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The music pulsed through the house, giving it an almost life like sensation of a beating heart, teenagers in various degrees of drunkenness stumble around looking for more alcohol as they celebrated finishing their HSC. A few of the less inebriated of the teens form little groups around landmarks of the house; the kitchen bench, the couches of the living room, the outdoor dining area and the pool. The second storey bedrooms and bathrooms were all occupied by various couples seeking the privacy for the intimate activities that take place when the equation of alcohol and horny teenagers is solved. However one room didn’t contain a couple, in fact it contained seven people; six teenage boys and one teenage girl.

They each quivered with excitement at the thought of the event which was about to take place in the master bedroom, five guys and one girl. The girl’s name was Amber, she was nineteen, tall, pale and had ginger hair. Her green eyes still bright in the darkness of the room. The guys stared at her taking in her beauty while she was still clothed. Her slim figure, her smooth pale legs that led up to a denim mini skirt where they could catch a glimpse at the red lingerie she was wearing underneath. Slowly she began to strip teasing the five guys who were eagerly awaiting the opportunity to fuck her pussy. First she started with her shirt lifting it slowly to reveal her naval, she could hear the guys panting eagerly awaiting for to remove her shirt and release her breasts. Taking off her shirt she revealed her matching red brassiere. The guys at the sight of Bycasino her brassiere groaned, she could clearly see their erections. She giggled to herself about how she got five guys erect without even having to release her double D’s, slowly she slid off her denim skirt once it was around one of her ankles she kicked off aiming at one of the guys who caught it. They all stared at her, she then unclipped her brassiere letting her breasts fall free. Next she teased them with the slow pace at which she removed her panties. Quickly flashing them her pussy before hiding it from their view.

They were becoming impatient as one approached and ripped off her panties revealing her shaved pussy. This one act then set off the guys as they themselves began to undress in a hurry as if their life depended on staring at her beautiful naked body. Once they were all undressed they surrounded her, their cocks stiff, straight and pulsating, ready for her. No not ready for her, ready for her pussy. One of them shoved their cock into her mouth forcing her to blow him, she could feel the warmth of his cock on her tongue and the head as it hit the back of her throat. Another shoved his stiff member into her pussy and began to fuck her without any of the grace and dignity of love making. He was fucking her pussy raw and rough and she loved it. She then took two of the guys’ cocks and began to stroke them with her hands. They each groaned as she expertly jerked off her cocks.

She was surrounded by a cacophony of grunts and moans form the guys who were fucking Bycasino giriş her, however the sixth stood back as if he was waiting for something and with a quick word everything stopped each of the guys withdrew and forced her to stand. The sixth guy then proceeded over to sit on the bed then forced Amber to sit on his stiff cock, but instead of shoving it in her pussy he shoved it into her ass. She shrieked in what could quite easily be mistaken for pleasure or pain. He began to pump away at her ass and allowed the other guys to resume what they were doing to her before he stopped them. The grunts and the moans from the guy fucking her ass were louder than all of the others combined as if fucking her in the ass gave him more pleasure than being blown, given a handjob or fucking a pussy. Then it stopped again all the guys withdrew and changed places. Taking up different positions and fucking Amber as if she was nothing more than a sex toy.

The cycle continued and slowly but surely when each of them climaxed and shot their load over her face and breasts they stood back and watched until there was one guy left. Amber thought it was one of the guys who she started off by giving a handjob to. He was fucking her in the ass, his grunts were deep and animal like. He was pumping away at her ass ignoring her own confusing squeals and moans. Until with one final thrust and with one final groan he shot his load off right in her ass.

After withdrawing he watched as his cum slowly dripped out of her ass.

They each got dressed Bycasino deneme bonusu and left the room with the smug faces of boys who had just done something they know they shouldn’t have. Leaving Amber alone in the room still panting, trying to recover from the pleasuring she had just received. Sure she had fucked guys before but only ever one at a time never six at once and never in the ass. With dried cum on her face and breasts and cum dripping out her ass and down her thighs she ventured into the private bathroom adjoined to master bedroom, turned on the shower and let the cum that covered her body wash away.

She smiled to herself knowing that there were six guys downstairs, smug with the satisfaction of the orgasmic high, possibly bragging about what had taken place in this bedroom this very night and wished that none of them would ever forget this night.

With one of her hands she began to stroke her pussy, her fingers danced across it in an expert manner, she then penetrated and began to fuck herself until she was on the verge of climax.

However she stopped as a new guy entered the bathroom. She smiled as she saw his eyes gazed at her. He began to strip down, his cock stiff and ready, he walked towards her slowly as if he thought she might reject his company. He entered the shower, Amber was prepared but pleasantly surprised as he got down on his knees and finished her off with this tongue.

*****

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I rubbed the back of my tender neck. The hotel barber had done a good job on my hair, even though I’d presented him with months of overgrowth. He’d cut the back and sides tight to my skull, closer than I’d worn it since before I got married. I liked the way it made the gray at my temples seem like it might just be a trick of the light. I looked like my father when he was teaching me to drive; I felt like a shorn sheep. The little hotel patio was well-shaded by the angular lace of the shadows of palm fronds, enough that the prickling at my hairline was psychological, not an actual sunburn starting. Ice shifted and clinked in my glass and the ocean breeze teased the naked tops of my ears.

I gave up on even the pretense of reading the book I’d gotten in the airport, marked my place, and set it aside. There’s not an ugly place on Oahu, not this close to the beach, and it’s a damn shame not to take in the sights. And what sights there were! Through the jasmine dripping off the lashed bamboo pergola, I had a clear view of the wooden sun deck in front of my shaded patio, particularly of a girl in an acid green string bikini and giant, bug-eye sunglasses working on her deep tan. She sat up and rubbed her hand searchingly from her golden kneecap up to her hip and back again, then reached into her canvas tote bag for a spray bottle of oil. The starting spark of orange in the setting sun lit the cloud of tanning oil and it bloomed into fire over her thighs. She stroked her glistening skin, fingertips disappearing into the crevice between her legs. A long lock of blonde hair pulled loose from her ponytail and spilled across her face. She puckered her lips and huffed at the strands unsuccessfully before tucking it behind her ear. She was on her knees in front of me, pushing that same stubborn piece of hair away from her mouth before rubbing the head of my cock against her lower lip. I hooked my thumb under one green string of her bikini top and slid it up to the knot-

“Don’t waste your time,” a throaty woman’s voice, to my left.

“Sorry?” I was embarrassed to be caught staring.

“Your book, Eat, Pray, Love? Don’t waste your time. It’s a bunch of soccer mom yoga pants navel gazing bullshit. Mind if I share your table? It’s got the best view of the beach and the sun’s gonna set here in a minute.” Wild brown curls, kissed with sun and salt, framed her face. I couldn’t tell how old she was, since her sunglasses covered her eyes, but from her throat, the swell of her breasts against the keyhole opening of her blue halter swimsuit, my guess was mid-thirties. I had fifteen years on her, at least.

“Go ahead,” I gestured to the chair she was already grabbing to pull out. “Do I need to worry that you’re going to take my drink, too?”

“Is it bourbon?”

“Scotch.”

“Then no. I’d take a margarita, though. Shame not to drink a margarita on the beach, it’s what they’re made for.” She had a lopsided smile, flirty even when she was being straightforward, though she was certainly flirting with me. I signaled Bycasino the bartender to come over and soon I was brushing the salt from her margarita off the rim of my second scotch where we’d clinked them together.

“To pretty strangers in need of margaritas and sunsets,” I offered.

“To handsome men staring thoughtfully out at the surf,” she added.

“I’m Stephen.”

“Amanda.” She pushed her sunglasses up to the crown of her head. Her hazel eyes crinkled with her smile in a way that made me wonder how they’d look tightly closed in pleasure.

“How far did you get in this monstrosity, anyway?” She grabbed the paperback and flipped it open to where I’d stuck a narrow rectangle of printed card stock a dozen pages in. When she saw it, surprise and shame pulled her eyebrows together. “Jesus, I’m sorry. I thought you were here on vacation.”

“Can’t vacation in the place where you’re from,” I said, plucking the funeral program card from the pages. “My cousin, Chris.”

“Were you close?”

“Yeah, when we were kids. Real close. Our birthdays were a week apart, we used to have our parties together.” I sensed a shift in her mood like the pull of a wave. We’d been headed in a good direction before she found out what I was doing here. If I could resume that momentum, I might have a chance at a pleasant dinner with her. “He had a car and a later curfew when we were in high school. I used to come home on Friday at ten, make sure my parents saw me go up to my room, then shimmy down the ladder Chris kept in the trunk. We got it down to five minutes, house door to car door.”

“I guess if you have to go to a funeral, paradise is the best place it can be.”

“Having family on the island has its perks.”

“How long have you been gone?”

“Since I-” got married “-graduated college. Wanted to see more of the world and got my wish. Nice to be back home, though, it’s been a few years.”

“Where’s home for you now?” Amanda dipped the tip of her middle finger in her drink and used it to catch salt crystals from the rim of her glass before popping it in her pouting mouth. Heat flashed through my linen pants, and I thought for the first time that more than dinner might be where momentum was taking us.

“Now that,” I chuckled, signaling the bartender for another round, “is an interesting question.”

“Is it?” She leaned forward, close enough for me to see the freckles that scattered her nose like the line of shells left at the edge of the surf with the foam also stretched across her shoulders. “I’d say it’s a boring question, unless the man is particularly interesting.”

“Well,” I leaned forward, too, only the breadth of her margarita glass between us, “I’m a beach bum, as of last week.”

“And that means..?”

“I’m homeless.” I expected her to pull back in shock, but all she did was raise an eyebrow.

“Homeless?”

“Technically homeless. The sale of my house finalized ten days ago, same day I found out Chris was in the hospital on short Bycasino giriş time. I was supposed to start looking at apartments, but being here seemed a lot more important. I hired a moving company to pack up everything left in the house and put it in storage until I decide where I’m going to land.”

“Ever thought about staying here?”

“On a night like this?” I cut my eyes at the beach, gone to ruddy fire in the setting sun. “I can’t think of being anywhere else. Can’t hold anywhere else in my mind too long before what’s right in front of me floods it out.”

“Well, if you stay, you can work on your tan lines.” Amanda broke the seal between us and ran the fingertips of her right hand along my jaw. I had forgotten about my pale cheeks — the hotel barber had taken off my six months of untrimmed beard with short, even strokes of his straight razor along with my hair. Her hand dropped lightly over mine and she rubbed the other patch of white skin, the one my ring had covered for more than thirty years. “All of your tan lines.”

“I’m here alone. I’m divorced.”

“I don’t need to know that.” I couldn’t tell if the huskiness in her voice was the continuing riptide of our attraction or some wound I didn’t have a clear enough view to see under her freckled skin.

“I need you to know. It was important to me for a long time.”

****

In the elevator on the way up to my room, I put my hand on Amanda’s lower back and she tilted her head up to me. Without a thought, I bent down and pressed my lips to hers. When I thought about kissing her all through drinks on the patio, through dinner, through our walk on the wet sand, I had imagined it being a trembling and nervous thing, like being fourteen again, or a thing seized up and shuddering with flashfire passion, the way I kissed women when I was twenty-four. At fifty-four, it seems I kiss women as the compulsion of a natural force, the small gravity of our need pulling our tongues together. Her wild cloud of hair and brassy approach had made her large in my mind, but she was a head shorter than me and her bare shoulders didn’t span full across my chest.

The only light in my room pushed in from the balcony overlooking the sea. She pressed against me, catching my lower lip gently between her teeth. I pulled her closer with both arms, one hand sliding over her pert, sarong-covered buttocks. Her mouth tasted like the best parts of her margaritas, acid and salt but mostly sweet against my tongue. I kissed her neck to find out if the rest of her skin tasted like it smelled, coconut suntan lotion and the sea. Her moan tickled the millimeter of hair left over my ear. I unknotted her sarong and it whispered to her feet. Pulling the knot loose behind her neck didn’t leave her naked, but it freed her breasts into my palms. I had expected them to sag softer into my hands without the support of her swimsuit, but they were so firm I let out a surprised whistle.

“Thirty-three and never been pregnant has its benefits,” she whispered, Bycasino deneme bonusu amused. She’d gotten that reaction before, then. I circled one brown areola with my tongue and felt the edge pucker before I sucked it between my lips. She slid her swimsuit off her hips and cupped one hand against my erection on her way back up.

“Mmmm,” she sighed, squeezing through my thin linen trousers and pulling a matching groan from me. “You’re so thick. You’re going to need to open me up before you try to get that inside me.”

“If it takes all night.” I probed between her legs with one finger. She was slick with arousal and her completely hairless mound, the first I’d ever touched, seemed vulnerable under my hand. “Age comes with benefits, too.”

“Does it?” She sighed, grinding against my finger before I pulled it away and put it in my mouth. Acid and salt, but mostly sweet. She seemed uncertain of herself for the first time all night. “What’s your…uh… stamina like?”

“I can come two or three times tonight,” I kissed her deeply to punctuate how much I wanted it to be three. “And I’ll last a lot longer after the first one, especially if you use your mouth.”

“Good, that’s exactly what I had in mind.”

She unbuttoned my shirt and stripped me out of my pants and boxers, then gave my bobbing cock a playful tug as she walked out on the balcony. I joined her, my apprehension about being seen rolling away when I saw the hotel behind us was darker than the moon-reflecting sea in front of us. Her hand closed around me again, but there was nothing playful about the way she squeezed me and rolled the skin forward across my shaft. She got on her knees in front of me and licked the underside of my cock in long, flat strokes from the edge of her closed fist to the very tip. She stroked her hand along my moistened cock and teased the head with the tip of her tongue until a clear drop of precum swelled out of the slit. I sank my fingers into her hair and she opened her lips and took half my length into her crooked-smiling mouth.

She worked her hand, lips, and sweeping tongue up and down my throbbing cock like she was wringing pleasure out of me. Even as she pulled me closer to orgasm with every dip of her mouth, I felt I was wasting an opportunity by not enjoying the view of the beach. I knew how rare this experience was, but I couldn’t look away from her upturned eyes, crinkled in genuine enjoyment of the texture of me sliding through her mouth. She cupped her free hand beneath my balls and teased the hot space behind them with her fingers. The scintillating rush of my orgasm shot from deep in my belly down through the iron core of my cock and I came across her tongue in eight even surges. She kept her lips closed around me with gentle suction until she had swallowed everything and even my dry spasms had stopped. Her eyes were closed, so I felt finally free to look out at the ocean while I stroked her hair.

“Would you look at that? It must be later than I thought.”

“Hmm?” She rubbed her cheek against the front of my thighs and looked up with the beginnings of another crooked smile.

“The tide’s almost in.”

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They kissed again and parted for bed. Mike slept like a rock again. He didn’t wake till eight. He showered and dressed. He went down to breakfast and found he was the first up. He made cereal and managed to figure out where all the stuff was to start the coffee. He was on his first cup when his aunt appeared.

“Morning, Mike,” his aunt said.

“Good morning, Aunt Sue,” Mike replied.

As she prepared to make some breakfast, his aunt asked him, “Ann and you seem to be having a good time. Have you enjoyed your stay?” his aunt asked.

“Oh, yes, definitely. It’s been fun going to all these neat places and getting to know Ann better,” Mike answered, hoping his aunt wasn’t guessing just how close they had become.

“That’s great. I’m glad you have enjoyed yourself,” his aunt responded.

“It has been wonderful seeing Uncle John and you again too,” Mike added, for good measure.

“Thanks. We have enjoyed immensely you guys being here,” his aunt replied, with a nice smile.

Mike could see where Ann got her gorgeous blues eyes and her raven hair. His aunt was an attractive woman. ‘Uncle John was a lucky guy,’ Mike thought, as he sipped his coffee and watched his aunt work on breakfast.

The others filtered down in due course with Ann again last as usual. Mike smiled at her as she took a seat beside him with her eggs and English muffin. Her long shiny hair was still damp from her shower. Ann squeezed his knee under the table when she was sure no one could see.

“I called Janet,” Ann whispered. “How would you feel about going for a picnic out by Cheyenne Mountain where Norad is? I could show you where the command headquarters is for the old missile defense system?”

“Wow, that sounds great,” Mike whispered back.

Ann smiled at him as she spoke to her mom, “Can I take the car to show Mike where Norad is? Janet wants to go with us too. We are thinking about taking a picnic lunch.”

“That sounds like a good idea. Maybe we could all go?” her mom asked.

By the shocked look on both the kids faces, her mom changed her mind and said, “You guys probably don’t want us oldsters around. Okay, dear. Just don’t be too late. I think we are planning to barbeque again for dinner.”

“Thanks, Mom,” Ann responded.

Ann and Mike shared a relieved look and a knowing smile. They called Janet to confirm the plans and finished getting ready. Uncle John gave Ann twenty dollars for food and they packed plates, drinks, utensils, and blankets. They were over picking up Janet before noon. The group stopped at Boston Market and bought food for their lunch. They then loaded back into the car for the ride out close to Norad. Mike was excited to see it, to say nothing of what else he expected.

Janet had wanted Mike to sit in the back of the car with her while Ann drove but Ann complained she did not want to just be their chauffeur, so they relented. Instead they listened to music and talked about experiences they had at school. Both girls wore skirts and tank tops and twice when Mike turned to talk to Janet, she had her legs spread and he could see her pink panties clear as day. She just smiled at him wickedly each time his eyes caught sight of them.

Ann got them as close to Norad or Cheyenne Mountain as they could without going in. The girls had seen it all before so they waited for Mike to get his fill then they headed out to a lovely overlook spot they knew of. The view from there was gorgeous as was the view around Mike as he assisted Janet and Ann laying out the food.

There was one other car using the overlook when they got there but by the time they finished eating they were alone. They put everything but the blanket into the car and locked it. A path the girls knew of led around some boulders and onto a higher ridge. From there they could look down upon the parking area and the car yet be hidden from view. Ann and Janet spread the blanket and sat down.

Mike had been enjoying the view and when he turned back to look at them, they were staring at him smiling. Mike wondered why they were smiling so much, but then he noticed two pairs of panties lying side by side on the blanket. When the girls saw him notice the panties, they leaned back on their elbows allowing their skirts to ride up with their spread legs. Ann’s dark trimmed pubes and gorgeous pink pussy and Janet’s cute blonde curly tuft which covered her equally pink snatch were both staring him in the face.

“Enjoying the view?” Ann asked, and they both broke into laughter.

“See anything you like?” Janet screamed too.

Going with the joke Mike said, “The mountains are nice but these two valleys are gorgeous.”

“How about these mountains?” the girls said, giggling together as they pulled off their tank tops.

It was all they both had on top and their marvelous tits and nipples greeted his eyes immediately. Mike drank in the two beauties with their legs spread and their tits bathed in sunlight. His cock started to stiffen as he feasted Bycasino upon them.

“Well, aren’t you going to strip and join us?” Ann asked.

Mike didn’t have to be asked twice. The girls giggled as he tore his clothes off in less than a minute and his cock pointed out straight at them. Janet and Ann patted the space they made between them and Mike quickly lay down in the middle. ‘Most guys are never this lucky,’ Mike thought, as he lay there between these two gorgeous women.

Mike lay back on his elbows as Janet leaned in and kissed him. She had sweet soft lips and it thrilled him to kiss her. It did not hurt either that her right hand teased his left nipple but the best was Ann’s hand had cupped his balls. He moaned into the kiss with Janet as Ann teased his balls and dragged her fingernails over them and the area just below them.

Janet broke the kiss and smiled at him. Her hand slipped down his stomach as she looked at him. He looked into her blue eyes, intoxicated by this cute, lightly freckle-faced blonde. Ann leaned over and kissed his cheek reminding him to look at her too. He turned to her and she smiled. Her hand still fondled his balls as Janet’s hand encircled his dick. Her small hand lightly moved up and down his shaft. He moaned as he kissed Ann on the lips and their tongues met.

Mike’s cock felt incredible with two different girls’ hands playing with his cock and balls. Ann broke the kiss and looked at him. Janet was sucking on one of his nipples. His cock felt hard as a rock as it pulsed with the pleasant sensations from their hands and the close presence of these two twenty-one year old beauties.

“Enjoying this, cuz?” Ann asked.

“This is awesome!” Mike replied.

“You like having two women play with your cock and balls together and kiss you?”

“Oh, god, yes.”

Janet had kissed down his stomach to line her mouth up with the tip of his cock. She had been drawn to it by the clear fluid leaking from the hole in an almost continuous flow. Her mouth tenderly trapped the tip of his cockhead and swirled her tongue over the little hole. His pre-cum coated her tongue. Janet teased all around the head. She teased the veins under the head with the tip of her tongue. Ann had kissed him again and he groaned into her mouth with Janet’s actions to his cock. Ann’s tongue invaded his mouth and he battled tongues with her. The double stimulations were raising his excitement level quickly.

Mike couldn’t take much more of this and he felt his approaching orgasm. He growled into Ann’s mouth as Janet sucked harder on the head of his cock and pumped it with her hand. He broke the kiss and moaned loudly. Janet took the hint and pinched his cock off at the base to lessen his need to cum.

“Oh, fuck,” Mike gasped.

“You’re going to make him cum, you little cocksucker,” Ann said to Janet, with a smile.

“I know,” Janet responded, laughing. “I’ll go easy for a minute. In fact, switch with me, will you, Ann?”

“Sure.”

The women switched places and Janet dragged her body up Mike’s to kiss him. Her distended nipples raked up his body and her bare pussy rubbed against his leg and chest leaving wet spots. Ann flipped down and started sucking on Mike’s balls. She cupped his nuts in one hand, pinched a ball taut in the sack with her other hand, and then sucked that ball into her mouth. Mike gasped as he and Janet kissed. Janet broke the kiss and fed a cute stiff pink nipple into his mouth for him to suck. Mike gladly did.

This went on for a while with Mike sucking and chewing lightly on both of Janet’s pink engorged nipples. Ann had bathed both his balls with saliva in her mouth and now sucked on the top half of his cock. Her left hand rubbed his saliva slickened balls and it felt wonderful to Mike. More pre-cum leaked from Mike’s cock into Ann’s mouth as she sucked tenderly on his cock. Her tongue flicked back and forth as she bobbed on his cock. Mike growled deeply into the soft little tit mashing his mouth.

Ann backed off Mike’s cock fearing he might cum too soon. She patted Janet’s butt and Janet pulled her reddened, saliva glistening nipple from Mike’s mouth and turned to Ann to see what she wanted.

“Slide back,” Ann said, and Janet realized immediately what she had in mind.

Janet did and let Ann help her by holding onto Mike’s cock and lining it up for her. Janet settled her pussy over the top of the head of Mike’s cock and Ann held it for her as Janet sank down on it. Both Janet and Mike gasped practically in unison as his cock pushed open the tight walls of Janet’s moist silky pussy.

“Oh, god. That feels so good,” Janet said.

“Oh, fuck,” Mike croaked.

“He’s only half in, Janet,” Ann informed her.

“Good,” Janet wheezed, as she settled down further.

“Oh, that’s so cool watching Mike’s big cock go in you from this close,” Ann exclaimed.

“It feels pretty damn good too,” Janet commented.

“Oh, fuck,” Mike gasped again, hearing these two babes talking about his cock Bycasino giriş in Janet.

“His balls are tight,” Ann said, as a warning to Janet, while she reached out and ran a fingernail across one of the scrotum-encased nuts.

“Shit,” Mike gasped, trying hard to hold back.

“I think he’s going to blow,” Janet growled, as she looked down at Mike’s straining face.

Ann pinched off his cock at the base as she told Janet, “Slow down. Give him a moment to recover.”

Janet stopped moving, holding half his cock inside her pussy for a while. She then let her muscles grip him, then relax. She did this a few times to tease him a little. The pressure from Ann’s hand forced back his pending climax and he relaxed after another minute. When his face looked less strained Janet asked him.

“You okay now?”

“I guess so,” Mike moaned.

Janet started moving up and down on his cock again as Ann when back to teasing his balls. It only took a few minutes more of this and Mike was back to getting close again. The girls did the same thing to him, stopping his release.

“Oh, fuck,” Mike growled, as Ann pinched off his stiff cock again.

“I think we’re torturing him,” Janet said, with an amused smile. “You okay, Mike.”

“You guys are killing me,” Mike grunted, even as he felt himself relaxing a little again.

The women snickered as Ann held him until he was relaxed enough to continue. Janet started again fucking him and Ann just tickled the area between his balls and his ass. She let Janet ride him for a while without doing anything much. Janet’s orgasm was coming on now with Mike’s. Ann waited for Janet’s climax to hit and just as she heard her friend gasp, she started teasing and rubbing Mike’s balls. The incredible added stimulation was more than Mike’s tortured mind and body could handle. He bucked up off the blanket and sank his cock to the hilt inside Janet’s quaking pussy. Her juices were already flowing down his cock when his climax exploded like fireworks inside her.

Ann rubbed Mike’s balls and squeezed them too. He howled as it felt like his balls were being forced to pump out gallons of cum into Janet’s now flooded cunt. Ann watched as a river of white cum started to leak from Janet’s stretched cunt. Ann replaced her hand with her mouth and licked up the combined cum from Janet and Mike that washed down over his shaft and balls. She wasn’t exactly bi-sexual but she didn’t mind eating both Janet’s and Mike’s mixed cum. They had both sucked cum from the other’s filled pussy before.

“Oh, fuck,” Mike croaked, as he felt Ann licking his balls and the exposed part of his dick.

Janet slumped forward on his chest as her orgasm passed. Mike’s cock slipped out of her cum flooded cunt. Ann was right there to lick him clean and suck lightly on the head to draw out another drop or two. Mike and Janet panted together as they recovered.

“That was great,” Janet said, after she had calmed down.

“Ahh, it was! And still is,” Mike gasped, as Ann cleaned the last of his cum from his cock with most of his slightly softening cock in her warm mouth.

Janet swung her body off Mike and to the side. Where her cunt had last been, she had left a puddle of cum on his abdomen. Ann finally let his half hard cock fall from her mouth as Janet leaned over and licked at the cum on his stomach. When he was clean they both slid up alongside him.

“How did you like that?” Ann asked.

“Awesome,” Mike claimed. “You two could kill a guy and he’d die smiling.”

“That’s nice! Glad you liked it,” Janet said, smiling at him and feeling the same way. “It was awesome.”

Ann reached for his semi-hard cock, stroking it to life, “My turn now.”

“Oh, fuck. I’m not sure I can go again right away,” Mike confessed.

“Why? You’re getting hard again,” Ann said, looking at him with a devilish look.

Mike looked down hardly believing it himself, “God, I don’t know how that is.”

“Let’s try,” Ann said, as she climbed on top of him.

This time Janet helped align Mike’s cock as it pierced Ann’s pussy. Ann was totally turned on and her cunt was dripping wet. She easily took his whole cock to the root in nearly one continuous move. Janet took over playing with Mike’s still wet balls.

“Oh, shit,” Mike groaned, as Ann’s silky wet pussy enveloped his straining hard cock.

“Oh, that feels good,” Ann said, grinding her cunt down on his dick.

Janet fondled Mike’s balls. His dick may have recovered but his nut sack was totally relaxed after the big cum. His balls hung very loosely and Janet had great fun playing with them in this relaxed state.

Ann started to bounce up and down on Mike’s cock. He had become hard as steel and his cock felt wonderful to Ann. At first Mike’s cock felt a little sore to him but it soon started reacting to the magnificent feelings of being inside Ann’s velvety pussy. Her tits were in his face and he gladly sucked on the ripe melons and their reddish pink nipples. He looked up Bycasino deneme bonusu from her tits once and saw her watching him with those gorgeous blue eyes and dark long hair hanging down. Her eyes looked especially intense and blue at that particular moment.

Ann rode Mike to a wave crashing orgasm of her own in no time. She had been very excited when she first mounted him so it didn’t take long for her to peak blissfully. Her pussy ground down on him as she trembled through a beautiful climax. Mike continued to suck on her nipples and he was not even close to cumming yet. Not even with Janet now licking his balls. They still hung loosely, not ready to release.

When Ann had finished orgasming, Janet got an idea. She pulled a condom from her pocketbook and tore it open. She pushed Ann up a little until Mike’s cock popped free from her cunt. Ann looked back to see why Janet was forcing her to dismount him so soon. When she saw Janet apply the condom to his dick and spit into her hand and then rub it on Ann’s asshole, she got the idea. Mike still had never had anal sex and Janet was positioning Ann to take his last remaining virginity. With Ann blocking his view he still had no idea what was going on. Ann smiled at Janet and eased back as Janet held onto Mike’s stiff cock.

Normally Ann liked to be warmed up first before anal sex. It was not her favorite and her tight, little used asshole need help to expand and relax. A good finger or two ahead of time was always nice but she was so turned on even after cumming once, she didn’t care at the moment. Ann allowed Janet to position Mike’s cockhead into her puckered wet rosebud and Ann eased back on it slowly.

Mike got the sense what was going on and questioned Ann, “Oh, my god! Am I going in your ass?”

“You sure are,” Ann moaned. “Janet wants to see you fuck my poor tiny asshole.”

“Oh, my god,” Mike groaned.

“You want to fuck me in the ass, Mike?” Ann asked.

“Oh, god, yes,” Mike gasped, as his cockhead pushed through Ann’s sphincter muscle into her anal chute.

“Oh, shit!” Ann grunted, as she felt the muscle give way to accept the big intruder’s head.

From her vantage point, Janet watched every inch slowly ascend up into Ann’s tight ass. Mike felt like a strong fist was squeezing his cock yet it felt incredibly warm and moist at the same time. Janet fondled his still loose balls as Ann’s ass came down to practically take him to the hilt.

“Oh, god,” Ann moaned. “Your cock feels huge inside my small little asshole.”

“How’s it feel, Mike?” Janet asked.

“Unbelievable,” Mike answered. “So fucking tight. My dick feels different too.”

“That’s the rubber I put on you,” Janet said, proud of her deceptive move with the condom quickly slipped over his cock.

“Oh, god,” Mike gasped, from the tightness.

“Ahh,” Ann groaned, feeling his cock deep up her butt.

“Fuck her good, Mike. Then it’s my turn,” Janet claimed, getting turned on too.

Mike had rested with all his cock deep inside Ann’s asshole but now he started moving slowly. His cock was being incredibly squeezed by the firmness of Ann’s anal passage. As his strokes grew longer and more urgent, Janet noticed his balls starting to tighten. Pretty soon they were both fucking into each other near full force. Ann had a hand down rubbing her clit and Mike tried to suck on one of her nipples while still pumping into her.

Ann’s orgasm came on with surprising speed given she had just cum minutes earlier. All the stimulation was driving her nuts though and her orgasm hit with incredible intensity. She pounded down on Mike’s cock taking him to the root on each stroke.

“Oh, fuck,” Ann gasped, as her climax assaulted her senses.

“Fuck her good, Mike,” Janet yelled.

Ann grounded her butt hold down on Mike’s cock as she came. Her hand continued to rub her clit and over her pussy as her juices flowed. Mike had one of her nipples in his mouth and he sucked on it and licked it. Ann moaned as her climax swept over her. She and Mike had stopped moving. Ann trembled as waves of ecstasy washed over her. Mike had been getting close but he just leaned back now and tweaked her nipple and watched her enjoy her orgasm.

Ann slumped down on his chest after the pleasure began to wane. She’d had two good cums in less than fifteen minutes and her body needed a break. Mike kissed her cheek as she panted next to his ear.

“Did you enjoy that?” Mike asked.

“Oh, god, yes,” Ann exclaimed, as she moved a little and his cock slipped out of her ass.

Mike felt a tug on his cock and then the condom was removed. Then he felt Janet putting a new one on his still stiff cock.

“Ann, roll off to the side,” Janet instructed.

Ann rolled off Mike to one side and made room for Janet to slide up over the top of Mike’s hard cock. Janet poised over top of his dick and rubbed saliva onto her own asshole. She then positioned the cock at her backdoor and slowly eased down. Ann and Mike watched her face as she grimaced slightly as the large intruder forced open her rear hole. Janet had ass fucked more than Ann but not much. Her asshole was also extremely tight and it took some getting used to for the sphincter muscle to allow Mike’s cockhead inside. Janet gasped as the head popped in.

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It has been months since my last encounter with my sister-in-law. There has been an awkward separation between us since that day in the hot tub. When we are in close proximity we steal glances at each other filled with longing and desire but we both know there is nothing we can do to quench the thirst and desire we feel for each other.

There have been moments that we might have had a chance to steal a kiss or passionate embrace. Each time I take a step forward, she takes a step back and I could swear once she took a step towards me, but I stepped back. I go home and hold my wife and think of her. I lay in my bed alone and smell her perfume. I imagine the moment when I will next be able to look at her bare stomach and trace my tongue around her belly button exploring the goose bumps that rise and fall as she raises her hips and stomach to greet me. On a whim I decided to drive over to her house. She has been complaining to my wife that she feels neglected and has become angry at her lawyer husband. He is never home, and when he is she gets nothing from him. I like to believe she is not asking for him and secretly desires me like I desire her but her cold shoulder as of late makes me think it was a one time deal.

Going over I arrive and she meets me at the door wearing a black and white tank top with spaghetti straps. She has her hair in pigtails which she knows turns me on and offers me a kiss on the cheek. My heart drops because I was hoping for more. I walk in and she asks me if I want a drink and I accept a cold glass of water with ice. Small talk is exchanged and the cold shoulder that I have been feeling is like an air conditioning blowing fifty degree air right on your head.

Sensing my disappointment she asks me if I can help her and I tell her I am always available to help her out. She asks me to wait here and that she will be right back. I pace back and forth wondering what I have to do and hear her yell for me from the spare bedroom. I enter and she asks me to sit down. The look in her eyes is one of caution and fear. She explains to me that the hot tub was a mistake and that it can’t happen again. She explains that she has no feelings for me and that she is not willing to sacrifice her family and life for me or anyone else. All I can do is agree and pretend like this does not matter to me and I feel the same way. I get up and go to leave and tell her that what happened is our secret and I would never press anything again.

Leaving I realize that my fantasies will never be the same.

The following week I head over to meet my wife at her house and Bycasino this time I drive my motorcycle. Getting there I can see that my sister in law is in pain. Her back and neck are stiff and she is miserable. I offer my help and she declines when the phone rings and my wife is on the phone. She can’t make it and will meet me at home. I shake my head and go to say goodbye when I am asked to rub her neck for just a few minutes. I tell her ok and ask her to go get changed and meet me in the spare bedroom with some towels.

When she entered the room wearing just a oriental satin robe I almost died. Pointing to the bed, she laid down and opened the robe, chest down against the sheets. I take the robe and place it on the floor and she looks glorious. A nice tan that is not too deep and not fake. Her skin shimmers and her ass, bare and perfect just screams to me to touch, but I have to honor her wish so I drape a towel over her naked ass.

Putting my fingers on her back I can immediately tell she is frustrated. Years ago I had learned from a very special friend the art of knowing how to give a massage. Each knot I map on her back leads me to know that the only way to solve this problem is to start at her ankles. I spread her legs slightly and face towards her feet applying pressure to the back of her

Ankle about two inches above the heal. I press in and spread the tendon up and down and her tiny gasps coming from her. I work her calf muscles and concentrate on spreading the muscles in a way that the toxins spread out and enter my hands instead of staying in her muscles. I progressively move up to the back of her knee and she giggles as I lightly caress what I know is a sensitive area. Squirming she spreads her legs more and I get a nice view of her trimmed bush and pussy. I keep moving up rubbing her hamstrings and occasionally let my fingers get close and brush against her hair, never actually touching anything but getting so close that I can tell she is enjoying it. I know it because I watch her back rise and fall as she inhales deeply or does a quick set of short gasps.

I slide the towel down and work on the two areas of her ass that hold stress. She is wincing in slight pain but it is only good. Meanwhile I am in complete control of myself, my dick not only staying put but even though I am horny as hell I have controlled my erection and remained as professional as I can.

Working her back I spend extra time making sure I remove the stress and give her some tender loving care. I mount her ass and sit firmly on it so I can put adequate pressure Bycasino giriş on back. I trace tiny messages in her back in exaggerated cursive, messages like I want to lick your pussy and you look so sexy. All I hear from her is whimpers of pleasure and delight. I know I am doing a good job because she is so relaxed and a smile is on her face. I dismount her ass and approach her from the side, and my control is lost as her arm slightly moves and brushes against my dick. It throbs forward and instantly becomes erect and I slightly move back so she won’t notice but it is too late. She moves her arm again and leans the back of her hand against my manhood and leaves it there. I am caught because there is nothing I can do, it is throbbing. She turns her head towards me and smiles and she shifts her body lifting her left breast off the bed and asks me if I am alright. I apologize and tell her that it is hard to ignore her perfect body in a situation like this and I am sorry, that I am trying to respect her wishes even though my mind is racing and I have the devil on my should smacking me around.

She turns completely over and leans back on both arms with her legs fully spread. I can see that the bed underneath her is wet and that she is fully excited. Her lips are fully exposed and her slit is glistening. She says she is sorry and understands and takes my hands and pulls me towards her. Her lips reach up to mine and I lean back into her and kiss her. A long simple kiss with our lips only slightly parted. She sucks my lip into her mouth and with her hands undoes my belt and slowly unzips my pants. Our kiss goes deeper and she laughs as I squirm out of my jeans and underwear. She instantly finds my dick and begins to rub in in her hands. My precum is everywhere and she is rubbing it all over the head of my dick. I am going nuts. I lift her up a bit and stick my dick between her tits. Rubbing it up and down she leans forward more and places her hands around her wonderfully shaped tits and presses them around my dick. Sticking her tongue out she licks the top of my dick as I rub it up and down.

At this point I know I need to seal the deal. Not just fuck her, but make love to her in a way that I know that I will be invited back over and over again. I remove my pulsating dick from her tits and I lay her down. I move to her feet and begin

to kiss her toes and ankles. I kiss her calves while I stretch my arms up and trace circles around her stomach and bush. I kiss and lick up to her knees. I kiss circles around her quad muscles and lick the very tops of her Bycasino deneme bonusu legs moving closer and closer to her lips and clit. I bury my nose and mouth on her mound and use my tongue to tease her lips up and down while flicking occasionally at her clit. I take her nub into my mouth and nibble ever so gently. She is moaning but in a begging way, she wants more and I just can’t give it to her yet. I stick my tongue deep inside her and use it as a battling ram. She pushes my head deeper and deeper into her and bucks wildly as I lick, slurp and bury my mouth all over her pussy. An orgasm escapes her with such violent bucking that I fear that my own neck will break. She gushes out and I lap it up. She is asking me to stop, exhausted but I can’t. I get in between her legs and use my fully erect and throbbing cock to rub her lips occasionally pushing the tip of my cock into her. She whimpers and begs but I hold back. I lean forward and start licking her belly button while using my hands to rub the sides of her body. her nipples are so erect and full but I refuse to touch them. I simply lightly touch her stomach drawing circle and swerving lines all over her upper body. I kiss her stomach all over putting my chest on her pussy so she can rub against something. She is crying for me to stop but not in a negative way, in a way of such pleasure and desire.

Moving my mouth to her nipples I suck gently and don’t get far because she has pulled me and pressed my hips into hers, fighting to get my dick inside her she takes control and thrusts herself on my dick, impaling her with my full length. Her

pussy has enveloped me sucking me in deeper and deeper. I can do nothing but accept her bidding and gyrate my dick inside her for as long as I can last. Our bodies are like one, both of us moving in a dance that could only be practiced by long time lovers. My mind flashing as we kiss, thrusting our tongues into each other mouths hungrily. She claws at my back and I bite at her neck. We never change positions and just thrust in harmony, our bodies sweating and us grunting in a musical way never experienced before. My dick throbs and the pleasure is more than I can stand. Dismounting me she jumps down to her knees and takes my cock into her mouth and frantically bobs up and down with her tongue swirling all round. I take her head into my hands and explode into her mouth. She sucks and sucks and my cum is dripping from her mouth on to her tits. She is sucking so hard that the pleasure is so painful that I can do nothing but grunt and scream. She is relentless, sucking and sucking as my once hard dick softens. circling the head of my now shrinking cock she licks all she can and I can do nothing but collapse to my knees. She lays back against the side of the bed and pulls my back to her chest and holds me. We lay there breathing hard and wondering what the hell we do next.

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Authors Note: This is a direct continuation of the first chapter of this story ‘Natalie Submits’, so to understand the full context it might be best to read that first! 🙂

I could barely get the events of two nights ago out of my head. Fuck what had I been thinking? I wish I could have blamed the booze, god knows I’d drunk enough of it that night. But I knew there was more to it. I knew that John and Emma had found a key and unlocked a door that revealed my darkest desires.

The memory of waking up the next morning, covered in cum still lingered long in my mind. And god did it make me wet. It had taken me ages to get those goddam handcuffs off; eventually I’d managed to find the key after rummaging in John and Emma’s bedroom.

Now though I was crashing back down to reality. I was sitting in the university library, desperately trying to catch up on my reading on seventeenth century European history whilst all the while trying to supress my overbearing horniness. I swear I wash trying to catch the eye of every guy who walked past the table I was sitting at, yearning for any kind of attention. Emma’s words really began to resonate in my mind now. Perhaps I really was as slutty as she said I was? Perhaps that’s what I really craved, to be her and John’s submissive plaything.

Suddenly I felt the vibration of my phone through the pocket of my jeans and I was lifted from my dazed state as if I’d been slapped round the face. I felt the butterflies start to rumble in my stomach as I lifted the phone from my pocket. Could it be them? Oh please let it be them!

With a trembling finger I unlocked the touch screen of my phone, ‘one message received’ it read.

Hi Natalie, We’re going to be in town tonight. Meet us for a drink around 8. Emma

I noticed immediately that this was not an invitation; it was a statement of intent. I would be having a drink with John and Emma in town at seven o’ clock whether I was busy tonight or not.

My heart began to race as I quickly thumbed in a reply.

Yes Miss Emma.

I quickly heard felt it vibrate again. I didn’t have to check who it was.

Good Girl. Make sure to wear something sexy. We like our pets to present themselves well in public!

She called me their pet! Oh my god did she know what she was doing to me with those words! I think I could feel my panties starting to get damp just thinking about it.

Straight away I slammed my textbook shut. There was absolutely no way I was getting anymore work done now.

Back in my room at my university halls of residence I looked myself up and down in my full length mirror, feeling quite pleased with myself. I didn’t like to give myself too much credit, but at my best I didn’t think I scrubbed up too badly, especially in the outfit I had chosen for tonight. The little black dress I had chosen was strapless and hugged my body tightly. Although it left little to the imagination, I felt it was classy enough to for me to not look out of place holding company with people with as expensive tastes as John and Emma. Plus I thought it highlighted my tight stomach quite nicely; I wanted someone to notice the work I’d been putting in at the gym after all!

My strappy pair of heels showed off my well-kept feet whose nails were polished black for the evening, whilst also giving four or five inches of height to my petite frame. I wore my hair brunette hair down, and having straightened it earlier it hung nicely between my shoulder blades. It was a struggle to drag myself out the door; I felt so sexy pouting and posing in front of the mirror, admiring my reflection.

My nerves really began to heighten as I approached the bar in town where I’d agreed to meet them. What if they stood me up? What if this was all some kind of big joke on their part?

I looked around as I walked through the large front doors. The night was still young and the place was only just starting to fill up, but where were they? They should be here! I craned my neck further, desperately searching for a glimpse of either of them. It was going to be so embarrassing walking out of here straight away.

Shit there they were! Right in the corner! I wasn’t sure if they’d seen me yet, but they seemed as confident and chatty as ever. I’m sure they could sense my nervousness as I walked over.

“Are you ok dear?” giggled Emma. “You look a little lost.”

“Don’t listen to her,” replied John as he stood up and offered me a hug. “You look absolutely fantastic.” He was dressed as classily as ever. His blue suit and light shirt suggested it was not long since he had left work, whilst the dark stubble that contrasted with his tanned skin so well was tidily trimmed as ever.

The way he towered over me sent shivers down my spine. He looked so strong, so powerful, so in control. As he wrapped his arms around me I felt so secure. In a way it was a complete paradox to how I had felt two nights ago at their house: naked, vulnerable and begging to be used. But I loved how I felt Bycasino in either situation, I loved being their plaything.

“Oh yes she looks gorgeous,” said Emma. She stood up and for the first time tonight I could really take in her full beauty. Even though she was dressed far more casually than when we had first met the blonde still looked absolutely immaculate. Her light blue jeans hugged her sultry ass beautifully while the trendy brown leather heels adorning her feet sculpted her calves perfectly. Meanwhile, the neatly fitting leather jacket she wore suggested power and class whilst also looking incredibly sexy. It hugged her ample bust immaculately. I don’t think I’d ever been more attracted to another woman.

“Please take a seat,” said John as he poured me a glass of an expensive looking white wine. “This is an Argentinian white; I think it’ll be to your tastes.” I think I secretly loved the way he took control and made decisions for me. The confidence and assuring tone of his voice made me feel so warm on the inside; I think I’d do anything he said right now.

“Have you thought about our job offer some more?” He continued. “As we said the other day it would be really great if you could help us out.”

“Yea I’ve thought about it,” I replied. “I think I’d like to do it. It can’t be any worse than working in the restaurant anyway.”

“That’s fantastic Natalie,” John said beaming. “You saw our place the other day. I’m sure this’ll work out great for all of us.”

“All we’re looking for is someone to do a bit of cooking and cleaning,” interjected Emma. “I’m sure you’ll do a great job.”

“And of course we’ll pay you well. Better than at the restaurant I dare say.”

“Sounds great,” I replied smiling.

“So what have you been up to?” asked Emma, her eyes glowing warmly at the dimly lit table.

“Not much,” I replied. “Just uni work really.”

“Aw that’s no good. All work and no play time isn’t any fun!”

“I know. It always gets like that around essay deadline time though.”

“Well I’m just glad you got to have some fun with us then!”

I felt myself going bright red. That mischievous, knowing smile; Emma knew exactly what she had done to me.

“I don’t think we need to ask her whether she had fun then,” said John smiling broadly. “The look on her face says it all.”

I think I temporarily lost the power of speech. All I could do was blush even deeper as the memories of our previous night together came to the forefront of my head once again.

“Oh don’t worry I know I don’t have to ask her,” said Emma as she lifted her wine glass to her mouth. “I can see how turned she is just thinking about it. Isn’t that right little one?”

My mouth felt so dry. The way the pair of them captivated my every sense was incredible. Even though I was sitting still I felt as if I was on a roller coaster travelling at one hundred miles an hour, my stomach was churning so much.

“Yes,” I eventually mustered.

“Yes what?”

“Yes Miss Emma.”

“Good girl,” she replied smiling. “And I bet your little panties are absolutely soaked aren’t they?”

“Yes Miss Emma.”

“Now we can’t be having that,” John said sternly. “It doesn’t reflect well on me or Emma if our little slut is getting off in public.”

“It doesn’t,” the blonde replied. “I think it’s best if she goes to the bathroom and takes them off.”

“I agree completely,” said John.

There was nothing to stop me walking out right there and then. However my bum felt super glued to the seat.

“Well what are you waiting for?” Emma demanded.

My whole body trembled as I finally found the strength to raise myself from my chair and ambled towards the bathroom door. I had no idea why I was doing it, but I knew I wouldn’t have done it for anyone else.

I moved into a cubicle and pulled my dress up, revealing the pair of sexy black panties I had chosen for the evening. I think secretly I had been half hoping I would be taking them off at some point during the evening, but I certainly wasn’t expecting to have to this early. Shit they were absolutely drenched! There was absolutely no way of hiding it. Quickly I pulled them down my thighs before stepping out of them as they hit the floor.

Even with my dress on I felt naked and exposed as I stepped back through the bathroom door, my underwear now clenched tightly in my hand. With every step I took I was sure I could feel my dress hiking up over my ass, and the light breeze I could now feel around my pubic mound sent a chill through my whole body. In an act of desperation I grabbed the hem of my dress and tried to stop it rising up any further. Why did I have to be so stupid and wear such a short dress? God I felt like such a slut right now.

“Well what do we have here?” Emma said grinning as I finally reached her and John’s table, obviously noticing my discomfort.

Slowly and reluctantly I handed her my panties before retaking my seat.

“Wow Bycasino giriş she’s a brave and obedient little thing!” she continued. “And my my these really are in quite a state aren’t they?” She quickly stowed my underwear away in her handbag.

Once again I couldn’t muster a verbal response. I just sat there with embarrassment and humiliation painted clearly across my face.

“I’m very pleased with you slut,” she whispered as she put her hand on my thigh and leaned across me. “You’ll be rewarded for this later I’ll make sure of that.”

“Shall we be going then?” asked John downing the last remnants from his wine glass. I knew this question wasn’t directed at me, I was expected to follow!

The taxi ride back to John and Emma’s was one of the most nerve racking I had experienced. My brain was swimming with thoughts of what John and Emma might have in store for me. Panty-less and squashed between the couple on the back seat, needless to say my arousal level was through the roof. Especially with Emma whispering exactly what she wanted me to do when we got to their house in my ear for the entire journey. It was a wonder I didn’t whither and faint right there on the spot.

Waiting on the door mat whilst John fumbled with his keys, hot and horny, I knew exactly what I had to do. As soon as I was through the front door I kicked off my heels, leaving them cast aside in the hallway. Next I reached behind me and unzipped my dress, offering no resistance as it fell from my body gracefully, exposing my pussy and thin patch of pubic hair that adorned it. This left me standing before John and Emma naked except for the strapless bra covering my breasts. As quick as a flash I had it unclasped, revealing the tiny nipples that adorned each of my B-cup boobs, before I fell to my knees in front of the couple.

“Master John, Miss Emma, please let me serve you tonight,” I begged from my position on the floor, hands behind my back, my bum stuck out as far as I could and my eyes pointed down towards the laminate flooring, just as Emma had instructed.

“Good girl,” the blonde cooed as she petted me and ran her fingers through my hair. “This is exactly how we expect you to kneel whenever we require you too.”

“Doesn’t she just look so adorable down there,” I heard John add from above me. I fidgeted slightly as he reached down with one of his strong hands and tickled me under the chin, just like an owner would their pet. God I felt so submissive right now.

“Oh she does,” replied Emma. “And she’s ours, all ours!” Those last words sent my heart racing at a frantic pace. I knew that not one part of it was a lie though. “In fact I’ve got a special surprise for her.”

I hadn’t dared look up once, but at this point my curiosity got the better of me. My eyes lit up as I saw Emma holding a black leather collar. The metallic studs that adorned it sparkled brightly in the light while I noticed a metal ring attached to its front and immediately pictured myself being led around the house on a leash.

“Do you like it little one?” she asked, her eyes striking contact with mine.

“I love it Miss Emma.”

She reached down and placed it round neck, fastening it firmly around the back but not too tight. I was expecting the leather to feel cold and harsh on my sensitive skin but the collar was padded on the inside so it fitted snugly on my neck. It was symbolic confirmation of what I already knew. I belonged to John and Emma and would submit to their every desire.

“You look absolutely stunning,” Emma said, grabbing me by my hair and forcing me too look upwards into her gorgeous green eyes. “You’re such a perfect little slut.”

“Right let’s take her through to the living room,” said John as I noticed for the first time he was holding a black leather leash that seemed to match my collar. “I want to see how good our little pet really is.”

With light clicking sound he had secured the leash firmly to the ring on the front of my collar and soon I felt his strong grip pulling me forward.

“Err what do you think you’re doing?” he exclaimed as saw me instinctively beginning to stand up. “Pets don’t stand up, they remain on the floor where they belong.”

I don’t think I’d ever felt more humiliated. Naked, collared and crawling along the floor like nothing more than a common dog. Despite that feeling, there was certainly no complaining from me about my predicament. The floor felt cold and hard underneath me but I never really noticed as my head was spun with countless erotic thoughts whilst my pussy got wetter by the second. John and Emma certainly knew how to get the inner slut out of me!

“Here we are,” John said firmly as we arrived in the living room, before he unhitched the leash from my collar.

I looked up to see Emma taking a seat on the same cream leather sofa that she had seduced me on two nights ago, her legs crossed elegantly in complete contrast to my own position on the floor.

“I think what we need Bycasino deneme bonusu is some entertainment to start the evening,” she said looking down at me.

“I couldn’t agree more,” replied John immediately. “Perhaps some music?”

He casually picked up the remote sitting on the coffee table before pointing it and TV and flicking through the music channels. Eventually he found something to both his and Emma’s tastes, and soon they were sitting on the sofa swaying to the RnB beat blaring through the speakers.

“You know this is nice,” sighed Emma. “But there’s something missing.”

“I know exactly what you mean,” smiled John. “I just can’t enjoy an evening at home without a drink. I know it’s not healthy but it’s the only way I can relax after work these days.”

“You’re right,” replied Emma. “If only there was someone here who could fetch us a drink. Wouldn’t that be great?”

“I like your thinking,” grinned John before looking down at me, still knelt on the floor in front of them. “I think you know what to do slut.”

“Of course Master,” I replied courteously.

Slowly I rose from my position on the floor and walked towards the kitchen.

“Oh and be sure to find something that Emma and I both like,” he added just as I was passing through the living room door way. “I think you can imagine what the consequences will be if you don’t.”

On my previous visit, John and Emma had shown me the impressive collection of fine wines they had stowed away in a large vault like cupboard in their kitchen. However, although the countless bottles were stacked neatly into row upon row, it seemed like some impossibly difficult riddle as I looked in there for the second time. What the hell should I give them?

My knowledge of wine went no further than knowing there were two colours, red and white, and somehow I didn’t think this would quite cut it with John, who seemed to have a considerable knowledge of the subject.

I looked up and down the shelves. Australia, France, Italy, Chile. He seemed to have every corner of the globe covered; how the hell was I supposed to know what to get? My desperation to please John and Emma was counteracted by how turned on I was at the thought of John bending me over his knee and spanking me as punishment. I was caught in a real quandary.

Eventually I decided to take the plunge, and plumped for a Spanish white wine from the Galicia region, praying it was a safe option.

It was a struggle to pour out two glasses when I returned to the living room, my whole body was shaking so much. I looked on anxiously as John sniffed into the glass, just like you see critics do on those poncy wine shows on TV, before taking a small sip. I could see him deep in thought as he swirled the liquid around his mouth, analysing my choice with a devastating precision. Finally he swallowed before looking up at me. I felt my heart pound as I looked back in anticipation. It was impossible to read his face.

“Looks like you’ve been learning fast,” he said assuringly. “Good job slave this is a nice choice.”

An outpouring of positive emotion filled my whole body. It felt so good to get praise from someone as self-assured and sophisticated as John.

“Well she must have done a good job to impress you,” replied Emma as she took a long approving sip from her own glass. “You take this whole wine business far too seriously.”

“I know I do, you’ve been saying it for years,” agreed John. “What I’d really like now though is some entertainment to go with this music. Some dancing would be wonderful.”

“Yes it would,” Emma agreed. “And just look at our little slut’s perfectly toned body. I bet she’s quite the mover.”

“Yes her legs and stomach look absolutely perfect,” he said as I noticed him looking me up and down as if I was bottle of expensive wine he was considering buying. “I can picture her on the dance floor in any nightclub in town, especially in that outfit she was wearing earlier.”

“Well I think it’s time you gave us a little show slut,” Emma said grinning devilishly.

My feeling of humiliation was quickly residing to be replaced by extreme embarrassment. On a night out it would take copious amounts of alcohol before I would let myself be dragged onto the dance floor and right now it would be an understatement to say I felt a little out of my depth as I swayed nervously to the beats emanating from the television.

“Look how obedient she is!” Emma called out excitedly as I started to find a little more rhythm in my hips, my boobs gently bouncing up and down as I moved. “She’s such a well-trained little thing already!”

I didn’t feel any less stupid than when I started, dancing naked in front of people wasn’t something I’d ever thought about let alone carried out, but Emma’s words did increase my confidence. The redness in my cheeks started to reside a little, and soon both my arms and legs were starting to move in time to the beat.

“See I told you she would have some moves,” Emma said to her husband as I rotated my body, giving them both a great view of my tight bum.

“Oh yes she is absolutely fantastic,” agreed John, who was now slung back on the sofa enjoying the show. “She is such a little slut showing herself off like this.”

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Drooping and clumsy with fatigue, it took Ruth a long time to get out of the shower, dry off and get her hair fixed for bed. She was so spent, I think she would have fallen asleep in the tub if I had allowed it. Instead I kept her moving until she was between the flannel sheets of her queen-sized bed — out like a light.

I was tired too, but I got dressed and drove my rental car to the hotel where I packed and checked out, returning to Ruth’s townhouse with my luggage. I was in bed next to Ruth five minutes after dropping my bags in the entryway. Putting my arms around her, I nestled close and fell asleep in 10 seconds, my face tickled by her damp, sweet-smelling hair.

I slept like a dead man for several hours, then gradually became more and more aware of Ruth’s warm, nude form beside me in bed. A heavy rain was pounding on the roof overhead, and occasional gusts of wind flung raindrops like buckshot against the darkened bedroom window. The perfumed warmth of Ruth’s bed felt incredibly sensual and secure in contrast with the storm howling outside. Feeling restored by a few hours of rest, I sleepily began to explore Ruth’s motionless body with my hands.

I don’t know if Ruth was dreaming, or responding to my touch, when she sighed contentedly in her sleep and turned toward me. I kissed her face lightly and I could see her smile in the dim light filtering into the room from the hallway.

Ducking under the covers, I lifted Ruth’s right arm and put my face against her breasts. My lips moved across the smooth, firm curves of her mounds, seeking until I found a nipple. It was just a small bump in the center of her soft areolae when I first took it between my lips.

Gently I sucked and licked, sucked and licked, as her nipple slowly got longer and thicker in my mouth. I wondered how long I could play, before Ruth woke up. She sighed again and arched her back slightly. Then her breathing changed and I knew she was beginning to waken. Her nipple was fully erect in my mouth, now, and she arched her back even more, pressing her breast forward to be devoured. She gave a low moan.

A minute later Ruth surprised me by taking my head in both hands and gently pulling me up to face her, her stiff, wet nipple falling from my lips.

“It’s not fair,” she whispered. “I’ve had three great climaxes since dinner … four if you count that horrible thing you did to me in the shower … and you’ve only had one. Tell me something I can do for you, my master.”

“You SHOULD have more orgasms than me,” I whispered back, “girls are designed that way. Guys are lucky to have two orgasms a day. But girls can have two or three orgasms an hour, then two or three more the next hour.”

“We can?” Bycasino she said, surprised. “I’ve heard girls talk about multiple orgasms, but I didn’t think it was possible.”

“Oh it’s possible,” I reassured her. “Most women can have multiple orgasms with a little practice.”

“You have to practice?” she giggled, with a pretty smile I sensed more than saw.

“Of course! It’s pretty easy, but your body has to learn to have an orgasm. And once you learn, it gets easier and easier.”

“Well I seem to have an easy time cumming with you,” Ruth sighed, snuggling close.

“That’s because you’re my slave. You’d be punished if you didn’t cum for me,” I joked. “Seriously, though, you climax pretty easily for somebody with so little experience.”

“That’s because you make me feel sooooo nasty and sexy,” she purred, adding, “that was a very bad thing you did to me in the shower.”

“You mean finger-fucking your sweet asshole?” I could sense her blushing in the dark.

“YES! I can’t believe I let you do that to me!”

“You didn’t LET me do that. You’re my slave, remember?”

“Oh yes, I remember, and I remember I should be doing something to make you feel as wonderful as I feel,” she said firmly.

“Have you ever given a blow job,” I asked.

“Nooo. Not really. There was the time after I was raped … but he just grabbed me by the hair, pushed his penis in my mouth and told me to suck it. I must not have been any good because he pulled it out after a minute or so.”

“How did you feel about that?” I asked.

“I thought I would be disgusted … I thought the taste would be disgusting,” Ruth said, “but it was kind of sticky … nasty and sexy. I could taste his … stuff … and my pussy, too. I didn’t know if I should be doing something with my tongue or what to do.”

“Well, oral sex is pretty simple, but it’s still something you have to learn,” I said. “If it’s done right, it’s guaranteed to send your lover into orbit.”

“Couldn’t you teach me?” she begged. “I want to learn.”

“Hmmm. I think I can show you the basics.” I sat up and guided Ruth until we were sitting on the bed, facing each other. Our legs were extended, clasped loosely around each other. I found Ruth’s right hand and lifted it to my mouth.

“Oral sex for beginners, rule number one,” I said. “No teeth. Biting is an advanced technique and depends a lot on your partner’s tastes. You can learn that later.”

I took the end of Ruth’s middle finger in my mouth and slowly sucked it in. With her whole finger in my mouth, I sucked gently and licked the underside with the tip of my tongue. Then I slid my mouth slowly up her finger to the tip, then slowly back down. Bycasino giriş Opening my eyes, I saw her staring intently at her finger, sliding wetly between my lips.

I increased speed, sliding her finger quickly in and out of my mouth, sliding back and forth the length of my tongue, sucking very lightly. Every third or fourth stroke, I stopped briefly to lick the end of her finger in a circular motion. Unnoticed, I slipped my free hand down between us and followed the smooth, curving bottom of her thigh down to the warm, thick fur of her pussy. I pushed a finger into her tangled hair, probing until I found the slit between her feathery-soft inner lips.

Wetness greeted my finger when I pushed inside her, and I pulled out to spread the moisture up the shallow groove of her pussy toward her clit. I settled into a steady rhythm, sliding my wet finger up and down her furrow, rubbing her pink bud lightly with each passage. Ruth gasped and looked down between us. She gave a low moan as she watched my fingers disappear into her thick bush, then reappear slowly in the dim light. Her free hand reached down and grasped my arm, but she didn’t try to stop my hand from moving back and forth, back and forth.

Soon her mouth was open, gasping and she squirmed slightly where she sat between my legs. I still held her middle finger in my mouth, sucking.

“NO!” she whispered urgently. “It’s not my TURN!”

I pulled my mouth off her finger. “I say it IS your turn!” and she whimpered, her eyes drawn down again to watch my hand working between her thighs. She took a deep, shuddering breath. I increased the pressure of my finger, sliding up and down … up and down, careful to give her clitoris only the slightest touch each time. Now she was moaning again, very low, and she leaned slowly forward until her forehead was resting on my shoulder, one hand on each of my knees.

A few minutes later I could tell her crest was coming as her breathing got deeper and harsher and her hands gripped my legs. Then the wave struck and she was grunting, a deep powerful, “UNH!, UNH!, UNH!, UNH!, UNH!, UNH!, UNH!, UNH!, UNH!, UNH!, UNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGHHHH!!!!” And her hips were thrusting wildly and she turned her head and bit me on the neck, HARD! I straightened and grabbed a handful of hair, pulling her mouth away from me. I looked down into her face, twisted with shameless pleasure and kissed her, forcing my tongue into her mouth where it battled with her eager, searching tongue as her orgasm continued.

“AAAAAAAHHHH!” she cried, beyond words. “OOOOOOHHHHFUUUUUUUUUUCCCKK!”

Moments later she broke the kiss to gasp desperately for air and brought her arms up, hugging me tightly around the neck. Bycasino deneme bonusu Her moans of pleasure began to subside then and she laid her head on my shoulder, her harsh breathing loud in my ear. My hand was cupping her sex, pressing, making only the tiniest of motions. After awhile, I fell back slowly, pulling Ruth on top of me, and pulled my hand away from her warm, wet pussy. She looked down into my eyes. “Please fuck me, PLEASE! I need you inside me right NOW!”

I rolled on top of her and, lifting my upper body, reached between us for my dick, throbbing and thick. She spread her legs wide and instinctively tilted her hips up. I wetted the fat head of my dick by rubbing it up and down her dripping slit, then fitted it into her opening. “NOW!” she insisted, and I drove my entire weight down, spearing her to the hilt in one motion. “UNNHHH!” she grunted at the impact. “Oh GOD! Oh GOD! Yes, YES!” The slick warmth of her pussy encased my dick.

Slowly I withdrew until just the head of my dick was inside her, then I dropped my weight again, impaling her, then slowly withdrew and did it again. Ruth held her breath each time I made my slow withdrawal, then grunted as my dick split open her sensitive inner walls and the base of my dick pressed down on her straining clit. She began rocking her hips up to meet my assault, her hands locked on my upper arms.

Left and then right, I pulled Ruth’s legs up until her calves rested on my shoulders, tilting her hips up, and doubled the speed of my thrusts.

Soon she was uttering a high, “OH!” each time my hips thumped home against her crotch. “OH! OH! OH! OH! OH!” she cried, staring up at me wide-eyed. “Oh, I’m going to cuuuuummmmmm! Another minute passed as the tension built in her body, then, OH! OH! OH! UuuuunnnnnnhhhhhHHHHHHHH!” And she was arching up towards me, her hips thrusting, eyes closed, head thrown back. I could see Ruth’s full breasts jerk slightly each time I drove into her. Her pussy seemed to squeeze my dick and the extra friction coupled with the excitement of watching her come brought me to the brink. My thrusts became even faster as I soared over the edge and began to burst inside her.

Ruth felt the change and heard me cry out, “AAAHHHHHHHHHHH!” Her eyes opened and she began rolling her hips up to meet mine. “Come on baby! Come in me baby!” in a strained whisper. “That’s right sweetie. Fill me up!”

I had no choice. My come felt like molten lava flooding from my balls and shooting out in burning jets. I might as well have tried to stop an erupting volcano. Then I collapsed forward onto Ruth with a final cry, my hips still thrusting weakly. She wrapped arms and legs around me, soothing and caressing with her hands, whispering in my ear. I could feel her pussy lightly squeezing my spent penis.

We laid that way for a long time, resting, and I finally rolled over so we were side by side, arms and legs still tangled, and we fell asleep.

(End of Chapter 5 of 15)

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My Slave’s Birthday Gift Ch. 03

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The punishment and denial on the beach had exhausted my slave and we had gone back to the room to relax. He was glad to be in a private space where no one could see the evidence of how much he had endured.

“My ass hurts Mistress,” he said. “My balls ache, please let me empty them.”

I could see all of the veins running the length of his rigid cock. The tip looked like it could pop off. His balls looked like ripe plums and I had to taste them. I drew one into my mouth and swirled my tongue around it, then did the same to the other. “Oooohhhh,” he gasped.

“You are delicious, but you need to cool down now,” I replied. I walked over to the refrigerator and took a piece of ice.

Thomas cried out as I placed the ice cube against his swollen sack, but calmed down as I gently rubbed it all around his manhood. It worked and he became just numb enough to allow his cock to relax a bit. I took a bottle of aloe from my suitcase and lightly massaged it on his burning cheeks.

“Rest now my sweet,” I said. “I need a nap.”

Laying beside him, I gazed at him, the sunshine pouring through the windows, lighting his skin, still flushed pink with desire. I took in the strong features of his handsome face, the way his neck flows down into the deep v of his collarbones, his strong broad chest with perfect small pink nipples. The shape of his belly button and how his stomach meets his groin, his still half erect cock laying against the crease of his inner hip. His muscular legs, the shape of his feet and toes, looking at his gorgeous body stoked a smoldering heat deep inside me.

I wanted his body as much as it wanted me, but I needed him to be utterly desperate tonight in order for him to submit to what I had planned.

Thomas may have slept, or not, but when I woke up I knew that he had not cheated and relieved himself. He was sitting in a chair on the patio, still very engorged and swollen.

We showered together, cleaning every part of each other, rinsing off the scent of sea and sex. I chose a tight short dress for myself and replaced the collar and cuffs on him.

“You will be able to wear something on that tonight,” I said looking down at his crotch.

“Thank you Mistress!”

“You may not feel that way in a minute,” I replied, reaching into a bag I pulled out another cuff. Fear washed across his face as he figured out what this new device was intended for. It was another black cuff with buckles and a ring, but smaller.

“For my ballsack?” He asked, with a look of disbelief.

“Indeed,” I replied, kneeling in front of him. I gathered his balls in my hand and pulled them down and instructed him to buckle himself into the cuff. His hands shook and he fumbled with the device but eventually he managed. “Now you’re dressed for dinner,” I said.

He was starving but would have preferred room service, or even not eating at all, to being taken back into the dining room like this.

I clipped on the leash, this time to the ring on the cuff that wrapped around the top of his sack. It kept his purple balls away from his body, stretching them down and tightening the skin around them. With a tug he realized just how closely he would need to match my movements and pace to avoid the pull he would suffer if he Bycasino failed.

The dining room was crowded again and everyone stared at Thomas’ predicament. He struggled to eat but I told him he had to eat well, that he needed his energy for later. I didn’t need to direct him to keep his legs open this time, the new cuff made closing them next to impossible.

After dinner I led him by his leash, back through the game room, down the stairs, and into the same room we were in last night. He struggled to keep some slack in the leash, especially going down steps, but it kept his mind from resisting or even wondering why we were going back into that room.

He was surprised to see all four women from last night there waiting for us. His face blushed and he groaned as I led him over to show him off. I walked him back and forth and then made him stand just in front of each of them, one at a time, showing them his eager hard cock and cuffed balls before turning to let them see his red ass.

“He’s gorgeous, just amazing,” said one of them, smiling.

“Yes, he is. And his mouth and tongue are exquisite; you all witnessed the bliss he sent me into last night,” I replied. “Have any of you ever eaten a woman?”

They looked at each other nervously. One by one they shared their experiences experimenting with college roommates or drunken hookups with friends, most sounded clumsy and fumbling.

“Tonight you will learn,” I told them. “If you want to.”

They all nodded yes and Thomas had no idea what this would mean for him and it threw his mind into a state of confusion.

“My dear slave will use only his mouth to bring me to orgasm and you will all gather around to watch closely what he does. Then you will try your best to replicate it under his guidance. Do you agree?”

More nervous looks passed between them, but they all smiled and nodded yes. Thomas moaned.

“Say it out loud,” I commanded.

One by one they consented “yes.”

“Okay, let’s get started. Slave, come here and teach them how to properly suck a pussy,” I said, sitting back on one of the sofas, opening my legs. “Ladies, come close and study what he does and how I react.”

He sat on the floor between my legs and they sat around him. I could see how much they wanted to touch him, their eyes were devouring him. They looked over every inch of his strong body as he sat at my feet, and their eyes lingered on his massive tortured balls and wonderfully erect cock.

“Michelle…” one said.

“Oh, no.” I replied. “You will all address me now as Mistress.”

Blushing and awkward, she continued, “Mistress, can I touch him?”

I thought for a moment and then replied. “Only if you all do, and just for a moment. He cannot be allowed to cum yet and he is very close to losing control.”

Sitting around him, they began to run their hands over him, stroking his back and chest, his thighs, his arms. Thomas groaned and his cock jerked and leaked under the feeling of so many soft hands caressing his body. The boldest of them reached toward his crotch but stopped, looking at me. I nodded my approval and she slowly moved her hand closer, “oh god,” he gasped. She lightly ran her fingers along his erection and then put her hand around his Bycasino giriş balls.

A smile lit up her face. “His cock is so hard and his balls are so plump!”

The others now wanted a turn to touch his manhood and I allowed it. Thomas shook his head and looked up at me with pleading eyes, afraid that he couldn’t contain his load under this tender assault of his shaft and tightly bound sack. I only allowed short touches so that he didn’t lose control, I wanted him edged but he needed to stay hungry.

“Please, please,” he begged, longing to cum but knowing he couldn’t, he wasn’t sure if he was pleading to climax or just to have the touching end. He was breathless, his torso was flushed red and he was using all of his discipline to stop himself from exploding. He knew he had work to do.

“Now,” I stated, pulling his face into my wet lips, and he went to work, running his tongue across me, wrapping his mouth around my plump pussy, sucking at my throbbing clit, playing with the small metal piercing that adorned it. He moaned deeply, kissing my most private sanctuary passionately, longingly, worshipfully. I held back my climax for as long as possible; if I hadn’t I would have cum in seconds. I was as turned on as he was, the only difference was that I could get off whenever I wanted to, and would, many times.

He felt my body tense up and tremble, the contractions in my pussy, and drank my juices, sucking them out of me with expertise.

When I was done I told him to sit to the side and asked for the first volunteer.

She was hesitant at first, and clumsy with her efforts. She licked and slurped around and clearly had no idea what she was doing.

“Don’t just sit there slave, teach her,” I demanded.

This was difficult for him. He wanted to be the one tasting the sweetness, giving me pleasure. But he began instructing her, guiding her, and soon I was awash in another wave of pleasure.

She eventually made me cum, and sat back smiling at her accomplishment. The look on his face was painful. Witnessing her tongue lick me, watching her lips suckle mine, seeing me writhing and moaning with her face nestled between my legs made him ache in ways he’d never known. It was a mix of jealousy and arousal that made him feel like he would lose his mind.

“Please Mistress,” he begged. “Let me please you.”

But he still needed to teach three other women how to make me climax with their mouths. I reached toward him and touched his chest. “You did well with her, so you can have a reward. If you want, you can enter me between each training session, but you will enter very slowly, all the way in. Then pull out just as slowly. You can feel me but you can’t cum yet.”

The conflict showed in his expression. He longed to plunge into my softness but he really wanted to pound me and spill his load. I wasn’t sure what he would choose until he moved back between my legs and hovered over me. I felt the tip of his cock press against my slit. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes and then eased into me. I felt every inch of him slide in and he paused, trembling, before slowly sliding back out. He left the tip in for a few seconds and I could feel the throbbing heat of his desperation to let go and fuck me brainless. Bycasino deneme bonusu But with another deep breath he pulled out, groaning as if in pain.

He continued coaching each woman. He guided their tongues across my clit, their mouths sucking and exploring my lips, watching them bring me to bliss three more times. It was agony for him to watch, be forced to tell them how to please me. He sat close by, instructing them, his cock dripping and strained with a wild need to take control and plow into my juicy slit covered in my cum and these women’s saliva. He ached to reclaim me, and be reclaimed, sharing his Mistress was hard to bare. In between each training, he would use his opportunity to get one slow entrance into my velvety pussy. I was impressed with his restraint. My slave had performed wonderfully and earned his reward.

We bid farewell to the women and I told them to practice all of their new skills on each other.

The walk back to our room was excruciating for Thomas. Back on his leash, we climbed the stairs and made our way through the crowded game room. I’d never seen his cock so hard and deeply red. His balls, still strapped into the leather cuff, were huge, the veins rising up visibly. He no longer cared about the crowd watching him being led through the room by a leash attached to his sack. He had only one thought that now obsessed him, he was ready to unleash the beast within.

We entered our room and I removed the collar, his ankle cuffs, his wrist cuffs, then finally freed him from the cuff around his sack.

“You were excellent today and have earned a very special reward,” I whispered. “Do it, now. Anything you want. Be my Master.”

He placed his hands on my shoulders and pressed down; I fell to my knees. He grabbed my hair and I opened my mouth, welcoming him. He started to thrust and his cock filled my mouth and hit my throat. I looked up at my darling submissive slave that had now turned into my majestic animalistic Master and my heart pounded with desire for him.

He stopped fucking my mouth, removed my dress and pointed to the bed. I laid down and spread my legs wide to invite him inside. He moved on top of me and pinned my hands above my head, then thrusted into me with such force that I screamed. My body was shaking, and as he continued pumping I quickly felt the hot electric wave of utter delight flow through my entire body. He growled as he felt me contracting around him, my juices flowing.

“Turn around,” he commanded.

I flipped over and he grabbed my hips and pulled them upward. I felt the his cock press against my ass, and then push into it. I could feel the tip enter me, and he stopped for a few seconds as I caught my breath to relax and let him in deeper. Slowly, he pushed into me fully as he stretched my ass open.

“Fuck me!” I screamed, and he began pumping harder. I felt like a rag doll as his hands held my hips high and he pounded me into one rolling climax after another.

“Can I please cum now Mistress?” he asked breathlessly.

“Yes!” I screamed. “Fill me!”

He growled harder and began thrusting faster, moaning and gasping until I felt his cock pulsing out the hot massive load he’d been building up all day. He continued to shoot his cum into me as his whole body spasmed with the relief.

He collapsed, exhausted, and laid his head on my ass, caressing my body.

“Thank you Mistress,” he panted.

With a chuckle I replied, “just wait until you see what I have planned for you tomorrow.”

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I finished assembling the new head board and foot board on the king sized bed today. White metal, wide spaces between the bars, perfect for tying someone’s wrists to. I smiled, and went to take a hot bath.

As I lay there soaking, the fragrant bubbles lazily sliding over my skin, I closed my eyes, thinking of you. Your hands; the blunt thick fingers, the clean clipped nails, the calloused palms that can be equally tender and gentle, or rough and savage as I choose.

I visualize your muscular arms and shoulders that bulge and flex as you strain against the loving bonds I place on you. I remember the way your hair gets damp around your face and neck as I push you to the limits of your endurance time and time again with my mouth, my hands, my body. I smile as I recall your hair, soft, thick and full, clutched tightly in my fingers as I pull you to me.

I groan low in my throat as I think of your strong back, so long and smooth, the muscles rippling as I slide the strands of the flogger over you. Knowing how you crave the whip of the leather strips as they caress and wrap around your body, leaving a trail of red streaks.

A little whimper escapes my lips as I picture your firm butt cheeks, the slope of your lower back, the curve of your hip, the skin so soft to the touch. Watching them clench and unclench as I paddle you, mauling the firm muscles as I knead your flesh between strokes. Oh, my pet, how your body delights me.

The sounds you make, the smell of your crotch, the feel of your skin, the taste of your body; all arouse me endlessly. Each session different, reaching new levels of pain, lust, need. To see your body tighten just before you achieve orgasm, to hear your guttural moans and cries, to see you yield to me takes my breath away. My love for you expanding, filling my heart, my soul, as you give yourself to me.

I shudder deliciously in the rapidly cooling water, and rise slowly and begin to towel my body dry. The friction of the soft terrycloth feels wonderful on my heated skin. My breath coming in little pants as I think of you, my beloved pet, and how I will take you tonight.

I put fragrant lotion all over my body, imagining your hands as they caress my skin. I spray perfume lavishly over me, knowing how you love it. Obsession, what a perfect name for the scent you crave, the sweet perfume blended with the smell of my female body.

I slip my feet into the high heels you adore, the red ones, with the 4 inch heels. My toenails are a rich ruby color. I slither into the white satin nightgown, letting it drop over my shoulders, the material skimming barely down to my thighs. I fluff my hair, smiling in the mirror as I go to make a drink and wait for your arrival.

You come into the living room and remove your clothing. I am sitting on the couch, Bycasino watching you, and you quickly kneel in front of me, kissing the tops of my feet adoringly. I shiver at the touch of your soft warm lips.

“Good Evening, my Mistress,” you say softly as you continue to kiss and lick my feet and ankles.

I stroke the back of your head. “I am well, my pet. It is good to see you, my love.”

Your hand encircles my slim ankle, and you lean back on your heels, and lift my foot to your mouth. “May I remove your shoe, Ma’am?” you ask.

“Yes, you may, pet,” I reply.

Your strong hands slide the shoe off, and you caress my foot slowly, running your fingers around the arch, up the ankle, and down the top. “Please allow me to worship your beautiful feet, Ma’am.”

I nod as I gaze into your eyes, seeing your need for me shimmering in them. You slide the other shoe off, and lift my right foot to your mouth, and begin sucking on each toe individually. I lean back on the couch, watching you. You move to the other foot, bathing my toes with your soft loving mouth. I try hard to supress a groan of pleasure, with little success.

I see you smile against my foot as you continue your lavish attention to every inch of it. That’s what is so good between us. The mutual pleasure, the giving and taking of our bodies and hearts and minds. Knowing just what spots to touch, to caress, to lick, the perfect ways to drive the other to heaven and back.

“You may move up higher now, pet,” I whisper.

You obediently begin to lick and lave my calf with your velvety tongue. My legs part seemingly of their own volition, and you slowly work your way up my long silky thighs. Your hands slide up them, and you push gently, opening me up more. “Please, Mistress, may I taste you tonight?”

I shiver delicately, loving hearing you ask for permission, and I simply tilt my hips up, a silent granting of your wish. You lower your head, and I feel your warm breath whispering across my smoothly shaven lips. My arms lift to drape across the back of the couch, my hands clenching it tight, and you begin once again to devote yourself to my pleasure.

Spreading the puffy lips apart, your tongue slowly laps across my throbbing clit, making me gasp. You begin a series of long, flat tongued licks, from the bottom of my pussy to the top. Your quiet moans are like music to my ears, telling me how much you love doing this for me, to me.

Your tongue spears into my silky folds, attempting to penetrate me as deep as you can. My hips rock gently as you drive me higher and higher, pushing me closer to orgasm with your expert mouth. “Put your fingers in me, pet,” I mutter hoarsely.

Two thick fingers slip into me, almost lifting me off the couch. You turn them and begin pressing against that magic spot deep inside me, and your Bycasino giriş mouth latches onto my swollen clit. Your tongue swirls around it slowly at first, then faster as you begin to suck it at the same time.

I feel the familiar sensation of my body expanding, then contracting as the explosion claims me. You ride me, prolonging the shuddering aftershocks. I whimper over and over as you lick me, lapping up the creamy juices brought on by the powerful orgasm.

You kiss my pussy almost reverently, and I clutch your hair and pull you up for a ferocious deep kiss, tasting my own sweetness on your mouth and tongue. My hand strokes your cheek as the kiss gentles, and I quiver in your arms.

We look into each others eyes, and I see your very soul there. I stand and hold my hand out to you, “Come with me, dear.”

You follow me into the bedroom, and I instruct you to lay on the bed on your back. You climb into the middle, and stretch out, your arms and legs extended. I wrap the padded leather cuffs to your wrists and ankles, then snap them to the rings on the bed frame. God, pet, I love to see you this way. Your hard body naked, your cock rigid and hard, your nipples puckered and erect, your chest rising and falling rapidly. I can feel your lust.

I take a soft leather collar from the nightstand, and some nipple clamps attached to a long chain. I straddle your waist, and place the collar around your neck. I hook the chain to a loop in the front, and run the nipple clamps down. I lean down and lick and suck each one, then attach the clamps. Your sweet groans are just what I love to hear, pet.

I thread my fingers through your thick chest hair, pulling it now and then. I lazily drag my nails down your body, loving the way you shudder as I do. I tickle your belly button briefly, then move lower to dance my fingertips across your hipbones. My, how you quiver, my love.

I can see your muscles beginning to strain as you pull on the restraints. Knowing how you love that feeling; trapped, at my mercy, your body mine. I reach into the drawer again, removing a butt plug and some lubricant.

I lay them on the bed, and put my hands behind your knees, pushing up and out. “Open for me,” I murmur. You obediently lift your legs more, spreading them wider apart, tilting your hips up, exposing your little pucker.

I reach for the slick gel, and put a big drop on my finger. I slide it over your little asshole, coating you. Reaching for the plug, I spread your cheeks a bit with one hand, and slide it in with the other. I love the way you clench around it, and I pull it in and out a few times, watching you cling to it.

I nestle it firmly inside you, and nuzzle my face in your crotch. God, I love the way you smell, pet. Musky, fresh, clean, and so male. I get up from the bed, standing beside Bycasino deneme bonusu it, looking down at you. I reach for the flogger hanging on the wall, seeing your eyes following my every move. Your legs are still open wide apart, knees lifted up, exposed, vulnerable. That you trust me in this position means the world to me.

I tease you at first, trailing the silky strands up and down your thighs and chest. I nudge the nipple clamps, loving the sounds you make as I do. I know how much you love the pleasure/pain coursing through your body right now, don’t you, pet?

I begin to lash the strips across your body lightly, letting them just kiss your flesh. They curl around your cock and balls, and I watch you surge up towards them. “That’s it, love, reach for them,” I croon. Your sweet little whimpers make me shiver all over.

But I know you need more. I start to whip you harder, more frequently. Red stripes begin to appear on your skin. Your cock is so rigid, almost purple, with precum oozing from the tip freely. I stop for a moment, running my fingertip across the tip. Your gasp is gratifying.

I slide my finger across your lips, then my own, so we can taste you. Nectar, my love. I slip that same finger into my pussy, coating it, then give it to you to suck. Your eyes close as you suckle, your velvety tongue swirling around it. I feel a tugging sensation deep inside me. I pull my finger out, and straddle your hips, pushing your legs down.

Sitting on you, your iron cock under me, I slowly rock my hips against you. It separates my lips, settling against my clit. It’s my turn to groan this time. I reach for the nipple clamps, tugging on them easily. You cry out, and I know they have been on long enough. “Ready for them to come off now, pet?”

You suck in a deep breath, and huskily say, “Yes, Ma’am.” We both know it’s the removal of the clamps that brings the most exquisite pain. I unclip them, and the blood rushes back into your nipples. Your guttural groan reaches deep inside me somehow, making my body clench. I have to have you, pet, NOW.

I reach between us, and with one push your cock sinks into me. You shove your hips up, almost lifting me off the bed. You are imbedded in me, and yet I can’t get you inside me deep enough. I push down hard, wanting more, all of you in me. I spread my lips apart with one hand and furiously rub my throbbing clit with the other. You fuck me.

The orgasm when it comes is violent, my whole body shaking as I cry out. As my pussy clamps down on you tight, I see your arms pulling on the bonds, the muscles straining. I feel you start to pump into me, your head thrown back, mouth open, a harsh groan ripped from your throat.

I collapse on your chest, breathing heavily, feeling my heart thundering in my chest. We tremble together, and I reach up and undo the wrist cuffs, and reach down and remove the butt plug. Your arms enfold me in a bone crushing hug. I kiss your beloved face, gentle little kisses all over. As we lay together on the bed, I feel the silken bonds of our hearts strengthening. I love you, my pet.

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It all began in New England the summer of 1999. It was three in the morning the sunrise was just starting to peak through the window, a slight breeze was ruffling the curtains in Leann’s room. She laid there so peaceful, she could smell the ocean breeze fill the room. She opened her eyes and slightly yawned, stretching her arms to meet the day. She laid there a few seconds before she sat up. Her blonde hair falling down into her eyes as she sat on the edge of her bed. She looked out the window and saw that it was going to be another beautiful day out. She could feel the breeze hit her face moving her lush blonde hair away from her eyes. She lazily got up and walked over to the mirror, looking at her sandy blonde hair, it’s time for a change she thought. She looked at her hazel eyes and thought about getting contacts to change her eye color. She sighed, why do that she thought to herself everyone always tells her how they love her eyes, she grinned at herself as she looked at her lips. My, my Leann she said to herself aren’t you a little devil. You got the courage to finally get your lips tatted so now you have lips. She looked at her figure and was not really pleased with it but she always got compliments. She was really not happy with herself at all. Well, she thought remembering she had bought hair color to dye her hair. Why not she thought. She went into the bathroom and opened the medicine cabinet where she had put the boxes of dye for her hair. She carefully read the instructions then proceeded to dye her hair. The color she had chosen was coral reef. It only took forty-five minutes to dye. She wouldn’t miss her daily walk she thought to herself. While she waited for her hair to process she turned on the radio to listen to some rock’n roll music. She started making her bed, then coffee and went to read the newspaper. There was an article that caught her eye. An Undertaker whose name is being withheld at this time has bought the Reeses Estate. Leann had been the Reeses caregiver and housekeeper for the past four years, till their passing. She knew the beauty of the estate. There was a piece of land that went out into the sea with an old lighthouse still standing and well maintained.

She often went there herself for peace and serenity. She wondered if this wrestler whoever he was would keep the estate original. Probably not she thought, the owner is a man after all. Leann lived in a small two bedroom house on four acres that adjoined the property. The Reeses left her this property, they adored her and for taking care of them they also left everything in the house to her. It was used as a guest house at one time but now she owned and lived in it. The property was kept immaculate. The house itself was actually pretty big but the Reeses called it the small house due to the fact the mansion was huge in comparison. The property that came with the small house was breath taking. It had a large pool with Greek statues put in their proper places, a hot tub sunken in the ground with a beautiful wisteria tree growing a couple of feet away and a sunken Japanese garden filled with flowers and a pond with koe in it. On the furthest part of the four acres on the East side was a man made waterfall. Both properties had beach front property. The Reeses left her quit a bit of money also. She did not have to work if she didn’t want too. She knew the selling of the property would give her more money then she really wanted but the Reeses had stated in their will that when the house sold she would get ten percent of the selling price. She thought to herself, well I hope he’s a nice neighbor if Bycasino anything else. She looked over at the time and realized she had to rinse and wash her hair. She did so right away then got dressed in her black spandex shorts and top and went for her walk along the beach as she did every morning when the weather permitted. The beach extended along both properties. She always went bare footed to feel the sand in between her toes.

Days later she went for her morning walk has she always did. Walking along the beach at sunrise feeling the sand between her toes when she looked up and to her surprise she saw several trucks and cars up at the mansion, before she could get her thoughts together she heard a bark. She looked over and from out of no where came a german shepard making a direct path for her in a dead run. In a panic she ran into the water and swam a little ways out. She turned around to find the dog standing at the beaches edge barking and growling at her. She was terrified at this point. Man, just what I need she thought, a man who owns a killer dog to be my neighbor. She didn’t noticed but someone looked out the window to see why the dog was barking at. Where the hell is the owner she thought. When all of a sudden she noticed a figure coming out of the mansion and making a beeline for the beach.

He was colossal she thought as he got closer she noticed his long auburn hair, he was wearing a blue sleeveless shirt and jeans. Oh my God, she gasped has she noticed his tattoos. God, I got a biker for a neighbor she thought isn’t that just great, but wait he is suppose to be an Undertaker. He finally made it to the beach and noticed her in the water. In a stern deep voice he ordered the dog to go home as he pointed towards the mansion, the dog obeyed. She swam back for shore. As she walked up to the beach this huge man stood before her? She felt a little nervous by his size after all she was only 5’3″ and he was a good 6’8″ or better. She felt very overwhelmed. He smiled at her and in a soft and gentle voice he said,”Good morning, sorry you had to meet Max that way.” Leann looking up at him not knowing wether or not to speak to him and in a shivering voice she replied,” no harm done after all that is what a dog is suppose to do.” The wind started to pick up, she stood there shivering. He noticed that she was cold. “Oh, you poor thing,” he said warmheartedly. I am really sorry about Max chasing you into the water. She grinned at him. You must be Leann she smiled. Yes, I am, how did you know? She looked at him puzzled. When I bought the property the Realtor told me about you and that the Reeses had left you property adjoining to mine he smiled. He noticed her lips where turning purple from the cold.

Oh, forgive me, you must be cold. Come, I have coffee on that should warm you up he said softly as not to frighten her more then what she already was. She hesitated for a moment, sure why not her voice low and shaky at best. Well, you know who I am but who are you? She asked as they started walking towards the mansion. You sure don’t like like any Undertaker I’ve ever seen. He looked at her surprised. You don’t know who I am? She looked up at him and noticed his surprised look. No, should I? Well, I guess not if you don’t watch wrestling he smiled. Lets start over from the beginning shall we he chuckled. She gave him a puzzled looked and smiled. Hi my name is Mark and I am your new neighbor he stated with humor in his voice. She started to look around remembering Max and sure enough, Max came running. She gasped and started to move behind him. He barked Bycasino giriş out an order for Max to stop and sit. He looked behind him and noticed her clutching his shirt tightly shaking from cold and fear. She looked up at him with fear in her eyes. He gently smiled at her, don’t worry I won’t let him harm you he paused, after he gets to know you, he’ll be a big teddy bear to you. He gently reached behind and put his arm around her shoulder and assured her that it was okay and guides her to his side and opens the door to the entrance of the mansion.

Once inside she notices that the Reeses furnishing are still covered up but have been moved into the large sitting room. She looks up at him in confusion. May I, she asked leery, pointing into the sitting room. Overwhelmed by her thoughts of her time in the mansion, she felt her spine quiver. Yes, go ahead, I understand he grinned at her with compassion. Thank you, Sir Mark, she spoke softly. I will bring you a cup of coffee. Take anything in it? He waits for her response. Cream and two teaspoons sugar, if you please. She heads for the sitting room and starts to uncover the furniture, paintings, etc., she takes one of the covers and wraps herself up. Its been three months since their death and still she feels the pain of loss. She then uncovers the grand piano. Memories came rushing back. She didn’t notice that she was being observed from the doorway. She sat down on the piano bench and started playing Nights In White Satin. The music filled the house. She started to sing, she was in her own little world for a while. Remembering the many hours her and the Reeses would gather around the piano. She was startled by a movement that caught the corner of her eye. She stopped playing and looked over. It was Mark with two cups of coffee. All of a sudden she heard applauding she turned towards the doorway and saw four immense men smiling and clapping. She quickly became embarrassed. Mark handed her a cup of coffee. You play beautifully and your voice is so delightful.

He gazed at her and smiled. She looked up still blushing. Thank you, Sir Mark. I would like you to meet my friends before they leave, he looks over at them. Each one steps into the room. She’s never watched wrestling men, so she doesn’t know who you are, he smirked at them. Each took a turn introducing himself. “My name is Steve Austin,” he said with a smiles. The next one starts to speak. Just call me Mick. “You play with such feeling. I really enjoyed hearing you. I hope I get the honor to hear you again,” he smiled at her. Leann started to blush even more. Another man stepped forward. “Hi, my name is Brad,” I portray the Acolytes, The Ministry. Her eyes got wide and in a surprising voice, you portray what? The men started to laugh. Leann looking at their reaction to her question. She half heartily grinned at them. It’s a gimmick we portray in wrestling he chuckled. Oh she grinned slightly. She started to feel silly for asking and Mark noticed her feeling uncomfortable, he leaned down and said,” don’t worry about it.” The fourth man stepped forward. “Hi, I am Paul,” I play Big Show cause of my size he smiled. Gentlemen, Mark spoke up, “I would like you to meet my neighbor, Miss Leann Haven,” he smiled. Leann still sitting on the bench looked at all of them and said,” nice meeting you all.” She took a sip of her coffee has did Mark.

They started to sit down on the furnishings. “So you have never watched wrestling,” Steve grins. Leann looked at him, only when I flip through the channels, I stopped watching when Andrea the Giant passed away. Bycasino deneme bonusu “So you use to watch it,” Mark stared at her. She noticed his sea green eyes intensely on her. “Then you know of whom I portray,” Mark waited for a response. Not really, she said softly. My hair was shorter then and I wore black and gray back then. “Oh, okay I remember,” she giggled. “What’s so funny,” Brad asked looking at her in wonder. “Nothing!” She smirked. “Come on you can tell us,” Paul said. She looked at all five men. “Okay promise you won’t get mad,” she grinned unsure if she should say anything. They looked at her intensely and all agreed not to get mad. “Well, have you ever went to a pet store and seen the most fugliest dog that you thought was cute?” They looked at each other and shook their heads yes. “Well,” she piped up. “That’s what I thought about the Undertaker when I first saw you,” pointing at Mark. There was silence at first. Mark looked quite surprised and yet he didn’t. The looked at each other then her, then at Mark and back to her. Mark started to laugh and the rest joined in. She was almost ready to die if they hadn’t started to laugh. At least your honest, Mark chuckled. “Yeah, but I have to say Mick is fuglier,” Steve added. Leann started to laugh. Has they sat there she thought to herself, these aren’t bad guys after all. She sipped her coffee.

You’re probably wondering why I have moved a lot of the furnishings in here Mark looking for her reaction. She looked at him and shook her head yes. I am thinking about selling them to make room for my things. She grinches at the thought. Mark got his reaction and the others noticed too. What could she say after all it was now his to do what he wanted. A somber look came over her face. She slightly bowed her head and her eyes meant the floor. A silence came over the room. Mark never taking his eyes off her. I thought about selling the piano but after hearing you play and sing I may decide to keep it. If you will do me the honor and come over and play once in a while. Mark waiting for her to reply. She looked up and smiled at Mark. Gladly, whenever you like, her voice wanting to burst for joy. Her eyes twinkled at the thought that Sir Mark was going to keep the grand piano. The men all smiled.

“Well, I have to get going,” Mick started getting up off the chair and the others followed suite. “We’ll see ourselves out. Nice to have meant you, hope we can hear you play again real soon,” Mick smiled at her. The four men got up and left leaving Mark and Leann alone. She was somewhat intimidated by this thought. For she did not know this man. It saddens you that I am selling the furnishings, doesn’t it? Mark asked. Yes, it does but it is yours to do with as you like she gazed at him. If you would like any of it please by all means take what you like. He tells her in a gentle soft spoken voice. She smiles at him. I mean it. I know how much the Reeses meant to you. Her eyes sadden a little. Thank you, Sir Mark. She thought how sensitive he is. Please call me Mark drop the Sir part. “Oh, I cannot do that,” she exclaimed. Mark realized then she was a proper lady. She looked at the time. “I really should be going,” she smiled. She started to unwrap herself from the cover. Mark watching her every move. She handed the cover to him. “Thanks for the coffee,” her voice somewhat unsteady. She turned and started to walk towards the door when she remembered the dog. She turned back around to find Mark who was already standing behind her. Her head went back and looked up at him. “I will walk you home if you don’t mind after all we don’t want Max chasing you down,” he laughed. “Oh, why not,” she started to giggle. “You can protect me from your killer dog.” “I promise when I get back I will leash Max up till his yard is completed,” He looked down at her and gave her a gentle smile.

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My Last Night of Freedom Ch. 02

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She unlocked the cage and ordered me out. Behind Domina stood a white, skinny, haggard looking woman. She stood a shade over 5 foot tall, and might have weighed 90 pounds soaking wet. Her skin wore the same welts as mine did, along with a smooth steel collar. From the collar dangled an “O” ring.

The slaves belly shown that it had been full of baby before. The stretch marks looked fresh, as did the excess skin.

“This bitch brought me to orgasm three times.” Domina pointed to the naked 22 year old behind her. “You didn’t get me anywhere near close!” She stared down at me, then turned to face the woman.

“Even a slave woman deserves to have power over a man. I name you Alpha for now. He belongs to me, but you will use him to put white babies in your belly. You will happily put each up for adoption to nice Christian couples, for the usual fee to the couple.

“Yes Goddess” The female blonde said, kneeling on the cement floor.. Her long wavy red hair almost reached her waist.

“Before you take his cum in you, you must teach him how to eat my honeypot properly!” Domina enunciated the last word heavily.

“Yes Goddess.”

“Good! There is clean water from the washing sink next to the washer. I am locking you both in the basement till I get home. Boy! You had better know how to eat a pussy by the time I get home!” She said as she walked up the stairs.

I heard the basement door lock. There were no windows down there. Just a couple of hanging bulbs for light.

The Goddesses property said nothing for 10 minutes. We waited till we thought she was gone, before either of us spoke. I looked over the other slave completely, as she did me. I thought her pretty for a skinny ginger. Her B cups were pale with small, light pink nipples.

“New huh?” She asked. I nodded. “Well I’m not new to this, so listen close. You will eat my slave cunt till you are hard. You will breed me, and we start over. If I am not pregnant in three weeks, I will be put on the street, fucking strangers. If you disobey, Goddess says I can beat you. Best get me having orgasms. Get to work!”

I knelt between her legs, and began what I thought I knew to be cunnilingus. It took an hour of instruction from Alpha before I had her moaning. We found a piece of carpet and set it on the floor so I could lay down. Alpha lied. I didn’t get to breed her, she just rode my face and doused me in her orgasm juices. Orgasm after orgasm. She finally collapsed from exhaustion.

“Okay…put a baby in my belly.” She said tiredly. She put her ass in the air from all fours.

“You may hold my hips, but that is all. I’m not your girlfriend, I hate younger guys. Hurry up and get this over with!”

“Yes Alpha.”

For such a small young woman, she was quite loose. I imagined that her former Master must have stretched out her goods on purpose. Maybe he put his fist into her. That was a thing right? Still, it barely had any effect on my stamina.

I lost my load in about 10 minutes. I tried to hide it, so that I could look at her ass more, and keeps my hands on her smooth skin. It didn’t work, a slave like her knows when she is being filled.

“You are done, get off of me slave!” She shouted.

I backed away from her and sat down. She lowered her head to the swath of carpet and let gravity help my seed find an egg.

“Get us some water.” She ordered. I found a plastic cup next to the washing sink. I smelled it to make sure it had not been used for soap or bleach before filling it with water. I was about to take a deep drink when I heard Alpha clear her throat. I walked to where she was and handed her the cup.

She drank the entire thing down and asked for another. And then another, and then a forth cup. Finally after the fifth she let me have a drink. I raised my hand after I finished two 16 ounce cups.

“Speak.” Alpha said from the floor, still in the breeding position.

“Did Domina, tell you if there is a bathroom down here?”

“Yes. She showed me where it is. But we aren’t allowed to use it.”

“So wha…” I began.

“If we have to piss, you use the wash sink, I use the cup to gauge the clarity of my piss, if good, I use you., Goddess has me drinking a ton of water, to flush out the poisons, that way you can be a proper piss pot. By the way, I have a feeling you will only be drinking from our bladders, so you may want to drink more cold stuff.” She paused. “Oh and we are not allowed to shit till she gets home. We’re both fucked on that one.”

I sat on the floor near Alpha. After a time she had me clean the excess cum from her cunt and sat in front of me. We sat quietly, naked on the floor for a while. Then she just exploded verbally.

“My last Master told me about Karen…er I mean Goddess. She believes in Black superiority.” Alpha reached into a cabinet that sat under the stairs as she spoke. She came back with a 12 pack of warm beer, a pack of cigarettes and an ashtray. She cracked two beers and handed me one. Then lit two smokes and handed Tipobet me one. She placed the ashtray between us.

“It’s a good bet that we will be serving black people exclusively. You ever been fucked in your boy cunt?” She asked. I shook my head “no”, slowly. She nodded and took a small sip of beer.

“Guaranteed that next party she has, we will be the main course. You are going to be wrecked. Master told me she used to call over the dudes with huge dicks to fuck her in front of the husband. Then they took turns on the husband.” She took a draw off the cig.

“Goddess said that until I come up prego, I only have to suck the cocks of, and eat the superior black cum from the men, and then dine on a buffet of black honey pots.” She seemed distant from the words she spoke. She gazed at the light bulb. Then she shook her head violently.

“She asked you to put a baby in her right?” Alpha asked.

“Yes Alpha!”

“Don’t buy it. She is already pregnant from her black fiancee. He has no idea what he is walking into, well, according to my old Master.” She took a long swig of the cheap beer. “Then again, some Masters say she just used him for his seed…Guess we will have a cock view seat!” Alpha said and attempted a smile.

“What was your name before you were enslaved?” Alpha asked, taking a hard left turn to change the subject.

“William, but most called me Billy.” I answered.

“Well Billy, we are paying reparations. We are slaves to the African-American race. Be prepared for constant pain. At least until you can find your slave space, where everything seems to drift away.” She said and then pointed at the red plastic cup.

I grabbed it and turned on the faucet of the wash sink.

“No, I need to piss, and need to see if it is safe for you to drink.” She said. I handed her the cup, and she placed it under her vagina. She pissed till it was half full, and then stopped. She pulled the cup to her nose, smelled it, looked at the liquid then tasted it.

“Looks like we are good to go!” She handed me the cup. “Drink it all, then lay down.”

She may have been satisfied with the smell and taste, but I thought it still very piss like. I held my breath and chugged the warm liquid. When I was finished I lay on my back.

Alpha sat on my face with my mouth wide open and began to water her subordinate. I swallowed, as fast as I could. There was no time to taste anything. It was, swallow or drown.

I licked Alpha’s honey hole clean, then felt a heavy belch rising. I silently let go of the trapped air, now tasting Alpha’s piss. It was not that bad. A little sweet even. Alpha stayed where she was and let me please her.

I had learned quite a bit that morning, Alpha seemed to be a good teacher. As I nosed her clit, and tongued her deep, I felt her start to shudder. She came once again.

She let me wash my face, and handed me another beer. We also smoked again. I raised my hand.

“Yeah?”

“Why are we allowed to drink and smoke?” I asked. Alpha thought for a minute, then said:

“I think she means for us to become alcoholics. People will do almost anything when they are drunk. Also, having us addicted, will make it easier for her to control us. Most slave owners in the sex trade use heroin. Be thankful our owner is a fan of water sports, we get beer.” She smiled.

I raised my hand again.

“Just speak freely, we are alone. Standing order, if we are alone you can just talk! Okay?”

“What was your name?”

“Johanna.”

“Do you have to drink her piss?”

“Most likely, haven’t yet. If she is as fucked up as I have heard she is, she will piss into me, and then I piss into you.” She lowered head looking at the can she held in her hand.

“Human Centipede”. I said flatly. “The one in the back died first.”

“But that was due to infection.” She claimed.

“How can a body fight infection with what was happening?” I asked.

“You like that movie?!” Her voice climbed a few notes.

“Yeah I did. It was original, it was horrifying. Now I am going to live it.”

“It’s clear piss, not…ugh!” She took a long draw of warm beer to wash the imaginary taste from her mouth. “Com’on, fuck me, I need you to get me prego ASAP.” She set her beer down and put out the smoke. She got onto all fours then lowered her arms and head.

I had no issue with this part of my slavery at all.

By the time Domina arrived home we were pretty drunk and had talked all day. We both needed to shit pretty badly, but had followed orders. Talking kept us from focusing on our plight. Johanna and I had become friends of sorts in just that one day.

As soon as we heard the basement door unlock, we both went into “present” stance. On our knees with legs spread 90 degrees, sitting on our ankles, heads up, eyes down, and hands laying palm up on our knees.

Her heavy footfalls told us she was still wearing her heels. As she turned to face us I stopped breathing. I was thinking of everything Johanna had Tipobet Giriş told me over the day. I hoped some of it was rumor.

“Well he did his job I see. Bitch, you got cum leaking outta your cunt. That shit can’t go to waste. Boy clean her up…NOW!” She ordered. I slid my head under Alpha Johanna and she raised up so I could clean her.

“How many times did you breed bitch?”

“Four times Goddess, the boy just finished the forth time when you arrived home or else the bitch’s cunt would have been clean Goddess!”

“So you say. Hurry up boy, I want dinner. We are going out. When you are clean bitch you share a shower with him and dress in the clothes I bought you today. You both are allowed to shit when you get to the bathroom.” Domina said.

Johanna waited till Domina closed the door, then whispered: “Just get the outside and my legs, I need to drop a deuce!” I obliged. Eating my own cum for the 7th or 8th time. We then sped up the stairs, through the house and to the upstairs bathroom. She got the toilet first, as I made the water a decent temperature, and got towels.

I started to close the bathroom door out of habit, Johanna looked at me with wide eyes and shook her head. When Johanna was done I noticed she hadn’t sat on the seat. I began to put it down and she shook her head again. So I sat on the somewhat warm bowl where my Alpha’s legs had been and finally relieved myself.

We washed each other in the shower. Then as per Domina, we shaved off every hair we had below our noses. Getting my ass crack shaved by a woman was scary, and strangely arousing.

The water had gone cold by the time we finished and I was about to climb out when Alpha Johanna pulled me back and kissed me. It started simple, but soon our tongues were wrestling and we held each other in the cold water.

“We are in this together William. Together.” She whispered in my ear.

Humiliation was Domina’s game tonight.

For me, short shorts that looked to be spandex, no underwear, and a T-shirt that was a size too small. A pair of my trainers were there, no socks. A leather collar with a lock, and a tag hung from the “O” ring on it. “Property of Karen J.” There was a rubber strip with three snaps on it, and a butt plug with a tube of lube next to it.

Alpha got a skirt so short that the bottom of her ass was visible while standing. If she bent she might as well have been naked. Her top was straight out of the 80’s. A tube top, white, with no bra. She already had a permanent collar with a tag. She also had a butt plug and a tube of lube.

Not knowing where Domina was, I pointed to the rubber strip. Alpha nodded, grabbed it, got on her knees and put it around my cock and behind my balls. This made my package protrude out, and swell slightly. My plug was small compared to Alpha’s, yet, she had no issue getting hers in, I hissed and whimpered as I put mine in. I dressed in what I was given after getting the plug inside me. Alpha locked on my thick collar and we were ready.

Domina looked us over in the living room.

“I have me a couple of pretty white slaves. Damn!” She smiled. “Boy, you are driving. These are the keys to the BMW, Bring it out of the garage and open the door for me. Bitch you up front with the boy.”

I took the keys from Domina, and headed for the garage. I had no idea that Karen and Kenny had a BMW. But there it was. A beautiful 5 series. Tinted windows, automatic, and the latest on board computer. Shit! It had launch mode and racing mode. I carefully pulled the car up front. Got out, and opened the back passenger door for Domina. She sat down and I gently closed the door. I then opened the front door for Alpha.

As she was facing away from Domina she flashed me a kiss. She sat and I closed that door. I walked around the front of the car, and got into the drivers seat. As soon as I had my seat belt on, Domina gave me turn by turn instructions.

“We are going to a dinner in my honor! Believe that?” Domina said as we raced down a state highway. “The Company, well the black contingent, voted me business woman of the year!”

We were not allowed to speak, so we could not congratulate her. We both nodded.

“You will see some other fine white slaves while we are there. If you get a hint on a good female, wearing a blue ribbon on her neck, you point her out to me. Understand?”

“Yes Goddess!” We said together.

“Blue ribbon means she’s up for auction, and I mean to breed me a ton of whites! Boy I mean it! Something get that little dick hard, you point it out to me, and I will deliver that vagina onto you!”

“Yes Domina.”

” I get a 20k discount on any one slave at auction tonight! Bitch you may end up losing Alpha, may give it to the boy. Turn left here boy!”

I pulled onto a gravel road that led to a well lit area in the middle of no where. We were miles outside of the city. As I drove down the gravel road I suddenly had bright lights shone at me.

“Stop the car boy and lower my window.” Tipobet Güncel Giriş Domina ordered. I did what was asked.

Two Sheriffs deputies walked up to the car. They were both black, and had their hands on their guns. One tapped my window. I looked back at Domina worried. She just nodded. I lowered the window.

“Who are you driving?” The deputy asked me.

“Goddess Karen Jackson.” I said.

The other deputy kissed my Owners hand through the open window, and we were waved through.

“We have the best security.” Domina said offhandedly as I closed our windows. I was waved by a female slave to a parking spot near the front. Here was a massive barn. Inside music was blaring. It sounded live. It was Rhythm and Blues, I was sure of it. I felt a little excitement. I love great bands.

I got out and opened Alpha’s door first, so she would act as security, as I got Domina out. A short rotund, fireplug of a man ran up to us.

“Karen!” The man hugged our owner. I looked around. Other then the parking slave, we were the only white people outside.

“Come come come! Oh your slaves have to strip, no clothing allowed.” The short man said.

“Strip! Leave the clothes in the car!” Domina said. Domina walked ahead with the short man. We stripped and left our clothes on the passenger seat.

“Gee and she spent money on us today, bet she’s pissed.” Johanna whispered.

“She still wins, humiliation achieved.” I whispered back.

“Hope there is booze in there. I will hold our smokes. That is if we are allowed. Fuck, they are at the door already, lock the car!” Johanna and I ran naked up the dirt path to catch up with our owner.

The short man looked at Alpha’s hand, holding the cigarettes.

“What do you allow your slaves?” He asked.

“Cigs and beer. Beer is very important Kevin!” Our owner said. A naked guy, 40 something with a sharpie put a C and a B on our chests.

We walked into a massive party. A guy my age walked up to us as Domina walked off with Kevin. The music was loud here. The man was trying to yell over the music

“Slave section is outside the barn in the back! Um, your owner is cool so you can be in the open area, there is a bar there! Just go all the way back, toward the red light in the back! The door will open into a cage! The Alpha will let you out and you can hang with other slaves allowed cigs and beer! If you run out of smokes, just suck off an Alpha!” He said over the loud band. He laughed. “Kidding! There are plenty of smokes, even weed!”

If I am honest I was disappointed I couldn’t stay with Domina and watch the band. I felt Johanna grab my hand and begin to pull me toward the red light bulb over a door. She was almost skipping. She was smiling from ear to ear.

She leaned into me as we walked.

“Our first date outside!” She giggled. She pulled me faster toward the door. As soon as we were through the door she thrust her tits out for the 30 something Alpha to see, and he let us out of the cage. She never let go of my hand till we got to the bar and had a bottle of cold cheap beer in our grip.

We drank and drank. We talked to other slaves of all shapes and sizes, even to some of those in the cage.

After a while we snuck off to a shadowed part of the yard (which also had a fence…no escaping ever!) and made out for a while. I felt myself falling for Johanna. She saw it in my eyes and sat up.

“We as slaves can’t have love. You are going to see me fucked by strangers everyday William. Every hole I have will taste like another man.” She was beginning to cry.

“But no other man will have your heart or passion.” I felt tears welling up in my eyes as well.

“It will be taxing on our very souls!” She hitched.

“Slavery isn’t?” I responded, it garnered me a weak laugh and we went back to kissing.

“BOY AND BITCH JACKSON YOU ARE TO REPORT TO THE DOOR!!” Came over a speaker.

I helped Johanna up and we dusted off our legs. We walked to the cage entrance, and were let back into the cage, and then into the barn.

“Should have had more beer.” I said.

“I think we spent our free time wisely baby.” She said.

The band was no longer playing. We were escorted onto a stage behind a curtain.

“You go to “standing inspection” stance here, female, the same over here.” A naked woman pointed to two places on the stage with masking tape, taped to the floor by an “X”.

We both took our places and put our hands behind our head. We spread our legs slightly. Then we heard our owner. She was seated in a chair behind and in between us.

“Just feel free to speak on how you opened your fifth business. He will ask you softball questions, relax, you got this!” Kevin told her.

“LADIES AND GENTLEMEN THE WOMAN OF THE YEAR…KAREN J!”

Applause roared through the barn.

The band began to play “Respect” by Aretha Franklin. The curtain opened and lights were all pointed at us and our owner. The Masters and Mistresses clapped and sang along.

A tall handsome man came out onto the stage as the song ended. I lost sight of him as he went behind me. I held still, trying to be a good slave.

“So Karen! You opened another strip club after selling off your newest male’s property. How is that coming?” The host asked.

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