After staring at His picture for what seemed like hours and missing Him it was all I could do to wait until I could
get the kids to bed and go into the confines of my own private rooms. My hand
had already found its way to caressing over my right breast through the pale
pink blouse. The seconds seemed to go on forever as I waited till 9 P.M. Then
finally it was there at the top of the hour and I almost raced to my bed. I
didn’t turn on one single light as I stepped into the bedroom. The bed covered
in the freshly washed sheets seemed so very inviting. The light filtering in
from the streets outside gave a soft glow to everything. Shadows danced on the
walls in places I had never seen, so that the room appears almost magical.
Slowly my fingers worked at the buttons of the pale pink blouse, yet my mind
was picturing Him. I could see the way His mouth curved up slightly as I let
out a soft moan and imagined those lips wrapped tightly around my nipple. I
could feel His hands on each breast, kneading, twisting and caressing. My
nipples hardened instantly and ached for His touch. My need was for Him and yet
tonight He was miles away from me.
I glanced at the bed and smiled as the soft glow made it so inviting, yet I
turned and walked towards the window. My hand moving down over my stomach till
it reached the button of my jeans. I popped it open with ease then let my
fingers slide to the zipper and ease it lower. Pushing my hands into the sides
of my jeans and with a few little wiggles they slide down over the curve of my
hips and continued down to puddle at my feet as I stepped out of them.
The street light shone right into the window where I was standing. Looking down
at the pale skin of my body I smiled as my hands slide over the luminescent
skin of my hips and continued up over the pale pink lace thong and still
upwards over the full breasts that were covered by the white bra. Nipples so
hard protruded from the bra as if they were begging to be set free. A soft purr
escaped my lips as my fingers grazed each nipple. My hips swayed a little as my
lashes fell down to my cheeks and I could see Him as if He was standing right
there in front of me.
With my eyes still closed I stepped closer to the window and the chair that sat
in front of it, climbing atop it. Moving to lean against the billowy back,
pressing into the seatback as my thighs fell apart and my hands moved
back to cover each breast as I imagined His hands kneading the flesh. As I
opened my eyes I could see the street with the freshly fallen rain. How the
light made it glisten and sparkle making the entire street seem as though it
was filled with enchantment.
The strap on my left shoulder fell at the same moment my left hand slid under the lacey material to brush against
the warm skin that lay beneath. Fingers moving to grasp that erect nipple and
tug at it, pull and twist it till all that was heard were the soft whimpers of
need escaping my lips. My back arched as I felt that desire growing. God how I
wanted Him and wished He was here now to take me.
Slowly my right hand moved from my
breast. The warmth of my hand was met with the warmth of the skin on my
stomach. Fingers teased and danced along the flesh till they reached the top of
that lace thong. For now, they did not slide in, but instead, they moved down
lower, across the soft mound of flesh and disappearing between wide-open
thighs. Dampness was already beginning to seep through and soak the material.
As the fingers on my left breast squeezed hard all I could think about were His
hands and how they felt against my skin. Another quiet moan filled the night
air as my back arched, sending a trickle of pleasure rolling through my body.
The sensation and movement caused my hips to rock forward sending my already
needy cunt into my right hand. A rather loud and heated moan escaped my lips
and I found that I couldn’t stop myself as I let my fingers slide back up the
front of my thong till they reached the edge then disappear beneath the pale
pink material. I could feel my thighs parting wider as my fingers reached that
soft mound and pushed between those damp folds. At the same moment, the fingers
of my left hand tightened around my nipple, tugging and pulling, twisting hard
and pulling again. Wetness dripped from between those now wet folds and coated
the fingers of my right hand as I called out His name.
Those now damp fingers moved deeper into the folds pushing them apart till I
could feel them slowly circling, slowing teasing that already hard nub of
tender flesh. His face embedded in my mind as if I was looking right at Him.
The fingers of my left hand moved to squeeze my breast hard, harder than I
would have done it, it was as if He was here taking my body as He would any
time He wanted. I was His and He knew this, I knew this. My heart, body, and
soul belonged to Him and this instance was no different. This was for Him.
My need for Him continued to grow as my hips pressed forward. Then it happened,
that hard little nub met with the soft touch of my fingers and I screamed out
His name again. My body knew what to do and lust and desire took over. My
fingers teased and rubbed and pinched at my clit as my left hand squeezed my
left breast harder each time. My body squirmed over the seat, thighs widening
as far as they could go. His name whispered over and over as I continued to
torment that now excited clit. I knew my thong was soaked with the need of Him; my
nipples ached for His touch. Every inch of me was His. I was His dirty little
slut begging without words to be fucked.
Now soaked fingers moved reluctantly from their teasing as they pushed through
the folds and made their way to circle around the hole of my tight cunt before
three fingers pushed inside. Gasping loudly as I was stretched just as He would
have stretched me. I reach over to the bedside table and from the drawer remove
the wonderful glass dildo that my handsome prince purchased just recently for
me. Arching my back as I squirmed, pressing my hips against my hand pushing my glass
dick in deeper and calling out His name again. I almost forgot the teasing and
tormenting of my left breast till my fingers pinched hard on my nipple, I could
almost feel it as if it were His teeth clamping down as His cock slid deeper
inside me. Fucking me!
Over and over again the torment continued as the cool glass cock continued to
slide in and out of my tight and very wet cunt. I moved just enough so that my
thumb could tease at my clit and again I cried out. The empty house filled with
the sounds of His name and the now loud whimpers and moans of heated desire and
need.
A shudder coursed through me as my back arched even more. I didn’t think my thighs could part more but they did send the slick glass toy in deeper as my
body pressed against my hand. Fucking that tight little cunt faster and faster with each moment, my left nipple ached and throbbed from the tugging and pinching. My body shuddered again as the inner walls of my cunt tightened around my fingers. ‘Mmmm yes’ was all I could think as I squirmed and pressed myself into my hand, riding my fingers as I imagined His cock fucking me, making me more and more His.
As I screamed out His name I felt my own release as my body convulsed against the glass cock, soaking the bed, my back arched sending my breast into my hand feeling those fingers squeeze around the flesh as hard as possible sending my hips rocking forward again into my hand making me shudder uncontrollably as I came again in quick succession. Inner walls tightened around glass cock over and over till I couldn’t move.
Almost breathless I lay there. Opening my eyes to look out at the street my body still shuddering as I pulled the toy cock from inside my thong and released the hold my left hand had on my breast I reached for the blanket at the bottom of the window seat and pulled it up over me. Glancing to the bed I sighed. The bed was growing more and more lonely without Him in it. Tonight while laying here still lost in thoughts of Him, my body somewhat satisfied with a need for Him I would sleep. Alone, Yet in my mind, I knew He was thinking of me and I hoped that His body too was trembling still and that His bed was growing just as lonely as mine.
It was fourteen years ago when I first met Bob and Dee. My wife and I were on a trip to South Dakota to met her brother and his wife. We arrived the same day in our motorhomes and Bob and Dee were traveling with them. We kicked around the Black Hills for 2 or 3 days before going our separate ways. I didn’t remember too much about them except that Bob carried a camera with him everywhere he went and I thought he was a nerd. As for Dee, I remember she had big boobs.
Over the years I knew my in-laws had become great friends with Bob and Dee. They did most everything together including camping, vacations and hotwife captions. This past week my sister-in-law called and said they were coming to town and wanted to stay with us for a few days. She said they had Bob and Dee with them.
They arrived on Tuesday and said they planned to stay until Saturday. My wife was at work when they got here and she wasn’t off until about 10 PM then she had to go back the next morning at 6 AM. It was my place to entertain the company.
We have an extra bedroom and I told my SIL that someone could use it instead of all four of them staying in the motorhome. She suggested that Bab and Dee could stay inside with us.
I am a young Senior and Dee is my age while Bob is eleven years older. Our visits the first night were enjoyable and I found Bob wasn’t the nerd I thought he was. Dee still had a nice body and even tho her boobs weren’t big like I remembered they were nice. The rest of her body was nice also. We talked about many different things and I showed my web site I have build. She seemed to be really interested it in. Bob was extra tired from traveling and wanted to turn in about 10:30 so they went to bed before my wife got home.
I always get up with my wife so the next morning I was up at 5 AM. After she left for work I was sitting in the family room at my computer when Dee came in. She walked up and stood beside me saying she would like to see those pictures I was talking about last night. She was still in her robe.
As I clicked on the pictures I wrapped my arm around her legs and kinda held her there, she didn’t seem to mind so I started exploring.
First I run my hand up and down her thigh on the outside of her robe then I let my hand rub over her ass cheeks. Again she didn’t move or try to stop. me so I got a little braver. I ran my hand all the way down to her ankle and as I started back up I went in under the robe. Now my hand was on her bare shin and she sure felt nice. Slowly I worked my way up to her cheeks again where I felt her panties for the first time. I pulled at the legs until my hand was under them cupping her bare ass cheeks.
I knew Bob should still be in bed and the bedroom was in the front of the house. The way my computer sits, we were there with our backs to the family room entrance. I guess he could have walked in on us at any time.
Not a word had been said so I run my hand down letting my fingers trail Thur the crack of her cheeks as I slid my hand between her legs from the rear. She moved a little while spreading her legs for me. I liked the way she was been submissive to my desires.I pushed my hand between her legs and into her wet cunt. It was hard from that angle to get too deep in her so she turned toward me resting her hands on my shoulder, I reached in the front of her panties where I finger fucked her a few minutes before hearing a noise. Bob was up and about. We broke apart right before he walked into the room. She asked me if she could use my wife’s computer to check her email, I said sure.
About an hour later my Sister-in-law wanted to go out for some city shopping so we all loaded in her car. Dee was in the back seat between Bob and I. It was all I could do not to take her in my arms and kiss her while feeling her nice body. We were out and about all day then we met my wife for dinner before going home. Like the night before everyone visited late into the night. After they had all gone to bed I logged on to check my email and this is what I found.
Dear Jack, It has been so long since a man has touched me the way you did and I thank you for it. I didn’t know what I have been missing lately until your fingers entered me and brought me to orgasm. I hope our few days together can be satisfying for both of us. Dee
In bed, I stroked myself before going to sleep.
The next morning I was up early with my wife as she dressed for work. She had just left when Dee came into the room where I was at my computer again. This time she walked up and stood facing me.
“I couldn’t sleep last night while I was thinking about you,” she said smiling.
“I’m sorry,” I responded as I reached under the bottom of her robe again. I moved my hand up her legs and as I got closer to her pussy she started spreading her legs for me. I wasn’t surprised when I felt her and found she didn’t have her panties on. She took my fingers like any Slut Wife should do then she bent over and lightly kissed my lips saying, “I wish we could find a way to fuck while I am here.”
“I wish we could too but I don’t know-how with everyone here.”
We don’t have to worry about Bob, it’s your Brother and Sis in law that we will have to worry about getting away from. Bob knows I’m out here now trying to get you to fuck me, in fact, he suggested it. We talked about it when I couldn’t sleep and I told him how you felt me yesterday.”
Her pussy was already getting wet from the fingering I was giving her. Her clit was hard and growing under my thumb. “If Bob doesn’t care and they are still in the camper why don’t you sit in the recliner and feed me some breakfast? It’s safe because they can’t get in until I unlock the door.” She pulled away and took a seat. She sits on the edge of the recliner and I knelt in front of her. Slowly she unbuttoned her robe from the bottom up for me.The smell of her juices gave me an instant hard-on as I buried my face between her wide open legs. I pulled her closer to the edge so I could get more of her. I licked from her clit all the way down through her slit to her ass where I tongue fucked her before going back up again. Then I started down again and she laid her legs over my shoulders, which gave me better access to her asshole. As I got close to it she pushed my head down and whispered, “Oh please, I’ve never had a man do that before, OH YES TONGUE FUCK ME!”
As I rimmed her hole she was holding my head in her hands and moaning with pleasure with every lick. At that time there was a knock on the door, it was my Sister-in-law. She said they were going to go get tires on the motorhome and wanted to know if we wanted to come along. Dee said she wanted to stay and do some washing but Bob could go. She went and brought in their dirty clothes. Soon we would be alone.
It was almost noon by the time they left. Dee had already put in her last load of wash and she was in taking a shower. As Bob left he stopped at the door and said, “enjoy yourselves.” I’m sure he knew we were going to fuck. I stripped and joined her in the shower. She was so beautiful and sexy with all the water running over her. Her nice big tits were creating a waterfall.
I took her into my arms and pulled her close. As I did I could feel her giving herself to my desires. I cupped her nice ass in my hands and let my fingers play in her crack. Slowly we kissed and I slipped my tongue deep into her open mouth. She started sucking my tongue and I felt her hand exploring my cock and balls. As she scratched my bag with her nails it sent excitement Thur-out my entire body. I rested a foot on the side of the tub to give her better access. My fingers were playing up and down her ass crack. She shuddered as I stopped to press ageist her rosebud. My finger started to enter her and as it did she sucked harder on my tongue. As my cock got harder she stroked it fasted and fasted. I knew I had to stop to keep from having premature ejaculation, As I pulled away she said, “I want you to fuck me, I want to feel you deep inside of me.”
I was laying on the bed when she sits down on my hard cock. Slowly she moved her nice ass up and down as she polished my rod. I could watch as it disappeared in and out of her wet cunt. She leaned forward and we kissed again. We fucked in many different ways before I filled her with my cream while fucking doggie style. After I pulled out cream was oozing from her well-fucked pussy. She turned to me and smiling she bent over taking my cock into her mouth to clean me up. As she licked and sucked I hoped I could get to her again.
As luck would have it we didn’t get together again before they left. As we were saying our good-bye’s I invited Bob and Dee back to visit again.
I had been talking with Josh for several months and we recently completed plans for his wife Charlie to fly to Baltimore to spend a week as my sex slave. Charlie is still new to the kink lifestyle and extremely shy. This was a very big step for her to fly to an unknown place and put her mind and body into the hands of a complete stranger. Her flight arrived and when my eyes saw her coming up the ramp, my heart skipped a beat. She dressed exactly as I had requested in a tight White croched top with a plunging neckline and a matching mini skirt. She even wore the White 8 inch heels. I could clearly see her gorgeous stiff nipples poking through the holes in the croched top. She recognized me from my photo and walked right up to me. She gave me a quick hug and a little peck on the cheek. “Not good enough slut” I barked at her. I grabbed her and pulled her tightly to me and planted both hands on her perfect ass and squeezed and massaged her butt cheeks. I could feel she had also followed my instruction not to wear anything under her clothes. She was definitely braless and pantiless! I groped her all over right there in the middle of the airport. I squeezed and massaged her perfect big tit’s and ran my hand up the front of her short skirt to discover she had shaved her pussy bare also as requested. We retrieved her bags and made small talk en route to the airport hotel where I had booked her a room for the week. Once in the room, I set up my video camera to record all the events for Josh to view later. I kissed and made out with Charlie for over an hour before we uttered another word. I ordered her to strip and she was naked before me in seconds. I gazed upon the body of a true goddess for sure. Her tit’s were perfect 36b’s and her pussy was an absolutely perfect specimen. I lay Charlie on the king-sized bed and kissed her some more, slowly working my way to her neck and ears which I love to kiss and nibble on. I intended to lick, kiss, suck, and nibble every inch of this sex goddess! I massaged her boobs and pinched her nipples eventually replacing my hands with my lips. I licked, sucked, and nibbled her breasts for nearly an hour, paying equal attention to both. I kissed and licked my way down her flat, soft belly and took in the sweet aroma of her pussy as it grew hotter and wetter by the second! When I reached her thighs I kissed and teased all around her pussy until this shy young girl finally screamed “please eat my pussy sir” I need it now”! I ate Charlie’s sweet, hot pussy until she had cum in my mouth and all over my face three times. I then ordered, ” Charlie, get on your knees and suck your new master’s big thick cock now”. She hesitated and looked at the floor hiding her face in her hands. I pulled her onto my lap face down and began swatting her sweet ass hard ten times. She was crying, but through her tears, she said” I promise to be a good girl and suck master’s cock now”. with that she slid to the floor and took my hard cock in her hand. She slowly guided me to her lips and kissed my cock on the head. She then slid her mouth slowly down my shaft and back up again. I grabbed her hair on both sides and forcefully pulled her down on my cock until she was choking and gagging. I let her up for air and then forced her back down again. I started to slide my cock in and out of her mouth until I was brutally face fucking Charlie until I finally shot my load straight down her throat.
After I had touched, kissed, licked, caressed every inch of Charlie’s heavenly body and eaten the sweetest, juiciest pussy I have ever had it was time to continue her slave training. I took Charlie into the bathroom where we took turns washing each other’s bodies, paying close attention to the good parts. I turned off the water and had Charlie lay in the tub as I spread shaving cream all over her ass and pussy. I took my time and slowly shaved my new slave stroke by stroke until she was smooth all over like a newborn baby! “From now on you will keep yourself clean-shaven for your master, do you understand slut? ” “yes Master, I will keep myself completely shaved for you, Sir”. “Now understand my pet, from now on this pussy is mine, it does not belong to you and it does not belong to your sissy husband”. “Yes Master, from this moment this pussy belongs to you and only you”. “Now to make that official slave, get dressed in that tight Blue silk dress I saw in your bag, and no bra or panties are to be worn with it.” The dress fit every luscious curve of Charlie’s hot body like a second skin. We left the room and walked a few blocks to my favorite tattoo parlor. I introduced Charlie to Amber, the owner of the place. “I want this tattooed right above her pussy with cherries on either side just like all the others I told Amber as I handed her a folded piece of paper. Amber had Charlie take off her dress, and when she saw her body, Amber whistled and said” very, very nice Tim!” “get up on the table and lie flat on your back honey” she instructed Charlie. Amber got to work and was done in about an hour. In Black letters with Red cherries on both ends, the inscription just above Charlie’s pussy read ” PROPERTY OF MASTER TIM”. Amber looked at me and asked, “may I Sir”? “Yes you may my pet”. With that Amber lowered her face to Charlie’s pussy and began to lick and kiss her way all around Charlie’s pussy. Charlie moaned and pinched her own nipples as Amber touched the tip of her tongue to Charlie’s clitoris! “Thank you Master Tim” Charlie said breathlessly as Amber feasted on her sex. “i have dreamed for so long of making love to another woman and you have made my dream come true”, “I am so thankful Sir”, I would do anything to please you Master Tim”, “I will hold you to that, I said” “Now get naked so Charlie can have her first taste of another woman”, I ordered to Amber. Amber stripped off her t-shirt and her shorts along with her pretty Pink lace g-string. She climbed onto the table with Charlie facing Charlie’s feet and placed her clean-shaven pussy above Charlie’s mouth. As Charlie looked up, she noticed the same tatoo that now decorated her pussy was also tattooed on Amber’s pussy. Amber lowered her pussy to Charlie’s face and felt Charlie’s lips softly and tentatively touch her wet pussy! Charlie then became like a woman possessed and licked, sucked and nibbled Amber’s pussy like it was her last meal. Amber was likewise doing the same to Charlie’s freshly shaved and tattooed pussy. Before long both girls screamed and shuddered as they came all over one another’s faces. I took Charlie back to the room after she and Amber kissed each other goodbye and tasted themselves on each other’s lips. I gave Charlie a nice bubble bath and let her fall asleep in my arms naked. It had been a long and rewarding day for my new slave.
A pleasant surprise awoke me this morning, My newest slave Charlie woke me by sucking my cock and is now bobbing her head up and down my 7inch shaft. I pulled her off my cock and lay her on the bed. I have already cum in your beautiful mouth my pet, now I want to cum inside my new pussy. I lay Charlie on the bed and started kissing the sweet lips that had just been sucking my cock. This girl could kiss too, she shoved her tongue into my mouth and French kissed me like I never had been French kissed before. I broke away and kissed her soft neck and nibbled on her ear lobes.I sucked on her neck until I left three large hickies on her soft skin. I felt her big breasts and nibbled and sucked her nipples as I slide one, two, then three fingers into her wet pussy. I climbed on top of her and slid the head of my cock up and down her slit. Once lined up with her hole, I plunged my entire seven inches deeply into her in one quick thrust. Charlie’s pussy was super tight, but with the wetness of her arousal I slid in. to her hard and fast. Her pussy gripped my cock like a clenched fist. I pumped in and out of Charlie faster and faster until I felt her pussy pulse, constantly gripping and releasing my cock. I felt my orgasm reach the breaking point and I pumped and pumped at least a cup of cum deep inside her. I rolled off Charlie and immediately had her clean our combined juices off of my cock with her mouth. We rested and it was actually Charlie who rolled atop of me and placed a leg on either side of me and lowered her soarked pussy down on my newly hard cock. She rode me like a bull rider moving up and down so fast she was like a blur. Suddenly the door to our room opened and a sixty-some-year-old Latino woman in a maid uniform stood and stared at the bed and at Charlie and me with her mouth wide open. She stammered an apology and stated that the please clean room sign was facing outward on the door so she assumed we were out and wanted the room cleaned. She started to back toward the door apologizing the whole time. Please don’t go I pleaded, “please, please join us” This young lady is my new sex slave and she absolutely loves to eat pussy”. The woman hesitated and slowly walked toward the bed where Charlie now lay beside me. She looked at the tattoo above Charlie’s pussy and then at my still cock and her hands went to the buttons of her blouse and hypnotically began to unbutton them. “Help the lady Charlie” I ordered. Charlie climbed out of the bed and went to the maid. The maid who I later learned was named Esmerelda placed her hands on both sides of Charlie’s head and pulled her down to kiss her passionately on the lips. Charlie moaned softly and kissed Esmerelda back with true passion. I got up and went behind Esmerelda and kissed her neck from behind as I felt Charlie unbuttoning her skirt. Esmeralda’s skirt and granny panties slid to the floor leaving her in a Black garter belt and Black silk stockings. Esmeralda and Charlie stumbled backward onto the bed and were soon maneuvering into a hot 69 position. I pulled Esmerelda up until she was kneeling over Charlie’s head and still feasting on her pussy. I slid my cock into the older woman and fucked her slowly as I felt Charlie’s lips and tongue on both of us from below. I did not last too long and was soon filling Esmeralda with my load. I backed off and sat in a chair to watch Esmerelda and Charlie eat each other and suck my cum from each other’s pussy. Esmeralda dressed quickly saying she had to get back to her work and promised to clean our room first the rest of the week.
After our threesome with the hotel maid, I took Charlie into the shower once again. This is fast becoming one of my favorite things to do with Charlie. Soaping up her big, gorgeous tit’s and rubbing a soapy sponge all over her gorgeous body keeps me hard as a rock. Charlie has become a willing and eager slave in a very short time. I close my eyes and picture Heaven as Charlie drops to her knees and swallows my entire cock until her nose touches my pubes. She quickly brings me to the brink of orgasm, but I must stop here as I do not want to cum just yet. I have Charlie sit on the edge of the tub and lather her pussy with shaving cream. Shaving Charlie is so much more pleasure as opposed to a chore. Seeing the water cascading over her smooth and silky pubic mound is as glorious as watching the falls at Niagara! I towel her nice and dry and lead Charlie to the bed where I must eat her for a bit as she is as irresistible as a fine wine or juicy steak. Her pussy smells like spring rain and tastes like sweet honey. I stop abruptly and tell Charlie it is time to get dressed for a day of sightseeing. I give her an almost transparent White form-fitting dress made of fine silk that I bought in anticipation of her arrival in Baltimore. “No bra and no panties” I remind her. As the dress is pulled tight over her exquisite body, I can clearly make out her large stiff nipples and big breasts under it. It stops about one inch below the bottom of her ass, which it frames perfectly!
We leave and enter the elevator and descend to the lobby. I can feel the eyes of every man we pass as they are drawn to the glorious sight of Charlie in the tight, transparent dress. Even the girl at the front desk, a beautiful Black young lady stops and stares. Charlie remarks how pretty the desk clerk is. “Wait here just I minute my pet,” I say to Charlie as I stroll over to the desk.”Don’t say anything”,I tell her, just listen and tell me yes or no when I am done”. “My pet over there would like to have you for lunch, and I do mean have You for lunch if you get my drift”? If you agree, say yes, come to room 313 at 1 PM. “Yes, yes, and yes she say’s” “my name is Keisha, and I would love to!”
We continue to the harbor and have a lovely day touring the aquarium, the science center, Fort McHenry,and the shops at harbor place. We return to our room shortly before one and soon after there is a soft knock on the door. I open the door to find Keisha standing there shyly looking down at the floor.”Hi”, she says very softly. I invite her in and introduce her to Charlie.”I’ve never done anything like this before” Keisha admits. “I have never even been attracted to a woman or had sex with another girl before, but your girlfriend is so beautiful I could not say no to her request”. At that point, Charlie approached Keisha and gently touched her on the cheek and said” up until yesterday,I had never been with a woman before, and now you will be my third in less than two days” . “When I saw you this morning and the way you stared at me, undressing me with your eyes and your dark, exotic, smooth skin I just knew I wanted to get to know you intimately”. With that, Charlie put her hands ao both sides of Keisha’s head and pulled her in for a long sensual kiss. Charlie’s hands began sliding all over Keisha’s petite body, feeling every soft curve and stopped to feel her small, perfectly rouns boobs, and finally gripping both of her small round butt cheeks. Charlie continued by unbuttoning Keisha’s blouse and skirt and quickly sliding them off. Under her clothes, Keisha wore a baby Blue bra and matching thong. Charles unhooked Keisha’s bra and licked her lips when she saw her small, perfect breasts with big puffy nipples. Charlie lowered her lips and took one of Keisha’s nipples in her mouth and gently licked and sucked as a guttural moan escaped her throat. She paid equal attention to the other breast and then grabbed Keisha’s panties gently sliding down her smooth, silky less until Keisha stepped out of them. Keisha still wore her spiked high heels and as she stood there I remarked how absolutely hot she looked. Charlie dropped to her knees and buried her face in Keisha’s pussy eating her like a hungry lioness. Charlie then bent Keisha over at the edge of the bed and spread her tiny ass cheeks as she buried her face in Keisha’s crack. Her tongue shot out and went right into Keisha’s asshole. Charlie licked and tongue fucked Keisha until the young girl shuddered and came hard. THe girls climbed onto the bed and were quickly locked into a hot, sweaty 69. They licked, sucked, nibbled one another until both came 3 times. After a brief rest both girls teamed up to give me a mind-blowing blow job and Keisha ate my ass as I shoved my thick cock into Charlie from behind, I pumped my load deep into Charle’s bowels and sat back and watched as Keisha licked it from her as soon as I pulled out.
As we lay there in the afterglow of mind-blowing sex, we learned this was Keish’s
18th birthday. Her gift to herself was coming to our room to let loose with my gorgeous pet. Keisha said “there is one other thing I would like for my birthday”.
“What is it, I asked?” “technically I am still a virgin and I would love for you to take my cherry Sir” ” I said,” I am honored and more than happy to grant your wish, but you must agree to call me Master and become my property from this day forward”. “I agree and understand what that entails Sir” With that I told her she would need to sign a legally binding agreement and submit to getting a tattoo exactly like Charlie’s to prove her love and devotion to me.”Yes Master” Keisha replied, please take my pussy now Sir, and please allow me to eat Mistress Charlie’s pussy while you take my virginity.” I kissed Keisha hotly and let my hands explore the small, soft, sexy body my pet had already experienced. I applied some lube to Keisha’s tiny, tight pussy and slowly slid my big cock head inside the tiny young girl. I slowly and gently slid inch after inch into her hot pussy as she buried her face between Charlie’s thighs. Both girls moaned and screamed as they came. I followed soon after, pumping Keisha full of cum for the very first time! We all showered and kissed goodbye after exchanging contact information with Keisha and making arrangements for dinner and her tattoo session later that evening. After Keisha left,I bent Charlie over the bed and fucked her long and hard from behind as I tightly squeezed her big tit’s in both hands! After I came, I fell asleep with Charlie spooning me and my cock nestled against her soft ass!
We wake at 6pm and as has become our custom we immediately get into a 69 position and I once again feast on Charlie’s delicious pussy as she greedily sucks my cock. After we both cum, we shower and dress for the evening. I have another gift for Charlie in the form of a Navy Blue Satin dress with ruffles top to bottom and a neckline that goes all the way to her belly button. The hem of the dress is two inches below her pussy. Charlie slips into the dress and applies her makeup and perfume. We meet Esmerelda and Keisha in the lobby and head off to the tattoo parlor. Once in the shop, Amber immediately has all three girls strip after locking the front door. Before long, Esmerelda and Keisha are branded with my Property Of Master Tim tatoo. I have a special surprise for Charlie tonight. I tell her to climb up on the table and tell her that Amber also does piercings and she is now going to get her nipples and her clit pierced. Amber rubs and licks Charlie’s nipples to get them nice and hard and before long she sports three new piercings. Amber inserted beautiful Amber colored earrings in all three of Charlie’s new holes and Esmerelda and Keisha share my cock. I decided to also have both of my nipples pierced also on a whim. As Amber worked on me, Charlie and I made out with some hot French kissing as we watched Esmerelda and Keisha do the same.
We all dressed and took a walk around the city. We ended up at Keisha’s home as it was only a few blocks from the tattoo parlor. Although my cock is fairly large,I still wanted to see Charlie experience a true monster cock. During our partying and erotic conversation at Keisha’s place, Keisha mentioned that she had an ex-boyfriend who was extremely well endowed. They had petted and played a bit, but she would not let him fuck her as she did not want to chance to become a teen mother. I asked Keisha if she would call him and see if he would like to join our little party. Keisha dialed the phone and invited her ex Tyrone to come party with her and her new friends. Tyrone gladly accepted and was soon knocking on the door. Tyrone and Keisha kissed and hugged and he rab his hands all over her petite body. I explained to Tyrone that all three ladies present were my slaves and did whatever I instructed them to. “Damn man, you gotta teach me how to do that,I would love to have three sexy bitches who do whatever I want whenever I want”. I agreed and told the three ladies to strip and they immediately followed my order. Tyrone was in awe as he saw the matching tattoos that all three ladies displayed. Some ladies enjoy being told what to do and achieve great satisfaction form being ordered around and sexually used I explained. “Ladies, please welcome our new guest properly” I ordered. All three ladies stripped Tyrone and Keisha began kissing him hotly as Charlie and Esmerelda dropped to their knees and played with his cock. I watched as Tyrone’s dick grew from about three inches soft to an eye-popping twelve inches long and a girth of around three inches. Keisha whispered hotly in his ear” remember that tight little pussy you wanted so badly, well Master Tim has given me permission to fuck you tonight as I am now on the pill.” I broke in and said” Tyrone my friend, you can fuck all of my slaves tonight, but please take Charlie first, She has never had a cock like yours and is eager to have the experience.” Hell yeah” Tyrone said. Charlie was already soaking wet from sucking Tyrone’s monster cock and he easily slipped it’s head into her as he bent her over on the bed doggy style. Charlie moaned loudly as Tyrone slowly slid inch after inch of his massive cock slowly into her pussy. Charlie’s pussy stretched wider than it ever had to accommodate this huge Black cock. Esmerelda sat at Charlie’s head and guided Charlie’s face toward her pussy. Charlie was now impaled on a huge Black cock and was eating a hot wet pussy at the same time. I had Keisha sit on my lap with her back to me as I eased my 8 inch cock into her tight little Black pussy. Charlie began moaning louder and louder as Tyrone finally bottomed out with his entire twelve inches buried in her pussy. I had Keisha lay on her back on the bed and she slid under Tyrone and began licking Charlie’s pussy and Tyrone’s cock as he started sliding it faster and faster in and out of Charlie. Esmerelda screamed as Tyrone’s tongue pushed her over the edge and she came violently. I began fucking Keisha missionary style as she recovered and got up to come behind me and began eating my asshole. I came hard shooting shot after shot of my cum into Keisha as she continued to lick Charlie and Tyrone. Charlie was screaming ” Fuck Me!, Fuck Me, Yes, yes,yes, fuck me with that big Black dick, Fuck me harder, fuck me harder, I love your huge Black dick in my pussy, Tyrone, Oh Fuck, I’m gonna cum,Oh Yes. Oh Yes, Oh Shit Yes! Tyrone stiffened and came hard shooting shot after shot of his Black seen into Charlie’s convulsing pussy. Tyrone pulled out with an audible Pop noise and Keisha greedily licked his long thick cock clean and caught the cum that had begun running out of Charlie’s pussy like a river. We all collapsed in a heap and rested for a while as we gently caressed each other.
My gorgeous and sexy new slave awoke me again with an amazing blow job today. Charlie asked if we could take it easy today due to her pussy still being very sore from Tyrone’s huge Black cock last night. I agreed and told her I would take her shopping today for some sexy lingerie and dresses. Charlie’s face light up when she heard this. A moment later there was a light knock on the door and Esmerelda let herself in with her passkey. She was dressed in a sexy French maid outfit and carrying a feather duster in one hand and a flogger in the other. I told Esmerelda Charlie was too sore to play today and she said: “That is ok Master TIm, perhaps I can take care of your needs and please you in new way’s today”. With that, she stripped me naked and had me lay face down on the bed. She produced four restraints from her cart just inside the door and went to work attaching them to each of my limbs and then to the four corners of the bed. Things were quiet for a few minutes and suddenly I felt a sharp sting on my bare ass, then another and another as Esmerelda turned the tables and gave her Master an exquisite flogging. I also felt the sting of her flogger on my upper thighs and back. With each swat, my cock got harder and jerked beneath me. She then removed her panties and straddled me on the bed. She lowered her pussy until it touched my sore back and began grinding it against the welts on my back. Harder and harder she rubbed herself back and forth wetting my back with her juices until I felt her pussy spasm over and over as she came all over my back. Esmerelda released me from my restraints and immediately flipped me over and swallowed my cock in one swift movement. She licked, sucked, and nibbled my cock until I exploded in her mouth. She climbed up and kissed me with my cum still in her mouth and shared my load with me. Next, she straddled my waist and slowly lowered herself until my cock was buried inside her completely. The sixty-three-year-old maid rode me harder and faster than most women I had been with who were one third her age. She quicked her pace almost to a blur and we came together. Charlie not wanting to be left out crawled between Esmerelda’s spread thighs and licked her clean inside and out and then licked my cock clean of our combined juices. We all showered together in the huge shower stall in our bathroom. Esmerelda dressed in her regular maid uniform and kissed both Charlie and I goodbye with a hot French kiss. Charlie dressed in a tight Black leather mini skirt, fishnet pantyhose, and a transparent Black blouse and I slipped on my trousers without bothering with underwear and a button-down shirt, We went out on the town stopping at Victoria’s Secret, Macy’s, and Nordstrom’s where I dropped a thousand dollars on new bras and panties along with several garter belts, stockings, and body suits for Charlie and several pairs of gorgeous panties for myself. I also spent eighteen hundred dollars on six new dresses for Charlie in various styles. The dresses were all very, very short, and hugged Charlie’s hot body like a second skin. We returned to the hotel room and modeled our new things for each other and snapped hundreds of photos to upload to Fetlife and sent some to her husband back in London. Charlie ended with a super short and super tight White Satin dress on. I had her kneel on the bed and pulled her big tit’s out of her dress and hiked the hem above her perfect ass. I reached for some KY Jelly and spread a generous amount on her asshole and my cock. “today I finally take your ass my pet”. I said as I slowly eased my cock into her very tight little asshole. After allowing her to get sed to me being where no cock had ever been before, I started slowly sliding in and out of her ass lovingly as I grabbed her big tit’s and pinched her long hard nipples as I gradually increased my pace until I deposited the first load of cum ever into Charle’s virgin ass. After cleaning up, we dressed for dinner and Charlie took my breath away when I saw her in the Red latex mini skirt and matching red latex corset.
We had a romantic candlelight dinner and returned to our room where we stripped and went to bed spooning each other as I stroked Charlie’s sexy body all over.
I woke on the morning of day seven to a warm, wet mouth on my cock. I first thought Charlie was waking me in her usual way, but got quite a surprise when I opened my eyes. Keisha was nude and stretched between my legs devouring my shaved cock and balls. Her thin Black body and her small firm titties were a very welcome sight. Next to Keisha, I saw Esmerelda face first in Charlie’s pussy making her moan and thrash around. Keisha soon had me cumming in her talented mouth and Charlie soon screamed “I’m cumming”,Oh God Yes!,Eat me baby, eat me” I lay there and rested as I watched Esmerelda and Keisha lick, kiss,and caress Charlie from head to toe. Keisha straddled Charlie’s head and lowered her sweet, young, Black pussy onto Charlie’s mouth. Charlie stuck out her tongue and licked the wetness from Keisha’s dripping pussy. Esmeralda busied herself with sucking on one then the other of Charlie’s big perfect breasts. I was hard again in no time and slid between Charlie’s spread legs as I ran my hard cock up and down her slit. I found my target and plunged balls deep into Charlie’s hot pussy. Charlie was in heaven as the three of us sent pleasure to every part of her body all at once. Keisha grabbed her own boobs and squeezed and massaged them as Charlie’s lips and tongue pushed her over the edge and she came all over Charlie’s face. Before long a familiar feeling began deep in my balls and erupted out the end of my cock as I pumped my cum deep into Charlie’s spasming pussy as she came with me.
The ladies dressed and kissed Charlie Good Bye. “We wanted to give you a proper send off knowing you will be leaving for London today girlfriend,” Keisha said. I spent the next two hours taking photos of Charlie in all the lingerie, dresses, blouses, and skirts I had bought her. Now I had plenty to keep me busy in-between visits from Charlie. I dropped her at the airport at noon and returned to my car to weep alone. I would however soon be talking to Josh about setting up regular visits every two months where Charlie would be returning to spend a week with her Master. I also began thinking about arranging a little trip for Josh to visit himself due to the subtle hints he had been giving me during our frequent emails during Charlie’s visit. I have been around and lived the lifestyle long enough to know that Josh was curious about M/M sex and I intended to be his teacher and also his Master in time.
I’d had another big fight with my bf and I didn’t want him to find me. So, I spent the night at my Mom’s house. I woke up around 11 am & my Mom & her bf had already gone to work. I was feeling pretty depressed again about another crappy relationship & for some reason, this time was harder than before. I called in sick, had a beer & a few chips for breakfast & watched TV. I didn’t even feel like getting dressed & just laid around in my nightshirt & panties.
About an hour later, someone knocked on the door. I grabbed a baggy sweater nearby, pulled it down around my thighs, and peeped out the window corner. It was Tom from next door, returning the mower he’d borrowed because he was broken. I’d heard mowing outside earlier but was too caught up in my problems to seriously notice. He started chatting, and although I hadn’t seen him in a long time, I cut him short, told him no one was home & thanked him.
I guess he could see it on my face because he asked me if I was ok. As I began to say I was fine, I started balling all over again. Naturally, he reached to hug me & I gladly welcomed the shoulder to cry on – literally. He came in & sat on the couch next to me while I vaguely told him what happened. I was too embarrassed and too upset to share everything.
Tom was about 52 at the time, stocky, thinning auburn hair graying on the sides & a red mustache. He’s a very nice, married, Christian Daddy type that always has a smile on his face & with 3 children; all a little older than I was. I should probably also say that I love & have dated many older men.
After he helped me calm down a bit, I realized he was obviously still hot from cutting grass in the heat. I asked him if he wanted a beer. He declined to say he didn’t drink but asked for water instead. While getting him his drink & a few paper towels to dry his perspiration, I noticed him checking me out; which was surprising to me from such a sweet family man, but very flattering. I somehow before didn’t realize how “scantly clad” I really was.
I returned, sat next to him & laid on the couch with my head in his lap. I could tell he wasn’t very comfortable with that, but after a few minutes, he started stroking my hair. I shifted around, pushing my head closer to his crotch & made motions that caused my sweater & the shirt underneath to rise. I knew my legs & probably my panties were showing by now & I hoped he was getting an eye-full. I kept talking to distract him from my tactics.
I thought I felt a bump in his lap & put my head directly on top of it. Almost instantly, he sat up & said he should leave. I also sat up, looked at his crotch and put my hand right on his bulge. He stuttered under his breath that I really shouldn’t do that, but he didn’t stop me. I started rubbing him through his shorts & he let out a huge sigh; like he hadn’t been touched in years. I started tugging at his zipper & he put his hand on mine to move it. Instead, I moved his hand to my tits under my shirt, where it stayed, grabbing my boob.
I got on my knees on the floor in front of him & went back to tugging. He had a blank stare on his face while he delicately traced the outlines of my nipple with his fingers. As his breathing increased, I unzipped him, moved my hand around his boxers, into a nest of pubic hair and wrapped my hand around his shaft. When I gripped it, he exhaled, his eyes rolled closed & his head fell back. I could tell his cock wasn’t very big, but it was ready. I pulled it out through his boxers & his shorts.
His dick was uncut, about 5.5″, but no bigger than 6″, (maybe smaller) and just a little thicker than a broom handle. The skin covered the whole head and even hung over a bit. I massaged it very for a few minutes, pulling the skin back and watching his wetting head swell. Suddenly he started precumming profusely. I couldn’t resist licking it, but I didn’t put his cock in my mouth yet. When my tongue touched his head, he moaned almost like it was painful. I licked all his precum up and scooped my tongue across his pee hole. “Mmmm.” I giggled looking at him. Most precum never has much of a taste to me, but for some reason, his precum was very tasty.
I started tugging at the button of his shorts that was already strained under the pressure of his cute teddy bear tummy and struggled briefly before he stood up & unbuttoned them himself. I also took my sweater & shirt off so he could see & easily fondle my boobs. I waited briefly, on my knees, hoping he would be pleased at the sight of me (every girl’s little fear) while he surprisingly removed everything except his boxers. While he stood, I grabbed them & pulled them down. I was then facing to face with his hard cock sticking out stiff & wet again like a leaky long thumb with extra skin, in a mound of pretty red coarse pubic hair, and below it… his enormous balls! They were soo hot & honestly about the size of a grapefruit.
I was pleasantly surprised at discovering his huge balls and & commented; “You have such big balls, Daddy”. “Mm Hmm.” is all he nervously said. They looked totally out of proportion with his dick, but they looked absolutely yummy altogether. Before he could sit back down, I put one hand back around his throbbing shaft and stroked slowly & my other hand fondled his large sac from his taint to his shaft. His balls were slightly hairy, very warm, and slightly sticky-moist with sweat from working in the outside southern heat. My stroking was pulling his foreskin back and exposing again his wet glazed cock head. I kissed it right on the hole, which wet my lips and I continued to caress his big nuts. I took half of his cock in my mouth. This time, I tasted a hint of saltiness & definitely a hint of piss. His cock wasn’t hard to throat. So, I naturally took it all in on the 2nd gulp. I held in my mouth & twirled my tongue around the head and through his pee hole. He briefly pushed my head on his cock harder. My nose was pressed into his red pubic sponge & also into the heat of his crotch.
His manly sweaty smell was rushing through my nostrils. At first, it was strong, but it didn’t turn me off. Instead, it turned me on more. There was a sexy citrus tinge to it that I figured was coming from his big grapefruit balls. He gently pumped his cock in my mouth a couple of times and I tapered his cock from my hungry mouth. He pulled my head to his cock as he sat. I began teasing his foreskin again with my tongue, then I up the precum stringing from my lips, and started tugging slowly at his hard cock again with my hand. I lowered my head between his un-tanned, pale, hairy, warm inner thighs and hypnotically inhaled his hot, manly, hairy crotch.
It was so different; very strong… sweaty, but not dirty. It was an aroma aphrodisiac. I kissed his sac first to see if I could handle it. Even though I’d handled them, they were still moist with sour sweat. It almost reminded me of a used, wet towel that was left overnight, but somehow much sweeter; a molding wet leather smell, but appealing like cheese. My tongue grazed across his testicles like I was tasting them. And I was. It wasn’t repulsive. It wasn’t gross. It was actually very arousing. I opened my mouth & sucked them down one ball at a time, then attempted both. I felt like I was tasting a nearly over-ripened juicy, fruit.
I started licking, kissing and sucking all over his sweat seasoned balls and moaned while his cum leaked on my head & face. I found myself burying my face between his legs more, enjoying the taste, smell & feel of his hot, sweet musky balls. I tried to put them both in my mouth again, but couldn’t quite.
I had been fingering myself with my free hand for a few minutes already & my panties were soaked. I stood up & pulled them slightly down, teasing in a stripper sort of way in front of him. By the time they got just around my hips, he grabbed & pulled them down very anxiously and I kicked out of them. He put them to his face & inhaled. Then he rubbed them all over his chest & body, moaning loudly. I got back on my knees and was going back to his large tasty balls, but he crawled to the floor, laid down on his back & pulled my already wet pussy to his face & me on top of him – still on my knees and him underneath me. It was like exhilarating to feel his mouth on me; not only because I was so horny, but knowing he wanted it. His mustache, lips & tongue on my baled, wet, horny pussy felt so good. He seemed to love it when I rubbed my wet lips on his face. I then laid across him, to get closer to his scent, although I could still taste & smell it all over my mouth. I could tell he was still very warm & sweating again, but I loved it and wanted to get another taste of his sweet ballsac. I put my hand on his cock and stroked it unsteadily. It again was leaking wet with precum that I licked off my fingers when I could.
Before I could get my face back on his cock, I felt the rush of an orgasm wash through me. I shuttered, moaned loudly, then attempted to get up to prevent smearing my juices all over his face. Instead, he held me tight to his mouth; licking me, flickering, sucking me, poking my wet cunt locked to his mouth. So I squatted back down on his face on my knees, briefly touched my clit with my finger lubed with his precum & I came. I came like I couldn’t stop it if I wanted to; on his face and mouth. He was moaning like he could feel it and was licking into my holes like they were fountains of water-saving him from dying of thirst. It felt so good I didn’t know when he’d started playing with my ass.
I felt so relieved and just laid across on top of him; feeling like he could have me any way he wanted. I could feel gentle kisses and occasional probes to my ass, pussy & asshole. I then grabbed his stiff leaky cock and started to stroke it again. I quickly hopped forward, faced and straddled him, and lead the head of his dick to the entry of my pussy. With his wet cock & my wet pussy, it went in smoothly. He mumbled a few words about how it felt. I rubbed his hairy chest and briefly licked his nipples. He tugged at and sucked my nipples then pulled my mouth to his and kissed me. I could taste my own juices on his mouth. I sat back up to feel his hard cock inside me, while he toyed more with my boobs. I barely got a good few bounces in before he was already breathlessly warning me of his cumming. His intensity built and he tried to raise me off him, but I kept grinding harder until his body just exploded. He thrust forward with a rough growl of “Ohhh God!”. His cock went deeper inside me while he came. I was torn between getting all his cum in my pussy or sucking it up in my mouth before it all ran out! I hopped off… and got between his legs just in time for the last semi-spurt and licked it up. His cum tasted like wet bread, but still, it had a very tasty flavor. I sucked on his cock again, which sent his body into a few jolts of pleasure. There was some cum cream at the base of his shaft & on his balls, which I licked up like a horny kitten – knowing I was getting to taste his musky balls once again. I licked and sucked them until his cock went limp and fingered my cummy cunt a little until he sat up with a big “Mmmmm” smile on his face. Then he kissed me again and stood up.
Being the gentleman he is, he helped me off the floor. He actually apologized more than once; saying he didn’t mean for this to happen but told me he’d actually wanted me for years. He said something about his wife and this being kept secret, which I understood. We kissed & he left. For the rest of the day, I could taste him on my mouth, which kept my mind off the bf. I kinda felt bad about seducing him but was glad for the outcome. Cum…
To this day I’ve never had better tasting balls in my mouth. I’ll never forget it & I’ve had a fetish for balls every since. I have been able to suck Tom off twice since then, but it’s always because I manage to seduce him.
There once was a girl named Amy. She really, really wanted to go see an R rated movie, but she wasn’t allowed to go without her Daddy to go with her. She’d bribed her Daddy and begged him for ages to get him to go with her.
It was raining out, and Amy’s dress was soaked through as she and her Daddy walked into the theatre. Daddy had carried an umbrella, but he walked too quickly for her to catch up to him properly. Amy had sandy blonde wavy hair, that felt just to her shoulders. It was a bit darker than usual, because she was all wet. She wore a dark blue summer dress and brown sandals. She was rather slender and short, and many people thought she looked younger than she really was.
Her Daddy was a rather handsome man, and lots of women liked him- Daddy was very popular with the ladies, but his favorite girl to play with was Amy! He shook out his umbrella, making Amy grin- holding out her hands to shield herself from the water. She’d forgotten her coat at home, because she had been hoping Daddy would have shared his.
She held herself around her middle, following her Daddy to the concession stand- people were already waiting in the long line. They were cutting it close, and this was a really big movie that everyone wanted to go to.
“Daddy?” Amy whispered tugging on her Daddy’s sleeve. “Can I get some chocolate?”
“Maybe later, if you are a good girl.” Daddy said with a little smirk.
Amy blushed a little at this, looking down at her wet shoes. She knew what that smirk meant.
They waited patiently in line, Amy huddling against her Daddy- she was a little cold now, with the air conditioning and everything. She peered up at her Daddy hopefully, and he wrapped an arm about her shoulders, pulling her a little close.
Amy grinned a bit, leaning against him, not caring if people were glancing their way. As Amy and her Daddy approached the front of the line, Amy could hear the other customers talking in front of them.
“Isn’t she a bit young for him?” One woman hissed to the other, glaring a little at Amy.
Amy frowned at this, and glanced up at her Daddy. Her Daddy spoke up. “She’s my daughter.” He said firmly. Both women quickly looked away quickly, flushing a little. While she wasn’t really his daughter in blood, it was just easier to say such things to get people to leave them alone. Also, Amy liked the thought of having a Daddy. And her Daddy liked being her Daddy too.
Amy grinned a bit, and the two ladies approached the counter and bought their tickets. Amy and her Daddy stepped up towards the counter. She pointed towards the sign. “Two for that movie, please!”
The clerk looked sad. “Sorry kid, we’re all sold out! Just sold the last two tickets!”
Amy groaned in frustration, and she looked to her Daddy pleadingly. Daddy was looking up at the listing with a frown. “Alright. Thank you, sir.”
He took Amy’s hand, and led her out of the theatre lobby. Amy was very upset- she had really, really wanted to see that movie.
“I really wanted to see that Movie, Daddy.”
“I know, pumpkin, I’ll see what we can do. Don’t worry, Daddy will fix it.”
Amy grinned at this, and they walked out of the building. He opened his umbrella, walking a bit slower so she could huddle up with him.
“Where are we going?” Amy asked, as she realized that they weren’t going to the parking lot, but around to the back of the building.
“Shush, it is a surprise.” Her Daddy whispered with a grin. Amy loved surprises!
“Daddy…what are you doing?” She asked, as her Daddy opened the back door of the theatre.
“Just this once, we’re going to break a little rule. Our little secret, right baby?”
Amy giggled, and the two of them slipped in the back door. “If they are sold out, there won’t be anywhere to sit.” She whispered.
“Don’t worry about that. I’ve got it covered.”
Amy followed her Daddy to the theatre, watching him close his umbrella again. She followed him into the darkened theatre, and saw that the ads were already playing
They went all the way to the back row, where one seat was free, at the very end.
Daddy sat down first, and put Amy in his lap. Amy grinned at this, wrapping her arms about her Daddy’s neck. What if there hadn’t been a seat? Would they have had to sit on the sticky floor? Ew.
Still, she was glad to get a seat, and she considered it to be the best, because it was in her Daddy’s lap.
Finally, the movie began to play, and Amy was entranced by the gross horror of it all. She squirmed, covering her eyes, allowing her Daddy to hold her tight.
“You alright?” Her Daddy whispered in her ear.
Amy nodded slowly, burying her face in his neck. “It’s scary, Daddy.”
“I know, sweetheart, that’s why it’s for grown-ups. Do you want to leave?”
Amy shook her head with a small smile, pressing her lips against his warm skin. “No, I like sitting here with you, Daddy.”
Daddy smiled, adjusting her on his lap a little, kissing the top of her head. He pet her hair, and she flinched as there was a loud scream coming from the screen.
She buried her face again, and she could feel her Daddy rubbing up and down her back soothingly, trying to calm her down. Somehow, though, she was getting more excited!
Her heart was racing, and as her Daddy slid his hand over her bum, she lifted her head from his shoulder, glancing around to everyone else. Their eyes were glued onto the screen, and no one was watching. Daddy and Amy glanced at one another, and she gave her Daddy a small nod.
Daddy slipped an arm around her, and she shifted in his lap, allowing him to undo the front of his trousers, and pull up her skirt a little. Once she seated herself again, his cock was pressing up against her knickers.
Amy giggled, tipping her head back a little as he reached down, fondling her through the thin cotton fabric. He kissed her hair, continuing to rub her slit through the cloth.
“Daddy, please?” She whispered, rocking her hips against his erection. He gave her a small nod, and he pulled her knickers aside. Amy licked her lips of the sensation of the cool air on her wet slit- in the theatre, no one looked like they had any idea what was going on. It was dark, and everyone’s eyes were on the screen, watching some busty lady get chased by the murderer…
Amy had long since forgotten the film, rocking her hips against her Daddy’s cock, feeling his erection pressing up against her. Amy slowly lifted her hips up, allowing his erection to lift a little- she slid onto his cock with a small whimper- she covered her mouth with both hands.
The couple next to them glanced over, and the woman spoke. “Are you a little scared, dear?”
“Just a little.” Amy gasped, biting her lip with a small smile.
Her Daddy’s cock was inside her, and she could tell by his heavy breathing and the way his hands were clenched around his hips that he was having trouble controlling himself. She slowly began to move up and down in his lap, making it look like she was squirming, covering her face and mouth with shaking hands.
Her Daddy was breathing heavily against her neck and ear, pressing a light kiss against her neck. “Good girl. Go slow and easy.”
Yes, Daddy.” Amy Whispered with a shaky smile.
His cock was hard, and reached all the way up- she was very lucky she was on the pill, ‘cos she would have gotten pregnant ages ago
Had she remembered to take it today?
Amy couldn’t remember.
But she still rocked her hips, holding her Daddy’s arms tightly around her middle as she slowly eased herself up and down his cock, their movements as subtle as possible.
His hips quickened a little, and Amy’s toes curled in her shoes- Daddy was biting at her ear now, and she let out a breathless groan.
The couple next to them looked over, concerned. “Are you alright?”
“Stomach ache, I think,” Amy said quietly.
The woman spoke. “Well, maybe you should lay off on the sweets, dear.”
Amy gave her Daddy a pleading look. “Daddy, I’m gonna go to the bathroom, okay?”
“Alright. Be back soon, okay? Daddy asked, covering his lap with his jacket as she slowly withdrew herself from his lap.
“…Well…I might not come back. This movie is really scary.”
“Alright baby, let’s go home.” Her Father murmured, keeping his jacket closed. She led the way out of the threatre, her hands shaking- Daddy was walking out of the theatre behind her, but slower, his erection making it a little hard to walk.
Amy quickly ducked into the girl’s loo, and Daddy followed- they didn’t care if anyone else was in the loo. But in less than a moment, her Daddy was bending her over one of the sinks, yanking up her skirt. He was pulling down her knickers, stretching it taught against her thighs.
Daddy was pushing his coat apart, and with a thrust, he was inside her! Amy groaned loudly, clutching the white porcaline of the sink. She could see her reflection in the sink mirror as her Daddy fucked her from behind. It was so naughty- not only had they snuck into the theatre, but now they were fucking in the loo where anyone could see them!
“Daddy…oh…Daddy…harder!”
Daddy grinned at this,his hips pistoning in and out of her. Amy stared at her flushed face, her gaping mouth, her mussed hair. Her Daddy was behind her, and there was such a sexy look on his face- he looked at her in the mirror, and she gave him a little grin.
With a little thrust, he was making her cry out again. She struggled to keep her balance on the floor, arms shaking as she tried to support herself. “Daddy….ooh, feels good.” Daddy slapped her bum hard, the sound ringing through the loo loudly. She shook at the sensation, gritting her teeth.
“I’m getting close, baby.”
Amy groaned a little at this. “Daddy, I don’t remember if I took the pill today or not.” Amy gasped.
“Well, that’s your problem, you should have remembered, little one.”
Amy groaned at this- honestly, she didn’t see it as a problem at all. Amy bounced a little as his thrusts got faster- that turned him on, didn’t it? Maybe he really wanted to knock her up?
“Daddy, oh….fuck, yes…fuck me….” Amy cried, hands gripping the sink tight.
“Almost there…” Her Daddy groaned. “Sooo…close!”
The loo door opened slowly, revealing the lady from earlier, and her eyes widened as she saw the couple there. Her Daddy was suddenly cumming inside her, practically shaking with desire.
Amy gasped, watching the woman’s expression in the mirror, feeling her Daddy come inside her. Her body was taught, feeling the sensation of him filling her up. “Daddy….oh….wow…I love it when you cum in me.” She whispered this with a relish, watching the woman’s face flush a little. She hadn’t moved from the open doorway, her mouth still dropped open.
The woman finally came to her senses and left the bathroom quickly, slamming the door behind her.
Amy groaned as her Daddy slid out of her wet cunt, and she could feel his cum still full in her tummy. A little trickled out, but not much. Daddy was pulling up her knickers, not caring if they were being reported at that second.
Amy was slowly standing up and turning around. “That was really good, Daddy”
“I’m glad you liked it, Baby. Go clean yourself up in the stall, and don’t you dare clean my cum out.”
“Yes, Daddy.” Amy went into one of the stalls and began to clean herself up
She could hear her Daddy cleaning up at the sink.
Amy loved her Daddy. She glanced through the crack in the door and could see her Daddy washing his hands at the sink. She giggled to herself, wondering if they were going to get banned from the theatre, or if the lady wasn’t going to tell on them. Still, they should probably leave soon, either way.
Soon, the two of them were leaving the bathroom, hand in hand, and saw the woman from before just outside the door, blushing a little. Amy gave her a little finger-wiggle, and they laughed quietly as they headed towards the back door.
All he had to do was make it through the weekend, and the collar would be his. She had promised him when they heard about the “gathering” that if he were totally pleasing this weekend the collar would be his. She had taken him out to pick it out. It was a simple but handsome black collar with sharp spikes shining all over it. She told him it suited him it was very masculine and so was he. He had blushed at Her praise and felt his chest puff just a little tiring not to be too cocky. She had laughed and kissed him grabbing his crotch discreetly, leaving him with a raging hard-on. He still had it when She made him go pay for the collar. She had walked behind him saying loud enough for the clerk to hear “your going to be so sexy in just that pet” as she walked out of the shop. She could suck a fucking Bitch and it made him crave Her all the more.
He had not been sure he would be able to do the things she had asked of him this weekend but he wanted to just to please Her, to be Her chosen one. She had the stable but this would put him above them as Her favorite. Just thinking about it made him stiff. He knew he had to be careful he had seen Her pack the chastity devices. He did not mind them unless She needs some service of him during his restriction. Looking down he could not believe he was wearing nothing but chaps and chest leathers. She loved to see him dressed like this but when She had told him it would be his outfit for the entire weekend he had, had to fight so hard to simply state, “yes Ma’am, as you wish Ma’am.” But She had been so pleased by it that She had taken him hard that night. His butt squeezed together reflexively at the memory. But now he found it freeing, he noticed right away he was not the only slut being exposed, he also noticed that no one seemed to notice here.
T/they were settled around a huge fire now, he had been at Her heels all day She had, had him wear his cock collar and leash today to keep track of him refusing him the honor of a neck collar. T/they were at a Dom’s ranch it was private property and there was no one around for miles. He had had the pleasure of meeting Her every need today. It was like a dream come true T/they had truly stepped out of the vanilla world and it was exhilarating beyond words.
“boy”
“Yes, Ma’am” he moved to kneel in front of Her as he had taught him to do.
“Go get the glove and the gel pet”
he knew exactly what that meant, but asked
“Pardon Ma’am”
he regretted that now, the look She gave him. But She had been right to he had questioned Her in front of Her Brothers and Sisters. He wondered now as he as getting the things she requested what his punishment would be for that. He returned to Her quickly not wishing to raise Her ire any more than he and already. He knelt before Her his eyes lowered and his hands raised out in offering.
“Where you were boy”
he returned to Her side. She never missed a beat in the conversation as She pulled on the latex glove and applied the gel to the middle finger. He shivered knowing what was coming next, as She reached behind him, he tried not to flinch or falter as he raised his bottom for Her. He kept his head lowered in shame and humiliation at what was happening to him here in front of everyone. At first, he was so nervous he knew he was too tight but She did not stop She kept playing rubbing his “pussy” as She named it working him open and even if he wanted to he could not have resisted. The conversation around him became white noise as he started to react to Her fingering him. Without thinking he started rocking against Her hand, gods She knew how to make his pussy behave. Then it happened.
“Sister your slut dripping there has made Mine very hungry.”
“Then let the slut come feed”
Those words snapped him out of his fog, “Ma’am?”
She looked at him leaning in and saying loud enough for all to hear “You’re going to get your clitty sucked bitch, and you’re never going to question Me again. Understood?”
He couldn’t speak, he was so humiliated, She had spoken of this before but had never mentioned preparing for it, he was not at all sure he could let this happen. But then he saw that look in Her eyes, that look he could never resist, that totally erotic, lustful, evil, so hot look She had. She took out a remote butt plug and he knew he would do whatever She wanted. She worked it into him then told him to kneel; he did as he had been taught crossing his feet under his bottom holding the plug deep inside himself, his back straight and his hand flat on his thighs. Then She began to play with the controls turning it up little by little, he could feel his eyes roll into the back of his head. Then he felt the lips on his cock. He stiffened coming out of his pleasure but She had predicted this and taking him by the hair pulling his head back and exposing his neck for Her to suck and bite at, and again he was Hers. He felt Her fingers as they reach down and stroked his cock into the male sluts mouth. The way the little cocksucker was going at his cock you would swear he was going to suck it off. She kept watch and as he adjusted to each speed of the toy in his pussy She would raise it up. He was so lost in the feeling that he had not even realized he was about to cum when suddenly his hands were on the back of the sluts head and he was shooting buckets down his throat. As it passed he began to realize what he had just done, he pushed the cocksucker away and very controlled.
“Mistress may this one be excused”
She nodded in response and he stormed back to the trailer. The rush the embarrassment he took out his book and began to write. He knew she would read it later but this was his safe book he could say whatever he wished here and She would not hold it against him. So he began
You fucking BITCH how could you do that to me how could you. We had talked about this and I told you from the beginning it was not something I wanted you could get one of the other stable boys for that I wasn’t into it.
Then he felt Her he suddenly knew She was standing behind him. Her arms wrapping around his shoulders as She read what he wrote. Her touch was amazing he lived for the touch of Her fingers on him. He felt Her lips brush his ear as She whispered to him
“That My sweet slut was the biggest rush a pet has ever given Me, thank you My sweet slut.”
She settled into his lap.
“Do you want Me to leave you to write pet?” She said while kissing his nipples
“No Ma’am”
“Good”
he felt himself giving into Her responding to Her wanting Her, he could feel Her need to take him like the dog he was. She stood and reaching for him by his cock She pulled him into the bedroom. She crawled up onto the bed and looking back at him through gritted teeth She hissed, “Fuck Me dog”. The words had no sooner left Her mouth then he was behind Her doing as She bid. He let his rage flow into his passion for Her and lost himself in the sound of Her pleasure. When She was spent he lowered Her softly to the bed and began kissing Her tummy a pleasure he was allowed without request. She pet over him.
Then he felt Her reaching for something.
“What is it Ma’am I will get it for you”
“No pet this is something I will get”
Then as She sat up he saw it, the collar, She reached around his neck doing it up.
“Tomorrow you will wear your collar and show the others what you have earned by pleasing Me so tonight.” With that, She kissed him and curled up against his chest. He held Her close and gently rubbed Her body till the two fell asleep.
Well here we are she thought, waiting for him, she looked out the window onto the mountain, peaceful and quiet for now. Always a challenge this one, but always fun. It was worth the takedown with him, to get to that pure surrender, a lot of work and well worth it. With that she took the last sip of wine, setting the glass near the counter’s edge and put some music on, and began to get ready.
It was always like a ritual, fingers slipping over all her different clothes, and with a knowing smile tonight was not about sweet and lace, tonight was about rob.. the very first thing she did was take out her boots and place them on her dresser. God he loved those, and she adored the fascination he had with them. Clean, dirty, didn’t matter he always got excited and always had a willing mouth.. along with everything else.
She let her long hair down with a shake, a quick glance in the mirror and even she saw how excited and sparkling her eyes were… oh he was in trouble tonight, and with that she threw her head back with a hearty laugh. Distracted, no longer going through the clothes she began to go through toys.. . canes out against the wall, floggers laid out on the table, rope and cuffs and leather binders all finding their place. Adding a new leather strap.. this one special, it wrapped over her boot with room for the dildo so she could wear these boots he so adored and foot fuck him, face down onto the carpet, ass high and marked in the air.. yep tonight was going to be fun.. wait till he sees this she thought. And yet there was more.
She looked towards the closet, a big shopping bag dropped off by her trainer friend, a full smile covered her face knowing she had a few surprises for the brat tonight. She loved the fact that he played hard, it just brought out the best in them both. Pushing each other, daring out that inner beast.. she loved the look in his eyes when she had him.. down, owned, taken.. tonight was going to be big fun.
Opening yet another drawer, she threw the strap-on onto the bed next to the shopping bag.. special, tonight was going to be very special. And with a glance, she looked at the clock, time to stop dreaming and get ready.
She never dressed in any order, oddly enough the things that made her feel a certain way went on first.. sitting on the edge of the bed as she put on her thigh highs.. and then with a twinkle of her emerald eyes, stepped into her boots, zipping them up as she wriggled her foot getting comfortable. She only wore these on occasion. They weren’t clean she thought with a smile and they will be soon. Basically naked she stood before the mirror. At last adding a leather thong, leather corset with studs.. her fighting gear she thought with a laugh. Some red lipstick, she knew she looked good.
She waited for his arrival- first time visiting her at her retreat, high up in the mountains, no one around anywhere she thought with a grin. Music on, dressed, candles lit, one last walk around when she heard the car drive up and a swift knock at the door. She didn’t answer, instead of throwing from the upper window cuffs and collar with one single word “Strip”. She caught his eyes as they shot up at her… one, two, three seconds passed as she finally said.. “Is that a no?” Immediately he began removing clothing when she yelled back .. “Leave the boots on” and laughed out loud.
He was beginning to sense her mood, was a bit weary but his excitement was obvious… nothing nice tonight.
Finally he appeared at the bottom of the stairs and all he could do was look up, and when he did, his eyes first locked on her boots, those boots, then slowly up her leather-clad body till their eyes locked. He was beginning to swell with excitement, no hiding anything now. Naked, cuffed and hard.. and yes, she liked him just like that, as he was now accustomed to be. Descending the stairs slowly, his eyes flickered back to those damn boots. She had all she could do to not smile, she felt so damn good.. and so very ready.
“Knees” was all she barked out, and he dropped quick.. he had an ever-growing place in her heart, but that was for another time. Tonight they were bull and bullfighter, she made herself laugh, if he only knew what they did to the bull’s balls.. ha.. go figure.
Reaching him she kicked his legs wide apart, one leg with the boot tip, the other full foot on. She wrapped her gloved hand into his hair and yanked his head back hard as her right hand struck from nowhere slamming into his cheek, leaning forward her breath hot, sweet, close to his lips, she sucked in his bottom lip and bit down hard. That bitter coppery taste filled into her mouth, the scent filling her.. she had drawn first blood. When he went to kiss her she slapped him again hard. Noting the change in his eyes.. the resolve, that.. that, certain look. It was on.
“Evening Mistress, I am here to serve as you wish” he muttered. “Are you rob, are you truly here for how “I” wish?”. .. then she continued, tonight is consensual, nonconsensual play”… “shit” was all she remembered him mutter, yet when she looked back down at him.. hard as a rock, she just laughed. And with that simple exchange, began the evening.
Hand still wrapped into his hair, she dragged him into the back room, leaving him crawling, scrambling to find his footing to barely keep up with her. It was all dark, except the back brick wall was lit. She stood him there, about 2 feet from the wall with a sharp “Don’t move.” being the only spoken words.
She began to circle him, slowly.. a pinch here, a tug there, a punch and tug as if she was inspecting him. Pressing up against his back, her full breasts in spikey studs digging into his back, but he only leaned back against her more. Her breath was hot on his neck and shoulders, biting into him, teeth sinking into his neck, shoulders, arms.. and the hardest bite on his cute tush. Leaving the first of many marks to come his way that night.
She walked around to face him, their eyes locked yet again, fire in each.. the beast was out in them both. She lifted her hands slapping hard open-handed onto his chest. He barely staggered and kept his gaze. Over and over the hits got harder, chest reddening, breath hard and quick, yet he barely blinked, almost puffing out his chest for the next blow, which he gladly got.
She was short, yet solid and finally a closed fist double blow threw him back to the wall, as he tried to catch his step, one quick knee to his groin just about made him slump against the cold brick. She watched him fight to catch his breath, eyes watering but always so tenacious she thought. Finally, he corrected himself and stood again, as before off the wall. She slammed her hands against him, throwing him back, practically bouncing him off the wall, over and over, yet he came back up to her, and the fucker dared to laugh.
One quick punch to the face and kick to his balls sent him reeling back, and slumping down.. again their eyes were locked, she stepped forward, her foot over his cock and balls. Her foot lowered, touching, rubbing, and slowly pressing as he held her gaze.. “Who are these?”.. “Your Ma’am”.. absolutely right boy she said aloud. She continued to assert more pressure, feeling the flesh flatten underfoot and slapped him hard yet again. With that, she saw some color.. nice.. very nice.
Putting her full weight and then pulling him forward to his knees while he caught his breath, she pressed up against him, her scent filling as there was no doubt of her excitement. She felt his hand reach out, and travel up from her ankle when she froze “ Who told you to touch?”. She kicked hard, the blow forcing him back, laid him out onto his back. He tried to curl, protecting himself, and with one threatening look, as much as he wanted, he relented with a shiver, laying back as she kicked his legs wide apart and spread eagle. Sharp kicks to his inner thighs brought colorfast. She looked at him carefully, noting that by now he had found his happy place.
She attached a long cold chain leash and without even looking back dragged him from the house into her meadow.. laying him out against a large rock that stood on edge on her property.. besides the rock was a bag, one he hadn’t noticed before, and she removed her leather gloves, stuffing them into his mouth, not for quiet but for effect. In the bag was a pair of training gloves.. small boxing gloves a friend had leaned her earlier.. she put them on, taking a jab at him to see how it felt, he moaned loud into the muffle of leather.
She began to work at his body, shots to his face, chest.. a hard blow to his side making him double over as she had a quick upper jab, too bad he didn’t know what she did in her spare time .. any time he dared moved, she pushed back against the rock.. no toys tonight just her hands. His lip was swollen, but there he was, tall, beautiful and defiant. She worked him over until he finally fell to his knees.. she removed the gloves.. her hands now tender to his flesh, rubbing over swells and marks. She headed to the house with a quick look over her shoulder and a “Don’t move” was all she spoke.
From the kitchen she could see him, barely moving, but rubbing parts of his body, with a smile she knew he was sore.. she emerged drinking some water and looked at him in the moonlight. Beautiful he was, he leaned forward towards her, and one kick took him to the ground reeling yet again. “Who told you to move?” he tried to crawl but now we were in the woods, she picked up a switch,, nothing more then, a young branch and methodically worked him over, following him as he tried to crawl, tried to tell her that he needed a break, but she knew him all too well. The marks were beautiful, fresh stripes over the bruises, and what she couldn’t whip she kicked. For every defiant look or movement came a barrage of action, quick, flurry like, not giving him time to think.
Finally, panting he looked to her.. a single tear trailed down his cheek, and only then did she know she had him, surrendered, hers. “Ground” was the order barked and he laid quickly over the brush, moans and whimpers as she stood straddling over his face, her boots, the ones he loved literally on his hair.. “who owns you rob”, she stared down, both breathing hard, and she finally got a “you do M’lady” … she lifted her foot and placed it onto his face, heel against his mouth, toe against his forehead.. “You are literally under My feet rob, never forget”. She stepped hard holding him down, low, into his place. Eventually straddling over him, pale eyes looking deep into who he was as she lifted her skirt, golden drops marking the already marked body, as always he took this gladly.
At long last pulled him up and headed back into the house.. far from over.. but the surrender had been won.
I arrive at Mistress’s home, fully prepared. Earlier that day I had been instructed to shave my genitals, fit myself with a butt plug (tied tightly in place), attach tweezer nipple clamps to my nipples, get dressed and on the way to Mistresses home, pick up a nice bottle of wine and some flowers.
When Mistress opens the door she smiles and invites me in. After a hug and a warm hello she leads me to the kitchen, where I place the wine on the counter and quickly arrange the flowers in a vase. “Now let’s see how well you obeyed my orders”, She says, stepping closer to me and instructing me to take off my shirt. I unbutton it and place it over the back of one of the dining room chairs. She smiles and lets out a bit of a contented, “Mmmm”, and then grabs the chain between my nipple clamps and pulls on them. They have been on for almost an hour now and are very sore, but it excites me tremendously. I moan and do my best to stand straight. While holding them taut she reaches around and feels for the butt plug through my jeans. Again she lets out a pleasant, “Mmmm”. “Take off your jeans!” She commands but does not let go of the chain to my nipple clamps. It is a bit difficult but I manage to open my jeans and shake them to the floor and step out of them. With my pants on the floor, she begins to inspect my cock and balls, all the while holding the chain to my nipple clamps taut. “You did a very good job!”, she says. “But what is this?”, she points to the new metal cock ring I am wearing that fits tightly around the base of my cock and holds my balls apart from one another. “I didn’t mention anything about a cock ring!”, she says firmly with a tug on the chain to my nipple clamps. Stumbling over my words a bit, I finally lower my eyes and say, “I thought you might like it, Mistress”. She smiles, “It is very nice… but you must learn to do EXACTLY as you are told! … Come with me!”.
She grabs my cock and balls tightly and walks me to the “play” room. She removes my nipple clamps, sending a painful rush of blood to my nipples, and after rubbing my sore nipples a bit, she places clothespins on them with a squeeze for good measure. I squirm a bit, and can’t help but let out a soft moan. She bends me over the spanking horse and ties my hands and feet very tightly and as far apart has she can pull them. Then walks around behind me and investigates more closely my butt plug and the rope job I did to tie it tightly into place. She leaves the room for several minutes… and when she returns she is wearing a black leather corset, a black garter belt with black stockings, and a pair of lacy black panties that I can just barely see-through in the dim light. She walks across the room and stands directly in front of me, slowly moving closer until Her beautifully shaven pussy is directly in front of my face and is almost completely visible through the lace panties. “Do you want it?”, she asks coyly. I eagerly respond, “Yes Mistress!”. “Then you must learn to follow my instructions EXACTLY! Can you do that?”… “Yes Mistress”… “We will see slave!”. She goes a short way across the room, Her back to me, and slowly removes the corset. Finally, She turns to face me, Her breasts are magnificent and I am overwhelmed with desire. She sits down in a leather lounge chair facing me, closes Her eyes, and slowly begins to rub Her breasts, eventually moving slowly over her stomach, and then to Her pussy. She is rubbing very slowly, taking her time… one hand is on Her breast twisting Her nipple ever so slightly and the other is rubbing through Her panties. This goes on for what seems like an eternity… She begins to moan very slightly. I have almost forgotten about the pain in my nipples from the clothespins being pinned tightly between my body and the spanking horse. Suddenly she stops, She has that look in her eye now. I know I will be receiving some sort of spanking. She loves giving me a good spanking when she is aroused, it only adds to Her excitement she has told me many times before. She walks up inches from my nose, removes Her panties, tells me to open my mouth, and then stuffs them in. I am TREMENDOUSLY aroused! She moves to the wall and removes a heavy leather flogger, and works it across my butt for the next 5-10 minutes, giving me a good warm-up. My butt is really starting to sting, and I know that she intends on giving me a good one tonight. She goes to the wall to get another whip with a bit more bite and is really starting to swing hard. I am gritting my teeth, and after 10 minutes of good hard whipping, she stops and rubs my butt with Her hands. My cock has softened a bit from the pain, and I know She is not happy about that. She has always trained me to keep my cock hard no matter what she does to me. She walks around in front of me, Her bare pussy directly in front of my face, removes Her panties from my mouth, and in a soft but very firm voice she asks me “Have you learned to do exactly as you are told?”. “Yes Mistress, I am yours and I will do exactly what you tell me to do!”. “Very good”, she says with a purr. She bends down so she is looking directly into me eyes… pauses for a moment… and says, “For your sake I hope so!”.
She unties me from the horse, removes the clothespins, and finally removes the ropes keeping my butt plug in place. The butt plug slowly escapes and falls to the floor. She moves back to the chair and tells me to clean up. While I quickly put everything away, she again begins to slowly rub Herself all over. Once i’m finished, she tells me to kneel in front of Her. I can see that she is very excited. She points to some of the juices that have gone down the inside of Her leg and asks if I would like to taste them. I of course respond with an eager, “Yes Mistress”! She wipes up the juices with her finger, stands up, turns around and wipes them onto her asshole. “Well then, go ahead my little slave”. I move in and begin to lick, gently and slowly at first, and then a bit faster. I dig as deep as I can because I know Mistress loves that. She moans and after a few minutes, she sits back down, grabs the back of my head and pulls it tightly to her pussy. For a few moments, She grinds Her pussy on my face, up and down, using my nose and mouth to create friction… Her juices are covering my face. Then she tells me to, make Her cum. Over the last few months, she has trained me to perform EXACTLY as she desires it. Her first orgasm comes very quickly, and she pulls me away for a moment, then she pulls my face back to Her pussy and tells me to take my time. I keep Her very excited, licking and sucking slowly, and after 10 minutes or so she has another orgasm. This one seems to be very slow and intense… she constricts and writhes, seeming to hold on to it. Finally, She looks down at me and asks very softly if my jaw is tired. “Yes Mistress… a little”, I respond.
“I know what will fix that”, she says smiling devilishly. “Go get those nipple clamps again, and be quick about it!”. “Wait… I have an idea, bring me the IcyHot too”. I am a bit nervous, but I respond “Yes Mistress!” and I quickly return with both items. She opens the IcyHot, puts a good amount in Her palm, grabs my cock and slowly starts stroking me for several seconds. It is starting to get warm when she rubs the remaining amount on my balls and leaves to wash Her hands. At first it tingles, feels warm and is almost kind of nice, but the heat keeps building. As the heat takes hold, she returns and applies the nipple clamps tightly to my already very sore nipples, admires Her handi-work, smiles and says, “Now you will forget about your sore jaw”. She relaxes back into Her chair, grabs my face, and grinds against it again for several minutes and then finally puts me back to work. my nipples are sore and my cock and balls are on fire. I am moaning into Her pussy as I lick and suck and the sound seems to excite Her tremendously. After another 15 minutes of careful attention, she has Her 3rd orgasm. She rubs my head tenderly, “Excellent work slave! I am very proud of you!”. “I think I am going to need some penetration to finish this beautiful session, but I certainly can’t have that IcyHot inside me!”. She blows on my cock, making the IcyHot hotter again, leads me to the bed, ties me tightly face up with a pillow under my head, and quickly straps a dildo to my face. My cock and balls are burning, my nipples are sore, but I have never been so excited! Mistress loves riding my face an it means she is having a great night so far. She lowers herself slowly, Her smell almost makes me go over the edge. She rides and grinds to several orgasms and finally lays next to me silent for several minutes. Finally, she stands up, collects Herself, without a word, and unties me. Then to my surprise, she leads me to the wall and grabs a spreader bar. She places it between my legs, spreading them very far apart. She attaches an impaler pole to the center of the spreader bar, attaches a long dildo to the end, places lots of lube on it, and pushes it deep inside my ass… then locks it in place. Still silent, She pulls my hands up over my head and ties them like that using a hook in the ceiling… then removes the nipple clamps, rubs more IcyHot on my cock and balls, walks to the door and turns out the light. Before she leaves she looks back and says, “I need to clean up. I am going out for dinner with Cindy tonight. I’ll be back in a few hours, but the idea of you here in this predicament while I am at dinner will excite me tremendously. Be ready when I get home!”. She smiles and closes the door.
2
Mistress finally returned home a few hours later. I was very excited to see Her again, but also very nervous. The last several hours had left me feeling mentally drained, and I wasn’t sure I had much more to give. She opened the door and smiled at me. “Did you think I forgot about you, my darling?”, she said. “No Mistress”, I replied. She walked closer to me and began to inspect me. I was dying to be released, but She continued to look me over as She spoke, “We were having sooo much fun!”. Mistress paused, wiped a bit of sweat from my forehead and then continued, “Cindy and I decided to have a few glasses of wine after dinner.”. “Have you been a good boy while I was gone?”, she queried. “Yes, Mistress”, I quickly responded. “Well then, lets get you down from there. You can’t do me any good hanging there.”, She said as She smiled devilishly. She unhooked my hands and then left me to do the rest. She instructed me to clean everything up, including myself while She slipped into something more comfortable.
When She returned, she was wearing a black negligee and nothing else. I was kneeling in the center of the room with my head down to the ground and my butt high in the air, as I had been taught. Mistress placed a collar around my neck and then walked me over to the lounge chair in the corner of the room. She sat down in the chair and instructed me to kneel in front of Her. She placed her hand behind my head and directed my face down between Her legs. With my face inches from Her naked pussy, she began to pet my head. My cock instantly sprang to attention, and After a few minutes sitting there She asked me, “Which would you prefer? I can place you back on the impaler, or you can come please me in the bedroom.”. It was an easy decision, I would join Her in the bedroom even though I knew it would probably be much more difficult.
In the bedroom, Mistress gave me a glass of water and a caffeine tablet. “Don’t want you falling asleep on me.”, she purred into my ear. After I took the tablet She bent me over the end of the bed, and attached ankle cuffs to each of my ankles. Using ropes attached to each ankle and looped around the feet at the corners of the bed, She pulled my legs far apart until I thought I would split in half. She tied the ropes off tightly and gave me a good spank on the ass with Her bare hand. Then She placed wrist cuffs on each of my wrists and using some more rope pulled them as tightly as She could towards my ankles. I was now completely immobile, but there was more. Mistress stepped into view holding a head harness with a ball gag and several D-rings. She laughed a little as She rubbed the ball gag on Her butt hole and then placed it in my mouth while She positioned the head harness on me. Once in position, She pulled all of the straps very tightly and the ball gag sank into the back of my mouth. She walked around behind me, and after a few moments I felt something metal against my asshole. As it eased in I realized it was an anal hook (large metal hook with a ball on the end). With the hook firmly in place, Mistress tied a rope to the top of my head harness, pulled my head back and tied the rope to the hook in my ass. I couldn’t move my head forward at all and the hook was pulled tightly into my ass.
The overhead lights went out and a small bedside lamp was turned on. Mistress crawled into bed and positioned Herself so my face was between Her legs and only inches away from Her pussy. She began to rub Herself all over and slowly made Her way down to the area around Her pussy. She took Her time slowly rubbing Her inner thighs. After several minutes She moved closer to Her vagina, but still only rubbed around the outside. She began to tell me how much She enjoyed the thought of me on the impaler while She was out having a nice dinner and drinks with Her friend. She told me how She loved the idea that I was completely immobile and that I had to watch in frustration as She slowly brought Herself to orgasm. Right at that moment She slowly began to rub Her vagina. She would rub up and down and then switch to circles. She varied Her pace from slow to medium and then back to slow. After several minutes She began to get very wet. The smell aroused me so much I thought I could cum without anyone even touching me. I tried to gyrate my hips to get some friction on my penis, but I could not move at all. Sensing my frustration She reached down and rubbed Her glorious juices under my nose and all over my face. I hadn’t been allowed to come at all this evening and my balls were beginning to ache. She continued rubbing, every so often slipping a finger inside and withdrawing it again quickly. Over the next 20 minutes She built Herself up to a mind-blowing orgasm. Her body shuttered and She let out a loud groan/moan/growl sound. She sat still for several minutes, then reached down and rubbed Her juices over my face and nose again. She moved down in the bed so Her pussy was on my face and said, “Good night darling. See you in the morning!”. I was extremely aroused and as the minutes turned into hours it only got worse. I was wide awake and every movement Mistress made in Her sleep seemed it would send me over the edge. In fact, at one point in Her sleep, She began to slowly grind Her pussy on my face, and I completely forgot about how sore my neck, butt and jaw were. I began to wish I had chosen the impaler, this was the worst torture ever!
That night, I don’t think I got more than an hour’s worth of sleep. When Mistress awoke She rubbed Her pussy up and down my face a little and then sat up. She untied the rope between the hook in my ass and the top of my head harness. “How did you sleep dear?”, she asked. I still couldn’t answer with the ball gag in my mouth but She continued anyway, “I slept wonderfully!”. She unfastened the head harness and removed the ball gag. My jaw was very sore, but I did not dare complain. She laid back in bed and told me to begin to lick Her very gently. She told me She woke up extremely aroused but was still very sensitive from last night. I slowly licked and after a few minutes, I could feel Mistresses pelvis begin to gyrate a little. I quickened my pace and lightly began to suck every so often. Eventually, She let out a soft moan and then got out of bed. She smiled at me and asked, “What shall we do today?”.
3
I heard the front door open, and I suddenly became very excited. It seemed like I had been in this predicament for several hours, and the time must have been getting close to midnight. When Mistress came into the room, I very much wanted Her to be pleased. I tried my best to stand as straight as I could, I straightened my arms above my head and I began to think about the evenings activities in the hope that my penis would begin to stand at attention. In the midst of my preparation, to my surprise, I heard voices!
Mistress had invited Cindy back to Her place and I could hear them in the next room. I couldn’t quite make out their conversation, but my mind began to race. After a few minutes, the door opened and I could hear Mistress say, “Would you like to see him?”. My penis was at full attention now, but I was still a bit nervous. Mistress turned on the light and I had to squint a bit as my eyes adjusted. Mistress looked gorgeous in a pair of low cut jeans, and a sexy black top that was showing plenty of cleavages. Cindy stepped into the room, covered Her mouth, and let out a half-laugh, half gasp. “Oh myl! He’s been there all night like that?”, she said. “Wow!”, she said as she eyed me up and down. “Take a closer look.”, Mistress encouraged. Cindy came closer and my eyes shifted to the ground. She looked me over, giggled every now and then, and finally gave me a good swat on the ass. “He’s cute!”, she said as she smiled. Mistress smiled back, “Would you like to see some more?”. Cindy’s smile turned to a devilish grin, “Yeah, I think I’d like that”. Mistress walked over and untied my hands. “While he gets cleaned up, let’s go open a bottle of wine.”, Mistress said as she looked at my erection and smiled. “When you’re finished cleaning up, come out to the living room naked and bring your collar and those nipple clamps you were wearing earlier today.”, she said firmly and then left the room with Cindy.
Getting off of the impaler on my own was a bit of a challenge, but it came as a great relief. After putting everything neatly away, I took a very quick hot shower, grabbed my collar and the nipple clamps, and took a short moment to prepare myself.
When I opened the door I could see that Cindy and Mistress were sitting on the couch in the living room chatting and enjoying their wine. Their eyes turned to me, and Mistress instructed me to come to kneel on the floor in front of them. I kneeled before them with my eyes lowered and Mistress placed the collar around my neck. “He’s my little play toy. He cooks me dinner, cleans my house, and attends to all of my special needs.”, she smiles at Cindy. “We met at a New Year’s Eve party for bondage enthusiasts and he’s been serving me ever since. I guess that was almost 6 months ago.”, Mistress pulls slightly on my collar as she speaks. “I’ve had several fantasies about things like this, and even been in a few chatrooms on the internet but never took the next step.”, Cindy responded. “Would you like to see me give him a spanking?”, Mistress asked Cindy. Cindy nodded Her head yes. Mistress instructed me to lie across Her knee, and I quickly complied. Mistress placed my penis between Her legs and pulled my hand up behind my back and then began. Each swat I counted aloud and said, “Thank you, Mistress!”. After about 20, Mistress began to hit me a bit harder, “See how his butt is turning pink! It’s nice and warm now and I can really start to give him some good ones.”. The next 10 were quite hard and my ass was really beginning to sting! Mistress stopped for a moment, “Cindy what do you think? Would you like to see some more?”. Cindy was quiet for a moment and then asked, “Can I give it try?”. “Certainly!”, Mistress responded. Mistress pushed me off of Her lap and I crawled over to Cindy. She looked at me and smiled, “Get across my lap slave!”. “Yes, Ma’ am!”, I quickly responded. I was surprised to see that she had paid attention to every detail. As I laid across Her lap she positioned me so that my cock was between Her legs, she pushed my head down and then pulled my arm up behind me. She was very firm, but the first spank was not very hard. I began counting and responded, “Thank you Ma’ am!” after every swat. After 3 or 4 Mistress said, “Don’t be afraid to give him a good spanking. I’m sure he deserves it!”. The next several swats were much harder and by the count of 10 I think she had found Her stride. She was swinging hard, alternating cheeks and taking very few pauses. At 40, my ass was on fire and I was gritting my teeth after each swat. Mistress told Cindy she would have better control of me, if she placed my leg closest to Her between Her legs and underneath. Cindy did this and continued, hitting ever harder. I think she had begun to lose Herself in the role. At 60 she stopped for a moment and rubbed my ass. “Oh I could become addicted to this”, she said. Mistress laughed and responded, “When you think he’s had enough, let me show you how to put these nipple clamps on him”. Cindy pushed on to 80 before releasing me.
Mistress instructed me to lie face up on the coffee table. Cindy moved closer and Mistress started to put on the nipple clamps. “I like to get them on the real good. So I can tug on the chain.”, she told Cindy. “Pull his nipple up, put the clamp around it and then adjust the slider to tighten them. The tighter they are, the more they hurt and the more likely they are to stay on.”, Mistress put both clamps on me and then tugged a bit on the chain. “You try”, Mistress removed the clamps and handed them to Cindy. Cindy put them on very tight, moving the slider as close to the nipple as she could. I saw the grin on Her face as she tugged on the chain and my face changed to a grimace. Cindy looked down at my penis and asked, “What about that?”. Mistress smiles, “I don’t use that for sex much, I prefer to use his tongue and face. I’ve trained him to keep it hard at all times because I like the way it looks.” Mistress winks at Cindy, “Come with me. I think we need to get a few more things!”. Mistress and Cindy disappear into the dungeon and return several minutes later with a box full of toys. Mistress grabs some rope from the box and begins to tie me down to the table. She ties my wrists and ankles to each leg of the table and then pulls my knees far apart and secures them in place with a rope going under the table and to the other knee on the other side. Cindy pulls a metal cock ring out of the box and asks, “What are these other 2 holes for?”. “Those are for his balls”, Mistress answers. Cindy grabs my cock and slips the cock ring over my cock and starts to push the balls into place. At first they won’t fit, since it is meant to be very tight when I am erect, but as she painfully pushes and tugs on my balls, my erection subsides just enough for everything to pop into place. “Wow, I thought I was going to have to oil him up to get that on!”, Cindy giggles. She caresses my cock and balls as she admires Her handy work and my cock jumps to attention. The ring begins to trap the blood in my penis and it is quickly swollen and bulging.
Mistress and Cindy sit back on the couch, have another glass of wine and admire their handy work. They chat a bit about the evening so far and conclude that they are both ready for some pleasure. Mistress reaches into the box and pulls out Her favorite toy. It is a full head harness with a gag on one side for me and a dildo on the other side for Her. She places the harness on my head and makes sure everything is positioned properly before tightening the straps. “Cindy, why don’t you go first!”, Mistress says softly. “It is sooo much fun! And the idea that my pussy is so close to his face but he can’t touch it makes it so much better!”. Cindy smiles, pulls up Her skirt and pulls down Her red lacy panties. She hangs Her panties from my cock and moves up towards the other end of the table. She puts one leg on each side of my head and stands above me for a moment. Then she slowly lowers Herself down until the tip of the dildo is touching Her pussy lips. She rubs it back and forth and I can see Her juices coating the tip. She slowly eases the tip inside Her and pauses for a few seconds. Then she slowly lowers Herself almost to the base. She goes back up a little bit and then lowers Herself all the way to the base. Once at the base, she bounces a little and slowly grinds onto the base. I push my face forward to help improve friction. After a few slow strokes, she begins to move a bit faster, coming to the base and bouncing a bit before raising up and doing it again. She does this for several minutes and I can see that she is breathing heavier. The view of Her pussy moving up and down so close to my face is got me so aroused I almost feel like I’m drunk. Cindy lets out a soft moan and I can tell she is getting close. She lowers Herself all the way and I can feel Her full weight on my face as she grinds and bounces. She looks down at me directly into my eyes and firmly commands, “Look at me!”. She tightens a bit and her fluids rush onto my face. As soon as that happens I feel a bit of precum squirt out of my penis. Cindy rests for a moment before standing up and sitting down on the couch. Mistress is smiling, “I told you that was fun!”. Mistress walks over to me and to my surprise begins to untie me. “Slide down so your butt is at the end of the table!”, Mistress commands. She pulls my knees back to my chest so my ass is off the end of the table and completely exposed. She ties my wrists under the table and ties my knees so they are tight against my chest and as far apart as possible. Mistress removes Her jeans and a pair of pink silk panties. “Cindy, do you think you could do me a favor?”, as an evil grin comes across Her face. “I’d love to watch you give him a good spanking while I am riding his face!”. “Certainly!’, Cindy smiles as she gets into position. Mistress gets up onto the coffee table and straddles my face with Her face towards my feet. She holds my feet as she guides Herself down. The dildo touches Her lips in perfect position and she gently pushes it inside. She lowers Herself to the base. Her asshole is pressing against my nose. Holding my legs, she leans forward a bit and puts Her feet back down onto the floor. Cindy opens up with a hard spank, and the shock makes me jump a bit. Mistress begins to gyrate and bounce while Cindy quickly makes it up to 15 good spanks. After a few minutes, Mistress reaches down and pinches the clamps on my nipples. Cindy keeps spanking and Mistress is beginning to quicken Her pace. “Hit him harder Cindy! I like to feel him squirm underneath me!”, Mistress says. Cindy’s next spank stings tremendously and I bite down on the gag. The next is even harder! Mistress grabs the chain to my nipples and begins to tug on it mercilessly. I am squirming and moaning in pain and Mistress is riding and grinding my face faster and faster. Finally, she lets out a moan and pulls the chain so hard that the clamps come off my nipples. “Don’t stop Cindy!”, Mistress commands. Cindy focuses on one cheek now and I can barely stand it. Mistress gyrates a bit to get the last part of Her orgasm and then rests on my face. “OK…”, she says to Cindy and Cindy stops. Mistress unties me and directs me to my feet. She removes the head harness and tells me, “You can clean the dildo with your mouth slave.”. They both smile as I eagerly lick and suck the dildo. “Cindy, I think I am done for the night but you are welcome to spend the night. Who knows what fun we can have tomorrow!”.
4
Mistress finally returned home and I was extremely excited to see Her. When she opened the door and stepped into the room I was immediately struck with how gorgeous she looked. She was wearing a pair of tight jeans, a partially see through black top and a black corset over the black top. She looked me over for several seconds before starting towards me. “Hello my beautiful pet!”, she said as she admired me in my predicament. She stepped closer and pinched both of my nipples very hard, smiled and said, “Did you have a nice evening?”. “Yes Mistress”, I quickly responded. She reached up and unfastened my wrists from above me. “Get yourself down from there, I have some other ideas for you tonight.”, she said in a firm tone as she walked away from me and over to the lounge chair in the corner of the room. She watched as I struggled to get myself off of the impaler and unfasten my ankles. Once I was free, I knelt down in front of Mistress with my head down to the ground and my butt high in the air as I had been trained to do. “Very good. Now get me a glass of wine. I need something to drink while you clean up these toys and take a shower.”, she commanded. I knew Mistress doesn’t like to wait, so I moved very quickly.
When I returned and begun to kneel Mistress ordered me to stand with my legs apart and my hands behind my back. “Spread them further!”, she said as she slapped my inner thigh. She picked up a metal cock ring from the table next to Her and begun to fit it on me. This cock ring also had metal rings for each of my balls and when Mistress had a bit of difficulty fitting them into the place she gave my balls a good squeeze. After a few seconds, my erection subsided a bit and Mistress could easily slip everything into place. She admired Her handy work, slapped my cock back-n-forth a bit and then pinched both of my nipples. My erection sprang back to life and was now very snug in the cock ring. She grabbed a large (and long) butt plug from the table and commanded me down on my knees. “Get your butt up here!”, she said. She rubbed a generous amount of lube on the butt plug and then a generous amount on my anus. “Lets see if we can’t make this fit.”, she said softly. It took several minutes of coaxing, but finally, the tip slipped slowly into my ass. It was very long, and Mistress slowly pushed it all the way inside me. She then fastened it tightly in place with some rope. “Can you sit down?”, she asked. I moved to a wooden chair and eased myself onto the chair. “Yes Mistress”, I responded. “Good! Now come back here.”, she smiled and said. She began to tell me a bit about Her plans for the evening and as she talked she pinched my nipples. “I told Cindy I would meet her at a bar this evening, but I had to go and take care of something. I’ve decided I’m taking you with me. I will need someone to get me my drinks and amuse me for the evening.”, she said as she smiled. “You will be wearing these items under your clothes! Do you understand?”, she asked as she began to place tweezer nipple clamps on my nipples. “Yes Mistress! Thank you Mistress!”, I eagerly responded. She tightened the clamps a bit, “Don’t want these falling off in the middle of the bar.”, she said with an evil grin crossing Her face. I put my clothes on, styled my hair and Mistress made a few last-minute adjustments to make sure nothing was visible. “One last thing!”, Mistress said firmly and then unbuttoned Her jeans, reached down into Her panties and began to rub Herself. She rubbed for almost a minute and then pulled Her hand out and wiped it under my nose and all over my face. She smiled and finally placed them in my mouth and told me to lick them clean. The smell of Her pussy drove me crazy and the thought of Her juices on my face, while I was out in public, was almost too much.
We arrived at the bar, and Mistress sent me directly to the bar for drinks. It was a bit difficult to walk normally, but I made my way to the bar through a crowd of people. I was getting looks from several women at the bar and I was sure they could see something. I ordered the drinks and then began to look for Mistress and her friend. It took me a few minutes, but I finally them near the back of the bar by the dance floor. As I walked across the room towards them I could see several guys checking them out, and as I got closer I saw 2 guys already talking to them. I stepped confidently through them, politely introduced myself to Cindy and delivered the drinks. Mistress loved for me to be confident and suave when in public, and I knew if I was intruding she would immediately let me know. She smiled at Cindy, Cindy smiled and the guys excused themselves. “Thanks!”, Cindy said relieved to be rid of them. “It is very nice to finally meet you. I’ve heard so much about you!”, Cindy said with a smile. “Very nice to meet you as well.”, I responded. After an hour of small talk and a few more drinks the girls went off to the bathroom.
When they returned, Mistress smiled at me, stepped next to me and slyly pushed on the butt plug through my pants. “We’re going for a dance. Grab us a few more drinks”, she said with a gleam in Her eye. When I got to the bar, one of the woman bartenders came directly to me. She smiled and asked me for my order. While she was getting the drinks she kept smiling. When I looked a bit puzzled she told me she had just come from the bathroom. “I hope you washed your hands”, I said trying to be funny. “I overheard a few girls talking about you.”, she quickly responded still smiling. “I’ll give you these drinks for free if you’ll let me do something.”, she said her smile widening. “Depends what it is.”, I responded. She reached across the bar and pinched my nipple. “Wow! Can I see them?”, she asked a bit quieter now. I unbuttoned a few buttons and flashed the nipple clamp attached to one nipple. “Anytime you need drinks, come back and see me!”, she smiled at me. “Thanks!”, I said and winked at Her. Wow, I can’t believe that just happened I thought as I walked back to our table. I watched the girls dance for a few songs and thought about how lucky I was to have such a great Mistress.
When the girls returned, Cindy walked directly to me. “So I hear you have a little secret!”, she said. I looked at Mistress, “Unbutton your shirt and show her”, Mistress said to me. I stepped closer to Cindy and positioned myself so no one else could see. I unbuttoned my shirt and Cindy’s eyes widened. “Do they hurt?”, she asked. Before I could answer Mistress told Cindy to tug a bit on the chain. Cindy gave slight tug on the chain and I grimaced a bit. Cindy buttoned my shirt up for me and commented, “That’s sexy! You’ve been wearing those the whole time!?”. Cindy looked at Mistress and asked, “How did you convince him to do that?”. “I told you, he will do whatever I tell him to do!”, Mistress responded. “He cleans my house, cooks my dinner, gives me massages, attends to my sexual needs, and obeys my every command! He’s my play toy!”, Mistress continued. “Wow! I’d love that!”, Cindy smiled at me. “If you’d like to see more, he’s got a few more secrets I haven’t told you about.”, Mistress told Cindy and then took another sip of Her drink. “He’s also wearing a cock ring.”, she told Cindy. “Really!”, Cindy said. “Show Her!”, Mistress commanded firmly. I again stepped closer and did my best to position myself so no one else could see. I pulled my cock out of the top of my underwear so Cindy could see. She took one finger and pushed my cock to one side so she could see a bit better. I was a bit nervous exposing myself like this. I am a very confident & assertive man in my public life and had always been very private about my submission & BDSM activities. Cindy smiled at me while I put my cock away and buttoned myself back up. “What other secrets are you hiding?”, Cindy said to me as she tugged a bit on the ropes around my waist. I looked at Mistress. “He’s also wearing a butt plug! Reach around and give it a push.”, Mistress said just loud enough for Cindy and me to hear. Cindy stepped closer to me, reached around to my ass, felt between my cheeks and found the butt plug. She hesitated for a second and then gave it a push. “It’s longer than this glass and wider than this.”, Mistress said holding Her fingers up so Cindy could see. “I like him to be reminded of his servitude to me at all times.”, Mistress continued. Mistress leaned over a bit towards Cindy and continued, “Plus it gets me excited to know that he is doing all of this for me and I’m the only one who knows about it. Well, until tonight that is. Our conversation at dinner got me thinking you might appreciate something like this.”. Cindy looked me up and down and you could almost see her brain working. I tried to act normal and drink my drink.
Finally, Cindy turned to Mistress and asked, “Do you loan him out?”. My jaw dropped a bit. Mistress thought for a minute or two, looked me in the eyes and then responded to Cindy, “I haven’t yet, but I don’t see why I couldn’t! We’ve been friends for a few years. What did you have in mind?”. “I’d like to take him home with me tonight!”, Cindy responded. It felt very strange being talked about this way when I was standing right there. “I’ll allow that, but on two conditions. One, that you bring him to my house in the morning and tell me about the evening in detail! And two, that you promise to give him a very good spanking for being such a lucky boy!”, Mistress said and let out a little laugh. “Oh, I can do that!”, Cindy responded with a smile. Mistress finished the last of Her drink and then gave me a hug. “I’m heading home. I’ll see you both tomorrow.”, she said still standing very close to me. Before leaving, Mistress held my balls firmly in Her hand and whispered in my ear, “Be a good boy my pet!”. After Mistress left, Cindy’s eyes changed. There was still a bit of lust and wonderment but now there was also strength and confidence in them. “Come over here!’, Cindy said firmly. She pinched my nipple, looked me in the eyes, and said, “We’re leaving, and I hope you’re not tired because you’ve got a long night ahead of you!”.
My friends had always warned me about the dangers of getting involved with a woman who has children by another man, especially teenagers. Yet, when I met Cindy those warnings were easily ignored. It seemed that Cindy and I were two pieces that completed a puzzle. Our relationship was easy and natural. We shared the same interests, values, and enjoyed wonderful sexual chemistry. The more I got to know Cindy the more I came to love her and after only a couple of months of courtship, we were engaged to be married.
One of the aspects of my relationship with Cindy that I truly came to treasure was the kinky sex we had. Before meeting Cindy I had never really had any truly incredible sexual experiences. Sex was good, but there was not much to talk about. Cindy changed everything. The first time I saw her long sandy blonde hair framing her soft-featured face I was drawn to her. As I got closer it was impossible to lose contact with her deep hazel eyes. Cindy’s figure was just to my taste as well; curvy and voluptuous. We chatted and began sharing intimate details of our lives rather quickly. On our third date, we made love for the first time. Cindy asked me to choke her and, although I was hesitant at first, I eventually complied. Cindy and I soon began to meet up for sex regularly. Each time the sex became a little wilder. Before I met Cindy I thought it was kinky if the woman was on top of me. Now I was taking kink to a whole new level. I had tied Cindy up, spanked her, choked her, slapped her and all sorts of other things I never would have even considered if she had not suggested them.
Cindy had two kids; Luci and Henri. Luci was sixteen years old and ignored me for the most part. She was a beautiful young girl with long naturally light blonde hair. Luci’s eyes were an emerald green and they had a way of expressing whatever emotion Luci sought to portray without her facial features changing in the slightest. When she smiled Luci had cute dimples and an adorable little wrinkle in her nose. She was fully developed, though not as curvy as her mother. Luci was athletic too. She loved soccer, tennis, and going for runs. Other than that I did not feel like I knew Luci very well when I married Cindy. Cindy assured me that Luci was a smart girl that cared deeply for her brother and was really going to go places. Henri on the other hand worried Cindy a great deal.
Henri had been a talkative little boy according to Cindy, but by the time he was 7 or so he began to withdraw. Cindy was concerned that Henri was depressed or suffered from a mental illness. Once Henri had withdrawn he never reemerged. Now, he was fifteen years old and had no friends except Luci. Luci seemed to be the only person Henri trusted. Cindy wanted to see Henri show an interest in girls. He was a good looking young man, lean and toned. He had sandy blonde hair and hazel eyes like his mother. When I first met him I was impressed by how polite Henri was and had hoped that perhaps, as a male influence in his life, I could bring him out of his shell.
After Cindy and I were married I tried to take a more active role in the lives of her children, but mostly found myself being shutout. I did not make an issue of it though. The first few months Cindy and I lived together were true marital bliss. She quit her job as a legal secretary at my urging and stayed home to work with me. I ran an accounting business out of the house and it was nice to have the extra help. Cindy and I took regular breaks throughout the day to enjoy each other. For the first time in my life, I did not feel lonely and I actually began to enjoy my work. Yet, I began to feel there was an odd dynamic between Cindy and her children that needed to be addressed. Cindy was not given enough respect and I felt her kids were headed in a bad direction. When I brought it up with Cindy she became emotional. Cindy said that Luci had a sharp tongue, but always brought home good grades and gained the praise of her coaches. Henri was quiet and Cindy admitted she was worried about him but was not sure where to start. I told Cindy I would slowly begin to assert myself and see if it helped. She thanked me and we fell asleep in each other’s arms.
Then it happened. The other shoe dropped and less than a year into our marriage everything changed in a way that could never be fully reversed. Cindy and I were asleep. Suddenly I heard the door slam shut and the loud sound of heels coming up the stairs. Cindy stirred and went back to sleep, “Looks like you are handling this one.” I went out into the hallway and saw Luci dressed in a short denim skirt and a tight pink tank top. Luci looked at me when she reached the top of the stairs and her eyes said, “Back the fuck off,” though she did not speak a word. “Where have you been?” I asked calmly. “Go to bed George,” Luci whispered in a firm voice. “I asked you a question,” I replied in a stern but controlled fashion. “Yes, you did George,” Luci said with a smirk, “and I gave you a command. Obey me if you love my mother, think about that. Now, I am a little bit stoned and heading for bed.” I tried to think of the proper response, but Luci didn’t give me time to think. Before I could say a word she went into her bedroom and slammed the door in my face. I opened it quickly before Luci had a chance to turn the lock.
Luci’s eyes were a raging storm of green fury that screamed, “You’ll live to regret this!” at me, but I assured myself if I am man enough to become the master of the mother I could easily tame the daughter who had obviously gone too long without proper discipline. “Get out of my room and never open my door again,” Luci growled, as I stood in the doorway. Henri, whose bedroom was in the basement, began creeping up the steps. “Did you bring a friend home too?” I asked Luci. “You are a disgusting pervert George,” Luci spat at me, “I saw you choking my mother and her calling you ‘master’. It made me sick.” I was astonished. Cindy and I had always been careful not to play when the kids were home. If we did it was always quiet and behind the privacy of our locked bedroom doors. Before I could respond Henri was standing behind me looking animalistic. I thought he was ready to pounce, but then Luci asked him to go back to bed and assured him everything was fine. He nimbly bounded down the steps without a sound.
I turned back to Luci and told her I was sorry if she saw anything that upset her. I made her understood that what her mother and I did was consensual. Yet, I also told her it did no excuse her sneaking out and coming home in the middle of the night stoned. Then I asked Luci, “So what are we going to do about this?” Her reply was short and sweet, “We aren’t going to do a thing right now George. We are going to get some sleep and it will all be handled in the morning.” It seemed fair enough. I did not have the energy for kicking and screaming fight at the time anyway. “In the morning when Cindy is there to back me up I will nail her little ass,” I thought to myself, as Luci closed the door in my face for the second time that night.
When I woke up the next morning Cindy was sitting at the kitchen table with a bowl cereal in front of her that she had obviously not touched. “What’s the matter Sugar Pie?” I asked nonchalantly, as I grabbed some oatmeal out of the pantry. “Sit down George, we have to talk,” Cindy said with an icy tone I had never heard her use. “Is this about Luci sneaking out and getting high?” I inquired. “Not really,” Cindy began, “This is more about you George. Luci told me about you coming into her room last night.” I was beginning to feel my blood boiling and interrupted, “You are pissed at me for going in her room after she slammed the door in my face? That little brat admitted she was stoned!” Cindy put a single up to mouth as if to signal, “Hush,” and I fell silent. Then Cindy began again, “George I know that Luci smokes a little weed now and then. I don’t care. It is better that she smoke than drink in my opinion. I am also aware that she sneaks out once in a while. I don’t like it and if I knew she were out that late I would worry sick about her, but kids will be kids. However…however,” Cindy trailed off crying. Finally, in an even voice regaining control of herself Cindy said, “However what I can’t accept is living with a man that makes sexual passes at my daughter. Henri told me that he heard a door slam and when he came up stairs to check it out you were in Luci’s room groping her. Did you touch Luci in a sexual way George, did you hit her?”
I swore to Cindy on our love and everything sacred that I had not laid a hand on Luci. I told Cindy the exact details of everything that had happened. I assured her that although Luci was a beautiful young girl I was not attracted to her in a sexual way whatsoever and that I thought we should have a family meeting that included the kids. Cindy shook her head. She told me that she believed me, but that perceptions of events vary from person to person and that a meeting would devolve into name-calling. She said the versions of what happened were so different that I would be calling the kids liars and they be calling me a liar. Cindy made me promise to stay out of the kid’s business and told me that from now she would deal with their discipline. I told her it was fine with me so long as they weren’t running wild. We assured each other of our mutual love and Cindy even joked that we’d have the house to ourselves in couple of years. Yet, I could tell that something didn’t feel exactly the same. I no longer felt like the head of the household and wondered if I even had a place in this “family”. I knew that if we were going to make things work I would have to regain Cindy’s respect, get to the bottom of Henri’s lies and tame Luci.
Cindy left to attend a charity event she had arranged and I sat in our bedroom brooding over the events of the night before. By mid-afternoon I decided I had to confront Henri about his accusations. In my mind, the first step to tackling this problem was getting Henri on my side. I headed down to Henri’s room in the basement and on the way down the stairs I was overwhelmed by the distinct smell of marijuana. It really pissed me off, because I had been very clear that I did not want drugs in my house. I flung Henri’s door open and was completely stunned by what I saw.
Luci and one of the soccer teammates were naked on Henri’s bed. The two athletic young teenagers were squirming around and each had their head buried in the other’s crotch. Henri was kneeling next to the bed clutching a pair of panties to his face and stroking his long rock hard member, as he watched the girls please each other. My entry into the room initially caused the three horny teens to look at me, but then they simply went back to their orgy. The lust in the room was obvious and they started completely ignoring my presence. For a moment I just stood there watching Luci hungrily lapping at the dripping pussy of her foxy little friend. Luci’s friend had long auburn hair, tan skin, a tight round ass and large bouncy tits. The two of them intertwined and lost in each other’s pussies made my dick wiggle just a bit. Then I caught myself and screamed, “What the fuck is wrong with you kids! You are brother and sister for crying out loud!”
As I was yelling Henri blew his load and lurched forward moaning. Luci sat up on her side and glared at me with her powerful green eyes. Her look conveyed a clear message, “Get involved or get out,” but she did not say a word. Luci’s friend turned toward me for the first time and said to Luci, “Your step-dad would be hot if he shaved the beard and got his hare cut. I love men with salt and pepper hair, but right now he looks a bit too much like an overweight Kenny Loggins.” Luci laughed and agreed, “Oh my god, George does look like a pudgy Kenny Loggins, doesn’t he Molly?” I felt embarrassed, angry and scared all at the same time. These kids were different than I was at there age. They seemed to have no sense of authority or shame. “You need to go Molly. Henri and Luci get dressed. Meet me up stairs because we need to talk,” I growled, feeling adrenaline coursing through my veins. I slammed the door and as I turned for the stairs I overheard Luci say, “Clean up Henri’s mess Molly.”
I sat at the kitchen table for what seemed like an hour, my mind racing. Finally, I heard footsteps coming up the stairs. Molly popped her head into the kitchen and I told her she was no longer welcome in our home. Without saying a word Molly strode over to me and pulled down her tight soccer shorts. I couldn’t help noticing that the carpet matched the drapes, as Molly ran her finger along her pussy slit. “I want to suck your fat fucking cock,” Molly whined. My dick became stiff in my pants and I felt my mouth become dry. Molly dropped to her knees and reached for my zipper, but at the last second I caught myself. I pushed Molly’s hands away from me and left the house to go for a ride in my truck.
When I returned to the house that evening I was expecting a shit storm. Yet, everything was cheery. Cindy, Henri and Luci were all watching television together in the living room. From the look of their eyes, I could tell the kids were stoned, but I chose not to make an issue of it. Cindy smiled when she saw me and asked me to join her on the couch. That night when Cindy and I went up to the bedroom I planned on addressing the events of the day with her, but wasn’t sure how to start. Before I could get into it, Cindy caught me by surprise. “I was a naughty slut, today Master,” she moaned, squeezing her tits together. “What did you do?” I asked, becoming aroused. “I got drunk at the fundraiser,” Cindy whispered. I threw Cindy on the bed and pinned her wrists down with my hands. “Looks like you’re in for it,” I warned. After cuffing her to the bed and gagging Cindy’s mouth with her own panties and a ball gag, I pinched her nipples. She began breathing heavily, as I kissed the smooth skin around the nape of her neck. “I’m gonna fuck your shit-hole,” I said softly, as I spread Cindy’s generous ass-cheeks. “Please don’t Master,” she wailed, bucking her hips as I entered her ass with only my spit as a lubricant. Cindy and I were moving as one and I felt myself nearing climax when our door swung open.
Luci stood in the doorway screaming bloody murder, while I was butt-fucking and choking her mom. I felt myself become flaccid and Cindy gurgled, trying to talk with a ball gag and panties stuck in her mouth. “How the fuck did you get open the door?” I hollered at Luci. Without answering my question Luci cried, “Stop attacking my mom! Someone’s breaking into the house!” I heard the sound of a window shattering and thought that for once Luci may be telling the truth. I did not bother putting on clothes and retrieved a pistol from my nightstand. Then I ran down the stairs to see what was happening. When I finished looking around downstairs and outside I couldn’t see any signs that someone had been on our property. Immediately I began to suspect that Luci and Henri had planned this stunt, but I didn’t have any proof. I knew Luci had a way of spying on Cindy and I in our bedroom. I knew Luci had a way of opening our bedroom door when it was locked. I was almost certain Luci and Henri had conspired to come barging in on Cindy and I during sex, but the problem was that I couldn’t prove any of it.
I needed to get Cindy on my side or I would lose her if I went to war with her kids. I loved Cindy and couldn’t imagine returning to a life without her. So, I kept my mouth shut and went back upstairs to the bedroom, wrapped in a blanket. Cindy, Henri and Luci were all huddled together on the bed. “No one’s out there,” I told them, “I checked all around outside. It must have been a prank.” When the kids were out of the room Cindy told me she had explained to them I wasn’t abusing her and that our sexual play was consensual. I wanted to tell her about Luci and Henri’s sexual play, but thought better of it. I still needed proof of all their bad behavior.
The next couple of weeks went by without any serious incidents. Luci was a totally disrespectful bitch towards me and Henri was almost always holed up in his bedroom. The smell of weed lingered in the house most of the time, but I had decided if all they did was smoke a little pot I could live with that. Then Cindy’s favorite aunt fell ill and she had to go out of town to care for her. I worried that being alone with the kids would spell trouble and I was right. On the first Friday night Cindy was gone groups of teenagers began showing up at the house. When the initial group arrived I figured I wouldn’t complain if the kids had a few friends over. When the second group arrived I took a picture to show Cindy how many kids were at our house and that they had alcohol. Then I proceeded to tell them to leave or I would call the police. Luci told her friends to stay and asked to have a word with me upstairs. “You don’t want to talk here. Trust me George,” Luci laughed, as Henri smirked and nodded. Upstairs Luci handed me a photograph of Molly kneeling naked from the waste down between my legs. “I should have known,” I thought, tearing the picture in two. “We got copies, George,” Luci smiled, as she headed back down the stairs, “now stay in your room and don’t embarrass yourself. Remember, Molly is only sixteen.”
I felt my blood boiling, as Luci accepted a mixed drink from a boy at the bottom of the stairs. She looked up at me with a sly smile and her emerald green eyes told me, “I own you now.” Yet, I was not broken. “It was my house and I was smarter than these kids, though, “I may have to play their games for now, but I’ll bide my time. Once I catch them in their web of lies they will pay.”
Sunken deep into the recliner, feeling numb and unable to move, I watched as Luci and Henri fervently locked lips. Molly watched sitting Indian-style and puffing on a blunt, which she passed to me. I coughed as I inhaled the heavy smoke, but was surprised by the sweet fruity flavor the weed left in my mouth. Henri lay onto his back, hissing, “Please, please, please…” as he stared deeply into Luci’s eyes. “Nope,” Luci cooed, as she crawled up Henri’s body, straddling him. Then she took a seat atop his face and Henri tongue-fucked her shimmering sex passage, as she howled in delight. Henri’s long swollen pecker wagged, as he brought his sister to climax and her cum ran into his mouth. Molly once again handed me the blunt, taking Henri’s prick in a tense iron grip, tugging and pumping his pulsating member until it spewed forth a mammoth load of thick joy juice, which Molly sucked off his tummy with bravado.
The rest of the night I can only recall in bits and pieces, like cropped photographs being quickly shuffled before my eyes. I can’t be certain of whom or how many, but I have some recollection of devouring pussy after soaking wet pussy, the pain of my penis being unable to stiffen making my whole body ache. I was whipped, but by who or why I couldn’t tell you. I think at one point Henri was completely naked, walking on his hands across the middle of the room, while the others lounged on either side of the room, smoking marijuana and drinking booze. I am pretty sure I passed out in the bathtub, though how I got there I couldn’t tell you. I remember being awakened by loud noises and seeing one of Luci’s sexy young teammates puking in the toilet, next to the tub, while another girl held her hair out of her face.
When I awoke the next morning, I was not in the tub, despite being nearly certain I had been sleeping in there at some point in the night. What had really happened and what had all been part of my surreal nightmares was impossible to distinguish. The reality of what went on was simply a blur. I reached down to caress my cock, but became aware the whole night was not a dream, as I noticed the contraption was still attached to me. My stomach sunk and my heart skipped a beat, realizing Luci had me under her control in a very physical sense.
Then I remembered the “make-over” and hurried to the mirror to see what the kids had done to me. Much too my surprise, they had done an amazing job. I knew that I needed to update my appearance and the kids had done an effective job. My hair was short, but trim and stylish. Even though I had never been able to part with my beard on my own, the lack of facial hair gave my look a little more class. “I’m no chunky Kenny Loggins now,” I thought, “more like a husky George Clooney.” Although the make-over had been an improvement, I was not happy with what had happened the night before. In fact, the new look gave me a little more self-confidence and made me even more determined to reign in the kids.
I went downstairs with forced gusto and a nervous stomach. My hands were trembling as I approached Luci and Henri in the kitchen. The kids were sitting at the table eating brightly colored sushi. I couldn’t help but notice the way Luci slowly clenched her teeth around raw meat and crushed it, as it tore in two between her sharp incisors, her lips gliding across the pink flesh. Henri on the other hand chomped and throttled his food like a dog that hadn’t been fed recently. Both eyed me with amused anticipation.
“How are y’all doing this morning,” I asked, placing my hand down on the counter and meeting their gazes. “Morning?” Luci giggled, covering her mouth, “It’s nearly 6 p.m.” I was astonished. “We were wondering if you were dead,” Luci began, as Henri whispered something into her ear. I couldn’t make out what Henri said exactly, but I thought I heard the words, “too much in his drink.” “I am fine,” I retorted collecting my thoughts. “So they put GHB in my beer or something,” I concluded in my mind, “If I can drug them, perhaps I can turn the tables. After all once I felt the effects of the drug I couldn’t deny their requests, why should they be able to deny my orders?” “You stink George. Go shower,” Luci commanded, and I obeyed, as I plotted my next step.
That night I was unable to sleep. Perhaps it was the fact that I woke up so late, or maybe it was everything I had on my mind. I took a stroll through the house and noticed that both of the kids were gone. I carefully rummaged through their rooms in search of the GHB I suspected they had put in my drink. “I’ll never find it,” I thought, but then I came up with an idea. I was going to enlist the help of my friend Doug. Doug was a trust fund baby that was really into weight lifting. I had heard him mention using GHB and I knew he would be intrigued by my predicament. “I’ll call Doug,” I decided, “but first I’ll use this time with the house to myself.” I began making peepholes into both of the kids’ rooms. Now I would know what they were up to.
The next couple of days went better than I had thought they would. Henri ignored me and passed by me in the house like a specter without saying a word. Luci teased me occasionally, holding it over my head that she had control of my dick. She also told me that from now on I was to address her as, “Highness,” even when Cindy was around. Cindy’s return home from her aunt’s place couldn’t come soon enough in some ways, however, in other ways I dreaded it because I did not want Cindy to see the way Luci had subjugated me. For the most part there were no major incidents though and nothing of note happened until Henri slipped me a note one morning on his way out of the house.
The note Henri handed me read simply, “Accept Luci’s reign or else”. “Was Henri running this show? Was Luci simply his puppet or was he her slave too?” so many questions raced through my head, as I read and reread the note. Suddenly the phone rang and it was Cindy, asking me if the kids had told me she was going to be home. “No, they…they didn’t mention that,” I stuttered, looking around the house that was trashed from their partying. I began scurrying about trying to pick up crap that was strewn about the living room. “Well I’m pulling into the drive-way,” Cindy beamed, “I’ve been missing you something awful and can’t wait for you to fuck my brains out.” My attempt to talk was stifled by the arid desert that was my throat, “I, uh…umm, have other ideas for you,” I rasped.
Cindy was shocked by the state of disrepair the house was in. I explained that the kids didn’t listen to me and had some parties. I told Cindy that I had a plan to deal with the kids disrespect, but I did not fill her in on any of the details. Nor did I tell her about Luci caging my dick and making me her slave. Cindy agreed that she had never been able to discipline the kids either and suggested that we “Kill the kids with kindness, saying, “They are good kids. Show them you love them and they will come along.”
“Sure,” I replied, not buying it, “I’ll even call Luci, ‘Highness’ you know that is what she wants Cindy?” Cindy laughed, “Oh Luci was just teasing you. She does fancy herself something of a princess. Speaking of which, you are looking like a very regal Master. I love the new look Sir. At least I came home to one good surprise.”
I took Cindy upstairs and laid her spread-eagle out across the bed, binding her wrists to the bed frame. “Please take it slow! I’m a virgin.” Cindy whimpered in a little baby voice. It was her favorite role play. “You think I’m going to pass up a chance to fuck that sweet twat?” I growled, slapping the insides of her bounteous thighs. “Just take it, easy Master,” Cindy winced, feeling the sting of my blows. I began to whip feverishly with a cat-o-nine-tails and hatched a plan, “Since I can’t fuck you because of Luci’s cage on my cock, I might as well make this scene about denial.”
My whipped cracked loudly against Cindy’s reddening breasts. “Please have mercy Master,” Cindy squealed, as I continued to whip her relentlessly. “Red, ReD, RED!!!” Cindy hollered, calling out our safe-word to end the scene. “If you can’t take what I have to give you then, I won’t fuck you,” I said to her coldly, “Let’s see how you like this dildo.” Cindy was pissed.
Cindy ordered me to release her and told me that she felt I was taking out some sort of frustration on her. She made it clear we wouldn’t be playing for a while. “It’s for the best right now,” I thought, “I can’t even get naked in front of you right now without you finding out about the contraption Luci has on my dick,” Cindy told me she was going out and needed to clear her head. I sensed she was mad, figured I went too far and decided to give her some space.
Once Cindy was gone I peered into Henri’s room. He and Luci were lying naked together on the bed talking. From where I had created my peephole it was difficult to make out everything that was being discussed. Yet, I was able to gather that Henri really wanted to fuck his sister Luci. Several times he raised his voice whining, “Why? Why do you torture me like this? Why won’t you allow me inside you, Luci?”
Luci’s response was too quiet for me to hear, but Henri seethed, “I’m not going to FUCK Molly. I’d much rather keep my virginity. I am keeping it for you and you alone.” Luci smiled at him and traced along the side of his face with her finger. Henri kissed her softly, running his hand through her long blonde hair. Luci kissed him back, massaging his earlobe. Then Henri slid down the bed and began to plant wet open mouth kisses on Luci’s pussy. Luci giggled a little, accentuating her dimples and her twinkling green eyes stared up at the ceiling, as she came.
I was starting to feel a bit too much like a voyeur of my stepchildren and I turned away. Nothing that was going on would help me get back into my position as head of the household. The thought of videotaping Henri and Luci’s incest crossed my mind, but I doubted it would really give me any leverage because the kids had no shame. I called my friend Doug and explained to him everything that happened since the night I caught Luci sneaking in stoned. I told him about the lies they told Cindy. I told Doug about the orgy the kids forced me to take part in and I told him about how Luci had my dick locked up.
Doug took a keen interest in everything that had happened to me. He asked many follow-up questions and I trusted Doug would be an excellent ally in my battle to get control of my house back. Doug and I set up a meeting for the upcoming weekend. He agreed to bring GHB and was eager to meet Cindy, Henri and Luci. I was confident that my plan would allow me to triumph over the kids and I was happy that Dough was on board with me, as he had always been a true friend. After hanging up with Doug, I thought, “Now to get through the next few days.”
That night when Cindy returned home, she was openly hostile toward me. It hurt a whole lot. Luci, Henri and Molly were lounging on the couch together in the family room. Luci ordered me into join them, “Come watch television with us George.” I headed into the room, not wanting to stir up any trouble. “When I speak you obey and acknowledge me George,” Luci gloated, “Do you have something you would like to say to me?” I felt my face warm with embarrassment, “Sorry your Highness. I will do better in the future your…” I trailed off as Cindy made her way into the room. “Why didn’t you finish what you were saying George,” Luci said cheerily, while Henri and Molly looked on with satisfaction. “What is going on? What were you saying George?” Cindy inquired with suspicion.
Luci’s devious emerald eyes declared, “Humiliate yourself for my amusement,” though she smirked without saying a word and I recalled Henri’s note to me, “Accept Luci’s reign or else”. The kids had blackmail material. I could only imagine how much they had since the night of the orgy. I had no choice, but to obey for now. “I was just thanking her Highness for inviting me into the family room and apologizing to her Highness for not addressing her properly the first time. I promised her Highness that I would be better in the future,” I explained, with a shaky voice and blushing face, my eyes averted toward the ground. Luci, Henri and Molly all chuckled and exchanged knowing glances. Cindy understood that she was on the outside of an inside joke.
“Are you really going to call Luci, ‘Highness’ George?” Cindy asked, “Did you really think she was serious when she asked you to do that? Is there more going on here that I should know about?” I looked to Luci, who gazed back at me sucking on one of her fingers, while Molly played with Luci’s light blonde hair, and Henri massaged Luci’s feet that were curled up on his lap. “Talk to me George,” Cindy bellowed, with mounting irritation. “What the fuck,” I thought, forcing myself to look Cindy in the eyes, “I might as well lay all the cards out on the table right here and now.”
“Cindy there is a lot of explaining I have to do,” I began, “The kids and I had some issues while you were at your aunt’s place helping to care for her.” Cindy looked on with an expression of horror. Henri watched with cool distant eyes. Luci awaited the spectacle with a devilish grin. Molly kneaded Luci’s shoulder, with her face surrounded by Luci’s hair. I hesitated, as I felt my heart pounding out of my chest and struggled to regain composure. I knew the entire truth had to be told; no crazy scheme involving Doug would solve this predicament. “What ‘issues’ George?” Cindy sneered, “Get on with it already. You’re making me nervous.”
Cindy was angry with me. Yet, she sure looked sexy when she was mad. Cindy’s full red lips formed a scowl that reminded me where Luci got her dimples from. Cindy’s arms folded across her chest highlighted her big luscious tits, and my eyes couldn’t stop drifting down toward them. “The issues were basically all stemming from a lack of respect,” I stated with conviction, feeling Luci and Henri’s eyes molesting me, “I was not showing the kids, Luci in particular, enough respect. How can I expect them to respect me, when I am not showing them respect? You know what I mean Cindy?”
“Am I the world’s biggest vagina?” I wondered, knowing deep down I made the right choice by not spilling the beans. “George I’m confused,” Cindy gasped with exasperation, “Be more clear and tell me everything.” I knew that being honest would just force the kids to use the blackmail and it was possible I would end up in prison. Fear of prison is what forced me to cave in the first place.
“The thing is Cindy,” I began, trying to string together some plausible reason why I would be calling Luci ‘Highness’ and taking responsibility for the kids acting like spoiled brats, “The kids were acting out toward me because I wasn’t being fair to them. I had too high of expectations and I didn’t appreciate how they are each successful in their own way.” Molly burst out laughing, and Cindy asked her to leave, but Luci told Cindy that Molly would be staying.
Cindy gave in and Molly returned to rubbing Luci’s shoulders. “Continue George,” Luci ordered, swinging a ring with a key on it around her finger. “I’ve never had kids. I can be gruff. These kids are smart and they got a sense of humor,” I rambled on bullshitting my way through this humiliating speech, “So yeah, I realized while you were away, Cindy that I needed to change my attitude. The kids and I talked about the rules of the house. Some we agreed on others we didn’t. One rule I agreed to was calling Luci ‘Highness’, I think it is good for her self-esteem.”
Cindy’s brow furrowed, “Well I think it’s strange, but if you and the kids are getting along I can live with,” she sighed, looking very uneasy “Anything else important?” My mind raced, but it wasn’t sure which direction to go, “No. Not really,” I grumbled, looking at the ground. “What’s this key for?” Luci asked me, holding the key she had been twirling up in the air for all to see. “Dun-Dun-Dun,” Henri sang, suddenly springing to his feet, fixing his callous peepers on me, while Molly snickered in amusement.
“The truth is that I don’t know your Highness,” I retorted, putting the ball back in Luci’s court and avoiding exposing Cindy to the cock cage. “Bet you could guess if you tried really hard,” Luci whimpered, as if she was talking to an infant and Molly burst out laughing again. Cindy looked on anxiously. “Is it…Is it the key to my…my…cage your Highness,” I stammered, dreading what seemed to be coming next. “Yes,” Luci said flatly, her wicked green eyes exuding victory and her hands clapping, “Now show my mommy your cage.”
“Yes your Highness,” I groaned, lowering my pants as beads of sweat ran down my face and the overwhelming feeling of humiliation made my skin tingle. “George!” Cindy exclaimed, “Keep your pants on in front the kids.” It was too late though. I had exposed the steel contraption that Luci had forced me into. All three kids laughed hysterically. Cindy took the sight of it in for a second, “What happened while I was gone?” she gasped.
“I took ownership of George the same way I own you,” Luci chimed in a rhythmic tone, jabbing Cindy hard in the ribs, while Molly lit a joint and Henri crouched like a tiger waiting to pounce. “George doesn’t know about that,” Cindy mumbled, as if trying to put a cat back into a bag it has already leapt out of. “You see George,” Luci bragged, “I have as much leverage on my mother as I have on you. Remember when she told you to stay out of disciplining Henri and I? The reason for that is because she has no right to discipline us either. The Master disciplines the slaves and not the other way around. Isn’t that right George?” “Yes your Highness,” I nodded meekly, feeling like I was trapped inside a scary movie.
“Did mother tell you that she had to beg me for permission to marry you?” Luci asked, with sadistic glee beaming from her eyes and a haughty expression gracing her stunning countenance. “No your Highness,” I rasped, trying to keep my composure in the face of pure evil. Unbridled rage coursed through my veins. “Well she did,” Luci crowed, “The only reason I permitted it was to take possession of your money and your home. I like this piece of property and this is an awfully beautiful house you’ve built on it. Now it is mine.” Luci’s eyes expressed her sense of accomplishment.
“Yes your Highness,” I nodded, deciding to go ahead with my plan to enlist Doug’s help as soon as I had the opportunity. Luci and Molly began making out with abandon, while Henri lapped at their feet from his perched position. Then Luci turned to us and ordered Cindy and I upstairs to the bedroom, forbidding us from leaving the room without her permission. As Cindy and I exited the family room, I heard, “Don’t go having any sex up there either,” as Luci mocked us further, adding insult to injury.
Cindy and I began having an intense discussion. She explained that Luci had always been emotionally abusive toward her, but that the older Luci got the more control she asserted over those around her. I was eager to tell Cindy my plan for putting Luci and Henri back in their place. After hearing it Cindy was worried, but she reluctantly agreed to go along with it. Then I looked out the window and saw many of the same teens that had been at the first orgy arriving at the house.
Cindy and I braced ourselves for what was going to come next. We were both terrified that the kids would involve us in their sick sexual decadence. As the night wore on the general din and moaning grew louder. Then the bedroom door swung open. Luci strode in flanked by Molly and Henri, three well built teenage boys followed behind. “Chug this,” Luci barked and shoved a warm glass of beer in my face. I obeyed, but this time it was piss and not the warm beer I had been expecting. It had a salty taste and was hard to get down without gagging. I could almost immediately feel that I had been drugged, but the sensation was less intense than the previous occasion. Henri placed an electrical dog collar around my neck, fastening it with a padlock, while Molly attached one to the cock cage so that she could zap my balls. Then my wrists and ankles were cuffed.
“Ready to get fucked mommy,” Luci snarled, as Molly bound Cindy to the bed posts. I squirmed to help Cindy, but Luci, who had the remote to my neck collar, and Molly, who had the remote to the collar on my balls, both shocked me simultaneously. The electricity was jolting and I fell to the ground. “You’re going to watch this George,” Luci gloated, “You’re going to watch it while I fuck you up the ass.”
Henri harnessed Luci into a strap-on that had a thick nine inch dildo attached to it. Luci spat into her hand, rubbed it onto the dildo and bent me over the bed fucking my ass, while Molly held my head up so I could watch Cindy get fucked. The first young man to screw Cindy had trim brown hair and a tattoo of an eagle on his arm. He entered her slow, but then began plunging into Cindy’s leaking sex-hole with greater and greater authority. “You like it you old cougar,” he sneered, as Luci continued to pound my ass and Molly taunted me about my predicament. I could hear Henri slobbering all over his sister’s ass, kneeling behind her, as she worked up a considerable sweat driving the dildo into my butt-hole at a quickening pace. Then another boy with shaggy blonde hair began slapping Cindy across the face with his cock, as it hardened.
“Was this how the rest of my life would be,” I wondered, with increasing panic and an impending sense of doom. The shaggy haired football player had his sizeable prick in Cindy’s mouth and she was deep-throating it, as her eyes watered and he groaned with satisfaction. My caged pecker was as flaccid as could be. I tried to struggle for a second, angry at the way Cindy was being used, but Molly and Luci zapped me repeatedly, clearly enjoying themselves.
The sturdy young man with the eagle tattoo on his arm, arched his muscular back and shot a load inside of Cindy, who heaved in what looked like a powerful orgasm. “Fucking-A,” he yelled, as he withdrew from Cindy’s quivering pussy, “Fire one off on her face Brett.” The shaggy haired young man, jerked his dick out of Cindy’s mouth and squeezed off a genuine 7 roper orgasm, leaving Cindy’s face covered in vast gobs of pearly jism. My ass was raw, Luci but still jack hammering away, as large droplets of her sweat dripped onto my back, she gave instructions to the young men. One began wiping the cum from Cindy’s face into her open mouth, while the other scooped his load out of her twat, feeding that to her.
Finally, Luci stopped butt-fucking me and climbed across the bed. She crammed the filthy dildo into Cindy’s mouth and made her suck my mess off it. An attempt to bring sanity to the room, caused Molly to zap me further. Molly ordered me onto my back and mounted my face. I gazed up at her dancing auburn hair from between her butt-cheeks, while I thoroughly licked Molly’s tight puckered shit-hole. At the same time, Molly sucked Henri off, pulling on his nut sack with one hand and massaging her clit with the other. I could hear Luci ordering the boy who had not came yet to fuck Cindy’s ass, while the other two boys flogged Cindy’s tits.
The scene repeated itself in several variations a few more times. The three high school jocks kept fucking Cindy, while she kept sucking them off and eating all the cum they had to offer her. Henri paid close attention to Luci and Molly worshipping their bodies with every chance he got. Luci directed the production, with Molly as her assistant and together they tortured me in ways I did not at the time think possible for a man to endure. My ass was fucked and my wife was fucked. I was forced to consume their steamy piss and humiliated as they occasionally broke wind in my face. I was electrocuted and whipped without mercy. Yet, when I didn’t think I could take anymore I did.
“You’re going to love this George,” Luci squealed, like a 1950’s television character saved by Flipper, then she pressed something against my forearm that made me shriek in agony. At the same time Molly pressed something into my other forearm. The carcinogenic smell of over-cooked meat lingered into my nostrils. “They fucking branded me,” I realized, as Luci and Molly agreed that burning me had brought them both to orgasm. Henri laid on the ground nose-to-nose with me, looking me in the eye, observing my reaction to the pain.
The teens exited the room and didn’t return again that night. I remained on the floor, drugged and humiliated. Cindy slept on the bed still tied down. In spite of the sedatives I couldn’t sleep. All I could think of was revenge.
The kids waited until the next evening to release Cindy and me from our bondage. Of course, Luci kept the cock cage on me and the electrical collars too. It was clearly Luci’s house now, as she ordered us around, forcing us to serve her and zapping me when I didn’t obey quickly enough. After a few days under Luci’s brutal rule, I was able to get access to my cell phone and call Doug. Luci wanted me to continue working to bring in money and that allowed me to use my phone. Usually, she monitored my calls, but she was stoned and distracted when I called Doug. Doug couldn’t believe how I had been treated and was eager to come over to help.
When Doug arrived, Luci was livid. “Who’s this?” she shouted, angrily, “Someone is at the door, asking for you George. Did I tell you that you could have visitors?” Cindy asked Luci for permission to exit the bedroom and went downstairs to address the situation. I had decided to alter the plan in a way that Cindy was unaware of because I feared she’d object. Using Cindy and Doug’s arrival as a distraction, I crept down the stairs and attacked Henri.
The boy never saw what was coming when I grabbed him around the waist, hoisted him into the air, and slammed him to the ground. He was too stunned to respond, as I began pounding his head into the floor, cupping it with both of my hands. Luci screamed and ran for the remote to my electrical collars, as I commanded Doug to stop her. Cindy screamed at me to leave her precious son alone.
Needless to say that shit doesn’t always go according to plan. I’m not exactly sure what Luci and Henri’s original plan was, but it changed at some point. My plan wasn’t perfect either. What you didn’t know, that I will reveal, now is that I am writing this story from behind bars. I’ve spent the last eighteen months in prison. I was charged with assaulting Henri, even though he wound up kicking the living shit out of me that night. A bunch of other bullshit charges were brought against me too, relating to providing drugs and alcohol to minors. The kids never did release the photos of Molly and me. Cindy never divorced me either; in fact what I learned the night I attempted to gain my freedom was that Cindy was in on it with the kids. Cindy loves living under Luci’s thumb because Cindy is a submissive bitch. When Luci found out about some friend of mine, named Doug that was supposed to come help me, Luci had Cindy pump me for more specific information, which Cindy then gave to Luci.
Recently, while in prison, I received a typed letter from Luci. It reads, “Thanks for everything George. I really enjoy the house and spending all your money. I bet prison sucks. Too bad for you, huh? Well, I have a proposal for you. You are welcome back into my home, as a husband to my mother and a completely obedient slave to me. She really loves you George. Even though my friends come over and gang-bang her, she is still not satisfied. She really misses you. Henri and I do too a little bit believe it or not. You sure are a fun slave to torture George. So you think it over. Your release is less than a month away. If you come back to us, I promise not to release all of the incriminating photos and videos I have of you. Can you imagine how good Molly would be on a witness stand? She loves drama! I’m sure you’ll make a smart decision. By the way, Doug is an eager little sissy maid, but he’s not good for much more than housework. Nothing humiliates him. In fact, I only keep Doug around because he keeps a clean house and he writes me a fat check every month. I’m sure glad I met him on Fetlife before he came to “help” you. Otherwise, I might be forced to look for a job instead of living off your pal’s trust fund. Can’t wait to see you, Georgey-Boy! I’m confident you’ll prefer being my bitch than being whose ever bitch you are right now. Your Highness, Luci.”
The scene: She is in her bed masturbating while her husband is watching TV in the living room. She has forgotten to draw the blinds, its dark outside and the lights in the room are on, she is completely exposed. Then she freezes, she notices the stranger right outside her window, watching intently. She is naked, her legs are spread and while one hand works a dildo inside her, the other holds a vibrator to her clit. The stranger sees everything, yet she can’t stop herself, she stares right at him as she pleasures herself.
And then she sees him walking to the french doors that lead from her room to the backyard, apparently, they were left unlocked tonight. Slowly, so slowly, he tries the latch and opens the door while she lies frozen, unable to move, unable to call out. He can hear the TV in the other room, but he is bold and without any words, he walks over to the bed and takes her by the hand, and stands her up. She is dripping wet, nipples hard, knees shaking as he looks her over, his hands on her tits, between her legs. She can see how hard he is through his jeans and that just makes her even wetter.
He pushes her down to her knees and undoes his belt and takes his cock out, jerking it off in front of her face. A thick cock, hard with a nice drip of cum on the end already. And then his hands are on the back of her head and his cock is in her mouth, in an instant. He pumps her mouth for a while, but she knows he wants more, she is right.
He stands her up again and turns her around and bends her over the edge of the bed. She feels so deliciously filthy as she notices she is consciously tilting her ass up for him, she wants that cock inside her and he is quick to take the invitation. Deep strokes, she takes it all, reaching down to touch herself as he fucks her faster, harder. She’s making some noise now, but she doesn’t care, she has given in entirely to the experience. And when she cums all over the stranger’s cock, he can’t hold it back any longer- he pulls out and shoots all over her ass and lower back.
It’s at this point that they both hear a long, low, “Ohhhhhhh” and notice that her husband is in the doorway watching, cock in hand, shooting some cum of his own just in time for them to see. Without a word, the stranger pulls up his pants and giving her cummy backside a playful spank, he leaves the way he came in. And as he looks back through the bedroom window, he sees the husband and wife embracing, his cum still dripping off her. He is glad he could help and so are they.
MFM fantasy she’d like to live out
Two men have met up to jerk off together but ooops, it turns out the house is not empty like they thought. As they quietly enter the bedroom, they find a woman in a nightgown and panties, mask over her eyes, asleep. She is restless and clearly having an erotic dream of some kind, her hand is between her legs, she’s gently touching herself.
The guys get really turned on by this and undress, begin touching each other. Then they get braver, hands run over her body, her breasts, between her legs. Carefully and without waking her, they slowly slip her panties off, hike up her nighty and part her legs. Very gently they begin to massage her clit and lips, slip a finger inside her. They need to taste her and they take turns licking, all the while making sure to not wake her up.
Since it’s clear that she’s not going to wake up, they make the logical decision that they should both fuck her, so someone carefully gets on top of her and with her body limp beneath him, starts to fuck her slowly and gently, firmly, deeply. The other begins to rub his cock on her lips and in her dream state, she opens her mouth and begins to lick and suck. Of course, they swap positions after a while.
When they can’t wait anymore, they lift her nighty higher to expose her breasts and begin to masturbate, touching themselves and each other, pulling on her hard nipples. It doesn’t take long until she has two loads of cum on her tits and stomach, the guys pull her nighty back down and leave the room, thankful she never did wake up.
The nice little stranger fantasy She has
The scene: She is in her bed masturbating while her husband is watching TV in the living room. She has forgotten to draw the blinds, its dark outside and the lights in the room are on, she is completely exposed. Then she freezes, she notices the stranger right outside her window, watching intently. She is naked, her legs are spread and while one hand works a dildo inside her, the other holds a vibrator to her clit. The stranger sees everything, yet she can’t stop herself, she stares right at him as she pleasures herself.
And then she sees him walking to the french doors that lead from her room to the backyard, apparently, they were left unlocked tonight. Slowly, so slowly, he tries the latch and opens the door while she lies frozen, unable to move, unable to call out. He can hear the TV in the other room, but he is bold and without any words, he walks over to the bed and takes her by the hand, and stands her up. She is dripping wet, nipples hard, knees shaking as he looks her over, his hands on her tits, between her legs. She can see how hard he is through his jeans and that just makes her even wetter.
He pushes her down to her knees and undoes his belt and takes his cock out, jerking it off in front of her face. A thick cock, hard with a nice drip of cum on the end already. And then his hands are on the back of her head and his cock is in her mouth, in an instant. He pumps her mouth for a while, but she knows he wants more, she is right.
He stands her up again and turns her around and bends her over the edge of the bed. She feels so deliciously filthy as she notices she is consciously tilting her ass up for him, she wants that cock inside her and he is quick to take the invitation. Deep strokes, she takes it all, reaching down to touch herself as he fucks her faster, harder. She’s making some noise now, but she doesn’t care, she has given in entirely to the experience. And when she cums all over the stranger’s cock, he can’t hold it back any longer- he pulls out and shoots all over her ass and lower back.
It’s at this point that they both hear a long, low, “Ohhhhhhh” and notice that her husband is in the doorway watching, cock in hand, shooting some cum of his own just in time for them to see. Without a word, the stranger pulls up his pants and giving her cummy backside a playful spank, he leaves the way he came in. And as he looks back through the bedroom window, he sees the husband and wife embracing, his cum still dripping off her. He is glad he could help and so are they.
