This doesn’t go into much detail about the past. If you want to know more about the past, check out the preview chapter I wrote called “Characters and Places”. DISCLAIMER*** This contains strong sexual fantasies including rape, torture and much more. If this makes you sick, please turn around. If this excites you, please stay.
This is it – Jillian’s big break. If the natives of an island paradise agree to sign over explorations rights she will finally get noticed.
Chapter One
I don’t really know why I am here. Oh, I chose to be here, and I want to be here, but I don’t for the life of me know why now of all times, I finally decided to convert a fantasy into a reality. But here I am – for better or worse. It is my choice, and I made it freely and willingly. And any minor regrets I am having I will deal with. I will!
Where is here? I am in my “Master’s Dungeon”. Well in truth, I guess it is his basement, converted with some dark cloth on the walls, a few racks, and tables, and several implements of pain and other delicious looking toys. But for all intents and purposes, it is the “dungeon”. The place where my “lessons” will take place. Where my “initiation rites” will occur.
How did I get here? I had been interested in doing something about my growing needs for a long time, and I had read some time ago that “pain is close to pleasure”, and “that there is a fine line between pleasure and pain”. Both of those silly, over-used clichéd statements intrigued me though, why lie. I had known for some years that my sex life was lacking some spice, and after many thoughts, and several fantasies, I decided this might be one way I could get some spice back. I don’t think I am “into pain” in those specific words, but the idea of heightened stimulation and pushing my feelings to new, extreme, limits fascinated me.
I had been aroused by images and thoughts of BDSM for some time now, and was now getting an opportunity to do more than dream. I am a 46 year old woman, (almost [for the most part]) happily married, and I have never, before tonight, ever entertained the idea of being unfaithful to my husband (ok, ok, yes …dammit, I’ll be honest, I had dreamed and fantasized before (often), but tonight was my first “real” effort at doing anything).
In the past several years I knew something was lacking in my sex life. But I just couldn’t narrow it down. I love sex, no shame in admitting that I love EVERYTHING sexual, but recently I was left wanting more. What, exactly, I didn’t know, but I knew I needed something else. The notion of a quick night time fuck, after everything else in the day had been done, usually in the dark, usually with minimal foreplay was leaving me empty. I had never refused my husband, and he did try, but after all these years he lacked imagination, and refused change. Hell, I even shaved my cunt for him once, hoping to arouse him some more, and he had the nerve to complain that he didn’t like the “smooth” feeling.
And yes, CUNT is my preferred word … CUNT, CUNT, CUNT. I was 19 when I married; a total virgin (hell, my future husband had never even seen, let alone felt, my naked tits; how dare he!), and (I am ashamed to admit) totally naïve. From that first married day, that first night he took me to bed, my husband told me I had a cunt. He said he would fuck my cunt. He said he would lick my cunt. He told me to finger my cunt. I was shocked. I was repulsed. I hated that word; I (even) hated him (temporarily). It was a disgusting word for weeks, but … I have a cunt. I now love the word, and eagerly, freely, jealously preserve my right to use that one single word – CUNT, CUNT, CUNT. My special word; my special place; my special cunt. Thank you, my dear husband for awakening me.
Before you think I am total bitch, and totally deserve all that fate awaits me, I will also say … from that first day I never refused him his sexual needs. I was just totally sheltered as a child. I really did know no better. And lest you still mock me, I will also admit I wanted to know more too. And … I was a willing, greedy, eager pupil, and, after that first rude awakening, his willing slut.
I admit to being a full-fledged 21st century person, totally addicted to the internet, and the whole Wicked Weird Web, as I quaintly call it, and I like the images and notions I am being exposed to. Some of the images available have sent my blood pressure rushing, and my cunt juices gushing, lol.
Some weeks ago, I met a guy (“AngelzDevil” is his cute non de plume) through a mutual friend, and we started talking. Or, I should say, he got me talking (to him), lol. I opened up to him like I have never talked to anyone, ever. It was only a matter of time before I was sneaking out to see him privately, and as we got to know each other, over several further meetings (casual and platonic), I found myself telling him things I had only ever thought off. And surprisingly, I longed to see him again so we could talk further. More astonishingly, I seemed almost obligated to tell him all, and then he casually told me he could show me the way to total pleasure, if I let him.
So what is “here”? BDSM is the all covering acronym for Bondage, Discipline, Sado-Masochism. Yes, in this dungeon, and . . . I am about to experience the darkest pleasures of sex.
I had arrived at his home, and we had shared a glass of wine and chatted quietly. Then he left me and went off to have a shower, with no pressure for me to join him. When he returned, wet, clean and dressed in a light robe, he invited me to also shower. I took his invitation, and spent nearly 30 minutes making sure my whole body was cleansed and prepared, paying special attention to my heavenly cunt. I do admit, I sneaked a quick finger or three into my cuntal flaps, ooohh, such was my pending excitement. When I dried off, I found he had laid out a similar looking robe, and I put it on, spending a further five minutes admiring my naked body in the full length mirror, before I demurely did it up.
Devil had then sat with me for the next hour and we had talked at length about what was going to happen. Tonight was my initiation, and nothing “intense” was planned, unless I specifically asked. One thing we had both agreed on was a “stop word” a safe word to signal the other that we had to stop. He had assured me he would respond immediately to my needs, and I trusted him. So why did I need such a precaution as a safe word? To ensure I was always in control, he said. My chosen word was “elephant”. Devil then explained that some people would just use “stop” as their stop word, but he told me that using that word was not always a good idea. Frequently people would cry out to stop, when in fact, that was all part of the act. Crying out to stop was a tease to do more, so stop was not a good word to use. And, if I was to be gagged, he then explained, I couldn’t use my stop word. He said that if I was gagged, he would hand me a red silk handkerchief. If I then dropped the handkerchief, he would take that as my signal to stop immediately. He further explained that “stop” didn’t mean pulling out, moving away or ceasing immediate action, it meant stopping what we were doing, long enough for either of us to settle, or calm down, then, and only then, would he stop. He gave me an example: “Say I was fisting your wet cunt, and at some point I hurt you, and you yelled elephant. I would know immediately to stop doing what I was doing, but I would not withdraw my hand until I knew you were in no pain, otherwise I might hurt you more. Do you understand?” I answered yes.
Having settled on my safe word, we moved on to the next step of my initiation.
In final preparation, and to calm me a little more, Devil then took me down to the dungeon, and gave me a guided tour. As he was walking around describing the toys he had, and what I might feel, he casually disrobed; then naked, he beckoned me to sit on some cushions on the floor.
We sat in the middle of the room casually discussing tonight’s plans. He was totally naked, and semi-erect, his thick, shaved cock and large foreskin were definitely beckoning to me. His pierced nipples were wickedly erect, and he sat totally without inhibition, gently stroking his cock as we talked. I couldn’t take my eyes of his thick uncut 7 inch cock. For my part, I really was relaxed sitting there, but still had a robe on. Oh, I was naked beneath, but we had agreed that tonight, nothing would happen until I was ready, and my signal of readiness was to disrobe fully. When, and if, I stood, and stripped, only then would the “fun” begin. I was in control he reminded me again.
My own tits had already gotten erect, partly due to the cold air in the basement, but also definitely because of the impending activities, which we were now discussing, and my cunt was already moist in anticipation.
Oh, lol, my name is Celeste.
Devil then explained the different varieties of “roles” we could play, together with some of the other terminology used, especially explaining to me the difference between a “top” and a “bottom”. Tonight he, as the “aggressor” or dominant player, was going to be the “top”, the one in charge, and I was to be the “bottom”, the submissive one.
He then told me a few more things to set the mood. BDSM has several varieties, the BD part is “bondage & dominance” or “bondage & discipline”. The SM part is “sadism & masochism”, also known as D&S, which is “dominance & submission”. Tonight, he was going to let me choose my own desire, but he had also warned me that if I came back for more, I would not be given the luxury of choosing. He would be in total control of any future sessions.
“Did I agree?” he asked me quietly.
“Yes,” I answered quickly.
“Yes, what?” He said slowly.
Yes, I agree”. I said, wondering what he was asking me.
“Listen, bitch.” He snapped. “I am the master here, and I will be treated with respect at all times. I answer to Master, Sir, or even Sire, but nothing else. I will ask you only once more, if you agree, and I expect your answer to reflect your respect. Do you clearly understand?”
“Yes . . . Master,” I replied, finally understanding what he was implying. I felt shivers go up my spine, and instead of being offended at his crude name for me, I was more excited.
He then explained that in the B&D part , we could “role play”. For example, “Slave/master, harem girl/sultan, little girl/daddy, student/teacher”. He was happy to do any of these with me, he said, and tonight he wanted me to choose. He also said that although S&M was often associated with pain and hurt it was also called “Sex Magick” by some people, and those people said it was like taking a fantasy and turning it into reality, creating a magical space in which your desires can come to thrilling life!
I knew I wanted more, and frankly, I wanted it all.
I told him I wanted to be his sub tonight. And that I was willing to try some extreme things.
He looked at me, smiled, and nodded. And at that I stood, disrobed, and stood defiantly naked.
Chapter Two
My nipples were rock hard, my cunt already dripping, as I stood silently waiting.
Devil stood, and walked over to me. He stood in front of me and looked me up and down. His eyes took in all of my body. He looked at my tits, “C” cup sized, my hard nipples, and my not thick, but not thin, light brown bush. He walked around and stopped. Looking at my ass? Then he returned, and his hand reached out and he stroked my left tit.
I waited in anticipation, and I wasn’t disappointed. He initially stroked my nipple softly, then pulled it hard, then stroked my breast softly, and slapped it also. He stung, but it felt so good. I shivered in desire. His hand moved to my other breast and he repeated his same actions, and again I felt my spine tingle. His hand moved down over my belly, and I felt him reach my cunt. Like before a gentle rub, then a startling slap.
I was shaking, but hoping for more.
“Little slut,” he said. “Tonight, I will introduce you to the pleasures and pains of dark sex. Do you agree?”
“Yes I do,” I answered, and almost immediately he struck me on the tit.
“Yes … Master,” I said. “Sorry, master.” He then reached for my tits, taking one nipple in each hand, and started to twist and pull. The pain was minimal, but the excitement was intense. He pulled and twisted my tits, looking straight at me, defying me to whimper, or cry. I did neither, I smiled. After about five minutes of torturous pulling and twisting, he released my screaming nipples. My tits felt like dead weights, and I felt a surge of blood enter into each tit.
“Kneel, slave,” he commanded, and I quickly obeyed him.
He stood directly in front of me, his now very erect cock pushing towards my face. He took hold of my hair, and pushed his cock towards my mouth. I opened my mouth, and he pushed his stiff cock in. I closed my mouth and started to suck his thick, throbbing cock, and I swear within 10 seconds he blew his load, pushing his cock hard into the back of my throat, preventing me from withdrawing, by holding tight to my hair. I sucked his cock seed down, and then licked his knob dry, as his cock shrunk.
“Very good, slave,” he said. “I always like to lose a quick load, so that I can take more time to enjoy myself later. Stand, slut”
I stood, and he ushered me over to the rear wall. Along the wall were a series of chains, ropes and other restraints. He stopped in front of some chains, paused, and selected one, and put a dog-collar around my neck. Attached to the collar was a six foot thin chain. With the collar firmly closed, he then took the chain and proceeded to lead me around.
I said nothing, nor was I expected, or permitted to, and I waited patiently. He stopped again, this time in the middle of the room and took my thin chain, and reached overhead. Attached to the ceiling of the room was a further chain, and he attached my small chain to this large one, pulling tightly to ensure I was nearly suspended. I now stood, very carefully, contained, in the middle of the room, and waited for his next move.
He walked behind me, but the tautness of the restraint prevented me from watching him. Along the rear wall were also some cupboards, and closets, and a set of drawers. I heard him rummage through a couple of drawers, and I heard a door open and close.
He came back to me, and immediately pulled a thick black blindfold over my eyes. I was now TOTALLY at his mercy. I was in total darkness, the blindfold covering not only my eyes, but my cheeks as well. And it was pulled down over my ears, muffling sounds close to me too. As he left me again, I felt his hand brush along my side, and flick at my ass.
I don’t know how long I stood there, maybe five minutes. I couldn’t hear anything, nor sense anything either. I don’t know what he was doing, I don’t know if he was just standing there. But I knew when he returned. His hand slapped out and stung my ass. I jumped. Then his hand caressed my ass soothingly, then slapped again. I jumped again. He came up behind me, and I felt his hands come around my body, and cup my breasts. I have large nipples and he took each nipple in a hand and started to tease and pull on them again. Then he stopped and kissed my back, slowly. He started kissing from just below my neck, down to, but stopping at, the crack of my ass. Soothing, slow kisses. His hands followed his kisses and my whole back tingled as he caressed me.
My hands were not restrained, but I thought it prudent to keep them by my sides, and therefore just stood there, suspended by the collar, as he played with my back. His lips kissed lower and I felt him kiss the crack of my ass. Mmmmmm. Then I felt his hands follow, and part my ass cheeks. His fingers caressed lower until he was now stroking my asshole. Then I felt him push a finger into my asshole. He stopped and again, moved away out of range. One thing I do know, he was taking his time, and he was not in any way hurting me. Oh yes, the tit play was a bit rough, but I was eager to do that. What I still didn’t know was what he had in mind for later.
When he returned, again after a couple of minutes, he grabbed my hands and started to push them behind my back, then I felt the unmistakable coldness of handcuffs as he securely, roughly cuffed my hands. Now I was well and truly restrained, and I felt my heart beat faster. I still felt ok though, and wasn’t panicking. But I have to tell you, sight and sound depravation is eerie.
“Slave?” I heard him say.
“Yes, master?” I replied.
“Good Slave, I see you remembered your manners.” He chided. “It is now time to enter into your second phase of your punishment and reawakening. Are you ready to do as I command?”
“Yes master,” I eagerly replied, not a hint of fear in my strong voice.
The whip stung me!
He whipped me on the lower left tit, just below my nipple, and I knew I would welt there; I felt it rise already, and involuntarily I let out a gasp.
The whip stung again, my right tit now, and this time I let out a cry.
“Listen slut,” he hissed. “A good slave does not offend her master. Any more outbursts and I will punish you. Do you understand?”
A third strike of the whip suddenly silenced me. He had whipped me in between my legs, right at the mouth of my cunt. I knew if I cried or whimpered, I would receive more. I wasn’t going to make any more noises.
I was now standing very alert in the middle of the room, Hanging by my neck, blind and near deaf, and shackled with my hands behind my back, and naked.
He came close to me, and I could feel his hot breath as he lowered his head along the front of my body. He stopped and took a nipple in his mouth and sucked, then bit. He repeated with the other nipple, and again my nipples started to tingle. His kisses continued down across my belly, and he reached my pubic hair. I felt his tongue as he licked at my hair, and then he kissed me on the cunt lips.
All of a sudden I felt my collar release from the ceiling, and he took the collar chain and started to walk. He led me to one of the chairs against the wall, and sat me down. There was a small indent in the back of the chair so that my hands weren’t pushing against my back or the chair. But as I sat I also felt that there was a gap in the base of the chair, and the way the chair was designed I had to spread my legs to sit.
As he positioned me, I also felt him bind my legs to the chair. Fuck, now I was starting to worry.
“Slave,” (possibly sensing my fears rise) he said, “This chair allows me, your master, to explore you deeply. It was specially built to allow me total access to your hidden jewel. If you relax, you will enjoy this pleasure.”
Then I felt him lower me back so that I was now lying almost horizontally, with my legs spread open and my cunt in total view. His hands started brushing the tops of my legs, and playfully pulling my pubic hair. And I will admit it, I was getting wetter by each touch. I then felt his fingers enter my cunt. First one, then two. And he started fingering my fuck hole deep. I was lying blind and helpless, exposed and decadent, and he was finger fucking me deeply; and I wanted to beg for more, but dared not speak.
Then I felt him thrust both of his fingers into my mouth. He wanted me to lick and clean the cunt juices from his fingers, and I obliged.
“Good,” I heard him say, and then he moved off again.
Nothing he had done so far had lasted very long, and it was almost as if he was just getting me “warmed” up for something, or else he was trying to get me to the point where I would let him do anything without complaint. (In all of our talks, he never did tell me exactly what he had planned for me).
‘Oh my fucking God’, I silently though when I felt the first tit clamp roughly clench my left nipple, then he did the same with my right and I had my tits well and truly compressed by those monster clamps. Then I felt him roughly grab my left tit, and he started to tie my tits up. I felt the rope grip my skin and he pulled tighter and tighter, and my tits nearly exploded, as he completed the first, then second tit. Now my tits were tightly tied and clamped, and they fucking hurt. Was this what I was supposed to feel? Was it time to yell ‘elephant’ yet, I wondered?
But as he walked away and left me, a strange thing started happening. The pain I knew to be very real, became replaced by a tingling electric-like sensation, and my tits started to feel like they were humming and vibrating. Mmmmm. I was beginning to like this feeling. Was that what was meant by “pain is close to pleasure”? I lay back totally relaxed, uncaring that my cunt was exposed, and dripping, tits burning, and I sighed a happy sigh. This was truly extreme, and intense, but so erotic too.
Chapter Three
Even though I was blindfolded, I closed my eyes in calm contentment. My tits were no longer shrieking, but rather they felt warm and erogenous. My cunt was wantonly displayed, and dripping harder. And my master was silent again. I was left to ponder my own feelings.
“Slave slut,” he said, waking me from my reverie. “It is now time to teach you the ways of a “bottom”. Are you ready to enter my domain and subject yourself to my pleasures, that you might also heighten your own?”
“Yes Master,” I willingly said, unafraid, and feeling very excited.
He heaved me up, and undid the shackles around my legs. Oh, the silent sigh as I could bend them again, and then he helped me to stand. ‘Fucking Hell’, I quietly thought again, as I stood. My tits let out a new agonizing shriek as I realized he had put weights on my tit clamps and I was now feeling my nipples pull and scream as I stood. Fuck, they hurt, I thought. And then he slapped my tied tits. New pain exploded out of my nerve endings.
“You little cunt,” he said menacingly, “I heard you make a noise. Are you really so eager to feel the wrath of your master so quickly?”
“No, no … Master, oh no,” I quickly said, as he pulled me to stand upright. My tits were definitely sore, and I was nearly in tears, but I was also feeling my own sexual excitements finally being realized. I would not stop unless I was in total agony. I would not!
At that he roughly removed the nipple clamps, and then untied the ropes. I swear, I fucking swear that a gallon of blood entered both of my tits, and the pain and rush of blood caused me to orgasm right there on the spot. I swear it, fucking hell, I do. I nearly collapsed, such was the intensity of the orgasm, and he just laughed. He then turned me around and I felt the handcuffs come off. Was he finished I wondered?
I stood there, unrestrained (yes, I still wore the dog-collar, but he had released the chain and it hung between my tits), and I just welcomed the release. But, of course, he wasn’t finished. He removed the blindfold from me, and led me to another piece of equipment. This one was a bed like device, and he helped me lie down on it, then he took my arms, raised them above my head and I felt fresh handcuffs click shut. He repeated with my legs, and shackled them to the other end of the ‘bed’ like device. Then he placed a restraint across my forehead, and a second one across my belly, effectively binding me to the bed. I couldn’t move my head.
I tried to relax, but my tits were still tingling, and my whole body was so electrically aware, that if an ant had crawled across my belly I would have shrieked. This man, my master, never seemed to rush, and again he just left me there for more time as he went off and did god knows what. Although I now had the blindfold off, I still couldn’t really see very much.
He returned and placed a gag ball in my mouth. I looked up at him, but he remained unemotional. Then he moved away again!
I thought I smelled the sweet scent of a candle, although I couldn’t remember any burning candles when we first walked around the room together, then it hit me, oh shit, don’t tell me the bastard was going to do something to me with a candle. Fuck, what?
Was he planning to drip some wax on my body? ‘Elephant’, for fuck sakes Celeste, do not forget that word, I told myself, do NOT forget that fucking word, you might need it, SOON! Then I told myself, as I felt sheer panic overtake, the fucking bastard just gagged me, how the fuck was I going to be able to use my own safe word – oh Jesus fuck, I started to lose it.
He approached me, and I will tell you my blood pressure was racing, sky high, and still accelerating. He stopped and placed the red silk handkerchief in my left hand, then he went back to the cupboard, and returned and walked to my lower body, now carrying a tray. I couldn’t see what was on the tray, and my heart raced faster and harder. I still smelled the candle, in fact, the smell was now making me gag, or maybe that was just the fear doing that! My hand was gripping tight to the red handkerchief, when I saw him remove some ice cubes from the tray.
Ice???? I wondered, but not quickly enough. I tried to look, but the way he had restrained me prevented me from raising my head, and I felt his hands at my cunt again, and no sooner had I realized what he was going to do, than he took a cube of ice, and pushed it deep into my fuck hole. Wow, fucking wow, I thought, as I felt the intense cold attack every nerve ending in my velvet cunt. Then I felt a second large cube get pushed up and the intense cold was as stimulating as the earlier pain.
I relaxed, oh yes, and let him do to me as he chose. Mmmm. This man was good. Here I was thinking the worst, and all he was doing was playing mind games with me. Silly me. I again closed my eyes, and drifted off to a state of daydreams. He must have pushed five, or even six, large ice cubes deep into my fuck canal, and the sensation was so awesome. My mind was tranquilly flying high, and I was in a state of total relaxation, all the more so, from the initial panic I felt. I even felt a bit foolish. I bet he planned it this way just to make me frightened. When he gave me the red handkerchief, I bet he saw raw terror in my eyes.
He turned away again, and I lost sight of him.
But I couldn’t get the smell of the candle out of my mind, and even with the head restraint I now wore, I could swear the aroma was closer than it had been five minutes ago. Then out of the blue, and in a sudden shock, I felt the heat of the wax hit my left nipple. I screamed, but the gag muffled my screams. I fucking screamed aloud again, trying to push the gag out with my tongue, and I thrashed and tried to buck. I cried out in agony, and he dripped a second amount of the scolding wax on my other nipple. I couldn’t help the tears or the screams, and my whole body racked and thrashed as I yelled uncontrollably. But still I held the red handkerchief.
I remember him saying earlier, that a good Master would never use a beeswax candle, because they burn at a higher temperature, and instead he preferred to use a normal candle. I was praying to god that he was familiar with his own words. Also, he had told me that the higher you hold the candle, the cooler (somewhat) the drops will be. I could see that he was holding the candle about two feet above my tits. Oh, I was so ready to drop that fucking handkerchief.
He paused his actions, but didn’t say anything, waiting. I stopped my screams, and had settled into a light sob, when I felt more wax drip and hit my tits. Fucking hell, but this time the pain was less intense, and I didn’t scream again. Then he dripped more, and more and soon both of my nipples were totally covered in dried cooling wax. The handkerchief was still firmly held, but I was having serious regrets, and wondering if I should just stop now.
My tits were in agony, and the burning sensation seemed to go all the way to my backbone, but like before the burning subsided and a tingling commenced. My tears were stinging my eyes, my tits were burning and yet I felt a sensation start to rise. My body was tingling and feeling mildly electric again. Then he peeled the wax from my tits and a new agony occurred, only to be instantly soothed as he then placed large cubes of ice immediately onto my nipples. As he rubbed the ice into my stinging nipples, he started rubbing my tits and pulling my nipples. I wanted to scream. But not from the pain. He was sending conflicting signals to my nerves.
Oh God, this was more than intense. I really thought I should just drop the fucking handkerchief, lick my wounds, slink off into the night, and admit I wasn’t strong enough to participate in this intensity, but another part of me wanted more.
Chapter Four
What was next? Why didn’t I just drop the fucking handkerchief and be done?
My master left me yet again, but before moving off, he undid all of the restraints, including the gag. I immediately sucked in lung fulls of air, and nearly passed out from hyperventilating. I was so weak I just lay there. I didn’t care, and if he had come back and tried to whip me right now, I wouldn’t have the strength to stop him, or even try. I think I was past caring.
After several minutes I realized I needed to pee, and attempted to sit up. My tits screamed, my back roared, and my cunt was numb. What a state I was in. It took several more minutes just to sit, and there I was, legs dangling, heaving and panting, tits sagging and sore, not able to raise my head, a sorry sight, but still defiantly hanging onto that fucking red silk handkerchief. I looked around the dungeon, but couldn’t see my master anywhere. Strange, I thought?
Where could he have gone? I am sure I would have heard him leave and climb the stairs?
I don’t know what I expected to happen here tonight, and I don’t think I got what I thought I was going to get. But what did I expect? Yes, for sure, I wanted to experience the “dark” side, as I called it. Had I experienced it? Yes, I had to answer truthfully. In small doses, my master had shown me the extremities he was capable off giving, and also the extremities I was capable of receiving. I couldn’t refute that. But somehow I felt … well cheated isn’t the right word; fuck, I don’t know what word is right. Yes, I admit it, I enjoyed the pain, and didn’t even see it as pain, in the literal sense. I enjoyed the new heights of sensation I seemed to achieve after passing the pain barrier. That electric tingle and nervous energy I felt several times this evening was EXACTLY what I was expecting. So why did I feel disappointed? Did I want him to abuse me more? Did I expect to treated more like a slave? Fuck I was confused.
Was it over? Had he just left me and gone upstairs?
I stood slowly, and walked around the room. Was their a bathroom down here. I saw a couple of doors, I hadn’t noticed earlier, and cautiously went to the first of these and opened it. Nothing. A small room he obviously used for his furnace, hot water system and other mundane household matters. I turned to the second door, and paused. Did I hear a noise? I listened, trying to calm my rapid breathing. No, I couldn’t hear anything. I turned the knob slowly, quietly, though.
Fuck me!! The room was about ten by twelve, similar in design to the larger basement/dungeon, and there was my master, standing with his eyes closed, cock fully erect, being serviced by a large black man, as a young lady looked on from behind him. My master raised his head, and opened his eyes as I entered, but didn’t attempt to remove his cock from the black man’s mouth. The black man didn’t even flinch, but kept sucking, and I got a mere casual glance from the young lady, who was pounding her own cunt with a large dildo.
“Ah, Slave Celeste, I wondered if you had ran crying home, or if you were stronger than you looked. Say hello to Slave Marc, and Slave Julie.” My master leered, as Marc continued sucking my master’s stiff cock, ignoring the conversation around him. “Let me show you what total obedience is, and what you need to achieve if you wish to continue as my slave.”
I stood there mesmerized, wondering what he had in mind. Was this another test?
“Slave Julie,” my master said, calling attention to the girl sitting behind him. “Take that toy and let this worthless whore feel your wetness. Yes, my little slut, fuck his ass with it, NOW!”
She removed the dildo, and what a dildo. Easily 10 inches long, 2 plus inches thick, black and with a bulging cock knob. She appeared to be about 28 to 30, and was average height, a little overweight, and had dark long hair. Her tits were magnificent, fully 38 to 40DD, and her cunt was bald.
She stood, and walked over to Marc, who either hadn’t heard, or had chosen to totally ignore my masters words. He appeared, although kneeling, to be well over six foot, and I could see that he was firm and taught. From my position I could clearly see his cock, and although not erect, it appeared large. He must have heard because as she approached he knelt up a little, and she lowered herself to reach his ass. With seemingly no effort she pushed the dildo fully into his eager ass, and he then re-sat, pushing the cock deep into his ass. He didn’t grunt or sweat, and never missed a stroke as he continued sucking my master.
She sat back, and started to rub his back, kissing his lower back as he sucked. She reached forward a few times, and pushed on the dildo, seemingly pushing it further into his willing ass. She reached around Marc, and started to massage his nipples, then started pulling them quite firmly.
“Slave,” my master called, suddenly, and we all looked up. “Slave Julie, your master thinks your cunt is not satisfied. I can sense it. What would you do to gratify me?”
“Master,” she said, head bowed low. “Sir, may I continue to finger fuck my cunt to bring myself to orgasm? Would that please you?”
“No cunt, it would not,” he roared. “I want more commitment from you. I want you to feel my wrath. Fist your insignificant cunt. NOW.”
And she did. She sat down, and adjusted herself, then started inserting first one, then two, then eventually all four of her fingers deep into her ever widening gash. As all four fingers got lubed and inserted, she then tucked her thumb into her palm, and pushed once more. Her entire fucking hand disappeared, and instead of just sitting there, she proceeded to fist fuck her cunt, pulling her hand out and back in, in ever increasing rhythm and quickness. Not a whimper or sound came out of her mouth, and she had a look if intense concentration on her face, yet she never stopped. She was pounding her cunt.
Marc never flinched as he continued sucking my master to orgasm. I saw my master shudder, and cum. Marc took him all, and still sucked his flaccid cock. Finally my master withdrew his cock, and looked at me. “Slave Celeste, service Marc, he has been a good slave, and does deserve a reward. Marc, with that worthless cock still in place, show this slut your tool.”
Marc turned around and parted his legs. His shaved cock was immense, I kid you not. At least, and probably larger than 10 inches, and thick … and uncut. My master went over to a chair, and sat. He lit a cigarette and said to us all, “Play little slaves. Enjoy yourselves, as I rest.”
Julie continue to pound her cunt, as I walked over to Marc. He made no effort to rise, the cock still deeply in his ass, so I lowered myself until I was lying in front of him, and then I took his erect and thick cock in my mouth. It nearly didn’t fit, and try as I might I could only get the knob fully in my mouth, but that was enough. I put one hand around his thick shaft, and the other around his huge balls, and started pumping, as I licked his piss hole. His cock pulsated under my touch, and I wanted his seed, but I also wanted that cock in my cunt. Would he be able to perform for me?
Julie saw my master sitting, and cunt still firmly filled, managed to ease her body closer to him. He ignored her, as he sat smoking his cigarette, watching me suck Marc’s giant tool. Marc shuddered once, then I felt his seed hit the roof of my mouth. In a greedy frenzy, I sucked harder, and still he pumped hot seed into my mouth. I felt him trickle down my throat, and I tried to suck his cock harder into my mouth, to ensure I caught him all. Still he pumped, and still I sucked harder. He raised himself up to fuck my mouth, and still he pumped hot seed. I took him all, and licked his piss hole dry. His cock stayed hard though, and still I sucked at his cock.
Then he pulled out, and rested back, pushing the dildo back deep into his ass.
My master sat watching, then called out to Julie, “Slut, come here, and dispose of this cigarette.”
She took her hand out, and crawled over to his feet. She took the cigarette, and without wincing stubbed it out on her tit, about an inch below her nipple. She pressed the lit cigarette deep into her tit flesh, and sat there. Fuck, I though, that must have hurt, but she showed no sign of pain, and didn’t let out a sound.
“Slut Marc, that ass of yours is well fucked, dispense with the toy.” My master then called out. Marc eased up, and the dildo plopped out. Marc turned and picked up the dildo, and … sucked it. He stuck it in his mouth, and proceeded to lick and suck on it like it was a real cock.
These two slaves were willing and unhesitant to obey their master’s every command. Fuck.
I sat back, and just stared.
Chapter Five
Was my new master trying to shock me? I was seeing dominance and submission here tonight, for sure, extreme dominance and submission. These two slaves were obviously experienced slaves, but still I couldn’t help wonder what my master was trying to do. Was he trying to show me what he expected me to do? Was he trying to see if I would be repulsed?
Marc took the dildo out of his mouth, and then licked his lips, and sat back. Julie sat quietly, a definite blister and burn showing on her tit. Neither slave uttered a word, nor showed any emotion. Were they enjoying this treatment? What was their motivation?
“Slave Marc,” my master called, as he reclined casually on his chair. “Is your masculine ass-cunt clean?”
“No master, I fear that it isn’t.” Marc said simply.
“Slave Julie,” hissed my master. “Need I punish you for lapsing in your duties?”
Without answering, she crawled over to Marc, who bend over onto his hands and knees expectantly. Julie instantly lowered her head and mouth to Marc’s ass. He pushed his ass back to meet her, and she put her hands up to spread his ass cheeks further, and started licking voraciously. Then she started to use her fingers to finger his ass hole as she continued licking, and as she did, Marc pushed even further towards her. He was getting his ass sucked, licked and fingered by her, and they both seemed to enjoy it. There must have been shit particles (or more). Even if he didn’t know for sure, she must have known, and she didn’t stop or hesitate. I couldn’t believe what happened next. Julie managed to insert her whole hand into his ass, and started to fist fuck his ass.
I sat there in stunned awe.
“Slave Marc,” my master said calmly. “Your horse cock could satisfy that new slut’s cunt, yes? Then why is she sitting there alone, and not joining in?”
I took that as my cue, and moved over to Marc. Julie didn’t stop her assault, and he didn’t look like he wanted her to stop either. I wanted that well hung cock in my cunt, I won’t deny, but I was praying very deeply that my master would not demand Marc fuck my ass. I had only ever had one ass fuck, and it hurt, and that cock was only 6 inches. I could NOT take a 10 inch dick like his for sure. As I turned my ass to face Marc, he immediately took his cock and guided it into my wet, willing and throbbing cunt.
He pushed deep, fast and hard, and I felt his entire cock rip into me. Fuck he was thick and hard, but I wanted him, and knew I had finally been fucked by a real MAN. I felt his cock stretch and tickle my entire fuck canal, and I wanted him to ram that donkey dick deep and deeper. As he was fucking me, I couldn’t resist, I started pulling my tits hard. This was the fuck of a lifetime, and I was going to make it last. I had five kids shoot out of my cunt, and my husband’s cock just wasn’t giving me the same pleasure it used to. I had always dreamed of a large black cock, and now that I had one, I was going to abuse it to my desires. I have always love doggie-style fucking – the better sensation I get feeling a cock ram along what is actually the back of my fuck canal, and I love it. This man was giving me shivers of orgasms with every stroke, and I was in ecstasy.
Then I felt a finger, (Marc’s I hope?), at my asshole, and he pushed a bit, then some more, then harder, and was in. Then he started fingering my ass. Fuck. He didn’t even hurt, like the one and only time I had tried ass fucking, geez that hurt then. [Although lately, I will admit, I had been escaping to a small lake near home for some extra fun, and one of the new things I had experimented with was using bottles in my ass. That was a nice feeling, and I had got a soft drink bottle up my ass nicely, and I then fucked my ass steadily.]
So there we all were, my master reclining naked, cock in hand, watching; Julie fisting Marc deeply and furiously, Marc fucking my hot cunt for the best fuck of my life, and Marc simultaneously fingering my back hole. This was raw sex at it’s dark best. And if this was what I was seeking, I had found it.
“Slave Julie, you little slut, I need you here now,” My master said suddenly.
She pulled her hand out of Marc’s ass, and crawled over to her (our) master. “Slave, my cock needs relief, perform for me, or else I will be displeased.”
At that she knelt in front of his cock, and waited, mouth open. What was going on now, I wondered? Then he started to let out a stream of hot piss, straight into her waiting mouth. As he steadily pissed, she swallowed it all, not spilling a drop, and then she lent forward and sucked and licked the last dribbles of piss from his piss hole. Then she took his flaccid cock deep into her mouth, and started to suck. As she sucked she also started jerking his still small cock, and soon he was erect, and fucking her compliant mouth.
Marc was pounding his cock deep into my cunt, and I now knew I couldn’t have cared less if my master asked me now to do that, I was beyond silly inhibitions, and would eagerly perform for my master.
Marc seemed to stop, and pull out, and I definitely disappointed, until … oh fuck, I felt his cunt juice covered cock, push at my ass hole. No! I silently screamed, but I was definitely reluctant to speak aloud. Oh god no, I cried inside. Then I felt his cock slide deep and tightly into my ass. It fit, my god, his horse sized cock actually got up my ass, and I didn’t feel pain. Fucking hell, lol.
Oh fuck me, Marc I silently willed, and he didn’t disappoint me. He rammed harder and harder, and my ass took it all. My fucking ass took his cock to the hilt. I could feel his big black balls banging into my cunt as he fucked me relentlessly.
I looked over to my master, hoping for approval, but he was distracted. From somewhere he had found a small stiletto knife, and was easing the razor sharp blade over Julie’s naked back, as she continued sucking his cock. Then he tilted her head back, forcing her to drop his cock, and he then started playing the knife over her ample tits. As Marc continued abusing my ass hole, without any complaint from me, lol, I watched. I saw the tip of the blade nick her tit, and she never flinched. He kept rotating the pointy blade perilously close to her nipple and she sat there smiling.
He wouldn’t cut her and hurt her? Would he? I watched, feeling the horse cock rip my ass to joyous shreds, distracted by my master’s activities. He nicked her a second time, and this time she put her finger to the drop of blood that oozed, and then licked her finger. He nicked her again, and again she licked the blood. I turned away from them as I felt my own excitement rise.
My whole body racked in orgasm as I felt Marc finally come, and I knew without being asked, that I would suck his cock as soon as he pulled out of my ass, and that’s what I did. I didn’t wait to be asked, I turned and grabbed that huge dick, and started licking his head. He collapsed back on the floor, and I joined him, exhausted.
“Well children, tonight’s little lessons were useful, yes?” my master said to us all. “It is getting late, and I am tired. Shall we reconvene tomorrow night, at the same time? Are you all willing to endure more punishment for being worthless?”
None of us spoke, and my master walked out.
Marc let out a sigh, and Julie crawled over to him. “Oh darling, you were great tonight,” she said. “I was so hoping you’d see me get fucked by him, but we know we must wait. Thank you honey.”
Marc smiled, and kissed Julie. They knew each other? Friends? Couple? Married?
I crawled off without waiting for an answer. I knew I’d find out soon enough, I planned on returning.
Soon.
End of the first tale of Celeste’s new lifestyle.
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I did not hear the click of the lock; nor did I hear his silent entrance into my bedroom. All I heard was a short cough. I sprang up in my bed, letting my eyes adjust to the hypnotizing darkness. I sat there for a few minutes, sharply turning my head at every creak in the room only to find out it was the house creaking; my house was old. I swore I saw an almost invisible figure in the dark and I got up to investigate. Thank god that when I turned on the light I found it only to be a coat hung on one of the posts of my bed. Wait a second, that wasn’t my coat. That was a man’s coat!
“Keep quiet my love and I will not harm you,” the deep voice cooed into my ear as his hand had come around and pressed firmly over my mouth. I swore there was a British tint to his accent. He gently bit my earlobe and said, “Understand?” I nodded my head in response. What was going on? Who was this man? And how on earth did he get into my house without my puppy barking? She barked if a grasshopper stared too long at her. I didn’t have time to answer these questions before he spoke again.
“I’m going to let you go and you’re going to walk over to the bed like a good little girl and tie these over your mouth and eyes, okay?” I nodded in compliance. He let me go and handed me two scarves; my own, I recognized them as. How long had he been in my house? I tried to turn and face my visitor, but was only turned away with a harsh slap on my cheek. His strong force had flung me to the floor, face down, and I tried to blink out the tears burning in my eyes as the fire in my cheek only got worse. He got on one knee beside me and pulled my head up by my hair.
“Don’t make me do that again. I do so hate hurting you…” he trailed off as he let go of my hair. This guy had me very confused. What the fuck was he here for if not to hurt me? Or fuck me I suppose…
“Get up,” he instructed, and I followed his directions; too afraid not to. My bottom lip trembled as I slowly got up – I had never been slapped before and never thought I would be, especially by a man. I tied one of the scarves over my eyes and tied the other one around my head so it was rolled up and put into my mouth.
“No, tighter. I don’t want them coming loose.” He walked behind me and tightened the one that I was tying (the one in my mouth) and pulled it as tight as he could. My mouth was jerked wide open to accept the force pulling my jaws apart. I whimpered and I felt a sharp pain on my ass. “Stop being such a bad girl or your ordeal will get worse,” he said firmly. His voice was no longer gentle and his touches were rushed and mostly painful; I had upset him.
I heard him walk around me and I felt his eyes burning into my flesh: I was only clothed in a spaghetti strap top and some very short shorts that went up well past my inner thigh. In fact, when I bent over, I felt a cool breeze on my ass. He apparently approved.
“Dress just for me, darling?” I lowered my head in shame as I was given another command. “Put your hands together behind your back and lock your elbows. I want those tits pushed forward towards me.” When I couldn’t bring myself to do the asked task, he pushed me backwards with enough force to knock me over; I didn’t realize how uncoordinated I was blindfolded. Thankfully, I was still standing in front of my bed and I just fell onto the soft cushion of my bedspread. He leaned over to me and took the scarf out of my mouth and the other one from over my eyes. Apparently he had changed his mind about how to restrain me. He stood up again and looked down at me, looking up at him with fear showing in my eyes.
“No, no, that won’t do. I want you up and leaning over the bed – pleasure will come later, but pain first. You’ve been a very bad girl. Bad girls deserve to be punished, do they not?” he asked me, I didn’t respond, still so scared of him and his obvious control and power over me. “I asked you a question!” he spat at me.
“Y-y-yes,” I mustered up in reply.
“Yes what?” he asked.
“Yes, bad girls deserve to be punished,” I said; my embarrassment showing in my flustered cheeks.
“And have you been a bad girl?”
“Yes.”
“Yes what? Who am I?”
“Yes, Sir?” I half asked, half stated.
“That’s right, you will call me Sir from now on. Every time I ask you a question, you are to answer in complete sentences, always with the word “Sir” at the end. Understand, love?”
“Yes, I understand, Sir.”
“Good. Now get up and undress. Lean over the bed and spread your legs wide and hold your head up in the air; you can rest on your elbows on top of the bed.”
His instructions were a bit hard to comprehend – how he wanted me positioned – but he showed me how he wanted me and made sure my legs were spread wide for him.
“Make sure you keep your head up, do NOT let it drop down.”
“Yes, Sir.”
“That’s it; that’s a good little girl,” he said as I heard him unbuckle his belt. Oh god, here it comes, I thought to myself. He’s going to fuck me now. But when I didn’t hear a zipper or a button, I realized I was wrong. Before I could move I heard him raise his arm up and plunge it back down; the belt landing on my left inner thigh. I screamed at the abuse and tried to scramble out of the way of his next blow, but he held me down and whispered into my ear, “There you go, being bad again. I can see you want me to force you to stay and accept your punishment. Is that it, precious? You want me to tie you up so I can spank you so hard, yet you cannot move?”
“No! No! Please, I’ll do anything for you! Just please, don’t hit me again, Sir!” I couldn’t believe I had just called him ‘Sir’, but somehow it just slipped off my tongue.
“Oh no, I’m going to hit you many more times tonight, and until you get used to being abused like the bad little girl you are, I think I should tie you up so you will submit to me.” I tried to wriggle free from his firm grasp, but couldn’t manage to get free. As a last attempt to get me to obey him, he quickly looped the belt around my neck and fed the end through the fastener, tightening it around my neck and stopping my air supply. “Do NOT move from now on until you are instructed to, do you understand?!” I nodded my head and he let the belt fall. I stood gasping and coughing for breath – it had been taken away from me so fast that it took me a long while to get used to breathing again.
When I had calmed down he leaned down onto the ground at the foot of one of my posts. He grabbed my ankle and I almost lost my balance as he pulled it towards him, spreading my legs even wider. He tied it roughly to the post and moved over to the other one. I felt him grab my other ankle with the same harsh grip and pull it relentlessly towards him. I let out a loud whimper as my legs were spread too wide. I had a king sized bed and my ankles were even with the posts on either side, just inside them. The muscles in my face contorted in pain as I was stretched out wide for him.
I bent over the bed as I felt his hand move towards my ass. He gently caressed my firm ass as he lowered one hand to my asshole. A finger entered easily without lubrication. “Mmm, this is nice. You’re spread so wide for me I could just fuck you right here in your ass without any lubrication.” There was a short pause, then, “Tell me what you want me to do to you. Tell me how you want me to fuck you tonight.”
I began hesitantly; I was a very shy and introverted person, and to be fully spread for this man that was fingering my ass and asking me to tell him what I wanted him to do to me was almost too much. A firm slap on my ass reminded me that I had better comply; apparently he had forgotten my punishment from before.
“I want you to lick my pussy, Sir. I want to taste your cock and feel it in my throat, Sir. I wish for you to take my pussy and my ass, Sir, in any way you like. Please, use me for your pleasure, Sir.” Maybe if I said what he wanted to hear, he would just fuck me and get it over with. My cheek still hurt and the welt on my thigh was burning more than ever now – I just wanted him to leave me be.
“Well you are in no position to suck on my cock, nor are you in a very good position to be eaten out. But god, you should see your ass. It is basically inviting my cock. Yes, that’s what I’m going to do. I’m going to take your ass first. Dry.”
The last word stung me inside my ass – there was no way a cock could go up my ass dry. There just wasn’t. I heard him scramble to remove his clothing and walk to turn the light out. I had candles on my bedside table – I sometimes like to read by candlelight. He walked over to my bedside table and lit a candle; it was one of the few I had in glass, bowl-like candle holders. He brought it over to me, set it down on the floor, and rubbed his cock against my ass behind me. “Bring your hands around and spread your ass cheeks for me. Make it easier for me, love,” he said to me – his voice once again gentle. When I would not obey him, he spanked me hard on my ass. “Do as I say!” Still I couldn’t comply; I couldn’t spread myself for him – I just couldn’t. “My god why are you being such a fucking bitch? You fucking whore!” he said as I felt another very, very sharp sting on my ass. He had picked the belt back up and was hitting me with it again. I tried to move out of his way, but he kept relentlessly hitting me as hard as he could. Tears were falling down onto my bedspread after just the second blow.
“Please stop! Stop!” I cried in between blows, but he did not listen; he didn’t even answer me or tell me to be quiet. As he hit the same place time after time, my ass went numb underneath him. I looked up at a mirror that was on the other side of the room and I saw his face red in a passion as he hit me over and over. When I saw him pull his arm all the way back and whip the belt through the air, I cried out in more agony. I had been spanked before and it wasn’t all that terrible, but this, this was just ruthless and it hurt so much that every beat of my heart stung my whole body.
I had lost count of the blows after twenty six, but there was a good deal more after that. I could hardly breathe when he finally stopped; but I realized he had only stopped because he was getting tired of hitting me at full blast. I looked into the mirror again and saw that he was just as hard as ever; his cock was still full of life in behind me. He threw the belt down and said in an aggravated tone, “Now, we shouldn’t have any more problems, should we?”
I shook my head. “No, Sir.”
“Good.” He seemed to think about what he had said for a minute and then said, “No, I’m still not pleased.”
He went around to the side of the bed that I don’t sleep at and retrieved a bag. From it he pulled some rope. My eyes went wide – surely he wasn’t going to spank me with that rope too? He saw my expression and laughed. “No, pet, I’m not going to hit you with this. Give me your wrists.” I did as I was told and he tied one end around my right wrist. He fed the rope behind the two front posts and brought it around to tie my left wrist with the other end. My arms were pulled forward, almost too much. With my wrists and ankles tied tightly, I was completely immobile.
He moved around the bed to settle behind me and began to rub his cock on my burning ass. I took in a sharp breath between my teeth when he softly touched my ass with his cock. He placed his hands down onto my ass cheeks and began to massage them. It stung furiously, but his gentleness calmed me. He began to rub his cock up and down my ass crack, letting it dip down to my pussy just twice. I felt the head of his cock find my entrance and he began to push against my ass. His cock had enormous girth – I could guarantee I wouldn’t have been able to wrap my hand around it if I had tried. It was easily as big as a soda can and I could almost sense how long it must have been. As his head began to spread my asshole wide, I clenched my ass, forcing his cock to exit.
“Now you mustn’t do that love,” he said, almost in a mocking tone. He pressed his cock against my asshole again and continued, “Or this is what happens…” and he bent down to retrieve the candle. He poured a few drops of hot wax onto my asshole right above his cock. Instinctively, my ass pushed outwards and his head gained entrance into my ass. I tried to push his cock head out of my now resisting ass, to no avail. He wasn’t going to let me escape again. Tears began to gather in my eyes as I felt him scrape the now cool wax away and set the candle on a chair beside him.
“Can I trust you enough not to resist me again?” I nodded – my ass still burned from that hot wax. “Good. Now push your ass out again love, like you did before,” I did as I was told and I felt his cock go another two inches into my stretched asshole. My eyes clenched themselves shut as I shuddered in pain – I didn’t even want to speak anymore; I was too afraid of being hit again. He pushed a little further as I pushed out again, involuntarily. “Ah, that’s a good girl. Almost half way in now.” Half way in?! I swore he was already more than 5″ inside my ass and there was still more?! I pushed outwards two more times before he said to me, “Oh you’re being such a good girl, taking my cock into your ass like this. Has anyone ever invaded here besides me?”
“Yes Sir.”
“How many times?”
“Only twice, Sir.”
“Ah, that explains the resisting. All right little girl, one more big push and I’ll be all the way in.”
I pushed outwards one last time as he shoved the rest of his cock into me; a good three inches more at least. I lunged forward with the force and the scarves cut into my ankles as I tugged against them, trying to escape this invasion. My breathing was very erratic and short. I knew that was blood dripping down my thigh.
“Oh my god,” I mumbled under my breath. The pain was simply unbearable. I felt like I couldn’t breathe; even breathing hurt. He didn’t even give me time to adjust to it before he began to pull his cock out of my torn asshole. It seemed to take several minutes before his cock was completely out of my ass except for his massive head. He slowly pushed back in, then slowly pulled back out again. He began a steady rhythm and didn’t show any sign of speeding up when I heard him say, “Get ready,” in such a soft manner that I knew I wasn’t supposed to have heard it. Just as I was trying to figure out what he was going to do, he pulled his cock out of my ass all the way and plunged into me all in one thrust. The breath was knocked out of me and I was forced to tug on my ankle bonds. I couldn’t hold back the scream when I felt his hips slam against my ass. “Shh,” he said, surprisingly gentle yet again. “Get ready, I’m doing it again.” He wasn’t lying; I felt him pull out all the way and slam back into me again. My screams began to get softer as he repeated this new painful rhythm over and over again.
He began to speed up even more, but only taking out half of his cock this time, so he could go faster and faster with each plunge into my asshole. Almost involuntarily, I began to push my hips back against his thrusts; as far back as I could with my restraints that is. The pleasure began to increase even more as I began to let myself go and enjoy the experience. He started to push more and more of his cock into me as he felt me push back against him. He plunged into me once more and leaned over to me to whisper, “Am I mistaken or is my little girl enjoying this now?” I blushed in response and he chuckled evilly to himself. “Just a little longer, love, and you’ll get to suck my cock. Would you like to suck my cock, little one?”
I nodded. “Yes, Sir, I would love to pleasure you in any way you could imagine.”
“Very good.”
I smiled to myself as I felt the satisfaction of pleasing him. He slowly pulled out and plunged back in. To my surprise, the amazing force felt good. I gradually felt a fire build within me, a fire that I knew was going to be fierce once fueled. A few more thrusts he came deep into my ass. I moaned when I felt his hot cum shoot up my ass. He threw himself over me and after he caught his breath he came around to untie me. He left to go into my bathroom to wash his cock off as I felt the blood go back into my hands and feet. He walked back inside my bedroom and barked another order at me. “Get onto the bed with your head hanging off the side. Time to shove my cock down your throat.”
I found no reason why I should object to his demand, even though I frantically searched for one inside my head. I reluctantly laid myself on my back and hung my head off the side of the bed. I had never given head in this position before and I was scared to try something new with this powerful stranger. As if sensing my nervousness, he said to me, “Don’t be scared, little one. I’ll go slow.” Was this man a mind reader or was my anxiety that obvious upon my expression? Who knew?
He stepped forward with his semi hard cock pointed toward my face and softly told me to open my mouth. My shaky jaw seemed to open on command, without me even thinking about it. He grasped his cock and slowly directed it into my willing mouth. I had to stretch my jaw to let his cock even enter between my teeth. I had never sucked off a man as big as him. His cock smelled good; having the scent of my bathroom soap on it. The aroma calmed me and made my mouth and throat relax more as his cock began to push its way into my open mouth.
I adjusted my head, tilting it down more, so his cock could go into my mouth. This wasn’t so bad. It was actually quite exhilarating; having my head hanging off the side made me already get a little woozy. He pushed even further until three inches of his cock was within my warm, wet mouth. I felt his cock head start to stretch my throat and I tried to relax so he could push even further. For some odd reason, I wanted to please him, and I wanted to please him well. He pulled out slowly as I began to suck and flick his cock with my tongue. He moaned as I practically sucked it back inside my throat; pushing myself off the bed slightly so his cock could once again enter my mouth.
He pushed deeper this time, and his cock head was guiding the rest of his cock down the now almost level curve of my throat. I gagged around him and tried to pull myself away, but he had his hands on my shoulders, keeping me in place. Still, I managed to expel myself from his grasp, but he pulled me back towards him before I could even let my throat relax for a second. He pushed my chin down so that my head was off the bed and told me to open my mouth once more. I once again automatically complied and he wasted no time in pushing his cock into my mouth yet again.
I sucked on his cock as it gained slow entrance into the depths of my mouth and the beginnings of my throat, which urged him on further. He kept pushing this time, and made sure he had a strong, firm grasp on me this time so I couldn’t pull away again. I lifted my arms to try to push him away, but he snapped a quick and loud “Don’t!” at me and my arms fell back next to my sides. I tried to suck in a breath, which made me gag on his cock harder, but this made him give out a very distinct moan in response. “Relax. Stop panicking,” I heard him say to me, and I tried so very hard to comply. He just kept pushing. Further and further his cock went into my throat, which now burned from the stretching. A tear started to well up in my eye when I felt his balls tap my nose. He was finally all the way in.
It wouldn’t have been that horrible had he not stayed in that position. “I’m going to count to 25 and then I’m going to pull out,” he said to me. He began slowly, ever so slowly, counting. I felt like I was going to pass out and with all the blood rushed to my head, the feeling hurt. My head throbbed and I tried to unsuccessfully get away somehow, but he kept counting and kept me still. When he reached 24, I said a silent ‘thank you’ to an unknown source, and when he reached 25, he leaned down over me very quickly, spread my pussy lips with his fingers, and flicked my clit with his hot tongue just once. I jumped and it made my throat gag around his cock yet again; by the time he had reached 25, I had gotten used to it being in my throat and was no longer in a panic. He slowly pulled his cock out and I leaned my head up and coughed and grasped my throat with my hands. It felt like I had been underwater for several minutes, and then felt an electric shock before I was lifted up to the surface that was unreachable to me before. “No. Back down,” he said to me, and he pulled my head back down. “I’m doing it again,” he added. I didn’t want him to do that again; it burned my throat and made my head pound. But somehow when he pushed my head down, my mouth opened again, willing to accept the intrusion a second time.
I took a deep breath as he pushed his cock into my throat again. It didn’t take nearly as long to get it all the way into my throat as it had before, but still took a reasonable amount of time, considering I was holding my breath. When he was all the way in, I heard him say almost effortlessly, “I’m counting to 50 this time.” I panicked again and tried desperately to pull away, but it seemed to use up more of my energy that way, and made the time go by even slower. When I finally relaxed, he was already past 20, and making his way to 30. When he reached 40, he leaned down over me again (which made his cock press even further into my throat) and parted my pussy lips again. He licked up and down my pussy and flicked my clit exactly five times, each time making me shudder and gag on his cock again. “48…49…50,” he said. On 50, he bit down on my clit, very hard, and I arched my back up into his mouth.
He leaned up and said, “Very good. Once more, pet.” It was as if he was training me for something. I relaxed my throat and told myself as he begun to push inside me that I was just going to not let it get to me. I knew he was going to count over 50 and I knew that I could handle it if I would just remain calm. When he was finally inside me, I expected the number to increase significantly, but it only went up a small amount. “I’m counting to 60, but I’m doing something different this time,” he said. Something different? What could he possibly mean? I soon found out.
He counted to ten without change. He just stood there and stared down at me as he had before. After ten, he started to lean forward. I thought, ‘Oh, he’s just going to lick my pussy like before. Okay.’ but I realized that I wasn’t correct. He leaned forward enough to reach his hand comfortably forward and rub my clit with his fingers. I felt his cock start to move however; it moved out slightly. Then I noticed it push in again all the way. He pulled out again, just ever so slightly, and then pushed in. He began a steady rhythm; only going about half an inch out of my throat each time. He increased his speed and pulled out a little bit more than before after he reached 20. After every multiple of ten he reached, he increased his speed and the length he took out of my throat as well. His fingers started to rub my clit faster and faster; increasing speed with the rhythm of his cock. By the time he had gotten to 60 he had faded away in his verbal counting and I had forgotten he was still supposed to be counting.
Not after too long though, he pulled out all the way to get a breath, and let go of my throbbing clit. He entered his cock into my mouth again after he saw me take a quick breath, and begun to pound me as fast as he had before. He didn’t stop to give me another breath for a long time after that, and by the time he had, I was squirming and writhing beneath him. I tried to focus on sucking on his cock; as I knew that was the whole reason for this anyway.
Harder and harder he pounded into my throat, now not even resisting his huge his cock. I managed to gain a quick few breaths once every minute or so, but that was all. He was standing straight above me, pinching my nipples with his palms as he kept thrusting deeper and deeper it seemed into my open throat. I squirmed under him more, but this time out of pleasure. The friction in and burning in my throat along with the pinching of my nipples and all the blood rushing to my head sent me into another place I had never been before. I didn’t even notice that I had started to push myself off the bed slightly to meet his thrusts.
“Suck harder, little one,” he said. “Make me cum baby.” I sucked his cock harder as he pushed deeper and deeper into my throat. “Mmm, just a little longer,” he said. I brought my hand up above my head and grasped the base of his cock. I moved my hand up and down on his hard shaft and pulsed my grip around it as it slid easily in and out of my hand. Still fucking my mouth hard and fast with his cock, I began to feel his orgasm surface. He groaned as I felt the cum go through his shaft and shoot into my throat. He mumbled something under his breath as he slowly pulled his cock out of my mouth, sticky with his cum and my saliva. I swallowed all I could and sat up to swallow the rest.
“That’s it baby, sit up. Now that I’ve gotten you warmed up, I want you to prepare yourself for a surprise. I’ll be right back. Do not turn around.”
I heard him leave my bedroom and then I heard some soft talking outside my closed door. Before I could figure out why he was talking to himself, I heard the door open. I resisted the urge to turn around.
“Now, stand up, love. Close your eyes.” I stood up, with my eyes closed and turned to face his voice. I felt a pair of hands on my breasts and felt lips close over mine. I drowned into the kiss and was lost within the lust that was rushing through my body when suddenly I felt a hand slap my ass. I pulled from the kiss and backed into another person. It turned out that the man I was kissing was a new man that I hadn’t seen before, and I had fallen into the arms of my previous midnight stranger.
“I’d like you to meet my friend, Will. He decided he wanted to join us in our escapade.” I opened my mouth to argue; I had never been in a threesome before. I felt the new man’s lips close over mine again. His hands dropped from my breasts and rose up to wrap around my neck. I tried to back out of the kiss, but was pushed back into it by Sir. “No, little one. You’re to treat him with as much respect as you have me. But I must warn you, he is not as gentle as I. You might as well enjoy it,” he said, in a matter-of-fact tone. Will had let go of my neck and had broken the kiss to move down to my neck. He sucked on my neck and bit on my earlobe as Sir reached under me to find my asshole. I felt Will lower his hand also, searching for my pussy. “Spread your legs,” I heard Will tell me. I felt like I had no choice but to comply.
I felt Will and Sir reach their different destinations almost at the same time. I felt Sir dip a finger down into my pussy before retreating back to my asshole, still sore from earlier. He slowly inserted his finger into my asshole, but just a little, before he pulled it out again. Just as Sir began to tease and play with my asshole, Will found my clit and began rubbing on it fiercely. I felt the two men masturbating me and it felt so wonderful. I couldn’t imagine why I had never tried this out before.
Sir pushed his finger further into my asshole as two of Will’s fingers found entrance into my pussy. He shoved them into my hole violently, and I realized what Sir meant by he was not as gentle. He was not near as gentle. They began an alternating rhythm, and instead of going the same speed, Will went almost exactly twice as fast as Sir did with his fingers. Sir reached his other hand around to play with my nipple, and Will rested his other hand on my other nipple. I could tell they had done this before. I was approaching orgasm faster than I ever had before. I had four different rhythms going on all over my body and couldn’t focus on just one.
“Ah, oh my god! Harder!” I found myself screaming at the two men as I remembered that they were originally here to violate my body; but I didn’t care. I was too lost in my current passion to care. I took sharp intakes of breath as they pounded my ass and my pussy faster and pinched and twisted my nipples harder. It wasn’t another ten seconds before I came violently on their hands. Sir caught me when I fell back into his arms and whispered into my ear, “Okay baby, now let’s see how you handle two cocks.” My eyes went wide, even though I was still trying to catch my breath from my powerful orgasm.
“N-n-no! I’ve never been with two guys at once. I won’t do it!” I found myself objecting. Why I was objecting, I didn’t know, because I wanted it so badly. But I guess my common sense came rushing back to me once my passion had for the most part subsided. Still, I found myself being pulled towards the bed and thrown on top of it. I looked up at the two men before me, cocks hard as rocks, and lust in their eyes. There was no way I could handle two men at once, but I was going to be forced to anyway. I saw Sir pick up the ropes from the floor and I tried to scramble off the bed, in hopes to maybe get free. I didn’t want to be fucked by two men and I most certainly didn’t want to be tied up while doing so either.
“No! Please! Don’t tie me up again!” I screamed at Sir, tears gathering in my eyes.
“Do as we say and I won’t,” he said. I nodded my head in agreement and heard Will say, “Okay then, get back onto the bed. I haven’t had a turn to use you yet…”
My body trembled and my mind raced as I saw Will walk towards me. His gaze felt so powerful over me; at least Sir’s was gentle some of the time. What I saw in this man’s eyes was a very strong urge to control and take what wasn’t his, along with a burning passion for this naked woman in front of him – me. He instructed me to get on my knees. When I complied and looked up at him he said, “I like to watch my sluts get on their knees and suck my cock. It makes me feel like I own them. It turns me on very much.” I looked down to the ground as he added, “And it turns them on, too.” I blushed because I knew he was right; all of my friends had said that they loved it when they were “owned” and I was sure it was true for almost all women of our time. Plus I knew I was going to like it, too.
“So don’t just sit there. Suck on my cock, slut,” Will said, grabbing his cock with his hand and pushing it towards my head. I lifted my head so that my mouth was even with his cock. I got comfortable on my knees and opened my mouth: willing to accept another intruder. I closed my eyes as I felt his cock head press against my lips. I tried to stick my tongue out to flick the tip of his cock head, but he pushed his cock forward, past my tongue and into my mouth. I was confused, but went along with it. I tried to gently suck on his cock to start out with, but he pulled my head away from his cock by my hair. “Don’t do any of that shit. I’m just going to fuck your mouth. You can suck if you can keep up with my speed,” he said sharply to me. I nodded my head and opened my mouth again. I relaxed my throat and closed my eyes again as he began to quickly push his cock into my throat. Within no time at all, my throat was gagging on his cock as it was curving at the back of my throat. I tried to pull away, as I had with Sir, but Will kept me there, holding me there with both of his hands on the back of my head.
He pulled out slowly and pushed it back in as quickly as he had before. My throat didn’t gag around his cock this time, because I knew how much I needed to relax it now. He kept his hands firmly on the back of my head as he began to fuck my mouth. He always slowly pulled out and plunged into my mouth, as Sir had done earlier with my used asshole. I tried to suck on his cock as he started to go the same speed when he pulled out as he did when he plunged in. My eyes were clasped shut and my throat burned again; Will’s cock was almost as big as Sir’s. He kept fucking my mouth relentlessly as he pulled my head to and fro to bounce off his cock. I felt his balls slap my chin with each thrust into my mouth.
Not too soon after, he pulled out and said, “Jerk me off until I cum on your face. Don’t close your eyes.” I swallowed once to get my throat working again as I lifted a trembling hand onto his cock. He wrapped his hand around mine and started me off, but before long I had gotten the knack of it and was pumping his cock fast on my own. “Open your mouth. I want some of my cum to get in your mouth,” he said. I did as I was told, starting to get very excited at this other powerful stranger towering over me. I felt the cum rise up through his cock as I pumped it onto my face. I resisted the very strong urge to close my eyes as the first shots of his cum landed on my forehead. Some cum landed on my cheeks, chin and in my mouth as well. The cum on my forehead started to run down into my eyes and I tried to wipe it away, but Will slapped my hand and told me “No!” so I let it drip into my eye. It burned and I tried to cry it out as he watched me be humiliated in front of him.
I felt him walk away as I kept blinking and crying, trying to get the burning sensation out of my eye. I sensed someone walking towards me and thankfully it was Sir. I had almost forgotten he was sitting there watching Will fuck my mouth. I didn’t like Will as much as I liked Sir. Sir was patient with me; Will was not. He lifted me up and whispered into my ear, “Get onto the bed, love.” I felt calmed at the sound of his voice again. I adhered to his gentle command and I rested myself on the bedspread. I saw Will and Sir softly talking, as if to figure out what to do next. They both nodded in agreement as I heard Sir say, “Put the blindfold back on, love, and then get onto your hands and knees, ass and pussy towards us.” He threw the scarf back at me and I tied it over my eyes. I slowly got onto my hands and knees, as instructed.
I felt someone, I didn’t know who, get onto the bed behind me. I was afraid they were going to take my ass, like Sir already had, but then I was also scared that they were going to take my pussy and cum inside me, either making me pregnant or giving me an STD. Usually I was very careful with sex, and I was starting to get nervous, even though I showed no sign of resisting. I felt the figure move closer to me on the bed and I felt what must have been a cock rub against my ass cheeks, which still burned slightly from the fierce beating they had been forced to take earlier. He rubbed his cock around my ass and lowered it to my pussy. He lined his cock up with my opening and began to push inside. I was very tight, having only had sex a few limited times before, so the intrusion hurt very much. The figure leaned over me and whispered into my ear, “Relax, it’s me baby. I’ll go slow for you.” It was Sir. I calmed down and relaxed myself more. He wouldn’t harm me.
Just as I was starting to look forward to being fucked by Sir, I felt him shift, and what must have been Will get onto the bed and take Sir’s place. I tried to scramble away, but Will grabbed my hips and held me still. “Don’t fight me, bitch,” he spat coldly at me. I already cringed my face and clenched my pussy; so scared that he was going to fuck me with the same cold, fierce lust he had with mouth. He began to push his cock into my tight cunt, ignoring my whimpers and silent pleas of pain. He pushed forward more and more until his whole cock was embedded into my warm pussy. He let out a soft “Mmm” before he began to pull out. When he had pulled out all of his cock except his head, he plunged it back in. The force pushed me forward, causing my head to land in a pillow, and his cock to exit my pussy.
He slapped my ass and said, “You cunt! Get back here. Don’t move next time!” I nodded and pulled myself back up on my hands and knees. I tried to prepare myself for the harsh thrust into my pussy, but I still was pushed forward when his cock slammed into my cunt. “Mph,” I moaned in pain as I bit my bottom lip. Will began a slow and steady rhythm this time; I was glad he didn’t keep slamming into me. In and out, in and out, I felt his cock move. He moaned when I clenched my muscles around his shaft; involuntarily of course. I hadn’t been fucked in a long time however and I had forgotten how good a cock felt up my tight cunt. I began to push myself back towards him, causing him to go faster.
Just as I was getting used to the rhythm, I felt Sir get onto the bed again. I felt him crawl under me and reach his hand and head up so that he could hold one of my breasts still as he bit and nibbled on my nipple. I moaned loudly when his teeth closed around my perked nipple. It was more like an growl than a moan; it was so animalistic that I couldn’t believe my throat could make such a noise. I felt Sir reach his other hand down towards my clit. He moved with my hips as he held his fingers tightly around my clit, pinching it and pulling it back and forth, depending on where my body was. I threw my head back and my hair flipped up. Will saw this as an opportunity to grab my hair and start to pull me back onto his hips harder.
“Ow! Stop! That hurts!” I said, but he kept pulling; not even replying to my pleas. I tried to grab my head back from him, but he didn’t let go. His hand was wrapped up in my hair anyway, so I think that even if he had let go I still wouldn’t have been able to get away. I felt Sir pinching my clit and rubbing it harder and harder with every thrust as he bit down on my nipple in such a way I had never had done to me before. I loved being with two men at once.
I vaguely felt Will’s cock start to twitch inside my dripping cunt, and I felt him pull out. He pressed it against my asshole and I tried to jump away, saying, “No! Not there please! It still hurts!” but Will again ignored me. He pushed his cock forward to my asshole as he pulled me back by my hair. His cock head popped inside my sphincter and I heard him let out a guttural moan.
“Relax, baby,” I heard Sir gently say below me. “Just imagine it’s me. You wouldn’t want to displease me again, would you love?”
“No, Sir,” I replied quietly.
“I didn’t think so. You’d better get used to his cock fast because I’m putting mine up your cunt in a few minutes,” he said.
My eyes went wide underneath the blindfold. There was no way in the world I could take both of these cocks at once! I didn’t have time to object because Will had begun to push into my asshole.
“Ahhh!” I screamed. “Take it out! Please, take it out Will! It hurts!” I cried to Will.
“You think I’m actually going to take my cock out of your tight ass? You must be crazy. This is such a great fuck,” he replied and pushed further.
“Owww!” I shrieked in response.
Will slapped my ass and said, “Shut up, slut! Take my cock!” He pushed my head into a pillow in front of me.
He shoved the rest of his cock into my tight asshole and I screamed into the pillow. I grabbed onto the sheets as I tried to breathe into the pillow. The pain had barely lessened when Will began to pull slowly out of my ass, which was bleeding again. He started pushing in and out of my sore and bleeding hole and I was still wincing and whimpering in pain below him. I felt Sir continue to rub my clit, going with Will’s slow rhythm. I began to slightly enjoy the feeling of Will’s cock in my ass…I loved anal sex, but not like this. At least I didn’t at first. I started to push back onto his cock ever so slightly; without noticing it, though.
“I think it’s time, don’t you, Will?” Sir said to Will from underneath me.
“I’d say so. This slut looks like she’s ready enough,” Will replied. He lowered his hand down towards my pussy and scooped two fingers inside. They came out dripping with my wetness. “And it feels like she’s ready enough, too. Here, lick my fingers off, cunt,” he added as he reached underneath me and put his fingers against my lips. I licked his fingers clean and I felt Will pull out of my ass and Sir adjust underneath me. I was able to lift my head off the pillow since Will had let go of my hair. I knew that they were about to fuck me at the same time, and I didn’t think I could handle it. For some reason though I knew I was going to because I strangely enough had the strongest urge to please not only Sir now, but Will as well. I felt Sir lie down underneath me and felt his cock press against my mouth. I was curious about this and Sir once again seemed to read my mind…
“I’m going to eat you out and get you nice and wet while Will continues to fuck your asshole. I want you to suck on my cock while I eat you out, love. You know how I like it baby,” Sir said. I nodded and opened my mouth to find his cock head pressing against my lips; already wet with precum. I flicked the tip of his cock with my tongue as I felt Will push his cock head back into my asshole.
“Mmm,” I moaned onto Sir’s cock. “Yes, fuck my asshole. Fuck me hard.” I couldn’t believe what was coming out of my mouth, even though it was what I wanted anyway. I felt Sir’s tongue reach up and flick over my clit as I lowered my head down onto his cock. I sucked on his head gently as I reached down to cup his balls.
I accidentally squeezed them too hard when Will plunged into my asshole and Sir said, “Ah, gentle there baby.” I nodded with his cock head still in my mouth as I let go of his sensitive balls. Will had already started an astounding speed as I started to take in more of Sir’s cock. Sir was frantically licking my dripping wet cunt and he began to finger fuck me with two of his large fingers. I kept moaning onto his cock and Sir moaned into my pussy. We both heard Will moaning above us when I clenched my asshole tight around his cock.
Will leaned down a bit and put his hand on the back of my head. He plunged my head down and I gagged on Sir’s cock. He held me there, even though I tried to get away. “Go faster. Go with me baby. When I plunge into your asshole, I expect you to plunge your head down onto his cock,” Will said to me. I nodded and he let go of my head. He plunged into my asshole and I plunged my head down onto Sir’s cock; making myself gag around it again. Sir kept moaning as he felt my throat grab his cock when I gagged around it. I was getting close to orgasm as I felt Sir curl his fingers up and massage my g-spot.
“Mmm,” I moaned onto his cock as he bit down on my clit and Will plunged his cock harder into my asshole. I pulled my head up off of Sir’s cock and wrapped my hand around his hard shaft. I felt my orgasm building up rapidly and I couldn’t keep my head down.
“What did I tell you, slut?” Will spat at me and he pushed my head back down onto Sir’s cock. I couldn’t breathe and was trying to get my wits about me as the three rhythms that were going on around me kept changing; both speeding up and slowing down. Sir pressed onto my g-spot harder and massaged it rougher. His tongue flicked faster and faster on my throbbing clit. Will plunged into my asshole over and over as Sir’s cock went deep into my throat with every one of Will’s powerful thrusts.
I took a sharp intake of breath around Sir’s cock, making me gag, as I came on Sir’s face. I tried to reach my head up and take an actual breath, but Will was right there to push me back down again. “Make us cum with you. Squeeze my cock with that ass and suck his cock harder,” he said to me. I clenched my asshole around his cock as I sucked harder and harder on Sir’s cock. Sir and Will had kept doing what they had before my orgasm rolled through me, and I felt another one building up; this one even more powerful. Faster and harder Will pumped my asshole, and tighter and tighter my asshole squeezed his cock; milking it.
“Oh god, yes,” Will said. “Don’t stop baby, keep it up.”
I kept up my amazing speed as they both did the same. Sir had taken his fingers out of my cunt and was furiously licking his tongue everywhere he could reach; inside my pussy and out. I felt him lean up to bite on my clit once as I came again on his face. I felt his cock twitch inside my mouth and shoot into my throat. I squeezed my asshole as tight as I could around Will’s cock as he came not too long after. He pulled out of my asshole with a slight ‘pop’ and I lifted myself off of Sir. We were all so out of breath and waited a few more minutes to catch our breaths.
Sir stood up and ordered me to do the same. He removed the blindfold from my eyes. He closed his eyes and ordered me to lick my cum off of his face. I closed my eyes and reached out to grasp his neck between my hands. I licked his face clean; his nose, his forehead, his lips, everything was clean of my cum when I was finished. I swallowed it all up as I felt Will come up behind me.
“So you ready to try some double penetration now, baby?”
I couldn’t believe the night still wasn’t over yet, but I slowly nodded and felt Will direct me towards the bed. Will laid himself on the bed on his back and instructed me to straddle him. I did and I felt Sir come up behind me.
“Be gentle at first, Will, let her get used to it. She’s never done it before,” I heard Sir tell Will.
Will replied, “Oh I’ll go slow,” and winked at me. That wink scared me but I was glad that Sir was behind me and I was on top of Will; how much harm could Will possibly instill upon me when I was on top of him?
“I’m going to walk you through this, love,” Sir said to me. I nodded. “Do exactly as I say, when I say it, okay baby?” I nodded again in response. “Good girl. Now slowly lower yourself onto Will’s cock; let it go into that wonderful cunt of yours.”
I nodded again and slowly lowered myself onto Will’s semi-hard cock. I felt it stiffen inside me as I lowered myself more, letting his cock finally go all the way into willing pussy.
“Very good, now ride his cock, love. Ride his cock slow at first, and when I tell you to speed up, you will speed up, understand?”
I nodded and raised myself up, letting almost all of his cock expel from my pussy. I lowered myself down again and felt Will’s hands reach up to grasp my hips.
“Not yet, Will. Let me do this for a little while, then you can have your way with her,” Sir said to Will.
“Okay, okay,” Will replied.
“Keep going, baby. Ignore him,” Sir said gently to me. I nodded and started to lift myself up and down, creating a slow rhythm. I felt Sir’s hands reach around me and fondle my nipples, making me wetter than before.
“Go faster now, love,” Sir whispered into my ear as he began to lick my earlobe and neck. I complied, and sped up my thrusting. I had to admit, I really liked this so far. Up, down, up, down, I bounced off of Will’s cock. I felt Sir’s cock suddenly rubbing against my ass; just very gently reminding me of its’ presence. I started to get nervous, but Sir calmed me when he said, “Relax baby. I’m going to make this pleasurable for all of us, I promise.” I smiled and kept my steady rhythm.
When I had started to feel another fire kindle inside my loins, Sir whispered into my ear, “I think it’s time for you to feel my cock inside you as well, don’t you?” as he licked up my ear.
I moaned and responded, “Yes, Sir. I think I’m ready,” even though I knew I wasn’t really ready. I was surprised that Will had remained almost silent underneath me; besides a few moans every now and then he hadn’t said a word to me, and that was how I liked it. I felt Sir’s cock head press against my asshole.
“Lean forward, love,” Sir said to me. “Help my cock get inside your wonderful asshole again.” I leaned forward slightly and put my hands on Will’s chest. I looked into Will’s eyes and prepared myself for Sir’s cock once more. He tried to push into my asshole, but couldn’t get his head inside. He leaned down and spat on my asshole, that being the only kind of lubrication handy. “Help me, love. Push out for me like you did the first time,” he said.
I pushed my asshole out as he pressed his head against my asshole. I bit my bottom lip and clasped my eyes shut to try and hide the intense pain this was causing. His cock head popped in past my sphincter and I couldn’t help but lean forward and almost make his cock exit. I let out a whimper of discomfort and pain as Sir started pushing forward more. He had his hands on my hips and was pulling me back to him.
“Ahh! Sir, please, take your cock out! I can’t take two! I just can’t!” I screamed at him.
“Shh, hush now little one,” he replied.
“No! I can’t take two, Sir!” I said as I pulled myself forward and forced his cock to exit my burning asshole.
“Come here, cunt!” Sir screamed at me as he pulled my hips back towards him. He pushed his cock into my asshole once more and I again pulled myself forward enough to make it exit yet again. I felt his hand slap my ass and he said, “Alright, I was trying to be gentle with you, but now Will is going to punish you. Get up and stand beside the bed while we decide your punishment.” I let a tear fall down my cheek as I got up after he did. Will got up and stood next to Sir. They began talking quietly, but I couldn’t distinguish anything they were saying. I was very scared now; Sir had said that Will was to punish me. Sir had already punished me once and it was horrible; I didn’t want to know what Will’s punishments felt like.
I saw Will nod and I heard him say, “Move in front of your bed, facing me,” Will said. I did as I was told. “Now, spread your arms up high and your legs far apart, like you’re doing jumping jacks.”
I complied and I felt him tie all four of my limbs to two of my posts. I began to cry silently as I saw Sir pull out a riding crop from a bag I hadn’t noticed earlier. “Now, I’m going to hit you 100 times with this, anywhere I wish. After each hit, you are to say, ‘I will not disobey!’. You will not struggle and you will not scream. Do you understand?” I nodded and heaved a breath. My whole body was trembling with fear. I swore to myself I would not resist either of them again tonight.
I saw him crack the crop in the air a few times; my whole body wincing with each crack, anticipating each blow onto my soft body. Will walked over towards me and I saw an evil lust in his eyes. He loved it that I had disobeyed and that he got to punish me. I closed my eyes tightly and bit my bottom lip. I wasn’t allowed to scream and I didn’t want to get a more severe punishment for doing so. I anticipated the first blow, and felt it land on and scratch my left breast.
“Ohh!” I whimpered out in pain. Will waited a few minutes before he cracked the whip down on me again, this time landing on my right breast. I resisted the urge to scream at the top of my lungs as the third one hit my gaping cunt. The fourth came down twice as hard as the third had, and on the same place.
“AHH!” I screamed out; I couldn’t help it.
I was prepared to hear Will or Sir verbally punish me, but Will only said, “That’s it. Scream for me baby. And you’re not saying what I asked you to. You’d better start saying it.”
I nodded and from that point on I always said “I will not disobey!” after every hit. He hit me over and over again, not only on my breasts and my soaking cunt, but also on my thighs, shins and stomach. I hurt all over by the time he got to 50 and he untied me and turned me around. I almost didn’t comply; I was in so much pain that I could hardly move. I reluctantly turned around and let him tie me in the same position. My ass got abused for the second time of the night.
When he had finally reached 100, my whole body was trembling with pain and I was barely whispering “I will not disobey” to Will. I had no more energy. It seemed like all of my energy had just been beaten out of me, and against my will at that. Will untied me and pushed me onto the bed. I curled myself up, trying to fall asleep I think, when Sir came over and gave me something to drink.
“Drink this. It will give you your energy back. We’re not done yet, love,” he said as he pressed a straw to my mouth. I drank all of the drink and he was right; within a few minutes I had all of my energy back. I was still in severe pain, but I was energized at least.
“Now, time to try again baby,” Sir said. I nodded and we all three got situated. “We’re starting over, little one, so remember, lower yourself onto his cock and slowly ride him until I say otherwise. Do not struggle this time when I try to put my cock into your asshole. Trust me, love, you’ll love it after the pain goes away.” I nodded again in response.
I lowered myself down onto Will’s now very hard cock; apparently he loved to hit women, because it had turned him on so much. His cock was already gleaming with precum and throbbing when I felt it slip into my cunt. I moved my hips around so that his whole cock could get inside my quivering body.
“Very good, now start riding his cock, baby,” Sir said to me.
I raised myself up and lowered myself back down. I began the slow rhythm as I had before, and not too long after I felt Sir’s breath on my neck telling me to go a bit faster. Faster and harder I pumped myself on top of Will. His hands were on my hips, guiding me; pulling and pushing me up and down. I felt his cock rubbing against my g-spot very roughly and it felt amazing. I was lost in my passion again and almost didn’t notice Sir rubbing his cock against my ass as I bounced off Will’s hard rod.
“Stop, love. Lean forward like before,” Sir said. I complied and leaned forward for him, closed my eyes shut, and waited for the pain. He reached under me and lubricated his fingers a bit with my leaking pussy juice. He gently pressed two fingers into my delicate asshole and began to slowly finger fuck my ass. I tried to forget the fact that his monster cock would be going up there within minutes, and I just tried to enjoy the feeling he was giving me. I grasped his fingers and Will’s cock with my muscles and I heard Will moan underneath me. I felt Sir add another digit into my now loosened up asshole and he began pumping his fingers in and out of me ruthlessly. I banged his fingers, moving my hips back to meet his amazing fingers. Just as I felt my orgasm building up steadily, he removed his fingers and I felt his cock press against my asshole.
“Kiss Will while I do this, love. Focus on the kiss only. Do you understand?” Sir asked.
“Yes, Sir,” I replied.
“Good girl. Now lean down and kiss him.”
I complied and felt my lips wrap around Will’s. It wasn’t long before our tongues were passionately playing with each other. The kiss alone made me quiver with lust for him. I felt Sir press against my asshole and felt his enormous head enter my asshole, popping past my sphincter. I tried to lift my head up and let out a squeal of pain, but Will held my head down and kissed me harder.
“Focus on the kiss, love. I’m not even here,” Sir said.
I relaxed my asshole and felt Sir push forward into my asshole. He kept pushing and pushing, deeper and deeper, as I tried to focus only on this amazing kiss I was having. Will was a phenomenal kisser. He knew all the right places to kiss in and around my mouth, and knew how to move his tongue a certain way to give me shivers of pleasure and desire. I didn’t hardly notice Sir’s cock again until he so matter-of-factly announced that he was all the way in.
“Now I want you to sit up slightly, love. Just a little over halfway,” Sir said.
I lifted myself up quickly and dropped back down, giving out a whimper of pain after I had sat up a bit.
“Do it slowly, love. Don’t hurt yourself too much,” Sir said, as if he’d forgotten to earlier.
I very slowly pushed myself up with the palms of my hands. It felt much better slower and I even let out a slight moan as I was up at the angle Sir wanted me to be.
“Good girl, how does that feel?”
“It hurts, Sir, but I like it that it hurts. I love the pain you give me,” I found myself saying.
“Mmm, that was the right answer. Now lift your hips up just a little baby. I’m going to stay put while Will is going to fuck your pussy gently,” he emphasized ‘gently’ and looked down at Will as he said it, “and then when I think you can handle it, I’m going to start moving my cock in and out of your ass at the same time that Will will be fucking your cunt. You will not resist us. Is that clear?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Good. Now Will, it’s your turn to have the pleasure.”
When I had raised my hips up, Will had followed me with his hips, keeping his cock in my pussy. I felt him lower himself slowly and pull completely out. He made sure that his cock was going to go into my entrance as he raised himself up again slightly, just as slow as he had went going out. I felt his cock stretch my pussy so wide it felt, but managed to keep quiet for the most part, even though my stretching pussy was telling me to scream at the top of my lungs. Will lifted himself up and down in a slow rhythm for several minutes before I found myself moving slightly with him. I felt Sir’s cock slowly start to move out a little bit, but then I thought it must have been imagination because he hadn’t moved except with my hips as I rose up and down to meet Will’s thrusts. I clenched my muscles around what meant to be Will’s cock, but Sir felt it too and they both moaned aloud in unison. I smiled to myself when I felt Will stop dead in his tracks; completely stopping his amazingly sensational rhythm that was simply enticing.
“Ride my cock again, baby. I want to lie here and watch you fuck my cock with that amazing cunt of yours,” Will said to me.
I nodded and raised myself up. Just as I was about to plunge back down, I heard Sir whisper, “I’m going to start fucking your asshole now, love. Ignore the pain and just think about how hard you’re going to make Will and I cum by letting us do this. Think about how much you’re pleasing us.”
“Mmm, yes Sir,” I replied.
I plunged myself back down and I felt Sir remove his cock from my asshole. I lifted myself back up and held myself there as I felt him push his cock back into my ass. It hurt because he hadn’t moved since he had entered the first time, but I tried to ignore it, like he had said. I let myself drop back down as he pulled out. We began this slow alternating rhythm and he waited until he thought I was comfortable enough to go faster.
“Pump his cock faster, love. Ride him harder now,” Sir said to me.
I nodded and began a new rhythm, this one faster and fiercer than before. I felt Sir speed up at the same time as me and go with my thrusts. It felt so amazing to have two cocks inside me at once. I felt so full like I never had before, and it felt so wonderful. I went faster and faster, now slamming myself onto Will’s cock as I felt Sir’s cock plunge into my asshole harder and harder with every thrust. Yet another orgasm was building up quickly inside me; I could tell this one would be the most powerful of all.
I clenched my muscles around their cocks as I bounced up and down with my own thrusts and Sir’s as well. I heard them moaning behind and below me as I myself was moaning and whimpering in pleasure. I soon felt the orgasm begin to surface; taking my breath and almost taking my motor skills away as well. I couldn’t move as my orgasm rushed through me. My breath was gone and I became lightheaded. I vaguely felt Sir and Will pumping my pussy and ass below and behind me as I was lost in my orgasm. I tried to breathe as it seemed like wave after wave of immense pleasure was streaming throughout my body. I was trembling all over and my pussy and ass clenched their cocks so tightly that I could tell they were having a hard time moving at all. They both moaned loudly and groaned as they came almost at the same time. The waves hit me even harder when I felt their hot cum fill my ass and pussy.
When I could finally take a breath, I let it out by letting out the most animalistic, guttural groan that had ever escaped my throat. I couldn’t keep myself up and I felt Sir and Will hold me in my position as they let the last few shots of cum fill me up. I began to get the feeling back in my trembling arms as we all caught our breaths. Somehow I knew that this was their best threesome they’d ever had…it was just too obvious that they had done this to another girl before; everything was so planned.
I jerked awake and sat straight up in my bed. The lights were out, I was in my sleepwear, everything was as it had been before. There was no way that could have been a dream. I looked at my clock: 1:17. I almost laid back down but something caught my eye. Something hanging on my bedpost. I tried to adjust my eyes to the darkness, but ended up getting up and turning on the light. I took a deep breath as I turned around to look at my bedpost…I was so afraid that I was going to see Sir’s jacket there. When I turned around, I did see a coat…my own that I had hung up after I had came home late that evening. So, it was all a dream. Simply an amazing, erotic dream on a Saturday night.
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Girl captured for pary finds herself in dark captivity
A man meets a mysterious woman at the club and a strange new relationship develops between the two.
Alex found herself facing a class of some 15 girls, all ready to prove themselves. She introduced herself and had them go through some warm up exercises while she looked over them to see if she could spot any trouble makers. Clover, on the other hand was trying out the simulators to get a handle on their new power armor toys. They had several types and she was gonna have to work hard to get them all mastered. While Alex had the ease of teaching hand to hand, Clover had much more to deal with. First there was the skin tight, leave nothing to the imagination body suit she had to wear, then the fact that the simulator room was very cold…making the suit all that much more embarrassing!!
“They have to be kidding, this thing is worse than being in a wet t-shirt contest…” Suddenly, clover regretted saying that as she imagined her darling Alex in a wet t-shirt. She had to shake that from her mind as she moved to the basic training unit, a rather ungraceful looking machine. The hatch popped open at a touch and she had to basically scramble up into it, damn bodysuit was making this almost as bad as if she was mounting up naked!! She sighed once inside and locked in. She got used to the lack of a seat and went over the controls three times before starting her test. The suit was like riding a drunken motorcycle, she almost got sick twice till she got the rhythm of it. She took a few hours in each of the other simulators before she was sure she had them down then she ran a test on herself for each one to make sure she could pass them and teach them to the new spies. She finished and headed for the small apartment on site that she had been told was hers to use…
Clover was still in her bodysuit as she headed down the hall. She hoped no one would see her as she rounded the corner and keyed the lock. She stepped inside and blushed as the door closed behind her, for there was a half naked Alex in her room!
“Alex?”
“Clover?”
Alex asked, wearing only her panties, holding her t-shirt against her chest, her body coated with sweat from her training class.
“Sorry, thought this was my room.”
“Um…let me see your key.” Alex asked, Clover handed it over and Alex blushed a bit more and smiled.
“Guess….we’re roomies.”
Inwardly Clover was doing a very elaborate celebratory dance, outwardly, Alex could tell she was excited to say the least, since her bodysuit gave that away.
“Clover…would you…like to join me in the shower?”
“Um…okay…”
Alex dropped her top and smiled, Clover’s heart all but beating out of her chest at the sight of Alex’s perfect breasts. She didn’t realize that she hadn’t moved when she felt Alex’s fingers on the back of her bodysuit.
“I’ll help you get out of this…”
Clover half moved away but stayed put, letting Alex unseal and assist her in getting the damn tight thing off. Alex’s heart was racing as she slowly pushed the suit open, helping Clover get her arms out and push it down past her tush. Alex was soo excited…seeing Clover naked, she couldn’t believe it, her secret dream was coming true too. She slipped off her panties and took Clover’s hand, blushing cutely.
“Let’s shower, there is…stuff we need to discuss later.”
“Okay.”
Clover let Alex lead her to the shower, wondering just what would happen. Clover stood nervously as Alex got the shower running, making sure the water was warm before leading Clover in. The shower stall had enough room for the two of them and a bit of extra space. The pair blushed as breasts brushed breasts, backs, hips bumped as they showered together. Clover’s mind was on fire with images of Alex moaning and in the throws of passion while Alex’s mind was awash with images of Clover in her arms, both weak and sweaty. Their gentle contacts and racing minds finally took their toll. Clover pulled Alex to her, kissing her deeply as Alex slipped her arms around Clover’s neck. Their firm bodies trembling as they clung to each other, not quite sure where to go from there. Clover broke the kiss…
“Alex…I want you soo much…but I’m not sure how?”
“I…think we can find out…if we just take it slowly and somewhere where we won’t fall on slippery tiles.”
Clover giggled a bit and smiled, releasing Alex as she reached to turn off the shower. She paused, watching the water cascade down Alex’s body, leaving silvery rivers along her dark skin, beads of water forming on her perfect breasts, her dark nipples hard like Clovers pink ones. Alex was watching Clover, it looked as if her smooth hard body was covered in little sparkling gems, the rise and fall of her breasts, her long legs and her…what should she call it…pussy? Sounded too vulgar…flower maybe…sounded more romantic. They tore their eyes off each other long enough to dry off and move into the bedroom where they slipped into bed and back into each other’s arms.
“This is where I’m not sure what to do…” Clover admitted
“Neither am I, but…we can let nature take it’s course.”
“What did you want to talk about…”
“This actually…”
“Oh…well…”
Clover pulled Alex to her…letting nature take it’s course. Alex gazed into Clover’s eyes as she slipped her arms around Clover’s waist, their bodies almost touching. Clover was blushing brightly as Alex suddenly moved closer, pressing their bodies together. both girls gasping as their firm youthful breasts were slightly squashed, hard nipples brushing and rubbing against each other, sending tiny waves of joy and pleasure through them. Neither spoke, only soft moans as mouths hungrily sought out each other, desires not spoken of rising to the moment as Clover’s hands slid down Alex’s back to massage her firm athletic bum, Alex’s hands caressing Clover’s back. The pair moved slowly against each other, each movement eliciting a moan or gasp as they bodies made intimate contact. Clover shifted slightly, pressing her thigh between Alex’s legs, making gentle contact with Alex’s sex as her own made contact with Alex’s silky thigh. Both girls stiffened slightly, pausing for a moment as they blushed fiercely, both embarrassed and excited by the gentle contact. Clover gazed into Alex’s eyes as she slowly moved her hips a bit, moaning as she gently rubbed against Alex’s thigh, Alex moaned as the movement guided her hips at the same time and soon, they were both lost in a sea of pleasure, grinding against each other’s thigh, panting and moaning louder and louder. Hands caressed and groped wherever they could, lithe bodies rocking together in perfect rhythm as young minds swirled in clouds of pleasure and new passion. Clover felt her body began to peak, like it did on the few times she was alone and felt a need to pleasure herself, Alex was teetering on the same edge until she cried out!
“OH GOD CLOVER!!!”
She cried out at the top of her lungs, shuddering as she arched her back, her release, her love, coating her love’s silky thigh as Clover’s voice joined hers.
“OH OH OH OH ALEX!!!!!”
The pair stiffened and shuddered, firm breasts jiggling as they shared their first orgasm together. They collapsed into each other’s arms, panting softly, trembling as they kissed each other with soft, slightly weak kisses,
“Oh Alex….I could never imagine it would feel like this…”
“Clover….it was amazing…”
The pair rested in each other’s arms, content to stay there till hell froze over if need be to share the warmth of their love. They now understood soo much more about what they could share…they had soo much more to explore, but it would have to wait, both were tired after training and after their orgasms. They soon drifted into a blissful sleep, Alex snuggled against Clover, a peaceful and adorable image.
Samantha sat at her desk, looking at a photo of her and Mandy in cute swimsuits. It was hard to imagine that just a few years earlier, she and Mandy were bitter rivals at school. Then Jerry brought her into WOOHP and stuck Sam with training her. It took months but over that time, they grew closer and finally found each other. She smiled, their clumsy first night….full of apologies for poking fingers here and there, completely missing the intended targets. It brought a smile to her face when she remembered how they finally gave up and rented porn to figure things out. She looked up at the clock on her wall and sighed, soon she’d be off and back with the girl she loved…but she almost lost her…
Months Earlier, they had been assigned a simple task, to retrieve some blueprints from a minor dictator. It seemed like a good training mission for Mandy. But things got out of hand, fast. First, the dictator knew someone would come and was ready with armed guards. Second, he already had used the blueprints to make a prototype. And Three, they were the target for testing. Their standard anti-personnel gadgets, designed to deal with henchmen and such, where all but useless against the damn machine. The second they entered the warehouse, the damn thing fired on them!!
“This is not good, everything we’ve got isn’t worth shit!” Sam shouted as they dove for cover.
“No kidding…the only thing left is this hair dryer gun.”
“Look out!!” Sam shouted as the unit skirted their cover and opened fire on them, the shots when wide but managed to slice through the edges of both suits. The girls struggled to hide.
“This isn’t good, we can’t deal with this kind of thing…”
“Can’t we call for backup or something??”
“Not till that damn thing is neutralized.”
“Wait…I just had an idea…that thing has intakes for the engine right…what if we jam this dryer gun into on and set it on full blast, that should do some damage right?”
“It would, but getting close won’t be easy.”
The girls circled the area till they could get the angle they needed and with Mandy on distraction, they set their plan in action. The unit turned toward Mandy and fired, she barely got to cover, most of which was chewed up but the unit’s gun, as Sam leapt on the prototype and jammed the tornado dryer into an engine air intake and set it on high as she leapt off. The force of the dryer’s blast literally blew the engine apart, the pilot barely escaped as guards rushed into the room just as WOOHP agents entered from above. A short fire fight ensued, then all parties were dealt with. The Dictator was arrested and carted off as the slightly wounded girls were sent back to headquarters. Jerry examined the details and the ruined unit and sighed and made his decision to change the training. The world was changing and WOOHP needed to as well.
Sam smiled as the clock chimed the hour and set her files in order and shut down her terminal. She had dinner with Mandy then an evening off for once. She wondered what would happen next. As Sam made her way down the corridor, she paused outside Clover and Alex’s room. She noticed the red light was on the lock, indicating privacy. She chuckled and smiled a bit, she was glad they found what she had found in Mandy. She took the lift down two levels to her apartment and noticed that the lock was still green…was Mandy late again? She keyed the lock and slipped in, the room was dark. She noticed a faint glow from the bedroom. She followed the light and smiled to find a mostly naked Mandy lounging on the bed.
“Well, this isn’t quite what I expected to find.”
“You don’t like it?” Mandy cooed, wearing a purple garter belt and matching hose, a cute purple choker and her hair done up with a purple ribbon.
“I didn’t say that did I?” Sam smiled as she tossed her jacket on the chair and kicked off her shoes. Mandy wiggled a bit on the bed, rubbing her thighs together as Sam wiggled out of her skirt, then her panties, slowly kneeling on the end of the bed to slowly unbutton her blouse, teasing Mandy a bit as she took her time before letting it slid down her arms. Mandy made a happy sound as Sam proved yet again that she never had need for bras!! Sam slowly crawled up the bed till she was on top of Mandy, smiling as she kissed her softly.
“Clover and Alex are an item.”
“What? Really?!”
“Yep…”
“I knew those two would be drawn to each other…”
“And to think, you used to make fun of them…”
“That was before I had you.”
Mandy reached up, her hands on Sam’s waist, slowly sliding them up to across her stomach to her firm breasts, lightly rolling them as she smiled. Sam giggled a bit, she was ticklish here and there and mmmed softly.
“Sam…make love to me…please…just make love to me…any way you want.”
Sam kissed Mandy again softly, then deeper and deeper before breaking the kiss and smiling, slowly kissing her way down Mandy’s neck to the swell of her breasts. She slowly kissed her way up on firm mound, brushing her lips across the hard sensitive nipple a few times before capturing it between her lips, sucking on it as her tongue flickered across it, making mandy squeal a bit. She then kissed her way back down the breast and up the other, repeating her tender treatment before slowly kissing down past them, her hands resting on Mandy’s breasts, lightly rolling them, catching the nipples between her fingers. Mandy moaned and gasped, panting very softly as Sam’s tongue teased around her belly button then moved down to stop her trail of kissed just above Mandy’s sex. Sam looked up at her lover and smiled, lightly blowing on Mandy’s clit a bit, watching her tense up and moan cutely. Sam lowered her lips and lightly brushed them across her love’s love button, smiling as each pass made mandy moan and tense up a bit, waiting for what was next. Sam continued her teasing for a bit, making mandy moan and wiggle was fun, though she couldn’t resist the urge and pressed her tongue to her love’s sex and slowly drew it up the length, mmming as she soo enjoyed the sweetness of her lover. She listened to Mandy’s moans, increasing on volume with each lick, Sam’s tongue working this way and that, the tip tracing the outer folds of her lover’s perfect flower. Sam pressed her lips to Mandy’s sex, mmming as she slowly wiggled and worked her tongue into her love.
“OH SAM!!!” mandy squealed, she loved it when Sam frenched her pussy…it was soo naughty and sexy! Sam’s muffled moans stimulated mandy even more as her tongue wiggled and twisted and licked around inside her. Sam pulled back, a line of spittle connected her tongue to her love as she smiled and moved to straddle Mandy’s waist.
“I love you…”
“I love you too Samantha.”
Sam smiled as she slipped off Mandy and lifted Mandy’s legs over her own, scooting up till her sex was very close to Mandy’s, Mandy moaned, trembling, she loved what was to come next. Sam pushed Mandy’s legs up, her knees toward her chest as she scooted up and placed her sex against Mandy’s, moaning loudly. Mandy wiggled under Sam, her legs dangling in the air as Sam mmmed and lightly ground her hips, panting softly. Mandy closed her eyes.
“Oh sam…ohhhh….ohhhh please!!!”
Sam moaned softly, trembling as she continued to grind her hips, holding out a little longer as she closed her eyes, panting softly. Mandy wiggled and moaned, whimpering…
“No fair….please Sam!”
Sam was trying to concentrate, to stay slow, to keep it gentle and long, but her desire and Mandy’s moaning requests were too much, she began to literally hump her lover, rubbing and pushing her pussy against Mandy’s, bouncing her lightly. Mandy squealed with delight, panting as her hands moved to grope Samantha’s bottom, lightly squeezing it in time with the gentle bounces. Sam passionately kissed her dearest love, panting as she caressed Mandy’s hair and face.
“mandy…who would have imagined…us…together…”
“No one…but…ohhhh god….I wouldn’t…..ahhhh….change it for anyone!!”
Their mouths locked into a passionate kiss, tongues dueling, caressing as their bodies moved together. Sam began to bounce faster, harder, Mandy moaning loudly as she closed her eyes, arching her back more, her breasts jiggling as she moved her hands up to the small of Sam’s back, panting heavily.
“ohsamohsamohsamohsam!” Mandy chanted, panting as she felt her body rinsing toward the wonderful release as Samantha bounced faster, and faster. The bed squeaked loudly in protest of their wild bouncing as Samantha and mandy raced toward bliss, the pair suddenly stiffened, Sam’s back arched, her sex pressed firmly against Mandy’s, Mandy’s hips arched to press against Sam as they came, their bodies trembling as they cried out their joy and bliss, shuddering before collapsing together onto the bed.
“Oh god…that was fun…” Sam gasped.
“Yeah…but I’m still horny.” mandy blushed…
“I figured…why don’t you take me…”
“Sounds like a plan.”
Mandy rolled of the bed and located one of her favorite toys, a double ended strap-on she had found online. She smiled, slowly pushing the shorter end into herself, moaning as she pulled the straps on and tightened them, wiggling a bit to get the toy in a comfortable position before smiling and crawling across the bed. Samantha smiled and giggled, rolling on her stomach, wiggling her bottom at Mandy. Mandy pounced on Sam and purred, fondling her breasts as she rubbed the toy against Sam’s sex, making her moan lustfully.
“Don’t tease…please….”
“I know…but it’s soo fun to make you beg a bit.”
“Mandy!!”
Mandy giggled and shifted her hips and pushed forward, burying the shaft inside her lover, the resistance pushing the toy into Mandy as well.
“Ohhh….yessss…” Mandy moaned, echoing Sam’s moans of delight. The pair shuddered softly for a few moments. Mandy began to slowly move in and out, the movement causing the half inside her to shift back and forth, making her moan as she kissed Sam’s neck, shoulders…panting softly as Sam let out a shuddering moan of delight. Mandy had planned to take her time, but the movement of the toy, the sounds her love made and her overall need to cum again overrode her plan and she began to thrust faster, panting, her hips lightly slapping against Sam’s bottom as her hands rolled and caressed her love’s perfect breasts. Sam closed her eyes, moaning as she let Mandy lead, she liked to let Mandy control her abit, it was kinky and they both enjoyed it a lot. Mandy began to thrust faster, panting and moaning Sam’s name till her hips were rapidly slapping Sam’s body, her breasts jiggling as she held onto Sam’s breasts.
“Mandy…oh Mandy, faster faster!!”
“Yes oh yes!!”
Many was crying out as she pistoned her hips, trembling as she closed her eyes, only feeling Sam through her hands and when their bodies touched. To Mandy, in her mind, only she and Sam existed, only she and Sam were real right then and there. She lay against Sam’s back, her breasts rubbing those of her love, her body rubbing against Sam’s as she thrust with wild abandon. Sam was closer to cumming than she had imagined and now she wasn’t sure she could hold out against Mandy‘s driving thrusts, little did she know what Mandy was in the same boat. Mandy’s thrusts began to become slightly erratic as she opened her eyes, burying the shaft deep in side her love as she cried out.
“OH GOD SAM!!”
Sam squealed as Mandy buried the shaft deep inside her, making her cum with her love!
“MANDY!!!”
They stiffened, bodies trembling as they rode out the shared wave of bliss, the second one in a row for them. Mandy pulled out and flopped on her back as Sam rolled over. Mandy lay next to her love, hand in hand, panting softly as she smiled…
“Soo…what now?”
“Rest…rest…”
Mandy smiled and snuggled up against Samantha’s side, resting her head on Sam’s shoulder as she Sam gently caressed her back lightly, their bodies relaxing enough for them to slip off to slumber.
The next morning…things were under way. Jerry had them back training the new spies while he went over a series of documents that he had drawn up to make sure that their new positions were legal. He then went about transferring access to some of the systems to Samantha as she began her new role as his primary assistant.
Alex watched as her class went through warm-up exercises, the girls were limber and it did excite her to watch them stretch and bend in their form fitting training suits. She couldn’t get the image of Clover in that skin tight pilot’s suit out of her mind, she soo wanted to just blow off training, track her lover down and pounce on her! But her duty to make sure these new spies were trained was a bit more important, for the time being. She ordered the girls to pair off and begin basic combat throws as she walked between them. She saw soo much potential in them.
Sam sat at her desk and went over the latest reports to come in. Some of the secondary teams were reporting directly to her, requesting new gear, wanting updates on missions or requesting pick up of themselves and suspects they had captured. She took her new role very seriously and went about making sure each team had the best gear for their assignment, quick retrieval and the best Intel she could give them. She didn’t mind taking over some of Jerry’s duties, she loved the challenge.
Mandy stood at the training range and oversaw the current class’s use of some of the standard gadgets, shouting when they misused them then correcting them. Often, and she was sure they were tired of hearing her say it, she would tell them, “Knowing how these gadgets work and how to best use them will mean the difference between life and death some times.” She got gruff and angry at times, but she wanted the girls to be able to do the best and survive, she wanted to be proud of them and knew that soon them would be put into trios and sent out first on training missions with a vet to oversee them and then in their trios on their own.
Clover, weaning a long coat over her bodysuit, walked the line of simulators and checked each girl to make sure she was properly attired and ready. “Good, hair pulled back, suits on, alright ladies, these are Type one trainers, mount up and begin the tests. Go slowly, take your time and you’ll be fine.” As the girls saluted and mounted what passed for pilot seats and closed up the trainers, Clover smiled, knowing they’d have to muck out some of the units after this class, always had to, soo many girls were unprepared for the unique feelings one got in the sims.
The End.
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In Part 2 of All the Power, Tetenia begins her training as His Supremacy’s concubine and finds things a bit more difficult than she had imagined.
the final part… constructive criticism is welcome.
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How I changed my wife and our sex life forever.
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The nail has found a new victim.
Where I am artfully hooked, calmly subdued, brutally taken, ruthlessly used, coldly dispatched and slightly redeemed
Sarah’s love for Johnny grows
They slowly untied my hands and laid them by my side. My arms hurt like hell. Then I felt them untying my legs. Great it was the best time for me to escape. Yeah right now, I am so weak and tired, and I don’t know what kind of trouble I would get myself into. I just have to take what’s given to me till my strength is back.
“Up you go, we have to get this dirty whore clean.”
“Fuck you! I might be dirty but I am not a dam whore” He Slap me right across my right side of my face, right across my bruise cheek and eye inflamed more.
“For one you are a dam whore, you are whatever we call you, and yes you are dirty inside and out. By the way we own you till your Master pays us off or we are done with you.”
I was in tears, now I do feel like I was disowned, I felt like a dam dirty whore, I should give up now. But that would be too easy, that’s what they want, for me to just give in, for now I guess, till I do get my strength (if I ever do) I will let them do whatever they want, or what I will let them do to me.
“If I am a whore, why haven’t you paid me yet..? Masters”
“We are you just don’t know it yet.” Snake said
“Now let’s get you in that bathroom and get you clean.”
They grabbed my hair and pulled me out of the bed, and then they put a collar round my neck and I heard a click when they put a leash on, they helped me up on my feet. I was weak from all the beatings, being tied up for so long, and the hell of an orgasm. They had to help me walk to the bathroom or whatever I was going.
I finely found out that I wasn’t in a hotel room; I was in a huge house. They lead me down a dark hallway down to the bathroom. (This bathroom was huge and beautiful) I saw an enema bag hanging from the shower curtain, different kinds of sex toy lying on a towel on the floor and sink, there was a bathroom chair covered with a towel that was sitting out side the huge tub that was filled with hot bubbly water. There was a bathroom mat that was covered with a thick towel. I guess they don’t want me to make a big mess.
“Now get on your knees with your ass in the air on that chair.”
“NO Master”
“Do it now” Rex said with a firm voice and tugging on my leash and collar.
I finely gave up and did what he said. I was on my hands and knees with ass in thee air. I felt someone’s hand rubbing my ass then smacking it hard. “Nice tight ass. Man you’re a dirty little whore, now be a good girl and relax.” Yeah right relax, that’s a jock of the year. I looked up and saw Rex reach for the enema hose. Oh shit I was going to be in trouble if I let him use that on me. I finely felt him trying to put the enema nozzle in me, he pushed a little harder. I didn’t want that dam thing in me. He smacked me hard on my ass and I jumped; in addition he started to put his finger up my ass with out lube.
“Relax now or this is going to hurt worse, you dam whore.”
“NO dam it.” I screamed in pain when he shoved the nozzle up my ass and pushed to make sure it would say in. “I told you it would hurt.” I felt the luke warm water flowing in me. Then I felt a sharp pain in my pussy, Snake was fucking me hard with his finger. I looked back at him, with tears started to roll down my face “Dam that hurts, please stop Master” Then as I turned my face away from him the wipe my eyes, he stop fingering me and shoved a huge dildo up me. I thought his fingers were painful. I screamed in pain. “Like that huh?” I felt someone pushing on the bag making the water rush harder in my anus; he finely took the hose out of my ass and stuck a huge butt plug in as fast as he took out the nozzle.
I felt someone pull on my leash, to make me sit on my plug. I try to pull back, but the more I pull the hard he was chocking me. I finely felt him wrap the leash around his hand, and yank me back towards him. I felt him staring down at me, and his hot breath on my neck. “The more you fight us, the more you will get punished the more you will hurt.” I felt him lean in closer to me and he whispered in my ear “The hornier we get, now get in the tub” I felt him reach down to my butt and pushed the butt plug in a little further, I felt a bigger knot of the plug go in. They helped me off the chair and into the bathtub.
The water was hot, but not to bad, I don’t know what kind of bubbles put in the water but it smelt good and relaxing. “I am in the tub, now what Master?” I was stirring them in his eyes. I knew I was going to get smacked because of the smart ass comment, but at this point I didn’t care, I still felt like shit and disowned. Perhaps I would like these guys better then my own Master, doubt it. Yep here it comes, that smack I was looking for right across the ass.
“Sit down on the butt plug till it goes all the way up your ass, and relax for a bit, while we or I wash you up.” Rex said. I sat down like he said, I was trying not to put all my weight down, I knew there were at least two maybe three bigger knots to go. Rex looked at me and saw I wasn’t sitting down all the way, “Testing me ah?” He took his shirt off and tossed it on the floor. I tried to ease the butt plug up me. Man I was tight or the plug was bigger then I thought, because the next knot didn’t want to go in without some kind of force. Rex knelt down besides the tub, put his large hands around my hips and pushed me down as hard a he could, making that plug go all the way in. I was in tears
“Dam that hurts, please stop, please!” I whimpered.
“Shut up you dam dirty whore, I am done pissing around with you.” He grabs something from the floor and shoved it in the water.
“Sit back and relax please.” I scoot down and try to relax as mush as the butt plug would let me. I felt his hand rubbing my inner thigh with a washcloth up to my pussy. “Spread your legs, we need to clean that filthy pussy.” I felt him grabbing my lips of my pussy and started pulling and rubbing them with the washcloth. Then I felt him started rubbing my clit. All I could do is close my eyes and enjoy it. Then I felt him washing my legs and feet.
“It looks like your legs need a good shaving; I know your pussy does.” God I felt so good when someone else is washing your body. I laid back an enjoyed every moment.
“I found that dildo that we where looking for.” Snake comes the room yelling
“Good I give it do me.” Snake hands Rex the dildo.
I wasn’t any kind I have seen before. I was long and huge, and had holes up and down it with some kind of holes attachment at one end. Rex reaches behind him again and grabbed some kind of hosepipe and attachment it to the water falsest in the bathtub, then he shoved the dildo up my pussy, turned on the cold water and started fucking me with it.
“Now your pussy is being cleaned, lets to the rest of your body, tilt your head back.” He left that dildo up me while he started washing the rest of my body.
He pour the bath water or my face and hair with a glass, then he put shampoo in his hand and started to clean my hair, he took the glass and filled it with clean water and rinsed my hair. Then he took the wash cloth and cleaned my face. I could still taste the blood from my nose. Rex looked at with a slight unsympathetic look to his face, but his hands are telling a different story. After cleaning my face, I saw the bloody washcloth; I didn’t realize that my face was that bad. But my face felt better then before, the dried blood was gone. I could breathe again, for now. I was starting to feel better and clean again. But I was cold still, that dam dildo was up in my pussy, all I wanted to do is take it out, so I reach down to try to take it out.
“Thinking about playing with yourself?” Rex said with a grin. “No Master, I thought I would take out this cold dildo out?” I didn’t know what to except, so I said it was a scared smile.
“Oh yeah I almost for got out that, do you need to use the john?”
“OH yes Master please, my stomach is starting to hurt. Please Master my I use the toilet?” I must of said something right, because he helped me out the bathtub and took the butt plug out. Then he left the room with the door ajar. OMG that felt so good expelling my bowls: It felt like I was sitting there for an hour or so, because before I knew it both of the man came back in with a grin on their faces. I hurried up and whipped my ass and got up. “Get back in the tub we’re not done with you.” Rex said
I lay back in the hot, smoothing bathtub, and tried to relax, I was worried what they are going to do to me next, but I didn’t care right now. Rex knelt down next to the tub again and took one of my legs out and started shaving it. He didn’t do a bad job; I guess he had a lot of practice shaving legs, I know their not the easiest things to shave in the bathtub. Rex told me to stand up; he took the shower chair and set it the bathtub facing him. “Sit down and spread your legs.” I did what I was told. I sat down I spread my legs, I made sure that he/ they could get to my pussy effortless.
I was starting to get wet again, I was glade my pussy was dry as the desert. I haven’t had someone take care of me like this in a long time. I was feeling pampered and love, maybe I should make a deal with them, granted I may have to give up my body, but I was doing that any ways with my Master, but at the same time I didn’t feel right, like I was disobeying. Dam I am so confused, I was starting to feel more and more tired. I am clean now, and all I want now is to rest.
Next thing I knew he was rinsing off my pussy, and the rest of my body with the shower head. They helped me up and wrapped me in a large towel, Rex picked me up and we all headed down the hallway again. I was so out of it, all I know is that we weren’t in the same room, but I didn’t care I was sleeping, warm, and conferrable, at this point I had no knowledge of what they where doing to me and why they are being so kind, but soon I will know.
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All Lucida wanted to do was save her convent. But she’ll come to realize, there will be no one coming to save her
