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The first 2 chapters of this story have non-consent in them. If this isn’t for you then skip to chapter 3, which will have an intro and will work as a second chapter 1.

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Hi I am Ellie I live in York (England) I am 24, work as a dance teacher at one of the dance schools in York. I am 5ft 6, 120lb with blonde hair blue eyes, I have an athletic build with a small but round ass which looks great in my yoga pants even if I do say so myself. I have C cup boobs which are always nice and perky.

Now that my introduction is out of the way here is my story about how I got into mess. Well it all started one day when I decided to go for a swim in my local 50m swimming pool, it had been a while since I had been there.

I decided to get changed and ready to go out putting on my white sundress with a lace midriff, then I set off to the pool.

On my way to the pool I reminisced about the last time I was there. It would have been about 5 months ago when I was with my ex boyfriend Sam and how we split up not long after when he decided he would let the rest of his friends know about my sexual fantasies and desires. while in my own little world it wasn’t long before I got to the pool and I got out of the car and made my way into the changing rooms.

While getting changed into my pink bikini which always seemed to get a lot of attention, after getting changed and putting my stuff away I put into my locker locked it up and put the key around my wrist and got a shower.

Straight away I was regretting my decision to have a shower as the water was not warm and in turn meant that anyone looking could see my nipples trying to poke out of my bikini top. But as there was nothing else I could do I walked into the pool trying not to get any extra attention, and noticed that with it being the first session after lunch on a school day there were not many people in.

I sat on the edge of the pool with my legs dangling in the water which also felt cold although that could be because it was June which always seemed to have the best weather in England and today was no exception with it getting up to 29°C which might not sound hot to some of you reading but for England that’s HOT.

As I sat there I thought it would be best to as they way rip off the band aid so I got straight in and got straight into swimming. After a little while I warmed altyazı porno up and noticed that there were not a few more people in and the pool had sent another lifeguard out to help out with the numbers. There must have been about 30 people in the pool.

While having a rest on the side I noticed the new lifeguard checking me out, I looked down hoping my nipples were no longer poking out, happily there weren’t and I gave the lifeguard a smile and set back off for a few more lengths.

Next time when I stopped I noticed he was walking my way so I waited for him to come up to me, he was an attractive guy probably in his early 20’s like me, he was about 6ft short brown hair, hazel eyes and a great set of legs. As I went to say hi I noticed he just went straight part and asked another lifeguard to cover for him, with the second lifeguard agreeing the first came over to me and introduced himself.

“Hi I’m Tom I’ve never seen you here before are you new to the area.”

“Oh hey Tom I’m Ellie, no I’ve lived here my whole life but haven’t been here for about 5 months.”

“Oh ok well it’s always good to see a beautiful woman in the pool while working.” Then with that he went into the changing rooms.

I decided to do some more swimming but I couldn’t get Tom out of my head thinking to myself “If he thinks I’m beautiful will he ask me out.” Then “I wonder if I should ask for him number.”

After another few lengths I looked up and there was Tom.

“Hi again sorry to interrupt but I couldn’t go on my break before asking if you would like to go out sometime?”

“Sure that sounds great.”

“Do you want me to swap numbers when you get out?”

I decided that I had had enough of swimming “Well I’m about done if you want come to my locker I’ll get my phone?”

“OK.” He replied and with that I got out of the pool and we went over to my locker.

I opened my locker, dried my hands and got out my phone and we swapped numbers. Then Tom asked if I wanted to sit and talk in the lifeguard office/store?

“Sure.” I replied and he lead the way to the room. I got my towel wrapped it around myself and locked my locker then caught up.

“Well here we are.”

“Wow this is bigger than I thought it would be.”

For the next 10 minutes we talked and then he said something that made me shiver amatör porno through my core.

“Sorry if I am wrong but did you use to date Sam Crow?”

“Y..yes I did.”

“As we were walking to the locker I thought it was you but I didn’t recognize you with wet hair in the pool.”

“Well I suppose I should head home but give me a call and we can sort something out?”

“Not so fast Ellie, I didn’t bring you in here just to talk, after I worked out who you were I thought I would see if the rumors were true.”

As I got up and went for the door I realized it was locked, and then I was grabbed from the back. Tom quickly grabbed my wrists and with a cut off piece of swimming lane rope we bound my wrists together.

“WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING.” I SHOUTED.

“Well I’m working on your sexual fantasy, I know how you like to be tied up and given a good time.” He replied with a cocky smile on his face, and with that I had a piece of cloth shoved in my mouth and taped in.

Although trying to scream or shout, nothing came out.

“Don’t try and fight it Ellie I know you love bondage and once asked Sam to tie you up and use you like his little whore, he told all his drinking buddies, now is my chance to have some fun.”

Again I tried to make some noise but to no avail.

“Here sit down and stop wriggling, you know you can’t get out and no one is coming in I have both keys.”

I was then pushed down onto a chair and Tom removed my towel, and again just as before my nipples were hard but I already knew that as they had been hurting against the material for the last 5 minutes.

“So are you cold Ellie?” Tom asked .

I nodded and gave him my best puppy eyes to try and get myself out of the mess.

“Well then I suppose I should dry you properly so you can warm up, but only your bikini is wet.”

He started to pull down both my bikini top straps, and my eyes must have been close to bursting with my eyes so wide open in shock and horror. I tried to squirm and get up but I got pushed back down and then he decided to strap my legs and arms to the chair.

“This is your own doing if you were cooperative then we could have avoided this.” Tom said and with that I was strapped to the chair and unable to move.

He then went back to pulling down my bikini straps, then untied amatör porno the strap at the back which was the only thing keeping my C cup boobs in the material. With one last pull on the strap the top fell to my tied wrists and I felt exposed and lost all hope of getting away.

Then Tom went and picked up the towel and wiped my boobs to dry them. “So now your just about dry, let’s get you out of those wet bottoms.” Then he tried to pull my bikini bottoms down but I put up and fight and wouldn’t lift my ass of the chair and with me being tied he could force me.

“Thank God.” I said to myself, feeling like I could hold some dignity.

Then I looked up and say Tom holding a pair of scissors. “Well I suppose I’m just going to have to cut them off then.” I didn’t want my bikini to get ruined so I lifted up my ass so that my bikini would stay in one piece, and Tom pulled down my bottoms and I sunk back into the chair and awaited what was going to happen next.

“Well I’m sorry to tell you this but I really want you to be fully naked no distractions so I’m going to have to cut your bikini anyway with your tied arms and legs stopping me getting your kit off.” I was still totally exposed and now my bikini was cut into several pieced.

With me now completely naked Tom picked up the towel again “lift your ass off the chair so I can dry it for you.” He said, but I never moved.

“OK then I’ll just have to leave your ass and go straight for your pussy.” As I heard the last part of the sentence I felt my pussy being rubbed with my towel and even thought I knew I shouldn’t I couldn’t help but enjoy the feeling.

“Well I tried to dry your pussy but it looks like it wants to stay wet.” Tom said while winking at me.

“Now that you’re as dry as I can get you let’s see what I am working with.”

“Nice perky boobs, washboard stomach and a beautifully trimmed pussy I love it when I have a landing strip to aim for. Oh and I already knew you had an amazing ass from walking behind you before, I cannot wait for some fun with your body.”

For the next few minutes Tom just kept walking round and round me checking out every little piece of my body.

“Well I need to get back to work but there’s only about 1 hour till we close, I’m sure you can find something to do while I finish my jobs off.” Then he went out of the door locked it back up and left me naked sat in a swimming pool office, gagged, tied up and unable to do anything.

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Thanks for reading this is my first story but hopefully people like it and I will make more chapters as I have a few more in my head.

Any comments are appreciated along with any ideas.

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The Eyes of Acceptance Ch. 02

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Two years home, and trying to make his way in the working world, Keith ended up in the mailroom of a mid-sized legal firm for the next few years. It helped him afford a studio apartment on his own. Living alone wasn’t so terrible when family and the few friends he had were nearby, but Keith always felt terribly lonely.

He wanted a girlfriend desperately. As shy as he was, it had become even harder to find the courage to talk to girls because just before he said anything he’d have the image of himself with Alan in Arizona and run away. Keith was terrified that someone would find out what he’d done? What if he met a girl and finally lost his virginity and he somehow let it slip or she found out somehow. It was true paranoia, driven by how truly terrified he was of anyone learning the truth.

He would meet a girl eventually, three years after returning from Arizona. He’d been set up on dates, usually by members of the extended family, but those never worked out.

There was a woman who was in the Dungeons & Dragons club that Keith had joined, partly as a way to meet people like himself. She was nerdy, but there was something very sexy about her, and her character in the game was always very flirtatious with his character, which excited him.

She would suggest they get dinner somewhere after a session one night, suggesting that they go to the food court in the nearby mall for chili dogs. He thought that was funny, as he loved chili dogs. Leigh would be the perfect girlfriend and maybe she was actually interested in him.

Having a meal after the game became a weekly thing, especially after Keith’s car broke down because he was too timid to talk to people like auto mechanics and the like. His lack of any kind of maintenance had come back to haunt him.

I know it is hard to feel any kind of sympathy for a guy who is too scared to get his oil changed, but bear with me here.

So that Keith could still come to the games, Leigh would pick him up and drive him home, which made stopping for dinner almost automatic.

One evening they were sitting in a restaurant when a young couple came towards them. The woman, Heather, was an absolutely gorgeous blonde with a breathtaking body she was showing off in a tight dress and heels. Keith’s jaw nearly fell off while he was staring at her while Leigh talked to the two of them.

After they left, Leigh told Keith they were old friends from college. He soon learned that she was 30 years old and that she’d had a lot of sexual experience, and then began asking Keith if he was attracted to her.

“It is just that I’ve given you so many opportunities, even went so far as to ask you out to dinner, and you never make any kind of move.”

“No, I like you, I do, and I think you are b-b-beautiful,” Keith said, his stammer returning for the first time since Arizona. “I just d-d-didn’t know these were d-d-dates.”

“Are you nervous? I know you’re timid as a church mouse, Keith, but are you really that nervous about being on a date with me?”

“I thought… we were just…”

“Out as friends? I guess I can see how you thought that, but I do keep dropping hints. Haven’t any of your girlfriends ever done that?”

Keith didn’t want to tell her that he’d never been with a girl before. With her being older and experienced sex izle sexually, he didn’t want her to think he was a virgin and have her lose interest in him.

“Oh, sure, but things with them just kind of happened, you know? Usually going out to eat happened after, you know?” Keith said, recovering some dignity as he tried to puff up his chest.

“Ah, high school relationships. Probably started at a party, am I right?”

“Yeah, how did you know?” Keith laughed nervously.

Keith had stopped shaving his legs after the encounter with Alan in Arizona, swearing off the weird shit he’d done with his legs while there and vowing never to speak of it, or even think about it again. That wasn’t a concern. He had hair on his legs like any guy now, but he thought back to that night with Alan and how he’d told Keith that he’d never be able to please a woman with his substandard man meat.

“I guess I need to be the forward one here,” Leigh said. “Would you like to stay at my place tonight.”

Keith nodded. As scared as he was of her rejecting him over his small penis or realizing that he was a virgin, he couldn’t pass up the opportunity to finally lose his virginity and prove Alan wrong.

Trying to act like he knew what he was doing, Keith became even more awkward and inept in bed than you’d imagine he would be. Leigh just smiled as his little penis kept slipping in and out of her vagina.

“You are so adorable,” she told him after he’d gotten off and clumsily rolled off her.

Keith was so happy that Leigh liked him, and that they continued to have sex. Each time, he felt like he was mastering it, especially when she told him was a wonderful lover he was.

They’d been seeing each other for two weeks when Keith got so excited during sex when she got on top that he cried out that he loved her. Leigh looked down at him, smiled, and said, “You are so sweet and adorable.”

Keith looked up at her panting, with tears in his eyes as she brushed his hair away from his face with a grin on her face that made Keith uncomfortable.

“You know, as much as I enjoy you, and I do, Keith,” Leigh said, “You really have a hard time satisfying me sexually. This doesn’t mean that I don’t like you and care about you, but you need to know that I’ve been sleeping with another man, but just for the sex. We can still be boyfriend and girlfriend, although sex with you has really started to feel like a chore.”

Keith was absolutely stunned. He didn’t know how to react, so he froze and just stared blankly at Leigh as she looked down at him, grinning, and talking to him like he was a little kid.

“In a relationship, it is important to be honest,” Leigh told him. “And honestly, I’ve been with a lot of men, and you are far and away the worst in bed I’ve ever known, and it is obvious that you’ve never been with a woman before. Painfully obvious.”

He wanted to run away and never see her again. She’d just stuck a dagger through his heart. He started crying and couldn’t stop.

But Keith couldn’t end the relationship. Leigh insisted they could remain boyfriend and girlfriend. When people saw Keith with her, they looked at him and talked to him differently than they had in the past. He had this girlfriend who was attractive and older than he was. People were jealous. People alt yazılı porno no longer thought of him as a loser. He was afraid he’d never find another girlfriend. He didn’t want to go back to being a loser.

Of course, he never stopped to realize that by staying with Leigh, he was becoming a much bigger loser than he would have been if he left her and spent the rest of his life alone.

“I’d like to invite Greg over for dinner tomorrow,” Leigh told Keith after dismounting him and leaving him sobbing in bed. “Greg is the friend that I told you about, the one who is keeping me satisfied. Would you make dinner for us all?”

Keith had learned to cook to try to impress Leigh, having come to her apartment with everything he needed to make a gourmet meal. It was something he managed to be good at.

“Honey? Would you do that tomorrow night?”

“Oh god… Leigh…”

“Honey, you do understand that I have my needs, don’t you?”

“Yes,” Keith blubbered.

“And you do understand that you aren’t going to be able to satisfy those needs, don’t you?”

Keith curled up into the fetal position, shaking and crying.

“Yes…”

“You know, I think it might be a lot of fun if you watch what I mean when I tell you that Greg keeps me VERY satisfied. What do you think?”

As he was making dinner, Keith fought to keep it together. Leigh came home after being out at the store. She’d bought some beer, a brand she’d never bought before, and put it in the refrigerator. Keith assumed it was what Greg liked.

“I’m going to put on something more comfortable. Maybe I’ll wear that black teddy you bought me.”

Keith had been buying Leigh presents, thinking it would keep her interested after their first time together and show them that he loved her. One of those had been a black teddy, and as they awaited Greg’s arrival, she went into the bedroom and put it on, along with a pair of high heels.

She hadn’t worn the teddy since he’d given it to her, and Keith had never seen her in heels. He didn’t even know that Leigh owned any. She paraded around in front of him, teasing him, asking him how she looked.

“Oh my god, you are so beautiful,” Keith gasped.

“Thanks honey. I hope Greg likes it.”

When the doorbell rang, Leigh greeted Greg with a passionate and long kiss at the door. Keith couldn’t see them, but his body stiffened and he cringed as he heard the sound.

“Come on in, Greg,” she said and led him into the living room as he went on about how sexy she looked in the teddy and heels.

She hadn’t even bothered to introduce him to Keith.

“Honey? Would you bring Greg a beer? One of the ones I bought?”

Keith cringed and fought back tears. He wanted to run away, but he was too afraid to even do that. He got a beer out of the refrigerator and brought it into the living room.

Greg was at least six-foot-three and apparently worked out regularly. In the t-shirt he was wearing, Keith could see his massive biceps and how broad his chest was.

He had his hands all over Leigh. When Keith came in with the beer, he casually slipped one of her breasts free and squeezed it as Keith tried to look away while putting the beer down in front of him.

Leigh moaned and then snickered.

“This altyazılı sex izle turn you on, Keithie?” Greg asked Keith, clearly making fun of him.

Keith turned and all but ran back into the kitchen with Leigh and Greg laughing hysterically behind him.

“You ought to put him in a teddy and heels. Fucking fairy.”

“Now, that is an idea!” Leigh laughed. “If he shaved his legs and the rest of his body and put on a little makeup…”

“That would be absolutely hysterical,” Greg laughed.

After Keith basically hid in the kitchen for ten minutes, Leigh demanded he come back into the living room.

She was completely naked, sitting on Greg’s lap. He had his shirt on, showing a chest and abdomen that complimented his biceps, but was still wearing his pants.

“Honey, I want you to watch Greg’s cock enter me, okay?”

“L-L-Leigh… please…”

“Honey, I want to see acceptance in your eyes. This is what it is going to be like from now on in our relationship. Otherwise, we’re over and done and I will tell your friends and whoever else that it was because you have a teeny weenie and you can barely get it up half the time.”

“Oh man, that is cold,” Greg laughed.

“Just the truth,” Leigh laughed.

She got up off Greg while Keith stared blankly at them, frozen in place. She knelt down in front of him, undid his pants and took them down along with his underwear. He had a very large, thick cock and it was hard as a rock. Keith looked at it and felt old desires returning. He might have drooled if his mouth hadn’t been so dry.

Leigh looked back at Keith and smiled.

“Move in a little closer, honey.”

“Oh god…” Keith exhaled before taking several steps closer to Greg and Leigh as tears began streaming down his face.

She took Greg’s cock in her hand, smiled at Keith again, gave him a wink, and then leaned down and slowly slid the full length of Greg’s cock into her mouth and then out again the same way.

“Now that is what I call a cock,” Leigh said while looking over at Keith. “Would you like some?”

Keith just stared, barely able to see through his tears, as his body trembled but seemed completely unwilling to move.

Leigh got up with a grin and walked over to Keith. She took his hand and led him right over to where Greg was sitting on the couch. Then she led him down to his knees.

“Don’t want you to fall over, honey. Here, I got you a front row seat. I want you to really watch this, okay? You can tell me if I’m doing a good job?”

“O-o-okay…” Keith sobbed.

Leigh went back down in front of Greg with Keith kneeling just a couple of feet away. She lowered her head again, opened her mouth, and was about to slide her lips over the head of Greg’s cock when Keith cried out something she never expected.

“Oh my god… you have a beautiful cock…”

Leigh broke into hysterical laughter as Greg got up and covered himself with his pants.

“What the fuck. Goddamned faggot.”

“Come on, Greg,” Leigh said, still laughing. “We’ll go in the bedroom and shut the door.”

“Fine. Just keep fag boy here away from me.”

Leigh put her arm around Greg and began walking to the bedroom.

“Honey,” said said, calling back to Keith. “Make sure you clean up, okay?”

Leigh was still laughing as she headed down the hall to the bedroom with Greg.

“Are you going to dump that fool or what?” Greg asked her.

“God no, with what I have to hold over him now, I can make him do anything I want. Why would I give up something like that?”

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Story is for Lit Halloween contest and contains themes of non-consensual sex and reluctance.

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It started over a bet but it ended in a most surprising way and totally changed my life. I was a sophomore attending NYU in the heart of New York City when it occurred. Originally I’d come from Ohio but by my second year of college I’d really fallen in love with NYC and the whole city lifestyle. ‘Back home’ was a small homogenized town, which though a safe and pleasant enough place to grow up in always seemed to be lacking something. It wasn’t until I began college that I realized that I was made for the city.

There were four of us eating in the diner that fateful October afternoon when I unwittingly set the course that changed my life. Sitting in the booth with me was my best friend Aimee, her roommate Carol, and a classmate named Brent. We were discussing the upcoming Halloween Parade which takes place in Greenwich Village on Halloween evening. Since the school was close by we all planned on attending the parade before going to various parties later on. I thought it would be cool if we went in costume since many parties, as well as some neighborhood bars, had contests for the best costume with cash prizes. Brent said that he had a plan to easily win at least some prizes that night.

“If I go to a costume store and rent an expensive costume the odds will be good that I can win at least one prize. This isn’t small town America,” he said looking my way, “and you need more than a sheet with holes cut out for eyes as a costume.”

Everyone at the table but me laughed at that as he was obviously needling my background which made me want to prove him wrong.

“Well,” I answered, “you can get any type of costume you want but I guarantee that I can do a better job than you with less money besides. I might buy a costume but not at a fancy place and I’ll make it much better than yours with some creativity.”

“Care to put some money where your big mouth is? I’ll bet you $100 that my costume will blow yours out of the water,” Brent said with a smug expression.

“I prefer to be paid in twenties,” I replied with a confidence I didn’t feel as we shook hands on it with the two girls as witnesses.

Over the next few days I was so busy between classes and my part time job that I didn’t even have a chance to think about the bet, let alone find time to look for a costume. Halloween was less than a week away and so far I’d gotten nowhere when one night Aimee and I were having dinner in her apartment. She and Carol rented one rather than living in a dorm as both their families had enough money that they could afford to live on their own.

By this time Aimee was like my best friend but when we’d first met I’d asked her out as she was gorgeous. She was of Asian descent having long, silky, black hair with a tight little body and she favored wearing skirts that showed off her legs to best effect. Aimee was also fond of heels three inches and higher which further accentuated her legs while also making her appear taller. She’d politely turned me down while informing me I just wasn’t her type. Aimee preferred to date dark haired, preppy jocks, the taller the better as far as she was concerned.

That certainly didn’t describe me for I was only 5’5″ tall and on the slight side. Back in high school I’d run track so while my lower body had developed some I certainly wasn’t muscular. My hair was blond and sort of longish and though my stomach was flat I didn’t have a six pack or anything. Still we sometimes hung out together and in time we became very close. We talked about anything at all, including our sex lives, although to be honest I didn’t have much of one. School and work kept me busy plus the fact that I’d gotten sick of being turned down by girls who dismissed me due to my size. So I dated infrequently at best.

Anyway that night we were enjoying a takeout dinner along with some wine. We were on our second bottle when suddenly Aimee asked me if I’d come up with a costume idea that would beat Brent. When I admitted that I hadn’t even started looking she shook her head slowly.

“I know, I know, but I really haven’t had the time. Tomorrow I’ll go to a drug store and see what I can find there,” I told her.

“Hold on a moment James because I think I have the solution. Now wait right here,” she told me before hurrying to her room.

She came back in a few minutes with a bag in her hands and a big smile on her face. Standing there she looked at me with a funny look in her eyes.

“How bad do you want to win this bet? Because I have a brilliant idea but I don’t think you’ll like it.”

“I want to win all right, just to show Brent up. The money will just be an added bonus.”

“If you follow my plan not only will you beat Brent but I almost guarantee that you can win at least one contest and some of them have a first prize of five hundred dollars. But you’ll have to do as I say. I’m so confident that if you lose to porno Brent then I’ll pay him the money.”

“That sounds good to me but what’s your idea?”

“A costume within a costume,” she said as if that answered everything.

“Huh, not sure what you mean.”

“Okay, first an example but not the one for your costume. Let’s say someone dresses as a ninja but if they remove the mask then they’re a zombie underneath, so really they have on two costumes in a sense.”

“I’m not sure a zombie ninja will win anything,” I told her.

“I just used that as an example. I have your costume here,” Aimee said as she placed the bag in front of me on the table, “it was an old one of mine and we’re around the same size.”

I’m not sure why but I felt butterflies in my stomach and my hands trembled as I took hold of the bag. Next I opened it and removed the contents. There was a blue top with an S on the chest as well as a short, red skirt and a cape. Suddenly it dawned on me that it was a Supergirl costume.

“Are you crazy Aimee? First off it’s a girl’s costume. Second how is this going to help me beat Brent let alone win a real contest,” I said thinking she must be drunk from the wine.

“I said you wouldn’t like the idea but hear me out. You wearing this costume on its own wouldn’t win you anything even if you were a girl as it isn’t unique or good enough. And if you just put it on you would look like a guy wearing a girl’s costume. But if you follow my plan you’ll win I’m convinced.”

No doubt my face betrayed the skepticism I was feeling at her idea. Aimee didn’t even seem to notice my mood but breathlessly continued with her plan.

“I don’t mean this in a bad way but you’re not the most masculine guy out there James. No one would accuse you of being a caveman even if you had a beard and a club. In fact you’re good looking – but almost in a pretty way. I’ve always envied your eyelashes because they are so long and full.”

“Gee, thanks about the eyelashes, I guess. But about the rest…”

“Trust me I know what I’m talking about James. Give me a half hour to prove my point and if you don’t agree then I’ll never mention it again – okay.”

“Fine whatever,” I answered throwing my hands in the air in resignation.

“Come with me,” Aimee told me as she headed back towards her bedroom.

First I picked up the costume after which I followed her into her room. She patted a chair in front of her vanity and indicated I should sit.

“Just relax James and let me work. Maybe close your eyes as it will be easier for us both that way.”

Sitting there I felt my apprehension grow especially as I felt what she was doing but I kept both my eyes and mouth closed. Aimee was humming softly as she worked her magic on me. Finally after what felt like forever she finished.

“Wait one minute I just have one finishing touch to make and I’m done,” she said after which I heard Aimee rummaging in her closet and in a minute I felt her put something on my head.

“Okay James, open your eyes,” she told me.

When I opened my eyes I was speechless for a minute. There staring back at me in the mirror appeared to be an attractive female face. Between the long blond wig, the makeup, and lipstick Aimee applied I almost didn’t recognize myself. Don’t get me wrong it was my blue eyes that looked back at me but with the mascara, eye liner, and other work she’d done my face resembled the sister I didn’t have.

“Wow Aimee, if the whole shrink thing doesn’t work out then you have a future as a professional makeup artist. I doubt anyone would recognize me.”

Aimee’s major was in psychiatry but she also had other talents I saw. She just stood there beaming as she beheld her handiwork. Then she went to her dresser and opened a drawer and fumbled around before removing some red fabric which she handed to me. It was a silky, red thong.

“Put it on James as well as the costume and come out. I’ll be waiting in the living room,” Aimee said as she left the room.

Still unable to get over the change in my facial appearance I removed my clothes and put on the costume. When I slipped the thong on the silky feel on my penis stimulated me and I started to harden. I ignored that and finished dressing. When I looked in the mirror I beheld a hot looking Supergirl staring back which inflamed my erection further. The bulge was actually pushing out my skirt so I stopped looking and tried to relax. After a minute my hard on subsided and I headed to the other room where Aimee greeted me by clapping her hands delightedly.

“I told you James, wait I think I’ll call you Jamie if you look like that. Now you are Supergirl but your real costume is that you are dressed as and appear to be a girl. Two costumes in one. Well what do you think?”

“I had my doubts Aimee but you were right at least to a point. This might actually work.”

“Well we still have some finishing touches to work on if we’re going to pull it off, at least if you want to win some contests. anime porno We have to fool people into thinking you’re really a girl but I know how to accomplish that. We also need to get you red boots for your costume but I think I have the answer. Wait here.”

After saying that she disappeared into Carol’s room as I waited. She returned shortly with a pair of short red, high heeled boots that looked big.

“Carol has big feet and yours are small for a guy so try these on,” Aimee told me. They were tight but I managed to squeeze into them. I stood but when I attempted to move I almost lost my balance, causing Aimee to laugh.

“These boots won’t work. They kind of fit but I can’t walk in them.”

“Stop being a baby Jamie; it’ll take practice. Take my hands and I will lead and help you.”

Aimee faced me and held my hands as I clumsily tried to walk. More than once I stumbled but Aimee kept drilling me until I could walk unassisted. Once that happened she started giving me pointers as she sat watching me.

“Come on Jamie, work it girl. Swing those hips and that cute, little butt. Remember you’re trying to sell yourself to win the prize.”

My eyes shot daggers at her but she only smiled in reply and continued to train me. She allowed me a few breaks but she worked me hard until while I wouldn’t say I was a natural I wasn’t bad. Truthfully it made me realize how much women go through to show their legs off to best effect.

“At least you’re not standing out like a sore thumb now Jamie. The day before Halloween you have to come here and practice unless you want to borrow the boots and train yourself.”

“No thanks, I think one more practice will be enough. Thanks Aimee.”

“Your choice but practice makes perfect. I still have to call my place and make an appointment for you.”

“An appointment? For what?”

“Duh, for grooming. You might pass in bad lighting but to win we have to do it right. Don’t worry I’ll set it all up. Plus we have to get you a bra and some silicone breast forms and you’ll be set.”

Aimee was very much a type A personality and extremely competitive and it appeared that she was taking the bet as a personal challenge. This was more than I’d bargained for but I really wanted to shut up Brent so I decided to go for it. Aimee was holding a tape measure and once I removed the top she took my chest measurement. Then she helped me remove the makeup and wig. She next made a phone call to complete the preparations.

“Okay Jamie you have an appointment for Halloween morning at 10:00 A.M. and here is the address. Just tell them your name and mention me and don’t forget to come here to practice the night before. By the way you can keep the panties now. I don’t think I’ll be wearing them again.”

“Gee thanks Aimee,” I replied sarcastically.

I returned to her room to change but the silk felt so good on me that I pulled my own underwear over them instead of removing them. Once I’d dressed I said goodbye and headed back to my dorm. On the way the feel of the panties again aroused me though the feel of the thong separating my ass cheeks felt strange.

Once I arrived in my room I had to take care of my erection. To start I rubbed myself through the material but once I got close I pushed the fabric to the side and quickly stroked myself to an awesome orgasm. I came a lot as the silk felt so good to me that I honestly thought about buying myself some silk boxers for later on.

On Halloween eve I went to Aimee’s place and she really drilled me on walking properly. By the time we were done I could ‘walk like a lady or a slut’ as she put it though I was still a little nervous. The next morning I went to the address she’d given me and it was a nail/day spa filled with Asian women working there. Once I mentioned our names the woman smiled like crazy and summoned some other women who led me off. They had me change into a robe and sat me down where they did both my fingernails and toenails in red. Next they gave me some kind of mud facial as well as using some kind of electronic device over the skin on my face.

Finally one woman led me off to a private room in back where she had me remove the robe. She shook her head when she saw I was still wearing my boxer-briefs and while she didn’t seem to speak English she gestured for me to remove them before having me lie on a table. Between shaving and waxing she removed virtually all my body hair leaving only a small amount above my genitalia but removing all my leg, ass, chest and underarm hair. The woman also removed most of my pubic hair. When I tried to tell her no she just smiled, shook her head and continued what she was doing.

As I left the receptionist informed me Aimee had taken care of everything and to have a good time. With nothing else to do I headed for Aimee’s to wait for the evening. It felt so weird to me as my clothes rustled against my now nearly hairless body. I hadn’t been a hairy guy before my grooming but now being almost hairless arap porno gave me a good feeling like my skin was alive.

With Aimee’s help I then got ready. First I changed into the costume and with the bra and silicone forms I now had a B-cup bust. Plus Aimee gave me a pair of blue stay up stockings and she had me again practice walking. As I sauntered past her Aimee raised the short skirt and slapped my now smooth ass with her hand.

“Jamie you are a naughty little girl, wearing a thong with that skirt so short. But it will help you to win a contest tonight. You just have to flash some skin,” she said jokingly.

After that Aimee got into her own costume which was of a character from some anime show that she liked. Next she did her hair, fixed both of our makeup, and put the wig on me with a red headband to hold it in place. We stared at our reflection in her full length mirror and to be honest we looked like two hot chicks ready to go out and hit the town. In spite of that, or maybe because of it, I felt very nervous.

“Don’t worry Jamie this will help you relax,” Aimee told me handing me a glass with some vodka. We both had a shot and in fact I had two more at which point I felt great.

“You messed up your lipstick,” she said as she applied a fresh coat of crimson to my full lips. “Here this is for you tonight Jamie,” Aimee told me indicating a small blue clutch purse.

It had enough space in it for my cell, wallet, and keys and Aimee also put some tissues and a tube of lipstick in there as well.

“Now you’re ready for a fun night out girlfriend,” she told me making me glower at her, “I’m only kidding. Damn.”

We left her place and headed out to the parade. We were all supposed to meet on 6th Avenue which is the parade route. As we traveled there we received plenty of glances and more than one man commented on what he would like to do to us. Aimee just laughed but I was shocked, especially about one comment directed my way.

“Hey Supergirl, I have some kryptonite in my pants. Do you want to see?” an older man bellowed out in a loud voice.

“Did you hear what he said? I don’t know how you girls take it?” I said to Aimee.

“You have to learn to take it in stride Jamie. It’s only temporary for you but I hear it all the time. By the way are you okay? Your face is really red.”

“I’ll be fine,” I answered but I felt my cheeks burning from embarrassment.

We arrived at the meeting point but we were the first ones there. Aimee spotted a bar a few doors up so she took me by my arm and led me in its direction. She spoke to me in a low voice as we approached the entrance.

“There are some great things about being a girl though. You just wait and see.”

There was a guy watching the door but he allowed us in without asking for ID although he did check us out.

“I think he liked you Jamie,” Aimee said as we sipped our drinks.

“Shut up Aimee,” was my only answer after which I downed my Stoli and cranberry in one gulp. We went back out but we still didn’t see anyone we knew as we secured a good viewing spot. After around ten minutes Aimee elbowed me and had me look in the direction she indicated. Brent was walking in our direction dressed like a character from the Pirates of the Caribbean movies.

“Look away from me and act like you don’t know me and we’ll see if he recognizes you,” Aimee whispered to me.

I followed her directions and turned my face partially away as he approached. The two of them greeted each other.

“Nice costume Aimee, are we the only ones here yet?” he asked.

“Carol texted me that she got stuck at work so she isn’t sure what time she’ll get here. You look good yourself. Make anyone walk the plank lately Captain?”

“No I haven’t but I might make James if he doesn’t pay up. Where is he hiding?”

“Oh he’s around; I figured you’d see him. Besides did you guys work out how the winner would be decided. I’m willing to judge if you want.”

“That’s why I was hoping Carol would be here. Not saying you’re not fair but you and James are close. I think that we could decide ourselves if it’s not close as long as we’re honest about it.”

“Well how about if we ask someone else in the crowd for their opinion then?”

Brent shrugged nonchalantly in response.

“Why not, but either of us should be able to appeal if we disagree,” was his response.

“Okay,” Aimee said before tapping me on the shoulder. “Excuse me Miss, but two friends of mine are having a contest about their costume. Is there any chance you’d be willing to give your opinion to help out?”

It dawned on me what Aimee was attempting so I turned their way but I kept my face down somewhat. Since Brent was a little over six feet tall it wasn’t like we were face to face but I saw he was looking at me waiting for an answer. This would be a tough test for though I’d practiced walking I certainly hadn’t practiced talking like a woman. First I nodded an assent before attempting a verbal reply.

“I’d be glad to,” I managed to squeak out. It didn’t sound great but it didn’t sound like me either.

“Thanks I appreciate it Miss,” Brent answered at which point Aimee’s face broke into a smirk. I turned away to keep from laughing at that point.

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To see an attractive woman walking along the picturesque, cozy streets of the French Quarter is by no means an unusual occurrence. Actually it seems to be the norm. This being the case, Emily Barrow was not at all out of place as she strolled along Burgundy and turned right on Conti toward Bourbon Street. Her “gap year” before starting college had turned into a “gap eighteen months” which displeased her parents more than she had expected. Now, however, the 21 year old was buckling down and during summer term she was taking a full load that would put her back on track as a Sophomore in the fall.

Just over a quarter mile further along the coed’s path, Lorraine Devaneaux leaned casually, arms folded, against the railing of a balcony that overlooked Bourbon Street shading the sidewalk below and the entrance to her club Bisous de Papillon, Butterfly Kisses. On Mardi Gras nights her balcony provided her guests an intimate vestibule from which to view the parades and toss the occasional string of beads.

Lorraine grew up in this residential space above her club. The club and residence was the only home she has ever known. She became the owner eight years before, when her mother finally lost her long, difficult battle with the cancer that ravaged her increasingly frail body. She passed on a Monday, not quite three weeks before her daughter’s eighteenth birthday and, as was her wish, her strong, independent daughter strode steadily into the future taking over her mothers duty and making sure there was not a moments interruption when she opened for business the following weekend.

This summer afternoon was bright and sunny, so the street was fairly busy. Tourists milled around and locals scurried along their way to evening work at one of the clubs or home after perhaps working a lunch shift at one of the restaurants in the area. The real crowds would be arriving a few hours latter however. Friday night in the French Quarter was a time when fun loving people wanted to see and be seen, and Butterfly Kisses was one of the ‘see and be seen’ hot spots.

Making her way to the planned rendezvous with the mysterious proprietress, the attractive Jersey Girl’s heart raced with anticipation. She had ,perhaps, presented herself as somewhat more worldly than her reality supported.

When Emily met Lorraine she was immediately fixated on the woman taken by her flame red hair and piercing green eyes. Descending the staircase onto the floor of the club, her movement was intoxicating. Her muscular body rippled with every effortless step. The top button on her red satin blouse was just below her sternum leaving the garment tantalizingly open between her breasts. She wore black leather pants and patent leather pumps with a five inch heel.

That first night proved to leave Emily with more questions than answers regarding her hidden desires. Over the next weeks she spent more time learning about what she was feeling. Talks with Stacey and Roz led to her realization that the person most knowledgeable on the subject was in fact Lorraine. So finally, quite nervously, she approached Lorraine with some of her questions.

Emily found Sundays to be a time when she could engage Lorraine. She would often have brunch at the club on Sunday’s when the crowd was less boisterous and more intimate. These were the occasions when she and Lorraine would talk books or movies or even politics from time to time, but always, there would be some discussion of dominate/submissive relationships.

The two women learned the most about each other, however, when the subject of one Sunday conversation turned to the runaway best seller ‘Fifty Shades of Gray’. Emily expressed her intrigue with the books portrayal of the BDSM lifestyle, but was even more intrigued when Lorraine pointed out many things to which only a seasoned BDSM practitioner would relate.

The women sat at a small table for two in a back corner sharing a bottle of white wine and Eggs Benedict as they talked about some of the erotic passages.

“How would you picture yourself in that scene, as the one using the whip or the one being punished?” asked Lorraine, with a wry smile.

“Not that I would want to be whipped, but I would see myself more as Anastasia than a female Christian.” replied Emily.

“Maybe that is a common trait of Literature students.” laughed Lorraine, referring to the Emily and Anastasia’s shared field of study.

Emily thought about that conversation and all the others they shared over the past six months, and how those talks laid the basis for the upcoming afternoon. Her mind wandering as the sound of the spiked heels of her red strappy sandals clicked on the concrete sidewalk with her every step. The shoes complimented her solid white, backless halter dress. The top of the dress was split between her modest breasts and tied in a bow behind her neck. Her golden tan and honey blonde hair stood out in contrast to the white as did her crimson nails, fresh from a mani-pedi altyazılı porno earlier in the day.

Lorraine spotted Emily as she approached on the opposite side of the street. About midway in the block, she crossed the street diagonally looking back over her shoulder to insure there was no traffic hazard then looking up to the balcony with a smile and Loraine peered down at her.

Emily was quickly out of Lorraine’s view as she passed beneath the overhanging balcony and stepped into the recessed alcove that led to the apartments front door. As she reached to press the doorbell, Emily’s heart was in her throat. She replayed Lorraine’s invitation and the matter of fact way it had been delivered after they agreed that they would share an afternoon D/s session…. “Wear a pretty white dress.” Lorraine had said, “If you don’t have one, buy one. Be at my loft at 4:00PM sharp. That will give us a good amount of time before the club gets active.”

It was 4:00 PM on the dot when she pressed the doorbell. In a moment she heard footsteps through the heavy wood door before it swung open.

A wry smile settled upon Lorraine’s lips as she looked the girl up and down, taking her hand as she leaned to kiss her first on one cheek then the other. ‘Very European’ thought the girl silently.

“Welcome Mon Ami,” said Lorraine.

“Merci,” began Emily, “and now you know the extent of my vocabulaire Francais.”

Both women chuckled realizing that there was a friendship taking root and perhaps even more as Lorraine continued to hold the girls left hand as she led her to the staircase. Ascending behind the redhead, Emily made a mental note of just how striking Lorraine was. Her thick red hair was pulled back and held in place by an ornate leather stick barrette. She wore snug fitting tank top which accentuated the muscularity of her back. The landing at the top of the staircase opened up into the living room, but Lorraine opened an adjacent door that led into another room, what she referred to as her ‘playroom’. It was in this room the pair would spend their afternoon.

Only Lorraine knew how meaningful this next bit of time would be. She had experienced such a time with several girls in Emily’s position. Girls who were experimenting with their desires, their sexuality. At a point that they were as yet not totally evolved, having not yet developed any kinks, any quirks of desire. Of course she had no way of knowing just how their time would affect the younger woman. It might ignite desires that she would pursue with vigor for years to come, or it might prove to deviant and revolting and she might turn away from this lifestyle completely. Only time and the next hour would really tell. The next hour would be Emily’s “Golden Hour”.

“Are you sure you want to try this experiment?” queried Loraine, as she looked into the younger woman’s hazel eyes.

Her heart racing Emily emphatically replied, “I have never been more sure of anything.”

Taking the hand of the novice, Lorraine led her to the center of the room and a large wooden frame that stood about eight feet tall and six feet wide. Its was constructed of 6 inch by 6 inch timbers and was adorned with various connectors, bolts and hooks to accommodate the devices and bindings to which Emily would be introduced over the coming weeks.

“Remember the word ‘red’. That is your safe word. If anything becomes to much for you, if you feel to much pain, or you simply have had all you can take, say ‘red’ and I will stop immediately and release you.” explained Lorraine.

She turned and retrieved a small device with a elastic strap from a nearby table. Taking the girls hand, she slipped the strap over her fingers in a manner that secured the device to her palm. “Make a fist.” she instructed. Emily complied and as she squeezed the device emitted a buzzing noise. “If you are not able to say your safe word because you are gagged or out of breath, or any reason, make a fist, and I will stop. Do you understand?”

“I understand.” she replied.

“What is your safe word?” asked Lorraine.

“Red.” replied Emily with a smile.

Thus began a session both women were looking forward to. It was almost a dare on Emily’s part that led to the invitation to have a workout in the infamous playroom. Some of the girls in Emily’s little clique doubted the room’s very existence, thinking that the reputation attributed to Lorraine might be just an urban myth fueled by her female club employees.

Now Emily would be able to report back to her friends that the playroom did actually exist, but then, that would entail the need to explain how she was able to confirm the legend, or would she. Bisous de Papillon was commonly known to cater to gay and lesbian clients, but most of Emily’s group were straight, some of the girls even engaged. Their patronage of Bisous de Papillon was one of convenience rather than search for love. It was a safe refuge where the college girls could relax, escape and not zenci porno face an inundation of advances from college boys since the only ones frequenting the establishment were less interested in the girls as they were of them.

Emily’s particular orientation didn’t really matter to Lorraine. She was aware of the curiosity of the twenty-one year old as she had encountered many other curious college coeds and shared her knowledge and her playroom with many of them. She positioned Emily directly in the center of the frame and with her foot slid a box some six inches tall in front of her and instructed her to stand on it. The girl complied without question, doing nothing more than looking up seeing that she was directly beneath the massive cross-member.

“Hold out your hand.” instructed Lorraine in a matter of fact manner.

Taking the girls hand, she placed a wide leather band around it and buckled it firmly into place. The wrist cuff was lined with thick lambswool fur and had an extended tongue that laid across the back of the wearers hand. To the flap was attached a heavy ring. The device was designed in a way to provide ample support to allow the wearer to hang with their body weight supported by it.

When a second cuff was firmly fastened to the girls other wrist, Lorraine unfurled an length of heavy rope. She easily located the center of the length and folded the rope in two, feeding the fold through the ring and securing it. The jute rope was then fed through a similar ring fastened to the frame above. She pulled the rope tight and deftly secured it wrapping the excess length around the tie and creating a very neat package.

After duplicating the effort on the girls other arm, the redhead stood back and admired her handiwork. The cute blonde was completely secured. She stood on the box but her arms stretched above her at forty five degree angles. Her position caused the hem of the dress she wore to ride halfway up her thighs, exposing her shapely, tanned legs.

“This is the last time I will ask this, are you sure you want to try this kink?” asked Lorraine.

Almost breathlessly and with a hint of glee in her voice the young blonde submissive replied, “Oh yes, I have never been more sure of anything!”

“Try to squeeze your mercy buzzer.” instructed Lorraine.

Emily complied and the buzzing sound filled the room.

“And what is your safe word?” she asked.

“Red.” replied the girl

“Then lets begin.” said the Domme with a smile.

Stepping in front of her subject, the Domme traced her fingers up and down the girls chest between her breasts. “Did you come without a bra because you thought I would like you that way?” she asked.

“Yes.” replied the girl, her voice quivering.

“When I ask a question, you will reply using Mistress or Ma’am. Such as ‘yes mistress’ or ‘yes ma’am’ do you understand?” explained Lorraine.

“Yes Mistress.” replied the girl. As she replied, the simple act of subjugation, as small as it was kindled a warmth inside her as she stood helplessly attached to the apparatus standing on a tiny box. The excitement washed over her.

With her foot, Lorraine pushed the box from beneath the girl, causing all her weight to be supported by her arms, her feet several inches off the floor as she swung breathing heavily. The Domme put an arm around her steadying her as the girl let out a tiny moan.

Lorraine would never leave a subject hanging more than 15 minutes, so she wasted no time in beginning to put the girl through her paces. As the girl hung a few inches above her, she stood in front of her and reached around her with both arms so that she could ever so softly stroke up and down the backs of both her thighs. Moving her finger tips slowly from the backs of the girls knees, almost up to her gluteal cleft then back down again. With each stroke there was another slight moan emitting from the girls lips. She was obviously becoming aroused as at one point she closed her eyes and tilted her head back softly saying “Oh my God!”.

With a chuckle, Lorraine said, “Soon I will have you saying ‘oh my Goddess, my pet.”. With that she slipped her hands to the outside of the girls legs and ran her hands up to the waistband of her panties where she hooked her fingers and began to slide them down the girls legs.

She had know this was going to happen at some point, but Emily was still a bit surprised. The surprise turned to a bit of embarrassment when her Mistress stood in front of her with the baby blue bikini panties and showed the darkened spot where they had become quite moistened.

“Does this mean you are aroused or did you have a problem with incontinence dear? Which was it?” asked Lorraine

Her face turned bright red as she blushed from embarrassment, “Arousal Mistress.” replied Emily, admitting the obvious as her breaths quickened and her heart pounded as she was even more aroused than before.

Emily softly whimpered watching aldatma porno Lorraine carefully folding her panties making certain the moist crotch was facing the outside, then moaned as the cloth was pushed into her mouth as a gag. The intimate scent wafting in her nostrils elevated the humiliation. Strangely that very humiliation intensified her arousal, in turn buttressing the humiliation, driving her mind to a level of intensity she had only imagined in her short life. As her mind was flooded with sensations with which she was unaccustomed she found herself simultaneously repulsed and invigorated, embarrassed but at the same moment desiring even more to be degraded, toyed with, made a plaything.

The sensations bombarded her very being as she laid her head back, closing her eyes with an guttural moan, her very being left gladly in the hands of the woman she had known barely six months.

Moving behind Emily, Lorraine placed both hands on the girls bare shoulders, curling her fingers so that her nails lightly scratched the girls back from neck to waist. She repeated the movement, each time adding a tiny bit of pressure until she could see the marks left by her nails. She then reached up to the back of the girls neck and untied the halter dress, allowing it to fall from its own weight to the girls hips.

Stepping to the girls left side, Lorraine pushed the dress down allowing it to fall on the floor. Pausing just a moment to take in her subjects now naked body, Lorraine knew she was going to thoroughly enjoy this session and was confident enough in her own ability that there would be countless more sessions to follow as she lowered her lips to the girls breast.

Feeling Lorraine’s lips softly closing around her erect, left nipple, she moaned softly tilting her head to that side, her eyes still closed. As she flicked the firm nipple with her tongue, her left hand trailed down across the girls firm belly, fingers playfully toying with the soft blondish tufts that the girl had carefully trimmed into the shape of a heart.

Her middle finger easily separated the damp lips of the helpless girls pussy. As she probed into its wet depths she rested her thumb on the clitoral hood rhythmically massaging, driving her subject to the brink of release before pulling her back, making her wait, letting her know in the most intimate fashion, exactly who was in control and who was being controlled.

The lessons did not go unlearned, as Emily found herself riding endless waves of passion, being right upon the crest, then feeling it slip away only to build again, even higher even more intensely but still not tipping over the crest. It was somewhat like an out of body experience for the girl, suspended as she was in mid air, an instrument to be played by Lorraine in a way it had never before.

Emily groaned every time she was brought to within a hairsbreadth of orgasm ,only to be pulled away. She had never been so close without the fulfillment of release. She was well versed in her own orgasms in that she masturbated quite regularly, but never in this manner. She was certain that if only her hands were free she would be able to finish in mere seconds!

Lorraine kept watch on the clock and as it approached her self imposed deadline, she placed the box back under Emily’s feet allowing her to take the weight off her arms.

“Enjoying yourself so far?” asked Lorraine as she began to untie one of the ropes.

“Very much so, Mistress. We aren’t stopping are we?” answered the girl.

“Not unless you want to.” said Lorraine

When her right arm was released, almost instinctively, Emily reached for her throbbing clit, only to have her wrist grabbed before she could touch herself. “You will touch yourself only when you are told to touch yourself and then only for my entertainment, not your enjoyment. Is that understood?”, barked Lorraine.

“Yes, Mistress.”, the girl sheepishly replied as she dropped her arm to her side leaving her throbbing clit hungering for that one touch, that single little squeeze that would drive her the final inches, no, the final millimeters over the crest and into the ecstasy of what she imagined would be an earth shaking orgasm. But that was not to be, at least not right yet.

With the second rope released, the cuffs removed and the buzzer no longer needed, Emily stood totally naked in front of her Mistress, who took hold of her wrist and led her around a partition that divided the playroom. On the other side of the partition was a private area with what can best be described as a throne against the back wall. Though she was normally shy and would have felt exceedingly uncomfortable simply being naked in the presence of another, those feelings were not present now. Beyond feeling perfectly at ease totally exposed to Lorraine she even enjoyed her situation, wanting to share every fiber of her being with this woman.

The ornate, high backed chair was the only piece of furniture in the room. Plush carpet covered the floor with the exception of a circle with a diameter of about 3 feet that was made of what appeared to be marble or granite. With the flip of a light switch, a spotlight in the ceiling brightly illuminated the circle while softer lights lit and enhanced the throne.

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A friend of mine is away for the weekend, so we’ve agreed to keep an eye on the place. It means we get to spend an evening together, without nosey parents or housemates getting in the way, so we don’t mind. We arrange that we will meet there after I finish work.

As I arrive, your car is already in the driveway, so I know you’re already there, but the house is in darkness. I knock, but there is no answer. I knock again. Silence. I assume you must have gone to the shop or something, so I let myself in with the spare key.

I turn to close the door, and someone grabs me from behind – an arm around my chest, pinning my own arms to my sides. I am terrified, but now I can tell it’s you; I know the feel of your muscles, the scent of your aftershave, even the pattern of moles on your forearms. But you’re not acting like you. You drag me into the front room, throwing me down onto the settee. I laugh as I land, thinking you are playing games with me; I ask you for a kiss. You yell at me to shut up, and I can tell from your expression that you’re serious. You tell me that if I say anything more with being asked first, you’ll hit me.

As if. I snort a laugh.

You don’t hit me hard, but I’m not expecting it, and you catch me on the side of the head. It stings.

I ask you what the hell you think you’re doing – you’re starting to scare me. You raise your hand to me again and I flinch away, curling up against the arm of the settee and shuddering. You don’t hit me this time – I don’t need reminding again – don’t say anything more without being asked.

You ask me to stand up, and this time I don’t need to be told twice. You tell me to start taking my clothes off, slowly. I look at you in disbelief, but you raise your eyebrows and I understand. You smile coldly as I pull my t-shirt up and over my head, still shaking with fear.

As I force my uncooperative hands to unbutton my jeans and push them down off my hips, I notice the bulge in the front of your trousers starting to grow. I allow myself a little smile, but when I look up again, you are scowling at me. As I remove my underwear, I can feel your hungry eyes roaming over my body, taking in every detail, every curve, but I don’t look up again.

I stand there, staring at the floor, somehow ashamed of my nakedness, even though you’ve seen it all before. You walk slowly across the floor towards me and I look up again – you’re dangling a dark piece of material from your finger; that wicked little smile back on your lips. You hand me the blindfold and tell me to put it on, which I do.

Suddenly, you grab me by the wrist and drag me upstairs into a bedroom, pushing me roughly down onto a hard chair. You tell me to smile, as you’re going to video this. I’m too scared to smile properly, but I try to – to keep you from getting angry again

I ask you what is going on. I never have been good at keeping quiet. You start shouting at me again; telling me to shut up; threatening what you will do to me if I disobey. You tell me to start touching myself, with my legs spread so you can see what I am doing. I hear you pick up the video camera and settle down in front of me, so, shaking, I slowly part my knees and slide my fingers over my pussy. I hear your breathing start to quicken as I slide my finger slowly inside.

I feel you tap my knee with something, and I take it from you. It is one of my toys. I understand, and obediently slide it inside myself, gently rocking as I push it deeper into my pussy. I’m still terrified; this isn’t like you; but I have to admit to myself that the familiar toy is bringing on familiar feelings of excitement.

I can hear you moving around the room, starting to make quiet but approving noises as I continue to pleasure myself.

You start to move closer, and the next thing I know you pull me up from the chair and push me roughly onto the bed. Still blindfolded, I am taken by surprise when you climb on top and force yourself on me. You push yourself deep inside, making me scream. You shout at me again, but with a laugh in your voice, telling me to scream as much as I like – you love to hear me scream. You tell me you are going to hurt me, to rip me apart, and that I will love it.

I scream again as you ram your penis back inside me, your hands grabbing at me hard, all over my body. I won’t admit it, but I’m secretly loving it. You hold my jaw, telling me you are going to ram yourself inside me, and then that I am going to suck all the cum out of your penis, and that you are going to mobil porno eat me.

You start grunting, and I know you’re about to cum, but you keep pushing harder, making my own screams even louder. Then, as suddenly as you had forced it in, you pull your penis out, grab me by the hair, and force yourself into my mouth, pushing hard to make sure I get all your cum. As I feel your muscles tense, your hips buck against me and I feel it spurt into the back of my throat. I start to splutter, but manage to swallow your load as you pull out again.

Relieved, I sigh, glad that it’s over.

How wrong could I be?

You grab me again, pulling me to the end of the bed, and pushing my legs apart again.

You don’t kiss your way down my belly or up my thighs as you normally would, but go straight for the prize. First nibbling and sucking gently on my clit, then gradually biting down harder with your teeth. I gasp in surprise, then yelp and scream again as you increase the pressure.

Grabbing my vibrator from the floor, you push it back inside me as you lick away at my very wet and excited clit. I can feel myself getting ready to explode and you notice the change, so you push hard and tell me to fucking scream and cum all over your face. This just excites me further. A sudden rush of heat roars through my body and my orgasm explodes. I try to pull away, but you are having none of it. You pull on my thighs, squeezing harder and licking faster, eating all my cum and making the most fantastic noises. I scream at you to stop but it only makes you go harder and faster still. You lift yourself on to the end of the bed and push your force yourself back into me.

Moving towards my ear, you whisper, “I thought women were supposed to be able to have multiple orgasms. Let’s see, shall we?…”

I still can’t see. The blindfold stops me from telling what you’re going to do next, so every move is a surprise. Now, you decide it is time to restrain me a little more. You pull me up from the bed again, and drag me across the room. I scream again, begging you to stop as you tie my wrists together, and bind them up above my head. I struggle as you let go of me, but I can’t get my hands free – and I’m not strong enough to move whatever it is I am tied to.

I am still shaking as panicked thoughts run through my mind – what you are going to do to me next? I can feel your breath on my face as you move in close to whisper to me.

“This will be the longest night of your life. There’s no escape for you, baby.”

You lift me up and wrap my legs around your waist. You tell me to smile, and remember that I am on camera. I struggle against you, trying to wriggle my way free, and you shout at me to stop. You hit me again, this time harder, on my arse. I can feel that it was hard enough to leave a mark. I start to get really upset; I just can’t tell am not sure if we are just playing, or if this is for real.

You order me to talk – to tell you that I want to scream, and that I want you to hurt me. Slowly, I start to speak. You yell that I am not loud enough, and order me to shout it. The anger bubbles up inside me; I grab hold of you and pull your face to mine, and tell you that you should fuck me as hard as you can; I don’t think you can handle me. This drives you mad.

“Can’t handle you? Okay then. We’ll see about that.”

You tell me that you’ll show me you know to handle somebody, and that you are going to make me cry. So, still brave from the rush of rage, I tell you to do it.

You lift me up again and grab my legs, wrapping them back around you. You push your erect penis into me so hard I really do feel like I am going to rip into two. Then you start to fuck me so hard I can barely believe it. I can feel the muscles in your arms working as you move my body around yours, emphasising your own movements. I am screaming so loud that I don’t even hear the sound of the door opening downstairs, and somebody else walking in.

You hear it though.

You stop, and lower my feet back to the floor. Everything goes quiet as you leave the room. I stand there, naked, the taste of your cum still in my mouth, my own juices dripping down my thighs, with my arms tied above my head, for what seems like half an hour. It probably only takes a few minutes.

By the time you return, my tears are running down my breasts. My arms aching, I fall onto you, still sobbing, as you take my hands down, leaving them bound together.

Showing no sympathy, you drag me back downstairs, alman porno push me back onto the settee, and laugh.

Another pair of hands pulls me forward by the shoulders. I know it’s not you – even when you’re acting so strangely, I still know your touch, and this is different. It’s softer, and more easy than yours. A stranger’s voice whispers into my ear.

“I know your dirty little secret. I hear that you want to be fucked by two men. Is it true? Are you sure that’s what you still want?” He grabs my hand and guides it on to his manhood. He is just as excited as you are.

“Come on,” he tells me, “Do you?”

I sit there in shock – wondering who this strange man might be. You come over to me and whisper softly in my ear, asking me if I think I can handle two men. The bravado coming back, I shout at you that of course I could. Bring it on.

The stranger takes my hand and gently pulls me over to him. I slowly make my way over and he pulls me onto his lap.

“Okay hunny. You want it rough???”

I tell him to give it his best shot.

He lifts me up slowly, then pulls me down violently onto his hard cock – I scream as he pushes me up and down with a rapid, hard thrusts. It feels fantastic, but I can’t let the two of you know that. One of my greatest fantasies is about to come true.

As he keeps lifting me up and down on his now very wet cock, I feel his lips kissing my neck and his hands roving around, grope every inch of my flesh. His warm breath teases my senses as he moves, knowing I can’t tell were he is going next. I push down hard, screaming for him to fuck me as hard as he thinks he can.

At that, he pushes me off, throws me onto the floor and pulls my legs up, putting my knees up around his neck.

“Look hunny – I’ve been gentle with you so far. Are you sure you want it hard?”

I scream at him to do it. Stop talking about it, and just do it.

He pushes inside me with all his strength, and I lose control – I scream with pure ecstasy, but, as I do, you slip your penis into my mouth, shutting me up. Caught up in the moment, I suck it hard as I moan and writhe about; one cock inside me and another in my mouth. I’m loving it. You put your hand on the back of my head and push hard as you move in and out of my mouth. The man above me moans with pleasure, and tells me how much he loves my pussy; it’s so wet; so warm. He tells me how he can feel my muscles tense around his penis as he gets more and more excited.

I can hear that you are both on the verge of orgasm; everybody is screaming. He asks you where he should cum, and you tell him how much I love it on my tits, and in my mouth, so you pull out of my mouth and he pulls me up by my hair and sticks his exploding cock in my mouth and screams at me to swallow it.

He moves his face down close to mine, and tells me that that was just a warm up.

I sag back on the floor, but almost straight away I feel a finger moving slowly over the crack of my lips, pushing hard enough for me to feel them. I am so wet I can feel the slickness as he moves his finger inside my pussy, starting with one finger, pushing inside and pressing on the soft sponginess inside me, which makes me scream with pleasure – the feeling is amazing. Then he pushes another finger in, and tells me how much he wants to eat my pussy. The fingers disappear and are replaced by his eager tongue.

His tongue on my clit, I can feel his unshaven cheeks rasping against the sensitive skin at the top of my thighs. He sucks my swollen clit between his lips, the tip of his tongue gently flicking against it. I can feel his teeth, nipping gently. And then, in a combination of ecstasy and despair, I explode in the best orgasm of my life.

“Still want more?” you whisper as my convulsions die down. I can’t answer.

Your friend asks where the camera is, so you go upstairs to fetch it.

He moves me to the sofa and asks me if I am okay. I tell him I am fine and to do whatever he wants as I just don’t care any more.

So he grabs me again and starts to kiss me. His kisses are different: soft, though not sloppy. The taste of my own pussy on his mouth reminds me of my recent orgasm, and it feels good. So I take hold of his hair, pull him closer and kiss him passionately. His hands move gently over my body, and I tingle with every touch. He tells me how beautiful I am, and how amazing I am at knowing how to pleasure him. He said you have told him how good I was, but that he alexis texas porno did not expect it to be so true. He lays me down on the settee and climbs up on top of me. I can feel his breath on my face again.

I ask him what he is doing, but he just tells me to relax, that I don’t need to know, and that I should just enjoy it. No matter what has just happened, relaxing is that last thing I can do right now.

I hear the door to the room open and you walk back in, demanding to know what he thinks he’s doing. He tells you that he is going to fuck me, and that you should just be quiet. I don’t think you like this as you tell him to stop. He just tells you to shut up, and to start the camera. I hear you move around the room, doing as you’re told. Now I am even more scared than ever. He didn’t make it sound like this was my choice – it isn’t even yours anymore.

The stranger moves over me and tells me to be good and relax.

I try to reach out for you, but I can’t move – both my hands are still tied together and he has all the control. I am completely helpless, trying to wriggle free. I hear you move closer to me. The stranger tells me that it’s time to have two men inside me, and that it’s going to hurt.

You move over and come close to my ear, whispering for me to relax.

Then there is quiet as you both left the room. I can hear you yelling at each other. I just lie there, struggling against my bonds, trying to get free. I can’t make out what you’re saying.

Eventually, it goes quiet again. You both come back into the room, and you take hold of me again. Lifting me up, you place me on top of you on the floor, your cock pushing its way up inside my dripping wet pussy. You groan with pleasure, and I shudder with excitement.

Then, two more hands grab me by the waist. The stranger starts yelling and screaming, calling me a bitch and saying that I was about to get fucked so hard I wouldn’t be able to walk. Then, suddenly, he pushes me forward and I feel him forcing his manhood into my arse. With no lubrication, it’s incredibly painful as he moves himself deeper inside me. But you are still moving underneath me, pleasuring my pussy as he pushes himself hard into my arse. I am screaming my loudest now with pain and pleasure.

He pulls back out, and as he starts to speed up, fucking me really hard; you speed up too.

The moans get louder and he reaches over and takes hold of my tits, squeezing forcefully. You move your fingers down to my clit, flicking me as both cocks move inside me filling me with a warmth I have never experienced before. Everybody is losing control; the noise is rising and our sex is mixed with the sweat of all three of us. I can feel hands all over me; I just don’t know which part to enjoy first. The heat inside my body is growing and I can feel both of your cocks pumping harder and harder with excitement.

I hear a scream, and I know someone is about to cum. You pull my head down to your and face and whisper in my ear, “You are so fucking fantastic. I am going to keep you.”

You start kissing me all over my face and neck and I love it even more. The kisses are urgent and wet and excited, and your lips are so hot. The stranger above me suddenly gasps with pleasure and squirts his cum inside my arse, still moving slowly in and out. He slides his penis out and moves it up over my body to the side of my face and asks me to lick him. I tell him no, I won’t lick it when it’s just come out of my arse.

He grabs my chin and tells me that I have to do as he says. He forces his cock into my mouth as you move faster inside me. Then you push him away from me and pull me close again, your own manhood still buried deep in my pussy.

You whisper, “Let’s get rid of this guy now so I can fuck you myself. We work better together anyway. Yeah?” I nod with the last of my energy, and you get up.

You push him out as he is still only half-dressed, thank him, and tell him you will be in touch.

As the door closes, you come back to where I am still lying on the floor. You lie down next to me, roll me over and sit me on your cock. And tell me to fuck you. Suddenly, I’m excited again – I find one last reserve of energy, and I ask you to tell me how much you want me.

You shout at me, “I want you! I want you now! I want you to fuck me! Show me who is the best fuck of my life!” You tell me that I am wonderful, and beautiful, and that you are going to fuck me forever if you have any choice about it.

I smile and fuck you hard and fast; when you’re ready, you explode all over my face.

You fall back against the floor, pulling me close to you, with huge smiles on both our faces. Holding me tight, you pull over a cover from the corner and we fall asleep in each other’s arms.

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== Chapter 21 ==

It was not until her new Master’s boots finally moved away that Chloe stopped licking.

Suddenly Master gave her a swat on her bare backside from his riding crop, and Chloe crawled forward over the threshold and into her new life of slavery. I knelt at Master’s feet and watched my former best friend and now fellow slave crawling along a short distance ahead of me. Then Master closed the front door and walked up the passage behind us.

My wet cunt tingled with anticipation as I crawled. I had waited so long for this moment and now it was finally a reality. I was beside myself with anticipation and excitement, and I was dying to see how Master would handle his new slave. Although I was quite confident he would do so in his usual calm but purposeful way, my natural curiosity wondered exactly how he would go about it.

I knew that whatever was about to happen would be just the start of a long and ongoing process, and I was very much looking forward to seeing how my friend responded to her training. I knew that at best I might be allowed to observe from the sidelines as Master’s attention would necessarily be focused on his newly acquired property.

Of course I realised that Chloe would now be the centre of his attention as she needed to be trained and I already knew what was expected of me. Master did not need to tell me to keep out of the way while he taught Chloe how to submit to him totally. Even though she very much wanted to do so, from my own experience I recalled that even the most natural submissive and eager slave requires a lot of training and instruction in order to learn what her Owner requires.

True submission is a partnership based on communication and mutual trust, and these things do not just grow in the dark like mushrooms. Unlike the fantasy perpetuated by the many *fake* dominants that infest the internet, training a slave is not just about pain or sex… It requires great patience on the part of the Dominant and great dedication on the part of the submissive. This can only be developed gradually as it involves a deep level of understanding between both, not just blind obedience due to fear of punishment.

Since I well understood what was involved I knew this meant I could no longer expect anything and must surrender my place to Master’s new slave — my former dear Friend Chloe. I was more than willing to do this, but I imagined it would take some getting used to.

As I crawled along I looked ahead every now and then, and as my eyes adjusted again to the more subdued light inside the house I could just make out my friend’s naked body ahead of me. She had such a cute arse, and although I had worshipped it many times I had not often seen it from this perspective. I was absolutely thrilled to see that Chloe moved with such feline grace. Being naked on all fours seemed to just come naturally to her.

I must admit I was completely lost in lurid fantasies about licking Chloe’s arse when I finally crawled into the lounge room. I could hear my clit hood bell tingling softly and wondered if Chloe could hear it as well. Probably her mind was focused elsewhere. I was sure that her head would be filled with a jumble of mixed emotions as she was not only crawling into the room; her crawling led directly into a whole new life of slavery.

I had often imagined this situation (or some variation of it). When I masturbated (and at many other times) I frequently day-dreamed that both Chloe and I were crawling somewhere on Master’s orders. The very idea had always excited me greatly and I didn’t need to even think about what might happen next. Just the image of both of us crawling, naked except for our collars, eyes downcast like obedient slavegirls, was enough to get me all worked up.

When Master instructed me to masturbate for him or for the entertainment of his guests this was an especially erotic theme I could summon up at a moment’s notice. I could always rely on some form of this favourite fantasy to take me right out of whatever situation I was in and deep into an imaginary world I had yearned to become a reality for so many years…

Now that my much longed for dream was actually unfolding before me, I was finding it hard to get it into my head that this was not just another fantasy that would evaporate like a puff of smoke as soon as I orgasmed.

Time itself seemed to slow to a crawl and I felt slightly dazed.

It already felt like hours ago that I had peeped through Master’s legs and watched Chloe stroke herself as she lay on her back just outside the front door… I recalled how I’d noticed that she was making an effort to spread her legs as widely as possible as she was very slowly running her fingers up and down her obscenely displayed slit.

I understood instantly that she was making a statement about herself. I knew that she wanted her new Master porno izle to know she was giving herself to him without reservation and she had no shame and no hesitation in demonstrating that she was his slut. She wanted him to know that she was prepared to display herself in any way he required. It was a simple but powerful image, and I was sure Master recognized exactly what her wordless presentation meant.

In all the times I’d seen Chloe naked I had never seen her look so beautiful. I’d always known Chloe was deeply submissive, but it was a side of her that even I, her closest friend, had rarely been allowed to more than glimpse. Chloe always projected a strong image to others, and it was second nature to her to take charge, so it was usually my role to grovel naked at her feet, degrading myself in obeisance.

Even though I always willingly humiliated myself for my dear friend’s pleasure, I understood implicitly that as Chloe gazed down at me she was imagining herself in my place. Often I could read into the look on Chloe’s face at such moments that much of the pleasure she gained in diminishing me was directly connected to how she would have liked to be grovelling naked at my feet herself.

I knew very well that she longed to show me her love by worshipping me with her tongue. I sometimes noticed her sneaking little glimpses at my pussy as she thought how wonderful it would be if I lowered my cunt onto her face, ordered her to stick her tongue up there as far as possible, and pulled on her erect nipples. I knew very well how my dear friend’s mind worked. She had no secrets from me!

When she made me lick her arsehole and tell her what a dirty little whore I was while doing so, it was obvious to me that our roles could just as easily have been reversed and that Chloe would be equally happy to be pleasuring me. But I was a very greedy little bitch and never allowed things to go in that direction even on the rare occasion I felt that if I’d ordered her to do so she would have submitted to me totally.

Even when dominating me there were odd moments when her voice shook or she looked at me in a strange way, and I instinctively recognized that she was teetering on the brink of begging to be my submissive. At such times I would quickly seize the initiative and offer myself in some more extreme form of servitude. I always preferred to be in the submissive role and have Chloe do all the work of thinking up ever more extreme ways of giving me the experience of total subservience that I craved so deeply.

I sometimes felt a little selfish for always having so much intense pleasure while my friend had all the trouble of dealing with a fractious little cunt like me, but dearest Chloe was so kind and loving that she never made me feel she was not totally happy to dominate and humiliate me for hours and hours on end. So I’d never previously had the opportunity to see much of her submissive side, and at times I regretted that I had never allowed that to happen.

Now that I had reached my usual place at the side of Master’s chair, I was able to turn around and look more carefully at Chloe for the first time since I’d seen her at Master’s front door. Finally I was in a position to enjoy watching my dear friend experience what I had been privileged to have for so long, and that made me very happy as well as very excited. From now on we would both share the joys and pleasures as well as the many hardships of total slavery.

The sight that greeted me as I gazed across the room was one I will never forget. Chloe had crawled ahead of me but stopped in the middle of the room. She had her head down in a very submissive position and was not immediately aware that I was watching her. This gave me the wonderful opportunity to observe her for a short time while she was still getting used to kneeling naked in her new Master’s house. From where I was on the other side of the room Chloe looked gorgeous. I really wanted to go over and kiss her, but I knew I had to await instruction from Master so I never seriously considered taking the initiative like that.

In any case, I was completely overwhelmed by so many intense feelings that I could only sit and watch this beautiful creature. I wished she knew how proud I was of her, and amongst a whole encyclopaedia of emotions I felt so much love, admiration, desire, and intense excitement all jumbled up together. It was really quite surreal to see Chloe kneeling naked with her head down as if she didn’t dare look up at me any more.

Gone were the days when she’d sat in this very room as an equal with Master and sipped from a glass of fine red wine while I knelt naked at their feet. She had greatly enjoyed those occasions during which Master had often played little games with her at my expense — games in which it was my place to lick her feet or tell her what an obedient little cunt I was who would do anything she wished. I had loved those times as well, but it was still strange to be together again in this very room under amatör porno such totally different circumstances.

As if she had suddenly become aware that I was watching her, Chloe looked up. Her eyes were at just the right level to see directly into mine since I was kneeling on the floor like her. The look she gave me was one that told me exactly how much this moment meant to her. I could see right away that she was feeling even more intense emotions than I was, and I had to choke back the desire to say something.

Of course it was only natural that she was feeling such emotions as she was entering an entirely new world and leaving everything she had known behind. It was a hugely important moment for her. I suddenly felt that my own feelings were no longer of much importance and that I must do everything I could to make this special occasion as powerful an experience and memorable an occasion as possible for my dear friend.

Just then Master sat down in his favourite chair next to where I was kneeling. He didn’t look at me but there was nothing unusual about that. Instead he was smiling at Chloe. He beckoned her to come towards him and she slowly crawled the remaining distance across the room to his feet. The way she crawled reminded me of the graceful way Ming Ming had moved, but she had practiced those movements for many years. Where did my friend acquire such skills? I was amazed that what I had so admired in Ming Ming seemed to come so naturally to Chloe.

When she reached Master’s feet she bent her head down and slowly kissed them. I could see her naked body shivering slightly, and I knew it must be some kind of emotional reaction on her part, which was of course perfectly understandable. She later told me that at that specific moment she was overwhelmed by the realisation that she was really committing herself to a life of slavery and the life-changing implications had washed over her like a tsunami. She said she’d felt like she was drowning in an ocean of erotic emotions and had wanted to beg Master to fuck her right away.

Fortunately she didn’t say anything like that. I was sure Master would not have been happy if she’d made such a request. I knew from my own training that he expected his slave to simply demonstrate obedience and wait for him to give the orders. Although very easy going and patient, Master was an old-fashioned dominant when it came to maintaining the etiquette of a slave-Master relationship and that meant it was not the slave’s place to ask to be fucked. She would be fucked or treated in whatever way her Master wished as and when he felt so inclined. Her place was simply to obey.

Once Master was satisfied with Chloe’s abject display of submission, he leaned down and pulled her head up by her hair. He did so gently but firmly; the object was not to hurt her but rather to demonstrate his authority over her. For the first time since she’d arrived Chloe was able to look at her new Master directly. Almost immediately she lowered her eyes. Master said, “Look at me, slave!” and she looked back up at him again.

From where I was kneeling I could see there were tears in her eyes, and I knew it must have been a special moment for her to realise for the first time that she could only look directly at her new Owner with his permission.

As she knelt there, Master didn’t say anything to Chloe. Instead he asked me to give him my collar. I was quite surprised at his order as I’d already given him a spare collar a day or two earlier, just before I’d gone back to stay with Chloe. I’d assumed he would use that collar for her. Although a little shocked, I immediately took off my collar and handed it to him as instructed.

I was almost never without my collar. I felt a little hurt and confused when Master asked me to take it off as usually he did that for me. Of course I obeyed, but it was so strange to not feel the collar which signified my status as owned property around my neck. It shocked me even more when he buckled it around Chloe’s neck!

I was not only shocked, I was also a little upset. That was my collar! As a slave I had always felt that it was the only thing I owned, but in truth, whatever Master gave me still belonged to him. He had every right to take it away again. Whenever Master gave me something it was a privilege to look after it for a while but it was not mine, and I should not have imagined otherwise.

I didn’t even own myself, since as a slave I belonged to my Master. In theory he had the right to give me away or sell me, if he wished to do so. I had never felt he would ever consider doing that. But he could… and we had often discussed the fact that I was owned property and no longer had any rights. So I was already learning to re-adjust my thinking. I reminded myself that it was not only Chloe who was about to begin learning her place in this household, and that I would have to adapt to my new role as well.

I knew my silly reaction at losing my collar was childish. I really anal porno wanted Chloe to have my collar if Master wished to give it to her. I was quite disappointed in my selfish thoughts as I had only just promised myself that I would do anything I could to make this as special an occasion as possible for my dear friend. Still it was a jolt to suddenly lose the collar I had worn since the day Master had accepted me as his slave years ago and see it given to another.

I almost felt like crying, but I tried to calm myself down. Gradually I realised that as Master’s new slave Chloe had every right to the collar, not I. As if reading my mind, which in fact he probably was, Master turned to me and said, “Don’t worry. Later we’ll take you down to the pet store and get you a nice new collar.”

I smiled. Then I thought “pet store”? Why…?? Of course. I am now a pet. Or rather I was always a pet but I was also Master’s slavegirl. Now he has another slavegirl at my request. So I should not have been surprised that I was now just a pet. But I was.

Master must have known I was feeling a little disconcerted at the loss of my collar. He took a spare collar out of his pocket and told his new slave to buckle it around my neck. As she did so Master told me that this was a temporary collar until another one was chosen for me by Chloe. The soft feel of Chloe’s fingers as she placed the temporary collar around my neck almost made me forget that twice just now Master had indicated Chloe was responsible for me. It was as if I had become her pet, not his. Was that what he meant?

My feelings were already such a confused mess, but now there was the added pleasure of feeling Chloe put a collar on me. As she did so I softly rubbed myself against her like the little pet I was. In reality I wanted to jump on top of her and beg to be allowed to lick her cunt or pleasure her in any way she wished, but I was sure this would spoil the atmosphere on this special occasion so I restrained myself. On top of all that I was also wondering just how Master wanted me to relate to Chloe since I was unsure about this myself.

I’d always had the idea in my head that my friend and I would frolic around together, naked apart from our collars, like a couple of puppies, and that I would be able to lick and kiss her all day long. Of course that was merely a silly day-dream, but now it seemed that Master was indicating in his usual subtle way that Chloe was my new owner or at least had some kind of responsibility for me. And although this was a development I had anticipated to some extent, I had never really thought through the implications.

With a jolt I realized that I should have asked Master more about how my status would change once Chloe joined us while I’d had the opportunity to do so. Instead I’d rambled on about Ming Ming and Chloe and other things which didn’t really matter. Now I would learn my new place at Master’s pleasure. I knew that was how it was always going to be, but out of curiosity I wished I had asked more about what Master intended for me.

I didn’t really mind whatever it was that Master had in mind as I would obey him regardless. In fact I really very much wanted him to impose some intensely degrading role on me, and the more harshly he did so the better. So maybe it was best if nothing was explained to me. In a way I felt I did not deserve to know, and I should just be treated like the dirty little cunt I was…

It’s possible that subconsciously I didn’t want to ask what Master intended for me. I wondered if I’d never thought to do so in any detail because I preferred to be told what I was and what I must do.

I want so much to obey, and I want so much to be *forced* to do so. Brutally, if necessary.

By brutal I don’t mean that I want to be beaten into submission or anything like that. I don’t mind being slapped occasionally or given a few strokes with a crop, but although I accept such treatment as part of being a slave I don’t really enjoy physical pain. Rather, I have a longing to be treated brutally in the emotional sense — to have my feelings disregarded and made to endure something that I really want but would not willingly choose. I yearned to be forced to be complicit in my own degradation, to beg for ever more extreme subjugation, or made to endure intense humiliation and emotional masochism…

Such thoughts both scared and excited me and I often found myself thinking about how far I would go…

Pulling myself out of my mental turmoil, I looked at Chloe. Having put the temporary collar on me, she had moved back to kneeling at Master’s feet. I had so much enjoyed having my dear friend so close to me but now I couldn’t feel her skin against mine any more. Instead she had her attention focused on Master and was wearing my… or rather HER collar. The collar I was now wearing felt strange, but I had moved past feeling upset about the loss of my own.

It was always a surprise even to myself how quickly my moods changed. Sometimes I felt upset or sad or humiliated and what seemed like a few seconds later I was happy or elated or aroused. I often seemed to have no control at all over my own emotions, and I wondered how Master had put up with such a complex little bitch all these years.

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After taking the dildo out from her wet pussy Claire moves herself back to meet myself. Sarah pulls my knickers down and Lucy holds my cock in place as Claire pushes herself onto my throbbing cock, she moves ever so gently backwards and I slip slowly into her pussy. I’m in heaven. As Claire moves slowly my wife gives her approval and tells me to enjoy it. I so want to come inside Claire but still somehow hold back. We carry on with Steph kissing me and then my wife and both of them holding and stroking Claire’s bouncing tits. It’s pure ecstasy.

After 10 minutes of the slowest but most sensual sex Claire moves away from me, my cock stood hard and erect, my satin French knickers just sat below my balls and the material occasionally just rubs against them. I want to hold my shiny cock and Wank for them but can’t. Steph moves around, her bottom facing me is truly wonderful, the sight alone is making me want to come all over her Arse, she moves herself backwards and my cock touches her Arse cheeks and then I start to enter her very wet pussy. Lucy moves herself to Stephs face at the other end and pushes her clit towards her mouth whilst Claire is on her knees next to Lucy kissing. Lucy has a couple of fingers up Claire and we continue to move slowly, with Steph pushing her Arse back and forward and licking Lucy’s clit. Claire then asks Lucy to insert more fingers. Lucy has small hands so she slowly puts fingers in one by one, 1, 2, 3 and then 4, Claire holds her hand and asks for all 5, after some very slow movement Lucy’s hand is lost within Claire’s pussy and she is totally in Lucy’s command. Unable to move but loving the feeling that her friend is truly up her – Lucy’s hand up to her wrist is inside Claire’s pussy.

Steph keeps pushing herself onto me getting slightly faster, I’m struggling to contain üvey kız kardeş porno my cum filled balls and loving the feel of Step’s wetness. After some 10 minutes Steph moves off my cock and turns to Lucy and Claire. Steph rubs Lucy’s clit and kisses Claire. Lucy’s arm is literally up Claire and Steph asks if she can have the same. Lucy obliges and within minutes she has herself pushing up into both Steph and Claire. I watch still strapped to the posts with my cock fully stiff and throbbing. The sight in front of me unreal, my wife with her full hands inserted into her two friends.

Steph and Claire groan continually wanting Lucy to fill them both. I’ve never seen Lucy like this and I’m mesmerized by her sexuality and willingness to try anything. After sometime Lucy slowly takes her hands out of both of them, their holes taking time to retract from the mass previously inside of them. Lucy then looks to me and says ‘my turn’, she shuffles her lovely anus back and just as the others did she places he wet pussy onto my cock. Her friends move with her and kneel in front of her side by side with their legs open; they hold Lucy at her shoulders whilst she again inserts her hands into both her friends slowly. They are holding up Lucy as she fills their holes with her own hands. It absolutely stunning to watch as Lucy is just gently resting on my cock and slowly pulsing me in and out. Everyone is moving so slowly, eyes half closed, groaning, whimpering. Step and Claire finger their clits and are kissing whilst Lucy moves her hands in their pussies. This lasts for some 15 minutes and is the most wonderful sensation; erotic just can’t define the moment.

Gradually they move apart and just for few seconds breathe slowly and silently whilst sitting on the bed. Lucy xnxx porno still sat resting on my cock but now on her hands.

Claire lies down in front of Lucy’s face and fingers herself; Steph places her pussy over Claire’s face and fingers herself; Lucy has a fantastic view of her friend’s pussies and is groaning loudly as I push into her. Steph says she needs to pee but Claire tells her to use her mouth and without hesitation Steph is dribbling her pee into her mouth. I’m totally turned on and love watching them. It’s the most sexual thing and I’m wanting to join in but can’t. Lucy then says she needs to pee as well and moving off my cock she kneels over Claire’s face and presses her breasts against Steph, their two clits just touching as they press their hips towards each other, they kiss and as they do Lucy too pees into her friends mouth. I’m aching and pre cum is oozing from my hard cock.

Lucy and Steph continue to kiss, rub their tits together and push their pussies onto Claire’s face. Then after 5 minutes Claire stands up and Lucy and Steph place themselves under her pussy, Claire rubs her clit and then pisses with a huge gush into their faces. They all groan with pleasure. I wonder how long until I am set free.

At last Claire walks over to me and asks me if I’d like to help, I say ‘yes’ and then she says ‘good’ you can put these new sheets on the bed whilst we get showered’. She pulls my knickers up for me and then unties me and hands me some more Satin sheets and tells me to do my job, ‘that’s what maids are for’ she says. Feeling totally vulnerable I say ‘sure, anything else you need me to do?’ She tells me to go into the wardrobe and get the items hanging up and place them on the end of the bed when it’s made and then sit on the bed and wait. I open the wardrobe zenci porno and to my amazement the outfits are just like mine but in different colours, pink, white and light blue. Oh my god. Just when I thought things could not get better they did. They all had matching coloured satin French knickers as well with hold ups and heels. I place all items out on the bed. I tried to guess who had what colour and I figured my wife was pink as it was the smallest and Steph was light blue with Claire in white. Somehow the colours seemed just right for each of them. I couldn’t help but think about the vision of them wearing them, the dress part covering just below the top of their inner thighs, their tits showing at the top. My wife has a great cleavage and the dress was going to show it at it’s best. I’m sure Claire and Steph would agree.

They all head to the bathroom and I hear the Jacuzzi running. After a few minutes I hear giggles and splashes. Then a voice shouts me, ‘can you bring in the soap please’, I take the bar of soap in and hand it to Lucy, she says ‘don’t give it to me’, ‘use it, wash my back please’. I do so as I would do at home, the other two sat opposite just watch. Then Steph says ‘my turn’ and I move around and do the same, finally Claire. The three of them all lay there in bubbles with their tits out and nipples shiny and hard. I really want to get in but at the same time want to keep my dress on. There is no offer and I don’t mind.

They then all sit on the edge of the large tub and wash themselves, they occasionally finger themselves and spend 5 minutes just washing their tits rubbing a sponge across their nipples and making them hard. Then Claire asks me for the towels and I get them from the bedroom and take them to them. Claire says she wants me to dry her. She gets out first, I rub the towel over her, get her dry and she sits down on a chair. Then Step’s turn, then Lucy, all of them dried and clean. All 3 then walk into the bedroom and take turns with the hairdryer and then apply make-up to each other at the dressing table. I am told to sit, watch and learn.

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Eva was in position with her head to the floor and her nude bottom spread wide and in the air when Sir Dan entered the room. It had been more than a week since they had a chance to be alone. They had both been very busy at work. The holiday season was upon them and the company was sending in more and more merchandise in preparation. However, one night when the store had closed and the other employees had left Sir Dan sent Eva to freshen up and unlock his playroom.

She did as he said and got herself into the same position of submission as she had on their first night together. In a few moments she heard him enter the room.

“I really need to play tonight pet, and I am going to fuck you silly before we are through,” he said.

“Yes Sir,” Eva replied. He could hear the smile in her voice.

“I know you need to unwind as well pet.” She felt his hand rubbing her smooth ass as he spoke. She felt a familiar wetness begin in her cunt. Then he slid his hand down her backside and rubbed the side of his hand along her slit. She was wet and slick already. And then he slid two fingers in between her legs and slammed them hard up into her cunt. She cried out. She was so hot already she wasn’t sure if she could hold back an orgasm tonight. Sir Dan fucked her a little as he talked to her. “Pet I need to talk to you about something.”

He pulled his fingers out of her cunt and walked across the room. He heard a sigh of disappointment as he let go of her pussy. “Look at me pet.” Eva obeyed. Crossing his arms he leaned up against the far wall and looked seriously at her. His hard cock was standing out in front of him. Slowly sliding his hand along his cock as he spoke he said, “I am going to use you pet. I will always use you. Your function as my submissive is to be used by me at my pleasure and at all times.”

“Yes Sir,” she said as she sat up on her knees. Her hands were resting on her thighs.

“In fact, I may even use you by having other men fuck you. What do you think of that?” She looked at him with eyes wide with surprise, but she did not have time to respond as he continued. “Sometimes pet you will obey me because I tell you to. Sometimes you will obey because you like what I want. Other times you will obey even though you don’t like what I want. But, you will always do what I say because you are submissive and porno indir that is how you are made. I may consult you when I use you. In fact, most of the time I will consult you. However, what I want and when I want it is always ultimately my decision and you will obey me in all things. Pleasing your Master is what you crave and I will oblige you often by using you well and using you often.”

“Thank you Sir,” she said when he stopped.

Sir Dan walked back across the room and facing her he grabbed a fistful of her hair and looking into her eyes he said, “Suck my cock.” He had a look of command on his face as he shoved his hard cock between her lips. She slid her mouth down onto his shaft gently. Sliding it in and out she began to suck slightly on his cock. Grabbing it at the base with her hand she held it tight to keep it stiff while she sucked. She sucked it and licked it up and down. Increasing the speed she slid his hard rod in and out. Her head bobbed up and down as she contentedly sucked his cock. She stopped now and then to lick him from his balls all the way up to the head of his cock. Sliding it in and out of her mouth again and again. At times she sucked just on the head flicking her tongue around the base, and then sliding her hot mouth down on it again.

Very briefly she forgot that she was not supposed to look at him and she looked directly into his eyes as she sucked his cock with a pretty smile on her face. She sucked again and continued to look into his eyes. Sir Dan jerked his cock out of her mouth making a plopping sound as he disengaged from her sucking lips. Leering down at her he smiled that wicked little smile. Then the smile disappeared, “No,” he growled. “You are not supposed to look at me without permission are you?”

Eva immediately lowered her eyes as the feeling of shame for disappointing him made her face turn red from embarrassment. “I am so sorry Sir,” she sobbed. Her disappointment in herself brought tears to her eyes. “Please forgive me Sir.”

“Do you know what happens when you disobey Pet?”

“No Sir,” she whispered.

“Well you are about to find out.”

Trembling, she moved into position at his bench. She was worried. So far he had been very gentle and easy with her, but now she was not sure what to expect. With her pillow beneath rokettube her knees she stretched out placing her hands near the wrist straps. “Not those, not tonight Pet,” he said. Eva was perplexed but she kept her eyes away from his as he spoke. Just then she saw him reach up above his bench and out of the corner of her eye she saw something she had not seen when they had played before. Placed above Sir Dan’s spanking bench was what looked like a large hook hanging from the ceiling with a pulley suspended from it. He was lowering a chain with wrist cuffs attached at the lower end. He told her to get on her knees on the bench. When she did he placed the pillow under her knees and instructed her to present her wrists for bondage. When she put her wrists together and raised them above her head he attached a heavy Velcro cuff to each hand. The he walked to the side of the room. She could see that the chain extended to one corner with a crank attached to the wall. He began to crank the chain and as he did she felt him pulling her hands up toward the hook. He was stretching her arms high above her head. He cranked until the only part of her touching anything was her knees on the pillow. She was a little worried. Sir had talked a few times about bondage, but she didn’t know what to expect. She closed her eyes and said to herself, “He is my Dominant. He is my center and I am his, and I trust him.”

Eva then saw her Sir go to his toy box. He pulled out a wooden paddle about 15 inches long and about 1 inch thick, and 3 inches wide. It looked like it would hurt a lot.

“Now Pet. When I tell you to keep your eyes lowered I mean it. Whenever we are alone and playing you are not to look in my eyes unless I tell you to. Do you understand that?”

“Yes Sir.”

“Did you do that Pet?”

“No Sir.”

“When you disobey a direct command you must be ‘reminded’ of your place. Do you understand that?”

“Yes Sir,” she sniffed. She was getting scared.

“Now since this is your first time I am going to remind you five times with this paddle. When we have sensual or corporal punishment Pet you may use safe words like yellow or red to slow down or stop the action. But with ‘reminders’ there will be no safe words and I will administer the blows at my own discretion. Do you understand?”

“Yes seks filmi Sir,”

“Now we will begin with you counting off the reminders. You will say the number and say ‘Thank You Sir’ after. Is that clear?”

“Yes Sir,”

“Begin when you are ready.”

Eva took a deep breath, praying that this would not be like it used to be with her ex husband. “One.”

Sir Dan smacked her hard across her bottom.

“Ow,” she cried. “Thank You Sir. Two.”

The first smack was still hurting when Sir Dan smacked her again just as hard. It stung again and Eva again yelled out, “Ow. Thank You Sir.” She could not take another so quickly so she paused for a moment. “Three,” she said.

He hit her again a little harder. This time it hurt more than ever and she scooted her butt forward to try and escape the blows. “Aieeee.” That one took her breath away. “Thank You Sir.”

Pausing again she continued and took another deep breath. “Four,” steadying herself for the next hit she bit her lip.

He hit her a forth time and if her wrists had not held her up she knew she would have gone down with the blow. As she cried out she lost her balance on her knees. “Aggghhhh,” she screamed as the tears finally came. Sobbing she continued, “Thank You Sir.” The sobs shook her as she cried. “Well,” she thought to herself, “It is almost over.” She choked back another sob as she realized that the blows had hurt terribly, but she also knew that they were bearable and he had not done any of it out of violence. She even had to admit to herself that if she had not received the ‘reminder’ she would not have learned, and she was certain that she would not forget to lower her eyes again. Gathering up her courage she said, “Five.”

Sir Dan let loose one last blow that was strong enough to knock her off her knees. “Aiiiiiieeee,” she screamed. She was crying hard as she added, “Thank You Sir.” When she finished she let herself go and sobbed uncontrollably as she just hung by her wrists.

Sir Dan was rubbing her bottom and telling her what a good girl she was. He said he was sorry he had to administer the reminder. He checked to make sure her hands were not turning blue as he let each of her cuffs loose. Afterwards he sat down next to her on the bench and gathered her in his arms. She cried for a while and he rocked her back and forth until she felt better. He asked her if her hands were asleep and she said no. He wrapped his arms around her then and gave her a long slow kiss. She submitted to his kiss snuggling up to him, yet in her mind she tucked away the thought that she would never forget this reminder.

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Anthony peered through the cracked closet door at Eva, as she walked in naked from the bathroom. He had been there for the better part of an hour, after sneaking in when he knew Eva would be busy running last minute errands. Beads of moisture were still glistening on Eva’s pale skin and made her sparkle in the dim light of their bedroom. Anthony’s cock twitched in his pants at the sight of Eva’s shimmering body. He watched as Eva pulled on her red satin robe, grabbed her book from the bedside table and took her place in the easy chair. Eva had lit the vanilla scented candle that sat on the bedside table, and it’s scent soon drifted throughout the room. Eva’s back was facing Anthony and all he could see were her bare legs, dangling over one arm of the chair. He had to control his breathing so not to be heard, as once she settled, the house had become alarmingly quiet. Anthony shifted his pulsating cock in his black jeans as he watched with intent.

Eva picked up the book that Cecilia lent her and began reading where she left off the night before, however this time she knew what to expect and her nether lips were already swollen in anticipation. Eva entered her own fantasy as she read, once again taking the place of the protagonist. It wasn’t long before Eva’s fingers found her pussy and as she read, she slowly and gently rubbed her clit, savoring the sensation as she imagined herself being naked and paddled over the knee of her Master for being unruly. Anthony watched, only able to see subtle suggestion of what his wife was doing, but the mere thought raised him to full erection. Anthony’s hard on strained against the zipper of his black jeans and he was having a difficult time controlling the urge to burst through the doors, and taking claim to Eva. He knew his patience would pay off, besides; she would scream and the nosey neighbors would call the police.

Eva’s actions became much more deliberate now as she spread her legs so that one dangled over each arm of the chair. She was no longer reading and the book in her right hand dangled over the back of the chair while she slowly finger fucked her pussy with her left. The book dropped to the floor as Eva’s right hand began twisting her pert nipples, first one and then the other until they stood erect and hard like little stones. Anthony watched as Eva threw her head back, grinding her fingers deep into her cunt. He knew he would have to make his move soon and readied himself.

Eva’s normally fair skin was glowing as she neared orgasm and she moaned like an animal in rut. Anthony moved , as if in stealth, from his hiding and took his place just behind the chair his wife lay fucking herself on. Eva was too distracted with her own pleasure to notice him hovering over her. Anthony could feel his cock become sticky with pre-cum and knew he had to gain control of the scene before him.

Just before her moment of climax Eva found herself being gripped by her auburn tresses and led to the floor on her knees. On her descent, she started to let out a squeal when Anthony’s large hand firmly clamped over her full lips to quiet her. Eva looked up at Anthony, her green eyes wild and frightened , and her mind raced. She tried in vain to struggle, thrashing her body while Anthony stood there and chuckled. Anthony bent down with Eva’s hair still wrapped around his fingers and pressed his lips against Eva’s ear. With hot breath hissed ” I haven’t given you permission to cum Eva”. A shiver traveled through Eva. She didn’t let on, but as frightening as her husband was at this very moment, those words made her pussy dripping wet, her juices trailing down her thighs and leaving a puddle on the cold marble floor below.

Eva’s eyes gave away her confusion and fear. This was not in Anthony’s character at all. Anthony had a glimmer in his eye that Eva had never seen and before she could try to make any sense of it, Anthony began to speak.

“You’ve been keeping secrets little girl.” Anthony said with laughter in his voice, which was in complete contrast to the force with which he restrained Eva.

“Now when I release my hand from your mouth you are not to make a sound, do you understand me? If so nod.” Anthony smiled pleasantly and Eva nodded.

Anthony released his hand from Eva’s lips, and he felt her tremble under the still firm grip on her hair. Eva gasped and gulped fresh air and Anthony shushed her as if she were a frightened child or animal. Anthony gently pulled Eva closer by her hair. Eva was now kneeling directly in front of Anthony, her face less than an inch away from the crotch of his jeans and she could see his bulging cock begging for release. Eva started rocking her hips involuntarily at the site of Anthony’s excitement. She couldn’t remember the last time she had seen him so hard without her having to touch him first.

“Oh! you are a little slut aren’t you” Anthony smiled as he looked down at Eva. With his right tecavüz porno boot he nudged Eva’s knees open so that her groomed mound was exposed to Anthony. Her juices glistened on her swollen lips and gave away all of Eva’s secrets at once. Anthony reached down, never once losing grip of Eva’s main and ran his index finger from Eva’s asshole all the way up her slit to her now throbbing and swollen clit. Eva whimpered and Anthony shushed her again, placing his moistened finger to her lips and tracing their outline with her scent.

“Undo my jeans and pull my cock out” Eva hesitated.

“NOW!” Anthony growled, sternly. Eva fumbled with the button and zipper on Anthony’s jeans, but was finally able to release his monstrous hard on. Eva looked up to Anthony silently, eyes wide with anticipation. Anthony let his freed cock rest on her forehead. Eva struggled to move her lips towards his cock, knowing that is what he wanted, and Anthony tightened the grip on her hair.

“My , oh my! little girl, you are a hungry slut.” Anthony snickered “Do you want to be fed little girl?” Anthony asked as his waved his dick playfully in Eva’s face. With no further warning, Anthony pried his cock between Eva’s lips , forcing his way into her hot, wet mouth and thrust himself deep into her throat.

Eva always loved giving Anthony head, but was always so delicate and careful about her oral service. She never was able to take him all the way in without gagging. A single tear escaped Eva’s eye as her mouth was impaled by Anthony’s thick shaft. Eva tried to catch her breath, but Anthony began to fuck her face mercilessly, using both hands to slam her head onto his cock over and over again. Eva let out muffled moans and Anthony warned her again to be quiet. Eva could feel the head of his dick swelling in her throat and knew he was going to cum soon. Eva tried to relax to take his load but just as she did, Anthony pulled away. Eva groaned and looked up at Anthony with questioning eyes.

“Didn’t I tell you not to make a peep little girl? now get up” Anthony pulled Eva up by her hair, this time roughly, so that she stood in front of him. Anthony took his finger again and slid it into her soaking mound and Eva’s knees almost buckled under her as she felt the walls of her cunt start to convulse. Anthony removed his fingers and reminder her “Not without permission little girl”. Eva let out a desperate groan, in dire need of release. Anthony’s tone was very stern, but the look in his eye told that he was thoroughly enjoying his wife’s predicament.

“I’m going to let go of your hair, are you going to run from me?” Anthony queried.

“No.” Eva whimpered.

“No, what?” Anthony asked forcefully. Eva looked at him dumbfounded.

“No, What? Little girl…” Anthony snarled.

“No Anthony, I will not run from you” Eva said; her voice faltering.

Semi satisfied with her response, Anthony released his grip of Eva’s hair. For a split second, Eva did think about running, but she reminded herself that this was her husband of many years; the man she trusted with her life, and while she did not understand his behavior, she knew he would never do anything to harm her.

“Remove your robe. Fold it and place it next to the bed.”

Eva let the red satin robe slide off of her shoulders, exposing her ample breasts, with their large, pink areola, and the voluptuous curve of her hips. Anthony began to salivate at the sight of Eva’s womanly figure and his cock stood at full attention. Eva noticed the desire in Anthony’s eyes, the way he looked at her. She saw how his cock stood out from the fly of his black jeans, rigid for her and she decided to tease Anthony a bit, slowly turning around to place her folded robe on the floor next to their bed. Eva bent over, exposing her full rounded ass and her glistening pink slit, hoping that Anthony was getting an eyeful. Eva’s lighthearted impertinence amused him while he feasted his eyes and before she could turn back around, Anthony landed a firm swat on her naked rump causing her to stifle a squeal.

Anthony sat on the end of the bed, and motioned Eva to stand in front of him. Eva obeyed and stood straight with her arms at her side, looking at Anthony in wonderment. Eva still had not entertained the thought that Anthony had read her dark fantasy. To her, his behavior was still a mystery. Anthony visually inspected Eva from head to toe and head again, and with no regard to Eva, plunged three fingers into her tight pussy. Eva tried hard not to buckle at the knees at the sudden sting, but then found herself bending to meet his fingers. He removed his fingers, and sucked her essence off of them one by one. The look of desperate need on Eva’s face spoke volumes.

Anthony instructed Eva to fetch the duffel bag that she had passed by numerous times earlier in the evening. Eva did as she was told. Anthony üvey anne porno opened the bag and pulled out four small leather cuffs and what appeared to be a leather dog collar, but larger with more rings.

“Kneel in front of me, back straight, knees open, palms up, and eyes lowered little girl.” Eva did as she was told.

“This is how you will present yourself to me from now on. Do you understand?”

“Yes.” Eva replied her eyes lowered towards Anthony’s feet.

“YES WHAT?” Anthony bellowed and Eva nearly sprung out of her skin, startled.

“Yes Anthony” Eva said with a tremble in her voice.

“You will address me as Sir when we are alone with each other from this point forward.”

“These cuffs are for your wrists and ankles. The hoops allow them to be attached to each other or other things as I see fit.” Anthony handed her two of the cuffs and instructed her to secure them to her ankles. Eva looked at Anthony again bewildered, but moved quickly to avoid another outburst. Eva was never one to jump at Anthony’s whim before, but even greater than her fear of the unknown was her curiosity of where this ride was going to take her tonight.

“Good girl, now give me your wrists.” Eva, hesitant, offered her wrists to Anthony, who grabbed them forcefully and pulled her forward. Eva let out a gasp, stumbling forward on her knees.

“Never hesitate, that tells me that you don’t trust me. You trust me don’t you Eva?”

“Yes Sir” she replied, mindful to address him properly.

Anthony secured the cuffs to Eva’s wrists and hooked the two together. Anthony brought her delicate hands to his lips and kissed them softly before letting them drop into Eva’s lap. Anthony pulled the collar out and held it up to Eva’s neck. “This collar means that you belong to me. You are my property to be used as I see fit.” “When I place it around your neck, you are to do as I say, when I say it without question or hesitation, do you understand?” Eva was trembling and nodded her head. Despite her nervous shaking, Eva was dripping wet, and her arousal was becoming quite obvious to Anthony.

“Eva, I didn’t hear you. Do you understand that when I place this collar around your neck, you will be my own property?” Anthony asked slowly and firmly.

“Yes Sir, I understand.”

Anthony leaned forward and fastened the studded leather collar around Eva’s neck and whispered in her hear ” I can make your fantasies come true but only if you’re a good girl and I will have my fun with you first.” Eva could feel his lips curl into a smile against her ear lobe. A shiver ran through her body straight to her clit.

Anthony went on to say “if at anytime I am doing anything that you simply cannot handle, you are to yell out the word ‘Purple’. I will stop everything.” It was dawning on her now where Anthony was coming from, and the realization was delicious. Eva relaxed and once again was rocking her hips as if searching for something to pleasure her throbbing sex.

“Now as for your little impertinence earlier; you always have been a little wise ass.” “I am going to show you why sometimes it’s better to button your lip and behave like a good slut. Stand up.”

Eva stood in front of Anthony, looking at his face and admiring the way the light played on his green eyes. Anthony took Eva by her bound wrists and guided her, face down, across his lap. Eva began to try to pull away and Anthony tugged harder at her wrists, causing her to lose her balance and fall onto his lap. Anthony ran his hand over the ivory porcelain of Eva’s ass and watched the goose bumps climb her entire body. Anthony could feel Eva tremble on his lap as his reawakened cock pressed hard into her hip. Anthony held Eva’s wrists to the floor with his right hand as he fished around the bag with his left. He produced a loop of nylon with a hook attached and secured one end to the foot post of the bed, and another to the hoop on Eva’s wrist restraints. Eva started to struggle again. She panicked at the thought of being confined in such a position. Anthony shushed her, rubbing her ass gently and he felt her body relax once again. He then gripped her fleshy bottom hard and gave it a good smack causing her to squeal and lurch forward.

“This is nothing little girl, so if you insist on making so much noise, I may have to gag you.”

Anthony went back to searching through the bag and produced a wooden hairbrush and lay it on the bed next to him. “You are going to have your first of what I’m sure will be many spankings little girl. Listen carefully to my instructions and you may enjoy this as much as I do.” “You are to count each stroke and thank me. If you lose count, it’s back to the beginning, love, and you will have to start counting all over again.”

“Since this is your first, I will start off with only 10 strokes.” “You’re ass is going to look so lovely üvey erkek kardeş porno and red when I’m through.” Anthony told her.

Eva was trembling again, not out of fear, but desperate need for release. “I’m going to start out with just my hand, and we’ll see where it goes from there.” Eva braced herself for the first blow, and when it landed, she was pleasantly surprised that while it stung, it was for the most part benign and she feigned a little whimper before letting a giggle escape.

“Oh you are a smart ass little slut, aren’t you.” “Well you forgot to count and thank me, so now we start again.”

Anthony struck her left cheek with much greater force, and Eva squealed in earnest this time but remembered to count. “One, thank you Sir”. The second landed on her right cheek and was much harder than the first and Eva lurched trying to do anything to escape Anthony’s firm hand. “Two, thank you Sir.”

With three, it was apparent in Eva’s voice that she was starting to feel the burn”Three-ee, thank you Sir.” Anthony stopped and ran his finger down the crack of Eva’s ass and into her dripping wet cunt, which was now soaking his hand. His cock pulsed under Eva’s hip and she tried to wiggle further down onto Anthony’s hand, but her restraints would not allow her any more slack. Anthony pulled his finger out of Eva’s pussy and forced it into her warm mouth.

“Clean your slut juices off of my finger.” Eva did as she was told, greedily sucking on his finger until he pulled it out of her mouth. She had almost forgotten why she was across his lap when blow four came. Anthony had hoped Eva would lose count.

“Four, thank you Sir”

Anthony continued, alternating between cheeks until Eva thighs were soaked with her honey and her ass glowed a warm shade of crimson. At ten, Anthony stopped and slid out from underneath Eva while holding onto her hips. He couldn’t wait any longer. The last blow almost made him blow his load when Eva squealed and ground her hip into him. He wanted to see tears streaming down her face and hear her moan in the throws of pleasure pains, but he didn’t want to scare her either. She was such a good slut, and she never missed count once, Anthony thought. He knew there would be opportunity for Eva to miss count and start over another time, but now, he needed to lay his claim to her more than ever.

Eva stood before Anthony, hands still bound to the foot of the bed, ass raised high in the air at perfect height for Anthony to enter her. Anthony kicked Eva’s feet apart to spread her legs and already she was leaning her ass back into him, searching out his cock to fill her. Anthony braced Eva with one hand and took his cock in the other and began to run it from her asshole to her clit, up and down, spreading her wetness. Eva let out a soft moan.

“Do you want this cock little girl?”

“Yes please Sir” Eva pleaded.

“How bad do you want it hmm?” as he pressed the head of his cock just barely into her warm hole.

“Please Sir! I need you to fuck me; I need to cum Sir, please!” Eva implored.

Anthony drove his cock to the hilt and Eva let out a guttural moan that he never heard before. He held still and could already feel her clenching around him.

“Don’t you dare cum yet little girl.”

Eva was panting. She could feel her orgasm building and he wasn’t even moving inside her. Just the throb of his cock deep in her folds was enough to send her over the edge, but he wouldn’t let her go there. Anthony slowly withdrew his cock until only the head remained in Eva and then thrust deep into her again, his balls slapping against her clit. Eva let out a deep moan and pleaded with Anthony. “Please Sir, let me cum, I can’t hold on anymore, I need to cum Sir, please.”

“Not until I’m ready slut, this is for my pleasure, not yours. You are my fuck-toy now.”

Anthony started to pump Eva’s pussy faster now, her tight walls milking his cock. He felt the familiar tightness in his tummy and slowed down. Not yet, he thought. This is too good. Anthony slowed down, and gripped the flesh of Eva’s ass hard as he slammed his cock into her. Eva was whimpering, and he could feel her legs shaking. Her pussy was so wet, it had soaked Anthony’s jeans and made slippery the marble tile underneath her. He knew he wouldn’t be able to last too much longer and he began to ram Eva’s cunt feverishly.

“Cum for me slave, I want to feel you cum on my dick.”

Eva’s entire body went rigid and her mouth formed a silent scream as her body was rocked with her orgasm. Anthony came in synch with her, and let out an animal like growl as he spilled his load deep into her. Anthony held Eva tight to him until his cock released the last of it’s seed and gently lowered her down so that he could undo her wrist restraints.

Eva lay still, her breathing still heavy as Anthony gently undid her wrists from the foot of the bed. He sat on the floor next to Eva and pulled her limp body up into his lap. Her eyes were open just barely and he kissed her face and stroked her hair and told her what a good girl she was. Although her eyes were still partially closed, Eva smiled, barely able to speak and whispered “Thank you Sir.”

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When Sir Dan finished the long slow tender kiss he smiled lovingly at Eva. “Do you feel better now Pet?” he asked as he caressed her cheek with the back of his hand.

“Yes Sir, I feel much better now. Thank you Sir,” she said as she pressed her face gratefully onto her Dominant’s strong steady hand.

“And thank you Sir Mike. That release was quite wonderful, and very welcomed too,” Eva replied.

She quickly bowed her head and lowered her eyes under the steady gaze of the striking young man. She felt the hot blush that she knew was instantly reddening her face. She felt so silly, but she couldn’t help giggling in the aftermath of the wonderful orgasm she had just experienced.

Amused, Sir Dan wrapped her in his arms again and pinched her nipple through her costume as he bit down on her neck just enough to ignite her pussy once more. And then once again she felt the familiar rush of private humiliation that she loved as she hid her face on her Dom’s shoulder making him laugh out loud.

“You are quite welcome my dear,” Sir Mike chuckled. “I am always happy to assist a pretty slut such as you. You were quite a treat for me actually.”

“Thank you Sir,” she murmured with her face still buried in Sir Dan’s sleeve.

Still smiling, when Sir Dan stood up Eva gracefully resumed her position kneeling at his feet in perfect slave stance with her knees spread, back straight, titties lifted and pressed forward, and eyes demurely lowered.

Then Sir Mike reached for the girl next to him. He brought her out from where she had been shyly hiding behind him, “It seems you and my sweet pet have something in common Strayangel. Dan and Strayangel this is my own precious slut, Lilangel. ”

“It’s nice to meet you Lilangel,” Sir Dan said as he indicated permission for Eva to look up.

“I am happy to meet you Lilangel,” Eva smiled, “And I just love your name.”

She extended her hand to a Big Beautiful Blond dressed in a white bustier and short shorts made of soft white leather. She wore white fishnet thigh high stockings and white paten leather high heels. Her hair was thick and wavy and hung to the middle of her back. And, she was aptly named Eva thought because she had the face of an angel.

The lovely girl looked like she was in her early twenties and the adoration on her face for Sir Mike was only eclipsed by a faint look of terror as she stood at his side trembling, and holding on to his hand for dear life. She was wearing heavy makeup and it reminded Eva of the way Sir had told her to dress the first time he took her to the dungeon.

Lilangel kept her eyes lowered; as Eva knew her Dom had taught her to. She turned a little to her Sir and looked up at him timidly from under her eyelashes.

“You have permission to speak now my Pet,” Sir Mike told her.

Lilangel leaned a bit forward then as she shyly took Eva’s hand and whispered, “Nice to meet you Strayangel. Master just gave me my new name today and I just love it.” And then she returned promptly to her previous position next to her Master. Eva thought the girl would faint if Sir Mike had not guided her hand through his arm letting her hold on to him tightly once more.

Eva’s heart went out to her. She smiled at the pretty girl and suspected that the she was very new to Dominance and submission. She knew for sure that Lilangel was not only new but also very terrified, especially since she had just witnessed her Master finger fucking another slave. Eva wondered if Sir Mike had prepared the girl for what he was going to do?

Her suspicions were apparently correct as Sir Dan grabbed another slave pillow and put in on the floor next to Eva as he said, “Pet this is the first time this sweet Lilangel has come to the dungeon, and she is also very new to our lifestyle. I am going to leave her here with you for a while and take Mike to meet the others. Take care of her please, and feel free to answer any questions she may have, okay?”

“Yes Sir. I will take good care of her Sir,” Eva said, taking care to keep her eyes lowered again in front of Sir Mike. Sir had not told her to avoid eye contact but she felt that it would make Lilangel more comfortable if she assumed the same behavior that she had been trained to use when she was new.

Then as an afterthought Eva bent down and kissed Sir Dan’s boot lovingly. She wanted him to know that she was sorry for disappointing him earlier, and very sex izle happy that he had forgiven her and allowed her another orgasm. And in his usual way of knowing what was on her mind he bent down and grabbed a handful of hair.

As he pulled her head up and bent her back to face him, he gave her a smile that melted her heart and a gentle loving look as he simply said, “You are a good slave Pet.”

Then as gentle as a caress her Sir gave her a look of mischief. And with a voice dripping with sex and passion, he tightened his grip on her hair and with a look of pure animal lust he growled, “CUM NOW!”

With the fire still lying right beneath the surface of her pussy, and the deep voice and dominating command of the man she loved, she gave into the strong pull of her hair. In only a second Eva closed her eyes and let out a moan as another flood of hot love juice escaped her cunt and dribbled onto the carpet beneath her.

And in the midst of her steamy quivering orgasm she almost laughed at the strange thoughts that crept into her mind at such odd times. She wondered just how much slave juice had initiated the carpets and floors in this dungeon. But, to hide the silly smirk that she felt on her face, and to savor the delicious private humiliation, she once again hid her face in her Sir’s pants leg as she murmured, “Thank you Sir.”

Then as Sir Dan and Sir Mike quietly left the room Eva fell forward very dramatically onto her own slave pillow making Lilangel giggle a little. Pressing her face into the soft pillow Eva moaned, “Oh my lord what wicked things that man can do to me with only a word.”

In a moment she collected herself and looked up at Lilangel who was kneeling on the pillow next to her and still looking nervous and frightened. Jumping up onto her knees she gave the startled girl a big hug and a smile saying, “Lilangel you can relax. Its just us girls now and believe me we need to rest up for what promises to be an exciting evening.”

Lilangel grabbed Eva’s hand and with eyes wide and a anxious gulp she whispered, “Strayangel is it always going to be like this?”

“Does that frighten you Lilangel?”

“Yes it does. I just love Master with all my heart, and he can do things to me sexually that I never imagined could be done. But it is so new and so different from anything else I have ever experienced. It is scares me so, but at the same time I love it and I want more. But then I feel so ashamed sometimes of the fantasies that I have since meeting Master. Do you ever feel like that?”

“Oh yes,” Eva confessed. “That feeling is what is called private humiliation. It is the most fun part of being a good slut. It is kind of embarrassing but it is such a strong turn on for me knowing that my Sir not only likes it but also encourages me to experience as much of it as I can. Hasn’t that happened to you?”

Nodding agreement Lilangel relaxed the tension in her back a bit and leaned back against the chair behind her. “Strayangel,” she confessed as she looked up, “this is all so exciting. I love it but I am scared to death.” And with a look of confusion she added miserably, “I was not raised to be this way. I was always taught that good girls aren’t supposed to enjoy sex.”

Eva reached over and gave the girl another little hug, “I could tell you are frightened. But, don’t worry about anything. No one here will hurt you. I don’t know what your Sir has in mind, but whatever it is he and every other man in this place will protect you. The number one rule here is that nothing can be done that is not safe, sane, and consensual. And, not only does every man here abide by that rule, the will protect any submissive or slave that is here as well.”

“Really?” Lilangel asked hesitantly.

“Absolutely,” Eva chuckled. “Do you enjoy sex?”

“Oh yes,” Lilangel gulped and her eyes took on a dreamy look as she added, “Especially with Master. I never knew sex could be so wonderful.” She blushed a little as she put her hand between her legs and gave in to a little squeeze of her pussy. And then her voice shook a bit as she whispered, “I feel like I can’t get enough. Is that bad?”

“Oh my Lilangel,” Eva laughed, “If you like it don’t worry about it. And, if you have chosen to give your submission to Sir Mike don’t worry about what anyone thinks besides you and him. Just enjoy whatever your Sir wants. He wont let you be harmed, and if sikiş izle he encourages it why not let yourself go? Wouldn’t you like that?”

Lilangel nodded so enthusiastically then that Eva laughed out loud and patted the pretty girl’s hand reassuringly. “Strayangel?” Lilangel asked hesitantly, “Master says that he will never do anything that is a hard limit and that I must consent to whatever we do. But, now that I know that my sex is appreciated and wanted I want it more and more. I feel like I will never get enough. And, Master says he wont share me with another Dom unless I want to. But I feel like I would be betraying him if I enjoy sex with anyone but him. Do you understand?”

“Of course I understand. I felt that way in the beginning. But don’t worry. If your Sir doesn’t want anyone else to use you he will let you know. But if he has left it up to you that means he is okay with it. A good Dom won’t tell you to do something he doesn’t believe in,” Eva assured her.

“But, he also knows that you wont feel comfortable until he earns your trust enough for you to submit completely and of your own free will. And, believe me, you can trust him. All the Masters here are very honorable and they take great pride in earning the complete trust of their subs and slaves.”

Still holding her pussy Lilangel closed her eyes and said breathlessly, “Oh I hope so Strayangel. I really hope so. But, you know Master has also started training me to cum on command. Have you ever heard of that?”

Giving Lilangel a big smile and a wink Eva chuckled, “Oh yes Lilangel. That is something that most Doms do right away, and it’s really wonderful.”

“You mean he can really train me to do that?” Lilangel said with a look of disbelief.

“That’s a guarantee Lilangel,” Eva said, “And you are going to absolutely love it. Hasn’t he started your training yet?”

“No,” Lilangel responded, “But he said we may start that and a few other things this weekend.”

“You are in for a treat. Actually, knowing the men here, you may be in for many treats. But believe me, you will enjoy them all. I’ll tell you what, I will get us some cold drinks and then I will sit with you here and I will answer as many questions as I can. Would you like that?”

“Yes, thank you Strayangel,” Lilangel said breathlessly as she let her shoulders relax a little more.”

“You are quite welcome Lilangel,” Eva said, “But just call me Stray when we are alone if you want to. That way we since our names are similar perhaps that will save us from any confusion.”

“Thank you Stray, and you can call me Lil,” Lilangel said.

As Eva went to get the cold sodas Lilangel asked, “Is Strayangel your real name?”

“No,” Eva said as she handed Lilangel her soda. “That is the nickname that my Sir gave me to use when we are here in the dungeon. He said that no one uses the real names of submissives and slaves here. It is for their own safety and protection. Just as I am sure Lilangel is only the name Sir Mike gave you, right?”

“Right,” Lilangel smiled at Eva. “How long have you been in this lifestyle Stray?”

“Not quite a year,” Eva replied.

“Really? You seem to be very experienced.”

“Oh no,” Eva laughed, “Sir is still teaching me, although he has definitely given me a lot of wild and wonderful experiences. How long have you been in the lifestyle?”

“Only about six weeks,” Sweetlilangel replied. “But I love being dominated by my Master. I have never known a relationship that is so sexy and so thrilling. It gives me goose bumps just to think about it. I just can’t get enough,” she declared, looking at Eva once more with wide eyes.

“Hehehe,” Eva giggled. She reached over and gave Lilangel another quick hug as she said, “It is okay Lil I feel the same way, just as I am sure every submissive or slave feels about their Master. Sexual intensity, trust, and the depth of commitment in our relationships are what it is all about. So, enjoy sweetie. You have hit the jackpot with a Dominant man. Now let’s watch and I will let you know quickly what is happening.”

Looking toward the two-way mirror Eva saw that slave Wanda and was kneeling at the feet of a man who she recognized as Sir Stan, and Asia was kneeling with Sir Frank. Both were obviously the men who had won the beautiful slaves’ bids.

Eva was quietly explaining the scene to Lil. But she couldn’t help a little türk porno giggle as she heard Lil give a big sigh when she spotted her Master and Sir Dan who had rejoined Sir Randy at the front of the crowd of handsome Masters.

Eva saw that slave Sierra was kneeling in the middle of the stage next to Master Blaze who was announcing, “My Sierra is sold for twelve thousand to Gregory.” Master Blaze lifted Sierra to her feet, and as he had done with the others he kissed her cheek and placed her hand in the hand of the man who had just won her bid.

“Now,” he continued, “Let me introduce …”

“Hey Blaze,” a man in the middle of the crowd called out, “I thought you were going to have nine of your slaves plus Syn. We have only seen eight.”

“Well number nine is a very special slave, and we will get to that. Just hold your horny horses my friend,” he with a wicked laugh.

“Well if she is more special than these beauties I can hardly wait,” the man called back.

“Patience, patience,” Master Blaze said. “First of all let’s finish with the girls. Come to me now my little pets,” he said to Annette and Veronica.

As the girls rose gracefully to their feet they came to their Master and knelt gracefully on each side of him. “Okay now men,” he chuckled into the microphone, “Here is every man’s dream. Here are two beauties, one on either side to double your pleasure. And, believe me you will love them.”

“They come as a set, but they are not two for the price of one. They are warm, sexy, and loving. And they are up for any kind of kinky playtime you can think of. In fact, they may even teach you some naughty kink that you have never thought of. So, open those wallets and bid big.”

As the bidding started Eva swiftly whispered to Lilangel about what had been happening with the slaves of Master Blaze. The bidding had reached five thousand when something exciting began to happen.

As the men had started to bid on the two girls Eva and Lil saw four men make their way to the front of the stage. One of them spoke up and said, “Okay Blaze why don’t we hurry this up. Doyle, Chris, Mitchell and I,” he said indicating the three other men gathered around him, “want to do a real old fashioned gang bang with these hot little sluts. And we want to play with these little pretties all night in the pens below. We bid ten thousand a piece. So if anyone here wants to go higher than forty thousand let him speak up.”

Annette and Veronica looked at each other in surprise and Eva could see them both licking their lips as they smiled excitedly at each other. Chuckling at the slaves’ reaction he put a hand on each of their heads as they knelt at his feet. Master Blaze looked around the room then. “Are there any higher bids?” his voice boomed over the loud speaker.

The other men in the dungeon looked at each other with their eyebrows raised, but no one spoke. “Okay,” Master Blaze said, “Forty thousand going once for these answers to any man’s wet dreams.” And as he looked around again he said, “Twice.” Still no other offer came and so the handsome Master looked at the man who had bid and said, “Peter, I want to be sure a dungeon Master is present through the whole scene. Is that agreeable to all of you?”

The four men nodded their heads and Master Blaze looked at the slaves at his feet and they both nodded their enthusiastic agreement to the sale, and then he laughed cheerfully and called out, “Three, and my pretty pair goes to this gang of hot horn dogs for forty thousand.”

He took each of their hands and lifted them up, giving each of them a sweet kiss. Then to everyone’s surprise the four men who had bought the smiling girls yelled, “Woo Hoo,” and all ran to claim their prizes.

Sir Peter and Sir Doyle grabbed each of the girls by their hair and then bent them over in the leading position. As they guided them toward the back of the stage the other two men began rubbing their hands over the slaves naked asses and whistled under their breath as they held on to their stiffening cocks. Everyone was laughing and several of the men in the audience made some rather obscene remarks about the fun that was about to be had by the gang.

Finally, as the crowd settled down again, Master Blaze walked to the center of the stage where Mistress Syn was kneeling in perfect pleasure slave stance just as the other slaves had. But, instead of strutting and flirting with the men she knelt quietly and submissively with her eyes lowered.

Smiling proudly, Master Blaze looked at her silently for a moment and then he announced quietly and seductively, ” Okay men, tell me now how much do you want Blaze’s sweet slut Syn?”

… to be continued

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