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My hands gripped the bathroom counter like my life depended on it, my very sore ass pressed into the sharp edge of that same counter, which hurt.  I’d just taken a bunch with the ‘Wicked One’, Hatch’s thick leather belt.  I’d deserved it, I’d been bad, gotten another speeding ticket, and Hatch hadn’t been happy about it. I was due for another spanking with the Wicked One after dinner.  Hatch had sent me and my dear friend Lucy to the downstairs bathroom to get me cleaned up and presentable for dinner.  I should’ve been on my best behavior…  

Instead, Lucy’s tongue was buried in my pussy, her on her knees in front of me.  I was never allowed to come without permission. I’d given myself to Hatch, and the very first rule was he controlled my orgasms.  He owned me.  I’d already come twice, once on her fingers and then, a moment ago, on her tongue.  Who knew Lucy could lick pussy like this??  

The wickedness of it, the wondering what Hatch would do for such a huge offense, turned me on beyond belief.  The thought that maybe I could get away with it… Being naughty, I was good at that, but this seemed to be whole different level. 

Her tongue moved back up to my clit and she roughly pushed two fingers into my pussy.  Fuck, I was about to come again.  And really, if you’ve robbed two banks, are you really in all that much more trouble if you rob another?  Would a third orgasm really make a difference?  

I moaned, a wicked, naughty orgasm rippling through me, as the door opened.  Of course it had to be Hatch, not Carla or Drake (who had both watched me get my ass whipped, bare assed, my pussy dripping).  I reached my hand out, so he’d hold it as I came, but he just stood there, staring at me, then looking down at Luce, then back up with me, not believing exactly how horrible his little sub was being.  I’d never broken this rule before…

Finally, my clit too sensitive, I managed to push Luce away.  She sat back on the floor with the biggest shit-eating grin on her face, streaks of my wetness all over that same pretty face.

Quietly, Hatch said, “What the fuck.”  It sounded like he was talking more to himself than me or Luce.

I said, “I tried to stop her.”  It came out in a whisper, and didn’t sound all that convincing.  Well, maybe a tiny bit I had tried to stop her, so I wasn’t really lying.  Though I hadn’t tried all that hard, and not at all after that lovely tongue touched my clit.  After a spanking like that, I was super-submissive, that was really my only defense.  I felt like needed a lawyer, a famous one.  

Hatch turned and walked away, leaving the door open.

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I stood in the corner of the living room, still naked, ass still hurting from the first round with the Wicked One.  Drake, Carla’s boyfriend and sub, was standing in the other corner, his ass also a mess, though he hadn’t done anything wrong since his spanking.  Hatch was outside, taking a walk.  I’d never seen him this pissed off, and now that I’d come down from my orgasms, I was scared.  Scared of what my punishment was going to be, but also scared that I’d hurt him, that I’d hurt what we had, which was the most precious, wonderful thing I’ve ever had.  Fuck.  The longer I was in the corner, the more worthless I felt.

Finally, after what felt like forever, the back door opened.  I was hoping it was Hatch, hoping he’d come back in and whip me with his wicked belt until I cried and cried and cried and he forgave me.  I wanted it and needed it to hurt.  Instead, it was Carla.  She touched my shoulder, gently eased me out of the corner.  

“Go talk to him,” she said.  She took off her jacket and draped it over my shoulders, then guided me towards the kitchen and the back door.  She even opened the door for me, and gave me a little nudge.  Walking across the patio, my legs wooden, it seemed like taking a hard session with his belt would be a lot easier than talking to him.  Christ, how could I be so stupid?  

Her jacket only half covered my ass, and it was chilly out.  At the edge of the patio, I stopped, searching for him.  He was out past the big tree, near the garden.  It took all the courage I had to walk across the lawn to him.  

When I got close, I kneeled down, not saying anything.  Tears ran down my face, and I wiped them away.  I could not lose Hatch.  Fuck.  

My head down, I waited and waited, my heart dying.  After an unbearable eternity, he said, “Baby…”  

“I’m sorry.”

He walked over and ran his fingers through my hair.  I reached out and touched his thigh through his jeans.  I told him I was sorry again.

“Carla says it was mostly my fault.  She asked me what I thought was going to happen when I sent you to the bathroom with Luce, as turned on as you both were.”

I looked up at him.  “What did you expect to happen?”

“Well, mostly I thought nothing would happen, that we’d go to dinner.  But maybe I thought your tongue might be in her.  That’s what I was expecting when I heard the moaning…”

“So that would’ve been okay?”

“Oh, I would’ve spanked you for it.  And her too.”  He smiled, but it was bittersweet.

He pulled me up, then wrapped his arms around me.  A hug has never, in the history of the world, ever felt so good.  Crying with relief, I wrapped my arms around him, ignoring the jacket falling off and the chill in the air.  He held me tight, then kissed me.  

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We ordered in, Vietnamese from a little place Hatch and I both really liked.  Not that I ate all that much.  Kneeling at one end of the coffee table, I tried to stay in perfect position, resting on my haunches, toes curled under, hands on my thighs, back straight.  With my roasted ass, it was far from comfortable, and I knew it was going to get worse before the night was over.  

Drake was at the opposite end of the coffee table, naked and kneeling like I was, the coffee table blocking my view of his cock.  I briefly made eye contact with him; I didn’t know him that well, Carla hadn’t been dating/owning him very long, but in that one brief look, I knew he understood me in a way only another sub could.  Despite my ass hurting, despite what was coming, despite my emotions being a slaughtered mess, my pussy was still wet and dripping.  It wanted another spanking, wanted to feel Lucy’s tongue again, wanted to taste Lucy’s pussy, wanted Hatch to fuck my raw ass while everyone watched, and yes, it even wanted a taste of Drake’s cock.  It was humming and mad with desire, filling my body with it. I knew Drake understood all of that, that his cock felt the same way. 

Occasionally Hatch would reach over, feed me a bit of his noodle bowl with his fingers, or give me a bite of a spring roll.  Unlike my pussy, my stomach was as scared as a rabbit surrounded by wolves, so I wasn’t exactly hungry.  Saying no wasn’t exactly an option, either.  Lucy reached over, slipped some noodles into my mouth, giggling as they slipped down my chin and she cleaned them up with her finger.  Like a good girl, I licked her finger clean, then looked over to see Drake watching, a cool little smile on his face.

Suddenly dinner was over.  Without being told, Drake started to clean up, and I stood up to help.  Hatch stopped me.  “Pet, go to the chair.”  A jolt of adrenaline shot through me, like being hit with a bucket of ice water, and the little rabbit inside of me looked for a place to run, a place to hide.  My heart hammering in my chest, I lowered myself back down to my knees and crawled to the chair.  Like I was in a trance, I slowly stood up and then draped myself over it.  It was always the weirdest feeling, bending over the chair, knowing I’d be crying hard before I stood up, knowing what I was about to endure.  And I was guessing this was going to be worse than any of the times before…

An eternity seemed to pass, maybe five minutes, while the food was cleaned up and I waited, my heart never slowing down, my skin moist with my nervousness, my fear.  Hatch knew what he was doing, he knew the anticipation was as bad as the actual, well almost as bad.

Finally he walked past me, went to his closet and came back with a clear paddle.  Fuck.  It was  thick plastic with holes in it, and it hurt.  It maybe wasn’t quite as bad as the belt, but the next day after it was hell.  The sight of it even tamed my pussy, though not much.

Hatch put the paddle on the floor in front of me, then dropped the belt next to it.  He asked, “Baby, do you need to be restrained?”  

I thought about that, but I knew it would please him more if I held my position.  “No, Sir.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, Sir.”

With no warning, his hand cracked into my ass.  Fuck.  I almost let go, almost stood up.  I did cry out, cause it fucking hurt, on top of the earlier session with the belt.  He gave me a dozen on each cheek, hard and fast, and by the end, my eyes were already filled with tears.

He said, “Lucy, since you got my pet in trouble, I think you should start.  A dozen with the paddle, good and hard.”

I looked behind me, past the chair.  Carla and Lucy were sitting on the couch, Drake kneeling next to Carla.  Yes, I did notice his cock was rock hard and pointing towards the ceiling, but my mind had other things to worry about.  And just like the first spanking, I knew they had the best seats possible to see my ass and my wet, naughty pussy.

With a funny little smirk on her face, Lucy stood up.  She didn’t look all that guilty about getting me in trouble, in fact she looked like she was having the time of her life.  She walked past me, picked up the paddle, tested it in her hands, then walked behind me.  Oh shit.

Hatch said, “Pet, ask Luce to give you three, to test out the paddle.  Show her how you arch up, how good of a girl you can be.”  

I arched up, straining up on my toes.  “Lucy, please give me three with the paddle.”

Crack.

It wasn’t even a good one, and it hurt against my bruised cheeks.

Hatch said, “You want it to hit flat, across her cheeks, like this.”  I felt the paddle press into my ass, then Hatch’s fingers.  “Anywhere from here to here is good.”  I wasn’t sure anything could get more humiliating than my boyfriend showing my BFF how to spank me properly.

Crack.  CRACK.  Yes, she’d definitely figured it out.  I said, “Thank you, Ma’am.”

Hatch said, “See how wet she is, then we’ll see how wet she is when you’re done.”

Luce’s fingers pressed into my pussy.  “Damn, she’s as wet as when I was licking her.”  Even though she was about to spank me, I gave her a dirty look over my shoulder.  She gave me the damnedest saccharin-sweet smile back.  

Hatch told her to have me clean them off, and she did. Even though I was mad at her, I sucked them good.  “Good girl,” she said.  She was enjoying this way too much.  

Hatch said, “Okay, give her twelve good ones with the paddle.  You want to wait 20 to 30 seconds in between each one.”  Like a giddy school girl, she moved behind me.  I knew what was coming, that it was going to hurt, that I deserved it.  Needed it.  

Crack…. Crack… CRACK….  

Hatch interrupted her.  “Luce, it looks like you’re getting hot spanking her like that.  I think you should take off your clothes.  We wouldn’t want them to get sweaty or anything.”

Carla said, “He’s right, that would be a shame.”

Even though my ass was burning, I could feel the importance of the moment, the weight of it.  Would she do what he said?  Hatch wasn’t naked.  Carla wasn’t naked.  Hatch was telling her where she stood, above me, but not even with him or Carla.  I knew what he was saying and doing, but did she?  I looked back at her, over my shoulder, both wondering what she’d do, and also because I wanted to see her naked body.  

Luce said, “I think my clothes will be okay.  A little sweat won’t hurt them.”  She knew she was on thin ice, didn’t know where to step.

Hatch said, “Luce, come here.”

She looked at me, then at Hatch.  My whole being wanted her to take off her clothes, not just because I wanted to see her skin, but also because I wanted her to submit to Hatch.  She looked at my ass, reached out and touched it.  She so wanted to continue paddling it.  In that moment, she decided.  I felt her do it, almost like I heard it, like there was an audible click.

Still holding the paddle, she walked to Hatch.  He took the paddle, put it on coffee table, then reached out and started undoing the buttons of her shirt.  She did not stop him, didn’t meet anyone’s eyes as he did it.  Once the buttons were done, he slipped it off and handed it to Drake.  “Drake, fold that up.”

“Yes, Sir.”  That little moment was weird all on its own.

He unbuttoned her jeans, pushed them down her hips.  She wiggled to help him, then pushed off her flats and stepped out of the jeans.  He handed those to Drake, too.  I watched this all, fascinated, and almost forgot how much my ass hurt, that I was naked and about to be crying.  

She stood in front of him, only in her underwear and socks.  He waited a good, long moment, then motioned for her to turn around.  She did.  He unhooked her bra, slid it off and gave it to Drake.  She covered her breasts with her arms, but not before I got a good look.  They were a bit bigger than mine and looked damn good; a thick wave of jealousy poured through me, hot and mean and tasting like metal, or blood.  Then another wave hit, pure lust, and me wanting to lick and suck those damn perfect nipples.  Hatch shoved a finger in her panties, started pulling them down her thighs.  I got a good look at her ass, and even a peek at her cute little landing strip.  I wondered if Hatch would let her keep that, then I wondered if she was hotter than me.  It was close, I wasn’t really sure.  Insecurity, desire and jealousy all roared through me, a strange mix of warring emotions I wasn’t used to.

Hatch let her stand there a moment, her panties at her thighs, her trying to figure out what to cover and what not to.  She started to pull up her panties, and he smacked her ass, a good one.  She jumped and yelped.

Hatch said, his voice pure, confident Dom, “Luce, take off your panties.”

She acted like she was thinking about it, but that moment had long passed.  She was already in.  She might as well have bent over and asked for his cock in her ass.  

Slowly she slid the panties down her legs and off, giving us all a good look.

I noticed Drake’s cock was leaking pre-cum.  Carla noticed it, too.  Without a word, she ran her toes up his cock, and he didn’t say a word, either, as he licked them clean.  

Luce asked, “Can I leave my socks on?”

“No.”  I knew Hatch was going to say that before he said it.  He likes his subs barefoot. 

Reluctantly, like it was her last defense, she slipped off the socks.  Hatch turned her, to face him, and put her hands at her sides.  “You’re very beautiful, Lucy.  Don’t you think so, baby?”  He looked at me as he said it.

Still a confused mess of emotions, and turned on as fuck, I figured I might as well be honest.  “Yes.  She’s hot.”  That made Hatch smile.

He said, “Luce, go let my pet kiss your Brazilian.  Let her show she’s submissive to you.”

The funny little smile back on her face, she walked over to me.  I lifted my head up and kissed her little strip of hair.  I wanted to do a lot more than that, I wanted to lick her until one of us died, and I could smell her excitement, too.  She spread her legs a little, so I could kiss more.

Hatch said, “Luce, that’s enough.  If she earns it, maybe we’ll let her do that later.  Now finish her paddling.  How many more, pet?”

Thank God I knew that answer.  “Nine, Sir.”

It was hot as hell to watch her, naked and with the paddle back in her hand, walk behind me.  I was mesmerized by her, until I noticed the paddle swinging towards my ass.

Crack.

Fuck.  Despite how turned on I was, it fucking hurt.  I closed my eyes, tears starting to flow yet again.     

Crack, crack, crack.  My good friend Lucy, the sweet and innocent one, now naked as a jaybird, gave me nine more good ones with the cruel paddle.  At the start I was thinking of ways to get even.  By the end, I was just a mess of tears, my ass a pulsing mess of hurt.

Another pussy check.  No, I wasn’t any less wet.  Through my tears, I licked her fingers clean.  After that, she gave me a good kiss, and held me for a minute, rubbing my back. 

Hatch said, “Pet, we’ve discussed how you should thank a woman after she spanks you.”  Well, yes we had, but that had been back when it was just a fantasy.  

Very carefully, I stood, then kneeled down in front of Luce and kissed her feet.  Yes, it was very humiliating.  Yes, I really fucking liked it.  Yes, I kept kissing and licking until Hatch stopped me. 

“Good girl.  Now get back over the chair.  It’s Carla’s turn.”

Crap, that meant Hatch would be after her.  I deserved it, but still…. My ass seemed even more tender as I stood up and bent back over the chair, showing everyone my ass and pussy again.  

Hatch said, “Luce, why don’t you come over here.”  He pointed to a spot on the floor, next to the couch, not on the couch.  I watched her beautiful, long, tanned body walk back to the couch, both jealous that Hatch was watching her too, and wanting to lick every delicate inch of her.  She kneeled down where Hatch had pointed, like a good little sub.  A good little sub that had just paddled my ass.  Hatch said, “Good girl.”  I saw her smile like I normally did.

Carla ran a hand over my ass, then squeezed a cheek.  She chuckled at my gasp.  She asked, “Hatch, what are you thinking?  The belt or the paddle?”

“I know you like the belt, so how about six of each?”

“Perfect.”  She walked around the chair, ran her hand down my naked back and into my hair.  Then she lifted my head up and kissed me, a good one.  I wasn’t expecting it, but I liked it.  She said, “I’m going to make you cry now.  I want you to let go, really let it all out.  Will you do that for me?”

I nodded.  “Yes, ma’am.”

“Good girl.  It’s going to hurt, but you deserve it, don’t you?”

“Yes, ma’am.  Please punish me.”

“Oh, I will.”  She kissed me again.  “Remember, let it all go.”

“Yes, ma’am.  I will.”

She moved behind me.  I steeled myself for the paddle, but instead she spread my cheeks, showing my asshole to all of them.  Damn.  She tapped her finger against it and asked, “Who owns this?”

“Hatch does, ma’am.”

Her fingers ran down to my pussy lips.  “And this?”

“Hatch, ma’am.”

Her fingers found my clit.  “And this?”

“Hatch owns it, ma’am.”

“You seemed to have forgotten that for a bit…”

I wanted to argue with her, tell her I was thinking about it the whole time I was being bad, but that didn’t seem wise, and I couldn’t find the words.  “Yes, ma’am.  I was bad.  Please spank me.”

“Good girl.”

CRACK.

Oh shit.  My ass was sore from Luce, and Carla was definitely hitting harder.  

Carla said, “I’m going to wait exactly 60 seconds between each one.  Make sure you feel each one.  Now arch up, stay up.  Keep those eyes closed.”

“Yes, ma’am.”  I arched up and closed my eyes tight.  

The 60 seconds was horrible, far too long.  Each time I tried to count, each time I sensed when it was going to land, but each time it still surprised me.  And hurt like fuck.  

CRACK.

I cried out, danced a little over the chair.  Agony.  That’s all it was, a third spanking on my ass that night, all deserved.  

CRACK.  

I danced again.  Said please in a mumbled, wet whisper, not sure what I was asking for.  Then arched up again, dreading the forever until the next one.

CRACK.

Fuck, I was going to be so good.  Forever.  I was never going to be this bad again.  Even as I thought those words, I doubted them.  Maybe not bad in this same—

CRACK.

I was crying now, tears running freely, blubbering.  It was still horrible though, but the time the 60 seconds was almost up, I’d almost gained control back.  Almost.

CRACK.

Her hand touched me again as she put the paddle down in front of me and picked up the belt.  Part of me was relieved that there wouldn’t be any more of the paddle, part of me was scared to death.  

WHAP.

My whole body shook.  Fuck.  I mumbled, “Please, I’ll be good.  I’ll be so good.”

Carla didn’t say a word, just waited for the minute to pass.

WHAP.  

Oh Christ.  That one was low, half on the things, half on my ass.  Did I mention it was hurting?

WHAP.

I slipped into subspace.  I felt the next two, but I wasn’t in my body anymore.  I was somewhere else, half-watching and half just floating in space, my body crying and everything spilling out.     

Then I felt Carla’s hand caressing my back again.  I fell back into my body as she kissed me, the pain making me moan around her lips.  God, when would I be able to sit again?  

Then I noticed Hatch there, close to me and her.  He took the belt from her, and Carla whispered something to him, something about me being done.  No, I needed Hatch to spank me.  Snot running from my nose, I said, “Sir, please, six of your best?”

Carla said, “Wow.”

Hatch said, “Good girl,” and kissed me, a good kiss.  He moved behind me, ran a finger over my ass.  “However, you’ve forgotten who’s in charge here.  I’ll decide how many you get.”  I was sure he was going to say another dozen were on the way.  My ass must have been in terrible shape, because instead he said, “Three more with the belt.  Then we’ll have taken care of your speeding ticket.  Tomorrow I’ll address your other transgressions.”

While my mind was figuring all that out, the first one hit.  Hatch is really strong, have I mentioned that?  Fuck fuck fuck fuck.  I did another little dance, almost stood up.  This seemed six times worse than anything before.  It took everything in me to bend back over the chair, to arch up for him, but I had to.  I needed it.  I needed him to not be mad at me anymore.

WHAP!

Oh God.  I was sputtering and spitting.  

“Last one, baby.  Arch up high.”  

WHAP!

Hatch being Hatch, he didn’t let up on the last one.  But he did drop the belt and pull me up from the chair.  I cried and cried, mumbling I was sorry as he held me tight.  He whispered that it was okay in my ear, that I was forgiven, that I was his and all kinds of other sweet, romantic things.  I kept crying.

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I was back in the corner, waiting.  I’d finally calmed down, and Luce had taken me back to the same damn bathroom where it all started (this time there had been strict orders on where tongues and fingers wouldn’t go, and the bathroom door stayed open).  My ass in the bathroom mirror was Oh-My-God bad, but part of me was proud of it.  I wondered how long it was going to hurt.  Hatch came and took a picture of it, and a picture of Luce and I naked.  Yes, I wanted her to lick me again, and I wanted to lick her, but we were good girls, for a change.

From the corner, I heard a lot going on behind me, but I wasn’t sure what.  My emotions were still a huge fucking mess, but at least I knew things were okay with Hatch and me.  We were okay.  That made me smile.  

Luce came to the corner.  “I’m going to put some cream on your butt, okay?”  She must have forgotten that she was above me in the pecking order, that she didn’t need to ask.  I nodded anyway.  I gasped as the cool cream touched my ass.  She tried to be gentle, that I know, but it still really hurt.  After a few minutes, the pain was better, and I was starting to like it.  She even ran some down my crack, teased my asshole with it.  She giggled, then put some more cream on my poor cheeks.  Too soon she was done and then I was alone again.  

A few minutes later, Hatch said, “Pet, you may turn around.”

I did.  Not much had changed, Drake was back to kneeling by the couch, near Carla’s bare feet, his cock still hard.  Luce was in the middle of the room, still naked, sitting on a light blue comforter of ours.  A big smile on her face, she spread her legs and said, “You naughty girl, come and lick my pussy.  Hatch said I can have you lick it as much as I want, as long as I’m good.”  She clearly liked that idea. 

Like I was in a dream, a hot and wet dream, I slowly walked to her.  The other three were all sitting on the couch, watching me.  I liked that. 

Like a good little sub, I kneeled down in front of her and spread her pussy lips, then ran my tongue up her snatch, from her asshole to her clit.  I’d smelled her, but it was so good to finally taste her.  From what she’d said, I guessed I’d be tasting her a lot, but I knew Hatch better than to think he’d let her come whenever she wanted.  I flicked her clit back and forth, and heard her moan.  I liked that.    

Still dressed, Hatch sat down next to us on the comforter.  “Make her come, and I’ll put my cock in your pussy, give you a good fucking.”  Like I wasn’t already motivated.  I licked her pussy like my life depended on it, like a prisoner earning her escape.  It had been a long time since I’d eaten pussy, but it was like riding a bike, only easier.  

Hatch leaned over, rubbed his hand in my hair, then I watched as it trailed up her body and found her nipple.  Our eyes met, him playing with her tits and me eating her out.  He leaned over and kissed her, good and deep.  Jealousy burned through me, bright as the sun, and I had to close my eyes, but it turned me on, too, turned me on like crazy.  I wanted to see him fuck Luce, fuck her hard, spank her too.  I’d craved watching him dominate someone else for a long time, but the kissing, that I wasn’t expecting for some dumb reason.  Through all of that, I didn’t stop licking, not for a moment.  Hating it and loving it, I had to open my eyes, had to watch them make out.  Is anything more submissive that watching your man make out with another woman as you lick her pussy?  Well, later Hatch would teach me that there certainly was.  

Then I watched him suck her tits, bite on them, lick them.  He watched me watching him.  “Do you like that, baby?”

I nodded.  “I do,” I said, my voice husky.  I did.  My pussy dripped down my thighs.  

Luce announced, “I’m coming.  Fuck, I’m coming.”  I pushed her clit against my teeth, licked it like crazy.  She liked that, coming hard, her body shaking against me.    

Hatch said, “Don’t stop.  Make her come again.”  I was all about that.  My heart leaped as he moved behind me, and I heard his jeans unzip.  I kept licking as I felt his fingers spread me and his hard cock invaded my pussy.  

“Damn, you’re wet baby.”

Luce said, “Fuck, that’s hot.”  She never said the f-word, but she was right, it was hot as fuck.  She said, “Fuck her hard, Hatch.  Pound her into my pussy.  Let me come on her face again.”

He pushed all the way in, and I gasped.  My ass was a mess of bruises and welts.  And yes, I liked it.  He grabbed my hips, fucking me hard, slamming into my tortured ass.  It was awesome.  It hurt.  I didn’t think it could get any better.

Luce came again, harder than before, crying out loud.  She tried to pull away from me, but I grabbed her thighs and pushed my tongue into her pussy.  

Hatch’s cock was too much, the whole thing was too much.  I pulled my mouth away to ask, “Hatch, please.  Please can I come on your cock?”

“No,” he said, which really surprised me.  He pulled his cock out of the pussy he owned.  “I was just using your pussy to get my cock good and wet.”  Part of me was thinking he was about to push me out of the way and fuck Luce.  That’s what I deserved.  And, truthfully, what I wanted.  Instead, he said, “Spread your cheeks.  Ask for a hard fucking in your owned ass.”

Luce said, “God damn that’s hot.”

It was hot, but it wasn’t easy.  I had to rest my head on the inside of her thigh, then reach back and very, very gently spread my cheeks.  Holy fuck.  It hurt.  “Please, Sir, please fuck my ass.  Show me you own me.  Fuck me hard, Sir.”  Yes, saying those words was one thing, but saying those words as three people watched was something else entirely.  Unbelievably humiliating and hot, like the whole night.

I’d made him plenty wet.  The big head of his cock spread my asshole wide, pushed in, stretching me.  He wasn’t gentle, punishing me and giving me what I so craved.  It hurt, but almost not enough, as he buried his cock in my ass.  When he was all the way in, his body pressing hard against my hands, which hurt more than his cock did, his hand grabbed my hair and forced my lips back into Luce’s pussy.  Her hands ran through my hair with his.  She adjusted her hips and started to grind against my face, her hands pinning my head against her sex.  I was helpless, trapped between them, in my own fucked up version of heaven.  

His hands grabbed my hips and he fucked my ass.  I knew better than to let go of my cheeks, knew better than to do anything except hold them wide and give him my ass.  I even wiggled it, trying to get him in even deeper.  I wanted them both to come at the same time; that thought drove me crazy.

My mouth muffled by her pussy, I managed to say, “Sir, please, I’m close.”

“Come you little slut,” he said.  He smacked my ass.  “Come now, and make her come.”

I imagined what it looked like, imagined what Carla and Drake were seeing, Hatching banging my asshole hard, me holding my cheeks wide, my face buried between Luce’s wonderfully long legs.  We aren’t going to be able to top this, I thought.  

Luce came on my tongue, grinding into me, then I came hard, so hard on Hatch’s cock pounding my ass.  Luce pushed her foot underneath me, rubbed it against my clit and pussy, and I came again, my mind a white out of pleasure and pain.  

Hatch pulled out of my ass.  I half-collapsed, half-rolled sideways, my head resting on her thigh.  He kneeled above her.  “Pet, jack me off.”  It was clear he was going to come on Luce.  Come all over her.  Fuck yes I wanted to see that.  Wanting to please him, I found the strength to kneel next to him.  I took his wonderful his cock in my hand.  He was so hard and close to coming.  He said, “Pet, what’s your rule on messes you make?”

“I clean them up, Sir.”

Luce asked, “No matter where?”

I looked her right in the eyes, part of me finally and fully realizing that she was going to be able to order me around from now on.  I said, “I’ll clean up every drop.”  

She stuck her hand out, wanting to help me stroke him, but I knew what would put him over the edge.  I guided her hand to his balls, then reached around behind him, so we were both cupping his precious sack, almost holding hands.  

Hatch liked that.  He growled.  I felt his cock get even bigger in my hand.  “Come baby, come all over her, so I can clean it up.”  He groaned, loud, and the first spurt leaped out, hitting high on her stomach, part of it landing past her.  I aimed it towards her face, and she opened her mouth, but the next spurt didn’t go as far, landing between her breasts.  I tugged on him hard, wanting it, squeezing it out of him as I ran a finger up to his ass.  I know my Hatch.  The next spurt was big, and landed with a splat on her face.  I kept pumping, kept draining him.  

Luce used a finger to move some off her face and spread it on her nipples.  Then, looking at me, she lifted her foot up and wiped the come that had dribbled down my hand onto her toes.  She had the wickedest smile on her face.  Then she used her fingers to wipe more off, and rub it onto her pussy.  

I looked over, to see what Carla and Drake thought of all this, but Carla was now naked from the waist down, Drake’s head between her legs.  

Hatch pushed my hand away, his cock too sensitive, and laid down on the comforter, at an angle away from Luce.  Luce held up her foot, wiggled her toes.  “You better get licking, my little sub.  It would be a shame if I had to spank you again.”  Damn, why did I like being ordered to do such wicked things?  I loved it.  She pushed her toes into my mouth, and I sucked like a good little sub.

Yes, I licked every inch of her clean, including the drops she imagined had dribbled down to her asshole.  No, I didn’t think about what Hatch was going to do the next day to me, for coming without permission.  I roughly pushed that thought aside every time it broke through.  As she was coming on my tongue, I wondered, How are we going to ever top this?  Then I noticed Hatch’s cock was hard again.         

 

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I love sex. I suppose that doesn't make me unusual. Most women do. My urge to share my desires online isn't so common. Maybe I love the attention, and maybe by sharing, part of me hopes others will share their own desires with me.Such things are never easy to speak of. Maybe it's easier for guys, but I don't know if that's true. I do know some girls find it very difficult to talk about their intimate secrets. I think that's a shame. How can we hope to achieve a satisfying sex life if we are too...

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4 years ago
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The Midnight Walk

Something powerful stirred inside me when I heard the groan of carnal satisfaction over the gentle waves. That something had been trying to return for a while, nudged toward life with every sultry glance and beautiful body that I encountered or imagined. But when I turned the corner that night and saw her on his lap, rolling her hips, unmistakeably fucking, that was when it officially re-awakened. It had been asleep for literally years; when I moved to Jamaica, it truly slept in peace. It was a...

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1 year ago
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A rough night at work

Saturday evening was delightful, the club was jumping, and there lots and lots of pretty people around to enjoy. A tall brunette was giving me the eye, and the way she was looking at me told me we were on the same wavelength. She finally walked up to me and spoke."Can I buy you a drink, pretty lady?"Silly girl, of COURSE you can!"I'd love that, and I love Cosmos. My name's Elizabeth, and you are?"She smiled and it was the kind of smile I liked."I'm Kendra, and I'm impressed, you're very...

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2 years ago
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Executive Toy

I sighed, hit “send” on my email, and wondered if it was time for another trip across the road to Costa. The office was supposed to be air-conditioned, but it didn’t seem to be working today, just when it was most needed. It’s not that I was complaining about the hot weather, it’s just that I’d much rather be out sun-bathing than stuck at my computer all day.Suddenly I heard a voice behind me.“I don’t suppose you’ve got any Ibuprofen, Annie. This heat’s given me a splitting headache, and I must...

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4 years ago
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Wheres the Remote

If I hurried, I had time to drive home, take a quick shower, get dressed and still not be late for my dinner date with Jason. He was working late, so he would be meeting me at the restaurant. Since I knew he wouldn’t be stopping home first, it gave me time to get my naughty surprise ready for him. Hopping out of the shower, I quickly dried off, rubbed on some lotion and made sure I was smooth all over. I put on a lace black bra and garter, slid on some black thigh highs and attached them to the...

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2 years ago
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Pam Sandwich

Pamela had already made the picnic and packed it into a wicker basket when the boys arrived. She’d cleaned the kitchen as well, been a thorough little domestic goddess with her mom and dad away for the week. And finally she had changed from jogging pants and T-shirt into her costume. Nothing outlandish, just a simple white-muslin dress and sandals, and then to the garden to pluck daisies and buttercups and ring them into a crown and a necklace. She stood before her bedroom mirror adjusting the...

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2 years ago
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Red and blue an erotic spanking story Ive b

It's not 100% finished, and I'd like to work on it some more when I'm able to, but here is first draft of my first erotic story. Props if you recognise the setting.“Peebee?” Sara Ryder questioned the Asari who had just barged into her quaters unannounced.“Hey ya, Pathfinder.” The Asari in question answered. “I noticed you weren’t there for the movie tonight. It’s not like you to miss a crew get-together.”“Oh, that.” The pathfinder checked the time on her omni-tool. 23:37 it read. “Oh shit, I...

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My Husbands Best Friend

On a warm, quiet night, Lauren lay in bed listening, through her open bedroom window, to the deep moans of an unknown woman that was repeatedly brought near climax, only to be edged back from her orgasmic bliss. Lauren’s husband, dead to the world in a deep sleep, lay next to her, oblivious of the other woman but thirty feet outside their window, being ravaged by Jason, who had been their best man just three years ago.Lauren’s fingers were massaging her rock hard nipples as she imagined Jason’s...

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1 year ago
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In Praise Of Older Women

Jack’s Story Despite all my reservations, I had agreed to house sit my parent’s place for a month this summer while they were on vacation in Europe. My parents lived in the suburbs and were far from my usual stomping grounds. Literally there was nothing, but nothing, around unless your amusement was the local shopping mall.“Jack,” my father had said, “your mother and I would feel so much more comfortable if you were here. There has been this wave of robberies in this area occurring when people...

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3 years ago
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Gift Of The Geisha

Seven o’clock, the black numbers showed clearly against the silver LED background. Tanner noted the time with a sense of detachment, not concerned or hurried, but with an awareness that his guest would soon arrive. A geisha, Tanner thought while gazing out through the expanse of windows in his penthouse apartment.Tanner rolled the word through his mind again, sampling its meaning as if he could taste its implications. Would she offer sex? Probably, but there was no guarantee. From what little...

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