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She was there once again, on her knees, naked and waiting for him to come in. She was tense, nervous, afraid, just like the time before and still and yet again, so terribly, wonderfully alive. The door opened and she heard him close and lock it, put his bag down. The air seemed to have changed for her the second he came in. Hearing him was all she needed to focus; and all she needed to be happy.
He repeated the same ritual than before. He let his fingers glide over her shaved and smooth pussy, over her ass, her bottom, then over her back and neck and back down again, where he suddenly slapped her hard and without restraint. She tried not to move, and she knew she wasn’t allowed to speak. If she had been allowed, she might have thanked him.
She heard him open his pants and pull them down and felt him grab her by her hips before thrusting into her; her moist and hot pussy had been waiting for him ever since he had left it last time. One of his hands went up to her neck and held her down. “Mine”, he said. The first word he’d spoken since he’d come in. She loved his voice, loved what he said, love having his big cock where it was, loved being held down by him. She didn’t know if she was supposed to answer and therefore kept quiet.
He thrust into her, hard and deep, as if to underline what he had just said. Had she spoken, she would have screamed then “Yes, Sir, yours, yours, yours…” as the excitement of being fucked by him started filling her up. He pulled out suddenly. His fingers went over her pussy again, collecting some of her juice and using it on her ass before opening it with his fingers. He knew what he did, there was no hesitation and only seconds later, she felt his cock press into her other hole and fill it. His, she was his.
He leaned over her and she felt his weight on her back. She loved being corned and pressed down by him, feeling his skin and sensing his presence. His hand pushed her hair to the side before grabbing her head, forcing it down.
“You’ve missed this, didn’t you, my little slut?”
“Yes Sir”, I did, “she almost screamed. “Thank you sir, oh thank you sir," as he still fucked her hard and fast. His hand came down on her butt just a second later.
“I didn’t tell you to speak”, he said, calmly; but she knew he wasn’t happy.
“I’m so sorry, sir,” she said. He wasn’t thrusting into her anymore but still remained in her, just moving a little bit in order to be able to administer her punishment. His hand came down, again and again, and, with his last slap on her butt, he thrust into her again. Her skin ached and burned, his slaps weren’t tender and he knew what he was doing.
He pulled out of her and pulled her up. She didn’t see anything through her blindfold and tried to follow his moves, tried to show him how submitted and obedient she was. His presence made her happy and she felt ready for almost anything. He made her open her mouth with his finger which was followed by his cock. His cock. It had been so long since she had last had it… his wonderful, big, seemingly never-tiring cock.
“Do you take the blue pill?” she had once asked.
He had smiled at her. “No, I just know how to control. Control myself, control you. And that’s quite enough.”
And it was. As she felt his cock fill her mouth and push deep into her, she tried to open her throat and her eyes filled up with tears. She had trained for this, she hadn’t been able to handle his length the time before and felt ashamed for not serving her master well. He pushed into her, slowly and she felt his eyes resting on her. When he was buried deep inside her throat, he started pulling back again and while doing it, caressed her hair.
“Good girl”. The highest honour.
He pulled her up.
“Undress me,” he ordered. And she did, unbuttoning his shirt and taking it off and then going to down in order to take his shoes and socks. She loved, loved, so loved his body. As she got up again, he pulled her close into his arms, a gesture of tenderness. She leaned into his arms, breathing him in, feeling him, letting herself go into the happiness of being there. Being much taller than her, he had to lean down, caressing her hair and neck while doing so.
“Do you trust me?” he asked, almost in a whisper, as if it was a secret.
“Yes sir, I do”, she answered, feeling safe, warm and happy where she was. There was no punishment for speaking this time.
“That’s good”, he said, and she could hear his smile in his voice. “Then lay on the bed now, I’ve got something new for you.” He guided her down on the bed, into the position on her back he wanted. She heard him open his bag and tried to peak through her blindfold, but it was too tight. He came to the bed and took her wrist and that’s when she knew it was rope and that he was going to tie her up. They had talked about bondage but not used it so far. It was an exciting, new and scary thought for her.
“If I tie you up, you’re totally helpless. I can do anything when you’re there.”
“You can do anything anyway”, she had replied. And kept her fear in her stomach, along with the excitement.
She felt his hands on her, adjusting her position, then tying the rope around her wrist. His moves were calm, not hurried, yet never hesitant. He knew what he was doing. He then tied the rope around the bedpost, after having measured and allowed for a little space for movements, pulled it around the bed and the other bedpost before taking her other wrist and tying it down the same way. She was surprised by how comfortable and safe it felt. For a second or so, she tried to pull away and out of it. Impossible.
He sat down next to her, seemingly satisfied, his mobile phone in his hand. He put it down and put a hand on her tit, caressing it and then pulling its nipple.
“I like to see you like this…” he said.
And then, there was a knock on the door. She jumped. He got up and unlocked the door. She heard “Hi” and a kissing sound, before he closed and locked the door again. He sat down on the bed next to her head again.
“I prepped her up for you”, he said.
“Cute”, said the other voice. It was another woman.
Alice had always felt a profound distrust and disgust for other women. She had never even kissed another woman. She liked men, their cocks, their hardness, their strength, the feel of their skin, she liked being held und submitted by men, feeling their weight on her body pinning her down; she liked being penetrated and getting filled by them. For a long time, she had tried to ignore the demands of her master which consisted of opening up to other women and their bodies, of imagining being with one. Then he cornered her, as he always did, and there was no more running away. In the end, she had given her consent to an experience with another woman and him. The thought of him being there made it possible. Up until then, they hadn’t talked about it anymore, and she didn’t know when or who it was going to be; hoping against hope he might have let go of the subject. And there she was. If she had been allowed to speak, she wouldn’t have known what to say. She was tied down to the bed, naked and helpless and for a second, she felt like crying. Then she felt her master’s hand on her wrist and his voice.
“I’m here,” he said.
There were sounds of somebody undressing and the she felt her moving unto the bed. She straddled Alice who for the first time felt another woman’s pussy press on her body. She felt two pairs of eyes. She felt desperate. Had it not been for her master’s hand on her and his presence, she might have used the safe word in order to get away.
“So what’s the deal?” the woman said.
“You know the deal, you know the story,” he answered. “She’s all yours. Enjoy yourself. And make her cum.”
“I sure will”, the other one said.
She leaned down on Alice’s’ arms, bringing her head closer to hers. Alice tried to turn her face away.
“What’s so horrible about women?” the woman asked. “And why run away from a kiss?” she added. Alice felt her breath coming closer and a hand grabbing her hair as to stop her from turning away.
“In the end, it’s all lips, teeth and tongue. Let me show you.”
And upon this, she pressed her lips lightly against Alice’s.
“You see? Not so bad, is it? Now, you’re going to be good and you’re going to it yourself, like a good girl, like a good slut. I’m waiting.”
Alice knew when an order was an order. She fought it on the inside, but after all, the light kiss hadn’t been that bad. And she knew there was no other way around. She tried to close her senses and focus on her master next to her. And when she felt the other woman close enough, she had her lips meet her, kissing her softly and then starting to use her tongue, which was met with similar moves by the other one. It was easier than she had thought and – enjoyable.
The nameless one broke the kiss.
“You see, it wasn’t that bad”, she said. “Let’s look at the rest of you.”
And she started moving down along Alice’s body. Her hands on her skin, exploring mercilessly little by little, stopping upon discovering a scar, then moving on again. She got up and retrieved something from her bag. Coming back, she sucked and rubbed Alice’s breasts until the nipples stood up hard, and fixed nipple clamps on them, which made Alice wince and the woman slap her mouth.
“If you don’t shut up, I’ll use a gag ball.”
“Oh no, you don’t,” Alice heard the voice of her master before she had time to react. “Gag balls are off for her.”
“You said she was all mine”, the woman said.
“Within my rules and limits, yes. No gag balls. Full stop,” he said.
“Ok ok… “. There was some anger in the voice of the woman, but she got over it. “You’ll have to be quiet without a gag ball then, otherwise you’ll be punished”.
Alice nodded, relieved that the threat of the gag ball had been moved away by her master, relieved at how he had intervened. Her nipples ached and send little waves towards her brain, but she knew the real pain was yet to come. Meanwhile the woman continued to explore her body; her moves were intense, focused. Alice realised that her hands were different than the hands of her master; that the way they touched her was softer, yet just as determined. She had come to her pussy, stroked over it several times, exploring between her lips, almost dreamlike, lightly. Then Alice felt her mouth go down on her. A woman was eating her out.
The thought made her almost jump and try and close her legs. But again, she felt her master next to her. He pulled one of her legs between his, where she felt his hard cock against her skin, thus keeping her open for the other one. He lifted her blindfold and when the she was able to see, she saw him holding and directing the other woman’s head. He was in charge. In a way, it was him doing this to her. This thought allowed her to let it happen and to focus on what she was feeling; focus on the tongue that visited her, circled her clit; focus on the fingers of the other one who pushed into her. The tension on her inside started to grow, to fill her up and then she realised that the other one, the woman as she called her on the inside, was adding finger after finger, three, four, and the thump… and then pushed her fist into her.
Alice screamed while both pain and pleasure overtook her in a huge orgasm. The tongue that licked her never stopped and she was being stretched and filled like never before. When the first wave subsided, her master pulled her nipple clamps off, both of them with one hand and in one move, causing her to scream again. Wave after wave hit her until finally both her pussy and her nipples began to calm down while still pulsing.
The woman brought her hand to Alice’s mouth. Without being told so, Alice licked and sucked her clear, consuming her own juices. Her master untied her wrists and it was then that Alice realised how stiff and sore they were from the rope – she must have pulled too hard against it.
“Your turn now”, said the woman. “Eat my pussy.” And she moved up on her body, bringing herself close to Alice.
This was among the things that Alice had dreaded most.
“No pussy eating, please”, she had pleaded with her master. “I just can’t… I really can’t…” and he had smiled and shrugged. Would he save her now as he had with the gag ball?
She closed her mouth and turned her face away. Even though she wasn’t tied up anymore, she was still under their power and their control, and she knew there was still no running away. She smelled the other woman, she now saw her, and she looked at her. She wasn’t going to give up on this one. She wouldn’t do this one. She had said yes to the deal, but not to this part. Never! She turned her face away and tried to use her hands to push the woman off her.
“What the…” the other woman started saying as she was being pushed of. She hadn’t expected any insubmissiveness from the other master’s pet. Her master was over Alice before she could even think of doing more. Within seconds, he had turned her on her stomach, pinned her down with one hand and used the other one to hand his belt to the woman.
“If you don’t obey, you’re paying for it”, he breathed. “You don’t want it? Alright then, payback time. Make sure you’re not making any noise, or it will get worse.”
And the belt started whipping her. It turned the skin of her butt, back and legs into one mass of red, pulsing and painful nerves. She knew though how she had to behave when being punished. She mourned into a pillow when she really needed to and tried to focus on her body rather than the sheer pain. The punishment was hard and long, no one had bothered to count, but when they stopped, Alice was shaking and in tears. Her master pulled her close to him and held her as she was catching her breath and fighting back more tears.
“And now you apologize”, he said.
“I’m sorry. I do apologize”, Alice managed to bring out.
“You say ‘I’m sorry mistress’”, the woman said.
Mistress? But she had only one master. She looked up at him.
“No mistress here. I’m her master.”
“You said I could use her.”
“And you can. But that doesn’t turn you into her mistress.”
“Alright then”, she said, smiling. “Look here, little slut. You’ve never done this, and you don’t want to. You paid. I won’t force you. This time, I’m going to invite you. It’s your chance to test. You’ve paid for your right to stop or to not do it. But I think you should try it. I won’t force you, but” and there she lay on her back and opened her legs, “you should at least give it a try. You don’t know what you’re missing.”
Alice was torn on the inside and still feeling shaky from the whipping she had just received. She felt her master’s presence and knew how much she could please him if she did it – as every time she had managed to break one of the limits she had fixed herself. She moved between the legs of the woman. For the first time in her life, she looked closely at someone else’s pussy. This one was glistering from her juices. Her master followed her move and got close behind Alice, one hand on her butt, caressing her lightly.
And then she did it. She pushed her head between the legs of the other woman and pulled out her tongue. She tasted and smelled her femininity and her juices and she used her hand to open up and stimulate the other one.
“I can very well imagine how to do it. I can only not imagine doing it as such”, she had told her master. So she put her imagination to good use, visiting and circle the other woman’s pussy. Her master moved closer even and then pushed into her from behind. The joy of feeling his cock again… his thrusts… she followed his rhythm as he fucked her to push her tongue and fingers into the other woman. In the beginning, she had tried to avoid the other one’s juices, now she took it all. And when she felt the other woman starting to breathe harder and faster, her master thrust into her harder and faster as well. He put her hand over hers, making her push her fingers into both her holes until the other one mourned and trashed around. And then she felt her master’s orgasm on her inside, something she had particularly wanted and longed for. Realizing he was offering her a special gift and in reaction to his pulsing on her inside, she came hard herself, filled on the one side with cum and the other side with pussy juice.
Her master pulled out of her. Alice felt dizzy and cum drunk, the room spinning around her. She moved away from the other woman’s pussy and lay next to her. She hadn’t touched her breasts yet and didn’t want to miss out on them. They were soft, feeling them was intense. The other woman had taken her body, but she was taking it back now by discovering little by little what feelings and sensations were possible. She wasn’t disgusted anymore. Her master was watching, seeming pleased.
He moved over and on the other woman. There was the last test for Alice.
“Sir, I couldn’t bear you fucking another woman while I’m there”, she had said. And he had shrugged.
His cock was hard again already and he took her from the top as if it was an evidence for both him and her. He wasn’t one to hesitate.
“Come on, ride me”, he said and pulled the woman with her as he turned, all but pushing Alice aside who sat and watched, between horror and fascination. Her master.
The woman rode on him hard and fast and he seemed to enjoy it. Then his eyes met Alice and he smiled at her. His hand went down the side of the bed and came back with a strap-on which he handed her. It was an invitation. And Alice wanted to be with him, more than anything else, even at the prize of this.
She fixed the strap-on and got behind the nameless one. Her master pulled her down on him and stretched her cheeks for Alice.
“Make her wet first”, he commanded – or that’s what Alice thought he wanted. She knew how he wanted it done, got on her knees and licked the other woman’s ass, probing it with her tongue, making her wet. And then she got up and thrust into the other ones ass. As if it was evidence. The other woman had forbidden her to make noise, yet the same rule didn’t seem to apply to her. She yelled as Alice pushed into her and yelled when she picked up her master’s rhythm. Alice revelled in the thought that she and her master were fucking her together, that she could do it and had done it. She didn’t try to manage the other woman, she only followed her master’s lead until the other woman yelled a little more and she felt her shaken from a powerful orgasm. Alice pulled out of her at a sign from her master and she got off him the same way. He motioned for Alice to come closer and then pushed her mouth on his cock. It was full of the juices of the other one, yet Alice took him in deeply and felt his lovely throbbing only seconds later as he pushed into her again and again. His sperm covered the sensation and taste of her juices.
There was a short silence after that. The other woman got up and started to collect her things while getting dressed.
“I have to go, my time’s up”, she explained. She looked at Alice, lying naked and exhausted on the bed.
“I’m Carol”, she said. “Just so you know. Nice to meet you.”
Alice smiled. “Nice to meet you, too.”
Carol nodded at Alice’s master. “Anytime again, chief!” she said, smiling. And then, she left.
Alice felt drained and confused. Her master pulled her up in his arms and pulled a blanket over them both.
“Good slut”, he said. “Well done”. And Alice felt happy.
Suddenly, Alice burst out laughing.
“I fucked her ass!” she said.
“You did”, said her master, smiling.
And they fell asleep.
He repeated the same ritual than before. He let his fingers glide over her shaved and smooth pussy, over her ass, her bottom, then over her back and neck and back down again, where he suddenly slapped her hard and without restraint. She tried not to move, and she knew she wasn’t allowed to speak. If she had been allowed, she might have thanked him.
She heard him open his pants and pull them down and felt him grab her by her hips before thrusting into her; her moist and hot pussy had been waiting for him ever since he had left it last time. One of his hands went up to her neck and held her down. “Mine”, he said. The first word he’d spoken since he’d come in. She loved his voice, loved what he said, love having his big cock where it was, loved being held down by him. She didn’t know if she was supposed to answer and therefore kept quiet.
He thrust into her, hard and deep, as if to underline what he had just said. Had she spoken, she would have screamed then “Yes, Sir, yours, yours, yours…” as the excitement of being fucked by him started filling her up. He pulled out suddenly. His fingers went over her pussy again, collecting some of her juice and using it on her ass before opening it with his fingers. He knew what he did, there was no hesitation and only seconds later, she felt his cock press into her other hole and fill it. His, she was his.
He leaned over her and she felt his weight on her back. She loved being corned and pressed down by him, feeling his skin and sensing his presence. His hand pushed her hair to the side before grabbing her head, forcing it down.
“You’ve missed this, didn’t you, my little slut?”
“Yes Sir”, I did, “she almost screamed. “Thank you sir, oh thank you sir," as he still fucked her hard and fast. His hand came down on her butt just a second later.
“I didn’t tell you to speak”, he said, calmly; but she knew he wasn’t happy.
“I’m so sorry, sir,” she said. He wasn’t thrusting into her anymore but still remained in her, just moving a little bit in order to be able to administer her punishment. His hand came down, again and again, and, with his last slap on her butt, he thrust into her again. Her skin ached and burned, his slaps weren’t tender and he knew what he was doing.
He pulled out of her and pulled her up. She didn’t see anything through her blindfold and tried to follow his moves, tried to show him how submitted and obedient she was. His presence made her happy and she felt ready for almost anything. He made her open her mouth with his finger which was followed by his cock. His cock. It had been so long since she had last had it… his wonderful, big, seemingly never-tiring cock.
“Do you take the blue pill?” she had once asked.
He had smiled at her. “No, I just know how to control. Control myself, control you. And that’s quite enough.”
And it was. As she felt his cock fill her mouth and push deep into her, she tried to open her throat and her eyes filled up with tears. She had trained for this, she hadn’t been able to handle his length the time before and felt ashamed for not serving her master well. He pushed into her, slowly and she felt his eyes resting on her. When he was buried deep inside her throat, he started pulling back again and while doing it, caressed her hair.
“Good girl”. The highest honour.
He pulled her up.
“Undress me,” he ordered. And she did, unbuttoning his shirt and taking it off and then going to down in order to take his shoes and socks. She loved, loved, so loved his body. As she got up again, he pulled her close into his arms, a gesture of tenderness. She leaned into his arms, breathing him in, feeling him, letting herself go into the happiness of being there. Being much taller than her, he had to lean down, caressing her hair and neck while doing so.
“Do you trust me?” he asked, almost in a whisper, as if it was a secret.
“Yes sir, I do”, she answered, feeling safe, warm and happy where she was. There was no punishment for speaking this time.
“That’s good”, he said, and she could hear his smile in his voice. “Then lay on the bed now, I’ve got something new for you.” He guided her down on the bed, into the position on her back he wanted. She heard him open his bag and tried to peak through her blindfold, but it was too tight. He came to the bed and took her wrist and that’s when she knew it was rope and that he was going to tie her up. They had talked about bondage but not used it so far. It was an exciting, new and scary thought for her.
“If I tie you up, you’re totally helpless. I can do anything when you’re there.”
“You can do anything anyway”, she had replied. And kept her fear in her stomach, along with the excitement.
She felt his hands on her, adjusting her position, then tying the rope around her wrist. His moves were calm, not hurried, yet never hesitant. He knew what he was doing. He then tied the rope around the bedpost, after having measured and allowed for a little space for movements, pulled it around the bed and the other bedpost before taking her other wrist and tying it down the same way. She was surprised by how comfortable and safe it felt. For a second or so, she tried to pull away and out of it. Impossible.
He sat down next to her, seemingly satisfied, his mobile phone in his hand. He put it down and put a hand on her tit, caressing it and then pulling its nipple.
“I like to see you like this…” he said.
And then, there was a knock on the door. She jumped. He got up and unlocked the door. She heard “Hi” and a kissing sound, before he closed and locked the door again. He sat down on the bed next to her head again.
“I prepped her up for you”, he said.
“Cute”, said the other voice. It was another woman.
Alice had always felt a profound distrust and disgust for other women. She had never even kissed another woman. She liked men, their cocks, their hardness, their strength, the feel of their skin, she liked being held und submitted by men, feeling their weight on her body pinning her down; she liked being penetrated and getting filled by them. For a long time, she had tried to ignore the demands of her master which consisted of opening up to other women and their bodies, of imagining being with one. Then he cornered her, as he always did, and there was no more running away. In the end, she had given her consent to an experience with another woman and him. The thought of him being there made it possible. Up until then, they hadn’t talked about it anymore, and she didn’t know when or who it was going to be; hoping against hope he might have let go of the subject. And there she was. If she had been allowed to speak, she wouldn’t have known what to say. She was tied down to the bed, naked and helpless and for a second, she felt like crying. Then she felt her master’s hand on her wrist and his voice.
“I’m here,” he said.
There were sounds of somebody undressing and the she felt her moving unto the bed. She straddled Alice who for the first time felt another woman’s pussy press on her body. She felt two pairs of eyes. She felt desperate. Had it not been for her master’s hand on her and his presence, she might have used the safe word in order to get away.
“So what’s the deal?” the woman said.
“You know the deal, you know the story,” he answered. “She’s all yours. Enjoy yourself. And make her cum.”
“I sure will”, the other one said.
She leaned down on Alice’s’ arms, bringing her head closer to hers. Alice tried to turn her face away.
“What’s so horrible about women?” the woman asked. “And why run away from a kiss?” she added. Alice felt her breath coming closer and a hand grabbing her hair as to stop her from turning away.
“In the end, it’s all lips, teeth and tongue. Let me show you.”
And upon this, she pressed her lips lightly against Alice’s.
“You see? Not so bad, is it? Now, you’re going to be good and you’re going to it yourself, like a good girl, like a good slut. I’m waiting.”
Alice knew when an order was an order. She fought it on the inside, but after all, the light kiss hadn’t been that bad. And she knew there was no other way around. She tried to close her senses and focus on her master next to her. And when she felt the other woman close enough, she had her lips meet her, kissing her softly and then starting to use her tongue, which was met with similar moves by the other one. It was easier than she had thought and – enjoyable.
The nameless one broke the kiss.
“You see, it wasn’t that bad”, she said. “Let’s look at the rest of you.”
And she started moving down along Alice’s body. Her hands on her skin, exploring mercilessly little by little, stopping upon discovering a scar, then moving on again. She got up and retrieved something from her bag. Coming back, she sucked and rubbed Alice’s breasts until the nipples stood up hard, and fixed nipple clamps on them, which made Alice wince and the woman slap her mouth.
“If you don’t shut up, I’ll use a gag ball.”
“Oh no, you don’t,” Alice heard the voice of her master before she had time to react. “Gag balls are off for her.”
“You said she was all mine”, the woman said.
“Within my rules and limits, yes. No gag balls. Full stop,” he said.
“Ok ok… “. There was some anger in the voice of the woman, but she got over it. “You’ll have to be quiet without a gag ball then, otherwise you’ll be punished”.
Alice nodded, relieved that the threat of the gag ball had been moved away by her master, relieved at how he had intervened. Her nipples ached and send little waves towards her brain, but she knew the real pain was yet to come. Meanwhile the woman continued to explore her body; her moves were intense, focused. Alice realised that her hands were different than the hands of her master; that the way they touched her was softer, yet just as determined. She had come to her pussy, stroked over it several times, exploring between her lips, almost dreamlike, lightly. Then Alice felt her mouth go down on her. A woman was eating her out.
The thought made her almost jump and try and close her legs. But again, she felt her master next to her. He pulled one of her legs between his, where she felt his hard cock against her skin, thus keeping her open for the other one. He lifted her blindfold and when the she was able to see, she saw him holding and directing the other woman’s head. He was in charge. In a way, it was him doing this to her. This thought allowed her to let it happen and to focus on what she was feeling; focus on the tongue that visited her, circled her clit; focus on the fingers of the other one who pushed into her. The tension on her inside started to grow, to fill her up and then she realised that the other one, the woman as she called her on the inside, was adding finger after finger, three, four, and the thump… and then pushed her fist into her.
Alice screamed while both pain and pleasure overtook her in a huge orgasm. The tongue that licked her never stopped and she was being stretched and filled like never before. When the first wave subsided, her master pulled her nipple clamps off, both of them with one hand and in one move, causing her to scream again. Wave after wave hit her until finally both her pussy and her nipples began to calm down while still pulsing.
The woman brought her hand to Alice’s mouth. Without being told so, Alice licked and sucked her clear, consuming her own juices. Her master untied her wrists and it was then that Alice realised how stiff and sore they were from the rope – she must have pulled too hard against it.
“Your turn now”, said the woman. “Eat my pussy.” And she moved up on her body, bringing herself close to Alice.
This was among the things that Alice had dreaded most.
“No pussy eating, please”, she had pleaded with her master. “I just can’t… I really can’t…” and he had smiled and shrugged. Would he save her now as he had with the gag ball?
She closed her mouth and turned her face away. Even though she wasn’t tied up anymore, she was still under their power and their control, and she knew there was still no running away. She smelled the other woman, she now saw her, and she looked at her. She wasn’t going to give up on this one. She wouldn’t do this one. She had said yes to the deal, but not to this part. Never! She turned her face away and tried to use her hands to push the woman off her.
“What the…” the other woman started saying as she was being pushed of. She hadn’t expected any insubmissiveness from the other master’s pet. Her master was over Alice before she could even think of doing more. Within seconds, he had turned her on her stomach, pinned her down with one hand and used the other one to hand his belt to the woman.
“If you don’t obey, you’re paying for it”, he breathed. “You don’t want it? Alright then, payback time. Make sure you’re not making any noise, or it will get worse.”
And the belt started whipping her. It turned the skin of her butt, back and legs into one mass of red, pulsing and painful nerves. She knew though how she had to behave when being punished. She mourned into a pillow when she really needed to and tried to focus on her body rather than the sheer pain. The punishment was hard and long, no one had bothered to count, but when they stopped, Alice was shaking and in tears. Her master pulled her close to him and held her as she was catching her breath and fighting back more tears.
“And now you apologize”, he said.
“I’m sorry. I do apologize”, Alice managed to bring out.
“You say ‘I’m sorry mistress’”, the woman said.
Mistress? But she had only one master. She looked up at him.
“No mistress here. I’m her master.”
“You said I could use her.”
“And you can. But that doesn’t turn you into her mistress.”
“Alright then”, she said, smiling. “Look here, little slut. You’ve never done this, and you don’t want to. You paid. I won’t force you. This time, I’m going to invite you. It’s your chance to test. You’ve paid for your right to stop or to not do it. But I think you should try it. I won’t force you, but” and there she lay on her back and opened her legs, “you should at least give it a try. You don’t know what you’re missing.”
Alice was torn on the inside and still feeling shaky from the whipping she had just received. She felt her master’s presence and knew how much she could please him if she did it – as every time she had managed to break one of the limits she had fixed herself. She moved between the legs of the woman. For the first time in her life, she looked closely at someone else’s pussy. This one was glistering from her juices. Her master followed her move and got close behind Alice, one hand on her butt, caressing her lightly.
And then she did it. She pushed her head between the legs of the other woman and pulled out her tongue. She tasted and smelled her femininity and her juices and she used her hand to open up and stimulate the other one.
“I can very well imagine how to do it. I can only not imagine doing it as such”, she had told her master. So she put her imagination to good use, visiting and circle the other woman’s pussy. Her master moved closer even and then pushed into her from behind. The joy of feeling his cock again… his thrusts… she followed his rhythm as he fucked her to push her tongue and fingers into the other woman. In the beginning, she had tried to avoid the other one’s juices, now she took it all. And when she felt the other woman starting to breathe harder and faster, her master thrust into her harder and faster as well. He put her hand over hers, making her push her fingers into both her holes until the other one mourned and trashed around. And then she felt her master’s orgasm on her inside, something she had particularly wanted and longed for. Realizing he was offering her a special gift and in reaction to his pulsing on her inside, she came hard herself, filled on the one side with cum and the other side with pussy juice.
Her master pulled out of her. Alice felt dizzy and cum drunk, the room spinning around her. She moved away from the other woman’s pussy and lay next to her. She hadn’t touched her breasts yet and didn’t want to miss out on them. They were soft, feeling them was intense. The other woman had taken her body, but she was taking it back now by discovering little by little what feelings and sensations were possible. She wasn’t disgusted anymore. Her master was watching, seeming pleased.
He moved over and on the other woman. There was the last test for Alice.
“Sir, I couldn’t bear you fucking another woman while I’m there”, she had said. And he had shrugged.
His cock was hard again already and he took her from the top as if it was an evidence for both him and her. He wasn’t one to hesitate.
“Come on, ride me”, he said and pulled the woman with her as he turned, all but pushing Alice aside who sat and watched, between horror and fascination. Her master.
The woman rode on him hard and fast and he seemed to enjoy it. Then his eyes met Alice and he smiled at her. His hand went down the side of the bed and came back with a strap-on which he handed her. It was an invitation. And Alice wanted to be with him, more than anything else, even at the prize of this.
She fixed the strap-on and got behind the nameless one. Her master pulled her down on him and stretched her cheeks for Alice.
“Make her wet first”, he commanded – or that’s what Alice thought he wanted. She knew how he wanted it done, got on her knees and licked the other woman’s ass, probing it with her tongue, making her wet. And then she got up and thrust into the other ones ass. As if it was evidence. The other woman had forbidden her to make noise, yet the same rule didn’t seem to apply to her. She yelled as Alice pushed into her and yelled when she picked up her master’s rhythm. Alice revelled in the thought that she and her master were fucking her together, that she could do it and had done it. She didn’t try to manage the other woman, she only followed her master’s lead until the other woman yelled a little more and she felt her shaken from a powerful orgasm. Alice pulled out of her at a sign from her master and she got off him the same way. He motioned for Alice to come closer and then pushed her mouth on his cock. It was full of the juices of the other one, yet Alice took him in deeply and felt his lovely throbbing only seconds later as he pushed into her again and again. His sperm covered the sensation and taste of her juices.
There was a short silence after that. The other woman got up and started to collect her things while getting dressed.
“I have to go, my time’s up”, she explained. She looked at Alice, lying naked and exhausted on the bed.
“I’m Carol”, she said. “Just so you know. Nice to meet you.”
Alice smiled. “Nice to meet you, too.”
Carol nodded at Alice’s master. “Anytime again, chief!” she said, smiling. And then, she left.
Alice felt drained and confused. Her master pulled her up in his arms and pulled a blanket over them both.
“Good slut”, he said. “Well done”. And Alice felt happy.
Suddenly, Alice burst out laughing.
“I fucked her ass!” she said.
“You did”, said her master, smiling.
And they fell asleep.
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