Triplet X Love Times 2 - Book 2 - Sex HighChapter 24: The Master's New Look & His Pet's Special Gift free porn video
Earlier that same day Lana walked the school halls with Hannah; being that they had this period free, Ana was busy being Patty's T.A. Somehow Lana and Hannah had fallen into an argument they'd been having for almost two months.
"I don't think she has anything against you," Hannah said, "and I don't think anybody could have told her that Ron prefers you're golden juices to hers. This is ridiculous Lana, ever since I told you that you've taken it to mean that's why she doesn't choose you."
"Come on Hannah, since she started her monthly torture parties she's taken four different other toys each month, besides her prized and precious two Ron and Amy. Every single member of our family, even Mom and Dad, have been her toys more than once, even the Wilson kids and other OHPF members have gotten the honor, yet she has never once chosen me!"
"I told you she has a very random way of choosing her toys and it deals with her appetite when she lets me know who to have ready. Like last month she was really hungry for some Wilson cunt juice and a Wilson cocktail, that's why she asked me to have the Wilsons over. And the month before that she had some incredible cravings for sweet and sour Chinese food, that's why she had me invite Le-Ann and Wei-Lu (she must have had a ton of their cunt and golden juices that night), and remember when she was dying to find out what soul food tasted like and told me to get her Jan and Aaron?"
"Just out of curiosity," Lana said coldly, "if the Mistress never leaves her torture room, how exactly does she let you know who to get her?"
"Oh," Hannah said smiling, "she has John's old Pocket PC. He wasn't using it anymore after Dad got us the PC cell phones and it was just going to waste so the Mistress got him to give it to her, promising to choose him every other month. She just emails me when she makes her choices, and between you and me, I think she is constantly watching us with the security surveillance program."
Lana rolled her eyes, but rather than argue simply said, "Can you please talk to her and get her to choose me. You're with her every single month keeping her video journals, she might listen to you."
"I'll try," Hannah said, "I actually know how you feel. Ron hasn't been giving me that special sort of attention either," her eyes showed strong pain.
"What are you talking about? The two of you are all but married, you have your own bedroom from which the two of you hardly come out, you get to be with him every month when the Mistress brutalizes him," Hannah shot her a cold stare and Lana added quickly, "recording everything I mean, and the two of you share every single class in school together, how can you claim he's not giving you special attention?"
"It's just that he hasn't been my vicious brutal master in months. Yeah, he's been my loving husband (you can say) but I miss my master. You know he's brutalized you more in the last few months than he has me? How many times has he had you on a chain now, even making you ejaculate more than once? You know he told me he loves you a lot, he considers you sort of my opposite, he says I'm his submissive that can occasionally be very dominating, but he says the 'Orgasm Queen' is his dominator that can occasionally be very submissive." She had a tear in her eye, and seeing someone approaching she made a quick turn and went the other way.
"What was that about," someone said angrily as Lana watched Hannah run. "You haven't been bugging her about talking to the Mistress again have you?"
Turning and seeing Ron she smiled saying, "You know how confusing it is talking to her about the Mistress? It gets damn frustrating sometimes."
"Well just leave her alone, this has really been working out just great for her and everyone she touches for that matter."
"Well I wouldn't know about that, since for some reason (that I am suddenly starting to understand a little better) I'm not allowed to touch her, and anyway, I'm not the reason she ran, you are."
"Me," Ron said raising his eyebrows, "what have I done?"
"Apparently it's what you haven't done; you haven't been giving her enough time lately."
"Please tell me you're kidding," Ron said.
"I had the same reaction, but apparently you haven't been acting like her Master lately. She says she's happy with you being, pretty much, her loving husband, but she's been missing her brutal master."
Ron seemed shocked by the revelation, but then thought out loud, "so that's why she's been so distant lately. Since the beginning she's been under orders to treat me only as her brother while in school, and at home I've been keeping her in the Mistress' bed chamber, I like that we are totally equal there, but I'd forgotten—"
"—that she doesn't want to be your equal," Lana said, "the whole point of having the Mistress stop by one night a month is so you can have a totally submissive Hannah 30 to 31 days a month."
"She should have told me," Ron said a little bitterly, "she knows I always want her to tell me when something is wrong."
"How was she supposed to tell you," Lana said a little annoyed by Ron's lack of logical reasoning, "Like you said, here in school she's under orders to just be your sister, 'please brutalize me more' isn't exactly normal brother/sister talk. In that bedroom of yours you have that ban on any dominant/submissive talk, and anywhere else she'd consider it a violation of her perfect submissiveness to be upset with how you choose to treat her."
"She could have had the Mistress pull my ear."
Lana gave him a wry smile and said, "and how was Hannah supposed to explain the Mistress knowing her most ultimate thoughts, they don't exactly get together for sisterly chats."
"So she got you to pull my ear," Ron said smiling.
"Yeah, she's a manipulative bitch, but would we want her any other way," Lana said smiling back.
"I have to do something to make it up to her." Ron said feeling both worried and guilty.
All this time, they had continued walking down the hall toward Dr. Lewis classroom (they had completed their Sex. Ed. training but they had offered to talk that day about their opinions on 'safe sex'); reaching the Sex. Ed. classroom, they found Dr. Lewis outside hanging a sign on the closed door.
"Class is cancelled today, thanks for your offer to help though," he said on seeing them. He looked somewhat sad.
Lana noticed something was wrong immediately and said, "Randy, what's wrong?"
"I just got a call from the hospital, Mabel is dead."
"What," Lana said, a tear coming to her eye, "but she was so much better, she's been out of isolation for months."
"She caught a new strain of pneumonia over night; it ate through what little was left of her immune system." Seeing Lana crying he said, "Don't cry girl, I'm not, it's not like we weren't expecting it, and it's not like Mabel isn't finally at peace."
"But it's so sad," Lana said, "and she was your only sister."
"Sad," Dr. Lewis questioned, "do you want to hear something sad," he said gravely, "You remember Lizzy?"
The memory of the mini-whore brought a smile to Lana's face, "How could I forget? "She said in an amused voice.
"Her, and her one month old baby are in the STD ward right now."
"What," Lana said shocked, "but she was totally clean!"
"And she stayed totally clean all the time she was my patient; she knew she wouldn't be chosen for any 'special' examinations by me if she didn't. However, as soon as the baby was born she celebrated its birth with an orgy in an unused classroom at her school."
"But I don't understand," Lana said confused, "if she was clean until she had the baby, why is the baby in the STD ward too?"
"Because she'd been breast feeding it," Dr. Lewis said grimly, "I had warned her against it, but she considered it an 'erotic' connection to her new son."
"Breast fee—" Lana seemed perplexed, "does a, what is she now, twelve year old even have milk to breast feed?"
"All mothers do," Dr. Lewis said starting to turn, "it's a natural part of having a baby."
Ron, who had been very silent up to now, saw Dr. Lewis was about to walk away and said, "Dr. Lewis, can I walk with you, I'd like to ask you something very quickly," throwing Lana, who seemed intent on following them a sharp look he added, "just between you and me?"
Taking the hint Lana stopped and said to Dr. Lewis, "call me if you need help with something, wake preparations, invitations, comforting, whatever, I'm there for you."
"Thanks Lana, but since this was expected, everything has pretty much been ready for some time; I will however get back to you on that offer for comfort. Come on Ron, we can talk about Hannah on the way to the car."
Ron shot him a shocked look but then continued after him as Lana turned around a few tears still in her eyes (whether for Mabel who was now dead, or Lizzy and her baby that now had to live through the horror, she wasn't sure) as she walked in the direction of the school library.
Early that evening, most of the Andersons were gathered in the family room and Lana said to Ron, "what happened to you after you left with Randy, you never showed up at 7th period?"
"I had to do a little shopping," Ron said.
"So what did you want to talk to Randy about?"
"Lana, there's a reason why I didn't talk to him about it in front of you."
"It can't be because it's a secret," Lana said annoyed, "because we don't keep secrets from each other."
"It's because it's private," Ron said coldly, "and privacy does still exist at times, even among us."
Lana shut up, knowing she wouldn't be able to beat that one.
Stan then said, "So what is everyone doing tonight? As you all know, Laura and I will be having dinner at the Carson Estate tonight so we won't be joining you and we're not really sure how late we'll be."
"Why don't we have a decent game night," John said to the others, "we haven't just hung around for a while now."
"I think we should have a decent rehearsal," Ana said, "We haven't had one since that beach opening bash a month ago."
"Actually," Ron said, "I think the four of you should spend this Friday night out," Ron said looking at his brothers and sisters.
Everyone looked at him sharply and Don said, "what do you mean away, and what do you mean you four?"
"I just mean," Ron said, "I think it would be nice for you to go out, have dinner at some nice junk food restaurant, or possibly pizza, and then see a good movie. When was the last time you did that?"
"Someone is trying to get rid of us," Lana said suspiciously, "What's up?"
"The evening is on me," Ron added smiling.
"Free pizza and a movie," John said, "in return for what?"
"You stay away until at least ten, and when you do come back you don't wonder what happened to anyone else in the family for a day." He threw Hannah, who had been looking at him curiously a dominant 'don't ask' look and she bowed her head.
Lana caught the look, and suspecting what it was all about said, "You know brother, pizza and a movie sounds good, but I don't think you need to pay to get rid of us, we can all find other things to do. I wanted to spend the night with Randy, he doesn't admit it, but I know he's really hurt and," turning to Ana, "didn't you want to spend another full night at Patty's?"
Ana smiled and said, "You bet I do!"
"Well," John said, "I can use the money for the pizza and movie, I can take Debbie, we haven't had a chance to be alone on a date in a while."
"I don't want to see any movie," Don said, "however, since John is going by the Wilson's to pick up Debbie, maybe he can grab Jason also and him and I can go bowling," he saw a lot of curious looks and he quickly added, "Harry is working tonight and Jason is the closest thing to a best friend I have, after you guys."
"So no one is staying for dinner," Amy asked a little cross.
"Looks that way," Ron said smiling at his brothers and sisters, "Amy why don't you and Pietro take the night off, after doing me a little favor later that is."
"And where exactly would we go," Amy asked.
"I'm sure you can find something to do," Ron said.
"So Ron," Stan said amused, "it looks like you've just manipulated everyone into leaving the place to you and Hannah for most of the night, I don't have to worry do I?"
"Absolutely not dad, I still remember what you told me last year, about playing nice with Hannah."
He threw Hannah a look and her eyes brightened with excitement at the thought of what 'nice' things Ron might have planned for her."
Around an hour later, Stan and Laura had left for the Carsons'; Lana, Ana, John and Don had left for their respective nights out, and Pietro and Amy were in their bedrooms waiting to do Ron his 'favor' before finding something else to do with themselves (or more likely, with each other).
He and Hannah were presently still in the Family Room and looking across at her, Ron said, "come here" she got up quickly and went to his side.
Ron was sitting in one of the recliners and he told Hannah, "sit here on my lap."
As she did so, he grabbed her by the hair and pulling her head back he said, "I'm going to make you say it today, you'll get absolutely no rest, you'll say it, or you'll die! That's a promise," and he suddenly grabbed a hand towel Hannah had noticed by the end of the table and plastered it on her face.
"What is that," Hannah thought to herself, feeling suddenly very strange, "oh, chloroform," she thought, just before passing out.
Ron picked up his cell phone and making a call said, "Amy, grab Pietro and come up to the family room, I need a special present gift wrapped and delivered."
Hannah's eyes opened very slowly, she had been hearing a sound somewhere for some time, it sounded like waves repeatedly crashing somewhere in the distance, over and over again she heard it, and there was a strong smell like the sea, the sound and smell were bringing shivers to Hannah's spine, she wasn't sure why, but possibly because she knew that they were not things normally found at home.
Hannah tried to move, but she felt herself totally restrained, where was she?
Finally opening her eyes, she tried to adjust to the surrounding light, but realized that it didn't help much because the red lights surrounding her didn't allow much range to see around, not that she would have been able to turn her head much to see.
Hannah had first thought she was lying on a bed with her arms and legs tied to the ends, she saw now that she wasn't even lying down, she was suspended in the middle of a room, or at least the middle of a circle of red light, somewhere, her arms raised high and attached to chains on the ceiling, that were attached to wrist restraints. Hannah's feet weren't touching the floor, but she was attached to the floor by strong bindings that were connected to ankle restraints on her legs. Hannah realized that there were also bindings holding her steady from both the right and left side (obviously connected to the walls of wherever this place was) these bindings were attached to neck, thigh and waist restraints.
"Are you totally awake BITCH!?!" someone asked from behind Hannah, "I've been waiting for you to join the party, I've been waiting to play."
Hannah felt a finger rammed up her twat and swirled around and around violently, it was then pulled out just as quickly as it had been inserted and Hannah could hear a finger being sucked somewhere behind her. "And waiting to eat," the person said.
Hannah felt the restraints on the right side of her body removed and someone stepped into view in front of her. As he stepped into the small range covered by the red lights, Hannah gave a shiver. The person was wearing an executioner's hood; he was wrapped around his arms, shoulders and waist by a crisscrossing leather belt that attached to a harness in his groin section. In the front of that harness was a gigantic cock extension larger than anything Hannah had ever had in her twat, and she had had some pretty big things in there at times.
The entire body of the man before her seemed to be covered in gruesome artwork; skulls, dead people, beheaded people, zombies, bats wolves, etc. and she couldn't see any eyes behind the holes of his hood. "He must be wearing black sun-glasses," Hannah thought nervously suddenly unsure if this could truly be her master standing before her.
The man growled at Hannah and she saw several missing and deformed teeth, "Do you know who I am?" He asked her viciously.
Hannah didn't know what to say, Ron neither had tattoos nor missing teeth, yet who else could it be if not him?
"I said do you know who I am WHORE!?!" SLAP!
Still Hannah kept quiet.
"I see I'm going to have to loosen you lips a little." He put his hand in a pouch that hung at his waist (like the Mistress' bag of goodies it too was attached to his belt) and pulled out some items, among them: two nipple clamps (these unlike others that Hannah was familiar with were shaped like scissors and could be either quickly or slowly tightened to increasing levels of pain) and a clit clamp with vibrator. He attached the first nipple clamp and rapidly closed it half way yelling, "WHO AM I BITCH!?!"
Hannah screamed and for a minute thought her nipple had actually been cut off. Gulping she said slowly, "I don't know who you are."
The man growled and attaching the other nipple clamp slapped Hannah twice across the face. He then proceeded to say, "I" SLAP! "AM" SLAP! "YOUR" SLAP! "MASTER" SLAP! "SAY IT!" SLAP!
Hannah didn't talk and the Master pulled her clit violently making it swell quickly, he then attached the clit clamp, which also remained attached to the area with a powerful suction and the Master powered the mini-vibrator in it. This sent constant stimulating vibrations directly into Hannah's clit, however, not enough to make her cum, only enough to keep her on edge forever if necessary."
"Now tell me who I am."
After a while the need to cum was getting so torturous, more so than any beating, that Hannah gasped out, "Master? You are My Master!"
"Damn right I'm your master, whore. And since you acknowledge I'm your master, you accept that I can do anything I want to with your body, any part of your body, I want. I can fuck your whore cunt," he stuck a finger in her twat again and started pumping. "I can lick your beautiful orbs," he started running his tongue around her boobs, "but more importantly," he said untying something from his belt, "I can use this on your pain hungered ass." He held a long rectangular paddle to her eyes and let her see that the word 'SPANK' was written on it in metal letters. He then showed her that on the paddle's other side the letters pushed out and the word SPANK appeared mirrored.
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