《BDSM Sex Stories》


 Chapter 1: Punished and Filmed

    <h4>Chapter 1: Punished and Filmed</h4>


    Getting homete, I made sure to turn off all the lights around the house. I wanted to make sure I snuck back into my room undetected. As I open my bedroom door, a feeling of dread settled over me before I even hit the light switch. The light slowly flickers on, and I jump when I see him.


    "Shit! What are you doing in my room!" I blurted, my hand flying to my chest. Where my visible cleavage is rising and falling. When I remembered what I was wearing, I immediately stopped breathing to avoid drawing attention.


    He noticed anyway. Lifting himself from my bed, he towers over me with intimidation.


    Giving me two thorough nce overs, his eyes heated with anger and something undetectable.


    "You''re going to ask me that? In MY house? Where in the hell have YOU been all night, dressed like such a whore?"


    Each shouted word was punctuated with a step towards me, causing me to back into the door by instinct.


    After the initial anger of hisment, I felt nervous. He was right in front of me now, towering over me at 6 foot 4. I wasn''t dainty by any means, with ample cleavage and a fat ass, I always drew male attention. I am tall and curvy, but his overall stature and maleness made me feel almost delicate. And easily overpowered.


    "I am a grown woman and have been for years, I can wear what I want and go out when I want. If you can''t stand it, I''ll move out!" I argued with him.


    I don''t care who''s dad he is, I do what I want.


    His dark eyes glowed into something almost animalistic as he reached for me. I hit the door trying to get back, but he grabbed me by the arms and pushed my face into the bedroom door.


    He pulled my skirt down, along with my panties. "You will learn to respect me under my roof, and you''ll learn tonight. Now be a good slut while daddy delivers his punishment."


    Daddy spanked my ass, hard. He delivered a quick session, alternating cheeks with a brutal force that made me cry out.


    "Oh god!" I gasped.


    He grabbed my hair and pulled my head back. "Not quite yet, but you will be calling for him soon. And if you beg sweet enough, I''ll find someone to fuck your ass while im in this tight pussy."


    The next p was delivered to my pussy, causing me to gush. Heughed darkly in my ear as I whimpered and shoved three fingers into my pussy. I was getting wetter by the minute and wanted nothing more than for him to keep pping my ass and pussy.


    "Please, stop!" I said, not meaning it one bit.


    That seemed to piss him off. Pulling his fingers from my pussy, he shoved those fingers down my throat, and I couldn''t help warm heat it sent through me.


    Daddy grabbed me by my hair and threw me on the bed. Standing over me he took off his shirt baring his long muscr body.


    Then came his pants and boxers, releasing his rigid angry cock. For a second, we just stared at each other, somehow, he had taken off my tank top and bra leaving me naked except for my skirt and panties around my knees.


    Daddy red at me, me on the bed totally naked and breasts heaving as I took in his form. He leaned over me menacingly, and smacked my tit, hard. I groaned and became so wet it was unbearable. He alternated my tits, lightly AND roughly pping them. Then he told me to turn over, ass in the air. I followed his directions, and he got up off of me and went to my nightstand.


    "Where is your vibrator? I know a slut like you has one. Don''t worry about lube, clearly your pussy will be enough for your punishment."


    Confused, I directed him to the bottom drawer where I kept my vibrating dildo. HUGE vibrating dildo.


    He came back behind me, caressing and then pping my ass.


    "Please fuck me!" I couldn''t resist any more I was so unbearably wet.


    Daddy sinks hisrge length into me, fucking me hard and fast. I screamed, at the dull pain and overwhelming pleasure of his unusuallyrge cock.


    He pulled me up by grabbing my tits tightly and continued to fuck into me. My eyes rolled to the back of my head at the hot feeling of his huge cock so deep, stretching me to the brink of pain. The pleasure was immeasurable. "Fuck me harder Daddy please, it''s not enough!" I cried.


    "You''ve got such a tight pussy baby, and it weeps so perfectly for me. Just think of how good it would feel to have me in your ass, and your dildo in your pussy. You will be full enough by then, won''t you?"


    I groaned at the graphic image and felt my asshole quiver with anticipation. Daddy must have thought that was hrious, because heughed raucously and pulled out of me in an instant.


    I feel forward onto my face when he released my tits.


    "Turn back around." Daddy ordered.


    I turned onto my back with my legs slightly parted. He pushed my knees up and started fingering my pussy again. I squirmed and moaned, quickly approaching orgasm before he stopped and reached for the vibrator. With a half-lidded gaze trained on him, I watched as he eased the vibrator into my pussy and put it on high.


    I cried out, grabbing my nipples and rubbing them hard.


    Daddy watches me with a sick grin on his face. He just watched me there, asionally pping my tits harshly. Leaning forward, he licked my pussy as the vibrator rattled me to the core. All I could do was twist my nipples while he ate me, and I was so so close to the edge. Then all of a sudden, Daddy smacked my pussy, and I came violently, screaming.


    "Oh, fuck Daddy!" Hearing me call him that threw him into action, grabbing my throat and lifting me up for a kiss. I moaned into his mouth and shook, my pussy quivering from orgasm. He tears his face away, hands still on my throat and turns me over, all while yanking the vibrator out.


    Daddy sank into my pussy again, and I shuddered from the sensitivity so soon after my orgasm. He pulls out and fucks me with his fingers.


    "Now it''s time for your punishment, you seem to be having too much fun for a naughty whore that broke curfew."


    Daddy takes those fingers in my pussy, releasing them and easing one into my ass. I stiffened, looking back at him with wide eyes. "What are you doi-"I started but Daddy smacked my ass, way harder than before. I cried out at that, and he shoved the vibrator back into my pussy.


    He was now three fingers in my ass, and I was moaning and shaking like a total whore. Just like he called me.


    Daddy grabbed my hair. "Now, rx baby. You will being just like that once I fit this cock in your tight ass, won''t you?" I knew he was right, and right at that moment of realization he pulled his fingers out of me and plunged his cock deep in my ass.


    I screamed out at the vition. I couldn''t do anything but take it, as he fucked my ass brutally. All the while the vibrator is deep in my pussy, still on the highest setting.


    It felt so good, and then Daddy released my hair and smacked my tit. Unable to speak, I let out a muffled groan. I could feel my orgasming but needed something to set it off.


    Daddy knew just what I needed and smacked my pussy. I fucking came with the vibrator in my pussy, and my Daddy in my ass. My walls all clenched, including my ass and Daddy came after the final wave.


    Pulling my hair he yelled in my ear. "Fuck, you''ve got a tight ass baby. I look forward to being the one to fuck if from now on."


    My eyes watering, he released my mouth and my hair. I fell forward onto the bed with his cum in my ass and passed out immediately.


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    I woke to someone''s hands, gripping my thighs and the sound of something wet. I looked down to see a dark head between my thighs,pping at my pussy.


    the hands felt soft and smallerpared to Daddy''s hands.


    I fully awakened to realize it was Mommy. I gasped and grabbed her head, and she plunged her tongue deep, swallowing my wetness.


    "Wha- what are you doing?" I asked, arching my back.


    She quirked a brow and bit my clit. I yelped and she plunged three fingers into my pussy, fucking them in and out.


    "Well, your Daddy told me about your disrespectst night, and suggested I follow up with my own punishment."


    Then she added a fourth finger. I groaned.


    "What kind of punishment?" I managed to get out.


    Mommy smirked. "You''re about to find out"


    before I knew it, she had her whole fist in my pussy.


    I screamed with pleasure and pain as she fucked withplete abandon.


    She moaned as my walls contracted around her wrist, and I was now pawing at my tits.


    My forehead beaded with sweat, and I rode her hand as she licked my clit.


    "Mommy, harder! Fuck my cunt, Im so wet for you."


    Mommy pped my clit, hard. "You don''t give orders, whore."


    I groaned on the verge ofing and twisted my nipples to aid it. All of a sudden, she pulled her hand out of, sucking her fingers one at a time.


    "What -"I started, but Mommy pped my tits, and I cut myself off with a moan.


    Just then, Daddy walked in. "I''m guessing you''re finished priming her for our evening together?"


    Mommy smirked, standing up to her full height. Her voluptuous tits were out, and she was in nothing but acy red thong. I reached up to touch her, but Daddy snatched my wrist, pinning it above my head.


    "Our evening?" I ask, nervous.


    They didn''t say anything as Iy there, writhing in need from myck of release. Daddy just held my hands above my head as Mommy left the room.


    "Tonight, we will be putting you to work. I think we will start a website, starring you. And whoever we decide to co-star you." I blinked in confusion, and he released my wrists. "Stand up. We are about to film the pilot episode."


    I followed his instruction, and hey on the bed. Just then, Mommy was back with some rope, a camera, and a stand for the camera.


    Daddy started setting up the camera, while Mommy came toward me with two strips of rope, one much longer than the other one. She took the shorter one and tied my hands behind my back, tightly. She took the longer one and wrapped it around my tits, holding and squeezing them together roughly. My tits protruded obscenely, and my eyes widened at the scene. I looked towards Daddy for help, but he just grins and takes my bound arms, adjusting me towards the camera.


    "Say hi to the camera, slut." He instructs. I nce at the camera and then back at Mommy, who was fastening a double ended strap-on to her front.


    "H-hello." I spoke to the camera nervously. Daddy was rubbing my swollen tits, and his hands trailed to my pussy. He yed with my clit and I moaned, my half-lidded gaze watching as Mommyes toward the show. Suddenly, she had a flogger and she flogged my thighs, lightly at first and then gradually increasing in force.


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    I groaned as Daddy dipped three fingers into my cunt, fucking me to the pace of Mommy''s flogging. The camera watched at my most vulnerable moments, and I felt trepidation even though the situation only made me wetter.


    I started grinding my hips to their pace, and Daddy added another finger. Mommy stopped flogging, and I found myself getting nervous at the prospect of Daddy fisting me with his muchrger hand.


    I gasped as he got rougher and attempted to close his hand. "Daddy, no! I can''t take it al-" Before I could finish, Mommy flogged my swollen tits causing me to scream. Daddyughed as he fit his whole fist in my cunt, fucking in and out at a pace I couldn''t take. I was now screaming in pleasure and pain, my pussy gushing so much cream it made sloshing noises every time he fucked me.


    "Ah! I need to cum Daddy, please! I can''t take it anymore!" I screamed. Mommyughed at that and Daddy tsked. "Sluts only get what they deserve baby, nothing more."


    As I reached the peak of release, Daddy pulled his hand out and left me there, unable toe. Again. I sobbed. I couldn''t even reach my own pussy to give myself release with my bound hands. I looked to Mommy and begged, "Please make mee, please I need it." She just looked at me writhing and gave me a sharine smile. "All in due time." I shook my head, my hair sticking to my temples from the sweat. Daddy turned me over onto my stomach, the pressure on my bound breasts excruciating. I groaned, but then Mommy started flogging my bare ass. That caused me to scream againbined with the pain from my tits. All of that disappeared, though, when Daddy plunged into my pussy with his big cock. My mouth opened in a soundless scream because Mommy kept flogging my ass as he fucked me. "Take this big cock, you dirty whore. I bet you enjoy the pain and pleasure, and soon you''ll be begging me to fuck your ass. I won''t give it to you if you ask baby, because bad sluts don''t get what they want." I couldn''t make a sound as he brutally fucked my hole, I was too overwhelmed by all of the feelings. Daddy quickly flipped us, with me on top riding him. My tits and pussy faced the camera, though I couldn''t see much with all of my hair in my face. I could only make out the movement of Mommy bringing the flogger down on my tits again. I cried out and my pussy clenched around Daddy''s cock, causing him to grunt. Although he was moving me on top of him at a ferocious pace, I moved my hips desperately trying to stimte my clit. I shook the hair out of my face and looked at Mommy. "Please help, I need to cum!" She shook her head and lightly flogged my pussy. My eyes bulged and I couldn''t speak, or moan, or anything. The worst part is that I still couldn''t cum. I rode Daddy harder to try to find release and couldn''t. He lifted me off his cock, and mmed into my ass. "Yes, Daddy, yes!" Mommy came to me, and shoved the strap-on into my cunt. Then, they were both fucking me and I had never felt so full. Mommy leaned forward andtched onto my swollen nipple, sucking it deliciously. I groaned, and stopped moving as they were doing everything I needed. When Daddy pulled out, Mommy plunged forward and vice versa. My pussy was gushing violently onto the bed and I got closer and closer to release. Before Daddy or me coulde, Mommy yelled out her release as she came. I red at her in jealousy, unable toe for I don''t even know how long. She pulled out of me and reached for the flogger again. My eyes locked on the camera lens as Daddy fucked my ass and Mommy mmed the flogger down on my pussy.


    My vision went white and I saw stars as I came. Daddy kept roughly mming into my ass as I came, squirting on his cock, the bed, Mommy, and even the camera. My vision came back as I rode out my orgasm, my pussy clenching on nothing. In my line of vision I caught Mommy looking at my cum on her tits, wipe some with her finger, and stick it in her mouth. She groaned and her eyes rolled back as she tasted me. "Oh my god." I groaned as I watched, all the while Daddy was increasing his pace in my ass. He yanked my hair and shouted in my ear. "I''ming you filthy whore, you like Daddy in your ass huh?" My head went back and I felt his warm breath on my ear, and his hot cum released into my ass. "Dirty slut, squirting all over your Mommy and Daddy. Let''s see how many cocks we can fit into this pussy and ass on the next episode. I have some friends that would love to try you out."


    He pulled out of my ass and my hole quivered from the abuse. He shoved me back onto the bed, and thest thing I thought of before passing out was, how the hell am I going to fit more cocks in my ass and pussy?

 Chapter 2: A Christmas Surprise

    <h4>Chapter 2: A Christmas Surprise</h4>


    "Are you all packed up babe? Dave asked as he checked over his own bags to make sure he had everything.


    "Almost. I''m just throwing in a couplest minute things. I''ll be ready in about twenty minutes." Erica responded with excitement in her voice. "I can''t wait until we''re snuggled up in front of a warm cozy fire drinking hot cocoa and wine!" She nced out the window and watched the first few snowkes of the iing storm begin to fall.


    "You best get a move on girlie. We want to beat the storm." Dave urged with a yful swat to Erica''s butt. She giggled and squealed dramatically. He gave her a deep tender kiss before he left their bedroom dragging luggage to the lobby of the apartment building.


    Forty-five minutester they were in their car heading for the mountains. The drive was a few hours but Dave hoped they would miss the worst of the snowing in and cut some time off their travel. He looked over to his beautiful wife. She was beaming from ear to ear. He thought she looked adorable with her soft white winter hat with a poof ball on the top and the matching gloves. She had arge cup of coffee warming her hands that she sipped slowly. She was the perfect picture of a snow bunny. The only disappointing thing was that she was wearing far too many clothes. It was going to be a long drive and he wouldn''t be able to tease her even once. Regret that he didn''t tell her to wear a dress was fleeting and selfish. Erica was five-two and one- hundred and twenty pounds soaking wet and she was forever cold. Even in the summer. She tucked her wavy blonde hair back behind her ear and smiled at Dave shyly.


    "What?" She asked, looking over herself to see if there was anything amiss.


    "Nothing, I just love you and think you''re adorable." Dave reached over and took Erica''s hand in his and squeezed it gently.


    "Stop it.." Erica blushed. She leaned over and nted a kiss on Dave''s scruffy cheek. When she pulled away she turned the radio on to a Christmas music station that was ying let it snow and she thought it couldn''t be anymore perfect. She settled back into her seat, pulled her legs up to her chest and busied herself looking out the window watching the snowfall.


    Several hourster they pulled onto a long winding driveway. It was lined with dense snow covered trees that stretched out as far as the eyes could see. About a mile down the driveway the trees opened up to a wide clearing. Arge cabin stood in the center with breathtaking views of the mountain range behind it. Erica gasped as they pulled up to the front of the cabin.


    "Oh my god Dave! It''s beautiful!!" Erica''s eyes grew wide taking in the sight. The two story cabin had floor to ceiling windows lining both the front and back walls. Each window was lined with soft white Christmas lights and silvery gand. Standing in the center of the front windows was a gorgeous 15 foot Christmas tree. It was already donned with lights and gand and ssy ornaments.


    Erica squealed as she jumped from the car. She ran over to Dave''s side just as he was getting out and she tackled him. She jumped into his arms and almost knocked them both over. She covered his face in kisses. "I love it, I love it, I love it!!" Sheughed freely as he swung her around before setting her down onto the snowy ground.


    "Okay baby, why don''t you grab a bag and head in, I know how cold you get. I will lug the rest of this stuff in while you check the ce out." He chuckled heading for the back of the car.


    Erica gasped when she walked inside. The cabin was gorgeous from the outside but the inside took her breath away. It was stunning. The mountain view out of the floor to ceiling windows. Therge firece was the focal point of the only solid wall. The whole cabin was decorated beautifully for Christmas. Very ssic rustic Christmas decor, tastefully ced throughout all the rooms. Erica couldn''t help but to stand in front of the widows looking out at the mountains. She didn''t think she would ever be able to pull herself away, but eventually curiosity overtook her and she wanted to see the bedroom. She wandered through the modern kitchen and up the stairs to the second floor. Most of the cabin had high vaulted ceilings but the bedroom was up over the kitchen leaving the living room with the open space.


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    When she opened the door to the bedroom her breath caught once more. There was a perfectly decorated tree in the corner of the room. A big king sized bed with soft warm cozy looking nkets. A smaller but no less beautiful firece on the wall by the door. Adorned with gand and candles, arge tv hung on the wall above. But the thing that caught Erica''s eye was the two person hot tub directly in front of a massive set of floor to ceiling windows looking out at the mountain view. She knew exactly where she nned to spend the night.


    Dave came up behind her carrying a few bags with him. He whistled as he took in the room. "Damn.."


    "That''s it, I''m never leaving." Erica teased. "You can forward my mail to the hot tub."


    Daveughed as he opened up his suitcase and started to unpack. "Well it''s a good thing that we rented it for two weeks and not just the one that we talked about. It will give us time to sell our apartment and put in an offer." He teased back.


    Just as they were finishing up there was a knock on the front door. "That must be the groceries, I''ll go bring them in. You finish getting yourself settled in sweetie. Maybe even fire up that hot tub. I''ll get things put away and start on dinner. How''s that sound?"


    "I love you more than life itself." Erica retorted as she put thest of her clothes away. "You''re too good to me, honey." She cooed as she began to look for her bathrobe.


    As Erica settled into the hot steamy water Dave brought her in a ss of red wine. "Here, I thought you might like this to help you rx after the long drive." He said as he handed her the ss. His eyes roamed over his wife''s petite naked body. She had golden blonde wavy shoulder length hair that she let fall loosely around her slightly angled face. Her smooth skin was slightly sunkissed from the regr tanning she had done. He couldn''t help but to notice her plump sensual lips as she touched them to the ss for a slow swallow. His eyes trailed down her exposed neck bobbing gently from the wine. He loved to kiss his way down her sensitive neck. She made the most delicious noises. He followed a water droplet as it ran down in between her firm perky breasts. They fit in his hands perfectly, like they were made for him. Her small pink nipples begged to be yed with.


    Erica sighed and turned from the windows. She saw desire in Dave''s eyes as he drank her in. She smiled shyly and instinctively covered her chest. "Aren''t you cooking something??" She questioned with a raised eyebrow.


    "Oh shit! Yes. Shit!" He replied as he trotted out of the room and down to the kitchen. Erica chuckled to herself as she turned her attention back to the windows.


    The rich aromas wafting up from the kitchen made Erica''s stomach rumble. She sighed and finally dragged herself out of the hot tub. She gave it onest longing look as she imagined the fun she and Dave would be having in there over the next two weeks. The thought made her blush as she threw on her robe and headed downstairs.


    Dave had his back turned and he didn''t notice her presence. He had soft music ying and was deep in concentration with the final touches on their dinner. Erica took a moment to admire her loving husband. His lean body moved with grace and confidence. He towered over her short stature but his height didn''t make him intimidating, especially with his slim build. His body was muscr but not overly so. He has a sculpted back and a firm rounded butt. Erica felt a little tingle as she watched him gracefully move about the kitchen. He turned around and caught her staring.


    "Keep looking at me like that darling and we aren''t going to get to this delicious dinner that I have just spent thest hour cooking." He teased with a knowing smile.


    "Maybe we should just skip to dessert.." Erica breathed as she slid off her bathrobe.


    Dave''s breath caught in his throat. His eyes took in the sight. Erica stood before himpletely naked and vulnerable. Her eyes were cast down and goosebumps covered her body despite the warm temperature in the cabin. He turned off the stove and crossed the room in seconds t. He wrapped his arms around her small frame and kissed her passionately. His kiss was soft and gentle. His tongue softly prodded asking permission to enter her mouth. Erica opened granting him entry. Dave''s hands roamed her firm body. His fingers brushed against her hardening nipples. He lifted Erica up and she wrapped her legs around him. He carried her over to the couch andid her down softly. His mouth explored leaving a trail of kisses down her body. She ran her hands through his shaggy brown hair as she arched her back. His mouth found her nipple and he teasingly circled it with his tongue before mping down causing Erica to moan loudly.


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    Dave pulled away long enough to strip off his own clothes and free his rock hard length. Erica ran her hand down him and wrapped her hand around his girth and slowly began to stroke him. Dave moaned loudly and positioned himself over Erica again. His mouth found hers once more kissing her deeply. Erica moaned and ran her hand down his back pulling him in closer to her.


    "Do you wanna feel me inside you baby?" He breathed into her neck, trailing kisses down to her shoulder.


    "Oh god, yes please.." Erica whimpered.


    In one motion Dave found her warm inviting entrance and buried himself deep inside. Erica cried out and lifted her hips to meet his thrusts, taking him in even deeper. As he pumped into her he groped her firm tits and yed with her nipples gently, rolling them and twisting enough to make her groan and roll her head back. He lifted her leg up and held it for better ess as he plunged even deeper into her. With this new angle he was able to circle her clit softly with his thumb as he pumped in and out, building up a nice rhythm.


    "You''re so beautiful when you take my cock." He mumbled more to himself than her. He continued circling her clit in tight circles bringing her closer and closer to the edge. With one more hard thrust Erica felt her orgasm wash over her. Her walls mped down around his rigid cock squeezing him tightly.


    "Oh fuck, yes." She cried out as her body stiffened. Dave continued rubbing her clit until he worked everyst spasm out of her.


    He pulled out of her and repositioned them so that way she was leaning over the back of the couch and he entered her again from behind. Dave swept her hair to the side and kissed her neck right below her ear softly. He trailed kisses down her neck leaving goosebumps in their wake. He picked up his speed pushing in and out of Erica''s tight pussy. His hands wrapped around her and cupped her perky tits. He fondled them gently and squeezed them softly.


    "Your tits are so fucking perfect baby." He murmured as he nibbled her earlobe. His thrusts became more forceful and hitting even deeper, making Erica cry out her husband''s name. Dave felt his balls tighten as he neared his own climax. He gave her onest thrust as he gently bit into her neck and emptied himself inside of her. Erica''s pussy mped down around Dave''s pulsing cock as they both climaxed. She milked everyst drop out of cum out of him with her clenching walls.


    Dave stayed inside of her for several moments while they caught their breath. Finally he pulled his softening member out of her warm pussy with a bit of a sigh. "I wish I could stay here all night..." He said wistfully. "But, we really should get to that dinner before it''s ice cold." He kissed her shoulder as he pushed up off of the couch.


    Erica sighed and followed Dave into the bathroom to clean up before they sat down for dinner. This time when they came downstairs Erica had on a cozy pair of sweats with fuzzy slippers. Simrly Dave was dressed in a pair of loose gray sweatpants and a fitted ck tee shirt.


    Erica went to the cabs and took out tes and sses while Dave went to the stove and began removing the lids. They made their tes and sat down at the small table in front of a set of windows where they could watch the snowfall. They sat infortable silence for a while just enjoying each other''spany and the delicious food that Dave prepared. He had made a chicken parm with pasta, sd, and garlic bread. They paired it with a bottle of Merlot and Erica was already on her second ss.


    "I think this is the best idea you''ve ever had Dave. I can''t believe we get to spend Christmas here, just the two of us. This couldn''t be any more perfect." Erica beamed as she sat back and finished off her ss of wine.


    Dave had been nning the trip for a few months. He had gotten the idea after he stumbled onto his wife''s search history on herptop one day. Of course she didn''t know that, but she would soon enough. He looked over at his shy modest wife and remembered the list of videos he had discovered and gave her a cocky knowing grin. She simply smiled back unaware of his ns for her these next two weeks.


    If he was being honest with himself he was taken aback at first. He couldn''t imagine his shy vani wife watching things like that. There was video after video of women getting spankings. Always naughtydies getting punished for some misdeed. Dave hadn''t been prepared for the effect that the videos had on him either. The more he watched women getting their bottoms reddened the harder he got. He found something very erotic about how much trust the women had in their partner.


    He has been nning for Christmas Eve night ever since. He knew exactly what he wanted to do. He had been doing extensive research into all things spanking and BDSM. He wanted to make Christmas perfect. He was going to fulfill his wife''s deepest desires and bring her fantasy to life. He knew he was going to want a romantic setting andplete privacy, so what better way to get that than in a remote cabin in the mountains over Christmas? It was the perfect cover and Erica was none the wiser.


    "I''m d you''re happy, baby. I do have to admit it''s even more perfect than I could''ve imagined." He smiled at her as he got up to clear their tes. He kissed her forehead on his way to the sink. They spent the next half an hour cleaning up from dinner before settling in front of the fire for the night.


    The fire was burning bright and the towering Christmas tree was lit up and twinkling. Erica wasying with her head on Dave''sp as he stroked her hair. The snow fell softly and the world outside was quiet.


    It didn''t take Erica long to fall asleep after her third ss of wine. Dave continued to stroke his sleeping wife''s hair as his mind wandered to all the fun ns he had in store for them over the next two weeks. He hadn''t felt this excited since he was a kid on Christmas Eve. He wasn''t sure he could wait for Christmas toe before he surprised her with his gift. It was only a couple of days away but it felt like eternity.


    Finally he woke up his sleeping wife enough to get her up and into bed where they made slow sleepy love before drifting off to sleep in each other''s arms.


    The days leading up to Christmas passed quickly and were filled withughter and love making. They baked endless batches of cookies and Christmas treats. They enjoyed reading together by the fireside and several rounds of sensual sex in the hot tub.


    Christmas Eve morning Dave woke up before Erica. Hey there and watched her sleeping peacefully for a few minutes. The nkets were pulled down exposing her tender breasts. They were perfectly round and firm. Time had yet to soften them or make them droop. He ran azy hand down the side of her breast causing her to moan softly in her sleep. He grinned as his hand trailed down her t stomach making his way down to her mound. She furrowed her brows slightly but didn''t stir. Dave lifted the nkets and ventured underneath.


    His tongue found her delicate folds and gently ran through them up to her sensitive clit. He teased her with his tongue, circling her little bud until it grew and became engorged. Erica moaned as her eyes fluttered open. "Good morning to you too." She murmured as she gripped the nket in her hands and arched her back. Dave chuckled, the vibrations tickling her clit. He continued his administrations, switching from long slow licks through her folds to pointed tight flicks over her swollen bud. He licked his way down to her wet entrance, stiffened his tongue and inserted it into her. She gasped and bucked her hips up, giving him better ess. Her juices flooded his mouth and he drank them down like a man in the desert. He groaned and licked his way back up to her needy clit. He reced his tongue with his fingers and slowly pumped in and out of her. He continued to lick and suck on her clit until her body went rigid and she was overtaken by an orgasm. He continued to lick her until everyst spasm and aftershock was over. Once she wasying there panting and spent, he kissed his


    way up her bodynding on her mouth.


    "Mmm, do you want me to return the favor?" Erica asked in between soft sensual kisses.


    "No love, I just couldn''t help myself, you looked good enough to eat." He replied with a cheeky grin. "So I did." He shrugged as he sat up and headed to the bathroom.


    "Merry Christmas Eve to me I guess." She called out behind him, flopping back down letting out a satisfied sigh.


    Erica heard the water turn on in the shower. She peeled the nkets back and made her way to the bathroom. Dave was already under the steamy water when she walked in. She opened the ss door and stepped into the spacious shower with him. Erica wrapped her arms around Dave from behind and kissed his shoulder de. She continued to nt soft kisses all over his upper back and shoulders. Dave''s body rxed and he allowed his head to droop. As the water cascaded down his body Erica licked the droplets off of his back. She traced her hands down his firm stomach until she found his hardening length. She wrapped her hands around his base and slowly began to stroke him.


    "I told you, you don''t need to repay the favor, baby." Dave''s voice rumbled from deep inside his chest,ced with growing need. Erica reached for the body wash and the pouf ball and began tother up his back. Slowly she covered him in warm soapy suds. She took her time with his back sensually working the soap up into ather. Erica worked her way down his body, washing his muscr glutes before making her way down his sculpted legs. Once she was done washing his backside she told him to turn around. She rinsed and rethered the pouf and began washing his defined chest. She was slow and teasing, working her way down his body. She circled his sensitive nipples causing a groan to escape his lips. Her thumps teased them slightly, making them hard. She allowed the water to wash the soap away then flicked her tongue over the hardened peakspping at the water droplets. Dave rolled his head back and closed his eyes. As her tongue teased his nipples her hand worked the pouf down to his thick hard cock. Shethered him up slowly, kissing her way down his stomach as she dropped to her knees. Erica filled her hands with body wash and rubbed them together making a nicether. She took his already hard cock into her hands and slowly started stroking his length with one hand and washing and massaging his balls with the other. She ran her thumb over the tip and was rewarded with precum drooling out onto her finger.


    After she was sure he was thoroughly cleaned, she rinsed the soap off of him making sure to not miss a spot. She smirked up at her handsome loving husband before she wrapped her lips around his impressive girth. He let out a hiss and braced himself on the shower wall. Erica swirled her tongue around his head andpped up all the precum off of his slit before gliding her mouth down taking him into her mouth fully. She wrapped her hand around his base and began to stroke him as she slid her mouth up and down on his cock. She took her time, teasing him and working him slowly, unrushed. She wanted to taste every inch of his length, savor it. She ran her tongue all along his shaft hitting his sensitive spots. As she began to pick up speed she made sure he was nice and wet.. allowing her saliva to coat his cock and run down to her tits, getting washed away under the water.

 Chapter 3: Daddy’s Slut Gets Trained for DP

    <h4>Chapter 3: Daddy''s Slut Gets Trained for DP</h4>


    I''m standing in the dimly lit bedroom, watching Daddy in anticipation as he wraps each of my wrists in their own section of rope. Excess rope dangles down alongside me, made long on purpose to tie me down. My eyes stay locked on him as he''s focused on getting a few toys ready.


    Earlier, when I got home from work, Daddy ordered me to take off my panties. And, to best prepare for "training", to wear myrge, jewel butt plug. The feeling of being plugged all evening, waiting for him to use me as he wants has made my pussy dripping wet and fucking aching.


    Now all I''m wearing is my leather cor and a tiny pink tank top, which Daddy pops my tits out over the top of so they''re exposed and essible. He stands in front of me, eyes darting all over me, admiring his little fuck toy. I love his attention, so I give a cheeky smile, grab my tits and yfully rub and push them together for him.


    "Okay. Toward the bed, my little slut. Let''s see if you can make Daddy proud, hm?" He moved behind me and bends me over at the end of the bed, onto the mattress. His touch is firm but still gentle, and I can''t help but feel a rush of excitement knowing he will use me however he pleases.


    It''s a lower bed, so my upper half sits low and my ass is up high. My arms crossed beneath me to slightly hold myself up. My mind races while I patiently wait as he finishes getting everything ready. I want to prove to him what a good little slut I am.


    Daddy''s standing up and close behind me. He gives my ass a firm grab and spreads my ass cheeks, taking a good look at my pussy and plugged asshole. His energy feels... primal.


    He starts pressing firmly on my plug and faintly tracing over my pussy lips. "Mmm, I can just tell how needy these holes are." I needed to feel him inside me.


    "Mmmph... I''ve been such a horny girl today Daddy!! I need release sooo badly..." I look back at him and give my ass a yful little wiggle.


    "I know, so be a good slut for me and you''ll get it" He stops his teasing and gives my ass a firm p. I bite back a moan, almost hiding just how aroused I am by the sting of his p.


    He grabs the rope that''s tied around my left wrist, and pulls the excess toward the end corner of the bed. He ties the loose end into a metal loop attached to the bed frame. He does the same with my right wrist to the opposite corner. He left a little wiggle room in movement, but not enough to reach myself.


    With my wrists and arms extended out to the sides, I can''t hold myself up anymore, so my chest and face are flush against the mattress. With my feet on the floor and my ass up high, he spreads apart my legs with his feet and keeps them there, so my legs stay apart and both my holes stay essible.


    He pulls out duct tape and ces a wand between my legs, snug up against my clit. He tapes it to my thigh, keeping it in ce, but he doesn''t turn it on yet...


    Daddy grabs the big pink dildo and, as he stands behind me, I feel him start to tease my aching pussy with it.


    "Mmm, that''s a good girl, you''re dripping wet for me. I''m sure you''d love my cock to slip into you right now, huh?" He teases, as he pushes the dildo in me a little more, causing me to let out a faint moan.


    "I, I always want your cock inside me, Daddy." Of course I do. But any attention from him to my needy little, exposed cunt still feels so good... especially with the butt plug still in.


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    His feet are nted on the insides of mine, his legs pressed snugly against the back of my thighs. There''s no way I can squirm myself out of being pinned like this.


    He presses and wiggles my jewelled butt plug again, before he tugs at it to pull it out, but therge plug resists. "Such a tight little asshole. I think it would look best if it was gaping from a hard fuck, though. Hmm?" He teases me with his words as he keeps slowly pulling it. I start to feel my asshole releasing it.


    After he pulls it out, he immediately shoves the full dildo into my wet pussy, making me gasp from sudden pleasure.


    "Well, one hole is full. Can you be a good slut and take my big fat cock in your ass, too?" He starts teasing my unplugged asshole with the tip of his cock.


    "Oh please Daddy, yes! I need to feel you stuffed inside me" I beg. I''m desperate to show him what a good slut I am.


    He smacks his cock on me a couple times and starts to enter himself inside my tight little ass. Therge butt plug helps prepare me for his big, thick cock, but he''s still a lot to take. "Oh fuckkk, thank you, it h-hurts.. but, but it hurts so, good Daddy," I say in between breaths.


    I let out a deep exhale and start to rx as I feel him nearly all the way inside me, his thrust plunging the dildo deep inside me, too.


    "Gooood girl," he praises, "now take it all for Daddy." I feel him plunge the rest of himself in, making me whimper and moan in pleasure from twopletely stuffed holes.


    "Good job, you little slut, taking this big cock so well..."


    He reaches down and flicks the wand on.


    "Oh my fucking god!!" I cry out. The sensations of everything is fucking intense, but I''m in absolute bliss.


    He slowly starts to thrust his big cock in and out of my ass, fucking me hard into the mattress below. "Fuck, I can feel just how full I''m making you." He grunts out. The feeling of being stuffed so full is intoxicating, making my mind go nk from how good it feels. And with the wand? Holy. Fuck.


    "Let me watch your face as you fucking take it" he demands while grabbing a fistful of my hair, jerking my face up off the bed toward him, while thrusting roughly into me.


    "Greedy girl, you need both holes stuffed, don''t you?" He knows I am in absolute bliss. I nce back to him and eagerly nod. "Mhmmm, t-thank you!" I blurt out.


    His thrusts are getting faster and more rough. The sensations of having the wand pressing firmly against me, continuously vibrating my clit l, while also stuffed so full is almost overwhelming.


    "Fuckkk... Daddy its - so - intense!!"


    He lets go of my hair, dropping my face back into the bed and grabs my hips with both his hands, fucking me even harder.


    I feel my ass bounce with every pump and my sensitive nipples are being dragged underneath me from how hard he''s fucking me. Each thrust mming his cock and the dildo deep into me.


    Biting my lip, I move my face to its side and I look at him helplessly. "Daddy, daddy! Fuck, oh my god, that''s gonna make me cum!"


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    "Do it, cum for me. Prove to me how much you fucking like this." he orders.


    "Ohhhh god.. Fuuckkk" I moan out. He stays fucking me in perfect rhythm, I go from holding my breath to breathing hard. "please - please don''t stop!!" My body starts to melt, my eyes roll back and waves of fiery pleasure release throughout me. My stupid slut mind is entirely nk. Right now, I''m just his restrained little toy, nearly paralyzed from the pleasure.


    The vibrator on my clit, the dildo in my cunt and his cock in my ass quickly be too much for my still pulsing, sensitive pussy.


    "Please, oh my fucking god it''s getting too intense!!" I start to desperately move my hand in attempt to turn off the vibrator, but my tied wrists can''t reach. He loves watching me desperately squirm and whimper.


    But, I''m starting to slump down in attempt to twist my waist and somehow reach the wand. "Don''t fucking move!" he growls, pulling my ass up high again with both hands on my waist and keeps fucking me hard. His energy is so animalistic and I am drowning in overwhelming pleasure.


    I take a deep breath. "Fuckk. Oh my god - I might cum again!" Another wave of intense pleasure starts to hit me.


    "Good. Cum again for me, you little slut." His hands still on my hips, thrusting deep into me. "Show me that you love this. Cum for Daddy right now."


    "Ohhh my goddd" My tied hands grip the nket beneath me and I cum fucking hard again. My slut brain goes nk as my body turns into a puddle, the only thing holding me up are his hands at my hips.


    "Gooood girl" he grunts out with another rough thrust, before plunging himself deep inside me. He holds it there, filling my abused little asshole with his massive, hot load of cum.


    He stays there a moment, I''m breathing heavily with the wand still vibrating my sensitive, extremely swollen clit.


    He pulls himself out of me and steps back, unpinning me and letting go of my hips. He reaches down to turn off the wand. The relief from intensity makes me copse at the end of the bed.


    I''m nearly breathless andying at the end of the bed like a well used little cum slut. "You took it very good for me, baby"" He gives my ass a light p. "Thank you daddy... that felt... so fucking good..."


    He pulls at my cheeks to admire my gaping, fucked asshole, dripping with his seed. "Your holes look so good when they''re swollen and gaping from a rough fuck." His praise andpliments makes me feel like a very satisfied little toy.


    He slowly unties me, takes the tape and wand off me and gives me a few forehead kisses.


    He helps me up off the bed and gives me a big squeeze. "Well, now to find a lucky someone to double stuff you with me, hmm? I think you''ve earned it..." I give him a cheeky little smirk, and we go get cleaned up.

 Chapter 4: Caught in the Dorm and Punished

    <h4>Chapter 4: Caught in the Dorm and Punished</h4>


    The corridor is cold and draughty as we stand there, silently, hands on our heads, legs shoulder-width apart, waiting for the Headmaster. At least Matilda still has her nightie on, I think, spitefully. As soon as his study door opens he''ll see my goosebumped skin, my nipples standing out like bullets, my nakedness exposed for his cold, searching eyes to devour. It''s all her fault. Bloody Matilda. It''s her fault we''re standing here, waiting for Miss Dodds to exin just how much we need punishing. Just how much we deserve. Just why she''s had to fetch him away from his quiet evening by the fire to deal with us.


    Oh, he''s going to be really furious.


    I risk a nce to my right, but Matilda is looking straight ahead. Her stare is fixed, her breathing steady, but I can tell she''s seething too. Her perfect record, ruined. At least it will give me some satisfaction to see - and hear - her get her first punishment. Sadly, I can''t say the same for myself. I''ve been here far too often.


    And then I remember what he said thest time, when I''d been caught giggling at prayers in Chapel. When he put me over his knee, right there in the nave, my pinafore up around my armpits and my knickers round my ankles, and spanked me with a hymn book. Each word punctuated by blow of the hard leather-bound volume on my tender bum:


    "If...[SMACK]...I...[SMACK]...ever...[SMACK]...have...[SMACK]...to...[SMACK]...punish... [SMACK]...you...[SMACK]...again...[SMACK]...you''ll...[SMACK]...NEVER...[SMACK]... forget...[SMACK]...it...[SMACK]...as...[SMACK]...long...[SMACK]...as...[SMACK]...you... [SMACK]...live!"


    Oh no, this is going to be horrible.


    *****


    I don''t mean to be bad. It''s just that, sometimes, I get carried away. Like tonight. We were talking about the visiting speaker we''d had that evening, to give us our enrichment lecture. We often have visiting speakers to our college for youngdies, to help broaden our horizons and help us understand the wider world. Mr Roberts was a very clever man, a graduate from Oxford University, who edited a prestigious History publication. He gave us a lecture about working in publishing, the importance of studying hard, and how important it was for each of us to make sure we were being a "good girl" in college. There was something about the way he said "good girl" that made several of us shift in our seats. An arch of his eyebrow, the way he scanned the room, something inside him that sent a little frisson through the room. More than one of us had a little flutter inside us at the thought of this older man calling us his good girl, and I certainly felt it too when his eyes met mine.


    He held my gaze, just a moment longer than wasfortable, and then, just for a moment before he looked away, he licked his lips. I know he was probably just moistening them so he could speak more clearly - he had been going for half an hour already - but in that moment I felt myself melt inside. I imagined that tongue moistening my lips...and not just in a French kiss. Oh, I feel so dirty admitting it! But I imagined his tongue pushing apart the lips of my most private ce, flicking up over my special little button and giving me all those feelings that I''m told are so wrong but which feel so right! Oh, for an older, experienced man like him to sweep me up in his arms and do all the things that men do to girls, to me...oh, what I wouldn''t give for him to teach me those things! To see his...his...his cock. His penis. His dick. Oh...to touch it. To feel it. To taste it...


    As you can imagine, I didn''t really take in much of the rest of the lecture. And there was only one topic of conversation when we were back in the dorm before lights out - who would be able to get work experience at the prestigious History journal so we could be Mr Roberts'' personal assistant! We were giggling and talking about how we''d wear short skirts and unbutton our blouses so when we bent over he''d get an eyeful...and how he''d put his hand on the back of our legs and guide it upwards...and how he''d bend us over his desk to give us a good seeing to...lots of the girls wereughing, but I kept picturing his tongue moving over his lips, his hands and fingers flexing, and the shape of his hips. And I got that familiar tingle deep inside. We were all tucked up in bed, and my hand crept down under the covers, finding its way between my legs. Oh...I was already soaked! Without even really thinking about it, my fingers crept inside and I began to curl them up and down, that familiar motion building my excitement, my other hand joining in to move in circles over my little button, my eyes closing, thinking about him, his experience, his strength, his power, how he would just take me, use me, hurt me...


    "Lucy? Are you WANKING?"


    I froze. Matilda''s voice was like a siren ring through the dormitory. My eyes snapped open and I saw the other girls staring, hands pped over their mouths. I saw Matilda, pointing at me...but looking at the doorway. I followed her gaze and there, framed in the corridor light, was our formidable Housemistress, Miss Dodds. White haired, ancient, steely-eyed and constantly angry, she used the crucifix she always wore like a talisman to root out immoral behaviour wherever it lurked. And now, staring at me, she had found it. Again.


    In five short strides she was across the dormitory and ripped my coverlet back, revealing the sordid truth: my right hand with two fingers buried up to the knuckles in my sopping wet slit, my left hand frozen on my engorged button, the slick sheen of sticky juices clearly visible on my hands and my thighs. She may as well have been Medusa, for I was frozen like a statue, unable to move, blood pounding in my ears, a flush of mortification blooming up my neck and into my cheeks, the horror of my predicament exposed for all to see.


    "Stand," shemanded. Like a marite on strings, I obeyed. "Remove your nightgown," she hissed, her words forcing their way out through teeth gritted so hard they could have been used on icy roads. I obeyed, shivering naked under the gaze of my dorm mates. I dared not look up to see their looks of horror, of disappointment, of amusement, of disgust. I was so ashamed. But her next words made it even worse: "hands on your head. You dirty girl, you clearly can''t be trusted to keep them off yourself, so they''ll stay there until the Headmaster has seen you himself. Now go and stand in the corridor." And off I padded, my bare feet on the cold tile, naked and embarrassed beyond words, my hands sped in my tousled red hair.


    "And as for you, Matilda, yournguage is simply uneptable. You are youngdies, not dockers! You will join Lucy in receiving the Headmaster''s punishment."


    I heard her start to protest, beginning to argue: "But Miss Dodds, she was..." before she sputtered into silence. I could have told her that arguing only made it worse, but Miss goody-two-shoes Matilda had never been in trouble before, never even had ate mark I''ll bet. And now, thanks to her shouting the odds, I''m for it, so I''m secretly d that she''ll be getting a taste of what it feels like to be me. She deserves it, the nosy little...no, I''d better not. Even here.


    *****


    And so, we ended up here. Standing outside the Headmaster''s office, awaiting his sentence. Miss Dodds had to go and fetch him from his quarters, where he was entertaining our guest lecturer. He was going to be fuming to have his evening spoiled! I imagined his face, darkening with fury as Miss Dodds exined what had happened. And when he heard it''s me...oh my goodness. A little shudder ran through me.


    And then, another thought urred to me. Oh no...surely Miss Dodds wouldn''t have told the whole story in front of his guest? In front of that intelligent, powerful man with the strong hands and the captivating eyes? Surely not. Surely she would have waited before telling him she''d found one of the senior girls...pleasuring herself...in a shared dormitory. What would he think? No. No. She wouldn''t have. It would be too embarrassing.


    And then, the study door creaked open.


    I felt myself stiffen, and heard Matilda''s breath catch next to me. Here ites, I thought to myself.


    "Come in," came the Headmaster''s voice, dripping acid from every syble. "Both of you."


    Matilda led the way. I saw her trembling as I followed her. We kept our hands on our heads, as instructed. I felt the cold, tiled floor of the corridor give way to the soft, luxurious carpeting of the Headmaster''s study. I took in the dark wood panelling, the shelves lined with heavy, leather-bound volumes. The huge Victorian desk, an expanse of wood with a leather-lined panel for writing, an ornate fountain pen lying next to a sheaf of thick papers. And there, behind the desk, was the Headmaster. In his seventies, surely, white haired, with tiny half-moon spectacles on his hooked nose, his ill-fitting brown suit cloaked in a ck academic gown, the mortar board, as ever, atop his balding head. His cold, cold eyes boring into us both as we took our ce in front of his desk. And,id out in front of him, the tools of his trade: paddle. Tawse. Strap. Belt. Cane.


    Oh no. We were for it now.


    We took our ces in front of him. Hands on our heads, legs a shoulder-width apart, eyes straight ahead. Matilda in her nightie, me as naked as the day I was born. His cold, old eyes travelled over us, assessing us, lingering on my boobs, the little tuft of hair covering my private ce, the tell-tale glisten of moisture still between my thighs. Mortification crawled over my skin, flushing my neck and cheeks with the heat of embarrassment.


    He cleared his throat.


    "Sins of the flesh," he began, his thin, reedy voice filling the expectant room. "The evils of self-abuse. These will be the undoing of you youngdies." He paused, holding us both in his gaze. "You will never find a husband if you continue to treat your bodies with such contempt."


    I could feel Matilda bristling beside me. I could tell she was desperate to protest, to tell him it wasn''t her, it was me that had been...indulging myself. That she had merely pointed it out. That it was me that needed punishment, not her.


    Wisely, she held her tongue.


    "And Miss Dodds tells me that thenguage she heard shocked her to her core. To her core, I say! Such vocabry, I cannot imagine where you learned such things. It brings our fine institution into disrepute. Dis-re-pute, I say!" He was working up a head of steam now. "You may be young women, fully grown, but we try to teach you self-respect. Dignity. Propriety. And what do we find instead? Filthy bodies, filthy minds. You are nothing but a pair ofmon tterns. Sluts, I say. Sluts!"


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    He rose from his chair, wheezing with the effort. Despite his age, he was a truly terrifying figure. The gown framed his elderly body, making him seem bigger, like a vampire or a ghoul or some awful Hallowe''en goblin, looming towards us with malicious intent.


    "Matilda. Tell me. What was Lucy doing? Tell me Matilda. What was she doing?"


    Matilda stuttered. She stammered. Her voice squeaked. "She was...she was..." She searched around, trying to find words that wouldn''t get her into any more trouble. "She was...under the covers...with her hands...she was..."


    "I want you to say the word, Matilda. Say the word that Miss Dodds heard you say. I can''t believe that word crossed those pretty little lips of yours. I won''t believe it until I hear it for myself. What did you say, Matilda? What was young Lucy doing?"


    I felt Matilda steel herself. My flesh burned with humiliation as I heard the wordse out of her mouth, barely more than a whisper: "she was wanking, Sir."


    "Louder, Matilda. I couldn''t quite hear you."


    "She was wanking, Sir."


    "I''m sorry, what was she doing?"


    "Wanking Sir. Rubbing herself." At that moment, something broke inside Matilda. She had said the word "wanking" in front of the Headmaster: suddenly all bets were off. Her head snapped up, and she spoke as if she were giving a presentation to the fifth form girls. "She was talking about our guest speaker this evening, Sir, and how she''d love to do work experience for him. How she''d wear a short skirt and unbutton her blouse and bend over for him, so he''d feel her up. She was talking about his hands on her legs, and how she wanted him to bend her over his desk and fuck her Sir. How she wanted to feel his hard cock inside her, taking her, making her his, fucking her until she screamed. And she was wanking while she thought about it Sir: her slutty fingers were rubbing her dirty little cunt and I think she was about to cum all over the bed when Miss Dodds walked in." She paused for breath. "Sir."


    The silence which followed was so thick you could cut a slice of it with a bread knife. The Headmaster''s face was pale and still, his jaw set firmly; mine, on the other hand, was hanging open at what I''d just heard. All the blood had drained from my body. Straight-A Matilda had straight-up thrown me under the bus. I worked my jaw, trying to find something, anything to say, but the power of speech had deserted me. She had said all the words. I had none.


    And then the Headmaster broke the silence. But he did not speak to me, or to Matilda. He turned, instead, towards the firece, and spoke to the shadows. "You see what I have to deal with? You appear to have caused quite the stir, my good man."


    Oh no. No. No no no no no no no.


    Oh yes. There he was. Mr Roberts, the handsome guest speaker, stepped out of the shadows. His eyes raked up and down my naked body. A smile yed across his lips as his tongue snaked out again, licking across them, dwelling over it this time, lingering, savouring the moment. I wished the ground would open up and swallow me whole. Every fibre of my body thrummed with the awfulness of my humiliation. Naked, exposed, standing in front of the man my dorm mate had just told I was fantasising about. I felt my skin goosebumping under his cool, appraising gaze, my nipples hardening so they stuck out in front of me. I couldn''t see how it could get any worse.


    But it could.


    So much worse.


    "Well, thank you for that detailed description, Matilda. It was most...enlightening. But clearly you need a lesson in appropriate use ofnguage in front of your elders and betters." He reached for his tawse: a twin-ended, flexible leather strap that stung like mad and left your bottom ming red. "Bend over the desk, my girl. That''s it, right over. Hands t on the surface. Yes, just like that." He arranged Matilda to his liking, bent at the waist, her body t against the desk, then came round to the other side. Nudging with his foot, he spread her legs wider. Moving with precision, he lifted the hem of her nightie and tucked it up, exposing her white cotton panties, which he then eased down to her knees. Her tight, white bottom shone in the dim light of the study,pletely unmarked: she had clearly never been spanked before.


    And then he turned to me, leaving Matilda exposed on his desk.


    "What did I say to you thest time I had cause to punish you, Lucy?"


    The image of the hymn book crashing into my behind under the stained ss of the chapel crackled through my mind. I cleared my throat.


    "You said I''d never forget it as long as I lived." I wanted my voice to sound strong, confident, defiant; instead it sounded weak, pathetic...and scared.


    "And so it shall be. I am going to punish Matilda here with the tawse. I am going to strap her hard. She is going to count every stroke, and thank me for every one. How long her punishment goes on, is up to you." He paused, and looked at Mr Roberts, with half a smile ying across his lips. "You are going to show our guest here what you were doing in your dormitory. And you are going to describe to him all the things you imagined him doing to you in your sordid, disgusting imagination. I will keep strapping Matilda until you..." he paused, searching for the word. "Until you finish." He turned back to me. "And then, I will bend you over this desk, and you will receive the same number of strokes of the cane. A third from me. A third from our guest here. And the final third," he smiled, "from Matilda herself." He looked around the room, from Matilda, bent over the desk, to the guest, smiling by a big leather armchair, to me, naked, hands on my head, in the middle of the room. "Shall we begin?"


    I stood,pletely frozen, as the awfulness of the situation sank in. He was going to make me...to make me...touch myself...in front of him and Mr Roberts? And confess my fantasies in front of him? Until I...oh no. It was too awful. And...and a caning afterwards? The longer it took me to - oh, I can''t even say it! - to cum, the longer I''m going to be caned for. It was fiendish. It was horrible. It was worse than I could ever have imagined.


    The Headmaster flexed the tawse, and ran his wrinkled, liver-spotted hands over Mathilda''s round, white buttocks. I could see her body, stiff with revulsion, every fibre of her being trying not to flinch away. He was addressing her, recapping his instructions whilst I stood, rooted to the spot in horror.


    "You will feel the tawse strike you across the bottom, Matilda. Every stroke is designed to remind you of the importance of using appropriate, respectfulnguage. As such, the only words thate out of your mouth must be to count the strokes, and to thank me politely for each one." He paused, his hand resting on her bottom, absent-mindedly caressing and squeezing her cheeks between his hoary old fingers. "You may, inadvertently, make some other sounds. This is to be expected. But no other words. Do you understand?"


    Matilda inhaled, about to speak, but she realised the trap he hadid just in time, and nodded instead.


    "Good girl. Let''s begin." He turned, and flexed the tawse again. Turning to me, he seemed surprised that I was still standing there, my mouth agape, my eyes wide, trying to process what was expected of me. A slight smile yed across his thin lips, under the white moustache. "You may take your hands off your head, girl." He chuckled. "You will need them."


    With that, he drew back his arm, taking a slow practice swing to check his aim. Satisfied, he brought the tawse down violently across Matilda''s bottom. I heard the leather whistle in the air, and the hearty THWACK as it made contact with her skin.


    "AHHH! FFffffffffff..." Matilda breathed hard, swallowing down the word that had almost escaped involuntarily. I saw the red mark across her left cheek where the tawse had made contact, rising up against her white skin in an angry welt. "One." Her voice was strangled,ing through gritted teeth. "Thank you Sir."


    I looked around the room, unable to make any decisions for myself about what to do next. I knew that every stroke of the tawse on Matilda''s bottom was going to be matched by a stroke of the cane on mine. And that I had the power in my hands to make that number as small as possible. But to do so, I had to...I had to...


    My eyes met those of the handsome guest lecturer, Mr Roberts. He was smiling, clearly enjoying the show very much. He gestured to the red leather armchair that he was standing next to, inviting me to take a seat. I felt my feet moving of their own ord, taking me across the plush carpet, and then I found myself settling into the rich chair looking up at him as he stood over me. It was as though I was in a trance.


    THWACK!


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    The spell was broken by the second strokending across Matilda''s bum.

 Chapter 5: My Submissive Slut Wife Life

    <h4>Chapter 5: My Submissive Slut Wife Life</h4>


    I am a loving, submissive slut wife to my husband. I call him Sir and he calls me whatever he wants.


    My Sir has been out of town for work and hees home tonight. I can''t wait for him to return home because I am sure he will use me for his pleasure, which gives me pleasure too.


    I''ve been his good slut wife in his absence. I am ALWAYS a good girl when he''s out of town, mostly because I have to be. I have no choice in the matter really. Not anymore anyway.


    We have a long standing rule that I''m only allowed to orgasm in his presence and then only after granted permission. So clearly I''m never allowed to orgasm when he is out of town. It wouldn''t really matter if I wanted to orgasm now though because I am always locked up in my chastity belt when he''s out of town. Yes, my needy pussy is locked away from my touch when he is away. He says it keeps me honest. And if I''m being truthful, he''s right.


    The chastity belt started bing a thing about a year ago, as a result of my failure to be good when he was out of town. While I knew the rule that I was to abstain from touching myself when he wasn''t around, I just got so fucking horny. I simply needed to orgasm!


    The thing was he had been gone for an entire week already and I still had another week to go before he was back home again. And since being married he has trained me into needing sex all the time. (And before you ask, YES I agreed to being my husband''s submissive slut wife. He gave me the choice before we were married and I readily agreed! So the first thing he did was to train me into being wet and ready for him all the time. I never deny him, unless I''m sick. That''s the only denial allowable, which has to be dered up front and never when he''s already trying to get inside me.)


    So as a slut should be, I am wet more often than not. Kind of like Pavlov''s dogs needing treats, since I am trained to need sex I am therefore always wet! Maybe now you can believe me when I tell you, I just couldn''t help myself. After a week of not being touched, I needed it! My pussy was throbbing and achy. Besides, I didn''t even think he''d know if I helped myself to some porn and rubbed one out. I mean seriously, how would he? And then I found out he DID know and I found out exactly HOW he knew too.


    Upon his arrival home, I greeted him exactly how I always do. I was at the door waiting, naked, arms by my side, feet spread shoulder width apart. He used to have me on my knees and head facing downward. I''d be so excited to see him though I wouldn''t ever stay that way long so he soon gave up on that and let me stand.


    He walked in and he greeted me with the usual, "Hello my love." That was when I draped my arms around him and said, "Hello Sir. I''m d you are home! I missed you so much!"


    He asked, "Just how much?" and he reached down to touch my pussy where, of course, he found me wet. (Like I said already, I am ALWAYS wet and needy!)


    "I missed you SO much Sir. Can I ride your cock to show you just how much?"


    "No, you may NOT!"


    "What? Why not? Sir, it''s been a long time since you''ve had me. Don''t you need me to love on you?"


    "Well. I''m not too happy with you right now. Why don''t you start by telling me," he paused for a dramatic moment, then said, "what is our rule about your orgasms?"


    That''s when I knew he knew. I didn''t know how he knew yet but there was no doubt he knew. I dropped my head and said, "I''m sorry Sir. How do you know?"


    "I had cameras installed awhile ago. I thought they''d be handy if our house was broken into, but I quickly found out there was another use too. I just never told you."


    "I''m really sorry Sir."


    "Too little, toote my lovely. But I suppose its not entirely your fault either. We have trained you into being my perfect submissive slut wife. So while I don''t approve of your selfish act, I can see how you just couldn''t help yourself too."


    It was then that he put his hand to my chin and raised my head to force my eyes to greet his. He leaned in and kissed me then too. As he pulled back, he said, "It''s okay. I know we need to get you some extra help Baby Girl. We will get that help for you soon enough so that in the future you''ll be kept honest."


    I didn''t exactly know what that meant at the time, but I do now. That was when he got me a custom fitted Chastity Belt. It took awhile to arrive because it was indeed custom made to fit, but when it did, it became part of my norm every-single-time he is out of town and sometimes when he is in town too.


    The belt fits snug and secure. There''s no ability to touch myself when it''s locked in ce, which is why I hated it at first.


    He would prepare for his trip and just before leaving he''d tell me, "Go get the belt ". This is when I''d beg him to not make me wear it. I promised all sorts of things, not the least of which was that I''d be a good girl. But none of that mattered.


    He was undeterred, adamant and unrelenting. He would say, "You know you don''t have the will power my sweet Slut girl. It''s better if you just start epting that you need this and give into it rather than fight it," which is when the belt would click into ce, and Sir would secure it with the lock.


    Sir always hides the key in our house before he leaves, in case I need it for some sort of emergency, where he''d then tell me where its located. In the beginning, I would be so desperate to get the belt off that I''d search the house in an attempt to find the key. I was never sessful though.


    Finally I gave into the belt and epted it, the way he instructed me to from the get go. He wasn''t ever going to change his mind and this was the new norm for me for sure. So I decided I may as well just get over myself and ept it. And ept it I did.


    Now I must admit that I rather like it. It does indeed keep me honest. I no longer worry about trying to ensure I am his good girl when he''s gone now because I have thefort of knowing I can''t touch myself at all. So now I''ve learned to just rx into my it and just know it''s keeping me honest. Not to mention, I''m even more ready for my Sir when he gets back home again too. It''s really a double win for us both now too!


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    That brings me back to today. Sir just walked in the door from another long work trip away from home. I just greeted him in my usual ce at the back door wearing my usual home attire which is to say I have on nothing except of course, my Chastity Belt.


    "Sir, I am so happy to see you. As always, I''ve missed you so much!"


    "Were you a good girl, my love?"


    "Yes Sir."


    "So you wore no clothing when in our house? And you didn''t touch yourself either?"


    I rolled my eyes and said, "Yes. Of course Sir. But you already knew that, right??"


    "Did you seriously just cope an attitude with me 30-seconds after I have just now arrived home?"


    Naturally I immediately knew I shouldn''t have answered him with an eye roll and a response like I did, but I guess the questions seemed so unnecessary.


    He continued, "I am so disappointed slut. You know better than to talk to me that way and especially immediately after my arrival. You''ve not even been released from the belt yet!


    "I''m sorry Sir. I made a bad choice for sure."


    He let out a bit of a smirkingugh and said, "you can sure say that again! I guess now we will be leaving you in the belt for awhile longer, won''t we?"


    I hung my head and said, "I was so looking forward to you using my body Sir. I''m sorry you can''t now".


    "Oh I can and I will still use your body just not in the way either of us would have thought. Now I''ll just take what''s mine and you''ll just have to take what you get. Go Assume the Position now and wait for me."


    Ugh. Me and my big mouth get me into trouble every time. While I''vee to like the belt on when my Sir is gone, I absolutely hate wearing it when he''s home. For obvious reasons.


    "Assume The Position" are my Sir''s magic words that typically mean I''m to be disciplined, specifically spanked. When my behavior doesn''t match what my Sir would expect from his good submissive wife, I am disciplined and that usuallyes in the way of being spanked with the whip or the paddle or his belt. The Position is where I am on the bed, face down, pillow under my hips to raise my ass in the air, and arms underneath me and going down between my legs. My arms have to be out of the way so as to not prevent Sir from soanking me in any way. Lastly, I also have to set out all three of the whip, paddle, and belt right beside me. Whichever side of me that I set the punishment tools, I am required to turn my head to the opposite side so that I am unable to see or know which tool my Sir choses to use until I feel it across my ass with the first stroke.


    How in the hell did I manage to fuck up in the very first minute he walked in the door? I can just be such a fucking stupid cunt sometimes. And so it was, that I Assumed the Position instead of enjoying some sexy fun times with my Sir.


    I don''t know how long I waited exactly, but it wasn''t long really. Sir came in and started talking immediately.


    "Why in God''s name did you smart off to me Slut?"


    "I''m sorry Sir."


    SMACK! Fuck that hurt. Sir is definitely NOT going to mess around tonight! I could tell he chose the paddle and he swung with intention right from the start.


    "I did not ask for an apology. I asked a question that deserves an answer."


    "I thought the question about me not touching myself was unnecessary Sir. Clearly I have been good as I am still wearing my belt, even now as you deliver this punishment Sir."


    "Well. At least you are now being honest. But does it really matter if my questions are unnecessary? Is that how you should have answered me?"


    "No Sir."


    "Finally. Now we are making progress. I can''t brloeve THIS is what you made me cime home to. I''m sorely disappointed in you."


    I said nothing. I knew he was right.


    He continued, "let''s get this over with so I can start to enjoy my time home. You''ll count them out now as I will deliver 10 hard ones to your ass.... with the belt ON! And do NOT forget to thank me too!"


    He wasn''t kidding when he said hard ones. My ass was hurting so badly after just three, that after five I was crying. Then after eight I was sobbing and at ten I could barely get the words "Ten Sir, Thank you Sir." out of my mouth but I did manage it.


    This is usually where Sir sits me up, hugs me tightly, and tells me all is forgiven. But that didnt happen tonight. Instead as I still was in The Position, he said, "All is forgiven. However, I am now going to use your body the way I promised I would so don''t even think about moving."


    I managed to say, "Yes Sir" and Iid perfectly still.


    I heard the distinct sound of his pantsing down and hitting the floor. Then I felt the bed move as he climbed on. He said, "Spread your legs as wide open as you can now."


    I didn''t think he was going to mount me from behind with my belt on, but I guess that is his n now. He''s done this before but not too often either. I''m not too sure he likes the feeling of the belt between us.


    I didn''t respond with words, but instead just did as I was told.


    I felt his legs between mine then. Heid his whole body down onto my back and whispered in my ear, "Are you my good slut wife?"


    "Yes Sir."


    "Will you let me use your body now Slut?"


    "Yes Sir"


    "Any way I want to?"


    "Yes Sir. I want to please you and I offer my entire self to you always."


    "Now you are being my Good Girl. I knew you''d give me anything I wanted to take, but I like it when you respond to my unnecessary questions with real answers. I''m going to give it to you in the ass now."


    "Thank you Sir".


    He then added, "I''ve decided to be nice since you took your punishment withoutints, so I''ve lubed my cock so I can slide in easier for you now too."


    With that, I felt his hand go down to guide his cock into position so as to enter my ass. When he was in position, his hand moved up to push my hair to the side where he then kissed the back of my neck ever so softly, while asking, "Ready?"


    This part is always the hardest. He always enters me the same way... fast and deep, in one swift move, but then he does hold himself there for me to rx into the fullness of it.


    I said, "Yes Sir" and held my breathe in anticipation of it. And just as I expected, he pressed all the way to balls deep in one solid move. Despite having my chastity belt still on where he had to press through the anal hole, he is indeed still every bit inside me and I''m keenly aware of how full my ass is at that moment. As well, even knowing what to expect, it always takes my breath away. It always gives me goose bumps on my arms and legs, while making me feel as if I''m going to throw up for just a minute. So I just rx and take the minute of grace that my Sir affords me instead as he just held himself there and waited.


    I know from experience to tell him when I''ve adjusted. So after I do indeed catch my breath, and have willed myself to rx, I say, "Thank you Sir. I''m ready now Sir."


    That''s when he said, "while I''m tired from traveling I know I need to orgasm right now. So while this isn''t how I envisioned this going, I''m going to take what I need and am going to ride your ass hard. If you can orgasm this way, you may do so. But make no mistake, your pleasure simply isn''t my concern tonight. If you can orgasm fine, but if not, oh well. Are you ready my love?"


    "Yes Sir. Thank you Sir."


    It was then that he lifted up onto his hands, off my back, and pulled his cock nearly all the way out of my ass, he held himself there for just a second longer than I expected, and then he began to deliver on his promise of riding my ass hard.


    He mmed his cock all the way into my ass but this time instead of waiting for me to adjust, he began his assault by pulling right back out again. Then he started to press in and out, going faster and harder as he picked up speed. Over and over again, he was giving me everything he had. In and out. Fast and hard. I felt everyst one of his beautiful cock''s inches thrusting deep each and every time.


    I heard him saying stuff that while talking to me was also just talking to himself too. He said stuff like, "I''m taking what is fucking mine!" and "This ass belongs to ME!" and "Take my cock all the way deep" andstly, "This is what you get when you act like a stupid fucking bitch".


    I loved it all. I was my husband''s fuck doll and was finding my pleasure in serving him as the submissive slut wife I am! The more he rode my ass, the closer I got to orgasm. I could feel it rising up in my untouched and fully locked up pussy. I was surprised to be feeling such a terrific rise of my own orgasm bubbling up when my needy pussy was being so obviously neglected on purpose.


    I was so enjoying the moment and willing my own orgasm toe forth when I felt my Sir''s hand p down on my still very tender ass. He hit my ass pretty hard causing my orgasm to fall away and back down just out of reach.


    And that was when I heard him let out the words, "Fucking yesssss....". At that moment, he mmed into my ass for thest time and just held himself there. I felt his cock flex deep inside my ass and I knew he was filling my hole with his hot cum. I also knew I was not going to be getting my own orgasm tonight as I was not able to get my own release before he did.


    A minuteter he pulled out and rolled over to the side of me, where he pulled me to him. He said, "All really is forgiven my beautiful slut wife" when he then kissed my lips hard and full.


    To which my only response was, "Thank You Sir."


    As he moved me into a snuggled up cuddle, he whispered in my ear, "you aren''t going to get the belt off tonight. I know you didn''t orgasm and we can''t allow you to sneak one on your own.. now can we?"


    With that I simply said, "I know you know how to keep me honest Sir."


    Then I heard his breath get deep. He was drifting off to sleep while I was left only to wonder, if only I hadn''t smarted off, what could have been!

 Chapter 6: Xmas Bunny

    <h4>Chapter 6: Xmas Bunny</h4>


    "Thank God its over", thought Barry.


    He walked through the dimly lit living room, eyeing the Dous fir majestically in the corner. A few empty rolls of wrapping paper were littered near it, showing thest of the work of the past few days. It was Christmas morning, and family would be here in just a few hours to unwrap their gifts and celebrate in the pagan-christian ritual of the holiday. Barry rubbed his eyes and went for the already brewing coffee. Making his way around the counter of the open kitchen, he grabbed a carefully ced mug on it.


    A little sugar, a little cream. A warm, steamy scent of mocha filled the air. "Sweet nectar of life", he happily mused as the first warm sip filled his mouth.


    "DADDY!" The joyful exmation filled the kitchen. Barry turned slowly, a happy shineing over him.


    "Bunny! Did I wake you?"


    Bunny was standing at the opening. Her brown, glowing hair was coiffed to hang to her shoulders, framing a round, cherub like face; she reminded Barry of a mix of Sarah Silverman and Boo from "Monsters Inc." Small pink Bunny ears putted from the top of her head. She could have been 18, if it were not for the curvy, mature body she possessed. A pink cor framed her delicate porcin neck. Full, ample breasts, withrge, pink ares, with matching hoop piercings from her perked nipples. The outfit of the morning, if you could call it that, was made of pink leather straps that wrapped around her tits, enhancing the fullness of them. Small mps, feathery and light, were connected to the heart shaped hoop on her cor. White fingerless gloves gave the illusion of paws. Light pink panties stretched around her full, jiggling buttcheeks, entuated by a fluffy "tail".


    "Nuh uh! Well...I scoots over to daddy''s spot, and he no there! So Bunny go look for him!" Her sweet, high pitched voice buzzed with excitement.


    "Did you see if Santa came, Bunny?" Daddy sipped his coffee with a sinful smile.


    "HE DID! YAAAAY! BUNNY SO HAPPY!" She bounded over to him, hopping up and down with exuberance.


    Daddyughed and calmed her momentarily; he knew it wouldn''tst long. "Ok, we will look what he brought Bunny. I''m sure there''s a special gift from him."


    Bunny''s smile swept over her face, her eyes squinting from the beam. "DID HE BRING ME MY NEW TAIL, DADDY?"


    "Just have to wait and see, my pet. Have you been good?"


    Bunny''s face turned to a slight scowl. "Maaaayyyybeee...been a wittle bad." Her eyes turned to the side, a little mischievously.


    "Oh, have you? Is it something I have to give you special pats for?"


    Bunny twisted her leg. "Maaaayyyybeeee..."


    Daddy''s face turned stern. "Oh, that''s a big yes. You know what to do, Bunny."


    "Yes sir." Bunny bowed her head and slunk to the couch, trying to hide her evil smile.


    "Assume." Daddy strolled in slowly, watching to make sure Bunny obeyed. She knelt on the couch, absolutely still, taking slow, deep breaths. He watched her intently, waiting for the slight nod that let him know she was ready. As she did, he went to the tree, reaching down to the special pink wrapped presents put to the side. He grabbed one marked with a P on top.


    "Santa must have known, Bunny. Look at your first gift. Open it."


    Bunny took the box, still kneeling, and opened it slowly. It revealed a small, pink paddle, with little Bunny cutouts made for ergonomics. Bunny gasped, filled with dread...and excitement. She felt her "princess parts" tingle.


    "Is...it gonna hurt?"


    "That depends. How bad were you, exactly?"


    "Onwy a wittle." A pout came to her face.


    "Hmmmm, I feel like you''re not telling me the truth. Let''s find out."


    Daddy sat, and motioned with his finger. Bunny crawled slowly so she couldy across hisp. He pulled her panties down by the tail, feeling Bunny shiver.


    "Look at me. How bad were you?" His voice was quiet, but stern. As he asked, the paddle lightly blushed her cheeks with the first strike. Bunny shivered with the light pain.


    "UNNNGHHH.....just a little..."


    "Like when?"


    "Well...Bunny might have...thought...icky things..."


    "When?" Another strike, slightly harder than the first.


    "OOOOHHHFF...in...the shower..." Bunny''s voice was a whisper.


    "NOT. ALLOWED." The next strike was stinging, even causing him to flinch.


    "AAAAAAAHHHHH! IM SORRY DADDYYYYY..." Bunny''s eyes filled with tears, a low sobing from her lips, as she bit them.


    "How many times?"


    "I...dont...remember..."


    "Was it...just once?" A firm p on her left.


    "Nnngggggg...maybe...more..."


    "Twice?" A matching p to her right cheek.


    MMMMMM....n...no..." Bunny was twitching from pain. And pleasure. Her pink panties were starting to moisten.


    Daddy kept going, switching sides as he counted. "Three...four...five..."


    "FIVE. PWEASE DADDY NO MORE..." Soft sobs came from her mouth, her body twitching as she did. Daddy could feel the wetnessing from her now.


    "Oh, you are such a bad bunny, getting wet from that. Are your princess parts tingly?" He stroked his finger lightly over the moisture, feeling her silken panties under them.


    "Im so sowwy, Daddy. Bunny was thinking of daddy...and the new tail..." Her eyes pleaded with need.


    He gently grabbed her chin, firm but lovingly. "Bunny. You need to be patient. I wanted you to be so excited when you saw it."


    "I know...but...but...it made me all fwuffy down there. And pwincess parts...all sticky..." She bit her lip, showing her remorse.


    "I can feel. I forgive you, bunny. Let me help with your parts, my pet."


    "Oh thank you daddy!" Her eyes welled up from tears of happiness as he slid his fingers between the silky folds of her sex. A soft moan left her lips, already close to orgasm. He held her chin, gazing on the ultimate pleasure of submission on her face. He bit his lip, feeling his hardness rise. He loved feeling her wet, needy...her soft, high pitched squeals like a brilliant symphony that he was the conductor for.


    "Daddy getting...hard..."


    "Yes, Bunny. Do you want to touch?"


    The Bunny''s eyes brightened. "Mmmmhmmm! Can I taste the carrot? Bunnies love carrots!"


    "Then Bunny can have her sweet carrot."


    "EEEEEE!" Bunny sprang her favorite carrot from the wool ground they were embedded in. Her eyes widened, always amazed how rhythmic it bounced. The chains on her nipplesy on Daddy''s thighs. He gently pulled at them, urging her mouth down on him as he slowly fingered her. Their eyes both rolled back in ecstasy at the mutual stimtion. Bunny came just a few secondster, her squeals reverberating down his thick shaft. It took all he could muster not to follow suit.


    "Mmmmmm, dear Bunny...I think you''re ready...look what Santa brought."


    Bunny unmatched off her delicious carrots with a happy gasp. "YAAAAAAAAAY!" She bounded over to the special pink boxes. He noticed a ck box stuck behind them. He looked confused for a second, not noticing it before. There must be some surprise forter, he gleamed.


    She eyed them carefully, looking at the letters. "Hmmmm, this one says C, daddy. What could that be?" She looked with a slightly vapid, sultry look.


    "You should open it to find out." His smile turned warm, hoping Bunny would like the special surprise within the gift.


    Bunny went happily to the task. Her eyes shone when she revealed it.


    "DADDY! SANTA GOT ME A NEW COLLAR! It''s got pretty bunnies on it, like me!" She hopped up and down.


    "Look inside." His voice dropped, and his eyes filled with a happy tears.


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    Bunny read the inscription inside. For a split second, the y scene was frozen. The woman inside Bunny smiled and looked up, tears matching her partner''s. A gaze between them spoke of decades of love.


    A blink, and back to the scene at hand. "I wanna wear it now!"


    "Hahah. Open your other gifts first. Then bring them all over."


    "OK!" She went to her work lickety split, looking for the prize she had hinted on all year. One box held a new,cy corset. Another pink stockings and g string. Thest one, smaller, had a nice scripted T on top.


    "T. T....TAIL!!!" The joyful scream resonated through the house. She opened it, revealing a silver plug, wide and shiny, with a fuzzy bunny tail at the base. The only thing brighter than the shiny plug was the smile on Bunny''s face.


    "Bring it over", Daddy calmly said, waving his fingers.


    Bunny hopped over with vigor, kneeling in front of her Daddy. Her backside was wiggling in anticipation.


    "First...the cor..." Daddy swallowed a bit of emotion. He wouldn''t tell her, but he had it custom made, a special master at the craft forging it for him. It had cost a small fortune with the inscription; it was a small price to pay for how devoted to his Bunny he was. Eyes locked as he removed the old cor, and carefully put the new cor on. Brilliant smiles glowed on their faces. He gave her a soft peck as he sped it.


    "Are you ready for your new tail, Bunny?"


    Bunny took a deep breath. "Yes, Daddy. Let''s get it ready." She opened her wanting mouth, and stuck her tongue out. Saliva dripped from the tip, watering to feel the cold metal on it.


    Daddy spit lightly on it, and slid the tail slowly on her tongue. Bunny shivered at the coolness, licking and sucking it slowly. Soft, squeaky moans left her lips, making Daddy bite his lip again. Her moans alone could make him feral. He slid his hand between her legs. The heat he felt made him moan, knowing she would cum at hismand. Fingers mixed with their tongues, zing the steel even more. His knowing fingers slid back down, pushing back into the ce where the tail would be as extra lube. Bunny squealed happily. With a nod, she told him she was ready.


    "Present."


    Bunny silently bent over and presented her willing hole. Her cheeks were still bright red from the punishment earlier. Daddy spread them, and gave a few hungry licks. He had to hold Bunny, who was shaking and panting. Onest spit on the tail, and he slowly, carefully, slid it in.


    Bunny''s mind switched off, and she came ferociously. Her face contorted. A loud "MMMMNNNNGGHHHHH", body shaking. Dadd6s quiet shushing and a few flicks of his fingers on her clit helped.


    "Oh, how pretty it looks, Bunny. Give me a shake."


    She barely opened her eyes, but she obeyed, and gave a drunken smile.


    "Such a brave little bunny you are. You should be rewarded."


    A whispered "Yes, Daddy", was all she could muster. She was in Bunny heaven.


    He had been edging all morning, and he finally could release it. He slid his thick cock slowly inside her. The pressure from his girth against her spots made her gush and cum again. He stroked slowly, carefully, knowing Bunny would tell him to get faster, rougher. She pushed him deeper inside him, mping down with every shiver of orgasm. The sheer strength of it made him cum harder than he''d done in a long time. Bunny glowed and smiled as she felt Dadd6s love filled her deep, knowing he would be ready again. Soon.


    Another round started on the couch, Daddy making sure to lightly y with the new tail as Bunny grinded on his cock, hopping up and down. Her giggles and moans were mixed with his groans and kisses. He came again, and they copsed into an embrace. He reached for her favorite stuffy, ced near a cushion for aftercare. He caressed her, making sure to ask if she was ok.


    Her voice deepened to its natural tone.


    "Oh, Daddy...I feel amazing." She looked up. "I love you Barry."


    "I love you too, Nadia."


    She looked at the clock. "Shit...they''ll be here in an hour."


    Barry and Nadia sprung into action, getting the scene cleaned up, and taking a quick shower together. Nadia admired the marks of Barry''s handiwork in the bathroom.


    "Mom! Dad!" Danielle, their only daughter, ran to the door to embrace her parents. She was followed quickly behind by her new husband, just betrothed earlier this year. The now conservatively dressed couple ran to the couple and gave them hearty hugs.


    "I missed you so much.." Nadia was bawling happy tears.


    Barry gave a sweet kiss to Danielle''s forehead. "What a beautiful, wonderful woman you''ve be." He held back a whimper. They weed the new member in the group hug, and walked inside to greet other family members.


    The meal was finished, and guests exchanged gifts and left. The four now sat for personal exchanges with each other.


    "For you, baby." Nadia handed Barry a small, grey box. Her eyes glistened, giving a hint this was no ordinary gift.


    Barry opened it slowly. It revealed a beautiful leather bracelet, thick and soft. It sped with an intricate lock. He recognized the craftsmanship immediately. A pewter medallion in the center was engraved with a "pi" symbol. He turned it over to look at the engraved message on the inside of it.


    "I love you. Times Pi".


    It matched the message on "Bunny''s" cor.


    Barry looked up with moist eyes, his lip quivering.


    "I love you, baby."


    "I love you too. Daddy." Nadia''s voice went silently to "Bunny''s" voice.


    Danielle and her new husband headed to their car to leave. Nadia walked with them, Barry passed out on the couch from too much turkey.


    "I love you, mom."


    "Love you more. Enjoy this time with him."


    "Just hope we''re as happy as you and dad. How do you do it?"


    Nadia looked at her with a quiet, mischievous smile on her face. "We keep it...interesting. In our own ways."


    Danielle squinted. "Do i want to know?"


    Nadiaughed heartily. "Maybe one day. But DEFINITELY not now!"


    Barry awakened to a sound. He blinked, not really knowing what it was. He thought it was a p on something...


    "Were you sleeping, ve?" The voice was stern and condescending. It came from just a few feet away. Barry looked up.


    It was not his lovely Nadia. Nor was it his pet Bunny.


    "I...im sorry, Mistress Raven." He immediately knelt on the floor.


    The brown hair was now slicked back into a tight ponytail. Red rouge covered her eyebrows like a David Bowie album cover. Lipstick as dark as blood lined her growling mouth. The chain on her mps was hooked into a ck cor. She wore a crimson corset, ck elbow gloves, and leather boots that stretched up her thighs. And nothing else.


    "That is a severe punishment. Unrobe."


    "Yes, mistress." The ve''s voice was soft and submitting as he did what he was told.


    "I have a gift, ve. Do you want to see?" She turned to grab the ck box still in it''s spot.


    "If it pleases mistress." ve was naked and in a groveling position.


    "It does. Quite. Look up."


    veid his eyes on an ebony dildo, lined with red veins. It was at least 10 inches long, and as thick as a beer can.


    "Thank you mistress!" ve went back to groveling.


    "Are you ready?" Raven spoke slightly softer. ve sat up and took a few deep breaths. He looked, smiled a little, and nodded. Raven nodded back, mouthing a quiet "i love you" to him.


    And the scene began.

 Chapter 7: Master Shares his Toy

    <h4>Chapter 7: Master Shares his Toy</h4>


    I look at my phone, an iing text:


    "Assume to position."


    I hang my apron up. Master will be home soon.


    I head to the bed and assume ass up position. I wonder what he has in store for me today and suddenly hear the door unlock. I hear Masterughing with some others and try to make out the voices. One more, no two, or wait.. three? Before I can count I hear him speak.


    "Well fes, do I have a treat for you!" He says as I hear multiple foot steps enter the room. "This is my personal toy. You may use her in any way tonight"


    "Oh man!"


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    "This is sick!"


    "Josh are you sure?"


    "Yes. She is down for anything. Isn''t that right cumslut?"


    Without turning around I nod my head yes.


    "Go ahead" Mastermands to them and suddenly I hear belts unbuckling and and clothes being ripped off so fast I can even think about what''sing.


    "Chad you really sold that merger, you go first!" I hear one of them say. Before I have time to clench the sheets and hold on, his huge cock enters my pussy and sends a fire through me, I let out a scream of pain.


    "What''s that bitch, not used to big cock?!" He''sughing as a tear runs down my face.


    "That bitch is crying! Hahaha" I hear another voice say "I''ll help give you something to cry about!" and before I know it another cock is being shoved in my mouth. "Suck it slut! That''s right!"


    The humiliation is soon turned into insatiable pleasure. My pussy taking every inch it can get, expanding as it ms in and out.


    "Holy shit this bitch is wet!!! She''s loving it!" Chad shouts.


    "Fuck!!!!!" I exim


    "Cumslut I didn''t say you could talk!" My master yells. I know what this means but didn''t care.


    WHACK


    My ass is whipped while Chad''s huge cock remains thursting inside me "Holy fuuckkkkkkk slut! I''m going to cum! Take my load slut, take my load!!!"


    A burning hot load is plummeted against my cervix and I scream out in pleasure. I''m sweating, hardly able to catch my breath while still sucking someone''s cock. The man of the cock nods to another fe in the corner, "get in here dude! I''m about to cum, she needs a hole filled!"


    "Fuuuu- Fuck!!!" I hear him moan. A load of warm cum begins to fill my mouth but with my throat bruised and jaw sore, I instinctively struggle the cock out of my mouth. The man finishes cumming on my eyes, forehead and hair.


    "Holy shit what a load" I hear my master say


    A sh of paines across my cheek... a p from the man who just finished on me "THAT''S for not swallowing"


    Just as I think it''s done, a third man approaches me.. "Oh man... this ass.. all red from being pped.. the cum leaking out your pussy... Josh, what a masterpiece your slut is."


    Something about this one seems gentle! I''m almost relieved. My body can''t take much more. He runs the cum through my hair and gives me a kiss on the cheek, the first guy to kiss me. His hands follow my curves and cup my ass.


    ''What a masterpiece, indeed'' he mumbles to himself.. ''I wish I could say I''m sorry love''


    I''m confused, sorry?


    AAAAAAAHHHHHHH I start screaming! My ass!! My ass!!!


    Tears stream down my face.


    "Josh please!!! Tell him to stop!!!" I scream but no ones listening to me. This cock, at least 11 inches, is tearing my asshole. No warning, no prep, no lube, wtf!


    I feel like I''m going to pass out from the pain and they must sense it.


    "It''ll only hurt a little bit longer love" I hear from the man destroying my ass. He grabs my hair by both his hands "Arch your back and take this cock!"


    Fuck, shit, FUCK


    "My giant cock feels so great in your tight little asshole!!" His thrusts get harder and he ms me down face first into the bed. "I''m cumming!!!!"


    WHACK


    He ps my ass as hard as he can.


    WHACK


    He ps it again even harder. I can''t contain my crying now. He pulls out and I feel cum drip down from my ass onto the bed. He gives me a kiss "Sorry love, I''ve always been known to break my toys"


    Iy there. Used and abused. Sore in all holes. This is master''s desires I remind myself.


    "d you all had fun boys, let''s go grab some beers" Josh said to the group.


    And just like that, the lights shut off and door closed.

 Chapter 8: Victoria

    <h4>Chapter 8: Victoria</h4>


    Chapter One


    It was the magnificent yet archaic splendour of the antique clothing shop that caught her roving eye as Victoria passed slowly along the tiny, tucked away arcade down one of the side streets in town. The mannequins in the window dressed up in all their old-fashioned finery seemed to beckon her in like the mythical sirens and so she set foot inside without really knowing how it happened. The interior was like the Tardis of Dr Who as it opened out, stretching back into infinity or so it seemed, and she wandered along, fingering the fine brocades and rich satins of the dresses and asionally eximing in shock at a price tag until she came to a curtained-off section right at the far end of the shop.


    A handwritten card, in best copperte, informed her that it was the undergarment section and sheughed inwardly and then chuckled out loud as she read further and noted that entry was strictly forbidden without a chaperone and a member of staff. Wondering why no sales staff had appeared since she had entered the shop, Victoria decided that they must be having a tea-break behind the curtain and so she boldly pushed through the swathe of material and stepped into the undergarment section only to find it in pitch darkness. There was a strange buzzing sensation in her ears for a moment as she fought off the encircling material of the curtain and then she heard noise- a loud noiseing from ahead of her.


    Tentatively, holding out her arms in front of her like a blind man, she edged further in, heading towards the intermittent sharp cracking sound that was instantly followed by a soft, dull moan or a tiny cry. Suddenly by the light of a flickering candle, all was revealed and Victoria stared in absolute astonishment into a small cubicle. A chair was the only furniture and across its stark woody a young woman with her bottom bared and bearing vivid red stripes that marked the soft white globes. Victoria stifled a gasp of shock with her hand and she was just about to backtrack and try to forget the whole thing when she saw the light flicker on the cane as it descended rapidly. Another loud crack rang out as the rod met the soft flesh while a perfect red weal blossomed like a love bite on the girl''s bottom cheeks. A tiny squeal shot out of the girl''s mouth as her body writhed on the chair and a soft tear dripped down onto the varnished floorboards, hitting the surface even as a harder stroke of the cane kissed the sweet white globes of her arse once more.


    Victoria found herself unable to tear her eyes off the scene: part of her desperately wanted to retreat and find some help for the poor girl but another deeper and darker side wondered what it would be like to be in her ce, to be feeling the terror of waiting for the inexorable fall of the cane. She blinked and fastened her attention on the man wielding the rod and she started as she realised that his green eyes were staring directly into her own sapphire orbs and rooting her to the spot as he slowly advanced towards her. She seemed almost hypnotised as he reached out and took her by her long, blonde hair and led her into the room. She felt powerless to resist the cool embrace of his slim fingers as they trailed across her body, stripping her clothing off expertly until she stood there in just her stockings, shivering in the chill atmosphere.


    He pushed her forward to the chair and then down until she felt the cool skin of the other girl against her breasts and stomach and then the burning heat of her beaten backside against her own thighs. Victoria''s hands were grasped tightly and pulled out in front of her and she obediently curled them round the wooden back of the chair as they were tied securely in ce. A leather strap slithered round her middle and was then cinched underneath the wooden seat of the chair and she grunted as it was tightened sharply, forcing her body closer to the helpless female flesh underneath. A wait followed, an interminable dy for her wondering mind as she savoured the feeling of the trembling feminity bound tight to her and as her own unblemished cheeks quivered involuntarily due to the absolute fear of what was toe.


    A chill breeze caused her flesh to ripple up into goosepimples and she felt herself sob softly with shame as she realised that her delicate quim and her tiny anal orifice were open to the man''s searching gaze. Her sense of shame and humiliation caused a dark rush of satisfaction to cloud her mind just as the first blow fell, snaking across her vulnerable buttocks in a ze of fire. She screamed loudly into the nape of the other girl''s neck and thrust her hips forward in a desperate but unavailing attempt to escape from the agony caused by the bite of the rod. The tip of the cane traced the raised welt from side to side and then tantalisingly strayed into the tight crease of her buttocks, scraping across her exposed perineum and then along the length of herbia. She almost weed the exploration, knowing that while the cane was there, it could not strike her again and so she felt her soul quail as it moved away and she once again heard the crisp whistle of the rattan before she felt the impact. A starry burst of agony rushed through her nerve endings as her plump cheeks rippled around the rod and then the tip returned to exploring her folds, easing inside herbia an inch or so before being withdrawn once again.


    Two quick strokes followed, cutting in under the overhang of her bottom and squeezing her forward until she heard a muffled cry from the hapless girl beneath her. Then the tip returned but this time it explored her anal crevice, scratching at the delicate crinkle and then circling her most private entrance while she sobbed in humiliation and fear of the unknown. Two moreshes raised deep welts across her whiteness while her yells echoed around the room and the burning sting seemed to take over her whole existence. The tip circled her again and then prised her anal eye open and slid inside as she cried out for him to stop. He had no pity however as she suffered the indignity of being impaled on the widening rattan tube even as she felt the trickles of her juices run down herbia and drip onto the buttocks and thighs of the girl beneath her.


    Chapter Two


    Victoria moved slowly and painfully, like an old woman, when the restraints were finally removed and she felt her breasts and stomach peel away from the skin of the girl trapped beneath her. She tottered to her feet and backed away from the half-smiling man who watched her with a mixture of amusement and bemusement from dark green eyes. She felt behind her for the reassuring softness of the ck curtain as she inched along the wall of the small room but she only encountered the hard resistance of ster scraping against her fingernails. The only door that she could see stood shut behind her assant and she whipped a quick nce over her shoulder but could see nothing that resembled an exit.


    Her mind started to race with terrible thoughts and then they were driven from her consciousness as he stepped forward holding out a corset. She took the undergarment and held it limply between her fingers, trying to puzzle out its intricacies, as he released the other girl who staggered to her feet wincing and shooting vicious looks across at Victoria.


    "Thisdy seems to have joined us for a fitting, Amelia," stated the tall man calmly, "so help her into that corset."


    "Yes, sir," responded Amelia as she bustled over to Victoria''s side and began to arrange the garment properly. Victoria stood dumbstruck, somehow unable to say a word, as the corset was fastened loosely round her slim body. It cupped her breasts and forced the white mounds of flesh upwards and yet left them bare and her raspberry-like nipples erected in the chill air as the girl moved round behind her and started to thread theces. Amelia left them loose and then stood demurely to one side, head bowed in submission, as Sir approached. He began to tighten theces and Victoria felt her breath squeezed out of her body as her flesh was forced into unustomed positions. Her breasts seemed to get bigger and bigger while her waist narrowed until she started to pant with the difort of breathing while her internal organs ached as they were pressed together.


    "Twenty-four inches- absolutely disgraceful!"mented Sir sharply after he had passed a cloth measuring tape around her waist and she felt an absurd sense of shame at disappointing him. "We will have to get that down to under twenty as soon as possible."


    Still Victoria found it impossible to find her voice as her tongue seemed to be stuck to the roof of her mouth. She wanted to babble that it was all some terrible mistake and that she was sorry for ignoring the sign and disturbing their little game but nothing emerged from her soft lips when she parted them slightly. A metal buckle hung from the front of the corset and she idly wondered what it could be for as it settled against her belly catching the light slightly then she shivered as she saw the man pick up a thin leather strap and her heart nearly stopped. Her soft buttocks were still burning fiercely from the application of the cane and her knees weakened at the prospect of the strap flicking across her vulnerable cheeks to add to the fire. Therefore she felt relieved when he slipped the strap into the buckle and fastened it securely before he allowed it to dangle down in front of her, separating her white thighs with its stark ckness.


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    Then he moved behind her and she felt his cool fingers brush over her soft thighs as he grasped the strap and slowly drew it upwards. It traced its way up her calves and then up between her thighs and she let out a little groan of despair as she realised its purpose atst. He tugged it higher and she could do nothing but part her thighs and then gasp as the warm leather touched her softbia while he threaded the end through another buckle on the back of the constricting corset. He started to tighten it and she struggled up on tiptoe in a vain attempt to escape from the biting pain in her pussy. She moaned in despair as Amelia''s agile fingers parted the soft and delicatebia around the thin leather and then it was pressing against her innermost flesh as it was finally fastened into ce.


    Suddenly, Sir grasped her hands and pulled them behind her then cuffed them together before he made her kneel on the hard wooden floor, bringing great pain to her body as it tried to move in the restricting corset while the thin leather strap gnawed at her vitals. She could only watch through a cloud of unshed tears as he started to equip Amelia with a simr corset although hers was in red rather than ck and her waist was a lot smaller, Victoria noted enviously. Before fitting the leather strap, Amelia was ordered to bend over the chair again and Victoria stared open-mouthed as her pussy lips gaped open and her tight, crinkled bumhole was revealed in all its glory. Amelia clearly knew what was about to happen because she made little mewling noises in her throat and wriggled expectantly on the chair as she waited. Victoria gasped as she saw the carved ivory phallus approaching the girl''s vulnerable orifices and then watched it being stroked up and down the tight anal groove before it slipped into her slit. It slithered in and out and then emerged glistening into the candle light as the thick head pressed remorselessly against the tight rosehole. Inexorably it forced its way in past the surrendering sphincter while Amelia wailed and writhed at the thick insertion as her ring suddenly popped. The blunt head flowed into her body and then the rtively short shaft until only a bare inch remained then the leather strap was attached and tightened and Victoria found herself shivering in sympathy as Amelia squealed as the final inch of the dildo was forced up into her rectum by the pressure of the strap.


    "Tomorrow we will educate you a little further," murmured Sir to Victoria, stroking her honey blonde hair lightly before raising her to her feet and instructing both girls to follow closely behind him. The thought of a tomorrow sent an excited shiver of fear down Victoria''s spine as she walked slowly after his tall figure while the agonising pains in her tender pussy made her wince with every step.


    Chapter Three


    To Victoria''s utter surprise and dismay, when they walked out of the room, the interior of the antique clothing shop was nowhere to be seen. Instead they emerged onto a long, dusty corridor that was dimly lit by oilmps and she stumbled along, mind whirling frantically, until they came to a set of narrow, uncarpeted stairs. At the top of those was yet another corridor and then more stairs again until atst they halted abruptly as a door was opened and Amelia walked inside. Sir grasped Victoria''s arms and bundled her into the room next door which was tiny and cramped and only had an ufortable low truckle bed inside it. Cobwebs festooned the low ceiling and Victoria shivered nervously at the thought of all those spiders lurking.


    "This will be your room for however long you are with me," he stated calmly, staring at her intently. "You seem to have turned up out of the blue without the usual letter from your owner but I am sure it will reach me tomorrow exining why you are in such desperate need of training."


    Again, Victoria tried to articte a protest but her tongue remained uncooperative, cleaving to the roof of her mouth instead of waggling furiously like it normally would. He unbuckled the leather strap from the front of her corset and she sighed with relief as the crushing pressure on her delicatebia eased only to bite her lip sharply as pain followed as the blood rushed back into her soft slit. With dawning horror, she recognised the object that he extracted from under the bed as something she had seen in museums and books-a china chamber pot decorated with pretty flowers. Yet she was also secretly relieved as she had been fighting an urgent desire to urinate for some time. He ced it in the middle of the room and then motioned to her to use it and her face flushed with mortification at the idea of squatting in front of him. She went to speak. mouth managing to open atst, but his hand pped the top of her breast, stinging the exposed whiteness and leaving a vivid red mark on her baster skin and so she bent down and manoeuvred herself into position with some difficulty as her hands were still secured behind her back. Eventually she managed to position her pouting pussy lips over the rim of the cold china and then she reddened with embarrassment as she felt his cold green eyes watching her. Never before had she been observed going to the toilet and she found it incredibly humiliating especially when her warm stream began and noisily sshed down into the china. It seemed to continue for ever but finally thest few drops tinkled into the pot and then she stood at his snappedmand.


    He stroked his hands across her white thighs and then up between her legs then pped her sharply on the thigh as she tried to move away. His index finger slid along her groove and came away glistening with her urine and then he gripped her hair firmly and wiped the finger over her mouth so that she could taste herself on her ruby lips. Then he refastened the leather strap, cinching it tight and making her cry out in agony as it split herbia apart once more, before he pushed her down onto the bed, uncuffed her hands and then refastened them to the metal headboard.


    "Tomorrow we will start your training in earnest, youngdy. I can see why you have been sent to me as you seem to have very little idea of how to behave to your superiors but a few months with me will cure that problem."


    Victoriay there dumbfounded as he turned on his heel and strode out, shutting the door behind him. She heard the next door open and suspected that he would be doing the same things to Amelia. How long had that girl been with this man? Closing her eyes tightly, Victoria willed herself to wake up from this nightmare but when she opened them a few secondster nothing had changed and she could not stop the hot tears running freely from her cornflower-blue eyes. The agonising pain in her belly bit deeper and deeper as the strap chafed herbia and the tightness of the corset seemed to constrict her breathing and make her quim tighter and hotter as it pulsed against the leather. She tossed restlessly as she found herself longing to touch her clitoris which seemed to throb unbearably with unrequited lust. usually, she would be teasing her hand down into her soft curls and then stroking her slickness, enjoying the sweet sensations that would rise up through her flesh but now she was totally unable to do so.


    A rhythmic creak from the bed next door came clearly through the thin wall and she blushed as she imagined the man''s long cock entering into Amelia''s soft, wet pussy. Her mind conjured up an image of the girl d only in her corset, striped bottom wiggling on disy, as Sir released the leather strap and then slid his long length into her tight young hole. Victoria''s clit swelled even more and she wrenched at the leather cuffs in a desperate attempt to get a hand free to scratch the unbearable itch as the noises reached a crescendo and she felt as if she could almost feel the man''s hot seed spurting deep into her own pussy and she cried out in frustration and disappointment.


    Chapter Four


    Eventually Victoria must have drifted off to sleep despite her peculiar situation because she was shocked into sudden wakefulness by a sharp p to her bare breast and she opened her sleep-dusted eyes to see Amelia bending over her. The girl was wearing her corset and stockings but nothing else and her hands were free and Victoria felt a spasm of jealousy sweep through her at the thought of delights of something so simple as being able to use one''s hands again. It was Amelia who released her from the torturous grasp of the leather strap and she was so grateful that she was allowed to slump against Amelia''s warmth when the pain struck as the blood rushed back into the afflicted areas.


    The throbbing agony in herbia forced tears out of her sapphire eyes and she squealed helplessly as the pain spread up into her mind. She was allowed a minute or so to recover and then Amelia pointed to the chamber pot and Victoria squatted over it obediently. She managed to sit on the cool china rim a little more decorously this time but still blushed furiously as the hot urine sshed out of her pussy and tinkled noisily into the vessel. The smell wafted up her nose and she wrinkled it in disgust then stood up quickly in order to get away from it.


    "Bring it with you," Amelia ordered sharply and Victoria looked at her nkly as she wondered how she was meant to do that with her hands cuffed together. Sighing heavily, Amelia pushed Victoria down to the floor so that her head was next to the smelly bowl and then said, "Use your mouth to pick it up with, girl. Nowe on!"


    Victoria recoiled in horror at the very thought but her attempt to rise was thwarted by the light touch of a cane tip tracing its way down the bones of her back as Sir had entered surreptitiously as she had been grovelling.


    "Is she being recalcitrant?" he murmured and at the silky threat encased in those simple words, Victoria steeled herself and, opening her mouth wide, bit down on the handle and somehow mbered to her feet whilst maintaining her grip on the chamber pot. The acrid stench of her own waste was now right by her nose and she felt the harsh fumes drift into her eyes as she carefully followed Sir and Amelia down the stairs. Her jaw muscles ached abominably but she feared the consequences too much to let go and so she bravely held on until they reached a sluice room where Amelia took the pot and tipped out the contents before leading her into breakfast where she was fed spoonfuls of porridge by Amelia as if she was a baby.n/?/vel/b//jn dot c//om

 Chapter 9: Sweaty Leveling

    <h4>Chapter 9: Sweaty Leveling</h4>


    After the Jeju Ind raid. Sung Jinwoo wanted to rx a bit after that decent fight with that ant menace Beru; "He''s going to be a really good shadow for my shadow army." Jinwoo said.


    Once he got on the ship back to Korea, he was confronted by his sister who seemed to be having a puzzling look on her face when she then spoke, "You want toe hang out me and some others and have a party Oppa? You look like you could use some rest right?"


    "Yeah, that wouldn''t be too bad,"


    "Alright then,e with me Oppa, I''ll show you which room of the ship it''s in."


    He followed his sister down the hallway of the ship. A nice standard looking ship with red carpeted floors and a a beige colored wall. As they were walking he couldn''t help but take a peek of his sister''s physique, nice and fit from the work they both had put into themselves over the months. He saw her nice round ass that any man would find attractive as her glutes were well built and developed. He couldn''t really keep himself from staring for too long before his sister looked back as they approached the elevator that lead to a downstairs floor. She asked, "Whatcha lookin at Oppa?"


    "Uh uhhh nothin," she looked at him suspiciously but turned around as the elevator door opened to find both Kanae but also Cha Hae In unni with Han Song-I talking to each other. Kanae was holding an odd looking bag, a suitcase lookin bag with a lock on it, and they then turned to both him and Jinah and Song-I said, "Hey Jinah! You and Jinwooin down?"


    She answered, "Yeah, me and Oppa want to have a good time down at the Shaker''s room."


    "Really? That''ll be great, Oppa would be a great addition to the party we''re about to throw down there!" Song-I exined. As they entered the elevator and the door shut, Cha Hae In got in close to Jinwoo and asked, "Did Jinah tell you what type of party we''re having?"


    "No, not exactly..."


    "It''s going to be a sex party," she stated seductively, "You okay with that Jinwoo?"


    "Wha what do mean by tha-?" She grabbed him by the chin then kissed him, her tongue demanding entry, as he obliged as both of her hands started to touch his side, his hands holding her waist as one of her hands slid down to reach his pants as he started getting hard down there at her sudden audacity and aggressiveness. She starting feeling up and down his crotch as his bulge was starting to make his pants feel ufortable. Song-I stepped in between to cut her off as well as Jinah with Kanae still in the back with her arms folded around her massive chest, Song-I then said, "Hey! Hands off of Oppa until we reach the room, then we all can get piece of him. And me, Jinah, you, Kanae and even the others can split him whenever we want." Song-I and Jinah both grabbed his right and left arm and both started running and dragged Jinwoo to the door slightly down the hallway that had a sign on it that read ''Shakers'', opened it and then dragged him in. It was dark but Hae-In turned on the lights to reveal a stereotypical looking hotel room but with much more space. The couch, T.V., a humongous king size bed, a huge floor area, a sink and two bathrooms, a huge table and 10fy chairs and 2 steel chairs. "This is a pretty big room, hahaha," Jinwoo nervouslyughed while witnessing the very weird ambiance that the ce was giving off. Then all of a sudden his sister pushed him onto the bed for him to sit down, then asked him, "Like this room? It''s a room specially catered for a richer couple." She then turned around as she heard a knock at the door, "Looks like we have some more guests." The door opened then came in...Esil? That demon girl from the 80th floor of the demon castle? "Esil, what are you doing here?" He asked baffled and in shock that she showed up so randomly. "Oh, I was able to find a way to get out of the pce and so I tried to first figure out where you were and meet up with you, what''s going on?" She exined, confused as to why he was in a room with 3 other human girls, "Is that your sister Sung Jinah?" "Yeeeeaaah..." he replied bluntly. "You know her Jinwoo?" Kanae asked. "Yeah, we met in the demon castle dungeon. She''s not a threat, at least as far as I can tell," he said trying to tease her a bit. "Heyyy my n did good things for you!" "Yeah yeah, but are you sure you wanna stay here?" He asked. "Yeah, we''re having a sex party," Hae-In chimed in, "all of us n to fuck Jinwoo until we reach Korea."


    "Re re really? With Jinwoo Oppa?" She blushed, wildly embarrassed at what she had just told her.


    "Mhm." Hae-In replied. While going over to make out with Jinwoo, iming his lips while bending over, and pushing him toy back and down on the bed while begging for entry to his mouth, tongue slipping in. He went to grab her nice round ass as he started getting hard again, her hands now unbuckling his belt and and pulling his pants off to expose his very well endowed cock, it had to be around 12 inches, as she then went to grab it, "ahhh mm, ghh!" He started moaning as she started stroking it up and down while continuing to devour his mouth. He grabbed her ass and started squeezing it, feeling that fat ass jiggle as he went underneath her panties and started fingering her pussy, feeling her pussy juices gushing around his fingers as she started moaning loud; "Oh fuuuck!"


    Jinah made a move to his right climbing up and said, "Oppa, you''re not getting away with not having a part of you busy," as she then climbed over him fully naked and brought her pussy up to his mouth as he then started to speak eat her pussy out moaning into her, making her moan as well. In the meantime Song¡ªI and Esil started making out with Song-I taking the lead and shoving two fingers in her pussy making her moan really loudly, surprised at how good it felt to be fingerfucked. Then Kanae with no one yet watching the other''s pleasuring each other, started fingering her clit and slid two fingers inside her own entrance, but not being able to get in on the action was problematic so she went over to the box that was on the table and dug into it, bringing out a 14 inch double ended silicone strap-on dildo with a nice bulbous head with a 6 inch girth, the biggest one of the bunch, 8 of them in total as she walked over to Hae-In and Jinah.


    "Want a little hardcore fucking Hae-In?" She asked.


    "Oh yes please, please fuck me with that, Jinwoo-Ssi I''m gonna put your cock in me first," she stated as she mmed down on his cock, loving it nice and rough, feeling his hard long cock destroy her depths. "Mmm fuck, you''re so tight Hae-In sunbae,"


    "Yeah you like that Jinwoo-Ssi? You like my tight fucking pussy engolfing that big fucking cock of yours?"


    "Mhm"


    "I''m going to put mine in now," Kanae stated as she starting inching her strap-on inside inch by inch inside her pussy right on top of Jinwoo''s big dick.


    "AHHH FUCK THAT STRETCH FEELLSS SOOOO FUCKING GOOOOD OH MY GOSH OH MY GOSH OH MY GOSHH FUUUUUUCKKK!!!" She practically screamed, "YEEESS OHH FUUUCK" And as her pussy was being pounded by both cocks deep inside, hitting her g spot relentlessly. Song-I got a strap-on from the box that was on the table as well, this one being a ten inch dildo with a rougher shape with bumps on it and she then went over to Esil who was lying down on the bed next to Jinwoo.


    "Get on your hands and knees for me Esil sunbae," she said as Esil turned over, blushing at this embarrassing position, "What a cute pink pussy and asshole you got, it looks real tasty." As she brought her face up to her clit, teasing it with the tip of her tongue as she then worked her way up, spreading her beautifully round and supple ass cheeks as she licked a stripe up her crack and then started to eat her ass out, tonguing her hole deep, twisting, twirling her tongue and enjoying the taste of her delicious ass. Lapping at it and then ate her pussy out, tasting her sweet juices that tasted like strawberry. She then brought her cock up to her asshole and pussy, grinding up and down her crack as she then paused to ask in a whimper, "which one would you like for me to fuck baby? Your ass or your pussy?"


    "NnnGg it''s so hard to choose, mmmm, please stick it in my tight fucking asshole baby!" She replied practically squirming and drooling for something to fuck her, having been her first experience ever getting fucked, especially by a human. She started breaching that tight ring, with just the tip, and slowly made her way inside until she bottomed out and then stopped to check on Esil, "You doing alright baby, hmm?"


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    "Yeah, please move, I want my ass bred Song-I, fuck it nice and hard." Song-I started thrusting in and out as she herself was kneeling behind Esil while leaning over, whispering how good it felt as the other end of the dildo pleasured herself with each thrust.


    Meanwhile as Jinah felt like she was missing out on the strap-on parade, she herself went to go strap one on.


    Hunter Cha got off and started giving Sung a blowjob, starting with the tip and working her way down his pussy wrecker. He loved the view with her sucking him off, deep throating him and taking him all the way down to the base. Hunter Tawata came over next to her and started licking the other side of his cock, from underneath, down to his balls, slurping them up, fondling and ying with them. He looked over to see Jinah putting a strapon on herself, struggling with the strap part, but she eventually got it on, it looked to be around his size of 12 inches or so. She came over with it and was a little confused about what to do but then Kanae stood up and said, "It''s my turn Jinwoo-Ssi," as she slid his thick cock inside her and began to slide up and down his girth making him moan in the process.


    "Oh fuck you feel so tight Kanae," he stated as Jinah was making out with Hae-In right beside them. She reached around and grabbed Hae-In''s butt and squeezed it, feeling the plumpness in her hands grasp as she then spanked it. "You have such a tight naughty ass Hunter Cha, maybe it needs some S-Tier punishment?"


    "You like my ass? I like yours too, wanna have a taste of it Jinah-nim?"


    "Mhmmmm yeah that''d be great," she responded as she dominated Hae-In''s mouth. As much as she loved getting eaten out her self and fucked, especially by her Oppa''s big cock. She also had a dominant side to her, one she wanted to express tonight, starting first with fucking her brother''s crush, Cha Hae-In. Hae-In got on her hands and knees as she then brought her hands back to spread her own cheeks open to reveal the puckered hole to her.


    "Oh my! Such a naughty butthole Hunter Cha Sunbae!" She ced her finger on her entrance, then her tongue came to join it as Hae-In moaned loudly. She began eating her out, she slipped her finger in trying to go in to the knuckle, she pulled it out then slipped three fingers inside, each working themselves in with ease. As Hae-In''s pink hole kept winking at hersciviously, making Jinah want her tight hole even more, her face flushed pink and warm, filled with desire to make her tight hole her''s, to im it as her personal onahole.


    "Ahhh yes keep going!" Hae-In shouted. She was getting very close to orgasm as Jinah then ruthlessly thrusted her fingers in and out, angling it down to stimte her pussy as well, which then sent her overboard as she then started to squirt.


    "I''M CUUMINNGGG!!!" She shouted out loudly as Jinah went down to lick her then releasing pussy juices, letting them flow into her mouth and on her face lewdly, where even her brother was blushing and getting harder at the sight while Kanae was bouncing on his cock, her dildo still on, pping agains his stomach as she was nning on still using itter.


    "Yes keep cumming for me baby!" Jinah said.


    "Ohhhh fuuuuuuuckkk yessss!" Hae-In eximed in ecstasy as she kept unloading on her face.


    Jinah then pulled her fingers out and quickly climbed on top of her and then pushed her strapon inside her, no time to rest as it went all the way in.


    As they were going at it, Esil and Song-I were getting close to orgasm, "Oh yes Esil noona, cum for me baby! Ohhh fuuuuck your nice little demon asshole looks sooo cuuttee and fuckable yeeahhhh giiiirrlll!" Song-I said, talking dirty as they both approached orgasm.


    "Mmmm gghg AAAAHHHHHH!!!!" Esil screamed as both her and Song-I climaxed on the bed. Panting hard as each was still in desperate need of pleasure. But as Esilid down exhausted, Song-I was ready for more, as she looked over to where Kanae was riding Jinwoo with a smug grin on her face. She went over to them, as Kanae kept bouncing up and down squirting her juices everywhere as Jinwoo kept relentlessly pounding her like the strong monster he is. He may have been the one underneath but he had full control, no one in this region and maybe the entire world was as strong as Jinwoo, but Jinwoo was still human, susceptible to pleasure and need for stimtion, and that''s what they all nned to give him one way or another. He flipped Kanae so he could then fuck her doggy style as stuck his dick back in and thrusted into her g spot over and over again. Song-I saw it and was amazed at how well he looked, just a little while ago he was just your average sized frail kid, and now he looked like a Greek God, apparently his second awakenings really got him far as a Hunter, and every bit of him looked sexy from his chiseled abs to his back, his arms, his legs especially, she was a big fan of well shaped glutes, especially on a man because of how rare it is, and my oh my did it look tempting to her. She wanted to do many things to his ass, and all of a sudden she reaches out to grab at it, "nice ass you got Jinwoo, did your awakening also help develop your cute little cake?"


    "Huh, what do you mean by tha- ah fuck!" He groaned as she stuck her face between his cheeks and started rimming him as he was thrusting, trying not to stop at the sudden intrusion. She then began to slip her tongue inside his hole, tasting it and swirling her tongue around making him moan even louder. "Fuck Jinwoo, you got even harder inside me, fuck," Kanae stated as she moved her hips back in tandem with his thrusts trying to feel as much of that hardness as possible.


    He gave onest deep ravenous thrust and climaxed inside her wet folds as she climaxed also, feeling the rush of pain and pleasure going through her pussy. He pulled his cock out of her hole as it slid out with a pop, Hae-In and Jinah crawled over with smiles on their faces.


    "Hey Song-I, want to see my Oppa''s cock inside your tight ass? It''ll feel really good just trust me."


    She hesitated for a second but then nodded as she spread her legs as Jinwoo pulled her by the waist towards himself and went down on her, prating his tongue deep inside her delicious asshole. It was very tasty and he couldn''t get enough of it, slurping, thering and scooping, digging into every crevice, leaving no stones left unturned. He looked at her for second and said, "Your ass is very tasty Song-I, but what did you think of mine, sneaking behind me and all?"


    "It wa- ahh fuck! It was the best tasting asshole I''ve ever had Oppa. Oohhh keep doing that, fuck!" She replied, gasping for air as he kept teasing her hole. He stuck a finger inside, then two, then a third, thrusting them back and forth in a smooth but fast rhythm while continuing the assault with his tongue. Tasting the entirety of her ass and giving her cheeks some kisses. He took his fingers as she looked behind herself, mouth open, and watching Jinwoo sunbae slurping on the fingers he just fucked her hole with while staring at her with a very seductive and even a slutty look? But before she could do anything he aligned his cock with her entrance and slowly and seductively slid his manhood in inch by agonizing inch until he finally bottomed out making her moan and praying that he could just pound her asshole into next week. So he did as he slid back, then thrust back in in one smooth motion, as he continually went in back in forth.


    "Fuck yesss Jinwoo Oppa, you''re so good at this, I don''t know if I want to have any other cock in me besides yours, fuuuuuck!" She was practically screaming at this point. He then sped up, using his yer gifted speed to bring her to orgasm, then he pulled out.


    "RIGHT THERE RIGHT THERE RIGHT THER- FUUUUUCKKK!!!" Song-I cried out as she squirted loads and loads of her juices onto him, and some of it even shot so far up it hit his face by the mouth region and he went to finger even more of it out of her, thrusting his fingers into her ass at an arc to stimte the pussy region as even more juiced poured out and into his mouth as he went down to drink and savor her juices, andp it up, making her moan even more. Jinah and Hae-In were beside them fingering and making out with each other, "That''s so fucking hot," Jinah noted. Kanae who was also next to them nodded in agreement. But she was getting turned on for a different reason, she felt like he was making a statement of wanting topete like he had just won a battle, and had dominance in fucking, and making Song-I into a slutty sloppy mess, and if he wanted topete then so was she as one of Japan''s top hunters, known for her athleticism and physique and fighting ability, she even defeated many men at wrestling and sparringps who were hunters. She felt the urge to want to wrestle Jinwoo for dominance as she stared him in the eyes with a predatory grin. She licked her lips and then came up to him and said "How about you and me have a little friendly wrestlingpetition Jinwoo-san where whoever wins gets to use the other in whatever way they want for an hour, no Hunter abilities allowed though."


    "Sure, and that''s fine, you think you''re able to beat me though? I am quite strong but I''ll make it more fair for you by limiting the amount of strength I assert."


    "Who knows, but I''m very hungry for some action." She knew that he was on another level but that didn''t mean that she couldn''t find a way to win especially her advantages in flexibility speed and stealth even though he also had a lot of thetter also.


    They locked up. He slowly gained the advantage by wrenching her arm back and pulling her leg out from under her. He then got on top and as one arm restrained her top half. His other hand slipped between her legs and started to slide a digit in. But as soon as he did she twisted and used her flexibility to get out from underneath him and then get behind and on top of him. She struggled for a bit to keep him restrained but her one arm was able to stay locked around his neck in a chokehold. Of course he''s not trying that much, but Jinwoo is definitely impressed by her physical abilities. She then used her other hand to reach back and slide her finger into his cheeks, now he tried to resist a little bit but her legs and her core strength kept him locked in ce as she forced a finger into his tight and resilient hole. He moaned as she then slide another in, thrusting them in and out with force with her strap-ony straight across his back as he could feel the girth, simr to his, but a couple inches longer. He could sense her lust very clearly from right underneath her, her lust and need to dominate. And with two fingers in his ass he could tell where this would be going, although not too opposed to it even though he is a bit nervous about such a huge dildo even longer than his own going inside himself. She slid a third finger in making him moan even louder, she was ruthless with her fingers, constantly driving in and out, trying to make him cum with just her digits inserted inside, knowing he couldst after multiple orgasms. She prodded downwards and started to shake her fingers up and down and mercilessly abusing his prostate.


    "Ohh fuuuuuck." He stated groaning at the pain but mostly pleasure at her skilled and experience fingers taming his tight hole and making it hers. He then released and let out tons of his semen spurt all ever the bed, loads upon loads. He doesn''t think he has ever came this much ever before, but it felt so fucking good having his asshole ravaged and fingered by her controlling digits.


    "Aahhh that felt so good Kanae, please fuck me already, stick your huge cock inside my gaping asshole please." He practically begged for it after feeling that amazing sensation of being fingered.


    "Nah ahh, first admit that you lost and call me Master."


    "I admit defeat to you Kanae, my loser hole is desperately in need of master''s cock."


    "Good boyyy," She states as she slides down and then inserts her strap-on inside his entrance, just thrusting it in hard. Not going easy on him at all she relentlessly pounds into his asshole, stretching it nice and wide open. Jinah and Hae-In are in shock that Jinwoo had a fetish like this, although it was definitely super hot seeing her brother getting fucked in the ass by a woman. They all knew that if he wanted to he could flip the script but it seems like he''s enjoying being dominated by a cute muscle mommy like Kanae. Just thinking about it makes her curious about also going to town on her brother like Kanae is.


    "You want to join in Jinah san?" Kanae asked as she saw how amused Jinah''s face was seeing herself fuck her brother''s ass.


    "Mhm sure!" She replied, she crawled behind him as Kanae stopped her thrusting, Jinwoo then Jinwoo looked behind to see his sister lining her 12 inch rubber strapon underneath Kanae''s as she began to prod at it a couple of times and then finally thrusting inside his tight and wet hole making his asshole gape way more than it ever has before. He felt so full and so stuffed having two cocks in him, but he could take it. He began to moan in pleasure more as they kept thrusting in and out, each doing their best to hit his prostate each time, hitting it relentlessly and vigorously trying to make him climax from just his ass. Jinah then gets underneath him, her dildo still inserted, but she wanted him to start riding her cock and bounce his tight ass on their cocks up and down as she made out with him sliding her tongue into his wet cavern. She grabbed him by the chin as she practically tongue fucked his mouth.


    "You love having your ass fucked this badly huh Oppa?"


    "Fuck yeah- ahh!"


    Kanae took her dildo out and then went to eating out his ass, sticking her tongue deep inside his hole, taking Jinah''s dildo and sucking on it.


    "Mmmm delicious, your asshole is so tasty Jinwoo-Ssi." She said. She then slid her cock back in his hole along with Jinah''s as he moaned in ecstasy. They kept fucking him like experts and he could feel something building up as his cock started spasming and he could feel he was near to orgasm.


    "I''m gonna cum!" Jinwoo stated as he then erupted load upon load onto his sister''s stomach as Kanae and his sister kept pounding into him through climax. They then each pulled out as they themselves reached a climax andid right beside Jinwoo.


    "Did you have some fun tonight Oppa?" Jinah asked.


    "Yeah, definitely, I wouldn''t mind doing it again sometime.


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    "Oh yeah, you can just ask me Oppa, anytime you want to set it up and I''ll get it done.

 Chapter 10: Blank Cheque

    <h4>Chapter 10: nk Cheque</h4>


    Joe was the hottest boss I''d ever had, and he flirted with everyone. So I wasn''t necessarily surprised when asionally he took notice of me.


    "Hey, Sandra," he''d say, resting one hip on my desk and shing me that killer smile. The oneplete with dimples and deep, soulful brown eyes.


    "Hey, Joe," I supplied, keeping my eyes on myputer screen.


    "Want toe out with us Friday night?"


    "No, sorry, I''m busy that night," I nced at him, noting the humor in his eyes that never dimmed.


    "Sure, no problem. Maybe next week?" The way he said it, it sounded more like an answer than a question.


    "Maybe next week." Was I agreeing? I was definitely not agreeing.


    "Great!" And with that, he floated off assuredly to his next proposition. I had to admit, he had an excellent body, and I had to admire that kind of swaggering confidence.


    The next week, Joe was carrying an armful of folders and arge box of files. Slung across his arm was also an Armani jacket, so casually it nearly made me cringe. As he walked by my desk, something must have dropped out of the pocket. Momentster, when he had disappeared into his office, I looked down and noticed a leather ck book, smaller than my hand, lying on the floor.


    Discreetly, I speared it with my heel, drug it out of sight and bent to pick it up. Opening the first few pages, I immediately noticed the many names and numbers of many women who worked in our building and, figuring this was something better examined in private, quickly stashed it in my briefcase.


    Blushing, I pretended to be busy at work and let my thoughts race. Was that what I think it was? This wasn''t a man who was careless in business, but clearly, if this was some kind of little ck book, he was obviously careless in his personal life. Someone in his position surely wouldn''t keep something like that...


    "Hey, Sandra!"


    Startled, my hands jolted and spewed random letters across the proposal I was writing.


    "Hm?" I nced up as Joe leaned across my desk, resting his chin in his hands.


    "I was hoping we could have a little talk about something. Say, tonight, over dinner?" He smiled and it was hard to break my gaze away.


    "Sure," I managed, trying to look innocent.


    "Perfect. The Ivy, off 38th. Eight o''clock."


    "Sure."


    He winked, like we had a secret. Then left.


    Slowly, I packed up my things and decided to call it a day. I wasn''t going to get anything else done here.


    When I got home, I opened the book again. My name wasn''t in it. Some of the names I knew, some I didn''t. Some were crossed off. Then I noticed many of them had amounts listed next to them.


    100, I read. 150. 125...


    Hmm. While I raised an eyebrow at some, most of the names didn''t surprise me.


    Dinner was in two hours. What was I going to do?


    After some thought, a smile crossed my lips. I went through my clothes, pulling out a sexy skirt and nearly see-through blouse with some spicy lingerie underneath. If Joe was looking for some kind of negotiation, that''s what I''d give him.


    ---- x o ----


    When she walked in, I didn''t recognize her at first. The woman who usually dressed conservatively had on a skimpy little ck skirt and silver top, unbuttoned and revealing somethingcy underneath. Shapely, long legs tapered down onto a pair of ck stilettos. I tried not to lick my lips.


    "Hey, Joe."


    "Hey, Sandra."


    She smelled fantastic. Something dark and crisp and alluring. Her brown hair was down, her eyes smokey in makeup I''d never seen hear wear. I felt my cock twitch and tried to keep myselfposed as I took her hand and kissed it.


    "Shall we?"


    I let the hostess lead us to our private table and ordered us some oysters and champagne. Of course, we had an entire balcony to ourselves, just as I had arranged it.


    "So," I said conversationally, "It''s been awhile since I hired you to work for thepany. How are you liking your position?"


    "Oh," she smiled, her lip gloss glittering in the dim light. "I think I like it just fine. But, of course, I''m always looking for new opportunities."


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    "That''s just what I was hoping to hear."


    I watched her sip her drink and eat delicately. She traced the top of her ss with her finger and I found myself mesmerized by her lips. They were full and thick, and shimmering wet with gloss. I''d always found her attractive, but with all her features embellished she was downright sexy. Delighted she hade to y, I''d let her think she had the upper hand. I had a feeling we''d both be leaving quite satisfied.


    ---- x o ----


    "So, Sandra," he said.


    "Yes, Joe?" I smiled.


    "I think you have something that belongs to me."


    "Oh," I reached into my purse, pulling out the little ck book. "Do you mean this?"


    I leafed through the pages once again, trying to contain my amusement. He''d clearly left it for me to find. But why? Intrigued now, I crossed and uncrossed my legs, allowing my skirt to hike up a bit further.


    "What is it?"


    He stared at me a moment, a smile ying across his mouth. He had a bit of stubble, making him look tougher and a bit more rugged. A bit more dangerous.


    "I think you know what it is."


    I smiled.


    "I imagine a man in your position might find something like this a...sensitive matter. And I suspect you would like it back."


    "Yes," he held his gaze, and I began to find this game very exciting.


    "I may be willing to be discreet about this..." I set the book on the table. "For a price."


    "I thought you might say that," he held my gaze, still giving nothing away. "What did you have in mind?"


    "What''s it worth to you?"


    He seemed to consider for a moment, then stood, drawing me up as well. He reached around me and pulled me snugly against him.


    "Hey-"


    "I''ll make you a deal," he said, his hands on my hips. "You give me the book back, and I give you a night you won''t forget."


    His hands began to roam higher, brushing under my blouse.


    "No deal," I said. "I give you the book back, and you give me a promotion. And we forget I ever saw it."


    I ced my hands on his chest to try to push him away, and he caught one and began to nibble on my fingers.


    "The problem with that deal is, it doesn''t include you. And I''m ustomed to getting what I want."


    He leaned in and kissed my neck, his hands dipping under my blouse and his thumbs brushing just beneath my breasts. The man was sexy, I had to admit, and it had been a while, a long, long while, since I''d slept with anyone.


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    "You can''t afford me," I managed as his hands became very busy and he began kissing his way along my neck.


    "Name your price," he murmured, biting my earlobe.


    I backed away, putting some space between us. I ran a hand through my hair.


    "Listen, Joe, I''ve never done anything like this before."


    "Then let''s make it simple." He pulled out his checkbook, scribbled something on it, and handed it to me.


    Stunned, I nced down at a signed nk check.


    "You can''t be serious," I blurted.


    "I want you, Sandra. One night. Name your price." He held out a pen.


    I hadn''t intended for things to go this way. I had wanted to dangle the bait in front of him, then walk away with my promotion and leave him with his secrets. But... ncing at the check, I felt a little lightheaded.


    "Hold on a second," I held up a finger. "...what exactly are you proposing?"


    He grinned, a sly toothy smile spreading across his face.


    "You name your price, and in return, I get you for one night. What we do is entirely up to me. What we don''t do, that''s entirely up to you. And, of course, I get my book back."


    Feeling curious, brave and a little turned on, I contemted the deal. Then, I wrote in ONE MILLION and a one, followed by six zeroes. I held it up for him to see.


    "How about this?" I said smugly.


    "Done," he said, picking up the ck book from the table. "Let''s go."


    My jaw dropped as he took my hand.


    "You can''t be serious."


    "Darling, I''m always serious when ites to business."


    --- x o ----


    I was still stunned as I found myself standing in his penthouse, overlooking the city. The check was tucked in my purse, and I was in shock. This couldn''t actually be happening. He handed me a ss of wine and looked me up and down with those dark brown eyes.


    "You don''t actually expect me to believe you''re going to go through with this."


    "Do you happen to know what my worth is?" he countered, pulling me close again and beginning to unbutton my blouse.


    "Well, yeah, but..."


    He brushed the sleeves over my shoulders, then let my shirt fall to the ground, kissing the exposed skin above my bra.


    "Trust me, Sandra, I''m good for it."


    He trailed open mouthed kisses across my breasts, then up my neck.


    "Last chance to back out," he whispered, his hands roaming down to gently cup my ass. "Do you agree to our deal, or not?"


    He gave my ass a squeeze.


    "Okay, all right. I agree."


    "Good girl," he murmured, turning me away to pull me back against him. He bit my shoulder, the fingers of one hand sying across my stomach as his other hand pulled down my skirt.


    He made an approving sound at my choice of underwear: a ckce thong. I started to reach for my shoes before he stopped me.


    "No, leave the heels on."


    One hand keeping me pressed against him-I could feel his erection against the small of my back-he used the other to toy with the thong, brushing his hand along the front of my thighs.


    I squirmed as his fingers roamed the edges of the fabric, his hand leaving my belly to squeeze one breast, his breath heavy on the back of my neck.


    "You are so gorgeous," he said softly in my ear. His fingers dipped inside me, gently probing, teasing. I groaned.


    He unfastened my bra, then turned me around and kissed me, gently at first and then more urgently.


    "Tell me to stop, if you get ufortable."


    Then he pushed my back against the wall and dropped to his knees, kissing his way down my stomach and stopping between my thighs. He pressed a kiss to my mound, then I felt his tonguepping at my folds.


    "Oh, God," I gripped his hair as he pushed his tongue inside me. I felt a finger enter me as he continued his assault, and my knees went weak when he sucked at my sensitive bud. He pumped a finger in and out as he licked and kissed my most sensitive core. When I thought my legs might buckle, he stood and scooped me up.


    His bed wasrge and luxurious. Heid me down, then flipped me over.


    "On your knees."


    I obeyed, turning on my hands and knees, my heels hanging off the edge of the bed.


    "Mmm," he ran a hand over my ass, squeezing and kneading, as I heard his pants unzip. I felt him rub his length up and down my opening, the smooth head of his cock teasing my outer lips which were now nearly dripping with wetness.


    "God you look so sexy."


    He pushed his cock into me just barely, then stopped. I squirmed again as he reached around and tugged at my nipples. I tried to push back into him, but he held my hips with one hand and swatted my ass with the other.


    "Ah-ah," he teased.


    "Oh," I gasped, as he spanked me again. Then again. I felt his cock push in just a bit more, his thick girth filling me and nearly trembled.


    "You like the way I feel inside you?"


    "Mm," I grunted.


    "That''s not an answer." He spanked me again, harder this time. I felt my skin growing hot.


    "Ah! Yes!"


    "Good girl." He pumped inside me, once, twice. Pulling out slowly, then firmly thrusting back in. He spanked me again, fucking me roughly until I came.


    "Oh, God!" I screamed, my whole body tensing as he continued to pump into me, filling me tightly, his thrusts swift and unrelenting.


    "On your knees."


    Weakly, I slid to the ground. He gripped the back of my head and guided his cock into my mouth. I sucked generously, feeling his thickness and swirling my tongue around the tip.


    "Suck hard."


    I obeyed, feeling him pulse and grow stiff. He began to pump gently into my mouth, gripping my hair, I took him deeply until, with a final thrust and a loud groan, he came and I felt his warm cum slide down my throat.


    With a final lick, he pulled me to my feet.


    "I''m going to fuck you again."


    He pushed me back onto the bed, onto my back, and suckled my breasts again, teasing the nipples until they felt tender and erect, squeezing with his hands.


    He found my mouth again and began to kiss me deeply, urgently, and I felt his cock stir again.


    Unexpectedly, he stood, opening his bedside drawer and pulling out three silk ties.


    "Lift your arms."


    I watched as he tied both my wrists to the bedpost, then slid one over my eyes.


    "Are you ufortable?"


    "No," I breathed as his tongue dipped into my bellybutton. His teeth scraped along my abdomen.


    "Good."


    Blindly, I heard him fumble around the drawer again. Curious, somewhat hesitant, I listened to try to figure out what he was doing.


    "This won''t hurt."


    I felt something cold press into me. He was fucking me with some kind of object as he kissed me again. I moaned.


    "Spread your legs."


    Somewhat hesitantly, I obeyed, and I felt it press against my asshole. He worked it into me slowly, filling my ass. I felt oddly turned on, helpless to move my arms. I arched my back as he pushed it deeper, finger fucking me as he went.


    "Wider."


    I lifted my knees further apart and the end of the plug finally met my ass. Then, I felt him tease me again, his cock pressing at my opening.


    "Ah."


    I strained against the fabric of the ties as he barely pressed inside me, slowly filling me, I felt his cock twitch as he bottomed out inside me. His hands gripped my hips tightly as he worked his way in and out, slowly picking up the pace.


    "Tell me to fuck you."


    "Oh God," I groaned, as he slowly pulled out. Then stopped.


    "Oh, please. Fuck me. Fuck me!"


    He rammed inside me. I heard the p of skin as he began a brutal pace, my ass bouncing as he grunted with each thrust, feeling impossibly full and overwhelmed with sensation.


    "Oh, fuck. Oh fuck."


    He lifted my hips off the bed, fucking me impossibly deeper, until I came with a scream, shuddering as he came with me, filling me with his load.


    Exhausted, spent, I felt myself go limp as hey on top of me, both of us sweaty and sated.


    "Tired?" he asked me finally. I nodded.


    "Too bad..." I heard the humor in his voice. "The night''s only half over."

 Chapter 11: Good Dumpster Whore (1)

    <h4>Chapter 11: Good Dumpster Whore (1)</h4>


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    I wait, as I usually do at this time of day, in the foyer in front of the front door. Naked, sitting in my submissive posture - heels under my ass, knees spread wide to show him what is his, hands sped behind my back. I''ve put on my nipple mps and pussy mps so I am wide open and bejeweled for him when he walks in the door. The nipple mps have red jewels hanging down that sway when I crawl, the chain from them leading to my pussy mps that keep me open for his perusal and pleasure. I''ve put in a lubed red-jeweled anal plug forter. I am lotioned and cleaned out and ready for him as expected.


    When I hear the beep of the door opening, I thrust my tits out and push my hands further towards the floor so that I am on full disy.


    He walks in and closes the door behind him. Dropping his keys on the entryway table, he picks up the mail on the table and takes a casual look. After he is done there, he nces at me on the floor waiting for him. He slowly walks over, taps my chin, and says "Piss".


    I unbuckle his belt, leaving it in the loops. Unbutton his trousers and pull down the zip. He is soft when I reach in and pull him out. I pull out his dick and put the head in my mouth and suckle lightly until the warm flow of his piss fills my mouth. He regtes his flow so I am not overwhelmed but I take it all. All the while, he strokes my jaw softly.


    "Such a good dumpster whore you are my love."


    When I''ve finished, I clean him up, taking his full length in my mouth and licking away any leftovers. I tuck his semi-hard dick back in his pants, zip him up, button his button and buckle his trousers. It''s obscene really, how hard he is in his trousers. I wonder if he likes being confined again; restrained. He slowly looks around and apparently not seeing what he is looking for he asks


    "Maria? Is she ready for us?"


    Keeping my eyes on the floor I reply, "Yes, Sir. She is in the kitchen." It is my job to answer his questions with exactly the amount of information he has asked for - nothing more and nothing less. There is a freedom in that I think. I do not have to entertain or fill loud silences with incessant chatter. I am brought back to the bare bones of myself as a person and it is peaceful here in my mind. I am content.


    He walks off and swings his head around the open doorway to the kitchen,


    "Maria, we are ready. Please bring an empty side te as well."


    "Yes Sir" I hear in reply from the kitchen. Maria is the chef, housekeeper and general go to woman for all things domestic in our home. She asionally ys with us as well which is fortunate as she is stunning.


    He turns towards me again. "Crawl. Assume your position."


    I know what this means as it happens most evenings. I turn around and crawl from my position in the foyer, bejeweled tits swaying, hips swaying, plug sparkling. He walks behind me as he always does; I know to watch the show. He never seems to get tired of it. I crawl through therge entryway down the hall to therge dining room. I crawl over to his chair at the head of the table and put my cheek on the floor facing his chair, near where his brogues will be, ass in the air within hands-reach and knees under my hips for support. He sits down in his chair, spreads his napkin across hisp, then slowly caresses my ass and fiddles with my jeweled plug. My pussy is already sopping wet; it was from the moment I took his piss like a whore. I am his dumpster, his cumdump, pissdump, fuck doll, cocksleave for him to use however he wants. He fills me as he wants, he lets others fill me as he wants, he degrades me, humiliates me, uses me. And I love and need every second of it.


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    Maria brings in his dinner, a ss of wine, and a spare te on a little trolley she pushes into the room. She is dressed in her usual uniform, a short grey dress - so short her ass hangs out, no underwear, no bra just her breasts pushed up due to the tightness of the dress. Buttons undone down past her breasts so that she is visible to him should he want her. The white cor on her outfit is pristine and her long, ck hair in a ponytail so that he can move and adjust her as he wishes. On her feet are sky-high ck heels that show off her olive skin. She slowly ces the te, wine, spare te and two napkins in front of him on the table:


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    "Steak, green beans and mashed potatoes, Sir. Your usual red and the side te. Anything else I can get for you, Sir?" she asks.


    He eyes her for a moment, turning the wine ss in his fingertips.


    "Not at the moment Maria, but perhaps for dessert."


    "As you wish, Sir". And she twirls away back to the kitchen.


    He turns to me, "Whore. Suck."


    Slowly, I raise my head and crawl under the table on hands and knees. I lift the napkin, undo his belt, his trouser button and zip and pull out his fully hard dick. Slowly I lick him from root to tip on every side of his dick. I suck on his tip, run my tongue under his head just where he likes it.


    "I said suck, not y. Now." he says shortly.


    He grabs the hair on the back of my head and ms my head onto his dick until I''m touching his balls and stomach with my face and his dick is fully down my throat. He holds me there while I choke on his dick, knowing my breath is gone but also knowing it won''t be forever. He slowly takes the pressure off and resumes eating whilst I throat his dick. I can feel him getting closer and closer to release and he says


    "Stop. Resume your original position."


    I crawl back out from under the table and assume my original position on the floor next to his chair: ass in the air, cheek on the ground facing his chair by his brogues. I can hear a nking above of cutlery, clicking of cutlery on a te. Then he stands, fisting his cock andes over the table. I cannot see what he has done but I am sure I will soon. He turns to me, gestures to his dick and says,


    "Clean."


    And I do, I rise up on my knees, suck his softening dick into my mouth and clean him thoroughly from the base to the head.


    "Good fucking whore. Now sit back on all fours." he says.


    I pull back to all fours by his chair, head looking at the ground. All of a sudden, on the floor beneath my face, is the side te with a couple pieces of steak and a couple green beans covered in a cream sauce; his cum.


    "Eat. No hands per usual like the filthy slut you are. I expect you to clean it."


    He repositions his chair sideways, sits down and crosses one ankle of his knee and watches me whilst drinking the rest of his wine. As suspected, I make a fucking mess. Cum mixed with steak juice all over my face but I have managed to lick the te clean.


    "Good girl. Come here and let me finish cleaning you up because you have made a mess." With that, he gently wipes my face with his napkin.


    "Sit back on your heels, hands behind your back." he says. "Maria! I''m ready for dessert!" He slightly raises his voice. Maria saunters in swaying her hips and tits.


    "Yes, Sir. Where would you like me?" she says.


    "Move these dishes. Ass on the edge of the table, shoes on my shoulder andy on your back."


    While she tidies the dishes further down the table, he repositions his chair back to its original position in front of the head of the table. Maria assumes the required position. Her pussy is glistening with her arousal already. Sir leans over and flicks the front of her dress up for even better ess and then he feasts. All I can hear are wet sucking noises, as he devours her. He isnt gentle; he is matter of fact and gets straight to it. Eating her pussy with nips and licks and sucks until she is screaming out. Shees so hard, so creamy it''s made a mess down her thighs and Sir''s face. He leans back staring at her pussy for a while then picks up the spare napkin and wipes his face clean.


    "That was a delicious dinner as usual my dear. And dessert was even better." he winks at her as she raises herself onto her forearms to look at him, eyes zed from her orgasm.


    He looks to me:


    "Whore, clean her up with your tongue."


    "Yes, Sir." I say.


    Once he has pushed back from the table and left the room, I stiffly stand and lean over the table where Maria is stillid out. Bending in half, I hover over her pussy appreciating the smell and sight before diving in. Starting with her thighs, I use the t of my tongue top up all of the drying cum on her inner thighs. Slowly, I move up to her puffy lips, licking a caressing as I go with my tongue. Because I can''t use my hands, I use my nose first to slide into her slit opening her up before devouring every bit of cum I can from inside her lips and her pussy hole. She moans and writhes on the table but doesn''t touch me. Once I am done, I return to my position on my heels, hands tucked behind my back, tits out on disy with all my jewels on view.


    "Good dumpster whore" she taps my head like a dog, picks up the tes, wine ss, extra te from the floor and the two napkins and heads back to the kitchen, hips swaying.

 Chapter 12: Good Dumpster Whore (2)

    <h4>Chapter 12: Good Dumpster Whore (2)</h4>


    On the floor next to Sir''s chair at the head of the dining table, I melt into my position: sitting on my heels, hands tucked behind my back, tits out on disy. My mind clears in situations like this and it feels a bit like cotton candy - soft, sweet and delicious. I don''t overthink things, I just ''am''.


    After some time, I hear, "dumpster whore,e." from another room.


    Slowly, achingly, I move to my hands and knees, skirt around the chair and table and crawl out into the hallway, nipple jewels swinging from my mps, pussy mps in ce and the sparking jewel in my ass glittering.


    "Too slow whore. We have guests." I hear him from down the hallway - in the living room. Sir doesn''t change his voice at all -- it''s not louder, or higher in anger; he just expects me to hear and to hurry.


    I enter therge room with vaulted ceilings. I see Sir, sitting back on the huge sectional that forms a ''u'' shape in the center of the room, arge ottoman in the center. A soft rug covers most of the space and it''s a wee relief to the tile and hardwood of most of the house on my knees. As I round the corner of the sectional, I see out of the corner of my eye, two men who live in apartments in this building as well: Alexei and Sean, both of whom handle Sir''s security. Keeping my eyes down, I crawl over to Sir and assume my position sitting on my heels, knees spread, hands tucked behind my back, tits out on disy with all my jewels on view.


    Sir ignores me, reaches out and picks up his scotch from the tray on the ottoman (the only thing he drinks in a crystal ss like that), and continues his discussion with the two men. I frankly, don''t listen; that''s not my job. My job is to be filled as a dumpster whore with cum or piss in all my holes or all over my body by whomever my Sir demands and as the situation presents.


    Some timeter, Sir starts flicking my jewels on my tits back and forth so they catch the light. It''s almost an unconscious thing as he keeps talking, drinking out of his ss and flicking. My nipples are hard and hurt and my pussy is wet. I still haven''t cum today. I wonder if he will allow it today?


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    He breaks me out of musings,


    "Cunt, go sit that ass down on Alexei''s dick."


    "Yes, Sir," I reply immediately. I return to all fours, head facing down, and crawl over to the sofa Alexei is sitting on. He sets his crystal ss on the side and motions with his finger for me to turn around. I turn around so my ass is facing him. He flicks my red ass jewel a couple times, moves it around side to side and slowly in and out fucking my ass with it slowly; not saying a word the whole time. I try, honestly I try not to moan but it feels so fucking good in my ass hole I cant help myself:


    "MMmmm-ungh"


    Pretty immediately, a giant handes down on my ass painfully. One, two, three heavy handed strikes. This isn''t a gentle thing -- its fucking hard and my ass smarts, followed by a warm glow in my pussy.


    "Shut the fuck up dumpster whore," Alexei growls. He finally takes out the red ass plug and tosses it away on the floor. "Back that ass up ande sit on my dick bitch."


    I crouch to my feet and slowly rise over him, hooking my legs over his knees. Slowly, I lift my ass up, using his knees to keep my hands on for bnce. I draw his dick to my ass with one hand (he didn''t demand lube so I guess we are using what the ass plug had on it), and slowly slide down his dick. Alexei? He is not small and it hurts for a bit until I can adjust to him. He wraps a tattooed hand around my throat and pulls me back against his chest so my back is to his front, hand putting pressure on my neck. Slowly, he spreads his legs, pulling my legs wide open. I am fully on disy, pussy wide open and soaking, nipple mps, pussy mps and jewels sparkling.


    Sean is standing in front of me now taking thest sips of his drink and Sir is leaning forward diagonally across from us with his elbows on his knees, drink dangling from one hand, his other hand stroking his jaw and lips, mesmerized.


    Sean looks over his shoulder at Sir who gives a single nod with his head. Sean puts his ss down on the ottoman and smiles maniacally and walks over to me.


    "Alright sweetheart. First things first, you are a dumpster whore are you not?" This is rhetorical, he doesn''t require an answer. "With that being said, I need to make sure you are ready for my dick. First, I''m going to fist your sloppy whore pussy until you drench me like the dirty fuckhole you are. Then, I''m going to fuck that pussy while Alexei fucks that ass deep, deeeeeep. Understood? Good."


    He drops to his knees in front of Alexei and I. Slowly, he rolls up the cuff on his shirt, folding it over itself a couple times until his forearm is free of it. Tattoos snake down his arm, across his knuckles and it gets me even wetter. I am a fucking whore for that shit. Sir is a pristine God, he has to be for his work. But these two? Filthy and covered in paint. And I love that dichotomy. Don''t get me wrong, Sir is the dirtiest of them all but on the outside? Pristine perfection. Alexei and Sean don''t hide their proclivities; they wear them proudly and that is beautiful too.


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    Now that his hand, wrist and forearm are free, Sean starts with two fingers. Dragging inside me and bringing my wetness out to my clit for a rub then back deep inside me, after a while he adds a third finger, repeating the same process and then a fourth finger. All the while, Alexei and his thick dick stay lodged in my ass, not moving, not making a sound. Having four fingers in your pussy and a thick cock in your ass is...full. And, because I am a whorebag, I love every second of it. I am already so fucking in the zone I feel it all happening and I am so close toing already.


    "Did I say you could cum whorebag? No I did not." Sean says, smiling in a feral sort of way.


    Fuck. I pull back to the present so I don''t cum. I can''t go to that shimmering ce yet or I will lose control.


    "Here we go fes!" Sean says.


    He pulls his fingers mostly out and tucks his thumb in and slowly pushes into my pussy. I''m dripping everywhere already.


    "Ahhhh there we go you loose whore, that wasn''t hard at all was it" Sean pants.


    His whole hand slips into me and with Alexei''s dick in my ass and Sean''s whole hand in my pussy, my legs start shaking uncontrobly. I am full, stretched everywhere. Sean slowly curls his fingers and brushes my G-spot. I''m shaking so bad.


    "Please let me cum, please," I beg blurt out.


    Sean looks at me for a long moment. "Cum dumpster whore".


    I scream as I soak Sean''s shirt front and I nk out. I''m physically in the room; I know that. But my mind is gone - full of stars and soft, fuzzy fluffy things. Ie back to myself when Alexei squeezes my neck harder and grinds his teeth.


    "Fuck whore, you''ve made a mess of shirt and poor Alexei''s trousers! Your dirty, filthy cunt sprayed us both." Sean gives a side smile as he stands.


    He starts to unbuckle his belt, undoes his pants button and unzips his trousers. He pulls his boxer briefs down below his ass, and leans so his hands are on either side of Alexei and my head on the back of the sofa. His body and legs are straight, feet shoulder width apart on the floor so he was basically doing a diagonal push-up on my pussy. Looking down at me, he smirks, looks to his left at Alexei who tightens his hand on my throat, pushes a thumb under my jaw and pushes bringing my head back over his shoulder. There, standing at the ready is Sir with his dick out. Sir taps my forehead and nose with his dick and I automatically open my mouth. He ms his dick down my throat, balls covering my nose as Sean ms his dick in my wet, sloppy, wide-open pussy. At the same time, Alexei lifts my hips and drags his dick out of my ass.


    "Ungh...gggglllhhh" I gurgle on Sir''s dick.


    Sean leans down and and fucks Alexei''s mouth with his tongue as all the men fuck me hard, deep and fast.


    "Let''s make her airtight," Sir says.


    He shoves his dick down my throat and his balls block my nose, Sean ms his dick into my pussy and Alexei shoves me down so his dick rams into my ass hole. Sean and Alexei keep filling their mouths hungrily with each other''s tongues and Sir caresses my cheek. After a bit, I start to convulse and strain my whole body because ofck of air and the feeling of fullness.


    "Look at my love. Look at her beautiful whore mouth full of my cock, her sloppy, gaping pussy full of another man''s dick. Her loose ass hole overflowing. Lets fuck her hard and leave her raw and dripping just the way a dumpster whore should be left," Sir says.


    Just when I started to see spots, my vision going dark, all of the men pull out at the same time and allow me a gasp of breath before using me the way I meant to be used. Used for my holes to dump their cum. They fucked me hard, fast, groaning and grunting riding me hard and rough to the point of pain in all of my holes.


    "Ahhhhhhhhh" Sir yells behind me and cums straight down my throat, cutting off my air again until all of his cum is in my belly.


    "Fuck." Alexei grunts, mming down on his dick anding deep in my ass and holding me there.


    "Mmmmmmm" Sean hums, holding himself tight to my pussy, but leaning back yanking on my nipple mps.


    I try to yell but am mid-clean of Sir''s dick so I can''t and it is a muffled squeal. Ie again shaking.


    After a moment of just silence except for heavy breathing, a moment of peace, Sean unclips my nipple mps (and I whimper), slowly disengages his dick from my pussy, unmps my pussy (and I whimper) and ps my pussy on the way to standing. He stands up, leaving his dick hanging out. Sean strips out of his shirt and throws it on the floor. Alexei releases my throat, and lifts me off his dick, settling me on hisp.


    "Clean Sean." Alexei says.


    I slowly get off Alexei and bring myself down to all fours again, crawling over to Sean. The view from behind me must be obscene - gaping, dripping holes. I tenderly fall into my position at Sean''s feet: sitting on my heels, hands tucked behind my back, tits out on disy, staring into Seans eyes as I pop my mouth open. He slowly leans forward and uses one hand to move his rapidly softening dick to my mouth. I gently lick and suck his dick, working up one side and down the other until I finish off with a lick of the head like a lollipop then I lean back on my heels. He tucks his dick in his boxers, zips his trousers, buttons and then threads his belt through the buckle. He strokes my face a few times murmuring, "good girl, good girl" and I stare at him, bite my lip and lean my head into his hand all the while leaning back on my heels, chest out, back arched.


    After our moment, Sean jerks his head at Alexei. I fall back onto all fours and crawl back over to Alexei. He gestures with his chin to his dick and I take it in my mouth and clean it as I did Sean. Because I had cleaned myself fully inside and out, ass to mouth isn''t so bad this way. And frankly, it all makes me super fucking horny no matter which way I have a dick in my mouth. As I lick, suck and clean, Alexei pets my hair like I''m a dog; long strokes over the top of my hair and down my neck. I sit back when I''m done, on my heels, chest out, back arched, looking at him under my eyshes. He stares at me as he puts his dick back into his boxer briefs, zips up, buttons up and buckles up.


    "Come fuck doll." Sir calls, pping a hand against his leg and I go to him on all fours again and stop by his leg. Once I''m there, he rubs my head, starts walking down the hall and I follow on all fours at his side.

 Chapter 13: Wicked Desires

    <h4>Chapter 13: Wicked Desires</h4>


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    I lie in wait, ever patient as the sands of time expertly erode the box I''ve held my desires in. My moves are practiced by now - crack the neck, stretch the arms, massage the shoulders. I''ve been perched at the gun scope for a long time, waiting for a worthy opponent. I was distracted before, but now I''m deadly focused. You''ve danced in front of the sight numerous times now, and I''m beginning to get very interested.


    The well kept mask has been on a decline of steep disintegration. I''m almost ready to toss it off. Almost. But I''ll only pull the trigger when your hand reaches the barrel. You''re getting dangerously close.


    It''s been 3 weeks of taunting, edging. The only way I retain strength is knowing that it''s just as delightfully torturous for you as it is for me. I crave the intimacy of seeing the depths of your depravity, and I feel the heat of your desire smooth the final welds of the box holding me together as they dissipate entirely; as though the box was only ever an idea, a breath of fresh mountain air floating past on the wind.


    Your eyes sh as you clock that I''m fighting and failing to contain the longing in my gaze. A subtle grin dances across your lips as you slowly inch into my space, until my back is against the wall and you''re pressed up against me. I feel the cool touch of yourrge, lightly calloused hand cup my face as you trace your fingers down and around my neck, bite it, and whisper in my ear, "do you feel it? Your mind quieting as you slip into the all epassing urge to give into whatever I want to do to you? The shame building and subsiding in waves as you honor the fact that you want to be my ever so sweet, pliable fuck toy; a true, unabashed whore?"


    Your left hand tightens around my throat as your right wraps around my waist to pull me closer to you still, silencing me with a deep kiss. I can''t think, but I can feel your hard cock pressed into my stomach, and I know you can tell how wet I am from the fact that we''re in public and your ear isn''t full of flirtatious retorts.


    You pull back. "We''re going home so I can fuck you properly," you say out loud. I smile and roll my eyes, but can''t help but bite my lip as I nod.


    My hands paw absentmindedly at you as we make the drive back to your ce. My resolve has toughened now that we''re en route to indulge in our every fantasy, the edging about to cease as desire is fully realized. I want to give it to you, but I''m going to enjoy making you work for it. I dig into the depths of my strength to make it all the more satisfying when I finally tease power over to you, when I finally let go of the carefully kept control that I''ve held tight to.


    You can''t see my smile, but I know the power of my own seduction and just how much I''m going to enjoy sinking my teeth in and ying with you. But you might as well have read my mind, because the moment we''re inside the four walls granting us privacy from the outside you world, you say -


    "Finally. We''re alone. You have a job to do. Your job is to seduce me. Make me want to tie you up, degrade you, hurt you. Strip for me, dance for me, and when you''ve been a good girl I''ll put you on your knees and shove my cock down your throat."


    No matter how distracted I am, this I can do. A wicked smile spreads across my lips.


    "All this time you''ve known I was a stripper; I almost thought you''d never ask."


    You smile.


    "But first, I have something for you." You stand up and grab something from the side table.


    "Chin up," you instruct, as you wrap a cor around my neck and buckle it in the back.


    "Now, until I take it off you, you do what I tell you. Understood?"


    I nod sweetly as I grab your finger and slide it in my mouth, sucking lightly as I push you back onto the chaise. I move to your neck and give you a few insistent bites before standing up to begin my work.


    I tease my hips from side to side as I lock eyes with you. You''re mine now, and we may be at your ce, but I have the home field advantage. I slip the straps of my dress off my left shoulder and slide it down over my wrist, my fingers, and then off.


    "Don''t take your eyes off me," I say, enjoying the subtle uncertainty of the statement.


    Are you allowed to break eye contact, or can you visually soak me up? Will I reprimand you or praise you for breaking away from my eyes? Oh, wait, who''s in charge here? Because as much as I want to give up power, I always keep spares hidden in ces you can''t see. Can you find them all and strip me of them?


    I free you from the uncertainty as I twirl around and slowly unbutton my dress, hips luxuriating to the music as I go. I turn my head enough to face you, hiding my ever more naked body from giving you full satisfaction. When I''m through undoing all the buttons, I turn to face you, still covered up, and saunter over.


    "Look me in the eyes," I say as Ie closer and sweetly lower myself onto yourp.


    Only then do I let the dress fall, and grab your hands and bring them to my chest as I hold your gaze. You can feel me, but not see me. Not yet. I pull your hand down further and and slip your fingers into my underwear.


    "Do you feel how wet you make me?" I whisper as I maneuver your fingers inside of me.


    "Do you know how badly I crave for you to tie me up, degrade me, hurt me? I don''t want to be able to have a coherent thought for days you have me so fucked in subspace. I want you to own me so thoroughly, sopletely, that you forget there was ever a time you thought you couldn''t have me any way you liked. That you were ever soft, cautious, or curious about anything other than how deeply you can break me. I want to look in the mirror and see a roadmap of the ces you''ve pushed me to my limit."


    And with that, I free your hand, and turn so my ass is pressed right up against your rock hard cock. You moan and wrap your hands around my hips and back up my chest.


    "You really are a depraved whore," you say.


    I sigh deeply as I whisper softly, "please, hurt me, I want you to make me afraid, hopeless. I need it. I trust you."


    You groan before sinking your teeth into my neck, your left hand pins mine behind me as your right wraps around my throat. You drag me to the bed and push me back as you climb on top of me, chuckling, "I''m going to make you regret that."


    You pull my arms above my head and lock them to the frame.


    "But I think you''d like that too, you fucking whore."


    Your hands reach for my underwear to strip them off as you notice the text.


    "Cumslut, oh?" You pull them down and off as you grab a spreader bar and lock up my feet.


    "Open your mouth," you say, shoving your fingers into my throat as you grab a ball gag.


    "You realize this was dumb of you, that you''re trapped, right?" You slip your fingers out and the gag in, securing it around the back.


    "You''re bound, gagged, tempting me with slutty underwear and begging me to hurt you. There''s nothing you can do. Nowhere you can go. You belong to me until I decide I''m done with you, and there''s nothing I won''t do if it''s what I want."


    I feel my eyes roll into the back of my head as your hand whips across my face.


    "Don''t take your eyes off me, I want to see that cocky self assuredness drain from your eyes as I break you."


    I moan involuntarily as I flicker between real life and subspace, control slipping through my fingers like euphoric sand, soft and pleasant and inviting. Warmth fills me as I sigh into being yours. To feel you rip through me, as cleansing as the fires of being reborn as the phoenix.


    I feel your hand slip behind my head, your fingers running gently through my hair as you kiss me softly.


    "Do you know how hard it makes me that you want this too, you don''t know how much I''ve longed to torture you."


    Your fingers tighten and pull my hair back roughly as I smile. Despite the gag, you see this and shake your head incredulously, delighted at just how much the mask has slipped, seeing the true core of us both. And with that you''re turning the Hitachi on and holding it to me.


    "Let''s see how many times I can make you cum without my cock in your mouth" you say, making me instantly cum and my eyes roll back into my head.


    I feel your hard p as warm delight, and the sensations make me cum again.


    "Look at me when I make you cum" you say as my eyes plead with you, unable to speak, drool pooling along my face as I moan in agonizing delight.


    "There you are" your eyes sh, "Now I see you."


    The Hitachi is pushing me to another realm as tears begin to fill my eyes.


    "Hold my gaze and cum for me" you say as I feel myself soak the sheets and release decades of tears and shame and longing.


    I don''t want to let go of your eyes now, I need you, I need this, I need you to see me to my depths and give me everything I''ve ever wanted by taking exactly what''s yours. What you''ve earned, what you''ve worked for. You were so delicate until now, so patient, so thoughtful. I don''t want that anymore. You''ve won the game, luxuriate in your victory.


    Before I''ve had a chance toe down from the heights, you''ve slipped a bigger toy inside of me with your left hand lightly fingering my clit.


    "Now you''re all mine," you say, and I hear a condom packet rip open as you slide it over your cock. The anticipation makes me cum again, but this time my gaze is locked on yours.


    "Good girl," you whisper as you slowly start to fuck me.


    "Say that I own you."


    I struggle to repeat it with the ball gag lodged in my mouth.


    "What was that?" you ask, fucking harder. "I didn''t understand you."


    I try again with slightly more sess.


    "Still didn''t get that," you say, fucking me harder and more roughly. "Say it whore."


    "You own me," I cry out as clearly as possible.


    "Good, then you''ll understand why I have to do this," you say, one hand shoved against my face as you fuck me harder than I''ve ever been fucked before.


    I cry out in a mix of pain and pleasure as you continue without stopping, without regard, filling mepletely until I can barely breathe and until I think I can''t stand it anymore and am about to beg you to stop. Only then, when you see how close you are to breaking me, do you cum, causing me to cum too. You bury yourself deep inside of me as I feel the full weight of you engulf me.


    "Good girl," you smile, whispering in my ear.


    You undo the ball gag and my restraints and pull me into your arms, softly stroking my hair.


    "You are depraved" you purr as I nod, burying my face into your chest, sighing deeply.


    "Do you know how much I needed that?" I ask, mask off, a quiet insistence, a need for the maic attraction between us to be spoken. The truth of being seenid bare as an offering at the temple of you. You pull back slightly and kiss my forehead.


    "I do now."


    Wey there for a few minutes in bliss, as I feel joy and yearning and satisfaction wash over me in delirious waves, until I''m pawing at you, kissing you, tracing the lines of your body with delicate fingers. I want to be soft for you. Sweet. Corruptible. An innocence you must shatter as you try a million ways to break me. Until you''ve unearthed the rotten core, all the debased cravings we both share. I can only hope you delight in the journey of holding up a mirror to my true self as much as you enjoy the destination of final discovery. I want this at your hands, I want to see into the depths of your mind as you gaze into my soul.


    "I didn''t finish seeing how many times I could make you cum," you say, standing up.


    "Go over to the cross and stand still. Hands up."


    I can''t help but love the freedom of being told openly what to do to please you. I don''t have to look at you to know you''re hard again. You wrap a belt around my waist and ce the Hitachi inside.


    "Spread your legs, lean up against the cross, and push yourself on the wand," you say, locking my legs in the spreader bars once more.


    You pull my arms up higher and lock them to the cross.


    "So many fun implements to beat you with," you say, teasing somethingrge slowly down my back, ass, legs. I''m breathing heavily with the sensations of the cross, restraints, Hitachi, and you standing behind me with whatever implement you''re using. When the hits begin to rain down harder, I cum long and hard.


    "Good girl," you moan, pausing to switch out tools.


    "This might hurt more than you bargained for," you say, tracing the lines of my body with a new sensation, right before I''m being hit with something sharp and thuddy.


    I cry out in pain and delight, trying desperately to lean into the dance of your beating, the perfect model of high pain tolerance and perseverance. You keep pushing and I start to cum over and over again until I can barely stand. I register every time you switch toys, albeit barely, but the thrill of submitting to the pain you inflict is intoxicating and addictive. Every chuckle as you know me deeper frees something within me, every hit feels like a passionate embrace.


    You have the wherewithal Ick and at some point have counted 20 orgasms. I feel the full weight of you press up against me as your hands roam freely. I feel you remove the belt only to rece the momentary reprieve with one hand ever so lightly feeling how soaked you''ve made me, while the other grabs my nipples with increasing force.


    "Now you really are my cumslut," you growl into my ear, instantly making me cum again.


    "But we''re not done here," you say, before the weight of you is removed and I can only hear the light sounds of whatever you''re nning next. Before I can guess what''s in store, you''re back and pinching my nipples with mps, and then sliding somethingrge inside of me.


    "I have a high degree of confidence you''ll enjoy what''s next, maybe even more than I will," you say as you maneuver the toy in and out.


    I moan amidst shaky breaths as you say, "tell me you want it in every hole."


    "Fuuuck," I shudder, momentarily unable to say more. The crack of your hand brutally spanking my already red ass cheeks brings me back to.


    "SAY IT," you demand, the pain building.


    "I WANT IT," I cry out.


    "You want what?" you reply.


    "I want it in every hole," I get out. I can almost hear you smile.


    "Then you''re going to be good and take what I give you, even if you think it''s too much," you say, pushing something cool up against my ass, teasing it around until I''m pressing myself against you, more and more desperate to feel the sensations you have in store. Your hand wraps around my throat as you start to push a plug into my ass.


    "Rx, I know you want it," you say as I breathe deeply and reach for all epassing calm. You push further until I have toys in both holes, and then I feel the restraints loosen.


    "Get on your knees and show me you want to be my cumdump," you say, touching yourself.


    The serpent inside of me slithers and hisses in delight.


    "Oh? Is it my birthday? I haven''t been keeping up with the calendar," I demure, locking my eyes on yours as I lower myself before you.


    "It might be, but you''re going to have to beg for it," you say, teasing your cock away from me.


    I hold your gaze as I open my mouth and slip my tongue around my lips.


    "Please," I pout yfully. "Please let me have my favorite dessert. I want it so badly, and you know how talented I am at getting you off," I smirk.


    "Close, but I wouldn''t quite call it begging," you retort, wrapping the hand that''s not on your cock around my throat.


    "Plea-" I start to say as your grip tightens, choking me.


    "Please," I get out.


    "Please let me suck your cock-"


    "Please let me suck your cock, what?" you ask, tightening further.


    And with that I''m caught, the sensations are too much, the light flickers out of my eyes.


    "Please let me suck your cock, daddy."


    Without taking your eyes or hands off me youe closer, teasing your cock near my mouth.


    "Worship me," you say, finally letting me take you fully in my mouth.


    A moan escapes my lips as I feel the fullness of all you''ve done to me. With bliss, I enjoy the sensation of beingpletely filled by you, and finally give in to the deliciousness of the experience. I luxuriate in the feeling of tasting you, drenching you, deep throating you until I can''t breathe. I twirl my tongue and use one hand to softly fondle your balls while the other traverses the long length of your shaft.


    This is my religion, I could be here forever. I want to learn the curves of your body, the seeds of your desire, so deeply that it bes anguage I''ve gained fluency in. I crave satisfying you, your satisfaction and enjoyment are crisp, clear pools of water after a lifetime of traversing the desert in thirst. I want to be so uniformly designed for your pleasure that we be one and you can use me as an extension of yourself.


    "Ask me for permission to cum," you say, knowing it''s already toote and that this phrase alone will take me over the edge.


    Before I can think, your cock is out of my mouth and your smooth hand has rung like a bell across my face.


    "Ask. for permission. to cum." you growl before shoving your cock down my throat so I can''t ask even if I want to.


    I moan and take as much as I can before I copse and beg you, "please can I cum?"


    You look down at the mess before you and smile, "only when my cock is in your mouth," you say, and before the words have washed over me I''m already back, feeling you fill my mouth as I cum relentlessly. You can''t help it, you''re so turned on that this makes you cum too.


    With this, we take a longer break, and the fire in your eyes reflects like light through a prism, revealing the rainbow of our basest desiresid bare. You pull me close to you as your hands squeeze me all over.


    "Was that as fun for you as it was for me?" you ask, stroking me absentmindedly.


    "Better, probably" I say, shing a smile at you and biting my lip. "I got more orgasms."


    "Mmm, that you did," you say, pulling me closer. "I love this time with you, you really are more depraved than I ever imagined."


    "I told you," I say, kissing you lightly, brushing my fingers through your hair and tracing the outline of your face. "I want it just as badly as you do. Maybe more."


    I lean into you and feel the warmth of your broad chest, sighing pleasantly as I soak up all that is you.


    "You see me, you understand me, and you want the same things that I do," I say, "and so the mask?" I pantomime ripping it off, "is gone."


    "Mmmm" you grunt.


    "And there''s so much more to experience," I flirt. "We''ll have to see if your free use promises push me past my breaking point."


    At that, you breathe deeply and shake your head.


    "Now you need to drink water and eat something. It will be so much more satisfying to break your spirit if I''ve done all I can to keep you healthy," you say, getting up and then pushing snacks and hydration in my direction.


    I dutifully re-energize as I look your way.


    "What do you have in store for me next, daddy?"


    I can see I''m pushing you, teasing you, and that you''re debating whether or not you want to start the next scene right now.


    "You have aftercare duties," you say, ducking into the bathroom to reemerge with a damp cloth, grabbing some fruit from the minifridge.


    "Wipe me down and hand feed me fruit, I want to watch you work for me."


    I take the warm cloth, cooling in the air, and begin to tease it down your body, carefully covering every inch of you. As I reach your feet, I begin to kiss you as I go. When I get back to the top, I drop the rag, wrap you in a warm nket, and slide up close to you as I pull out the fruit.


    "Open up," I purr, dropping fruit into your mouth as you obey.


    I relish these moments where I tell you what to do, even when it was your idea. The more I provoke you, the more unabashed you''ll be.


    "Good boy," I whisper in your ear as I drop thest piece of fruit into your mouth, and suddenly your hand is pinning me down to the bed as you strip the nket off of you.


    "I love trying to make you regret things" you say as your left hand makes its way to my ever wet cunt, interchanging softness and force.


    "Cum for me," you demand as your right hand covers my mouth, stifling the moan emanating from within me as I obey.


    "Don''t move," youmand, as Iy there shallowly gasping.


    "Close your eyes," you say, for once, and I happily do so.


    The quiet of ckness covers me while Iy in enduring bliss. Shortly, I hear the sounds of whatever you''re setting up, but I keep my eyes closed.


    "Don''t open your eyes, but take my hand ande with me," you say, and I feel your hand grasp mine.


    "Stand right here," you instruct, although I''m not sure where ''here'' is.


    Suddenly, I feel a toy pressed torturously against my swollen clit. I try to move back but feel a sharp pain against my ass.


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    Your arms wrap around me as you whisper, "I told you I liked predicament y, you can open your eyes."


    As I do so, the full scene floods my vision. Two thoughtfully ced toys back me into a corner, and no matter what I do, I can''t escape. You step away and marvel at the scenario you''ve trapped me in.


    "Now I get to see how many times I can make you cum without even touching you," you say, leaning back on the chaise and touching yourself as I moan in pleasure and agony.


    "Cum for me," you state, and I do so dly, trying desperately not to let the pain overwhelm the pleasure as I focus.


    "I''m getting closer to breaking you," you say, stroking yourself.


    "Do you know how much that turns me on? I might cum without you touching me either," and with that I know it''s already happening and you moan with delight.


    "Fuck, you got that out of me faster than ever before, you fucking whore."


    And I see a cool rage has built inside of you and youe over and move the toys closer, so I can''t escape either of them. I cry out but this makes you rock hard again.


    "Tell me it''s too much. Tell me I''ve broken you."


    "NO," I cry out, as tears, unbidden, fill my eyes. But the sensation is overwhelming, and the pain is pushing me to my limit.


    "No," I whimper, and force myself into subspace as I feel your hands move torturously, lightly over my body.


    "I won''t give you the satisfaction," I say, biting my lip so hard I think it''s going to bleed, and cum from feeling myself pushed to the edge.


    I can feel the heat of you realizing how much I want this, how far you can push me, register fully. As the light goes out of my eyes, I see a cold resolve enter yours.


    "Oh? Are you just so tough? You know you''re going to give me what I want. You know it, I know it, and while you can try to fight it, we both know it''s mine. You want to y the temptress, but I''ll have you bleeding out before you can get more than a few strikes in. Think you''ll be smiling on your deathbed?"


    Resolve returns like a lightning crack, and I manage to shove the toy away from me to give myself reprieve without giving you what you clearly, so badly want. I told you I wasn''t going to make it easy. Before I can move again I feel your hand at the back of my head, dragging me to the other side of the room by my hair. The icy fury emanating from within you washes over me as mes of potent desire. I am strong, if you''re going to beat me you''ll have to be stronger. The final boss always puts up a good fight.


    "Kneel," youmand, shoving me to my knees and attaching a leash to the end of my cor, pulling it taut as you sink your teeth painfully into my neck.


    "I''ve been letting you off easy with whips and toys," you whisper.


    "But you''ve proven your resolve, and now I''m going to use that pretty little mind against you. I''ve been going easy on you, but now I know that''s too kind. You don''t deserve that. You deserve to be sobbing at my feet, begging me to stop, spent of your ability to orgasm, until you have copsed and there is no more hope in your heart that you have anything left to withhold from me. Every part of you belongs to me, and I will have every part of you. Your spirit is mine to destroy. Crawl for me."


    I do, swallowing your words while I try to concentrate on putting on a show for you, but before I can focus on my movement you''ve knelt down to whisper in my ear.


    "Shh, shh, let your mind quiet. Find calm in submitting to me." You stroke my cheek softly.


    "I don''t need you to think, just feel. You exist for my pleasure, for the enjoyment I get from you. That''s as far as you extend." Your hand moves softly through my hair and down my back.


    "You are my whore and my conquest, my sex ve and my concubine. I don''t want you strong. I want you weak and helpless." Your hand moves down further and around my inner thigh, purposefully avoiding my soft, wet lips and curving around to my stomach, which you tenderly stroke.


    "Because I like when you''re afraid. I like knowing that you know I can overpower you. That you havee to be my prey, the toy I fuck before I tear your flesh apart and enjoy you for dinner." Your hands slip between breasts and up to my throat, which you hold gently.


    "And I like that you''lle back again and again, begging to be beaten and devoured, because that''s why you''re here. That''s what you''vee for. That''s what you''ve asked me for." Your hand tightens slightly.


    "Because you didn''te here to win. You came dying to lose to me, to give in, to entrust me with your true surrender. This is the firstmand of the rest of your life -" you say, grabbing my face and looking me deep in the eyes.


    "Tell me I''ve won."


    I hold your gaze with a mix of gratitude, relinquishment, and obedience.


    "You''ve won."

 Chapter 14: Limbless - Tit Torturing a Living Toy

    <h4>Chapter 14: Limbless - Tit Torturing a Living Toy</h4>


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    Kim squirmed in excitement as her Master bent her other arm back on itself and tightly wrapped it up. Despite the fact she knew he was a surgeon, his expertise with gauze always slightly surprised her.


    He checked his handiwork and nodded in satisfaction. She was now nothing but four stubby limbs once more. He set her down on her carefully padded elbows and knees on an electric treadmill.


    Kim moaned in pleasure and wiggled her hips. She loved it when he turned her into his little bondage doggy. It made her horny.


    He reached beneath her to fondle her breasts. She moaned lustily. His hands felt so good - so teasing - especially with her own hands tied up and unable to do anything to further her pleasure.


    He reached for the clover mps that were now permanently attached to her treadmill. She whimpered as he firmly pinched them over her tender nipples. It was a bite she both hated and craved.


    He pressed a few buttons above her and the treadmill lurched to life. She hastily started to walk forwards. She held her head high - it felt so sexy to be walking in bondage.


    Her Master chuckled and started to increase the speed. "I don''t want a prim and prissy poodle, I want a howling bitch with agonized nipples!"


    Kim sped her pace up to match the machine. Her movements now jerked at the almost taut chain to her tits, but the pain felt good.


    He turned it up a little more. She was now barely keeping up with the relentless pace. Her bound limbs pounded against the treadmill as the mps pulled at her throbbing nipples. She whimpered. She knew that even falling behind for a second would yank the mps clear off her nipples - and she knew from painful experience that her Master would just clip them right back on again to her ever-increasing agony!


    He grinned and sat back to watch her run. "That''s better."


    He watched her for several minutes. Herrge breasts jiggled beneath her as she frantically tried to keep up with the pace of the machine.


    He stroked his smooth chin. "So, I''ve decided you''re going to go under the knife. From this afternoon you''ll be without the use of the extraneous parts of your limbs permanently."


    Kim froze in shock. Her Master had talked about transforming her into ''Limbless Kim'' before. The idea had turned her on. But while it was fun to talk about cutting off the bits they frequently bound to make her nothing but a sex-toy torso, unlike with bondage there would be no going back.


    The treadmill continued to turn. The chain grew taut and her mps pulled tighter.


    Suddenly, Kim''s mps pulled free. She howled in agony. Agony she couldn''t soothe while bound up. Agony she would never be able to soothe again if he cut off her hands.


    Her legs fell off the back of the treadmill and shended in an undignified heap, trembling slightly as she tried to process her Master''s words.


    Heid her out on her back and started to hungrily run his hands over her body. She tried to bat him away with her tightly bound limbs, but they were thoroughly ineffective. Her helplessness turned her on.


    He groped her breasts. "Mm, so good. So defenseless. Just imagine being like this permanently."


    Kim let out a slight squeak of fear. While it aroused her, it was scary as hell.


    He slowly ran his fingers over her clit. "Don''t worry, I''ll make it feel good..." he tweaked her clit, "...eventually."


    She felt a cloth over her face and started to struggle. She looked up at her Master in panic. "Please, Master, you can''t! I need my hands!" She held her breath, trying not to breathe through the heavily chloroformed rag.


    He pushed three fingers up into her cunt. "No you don''t - mine are the only hands you need." He worked his fingers in and out, the sticky sound betraying her mixed emotions.


    She squirmed, fighting not to breathe as he worked her body up into a frenzy.


    Her Master continued to firmly fuck her with his expert fingers. "Take a nice, deep breath. Trust me. You like being helpless. You want to be nothing but a toy. Let me turn you into Limbless Kim..."


    Kim looked up at her Master and took in a shaky breath through the rag.


    Maybe herst thoughts pre-amputation should have been about her soon-to-be-removed hands and feet, but all she could think was that soon she would be nothing more than a pair of big tits, an eager throat, a wet cunt and a chubby butt.


    She blinked up at her Master, trying to keep him in focus as the room started to swirl. "Please, Master, make me your toy. Hurt me like I''ve never known."


    As her eyes fluttered closed, he bent and kissed her forehead. "Oh, I will, my ve. You have no idea..."


    Kim shook her head groggily, feeling like she was waking up from a very long nap. Her Master slowly came into focus and she stared at him in surprise. He was now sporting a rather luxurious beard - the kind that definitely didn''t grow overnight!


    Her eyes went wide as she suddenly remembered thest things that had happened before she slept. She jerked her head up to look at her naked body. Where her arms and legs should have been were short stubs not even long enough to totter on!


    She wiggled her stubs around, desperate to prove that this was all some kind of twisted illusion. It wasn''t. She started to hyperventte. He had done it. He had amputated her limbs! And, what''s more, it looked like he''d done it some time ago.


    He massaged her breasts her reassuringly. "Sh, sh, sh. It''s been a few weeks - I wanted to give you time to heal properly."


    Kim wanted to freak out more, but herck of limbs was pulling her focus to her torso. All she could think about was how much she wanted her Master to take advantage of her defenselessness. She had just be an amputee, and it just made her want him to mercilessly abuse her tits!


    She arched her back and pushed her tits up into his hands with a moan. "Please, Master. You''ve made me into your sex toy, now y with me!"


    Her Master chuckled and walked his fingers down towards her nipples. "Oh no, Kim - that''s not what you wanted. I''ve made you into my thoroughly defenseless pain toy - and now I''m going to hurt you!"


    Kim''s breathing sped up again. Her Master put hisrge hand over her nose and mouth, shutting off her air to calm her down. She wiggled her stumps helplessly as oxygen grew short. She was thoroughly at his mercy, and he hadn''t even started yet!


    She squirmed what was left of her thighs together, her pussy feeling unbelievably wet at the predicament she found herself in.


    Her Master let go. She gratefully panted in some air. While she was distracted he grabbed a coil of rope and started to wrap it firmly around the base of her right breast. It made her tit into a taut little balloon.


    She moaned. The tightpression felt surprisingly good. She watched as he wrapped her second in a simr manner.


    He tugged to check the rope was correctly tied off. He ran his fingertips lightly over her bound flesh and she shivered in delight. It felt like every sensation there was magnified.


    He grinned and grabbed the rope ends. "You know, I had intended to leave you with more of your upper arms and legs for bondage purposes, but I think I''vee up with an even better alternative..."


    He swung the rope over a pulley hook in the ceiling above her and yanked it firmly. Kim yelped as she felt herself pulled up by her breasts into an awkward sitting position. She spread her little stump legs to either side for bnce.


    He tugged again and she was in the air, her amputated body now fully suspended by her breasts.


    She grunted as the weight of her head and torso caused her tits to stretch out painfully. Her throbbing breasts felt hot and full. It was making her wet like never before.


    Her Master picked up a paddle. "I think it''s time to wear in my new toy!"


    He pped the paddle hard against Kim''s right breast. She moaned deeply as the dull sting activated some secret pleasure center inside her brain. He pped again in the same spot. She jerked in pain, her whole body jiggling on the ropes from which she was tied.


    He swiped at her left breast. The paddle left heat in its wake.


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    He beat her bound breasts relentlessly. Her taut little mounds jolted and jiggled as they steadily grew redder.


    Kim moaned louder, closing her eyes as she gave herself over to the pain, and the pleasure it was bringing her.


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    He continued to paddle her bound balls of flesh. He was now hitting them so hard it was like he was trying to tten them. Kim gurgled some kind of noise in response, but was too far gone with masochistic pleasure to be very much aware of anything.


    He pped the underside of her right breast hard. He wanted her whole body to bounce. Wanted the rope to really yank at her breasts. She grunted sharply as her weight dropped back down, agonizingly jerking her tender breasts.


    He grinned and did it again, bouncing her suspended body up and down as he paddled her trapped flesh to an ever-darker shade of red.


    He put his whole strength behind each swat now, involving his entire body like he was a sportsman. Kim cried out, yet every hit only inched her closer to orgasm.


    He was panting almost as much as she was as he let rip on his helpless toy. If he had missed their y sessions while she slept through her recovery, he was quickly making up for that now.


    Suddenly, he stopped.


    Kim howled. In the absence of the constant beating it was like her body had a chance to properly register all the pain he had already inflicted on her. She moaned a long, desperate note, partly from pain, and partly from thwarted pleasure.


    He squeezed her red-hot breasts and grinned. "I''m gonna leave you hanging. I want to stretch your breasts out ready for what I have nned for them next..."


    Kim started to whimper. Her agonizinglypacted breasts suddenly felt exceptionally sore and stretched and she wasn''t sure how much longer she could cope without the distraction of either pain or pleasure. "Please, Master, I want to cum!" She squirmed lustily at the realization of how very dependent she now was for her every need.


    He picked up arge ball gag and stuffed it into her mouth. She stared at him in dismay. "Mmph, mmph, mmph!"


    He grinned. "I know you want to cum - you always want to cum! But today..." he brushed his fingers over her pussy, "...well, today is all about suffering." He smiled as she wriggled her limbs in cute outrage. He chuckled. "I know, it''s not fair. But it makes you so wet!"


    Kim whimpered, unable to deny that, despite the exceptional pain he was making her take, she was soaked. He licked his sticky fingers with a smirk. "Mm, pain never tasted so good!"


    Kim hung heavily from her beaten and bruised tits. She longed for the distraction of her Master''s paddle - however painful. But he had just left her hanging there. Hanging from her dark red tits until the prolongedck of blood flow almost risked permanent damage.


    The feeling in her bound breasts hadrgely numbed by now, but that just gave her more time to feel how truly helpless she was. How helpless she would always be.


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    Her Master grabbed her breasts and yanked them downwards. Kim yelped but her breasts barely budged. He grinned. "Mm, looks like it''s time for part two."


    He lowered her down onto her back and swiftly removed the constrictive rope. Kim flinched as pain throbbed back into her long-bound breasts. Agony felt like it was shooting between hotspots, ring up again every time she thought it was about to end. She looked down at her battered chest and whimpered.


    He grinned and squirted something into his hands. He began rubbing it over her breasts. The massage felt intense but good. Like rubbing a bruise. However, as he continued to get the blood flowing again in her oxygen-deprived tits, she started to whimper. He grinned. "Oh yeah - this is a heating gel..."


    He stepped back, leaving the gel to simmer. "I''ll be back in half an hour - gotta give your breasts time to get their sensation back. After all, I don''t want to deprive you of a second''s suffering..."


    She was pretty sure she was already suffering, yet the thought of more was as tantalizing as it was terrifying!


    As her burning breasts throbbed back to life, the heat of the gelbined with the heat of the paddle into an intoxicatingly pleasurable pain. Indeed, if she hadn''t known it wasn''t possible, she would have sworn the gel was on her increasingly hot and wet pussy as well. So moaned into her gag, simultaneously hating yet loving the erotic torment her Master had dreamed up for her.


    Kim squirmed in excitement as her Master returned. He had untied her just before she could cum from her earlier ordeal, so she was now very eager for him to make good on his promise from before her amputation to bring pleasure out of pain.


    He was holding a handful of belts. Although Kim had felt thesh of a belt many times before, the sight of a belt only really made her squirm when watching her Master pull it from his belt loops and wind it around his hand. With so many belts, she suspected he now had something different in mind.


    He pulled her upright by her tits. She was too ready for action to do more than lightly moan. She wobbled a little as he sat her down, still finding her bnce on her newly amputated legs


    He put the first belt around her, above her breasts, and slipped the end through the buckle. He pulled it tight. Kim moaned lustily. She wanted this. She loved the feeling of tight bondage - and the positioning of the belt was adding a stimting pressure to her tits as well.


    He wrapped another belt around her chest, cinching it tightly just below the first. She whimpered at the slightpression of her recently abused breasts. She took a few panted breaths, preparing herself for the next belt. However, instead, her Master started to slide the tight belt down her torso, forcing her breasts a little further down her chest than they would naturally go.


    Kim looked down at her slightly lowered breasts, and then back up at her Master. Was he trying to make her tits touch her pussy?!


    Her Master picked up a third belt and firmly cinched it into ce directly beneath thest. He tightened it with a yank so that it was just as flush to her skin. However, again he didn''t stop there.


    Kim whimpered as he grabbed hold of the newly situated belt and started to somehow slid it down her torso. The movement dragged her bruised breast flesh down a little further still so that her breasts looked more like the sagging breasts of an older woman than of a girl in her prime.


    Her Master grinned and grabbed another belt. "This is where it really gets interesting." He wrapped the belt beneath thest and pulled it tight until the fatty breast tissue beneath was ttened almost as much as the skin above. He then took hold of the sides of the belt and started to push it down. It was much harder, but after several minutes of painful stretching, the wide belt was in position about an inch below thest, and her breasts were looking quite significantly lower than usual.


    He picked up a fifth belt. Kim tried to shuffle away. Her abused breasts already felt stretched out to the max. But, without limbs she couldn''t get far.


    He ced the new belt around her breasts and pulled tightly. Kim started to whimper as he slowly but surely managed to virtually tten the next segment of her breasts against her body.


    He put his hands on the belt, ready to work it lower. Kim really struggled to get away this time, unable to conceive of her breasts being forced any lower than they already had been. But she was no match for her Master, especially now she was little more than a torso.


    Her Master forced the belt downwards. The agonizing friction to her much abused tits simultaneously felt so bad yet so good. The edge of the belt bit into the breast bulges his bondage had created.


    Kim whimpered pitifully into her gag, but her Master just patted her head. "The longer you suffer, the better it will feel when I let you cum!"


    Kim looked at her Master skeptically. He rubbed his fingers briefly over her clit. She shivered, almost instantly ready for more. He chuckled. "You see - your body is always primed to turn pain into pleasure. But I''m not ready to allow that just yet - you still need more pain!"


    He picked up a sixth belt and wrapped it firmly around her chest. He wasn''t able to get it quite as t as the one before, but it was still more than tight enough to make Kim pant for breath like she would in a bra that had shrunk in the wash.


    He moved his hands to the sides of the new belt. Kim closed her eyes and whimpered as he pushed down, forcefully stretching her breasts out yet more. Her skin was red from the friction - not that you could tell much after the paddling her breasts had taken earlier.


    He picked up the seventh and final belt. Kim squeaked. He lovingly fondled her breasts. Kim''s eyes rolled back into her head a little. It felt so strange yet so good when he touched her breasts somewhere near her navel!


    He wrapped thest belt around her and cinched it so tight against her breasts that Kim was convinced he wouldn''t be able to budge it down any further. But she was wrong.


    She yowled as he forced the belt down her torso. Her skin moved with it, causing her elongated breasts to bulge out far closer to her pussy than she had ever thought possible.


    She stared down at her strapped and stretched tits. She could see red raw segments of flesh between each thick ck band. She whimpered into her gag, but with no belts left to use she presumed her Master was finished.


    Kim jumped at the sound of something being cinched closed. Her eyes opened wide as she felt her right breast being constricted still further. She looked down. He had put a cable tie around the bulging end of her breast!


    She whimpered incoherently around her gag, almost unable to believe her breasts could still be cinched! Her Master had no such concerns. He quickly cable tied her left tit, leaving her with two darkening balls of flesh at the bottom of her stretched out breasts which were now nowhere near the location they had started!


    He squeezed her taut bundles of flesh experimentally and then cinched another cable tie just in front, pulling it even tighter than the first. The unthinkablepression drew her focus - her breasts were now her world.


    He added a third, pulling on each end with such force that she was half convinced her breasts would pop!


    Kim panted and yowled as she tried to get on top of the wickedly painful cinchbined with the manyyers ofpression. Yet a part of her wanted him to continue to push her - she still desperately needed to get off!


    He reached down to his own belt around his waist and started to pull it loose. "I''ve been looking forward to this." He slowly wrapped the belt around his hand. Kim shivered and shuffled herself warily back. She left a revealingly sticky trail in her wake. Her Master smiled. Her brain might be eager to evade him, but her body wanted more.


    He swiped the belt forwards, catching the underside of her right breast. Kim gasped and froze. The shock of the sudden intense pain almost took her breath away. He struck her again, this time catching her left nipple.


    Panting in pain, she desperately tried to evade his next strike. She misjudged her bnce. Without her arms to help her, she suddenly found herself on her back.


    Her Master grinned and took a step forwards, towering over her squirming body as he eyed up the twin targets. He struck. He pped his belt between the left and right, up and down, this way and that, until Kim wouldn''t even have been able to remember her own name.


    The renewed onught reawakened the earlier aches and pains in her triple-bound breasts. She howled in agony.


    She urgently moved her arm stumps as far down as they would go, but they didn''t evene close to reaching her freshly tormented nipples. Heughed. "Now you know why I didn''t bother binding you!"


    He resumed his attack, slicing the belt against her over-sensitized breasts until her skin began to break. Still he kept hitting.


    The pain was intense. She screamed into her gag, yet her horny body craved more. She wanted to be used and abused like this, wanted to be made to writhe and squeal and moan. She wanted him to make her suffer.


    His eyes twinkled wickedly. Her eyes went wide - could he somehow hear her thoughts?! She tried to roll away from him, but lying on her back she felt as trapped as a beached whale.


    He picked up arge bottle of hand sanitizer and pumped a generous amount of the alcohol-based gel over each broken and bruised tit. In a sense Kim was disappointed - she had wanted more. Then the sting kicked in.


    Her body bucked as pain jolted every receptor in her long-abused chest. She yowled pitifully.


    Her Master grabbed her burning tits and pulled her upright by them again. She grunted, a lusty, primal sound. The prolonged tit torture was getting her close.


    He pinched at where her nipples had been ttened out with the rest of her breasts. She whimpered, but she wanted it.


    He was not gentle. He pinched and pulled at her tautened flesh until her nipples bobbled up into throbbing red peaks.


    He held up two weighted clover mps. The tip of each was wrapped with so many stic bands that the word ''wicked'' didn''t even do them justice.


    She squirmed in wanton arousal yet couldn''t help begging for mercy. "''as''er! ''as''er!"


    Her Master smirked. "''Faster,'' you say?" Without missing a beat, he pinched her nipples up with the wicked mps and let the weights fall.


    Kim jerked forwards. Her squished and smashed breasts stung and the weights jiggled beneath her. She jerked again. The weights swung wildly.


    She was in more agony than she could process, yet she was on the verge of cumming! Her Master picked up a wand vibrator. Kim nodded urgently, desperate for the pain to be transformed into pure pleasure.


    He strapped the wand to what little remained of her thigh with the head buried against her clit. He turned it on.


    Kim moaned into her gag and began to buck, hard. One of the mps pulled free. The unexpected ze of pain felt good.


    She tilted her head back and groaned, panting hard as the wand felt to magic away every pain and rece it with pure pleasure.


    Her whole body was in motion, writhing and squirming in aplicated enjoyment of sensations even she didn''t understand how she could get off from.


    Her tits burned and her nipples throbbed. The wand continued to work its magic. She panted. Between the gag in her mouth and the tight bondage around her chest she could barely draw enough breath, yet she didn''t want it to end.


    She jerked forwards again. The one remaining weight almost pulled itself free. She gasped at the pinpoint pain but bucked harder. She wanted the pain - needed it.


    As her orgasm died down and her twitching subsided she looked over at her Master with a sleepily grateful grin.


    As her orgasm faded, pain crashed back over her. It shocked her body like a cold shower. Yet still the wand buzzed against her. The relentless pleasure now increasingly painful in her overstimted clit.


    She looked over at her Master expectantly. He made no move to untie her. Her eyes began to widen. She shook her head in disbelief.


    Her Master smiled. "Am I ''hurting you like you''ve never known?''"


    Kim sobbed as her horny words came back to haunt her. Yet, agony though it was, his prolonged abuse had already given her pleasure like she''d never known. She moaned, confused by her perverse reaction to being nothing but a tortured torso.


    Her Master leaned forwards. "Mm, isn''t it good being nothing but a pain toy?" He picked up the fallen mp and pinched it back into ce. Kim screamed hoarsely into her gag as pain shot back through her crushed nipple.


    The other mp was still working its way off. Kim willed it to stay on. Yet, as it pulled its way free one agonizing millimeter at a time, she couldn''t help but moan. Whatever she might think of it, she craved pain, and the pleasure it could bring...9

 Chapter 15: MILF Demoness is Dying for an Old Man’s Cock

    <h4>Chapter 15: MILF Demoness is Dying for an Old Man''s Cock</h4>


    To most of the inhabitants of Dirkham, Ronald seemed to be just an old teddy bear man, but he actually had a very dark secret. Ron, throughout his youth, had always fled from ce to ce... Because secretly, he was a massively creepy pervert. But he had a pretty good reason - He was born with a strange knack that allowed him to seduce any woman that interacted with him, no matter how creepy his advances may be. His gaze was utterly hypnotic, so was his touch, and his cock had this OVERWHELMING musk to it that sent any fertile womb crazy. Of course, this was all magic, he was ugly as sin. He wasn''t exactly some master seducer after all.


    This caused him a lot of trouble as he ruined marriages left and right, banging any girl he saw fit. And thanks to that,although Ron was able to satisfy a lot of his urges, having made himself a massive body count, he was forced to move from ce to ce. Despite his age of 77, he was still capable ofssoing any girl he wanted into being his willing cum dumpster. He actually already had 3 other wives, all at least 40 years younger than him- One a former queen, one an ex-sorceress professor at the Imperial university, and thest the formerly most feared assassin in the realm. He''d bumped into her at a tavern, he didn''t find out she had been assassin until after he''d scrambled her brain into a dick obsessed mess.


    Recently Ron had moved into his new mansion at Dirkham, and just so happened that the vige he resided in was visited by a infamous but legendary figure within the Demon Queen''s Kingdom, the Demon General Knightess Melewen. Melewen was a tiefling, a rare breed to be found among that vige. The Demon Queen was a brutal ruler, and her General Knightesses were the instrument of her cruelty. Melewen was the most infamous of them all. Wicked horns pierced through her flowing brown hair, that seemed to blend into her reddish pink skin. She was an angry blotch on the world, red and cruel. Her body was a wave of voluptuous curves- All the Knightess General''s were ethereal beauties like their queen, and Melewen had the fattest shelf of MILFy assmeat out of all of them. She was mature, serious, with a piercing angry re that had literally killed lesser men.


    The little town of Dirkham had been in the way of her conquering armyst year, so they''d casually annihted it, killing 40% of the poption, and ruining everything. The vigers were still in the middle of rebuilding, so the sadistic general thought it would be amusing to pay the little bugs a visit. The General strolled through the streets ring, clicking along in her steel armoured heels, putting her at six and a half feet tall, dominating even the toughest men in the town. Her armour nked just enough to be intimidating, but she only had a few pieces of it on now, and her rattling sword at her hip. Her magic orb rested around her elegant throat, holding her magic powers.


    She was very desirable, but no man had the guts to make a move on her as they feared she would not give them the time of day. And even then, people hated her. Ron, however, was very much enthralled by her. Her tomboyish attitude and strength made her quite a rare gem, not to mention her race being rare as is. Her breasts were bigger than a human''s head, and her butt would give even she-orcs and onis a run for their money. Ron wanted her. No, he needed her. Not only was she one of the hottest beings he ever came across, but could also serve as a bodyguard if necessary. Truly, the perfect woman for the perverted old timer. In that moment, Ron was a very unlikely hero.


    Fancying a drink, Melewen strolled into an establishment. Terrifying people was thirsty work. The tavern fell silent as she entered. She snapped her fingers. "Wine. Now." She grabbed it, and began to sip, looking into the distance with an aimless cruel smile.


    And so, Ron would find her sitting by herself at a stool in the local tavern. Most people seemed to avoid her, but he did not fear her one bit. His power would make even the most unforgiving and cruel women grovel on the floor for his dick. And so it was that while Melewen was distracted, the old timer would make his move.


    "Oh, hello! Melewen, is it not? I heard lots about you! The terrible cold blooded general... The name''s Ronald, but you can just call me Ron." When Ron casually came up to her, she looked at him in disgust- "Who fucking dares... Who..." Her wicked re softly transformed into a subtle smirk. His gaze entirely dominating her will. He just talked over her.


    "Y''know Mellie, I thought you looked pretty good, and I saw that some of the vigers don''t trust you. Would you mind if I took a seat beside you? I''ve been feeling pretty lonely myself~" That was a lie, Ron had plenty ofpany at home. And so, knowing that Melenwe would not deny him thanks to his innate abilities to warp her brain chemistry with his mere presence, he''d seat on the stool beside her and immediately wrapped a hand around her waist, hugging her side. The sexual assault ironically exacerbating the effects of his hypnosis. Melewen''s brain was already popping. Her mouth quivered... And then the MOST unexpected words came out. "Thanks Ron- Oh, feel free to sit down Ron! No one''s called me Mellie before..." The brutal generalughed a little. "I kinda like it!"


    Ron just grinned. "So, do you want to eat or drink anything, honey? I can pay it for you out of pocket! It''s been a while since I''ve been around such a smoke show like yourself~" She casually leaned in a little to his hand tucking into her trim waist. "Oh you would? Ahh! Me, a smokeshow?? You''re such a tterer, Ron~! You''re, nmf... Looking handsome yourself. I''d love some more wine, maybe a little bite to eat? You choose!" The brutal demon tucked her hair behind her ear andughed, surrendering her choice to him


    Unbelievable. Everyone else in that tavern would be inplete shock from what they just witnessed. Some random old man was casually breaking the ice with the fearsome she-devil. And she liked it! What a crazy turn of events. All they could do was sit and watch what would happen next. "Hehe, it''s been quite a long while since a cutie like yourself called me handsome. Sounds good to me! I''d love to get a bite of something elseter too if you wouldn''t mind..."


    Melewen''s nose was twitching, and her eyes were a little ssy. Thebination of the most powerful pheromonal musk in existence, and a firm, hypnotic gaze, made any woman melt at his touch. The haughty Tiefling warlord was now wearing an easy and eager smile. "Ahahaha~ A cutie, me? Well you''re the most handsome stud in town, obviously - You must be lying, girls must tell you that all the time. Anyway, sure, we can get a biteter - I can pay for dinner."


    Ron would sign to the tavern keeper, who would shakily approach with fear in his eyes. "Get more wine for us, please! And some tes, something hot and greasy." The gross old manughed. He then turned his attention back to her. Melewen red at the tavern keeper like she''d murder him. "Make it FAST." Then she turned back with a dumb smile to listen to this old-timer.


    "So what brings you here today? I was thinking you''d be harder to get in all honesty, but you just let yourself in my arms just like that. I took you for the big smart scary type, but you seem like any dumb bimbo I can find~" Ron wasted no time and started rubbing her big meaty red thighs.


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    "Oh, I''m just here to assert my authority over the town, you know..." Melewen gasped a little, fanning herself. "I was only being polite! I might be a dumb bimbo but I''m not like any other..." She clicked her tongue- "Common sk-AAank~!" Her voice cracked as Ron leaned in closer to nibble on her earlobe. He bit her sensitive ear, and her huge, fatty thigh wobbled under his hand.


    "Mmm, you smell delicious~" He''d spank her MILFy ass and squeeze his hand into the jiggling red flesh under her lewd robe, establishing full domination of the now humiliated knightess. "This ass means business. Are all you demon girls this stacked? Man, you should have visited here sooner~" Ron would be distracted for a second as their food arrived. "Well thank you~! Oh!!" Melewen really gasped as his old man hand cracked across her red MILFmeat, and gripped it, sinking his fingers in. "Goddess above..." She rolled her eyes but didn''tin.


    "Hmfh~! No, not all of us are as stacked as me. They''re close though - Way better than any human girl." Melewen grinned as the food arrived. "Damn, I''m hungry..." And she started tearing into the brunch, as his hand rested openly on her ass. "Hm? Seriously, you think I''m hot? Hah, well thanks. It is Summer... The weather''s crazy at the moment, right?"


    Ron would also take his share of the food. Though he was fat, he was not as ravenous of an eater as her. She ate and drank quite a bit more than him, as it was necessary to keep up such superhuman strength. "Geez, you demon warriors are something else!" He chuckled, hugging her tightly from the side. He was pretty shortpared to this absolute amazonian of a warrior.


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    She had a fat ass to keep jiggling and titties to keep bouncing, as well as muscles she was bulking up. The Demon Knightess was a stunning blend of wobbling curve and steely, deadly muscle. She ate so ravenously, she didn''t bother objecting to his hand yanking her thong up so it just flossed her pussy, and his finger casually ''shlup-shlup-shlupp''ing in and out of her tight asshole, right in front of the whole terrified tavern. "Well there''s a lot of me to feed!" Melewenughed, and let him hug and grab her from the side.


    "What do you say I take you to my ce, sugartits? You seem like a pretty fun loving gal. I''d love to show you around. And if nothing else, if you gals decide to attack this vige again, I hope you can give your queen a good word about me and spare me and my wives." He would soon have a full stomach after a few more bites and drinks, but never once let go of her


    The Haughty demon just grinned as he called her Sugartits. "That sounds perfect Ron, you should show me around~ I''ll definitely put in a good word for you." She raised her voice. "I''m sure we''ll just burn this ce down totally at some point." Melewen still imagined this ce would continue thinking of her as a conquering tyrant. Instead, a few old men would chuckle remembering a particrly uppity back alley whore they''d once enjoyed. Funny skin colour too.


    "How are you feeling, Mellie? Ready to have me rock your world like never before?" He bit his lower lip, then casually leaned upwards to suck off her lips, sealing the deal. Melewen was now too far gone to ever recover. The hypnotised porndoll just sloppily made out with him in return, right in front of the entire tavern of peasants she''d been trying to humiliate. Ron''s hand casually crashed into her robe-d wobblewagon of assmeat, and spanked her up. The dazed Knightess-General gave a girlish squeal, and the unlikely couple tottered out the tavern. A fat old man and the demon king''s fearsome general. What an odd pair they were


    Melewenughed. "Rock my world? Well-" And then he interrupted her with a kiss- That she met hungrily and eagerly, so they began sloppily making out in the middle of the tavern, until he pulled her off, and walked her out the ce with a heavy spank on her jigglemeat ass. She trotted out with him, panting needily, her pussy squelching wet in her messy panties. "Ugh, my panties are such a mess." Melewen''s filter had dissolved, she was no longer a proud and haughty knightess.


    "I bet, haha~" Melewenughed cheerfully, as she got led through the streets of the city she conquered by a little fat man who had his hand in her panties, squidging her assmeat about. She followed him into the house and waited politely with her hands folded, pouting with frustration. When he finallynded a spank on her ass to send the general upstairs, she moaned with excitement.


    "Hehe, now that''s something I hear a lot~" And so after a while parading histest b of fuckmeat, Ron led the drooling demon with her pping MILFmeat asscheeks into his big mansion, then let go of her momentarily to greet each of his four human wives with a tongue kiss. Leaving Melewen a bit jealous before taking her to the bedroom.


    "Ladies first~" He gave her ass a spank as he led her inside then locked the door behind him. "Thank you~! What a gentlem-AN~!! Annhhh~" The huge demon warrioress moaned when his hand connected to her MILFmeat and sent her through the door. Melewen''s eyes locked onto his cock, and she drooled. "W-Wow..." Ron would immediately take off his clothes, revealing his thick long cock, hanging between his legs like an elephant trunk. The sight of it alone making quite an impact on Melewen''s insides. Fattening cockveins ran all the way up the length of the greasy grey shaft, and the root of this old pervert''s cock was hidden amidst a dark forest of wiry pubes. His foreskin slowly peeled back to reveal the nasty flesh of his dick, ready to ruin some haughty MILF asshole.


    "How do you like it, bitch? Are you horny, Mellie? I know I said I was Ron, but you can call me daddy or master instead~" Ron would pin her up against the wall and began to sloppily and deeper make out with her, moaning into her mouth as his eyes were closed. He also guided her to jack his big meat off while he pushed her thong to the side and flickered her clit bean. They would kiss for two long hot minutes before he pulled away, leaving a trail of saliva between their parting lips for a moment before it copsed into itself.


    The once proud knightess spread her legs before you could say ''Hypnoslut.'' "I''m so horny Daddy! Fuck, so fucking horny. I love it!" The Demon General drooled and foamed at the mouth as she vigorously made out with the old bastard. Her hand stroked him energetically,.milking his dick, while she squealed as he exploited her totally spread legs to bullet-focus on her clit, making her moan like a whore. She drooled onto her cleavage when he broke the kiss, a long thin strand hanging from her plump, red lips.


    "How do you like my dick, Mellie? You want it? Say, do you want Daddy Ron to fuck you~?" "Nffhh- I love your dick Daddy Ron! Please, fuck me Master? Please Master, will you fuck this naughty Tiefling girl???" She panted, her long demon tongue lolling out.


    "God, you are such a dumb whore. Guess it''s up to me to put a bitch in heat like you in your ce~" Ron bit her lower lip, then turned around as he held her and roughly threw the amazonian knightess onto the bed. "Uggh, yes Master~~" The formidable demon Knightess messily kissed him back, and squealed as he threw her huge body onto the bed. She was so much taller, yet he was treating her like a blow up sex doll. That was all she was to him, despite her status. He crawled up beside her, grabbed her by the hair which he bunched up into a rough ponytail- And rammed his mottled meatstick deep down her gullet. The fallen Milfslut hypnowhore slobbered on his dick with lusty enthusiasm, messily, sloppily servicing his old man cock with her demon tongue, gagging messily.


    "You like the taste you stupid bitch? It''s good huh? Come on, taste it! Moan on my dick! Gag on it! Suck on it like the cock hungry slut you are~" Ron would give Melewen no quarter and began to roughly fuck her throat like a fuck doll, so much so that saliva would begin dripping down her chin and his ball sack with how rough he was being. It was hard to breathe even, but she had no choice but withstand the abuse. "YeshhMashterr~" The demon cockwhore moaned around his shaft, leaving red lipstick marks all up and down it. She was vomiting up saliva and cockslime from how hard he facefucked her, but the demon dickslut was just loving it, and kept on sucking like her life depended on it. She managed to leave a few lipstick smack-kisses over his inner thighs and asshole, as she messily kissed all over his groin.


    "Mmff! Keep at it! Good girl~" Ron continued to skullfuck the evil tiefling. His cock making her neck bulge over and over again with how thick he was, breaking her mindpletely. She was his property, forever addicted to his cock. Any loyalty she had quickly eroding by the every hit of his mushroom-head fuckstick into throat, oozing all sorts of unwashed slime. Melewen''s tight red throat was the perfect warm sleeve for Ron''s misshapen old man cock, and he was quickly dominating the MILFy Tiefling Knightesses brain to have absolutely no care for anything other than him and his twitching, vile dick.


    But just as Ron was getting close, he''d pull his dick out, allowing for Melewen to cough and catch her breath again before he continued. When he pulled out she gagged and coughed, earnestly kissing and nuzzling his cock, showing her respect and obedience to it, eyes crossed and emitting mindless mewls and giggles.


    The old man put on his best disciplinarian voice, and gave her a few friendly cockps. "Mellie, as your master, you are nevering back to your queen, alright? You serve me now. As my housewife, bodyguard, and most importantly..." He''d p her wet cunt hard. The general was no more. Now, Melewen was nothing but Ron''s personal ve. The biggest, strongest, and sexiest of them all. "You''re going to be a dirty streetwhore for me!"


    Ronughed, pulling her for a nice hot kiss before standing up again "Now, Mellie, go ahead and bend over up against the wall. I''ll fuck you so hard you won''t be able to walk tomorrow. Think you can handle it?" The braindead anal whore mewled out her response. "Yes Master~! I''ve got a Knightesses body, I can definitely handle it easy!" The demoness whore obeyed, perking out against the wall and shaking her asscheeks invitingly, whilst spreading her meaty red orbs of MILFmeat ass to show off her cute little asshole.


    "Mmm- Godamn, what a fat fucking ass you got! I wanna fuck you so fucking bad~" Ron would got his own fucking fat body behind her and knelt. He buried his head right into her PAWGmeat cheeks, making them quiver. The old perv began to eagerly suck on the demonessess shithole, rimming her as deep as he could, making a sloppy mess out of her sphincter. "Hhahhh~ Thank you Master~~" The mindbroken knightess just groaned in excitement as Ron began devouring her fresh, tight asshole, well trained from centuries of exercise andbat. "OooOOHnnhHNHfhfhf~!" Melewen gave a whorish wail of pleasure as he flicked her clit and messily made out with her ass, his head swallowed up between her enveloping red milfmeat cheeks. The grim old man drew back, keeping her hole spread, and spat into it before he stood up again.


    "How does it feel having a nice hung man keep you on your toes? Bet a guy never fucked you in the ass before like I will~" Ron would spank her, jacking himself off a bit. Getting ready and into position. "Ughh- You feel SO good Master! No guy''s as much of a stud as you Master~" She drooled eagerly, spilling out her brainless praises for a gross old man.


    "Our next destination, backshots city~" Ronughed at his own cringement. He''d smack his wet ns against her tight asshole three times before beginning to press it in. Melewenughed at his crudement, and made pitiful mewling sounds as his elephant cock slowly FORCED it''s way up her tight shitpipe. "Fuck!! You''re so fucking big Master!!" It was a very hard fit, due in both parts to her otherworldly tightness and his own obnoxiouslyrge size, but after a bit of fumbling the thickening log of dickmeat finally PLORP~ed into her asshole. Melewen''s hands had been keeping her cheeks spread over, and those delicately painted nails shook with pleasure as he finally THRUST into her guts. His mushroom head expanded Melewen''s outer ring as it made its way in, with the rest of my shaft sliding it much more smoothly afterwards.


    "Ah- Mmm~ God, you''re tight!" Finally after over two minutes of trial and error, Ron would finally manage to push it in and touched his hairy crotch against her big butt as it went as deep as he could. Ron cracked his hand over her other asscheek, sending the fatty folds of her ass-undercurve jiggling, before pulling onto her hair like the rains on a horse. "Fuck!! My ass is trained just for you, Master!!" The knightesses knees shook violently and she gripped the wall, as the little fat bastard went to.town on her shithole, stretching her open to the brim. She had been a rare and dignified killer- And now she was a squirting anal cockwhore, all thanks to this gross old man''s totally unbnced hypnotic abilities.

 Chapter 16: Jessie and Damon

    <h4>Chapter 16: Jessie and Damon</h4>


    At meetings, Jessie was usually the one that had something to say about what was going wrong in the office. From the copier not working to employees cking off, Jessie was always more than happy to stand up and tell the truth. Her colleagues were usually annoyed by her list ofints, but Damon always felt a bit more sympathetic to her frustrations. More often than not her criticisms were spot on. As a result, Damon was usually the only colleague that would go out of his way to talk to her and see how she was doing. Overtime they became very good friends and often visited each other''s offices to gab.


    Damon also started to notice Jessie in other ways as well. Jessie was petite and skinny, her head onlying up to his chest. Her long brown hair was usually kept up in a ponytail. When she let it down, usually after hours, it cascaded like a waterfall beautifully down between her shoulder des. She had lovely blue eyes that shimmered when she smiled. Her slender legs led upwards to a nice plump ass she tried to keep hidden under her dress pants.


    Jessie appreciated how Damon was always willing to listen to her, and didn''t just write her off as "the office bitch" like the others had. She felt veryfortable going to him and talking about whatever was on her mind. As time went on, she found herself bing more attracted to him. She was drawn to how tall he was, and how rxed he always seemed to be. It made her want to use him. She wanted to work out all her frustrations on that athletic frame of his until she was as rxed as he always was.


    On this day, Jessie was particrly aggravated. She walked into Damon''s office and mmed the door. "Something wrong?" he asked unphased.


    Jessie was shaking with anger. "That manager is so stupid," she yelled, "This whole office is practically on fire most of the time and he just lets it burn."


    Damon pushed hisptop aside and watched Jessie pace. "Yeah, he''s an idiot,"


    Damon said, "He was only hired because he''s the owner''s son."


    "It is just so infuriating," Jessie said, "This office has so much potential, and he just wants to sit back and collect his check like a welfare leech."


    Damon''s eyes studied that outline of Jessie''s body. Her excited state seemed to draw him to her even more.


    Jessie continued to vent, but it wasn''t helping as much today. She looked over at Damon, stillidback. He smiled at her casually. "How can you just be so unbothered by it all?" she asked.


    "I dislike it as much as you," he said calmly, "I''ve just learned not to let it get to me."


    "Nothing ever gets to you," she said walking up to his desk. Something about his calmness irritated her more. "I''ll bet I can break you," she said. She reached across the desk and grabbed his tie. She pulled him closer to her, their faces inches apart.


    His eyes widened slightly. "Why would you want to do that?" he asked.


    "Because I do," she said. She pressed her lips forcefully against his, her tongue prating his mouth. She put her other hand around his neck to keep him in ce. Damon surrendered his mouth, and his tongue submissively entangled itself with hers.


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    Jessie broke the kiss and hopped over his desk, straddling hisp as she climbed onto him. "I want to ride you," she said looking him directly in the eyes.


    "Okay," he replied, his cock hardening in his pants as it rubbed against her plush ass. He began to grind himself against her.


    Jessie unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it open. Her hands explored his chiseled abs and chest, savoring the solidness of his muscles. She then dug her fingers in and wed down from his chest to his abs, making him moan loudly. She kissed his lips passionately again, her tongue pulling his tongue into her mouth. She sucked on his tongue as her hands aggressively wed his back, leaving slight red lines as he moaned into her mouth.


    Jessie released his mouth as she grinding his bulge in between her ass cheeks. "I think you like being my personal fuck toy," she said.


    Damon nodded, breathing heavily.


    "Take your pants off," she said.


    Damon undid his pants, and pulled them and his boxers down, revealing his hardened cock.


    Jessie grinded her ass hard against his cock, crushing his shaft beneath it. "I''ve caught you staring at my ass a lot," she said, "You practically beg for it with your eyes."


    Jessie stood up in the chair. She wiggled her way out of her pants and panties, exposing her pussy. She sat back down on him, her hand guiding his cock inside of her. She breathed heavily and he began to buck his hips up, making her body bounce on his cock.


    She yanked on his tie as she kissed him again. She broke the kiss briefly tomand, "Harder," before pouncing his mouth with hers again.


    Damon thrusted up more aggressively, making her body shake intensely as he fucked her. Her other hand ran her fingers through his hair as she kissed him fervently, pulling on it now. His hands began to rub her ass, giving it a squeeze.


    Jessie broke the kiss again. "I want it in my ass," she said. She breathed heavily as she got off of him.


    "What?" Damon asked.


    Jessie turned around and leaned on the desk, arching her back to present her ass. "I want your cock in my ass," shemanded, "Get to it."


    Damon got out of his chair and leaned in. He traced his tongue up and down in between her ass cheeks before slithering it inside of her. Jessie''s body shook as his tongue lubricated the walls of her ass. Damon then stood straight up and rubbed the tip of his cock up and down in between her ass cheeks before thrusting in slowly.


    Jessie began to moan loudly as Damon slowly pumped his cock in and out of her ass. The tightness of her asshole milked his cock with great intensity. Slowly he began to pick up speed, sending shockwaves up her spine with each thrust. She reached back and pulled him close with his tie again, turning her head to kiss his mouth as he fucked her ass. His cock began to throb violently inside of her ass as he shot a hot load of cum deep inside. She felt his warm seed filling her ass up.


    They both copsed against the desk from exhaustion. Jessiemented, "Congrattions. You get to be mommy''s new ything at work from now on.


    "Sounds great," he said as he kissed her cheek, making her giggle.N?v(el)B\\jnn

 Chapter 17: Disgust to Pleasure (Chapter 1 & 2)

    <h4>Chapter 17: Disgust to Pleasure (Chapter 1 & 2)</h4>


    Chapter One


    "Eww, why would you want to do that!? That''s where poopes out from!" She sounded incredulous. This wasn''t the reaction I had hoped for. Although we''d been dating for six months, I had been reluctant to broach the topic of anal sex with her. It''s not that she was a prude. Far from it. It''s just that I really liked Michelle and I didn''t want to risk anything that might jeopardize that. With us both in ourte 20s, we were at the stage in our lives where we hoped to n a future together. I must have looked disappointed by her response. "Sorry, baby." She attempted to console me. "That''s just not something I''m into."


    I sighed, realizing toote it had probably been a mistake to bring it up altogether. This was supposed to be an evening for us to unwind and enjoy each other''spany. And the elegant Pacific Fish restaurant was hardly the ce to discuss such things. Idiot, I cursed at myself. Wrong ce, wrong time, I thought. Don''t press the issue and risk further souring the mood. I acquiesced. "Of course," I attempted to bury my disappointment under a forced smile. "You know, I care about you way too much to ever make you do something you aren''tfortable with."


    She smiled back and the conversation quickly shifted to other things. Eventually, our food arrived. She talked amiably as we ate but I had a hard time focusing on the conversation. My thoughts kept returning to the previous topic. Maybe she did have a point. After all, she was correct, that was where poop came from. So why *did* I want to put my dick there?! I mulled it over. Maybe it''s because it''s considered taboo that I felt drawn to it. Maybe I like the idea that my beautiful, considerate, church-going girlfriend secretly does things in the bedroom that other women refuse. Or maybe it''s the level of vulnerability, trust, andmunication required that creates an intimacy that doesn''t exist in other forms of sex? Then again, perhaps trying to assign logic to the whole thing was pointless. Do the foot fetish guys spend their time analyzing reasons for lusting over a woman''s feet? Some things just--


    "Babe, are you listening to me?" I snapped back to the present moment. She had stopped talking and was staring at me.


    "Yeah, of course," I lied. I quickly rewound the portion of my brain that had been paying attention to the conversion. "I can''t believe Leslie did that..." I mumbled, agreeing with her perspective.


    "I know, right? Thank you!" She continued with her story.


    I marveled at Michelle''s appearance tonight. Her carefully prepared makeup emphasized the contrast between her features: The way her dark red lipstick stood out against her caramel-colored skin. How her eyeshadow and blush emphasized her almond-shaped eyes and t nose, the ssic Filipino features that I had always found so attractive. I found my mind once began to wander. However, this time my thoughts turned negative. She always gets what she wants, I thought, failing to fight back a growing sense of resentment. Does she really think I enjoy all the times we hang out with her friends because that''s what she wants to do? I do that for her. Why won''t she do this thing for me? Catching myself, I took a deep breath and let the bitterness melt away. I resolved not to dwell on the issue any longer. At least for tonight, let''s just enjoy being together.


    After that, the mood lightened and our evening felt fun and fresh again. Soon we wereughing and joking with each other, reminding me of why we had originally fallen in love with each other so quickly. Not wanting the night to end, after dinner I took her to get ice cream at her favorite spot. She leaned back against my shoulder in the empty ice cream store and I felt a sense of shame at my earlier selfishness. How lucky I am to have found such an incredible woman, I reminded myself. I should count my many blessings, and not dwell on the few negatives.


    We made love that night in the way that we had grown ustomed. She gave me oral sex until I was nearing orgasm. She thenid on her back and spread her legs for me with the understanding that it was my turn to please her orally. As usual, I buried my face in the smooth, dark folds of her private area. It was while alternating between licks and kisses of herbia that I decided to attempt something new. I slid a pillow under her hips. Then grabbing her legs, I pressed them back toward her chest exposing herself even more to me. I continued to kiss and lick herbia, moving my tongue downward, past the opening of her vagina, lower to the area between her anus and vulva. I pressed my tongue against her perineum just for a moment, then returned to her clitoris. She didn''t seem to mind. So, I decided to go for it. I brought my mouth lower, past her perineum, to her asshole. Then I licked it.


    Her body tensed. I could almost hear her going through the calctions in her mind. Did he do that on purpose? He must have. Do I smell OK? I should, I showered before getting ready. Is this wrong? Then I heard it. She moaned. It sounded different than her usual moans. I gave it another gentle lick. She moaned again and her body rxed. It felt good. She liked it. I returned to licking her clitoris but made a point of returning to her asshole several more times. Each time I licked it, she seemed to respond with a special set of moans.


    With her orgasm fast approaching, she pushed me away and onto my back. She then mounted me and we soon orgasmed together.


    == Chapter Two ==


    I''d had too much to drink at the party. I didn''t want to go but had agreed to tag along as a courtesy to Michelle. I knew her "barkada"--that''s the Filipino word for one''s closest friends--meant a lot to her. To make the evening more bearable, I spent most of the night listening to their conversations while drinking. By the end of the night, I''d be quite drunk.


    "Did you have a good time at the party?" Michelle asked as she drove us home.


    We''d been dating for almost a year now and this was by far the best rtionship I''d ever had. For the first time in my life, marriage seemed like a real possibility. "Nod really bud i doo liyke seeeeen how happy yoo arr ''round yer barkada," I responded drunkenly.


    She giggled at my slurred speech. It wasn''t often that she saw me drunk. "Thanks foring out with me tonight. I know you don''t always like hanging out with my girlfriends. But it means a lot to me. You''re a good boyfriend," She said as she patted me on the leg.


    Back at my condo, Michelle helped guide me to the bedroom. I was ready to pass out for the night when Michelle asked, "Can I have a kiss?" and we did. "Mmm, I like your sloppy kisses. I think you actually kiss better when you''re drunk," she remarked. "I might have to take advantage of you..."


    With the amount I''d had to drink, I honestly wasn''t confident I''d even be able to maintain an erection. "Doan reward me, you''re gonna t'' turn me innto ann alcahalic," I said, chuckling at my own attempt at a joke.


    I was lying there in my stupor, about to fall asleep, when I felt the wet suction of her mouth around my cock. Despite the numbness, her well-practiced head movements began to stir feelings of arousal. I must have grown sufficiently hard because Michelle eventually transitioned to being on top of me and I felt her slip myself inside of her. The room seemed to spin along with her as she moved her hips up and down on top of me.


    I wasn''t sure how long we''d been having sex when she leaned forward and whispered into my ear, "Cum for me baby."


    I wondered if I was still hard or if I had gone limp. "I don''t thing i c''n," I had to admit. Undeterred, she continued riding, hoping to make me release inside her. "Cum for me baby," she insisted.


    I was ready to admit defeat when my alcohol-fueled brain gave me an idea. "Lemme toush yer asshole," I suggested.


    "Go ahead." She leaned forward and I reached around to press my finger against her little brown button. I wish I could describe the way it felt. The alcohol had dulled my senses too much. All I knew was that when I touched it, it felt like a mental switch in my brain had flipped. I realized I was now fucking my Filipina with a finger pressed against her longed-for hole. That did it. I came inside her.


    I awoke the next morning with a vicious headache. Michelle, already awake, turned to me and asked, "How are you feeling?"


    "Hungover," I groaned. Sheughed and went to bring me a cup of freshly brewed coffee.


    "Here, this will help," she said, handing it to me. I sipped the coffee and she asked, "How much ofst night do you remember?"


    "I remember most of it, I think. The party. Coming home. Having sex. Touching you down there."


    "Of course, you remember that part!" she giggled. Her tone turned more serious, "You really liked thest part, huh? You came really fast," she pointed out. I nodded sheepishly. "You know, if you liked it that much, you should have told me sooner. I like being able to turn you on so much." She then added, "Do you want to touch it some more?"


    "Not now. It''s going to make my head explode," Iined.


    "Isn''t that the point?" Sheughed yfully, insinuating which head she had in mind. She was clearly enjoying the newfound power she had over me. "Touch it," she insisted, snuggling her rear end against me.


    I refused. "Baby, stop," I groaned. "Can''t you see, I''m hungover."


    That continued for the rest of the morning. As I was making breakfast, Michelle snuck up from behind and whispered into my ear, "Now do you want to touch my asshole?" Again, I refused, still feeling far too hungover to enjoy it. My refusals only seemed to encourage her more.


    By afternoon, I was starting to feel better. Michelle had just finished showering upstairs when she called down to me. "Honey, can you bring me a towel? I forgot to get it!" I dutifully went upstairs to hand her a towel when she grabbed me by the wrist. "You''re gonna touch it now." Still wet from the shower, she forced my finger against her asshole and pressed her body against it. Despite still feeling the lingering effects of a hangover, my dick responded to her sudden aggressiveness. With her other hand, she reached down to feel for an erection. "There it is," she said proud of her ability to turn me on. "Wait for me in bed," she instructed as she went to towel off.


    As soon as she had finished drying, she hopped into bed and positioned herself on her hands and knees, our signal that she wanted oral sex. Ever since I had licked her asshole for the first time, she no longerid on her back when she received oral sex, insisting on receiving it in the doggy-style position now. She said it felt better that way. Although we had never spoken of it directly, I wondered if the real reason was because it provided easier ess for me to lick both her holes. From that position, it was just a short distance from her clitoris, down to her vulva, then to her perineum, and finally to her asshole.


    I began licking her. She responded in her usual way by rocking her hips, creating a back-and-forth rhythm to go along with my up-and-down licks. I opened my eyes to look at her asshole just inches from my face, enjoying watching it clench and rx as my tongue stimted her clitoris. As usual, I soon extended the path of my tongue to include her asshole in my licks. I heard her typical moans of approval. She had been requesting I touch her asshole all day, I thought. So why don''t I? I brought my pointer finger to my mouth and lubricated it with my saliva. I brought that finger to her asshole and began rubbing the tiny wrinkles there in a circr motion. She seemed to respond with enthusiasm. Without further thought, I pressed my finger inside. The tightness of her outer ring gripped me. I focused my tongue directly on her clitoris, intensely licking and sucking it to force her toward orgasm.


    "Oh fuck," she said loudly. Then she started to make a sound I had never heard before. It wasn''t the typical high-pitched scream she made when she orgasmed. This was a deeper, more guttural sound. The best way to describe it would be somebination between a grunt and a moan. She was cumming with my finger in her ass. I was in heaven.


    As soon as her orgasm subsided, instead of copsing back onto the bed as usual, she grabbed my hand to inspect the finger that had just been inside her. There were traces of fecal matter on my finger. She recoiled in horror. Her greatest fear was right there on my finger. She had soiled me and it made her feel dirty. "E, go wash your hands! Now!" she scolded me. Taken aback, I tried to reassure her that it didn''t bother me. I told her it was perfectly normal, something to be expected even. When I returned from the bathroom, I tried again to reassure her but she wouldn''t listen. "That''s gross! Why do you like that!? Promise me you''ll never do that again."


    "I''m sorry," I murmured. "I thought with how you were acting earlier, that you would be OK with it."


    "You''re dumb! I was just having fun teasing you. I didn''t expect you to actually stick your finger up my butt!"


    Eventually, she calmed down from her initial shock. I gently pointed out, "You sounded different when you came that way." She didn''t respond. I added, "I liked the noises you made." That made her perk up slightly. "Did it feel different?"


    "Kind of," she was forced to admit.


    "Different... In a good way?"


    She paused then said reluctantly, "I liked it, but I didn''t like it." I was about to say something more, decided against it, and left it at that.


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 Chapter 18: Frieren: Anything for Magic

    <h4>Chapter 18: Frieren: Anything for Magic</h4>


    "Honestly, I can hardly believe my luck! I''ve always wanted to fuck an elf, but little did I know that when I finally got the opportunity, it would be THE elf! Frieren the Mage of the famous Hero Party who defeated the Demon King so very long ago! Ah... this is the best!"


    Humans really were strange, weren''t they? Just when Frieren thought she might finally be beginning to understand humans, something like this happened that made her have to rethink everything she believed she knew about the species. Seriously, paying money for sex? Who even thought of something like that?


    Well... this man did, obviously. Equally obviously, she was here in the master bedroom of his estate because Frieren had ultimately decided to agree to his terms.


    She hadn''t been nning on it initially, of course. When they''d first arrived in the city and realized that they were once again out of funds, her and her new party of travelingpanions hadn''t been entirely sure what they were going to do. There had also been some finger pointing and uncalled for name-calling in Frieren''s humble opinion.


    So what if she bought every magical artifact and potion that the group came across?! That didn''t make her spending ''careless''. And even if the magic items and potions she spent their shared money on turned out to be less than useful inbat situations, that didn''t make them shady either! All magic was interesting to someone such as her. When you lived to be a thousand years old, every new spell and every piece of magic you''d never seen before was worth checking out.


    ... Which was sort of what led her to here. Apparently, while they were trying to figure out a way to obtain more funds so they could resume their journey to the North, a nobleman of no small stature had found out there was an elf in the city and had shown up outside of their tavern to offer her and her party a ratherrge sum of coin for the chance to fuck her.


    To their credit, as much as they clearly wanted the money, none of her groupmates had actually tried to pressure her into just epting the deal right then and there. If they had, Frieren would have had to reconsider her association with them. And honestly, the thought of giving this stranger her body even just for a night had Frieren hesitant at first.


    But then, seemingly knowing more about her than the white-haired elven mage would have thought, the nobleman had sweetened the deal and offered Frieren one of his rare grimoires containing a new piece of magic... the spell for peeling the shell off of boiled eggs in a single go.


    And thus did Frieren find herself agreeing to his terms, only to be carried away by his carriage. Now here she was in the man''s bedroom, with the man himself looking at her eagerly and expectantly. Frieren, meanwhile, eyes the grimoire he''d given her for confirmation one more time before nodding. It was what he said it was and that meant she had to have it. But since she was no thief, there was only one way to obtain it.


    "Very well. Where do we begin?"


    Swallowing thickly, the nobleman hums for a moment... before shrugging.


    "W-Well... I thought you could start by getting on your knees and sucking me off in just your underwear?"


    Disgusting... but fine. Frieren rolls her eyes but proceeds to remove her cloak and then dress with little fanfare. Seeing this, the nobleman hastily disrobes as well, pulling down his pants to free his rising human cock. He only gets harder and more erect as he gets to see more and more of her, until Frieren is dressed in nothing but her bra and her panties.


    Sitting on the edge of the bed expectantly, he watches her approach with a giddiness that usually only shows up in children. Frieren resists the urge to roll her eyes again and instead gets down to business. Kneeling down between his legs, she opens wide and takes his cock into her mouth, wrinkling her nose a little bit at the taste.


    Nevertheless, she begins to bob up and down his member, sucking his dick just as he''d asked of her. For the grimoire... and enough money to satisfy the rest of her party, she would just have to bear with this and do as he wanted. It was for a good cause, in the end.


    Of course, just as she''s thinking that, the nobleman groans appreciatively... and then reaches down and grabs her by her pigtails. Frieren''s green eyes flick up to his face in annoyance. Her white hair is done up in two pigtails, amon enough ancient elven hairstyle. But she''s never had anyone be so forward before. Just what is he-?


    "Ooooh! I''m sorry Mage Frieren, but I can''t hold back!"


    "Huuulghk!"


    Frieren''s eyes widen as his grip on her pigtails firms up and he suddenly starts thrusting forward and driving her down onto his cock at the same time.


    "Gagkh! Gagkh! Gagkh!"


    He''s... he''s acting like her face is her cunt or something! He''s fucking her mouth like one might fuck a woman''s sex! It''s entirely intolerable and annoying... but Frieren just thinks of the grimoire and that spell that would allow her to peel the shell off of a batch of boiled eggs in one go and puts up with it.


    As much as her instincts scream at her to cast a spell that will teach this nobleman not to take such liberties with her... she refrains. Instead, she keeps her hands in herp where they curl up into fists as she''s forced to endure the subsequent face fucking and throat fucking from the nobleman who''s purchased her body for the evening. She doesn''t even know his name... but then, that''s probably for the best.


    "Frieren... your mouth and throat feel so good! I''m getting close... nay... I''m cumming!"


    That''s all the warning she gets before a load of human seed is subsequently discharged down her throat. With his hands firmly on the base of her pigtails, he buried her face in his crotch, forcing her nose into his untamed pubes and her chin up against his sweaty, churning balls. Frieren chokes on his cum of course, but also does her best to swallow it all, not wanting to make a mess... or rather, not wanting to make a mess of HERSELF more than anything.


    This situation was already embarrassing enough as it was without her winding up further humiliated by having his seed staining her face or body. And so Frieren focuses on swallowing everyst drop to the detriment of everything else.


    As such, she''s not able to properly regain her bearings before the nobleman picks her petite body up and throws her onto the bed. Her eyes widen as the breath is expelled from her lungs, but he just cackles as he climbs on after her and quickly begins removing her underwear like a child opening a wrapped present. He hastily pulls off her bra and panties, leaving her nearly t chest and hairless pussy on disy.


    Licking his lips as he gazes at her body in wonder, the nobleman barely hesitates. His cock, still rock hard and throbbing despite Frieren''s expectations that he would need some time to recover, ps down on her cunt for half a moment before he''s able to line up properly and plunge his entire length into her tight, slick pussy.


    Frieren gasps at the pration. She''s never done it with a human before, admittedly. Perhaps this was part of learning what humans were really like and bonding further with the short-lived race? Still... the way he was having sex with her certainly lined up with a human''s frantically lived life. He doesn''t hold back for even a moment. He doesn''t take his time exploring her body... no, he just dives right in.


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    This includes immediatelytching onto her small bust, grabbing her modest bosom and squeezing it in his hands. Not that she has enough on either side of her chest to constitute even half a handful, but that doesn''t stop the nobleman from going to town on her tiny tits, even leaning forward to slobber and suck and slurp at her breasts as he pistons his prick in and out of her pussy at breakneck speeds.


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    She''s never been treated so roughly before. But of course, she''s an elf and they don''t only age slower than humans, they''re also just in tougher. It''s a lesser known aspect of their physiology, since it''smonly epted that dwarves are the toughest race. But elves are plenty tough too and Frieren is tougher than any human girl of her body type and stature would be.


    As such, it''s not really a problem that the nobleman is being so rough with her... only that he''s going so hard and so fast that Frieren is convinced he''ll blow his load any second. And to have him cum inside of her... well, that''s NOT part of the deal.


    Reaching up and grabbing him by the arms, Frieren forces the man to focus on her for a moment, even as he fucks her into his bed.


    "Not inside. You are not to cum inside of me. Understood?"


    This causes a frown to spread across his face and for a moment she wonders if she''ll have to force him off of her with her magic. But rather than argue with her, he slows down a bit... and then pulls out of her altogether. The Elven Mage is confused by this for a moment... until she feels the tip of his bulbous human dick prodding at her butt, causing her eyes to widen again in disbelief.


    "No! That hole is forbidden."


    Now he looks downright dejected, like a particrly sad puppy. Of course, Frieren is unmoved by his pouting. She will not allow anyone to have their way with her butt. That''s not only unclean, but it''s also just... wrong. Suddenly though, the nobleman''s eyes light up and his frown morphs into a grin.


    "Are you sure, my dear? Can I not persuade you to reconsider?"


    "Absolutely not. I-!"


    "Not even for another grimoire with a spell I''m SURE you don''t already have in your repertoire?"


    That brings Frieren pause. One new spell was amazing, but two new spells?!


    "... What sort of spell?"


    "Oh, quite a unique piece of magic, my dear mage. Quite unique indeed. I have in my possession a grimoire containing a truly legendary spell."


    "Get on with it! What does it DO?!"


    "It trims your nails to the perfect length!"


    Frieren''s eyes widen at that... and a momentter she rolls over and lifts her pert posterior into the air, not hesitating for even a moment to wiggle her ass at him.


    "Very well. In exchange for that grimoire, you may im my anal virginity."


    The nobleman crows in victorious delight and grabs her by her hips with both hands. A momentter and he''s pushing his cockhead into her puckered anus. Frieren grimaces at the difort, wincing in pain... but there''s nothing to be done. She can''t pass up a grimoire like that. He''s right after all. That really is a unique piece of magic, one that she''s nevere across before. And if she doesn''t snag it now, she might never get the chance ever again!


    Unfortunately, that doesn''t make her first time experiencing anal sex feel any better. She''ll just have to suffer through the indignation, humiliation, and difort until he''s finally-


    Frieren''s eyes widen as the nobleman, as impulsive and reckless and oh so human as ever, reaches out and grabs hold of her long, quintessentially elven ears. Groaning as he buries his cock in her ass, he then proceeds to give her ears a tug... something that makes her squeal for a moment before she''s able to p a hand over her mouth and cut herself off.


    "Fuuuuck... your ass is so tight, Mage Frieren! And your ears... they''re so soft! I''ve always wanted to do something like this! To fuck an elf in the ass from behind while tugging on their ears. It''s so damn good! Take it, Frieren! Take my big fat cock up your tight little asshole!"


    Under ordinary circumstances, she would have told him off for such crassnguage. It was incredibly degrading, after all. But these are no ordinary circumstances, because the nobleman has just stumbled upon a carefully guarded elven secret. Their incredibly sensitive ears.


    It was considered taboo even within elven culture to touch another elf''s ears. And given most elves would attack you if you tried to touch them, even humans and dwarves knew not to fuck with them either.


    But in this moment, the nobleman has let his fantasies get the better of him. And in turn, his recklessness is letting him get the better of Frieren. Elf ears are so sensitive they might as well be erogenous zones. And so, the pleasure from him tugging on her ears quickly overtakes and then fully overwhelms the pain and difort from having him fuck her ass.


    In no time at all, Frieren is making a very silly expression, one that would have shocked those she traveled with both in the past and in the present if they could have seen it. Her eyes crossed, her tongue hanging out of her mouth somewhat cutely, the elven mage can do nothing but squeal as she cums from being butt fucked and having her long elven ears pulled.


    The nobleman groans in appreciation at this fact, her asshole tightening and flexing around his cock as she squirts all over the bed. Shuddering and shaking her way through orgasm after shameful and humiliating orgasm, Frieren loses track of how many times she cums because the damn human is pulling her ears while he plunders her anus.


    Until finally, it''s over. He unleashes his load inside of her butt, filling her bowels to the brim with his seed. Frieren is just d it''s done... until he lets out a heartfelt groan and then passes out on top of her, trapping her underneath him.


    The nobleman isn''t TOO fat. If he were, she probably would have said no even with the promise of new magic. However, he is also not very skinny. In fact, despite being far from obese, the human is still easily twice Frieren''s size given her petite stature.


    And so, given she''s not physically strong enough to get out, she''s left stuck under him all night long... and with the unpleasant sensations of his cock in her ass and his seed in her bowels to boot. And not even some unconscious stroking of her ears to offset the sensation either!


    Grumbling, Frieren can only console herself with the reminder that she''s getting some interesting spells out of this at least. So there''s always that.


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