Sex Show Stories

Arrival

Sitting here in this limo I go over my notes I have so far. I cant believe my luck I have scored the story of a life time and now I cant wait to get to the mansion of the infamous Master and Mistress Devery for their semi annual Ball of Desire. Due to my new job at the magazine known as Tazzar I have the privilege of a behind the scenes first hand look at the 3 day event.
I see the estate in the distance and a shiver of anticipation runs up my spine.
Stepping out of the limo a young lady walks up wearing a sensible maids outfit with just a few additions that betray the world I am about to step in to. Delicate chains around her ankles keep her steps short and are connected to another chain that runs up her back side and fastens to a tight fitting yet delicate collar about her neck. Hello Master Tyler, pleased to meet you, please come this way we have been expecting you
Turning to retrieve my bags I see they are already being gathered by a couple male servants so I follow the maid I now know as Sarah thru the foyer and into a large great room impressively decorated and being prepared for the events to start tomorrow.
“Welcome to our home Tyler I hear a voice say when I turn around I see the beautiful Mistress Devery you must be tired after such a long trip
I am tired but also very excited and impressed I have heard stories of the beauty of this estate but nothing could have prepared me for this.
“please come to the library with me we have prepared a show for you and I am sure you will enjoy it. Smiling devilishly Mistress Devery escorts me to a expansive library were a nicely dressed middle aged man who I immediately recognize Immediately as Master Devery is sitting on a low couch enjoying a drink. After a little small talk and a cold drink I get comfortable in a large winged chair and take in my surroundings.
With in a few moments Sarah returns, now wearing nothing more than her chains, collar and 6 inch healed shoes . She walks slowly, due to the length of the chains, towards a set of straps and chains in the center of the room Mistress Devery walks towards her and orders her in to position. Sarah arches backwards into an impressive complete backbend while Mistress Devery connects a few of the leather straps around Sarah’s tight young stomach and hoist her up so now her head and feet dangle only a few inches apart but a full foot of the floor. Leaving the girls sensitive pussy ass and tits fully exposed for use. Then the chain from her ankles to her collar were tightened holding her more securely in the back-breaking position. Soft moans of displeasure were the only noises heard from the captive girl. Smiling Mistress gently strokes the girls tight pert ass.
” Please state your position for our guest Sarah
” I am Sarah a willing servant in the house of Devery, I am here to bring pleasure to any one or any thing that my mistress and master wish me too. I am here of my own free will and enjoy my role as a slave slut and all the privileges that go with it
“very good slave and with that Mistress Devery lifts her hand bringing it down direct and hard on the young girls mound causing a small cry from her at the suddenness and strength of the blow. Again and again her hand connects with the exposed and now tender shaved pussy. Then just as suddenly she stops the assault running her fingers up the visibly moist cleft between the tender lips of Sarah’s battered puss.
“Ahh she is loving this, what a good whore you are my dear
Walking to the other side of the room to a row of cabinets she selects a large stainless steal dildo and silver tit clamps my eyebrows raise as I try to imagine what is to come, as if on queue a young girl in a similar maids outfit as I had first seen Sarah in comes in the room and places a silver bucket of ice on the floor next to the dangling damsel. Mistress walks over and holds the dildo up for Master Devery’s approval and I get a good look at the object that is easily 4 inches in diameter and a foot long . Walking over to the bucket of ice Mistress Devery drops the gleaming dildo in and allows the ice to fully engulf it.
Turning her attention back to the slave she traces the curves of Sarah’s exposed breast then cruelly applies each clamp to her hard nipples. Tugging lightly on each as she applied them. Then with out further ado mistress Devery reached in to the bucket of ice and removed the now frozen dildo and places it on the opening to Sarah’s snatch. Using her other hand to spread the girl wide to allow us a better view she slowly and deliberately inserts the full length in to the her.
Breathing harder now and squirming at the pain of an ice cold dildo of that magnitude fucking her cunt Sarah cries out as the object is more forcibly removed and slammed back into place. Picking up her speed Mistress Devery fucks the girl making the woman visibly shake from exertion and the strain of such a vicious drilling. Then just as Sarah is about to loss her handle on the impending orgasm she knows will bring nothing more then severe punishment mistress Devery pulls the dildo from her cunt and places the head of it on Sarah’s up turned ass hole. The young slaves face betrays a mixture of fear and lust as she is given a moment to fully grasp her dire situation. Then mistress Devery begins stretching the girl’s ass wide with the silver dong, slowly pushing it in until only an inch is exposed then pulling it out and slamming it back in.
“Tyler would you like a piece of this slut? asked Mstress Dvery
Smiling I rub my already partially hard cock and nod in agreement. I walk towards the ravaged body of Sarah taking my cock out I go around to her face .
“suck me good whore grabbing her head I slam my member down her throat just wanting to get to my full erection. After using her mouth a while Mistress Devery moves to the side so I can get at Sarah’s wet snatch with the steel dildo still in her ass.
Relishing the sensation of Sarah’s cold ,due to the ice cold fucking she had received earlier, tight pussy made tighter by her back door invader I harshly jam my organ in and out of her now sopping pussy .
Cum for me bitch I want to hear you scream with that a shudder of pure ecstasy ran thru her body as a gut wrenching orgasm ripped thru her. Screaming out
“yes fuck me harder Master please fuck me deeper”, So I did., Then let loose myself feeling my cum spread into her pussy warming it back up for her. Giving the dildo in her ass a few more ruthless jabs before removing it just to displeasure and add to the young girls humiliation, Mistress Devery smiled broadly. Walking to the girls head she gently stroked her brow as she released the girl in to her arms. Lovingly catching the girl and cradling Sarah’s head.
“you have done well my beautiful slut, I am very proud of you today Helping Sarah to her feet Mistress Devery dismissed herself leaving Master Devery and myself in the library to enjoy another cold drink and some small talk.
“I hope you have enjoyed your self He says to me upon their leaving the room. now I will have a servant show you to your room , get some rest and clean up it is about 3pm right now at 5pm a slave that has been assigned to you will be up to help you Smiling he continued
I have taken the liberty of enlisting a personal slave for you during the festivities if she does not please you let me know but I am sure you will be presently surprised, she is one of my favorites . Dinner is at 7pm sharp please enjoy her and meet us in the dining room then if you need anything press #1 on your phone and it will be made available At this a young male slave walked into the room and led me to my room .

I could already tell this was going to be one hell of a weekend and I could hardly wait to see how it played out sure that it would only get better from here. Until then I took my host’s advise and got some rest.

Brenda knew she was in trouble. As she walked to her car, her fingers trembled as she reached for her car keys. As she pressed the button to unlock the power locks to her car, she wondered how bad it would be. Brenda felt an uneasy feeling deep within her stomach. She had been a terribly naughty girl and knew she was going to have to pay a heavy price.

As she put her car in reverse and backed out of the narrow parking spot, Brenda felt a small stream of cum trickle from her pussy. Not more than 20 minutes earlier, Brenda had been in absolute ecstasy. Mixed emotions flooded her mind. Pleasure, contentment, fulfillment, fear, guilt, shame: all intense emotions that made her mind spin with uncertainty. Brenda knew there was no way to hide this indiscretion and she wondered how she had gotten herself into this ordeal. She knew….

Brenda had met Jeff three weeks ago Friday when her and her friends had gone clubbing. The four of them loved to get dressed up and hit one of several hot spots in town. They would laugh and joke with each other about never having to spend money when they went out; without trying, guys would always offer to buy their drinks.

That Saturday night started out uneventfully. The girls were sitting at a table next to the dance floor when Brenda noticed him. She certainly wasn’t one who usually initiated conversations with guys. Brenda remembers him standing against the wall and she was unable to stop staring at him. He stood about 5 10 and she guessed he weighed around 200lbs. His black hair was cut short, almost a flat-top. He was dressed in a pair of baggy jeans and a skin-tight black shirt. His arms….she could not stop staring at his arms as his biceps were outlined by a thick bulging vein down the outside of his arms. Brenda was mesmerized by his long fingers and muscular forearms.

As she gazed at this handsome stranger, Brenda sat in disbelief as she looked up at his face and realized he was looking directly at her. She immediately began to blush and giggled to herself. Without thinking, her eyes immediately fell to the drink in front of her as she found herself trying to re-engage in the conversation with her friends. Although she had not been paying attention, she tried to play it off and shook her head in agreement.

“How long had he seen me staring at him? she wondered to herself. Brenda fought the urge to look back in his direction although every part of her being wanted her to. This man had made her heart race and she felt like a little school girl as the butterflies fluttered in her stomach. Even more odd, she felt a twinge of excitement course through her thighs as she gazed at his fingers.

Brenda had allowed several minutes to pass before she glanced back towards him but felt disappointed when she had. He was gone. Brenda grew angry at herself for not making a move. Had she waited to long? Did he leave? Did he think she wasn’t interested?

Brenda snapped back to reality when the cocktail waitress nearly spilled the margarita in her lap. As she moved back, anticipating being covered in tequila, she felt a strong yet gentle hand on her shoulder. Turning around to see who was touching her, she felt the hand slide down her arm to her wrist then to her delicate, slender fingers. Whoever it was, his touch was electric…a warm sensation flooded her body.

Without saying a word, Brenda complied. She followed her requestor to the dance floor without question. As they worked their way to the dance floor, she felt his strong arms around her waist. He was much taller; her head only came up to his upper chest. Only then did Brenda realize a slow song was playing. Whoever this man was, he had a power over her she had never felt. She could feel his muscular chest pressed against her soft cheek as they slowly moved back and forth to the music.

Several minutes passed before either spoke a word. I’m Jeff he said. Ummm…I’m Brenda she replied. I’m guessing you saw me staring at you? she asked. Jeff laughed for a second then replied, Yes, but don’t worry because I was too!”

After slow dancing to several songs and getting beyond the normal introductory information, the two found a table in the back of the club. She felt so comfortable around him; almost as if she had known him forever. She learned they attended the same school and even knew some of the same friends.

As much as she wanted to yield to the intense passion she felt, Brenda had never been the type of girl to hook up with someone on the first night. It wasn’t her style although parts of her body were screaming for her to break the rules tonight.

Before she left, Brenda got Jeff’s phone number and they agreed to talk on Sunday.

Over the course of the next couple weeks, Brenda secretly talked to Jeff every day. Although she liked Jeff, she knew a relationship was impossible. Brenda belonged to someone else. In fact, Brenda wasn’t looking for a relationship and prior to that Saturday night, wasn’t looking for anything. However, since meeting Jeff, Brenda found herself overwhelmed with a deep desire to have this man fuck her. She couldn’t recount how many times she found her own fingers exploring her body when she closed her eyes and thought about Jeff. Every time she did, her fingers always ended up deep inside herself and always resulted in intense orgasm.

Day after day, Brenda fought back the forbidden desires that consumed her…until that Friday. Unable to keep fighting, Brenda called Jeff at lunch and told him to rent a suite at the Plaza Grand. The two arranged to meet at the bar at 7:00 PM for drinks.

Getting caught was not an option although she did not know how she could hide this. As she showered and applied make-up to her stunningly beautiful face, she found herself convincing herself she was willing to pay the price. She had to have this man inside her. It would be worth the cost if she was caught.

Brenda arrived five minutes early and found Jeff sitting at a small table in the bar. He had already taken the liberty of ordering her drink. She was so nervous her hands trembled as she sat down.
Sensing her apprehension, Jeff placed his hand on hers to reassure her.

Although Brenda had not fully explained her current situation, she had told Jeff she was involved with another man. Brenda refused to divulge too much information. In fact, not even her closest friends knew everything about her secret life.

“Come on she said taking Jeff’s hand, let’s go. I can’t wait! Brenda stood and followed Jeff to the elevator. As the elevator doors closed, she caught her reflection in the highly polished brass that decorated the walls. Dressed in a short denim skirt, high heels and a tight white shirt, she wondered if she had dressed to slutty for the occasion. No matter, she thought. Her clothes would not be on long enough for it to be of concern to anyone.

As the elevator doors closed, Brenda stepped towards Jeff and placed her lips against his. The two embraced in a passionate kiss. As emotional as she felt, Brenda knew she had to keep her feelings in check. Tonight was not about passion; it was solely sexual lust.

Brenda took Jeff’s strong hand and placed it under her short skirt to allow him to see she was not wearing panties. Jeff knew exactly what to do. His middle finger slid softly between Brenda’s pouting pussy lips and caressed her tiny clit. She felt his finger slide past her silky softness and enter her tight hole. Jeff continued to kiss her soft lips as his long finger inched deeper and deeper into her. As he did, he rubbed the palm of his hand against her wet clit. Brenda felt her knees weaken as he skillfully assaulted her young pussy.

Moments later, the two found themselves standing at the edge of the bed in this luxurious suite. Neither spoke a word. Brenda stepped back and seductively removed her shirt exposing her perfect breasts. Her nipples protruded into the air and her perky breasts hung beautifully. Brenda reached forward and began to unbuckle Jeff’s belt. As she did, she felt his strong hand exploring her chest. Firmly yet gently, he cupped each breast in his hands and as he massaged her. As Brenda unzipped his pants, she helped Jeff step out of them.

Brenda again stepped back and slid out of her skirt. Left clad in only her heels, Jeff had removed his shirt and was sliding out of his boxers as she looked back at him.

Brenda smiled as she saw him. His body was perfectly chiseled. Large pectorals, six-pack stomach, bulging arms, thick muscular legs and the longest penis she had ever seen. Jeff’s cock must have been 10 or 11 inches in length and it sagged low under its own weight. Brenda reached outward and wrapped her tiny hand around his manhood. As she did, she felt the huge vein bulging from the top of his beautiful cock.

Brenda dropped to her knees and moved her mouth towards him. Sticking her tongue out, she slowly licked the sweet drop of pre-cum on the tip of his cock. Brenda looked up at Jeff as she opened her mouth. As she did, she felt his large hand on the back of her head guiding her mouth forward.

Brenda began by slowly licking the tip of his cock then up and down his long shaft. She felt him breath heavy as her warm tongue teased his large cock. After a few moments, Brenda slowly began taking as much of his huge dick into her mouth as she could. Slowly at first, she began to work his cock in and out of her mouth, feeling his hips move back and forth as she did. As she did, she could see his muscular stomach flex with pleasure.

Although she could only get 8 or 9 inches into her mouth, she knew it was enough to drive him wild. After a few minutes, she pushed him onto the bed. As he sat down, Brenda crawled between his legs and began to assault his cock with her lips and tongue. Her head moved up and down as she sucked his massive cock.

Brenda felt Jeff nearing orgasm. Not wanting this forbidden interlude to end to quickly, she removed her mouth and lay down beside Jeff. Knowing exactly what she wanted, Jeff knelt at the edge of the bed and pulled Brenda towards him. She felt his strong hands around her legs as he effortlessly pulled her petite body towards him. Brenda willing placed her legs in top of his massive shoulders.

Jeff had wanted to do this since the moment he saw her. He stared at her gorgeous pussy for a moment before moving his hand to her tiny lips. Brenda felt a jolt of electric excitement throughout her body as his long fingers parted her pussy lips. Jeff leaned forward and slowly licked her now-swollen clit. As he continued to keep her spread apart with his fingers, he slowly and expertly slid his tongue up and down her sleek pussy, tasting her wetness and feeling her warmth. Brenda’s breathing increased as her secret-lover caressed her young pussy with his mouth. She felt his facial stubble on her firm thighs as his face moved back and forth to savor her taste.

Jeff then gently clinched her sensitive clitoris between his teeth and began to run his tongue back and forth across the swollen tip. This sent an erotic chill deep inside her. As he did, Brenda felt him slide a long finger deep inside her. Deeper and deeper, she felt his finger gently probing her insides. As he did, he softly curled his finger upward and began to stroke in and out of her. The combination of his assault on her clit and his probing finger, Brenda felt the excitement building within. She began to buck her hips in eager anticipation to meet each of his finger-strokes. Pressing her hips down then allowing them to spring upward with a sensual rhythm, she felt her climax building.

“Stick another finger inside me she begged. Compliantly, he did. His large fingers were barely able to get inside and the thought of how she would be able to accept his large cock was more than she could take. She felt a shocking wave race through her body as she came and felt as if every bit of the sensation was culminating in her tiny clit still clenched between his teeth. Jeff maintained his oral assault on Brenda’s pussy through the orgasm. Brenda tried to pull away but Jeff instantly put both hands around her hips, his long fingers against her lower stomach. He pulled her body tightly into his face and slid his tongue deep inside her. The taste of her feminine moisture was intoxicating. Jeff began to fuck her tiny pussy with his talented tongue sending Brenda into wave after wave of orgasm.

Louder and louder Brenda began to scream with intense pleasure. This seemed to only arouse her lover more as he lifted her hips off the bed and began to attack her pussy from a different angle. Every so often, Jeff would remove his tongue and place it against her tiny ass hole, pressing just enough to allow the tip to break into her tiny hole. Brenda would press her hips into his face. Jeff knew what she wanted and worked his tongue deeper into her ass. This was the first time she had ever felt a tongue this deep in her ass and the sensation was overpowering. Brenda screamed as she came. She felt her hands on Jeff’s head as she pulled him forcefully into her thighs. Jeff had reached over the top of her thighs as was rubbing her clit back and forth as his tongue continued to violate her tiny ass.

Brenda threw her head back and forth as she felt him at least an inch deep in her. She could take no more. Brenda grabbed Jeff under the arms as if trying to lift his massive body upright.

She didn’t need to speak. Jeff knew it was time. It was time to take what he had longed for. Jeff stood and Brenda watched in amazement as Jeff spread the pre-cum from the tip of his cock, ensuring he full erection was lubricated. The moisture glistened in the light.

Jeff stepped forward and placed the tip of his massive cock at Brenda’s tiny opening. He slowly ran it up and down her pussy, parting her soft lips and easily gliding along her silky lips.

Jeff then placed his head against her opening and gently eased into her. Brenda felt her tiny walls begin to stretch and the lustful hunger within her grew. Jeff began to slide into her….two inches, then three, then four, then five. As he did, he slowly withdrew to allow their wetness to fully cover his massive cock before he slid back in, five inches, then six, then seven, before repeating the process.

As the eighth inch entered her, Brenda felt her tiny pussy nearly stretched to its limit. Her muscles flexed around his long, thick shaft as Jeff gave her a moment to get used to him being that deep.

Slowly, he began to stroke his cock in and out, each stroke effortless with their natural lubrication. Each time he dove his cock inside her, she felt her lips stretch around his thickness. Brenda loved the feeling of his massive cock pushing deeper and deeper into her. Her hips moved with his strokes and she felt the animalistic desire almost choking her throat.

“Fuck me hard Jeff. Hurt my pussy with your cock! she commanded. Jeff began to pound his massive cock harder and deeper into her. Brenda felt his balls smacking her in the ass as he fucked her tiny pussy. Brenda could feel his massive legs slamming into the back of her thighs as he fucked her. She felt her pussy wrapped tightly around his dick as he fucked her. Sweat began to drip from his chest and fell onto hers. Brenda massaged her breasts as her lover fucked her.

After a few minutes, Jeff withdrew his member from inside her and rolled her onto her stomach. He then pulled her back until her feet touched the floor. As she turned around to look t him, she felt a large hand on her back. He pushed forward on Brenda until she her chest was flat against the bed, her legs straight and her smooth ass sticking up. She felt Jeff press his cock into her and he placed his strong hands on her tiny waist.

Jeff wasted no time. He began to fuck Brenda feverishly, his hand wrapped around her hips pulling her into him as each stroke slammed into her. Brenda shrieked aloud with each stroke, moaning over and over Yes, yes, yes, oh my god, yes. She heard Jeff grunt as he pounded her. Your pussy feels so good he moaned.

The two veiled lovers continued their torrid sexual ravishing of one another. As Jeff fucked Brenda, she felt him plunge his thumb into her tiny ass. The naughtiness of his probing was tremendous and it sent Brenda into an intense orgasm. A wave of female ejaculation gushed from her pussy and ran down her muscular legs. Brenda felt herself go weak. If not for Jeff’s hands and his massive cock inside her, she might have fallen down.

Jeff stopped long enough to turn her around and lift her up. Brenda’s arms were wrapped around his neck and Jeff reached down to lift her legs. Brenda instinctively wrapped her legs around his hips and she felt his cock slowly enter her once again. Jeff then walked to the door; Brenda wrapped around him, his cock deep inside. Jeff pressed her back against the wall and began to viciously fuck Brenda.

Jeff was fucking her so hard she wasn’t sure if she felt pain or just intense pleasure. In either case, her pussy begged for more and she did her best to move her hips with his.

Within minutes she heard Jeff, I’m gonna cum, I gotta pull out.”

“NO! Cum inside me she commanded.

Jeff did not ask her if she was sure. Hearing this sent him over the top. Brenda felt him swell inside her. Her fingernails dug into his flesh. He was stretching her pussy to it’s limit. Within another stroke, she felt him explode.

His cock pulsed as the first load of cum coated her insides. She could feel the warmth of his cum. Jeff continued to pound her, pulse after pulse his cum filled her insides.

Jeff finally stopped and the two held each other for a moment, their sweat glistening in the light.

As he removed his cock, Brenda felt his cum running down her inner thigh.

Brenda did her best to clean herself up. Knowing she could stay no longer, she quickly dressed without saying much. As she left, she simply thanked Jeff and gave him a kiss.

“We can’t do this again. If he finds out, it will be too dangerous!”

Pulling onto the highway, Brenda knew what had gotten her into this situation. Lust; Uncontrollable lust: an uncontrollable lust that she would pay for. Brenda knew her thighs were sticky from his cum. She knew she smelled of sex. She knew her pussy would smell of her lover’s cock and would be red and swollen from the pounding it had just received.

“Fuck him Brenda thought. My Master will have to accept it!”

As Brenda pulled into her driveway, the reality of her actions began to sink in. It was now 11:30 PM and she was supposed to be home by 9:00 PM. She was also supposed to have called him at 8:00 PM to check in as she was required. This would have been difficult for her to do since she knew she had a cock buried deep inside her at that moment.

Brenda trembled with fear as she walked through her front door. As she did, she saw her Master sitting on the couch. Brenda did not speak.

“Where have you been? He asked.

“Me and Tiff had a drink and were talking. I lost track of time! she replied.

“Okay her Master replied.

“May I please take a shower Sir? I smell like cigarette smoke. She asked.

“Yes you may. First, come gimme a kiss.”

Hesitantly, she complied trying not to let Him sense her hesitation.

Brenda walked towards him and stopped as she reached the couch. Bending down, she pressed her lips against His.

With lightning speed he was upon her. His muscularly calloused right hand was around her throat and he was standing ominously over her. Fear paralyzed her as he spoke.

“I spoke to Tiff about 45 minutes ago. She has been home all evening. Why do you find it necessary to lie to me? he asked.

Brenda could not speak. Her wind was being cut off from the enormous pressure around her tiny throat. As she tried to gasp for air, she felt her Master’s fingers slide up her skirt to her pantiless crotch. She felt as her Master slid a finger into her sticky cunt and quickly remove it. He then raised his hand and commanded her to open her mouth.

“Taste this! he ordered.

Brenda opened her mouth and gently wrapped her lips around his fingers.

“What is that? he asked angrily.

As he awaited an answer, Brenda felt his grip release. Brenda gasped to inhale a few breaths as she answered.

“It’s cum Sir! she answered shamefully.

“I don’t remember giving you permission to fuck. Am I mistaken? he asked.

“No Sir. I am a dirty slut and I fucked without Your permission she answered.

“You know what happens to naughty girls who disobey the rules, don’t you? he asked.

“Yes Sir. I must be punished and I should be punished harshly. Brenda answered.

“Go shower and wait for me in the bedroom he directed.

“Yes Sir she replied as she got up to walk down the hallway.

As she turned from her Master and took her first step, Brenda felt his arm wrap around her neck from behind. Her Master tightened his grip and drove her body towards the arm of the large leather couch. Brenda soon found herself bent over the arm of the couch, her abdomen pressed down hard into the soft leather. She felt her Master drawing her skirt over her smooth, firm, tanned ass and over her curvy hips. Brenda felt the rush of cold air as it made contact with her wet pussy; a pussy still wet from her lover not an hour earlier.

As she felt herself being pushed down, her Master grabbed a handful of her silky brown hair and wrapped it in his hand. Within another second, she felt her head being pulled backwards.

Focusing on her head, Brenda was oblivious to his next move. Without warning, his cupped right hand struck her exposed ass letting out a loud crack. Searing hot pain coursed through her ass cheeks and immediately reddened. Strike after strike, her Master spanked her tiny ass with his strong hand.

As quickly as the spanking began, it stopped.

“Go wash yourself! he ordered. As she walked away, she felt the stinging pain on her tiny ass cheeks.

After Brenda dried herself off, she walked to her Master’s king sized bed. Brenda took her place at the end of the bed and awaited her Master. Within moments, she heard the door open as her Master entered.

“Naughty Brenda! Why did you betray my trust? You little slut…why’d you fuck this man? he asked.

“Because I am weak and I could not resist. In my weakness, I wanted to feel his cock inside me Sir. Brenda answered.

“Did he fuck you good? her Master asked.

“Yes Sir…but not as good as You do! Brenda said confidently.

Brenda stood before Him, totally naked. Her body shivered from a combination of fear, anxiety, and her wet hair from the shower moments ago. Her nipples stood erect as she eagerly anticipated the very long night ahead of her. Brenda wanted to smile but knew she could not.

Her eager anticipation quickly turned to fear when she saw what her Master had in his hands. Of all his devices, the leather binding straps he held in hands were the most formidable.

Her Master stepped forward and grabbed Brenda by the wrist. As he began to place the strap over her hand, Brenda yanked her arm away forcefully. If her Master was going to bind her, He was going to have to fight her for it. Once again, He grabbed her wrist and again, Brenda pulled away.

Brenda saw the frustration in His eyes as she stepped backwards. Within a split second, he was on her. He stepped forward and lowered his shoulder. Skillfully, he placed his shoulder in her abdomen and lifted her off the ground. His strong arm was wrapped around her tiny waist as he drove her onto the bed. As she landed, she felt his weight crash down on her. Releasing his hold on her waist, her Master grabbed both wrists and effortlessly pinned her arms above her head. By this point, He was straddling her, his nude body against hers. Brenda knew the struggle was exciting him. She felt his burly grip tightly holding her wrists together. With his free hand, he gently caressed her chest. Brenda relaxed for a moment and looked up at his muscular chest.

His strength and power was tremendous and Brenda remained mesmerized by the control He had over her.

As he reached for the leather binds, Brenda again struggled. She was able to free a hand and tried to push Him off of her. As she did, He placed his right hand around her throat again and squeezed. Brenda felt herself unable to breath. It did not take long before she felt she might lose consciousness but she was coherent enough to notice his fully erect cock as it lay against her tight stomach.

Second after second, she lay motionless waiting for Him to release his grip but that moment did not some. Brenda began to fear he may not release her. As she struggled to breath, Brenda saw thousands of tiny flashes, almost star-like images in her vision. Brenda tried to wiggle free of his grip but could not. Her free hand grasped his massive forearm in a last attempt to free herself but she could not move his arm.

The next thing she knew, she was choking in air as her oxygen-deprived lungs struggled to fill. Gasping in precious air, fear swept through her as she realized her hands were bound tightly by the leather straps.

Opening her eyes, she felt her Master gently kiss her lips.

Brenda knew what was coming and she trembled all over. Her Master gently lifted her from the bed and carried her to the large wall across from the bed. The wall was bare except for a few large iron hooks and loops bolted to the wall.

Reaching the wall, He let her down and allowed her to regain her balance. As Brenda stood before Him, He took hold of the leather straps and began to raise her arms above her head.

Brenda resisted by balling both hands into fists and began to club her Master’s chest.

Brenda was striking Him so hard she saw red welts appear on his tanned chest. Although she struck Him as hard as she could, it had little effect.

He reached down and blocked her next strike. Grabbing the bindings, he yanked her arms above her head and wrapped his arm around her waist, lifting her up slightly. As he did, he placed the loop of her binds over the sturdy iron hook on the wall.

As he released his grip on her waist, Brenda was left hanging from the metal hook, the balls of her feet barely able to touch the ground.

Brenda knew how vulnerable she was at this point. Her Master stepped back and looked at his little Brenda. She was so beautiful. Her toned and muscular arms stretched above her head, her tight abdominal muscles flexing as she breathed. He noticed her perfectly curved hips, her neatly trimmed pubic hair and her muscular legs as they strained to support her weight. Physically, she was perfect.

Brenda watched as her Master knelt before her and placed a wide leather ankle collar around her right leg, then her left. Each ankle collar provided about 8 inches of slack but not enough for her to mount any kind of offensive attack. Brenda stood helpless before him.

In the time she had served her Master, she had only been subjected to this punishment once. The memory of that indiscretion brought back many memories. Pain, discomfort, humiliation, pleasure, orgasms; all intense and all vivid in her imagination.

Her Master stepped forward. Brenda felt her heart race. As he did, she felt his erect cock press into her stomach and felt the moisture of his excitement . Her Master slowly ran his hand down her stomach, caressing her. He saw the tiny hairs raised from her fear, from her excitement. Lower his led his hand until it brushed the closely trimmed strip of dark pubic hair.

Brenda felt his finger as it parted her tiny lips. Her Master began to rub her softly, gently, lovingly. She felt her womanhood stir to life as he slid his finger up and down. Brenda felt Him slide his two middle fingers inside her. Although she was already soaking wet, the cum from her lover earlier had been washed away during her shower.

As he slowly inserted his fingers into her, she felt him begin to rub her clit with his thumb. Soon, she felt his fingers fucking her tiny pussy as he rubbed her clit. Brenda tried to fight the excitement; an excitement she knew would weaken her legs and cause her arms to bear the weight of her tiny frame.

As hard a she tried, she could not fight her arousal. Her Master knew how to touch her. He knew what she liked. He knew what made her wet and what made her weak. Brenda slowly rocked her hips back and forth as he teased her tiny pussy.

Brenda could not contain her orgasm. Her body tensed as the powerful wave encompassed her. Her Master continued finger-fuck her but this time, there was a twist. He stepped into her and grabbed her throat once again. His fingers continued to plunge in and out of her, his thumb continued to ravage her swollen clit. Brenda was nearing orgasm as she felt herself unable to breathe once again. His hand felt like a vice as it constricted around her neck. He had completely shut-off her supply of air.

Brenda felt a lustful burning building deep inside her tight pussy. The intense orgasm-in-waiting was coupled with oxygen deprivation. Just as she came, he released his grip and allowed oxygen to flood into her lungs. She felt his strong fingers fucking her as she came again. Her head was dizzy from the lack of oxygen and his work inside her. She struggled to hold her weight upright as she screamed in ecstasy.

Brenda felt him remove his fingers. As he did, he placed them inside her mouth.

“Taste that! What does it taste like? He asked.

“It tastes like a bad girl Sir!”

“Tell me what happened today! he ordered.

“No sir! I cannot. I am too ashamed she replied.

Obviously, she had not learned her lesson. Her Master lifted her up and released her from the hook. As he did, he walked her to the bed and sat down. She felt her Master place her across his muscular legs with her round ass exposed to him. He pulled her farther across his lap until her breasts dangled free. He looked down on her and soaked in the beautiful contours of her muscular back. Her Master maintained His grip on her straps, her hands still bound. He traced his finger down her spine and gently along the crack of her small ass.

Without warning, he once again began to spank her. His hand was cupped as her struck her equally on both tiny cheeks. The stinging sensation was overwhelming. She felt the searing pain as he struck her ass again and again.

Her ass was red from the discipline. She soon felt her Master’s hands exploring her pussy once again, strong fingers probing in and out. The same hands that had just inflicted the stinging pain were now softly caressing her, soothing her.

Brenda felt his hands gently massaging her ass and her back, firmly moving upwards to her shoulders. Her hands remained bound as he stood and lifted her onto the bed.

She lay still as he walked to the other side and fastened her hand bindings to the bed frame. He then walked back to her and fastened her ankles to pre-attached straps on the bed. Brenda was once again at his mercy. She was bent forward over the bed, her legs standing upright and her torso flat against the ground. She sensed him behind her.

“You’re going to tell me every detail Brenda! he ordered.

“Yes Sir I will! she answered.

Brenda felt him kneel behind her ass he buried his face into her pussy. Brenda could not contain her excitement. She felt him insert his tongue into her slit and begin to lick her silky soft lips.

“Tell me! he said.

Brenda began to explain in detail her evening with Jeff. How she had sucked his cock. How he had fucked her. How he had stretched her pussy to it’s limit. How he filled her with his cum. How she felt his cum running down her thigh and how her pussy ached as she drove home.

All the while she continued to talk, her Master continued to taste her young pussy. His tongue darted in and out as she felt his excitement build. Brenda found it hard to speak as her breathing was getting more and more heavy. She writhed her hips back and forth as her Master darted his tongue deep inside her. Despite her shower, he could still smell the musty aroma of sex in her pussy.

Brenda came in an intense explosion of lust, passion, and sheer sexual pleasure. She knew he could smell and taste Jeff inside her. She knew how turned on her Master was by his naughty Brenda’s action.

As her orgasm continued, Brenda sensed her Master standing up. She turned around to see him squeeze some lubricant from a bottle onto his cock. He body tensed as the thought of her next punishment flashed through her mind.

Brenda was unable to free herself from her binds. She felt him squeeze the lubricant onto her tiny asshole and work it inside with his finger. She felt his cock as it pressed against her tiny ass. She tensed as her Master pushed his cock deeper and deeper into her tight ass. Brenda winced at the painful pleasure. She felt his cock enter deeper and deeper. As soon as he was inside her, she felt him begin to fuck her in her tiny ass, harder and harder.

As He did, He reached around and put both hands around her throat. Although he did not cut off her airway completely, he was squeezing her throat. Harder and harder he banged his hips into her. Tighter and tighter he held her throat. Brenda sensed his orgasm nearing. Knowing she needed to breath soon and knowing the only way she could breathe was for her Master to cum, Brenda tighten her muscles around his cock and drove her hips into his. She rocked back and forth, meeting each stroke.

Soon Brenda felt him explode inside her. His cock throbbed as he emptied himself inside her. As he did, he collapsed on her, his cock still pulsing inside her.

“Did you learn your lesson? he asked.

“Yes sir she answered. But I’m gonna fuck him again

“Come and kneel before me, slave”

With quick, graceful motion, I moved across the room and went to my knees, at Master’s feet.

“I have guests visiting today. Be prepared to serve them, and do not disappoint me.”

The bell rang and I answered the door, presenting each of His guests to Him, I kept my voice even and my eyes low. As He spoke each of their names, I recognized them. Although I had never met any of them, Master had told me they would be visiting and gave me enough information about each of them that I would be able to serve well.

“Cold drinks for my guests, slave”

I stood and backed out of the room, never speaking and not turning my back on the room. Once in the kitchen I began my task. The young man in the corner of the couch, Carl. iced coffee, 2 sugars and light. The woman sitting next to him Tina. diet coke, no ice. The man Master was speaking to when I left the room, Stephen. iced coffee, black no sugar. I went through the list in my head and prepared all 6 of His guests their favorite beverage. As always, Master Paul would have hot coffee.

Tray in hand, I went to each of the guests and presented the beverage of choice to them. Then I returned the tray to the kitchen and went back to my place by Master’s side. I remained quiet, as it was clear that this was some type of business meeting. Occasionally Master asked for something and I brought it to Him. ever so silently.

Noontime came and went and it was clear that Master and His guests were getting hungry. Waiting for His signal, I went to the kitchen and brought out a tray of cocktail shrimp and a platter of fresh fruit. When I had finished serving, I was sent me to rest in Master’s room. Curling up in the dog bed, I got comfortable and I fell asleep. When I woke up, it was dark and I couldn’t move my arms or my legs. I did, however, hear the “swish” should in the air just moments before the singletail lashed across my breasts. The sting was incredible! I heard myself whimper and then arched my back to allow better access to my breasts.

“Very nice” it was not Master’s voice. “Paul, she presents well, even for discipline”

I could hear the pride in His voice as He responded “My slave is a bit of a pain slut, as well as others things. Continue with the singeltail if you like, but I have many more tools that will make her scream, and some that will actually make her purr.”

The singeltail came down again and again. This Master was very exact in his placement and it wasn’t long before every inch of my breasts was on fire. I heard the whip drop on the bed and closed my eyes under the blindfold, and waited. I didn’t have to wait long. With precise placement, the evil stick snapped on the inside of my thighs.

My breath caught in my throat at the sting of each contact. Then, just as quickly as it began, it stopped and I was once again left alone. Allowing me to rest also allowed me to bask in the warmth that covered my breasts and thighs. I was tingling all over from just the little bit of attention that had been given to me. Deep in my mind, I knew where my content feeling was coming from. Master Paul was pleased with me! I was not just warm; I could actually feel myself glowing.

Not much time passed and the door to the bedroom opened again. My wrists and ankles were released from the chains and I was instructed to crawl to the living room. The blindfold was left in place, but I knew where I was going. Once in the living room, I was led to the center of the rug and ordered to present myself for use. I rose up onto my knees and then dropped my torso to the floor. In this position, my head was way down and my ass lifted high making my as and cunt easy to access.

I felt a light touch on my buttocks and immediately knew it was a woman’s hand. Without a word she brought her hand down on my buttocks with several well placed swats. I didn’t move at all as her spanking became more intense and, once she had warmed me properly, she took out a leather strap and worked on my butt until it was on fire! The leather felt good against my skin, beginning as a soft kiss and slowly intensifying, I could feel the welts begin to form. She switched to your crop! Yes! This slave felt so blessed at such attention being given to the discipline! Working in the same way, she began lightly and intensified. My butt was bright crimson and burning with pain. the warmth was making me dizzy! I was wet and ready to release at Master’s command.

“Up on your hands and knees!”

I raised up and the crop came down on my shoulders.

“Relax, slave. You have a long day ahead of you”

As the crop came down again and again, I felt the chill spread though me.

As the crop came down with mounting aggression, the room grew silent. My tormentor continued her assault on my back, shoulders and buttocks in an increasingly aggressive manner, no one moved, no one spoke, all eyes were centered on the red and purple welts forming on my body. I was beyond the pain. All I could feel was the chill and the lust. Lust for Master Paul, and His continued happiness. He grabbed my hair and pulled my head up and back. Tearing the blindfold from my eyes, He commanded me,

“CUM FOR ME! NOW!”

I felt my body tighten and gushed! A flood of silky cum rushed from my cunt, soaking the rug beneath me. My thighs were soaked; the area behind and beneath me was soaked. As the crop continued to fall on my body, I continued to ride the waves of lust as Master and His guests sat back and admired the scene.

As my orgasm began to subside, she stopped her assault, stepped in front of me, pulled my face to her and commanded me. “give me pleasure, slave. Let me feel the heat of your tongue as you lick my cunt.” My greed was surprising, even to me. As my mouth moved to cover her, I was overwhelmed with the need to taste her and my tongue went wild.

“Oh, yes. Don’t stop slave. Paul, you have trained her well”

As she began to grind her hips against my face, someone stepped behind me, fingers parted my lips and a hand was thrust into my cunt. Fingers stretched me wide, and then pushed deeper inside. My cum provided excellent lubrication and the hand slid easily in and out of my cunt. My lust was building and I wanted to taste more of this beautiful woman at my lips. As if reading my mind, she released and covered my face with her sweet nectar.

“Paul, that was wonderful! We will have to make arrangements to use her often” she spoke with my Master.

He came to me and stroked my hair “You should all take your time with her. My slave has been trained to crave being used. Fuck her mouth and cum on her face and breast; she will lust for more. Fuck her cunt and her ass; and she will beg to be filled again and again. Discipline her, spank her, flog her and whip her. It will bring her subspace and she will float.”

Master say down in His rocking chair and called to me

“Crawl to me, pet. Come and taste your Master”

I tightened up my cunt, holding the hand tight inside me, hoping that it would not be removed as I moved. Crawling across the floor, I felt mild disappointment when it was pulled out of me. That disappointment did not last long, nor did the “empty” feeling for, as soon as I reached Master Paul and took Him into the warmth of my mouth, my cunt was filled by an incredibly large cock! I felt as though I was being torn apart as the cock was thrust full length into my wetness! With every thrust, I was pushed forward and Master’s cock went deeper into my throat. His hand moved to the top of my head and held me in place. For a moment, I couldn’t breath and then I was released and drew back to the head. Taking longer deeper strokes, I could feel Him throb and the feeling set off a series of orgasms that overwhelmed me! My cunt began to spasm around the cock that was relentlessly fucking me! I knew that the flood of my release was soaking Master’s guest. He began to swell and throb in my cunt and just as Master began to feed me, His guest began to fill my cunt!

As soon as He pulled His cock, another replaced it!

And Master Paul spoke to me.

“Speak what is on your mind, slave. Tell my guests what you are feeling”

I removed my mouth from His cock, licking the last drops of His cum from my lips I began to plead “please, Master. I want more!”

“More of what, slave?” He asked

“More of everything, Master. Fill my cunt and my ass! Fuck my mouth and throat! Cover me with cum and whip me until I can take no more! PLEASE!”

As another of the female guests took her place at my mouth, I felt a plug thrust into my ass, and a hard cock began to fuck my cunt. The feeling was so incredible that I began to cry! One after another, they took me. My cunt, my ass and my mouth were used over and over again. Cum covered my body from head to toe and my orgasms were non-stop. It was hours before they finally allowed me to rest. I was exhausted, dehydrated and yet still craving more!

Instructing me to sit in His chair, Master Paul bound me tight with ropes, and then brought me a bottle of water. Standing before me, He encouraged me and cautioned me at the same time “Drink slowly, my slave. If you go to fast you will get sick”

I sipped the water, close my eyes and let my thoughts consume me. My buttocks and back ached from the intense whipping that I had received. Every time I moved, I felt the pain from the welts, which were now changing to purple bruises. He spoke again; “before we are finished today, there will be no place on your body that is not used and marked as slave”

His words thrilled me. The familiar chill of anticipation went through my body. I finished the water and waited for them to begin again.

Master came to me with rope and began to bind my breasts. With each circle of rope the pressure became more intense. My breasts began to swell and turned a deep purple color. Yes, they were bound tight. He lay some tools on the table next to the chair. a heavy “thud” flogger, the braided horse hair flogger, the evil stick and a bamboo cane. In His hand He held the short crop. It was the crop that began the next round of torture and it was my nipples that were to be used.

With a quick, light flick of the tip of the crop, my nipples quickly responded. They became erect and the jewelry now became a tool with which you could tease me. Twine was passed through each ring and then tied off to some over head hooks. It was pulled tight enough that my nipples would stretch just a little. Once the twine was secure, your attention went back to my breasts. The crop found it’s mark and within no time at all, I was covered with little crop “kisses”. The flogger was a bit harder to endure. It was thick, heavy and with each contact to my swollen breasts I felt a “shock” of pain. With my breasts so tightly bound, the flogging was even more intense. I closed my eyes and took some deep breaths and as I opened my eyes, the cane made its mark!

I heard the scream before I could stop it! The pain, so intense stayed with me even after the caning was finished. Tears flowed down my cheeks in a flood of emotion. Slowly I opened my eyes and there before me was my Master. Lowering my eyes at once, I sobbed and thanked Him and His guests for honoring me with such beautiful marks. Master brought more water to me and held the bottle as I sipped. His female guests untied my wrists and ankles. Master Paul stroked my tear soaked cheek “You did well, slave. I am very proud to own you.”

His words made me cry again. My heart ached with love for this man who stood before me.

Master helped me stand and walked me to the center of the room; His guests were all around us.

“Present yourself slave.” I took my proper position and each of them came to me, one at a time. As they each admired the colors inflicted, I kissed each hand and thanked them for visiting Master Paul’s home and using His slave.

When they had left us, Master put me to bed. “Rest well, slave. Tomorrow, we will have other guests. You will be rested and ready to present yourself”

After my ‘rental’ and the phenomenonally disgusting way I had been used by my hosts, I dropped to the lowest level of usage in the Madam’s mansion. There are five levels of ranking used by the Madam beginning at the time of capture as level five, and extending downward as the slave becomes more adept and consumed by the required daily oral service. A slave’s ranking is indicated by a tag attached to an ear. a different color for each level.

Level five is yellow.level four green.level three red.level two blue, and level one brown.

I now wore the brown tag and was now looked on by the staff as the lowest form of oral slave possible, and would be treated like a dog from this point onward. It was outrageous that I would be used so unjustly and with such filthy lust, but until I was released, or escaped, I would have to exist in this world.

I wore a dog collar at all times, and when being used and transported within the mansion, would have a leash attached to signify my abysmal position on the social scale here.

The morning after my return from ‘rental’ status I was taken for my ‘breakfast’ to the conditioning rooms.

The food that was expelled from the models provided all of my nutritional needs, and was beginning to have more appeal for me, and I began to enjoy the nasty smell and taste while eating it. I had developed a powerful fetish in this regard, somewhat like that aquired for limburger cheese or other foods similar in aromatic funkyness. Almost anything can become erotic and desirable under suitable conditions.

After my time in the conditioning room I was given a dose of aphro 10, their most powerful aphodisiac, and taken to another area of the huge mansion.one that I had never visited before. The aphro 10 did nasty things to the recipient.and along with an extremely powerful sex drug, contained mind control elements that completely shattered all moral conventions, and expanded the libido to unheard of levels, producing an intensely erotic drive that compelled one to behave like an animal sexually.

We entered a women’s bathroom and four female slaves sat on the open toilets relieving themselves. The sound of their efforts filled the room, and the familiar smell of nature hung in the air after the toilets were flushed.

The Madam stood looking at me as I entered, her arms folded, and a discontented sneer on her pretty face. The guards brought me over to her.

“You’re due for toilet duty shit mouth, and you’d better be up to it!” While you’ve been enjoying yourself somewhere else you have been neglecting your duites here.” She was completely in control of me, and the other slaves at this point. I hung on her every word and was developing such a craving for sucking asshole that my obscene enslavement was becoming secondary now. I’d thought of begging her for it more than once, aside from the service she normally required of me each day.

They released my hands and stood by with the shock remote and tasers ready.

The Madam grabbed one of my ears and dragged me over to the first stool. She forced me downward pinching hard, and I knelt beside the woman knowing full well what was coming. Then she pulled me behind her and put my face in her ass. Her perfectly formed butt stuck out as my nose brushed against it.and I kissed the outline of her asscrack.very well revealed against her tight skirt. “Kiss my farthole,” she grunted, “kiss it real good.”

I was like an automaton by now, and my nose pressed inward, buried in her rear crevasse. I inhaled deeply, and at the same time she pushed out a very loud and obscene fart, and I kissed her crack repeatedly, moaning in pleasure. She didn’t stop there and broke wind several more times moving her ass against my face as I gasped for air.

When she finished she pulled me around and looked down at me. “I can’t tell you how much you disgust me!” she spewed, “you’re a coward and a chicken shit and you’ve allowed me to do all these things to you.and now you’re addicted to our abuse, and eating my ass you fuck.the guards are disgusted by you, our clients are disgusted with you.and you know what, your time here has just begun!”

She pulled me to the first female slave and held my ear tightly.

“We’ve run out of toilet paper,” she said, “and we must find a solution.” “Do you have any ideas?,” she sniffed, holding my head down, and next to the slaves ass. I knew what she wanted and knew better than to hesitate or refuse anything she suggested. The pretty slave stood up and turned toward me, spreading her asscheeks.

A brown coating of fresh shit covered her inner recesses, and her butthole was covered with a thicker coating. I looked up at the domineering Madam and pushed inward quickly, shoving my nose into the woman’s hairy anus. Crap covered my face as I poked my tongue deep inside her rear hole, and I ate it rapidly, swallowing the brown cream with great eagerness. I was at the point where I didn’t feel much of anything anymore, and was was consumed with an insatiable need to satisfy my raunchy cravings.

I cleaned her shit stained backside, and ate her deep, well formed asshole voraciously as the Madam looked closely at my work, still hanging onto my ear. Somewhere in the back of my mind I felt a deep and intractable shame, and an indescribable bitterness toward the Madam.but it was currently beyond my ability to assimilate, and and the only thing that concerned me now was to satisfy my raging animal needs.

I cleaned the raunchy fartcrack quickly and moved onto the next. A ring of feces surrounded my mouth by now and I shoved my long tongue up the next woman’s rear waste port, eating shit it as it pushed out. I kissed her ass up and down and all over after I’d wolfed down her thick brown paste, and crawled uncerimoniously over to the last two attractive slaves.

They knew better than to speak to me but had their hands inside each butt cheek pulling them widely apart. They were thoroughly enjoying my obscene oral attention to their intimate toilet area, I could tell, and I moaned as I ate several of the long farts that escaped into my mouth.

The Madam slapped my ass several times to humiliate me even further, and forced me to finish my last filthy meal, and with the slaves watching, pulled me by the ears again to the rear of the stools.

“Lick these stools clean you sickening fuck, clean the rear and under the lid.”

I lowered my head down and my nose touched the back of the stool as
my tongue slipped under the back part, licking underneath to capture the slight brown deposit there, and it had a slightly different flavor and consistancy, possibly left there by several users over time. I licked the smear off the back also and moved to the next stool looking up at the Madam as she watched my work.

She frowned at me with contempt, though I tried desperately to please her, and whacked my ass again when I finished. “You took your time you dirty bastard!,” she wheezed, breathing heavily, “You must do your work more quickly!” I looked into her eyes and nodded like a robot, and I was beginning to crave her approval more and more.

My self respect was long gone, replaced by the nasty craving that I was beginning to feel on a regular basis.and I could barely muster feelings of regret or anger anymore. She’d cleverly conditioned me to enjoy my unspeakable habits here, and she took great pride in watching me struggle with this dilemma.

Finally the guards cuffed me and took me away.and shoved me in the showers alone, to clean myself off. I was still rabid with lust.and my nameless meal had only enflamed my needs. I begged the guards to let me suck their assholes.needing desperately to smell their funky rear openings.but they humiliated me.as I jacked off in front of them.

“Shut your fucking mouth bastard!,” one of them shouted, “I wouldn’t let you near my asshole right now.but I’ll tell you what you piece of shit.you can clean the bottoms of our shoes if you beg us.” “We’ve been walking around the women’s showers all day long and I’ll bet there’s some tasty goodies for you there.”

I was so hot I nodded rapidly, pleading with them for release, jacking my dick off, and they pushed me roughly to the floor, and held their shoes next to my face.

As one of them touched my mouth with the bottom of her shoe, I lapped out and swirled my tongue around it, cleaning the cinders off, and other obscure items there.the taste was a bit salty and the smell reminiscent of limburger cheese. I found other stains under the arch of her shoe, and cleaned them off dutifully.

After cleansing the underside of their shoes, I finished my shower while jacking off, and shot my wad just before they cuffed me and led me away.

They were treating me with more and more revulsion and contempt now, and I was at a loss to control my sexual cravings at this point.

They attached a leash to my collar and pulled it roughly as they led me away, and through the mansion, passing several other groups in the hallways. I could see no one with a lower slave designation than mine, and I wondered if I were the only one at this despicable level.

The next day after my routine was finished the guards took me to a room next to the Madam’s office and left me standing hands cuffed behind to a wall. The room contained several video cameras surrounding what appeared to be a small performance area. Within a short time the Madam appeared, wearing tight, white short shorts and a yellow sweater.

She was accompanied by three of the wardens and two other women who were there to operate the video cameras. I was in a daze from my usual dose of aphro 10 and my pecker stood out firmly as I shifted nervously back and forth from one foot to the other.

The three wardens wore very tight short shorts also and sweaters of different colors. Their perfectly formed asses aroused me immediately, and I licked my lips as I watched them bend over to take their shoes off. The leash hung from my collar, and the Madam grabbed it and pulled roughly.”What do you think you’re here for pig?” she said as she pulled downward on my balls.

I wasn’t used to speaking in their presence and I hesitated briefly, looking for the right words. “I’m always glad to go whatever you what,” I whispered, “I’ll do anything you want.”

She looked at me closely, breathing into my ear.”I want you to crawl and show the camera what a piece of shit you are.you are a piece of shit aren’t you?” I could not look directly at her and spoke in a monotone.”Yes Madam.I am a piece of shit!”

She laughed briefly and released me from the wall with my hands still cuffed behind. “Turn them on,” she yelled to the two camera women.”and keep them on.” She pulled downward on the leash and spit her words at me with a sarcastic tone in her voice. “Get on the fucking floor and crawl for me turd sucker!” I dropped to my knees and then layed down on the floor on my side. I began to inch my way over to the center wiggling back and forth as she held my leash and the other women stood there grinning with their hands on their hips.

I lay in the center near a drain in the floor and looked up at them with glazed eyes.

The Madam offered the bottom of her foot to me.”Lick it!”, she said, covering my mouth and nose.”Lick it clean, and I mean very clean!” The others continued to look at me as if I were a bug, and I looked up at the Madam as my tongue began to clean between her toes.

Her eyes were bright with lust, as I removed the cheezy residue. I suspected that she had purposely neglected to clean her feet for several days.just for my enjoyment. I swallowed the salty toe cheese and sucked each toe clean as my tongue continued down her sole.

I was actually quite aroused by the smell and taste by now and voraciously lapped my tongue out when she presented her other foot to me. I licked skillfully between her toes, and the pungeant residue covered my mouth and nose as I swallowed it.

One by one the women shoved their unwashed feet in my face and I continued to eat the smelly substance trapped between their toes. The wardens enjoyed this greatly, assuring me they had all walked throughout the entire complex without shoes that day.

The bottoms of their feet were filthy, but I was in a frenzy now, and eagerly cleaned them, swallowing the nameless residue. I had all three feet in my face at once.and I went from one to the other slurping and grunting in pleasure as they smothered my mouth and nose. My mouth and face were filthy now, covered with dirt and other obscene substances.

They all removed their shorts and panties and the Madam pulled me to my knees just over the drain. She pulled my hair roughly and shoved my face into her hairy cunt. She had a tremendous bush and my nose was buried to the hilt in it’s funky wetness. She looked down into my eyes as she rubbed her swampy slit all over my face.

“You like that smell you cunt sucking son-of-a-bitch?” I looked up at her and moaned as she smeared her draining womanhood all over my face. The acrid smell sent me into a frenzy and my tongue dove into her steamy cunthole, releasing the draining excretion inside. I gulped the clear viscous pussy snot and it dripped from my chin as I performed cunnilingus on her.

My tongue lapped very rapidly in and out of her raunchy hole and she looked down in lust as she held my head firmly in her hands. “Eat me you fuck!” “How do you like that smell you toilet mouth bastard?” “You were born to eat cunt and asshole! It’s the only thing you’re good for! Yes you know what I’m talking about don’t you pig?”

She began to moan loudly and forced my sopping face into her huge mound of cunthair and soon she jerked wildly, looking down at me in consumate disgust, and a thick streamer of clear fluid splashed into my mouth and all over my face. “Oh fuck.fuck.fuck!” she screamed . “Eat it you cuntsucking bastard!”

I looked up at her in great humiliation and swallowed a mouthful of the fragrant goo as she swore at me.

I gulped down her entire load and what I missed dripped to the floor, disappearing down the drain. Then she held my hair painfully and a streamer of warm piss filled my mouth and splashed all over my face. She looked up in pleasure as she washed her cunt juice off with piss, and was trembling noticably when she finally released my head.

The other three wardens then stepped up for their turn and they stood over me on all sides with their hairy fuckholes next to my head. I could smell their strong vaginal odors, and they began to envelope my face with their smelly pussies, first one, then the other, and I was traded around, going from one funky snatch to the other.

They also had extremely hairy vaginal slits, and I began to collect cunthairs in my mouth, unable to expell them, and as the thick, disgusting cream covered my face and oozed into my gullet I swallowed dutifully, eating hairs and all.

“Keep your tongue moving you pussy sucking son-of-a-bitch!” said one of them as she fucked my nose. “Eat my cunt.bastard!” said another as she pulled me over to her dripping hairpie. “You look up at me when you’re eating fuckhole pig!” said the third.”I want your long tongue all the way up my tunnel!”

They began to moan and grunt as they traded me around and used me, and before long they became more and more insistant and I could tell were nearing orgasm. The two women with the video cameras had now come over and were capturing all of the action closeup.and as the three wardens began jerking violently.they got a near view of the three streamers of cuntslime that hit my face and head.

They pulled my hair frantically, jerking my head back and forth as their smelly liquid womanhood was expelled into my open mouth and all over my face.

The odor was overpowering as I slavered down the mixed slit cream.and I swallowed several mouthfuls of the disgusting slime, as globs of it dribbled and dripped to the drain below.

Finally they satisfied their filthy needs and looked down at me, still holding my head between them. In a few moments one of them forced my mouth over her urethra and hosed the inside of my oral cavity with a salty stream of hot piss. The fragrant liquid washed the cuntjuice down, and when she pulled me away, washed off of my face as it dripped to the floor.

The other two held my head firmly as one of them pissed in my mouth.and the other pissed all over my head. The warm liquid waste washed all over me as I drank more of it down, and soon I watched the last drops of golden urine drip from their hairy cunts, and down into the drain.

They released me and stumbled back.having totally vented their obscene lust.and I was washed down with a hose by the Madam as I knelt in shame over the gurgling drainhole.

The Madam lightly hosed my head and face and then my whole body as I knelt and waited. When she finished she toweled me down and stood looking at me.

“Look at yourself you ignorant bastard.look what you let us do to you. You fucking lowlife, you deserve it.” She then looked closely at me, pausing for effect. “I’m going to rent your ass out again when I find just the right client.I want only the proper client for you pig!”

“One thing you must know pig,” she sneered at me.”over the coming decades a million people will see you in all your glory being used like the piece of shit you are, because we’re going to sell and distribute this video worldwide.and believe me we do very well with all our videos. You’re going to be a star!”

They led me back to my cell taunting me as we walked, and jerked my leash roughly just to degrade me.

I was numb with shame and lust, but slept deeply for the entire night.having been used in such an exhausting manner.

I dare not think about what she had said.or I would not be able to maintain enough self esteem to function.but knowing that I had been forced into all this gave me a bit of strength, and the self worth that I needed.

Unfortunately my needs had become so strong by now that I craved release constantly.and actually began to wait in anticipation for my sessions with the cruel mistresses.

The thought of escape had become a distant memory now.they had damaged and molded me in such a way that I had indeed become their slave.and a slave to their horrendously disgusting treatment.

Somehow I knew that I would be free, in time.but wondered if I would ever be the same again.and able to function normally in the real world.

I vowed that I would never give up hope.

Vengeance 13

I woke up some Thursday morning at around noon. No class on Thursdays, nice little schedule quirk. My roommate was gone. Lunch? Class? I’d lived with the kid for almost two months and I had barely talked to him, let alone knew where he was most of the time. He was a partier and a drinker, I was not. He went out, I didn’t. He hooked up with random girls…do I even need to finish that? Way to go University Roommate Matching Surveys. Annoying as he was, he was gone most of the day and that gave me plenty of time to get work done. Sometimes too much time.

I grabbed my shower stuff from my closet and threw on flip flops. It had been a few days, Wednesdays I went shower-free, don’t ask me why, just an odd routine I had fallen into. I set down my box of various cleansing products, stripped and stepped in. Puzzled, I wondered what the problem was. Aha, showers typically need water. I turned it as hot as it would go and stood off to the side until the spray reached a tolerable warmth. It was a tad early for me, even at noon.

I heard the bathroom door open, that was a little suprising, most fell into the convention of eating lunch at this time. Even more suprising was when the outer curtain to my shower stall opened. Too stunned to speak, I just stood there against the wall away from the inner curtain staring at the silhouette of my intruder. The outer curtain shut and the inner curtain opened. I stared directly into the eyes of a fully clothed Ellie.

“Um…there are at least two things wrong with this situation, my head isn’t sure where to start She smiled, taking a good long look at my naked wet body. My cock began to stiffen. Never before had the roles been reversed; had I been the one in the more vulnerable position. She had on a tight pair of jeans, and one of her trademark white spaghetti string tank tops. I started again, You have class today, over a thousand miles from here…you’re going to be late

She smiled mischievously, No I don’t.”

I saw to the end and smiled, You transferred…probably not here, engineering and science isn’t really your thing, but to SPU she smiled a bit wider, no…to State because you changed your major…human studies?”

The smile dropped, How the hell…?”

“I know you Ellie, you can’t keep secrets from me.”

She smiled again, Close, Psychology with a concentration in she looked at my now hard cock, somewhat distracted, in human sexuality. She grabbed my keys, how about I go wait for you in your room?”

I grabbed her wrist and pulled her into the shower with me, the warm water making her top instantly transparent. I kissed her quick on the lips then turned her around, bound her wrists with the lanyard attached to the keychain and pushed her to her knees. My hands were on either side of her head pulling her towards my dick before she even knew what happened.

I took total control of the blowjob, thrusting in and out while she wrapped her lips and took it like a good little girl. The sight of her tanned cleavage, her salacious lips, and the look in her eyes telling me she was loving every minute of it was too much. I came quickly, though strongly. I hadn’t pleasured myself in a while so there was more than enough for her to enjoy.

After the last spurt finished, I put my hand under her chin and shifted her face so she looked me in the eyes. No swallowing until I say so. She nodded. She knelt there, soaked, and watched as I finished washing myself. When I cleaned off my cock and balls I saw a tinge of jealousy run through her eyes. I turned the water off and got dressed. Putting my soap and shampoo back into my shower case, I started to walk out.

“Mmmm, she moaned through the mouthful of cum, her eyes wide, her face red. She was still bound, she struggled against the lanyard, they keys jangled. So little material, so effective; her breasts shown through her soaked top clear as day, she would not be able to cover herself. I lifted her tank top above her breasts so that there was nothing covering them. I can take off your jeans and panties too. Still feel like complaining? She shook her head. I left the top scrunched above her chest and led her towards the bathroom door. I peered into the hall before letting her out. Just because I wanted her mind to entertain the possibility of caught didn’t mean I actually wanted to.

My room was only three doors down from the bathroom, it would be a quick, but terrifying walk for her. I walked at a medium pace, just slow enough to make her worry as she followed quickly behind. Keying the door, I let us both in, she bounded quickly inside and let out a sigh of relief. She looked at me with a tight lipped smile, the red still present in her complexion, she’d enjoyed the rush. I undid the lanyard and tossed my keys off to the side. She immediately began peeling off her wet clothing. I hung her tank top and panties up on my towel rack to dry and tossed her jeans in my hamper. Those would need a little help.

“You may swallow now. She shut her eyes and seemed to gulp it down drop by drop. When she was finally done, she licked her lips and looked at me.

“What am I going to wear? My classes don’t start until Monday, and I’m too lazy to head back to my room. It was then that it hit me. This was for real. She was closer, we’d be able to spend far more time together. The tortured phone calls, the yearning IM’s…gone.

I started to go grab some of my clothes for her, then got a better idea. Heading into the closet, I grabbed a duct tape sized roll of black bondage tape. She gave me a skeptical look. With a pair of scissor I began cutting it. One full width strip covered her pussy. A half width ran up her ass like a thong, and two small squares fit over her nipples. All the inappropriate parts were covered.

She studied herself in the full length mirror on the back of the door. She bounced her freed breasts and gave a little twirl. Ha, I think I like it, she said. No idea when you’re roommate’s gonna be back I suppose. I shook my head. And its way too soon after our fun earlier she trailed off.

I walked up to her and kissed her on the forehead before pulling her close. Just lay with me, I whispered. She nodded with her head against my chest, and we stood there for a moment longer before moving towards my bed. She climbed in and slid under the covers. She turned to her side, facing my desk. The bed doubled as a chair so it was only a few inches away. I crawled over her and slid in behind her. She rolled over to face me, her lips ever so lightly pressed against mine as we stared into each others eyes for the first time in what seemed like forever. I ran my fingers slowly up and down her arm as I started to doze.

We both woke up to the door being keyed and opened. Ellie slid a little deeper under the covers. Hey man…whoa, sorry, I didn’t know you had a chick in here…way to go dude! I didn’t answer my stoner roommate. He never stayed long. Ellie rolled over so her back was to me. I pulled her closer and groped her under the blankets. My cock was hard again and pressed in between her ass cheeks. My roommate sat down at his computer for a few minutes, then grabbed some things and left. Before shutting the door, he peered back in, I’m partying then probably passing out at Steve’s tonight man, if you find me unconscious in the hall drag me in, otherwise have some fun dude. Peace.”

As soon as I was sure he was gone, I tore off the covers and got up. Moving to the closet I got my box of toys. Ellie joined me in the middle of the room, waiting for me to do what I wanted with her. I thought for a moment, and set the box down, then pulling the tape off her body. She giggled and flinched when I ripped off the one covering her pussy.

I moved behind her and kissed her neck before licking my way up to her lips. Kissing them slowly, sensuously, I cupped her breasts and guided the two of us to our knees. Pushing her over onto all fours, I began to tease her pussy with the head of my cock from behind. Rubbing myself in her wetness, running it up and down her lips. She reached down to rub her clit, throwing her head back, and letting loose a moan of pleasure. One hand grabbed her hair, the other cupped her breast as I entered her. Shallow the first time, then deeper and deeper, working her up. Tightening my grip I started to work faster and faster as her fingers took tighter turns around her clit. Moving both hands to her breasts, I pinched her nipples hard as I continued to plow away at her pussy. I could feel her getting wetter and wetter and hear her getting louder and louder. I was close too, but not as close as she. I wrapped my right hand around her face letting her suck my fingers. That somehow pushed her over the edge as she let out a loud grunt. I continued to go at her as she went through one long steady orgasm.

I pulled out just ash she finished, and groped her breasts as she sighed happily and calmed down. When her breathing returned to normal, I flipped her around and laid her on her back on the floor. Lick my balls, I commanded kneeling over her, I’m not sure where I want to cum yet. I lowered them towards her mouth and she sucked them in at once. I stayed there for a while letting my dick drape across her face, enjoying the pleasure as she eagerly licked away.

Finally I decided, why go against what we both liked best? I pulled my balls out and pushed my dick in. The farther I went in, the more her eyes glazed over, she was really enjoying herself. Unfortunately, with her laying on her back, the way her throat was I couldn’t put it all the way in. I sat back on the futon as she rose to her knees.

Immediately she pushed herself all the way down, my balls hanging against her chin. Smiling, I said, Stay down there until I tell you. It would be torture, there was nothing she wanted more at that point than to drink my cum. We watched each other for several minutes, her brown eyes pleading, lips wrapped tight. I ran my hands through her hair, over and over, each time she flinched, hoping Id take hold and take control. No such luck as I let her sit there deepthroating my cock for several more minutes.

Finally make me cum. She pulled back until it was only my head in her mouth and started caressing my cock with her tongue while jerking me. It wasn’t long at all before I came in spurts. She opened her mouth and let my dick rest on her tongue as stream after steam pelted her. She swallowed quickly and continued to polish my cock, trying to draw every last bit of cum out of me into her mouth. My cock was less than half hard before she finally pulled her lips off of it.

I rewarded her with a kiss as we both stood. We dressed, me in wind-pants and a T-shirt, she borrowed a knee length pair of polyester shorts and a T-shirt to put over her still damp tank top. We wandered out the door to find something to do.

ier sa ich nun seit ber einer Stunde, in der Dunkelheit dieser Abstellkammer. Hatte mein schwarzes Satinkorsett an, die schwarzen, seidig glänzenden Strümpfe und den Gummislip, mit angearbeitetem Präservativ. Spürte das Halsband um meinen Hals, die Lederbänder an meinen Handgelenken und F en. Die Gummimaske ber meinem Kopf hatte eine ffnung für den Mund, mehrere kleine Löcher für die Nase und zwei Augenklappen, die verschlossen waren. Nicht zu vergessen die rote Schleife ber dem Halsband. Meine GÖTTIN hatte mich hier im Dunkeln zurückgelassen. In meiner Verlassenheit, ganz dem ausgeliefert was meine GÖTTIN mit mir vorhatte, kniete ich im Dunkeln und besann mich dessen, wie alles begonnen hatte .

. alles hatte ganz harmlos in einem Chat begonnen. Ich hatte EUCH angesprochen und wir waren ins Gespräch gekommen. Hatte mich auf ein Rollenspiel eingelassen und war EUREM Wunsch, nach einer kleinen Geschichte von mir geschrieben, nachgekommen. Mit dem Versprechen, da wenn sie EUCH gefällt, IHR ihr Leben einhauchen würdet .

Und nun knie ich hier, inmitten meiner eigenen Geschichte.

Das Klackern von Absätzen schreckte mich aus mich aus meinen Erinnerungen auf. Die Klinke wurde heruntergedrückt und ich hörte die Stimme meiner GÖTTIN : “So du kleine Sklavensau, ich werde dich nun als Geburtstagsgeschenk an meine Schwester berreichen ! Und du wirst alles tun, was sie von dir verlangt, wie ich es dir befohlen habe ! Hörst du !” Die Härte EURER Stimme l t mich nach der langen Stille erschauern und ich bekomme nur ein klägliches Winseln heraus : “Ja, meine GÖTTIN. Eure Sklavensau wird EUCH nicht enttäuschen.” Nach einer kurzen Stille erfüllt wieder EURE Stimme den Raum : “Ich will dir auch nichts anderes raten, sonst wirst du eine mehrtägige Bekanntschaft mit meinem Sklavenzwinger machen!” Ich spüre den Zug der Leine an meinem Halsband und folge dem Zug kriechend. Sekundenlang erfüllt mich nur der Zug der Leine, die Dunkelheit vor meinen Augen und das Klackern EURER Absätze. Dann erklingen mehrere abwertende Lachen und ich wei ich, da wir unser Ziel erreicht haben. Der Zug der Leine l t nach und das Klackern EURER Absätze verklingt. Plötzlich spüre ich einen leichten Schlag mit der Reitgerte auf meinem Arsch und EURE Stimme befiehlt : “Los mach Platz du Sklavensau!” Ich knie mich nieder und kann in meiner Dunkelheit förmlich die Blicke der Anwesenden spüren.

Ich höre wie IHR zu EURER Schwester sagt : “So meine Liebe, hier ist nun dein versprochenes Geburtstagsgeschenk. Die Sklavensau wird für den heutigen Nachmittag dir gehören und er wird jeden deiner Wünsche befolgen.” Mehrere Kichern ertönen leise und erinnern mich daran, da noch mehr Leute anwesend sind. Ein kurzer Zug an der Leine und EURE Worte “Hier nimm die Leine.” führen mich in mein heutiges Schicksal

Das erneute Klackern von Absätzen lassen mich vermuten, da EURE Schwester um mich herumläuft und mich begutachtet. Dann endet das Klackern direkt vor mir. Ein kurzer, aber kräftiger Hieb mit einer Peitsche auf meinen Arsch und die Stimme EURER Schwester führen mir meine Aufgabe in Erinnerung “Na du Sklavensau, weißt du nicht was sich gehört, wie hast du deine neue Herrin zu begr en !?” noch die brennenden Spuren der Peitsche auf meinem Arsch spürend beuge ich meinen Kopf zu Boden, genau dorthin wo ich die Schuhe meiner neuen Herrin vermute. Ein strenger Duft steigt mir entgegen, meine neue Herrin mu extra für das heutige Ereignis, ihr F e mehrere Tage nicht gewaschen und immer die selben Strümpfe getragen haben. Bevor ich noch meine erste Abscheu berwunden habe, höre ich erneut ein Zischen und spüre die Peitsche auf meine Arsch. “Na wird’s bald!” folgt sogleich die Stimme meiner neuen Herrin. Ich strecke meine Zunge weit heraus und beginne unterwürfig ihre Schuhe zu lecken, beginne an der Spitze und arbeite mich langsam vor. Der Duft der F e steigt mir immer penetranter in die Nase. Plötzlich spüre ich wie sich jemand auf meinem Rücken setzt und eine fremde Stimme ertönt : “So ein elendiger, stiefelleckender Hund braucht auch einen richtigen Schwanz und nicht so was kümmerliches wie diesen hier!” Ich spüre eine kurze Berührung an meinem in das Präservativ verpackten Schwanz. Schon zieht mir jemand meinen Gummislip ber den Arsch herunter und schmiert mir mein Arschloch mit etwas ein. Dann spüre ich einen Druck gegen mein Arschloch und jemand beginnt mir etwas in meinem Arsch zuschieben. Ich stöhne kurz auf und ernte dafür ein kräftigen Klatsch auf meine Arschbacke. “Willst du wohl brav weiter die Schuhe lecken, du räudiger Hund” unterstreicht die fremde Stimme den Klatsch. Ich widme mich weiter den Schuhen meiner neuen Herrin, während ich spüre wie sich ein Buttplug den Weg in mein Arschloch sucht. Als das dickste Teil in meinem Arsch verschwunden ist, entfährt mir ein leiser Seufzer. Die fremde Stimme meldet erfolgreich “So sieht der Hund doch schon viel besser aus”. Ich vermutet da an dem Buttplug außen ein Schwanz angebracht ist. Allgemeines, zustimmendes Lachen füllt den Raum. Den dicken Buttplug in meinem Arsch spürend, das Gelächter der Anwesenden im Ohr, widme ich mich weiter den Schuhen meiner neuen Herrin. Meine Zunge gleitet ber das glatte Leder, den Duft der F e in meinem Kopf.

Ein Zug an der Leine beendet meine Lecken vorerst. Der Zug an der Leine l t erst nach, als ich aufrecht knie. Zwei Hände machen sich an den Augenklappen zu schaffen. Grelles Licht dringt an meine Augen und ich kneife sie zusammen. Ein Zischen fühlt den Raum und ich wei da gleich der brennende Schmerz auf meinem Arsch folgen wird. Der Schlag l t mich zusammenzucken und ich höre die Stimme meiner neuen Herrin : “Was kneifst du elendige Sklavensau die Augen zusammen beim Anblick deiner neuen Herrin ?” Begreifend für was der Schlag war, ffne ich meine Augen, schaue unterwürfig zu meiner neuen Herrin auf und winsle “Verzeiht meine Herrin, verzeiht. Aber das helle Licht, verzeiht.” Ich senke den Kopf, lausche, sekundenlange Stille weiten sich zu Minuten der Ungewißheit. Die Stimme EURER Schwester beendet die Stille “Da heute mein Geburtstag ist, will ich Gnade vor Recht ergehen lassen !”. Wieder eine Pause der Stille. “Na du Sklavensau, wie haben dir die Schuhe deiner neuen Herrin geschmeckt ?!” Ohne meinen Kopf weiter zu heben antworte ich “Oh Herrin, eure Schuhe schmecken köstlich, danke meine Herrin, da ihr mir diese ehre zu kommen laßt.”. “Na, du scheinst ja doch zu wissen was sich gehört. Nachdem der Duft meiner F e nun deine Nase füllt, soll der Geschmack meiner Pisse deinen Mund füllen!” EURE Schwester wendet sich ab und bedeutet mir mit dem Zug an der Leine, da ich ihr folgen soll. Auf allen Vieren kriechend folge ich. Neben dem gedeckten Tisch bleibt sie stehen, stellt einen Napf auf den Boden, geht in die Hocke, schiebt ihren Slip bei Seite und beginnt gen lich in den Napf zu pissen. “Ja du Sklavensau schau nur zu, das ist alles für dich ! Während wir gleich Kaffee trinken werden, darfst du vorher meine Pisse aus dem Napf lecken!” Meine Augen kleben zwischen den Beinen EURER Schwester, wo sich ihre Pisse in den Napf ergießt. Nachdem ihre Pisse versiegt ist, steht sie auf und mit einem leichten Schlag der Peitsche unterstreicht sie ihren Befehl “Los du räudiger Hund leck meine Pisse aus deinem Napf !” Ich krieche zu dem Napf, beuge meinen Kopf darüber und beginne wie ein Hund die Pisse aus dem Napf zu lecken. Der herbe Geschmack der Pisse breitet sich in meinem Mund aus. Während ich die Pisse aus dem Napf lecke, höre ich wie sich die Anwesenden ber meine Unterwürfigkeit amüsieren und sich ber mich lustig machen, als sich plötzlich EURE Schwester auf meinen Rücken setzt und meinen Kopf tief in den Napf tunkt “Los alles sauber auflecken, du Sklavensau!” Mit dem Gesicht fest in den Napf gedrückt, lecke ich die letzten Reste der Pisse auf. Als sich EURE Schwester von meinem Rücken erhebt, zieht sie mich an der Leine ein wenig nach oben und fragt “Na du geiler Hund, wie schmeckt die Pisse deiner Herrin ?” Mit unterwürfiger Stimme antworte ich “Oh meine Herrin köstlich, köstlich, danke meine Herrin.” Ohne ein weiteres Wort wendet sich EURE Schwester ab und zeiht mich an der Leine hinter sich her

Kriechend folge ich ihr zu ihrem Platz am Tisch, sie zieht den Stuhl weg und deutet auf den nun leeren Platz : “Leg dich dort auf den Rücken, mit dem Kopf unterm Tisch!” Ich krieche an den Platz, wo der Stuhl stand und lege mich auf Rücken, zu F en EURER Schwester. Beim Hinlegen macht sich der Buttplug in meinem Arsch wieder deutlich bemerkbar. Sie stellt den Stuhl ber mich, kniet sich nieder, macht meine Armbänder an den Stuhlbeinen fest, die sen am meinem Halsband werden fest zwischen den Vorderen Stuhlbeinen verspannt, so da mein Kopf nicht ausweichen kann. Zwischen meine Fußfesseln spannt sie eine Spreizstange. Nachdem sie ihr Werk begutachtet hat, nimmt sie Platz und setzt ihre Schuhe auf mein Gesicht. Zu den anderen Anwesenden gewand sagt sie “Laßt uns mit Kaffee und Kuchen beginnen”. Alle Anwesenden nehmen auf ihren Stühlen platz und ber mir beginnt die Geburtstagsgesellschaft mit dem Kaffee trinken. Für mich beginnt eine Zeit der Ewigkeit, ich liege unter dem Stuhl EURER Schwester, ihre Schuhe auf meinem Gesicht und kann dank der Maske nicht viel von dem Verstehen, was oben am Tisch gesprochen wird. Der herbe Geschmack der Pisse hält immer noch Besitz von meinem Mund. Nach einer gewissen Zeit, die mir wie einen Ewigkeit vorkam, nimmt EURE Schwester ihre Schuhe von meinem Gesicht und ich glaube mich schon erlöst. Aber sie streift nur ihre Schuhe aus und setzt ihre, von Nylonstrümpfen bekleideten, F e auf mein Gesicht. Der strenge Duft steigt mir sofort in die Nase und l t mich leicht erschauern, was einen verstärkten der F e auf mein Gesicht zur Folge hat. Den Geschmack der Pisse im Mund und den Duft der F e in der Nase beginnt eine Ewigkeit für mich, in der sich die Geburtstagsgesellschaft ber mir köstlich amüsiert.

Jegliches Gefühl für Zeit verloren, höre ich plötzlich die Stimme EURER Schwester die sich unter den Tisch beugt “Los Maul auf, du Sklavensau!”. Ich ffne meinen Mund und prompt findet der Fu EUER Schwester seinen Weg hinein. Nur noch durch die Nase atmen könnend, sauge ich den Duft des anderen Fußes, der auf meinem Gesicht ber der Nase steht, tief ein. Das Gefühl des hilflos ausgeliefert macht sich in mir breit. EURE Schwester nimmt hin und wieder ihren Fu aus meinem Mund, stellt dann beide F e auf mein Gesicht und reibt ihre F e fest ber mein Gesicht, um nach einiger Zeit wieder einen Fu in meinem Mund zu plazieren und den anderen ber meine Nase zustellen. Der Nachmittag besteht für mich nur aus dem erniedrigenden Dasein EURER Schwester als Fußsklave zu dienen, den Duft ihrer F e zu atmen und den nicht weichen wollenden Geschmack ihrer Pisse im Mund.

Als sich der für mich endlos scheinende Nachmittag langsam dem Ende neigt, steht EURE Schwester unvermittelt auf, beugt sich zu mir hinab und ihre Stimme dringt in meine Zeitlosigkeit “So du Sklavensau, nun wollen wir noch dafür sorgen, da du heute nacht auch noch etwas von mir hast!”. Ohne jede weitere Andeutung verl t sie Raum und kehrt kurze Zeit später wider zurück. In ihrer Hand trägt sie einen ihrer Strümpfe, der na glänzt. “Los Maul auf du Sklavensau!” herrscht sie mich an. Ich ffnen meinen Mund und sie Stopft mir ihren Strumpf in meinen Mund. Der Geschmack ihrer Pisse intensiviert sich, und ich wei warum der Strumpf so na glänzt. Zu EUCH gewandt, höre ich erneut die Stimme EURER Schwester “Wo hast du den Verschlu für das Mundteil?” Das Klackern EURER Absätze verrät mir, da IHR den Verschlu dabei habt und ihn nun holt. Den Verschlu befestigt EURE Schwester an meiner Maske und der verpisste Strumpf wird fest in meinem Mund gepreßt. “So nun hat die Sklavensau noch eine kleine Erinnerung an den heutigen Nachmittag!” Zustimmendes Gelächter füllt den Raum. Meine Herrin für diesen Nachmittag kniet sich neben mir nieder und macht meine Fesseln vom Stuhl los, l t aber die Spreizstange an meinem F en. “So zum Abschlu darfst du dir hier noch deinen dreckigen Sklavenschwanz bis zum Abspitzen wichsen !” Sie zieht mich an der Leine hinter sich her und ich folge ihr, dank der Spreizstange unbeholfen. Alle Anwesenden amüsieren sich köstlich ber meine Unbeholfenheit. Ich mu mitten im Raum knien, während sich die Anwesenden mit ihren Stühlen einen Platz suchen um mir zuzuschauen. “Los du geile Sklavensau wichs dir deinen Schwanz. Die Dienste heute Nachmittag an meinen F en, dürften dich ja geil genug gemacht haben!” Zutiefst gedemütigt beginne ich, vor allen Anwesenden meinem Schwanz zu wichsen, den Geschmack des verpissten Strumpfes in meinem Mund. “Na du geile Sklavensau, mir scheint ich mu dir den Wichstakt vorgeben !” höre ich EURE Schwester sagen, während sie aufsteht und mit der Peitsche neben mich steht. Das bekannte Zischen füllt den Raum und das Brennen auf meinem Arsch folgt. Ich zucke zusammen und wichse meinem Schwanz im Takt der Peitsche, immer schneller. “Los spritz jetzt ab, du geile Sau!” unterstreicht die Stimme EURER Schwester ein erneutes Zischen der Peitsche. Ein, von dem verpissten Strumpf in meinem Mund, unterdrücktes Aufstöhnen begleitet meinen Orgasmus. Als ich in mir zusammensacke begleitet allgemeines Klatschen und Lachen, die Verbeugung EURER Schwester.

Ich knie in mir zusammengesackt mitten im Raum, als sich alle Anwesenden für den Aufbruch vorbereiten und verabschieden. Nachdem sich alle verabschiedet und für den amüsanten Nachmittag bedankt haben, kehrt IHR mit EURER Schwester zu mir zurück. “Hier ist Leine von deinem Sklaven, und Dankeschön, das war ein wundervolle Nachmittag. Ich werde mich wohl nach einem eigenen Sklaven umschauen müssen. Allerdings eins mu ich dem Sklaven noch geben.” Sie zieht ihren zweiten Strumpf aus und bindet ihn mir so um den Kopf da er genau unter meiner Nase lang läuft, ohne mich beim Atmen zu behindern. Der strenge Duft steigt mir sofort in die Nase. Ich höre EUCH lachen. EURE Schwester begleitet EUCH und mich euren Sklaven, der inzwischen von der Spreizstange befreit, hinter EUCH her kriecht, zum Auto. Ich mu wie immer hinten den Gepäckraum des Kombi einsteigen. Als wie vom Parkplatz vor dem Haus EURER Schwester fahren, wendet IHR euch kurz um zu mir und EURE Stimme fühlt mein Herz mit Wärme “Du warst heute ein ußerst wohlerzogener Sklave!” EURE Worte erfüllen mich mit Stolz, mit Stolz EUER Sklave sein zu dürfen.