The Magic Doll – Ricky

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This story includes gender change, along with sex with both male and female partners.

This is another variation of my Magic Doll story. You don’t need to read the others to enjoy this. Under this premise, the doll swaps genders with the person who kisses it. If the doll is female and the person is male, then the doll becomes male and the person female, and vice versa. If the doll and person are both the same gender, nothing happens. The doll will only work its magic one time a week.

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College can be a big adjustment for anyone, but it was especially hard on me. I was Ricky and left home to go to college at 17, living in a dorm for my first semester. For a very slight nerdy guy who isn’t especially macho, dorm life can be sheer hell, and mine was. I got a lot of crap from the other guys in the dorm. Frankly, I stayed in the library and away from my dorm room as much as possible.

I turned 18 at the end of the first semester and given my situation and that dorm space was at a premium, went looking for a place off campus. I found that Mark had a two bedroom, two bath flat and was looking for a roommate. In some ways, he seemed a lot like the guys in the dorm, but he didn’t give me any grief, and the price was reasonable so I took it.

Mark was everything I was not. He was tall, muscular, handsome, and charming. He didn’t seem to have a steady girlfriend, but brought girls back once or twice a week. Some of the same ones, and some different ones. It wasn’t like he had a different girl each night, and he seemed to get along with them fine after. He was kind of wild and free and so were most of the girls he hooked up with.

Mark was decent to me, and so were most of the girls. I was attracted to many of them, but they saw me as nothing more than a little brother type. Very clearly none of them had any physical or romantic interest in me. Mark occasionally had male friends over, but they were never loud or rowdy and unlike the guys in the dorm, treated me decently.

Once in a while I’d look at Mark or one of his male friends and I’d get a little twinge. I’m not quite sure how to describe it, but I had a funny feeling in my stomach and I found myself squirming. It bothered me a little bit though, and I worried. Because I was quiet, shy, and virginal, I got harassed in the dorms with guys saying I must be gay. Sometimes I worried that they might be right, and that frightened me.

Look, I know that gays are more accepted than they were in the past, but they still seemed to get grief. And I knew I liked girls, so I was really afraid of being attracted to boys. I tried to put all that aside and just focus on being attracted to girls, even if they had zero interest in me. So we drifted along, moderately pleasant through much of the semester.

I heard Mark on his phone one day talking to a friend. I could only hear bits and pieces of the conversation, a few words here and there. What I picked up was that he had a doll of some sort, that it did something related to sex with a kiss and that it was really wild and crazy. I knew what doll he had to be talking about. Guys aren’t given to having much in the way of dolls and he had one in his room.

It was a girl doll in gypsy clothes, basically a rag doll, but elaborately made up. I didn’t go in Mark’s room a lot, but when I did, I saw it sitting on a shelf. I seemed to be drawn to the doll, but knew I shouldn’t mess with any of Mark’s stuff. I wondered how any doll had anything to do with sex. Okay, I knew nothing about sex, except what I read, but it made no sense to me.

One evening I was at the apartment with Mark and he had a few beers and seemed to be pretty loose. I was curious, so I asked him about the doll.

“What are you talking about?”

“You were talking with a friend of yours about the doll — the one in your room.”

“What did you think you heard?”

“Something about wild and crazy sex.”

“Forget anything you heard or think you heard.”

“There was something about a kiss.”

“Don’t mess with that doll — at all — understood?”

“I was just curious about how a doll could lead to wild and crazy sex.”

“Believe me, you don’t want to know any more about that doll and you don’t want to mess with it.”

“Okay, okay. I was just being nosy.”

“They say curiosity killed the cat.”

“For me, any kind of sex would be wild and crazy.”

“You can’t handle that level of crazy.”

“Okay, no problem. I understand.”

I let it all drop, but was now more fascinated by that doll than before. I’d love to find any kind of sex, or so I thought. I knew that Mark would be really pissed if I messed with it though. A few days went by and I was more fascinated with the doll than ever. One Friday evening, I knew Mark was going out with some friends and would be gone for a while.

I figured that if I was ever going to mess with that, this was the time to do it. I went into Mark’s room and the doll was sitting on its usual shelf. I knew tecavüz porno if I did anything with it, I’d have to put it back exactly where I found it. If I moved it at all, he’d know I messed with it. Still, I had to know what the doll did and how it brought wild and crazy sex.

I tried to remember what little I heard of the conversation and I recalled he said something about kissing. Without moving the doll, I leaned forward and kissed it. All of a sudden, I felt weird. I knew the doll had done something, I just couldn’t tell quite what. I was almost dizzy as I stumbled out of Mark’s room into the living room and collapsed on the couch.

My body felt strange. It felt like parts were being squeezed and other parts being stretched. I felt chills running up and down through my body. It didn’t feel bad, but didn’t feel good either. I sat back against the couch panting and gasping and think I passed out. I awoke later when Mark walked in the front door, saw me, and spoke.

“What the fuck.”

“Mark. Hi. You’re back already.”

My voice sounded strange, but everything seemed strange and I think I was still half in a daze.

“You just had to do it, didn’t you?”

“What do you mean?”

“You stupid cunt. Look at yourself and you tell me.”

I tried to shake off my dazed feeling and looked down at myself. As I looked down, I saw boobs. I put my hands on them and they felt like boobs. I say that though I’d never had my hands on any boobs before. I reached down between my legs and felt no dick. It felt weird as I touched myself there and it kind of scared me.

“What happened?”

“You kissed the fucking doll.”

“I wouldn’t…”

“But you did. You kissed it and it changed you into a woman.”

“How could that happen?”

“I told you not to mess with it, but you just had to.”

“It changed me to a woman? Permanently?”

“For a minimum of a week. Maybe even permanently.”

“How can I change back?”

“You messed with my stuff even after I told you not to. Now I may just leave you this way.”

“Please. I have to change back. I’ll do anything.”

“Anything?”

“Absolutely. I can’t stay like this.”

“Why not?”

“I’m a boy, not a girl.”

“Not anymore.”

“Please. I’ll do whatever you want. Just tell me.”

“Yeah, right.”

“I don’t have a lot of money, but just tell me what you want.”

“I don’t need your stinking money. My folks have tons of it.”

“Please. Just tell me what you want.”

“There’s a price, but you can’t handle it.”

“I swear, I’ll do anything.”

Mark had a very grim expression as he looked at me. “Fine. Then stand up.”

I stood up. My knees were a bit weak over what had happened and the changes in my body had thrown off my center of gravity and my balance.

“Take off your tee shirt.”

“You mean…?”

“That’s exactly what I mean.”

I had been around Mark without a tee shirt before, but I didn’t have boobs them. Now I did, and I had not even seen them, much less let anyone else see them. I was trembling and bit my lip. Then I pulled my shirt out of my jeans. I closed my eyes as I pulled my tee shirt off over my head. I stood there with my eyes closed for a few seconds before I opened them.

Mark stood there looking at me, and specifically he was looking at my boobs. He had a smile on his face and it made me feel queasy, but at the same time made me feel excited. I looked down at my boobs and the nipples were stiff and very pronounced. That scared me, because I knew just enough to know that meant I was turned on.

“That’s a nice start. Now take off your jeans.”

“I don’t know if I like that.”

“Of course you do. Your body makes it clear that you like that. So do it.”

I was wearing some running shoes and I kicked them off. That was only a momentary stall. I slowly unbuckled my belt. I looked at Mark and he gestured for me to keep going. I undid the button, then very slowly unzipped my jeans. I was holding onto them, because otherwise, they’d have dropped to the floor. Mark looked impatient, so I let go and my jeans puddled around my ankles.

“All the way out of them.”

I stepped out of my jeans and kicked them to one side and stood there in my jockey shorts. I looked down, and where I’d normally have a dick, there was only a wet spot on my shorts. I didn’t understand why my shorts were wet, at least not at that time. I wondered if he was going to make me continue. I was both scared and thrilled at the possibility of that.

“Now lose the underwear — all the way off.”

I put my fingers under the elastic and slowly eased the underwear down to where it only just covered my nether regions.

“Finish it off, girl.”

I pushed it a little further then let them drop to the floor and stepped out of them. I stood there in my all together showing Mark parts of me that I wasn’t even familiar with. He had a broad smile as he looked at me. I was hoping in one way that üvey anne porno he was done with me, and yet in another way, I very much hoped he wasn’t done.

“So is that it?”

“That’s a start — assuming you’re up to it.”

“What do you mean?”

“There’s a whole lot more to go, if you want me to help you change back.”

“What else did you want?”

“The next step is for you to go in my room and lie down on my bed.”

“What were you going to do?”

“You can’t be that innocent, can you?”

“I’m sorry.”

“No need to feel sorry. I’m going to make you feel good, and me feel better.”

“How are you going to…?”

“Never mind. If you want my help, just do what I say.”

“Do I really have to do this?”

“Nope. You don’t have to do a damned thing, but then I don’t have to help you change back either.”

“You wouldn’t leave me like this, would you?”

“There’s absolutely nothing wrong with the way you are. Believe me.”

“But it’s not me.”

“That’s for you to decide, but if you do what I want, I’ll help you, and I’ll make you feel good in the meantime.”

“You wouldn’t really…?”

“Enough talking. In the bedroom now.”

I felt really weird being a girl, being stark naked, and walking into Mark’s bedroom. I got in there then stopped and turned around. Mark was right behind me and was grinning. He gestured toward the bed. I pointed at myself, as in ‘who, me’, and he nodded. I walked over and sat very gingerly on the edge of the bed. I looked up at the doll and was surprised to see that the female doll was now a male. Was it a different doll, or did the doll change when I did?

Mark walked over, pushed firmly but gently on my shoulder and I fell backwards onto the bed. He grabbed my legs and swung them around and on the bed, turning me so I was fully on the bed now. For a few seconds, he stood looking at me, before he pulled off his shirt and threw it to one side. I think my eyes must have been the size of saucers, and I bit my lip.

Mark kicked off his shoes and dropped his slacks, kicking them to one side. He stood there in his boxer briefs and I could see his cock straining at the front of his underwear. He lay down on the bed beside me and I was more than a little scared. I’d never had sex as a boy, and obviously never had it as a girl either. Sure, I’d wanted to lose my virginity, but not this way — not as a girl.

I was afraid he was going to kiss me — afraid because I didn’t think I wanted a guy to kiss me, but also afraid because I was scared I might like it. Instead, he bent down and took one of my nipples in his mouth. I gasped and grabbed his head. It felt so wonderful that I was really frightened. Then he snuck his hand down between my legs.

I hadn’t really even seen myself there as a girl, much less touched myself. He ran his fingers down my pussy as he kept sucking on my breast. I could feel one of his fingers tracing my pussy lips then parting them very slightly. I moaned and thrust my hips forward unconsciously. It felt marvelous, even if I wasn’t sure I wanted a guy touching me as a woman.

I could feel him ease a finger inside me as his thumb stroked what I learned was my clit. I was pretty innocent at that point, both as a male and as a female. I’d never even stroked myself as a guy. I’d certainly never touched a woman sexually. What Mark was doing to me was wholly outside the realm of my experience at that point.

Mark fucked me with one finger as he stroked my clit and switched back and forth between my breasts, sucking on them, kissing them, and nibbling on my nipples. All I could do was lie there and moan and be carried away by the sheer physical pleasure of it all. I felt a wave rising through my body and it was washing over me like a tsunami carrying me to heights of physical pleasure that I’d never imagined.

All of a sudden the tidal wave broke and I could feel my whole body react. My pussy tightened around his finger. What had once been pleasurable was now transcendent. My whole body felt like it was being swept away in ecstasy. I could not even imagine anything in life even feeling half so good. The world stopped and my universe was reduced to my boobs, my pussy, and the pleasure coursing through me.

When I returned to this world, I lay there panting with Mark, now naked ranging over me. My legs were spread wide and the head of his dick was touching my pussy lips. I was still scared. I felt like I was a guy, even after what had just happened and I knew that Mark was about to introduce me to real womanhood. His cock ran up and down along my slit as he looked me in the eyes.

“Well, Ricki, I said I’d make you feel good, and I think I did. Now it’s my turn to feel good.”

With that, I felt his prick slip a little ways into my snatch. I was afraid, but another part of me wanted this — wanted it desperately. I couldn’t help myself, but just pushed my hips forward, breaking my hymen and burying his cock inside me. It did hurt, üvey erkek kardeş porno though not as much as I’d feared, and Mark buried his dick in my cunt all the way to the hilt.

I could feel him filling me up, and as strange as it seemed, it felt right. It felt like his rod belonged in my pussy. It was in its proper place and my cunt was serving its proper role by welcoming it. He began to slowly move his hips back and forth, getting nearly out of me before plunging deep into me again. I threw my arms around him, and fucked him back eagerly.

I don’t know how long he lasted. My world collapsed and was reduced to the feel of his cock in my pussy. I hooked my legs around him holding him as he picked up speed until he was furiously pounding my little twat. After a while, he stiffened and stuck his cock as far in me as it would go, then I felt his prick twitching as he unloaded his cum deep in my cunt.

It was almost like I was someone else. I found myself kissing Mark frantically with my mouth almost glued to his. He responded, kissing me back and slipping his tongue between my lips. There was a small part of me that was saying that I was a guy and I shouldn’t be kissing a guy like that, but it didn’t matter, my body and the rest of my mind were completely on board with this.

Finally, I just collapsed onto the bed, panting and awash in sexual pleasure and hormones. I felt his cock slip out of my pussy, which made me sad, as he rolled to one side to lie beside me on the bed. He reached over with one hand and began to stroke my boobs as we lay there in the afterglow of it all. I know that people were wild about sex, but never understood until that instant.

“You obviously hated that, Ricki.”

“We’re going to do that again, aren’t we?”

Mark laughed and leaned over and kissed me. I kissed him back, and whatever male part of me there was that had reservations about this, it had been submerged by the most fantastic thing I’d ever experienced. We kissed for quite a while, with Mark stroking my breasts and occasionally my pussy. Eventually, another part of me surfaced and I pulled back.

“But down deep, aren’t I really a guy? I shouldn’t like this — not at all.”

“Right now, you’re a woman, and you’re my woman for now.”

“I want this so much it scares me. Am I going to lose myself?”

“Who are you really? Are you Ricky, the guy, or Ricki the woman? Who do you want to be?”

“I’m not sure who I am or who I want to be. I used to think I knew, but this just blew that all away.”

“You’re stuck this way for a week. I want you to be my woman for that week. Some time after that week, you can decide who you really are.”

Mark kissed me again, and we tenderly made love before I fell asleep in his arms and in his bed.

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I woke up in the morning with Mark spooning me and holding my breast. I remembered everything from last night and choked back a sob. As I was grappling with it all, Mark woke up, turned me onto my back and kissed me. He began to fondle a breast as he kissed me. I can’t say I returned his kisses, but that didn’t seem to stop him.

He kissed his way down my neck to one boob as he caressed the other one. I couldn’t help but moan and I know my nipples got hard. As he kissed one breast, his hand snuck down from my other boob to my pussy. He began to stroke my pussy as he kissed my boobs. My body reacted to all that and I couldn’t avoid being turned on.

He brought me to a quick orgasm then ranged over me and slipped his dick in my pussy. I know I was wet, since I could feel my juices running down my leg and he smoothly entered me. Mark looked at me and smiled before starting to slowly fuck me. It all brought back the best of last night and before long I was fucking him back. He filled me with his cum, before leaning down to kiss me.

“That’s my idea of a wonderful wake up.”

“Is this what the whole week is going to be like?”

“If you’re lucky. You certainly seem to have enjoyed it all so far.”

“I still feel like a guy.”

“Believe me, Ricki, you’re no guy. I don’t fuck guys, not that there’s anything wrong with that.”

I began to think about what we’d done and started to worry. “Does that mean I could get pregnant?”

Mark paused, thought about it, and looked very serious. “Very possibly. So you need to go to the university health center and get an IUD and a morning after pill.”

“Don’t they put the IUD in my pussy? What happens when I change back?”

“My guess is the magic will take care of it.”

“I hope so.”

“In the meantime, you need to shower and shave — those legs, those armpits, and some of what’s around your pussy.”

“If I’m going to change back…”

“For this week, at least, you’re my girlfriend and you need to shave that shit.”

Mark’s dick was slowly softening in my pussy. He kissed me again, and I could feel it starting to get hard again. As it did, he started to do some micro moves and it quickly got hard in me and he began to fuck me once more. He came in me a second time and seemed quite pleased. He gave me another kiss and then spent a few minutes kissing me, with me kissing him back.

“Damn, girl. I don’t know if I really want to give this up after a week.”

Exploring New Things Pt. 02

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(This is a continuation of Exploring New Things Pt. 01 which explains the backstory)

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We’ve been together a few times now and I still get nervous and embarrassed around you. I don’t know if these feelings will ever go away. We’ve been taking our time, getting to know each other’s bodies and signals before going to the next level. Tonight will be our first time fulfilling our fantasy of light domination and submission You have a friend who’s allowing us to use his playroom for the night. I’m excited to explore a new fantasy and I’ve worn something special for you.

I walk in and lock the door behind me to ensure we won’t be disturbed. You’re looking sexy in simple jeans and a t-shirt. I’m wearing an oversized shapeless dress today which is not my normal attire. You look at me like I’m nuts… until I toss off the dress. I can’t help but blush in embarrassment and have a hard time looking at you to see your response. You stand there quietly until I gather the courage to look up at you over the top of my glasses. You’re staring at me in surprise.

I’m wearing a sexy red and black bra you can see through a partially unbuttoned white shirt with a small red and black plaid skirt that fails to fully cover my ass with a bright red thong. You slowly peruse up and down my body appreciating the package. “Fuck yes!” you say, which makes me grin. “Don’t move,” you command. I’m nervous, excited, and anxious, but I stand as still as possible. You circle me, taking in every aspect.

My breath hitches as you lightly graze your fingers over my exposed skin from behind. You continue to circle around me leaving little touches here and there until your standing in front of me again. You remove my white shirt and toss it aside leaving me in my bra, thong, and skirt. You kiss me and tell me how sexy I am while grabbing my breasts and kneading them. You yank off my bra quickly, watching the bounce and movement of my boobs. You lean in and start kissing my neck and shoulders, moving down to my breasts leaving kisses and nibbles on the way. You roll one of my nipples between your fingers causing goosebumps to run through my body.

Then, you teasingly flick my nipple with your tongue before drawing it in and sucking hard. I gasp from the pleasure and hang on to your neck and shoulders. I think that if you continue, I porno could probably come just from that stimulation. You continue to alternate between sucking and feeling my breasts until I’m panting. You stop abruptly and step back from me. You remove your shirt and pants leaving the boxers on. I can definitely see how turned on you are by the tented boxers. Man, you’re sexy.

I can’t help myself and I lean towards you, running my hands all over you. You let me explore for a few minutes until I reach down for your boxers. You grab my hands, not ready for those to be removed yet. I really want to yank those boxers off to fully see what you’ve got. I restrain myself, waiting to see what you want from me. You tell me to lay on my back on the bed with my head hanging off the edge. I get into position and you stand right in front of my face. “Go ahead,” you say.

Yes! I know what you want. I grab your boxers and pull them down to your ankles. I finally get to look at you and damn, I like what I see. I tilt my head further back over the edge of the bed and lick the tip to get a small taste of you. You’re delicious. I lick all around your cock getting it good and wet before taking it into my mouth. I hollow out my cheeks to make sure my teeth don’t touch you and suck.

It’s not long before you’re thrusting into my mouth. I grab your hips, take you as deep as I can, and hold it for a few seconds before letting up. Your groans tell me how much you’re enjoying this. I continue in the same way over and over. Holding you in my throat while swallowing and letting up. You let me control your movements for a few minutes before you take the control back. “Oh God!” you exclaim. Your obvious enjoyment is a turn on, making me groan. My noises send vibrations through your dick setting off your orgasm. You shoot come into my mouth and I swallow the first jet. Then you yank out of my mouth with a pop, causing the remaining jets to spurt all over my face and chest. You have no words. You just stare at me, breathing heavily as I smile at you.

Once your body has calmed, you walk over and grab me a towel to clean up. After I’m wiped off, you grab my hand and lead me over to a chest. You push down gently on the back of my shoulders, causing me to bend over the chest face down. You tie my hands on the opposite side my legs are on. japon porno This causes my skirt to rise up showing off my lifted ass. I can’t see anything you’re doing and feel very vulnerable and nervous in this position. However, it’s extremely erotic as well.

You run your hands all over my back, ass, and thighs. You walk away for a few minutes. I don’t know if you’re just trying to raise the anticipation or if you’re getting something. You come back and again graze your hands over my body helping me to relax int your touch. After you’ve done that for a bit, you quickly spank me. I jolt and yank against the restraints from the unexpected action. It doesn’t really hurt, just caught me off guard and smarts a little. “God, that’s beautiful!” you saw in awe while admiring your pink handprint. My skin is pale, so the contrast really shows. You gently massage the area before you do it again on the other ass cheek. You continue to alternate the stinging smacks and gentle massage a few more times at irregular intervals, catching me by surprise and leaving me in anticipation of the next one.

You slowly run your fingers down between my ass cheeks to my lower lips finding me soaked with arousal. You’re pleased that I’m enjoying this. You move away again. This time when you return, you grab my thong at my waist and slowly slide it off my legs. You position your cock at my entrance and gently enter me from behind while reaching between my legs to place a vibrator at full power against my clit. I scream in ecstasy, coming immediately from the combination of you and the vibrations.

You order, “Another.” You want me to come again. You lower the settings in the vibrator and continue to tease me while thrusting softly. Every time your thighs push against my reddened skin, which is extremely sensitive, it sends pleasure through me. The arousal slowly builds until I explode again. “Ahhh!” I yell. You put the vibrator away and untie me. You help me up until I’m standing…kind of. My legs feel like jelly. You half carry, half help me to the bed. You lay me on my back as you finish removing the rest of my clothes.

You grab soft leather restraints and tie my wrists at the top of the bed. Then you use a thin rope to tie my ankles to my thighs and place my heels up against my ass, baring me completely lezbiyen porno open to you. I’m utterly at your mercy. It’s exciting but nerve wrecking as well. I’m used to control and this is an entirely new feeling. I’m nervous, anticipating what you will do to me. You start to play with my breasts again. You tease my body every way you can, finding every spot that makes me clench or gasp until I’m begging for you. I’m trembling with desire. I want to touch you, but I can’t. I need you in me. NOW!

You take your time and continue your assault. Sometimes with gentle grazes and kisses to rough grabs, sucks, and bites. You’re keeping me in a constant state of arousal without letting me come. I love it, but the building desire is becoming painful. It hurts so good. You finally spread my knees as wide as possible and thrust into me, making me take all of you at once. I yell out from the abrupt intrusion and you don’t slow. You keep going. You take me every way you want, changing the pace when it fits your mood and changing how deep you go and the angle. Right when I get to the edge, you change something. Over and over until I’m desperate for release. “Oh god it’s so good! Please let me come! Just a little more! Oh God!!” I beg. I’m pulling against the rope trying to move with you and get more stimulation, but I can’t.

I start to think you’ll never let me come. But then you grab hold of me and move as deep and fast as you can. Your cock rubs directly against my g-spot with every stroke. Over and over you thrust into me until I’m flung over the edge into my orgasm. It comes crashing over me, wringing out noises I didn’t know I could make. My body milks your cock uncontrollably until you join me in ecstasy. You yell out your release as I feel you pulsing deep within me. Damn! That was fantastic!

We’re both exhausted, sweaty, and utterly sated. Once we’ve calmed down from our exertions, you untie me and help me get the feeling back in my limbs. I feel like a wet noodle. I don’t think I could come again if I tried. You wrap your arms around me and we lie together for a few minutes, basking in the afterglow.

“I just have to say, that was amazing!” you exclaim.

“I completely concur,” I respond.

You grin at me and kiss me sweetly. We lapse into a comfortable silence. After a while, you get up and grab a warm washcloth. You take your time cleaning me up and then clean yourself as well. We both move to get dressed and get ready to go. Once we’re both presentable again, we kiss and part ways. I can’t wait to see which fantasy we’ll live out next. Till next time…

Evolving Sex Life Pt. 05

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I woke up the next morning extremely horny and tried to initiate sex. Julia laughed at me and started stroking me as she made me beg for an orgasm that she had no intention of giving. It did not take long before I was begging to cum. Her reply was “Nope. Your next orgasm will be with my strap-on fucking you and that is not happening now.” With that she got up for the day and I was left extremely frustrated.

The next few days were busy, but Julia was teasing me quite a bit. She would come up behind me in the kitchen and grab my hips and pull them into her and whisper in my ear “Are you ready for me to fuck you?”

She would grab my hips like this in many places like the store or in a parking lot. Finally, we had a free night and she told me she wanted to tie me up. I was instantly aroused. We set up in the bedroom with me bent over a stool. My knees were tied to the legs at the floor with my legs spread. The big footstool was pressed up against an overstuffed chair. The stool supported all of my body but my head was just over the edge of the chair so Julia could climb in and have my face at her pussy. My arms were tied with ropes to the back chair legs so there was no way I could escape.

I was extremely horny and erect as Julia sat on the floor behind me and started teasing me with her long nails. I could only feel the nails and she start scratching my balls or stroking my cock. I was on the edge of cumming almost immediately and begged to cum.

“Not a chance,” she said, “I have a lot planned for you tonight.”

She kept teasing me and had brought me to the edge multiple times, when I felt her put something cold and slippery on my cock. For the next few minutes, she used her hand to slowly stroke me and bring to more edges. I noticed with a lot of frustration as I started to grow numb that she was using the lidocaine again. When she stopped touching me and stood up to put on the strap-on, I was xhamster porno going completely numb. When she was finished, I could feel her between my legs playing with my cock, but I could not tell what she was doing. I would find out later she was taping a condom onto my rapidly shrinking cock so it would not fall off.

When she finished, I did feel her put the lubricated strap-on against my exposed ass. “Are you ready to get fucked?” she said.

“Yes please.”

“Beg me!”

“Please fuck me,” I begged, “please?”

She slowly pushed into me and ordered me to, “keep begging. Beg me to fuck your ass until I cum.”

I did not know if she could cum, but I could hear and feel the vibrator in her dldo, so I knew she was getting some pleasure from the Feeldoe. As she pushed in and out, I was begging. Any time I slowed or pause she would slap my ass and tell me to keep begging. It felt really good and I could feel involuntary contractions every few thrusts.

I felt her reach around and grab my limp numb penis. She asked, “do you like me playing with your limp cock while I fuck your ass?”

“Yes Mistress.”

“Can you feel it?” she asked in a surprised voice.

“No mistress.”

“What about this?” she asked as she slapped my cock and balls.

“Ow. Yes, on the balls” I yelped. “I don’t feel anything on my cock.”

“Oh, my poor baby. You can’t feel your little limp cock. Well, something is exciting you, because you are filling this condom up with cum.”

I could not see it because of the way I was tied across the stool. And I definitely could not feel it. I had to take her word for it. I was definitely enjoying the contractions, I kept feeling in my ass and prostate area.

“You like getting fucked like this don’t you? Are you gay?”

“No mistress.”

She was getting closer to her own orgasm as the vibrator and back yaşlı porno of Feeldoe inserted in her did its magic. She was thrusting harder and faster

While thrusting, she grunted, “Tell me the truth. I want the truth. Do you wish this was a live warm huge cock inside you right now?”

This hit a little too close to home. I didn’t know. Or at least I did not want to admit. Yes, I was loving this but to admit I wanted a cock inside of me was admitting I was gay. Years later I would realize the truth, but at this point I did not want to. I was so turned on and loving the cock sliding in and out of me that I said “yes” anyway.

“Ahh so now I am married to a gay limp dick man who cannot please me. What did I do to deserve this? Tell me that you love getting fucked in the ass. You love getting humiliated by me and you want to suck cock and eat cum. Don’t vary a word. You love getting humiliated by me and you want to suck cock and eat cum.” She was moaning and getting very close to an orgasm as she yelled. “Say it”

“I love getting humiliated by you and I want to suck cock and eat cum,” I said.

“Louder,” she yelled as she slapped my ass, “yell it and prove you love me.”

She was really fucking my ass hard at this point. I was really loving the feeling and I yelled, “I love getting humiliated by you and I want to suck cock and eat cum. Please, I will do anything for you. I love you.”

A few minutes later she came while pounding into me with the full length. She lay silently for a minute and then I felt her reach around and begin tugging on my still limp penis. I could feel it in my balls and the skin of my crotch, but I still felt nothing on the shaft of my penis.

“Wow you came a lot,” she said.

“What? No, I didn’t,” I was confused and told her so.

“Well, the condom is full of cum,” she stated as she continued to tug on me. “How did it get aldatma porno full of cum if you did not have an orgasm.”

I had no idea. We did not realize how milking the prostate worked at the time. I knew that I had loved being fucked in the ass and that I was having a lot of involuntary contractions that felt wonderful, but I had not had anything close to an orgasm and I was still very horny.

Julia got up and was gone for a few moments. When she returned, I felt her playing with my cock as she removed the condom. Then she sat down in the chair with my head at her crotch. My lips were inches from her moist swollen lips. She was sitting on a towel and she started dripping the cum out of the condom onto her pussy and clitoris.

“Lick it up my gay little limp dick cum lover. You said you want to suck cock and eat cum.”

This was new and a huge step. I had never eaten cum before. The thought was both thrilling and disgusting. I was still really turned on because the milking of my prostate had not provided the same relief from as an orgasm. This made it easier to accept as I reached out my tongue and began licking up the cum.

She put her head back on the chair and moaned, “that’s it. Lick that cum up.”

She proceeded to tease and humiliate me as she dripped more and more of the cum on her lips and on my lips. When I thought I had gotten all of it, more would drip down. This didn’t last long because she was still very turned on and she reached an orgasm quickly squeezing my head between her thighs. She came as usual in a loud profane way enjoying every minute of it. When she was done, she got up and untied me and we cleaned up.

Cuddling after she was inquiring if I was ok. I assured her I was and thanked her repeatedly for the scene. My cock was still numb, but I was extremely horny. I was assuming that the feeling would come back overnight, and I asked Julia if we could make love in the morning

“You’re still horny after all that,” she asked quizzically?

I told her, “Yes. I am very horny. I was having contractions through all the anal play, but I never had a full orgasm and I never lost my desire to make love to you like I normally do after an orgasm.”

The Big Mature Shemale Next Door

Babes

“Please can I just wear my old swimming trunks?” Warren begged.

“No!” his mom yelled back from the other room. “Barbara purchased that for you. It was expensive so you better remember to thank her.”

Warren looked at himself in the full length mirror. At eighteen, he had hoped to be taller. His body looked puny. Why hadn’t his shoulders broadened like the other boys? Warren’s body should have been covered in hair like the rest of them. It wasn’t. He had a wiry, sleek physique. The doctor told him he didn’t have the kind of body that would put on much muscle.

His mom made him do chores for Barbara because she helped with the bills. They were lucky to live in a one-bedroom apartment with Warren sleeping on the floor. Barbara had a pool in her backyard. She always insisted that Warren swim with her. And when he did weeding for her or worked in the garden, she had him undress to his underwear and then she’d put sun tan lotion on him. Warren always wanted to do it himself, but Barbara wouldn’t let him. She said he’d cut corners and end up burning his soft, delicate skin.

Barbara was about a head taller than him. She was a couple years into her forties. Barbara was a good looking woman. Warren didn’t understand why she’d taken such a interest in him. Barbara had a full figure which made him feel weird when she was in her bathing suit. As he put his clothes on, he thought about secretly switching out the speedo his mom was making him wear for his swimming trunks.

He walked through his apartment complex to the house next door where Barbara lived. Sometimes he’d find her out front gardening but not today. Warren knocked on the door. He felt the speedo ride up his crack while he waited.

“Oh. Hello, Warren. How are you today, dear?” she opened the door and smiled at him.

“I’m ok. My mom said you, uh… had some work for me to do?” he told her, looking anywhere but but her body.

“Come in, dear. Are you wearing the new swimsuit I got you. Your mom got it to you, right?” she ushered him into the house and closed the door behind him.

“Yeah… I am,” he answered self-consciously.

“Why don’t we go swimming then? Go ahead and get started. I’ll put my bathing suit on and meet you out there in a couple of minutes.”

Warren went out the back door and flipped his sandals off. He could feel the mid-July sun on his face. Warren dipped his feet warily in the pool. He turned his head when he heard Barbara was at the back door. She came out when she saw him looking.

Barbara was wearing a blue two-piece bikini. He’d never seen it before. This was the skimpiest bathing suit he’d ever seen her in. Her impossibly large bosom was on full display. Barbara’s nipples poked out of the bikini top at least a half inch. His eyes fell lower. To the big package wrapped up in her small bikini bottom. Warren recalled the first time he became aware of it. A couple months ago she had him move some boxes in the basement. She told him to strip down to his boxers. Barbara told him she didn’t want his clothes to get sweaty. She supervised him like she always did, telling him occasionally not to drop this thing or that.

There were some boxes in the corner which required Warren to bend over and pick up. He wanted to pile them all up at once, but Barbara made him take just one at a time. The phone rang unexpectedly. Barbara got up from the table to answer it and that’s when Warren saw the giant tent in her pants. It freaked him out so badly that he ran home. He told his mom what he’d seen and she told him that a lot of women had penises. His mom made him go back and apologize. Barbara made him uncomfortable by asking him how often he got erections. She said that since her penis was so much larger, she got erections even more often. Soon after that they started going swimming. She always got erections then.

“Don’t you look just like a dream in that? Mmm… it’s so hot out here. Get in the pool, darling.”

“It’s a little tight, ma’am.” Warren said, pulling the material out of his crack.

“I didn’t have you there to try it on, dear. When I get you something else you’ll come and model it for me. I think it’s fine.” Barbara walked over, her breasts jiggling and touched a toe in the water. “Even the water is warm.”

Warren jumped in the pool and Barbara did the same. He tried to keep a little distance between himself and her, but Barbara swam over to him and said, “Let’s see if you’ve gotten any better at the backstroke. Go on and try.” Barbara reached around him and helped put him on his back in the water. “Here I’ve got you,” one hand held the top of the his back and the other went all the way down to his speedo-covered butt.

“I can do it,” he told her, trying to push her hands away.

“Ok,” she removed her hand before he’d been ready. Warren’s head fell below water and she laughed. “You’re silly. See, you need me. There’s nothing wrong with getting a little help. Especially from me.” Barbara pulled him up by the tiny speedo.

“My mom told me üvey kız kardeş porno to tell you, umm, thanks for the new swimming thing. It’s a little small, but, uhhh…” He realized he was looking at her breasts. How did they get so big? How was she so much bigger than him? Warren got embarrassed when he realized what he was thinking and looked away.

“Awww, you don’t have to mention it. I like doing things for you. And swimming, oh darling, this old girl has a lot of fun with you.” Barbara grinned, partly aware that the young man had been ogling her tits. She covered his head with her hands and dunked him under the water, laughing. Warren flailed desperately underwater until she finally let him up. He choked out water and then tried to dunk Barbara. She wouldn’t have budged if she didn’t want to. They splashed at and dunked one another. Warren could feel her boobs mashing into his head as she pushed him down, and then he could feel something else.

Warren opened his eyes while underwater and saw her erection! It looked like her bikini would snap open at any second. He couldn’t believe how long and thick her cock was. Warren popped up from the water as fast as he could and started to swim away from her. Barbara caught his ankle before he could put any distance between them.

She pulled Warren back to her and told him, “You’re not getting away! What’s wrong, dear?” Barbara squeezed his little body in her big arms and held him there. He could feel her hard-on against his butt. It was splitting his cheeks open in the tiny speedo like a hotdog into a bun.

“Your, your erection! It’s pressing into me!” he gasped.

“We talked about erections. They’re a natural part of life. Don’t worry. I wouldn’t hurt you.” Barbara gently started to grind her hips against him, which caused her thick pipe to rub up and down his crack.

“Please don’t. It scares me,” he whimpered.

Barbara reluctantly let him go. “Alright, dear. Tell you what, let’s sit in the sun a while. You lay back in one of the pool lounge chairs and I’ll go get the lotion for us.” Warren nodded. Happy to be free, he hopped out of the pool. “I guess erections aren’t so scary now, huh darling?” she laughed loudly. Warren looked down and realized he was hard. He slumped into the chair, his face red. As Barbara walked past him, her boobs and erection bouncing together, she touched his shoulder and told him, “Natural part of life. The best part if you ask me.” Warren’s eyes continued to follow her as she walked back into her house. Barbara’s bikini bottom had just one little piece of cloth in the back and it was wedged between the two colossal cheeks of her ass. Warren’s face got even redder.

She returned a minute later with the sun tan lotion and some towels. “I can’t get over how good you look in that present I got you. I sure can pick them.” Barbara’s eyes scoped out his body. She pulled the other chair over and dried him off in a towel. Next she squirted some of the lotion out into her hand.

“Can I do it myself, ma’am?” he asked.

“You know my policy, darling. I handle the sun tan lotion. It would be a shame if something happened to your skin. It’s so soft and nice. It needs to be taken care of and I’m just the woman to do it.” Barbara spread the glob out over his chest. Her strong hands rubbed the cool lotion in everywhere. She took special care with everything she did; covering his body usually took ten or fifteen minutes as Barbara went over it again and again. She was thorough like that when it came to Warren.

“There you go. All finished.” She gave him a smirk and then looked up at the sky. “Boy would you look up at that sun. They said on the news we’ll be breaking a heat record this week. Hey…” Barbara looked down at him, “let’s try something new today. You want to put the sun tan lotion on yourself. So apply it on me and I’ll see how good a job you do.” She dropped the bottle on his stomach and sat back in the chair.

Warren’s hands were shaking when they touched Barbara’s skin. She was so warm. Warren’s cock was straining against his speedo. He gently spread the lotion over Barbara’s strong shoulders and the top of her chest. He started to rub it in with long circular strokes.

“Mmm… not half bad.” Barbara lifted her arms up and let him get her sides. His fingers pressed into her flesh. Barbara let out a soft moan. “Think your mom would mind if we tanned nude?”

“Oh no. I can’t!” Warren croaked. It felt like cotton had just been stuck in his throat.

Barbara wrapped one of of her arms around his neck and cackled. “It was just a joke, darling. Settle back in your chair and let’s let the sun do its work.” Warren swallowed hard. He self-consciously rearranged his speedo and got back in his chair. They sat in silence for a couple minutes. Barbara would make a little noise–maybe a moan from time to time–as they basked in the sun. “I know I ask this a lot, but you got any girls chasing you at that school yet?”

“Huh? No… no I don’t,” xnxx porno he replied. Looking over, he saw her erection again. It pressed up in the air. The bulge was positively obscene. The thin material of her bikini bottom did nothing to hide it. Warren could see just how long and thick it was. He could see the big head of her cock; it was even thicker than the rest of her big thing. Warren realized he was staring too long and shut his eyes.

“I’ll tell you, that doesn’t make any sense to me. Back in my day–“

“I know. You tell me all the time. Back in your day girls appreciated puny little nerds with skinny bodies who can’t play sports.” Warren turned away and shut his eyes even tighter.

Barbara looked over at him, getting momentarily distracted by the view of him from behind. She said, “I never said that. Stop feeling sorry for yourself long enough to enjoy your youth. Enjoy the summer.” Barbara reached over and wrapped her arm around his side. He was reminded once again of how big she was… and how small he was.

“Enjoy the summer how? Go to the beach? Where all the guys with better bodies than mine take their shirts off and make the girls like them. I just have to face it. Girls don’t like me.”

Barbara left her hand on his arm, rubbing him comfortingly. Her eyes inevitably fell to his little speedo-covered ass. “I can think of plenty who would.”

***

Barbara apologized the next time he was over there for her behavior in the pool. They continued to swim and catch some sun together through the week. Nothing changed until the following week when Warren went over there one day. It was the hottest day yet. He knocked on the door to Barbara’s house and she shouted, “Come on in!”

Warren opened the door and stepped inside. If possible, it seemed even warmer inside than out. Warren was used to entering Barbara’s house and immediately being met by cool air. He called out to her, “Is something wrong with the air?”

“Yep,” she said from a distant room. “Someone won’t be over to fix it until tomorrow.”

“Can we go in the pool?” Warren wiped the sweat from his brow.

“It needs to be cleaned.”

“Want to go back to my house? My mom lets me run the air conditioner when it gets this hot.”

“No, I’m fine here. Dear, get some ice from the freezer and bring it into the bedroom.”

Warren grabbed a bowl from one of the cabinets and filled it with ice like she said. He walked through the hallway to her bedroom and found the door ajar. Warren poked it open and then promptly shut it. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to, ma’am!”

“It’s ok, darling. Come on in.”

“I can’t! You–you’re not dressed!”

“Don’t be silly. I have panties on,” she told him in a naughty voice. Warren couldn’t believe her breasts were out in the open. Barbara was on the bed naked from the waist up. “Get in here this instant.”

Warren turned the knob on the door. He walked into her bedroom, obviously flustered. Warren stood by the door trying not to look at her uncovered body. “That ice is liable to melt if you don’t stop playing around and get over here,” she told him in a matter-of-fact way. The second Warren got close enough, Barbara grabbed him and pulled him down on the bed. Warren sat there nervously. He kept his eyes facing away from her.

Barbara didn’t seem any put off by his manner. She gathered a couple ice cubes in her hand and touched them to Warren’s shoulder. He shot up from the bed immediately, just to have her grab him again and sit him back down. Barbara rubbed her fingers, cold from the ice, over his back. She touched a cube to his neck and he didn’t run away this time.

“You should be wearing clothes,” he whispered.

“It’s too hot for clothes,” she murmured, following the jut of his jaw with the ice cube and leaving a trail of water as it melted on his warm skin. “I think you’re wearing too much.”

“I said we could go back to my house,” he told her. Warren still had his eyes facing toward the door. In his peripheral vision he could see her panties… and the bulge growing in it as she continued to use the ice on him.

“I don’t want your mom walking in on us, darling.” Barbara let the ice cube fall back into the bowl with the rest of them and placed her hands around his waist. She started to pull up his shirt, “This is our private time. Lift your arms.” Warren raised his arms and let her take his shirt off. “Much better,” she said. Barbara scooped some of the water from the melting ice into her hand and touched his chest with it. “Warren… rub the ice on my body now.”

“What?” he chirped.

“I said rub some ice on me before it’s all melted.” Barbara covered his hand with hers and put it in the bowl. Warren closed his hand around a few cubes which had melted into one piece. She pulled his hand out, pulling it over her body. Water dripped from his fingers onto her stomach. Warren let his hand fall and rolled the cube over her stomach. “You can’t even see what you’re doing, dear.” Barbara zenci porno put her hand under his chin and gently turned it toward her body.

Warren took in her body. The heat had left the upper half of her body that he could see in a thin layer of sweat. His eyes nearly bugged out as they zeroed in on her huge, mature breasts. They heaved softly on her chest with her breathing. Warren tried to look away yet he couldn’t. He could feel his heart thump as he ran the cube of ice along her stomach and then switched to her arms. Barbara’s eyes were closed. Her full, womanly lips opened to moan. When the hunk of ice in his hand had melted, he took another and continued.

“I think you’re avoiding a part of my body,” she opened her eyes suddenly.

“Nu…no…” he told her bashfully.

“My chest, darling. It needs to be cooled down too.” She clasped her hand in his and placed it right on her breast. Warren folded one leg over the other. His cock was so hard. Then again, so was hers. Warren tried not to look. He ran the half-melted cube between his fingers over the swell of her breasts. He traced over each breast while carefully avoiding her nipples. One time around, his nail accidentally scratched right against one of the nubs. “Mmm… get there. Get all over,” she moaned.

Warren’s hand couldn’t stop shaking as it hovered just above her nipple. A drop of water slid off his fingers and landed on her; the nipple got even bigger and more prominent. He touched them with the ice, gingerly at first. The more he went, the less careful he got. Minutes passed and neither of them said anything. Warren realized Barbara was rubbing her thighs together. He looked down and saw her erection again. He glanced at her face. Her eyes were still closed. All the ice had melted. Warren was about to finish when Barbara cooed, “Rub some of the water on my thighs, dear.”

He dipped his fingers into the cold water and reached down to her thick, warm thighs. Warren stroked them, careful to steer clear of her erection. Her legs had stopped moving altogether and Barbara let out a moan so loud that it scared Warren. His hands, still on her thighs, stopped moving. “I think, um… we should probably stop,” he told her in a voice so quiet she could barely hear him. Barbara smiled to herself and lifted the bowl as quietly as she could. In one fast motion, she pulled the waistband of his shorts out and spilled the cold water down his back.

“Aaaaaaaaaack!” he cried. Warren darted out of the room with cold water dripping down his legs. He could still hear her laughing by the time he got to the living room. Warren took a towel from the closet and dried himself off. He put the towel out on the couch and sat down. His mom wouldn’t want him coming home yet. Warren’s dick was painfully erect. He thought about stroking it, but couldn’t bring himself to do it. Barbara could walk in on him at any time and it would be wrong.

He could hear her heading toward him from the hall. She was in clothes this time. A tank top and a pair of shorts that looked stitched to her curves. She had her hands behind her back and an even bigger smile on her face than Warren could remember.

“I’ve got something for you.”

“What?” he grumbled, still bitter that she’d drenched him in the cold water.

“Remember when we talked about your body… you know how you want it be bigger and stronger?”

Warren’s face started to redden. He wondered why she needed to bring this stuff up and embarrass him all over again. “Yes, ma’am,” he answered sheepishly. Barbara revealed a glass from behind her back. It was filled with a cream-colored liquid. Warren looked at it and his previously red face went white. “Is that… is that–“

“Semen,” she finished his sentence. “Haven’t you ever heard about all the things cum can do? In small doses it’s useless. But as you can see,” Barbara proudly waved the glass in her hand, causing the creamy ejaculate to roll around the glass. “I make big doses.” She handed Warren the glass, but he didn’t take it. “What’s wrong, darling? Don’t you want to improve your body?”

“I don’t think I should–I mean I can’t drink that!” he blurted out.

“Oh dear,” she told him somberly. Barbara sat down next to him on the couch and looked into the full glass. “It’s so fresh. It won’t be for long. A woman’s seed is most potent the more fresh it is. Are you sure you don’t want to give it a try? I’ve had a lot of compliments on my semen quality over the years. Just look at it.” She tipped the glass closer to him. Her cum slid against the rim inches from his lips.

He shook his head. “Last chance, dear. I made this load for you. It would be a shame to let it go to waste. You’re sure you won’t give it a try? I think you’re fine the way you are, but I really thought you were serious about upgrading to a man’s body.”

Warren reached out and clutched the glass in his hands. Even in the heat of her house, it felt markedly warmer. He gave her essence a sniff. Warren couldn’t smell anything. “Go ahead. Taste it,” she told him eagerly. He lifted it to his lips, watching the thick liquid slide down the glass. Warren took a small, tentative sip. It was so thick that he had to let it roll off his tongue and down his throat. Barbara couldn’t keep still as she awaited the verdict from his taste buds.

E-Mail Submission

Blonde

Mistress V clicked on the send button and sat back in her chair as the e-mail disappeared from the screen. She imagined sue sitting at the computer and the nervous excitement she would feel when she opened the mail and read the instructions she had just sent to her.

It thrilled her to know she could cause such strong emotions in her slave girl, the power she held over sue was intoxicating. She had carefully trained sue and manipulated her submissive desires to the point where she would do anything she was told. No matter how embarrassing or humiliating, sue would do it just to please her.

The dominant power and control she felt was becoming addictive and so exciting. She felt like a supreme queen ruling over sue, her slave. It was such a sexual rush. She closed her eyes and sighed softly as her hand reached down between her legs.

In the Internet café sue opened the e-mail that had dropped in to the inbox of the computer she sitting at.

She opened the e-mail and felt a lump rise in her throat and a flutter of delicious excitement in her stomach and with a dry throat and her heart thumping she read her Mistresses orders.

“Slave

On arriving home tonight after work you are to remove all your clothes and stay naked until tomorrow morning when you may dress for work. You will put your collar on, the one with the tag saying property of MV.

At precisely 8 P.M. you are to lie on your bed and using your vib play with yourself for exactly 30 minutes. Bringing yourself to the edge of cumming at least three times but you will not cum

Remember slave you belong to me. I own and control your body. Your pleasure is mine to give or deny.

You are not permitted to cum.

At precisely 9 P.M. using just your fingers play with yourself for exactly 30 minutes and bring yourself to the edge at least three times.

You are not permitted to cum.

At precisely 10 P.M. insert your butt plug and leave it in all night until you go to work tomorrow.

Using your fingers and vib play with yourself for exactly one hour, bringing yourself to the very edge at least five times.

You are not permitted to cum.

At 11P.M. insert the vib and leave it in until the morning then go to sleep. First thing in the morning you will e-mail me and describe everything. What you did and how you felt, your Mistress wants to know everything.

Remember slave you belong to me.”

As she read her instructions a warm deep submissive buzz washed over sue and she felt her cheeks glow hot and her face get redder.

Nervously she glanced around the Internet café, she felt so hot and slutty she was sure people must be watching her. But they were all hunched over their P.C.s and no one looked at her as self-consciously she left the café.

The afternoon back at work seemed to last for an eternity, sue repeatedly glanced up at the office clock on the wall but the hands moved infuriatingly slowly.

She tried to focus on her work but her thoughts would keep drifting to her Mistresses mail and the things she was ordered to do. A hollow nervous sensation filled her stomach and she squeezed her thighs together in excited anticipation. She could feel the wetness between her legs.

At last! Five P.M. and she could go home. Her coat was on in a flash and with a few hurried goodbyes to her co-workers she was out the door and in to the night.

Once in her house she could breath easily, no longer did she have to stifle her thoughts. She was alone, she could play now. She could let her Mistress in to her heart and soul, she belonged only to her.

She went straight to her bedroom and removed her clothes, and as she shed her clothes so she shed her freedom. Naked she became a slave, her nakedness a sign of her status. She felt humble, weak and submissive.

She picked up her Mistresses collar and kissed the tag and fastened it tightly around her neck. Her cheeks began to glow and burn.

“I’m yours now Mistress. I’m yours.” She whispered.

Now it was time to be obedient. To wait until eight P.M. the time when she had permission to began her task.

She looked at the clock, 6.00 p.m. two hours to go. She made herself a light meal but gave up after a few mouthfuls, she was to excited and aroused to eat.

She lay on her bed and listened to music and did nothing but fidget and toss and turn, her stomach churning with nervous excitement while her pussy twitched and pulsed.

At 7.30, she had a shower so she would be clean and fresh for her Mistress. She was so aroused now. The waiting made her nervous and edgy. As she soaped her body she couldn’t resist massaging her breasts and pulling on her nipples. Her olgun porno hands lingered between her thighs, her fingers brushed her sex. The tingling sensations made her shiver under the hot water.

She stopped quickly as guilty feelings swept over her and she remembered her training.

“My body belongs to you Mistress. I have no right to touch your property. My pleasure is a privilege that only you can give.” She said aloud as the hot water splashed on her head and face and ran down her body.

She lay back down on her bed, arms at her sides. She felt clean and fresh and lay still and calmed herself by breathing deeply as she waited for the hands on her clock to reach eight.

At 8 p.m. Mistress V put down the book she was trying to read and poured herself a glass of wine. Her thoughts focused on her little slave girl now about to begin the task she had set for her.

She smiled as she thought of how sue would be feeling right now, the waiting would have made her so aroused; she would be so hot and excited. But she wouldn’t dare touch herself, not until she had permission. Permission that only she, her Mistress could give sue.

The power she felt was intoxicating and it thrilled her to know how sue was desperate to please and serve her. sue was her little toy to play with and to do exactly as she pleased with.

She felt deliciously wicked at the way she controlled sue, ordering her to stimulate herself to the edge of her climax and then deny her permission to cum.

She leaned back in her chair and thought of how sue was enduring such sexual frustration, suffering just to please her Mistress. Her hand slipped down between her thighs, she was damp and hot with arousal. She sighed with pleasure as her fingers leisurely stroked and played.

“Poor sue.” She chuckled.

At the exact moment the minute hand touched the hour sues fingers flew to her pussy and she rubbed herself vigorously with a flurry of released frustration. Her breathing was heavy and ragged and she moaned as the familiar warm sensation spread through her groin.

She knew she had to control herself and reluctantly she slowed her eager rubbing and picked up the vib. With the tip she started to lightly stroke her labia, the tingling sensations made her shiver.

So long as she took things slowly she was sure she could control herself and not orgasm.

She was already wet and she eased the vib slowly inside herself, it slipped in easily between her soaked folds and she sighed with pleasure as it stretched and filled her. The delicious sensation of being so full made her moan softly, she could feel the lovely solid hardness inside her.

She drew the vib slowly back and then thrust it in again, building up a rhythm that made her gasp.

She was almost caught out as the hot rush of an orgasm nearly surprised her. For a moment she teetered on the edge as she fought back the hot waves of pleasure that threatened to engulf her. Being so close to cumming scared sue, she was horrified at her lack of control and how she nearly betrayed her Mistress.

She took her time now and went carefully, using the tip of the vib to work gently around her clit. It felt so nice, so exquisite. She let the sensation build until she felt herself close to cumming then stopped quickly and lay still. Clenching her fists and squeezing her thighs together, fighting back the delicious sensations.

Then she began all over again. She felt how easy and lovely it would be to just let go, to let her orgasm wash over her. But her desire to please her Mistress was stronger, so she brought herself to the very edge of climaxing again and again.

At 8.30 as ordered by her Mistress she reluctantly stopped playing and lay still on her bed, forcing her arms to stay rigidly by her side. Her clit was swollen and ached madly and her breathing was heavy and ragged. She felt hot and edgy with a nervous empty hollow sensation knawing away in her stomach. She felt edgy and agitated and so aroused. She had to fight back an almost irresistible urge to touch herself, to rub and stroke herself to a powerful orgasm that she so badly wanted.

She clenched her fists tightly and squeezed her thighs together and whimpered. It would so easy to give in, just the slightest touch would send her over the edge. But her compelling need to submit and obey was strong. She didn’t understand why she felt this way, why she felt such an over powering intense need to please and serve. Why submitting to some one with a forceful and dominating nature made her feel so good. Being controlled and dominated turned her on so much, she just couldn’t resists her need to submit. It was her porno place, where she belonged and felt happy.

She had no right to touch her Mistresses property without her permission. She would show her devotion and make her Mistress proud of her.

She closed her eyes and breathed deeply and kept her arms rigidly by her side.

At 9.p.m. Mistress V closed her eyes and imagined sue lying naked on her bed, hot and flushed. She thought how frustrated sue would be feeling after being ordered to stimulate herself to the very edge of climaxing and then being prevented from cumming. She would be in such a state now, agitated and restless and desperate to cum.

The power Mistress V felt was exhilarating, she loved to control her slave girl like this. She wished she was with her now, kneeling at her feet, her cute face looking up at her. Her eyes beseeching, pleading and her soft small urgent voice begging.

“Please Mistress…please may I cum.”

She picked up sue’s last e-mail and smiled as she read how her slave girl had expressed her devotion and how eager she was to please and serve her Mistress.

Mistress V was pleased at sues obedience and at how submissive she was becoming to her.

Keeping her slave girl constantly aroused and sexually frustrated was an excellent way to control her. It kept her focused and so eager to please.

If sue was with her now she would have her beg and plead and kiss her feet, then make her use her slutty tongue to pleasure her.

Her pussy quivered at the delicious thought and her fingers began to play, bringing her to another sweet orgasm.

At exactly 9.p.m. sue started stroking her fingertips along her thighs, sliding them over the soft warm flesh. Then she slipped a finger inside her moist hot folds and held it there, feeling its hard stiffness inside her.

Slowly she moved the finger in and out while at the same time rolling her thumb over her clit. The sensation made her shudder and gasp. She tried to move slowly but couldn’t, she was too aroused and went faster as she became more excited. Her fingers making soft squelching noises.

She felt the hot rush flow and she stopped quickly. She still panting and gasping. It felt so good she didn’t want to stop.

She lay still for a few minutes until she was calm and then started again sinking her fingers deep into her pussy. They slipped easily between her soft wet vulva and she slid them deeper until she gasped with pleasure. She twisted her fingers and stroked her clit.

It felt delicious, she felt so sluttish and dirty and she spread her legs wide and rubbed and stroked. She was her Mistresses pet slut and she was performing for her.

She felt the hot wave flow through her and she stopped quickly.

Breathing hard she lay still until she was calm and then raising her knees and spreading her legs she slipped her fingers inside again.

Rubbing and stroking, she felt so slutty. She squeezed and rubbed her clit. The sensations ebbed and flowed and every time she reached her peak she would stop, wait, and then start again. Over and over, such exquisite torture.

At precisely 9.30 as her Mistress had ordered, sue stopped playing. Panting and gasping she lay still and forced her arms to stay by her side, the temptation to carry on until she climaxed was intense, the slightest touch would send her over the edge.

She groaned in despair, her forced stopping and starting was driving her insane.

MistressV looked at the clock, 10p.m. By now her little slave girl would be extremely frustrated, driven almost beyond the limits of her endurance. She had made her slave stimulate herself to edge of cumming and then made her stop, over and over all night long. It must have driven her to distraction. She had been suffering all night, getting progressively more and more worked up and now it was going to get a great deal worse.

It gave Mistress V such a buzz to control sue like this, to control her orgasms. It made her feel so powerful. She was discovering the more she toyed and teased sue the more it turned her on. Sue’s submissiveness and obedience towards her was so exciting.

She could tell sue was following her orders perfectly because of the detailed e-mails she insisted sue send back to her at the end of each session in which she was to describe everything, how she felt and what she did.

It gave Mistress V such a powerful sexual rush to know the power she had over her slave.

She thought of sue lying naked on her bed, so frustrated and desperate to cum. Her fingers stroked and slid deeply into her pussy as she worked her way to another powerful orgasm.

At exactly 10 Porno izle p.m. as her Mistress had ordered sue knelt on her bed, her face pressed into the pillow and her naked bottom raised in the air.

She poured the lubricant between the cheeks of her bottom and used her thumb to press the thick smears of gel into her anus. The gel was cold and slippery and it dribbled down the cheeks of her bottom. She slowly inserted her thumb and carefully twisted it back and forth to soften the tight muscle until her thumb could enter with relative ease.

She was breathing deeply and quickly now and she screwed up her eyes as she prepared herself for what was to come. She placed the tip of the plug against the muscle and pushed. The tip of the plug entered, its broad softness beginning to stretch her. She pushed slowly and felt it slide inside her making her gasp.

Panting, her body quivering, she nudged it further in and a groan of pleasure escaped her lips. The feeling of having her rear filled grew more and more intense; the sensation of being forcibly stretched made her pussy ache and twitch.

She pushed again and felt it slide deeper inside her, hard and solid filling her, it felt unbelievably exquisite. She squirmed and arched her back, she felt stuffed and stretched and full.

Her body felt as though it had been invaded and abused. She felt so subservient, so submissive and humiliated. Her face burned with the shameful pleasure she felt.

With the plug deeply embedded sue rolled over on to her back, she could feel its hard solidness stretching her, forcing her cheeks wide apart. She moaned and reached for the vib, her breasts rising and falling with each ragged breath. Spreading her legs wide she slid the vib between the hot slick folds of her vulva and deep in to her pussy. She lay still for a moment drinking in the delicious sensation of being filled and stretched both front and rear. The vibrations in her pussy made her whimper and moan and she thrust the vib in and out feeling its hardness send shivers right through her. Warmth rippled through her pussy and her clit hardened and ached, she moaned feverishly and tossed her head from side to side. With a cry of frustration she forced herself to stop, her body jerking and writhing, her legs slithering across the bed as she frantically fought back another orgasm.

She lay still, her pussy throbbed with the urgent to cum, the sensation was almost too much to control and she shuddered with pleasure.

Again she slid the vib past her soaking folds pushing it deep in side her and at the same time her fingers teased and stroked her clit. Panting fast and shallowly she was agonisingly close to climaxing. She threw her head back and groaned, biting down on her lip and writhing on the bed.

Her whole body was washed with frustrated pleasure, her pussy throbbed from the relentless attention and her clit was swollen and ached like mad.

She wished she could let go and let her orgasm wash over her but she was a slave, she was the property of her Mistress and she must prove her devotion through her obedience.

She moaned feverishly and felt between her thighs to find the soft wet lips of her sex. Her fingers slid through the fleshy folds deep inside her where they stroked and rubbed. She ground her hips against her hand, squirming twisting. She twisted her fingers and slowly withdrew them bringing a shuddering gasp of ecstatic pleasure.

Her hips began to buck and she arched her back as she almost drove herself to fevered climax.

At precisely 11 p.m. as ordered, sue stopped. Exhausted and breathing hard she lay still, her body slick with perspiration, her thighs spread wide and her knees raised.

She whimpered, her sex was so sensitive it ached and throbbed from the relentless assault she had inflicted on it.

She was agonisingly aroused and the empty hollow unsatisfied sensation made her groan despairingly.

She pleaded and begged to everything that was holy that her Mistress would give her permission to cum tomorrow.

It would be a long sleepless night. Sue left the plug and vib inside her as her Mistress had instructed her to do and she tossed and turned all night. Full of sexual longing and frustration, no matter in what position she lay, the plug and vib kept her agonisingly aroused.

Tomorrow she would beg and plead with her Mistress to show mercy and let her cum. Surely she had deserved it through her devotion and obedience. Her Mistress must let her cum, surely.

Relaxed and pleasantly satisfied from several intense orgasms Mistress V closed her eyes. Her last thoughts before she drifted of to a deep peaceful sleep were of her slave girl. Poor sue, kept constantly aroused and yet kept so frustrated all night. Denying herself any pleasure because her Mistress would not allow it. She suffered all night just to please me.

“Perhaps I’ll let her cum tomorrow. …then again, maybe not.” Mistress V smiled.

Driver Ch. 02

Anal

Some background to put the House and its folk into their setting. Not much sex, sorry.

*****

The sun was well up in the sky when I drove back through the electric gate. It was another warm and hazy autumn day. I would follow my routine and allow the feelings to sort themselves out over time.

The van went into the left bay of the six-car garage and I spent a few minutes washing and stowing the apparatus in the space beneath the rear seats. I had disconnected it in a rush before the airport pick up, but always made the vehicle ready before I went to bed. This routine had paid off already more than once.

I needed to work my body before I would sleep, so I walked around the side of the big house and across the sloping lawn to the 20 metre pool overlooking the Bay. I stripped and put my clothes on the bench under the canopy. My cock was still semi-erect and I remembered her. Failing to use a condom had already made us complicit.

The salted water felt clean and tasty as I drove through it. Thirty lengths later I felt tired and calm, with my shoulders and legs aching a little. I pulled myself out and lay on the terracotta paving next to the pool. Five minutes on each side and I was dry enough to gather my clothing and walk back to the garage, naked. I climbed the steps to the verandah above the garage doors and noted that both Jackie’s and Natalie’s blinds were still closed.

Once I had closed my own blinds, set the heat pump down to 27° and swallowed half a litre of lemon water, my bed looked irresistible. I was asleep immediately.

—(;)—

My watch showed 2.30pm when I surfaced. I was feeling much revived. I could hear the steady clang of the weights in the sixth bay of the garage beneath me as Fred worked. His huge frame needed a lot of upkeep. Despite his size and fearsome appearance he was a gentle and well-educated man, perfect for the role he served here.

He had charm and good instincts around people which was valuable when trouble developed. “These people are here for therapeutic reasons, Jim. Violence and abuse are their heritage, to play in a safe environment is healing. If they break the boundaries sometimes we need to manage them, not reject them.” He spoke gently as usual. His calm and size had shown their worth at times since I had been working here.

I put on a light shirt and shorts, then made the bed and went down and across to the main house. There was fresh coffee and juice in the staff dining room, plus croissants and a rich selection of fruit. The food was wonderful, the day staff cared for us with generosity. There would be a main meal around 6pm before the working night began.

Natalie said “Ni hao, lover”, as she poured my coffee. “Was there bad traffic around Causeway Bay this morning? Your drop-off took a long time…” My hand swatted her bum with a satisfying slap. She was wearing a light cotton sundress that barely covered her backside, (obviously) no underwear and a coloured dragon tattoo that started on her bare shoulder and ended with its tail wrapped around her upper thigh. She 1080 porno giggled and pouted, “if only you were serious about your spanking.”

She was the antidote to all my preconceptions about Chinese women. Tall and slim with short hair and large dark eyes, she was about 24 years old and the most uninhibited woman of any sort I had ever had the pleasure to meet. She fucked both men and women with vigour and seemed open to any activity, with boundless energy. She had come to my rooms a couple of times and had left me gasping, exhausted. I had seen her come from Jackie’s room once and I know she slept with Colette too.

She was eating a huge breakfast of spicy tofu soup and fried bread sticks- her appetite for food was big too.

Fred came in, coated in sweat and helped himself to the coffee. I asked “what’s on the schedule for tonight? Any long trips for me?”

“We’ll all be busy. Two rooms will be in use and there is a group for dinner as well. Jackie will be taking the other car to collect one couple from the far side of Kowloon. The other three are all from the Island, so should be straightforward enough. You will need to eat early though, the dinner party starts at nine. That group will be staying the night upstairs. Natalie, honey, I want you to give them your full attention- the management want them to be happy.” As he said this he looked at her with his eyebrow raised.

“Any clues about what they like, boss?” She asked, but he shook his head.

“I expect they will like you, so just improvise- I trust your instincts.” His low rumbling voice continued. “Jim, Jackie knows about the driving, and he and Colette will be setting up the rooms later. Only one couple has asked for our help, so they will be on first call. Can you watch the screens?”

“No worries, Fred. Want some juice?” I held out a glass and Natalie grabbed it before he could reach it. I poured him another and gave it to him. She was always trying to arouse him one way or another. I suspect he was the only one who had not fucked her and that made him a challenge for her.

Fred made his way out again towards the cottage where he and Colette lived. None of us lived in the House, it was just our workplace. While they shared the small house, I don’t know if they shared a bed- they were both great at keeping secrets.

My breakfast was welcome and filling, I took the chance to practice some Mandarin with Natalie, while she leaned back on the bar stool opposite me, legs wide and cunt glistening. She was teaching me filthy Mandarin and about perversions the Chinese had enjoyed for centuries. I had only basic skills in the language anyway, so had to be careful when I spoke to others after her lessons. Luckily most Hong Kong folk spoke Cantonese.

The cook came in to clear the dishes away and looked hard at Natalie. The girl stood up and smoothed the dress down, then said “zai tian, Jimmy, it’s been my pleasure, as always.” She walked over to the stairs to look over the upstairs suite. She was hard working and efficient, as well as a total 2 k porno slut.

I asked the cook if she needed to go down to the market for tonight’s meal. She did, and went away to gather her bags and hat. She had a drawer in the kitchen with wads of cash from which she took a sample, to bargain was her best sport. I got my hat and a bag, then backed out the Mercedes limo, which was totally inappropriate for a shopping trip to the market, but it hadn’t been driven for two weeks and the cook loved to travel in the back.

Dropping her by the market, I agreed to pick her up in forty minutes. That gave me just enough time to find a park near the Aberdeen Typhoon Shelter. I took my hat and released my rowing skiff, put it in the water and stepped in. Five energetic minutes later I was at my boat, tied on and climbed aboard. She was my luxury, as my other expenses were mostly covered by the House, I had some disposable income. This old yacht helped to use a lot of it. I unlocked the hatch and went below, sniffing for unusual smells.

Raising the floor hatch I started to sponge out the bilge, the water was not too dirty which was pleasing. It had been two weeks since I had been aboard and a storm had hit last weekend. I tipped the bucket over the side, then closed the floor. Going on deck I checked the sail cover (tight) and the warp to the buoy she swung from. I found only minimal wear. I opened the motor box cover under the cockpit steps and disconnected the battery, which I swung up on deck. Locking the hatch again I got down into the skiff, heaved the battery down carefully then rowed back ashore.

The Merc was hot from the sun despite the white paint (just like Marcos’ one), but soon cooled as I drove to collect cook and her bags. The car smelt of fresh vegetables by the time we were back at the House. I put the huge car back in the garage then put the battery on the charger.

Jackie was out on the lawn speaking to his undergardener- the guy who did the actual work. Jackie’s job did not in truth have much to do with spades and mowers, but he did take oversight of the grounds. I walked around by the pool to where I could get a better view of the Bay below. Colette was swimming steady fast lengths in a black one-piece suit with almost no back to it.

Calling to Jackie I suggested he take the BMW for his travel tonight. It had been little used recently. He agreed as he liked to drive it. He waved to the lawn guy, and headed back to the House, pausing to watch Colette do a couple of lengths. She was like a seal in the water, making effortless tumble turns at each end.

Unlike all the others, I had never seen Colette naked, or even nearly so. She was sexually active with the customers when needed, but remained covered. I was intrigued by her and wanted to break into her secret world, yet feared the consequence of prying.

I took a green tea from the kitchen back to my rooms to upload the day’s menu to my tablet. One threesome, one couple and the dinner party of four. No specialist transport requirements-all would 3 k porno be keeping their clothes on while in transit- dull, dull. Jackie would deal with the three, mine were the rest.

Once at the House the trio would be self-entertaining, the couple would be dealt with by Colette and Jackie and I would be helping Natalie and Fred with the dinner group. When I was not needed I would be watching the screens that kept an eye on the rooms. Strong restraints were to be used for the trio and the couple had asked for a frame.

While no return times were specified, I guessed I would have the last of them home well before dawn. A quiet night which would not be very busy would let me think more than was comfortable.

I did the minimal housework my tiny flat needed (pride would not let me use the maid’s help) then showered and laid out my clothes for the night. Mormon-style pale shirt and dark pants, but no tie, thank god. I was still adapting to the tropical climate after the higher latitudes where I had been living. Jackie was wearing a jacket some nights now, not an option for me.

When I had my pants on, but no shirt, I noticed Colette in the driveway. She seemed undecided as to what she should do-very unusual for her. She had a sarong wrapped around her hips, and wore her moist black swimsuit casually with heavy sensuality.

I finished dressing then made my way to the House for my dinner.

The others were there before me, enjoying Cook’s delicious food. There was banter between Natalie and Jackie, with Fred adding a word or two. Colette spoke little, as usual and was now clad in a very ordinary house dress, like the Parisienne femme de menage she might pass for.

The sun had passed behind the hill to the west and dusk was advancing rapidly as I went to the garage again.

—(;)—

The night had not been quite as relaxing as I had hoped. The group using the upper House had been demanding, needing male help with the two submissive women despite Natalie’s best efforts with her strap-on. Both women were used repeatedly by their male companions as well as Fred and I. They were not young, though still attractive, and seemed well-used to such treatment. There were times when each of them had two cocks within her. The table, sofa and floor carpet were all used for fucking. Natalie helped to put them to bed around 3.30am.

My hours were nominally dusk to dawn, but I was going to be late to bed. Dawn was breaking as I walked with the couple to their apartment. I left them at their door and returned to street level in the Central area. I had a ten minute walk to the van, due to the road closures from the Occupy group. Those young people were starting to come to life- dutiful students back to class by breakfast time, but on the barricades each night.

As I crossed De Voeux Road a taxi stopped on the other side and she got out. Despite conservative business attire it could be no other. She walked efficiently to a nearby building and mounted the stairs to the door. I whistled loudly, she turned to look and waved as she spotted me across the street, and then she stepped inside a building that was too high for me to see its top.

When I had opened the van, I opened WeChat and messaged “I’d like to meet you on Monday. Are you available?” Almost immediately she responded with “Yes”.

The Delivery

Amateur

Being fresh out of high school with no work experience made it hard to find a good paying job, so I had to take what I could get. Having a good car and being at least 18 years old were the only requirements to work at Anthony’s Pizza and with good tips, you could easily make over minimum wage. Given the other options available, this seemed like a pretty good one. Not to mention you could take home any “burner” pizzas at the end of the night.

During my first week of work, I was waiting for orders to come in with a couple of the other drivers. They always got first dibs since they had been with the company longer. When the areas known for good tips came up, they’d always jump for those, which was an expected part of being the new guy. However, one day while waiting for orders, I noticed that an address in a lucrative neighborhood popped up. The other drivers saw the address and responded oddly.

“Jesse, you can take this one. All yours,” said Bobby, one of the more tenured drivers there.

“Are you sure?” I responded, a little confused at why he’d turn away a potential big tip.

“Oh yeah, this one is all you,” he responded in a tone that was hard to pinpoint.

“Cool, thanks,” I replied, not knowing what I was getting into.

I grabbed the pie, tossed it in the warming bag and made my way to Glistening Lake, an affluent subdivision just 10 minutes down the street. My GPS did all the work, taking me to an enormous two-story home in the back of the subdivision. It looked like a mansion, and had to be sitting on at least 2 acres of land. I grabbed the warming bag and made my way to the front door to ring the bell.

When the door opened, I was greeted by one of the most beautiful creatures I had ever seen. She was roughly the same height as me (5’10”) and had long blonde curly hair. She was wearing a two piece black bikini, which showed off almost all of her incredible body. She had long, toned legs that went on for miles. Her hips jutted out and formed into her perfectly shaped and robust butt. She had a trim waist that stretched up to two large, round D-cup breasts that were barely held in by her skimpy black top.

She had beautiful, green eyes and a small, slightly turned up nose. Her lips were thick, slightly pouty and naturally pink and when she smiled, she had the most alluring dimples. Her skin was perfectly tanned with no noticeable tan lines.

In short: she was the perfect woman.

“Well, hello there handsome. I’m Brandi, what’s your name?”

I was stunned standing in front of her, and I barely even registered that she had spoken to me. Her words shook me back to alertness, making me also realize that I had been staring directly at her considerable breasts the entire time. She was fully aware and seemed to welcome the attention.

“If you take a picture, it will last longer sweetie,” Brandi replied, smiling and winking at me as she did.

“Oh god, I’m so sorry. My name is Jesse ma’am. I’ve got the pie you ordered. That will be $15.73,” I sputtered out, trying to regain my composure unsuccessfully.

I couldn’t believe the guys at work turned this house down. They clearly recognized the address and yet volunteered me to take this order. What idiots, I thought to myself.

“Come in for a minute while I get you the cash, will you dear?” said Brandi, who had turned to walk back into the house.

I walked in behind her, watching her perfectly shaped and stunningly smooth backside move hypnotically with every step. Her bikini bottom was sparse to begin with, and the walking motion exposed most of her amazing ass to me. I couldn’t take my eyes off her, and my cock had grown in response.

We walked over to a table in the hallway that had her purse on top of it. She reached inside and pulled out a $50 dollar bill, handing it to me. I immediately went to my pocket to pull out change before she stopped me and said, “No need dear. I don’t need any change.”

Wow, not only was she drop-dead gorgeous, but she was giving me over 30 bucks for a tip! I had truly hit the jackpot.

“Are you sure? That’s way too much, honestly,” I responded, unable to believe her generosity.

“I tell you what Jesse, if you want to earn the rest of that tip, there is one quick thing I need a favor with,” Brandi responded

“Sure. I’d be glad to help,” I responded, not even knowing what the favor was.

“I need you to put tanning oil on my back for me. I was laying out when you showed up. Can you do that for me darling?” Brandi responded in a voice so sexy, it nearly brought me to my knees.

I audibly gulped at the thought of laying my hands on this beautiful woman.

“I’d be glad to,” I said. My voice cracked like a boy in puberty, which was mortifying. It also drew a slight chuckle out of the goddess in front of me, who had now turned and was heading towards her back-yard. I put the pizza down on the table and followed her out back.

As we reached her back yard, I saw an enormous olympic sized pool surrounded by altyazılı porno the most expansive deck I’ve ever seen. Brandi walked over to a pool recliner and reached around to undo her bikini top. She turned to face me, exposing her amazing breasts to me. She was clearly not shy.

Her breasts were the stuff of dreams. They were teardrop shaped and incredibly robust. They spanned the entire width of her chest, filling every inch. Her nipples were dark pink and were poking out, and her areolas were large and oval shaped and of the same color. As she moved, her breasts swayed fluidly from side to side, the sight of which nearly made me cum in my pants.

Brandi then turned toward the recliner and laid down chest first.

“The lotion is on the table,” she said, ready for me to apply it to her back.

I walked over, put some lotion in my hands, and proceeded to massage it into her fully exposed back. Each rubbing motion drew an “Mmmmm” sound out of her, which only turned me on even more. After a minute or two, I had finished applying the lotion, and wiped my hands off on the towel on the table.

“Jesse, I know you have to get back to work, but if you want to help apply more lotion to me later, feel free to come back in a few hours. My front still needs to be rubbed down as well,” she said to me, nearly knocking me over with her words.

“I’m off work in an hour. I’ll be back right after I’m done and I get a chance to clean up,” I responded quickly, my brain not doing most of the thinking now.

“Mmmmm. That sounds wonderful. See you soon, sweetie,” Brandi replied, sensually.

I made my way back to Anthony’s and was greeted by some of my co-workers.

“Well, how’d it go?” asked Bobby, as I walked thru the door.

“Fine. She gave me a $30 tip,” I responded nonchalantly.

“That’s it? Nothing else happened?” said Gary, another driver who was listening intently as well.

“Nope. She gave me the tip and I was on my way,” I responded, not wanting to reveal too much lest I get myself fired.

“Yeah, I’m sure she gave you her tip alright,” Bobby responded under his breath.

The full meaning of that statement wouldn’t hit me until later.

Finishing the job

———————–

After closing out my day, I got in my car and raced back home. I jumped in the shower, got cleaned up and nearly bathed myself in my best (and only) cologne. I jumped back in my car and raced back to Brandi’s house like a dog in heat.

When I knocked on the door, Brandi answered it wearing the same two piece bikini from earlier.

“Oh, look at you Jesse. Prompt and ready to go. I like that,” she responded upon opening the door. “Come in, sweetie. We’re going to have some fun.”

I followed her in, again watching her stunning ass as it swayed from side to side. My cock rapidly grew stiff, as I anticipated what was to come.

“I’m going to need you to finish the job from earlier, ” Brandi said, as we made our way to the back yard again. She stopped at the recliner, turned around to face me, and proceed to drop her top again.

“Can you do that for me love? Do you mind rubbing my front side for me now?” Brandi asked, as she moved toward me, pulling my hands up to her perfect, large breasts. My hands instinctively began to massage the mounds, tweaking the nipples with my finger tips.

“Mmmmmm. That’s perfect, Jesse. Just like that,” Brandi said with a sexual purr.

Brandi stopped my massaging momentarily to pull my shirt off and to nearly rip my jeans clean off of me. She saw my rigid cock poking through my boxers and grabbed it softly in her hands. She slowly started stroking it while also drawing me close for an open-mouthed kiss.

After a moment, she reached both hands down and tore my boxers off of me. I was now completely naked in front of her, my 7 inches standing fully erect.

“I’ve got a surprise for you tiger. I hope you like it,” Brandi said.

She began shimmying her bikini bottom to the ground. Between her legs was a patch of some sort that she pulled at. As she pulled the patch away, a large, pink hairless cock emerged!

Holy shit! Brandi was a transsexual! It all made sense now. The guys at work sending me here. The comments and questions after I showed back up. They knew about her and they sent me here as a joke.

What they didn’t know was that I had a thing for transsexuals. I had found myself bored with normal porn, and through some curious exploration, had found myself absolutely enthralled with transsexuals. I had often thought about what it would like to be with one and now, here I was, with a stunning one standing naked in front of me.

Brandi’s cock was beautiful and huge. It had to be at least 8 inches long – certainly bigger than mine, which was no slouch. As I stood there staring at her stunning body, the only word I could muster was “Wow.”

A sly smile came across her face. Her cock began to stiffen in front of me, and I couldn’t take my eyes zenci porno off of it. Brandi drew us together, pulling our cocks next to each other.

“I take it you like what you see, love?” Brandi asked me.

“Oh god, yes. You’re stunning,” I replied.

Brandi began stroking both of our cocks with her hands. The feel of her large unit next to mine was incredibly arousing. Our faces met again as she stroked us off, our lips opening to let our tongues wrestle between our interlocked lips. My hands had moved back up to her enormous mounds and proceeded to massage both of them again while she continued to stroke both of our stiffened units in unison.

After a moment, Brandi let go of our cocks and grabbed my hand to walk me over to her pool recliner. She had me lay down, my rigid unit sticking proudly into the air. She repositioned herself with her face towards my cock, and hers pointing down at my face. She carefully straddled her hips over me, placing the head of my cock into her mouth. Even though I had never done this before, I knew exactly what to do, grabbing her cock with my hand and placing the head on my lips.

We began sucking on each other’s cocks, her lips and tongue massaging the head of my rigid member perfectly. I did the same to her, occasionally taking my mouth off the tip to stroke her cock gently.

“Ohhhhh god, Jesse. That’s perfect. More of that please. Oh godddddd,” Brandi moaned as I continued to suck on her beautiful, perfect cock.

She continued to do the same to me, drawing me closer and closer to ecstasy. We laid there, sucking and licking and stroking one another. I could feel her large breasts press against me as she rested her body on me. More and more we continued. With each moment, our sucking and stroking grew more and more intense.

Brandi was bobbing her head up and down on my shaft with intensity, while I was stroking her large cock in my hand, occasionally placing the tip of it on my lips and running my tongue across it. Both of us were intently pleasuring the other and our bodies began to heave with uncontrollable, sexual energy.

I could feel my body begin to clench up as my cock started to fill with my seed. As if in unison, Brandi’s body also froze. For a split second, our bodies froze at the same time – ready to explode together.

Suddenly, my cock began spurting my cum into Brandi’s mouth. I had never cum that hard before, and I nearly blacked out at the intensity of the explosion. At the same time, I felt Brandi’s rock hard cock also erupt into my mouth. Her salty, white cum hit the back of my throat, nearly choking me.

For nearly a minute, we laid together as our bodies shot our seed into one another. I had never done anything like this before, but it somehow felt completely comfortable. The taste of her was intense, but amazing.

After our collectively trembling subsided, Brandi stood up and repositioned herself to lay next to me on the large recliner. Our lips met once again, in a passionate and prolonged kiss.

“I’ll be honest, tiger, I never know how someone is going to respond to seeing all of me. You, however, genuinely surprised me. I’ve never had someone be as receptive as you were,” Brandi said exhaustedly, as she looked me in the eyes.

“You’re amazing and that may have been the most intense sexual experience I’ve ever had,” I replied back.

“Well, we’re not done yet. There’s so much more to come,” Brandi said confidently, placing another long, satisfying kiss on my lips.

The kiss proceeded, our tongues familiarizing themselves with one another again. The feel of her large breasts pressing against me was incredible, and my previously exhausted cock suddenly found a second wind. Brandi broke our kiss and straddled me. She seductively cupped her left breast in her hand and moved it to meet my lips. I latched onto the large mound, sucking on it intensely, whipping my tongue back and forth across her nipple.

“Ohhhh, Jesse. Mmmmmmm,” she cried out in pleasure.

I forcefully grabbed her and pulled her other breast to my lips, again sucking on it passionately while my hand massaged the other breast. My free hand reached down to find her cock, which had also begun to find its second wind. I began to stroke her as I held one breast in my hand and the other in my lips.

“Oh god. Mmmmmmmm,” Brandi moaned out in guttural, sexual tone.

Suddenly, Brandi pulled away, whispering, “You’re going to make me explode again, you minx.” She reached over to the table next to us and grabbed a bottle. She squirted something into her hand and began to rub it on my cock. She also reached behind herself, apparently lubing up her ass as well.

“It’s not time for me to explode yet, lover, ” she said, as she began repositioning her body.

Slowly, Brandi began to lower herself onto my rock hard cock. As she spread her legs to do so, her massive cock pointed forward and upward, turning me on even more. I grabbed hold of it with my hand aldatma porno and gently stroked it.

I could feel her tight ass begin to envelop and surround my cock. It was a tight, incredible sensation. She moaned loudly as our bodies came together until I was fully inside of her.

For a moment, we sat there. My rock hard cock fully emerged into her and her rock hard cock pressing against me. She leaned forward, pulling me in for another passionate kiss. As we kissed, her hips began to move up and down ever so slightly. My cock began pushing in and out of her, the sensation clearly overwhelming her. More and more she moved up and down and more and more the motion became more pronounced.

The sexual sensation was riveting. As she bounced up and down on my cock, her large, perfect breasts bounced fluidly in unison. At the same time, her rock hard she-cock began slapping up and down on my body. With each second that passed, her bouncing got more and more intense and her sexual moans became more pronounced and loud.

“Ohhhhhh Jesse. Oh god, Mmmmmmmmmmmm. This feels so good,” she cried out.

Her hips gyrated ever so slightly as she pounded up and down on my cock, which only made her look even more sexual with each movement. The sight of her rigid, large cock bouncing up and down was something I couldn’t take my eyes off of, save for the sight of her massive breasts doing the same right above it.

“Oh god Jesse, I think I’m going to cum. Oh god!” Brandi yelled out as her body tensed up and her back arched backwards. Her ass tightened around my own pulsating cock, and my body clenched up as I began erupting hot, white cum inside of her.

Her cock – resting ever so slightly on my waist – began twitching and started to shoot out massive gobs of milky white cum. It spasmed and twitched up and down as it shot stream after stream of her womanhood for what seemed like hours.

“Uhhhhhhh. Oh god. Mmmmmmm,” was all Brandi could mutter, as her cock continued to explode.

After a few moments, our collective orgasms subsided yet again. We had both just cum for the second time in less than 30 minutes, and we were nearly wiped out. Again, Brandi collapsed on top of me, meeting me for a soft and gentle kiss. As she laid on top of me, our cocks met one another between our bodies, resting side by side.

“I’ve never cum like that before. There’s something about you, Jesse. You bring out the animal in me,” Brandi said quietly.

“I’ve never been with a woman like you. You’re a dream come true,” I responded.

After sitting together quietly for a while, we stood up and grabbed our clothes to head inside. After a quick shower together, we both collapsed naked together on the massive bed in her bedroom upstairs.

New Experiences

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The next morning, I awoke with Brandi nestled next to me. We were both still naked, and as the light of the morning sun crept in, it highlighted her perfect body, making it look angelic. She opened her eyes slowly, catching my eyes scanning her beautiful body. My eyes traveled all over her, admiring her the large breasts currently pressed into me, all the way down to her still sizable cock below.

“Your eyes betray you, as does your cock,” Brandi said playfully to me as she became fully awake, noting my stiffening cock before her.

“How open are you to different experiences, Jesse?” Brandi asked me, as she gently grabbed my growing cock in her hand.

Sensing what she was asking, I responded, “Very open. I want to know what it is to be with you fully. Whatever you want, I’m completely up for.”

“Ohhhh, I like that answer. I like it a lot,” Brandi said, leaning towards me and planting a kiss on my lips. “I’m going to make you mine,” she added seductively.

With that, Brandi moved to her knees on the bed, her hand still stroking my ever hardening cock. Each movement of her body screamed sexuality, with the way her breasts swayed and her own rigid cock bounced. Watching her body move was a turn-on by itself.

She popped up from the bed and to the nightstand, where she grabbed another bottle of lube. She jumped back on the bed, positioning herself between my legs. I was nervous at what we were about to do, but I couldn’t wait either.

“Have you ever had anyone inside you before, tiger?” Brandi asked.

“No. Never, ” I responded.

“I’ll be gentle, I promise,” she said reassuringly.

Despite my anticipation, I was a little nervous at what to expect. Brandi had a rather large cock, and given that I was a “virgin” so to say, this could end up going poorly. Yet, I was more than willing to give it a shot.

Brandi had put a little bit of lube on her fingers and began slowly inserting one into my hole. It was a strange sensation and my body naturally clenched up. She encouraged me to relax, which I did as much as possible.

Slowly, but surely, she continued to work on me, getting two – then three – fingers inside of me at once. The pain was definitely there, but she surprised me when she hit my prostate. An intense sexual sensation rushed up my spine, and my cock stiffened tightly at the pleasure.

“Oh, there it is. You’re going to love this once we get going,” Brandi said, a devilish look in her eyes.

Enslaved , Degraded Ch. 02

Babes

The sound of a click brought me back to earth from a deep sleep. I opened my eyes and found myself staring at a sumptuous hotel suite. My eyes tracked about the room, taking it in. I was lying on my side in a luxurious bed. Behind me I could sense Julia breathing slowly and deeply, still asleep. Heavy curtains hung closed on one side of the room which was decorated with carved wooded furniture. I shifted my head slightly and saw a trolley with a coffee pot and breakfast things on it. Steam was gently rising from the pots, so I presumed it had just arrived. The click that had woken me must have been the door closing on the porter’s way out.

I felt disoriented, unable to remember anything but a vivid dream of humiliation, bondage, oral sex… Even thinking about it gave me a warm feeling in my groin. If I could have sexy dreams like that all the time… but still, why couldn’t I remember what had really happened since checking in? We had been promised a romantic getaway, we had checked in, there was a woman named Monique… What else?

Perhaps a cup of coffee would clear my head. With great effort, I pulled myself out of the bed and made my way toward the breakfast trolley. Two steps out of the bed I caught my reflection in a rather large wall mirror and stopped short with a gasp.

I could see in the mirror that I had a black leather collar around my neck. And that I was completely devoid of body hair from the neck down. I saw that a metal tag dangled from the collar. It read “Pussy Slave.” A warm charge shuddered through my body. How the hell had this happened? Had Julia done this? My cock, looking very exposed with no pubic hair, quickly swelled as I watched it from semi to fully erect. Everything seemed wrong and right at the same time. I should have felt worried but I was so excited.

Through the mirror I saw Julia stir and sit up, bewildered. She was wearing a collar as well. I turned to face her, not failing to notice her luscious tits, which were peeking out from the bedcovers.

“How did we get…?” she started to ask, trailing off as she peered around the room.

“I don’t know” I responded playfully, “I thought… I mean I had these really intense dreams… But now,” I pointed to my collar, “It’s like some of it really happened.”

As the realisation sank in on Julia her right hand moved involuntarily over her stiffening nipples, “Oh my god,” she breather, “that was so intense…” She trailed off, her eyes moving down to my naked penis and back up my body to the collar. “Oh my god.” she said again, probably unaware that her grip was tightening around her breast while her left hand, under the covers, was almost certainly touching her smoothly shaven pussy.

“I see you have a collar, too.” I said.

Her hand went up to her neck and touched the collar and the tag. “What does mine say?” she asked in a hushed voice. Her breathing was becoming shorter and heavy as the memories of the past day flooded back. Like me, she was getting very excited.

“It says, ‘Fuck Me.'” I told her as I moved toward her, “And I think I will. Right now.”

“Oh, yes,” she gasped, letting herself fall back on the bed, “Fucking fuck me right now.”

I started to move toward the bed, slowly, letting the anticipation grow but I was stopped short by a woman’s voice.

“Thomas. Do not even think about touching her.” I spun around to see Monique’s face on the now illuminated TV set. It felt like she was looking right at me and, in spite of myself, I covered my privates with my hand.

“Good morning, Julia and Thomas” She said, causing us to look at each other in surprise, “I’m afraid the dosage of the chemical you ingested yesterday tends to temporarily cloud short term memory. In case you don’t remember me, my name is Monique. You’re here on a holiday, arranged by your friends Pete and Michelle – more about them later. Right now you have an important decision to make. Thomas, would you wheel the tea cart over to the bed and get in, please?”

Silently, self-consciously, I did as I was told. As soon as I climbed back into my side of the bed, Monique continued, confirming that she could see into the room.

“This morning you are probably experiencing flashbacks as if of an intense sexual dream. This ‘dream’ may turn you on (and I suspect it does) or it may not. Either way you have a choice. Look around you. This is the equivalent of a five-star luxury hotel suite. You can enjoy it as such and return to your lives as if nothing happened but a strange, shared dream. Once your body hair grows back you’ll have trouble deciding if any of this was real or just your imagination. You may never even mention it to one another. Over time it will simply fade away, as dreams do.

“The alternative is more challenging. It will change your lifestyle irreversibly. If you choose this path, you will choose to continue down the path you merely glimpsed yesterday. You will cede control to us and your new owners and for the rest of the weekend (or more, who sex izle knows?) you will enter a sensual realm beyond your imaginings. Your sexual servitude will be enforced and there will be no turning back.

“The choice is yours. Here is what you must do. Thomas, pour a cup of coffee for each of you.”

I poured the coffee, black into two cups and passed one to Julia beside me.

“After you drink the coffee,” Monique continued, “you will feel drowsy and you will slip into a brief sleep. We will enter the room after that. If we find you have removed the collars from your necks, we will collect them and leave your luggage. You will wake and the place will be yours. Enjoy yourselves and leave when you wish. If we find that you have elected to leave your collars in place… Well…,” she chuckled, “if we find you like that we will collect you instead. Now, please, enjoy your coffee and make your decision.”

With a flash the image of Monique faded from the screen. I turned to face Julia and saw, to my horror that she was already bringing the coffee cup to her lips.

“Julia, wait. Shouldn’t we discuss this first?”

“Of course, honey. I was just having a sip.” She paused and look me in the eye. “What do you want, baby?”

I took a sip from the cup to match hers. “Well, I’m not sure. I mean it was pretty exciting…”

“It was, wasn’t it?” She took another sip. “It was like the hottest wild fantasy that I never imagined living out,”

“But maybe we should slow down a bit, honey.” I said, “I mean we don’t know where this is going. How it will change our lives…”

“But that’s why it’s so exciting. Anyway, it’s just for the weekend.” (or maybe more, I remembered Monique saying…) “We’re way out here. No one knows where we are, not our family or friends… except Pete and Michelle and they must have been through all this and they obviously survived. No one ever needs to find out about this except them. They gave us this present. They know how we need this. How I need this,” she paused and dropped her eyes, “Didn’t it make you excited to be dominated like that?”

“Yes, it did but…” I took another sip, and so did she.

“Did it turn you on when Mistress handled you so roughly and so… intimately?”

“Yes.” We both took another sip, breathing heavily.

“What about when you saw me tied up and being… licked by those boys. Did you like that?”

Yes.” I whispered.

“When you licked the… dildo… and my pussy and… my… ass… Was that good for you?”

“Oh, yes. God yes!”

Julia drained her cup and looked me. I finished my coffee and put our cups back on the cart.

I turned back to Julia. She was lying back in the bed, her eyes half closed. “Go to sleep, honey.” she murmured. What was happening to us was starting to really happen. It made me nervous.

“Wait, honey.” I said, “Stay with me. This is too fast. I need to think this through.”

I reached for the collar around my neck, trying to find the buckle to release it. I met Julia’s eyes briefly as they rolled back into her head and she passed out. My fingers closed around the buckle but I couldn’t move it… couldn’t move them… couldn’t move at all… fell onto the bed… into blackness.

***

Dark. Hot. Damp.

I tried to make sense of the world I couldn’t see. I was blindfolded, still naked, covered in sweat. My mouth, covered with tape. The air was hot, almost like a sauna. I was seated upright on some kind of wooden bench, my arms at my sides each tied fast to another person’s arm. My back against another. Seated back to back with… Julia? I could hear her, feel her breathing.

I couldn’t hear anything else except a low, throbbing hum through the floor. I tried, tentatively to move my feet and found them tied together by the same kind of cord that was holding our arms. I tried to move my arm and felt tension across my body. I began to realise that cord was everywhere. Not just wrapped around our arms and legs but across my chest and around my groin. It was even tautly looped around the base of my cock and balls, pulling them together in a strange bundle. Every slight move I tried to make resulted in a tightening everywhere, on both of us.

This was about to be demonstrated as I could sense Julia starting to awaken. Her breathing accelerated and I began to feel the intense constriction as she panicked and tried to move. I tried not to flinch as she wildly struggled against the bonds, inflicting pain upon both of us. In spite of being gagged, our moans of pain were so loud that my ears were filled with her agonised whimpers and mine. The rope squeezed tightly in about a hundred places on my body and hers. Gradually, she was able to get control of herself and stop twitching. Back to back, we slowed our breathing down together. It was so hot that I was now drenched in sweat, which was soaking into the cord.

That’s when I became aware of the laughing. Somewhere in the room people were laughing alt yazılı porno and clapping; at least two people -a man and a woman, but maybe more.

“That was simply excellent,” said a woman, Monique, from about ten feet away, “The way you two torture yourselves is so effective, you leave almost nothing for us professionals to do,” she chuckled again, “but I’m sure we’ll come up with something, sinister.” This elicited more laughter and scattered applause from the room of, it now seemed, perhaps half a dozen people.

As the noise died down, I could hear the clicking of footsteps in stiletto-heeled boots moving toward us. The room fell completely silent as the footsteps moved closer with a slow, casual, almost languid gait. I held my breath as I could feel Monique’s presence just inches away from my left side. She stood there in silence, as if contemplating what to do. Then the footsteps began again as she slowly circled us, coming to a stop on my right side.

“As you can see, masters and mistresses, Master Wolf has done an excellent job of trussing these two together in such a way that if either of them moves both of them will feel the constriction… and the resulting pain.” As she said this she tugged at the cord in several places, making me want to scream. “This is an excellent way to introduce your slaves to total obedience, since not even the slightest rebellion goes unpunished.”

For some reason, at this point Julia flinched, and the cord tightened around us. I can only assume Monique had hurt her in some way.

“Now we begin to learn about our slaves,” she continued, “What are their thresholds of pain? How much can they endure without flinching? On the one hand, the punishment for moving is constant. Knowable.”

Monique’s gloved finger gently traced a path from my neck down to my groin, taking hold of my growing cock.

“On the other hand, the stimulus offered can be quite…” She squeezed tightly and twisted, causing me to nearly implode in agony, “…unexpected.”

I lost it and writhed in the bonds, feeling the pain and its effects on Julia, too, both of us screaming through our covered mouths, unable to stop until Monique released me.

The group applauded again. I felt so ashamed, embarrassed at this semi-public humiliation.

“What a wimp,” Monique blandly commented before leaning over to breathe into my ear, “I’m going to make you my little bitch.”

She straightened again and addressed the others, “Of course, pure physical pain isn’t for everyone. There so many more interesting ways to make them suffer. Master Wolf, will you join me here please?”

Another set of footsteps approached and circled to stop near Monique.

“First of all, Wolf, my compliments on your rope work. It is clearly very effective.” There was scattered clapping. “Now, would you be kind enough to demonstrate the next steps, please.”

“Thank you, yes,” his voice was slightly hoarse, with a noticeable eastern European accent, “You want to take the action to the next level, you need to loosen the bonds somewhat.” I felt his hand on my chest, pulling the cord slightly away from my body.

“The easiest is to make one cut in this line,” I shivered at the sudden chill of a steel blade sliding between my skin and the cord. It must have been a five or six inch long knife. I held my breath. My discomfort was obvious and Wolf chuckled softly to himself, letting the blade linger in place before finally twisting it to cut the cord in one quick motion.

The bonds now felt looser and I started to relax and breath again. Wolf grabbed my chin in his hand and put the knife blade against my throat. He brought his face against mine, facing almost cheek to cheek in the same direction. “Did I tell you to fucking relax, you fucking worm?” he rasped in a low voice.

I stopped breathing again. This guy was terrifying. But somehow, amidst my awareness of his stubble against my cheek, his hot breath almost on my taped mouth, I felt a thrill in my gut. My cock straining against the cords around its base. I gave two meek grunts to answer his question.

“Monique, ” he said quietly, “I’m going to need his mouth open in time. I’m going to pull the tape.”

“That is fine, Wolf. As you wish.”

“Thank you.” He released me and straightened up, “Now, the bonds are looser. They have some movement. But only a few inches here or there. Watch.” In one quick jerk he pulled the tape off my mouth. I recoiled in pain, quickly finding the limits to my freedom as the cords constricted again, putting both Julia and myself into further pain. “You see? We have just enough slack to have some fun with our slaves.” He leaned his head back in toward me, his lips almost brushing mine. “Are you happy to have your mouth open, pussy slave?” he asked in a low voice. I could practically feel his lips moving as he said it. I now had enough freedom to pull my head away, but I didn’t dare.

Instead I breathed back my response, altyazılı sex izle “Yes Master Wolf.”

“That’s good, slave, because I’m going to put something in it.” I tried not to react as my pulse raced. “But first, ” he said slightly louder, “I need to fuck this wife of yours.”

Julia flinched involuntarily. Wolf chuckled and so did the audience. He left me and I heard him circling around to face her. “How about it, bitch? You ready?”

Julia moaned. I could feel her body tensing. I supposed she was blindfolded like me and couldn’t see exactly what was coming.

“Now look, people,” Wolf continued, “you see the way I have tied her so accessing her pussy will not be a problem. And now that they are slightly loosened, I have all the room for motion I need, while they both still feel the constriction. In a way, it is as though I am fucking them both at the same time.”

For the next minute or so, no one spoke and I couldn’t be sure exactly what was happening. Julia made a series of moaning sounds, each time higher than the last, and flinched from time to time. I tried to relax into those spasms to make it easier for both of us. It felt like it was hotter than ever in the room. And moist, I was now completely soaked in sweat and could feel it running down Julia’s back. I concluded we must be in some kind of large sauna that was also a sort of theatre.

Then it was clear that Wolf had entered her from the new sound she made and the way she leaned into me.

“That’s it slut. Take it all.” Wolf’s voice was closer to my ear now. He might as well have been speaking to me, “You never had a cock so big as mine, eh?”

He began rocking her, and me, slowly at first, almost teasingly. The deeper he pushed into her, the more the ropes gripped my flesh. My only release was when he withdrew and she relaxed. She had settled into a kind of whimpering, moaning sound that I’d never heard before. It rose in arcs, reaching crescendo as Wolf plunged his full depth into her.

“I think I will make her come, eh, slave,?” Wolf spoke to me, “Maybe more than you ever did, eh? Maybe you don’t know how to fuck her at all. Maybe I will show you something. Here,” He reached his hand around my face and put two of his fingers on my mouth, “You taste.” I opened my mouth and let his fingers in. I could taste her pussy juice all over them. He was still fucking her as he did this. “You like, slave?” He pulled his fingers out enough for me to speak.

“Yes, Master Wolf.”

“You thank me!”

“Thank you Master Wolf”

“You thank me louder.” He thrust harder into Julia.

“Thank you Master Wolf!” I practically shouted.

“Your mouth needs warming up. Monique?”

While Wolf kept up the pace, Monique addressed the room for the first time in so long, I had almost forgotten she was there. “A side show. You all saw this one lick his wife’s ass on the videotape. Is there anyone out there who’d like to see what else his tongue can do?” a pause, “Yes, you? Really? Well come on up here then, Mistress.”

Through the increased pressure of Wolf’s pounding and the moaning from Julia I heard more steps, a bit of giggling and shifting, and then I felt a woman’s bare leg slip between mine. She lifted her other leg upon the bench beside my waist in such a way that, when Wolf was thrust me forward, my mouth came very near where her pussy would be.

“I don’t need to tell you what to do, do I, Pussy-slave?” purred Monique, “Get to work.”

The woman standing over me took hold of my head with her hand, and the on Wolf’s next thrust, she pulled my face into her snatch. It was clean-shaven like Julia’s, and I thought to myself how odd it was to be encountering a shaven pussy again, for the second time ever, in such a short span of time.

Whoever this woman was, she was athletic. She began to sway back forth in time with the rest of us, so that my mouth never lost contact with her smooth labia. Feeling strangely disoriented, I pushed my tongue between her lips, tasting the familiar juices and teasing her clit. I was amazed that I could do this at all under the circumstances, but it seemed to be working as the grip on my head tightened.

The heat, the moisture. The motion, the constriction. The sensory deprivation, the sensory overload.

I was becoming light-headed, as though I would pass out soon.

Then it happened. Julia climaxed. A convulsive orgasm tightened like a vice on my body. A flood of juices poured into my mouth. I couldn’t breathe. Time seemed to stop. Everything felt like it was hanging in mid-air, about to collapse. And it did.

I might have blacked out for a couple of seconds. The next thing I remember, I was slumped into the cords breathing heavily in time with post-orgasmic Julia. There was no woman on top of me. Wolf was silent, or gone, and there was spirited clapping from the audience. Through the whole of that experience the cord had become quite loose, now just holding us together.

Something else had happened. My blindfold had been jarred ever so slightly upward and when I opened my eyes I could see -very little, but I could see. At the first the light, though dim, seemed so bright my eye took a moment to adjust. I could see shapes and some movement though.

Ensler’s Last Stand

Ashly Anderson

“The most important thing is, Ensler has to stop calling you Reggi.” Spruce smiled winsomely and casually tossed her mane of copper curls.

“But that’s my name, right?” Reggi looked at Ensler confusedly.

Ensler was feeling tense and a little weird. He had wanted his timorous little blonde wife to become a dominant, and he supposed he had fantasized about a full time femdom relationship.

But as he watched and listened to Spruce, he wondered if it was going a little too fast.

“You are Mistress Regina. Your name is even rather dominant, Reggi.”

“What, Regina? Yeah, I guess, but Ensler and I, we’re more than husband and wife, we’re friends, you know.”

“Right. But he’s forfeited the right to call you by your first name. And Regina, which means ‘to rule’ is just wonderful.”

Ensler wanted to speak up, but Spruce had become impatient with his interruptions.

“We need no ‘mansplaining’ Ensler.” Spruce had giggled, and she’d decreed that during counseling, Ensler would be gagged with a pair of her panties.

Reggi thought this was hilarious, but of course she valued his input.

“You have to understand, Reggi. Your husband has a big job, and he’s a fairly important person in the community.”

“He sure is.” Reggi looked at her husband admiringly, but then collapsed in giggles, seeing how silly he looked with the underwear almost stuffed down his throat.

It was a little ridiculous. Ensler didn’t have a particularly large mouth, and the panties were poking out of it, causing him to porno izle resemble a slack-jawed redneck.

“And so he’s under a lot of pressure.” Spruce gave Ensler a brief smile. “My Hubert owns the largest fertilizer company in the Midwest.”

“He sells shit, that’s–“

“Yes, and I make him eat it now and then. But Hubie, at home, needs lots of guidance. And keeping him in a diaper, or locking him in a cage in the bedroom when he’d rather be watching the Yankees or the “History Channel” gets him to re-prioritize things.”

“I kind of get that.”

“You’ve really enjoyed how Ensler treats you now, right? He’s more attentive in bed?”

“Oh, yeah, he’s really good with the oral.” Reggi giggled again as she gazed at her gagged husband.

“And he’s helping out around the house?”

“Yup. Ensler used to say he was too busy at work to help out, but the horsewhip really gets him energized when he comes in at night.”

“That’s right. I make Hubert take off his power suit when he gets in, and then I make him dance when he seems like he wants to futz around. Some nights I have mercy, and we just do the normal couple thing.”

“You do?”

“Sure, but it’s up to me. And it’s never more than once or twice a week. I keep Hubert dancing, and gradually you can do this for Ensler.”

“Well, yeah. I did it like you said. After the first counseling session, I began giving him discipline spankings, not just when we wanted to do kinky play.”

“Yes, that ‘playing’ and ‘scene’ nonsense is for the amateurs.”

“Right, amatör porno and after the second session, I began using the strap-on more. It seems to subdue him, maybe not quite as well as those panties do”

“That’s quite normal…”

“And when I use the strap on and the cattle prod on him, Ensie’s attitude is dreamy.”

“Progress! There’s no stopping it.”

“But he complains now–“

“Yes, that ungagged mouth” Spruce clucked her tongue.

“Well, he wanted me to put him in the cock-cage, and it went okay, he had all these chastity fantasies, but what he liked was more of a thing where he wears the cage, maybe for an hour, right?”

“Yes, Hubert used to do that.”

“Right. I was supposed to pretend I’d kept him in chastity for a year, and then unlock him and give him a hand job.”

Spruce looked at Ensler, raising an eyebrow. Men!

Ensler blushed. He wished he could close his mouth, he was drooling now. Was it his excitement about being with these hot women, or just not being able to close his mouth?

“So then we did seventy-two hours, as per your suggestion, and did he bitch and moan.” Reggi looked at her gagged husband again, and began giggling.

Ensler gazed at his mirthful wife. She was so cute, the way she giggled, and quite girlish, but now she was only cute and girlish when she unlocked him to give him a long tease, and then she became severe again.

She’d really gotten good at the corporal punishment. Ensler had told her anal porno he fantasized about her leaving marks, but oh was that a mistake.

“So the first time we did it for a week, no orgasms, I did tie him down and tease him a little, but he kept trying to talk me into letting him cum, or letting him fuck me.”

“Right. Notice how quiet he is now, though?” Spruce pointed a comical thumb at Ensler, who was openly drooling.

“You are going to make me shoot my latte through my nose, Spruce. Anyway, then we did two weeks, but he thinks he might die from blue balls now, because we almost did a month.”

“Stand up, Ensler, you idiot.” Spruce snapped her fingers, and when Ensler hesitated, she dragged him up by his ear.

Ensler watched Spruce’s breasts jut in an annoyed way in the vanilla turtleneck.

He watched dispiritedly as Spruce’s long purple tipped fingers unzipped his pants and yank them down, followed by his underwear.

There his cock was, straining in the little cage between his legs. Empurpled, so wet with pre-cum. (This session was quite arousing)

And of course it had been twenty-seven days now since his last orgasm.

“Now, Reggi, I am going to move Ensler’s penis around in this cage, and show you how it is medically impossible for him to have permanent damage from blue balls.”

“Wow, really?”

“Yes. Hubert cums four times a year. Once every ninety days, now watch me play with Ensler’s penis without letting him cum, and I will show you medically–“

Ensler lost control, and, without touching his cage, came all over the floor.

“Wow. That is wild.” Reggi looked at her husband’s cock, damp and wilting in the cage.

“Yes. These counseling sessions get stranger and stranger.” Mistress Spruce went to get some Kleenex.