by Kim Knight
‘Master ...’ she heard Kate say softly.
Sighing, he released her head but kept his hands in her hair as she continued to work at him. His actions had scared her, cooling her arousal and now she was keen to finish him as quickly as possible. His groans grew louder and she used that as encouragement, working hard and clenching her lips around him. Her fingers moved down to stroke his bollocks and, with a sigh, he spread his thighs as far as his trousers would allow. She stroked and gently pinched the flesh between her thumb and forefinger, finding the hard ball within and rolling it through her fingers. She felt his cock quiver and then she paused to allow his cock to spurt deep into her mouth. She coughed on the taste of him but managed to swallow most of his spunk.
Digging his fingers into her scalp, he lifted her head. He used his thumb to wipe away the come that had slipped from the corner of her mouth. Then, lifting his hand to Kate, she moved forward to lick his finger clean.
‘Do you think you deserve a reward for that?’
Alex glanced up and realised that he was talking to Kate, she lowered her gaze.
‘Master, serving you is reward enough.’
Marshall snorted and Alex wondered if he had heard the flatness in her voice that time. ‘Well ...’ he sighed, ‘... she certainly has learnt a lot ... I shall look forward to seeing what else you can teach her.’
‘Master, with your permission, I would like to introduce her to the lash.’
Alex looked up but a sharp look from Kate made her lower her gaze again.
He was thoughtful for a moment and then slowly nodded, ‘Hmmm, yes, as you wish ... but I should like to introduce her to my cock - properly - very soon.’
Kate nodded, a smile pulling at her lips, ‘Master, I assure you, I will do a good job of preparing her pussy for you to be the first to have her.’
‘What has she had inside her?’
‘My tongue, master, and the tips of my fingers ... nothing more. She has yet to be completely deflowered.’
Clearly thoughts of enjoying her virgin pussy aroused Marshall because his cock quickly hardened. ‘Make sure it stays that way,’ he announced as he stood up and undressed.
‘I will, Master.’
‘Good,’ he leant forward and gently took her arm, pulling her onto the bed. She lay before him, quivering with anticipation as he parted her thighs, running his fingers up and down the inner skin. She gasped as his fingers found her pussy, pressing gently at her clitoris. She lifted her hips, urging him to pleasure her further. He chuckled deep in his throat and slowly slipped his finger between her labia lips, making her cry out as his finger slipped into her pussy. He thrust it into her a few times before he pulled free and slipped three fingers back in. Kate groaned loudly, tipping her head back and squeezing her eyes tightly shut. As he moved his fingers into her, he bent forward and his lips and tongue found her clitoris.
‘Oh, fuck!’ Kate cried a few moments later, her body shuddering in sudden climax.
Marshall pulled his fingers free before the shudders of her climax had eased and moved over her, slipping into her slick cunt. She cried out again, lifting her foot to rest it on the mattress and lift her groin to meet him. He plunged deep into her, pressing his pelvis hard against hers. He held there for a moment before pulling back and slamming forward again.
‘Yes, Master!’ she cried, her voice quivering.
Alex watched them fucking, wanting nothing more than to slide her fingers between her thighs and ease the terrible tension that was building there. But she knew that, if she did, she would be tasting the lash before planned.
Suddenly Marshall pulled free and slapped her breast, ‘Roll over,’
She did so, stretching her arms out in front of her. He spat, rubbing his saliva around his cock and then used his large hands to push her buttocks apart. Kate gasped as she felt his cock nudging at her anus and she pulled away, ‘Gary, please,’ she whispered, ‘not tonight.’
His mood change instantly and he grabbed the collar around her neck, hauling her up so that he could hiss into her ear, ‘What the fuck did you say?’
‘Please, Gary, just make love to me.’
He snarled angrily, tightening his grip on the collar and making it cut across her throat, ‘You dare to tell me what to do?’
A tiny sob escaped her but she didn’t answer.
‘Do you really dare to tell me what I can and can’t do to this body?’ He threw her face down on the bed and crushed her body beneath his. ‘Don’t think that I will forget this ... present yourself for punishment in the morning.’
‘Yes, Master,’ Kate sobbed and then gave a loud cry as he forced his cock into her arse.
He fucked her harshly, using his anger to drive into her. She cried out, over and over, struggling beneath him as he fucked her. Alex watched, mouth open as she watched Kate struggling. A war of emotions collided within her. Part of her wanted to enjoy the sight of the woman being abused. After everything that she had done to her and made her do, to see her sobbing as the thick cock rammed her arse, she wanted to enjoy the sight. But she couldn’t. The woman had pleasured her, awakened her desires and allowed her to feel things about herself that she had never felt possible ... pride. She had been proud of herself when Marshall had come in her mouth and that was thanks to her. She looked away, unable to watch anymore.
It was a few minutes more before Marshall suddenly groaned loudly and his buttocks quivered as he held himself deep inside her. When he was done, he groaned again and rolled off her, leaving her with her face pressed into the mattress.
‘Put the slut in her room and then take a shower,’ Marshall ordered as he settled down on the pillow and pulled the covers over his naked body.
Silently, Kate lifted herself from the bed and beckoned for Alex to follow. They entered her bedroom and she sat on the bed, her hands held in her lap. Kate sighed, tired and angry, ‘Don’t fuck about tonight, just give me your wrist.’
Alex turned to stare at the cuff and chain, then turned back to Kate. But instead of presenting her arm, she took Kate’s wrist and pulled her onto the bed beside her, flipping her so that she was lying on her back beside her.
‘What the fu-’
Alex cut her off with a smothering kiss, her tongue searching between her lips. It was a moment before Kate responded but when she did it was with a hunger that Alex had rarely seen her display. After several bruising moments. she pulled back, gasping.
‘We can’t,’ Kate sighed, wiping her hand across her mouth.
Alex knew why Kate had refused but she held tight to her wrist and whispered, ‘I won’t tell him ... just let me pleasure you, Miss.’
Whether it was the hunger that she saw in Alex’s eyes or the words she had used but something broke Kate’s reluctance and she fell back on the bed, spreading her legs. Alex moved between them, her fingers sliding up her stomach to cup her breasts as her mouth moved lower. She found Kate’s pussy, soaking and eager for attention. She tasted Marshall on her and she cleaned him from her with an urgency that was mirrored in the quivers that ran up Kate’s thighs. She sucked and licked at her labia and clitoris, drove hard with her tongue into her open pussy. Suddenly Kate threw the back of her hand across her mouth and tipped her head back. Her stifled cry made Alex work all the harder at her pussy, lapping at the juice that gushed from her. And then, as the shudders eased, she sucked hard at the nub of her clitoris, causing fresh quivers to ripple her body. She pulled back and replaced her mouth with her hand, her searching fingers opening her cunt and filling her just as her husband’s cock had - except that this time the penetration would bring the final pleasure. Her groan was stifled by the hand at her mouth as her body succumbed yet again.
When Alex was sure that she had had enough, she slowly pulled her fingers free and fought down the desire to slide them into her own cunt.
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sp; Kate sat up slowly, quivering and forcing her breath to steady. ‘Tomorrow, you will taste the lash,’ she announced.
‘Miss, did I do wrong?’ Alex gasped.
‘No,’ Kate said softly, ‘I will be the only one to have the lash as punishment.’
‘Then why ...?’ Alex shook her head, unable to comprehend.
Kate stood and waved for her to lie back on the bed. When she had fastened the cuff around her wrist, she studied her small naked frame. ‘You are ready to take your pleasure to the next level,’ Kate announced.
‘With pain?’ Alex asked, anger tainting her voice.
Kate looked at her with surprise before a harshness came over her face, ‘You have come a long way, but do not forget your place.’
Alex stared around the room and shook her head, the taste of Kate was still strong on her tongue and she felt strangely betrayed. ‘I never asked for any of this,’ she sighed.
‘But do you regret accepting it?’ Kate asked and turned for the door, leaving the question hanging in the air.
No way back
The question seemed to still echo in the air when the door was opened the following morning but with no answer available, Alex just followed Kate out of the room and to whatever awaited her.
Kate was naked - the stripes across her back and buttocks revealing that Marshall had made good on his promise to punish her for her disobedience the night before. After last night, Alex was prepared for the collision of emotions that warred inside her at the sight of the welts on her smooth, lovely skin. But she wasn’t prepared for another emotion to join the battle ... desire. Alex’s pussy moistened at the sight of the bruises and her nipples hardened. She wondered if Marshall had fucked Kate after punishing her. Was she allowed pleasure after such things? With every day that passed, with every new awakening, it became clear that Alex still knew so little about this world. She wondered how far she would be dragged into it before she forgot why she stayed there. The heady, wonderful climaxes that Kate heaped upon her, robbing her of her senses, muddied the waters of her mind and it was becoming harder to remember Mia. But remember her she did, even if it took a moment to force an image of the young woman back into her mind.
They entered the dungeon beneath the stairs and Alex paused, a few feet into the room, as Kate closed and locked the door behind them. Alex frowned at her. Kate had not locked the door in several days, clearly content to trust Alex to not run at the first opportunity. The sight of her locking it now made Alex quiver with sudden fear. Kate noticed her reaction and nodded, ‘You have every right to be nervous, there is no going back after today.’ Alex licked her dry lips as she studied the welts across Kate’s breasts. The other woman noticed her line of sight, ‘I was disobedient,’ she announced, ‘Master had the right to punish me for that.’ She moved to the side of the room and returned with the flogger, the sight of it in her hand so familiar. ‘But I suffer under the crop for his pleasure too, when he so desires it,’ she said quietly, ‘that is his right too.’ She lifted the flogger to run the ends over Alex’s breast, ‘Master will fuck you in a few days, an honour for you to look forward to.’
Alex wanted to snort with derision but she had no desire to hasten the feel of the lash across her skin. She looked instead to the strange device that had been set in the middle of the room. It looked like a curved stool with no legs and rested flat on the floor. On its rounded top was a moulded piece of rubber, the purpose of which was lost on Alex. Her eyes moved up and ran over the shining metal bar that was held horizontally above the device.
‘It’s a sybian,’ Kate announced, walking over to it and beckoning Alex over.
She approached Kate, her eyes never leaving the strange looking thing.
‘Sit astride it,’
Alex gave a small laugh, ‘What?’
The sudden flick of the lash across her breasts made her gasp and she stumbled backwards. It had been a gentle flick but the brief, sudden sting brought tears to her eyes. She stared at Kate, her eyes glistening. The woman stared back, her own eyes dark and harsh, ‘It is time to accept who and what you are,’ she announced and lifted the flogger threateningly, ‘Sit astride it,’
‘Yes, Miss,’ Alex whispered and moved to the sybian. She stepped over it, staring down and trying to work out how she was supposed to sit.
‘You ride it,’ Kate explained, ‘straddle it with you pussy lips resting on the rubber.’
Alex adjusted her position slightly and then slowly lowered herself, her thighs tensing with the effort of moving so slowly. Eventually her pussy lips rested on the small rubber mat and she gasped at the sensation. The ridges on the rubber had clearly been made for a purpose and that purpose had now become very clear. But as nice as it actually felt, Alex failed to see how the contraption could offer anything more. Just sitting astride it seemed pointless.
‘Lift your arms and hold the bar,’ Kate ordered when she finished adjusting the height of the horizontal pole.
Alex lifted her arms and closed her fingers over the bar. A moment later, a metal cuff was flicked around her wrist and attached to the bar. An identical one held the other. Alex gasped as Kate bent to use leather straps to fasten her ankles and calves to the sides of the sybian. Alex tested the strength of the bonds, her heart quickening when she found that she was well and truly secured. Fear tightened her chest and must have shone in her eyes because Kate smiled knowingly.
‘It’s wonderful, isn’t it? To be so completely restrained?’
Alex shook her head slowly but didn’t answer, not trusting her voice to be convincing.
‘There are women throughout this country who enjoy being tied up or tied down ... but few have the chance to be as restrained as you are now.’ She trailed the strands of leather across Alex’s back, making her quiver, ‘You are now completely at my mercy.’
She lifted the flogger and Alex closed her eyes, expecting her first true touch of the lash. She tensed and held her breath, waiting for the leather to sear her skin just as she had watched it land across Kate’s beautiful body. But instead the rubber beneath her pussy lips suddenly hummed into life and she gasped loudly, looking down. She could see nothing but her quivering thighs and looked sideways to Kate. She was holding a small remote, her thumb resting on a dial. The slight move of her thumb and then vibrations at her pussy intensified slightly, making her gasp again. She had expected pain and was instead given a sudden thrill of pleasure. The contradiction was, for a moment, overwhelming and her head spun as her body responded to the wonderful vibrations.
‘And that is just the lowest setting,’ Kate announced, ‘Would you like me to go higher?’
Alex concentrated on the pleasurable ripples that ran through her labia lips. Her body calmed to the touch and it had become little more than a pleasant tickle but the possibilities ignited her nerve endings and she knew that she suddenly wanted ... needed ... more. ‘Yes,’ she hissed.
The vibrations suddenly died and Alex groaned with disappointment as her labia continued to quiver.
‘Is that how you ask me?’
Alex swallowed, ‘Please ... Miss.’
The vibrations started again and Alex dipped her head, groaning deeply. She closed her eyes and tilted her head from side to side, drifting in the pleasurable darkness. She hissed through her teeth when the vibrations intensified again, growing steadily. Suddenly, intense sensations surged through her and she cried out, her thighs quivering. ‘Oh, God!’ she gasped and tossed her head at the unbelievable pleasure. But Kate kept the pleasure mounting, igniting her nerve endings and making them sing with desire. ‘Oh, God!’ she gasped again. The pleasure just continued to build with no release afforded her. Surely it couldn’t keep building? The terrible, pleasurable tension made her tendons tighten as her body strained against the bonds that held her. Her whole body seemed in readiness for the moment of release when her climax w
ould career through her. But the final release never came and the tension just kept building.
Suddenly the lash sliced her back and she screamed loudly, more in shock than pain. But after the leather slid from her skin, her skin reacted to the sharp strike and she cried out again, as if struck by a second blow. The actual second blow was quick in coming and she tossed her head as the stinging prickles across her back ignited the pleasure further below. She struggled against the cuffs and the straps that held her, desperate to get away from the bizarre mix of sensations. But there was no escape. The flogger fell again, catching the top of her buttocks and her cry turned into a groan of desire. More blows fell across the smooth, virgin skin of her back and she shuddered and cried beneath each one. Her back burned and froze at the same time and her pussy moistened, eager for release. Yet there seemed no end to the pleasure that just kept building as the burning ice spread painfully cross her back, intensifying with each blow. Suddenly light headed, Alex gasped, ‘What are you doing to me?’
Kate laughed, ‘I am showing you what real pleasure is,’
The flogger found her skin again, the pain quickly forgotten beneath the increased pace of the vibrating sybian. No, not forgotten, it merged with the pleasure, becoming part of it just as the pleasure became part of the pain. She cried out, gasping over and over again. Her climax suddenly peaked at the edges of her senses and she groaned, deep in her chest. ‘Oh, God, yes!’ she gritted her teeth, desperate for the climax to break and consume her. The flogger fell more swiftly across her skin, the blows raining down heavier and faster, keeping her climax at bay while at the same time hastening its desperate approach. ‘Yes! Yes! Yes!’ she cried and then held her breath. The lash found her breasts, tearing the air from her lungs in a scream of sudden, intense pain. She gasped, sobbed and quivered as her unreleased climax shrank away from the sting. Another blow and then another ... each one driving the climax further from her glistening body and leaving nothing but the stinging pain behind. ‘Please,’ she gasped but Kate ignored her and continued to lash her breasts, ‘Please ... Miss ...!’ she cried but then suddenly her body convulsed and she screamed as pleasure and pain collided deep inside her. It took a moment to realise that her climax had finally seized her and, for a brief moment, she felt cheated out of the wondrous release that had been promised. But then the full brunt of the orgasm slammed through her. She quivered and sobbed, lost completely to the numbing pleasure, the like of which she had never felt before and instantly feared that she would never feel again. Amidst the swirling maelstrom of pleasure, she wondered if she was doomed to spend the rest of her life searching for a way to relive this moment, to once again feel as she did now. But then all her thoughts were lost as a second wave crashed through her, then a third with more still to come.
