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Anything for Him

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by Taylor, Susie


  A long time passed as TT looked around the room and remembered each place where He had set her down and had his way with her over and over again; she remembered every touch of her Master, whether a soft kiss or the feel of his full fist inside of her for the first time.

  Finally, she heard the sound she longed to hear, His voice. His laugh, that wonderful, powerful, full-bodied, deep, mischievous laugh brought tears of joy of her eyes. He and the woman were talking and laughing; talking, laughing and having a good time with one another–she could hear sloppy kisses, the loud crisp sound of skin to skin as he spanked her bare ass.

  TT could not see them, but could hear them from her Master’s bedroom down the hall; they had left the door open so she would hear everything. When she thought of her Master fucking this woman . . . TT thought . . .

  TT heard Him call her the same names He had called her, but this woman was not talking back, this woman said nothing. TT cherished her Master for letting her be so vocal and so profane when He brutally fucked her. This pleased TT, and gave her the desire to take whatever the two of them were going to do to her; it is all for her Master’s pleasure and that is all that matters.

  When TT heard her master scream, “Cum, cum, cum, you fucking little bitch,” her whole body went into spasms and she pulled violently against the ropes. The ropes kept TT from touching her hot throbbing clit, that and her Master’s will–she knew she could not touch herself for the two days before coming to The Wicked Woods and definitely not here in her Master’s house, not without him being there to tell her what to do in such full glorious and lavish detail.

  The other woman screamed out, “Oh God.” and kept repeating that over and over and over again. The other woman panted, moaned, groaned and made some sounds that TT had not heard before.

  TT wondered what she sounded like when she came at her Master’s touch. Was she this vocal, this loud, and did she cum for as long as this woman did? TT worked hard to straighten herself up and make her as presentable as possible; after all, He told her exactly what to wear and not to wear.

  Then she noticed that there was a dark damp spot on her bright red leather skirt and instantly she knew that would get her into big trouble–Master would know that she came without permission and there was no way she could avoid the punishment–tears, tears of anticipation came to her eyes.

  TT heard them start talking again and the woman kept referring to her as “newbie” and as a “slut wanna be.” Master referred to her as TT and “Tiny Tits” and this brought back her humiliation in high school that night in the locker room after cheering the home team to victory in the first football game of the season during her sophomore year. TT could feel her juices starting to run down her legs again–on her new fishnets.

  The sound of her Master’s voice brought her back from that night in the locker room into her present situation. He commanded her to close her eyes and to keep them closed until he told her to open them–she did so instantly. He told her to not speak unless He gave her permission and asked if she understood. TT shook her head up and down several times. Her Master thought how much she looked like she was going down on his cock as her head went up and down in a steady rhythm.

  The Master explained that the other woman was in the same place as TT is now, a trainee with her first Master, though this was several years ago. He said that this woman was the best that He had ever had and that TT was to show her complete respect and to take a command from her as if it came from his lips. TT did not answer fast enough for her Master, so a riding crop found its way to the top of her left thigh. TT let out a yelp and then quickly added, “Yes Master, Sir, TT will obey her as if she were you Master.”

  He added, “Ohh. . . and don’t think it had escaped my attention that you have obviously cum without my permission,” as the riding crop went up under her bright red leather skirt and lifted it up by the part that was wet. The crop stung her clit as He brought it down on her clit and upper lips.

  TT held back a scream and stood up again as her knees had buckled. “Your punishment for this breech of your service to me shall come later. Now, the beautiful, and sometimes brutal, “DD” will amuse me by testing you, testing you in new ways. Remember, obey her as you do me, do you understand TT?”

  “Yes Master, yes Sir.”

  DD started out on TT by taking their Master’s knife and running it up and down her thighs and under TT’s skirt. TT’s breathing stopped as the sharp blade starting cutting the buttons from her silk blouse, one button gone, two buttons gone; now the third button hits the floor and TT gulps a quick breath of air as she feels the point of the knife outlining the curve of her conically - shaped 36C breasts.

  TT thought her heart would stop when the point of the blade pressed down on her hard erect nipple, first one and then the other nipple pressed down at the tip of the sharp knife. TT could feel that their Master had come closer; she knew that He was behind the other woman. TT was hoping that He had come closer to make sure that no real “harm” came to her at this woman’s hands. TT could hear Him whisper something to the other woman and she heard the woman let out a huge laugh.

  “Take these straps into your teeth and do not let go, do you understand me, you lowly fucking cunt hole,” to this TT nodded her head. TT felt the woman’s hand raise the back of her skirt and she knew the riding crop would be coming down on her ass, but it still stung.

  “Now, TT, you dirty little cocksucking bitch, I want you to repeat after me, ‘I, tiny tits, do give myself fully and freely to my Mistress DD,’” TT obeyed. “I will lick her twat with just as much enthusiasm as I lick my Master’s balls. I will swallow her cum as I swallow My Master’s cum. I will be the best fucking cunt hole slut bitch I can be for both my Mistress and my Master.”

  With tears in her eyes, TT repeated these words as best she could with her teeth still clenched holding the leather straps. The Master had asked her several questions when TT told Him about her fantasy of being with a woman for the first time, when the subject came up a few weeks ago. It was obvious He had listened and had made these arrangements as much for her as for Himself.

  The straps in TT’s teeth were attached to clips that were fastened to the bottom of her skirt and the bottom of her skirt was now just under TT’s breasts. This left TT’s tits and nookie available for all the abuse that DD wanted to give.

  TT was very pleasantly surprised to feel DD’s tongue on her right nipple instead of the crop. DD licked one nipple and then the other and then got a little rougher and then started a little biting and then sucked as hard on each tit and nipple as anyone ever had–even harder than Master.

  TT felt DD wrap her hands deep in TT’s hair and then felt DD’s tongue enter and probe her mouth. DD put the straps back in TT’s mouth–TT had not realized she had dropped them and expected to feel the crop but instead she felt DD’s large firm breasts pressed tight against hers.

  Master enjoyed the show of both women pressing their hard bodies tight against one another. Next DD slides her hands up the back of TT’s thighs and spreads her cheeks apart to find the bottom of her pussy and her asshole with her long strong fingers.

  DD plunges her tongue into TT’s mouth again and pulls TT’s hips toward her own dripping cunt. TT felt like she had melted, DD was an awesome kisser and her long strong fingers knew exactly what, where and how to touch her. TT wanted to wrap her arms around DD and pull her even closer, but the ropes still held her in place.

  TT heard the loud crack of a strong blow with the crop, but she did not feel anything -- was she that into DD to not feel a crop on her ass? Then she heard it again. It was the sound of the crop all right, but it was Master who was using it on DD and DD was not even slowing down with her tongue or fingers as the blows came down on her.

  Master let the crop drop to the floor and then took matters into his own hands. TT finally felt her Master’s touch for the first time on this visit to The Wicked Woods. His hand was on top of DD’s and now both sets of fingers were working t
heir way inside her pussy and ass–TT desperately wanted to cum. When DD stopped kissing her and was just hanging onto TT, TT realized that Master’s fingers were in just as deep inside of DD as they were her.

  He was pressing them together and they were grinding their clits against one another. Master’s tongue entered TT’s mouth and it was all she could do to stop from cumming at that moment. But when DD’s tongue also joined Master’s in her mouth and then both put their tongues down her throat at the same time temporarily cutting off her breathing she thought she would pass out.

  Master withdrew his tongue but told his sluts not to stop kissing. His fingers were so deep inside of them and He knew where and how to stroke them to keep them super wet, but still maintain control over them and their orgasms.

  Master sucked on one of TT’s nipples, then one of DD’s and then he took both in his mouth and sucked so hard that they both stopped kissing and started gasping for air. He knew that they could not handle any more and commanded that they “Cum, cum, cum, and cum again.” The two sluts started cumming hard and often. At first they came at different times, but soon they were synchronized to their Master’s cadence and came at the same time as their Master said, “cum.”

  After the three had showered together with both sluts washing Master, He left them together to finish getting lathered up. The two sluts kept kissing and stroking one another continuously until Master came in and turned off the water.

  He had them lean over the counter and dried them with soft supple towels. He then applied lotions to their bodies, so much so that the slippery lotions were running down their breasts and down their legs. He had one slut rub lotion all over the other slut and then had them trade places.

  He takes a handful of red hair and a handful of black hair and leads them to his bed. He orders TT on her back and spread-eagled. He orders DD to put the leather cuffs on TT’s ankles and wrists. Next He orders DD to come to him. He surprises her by attaching cuffs to her ankles and wrists and tells her to get on top of TT in the 69 position.

  He chains the two of them together wrist to ankle and ankle to wrist. He tells them they will stay that way until they prove they are truly sluts and eat each other all night long. He tells TT exactly what to do to DD’s pussy and tells DD to enjoy the first time TT’s tongue has entered a twat.

  After what seemed like hours of going down on her first woman, TT finally gets to feel what it is like to have a talented woman’s tongue inside of her. Master takes turns at their cunts and asses, turning them over and over and just fucking whoever ends up on top.

  TT wakes up to the sounds of birds chirping, the sight of the dawn breaking through the window, the taste of her first woman in her mouth, and her ass and cunt burning hot from being fucked all night. TT decides to wake DD by sucking as much of her cunt into her mouth as she can. DD lets out a cry and then starts returning the favor to TT. All of the lip smacking sounds wake Master and He gets out the digital video camera and adds more footage to TT’s personal scrapbook of her experiences at The Wicked Woods.

  Anything for Him – TT’s Diary

  Dear Diary,

  I can’t stop thinking about the Master, The Master of The Wicked Woods. If anyone would have dared to suggest even half of the things we have done together, or should I say Master has done for me, I would have thought them crazy.

  Who would have thought I would let a man tell me what to wear and meet him for the first time at his house out in the middle of the woods, especially when the man is older than my father? Who would have thought he would have ravaged me wonderfully in every room of his house and outdoors too!

  Who would have thought that this “good girl” has been bound, gagged, slapped, had my hair pulled, let another woman act as my Master in his place, tasted another woman for the first time, and bound to the same wonderful woman, DD, all night doing 69 while Master took his turns with us over and over again?

  My Master. . . . I shudder when I say it and when I write it. My Master . . . My Master.

  Diary, I am back. I was touching my new nipple rings that my Master . . . gave me. They were custom made, thicker than usual and 18k solid gold. My nipples were often hard before, but now they are hard all the time; they crave my Master’s attention be it the tip of his tongue or the tip of his knife . . . clamps, clothes pins, hot wax, ice, frozen fruit, I don’t care I just want him to play with Me and its 64 hours before I go to The Wicked Woods to surrender to Him for the weekend. I do not know which tastes sweeter to me, my past experiences with my new Master or thinking about the ones yet to come.

  When I first saw the nipple rings I so proudly wear now, they were attached to the most awesome set of tits I have ever seen–DD’s own 38DD’s. Master pierced her when she was 19 and she went on to become his slave. Later he freed her to let her pursue some of her dominant interests that they discovered during threesome and moresome play with other women.

  Master gave DD new 18k solid gold rings, the same thickness as her old ones but with engraving of his own design. I wonder if DD went through the same ceremony I did when master pierced me. That was an awesome experience.

  Master had me wear my old high school uniform; black pleated skirt that he had me wear high up so that the hem was above mid thigh, a semi-sheer white cotton blouse, knee high white socks and black patent leather shoes. Of course I always wore a bra and panties to high school, but never with Master.

  After performing my ceremonial greetings for both Master and DD, I was lead around the property by a long chain that was attached to a new black leather collar for training purposes only.

  After a few short minutes on the trail Master took the chain from DD and threw it up over a tree branch and pulled it taught and then pulled some more, I was up on my toes as the chain pulled the collar up tight around my throat. Master spoke to me then and it sounded like thunder and magic rolled together and of course I agreed to whatever her asked.

  The chain was allowed to go slack, but I waited for permission to come down off my toes. After Master granted permission, He grabbed my ass with one hand, my left tit with the other one, while his tongue filled my mouth and throat. After the breathtaking kiss, Master removed my white cotton top and used it to tie my hands behind me. Master said he wanted The Wicked Woods to see my unadorned nipples one last time. Of course, I think both Master and DD like my tits as they didn’t keep their hands mouths and switches off of them for the whole hike.

  When we got back to the house, Master positioned me so my crotch was at the corner of a table and he had me bend over at the waist over the table. He opened a bottle of champagne and DD poured four glasses, which seemed odd until DD placed the two glasses on the table directly under my nipples. Master positioned me so my aureoles were submerged in champagne and He told me to stay in that position. I listened to them talk and drink their champagne while my nipples grew hotter and harder with each bubble that burst against me.

  After about 20 tantalizing minutes, Master wraps his right hand in my hair and guides me to a standing position. He savors the flavors of my well-soaked left nipple and moments later DD licks my right sending me into near nirvana. Master ties a blindfold around me and they lead me to another room where DD makes me knell down on the floor.

  The cotton blouse binding my wrists behind me is replaced by my now familiar Master’s cuffs. I feel Master behind me and then feel both of his hands working their way up the outside of my thighs. He pushed my skirt all the way up and then ran his hands up my side to my shoulders.

  He positioned me so my nipples were sliding up and down and in circles on a cold slick surface. There was a dust or powder on the surface that first made my nipple burn and then they seemed to go numb. Master kept raising me up.

  He and DD would fiercely suck on my nipples and then lower me again to the slick cold surface and strange powder. After 3 or 4 times, Master removed my blindfold and then bent me over again this time pressing my full breasts against the surface. He raised me up a little ways and t
hen pulled out from underneath me a large mirror with little bits of white powder spread all around. I could see in the mirror that my tits were covered in this white powder. I had never seen my nipples so large before or my breasts so full.

  They lead me to a wall and attached my cuffs and collar to chains suspended overhead. Master asked if I was ready to proceed and I wantonly cried out yes. I watched as Master removed DD’s top and instead of one set of gold rings in her nipples she had two with the originals attached to new engraved ones that now adorned her nipples.

  The old ones were now in the hand of her Master and she was oh so ready for him to pierce her, to show her willingness to belong to him. The anticipation of the pain was worse than the actual piercing itself. Actually it didn’t really hurt at all; maybe it had something to do with that white powder.

 

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