Her hand closed around Phillip's wrist and showed him where to touch her. He felt the slide of her tongue over his own as the woman kissed him. At the same moment Phillip's finger slid inside Gabrielle's body, Doggett stepped onto the landing just beyond the closed door.
"Another finger," Gabrielle hissed. "Put another finger in there. In and out, and wriggle them around, you won't hurt me ... It just feels so good."
Phillip gazed at Gabrielle's twisted face. She looked to be in pain to him, but when he tried to remove his fingers, she clamped a hand around his forearm and forced his probing digits deeper.
"I'm so close to coming." The words thrilled Phillip. He was doing this to her! It was he who was taking this woman to the brink. His cock throbbed. He ached with desire, desperate to get at her and to fuck into her like a beast.
"Sit on the bed," Gabrielle instructed abruptly. "I want to suck you before we do it. Then you can put it in me and do whatever you want. But first I want you in my mouth."
Doggett's huge hand rested on the door handle. He could hear the words being uttered in the room beyond; he knew what the woman was doing. An image of her with the penis in her mouth burst into mind, he could see how her lips stretched around the girth of the thing. A growl of desire rumbled from him; his cock was already stiff.
What Doggett imagined, Phillip saw. Gabrielle, her cheeks concave, stared into the young man's eyes as she held the dome of his prick inside her mouth. As she sucked, her tongue tickled the underside of Phillip's glans. She'd been right; the boy's toes did curl.
Gabrielle's fist worked at the root while her mouth and tongue took Phillip to a place he'd never imagined. This woman was everything. A fantasy reel played in a part of his mind that dwelt in a different reality -- a universe divorced from his physical senses. He would stay with this woman forever, that he could somehow keep her all for himself; so that she could do these things to him whenever he wanted ...
Poor Phillip didn't realise that in a short time, his wish would be granted.
As the pleasure grew too intense to bear he felt the inevitable surge begin. "It's ... I'm ..." he blurted.
His cry triggered the sudden, violent and final scene.
Doggett, hearing the shout, recognised the signal and knew the time had come. In a blur of speed he burst into the room. With his trousers open to reveal the terrible organ that jutted from the nest of his thick pubic bush, he stroked his cock and advanced.
When first, hot spurt gushed against Gabrielle's palette, she let the spitting cock slip from her lips. A thick rope of semen hung from her cheek and clung to her hair as her hand slid under the bed.
Phillip barely registered the door bursting open. His pleasure blew apart in red agony that flashed deep in his groin. He felt the bite of the blade and looked down to its source. A scarlet jet squirted violently from the wound. Shocked, he looked to Gabrielle, who now stood over him, and he saw the evil spike of the stiletto in her fist. She'd cut him, stabbed him in the groin with the blade! Terrified at the sight of his severed femoral artery spurting his life away, the great arcs synchronised with his rapidly beating heart, Phillip blurted a cry of fear, surprise, and pain. He struggled to sit up, but Gabrielle dropped the weapon and, with strength beyond human, pinned his shoulders to the bed.
Ignoring the blood spattering against her body, uncaring that the stuff pooled on the bed and soaked into the cover and mattress like the tide on greedy sand, she stared into his eyes with an expression of avid concentration and jubilation. The lad continued his futile struggle and, with his efforts growing ever weaker, and his terrified moans tapering, Gabrielle turned her rear to Doggett.
The big man growled like an animal at the invitation. He offered the knob of his cock to Gabrielle's opening and, with a single slide, entered her fully. The woman gasped at the robust intrusion; she turned her head for a moment and faced him. Doggett, his intelligent eyes glazed by his base instincts, began to thrust and grunt.
"Do it to me," she urged. "I'm close ... Do it. I want to feel that thing spit inside me."
Phillip fell limp under Gabrielle's hands. She locked her eyes on his again. The dying man's face expressed his changing emotions. The fear left and was replaced by a puzzled look, eventually the eyes clouded and his gaze grew fixed; Gabrielle knew it was time.
"Give me your essence," she breathed. Her face fell towards Phillip's. "I need it, it's mine. Now give it to me."
Doggett dug his fingers into Gabrielle's hips and pulled her buttocks against his body. He fucked into her with short, urgent stabs. The rutting, an exquisite pleasure as it was, was secondary to Doggett. There was a greater hunger within him, a darker desire. He willed the boy to die.
The woman continued to stare into Phillip's dull eyes. "You're going darling," she crooned. She tried to hold her head as still as possible while Doggett pumped vigorously from behind. Her lips touched Phillip's. She held the kiss as death took him.
Her climax surged through her, a triumphant explosion that crackled and flared. She gasped again as Doggett's seed burst against her insides, the man himself let go a howl of pleasure and clawed at Gabrielle's hips as he came. Gabrielle whimpered but kept her mouth fastened to Phillip's lips as the life force slid from his body and into her.
Phillip felt himself slide away from the scene. The pain faded to nothing. He heard a sighing like wind in the tops of high trees. Phillip was back in the time, the only time he'd been taken to visit his paternal grandparents in Derbyshire.
One day, after the usual huge breakfast, he explored Minninglow Hill, a lonely knob of a hillock topped with tall, emaciated trees. He'd hoped to find loot in the long-excavated tombs, the pits of which were still very much in evidence, and, with nobody else around for miles, Phillip listened instead to the sighing of the trees above him, like whispers from the past.
That was the sound he heard again, in his final moments, before Gabrielle took him.
Then there was nothing.
Gabrielle sighed deeply. It was, for her, the perfect moment. All of her appetites sated in one go. Something she needed every hundred years. She reached back and pushed Doggett away from her body. She had no more use for him for now. He was redundant. When she needed him again she'd call for him. He'd come running.
Doggett, his cock dripping with cum eyed his mistress eagerly.
"I'm going to bathe." Gabrielle said simply. "It's yours. Do what you must."
With her gone, Doggett changed into the form he felt most comfortable in.
The great beast licked its lips in a gesture of lascivious greed. It sniffed the air and recognised the scent of the woman and the human male who now lay dead on the bed. The odour of sex was strong, but the animal ignored that smell; what excited him was the blood. The tang of hot blood in the air meant fresh meat for him. He'd obeyed his mistress and now it was time for him to feed.
He sniffed the corpse and opened the great maw of his mouth to take the first bite ...
The End.
Stephanie And Me
Stephanie and I had gone to dinner as it was Wednesday night and that was our "subs night out" day. Stephanie is Lisa's sub and I (Ellen) am Monica's sub. We had our usual great time, Steph is a really sweet girl and we get along VERY well. We are part time lovers but we both prefer a nice stiff cock plunging in and out of us.
A couple of weeks ago, Lisa brought Steph over to my house to watch as I was tightly bound and fucked by Jason, Brad and Mistress. As it turned out she got so turned on as things got started that she put on a strap-on and fucked me herself for a while. When she was finished she was only tied with her hands behind her back that night and told to watch.
Since then I had been working with her in our basement to train her on how to be tied up. That may sound silly but it really isn't. A girl can get herself hurt inadvertently if she is not carefully watching the way that she is tied. Jason, Brad and Mistress are really good at tying me but I wanted her to know what to look for and feel for in case she was t
ied by someone else.
I stopped the car just as I pulled in the driveway and we reached in our purses and pulled out our collars and put them on making sure that our names were in the center in front. Neither one of us was wearing a bra or panties because bras and panties were not allowed in the house. Neither was anything with a crotch, pants, shorts, regular pantyhose, our pussy's had to be available at all times. So it was dresses and skirts only. I pulled in to the house and said "Uh oh."
"What is it?" Steph asked.
"That's Brads car." I said pointing to a second car. That meant that both Jason and Brad were in the house.
We looked at each other for a moment and I asked "Want to come in and see what we can get into?"
If it had just been Jason it would probably have been ok but with Brad there it was probably going to turn into a fuck fest. I was giving her a chance to beat feet if she wanted. I was fucked either way.
She replied with another question "Where is Mistress Monica?"
"I don't know, I thought she would be here but her car is gone." I replied.
She put her hand on mine as we exchanged knowing looks and she said "Let's go, I might get a chance to try that stuff you have been showing me."
"That's true, in fact I would say that it is probable." I said chuckling at the end as we reached into our purses to freshen our make-up. We were wearing the exact same make-up because for the last few weeks Miss Lisa and Mistress had been dressing us exactly the same from eye shadow to heels. Tonight we were both wearing a black leather skirt, a royal blue satin blouse, crotch less pantyhose (suntan) and 4 inch black patent pumps.
We were often confused by others as being twins because we look amazing like each other. We were both a size 4 on the bottom and a size 6 on top because of our bust size (34D) and size 5 shoes. We were both about the same shade of brunette with the same haircut and we were both 5'6" tall.
As we entered the house I noticed that the TV was on but nobody was in the room as we entered the dinning room that adjoined the kitchen Jason called to me "Ellen! Hey sweetheart would you come here for a minute?" apparently he did not see Stephanie.
As I walked into the kitchen and Stephanie came in behind me I saw the guys were standing against the counter with a beer in there hands. When they saw Stephanie they looked at each other, smiled and at the same time they said "STEPHANIEEEE!" Brad continued saying "Hey, babe!" as he held out his hand.
We glanced at each other then went to our respective guys. Jason kissed me on the cheek then held me at arms length as he looked at me. Staring at my tits he said "You girls look TERRIFIC! That Monica sure does know how to dress you girls."
He looked at Brad then back to me as he kissed my forehead and whispered in my ear "A blowjob, please, ma'am."
Brad must have said the same thing to Stephanie because at the same time we got on our knees and began unbuckling their belts.
Jason's cock fell in front of me and I smiled, as I began to stroke him, he was only about half erect but he began to respond quickly. Taking him in my mouth I began to lick him like he likes circling the head of him while gently stroking his shaft with one hand and tickling his scrotum with the other.
Jason said "Both of you take your blouses off, we want to see those tits of yours and when one of us says something it applies to both of you."
There are rules for everything and a blowjob was no exception. Once Masters shaft was in my mouth it must stay there until Master indicates otherwise. So keeping my motion going I unbuttoned my blouse and put it on the floor next to me. I then began to suck him in earnest, I am told that I give a darned good blowjob and I certainly did not want to disappoint Master.
After a couple of minutes Brad said "Stop." Both of us immediately stopped and dared not look up so we just stared at their cocks. Brad continued saying "Stand up and turn around." We did as we were told and we heard the metallic chink of handcuffs as our wrists were cuffed behind our backs and our skirts were pulled to the floor.
"Walk to the table and bend over." Jason said.
As we walked to the table Stephanie and I exchanged knowing glances but said nothing as we bent over placing our tits on the table. We were standing next to each other and grunted softly as they slid their cocks into our pussy's. The guy's were fucking us pretty hard when Stephanie said "Ah" just a little to loud and both of us felt a slap on our butts and Brad said "Not a sound! You girls know the rules!" as they resumed fucking us
I got slapped because a mistake by one sub is a mistake by all subs. It is true that upstairs we are not allowed to make any sounds at all during sex, although soft cooing and grunting is usually not punished. Downstairs where the serious fucking happens we can make all the noise we want.
I heard the front door open and then close and then recognized Mistress's and Miss Lisa's voices. As they came into the kitchen and went to greet Jason and Brad I felt each of them tickle my back with their fingernails as they said "Hi girl's."
After saying hello to the guys Mistress came to me and bent over and kissed me on the cheek which took a little doing because my head was moving back and forth across the table as Jason was fucking me pretty hard. After she kissed me she whispered in my ear "Enjoying yourself, sweetie?" I gave her a one blink "yes" she answered "Good because it's just getting started."
Jason felt FANTASTIC gliding in and out of me as Stephanie and I looked at each other. I saw her close her eyes and then squeeze her eyes shut and I knew that she was cumming and trying desperately not to make a sound. I sympathized with her as I know that is not an easy thing to do. I heard her squirt the floor as she climaxed and began to pant. She looked at me again and smiled as her pussy began to squish.
I saw her eyes get really wide and then she grunted three times softly and had a surprised look on her face as Brad practically shouted "God Damnit, Stephanie!" as he smacked her butt.
Miss Lisa said "What? What did she do?"
Steph was looking at me with an "I'm so sorry" look.
"When she came her pussy tightened and she made me cum." Brad said accusatorily.
Jason had pulled out of me but we stayed in our assigned positions not daring to move. It was obvious that Stephanie did nothing wrong but when Master is not happy it is always the subs fault no matter what and punishment must be extracted from her. Although, in this case, both of us.
"Stand." Mistress commanded.
We stood.
Mistress stood in front of us across the table with her arms crossed looking at us. There was silence in the room for about 30 seconds as we just stood there. Mistress finally said "Gag them and take them downstairs, your clits will be shocked AND you will have a 30 minute hogtie when we are finished with you."
Ball gags were inserted and tied tightly around our heads. Nipple clamps were then attached with a small chain between them and a weight was hooked to the middle of the chain. Finally, a leash was also attached to the chain. Stephanie was turned around and the guys started to tie her elbows and hands together behind her. Almost as an afterthought our ankles were shackled with a short length of chain.
Miss Lisa entered the room carrying a stock that was for me. She handed one side to Mistress and they opened it and just looked at me. I placed my neck and wrists in the padded openings and the stock was closed and locked. The stock was really not much more than a wide aluminum clamp so it was really pretty light.
"Let's go, girls." Jason said as he pulled on our leashes to get us moving toward the basement door. We followed him as best we could while the two Doms put their hands on our backs to escort us.
I had to twist some to fit through the door with my stock on but we made it to the basement without tripping. Once downstairs we were split up, while Stephanie was taken to the mounting table by the guys I was taken to where the stock can be attached very low on the wall.
I heard the sounds of Stephanie being strapped down as I turned my back to the wall and sat down. About the only way to get into this thing is to lay back against
the wall with just my shoulder blades resting on it. Then Mistress and Miss Lisa adjust the padding and secure the stock to the pins protruding from the wall and I am not going anywhere.
I heard Stephanie grunt a few times and Brad apologized, I really wished on of the girls would supervise them but they didn't.
My legs were spread and pushed back until my ankles could be secured above my head. I was formed in a "U" with my pussy pointed at an angle. The weight was removed from my nipple clamps but the chain was then attached to the stock so now my tits were pulled up. My pussy and butt were generously lubricated I moaned softly as a 7 inch long silicon, vibrating butt plug was inserted into me.
I watched as Miss Lisa rolled our newest toy over to me, a fucking machine. "How much depth can she take?" she asked Mistress
"Give her 8 inches, she can do more than that but at this angle I think that is plenty." Mistress replied.
The proper dildo was secured to the end of the rod that went back and forth driven by a motor as Mistress inserted a dildo into me that had a plunger on one end and "uuuUUGH" I moaned as she injected my pussy with more lubricant. She smiled at me and said "We want things nice and slick down here, baby, one more squirt."
"uuuuUUUGGGHHH" I moaned as she squirted me again. That really felt pretty good to be honest.
I heard Stephanie moan as one of the guys began to fuck her and I could tell by the volume and experience that she was very close to cumming. I looked over there and saw Jason was pumping her hard and fast as I heard her high pitched squeal as she shot her cum into his belly.
"Oh Yeah, Steph! That's it sweetie, I want another one, come on!" Jason said to her.
Miss Lisa positioned the machine with the motor raised because of the position of my body. The dido would plunge down into my pussy.
Lastly Mistress took some lotion and circled my clit with it. This was to focus the static charge that she promised upstairs. She has shocked me many times before an it is an incredibly intense feeling of pure pleasure. It's almost too much pleasure so she shocks me in short bursts. I looked at her surprised as she circled my nipples too. She just smiled at me and winked.
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