KITTEN

by J. J. MacGuire

  "The twins were really whipping him and I felt every stroke vibrate through his mouth and tongue. He was back on my asshole, licking and licking, and with out warning he stuck his tongue several inches up my anus, which was definitely a different and exceedingly pleasurable sensation. He flicked his tongue inside me, then suddenly he's back licking and sucking my clit. 'Stay there please stay there,' I plead.

  "The entire erotic nature of the night is coming together in my mind. The sight and sound of two lovely women whipping the unwilling slave, who is trying to orally drive me to an unprecedented third orgasm of the evening. The vivid memories of the same slave sucking Master's cock as I sodomized him; the feeling of power that rushed through my body. Master's deer skin thumping into my back; Sir Brendan working Cunt on the suspension harness and the twins mouths servicing me simultaneously while I was chained. Cunt stroked and sucked and rolled his tongue on my clit.

  "Total release was straining to breathe. I stared wide eyed as the twins' whips turned Cunt's back, ass and thighs from pink to red. The twins' faces glowed with pure sexual energy as they flogged on and on. The full measure of the most explosive orgasm I had ever known rocked my body. The sound that escaped from me was one long high-pitched wail. My hips bucked and my entire body shook uncontrollably as the bright light shattered into a million shimmering pieces."

  Kitten was grinding into my mouth, gasping, as she let out a long low moan. Her juices rolled freely over my tongue before she went on to say, "As I gradually returned to reality and opened my eyes, I noticed Master, Sir Brendan, the twins, and even Cunt, were staring at me in awe. I blushed and looked directly into Master's eyes as he bent down and kissed me and said 'I take it you enjoyed that. I know we did.'"

  Kitten held my head against her cunt as she came on my tongue. Her body bucking in the car seat. Moaning louder as she hit her apex she hoarsely whispered, "The sensation of satisfaction was exquisite, but not total."

  CHAPTER 13

  "Master released my ankles and moved to the front of the soft to sit beside me. He looked into my eyes and instinctively knew what was needed to make my evening complete. "You haven't had a chance to show your true tolerance, and you haven't had a cock in your mouth once tonight" he told me. I felt gratitude along with apprehension at this statement. I was looking forward with great anticipation to having his thick cock in my mouth and ingesting every ounce he could discharge down my throat, but the mention of my tolerance signaled a heavy whipping.

  "Master tells me, 'Up! Your hands behind your back.' I bolt upright into position as instructed with my fingers interlaced right above where my magnificent ass begins to swell out from my lower back." She giggled "That's what he use to always tell me, but to continue. Master told Cunt to get a love seat and place it five feet in front of the whipping block. He instructed the twins to stretch me out over the block and I was sure my tolerance was about to be severely tested. Master rarely bound me for my whippings and when he did it was a signal to mentally get ready for a really heavy scene. It was obvious he wanted to show me off. After the performance of Cunt and the twins, he was really going to have to work hard to surpass them.

  "As Elaine strapped my knees in place Jean strapped my wrists to the far end. When she had accomplished this she kissed my cheek and whispered. 'He's really going to let you have it, isn't he?' I smiled and slowly nodded.

  " Master said, 'Tell her what's in my hand Elaine.'

  " 'The heavy braided Cat,' came her excited reply.

  "As I waited for the initial stroke, I heard Elaine moan, then yelp in pain. I turned my head as far as I could to my right and watched wide-eyed as Cunt viciously sodomized Elaine, who, only moments before had been gleefully whipping him while he licked my cunt and ass. Sir Brendan was giving Cunt a chance for some pay back. Elaine was lying face down, spread eagle, but not bound. Cunt was on her back, his strong arms pinning her arms to the floor while his muscular hips repeatedly drove the entire length of his long thick cock in and out of her widely stretched anus. Cunt reveled at the irony of the situation. He was looking down between their bodies and was thoroughly enjoying the sight of his cock working in her tight pink ass hole.

  "I thought, that was not a sexual act. That was clearly a punishment. I glance just beyond the two writhing bodies on the floor to see Jean again filling her mouth with Sir Brendan's hard cock.

  "At this point Master gave me the first stroke full across my pristine ass, my head snapped up and I was barely able to choke off a scream.

  " 'Only ninety nine more to go, slut.' Master then gave me thirty seconds to compose myself, and I knew I had to endure this silently. 'Keep track.' The next heavy stroke was right over the first one "Two," I blurted out. He grabbed my hair and snarled, "Keep track, does not mean count out loud, bitch.'

  "No, Master," I reply.

  "What happens now?" he asked me.

  "Five extra and the second stroke over again, Master"

  "Don't disappoint me again, slut," he warned with a tone in his voice that made me shudder. Master gave me seven well-applied cuts of the cat and asked, 'How many, slut?' I replied three. He began to whip me in earnest, concentrating on my ass, raising a pattern of intricate marks and welts. My mind raced to keep track of the strokes and stay a head of the pain.

  " 'How many now, slut?'

  " Seventeen, Master."

  " 'Now, slut?'"

  "Thirty-one, Master"

  " 'Once again, slut?"

  "Thirty-nine, Master." At this point he paused for a drink of bottled water and removed his clothes.

  "I ccould still hear Elaine crying and yelping as Cunt continued to savagely fuck her ass. As Master stood before me I saw he was fully erect. I love the idea that Master can get hard simply by flogging me. He moved out of my line of vision and inquired, 'Where are we, slut?'

  "Thirty-nine, Master," came my immediate response. He began to work on my thighs, five on the right, five on the left, one on right, nine of left.

  " 'How about now, slut?'

  "Eighty-nine, Master" I panted. He stood in front of me again and slowly stroked out the multi-strand whip.

  " 'Prepare yourself for these last eleven, because I intend to really lay them on you, Kitten," he stated briskly. He stood astride my body and gazed down on my well-marked bottom. He brought his right back until the braided strands of the whip hung inches in front of my face so I would be very much aware of when the next stroke was delivered. He swung the whip up over his shoulder and brought the strands whistling down onto my right buttock, causing the tips to bite into my right thigh. The pain rocketed through my body, causing it to quake and lunge almost out of control. The strands were in front of my face again. They seemed to dance with a life of their own. Then they were on their arcing journey to punish my left buttock and thigh. Both sides of my vulnerable body were dealing with searing pain, the likes of which I had never know.

  "Once again, through tear filled eyes I saw black braided strands hesitating between impacts on my ass and thighs. They struck again, on my right side. My body bucked and jerked against the straps confining me. I was a mass of pain from the top of my well-marked ass to the bottom of my thighs, but through the pain I knew my clit was stiff and protruding slightly and I tried to rub myself on the edge of the whipping block.

  " 'How many, you cock sucking, come drinking slut?'

  "My reply was barely audible, 'Ninety-three, Master.' Again and again the whip descended its punishing arc and lashed into my ass and thighs. He had never whipped me this hard before. Each time the tips wrapped down onto my quivering thighs they left quarter sized angry red splotches, adding to the complicated pattern already in play.

  " 'How many left, slut?'

  "Four, Master" came my sobbing answer. This caused him to smile. I had retained my ability to concentrate under very difficult circumstances. He stepped over to my left side and gave me the final four cuts in rapid succession across the full width of my quaking buttocks.

  " 'Ho
w many more can you take, bitch?'

  "I'll take all you are going to give me Master."

  " 'Good answer, cocksucker." He smiled at me and loosened the straps securing me to the block.

  "I try to compose myself as Master sat on the love seat Cunt had placed at his disposal. I glanced over to the sofa and noticed Elaine and Jean had traded places. Jean sobbed softly as Cunt vigorously butt fucked her in the same fashion he had Elaine, who was now sucking Sir Brendan's hard cock. Her face streamed with tears. Sir Brendan watched with obvious delight as Cunt cruelly sodomized Jean, his eyes glowing with excitement as Cunt pushed Jean's distended pink anus, as she accepted her fate with plaintive little sobs.

  "I look back at Master and my eyes fall longingly on his erect pulsating cock. I crawled over to him as he spread his legs and stretched out his arms on either side of his body, leaning back into the love seat. I knelt submissively between his legs, and circled the base of his rock hard cock with trembling hands. I opened my mouth, slowly slid my clinging lips down the length of his cock until my mouth totally engulfed the object of my desire. I cup his swollen balls in my right hand and pushed them up against my stuffed mouth and licked them gently, rolling my head from side to side. I then slid my mouth back up the thick shaft and ran my tongue lovingly around the mushroom shaped head.

  "This wasn't his usual routine, which was to hold my head steady and give my mouth a good old-fashioned fucking and I looked up at him. As soon as I made eye contract he snapped at me "Work for the load cock sucker." I realized he was giving me another chance to show off."

  Kitten chuckled. "If I do say so myself, I am a great cock sucker because I love doing it. Giving Master pleasure with my talented mouth is one of my greatest joys and now I had the opportunity to indulge myself, and show how thoroughly trained and talented I was.

  "He was giving me a chance for recognition, so I opened my mouth slightly and sucked and licked the underside of his cock up and down the length numerous times, pausing to softly lick over his balls and firmly tongue bathe the head where it joined the shaft. Master gently laid his left hand on the side of my head and ground his cock back into my mouth and down my waiting throat. I sucked him with all the skill and energy I possessed.

  "I was staring at his face and noticed a slight smile as he started to meet my skilled mouth and tongue, which I worked over under and around his thick cock. Master's enjoyment was growing; he was holding my head gently between his large hands guiding my mouth on its erotic journey. I sucked, working to make him ejaculate into my willing mouth. His hips were moving faster now and I lost all track of time. My jaw ached, my tongue was sore and my lips were being rubbed raw. None of that mattered. All that was important was Master coming in my mouth. Suddenly he had two hands full of my hair and he was slamming his thick cock in and out of my face.

  "Then the glorious moment I had been working for arrived. Master withdrew until my lips where locked around the rim of the thick cock head and he came in furious spurts into my grateful mouth. He watched me intently as he voided his balls. He could feel the movements of my mouth as I struggled to swallow all of it, which I did. As it started to slowly deflate he told me, "Milk it down. Don't miss a drop." I stroked his softening cock with my left hand and cradled his balls with my right as the remnants of his orgasm flowed onto my waiting tongue. As I reluctantly removed my mouth from his now flaccid member I felt total fulfillment.

  "It truly had been as Master had promised – my night of 'Firsts.'"

  CHAPTER 14

  My face was still buried in her pussy when there was a sharp wrap on the car window. I jumped up off her lap and looked to see Master's smiling face through the driver's side window.

  I leaped to unlock the door and Master opened it wide, "Come here, Baby," he said. As I rose from the car he enveloped me in his arms and kissed me passionately. Breaking the kiss, he said, "A taste of my two favorite girls." Looking at his watch, "Ah, right on time. It's seven o'clock. Slip back into the car, Baby, and we'll ring ourselves into Sir Brendan's."

  I crawled back in and was pressed tightly between Master and Kitten, who leaned over as Master closed his door and gave him a kiss. "Hello, Master. Cunt was out about a half-hour ago and invited us in. He understood that we were waiting for you."

  "Good girl." He ran his hand over my knee. "I saw that you both were keeping busy."

  "Yes, Master, Kitten was telling me of her first time here'" I said as I melted into his side.

  "One of my favorite memories of Master Fred. Sir Brendan will be waiting for us, Master. Did he know that I would be here, Master?" Kitten asked without hesitation.

  "Yes, Kitten, Sir Brendan knows you belong to me now. He tells me I have a very valuable piece of property in you. He said your training was worthy of his."

  "Oh, how magnanimous of him…" Kitten stated before cutting herself off short when Master cleared his throat.

  "Kitten, keep the sarcasm to yourself this evening. Sir Brendan is a client and long time associate." he said as he reached over and squeezed her knee. "You want to top him don't you, Kitten."

  "Gawd, yes, Master. I didn't think it would be as strong as it is."

  "I knew that, Kitten. That's why Sir Brendan was informed you would be accompanying Baby and me this evening. You will get to top Cunt for his anniversary present from Sir Brendan."

  "Oh, You've got to be kidding," laughed Kitten. "I am the last one Cunt would want to top him."

  "Relax, and go with the flow." Master turned on the car and pulled it forward to buzz us into the gate. He pulled up to the steps Kitten had described earlier. I felt as if I was retracing her steps. Would my trip here be as memorable as hers? I shook to my very core, darting a look up into Master's eyes as he guided me out of the car. "Come, Baby," he whispered into my ear and slid his arm around my waist.

  Kitten took the lead and walked up the steps. She straightened noticeably when Cunt opened the door. Breezing past him, she entered the house. Master and I followed, his arm still firmly around my waist.

  We waited for Cunt to show us the way. Kitten was nowhere in sight, but I could hear her voice coming from another room. We found Kitten in Sir Brendan's embrace chatting away. "…you sure that's what you want."

  "Yes, Kitten it is." Sir Brendan sounded almost benevolently as he continued, "Cunt will hate every moment. It will gnaw at him that I am not giving him what he thinks he wants for our anniversary."

  I looked back over my shoulder to see what Cunt had thought of this exchange but he had disappeared.

  Sir Brendan released Kitten with a gentle kiss on the forehead, then reached out his hand to shake Master's, "Good to see you again, Sir Brendan."

  "I am glad you could come and you brought your lovely Baby." He brushed his fingers over my cheek and it was all I could do not to flinch.

  "Very nice to meet you, Sir Brendan." I was feeling out of my element. I had been shaking hard since Master tapped on the window. Master held me close to his side. Cunt came in and announced that the brandy had "breathed" enough and we should each take a glass. He had changed to a pair of dark red leather crotchless pants that hugged his thighs and pushed his manhood out on display. No shirt covered his chest. He raised the tray of drinks between Sir Brendan and me saying, "Take one please." Master and I both picked up a glass at the same time and Sir Brendan picked up two, handing one to Kitten.

  "Here you go, my dear. I would like to make a toast to Cunt." Sir Brendan raised his glass to salute Cunt. "To the best bitch a Master could ask for."

  "Thank You, Sir Brendan," Cunt said with a tear in his eye. "That's the sweetest thing you have ever said to me."

  We all sipped the brandy and I looked up at Master as he said, "Sir Brendan, is this what I think it is?"

  "Yes, it's Napoleon brandy, Cunt got it from an admirer and has been saving it for tonight."

  "Thank you, Cunt, for sharing this with us," Kitten piped up, moving to stand between him and Sir Brendan. She raked her nails down h
is chest and I saw the muscles twitch under the thin red lines that now crossed it. Kitten hissed "You are to be my slut this evening, Cunt. Your little glory hole is mine." She reached up and took the glass out of his hands. "On your knees."

  He looked over at Sir Brendan who just raised his eyebrow, and Cunt dropped to the floor with a groan.

  Kitten reached out and grabbed a handful of hair on the top of his head and pulled his head back to make him look up at her. "You don't like to submit to women do you, Cunt. You think you're too strong for us – that one little female is incapable of making you beg. But I'm stronger then you think, Cunt, because I can give as good as I get – and I plan on taking your ass hard."

  Master and I stood there and watched as sweet, lovable Kitten – okay, not always so sweet and lovable – barked out orders to Cunt. "You will rise and lead us down to the red room." Cunt let out a gasp and tried to shoot a look at Sir Brendan, and yelped as kitten fingers pulled hard on his hair. "I'm your Mistress tonight, Cunt, don't look for a ruling from Sir Brendan. He has given you to me for tonight. Red room now, and crawl. She let go of his hair and he dropped to all fours, turned and headed out of the room. Kitten was at his shoulder when they disappeared around the corner.

  Sir Brendan lifted his glass again. "To the miserable couple. May she flog him well." He was chuckling hard. "I think they both have their hands full there. Let's give them a little time before we join them."

  "Sure thing," Master said as he moved us to the sofa. "Are the girls still out?"

  "Yes, Jean and Elaine will be back tomorrow, much to Cunt's chagrin. Cunt would be perfectly content if they never came back. But he would just bitch about something else. Tell me, Baby, did Kitten fill you in about my little home?

  "Yes, Sir Brendan," I stuttered. Master's arm was still wrapped around my shoulders.