by Emmie Combs
My pussy started to throb and I wanted his cock in me so bad. I moved my hand out of my way so I could get as much as possible. I moved his cock in and out of my mouth going as far as was comfortable. I let my hand wander down between my legs and felt how wet I was. I started to take my time, playing, alternating between sucking soft and hard, while rubbing my pussy spreading around the moisture.
My friend put his hands behind my head and started driving his cock in and out of my mouth. I stopped playing with my pussy so that I could put my hands on his ass encouraging him further. As he quickened the pace all I could do was relax and let him do what he wanted to. He drove his cock deeper and deeper into my mouth. I glanced out the corner of my eye to see the waiter stroking his cock. I could feel my pussy start to seep as he stroked in time with my friend.
My friend drove into my mouth one last time as I felt his cum spray the back of my throat. He took his hands off the back of my head pulling his cock from my mouth. I swallowed what was left in my mouth before gently reaching up to lick every drop from his cock. As I let his cock go, he stepped back being replaced by the waiter.
The waiter stepped in front of me. I wondered what I'd gotten myself into. I licked his cock up and down before taking his head in my mouth. Unlike my friend, he didn't seem to want to take his time at all. He put his hand in my hair and tugged it allowing him to push his cock deeper into my mouth. I looked up at him and he was staring down, watching his cock move in and out of my mouth stretching the sides.
He started moving his cock deeper in and out and I could feel him pressing against the back of my throat. This time when I looked up at him I could feel his eyes burning into mine. He pulled his cock from my mouth and told me to bend over the table.
I stood up and walked over to the table. Both my friend and the waiter came to stand behind me. As I bent over the table, they started to discuss the view. They walked up behind and each started to rub a side of my ass. I don't know who but one of them moved their hands down and was using it to rub my pussy. They kept talking but I was so turned on that I couldn't make out what the words were. I moaned as I felt my clit being played with. I could feel one of them pushing a finger in my pussy and start moving it in and out. He started twisting it around and I could feel my pussy stretching. He started to work in another finger and I pushed back, trying to help, wanting to feel more.
He took his fingers out and I whimpered at the empty feeling. I felt a cock sliding into my wet cunt. I didn't know whose it is but I didn't really care either. I moaned as it moved in and out of me. I could feel my head being pulled up and saw my friend in front of me. He brought his cock up to my face and I opened my mouth invitingly. I started to work his cock with my tongue as I felt the waiter fucking me harder from behind. They both pulled out just as my body started to build to orgasm. I cried out from the frustration of being so close and not being able to cum. They started to talk from behind me again.
I felt two fingers being shoved into my empty cunt. They were gone as quickly as they'd been put there. Two hands spread my ass to make sure that everything was showing. I could feel the two fingers wet from my juices working their way around my anus. It felt odd knowing that there were two men standing behind me watching my body react to them playing with my ass. I quickly forgot anything about it when I felt the fourth hand rubbing my pussy and started to feel the two fingers playing with my anus start to work their way in. I could feel the one finger being twisted opening me up for the second finger.
My body pushed back against all the hands wanting more. They both moved away and told me to stand up. The waiter laid on the table and told me to climb on top of him. I climbed up on the table and, straddling him, guided his hard cock into my pussy. I started to move up and down working his cock in and out of me when he grabbed me in such a way that I couldn't move anymore. He pulled me forward and I felt my friend come up behind me. I felt as he played with my ass, opening me before pressing his head into the only empty hole left for him. I groaned as he slowly moved it deeper and deeper into me.
I moaned as I began to feel fuller than I've ever felt before. I started to squirm wanting something but not quite sure what. I moaned louder as they both started moving their cocks in and out of me. I begged them to keep fucking me as I felt both holes being stretched. They started to move in and out of me faster and I cried out as my body was hit by the strongest orgasm I've ever had. They continued to stroke in and out causing tremors in my body until I felt them both start to pulse, shooting their cum inside me.
My friend pulled out first and I could feel my ass start to close. I rolled off the waiter and I could feel his cum start to drip from me. They both got up and each handed me my clothing. When I went to get dressed I saw that there was no underwear and my bra was missing. When I pointed it out they both grinned and said we'd discuss those later.
I pulled my tank top and skirt back on. The waiter offered to give us a ride home as his shift was over and it was easier than calling a cab. We walked down the back hall and through the kitchen to the back lot where his truck was sitting. I could feel their cum start to leak out of me as we walked. As I stepped up into the truck to sit into the middle I was very aware that they both could see everything. I giggled to myself thinking there was no point being shy now.
I sat in between them, laid my head back, and, closing my eyes, listened to the radio. They each had a hand roaming over my body as the waiter drove home. I smiled as I wondered how I could get my underwear back.
The End.
Jenny Gets A 'Sister'
Kay fidgeted nervously on the hard plastic chair in the fast-food restaurant. The plastic was cool, but seemed to stick to her bare ass under the skirt. The rear garters holding her black nylons were uncomfortably pressing into her thighs. From jenny's description, Kay immediately spotted Master when He entered. She watched His confident stride as He brought His coffee to the table.
He sat down opposite her. "You are Kay." Not a question, but a statement.
"Yes, Sir," she answered shyly..
"Jenny has told me about you. She thought you might be a worthy addition to our family, if I approved."
"Well I'm not too happy now," Kay said, eyes on the tabletop.
"I have certain absolute rules in my household," Master told her. "If I accept you, then you will obey all of them at all times. I will train you with pain to serve, and for my pleasure. You will be a complete slave to me. You will service me in any way I wish. If I whore you out, it will be the same as you serving me. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Sir," Kay said.
"If you dare to even attempt to cheat on me, I'll throw you out on the street. There will be no second chance."
"I understand, Sir. The only reason I'm talking with you now is that jenny has told me what a wonderful Master You are. My boyfriend is a cruel bastard. H-h-he hurts me then picks up barflies and will bring them over to my apartment just to tease me. I know I'm not much to look at, Sir, but I'll work really hard to please You. I'd be honored to be trained by You and to be able to serve alongside jenny. You won't regret it, Sir, I promise," Kay's tears began.
"Well, just so you know up front, there will be pain, plenty of it," Master reminded her. "I've trained jenny so she can only cum with severe pain and tears in her eyes. I will do the same to you."
"I can take it, Sir. I'll gladly suffer anything You require."
"Humm..., we'll see. That's much easier said than done."
He came around to her side of the table and sat beside her. Immediately his hand snaked up her thigh under her skirt, past the top of her stocking to her crotch. She gave a little gasp at the intrusion, but dutifully spread her legs for Him.
"Black stockings and garter belt with no panties. Obviously jenny told you how to dress for me. Good girl," Master told her.
He checked her slit for dampness. It was. Then He removed His hand and presented His finger to her lips. This simple act of tasting herself melted her. Never had she felt m
ore submissive or slutty. 'Oh,' she thought, 'jenny is so lucky to serve this wonderful man.'
"Alright, Kay, you've passed the first part of the interview. Clean up the table and meet me in the parking lot." With that, He left her to straighten her skirt, dispose of the trash, and follow Him outside as fast as her heels would carry her.
She was told to follow Him home. "Don't worry, slut, jenny knows what I'm doing with you today, well most of it anyway. She's been sent out to the gym and shopping, with orders not to return until 5 o'clock."
Involuntarily she looked at her watch: 11 AM.
When they arrived, she was directed to park beside His car in the garage.
As the door came down, He ordered her to strip to heels, hose and garter belt. Ashamed of her overweight body, she blushed furiously, but complied. Buckling a wide, very thick collar around her neck, He then put leather wrist restraints on her which He fastened to the rear of the collar.
He guided her to the dungeon room with smacks on each ass cheek. Once they entered the room, the door closed with an ominous click. Releasing her wrists from the collar, He gave her a consent/release form to sign indicating that the session was totally voluntary on her part and giving up any legal recourse for the activities or outcome. Then her wrists were snapped to a ceiling hook and her arms were winched high overhead until she could just barely stand on tiptoe.
Taking a riding crop from a rack, He circled her, poking, prodding, thoroughly examining her externally.
"A bit of a belly there," He commented, delivering two quick swats of the crop above and below her navel.
"Decent thighs, nice calves," again the crop for emphasis. "That ass has enough padding for some serious punishment," here the crop hit hard enough to cause a sharp intake of breath, but otherwise Kay remained silent.
He pinched her ear lobes. "Looks like you could use some piercing, my dear."
After stroking her ample breasts, He hoisted both up by the nipples. She moaned. Dropping one, He hit the tender underside of the other one with the crop, then repeated the process on the other one. Kay gave a little squeal of pain, but held the strict position.
"Here's the situation today, Kay. There will be no penetration today, oral, vaginal, or anal, although you may be able to earn an orgasm. We'll see. It depends on how well you respond to pain, and your obedience. If I decide to accept you for training, you will move here immediately and be tested for STDs. You will have no sexual intercourse with anyone for six months, then be tested again. If you test clean at that time, then I will use all your holes at any time, in any fashion I desire. Do you understand?"
Her "Yes, Sir" came out a little timid. It was hard to believe this splendid man would consider training her. It was beyond her dreams.
"If you become one of my women, I will
discipline you to orgasm only on command, under extreme pain with tears in your eyes. You will experience severe breast and nipple torture, orifice reaming and stretching, and learn to deep throat. I will provide your wardrobe and you will only wear what I say. Once in training, there will never be a 'safe word.' If I decide to whip you until I draw blood, then I will. If I decide to pierce you anywhere on your body, you will happily submit. If I decide on brands or tattoos, you will obey. You will suffer for my pleasure and your improvement as you are trained to become a perfect slut. If I whore you out to friends, you will do so, and tell them you are my pain-slut. Right now your only decision is whether you want a 'safe word' for today only, or if you'd prefer a gag and a 'safe gesture."
"I-I'd like to be gagged, Sir, unless my screams would excite You."
"Very good! Spoken like a true bitch," Master was pleased with her response. Perhaps she would make a suitable addition to the household after all.
"Here's how it works. If you drop this, the session stops and you leave," He said, pressing a tennis ball into her hand.
As He brought the thick cock-shaped gag to her lips, she begged, "Please, Sir, I can't hold this big ball. I'm afraid I'll drop it accidentally. Oh please, Sir, gag me. I don't want a 'safe gesture'!"
"Are you absolutely certain, Kay? Once we begin, there's no stopping until the session is completed, and I know how to make a cunt scream, as jenny has told you, no doubt."
"I'm sure, M-Master. Please make the gag tight and use me hard," she condemned herself to the tortures she craved.
The silicone cock was thick, the strap tight. Within seconds her jaw began to ache. Giving each breast another taste of the crop, He turned to the corner sink and soon returned with a bulging enema bag which He attached to her suspension chain above her head.
"Did you give yourself a clean-out enema as jenny instructed?" He asked while lubing up a life-sized cock-shaped nozzle.
Unable to speak, Kay bowed her head and shook it.
"This is only two quarts of hot water, not even any soap. It's just to rinse you out a little and give you something to think about during your first whipping,"
Absent any foreplay, she groaned as He spread her cheeks and pushed the nozzle in relentlessly until it was fully seated. When He released the flow, she could feel the heat from the tubing along her spine and in her crack before the gush of hot water began filling her bowels.
"As I said, this is only two quarts. Eventually you'll learn to take four quarts or more if I decide. And then there's all the punishment recipes I use as well, strong soap, lemon juice, vinegar, milk and molasses. The vinegar is especially effective. Even a cup of it in a bag of hot water and you'll hardly be able to hold it for even seconds. But then of course, I've got ways to make sure it stays in so you can enjoy the intense cramping as long as I wish," He told her as the cramps began.
The two quarts distended her belly. He rubbed it and pressed in. She groaned.
"You think this is bad, slut? A standing four quart filling will have you begging for mercy. And because of your belly, in the future you'll get all your enemas wearing a girdle or corset. I know how to make a bitch suffer," He reminded her.
"A standing enema is the worst, unless I hang you by your ankles and then fill you completely. You'll drain and ache for hours after a suspension punishment enema session, I assure you."
As the cramps twisted her insides, her slit began twitching with excitement despite her imagination cringing at the terrors He described.
'I'm such a slut,' she thought as her legs began quivering with the strain.
When the bag was drained, He clamped the hose and removed the nozzle, none too gently either. An inflatable plug was inserted. The sound of the inflation bulb vied with her moans as the device grew and sealed her ass.
"There, now we're ready to begin," He laughed, picking up the riding crop once again.
Her ass, legs, belly and tits all glowed crimson when He exchanged the crop for a wooden paddle. He showed her the holes drilled in it spelling out 'SLUT', then proceeded to bruise most of the same areas. When He laid the paddle aside, the mass of small red bruises resembled chicken-pox.
The beating had taken her mind off the churning quarts inside her gut, but soon the cramping was at the forefront again. Tears were washing her cheeks as He brought up and adjusted a tall floor stand with a vibrator affixed on top. He adjusted the mechanism until it was firmly mashing her clit, but made no move to turn it on.
"Are you absolutely sure you want to continue?" He asked.
Through a mist of tears, Kay nodded. Oh she wanted this more than anything in the world right now! 'Oh please, Master,' her mind screamed, 'hurt me, use me!' She thrust her pelvis into the steel knob, seeking relief.
"You want that, do you? You want that vibrator on your clitty?" He teased.
She answered with a vigorous head shake and lascivious thrusting.
"Remember my rules? You earn orgasms with pain," He reminded her as He attached two serious clamps to her nipples. Their sharp teeth brought a squeal and some tiptoe dancing as she vainly tried to escape their awful bite. But after no more than fifteen seconds of agony, Kay was agai
n dry-humping the silent vibrator.
Master wrapped a nylon strap around the vibrator's support post and her thighs, securing the implement to her. Picking up a limber fiberglass switch, He began lashing her boobs. Not as heavy as a cane, it soon raised welts nevertheless. Her limited thrashing about only made the pendulous mounds swing and sway with frightful agony from the relentless clamps.
"I think you're about ready for your first pain-orgasm, don't you?" Master inquired.
When Kay gave no answer with her head, He slapped her welted tits hard to bring her back from sub-space. Focused again, she lowered her eyes and nodded assent.
Her knees buckled when He removed both clamps simultaneously. 'Gawd, that hurts!' her mind screamed.
Slapping her breasts until she was again standing straight, He winched the chain up another inch and a half, bringing her literally en pointe. Her toes and legs shrieked in agony at the strict position. When Master approached, flexing two different but wicked looking clamps, her eyes bulged in terror. True, He did ease the tension gradually onto her tortured buds, but as the full spring pressure bit into her tortured flesh, she saw flashes of orange and red behind her clenched eyelids. It hurt so frightfully she'd have gone on tiptoe but she was already there, so could only stand motionless and suffer.
She was crying uncontrollably now. Master switched the vibrator on and began beating her burning boobs with a leather cat-o-nine. She screamed, she cried, she begged, begged for mercy, begged for pain, she writhed, she danced, and she came - came as never before. It felt like her entire body had become her clit, like every nerve ending was twisting in orgasm.
When the earthquake subsided and she hung limply by her wrists, Master removed the clamps and turned the vibrator off. She never felt either. For the first time in her life, Kay had actually fainted, she came so completely.
