The Prop Master: Cindy's Student: Her Desire To Learn Was Insatiable

by Pat Powers

  The ropes permitted her some small amount of movement. She could raise her arm and her leg a little, or lower her arm and her leg a little. But she couldn't bring her arms and legs closer together.

  Jack stared down at Julia for a moment and considered whether to remind her of the safeword and the safesign. On the one hand, he was not sure Julia would remember that she had the option to say "no." On the other hand, he knew from postcoital talks with Cindy that once a sub was in subspace, she tended to get very deeply into passivity, and did not like to be spoken to except for commands. Julia, lying there so relaxedly, was clearly in subspace.

  He looked up at Cindy and saw her knowing look. He raised his eyes questioningly. She seemed to know what he was thinking and shook her head "no."

  Jack went with it. Cindy would have a better feel for what Julia was undergoing than he would. Like Oscar, he knew when to let more knowledgeable people tell him what to do.

  Cindy walked over and stood so that she was immediately behind Julia and knelt down, being careful not to pull Julia's hair as she did so. She scooted forward so that her pussy was right over Julia's face, then she slowly sat on Julia's face.

  Julia felt a little panicky at first with all that flesh descending on her face, but the gentleness of Cindy's descent calmed her. She relaxed again, slipping back into the all-engulfing and yet immensely pleasurable passivity she had entered earlier.

  Jack stood at Julia's side. Cindy reached out and grabbed Jack's cock, which was only half-turgid at the moment, and pulled it toward her. Jack had to straddle Julia with his feet, carefully placing them so that he didn't step on her arms or her side. Cindy smiled up at Jack and took his cock into her mouth. Jack reached down and gently stroked her hair as he looked down into her eyes. They always locked eyes when she sucked his cock, unless he had her blindfolded. He saw her with his cock in her mouth. And she looked at him, knowing that she was being seen with his cock in her mouth, and accepting it happily. It sounded silly put in words, like so much that had to do with sex, which is probably why they didn't talk about it. They just did it.

  As she sucked Jack's cock, she rubbed her pussy on Julia's face. Her nose and the ball part of the ball gag were especially rewarding as she worked Julia's face like it was a toy made for her ass.

  Julia gloried in passively accepting Cindy's use of her face. Julia was enjoying her helplessness to the full. She was what most people would call “bisexual” but to her mind, she was just a person who loved people, no matter what set of genitals they had. Cindy had a fine set of genitals, smooth and pink and wet and smelling very nice, something she appreciated since Cindy's labia were often on either side of her nose.

  In a few moments, Cindy felt Jack's cock hard as a rock in her mouth. She pulled her head back and pushed Jack away at the same time. Jack's instincts were not to go, but after a moment he stepped backward. Cindy looked up at Jack. She pointed to his crotch. She pointed to Julia's crotch.

  Jack raised his eyebrow.

  Cindy made a circle out of her left thumb and index finger and poked her left index finger vigorously in and out of it, smiled and nodded.

  Jack found it a bit strange to be asked to fuck another woman by your own woman, but his cock was ready and if Cindy wanted it, well, so be it.

  Jack knelt down between Julia's legs and braced his upper body above hers while Cindy quickly rolled away from Julia's head. Julia was sorry to see Cindy's butt go. It smelled so nice.

  "Hold on just a moment, Jack," Cindy said. "I want to do something."

  Jack waited while Cindy slid into place alongside Julia, kneeling beside her. She reached in with one free hand and seized Jack's cock.

  "I'll guide it in, Master," she said.

  Jack nodded. Obviously, this was a big thrill for Cindy. She had thrilled him often enough over the past couple of years. He was glad to return the favor however he could.

  Jack eased himself forward. Julia felt Cindy's hands probing her pussy lips, then pulling them apart. Jack, in response to Julia's tugging, slowly thrust foward into Julia, sliding between Julia's pussy lips and Cindy's fingers.

  He looked down at Julia's face. Her eyes, shadowed by the straps of her head harness, were open, and they gazed up at Jack from some very pleasant and calm place.

  Jack knew the expression well. He'd seen it many times as he thrust his cock into Cindy while she lay bound beneath him. It invariably meant she was very happy and having a great time.

  Jack began thrusting himself in and out of Julia. Cindy snuggled up alongside Julia and Jack and began kissing Jack and fondling Julia's nipples.

  Julia was overwhelmed with the stimulation she was receiving. Jack's thrusting was powerful and relentless. Julia's instinct was to wrap her legs and arms around Jack and to kiss him, too, but she was tied hand and foot and wearing a ball gag and she couldn't do any of that. All she could do was lie there and take it and take it and take it. This had the effect of making her more aroused than she'd ever been in her life. Reduced to a squirming animal by her bonds, all she could do was feel the sensations that Jack and Cindy created within her, and she felt them more intensely than she ever had.

  She began to moan through her gag. It was not a conscious thing. The moans were literally being squeezed out of her by her own lust. She'd never made noises like that on a movie set. She would never have thought to. (But some part of her was saving it, and would use it in some future film.)

  Then again, she wouldn't ordinarily have drooled, either, but there was a cool strand of drool oozing out the corner of her mouth and down the side her jaw. She could feel it, though she wasn't really conscious of it.

  What she was conscious of was the feel of Jack's cock ramming into and out of her. The pressure of her wrist and ankle cuffs holding her arms and legs wide apart. Cindy's fingers tweaking her nipples with a fiendish knowledge of how it felt to have one's nipples tweaked. The feel of the ball in her mouth, the straps on her face.

  Then finally, the feel of the orgasms welling up from her crotch. The resistance of her bonds as her body spasmed within them. The sound of her cries muffled by the ball. Jack's cries muffled by Cindy's mouth as she kissed him while he came, attempting to drink in the essence of his orgasm.

  And the miraculous thing, to Julia at least, was that the orgasms did not drive her out of the strange, peaceful place she was in. Instead, they seemed to drive her further in. When Jack rolled off her she was content to just lay there with the drool running out of the corner of her mouth and the love juices smeared on her thigh. Her hands moved reflexively in her cuffs, like trapped birds trying the limits of their cages. but not trying to escape.

  Cindy crawled atop Julia and wordlessly kissed her and hugged and gave her the affection and warmth that she herself always craved after sex. Jack laid on his side next to them and occasionally fondled a butt or a breast or whatever. He felt really good and very relaxed.

  Julia absorbed Cindy's attentions like a sponge. It would never have occurred to her to ask to be held in her present state of mind. But now that she was being held, she discovered that it was exactly the right thing.

  Kissing and hugging Julia soon brought more than comforting feelings out of Cindy, and her kissing and hugging was accompanied by more than friendly butt grinding that soon had Julia moaning through her gag.

  Which reminded Cindy of how good it had felt to rub her pussy against that very gag -- and Julia's nose. And now she could make things better for Julia. Cindy rose to her hands and knees and with a few careful movements repositioned herself so that she was now on her hands and knees with her pussy directly above Julia's face and her face directly above Julia's pussy. She slowly lowered herself to lie atop Julia. Cindy hadn't been with a woman for a while, but now seemed like a good time.

  Jack watched Cindy make love to Julia's bound form and marveled at the beauty of it. Women were so incredibly beautiful. To have creatures like that as your slavegirls was the greatest gift a man could have. There was not a soul
on Earth he envied. He watched Julia's hands and feet struggling in her bonds, heard her cries now doubly muffled by the ball gag and Cindy's ass, heard Cindy moaning as she tongued Julia and thrust her butt again and again against Julia's ball gag and nose. Slavegirls were without shame or inhibition -- that was what made them so incredibly exciting.

  Their cries crescendo-ed after a short while, and Cindy's writhing reached a peak and subsided. Julia went limp in her bonds.

  Cindy rolled off Julia and laid on the floor breathing heavily, her body gone limp as well.

  Jack got up and walked behind the curtains. He came out with a pair of strap-in vibrators and a tube of sex lube.

  Cindy looked up at Jack as he walked over to them and smiled when she saw the strap-ins. These were special strap-ins. She had worn them before. They were fiendishly wonderful devices.

  Sliding the vaginal strap-in vibrator into Julia's pussy was easy enough, and Cindy held it in place while Jack tied the straps on back of the vibrator to rings set in the belt Cindy had fastened on her back when she'd dressed in her slave gear.

  Then Jack untied Julia and rolled her over onto her stomach, while Cindy put plenty of lube on the other, smaller vibrator. Jack spread Julia's cheeks wide apart while Cindy took the vibrator and slowly and carefully slid it up Julia's ass.

  In her passive state, Julia was unusually receptive and her butt barely clenched as Cindy slid the vibrator in. She hadn't done a lot of anal in her personal life and none onscreen, but … she felt so good and so relaxed. After a brief initial resistance, it slid right in, and once again they tied straps on back of the vibrator to the belt, securing it as it was, lodged deep within her.

  Finally, they used the links on Julia's wrists cuffs to fasten her hands behind her back. They tied Julia's collar to a ring set in the floor, and tied her legs far apart, though not quite uncomfortably far apart, to other rings set in the floor.

  Then they got up and pulled the curtain facing the sofa back to reveal a large-screen TV set. There were three remote control units on top of the set. Jack grabbed all three and sat on the sofa and Cindy curled up beside him. Jack pointed one of the remotes at the TV. An old Bogart movie was playing on cable. Jack pushed another button. A video image of the room they were sitting in appeared on the screen. Jack pushed a few more buttons and the image enlarged and moved a bit until only Julia's body filled the screen.

  Cindy picked up another remote and pointed it back toward Julia's bound body. She pressed a button and suddenly one of the vibrators inside Julia buzzed into life. Then she picked up the other remote and pressed its button, and suddenly both vibrators were doing their insidious work deep inside Julia's moist cavities.

  "Now, that's entertainment," Cindy said as they watched Julia writhe.

  Julia wasn't sure what Cindy meant by that. She only knew that it was going to be a long night.

  An Excerpt From Book Three of The Prop Master

  "You HAVE been thinking naughty slavegirl thoughts," he said.

  "Darned tootin'" Cindy smiled. "Whatcha gonna do about it, ya big, bad master guy?"

  "I am going to force you to do the nastiest, most depraved things I can think of," said Jack.

  "Well, that's what I was hoping for," said Cindy.

  "You can start putting this back on,"" said Jack, tossing Cindy's used thong back at her.

  Cindy grabbed the thong.

  "Now I KNOW the end is coming," said Cindy. "The press gets things right on the first shot, and my master is ordering me to put clothes back on after I've taken them off."

  "All will be made clear in the fullness of time," Jack said.

  "I'm nervous about that, too," said Cindy, adjusting the thong.

  "Pull it in nice and tight," said Jack. "Now, come over here and kneel between my knees, hands behind your back."

  Cindy did as she was told. When she knelt back, Jack seized her face in his hands and pulled her to him, kissing her hard and deep, a wild, passionate kiss that had been building up inside him since the morning.

  Cindy responded eagerly to his kiss, mouth open wide, yielding to him and returning his passion fully with passion of her own. Though she was constrained to keep her hands behind her back until Jack gave her the command to release them, she was able to writhe in his arms, which she did.

  Jack's hands got very busy, following every line of Cindy's fulsome curves. He especially went for her crotch, pressing his fingers into her butt and squeezing her cheeks gently, running his hands up her crack, and down into the crevice of her pussy, rubbing against the fabric of her thong.

  Cindy started moaning softly under this assault, which only increased the vigor of Jack's attentions. She constantly had to fight the impulse to wrap her arms around Jack and pull him to her. But she had learned that no amount of short-term relief equaled the intense pleasure she got from submission.

  Jack rolled off the weight bench and crushed Cindy beneath him.

  "Hands over head, legs spreadeagled," he ordered, and Cindy was finally able to release her wrists from behind her back, where they were being pretty thoroughly smushed under Jack's weight, only to have to stretch them above her, once again unable to use them. Still, as she stretched her legs wide apart, she felt a deep thrill. She loved being so open, so exposed, so helpless before Jack. Cindy had become so intensely attuned to him that she responded to any cue of mastery from him with a slightly faster heartbeat, an intensified sense of his presence and sometimes, lubrication dripping from her pussy. It was that intense.

  Also By Pat Powers

  The Prop Master

  Book One of the Prop Master Series

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  Jack Davis and his girlfriend and love slave Cindy Sturges are an up-and-coming couple in the movie industry a few decades from now. Jack is a prop master for movies, a job that sometimes entails tying people up for scenes. Cindy is a stunt woman/actress who's trying to move into acting full time. Jack's bondage and dominance sexuality with Cindy pays off on the job because it has made him a strong advocate for safety in bondage scenes, even if that means objecting strongly enough to stop production at times, and also because Jack knows how to use bondage to ramp up the drama and sexiness of any bondage or damsel in distress scene to whatever degree the director desires.

  This makes Jack appealing to both smart, ambitious actresses who want their scenes to work well, and insurers who want to minimize costs associated with injuries on the set and the resulting lawsuits.

  Cindy is in demand because she has an instinct for getting the most out of any scene involving bondage or a power exchange, most especially scenes involving male dominance and female submission, because in their private life, Jack and Cindy play out these scenes in the bedroom and enjoy them immensely, within the context of their thoroughly egalitarian relationship outside the bedroom.

  Jack and Cindy's skills lead them to sign with Desert Industry Dreams Incorporated,(DiD Inc.), a well-financed movie production company that plans to create movies that, when properly cut, can easily earn an R or even a PG rating and be shown in theaters and on cable television, a dying market in the future, but whose full versions will entertain viewers on the adult websites who are major backers of the company.

  Can Jack and Cindy's relationship survive the attempts of hot female movie stars who, almost by reflex, attempt to seduce Jack, and the attempts of some men to use Cindy's sexual submissiveness to make her their sex slave? Will the dark forces that oppose DiD Inc. succeed in shutting down production? There's an easy way to find out .. read the book!

  This book is a little over 17,000 words long and is part of the basic income/morality laws world.

  Also By Pat Powers

  Riverbeast Games

  Book Four of the Riverbeast Series

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  Constance Harlee, princess of the river town of Euharlee, Missouri, has been reduced to a human pet, lower than a slave, by keelboat captain Bart
Fink, who had a grudge against her father. As they travel down the mighty Mississippi, the riverboatmen find all sorts of fun, sexy games to play with their pet. She learns her role in the games, and how to play them well. She intends to seduce the men, to fool them, to trick them into making them treat her better. She poses prettily as she begs for table scraps, she But she will slowly learn, to her chagrin, that sometimes you play the game, and sometimes, the game plays you.

  There are a lot of nice bits in Riverbeast Games: Constance has her face secured to the cock of a riverboatman named Big Jack Folsom by means of straps attached to her head harness and his belt, and then Belle the whore joins in on the action and suddenly Constance is the bound third party in a three-way between Jack and Belle, literally unable to keep her face out of their crotches. There's also a scene where the riverboatmen and the whores conspire to bring a helplessly bound Constance to the point of orgasm, and then denying. Finally there's a scene that's a bit of a nod to steampunk in which Belle brings out a brass device, a steampunk style "spreader" that Constance finds herself wearing, helplessly displayed to the men as Belle manipulates her body.