The Lion's Pride

[monique_minx]

I feel him move back from me, the rustle and the nothingness get my curiosity going and I can't help it. I lift up slightly and look back over my shoulder in time to see him grab FM and pull her close. I stifle the groan that wishes to escape once his cock comes into view, fucking glorious and neither one of us get to...ohhh!

He's not looking at me but then he knows me well enough to know that it would kill me to be in FM's position, so close and yet so unable to...

Fuck! I try to clear my head, my needy sex is stealing my mind from me though. He speaks and I try to focus myself, focus on what he's saying. Damn it Minx! Get it together much?!

There it is, girls... Are you both ready to please it now? Maybe I'll shove one of you in a cage, and bend the other over the top while I fuck... Use one of you to clean up the messes left, aching and wanting to be filled yourself... What do you think?

I stifle the wanton moan which then becomes a greedy whimpering sound, last time he did this....well, I was the misbehaving cunt in the cage, with FM though? It could very well go either way and I know she's thinking exactly what I'm thinking, that she'll be the one in the cage. But Master is unpredictable so I won't assume anything. My voice is a low moan thick with lust as I respond

I think we're always ready to please you Sir and fuck! Just about anything sounds more wonderful than continuing to....

I trail off, blushing furiously over the things that almost escaped me, my eyes struggle to look up at his face but fuck, his cock is consuming my mind entirely. My greedy sex throbs to remind me of why.

 

[fuckmeat]

I watch him undress, mesmerised. He knows I will not break away from his gaze until he does. It pains me to see his clothes cast aside, as my first urge is to lovingly fold them, though of course I don't. When he is finally naked though, his wardrobe couldn't be further from my mind. My lips part automatically, my mouth moistening with Pavlovian predictability. I want to nuzzle him and inhale his scent, to pleasure his heavy balls and then cover his cock in licks and kisses before taking the head into my mouth to suck. The blowjob I won't be giving flashes before my eyes to taunt me, glazing them with cocklust.

Suddenly Master presses me against his hip and by this time his hard cock has become the only thing in my world. I watch his sadistic lust pulse along the length of it and inhale deeply, catching the merest whisper of his scent as he speaks.

There it is, girls... Are you both ready to please it now? Maybe I'll shove one of you in a cage, and bend the other over the top while I fuck... Use one of you to clean up the messes left, aching and wanting to be filled yourself... What do you think?

Yes Sir! Use your sluts Master, make us serve your cock. We always want to please it Sir.

For my part, I am certain that my place will be inside the cage, feasting on Master and Minx's effluvia. I don't even dare to fantasise that he would put me over the cage and fuck me, because when he inevitably locks me inside that cage it will break my depraved little heart... for a short while. I assume that Minx will be rewarded for her service to him, believing myself unworthy of any task but cleaning up after them. My cunt throbs and I try to quell the futile arousal. Even if by some miracle Master did put me on that cage, I wouldn't dare to dream that he'd actually use my cunt.

 

[Leopald]

They both seemed so eager for it, that he almost felt remorse over the decision to cage one of them. Almost. But he still hadn't decided which was going where, so he decided to buy some time.

He holds FM in place at his hip while he leans forward and grabs a thick handful of Minx's bright red hair. Using the grip, he pulls her roughly around and off of the bed, to kneel opposite her sister, and equally close yet distant from his cock. With a pair of heads pressed to his hips, he just looked down at them and laughed, knowing they were willing his member closer for even the smallest taste. A quick motion of his pelvis, and the thick manhood swayed just enough to brush each pair of lips once. Another laugh at their needy misfortune was all that he offered.

My little sluts... So close, yet so far... Maybe I'll just hold you both like this for a while, see which of you begs the loudest, makes the biggest mess...

At the end of his patronizing words, he loosened both grips, allowing them to move more freely. This would prove to be both a blessing and a curse to them, and his sadistic mind was already turning with the possibilities.

Go ahead. Taste.

 

[monique_minx]

He doesn't respond, the next thing I feel is a sharp painful tug on my hair and I scramble with a soft cry as he forces me to kneel down opposite my sister. I groan softly, biting my lip as he holds me at equal distance. My eyes flicker to her and back to his cock, I can't tear my eyes away, he knows that of course. I hate it when he does this to me alone without the build up, with FM and all the build up? I feel like I wanna die where I kneel because the growing need to sate my selfish desires is screaming at me.

He sways and his cock brushes my lips which part, a low moan, an O of surprise and then a long groan coupled with my body slumping as that's all he allows. His laugh makes my stomach do flips, he knows exactly how to frustrate me and yet I say nothing and do nothing because I know that if I do, it'll only get worse. The consequences are so unexpected and usually the thing I want most; whatever it is will end up denied to me.

My little sluts... So close, yet so far... Maybe I'll just hold you both like this for a while, see which of you begs the loudest, makes the biggest mess...

I whimper softly, pouting but then his grip loosens and my eyes widen. For the first time, I manage to peel my gaze from his cock to look up at his face hopefully.

Go ahead. Taste.

I waste no time then, I drop my head down to his shaft again and wriggle forward a little, reaching eagerly as I watch FM move as well. I can't help the shit eating grin on my lips as I run my tongue up his length on my side. This time I take his balls first and allow her the first chance to suck him off, I drop my mouth and swirl my tongue around them keenly, greedily, I start to suck his balls into my mouth. My moans are soft and yet audible, giving oral is one of the things I enjoy the most.

 

[fuckmeat]

My eyes meet Minx's as he pulls her down to the floor and once again I am glad to be sharing this experience with her. Master's swaying cock quickly captures my attention however, grazing my lips before moving away. I want it so much and yet somehow I always mentally place myself at the bottom of the food chain. Minx's strong will makes her submission so damn sexy and at times I worry that my ready compliance can make me dull and predictable to him. Master cuts into my thoughts though, his swaying cock holding our gazes.

My little sluts... So close, yet so far... Maybe I'll just hold you both like this for a while, see which of you begs the loudest, makes the biggest mess...

My eyes meet hers again and not even I could say who would win the 'biggest mess' competition. Fortunately Master is far too impatient to bother finding out.

Go ahead. Taste.

As usual, I wait for Minx to move first and then meet her in an odd parody of intimacy as we both lick our way along Master's length, noses practically touching. Then to my surprise she moves down to his balls, leaving his hard shaft unattended. I moan in surprise as I lick and kiss my way all over his cock, every part that I can reach without getting in Minx's way. My cunt throbs hard as I push my mouth down onto him, imagining his length pushing into my wanton pussy instead. I start slow but suck hard, relishing his taste and wanting to maximise his pleasure as I work him deeper into my hot, wet mouth.

 

[Leopald]

As the girls go to work, he struggles to maintain composure, watching them calmly as they bathe his cock and balls with their tongues. The heat is exquisite, and he finds himself suppressing a shiver that threatened to rise up his spine in response. One mouth licking and sucking at his sack, the other working itself down over his shaft, and it was an incredible combination. One thing was certain; he would have to make his decision soon...

Fingers flexed in each thick handful of hair as he bided his time and waited as patiently as possible. He was never one to rush a blowjob, especially when it was two very eager mouths giving it, but he already had visions of sinking into a sopping cunt flowing through his brain, and it was becoming increasingly difficult to resist the desire to get started. Still, he stood resolute and waited, unmoving.

His toes flexed in an effort to distract slightly, to give them more time, but he was still gazing deep into the eyes that looked up to measure his approval, and a crooked grin was offered in return. Damn, but they were good at this. He really did need to get them together more often...

Who will be the first to crack? To beg for me? Will I fuck or deny the first to beg? Hmmm...

These were rhetorical questions, though, as he seriously doubted either would take their lips off of him long enough to answer. He just wanted to get their minds thinking and wondering along with his.

 

[monique_minx]

I make a split second decision after I suck his sack for awhile and I move my mouth up his shaft, my tongue tracing a long line while my eyes spark at FM to take my lead. When she moves back to the head of his cock, I take him into the corner of my mouth and pull her close, kissing her while his cock is between us both.

Just a small something I wanted to try, I moan softly into her mouth though, it's definitely a fun experiment! His questions break into my mind as I release her mouth though.

Who will be the first to crack? To beg for me? Will I fuck or deny the first to beg? Hmmm...

He's fucking with us, I think quickly as my mouth wraps his shaft and FM and I switch places. Still I think on his words, I can't help it. I'm not going to answer him. I don't think he's expecting it, it's more like he's musing to himself.

I slip down on his cock a few more inches and suck him hungrily, bobbing faster because I know he can't keep this up much longer. My eyes drift to FM and I just smile around his cock, I've missed sharing with her a lot, we always seem to have interesting times together and a shiver runs through me as I recall the last time. That was fucking hot!

My eyes lift again to gauge his reactions...come on!

 

[fuckmeat]

I kiss Minx passionately, our tongues lashing over Master's cock as we moan into each other's mouths.

Who will be the first to crack? To beg for me? Will I fuck or deny the first to beg? Hmmm...

Minx doesn't flinch and neither do I, we're not nearly stupid enough to stop serving our Master to answer rhetorical questions. Soon I'm down pleasuring his balls, running a wet finger over his frenulum as I suck each orb into my mouth and taste Minx on him, flickering my tongue over each captive ball before gently releasing it.

 

[Leopald]

As expected, neither answers his line of thinking, they just continue happily sucking and licking at his manhood. And he is perfectly fine with that. After all, he would probably have smacked them immediately if they had broken away to respond.

He idly rubs at scalps deep in their hair as they diligently service him, and he wonders if he should let them continue till his first orgasm. But that could be quite a while, yet, as he wasn't known for his ability to climax due to oral. A heavy sigh, which gave way to him passing the fleeting idea up and once again concentrating on their work. It was the calm before the storm, and he was building up ideas and thoughts that would cause great pain and arousal in his masochist bitches very soon. A wicked smile spread, and his eyes narrowed with a fresh set of ideas. One of them would be caged, but not yet.

His grip tightens on FM, while his other hand releases Minx, and he pulls the useless cunt back and away from his cock while allowing Minx to continue. A heavy slap comes down on FM's tits, and he releases her hair to wrap a fist around her throat. The next several minutes were filled with as much abuse as he could muster, and the poor breasts were subjected to clawing, slapping, pinching, tugging, and twisting.

All the while, the fingers around her throat flexed and loosened rhythmically, cutting off her air supply before granting it again in a rush. It wasn't long before the abused orbs were maddeningly red, and lines from nails and stretching were brighter than the deep red backdrop.

 

[monique_minx]

As much as I love this, my jaw starts to ache a little, I try to block it and work more of him into my mouth while I feel his grip loosen and disappear from me. A moment later, my eyes shift to see him pull FM back and brutalize her breasts. I catch myself freezing up on his cock as I watch and I start up again, sucking harder and faster; hoping he didn't notice and also grateful I never let him slip from my mouth.

I moan and take another inch of him into my mouth until he's brushing at my throat while I bob. I twirl my tongue hard and fast, lifting my eyes to his face, he's distracted by FM's breasts and I smile around his member. I don't take him into my throat yet, fuck that, I usually put that off as long as I can anyway!

 

[fuckmeat]

When he pulls me away my first assumption is that I'm about to get caged but Master swiftly goes to work on my tits, slapping, backhanding and clawing at them mercilessly. My alabaster pale flesh, sensitive at the best of times, swells and throbs, making my tits a little bigger for him as I moan and squirm. All the while he chokes me relentlessly, giving me scant opportunity to breathe. I hang from his fist helplessly, staring up into his pitiless eyes as mine cry and beg him for mercy. He is so tall that it costs him little effort to keep my up on my toes, straining upwards for every precious breath. He twists and pinches my scratched and swollen flesh, while I buck and squeal raggedly.

 

[Leopald]

When he grows tired of abusing FM's red tits, he shoves her back to her knees, then uses one hand around Minx's throat to move her up, while the other hand shoves FM back onto his cock, a sign to resume sucking, or else.

What's good for one... He launches into a similar treatment for Minx, and while his fingers grip her neck, his free hand launches heavy strikes and dragging nails across her tits. A sadistic grin forms on his face as he grabs a nipple to twist and pull, and it doesn't take long to have her entire chest matching her sister's. So he drops her back to her knees.

A hand takes the back of FM's head and force is applied to drive the entirety of his length into her mouth and down her throat, slowly at first. But soon, his hips are bucking into the retching oesophagus, and a low groan escapes his lips, as he continues to thrust.

 

[monique_minx]

I cough and my eyes widen as his fingers wrap my throat and drag me backwards, his cock dropping from my mouth. I whimper softly, yelping every so often as he goes to town on my breasts. He knows how that effects me and before too long, I'm sitting in a fucking river of myself.

I gasp for breath when I can get it and whimper continuously, letting shuddering breaths escape my lungs as he pulls my sensitive nipples. Fuck!! I squirm where I am, fighting the urge to lift my hands or pull away though it's insistent and growing...

 

[fuckmeat]

I'm grateful when the respite comes and as Master shoves me down to his cock I take the opportunity to thank him for his mercy, licking and sucking with gusto. Minx gets pulled up and similarly abused and I try to tune it out so I can concentrate on the task at hand.

Then without warning Master starts violating my face, shoving his cock back deep and hard until I'm yelling and retching on it. Still he pushes himself determinedly in till he's lodged in my throat, fucking his cockhead in and out of my tight throat. I am holding my breath and have been for quite some time. Master groans and seeks his own pleasure though, popping in and out of my throat

 

[Leopald]

It wasn't too long before he was out of FM's abused throat and turning to Minx. He was planning the same treatment for her, as he grabbed the back of her head and slid the entire length between her lips. As he felt the resistance of throat, he simply grunted and pushed past it, until finally he was giving Minx her own brutal face-fucking.

Then he began to alternate between the two mouths, sliding out of one and into the other, fucking for a few moments, and returning to the original. As he switched back and forth, his hands would have a firm hold of the head in use while his hips drove forward and his arms yanked back, and low groans came from deep in his chest. Noses were repeatedly hitting his pelvis, chins were brushing his balls, it was a fantastic feeling.

Willing holes for his pleasure, was his mindset at the moment, and nothing short of a safeword would make him remember that his slaves were even people. As far as he was concerned, they were just wet toys for his amusement, and he knew that's what would turn them on the most.

 

[monique_minx]

When he releases my breasts at last, the respite is short lived before his cock is driven into my mouth. My lips locked open in an O of surprise with very little time to think at all. I gasp for air while I can get it which is within the small space of only a few seconds. My ass is on fire, my tits are stinging and my cunt is an aching puddle longing for attention. As he pushes against my throat's resistance, I cry out and my eyes start to well up with unshed tears. I gag on him instantly but he doesn't slow, I know he doesn't care, just another orifice for his pleasure. I wouldn't have it any other way as I've told him so many times before when he's sexually objectified me in so many ways.

He starts to fuck my mouth which is opened painfully wide so I don't bite him while he ruthlessly uses my face like another cunt. I choke on his long shaft, gratefully giving it such attention though in such a painful way, my nose repeatedly crushes to his pelvis as the tears stream down my face. I'm reminded of his favourite game and wish I hadn't learned it for a moment there, it's been sport ever since but I still love to lose in not just that way but many others.

Finally he starts to share his cock with FM but returns to my open mouth still gasping for air and I realize we're playing a whole new game now. Sharing the saliva and breathless gasps for oxygen; it makes me feel oddly close to my sister sub and my hand slides blindly across, fumbling to find hers without missing a beat with Master's shaft. I grab her hand tightly and squeeze it; not enough to hurt but more than enough to make her aware of me through the haze I know is overcoming us both in this vigorous seizing.

That I could safe word comes to mind, he knows my special, particular safe word and while the thought flits across my lust filled mind as I wheeze for breath after a particularly violent bunch of gagging and choking. I don't safe word and I won't. I trust him completely with all of me and the desire to serve, to make him happy; just builds. I feel complete devotion to him, a complete lack of self preservation or wish to be anything more than what he wants me to be within any given circumstance. Sure, I continue to cry and pant for my next breath but I feel well and truly like I belong, he owns me and I have a place in which I am secure, somewhere I feel whole and fulfilled in what I do for us both. It's never been a one way street, he does something for me I can't describe and it'd be futile to try but if at all possible, I feel more submissive with him than I've ever been with anyone.

My eyes flicker across to FM again while he takes my throat all over again and through my tears and wretching noises, I hope she see's me smile around him cause she makes sure I'm not alone.

 

[fuckmeat]

It was brutal. Once he was done with Minx Master set about subjecting the two of us to throatrape. Scarcely would I finish gasping, coughing and retching, taking huge breaths of precious air, than he would be upon me again, pinching my jaw if my mouth didn't open fast enough, grabbing my head for leverage and slamming his way as deep as he could go. I knew Minx fared no better and it was rare that he treated us exactly the same. If his plan was to make us closer as sisters, it was working and when her hand caught mine I held it tight. It took all I had not to claw helplessly at his hips as he used me, or to try fleeing when he turned to my sister. There was no pleasure to be gained by such savage use, not on any ordinary level. This was about self sacrifice on our part and the kind of diamond hard pride that came from truly knowing what we could endure.

I did think about safewording but Master seemed so distant. In my mind I could see him laughing at me before carrying on regardless... and of course, the thought made me wet. There was also Minx to consider. Had this been just me and him, a throatrape with no respite, I could maybe have decided that I'd truly reached the end of my tolerance and safeword. With her beside me, I knew that I didn't want to be the first one to beg for mercy and I knew her well enough to be confident that she was thinking the same thing. Master of course, knew that the competitive side of our service to him would keep both of us at his feet until we passed out or died. There are few creatures more reckless than a stubborn submissive. And we both trusted him, trusted that he would not break his toys beyond repair.

But he was cold. There was no eye contact now, no attempt made to connect with either one of us. We were orifices right now, conduits for his sadistic lust, outlets. Nothing existed for Master but the sensations that were no doubt flowing through his body from his cock. It was always hard, to trust in someone capable of such total detachment but it was that fear that kept us addicted to him, the uncertainty of never quite knowing what he was capable of or how far he would push.

 

[Leopald]

While using the gasping fuckholes, he was already considering his next options, his next plans. And the ideas force a grin to grow wider on his face. Then a loud laugh sounded from his lips, uncaring as to whether they heard or registered the laugh, or what frightened thoughts were running through their minds.

Suddenly, he was done with them. In an act that displayed utter boredom, he shoved them both to the floor and stood impassively. But this was what they both needed. As sisters, and as submissives.

Stupid, stubborn bitches...

The belt cracked loudly, and fell down savagely and repeatedly over just about any exposed flesh it could reach, whether already abused or not, and he didn't care. It went on like this for several minutes, the methodical, cold, heartless lashes taking out their wicked pleasure from their beaten forms.

Finally, the leather fell silent, and he turned on his heel to approach the nearby cage and opened the door. A brow raised curiously as he offered them what would probably be the toughest choice of the night, so far.

Only one of you goes in the cage, the other will be subject to my whims, and whatever I choose for now. Which of you will crawl into the cage, and which will be offering their fuckholes first?

You get to decide, whores. And make it quick, else we'll start all over again.

 

[monique_minx]

I gasp breathlessly, coughing and wretching as he pushes us both away and my hands slap the floor. I roll onto my back, trying to catch my breath and soothe my raw throat, I look over at FM where I lay, she's just within arm's reach but we splayed backwards in a V shape.

Stupid, stubborn bitches...

The first belt lashes across my vulnerable thigh and I scream in shock, curling up in an effort to protect my front while my back, ass, sides and thighs cop the abuse from his vicious swings. I barely have a moment to think of what I might've done wrong but I doubt I'd get the answer entirely right either. My fingers were still latched tightly to hers but the grip was long forgotten as we both attempted to protect the most sensitive parts of our bodies.

Finally he stops and the raw abuse is ceased, he walks away and I weakly look up at the clinking sound of metal. The cage door swings open and I whimper softly, waiting for the verdict that will never come.

Only one of you goes in the cage, the other will be subject to my whims, and whatever I choose for now. Which of you will crawl into the cage, and which will be offering their fuckholes first?

You get to decide, whores. And make it quick, else we'll start all over again.

I whimper and my eyes widen in terror at the implications and possible consequences of the ultimatum offered. On one hand, the last time I was in the cage, I lost my damn mind and I misbehaved badly. I know FM takes to that like a fish in water, my eyes drift to her. On the other hand, for me, being outside of the cage isn't much better given the possibilities of what I might be subjected to. But then, I know we're both masochists but I still don't think I could handle him denying me and abusing more of my flesh...my eyes drift to FM and plead with her, discuss with her in silence because I am bad with decisions and I cannot make one. I decide to make her choose for us both.

Pick one babe, I'll take the other, I don't care. I just can't choose.

I tell her hoarsely and freeze up after a slight movement makes my skin scream at me. I'm still panting somewhat and I pray she chooses fast because if this started over, I'm not so sure I wouldn't want to safe word or else slip in subspace.

 

[fuckmeat]

Terror began to get the better of me as Master laughed loudly and then abruptly ceased, his expression slackening into one of utter boredom with psychotic swiftness. Before I had time to wonder what that meant for us, I was thrown backwards onto the floor, hitting it hard.

Stupid, stubborn bitches...

I lifted my head to see him towering over us, the belt in his hand. Before I had time to yell 'no!' let alone to remember that 'no' wasn't a safeword, he was raining lashes down on us. Minx and I had so much exposed flesh between us that Master didn't even have to aim. I curled on my side and protected my face but I couldn't let go of her hand. It felt like forever, as I lay there and hauled air past my abused throat, gasping and sobbing with fear and pain, crying out as the worst strokes hit my more sensitive flesh.

Then he stopped. Minx remained motionless on the end of my hand. The two of us simply didn't want to know what was coming next. Master walked away and opened the cage as we lifted red, tear streaked faces towards him.

Only one of you goes in the cage, the other will be subject to my whims, and whatever I choose for now. Which of you will crawl into the cage, and which will be offering their fuckholes first?

You get to decide, whores. And make it quick, else we'll start all over again.

I looked at Minx. I had been hoping that she would make a choice but her gaze was as wide and helpless as mine. Precious seconds ticked by. Minx opened her mouth and I sagged with relief inside, assuming she was going to be decisive. I was wrong.

Pick one babe, I'll take the other, I don't care. I just can't choose.

I got shakily onto my hands and knees and crawled to the cage. I knew Minx didn't handle denial or procrastination well. She needed release of some kind and it was just possible that Master would oblige. My progress towards the little prison was slow, pretty much every inch of my skin was raw and painful, while prolonged terror had made me clumsy and shaky. I half expected him to slam the door before I got there and tell me it was too fucking late but eventually, I crossed the threshold and collapsed.

I looked back at Minx, my expression already apologetic, unsure that I had made the right decision. Now that I was here it felt like I was saving myself rather than shielding her from facets of Master's sadistic nature that she handled poorly.

"Good luck sis."

 

[Leopald]

The choice was made, and was finalized as the cage door slammed shut. His eyes left FM's forlorn expression and darted over to Minx. A few quick steps, and he had Minx by the throat. He dragged her limply and bent her over the cage in about as far from a gentle manner as possible.

I'm going to make you scream, fucktoy... And no, you may not cum, though I'm fairly certain that won't stop you. But you can have that running through your mind as it overtakes you.

Without another word, and barely even a pause, his shaft was thrust deep into the sopping cunt. Hands on her ass pushing her down as he took what he wanted from her hole, savagely pounding away as a man possessed. He knew she wouldn't be able to take it for long, but he didn't care. She would probably cum without permission and full of regret, maybe even shame, but he still didn't care. She was a conduit for his desires now, nothing more, and powerful legs and hips drove his cock in and out like an over-charged piston.

Then came the swats of his bare hand to her already bright red abused ass. And still, he pressed on, no respite planned.

 

[monique_minx]

I look at FM for what seems like an eternity as the cage door slams on her and I wonder which of us has the short end of the stick. His hand grips my throat, I blink quickly; not even having realized he'd crossed the floor to me. I gasp raggedly, wheezing for air as he drags me across the room without care for me or my intensifying need for oxygen while my legs scramble beneath me uselessly.

He finally releases my throat only to slam my gut hard into the edge of the cage, I bend over it, pressed to the bars and viewing my sister from above now. I think perhaps I was wrong to let her pick. I'm fucked either way really, lose/lose situation. But then, with him it usually is.

I'm going to make you scream, fucktoy... And no, you may not cum, though I'm fairly certain that won't stop you. But you can have that running through your mind as it overtakes you.

I whimper loudly but am left without any time to protest (though I am certain he wouldn't give a shit anyway) I gasp and moan loudly as he drives into me and I expel all the air from my lungs in that instant. He fucks me into the bars which rattle against the weight of us, he knows I won't last long, my soaked cunt is evidence of that as it grips him tightly. Begging him would be a futile act and he knows just as well as I do that I can't hold out very long unless he stops or at least slows; even then....close call. He won't grant me permission but I will try anyway as my moans increase in volume and I grip the bars; my face contorted into something resembling pain and ecstasy over the knowledge that he's about to force me into disobeying him.

He starts to rain spanks down on the abused flesh of my ass then, I start to pitch my voice higher, almost screaming when I give in; it's all too quick but the build up to this has just been too much.

Please let your fucktoy cum Sir?!? Please!

I scream desperately, hoping he might be merciful and grant me permission anyway....dear god, I am such a dreamer...oh well...nothing for it...

 

[fuckmeat]

I lie curled in a foetal ball in the cage, the barred floor digging into me uncomfortably. Minx lands overhead as I knew she would and I can see the menace in Master's expression as he fucks and abuses her. Part of me is jealous but the overall vote is in favour of lying here and recovering somewhat. I know he won't be done until he's had all six of his holes but for the moment I'm out of the firing line. I wonder to myself whether it will be better to be used once Master has tired himself, or whether the final frenzy of him seeking his climax will have me screaming my safeword.

My skin is hot from head to foot, belt welts raised all over my body. My poor tits are agony and I doubt Minx's feel any better squashed against the bars of my prison. His thrusts were utterly savage. If the cage hadn't been against the wall he would have propelled us all across the room. Minx must be getting annihilated against the unyielding bars. I watch them fuck and listen to the obscene sounds they make, my own arousal sending me into something of a trance in the absence of any external stimulus.

Minx cuts into my reverie with her desperate plea and I'm willing Master to let her cum even though I know it's futile. Her scream goes right through me.

 

[Leopald]

The flesh beneath his was jerking and quivering, and the cunt engulfing his cock was swallowing him hungrily. But when she began to beg to cum, he ignored her completely. He had warned her, told her there would be no permission coming. Yet still, she was begging like the whore she was, all for a simple release. He was sure she would have the release, but not through a granted source, and thus it would lose something for her. At the moment, he was pretending not to care.

The hole was his, completely and totally, and his cock was invading deeply while he grunted in satisfaction. Fingers dig into her hips and ass, while he bucks his hips and drives further into her, likely propelling her beyond the point of no return. Yet he continued, showing no signs of stopping or slowing. A hand raked up her back and tugged hard on her hair. Every thrust from his hips came with a pulls from his hands, using her body as leverage to get deeper and harder.

He was wondering if she was going to lose it soon...

 

[monique_minx]

I get no response and I start to panic, I could've guessed at that but he's about to leave me choiceless and force me into disobedience...usually...I get to pick! I whimper but then he makes me cry out as he continues to slam my battered body into the cage bars.

Ahh-ah!

I cry out with his thrust, it's followed successively by louder, similar cries of impending ecstasy. My eyes are wide with fear, he'll be all over this the moment I do cum and my fear is only bringing about my own orgasm faster....isn't that what you'd call cruel irony?! Finally...they come...when I can't say anything to beg him but a single word...

Please!!! Pleeeeeeease! Please! Oh god! Fuck! Pleeease! Please!

Nothing. Zip. Nada. The bastard. My body shakes and while I cum screaming, my mind is filled with nothing but terror because I know I'm disobeying him when I do; hard to enjoy the orgasm at all. I almost hate him for that but he's probably the only one who truly knows me and my kinks inside out, who fulfills them all and the one to deny me without remorse or relenting. As my orgasm dissipates, the dread returns to me and the pallor of my face washes out to a ghostly white because I know I've broken one of the worst rules I can possibly break with him.