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Cynthia
Watching Master puts salt on Sarah's wounds makes me close my eyes...I can't watch this.....oh the pain she must be feeling. Then I hear Sarah's moans stop....I look over and see that she has fainted. Then I hear, "Well Cynthia what shall you and I do?" I'm trying to decide what to say to him. I toss a few ideas around in my head and then finally say, "Master, may I please be given the meal that Gerrod had promised me, I would be most grateful." I look into his eyes and hope that he lets me eat.
Watching Master puts salt on Sarah's wounds makes me close my eyes...I can't watch this.....oh the pain she must be feeling. Then I hear Sarah's moans stop....I look over and see that she has fainted. Then I hear, "Well Cynthia what shall you and I do?" I'm trying to decide what to say to him. I toss a few ideas around in my head and then finally say, "Master, may I please be given the meal that Gerrod had promised me, I would be most grateful." I look into his eyes and hope that he lets me eat.
Master
"Yes you should eat.....where are my manners!?" I step forward and grab the back of Cynthia's head and pull it back and down, the body follows the head so she collapses to her knees. With my other hand I undo my pants and finally give my stiff cock the release he has been craving. Fully erect the snake is around 10 inches and pointed at Cynthia's mouth. "And my little captive I suggest if you want them to stay in your mouth you make damn sure I do not feel any of your teeth!!!! Now suck my cock!!!! And if you do a good job we see what is on the kitchen floor for you." I more gently hold the back of her head and stab the head of my dick at her lips.
"Yes you should eat.....where are my manners!?" I step forward and grab the back of Cynthia's head and pull it back and down, the body follows the head so she collapses to her knees. With my other hand I undo my pants and finally give my stiff cock the release he has been craving. Fully erect the snake is around 10 inches and pointed at Cynthia's mouth. "And my little captive I suggest if you want them to stay in your mouth you make damn sure I do not feel any of your teeth!!!! Now suck my cock!!!! And if you do a good job we see what is on the kitchen floor for you." I more gently hold the back of her head and stab the head of my dick at her lips.
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Helga
I hung up the phone and smiled.
I leaned back in my office chair and considered Gerrod. I did not know him well, but I knew his kind. Men like Gerrod were obsessed by the concept of control. They played with it like a child does matches, getting off on the feeling of danger. They became seduced by the freedom giving up control provides.
I reached for the remote on my desk. The surveillance videos of Gerrod's interrogation of Cynthia came onto the screen. Interesting. The submissive showed signs of emerging into a dom, a pathetic worm metamophasizing into a beautiful butterfly. Something about the man reminded me of myself before I had discovered my power. Involuntarily, I shivered. I clicked off the monitor.
Time to change.
I opened the door to the interrogation room, quite pleased by the reaction on Gerrod's face. I was quite sure he had never seen me like this before. I had showered and wore only a pristine white silk robe that fell to the floor. My long blonde hair hung damp down my back. I had not a scrap of make-up on my face.
"Hello, Gerrod."
My bare feet padded against the cold white tile floor.
"Lie back." I said as I gently pushed him back onto the table. "That's right. Now, hands over your head."
Gerrod silently complied and I strapped his wrists to the table. I could feel the man's eyes burning questions into my flesh. He showed excellent control in remembering my command about not speaking.
I moved to the other end of the table and strapped his legs down firmly.
"Let me look at you. I can see that you do not know how to appreciate a woman," I said picking up his flaccid penis and letting it drop against his thigh.
"You need unt education. Most men do."
A knock on the door.
"Ah, right on cue!" A raised the head of the table six inches before moving to the door. He would be able to see but he would have to strain to do so.
I opened the door. "Enter, please."
I hung up the phone and smiled.
I leaned back in my office chair and considered Gerrod. I did not know him well, but I knew his kind. Men like Gerrod were obsessed by the concept of control. They played with it like a child does matches, getting off on the feeling of danger. They became seduced by the freedom giving up control provides.
I reached for the remote on my desk. The surveillance videos of Gerrod's interrogation of Cynthia came onto the screen. Interesting. The submissive showed signs of emerging into a dom, a pathetic worm metamophasizing into a beautiful butterfly. Something about the man reminded me of myself before I had discovered my power. Involuntarily, I shivered. I clicked off the monitor.
Time to change.
I opened the door to the interrogation room, quite pleased by the reaction on Gerrod's face. I was quite sure he had never seen me like this before. I had showered and wore only a pristine white silk robe that fell to the floor. My long blonde hair hung damp down my back. I had not a scrap of make-up on my face.
"Hello, Gerrod."
My bare feet padded against the cold white tile floor.
"Lie back." I said as I gently pushed him back onto the table. "That's right. Now, hands over your head."
Gerrod silently complied and I strapped his wrists to the table. I could feel the man's eyes burning questions into my flesh. He showed excellent control in remembering my command about not speaking.
I moved to the other end of the table and strapped his legs down firmly.
"Let me look at you. I can see that you do not know how to appreciate a woman," I said picking up his flaccid penis and letting it drop against his thigh.
"You need unt education. Most men do."
A knock on the door.
"Ah, right on cue!" A raised the head of the table six inches before moving to the door. He would be able to see but he would have to strain to do so.
I opened the door. "Enter, please."
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Cynthia
"Yes, you should eat, where are my manners?!", I hear Master reply. Thinking to myself, I sure hope that it is a good meal. My thoughts are quickly interrupted as I feel Master grabbing the back of my head, my body falling to the floor. Oh my god, he is unfastening his pants and his huge erect penis springs forward. "And my little captive, I suggest if you want them to stay in your mouth you make damn sure I don't feel any of your teeth." "Now suck my cock" Master yells. He then aims the head of his huge cock to my lips. Seeing the size of him stirs something inside of me....oh, I bet he has pleased many woman....I can feel the warmth starting to build inside my thighs. I open my mouth and wrap my lips around the swollen head...feeling his precum starting to flow....I slowly slide my lips down his shaft...he is so large that it fits very tightly in my mouth. My mouth moves slowly up and down his shaft taking just a little bit more into my mouth. Feeling his hardness in my mouth makes my own sex start to tingle....yearning to feel release as well. Sucking him in and out, up and down....I can feel him growing even more. Was that a moan that I hear?
"Yes, you should eat, where are my manners?!", I hear Master reply. Thinking to myself, I sure hope that it is a good meal. My thoughts are quickly interrupted as I feel Master grabbing the back of my head, my body falling to the floor. Oh my god, he is unfastening his pants and his huge erect penis springs forward. "And my little captive, I suggest if you want them to stay in your mouth you make damn sure I don't feel any of your teeth." "Now suck my cock" Master yells. He then aims the head of his huge cock to my lips. Seeing the size of him stirs something inside of me....oh, I bet he has pleased many woman....I can feel the warmth starting to build inside my thighs. I open my mouth and wrap my lips around the swollen head...feeling his precum starting to flow....I slowly slide my lips down his shaft...he is so large that it fits very tightly in my mouth. My mouth moves slowly up and down his shaft taking just a little bit more into my mouth. Feeling his hardness in my mouth makes my own sex start to tingle....yearning to feel release as well. Sucking him in and out, up and down....I can feel him growing even more. Was that a moan that I hear?
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Gerrod
'Ah, this should prove to be interesting... she certainly will not be a carbon copy dom from Amsterdam.', Gerrod thought happily as she came in and examined him. At her touch his control was released somewhat and his cock grew somewhat before he could get it stable again. Then the knock... who was she bringing in?
'Ah, this should prove to be interesting... she certainly will not be a carbon copy dom from Amsterdam.', Gerrod thought happily as she came in and examined him. At her touch his control was released somewhat and his cock grew somewhat before he could get it stable again. Then the knock... who was she bringing in?
Ilsa
As the door opens to my knock, I lower my eyes to the floor. As my Mistress beckons me to enter, I gracefully enter the room aware there is another person in the room with us.
My waist length dark auburn hair hangs loosely down my back in waves, my green eyes stayed glued to the floor out of respect for my Mistress, my feet are bare on the cool white tiles. I am dressed in a simple, sheer white shift, that ties at one shoulder and comes to mid-thigh. Around my slim throat I wear the delicate collar that is proof of my Mistress' ownership over me.
I make my way to my Mistress, and when her feet come into view, I kneel at them, bowing my head.
"Yes, Mistress? You have need of me?"
As the door opens to my knock, I lower my eyes to the floor. As my Mistress beckons me to enter, I gracefully enter the room aware there is another person in the room with us.
My waist length dark auburn hair hangs loosely down my back in waves, my green eyes stayed glued to the floor out of respect for my Mistress, my feet are bare on the cool white tiles. I am dressed in a simple, sheer white shift, that ties at one shoulder and comes to mid-thigh. Around my slim throat I wear the delicate collar that is proof of my Mistress' ownership over me.
I make my way to my Mistress, and when her feet come into view, I kneel at them, bowing my head.
"Yes, Mistress? You have need of me?"
Master
"Yes now take it deep into your tight throat you know how to suck cock that will come in handy in your future occupation but I get ahead of myself yessss?????......Oh yes use your mouth like a cunt.....fuck me you little Yankee Whore Fuck me." I ride her face fucking my cock deep into her mouth and down her hungry throat. "LOOK UP AT ME!!!" yes thats it look at her all doe eyed SLUT yes....fucking her face......not a blow job...just giving it to her but she is so good I wonder if I should......??? Yes that might be best.......first let her suck me some more...damn she is a hot piece of ass!!
"Yes now take it deep into your tight throat you know how to suck cock that will come in handy in your future occupation but I get ahead of myself yessss?????......Oh yes use your mouth like a cunt.....fuck me you little Yankee Whore Fuck me." I ride her face fucking my cock deep into her mouth and down her hungry throat. "LOOK UP AT ME!!!" yes thats it look at her all doe eyed SLUT yes....fucking her face......not a blow job...just giving it to her but she is so good I wonder if I should......??? Yes that might be best.......first let her suck me some more...damn she is a hot piece of ass!!
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Cynthia
Master is demanding that I take him deep into my throat....he is so large...feeling my gag reflexes starting to contract...I try to relax them with great success. "Future occupation?"...what the hell does he have in store for me? He is now fucking my mouth like he would my pussy...feeling his length sliding in and out of my mouth....I am really turned on by this....my imagination is going wild thinking about what it would feel like to have him fucking my pussy. I can feel the moisture starting to leak out of my throbbing pussy. "LOOK UP AT ME", I hear Master yell...I look up at him showing him that I am enjoying this fucking. My head mouth continues sucking on him...my tongue licking at the head every time he strokes in my mouth. Taking all of him in now, my throat so tight...feeling like it is ripping open, Master picks up the pace...fucking my mouth harder and faster. Oh how I love to suck a nice hard cock.
Master is demanding that I take him deep into my throat....he is so large...feeling my gag reflexes starting to contract...I try to relax them with great success. "Future occupation?"...what the hell does he have in store for me? He is now fucking my mouth like he would my pussy...feeling his length sliding in and out of my mouth....I am really turned on by this....my imagination is going wild thinking about what it would feel like to have him fucking my pussy. I can feel the moisture starting to leak out of my throbbing pussy. "LOOK UP AT ME", I hear Master yell...I look up at him showing him that I am enjoying this fucking. My head mouth continues sucking on him...my tongue licking at the head every time he strokes in my mouth. Taking all of him in now, my throat so tight...feeling like it is ripping open, Master picks up the pace...fucking my mouth harder and faster. Oh how I love to suck a nice hard cock.
Master
I stop the assault on her face pulling my cock out of her mouth....damn felt like a champagne cork coming out of her.....and for good measure I slap her one time with my gloved hand till she lays on the floor..."Face down you miserable little cocksucker!!!" Well now what to do...what to do. I have decided to let pass the insults and lies she told of my Iraqi brothers in light of her abuse of her former friend and her willingness to please and provide information during interrogation. Perhaps it is time to move her to her new quarters...yes it is I must get them ready. "Ok you American Skank get onb your feet and walk over to the pole and hug it." I cuff her hands together around the pole. I then cuff her legs in front of the pole. "HUG IT you cow!!!" There we go nice and seperate...look at that ass damn....I run the head of my cock up and down between her ass cheeks.....so smooth and warm....ummmmm "Tell me Cynthia do you like it in your ass?"
I stop the assault on her face pulling my cock out of her mouth....damn felt like a champagne cork coming out of her.....and for good measure I slap her one time with my gloved hand till she lays on the floor..."Face down you miserable little cocksucker!!!" Well now what to do...what to do. I have decided to let pass the insults and lies she told of my Iraqi brothers in light of her abuse of her former friend and her willingness to please and provide information during interrogation. Perhaps it is time to move her to her new quarters...yes it is I must get them ready. "Ok you American Skank get onb your feet and walk over to the pole and hug it." I cuff her hands together around the pole. I then cuff her legs in front of the pole. "HUG IT you cow!!!" There we go nice and seperate...look at that ass damn....I run the head of my cock up and down between her ass cheeks.....so smooth and warm....ummmmm "Tell me Cynthia do you like it in your ass?"
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Helga
"There you are! Come in, my pretty little dove."
I raised my arm and Ilsa came forward. She took my outstretched hand between hers and in one graceful movement dropped to her knees and planted a delicate kiss on the white skin of my palm.
"Rise, dove," I said, letting pride creep into my voice.
I embraced the exquisite creature and I began to move my hands over her shoulders, running over her white skin like flowing water. The length of my body pressed into her firmly, backing her into the wall. From her shoulders, I ran my hands down the sweep of her arms, pulling them upwards as I went. I clapped her delicate wrists into the restraints above her head.
Standing just off to one side of my little slave, I knew that Gerrod would be able to see the length of Ilsa's ravishing body, but only if he craned his neck painfully.
I turned to him. "Ist she not lovely, Gerrod?" I was gratified by silence as well as the sight of taught cords straining in his neck. "Ilsa ist my most precious possession. She ist as exquisitely trained as she ist beautiful." I ran my hands down the graceful swell of her breasts, almost visible through the milky white cloth of her dress, down and around their subtle weight. My fingers sought out the valley between and grasped the fabric, ripping it violently downward. Ilsa shook from the force of movement. My fingernails as sharp as talons, I tore the dress away from her body, letting the silken shreds drop to the cold white tile with a whisper.
My hands returned to Ilsa's body, now completely revealed before Gerrod and myself. If my slave felt shame, she was too well trained to let it show. I brushed the flats of my palms across the nakedness of Ilsa's creamy white breasts, making her nipples rise, hard and tight... aching. My fingers took up the rosy little points, pulling on them, teasing them. I rolled the turgid buds between my fingers like berries, delighting in the swell and color of Ilsa's ripe fruit. The girl was deliciously silent, perfectly trained, but I could feel her hot, moist, sweet breath increase with need. My hands fell away from her body.
I raised Ilsa's chin so that I could look into the depths of her eyes and I drank in the passion that I saw there.
When my hands returned to her body, it was to sweep lower, down over her lower belly. My fingers traced the lines of muscle and bone, drawing ever lower. Barely perceptible, yet maddingly arousing, I ran my fingers over her taught white skin until I connected with the silken curls at the top of her mons.
She wanted to moan. I could feel the muscles within her clenching in desperate control. Relentless, my hand entered the tangled thatch of hair, pulling gently, taunting. For a long time, I played only on her mound, holding back from dipping in. Then, my fingers began to trace dizzying circles that just hinted at opening her up.
I glanced down. Ilsa's adorable little toes were curling into the sterile floor as she fought to stay still, just as I had taught her.
Without warning, in a movement of pure lightening, I plunged my way between Ilsa's throbbing lips. My fingers made full contact with the tiny organ of her lust and I felt Ilsa shutter involuntarily as I stroked her clitoris.
It was time to stop.
I reached up and undid the buckles of Ilsa's wrist constraints. The girl's arms remained raised, a testimony to the perfect slave. I turned my back on her and walked over to Gerrod.
"Look at her, Gerrod. That ist vhat good training can do. She vill stand there, vild and vanting, until I tell her othervise." I felt almost drunk with my power over Ilsa and Gerrod.
I sat down on the edge of the table, near Gerrod's thigh.
"My dove, you may lower your vings. Now, come over hier and pleasure your mistress." I opened the belt of my robe and spread my thighs wide as I said the words.
I looked at Gerrod. "You haf earned a revard for remaining so quiet. Open your mouth."
When he complied, I slid my fingers, still dripping with Ilsa's juices, into his mouth.
"There you are! Come in, my pretty little dove."
I raised my arm and Ilsa came forward. She took my outstretched hand between hers and in one graceful movement dropped to her knees and planted a delicate kiss on the white skin of my palm.
"Rise, dove," I said, letting pride creep into my voice.
I embraced the exquisite creature and I began to move my hands over her shoulders, running over her white skin like flowing water. The length of my body pressed into her firmly, backing her into the wall. From her shoulders, I ran my hands down the sweep of her arms, pulling them upwards as I went. I clapped her delicate wrists into the restraints above her head.
Standing just off to one side of my little slave, I knew that Gerrod would be able to see the length of Ilsa's ravishing body, but only if he craned his neck painfully.
I turned to him. "Ist she not lovely, Gerrod?" I was gratified by silence as well as the sight of taught cords straining in his neck. "Ilsa ist my most precious possession. She ist as exquisitely trained as she ist beautiful." I ran my hands down the graceful swell of her breasts, almost visible through the milky white cloth of her dress, down and around their subtle weight. My fingers sought out the valley between and grasped the fabric, ripping it violently downward. Ilsa shook from the force of movement. My fingernails as sharp as talons, I tore the dress away from her body, letting the silken shreds drop to the cold white tile with a whisper.
My hands returned to Ilsa's body, now completely revealed before Gerrod and myself. If my slave felt shame, she was too well trained to let it show. I brushed the flats of my palms across the nakedness of Ilsa's creamy white breasts, making her nipples rise, hard and tight... aching. My fingers took up the rosy little points, pulling on them, teasing them. I rolled the turgid buds between my fingers like berries, delighting in the swell and color of Ilsa's ripe fruit. The girl was deliciously silent, perfectly trained, but I could feel her hot, moist, sweet breath increase with need. My hands fell away from her body.
I raised Ilsa's chin so that I could look into the depths of her eyes and I drank in the passion that I saw there.
When my hands returned to her body, it was to sweep lower, down over her lower belly. My fingers traced the lines of muscle and bone, drawing ever lower. Barely perceptible, yet maddingly arousing, I ran my fingers over her taught white skin until I connected with the silken curls at the top of her mons.
She wanted to moan. I could feel the muscles within her clenching in desperate control. Relentless, my hand entered the tangled thatch of hair, pulling gently, taunting. For a long time, I played only on her mound, holding back from dipping in. Then, my fingers began to trace dizzying circles that just hinted at opening her up.
I glanced down. Ilsa's adorable little toes were curling into the sterile floor as she fought to stay still, just as I had taught her.
Without warning, in a movement of pure lightening, I plunged my way between Ilsa's throbbing lips. My fingers made full contact with the tiny organ of her lust and I felt Ilsa shutter involuntarily as I stroked her clitoris.
It was time to stop.
I reached up and undid the buckles of Ilsa's wrist constraints. The girl's arms remained raised, a testimony to the perfect slave. I turned my back on her and walked over to Gerrod.
"Look at her, Gerrod. That ist vhat good training can do. She vill stand there, vild and vanting, until I tell her othervise." I felt almost drunk with my power over Ilsa and Gerrod.
I sat down on the edge of the table, near Gerrod's thigh.
"My dove, you may lower your vings. Now, come over hier and pleasure your mistress." I opened the belt of my robe and spread my thighs wide as I said the words.
I looked at Gerrod. "You haf earned a revard for remaining so quiet. Open your mouth."
When he complied, I slid my fingers, still dripping with Ilsa's juices, into his mouth.
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Gerrod
Carefully, lovingly Gerrod sucked and licked Helga's fingers clean, revelling in Ilsa's sweet taste. The urge to struggle and try to break his bonds would have overwhelmed nearly any other man. Gerrod took it all in stride though, keeping in mind all things in their time. Lookijg at Ilsa beginning to kneel between Helga's somewhat spread thighs was bringing his near his limit of control of his erection... but he managed to keep it stable. Somehow.
He thanked her with his eyes, as she had not yet given him permission to speak.
Carefully, lovingly Gerrod sucked and licked Helga's fingers clean, revelling in Ilsa's sweet taste. The urge to struggle and try to break his bonds would have overwhelmed nearly any other man. Gerrod took it all in stride though, keeping in mind all things in their time. Lookijg at Ilsa beginning to kneel between Helga's somewhat spread thighs was bringing his near his limit of control of his erection... but he managed to keep it stable. Somehow.
He thanked her with his eyes, as she had not yet given him permission to speak.
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Cynthia
Master stops fucking my face and pulls his large stiff cock out of my mouth....this makes a loud popping noise....almost sounds like a champagne cork popping out of a bottle...I then feel his gloved hand slap my face...stinging sinsation. I then hear him call me a miserable little cocksucker and he demands that I lay face down. He then demands me to get up and walk over to the pole and hug it, I do as I am told without hesitation. I then hear them damn handcuffs again....firsts my wrists....then my ankles. He yells, "HUG IT you cow!" He can still be so mean, even after I have been so cooperative. All of a sudden I feel his large swollen cock rubbing up and down my ass cheeks. Screaming inside my head.....god nooooooooo.....please don't fuck me there.....he is so large that he will rip my ass open. Then I hear those dreaded words....."Tell me Cynthia do you like it in your ass!" I know that if I beg him not to do this he will do it anyway, but I have to take my chances anyway. I swallow very hard and say, "Oh Master, please don't do this to me......pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee."
Master stops fucking my face and pulls his large stiff cock out of my mouth....this makes a loud popping noise....almost sounds like a champagne cork popping out of a bottle...I then feel his gloved hand slap my face...stinging sinsation. I then hear him call me a miserable little cocksucker and he demands that I lay face down. He then demands me to get up and walk over to the pole and hug it, I do as I am told without hesitation. I then hear them damn handcuffs again....firsts my wrists....then my ankles. He yells, "HUG IT you cow!" He can still be so mean, even after I have been so cooperative. All of a sudden I feel his large swollen cock rubbing up and down my ass cheeks. Screaming inside my head.....god nooooooooo.....please don't fuck me there.....he is so large that he will rip my ass open. Then I hear those dreaded words....."Tell me Cynthia do you like it in your ass!" I know that if I beg him not to do this he will do it anyway, but I have to take my chances anyway. I swallow very hard and say, "Oh Master, please don't do this to me......pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee."
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Master says, "Ok" and turns away and leaves the room. Wow, I can't believe that my pleading actually worked, I am so grateful that it did. The pain that he would have forced me to indure would have been to much. Damn, he left me cuffed to this post....
this is really uncomfortable. I slowly start sliding my hands down the poll so that I can at least attempt to sit. There, I finally get my hands down the poll....and attempt to sit.....it is very difficult
with the way he has my ankles shacked to the poll. I can't take the pain that it causes, and so I again bring myself to a standing position. I am so hungry, it has been hours since I have eaten, but I'm sure that Master won't be returning with a tray of food. I'm so tired and hungry....I try to take my mind elsewhere.....and it goes straight to Sarah. She is still unconcious....I wonder if she is still alive.
Master says, "Ok" and turns away and leaves the room. Wow, I can't believe that my pleading actually worked, I am so grateful that it did. The pain that he would have forced me to indure would have been to much. Damn, he left me cuffed to this post....
this is really uncomfortable. I slowly start sliding my hands down the poll so that I can at least attempt to sit. There, I finally get my hands down the poll....and attempt to sit.....it is very difficult
with the way he has my ankles shacked to the poll. I can't take the pain that it causes, and so I again bring myself to a standing position. I am so hungry, it has been hours since I have eaten, but I'm sure that Master won't be returning with a tray of food. I'm so tired and hungry....I try to take my mind elsewhere.....and it goes straight to Sarah. She is still unconcious....I wonder if she is still alive.
Ilsa
Lowering my arms gracefully and stepping lightly to where my Mistress sits, I keep my eyes lowered.
As I approach her, I kneel between her legs - the smell of her sex is intoxicating to me. I lean down, and gently kiss the top of each foot in turn, letting my hands gently stroke them and lightly bringing my fingers up her ankles, calves, and knees. As she flexes her legs in front of her, I trace a trail with my tongue from her ankle, up her calf, to the back of her knee - to the spot where I know she is sensitive and always reacts to my ministrations. I feel her hand gently stroke my hair and know that I have once again found favor with the woman who has become my world.
Kissing my way up her thigh, my hand gently brushes the inside of the other one. As I work my way up to her mons, her scent becomes stronger, and my senses overwhelm me. Placing a hand on each thigh, I concentrate with my tongue on the area where her leg and hip meet. Licking up and down, tasting her skin, delighting in her smell.
I know she likes this to be drawn out - never rushed unless she specifically tells me to do so. Slowly, I move my tongue to her outer lips, wet and slick, and so smooth. Running my tongue up and down her lips, I dart my tongue quickly inside, tracing the inner lips and tasting her sweet necter.
Burying my tongue more deeply into the folds of her sex, my tongue traces the inner lips and then moves to the entrance of her sex. I circle my Mistress' entrance with my tongue, lightly sucking out the juices accumulating there. I feel her hand on the back of my head, pushing me ever so lightly more firmly against her. Extending my tongue as far as it will go, I enter her, and the taste of her causes my own sex to become wet and dripping. I know that both she and this stranger, this man, must be able to see and pick up the scent of my desire, but I have learned to accept that.
Moving my tongue in and out, sucking and drinking of her juices, I could do this forever. However, my Mistress has given me the order to pleasure her. Therefore, I remove my tongue from her entrance reluctantly, as I move upwards, finding her clit slightly swollen and ready. Circling the clit, not touching it, I feel her hips begin to move towards me. Removing my hand from her thigh, I insert a finger deeply within her pussy. As her sigh and pressure from her hand on my head, I begin to move my finger back and forth, as my tongue lightly brushes her clit. Slowly, I insert another finger into that sweet, wonderful pussy. Moving them in and out, I press my tongue against her clit, moving it slightly.
I wrap my lips around her clit and start to suck it lightly, my fingers moving faster inside of her.
Lowering my arms gracefully and stepping lightly to where my Mistress sits, I keep my eyes lowered.
As I approach her, I kneel between her legs - the smell of her sex is intoxicating to me. I lean down, and gently kiss the top of each foot in turn, letting my hands gently stroke them and lightly bringing my fingers up her ankles, calves, and knees. As she flexes her legs in front of her, I trace a trail with my tongue from her ankle, up her calf, to the back of her knee - to the spot where I know she is sensitive and always reacts to my ministrations. I feel her hand gently stroke my hair and know that I have once again found favor with the woman who has become my world.
Kissing my way up her thigh, my hand gently brushes the inside of the other one. As I work my way up to her mons, her scent becomes stronger, and my senses overwhelm me. Placing a hand on each thigh, I concentrate with my tongue on the area where her leg and hip meet. Licking up and down, tasting her skin, delighting in her smell.
I know she likes this to be drawn out - never rushed unless she specifically tells me to do so. Slowly, I move my tongue to her outer lips, wet and slick, and so smooth. Running my tongue up and down her lips, I dart my tongue quickly inside, tracing the inner lips and tasting her sweet necter.
Burying my tongue more deeply into the folds of her sex, my tongue traces the inner lips and then moves to the entrance of her sex. I circle my Mistress' entrance with my tongue, lightly sucking out the juices accumulating there. I feel her hand on the back of my head, pushing me ever so lightly more firmly against her. Extending my tongue as far as it will go, I enter her, and the taste of her causes my own sex to become wet and dripping. I know that both she and this stranger, this man, must be able to see and pick up the scent of my desire, but I have learned to accept that.
Moving my tongue in and out, sucking and drinking of her juices, I could do this forever. However, my Mistress has given me the order to pleasure her. Therefore, I remove my tongue from her entrance reluctantly, as I move upwards, finding her clit slightly swollen and ready. Circling the clit, not touching it, I feel her hips begin to move towards me. Removing my hand from her thigh, I insert a finger deeply within her pussy. As her sigh and pressure from her hand on my head, I begin to move my finger back and forth, as my tongue lightly brushes her clit. Slowly, I insert another finger into that sweet, wonderful pussy. Moving them in and out, I press my tongue against her clit, moving it slightly.
I wrap my lips around her clit and start to suck it lightly, my fingers moving faster inside of her.
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Finding myself on the floor , i feel as thou i have the worse hang over ever......i pull myself up and sit down , holding my head in my hands , my body so sore ......somebody must have undone my chains , cause i am sure i was chained when i must have fainted ......
Looking around i see Cynthia now chained to a pole , i look over , my eyes squinting , with the pain now so severe in my eyes .....
"Cynthia are you ok " , i ask her ........I hear her mumble a reply i cant quite make out what it is .......
Crawling over to her , i see her body , poor woman has been hit same as me .......she looks so beautiful as well , it is so creul of that bastard ....makes me so angry ......
I stand up and try and get her hands out of the chains ....i cant do it .......i feel her trembling ........i try to comfort her , stroking her arms and saying to her
"It will be fine Cynthia , my people know i am here , wont be long until we are set free", i am lying to her and myself , i know we wont be , i am on a secret mission , only my boss knows , and he wont tell a soul ...........
I look at Cynthia now , nad realise how she effects my body , my nipples harden at her look , and i suddenlly find myself getting aroused ...........does she notice i wonder ........
Finding myself on the floor , i feel as thou i have the worse hang over ever......i pull myself up and sit down , holding my head in my hands , my body so sore ......somebody must have undone my chains , cause i am sure i was chained when i must have fainted ......
Looking around i see Cynthia now chained to a pole , i look over , my eyes squinting , with the pain now so severe in my eyes .....
"Cynthia are you ok " , i ask her ........I hear her mumble a reply i cant quite make out what it is .......
Crawling over to her , i see her body , poor woman has been hit same as me .......she looks so beautiful as well , it is so creul of that bastard ....makes me so angry ......
I stand up and try and get her hands out of the chains ....i cant do it .......i feel her trembling ........i try to comfort her , stroking her arms and saying to her
"It will be fine Cynthia , my people know i am here , wont be long until we are set free", i am lying to her and myself , i know we wont be , i am on a secret mission , only my boss knows , and he wont tell a soul ...........
I look at Cynthia now , nad realise how she effects my body , my nipples harden at her look , and i suddenlly find myself getting aroused ...........does she notice i wonder ........
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I lean back and enjoy Ilsa. The movement causes my long damp hair to dance over Gerrod's rapidly swelling cock. I wrap my legs around my slave and draw her face into the folds of my cunt. I breathe deeply. The room has become perfumed with the scent of our arousal. Ilsa's mouth and fingers are just as I have taught her, but with that something else, that intesity that makes my little slave a treasure.
My climax, when it comes, is powerful like everything else about me. My slave's skillfull sucking brings me to the edge and then pushes me over. A white hot current of sensation coarses through my body and I thrash my head from side to side. Vaguely, I hear Gerrod moan. I flood my darling girl's fingers with a rush of juices and she lowers her mouth drink them in.
The equisite moment passes and I ask Ilsa to rise. Her lovely face is moist from my orgasm.
"Ilsa, dahling, please kiss this prisoner. Let him taste my juices ont your lips. Kiss him as you vould me."
On command, she takes possession of the surprised guard's mouth. As Gerrod receives the pleasure of Ilsa's kiss, I take the opportunity to get a bottle from the cabinet against the wall.
"That ist enough Ilsa." Abruptly she breaks off the kiss and straightens.
"You may go now. Return home now."
Ilsa leaves obiedently and unfullfilled. She knows that later, her body will be teased and taunted for hours before I will allow her to orgasm.
"Ilsa ist such pure pleasure," I say as I watch her go. "Now, for you Gerrod, a little pain?" I hold up the bottle. The label clearly reads, 'Liquid Heat'.
I literally set the man on fire as I apply the substance to his testicular sack, the senstive skin turning bright red under the heat. At precisely the same instant that the liquid touches his skin, I took Gerrod's cock entirely into my hot avid mouth, sucking its length down my throat in one swift motion. As my hand continue to rub the firy lotion into his glowing skin, my cheek muscles contract and I begin to suck the full extent of the guard's manhood.
I lean back and enjoy Ilsa. The movement causes my long damp hair to dance over Gerrod's rapidly swelling cock. I wrap my legs around my slave and draw her face into the folds of my cunt. I breathe deeply. The room has become perfumed with the scent of our arousal. Ilsa's mouth and fingers are just as I have taught her, but with that something else, that intesity that makes my little slave a treasure.
My climax, when it comes, is powerful like everything else about me. My slave's skillfull sucking brings me to the edge and then pushes me over. A white hot current of sensation coarses through my body and I thrash my head from side to side. Vaguely, I hear Gerrod moan. I flood my darling girl's fingers with a rush of juices and she lowers her mouth drink them in.
The equisite moment passes and I ask Ilsa to rise. Her lovely face is moist from my orgasm.
"Ilsa, dahling, please kiss this prisoner. Let him taste my juices ont your lips. Kiss him as you vould me."
On command, she takes possession of the surprised guard's mouth. As Gerrod receives the pleasure of Ilsa's kiss, I take the opportunity to get a bottle from the cabinet against the wall.
"That ist enough Ilsa." Abruptly she breaks off the kiss and straightens.
"You may go now. Return home now."
Ilsa leaves obiedently and unfullfilled. She knows that later, her body will be teased and taunted for hours before I will allow her to orgasm.
"Ilsa ist such pure pleasure," I say as I watch her go. "Now, for you Gerrod, a little pain?" I hold up the bottle. The label clearly reads, 'Liquid Heat'.
I literally set the man on fire as I apply the substance to his testicular sack, the senstive skin turning bright red under the heat. At precisely the same instant that the liquid touches his skin, I took Gerrod's cock entirely into my hot avid mouth, sucking its length down my throat in one swift motion. As my hand continue to rub the firy lotion into his glowing skin, my cheek muscles contract and I begin to suck the full extent of the guard's manhood.
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After Master leaves, Sarah starts to stir. She looks just awful....
poor thing. I do in my own way feel sorry for her....she is so beautiful.....and has had to indure a lot of pain. I hear "Cynthia,
are you ok?" I softly mumble to her, "Yes, I'm ok."
Sarah crawls over to me and tries to free me from my handcuffs,
but she isn't successful. Cynthia is trembling because she is afraid that Master will walk in and catch Sarah trying to free her.
She then talks about us being rescued soon by her people, but I can hear the doubt in her voice.
I look at Sarah and notice that her nipples are hardening....such
cute little nipples. Seeing this, my own nipples start to tingle.....
feeling aroused myself. I was left unsatisfied by Master....thoughts start running through my mind. Dare I say anything to Sarah....I can tell that she has been attracted to me...
but she has also caused me problems. Her naked body standing so close to mine.....the need for pleasure not leaving my mind or body.....her beauty so captivating......
I unconsiously start licking my lips......pretending that I am licking Sarah's very erect nipples when...............
After Master leaves, Sarah starts to stir. She looks just awful....
poor thing. I do in my own way feel sorry for her....she is so beautiful.....and has had to indure a lot of pain. I hear "Cynthia,
are you ok?" I softly mumble to her, "Yes, I'm ok."
Sarah crawls over to me and tries to free me from my handcuffs,
but she isn't successful. Cynthia is trembling because she is afraid that Master will walk in and catch Sarah trying to free her.
She then talks about us being rescued soon by her people, but I can hear the doubt in her voice.
I look at Sarah and notice that her nipples are hardening....such
cute little nipples. Seeing this, my own nipples start to tingle.....
feeling aroused myself. I was left unsatisfied by Master....thoughts start running through my mind. Dare I say anything to Sarah....I can tell that she has been attracted to me...
but she has also caused me problems. Her naked body standing so close to mine.....the need for pleasure not leaving my mind or body.....her beauty so captivating......
I unconsiously start licking my lips......pretending that I am licking Sarah's very erect nipples when...............
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Raising my head from the floor , i see Cynthias nipples harden , i cant take my eyes off them ........i look at her , she is looking at me....my eyes go back to her firm breasts and her hard nipples, i know she is watching my eyes, i notice she is licking her lips now , wonder what she is thinking .......ummmmmm.......
I stand in front of her ......."Cynthia let me hold you ", i ask her .........not waiting for a reply i put my hand on her arm ......was that a shudder i felt ........
My hand slips up her arm over to her firm breast .......feeling her nipple in my hand makes me shudder and i feel myself getting wet .....the electric feeling passing through my pussy shocks me ......my nipples are so hard now .....all i want is for her to touch me .......rubbing her breast now with my hand i look at her .........does she want me to carry on i wonder , ......what a beautiful body she has , just want to feel her pussy .........but does she want that i wonder ..........do you Cynthia ?...........
Raising my head from the floor , i see Cynthias nipples harden , i cant take my eyes off them ........i look at her , she is looking at me....my eyes go back to her firm breasts and her hard nipples, i know she is watching my eyes, i notice she is licking her lips now , wonder what she is thinking .......ummmmmm.......
I stand in front of her ......."Cynthia let me hold you ", i ask her .........not waiting for a reply i put my hand on her arm ......was that a shudder i felt ........
My hand slips up her arm over to her firm breast .......feeling her nipple in my hand makes me shudder and i feel myself getting wet .....the electric feeling passing through my pussy shocks me ......my nipples are so hard now .....all i want is for her to touch me .......rubbing her breast now with my hand i look at her .........does she want me to carry on i wonder , ......what a beautiful body she has , just want to feel her pussy .........but does she want that i wonder ..........do you Cynthia ?...........
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I see Sarah staring at me....at my breasts....then back at me...her
eyes moving back and forth from my breasts to my face. she stands in front of me and says, "Cynthia...let me hold you." Without waiting for my reply, she touches my arm....then my breasts....shivers shooting through me. I look at her....her nipples very hard now too.
This is all new to me, I have never felt this way before towards a woman....have never even thought about being with a woman.
Hell, I love big cocks to much.....would never give that up. My mind is racing....I would love to experience the pleasure of Sarah touching me....kissing me.....but I also can't stop thinking about Master and his guards and how they can harm me.
I look Sarah in the eyes and softly whisper, "Sarah, we must not explore this any further....do you realize what might happen if Master or one of his guards find us that way.....I'm not willing to take that chance...and you shouldn't be either!" "Now go back over to your corner and stay away from me.....NOW I said!!"
I see Sarah staring at me....at my breasts....then back at me...her
eyes moving back and forth from my breasts to my face. she stands in front of me and says, "Cynthia...let me hold you." Without waiting for my reply, she touches my arm....then my breasts....shivers shooting through me. I look at her....her nipples very hard now too.
This is all new to me, I have never felt this way before towards a woman....have never even thought about being with a woman.
Hell, I love big cocks to much.....would never give that up. My mind is racing....I would love to experience the pleasure of Sarah touching me....kissing me.....but I also can't stop thinking about Master and his guards and how they can harm me.
I look Sarah in the eyes and softly whisper, "Sarah, we must not explore this any further....do you realize what might happen if Master or one of his guards find us that way.....I'm not willing to take that chance...and you shouldn't be either!" "Now go back over to your corner and stay away from me.....NOW I said!!"
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Gerrod
Restraints biting his wrists and ankles as he strained. Neck aching from twisting to see. Vision darkening momentarily as blood rushes frantically in his veins. Gerrod felt his voice building in the back of his throat.
Helga's legs closed around her property's head as the girl lapped at her hot sex, obviously skilled in this respect due to Helga's response. Her orgasm overwhelms him in it's intensity, the knowledge of her pleasure driving him to full, throbbing, needful erection. Moaning out his concurrence with her release he is left panting while her thrashing lessens.
As Helga stands Ilsa obeys an unexpected command and Gerrod revels in the taste of Helga's sweetness. Ah, he'd have to taste that for himself. Soon. Isla leaves and Helga approaches him, smiling wickedly. He nods at her statement and his heart leaps as she reaches for his cock...
"Ahh!" he cries low as she rubs the burning liquid onto him, his testes cringing almost from the pain. She engulfs his erection in her mouth, sucking him and massaging his balls. "Yesssssss....." he hisses, barely audibly.
Restraints biting his wrists and ankles as he strained. Neck aching from twisting to see. Vision darkening momentarily as blood rushes frantically in his veins. Gerrod felt his voice building in the back of his throat.
Helga's legs closed around her property's head as the girl lapped at her hot sex, obviously skilled in this respect due to Helga's response. Her orgasm overwhelms him in it's intensity, the knowledge of her pleasure driving him to full, throbbing, needful erection. Moaning out his concurrence with her release he is left panting while her thrashing lessens.
As Helga stands Ilsa obeys an unexpected command and Gerrod revels in the taste of Helga's sweetness. Ah, he'd have to taste that for himself. Soon. Isla leaves and Helga approaches him, smiling wickedly. He nods at her statement and his heart leaps as she reaches for his cock...
"Ahh!" he cries low as she rubs the burning liquid onto him, his testes cringing almost from the pain. She engulfs his erection in her mouth, sucking him and massaging his balls. "Yesssssss....." he hisses, barely audibly.
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Cynthia looks at me and orders me away from her , but looking at her aroused body i think why should i , i know she really wants me .....and i want her .....
Brushing her lips with mine , i feel her relax , does she like this, i am sure she does, ....my tounge starts to touch her teeth, and enters her mouth ........my hand goes to her breast , massaging her nipples which are so hard to my touch .....was that a moan i heard from her , i am not too sure ...
My hand goes down over her hard tummy down to between her legs ......feeling her wet pussy with my fingers, already aroused from Masters touch and Gerrolds .....she instantly becomes aroused again ......making me aroused ......wanting to replace my fingers with my lips .....
Looking at her face now as i pull away from kissing her , i ask her ......"Cynthia can i continue ....i dont want to upset you , but i want you and we could be dead tomorrow ".........
Cynthia looks at me and orders me away from her , but looking at her aroused body i think why should i , i know she really wants me .....and i want her .....
Brushing her lips with mine , i feel her relax , does she like this, i am sure she does, ....my tounge starts to touch her teeth, and enters her mouth ........my hand goes to her breast , massaging her nipples which are so hard to my touch .....was that a moan i heard from her , i am not too sure ...
My hand goes down over her hard tummy down to between her legs ......feeling her wet pussy with my fingers, already aroused from Masters touch and Gerrolds .....she instantly becomes aroused again ......making me aroused ......wanting to replace my fingers with my lips .....
Looking at her face now as i pull away from kissing her , i ask her ......"Cynthia can i continue ....i dont want to upset you , but i want you and we could be dead tomorrow ".........
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I am watching 2 females show their love for each other. I figure I should respond to no one. They should never find out I am an American. They have asked me questions but I have kept quite. I wish Annita were here with me. Wait a minute she is the reason why I am here. Oh well I still love her. I wonder if they will put a female in with me. I smile. I hope so. I lay down and watch the 2 beautiful females show their love.
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