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"Slut!" a strong male voice calls out to you as the back door closes. His voice always sends a shiver down your spine and you can’t help but get excited. "Coming, sir," you call out as tender and demure as you can. The sounds of your heels echo on the hardwood floor as you hurry across the house. You come around the corner and smile widely as soon as you see him. You follow your only instinct and drop to your knees in front of him. "Hello, sir. How was your day?" you smile as you take his tool bag from him. His rough hand caresses your smooth face, brushing away a strand of blonde hair. "Too long," he sighs. "Would you care for a beer as I suck you off? It’ll help you relax." "That sounds nice," he smiles at you. "Bring it into the den." You leave the tools by the door and crawl to the refrigerator to retrieve a bottle of his favorite brand. Your lips pass over the cap and around the neck of the bottle, taking it all into your mouth. He loves that you carry it to him like this and always gets a bit more excited by it. The television plays quietly as his eyes fixate on you slinking across the carpet towards him. He loves to look at your body, especially when he dresses you up in something he likes. Today is the naughty school girl complete with pink plaid skirt, tight white top and no bra or panties. Cliché, yes; but he likes it. Feeling the cool air brush against your silky skin has kept you on edge all day. You’re already desperate for relief and taking his manhood into your mouth isn’t going to help in the matter. He takes the bottle and slowly removes it from your obedient mouth with a sly smile. The cap pops off and takes a swig of his drink, sighing contently. You inch closer and quickly undo his pants with skillful hands, pulling his jeans and boxers to his ankles. His scent is strong, but you relish in it. This is the way a man is supposed to smell. Practiced hands massage his manhood, quickly bringing him to life. He moans at your touch and you feel a bit of pride swell up in you; either that or it’s your clit. One hand caresses his loose ballsac and the other strokes him gently. He hardens more in your hand and a bit of pre-cum works its way out. Your tongue quickly laps it up, taking his head into your anxious mouth. You want to devour him; take him entirely into your mouth and let him pound into your face and cum down your throat. But you have to restrain yourself and take your time; he’ll let you know what he wants. Your tongue dances over the head, down his shaft and back up. You can’t get enough of him. Latching on, you suck and stroke him simultaneously. He reacts as you’d expect when he pushes against your face. His entire length slowly slides over your tongue and into your mouth, pressing against the back of your throat. It’s difficult to breathe, but this what you wanted. It feels so good, but you just want relief from all this teasing. He slowly slides himself out of your mouth and lets you get back to what you do best. You spread your legs as much as you can and try to push yourself down onto the carpet to sneak one out. The bristles tickle and tease your clit as push your hips back and forth. Your want soon compels you to keep going and find yourself humping the carpet, moaning onto his cock in hopes that he won’t notice. He isn’t stupid. He waits until you’re lost in it and then yanks you off his cock by your golden hair. "What do you think you’re doing, slut?" Strings of drool drip follow your whore mouth and drip down your chin not knowing what to say. "Did I say you can cum?" "N-no…sir…" you mumble. He grips your hair with both hands and slams your face down onto his cock. Your hands claw at his thighs with every thrust. You struggle to breathe, mascara-stained tears running down your cheeks. You have no choice but to let him destroy your throat for being a stupid slut. His balls bounce off your chin and his thick cock pushes further into you. "Fuck!" he grunts as he pushes your face down. You feel his cock swell and erupt down your throat. You choke and gag on his thick cum, but he doesn’t let you up. You swallow most of it but the rest finds its way out through the sides of your mouth and through your nostrils. Finally, he releases you and you gasp and cough for air. His eyes burn a hole into you and you can’t look at him. You cower in front of him, feeling ashamed and upset that you’ve disappointed him. You mumble out a pathetic "I’m sorry…" He leans forward and delicately pulls you up by your sticky chin. "So the whore wants to cum. Go clean yourself up; I know a way to get you off…" Scared, you still obey and crawl away quickly. After your shower, you see he’s laid out a brand new black dress and heels for you to wear. It’s the simple gestures like this that make you love this man. It’s very form-fitting and short; you guess he wants to show you off and that always gets you excited. You find your sexiest lingerie and slip it on, hoping that he’ll be pleased. "Slut!" he calls for you. "You better hurry or we’re going to be late." You hurry with your hair and makeup and quickly meet him at the door. He looks you up and down and seems pleased with how the dress fits. He leads you out of the house and you can feel his hand on the small of your back. It slides up, then down and he stops abruptly. "Slut," he calls you. "Do you have on a bra and panties?" "Y-yes, sir," realizing you made a mistake. "Did I lay any out for you?" his eyes narrow. "No, sir," "Take them off," he commands. You turn to get back in the house, but he grabs you by the arm. "No. Do it here." You feel yourself go hot with embarrassment and around to see if there is anyone outside. You see people walking the neighborhood or washing their cars; not paying attention to either of you, but they’re out there. "But, sir…" "Now…" he growls. You take a deep breath and pull the dress down your shoulders to reveal the black bra holding your breasts. You undo the clasp in the front and quickly pull it off to reveal your perfect pink nipples to anyone lucky enough to be watching. He takes the bra from you and motions for you to hurry. Having fixed you breasts back into the dress, you hike it up the hem and pull down the matching black panties. You step out of them and hand them over. He simply drops the lingerie in front of the garage door and leads you into the car. The street has gone pretty quiet and you try to hide your face from the nosey neighbors. He gets in and finally pulls the car out of the driveway. "Those are going to stay there for everyone to see," he tells you with his stern voice. "And if they’re still there when we get back, then you can take them back inside." Slumped in your seat, you simply nod with shame knowing you’ve disappointed him again. The sky has already darkened by the time you arrive at your destination. He hasn’t told you anything about it or why you’re here. He parks around the back of the building and smiles. He looks at you with those loving eyes again and you feel yourself just melt. "I got you something," he says as he pulls a small bag out from under his seat. "I hope you like it." A squeal escapes from you as you tear the bag open. In it is a silver collar with your initials on it and a leather leash. "Oh, pretty…" You hold out to him, "Please?" you ask with a smile covering your face from ear to ear. His rough hands slide across your neck and gently latch the collar on. He kisses you on the lips and smiles. "Tonight, you’re going to do exactly as you’re told." You start to get a little nervous, but you know he wouldn’t do anything to hurt you. "Yes, sir." He leads you by the leash to the rusted back door of what appears to be a club. He pounds on it and it opens almost immediately. He talks in a hushed tone and you peer around him to get a better look. A pair of eyes locks onto yours and a smile follows. "You weren’t kidding," the man says. He opens the door to allow them in and points into the darkness. "All the way down the hall, last door on the right. They’re waiting on you." "Thanks," your sir replies and tugs at the leash to get you to follow. "What you’re going to do tonight, you may or may not enjoy it; but I have a feeling you might. We’re going to see how much it’ll take to break you." A sense of dread sweeps over you. He wouldn’t hurt you…you think. He leads you through the door into a dimly lit room. It resembles the backstage of a theater except its colder here and there’s a smell in the air; a musk that’s familiar, but difficult to place. It hits you deep and you can feel something inside that needs to be satisfied; your body reacts in kind and you feel your nipples stiffen, whether it’s from the cold or the intoxicating smell, you’re not sure. He walks up to a woman standing in the darkness and hands the leash over to her. It’s difficult to see her, but the one thing you do notice are her emerald green eyes piercing through you. "Did they tell you my conditions?" your sir asks. She takes the leash from him, "Yes. Only you are allowed to finish inside." "And…?" "Don’t worry; my boys have been edging for two weeks now. They’ll treat her like the whore she is; and I’ll be there to guide them along. It’s going to be a wonderful evening for all." They share a passionate kiss in front of you before this mysterious woman pulls you away from him. You look back at him with pleading eyes, but he only shakes his head. You pass through a set of curtains and she stops you in the middle of a stage. "On your knees, slut," she instructs. She’s so loud for a small woman, but she scares you, so you obey. In the dim light, you see she’s wearing a dark corset, elbow length gloves, a very short skirt and 6 inch heels. She gently removes the leash and bends down to meet your face, "Don’t worry, honey. You’re going to have a great time." She kisses you lightly on the lips and walks away. A shaky breath escapes your lips and your body trembles. You try to look around, but it’s too dark to see anything. A door opens and closes, but you can’t see form where. The light thump of heels make their way to you as the mysterious woman returns, but this time with a large naked man on a leash. He easily towers over her by at least a foot, maybe two; it’s difficult to tell from your position. She leans him forward and releases his leash while whispering something to him. He nods and she gives him a kiss on the forehead before kneeling next to you. The large man steps towards the both of you. She takes his semi-erect manhood into her hands and begins to stroke him. His dark foreskin contrasts on her pale skin and the sound of his flesh being handled by her small hand entices you. She brings his manhood up to your lips, but you recoil back a bit. "It’s okay, slut," she reassures you. "He said you could. Besides, he’s out there watching you and you wouldn’t want to disappoint him, would you?" Your eyes scan for him again, but the woman refocuses your attention back to the large cock in front of you. She guides it into your mouth and you suckle the head first, tasting his pre-cum. It’s nothing like his, but it still tastes good to you. You quickly take more and more of his hardness in your mouth and soon, the woman is pushing your face into him. His cock makes you gag as it hits your throat every time she forces you down it. After a few minutes of being forcefully face-fucked, the man steps away and another takes his place. The woman repeats the process with him, forcing you to choke on his cock, and again with two other men. By this time, your pussy is soaked and you can feel the stickiness flow down your thighs and pool underneath you. The woman then stands and pulls you up by the hair along with her. She leads you to a thick table and stops. She walks behind you and grabs the hem of your dress and pulls it over your head. Goosebumps form on your skin from the cold and you can’t help but feel a bit nervous. She orders you to lie down and no sooner than you are on your back, you’re tied down with your arms out to each side, legs spread and your swollen cunt out for everyone to see. "Let’s see how many times you can cum, slut," the woman hisses in your ear. The large man places himself in between your legs and easily slides into you. You gasp and writhe in pleasure as he slowly thrusts in and out of you. His girth fills you extremely well making your body tremble with ecstasy. Your moans are soon interrupted by another cock being forced into your mouth. The other two men take your hands and have you please them like the fuck doll that you are. "That’s a good slut," says the woman. "My boys seem pleased with you." It doesn’t take long for the large man’s cock to cause you to cum. You do so with a stifled moan, stuffed and muffled by excited flesh and muscle. After your orgasm subsides, the large man stops and swaps with another. He’s more eager than the large man and quickly pounds into you with everything he can muster. The sharp smacks of your flesh echo in the room. The feeling of being taken so swiftly induces another orgasm and your body goes rigid. They still control your body and still force their cocks into your mouth and around your hands. "That was nice," smiles the woman as your body calms down. She looks at the eager man and tells him to keep going. "I want to see how much the both of you can endure." She produces a Hitachi wand and turns it on. The eager man’s eyes go wide with excitement as the woman lowers it and places it on your clit, hitting the base of his cock as well. Both you and he contort with overstimulated pleasure on the brink of pain. Another intense orgasm rips through your body as you cry out. The bonds hold you well as your back arches from pleasure. The eager man grunts and quickly pulls out and the woman manually finishes him all over your stomach. His cum feels hot and delicious on your skin and you want to taste it, but you can’t reach it. He’s quickly pushed aside as another man steps in between your drawn-out legs and easily slides into your wetness. "Can’t let this go to waste, now can we," says the woman as she leans in. Her hot breath caresses your skin and her tongue laps up the remnants of the eager man. "Mmm…" she moans, her eyes locking onto yours. "Care for a taste?" "Y-yes…" you groan and mumble through the large man’s cock in your mouth. She climbs atop the slab that you’ve been fettered to and straddles you. She delicately removes the swollen member from your throat and lowers her face to meet yours. Her soft lips touch yours and excitement fills you as her tongue enters your mouth and share in the man’s seed. The saltiness of his cum is much different than what you’re used to, but you relish in the taste of it; the taste of her mouth and how her experienced tongue dances inside yours. The woman gropes your tits, pinching and pulling your nipples. They feel incredibly sensitive in the frigid air, but you’re enjoying the sensation too much to tell her to stop. The woman’s eyes dart up and a wicked smile crawls across her face. She hikes her skirt up and spins around; lowering her dripping wet pussy to your face. "Eat me, slut." Without much choice, her pussy plants itself on your face and your tongue immediately attacks her clit. She grinds herself on your face as you try to taste all of her. From the corner of your eye, you see the large cock that was just in your mouth slowly guide itself into the woman’s pussy. You feel her push back against him and hear the audible squelch of her juices. He begins to pound into her and you can hear her moan out. Then you realize that she’s turned on the Hitachi wand again and you feel that vibration hit your clit. Your body instinctively reacts, contorting and twisting under her. The man inside of you speeds up as the man inside her does as well. Heavy-swinging ballsacs hit your asshole and your face and you realize that you’re such a slut for enjoying all of this. Then there’s the strange sensation of a warm fluid pouring down your cheeks. You realize that you haven’t let go of the woman’s clit and she’s about to cum; hard. She reels up and pushes against the man and an explosion of cum and juices flood your mouth. You choke, swallowing what you can and spit out the rest. The man doesn’t stop, continuing his rhythm. She sprawls out on top of you, enjoying the cock inside of her and the struggle of you and the wand. Warm cum falls over your breasts and drip down your arm and you realize that you’ve been holding onto another man. "Will you look at that," the woman purrs. "You made him cum by squeezing his cock." You feel it pulse in your hand and you slowly release him. It drips onto your hand as he slinks away. The woman sucks on your fingers and eats what he left behind. You struggle to breathe as she pushes her cunt into you. The man’s rhythm intensifies as do his grunts. "You gonna cum, baby?" the woman asks. "Y-yeah…" he moans. "Yes, mistress." "You’ve been such a good boy, playing nice with everyone. Cum in your mistress’ aching pussy." He moans loudly as he squeezes her hips in his hands. His body and his cock stiffens as he cums into his mistress. She moans out as another orgasm rips through her, leaving her a shuddering mess. The wand doesn’t move, hitting your sore clit and finding another orgasm still in you. The man that was pounding you has pulled out and he finishes himself into his mistress’ mouth as she greedily swallows it all. The large man pulls out and a cascade of cum pours over your face and slowly trickles into your mouth. You try to swallow what you can, but it’s too thick and you cough up most of it. "Let’s get you cleaned up, sweetie," the woman whispers. She pulls a towel across your face, cleaning what she can and licking up the rest. "Mmm…this mixture tastes good." "Am…am I done?" you ask, tired and sore. "Just one more," she winks. You take a deep breath and try to mentally prepare yourself when you hear a familiar voice. "Did you enjoy that, slut?" You look up at you him and can’t help but smile. "I did, sir." He positions himself in between your legs and unzips his pants. "Is it your turn, sir?" "Yes, it is slut. Now lie back and enjoy my cock…" PhatDaddi [1 comment]