Previously published as: “Kristie’s Fantasy Birthday Auction”
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CAST OF CHARACTERS:
Mike Adams – 41 year old Husband of Kristie, Vice President of Software companyKristie Adams – 32 year old wife of Mike and sex slave to be auctionedGeorge – Friend of Mike and Kristie from swinger clubShane – Friend of Mike and Kristie from swinger clubHeidi – George’s wifeErica – Personal secretary of Mike AdamsPaul – Hotel ManagerSimon Cole – Auction Winning bidderEric Cole – Brother of SimonElizabeth or Liz – Sister of SimonMary – Household maid for Cole residenceSamuel Cook – Retired Husband of GloriaGloria Cook – Wife of Sam CookHarry Smelling – Best friend of Simon ColeLisa Smelling – Wife of HarryBen – Employee of Simon Cole
SUMMARY:
Mike fulfills a sex fantasy of his wife each year for her birthday. The year in which this story takes place, he decides to make her fantasy of being sold as a sex slave at auction become reality for a weekend. With the help of a couple friends ten individuals who are strangers to Mike and Kristie are found to participate as bidders at the auction. As the story unfolds Kristie is sold on the auction block to a total stranger to be used as his sex slave for the entire weekend. As fantasy becomes reality, both husband and wife have concerns how the fantasy will end. Will their perfect marriage be destroyed as a result?
All activities described in this story are between consenting adults except for a brief rape scene in Chapter 36. All events, places and things described are FICTIONAL and purely fantasy.If a brief rape scene offends you, please do not read this story, or skip over Chapter 36 in part 8. If any of the following story codes are offensive to you, please avoid this story (M+/F+, M/F+, FF, Consensual Slavery, Mdom/Fsub, Fdom/Fsub, Incest (bro/sis), Incest (mother/daughter), rape (chapter 36).
ATTENTION: This is a rather long multi-part story (over 100k words in 9 parts). I hope you like the story, but if you are not into long novel length stories, or are not willing to read from Part One through Nine, you are not going to like this story. This story flows from one part directly into the next with no recap of what happened in previous parts. Part one contains very little sex, but is important to help understand the flow of the story. This story is told from the perspective of various characters. The character perspective changes, when they do occur, take place at the chapter breaks.
Continued from Part 6Hopefully you have read the previous parts and enjoy the story as it continues…
Mike could not get the concern out of his head regarding Kristie’s safety. After all this was a complex fantasy and was the longest duration of any he had arranged for his wife’s birthday. He knew George and Stan vouched for this Simon Cole, but he still worried about her. He was in deep thought when he looked up and saw Erica’s nude body emerge from their kitchen carrying two glasses of wine.
“Young lady, are you old enough to legally drink alcohol?”
Acting the part of a school girl, Erica looked shyly to the floor and said, “I don’t know about alcohol Mr. Adams, but do you think I am old enough for your semen?”
“Without any doubt you are old enough to fuck. It would be a crime to not fuck a cunt with as much talent as yours.”
They both laughed and took a sip of the nice vintage of Riesling Erica had poured. As they devoured each other with their eyes, Mike touched his glass to Erica’s and said, to a beautiful woman who has been so helpful in getting me through the day.” Erica smiled as they took another sip.
“Erica, you have absolutely worn me out. You have drained my balls and left my cock limp.”
“Mr. Adams, I think I can fix the limp cock problem with just a few minutes of attention.”
“I have no doubt that you are perfectly capable of doing that.”
Looking at each other, Mike was stroking Erica’s soft skin. He played with her nipples making them stand at attention. He smiled and dipped his finger in his glass transferring some of the wine to her nipple. Leaning over he sucked Erica’s nipple into his mouth and exclaimed, “This vintage has a much deeper robust taste with a strong hint of pink nipple when consumed in this manner. I do believe I have found my favorite way of drinking wine, but I will have to drink a couple cases like this in order to be sure.”
Erica said, “Mr. Adams I am always eager to help you find alternative methods to improve life’s little pleasures.”
“That you are my dear. And I do appreciate it. Maybe you should get a raise.”
“The only raise I need right now is to raise your cock for more fun.”
Both laughed and then Mike got serious. “Honestly Erica, I really don’t know what I would have done today if it had not been for you. I woke up this morning and could hardly drag myself out of bed. I could not get Kristie off of my mind and if not for you I would have moped around this house all day doing nothing but think about her. You truly are an angel of mercy with a wonderful sense of duty to your boss.”
“Mr. Adams, you never told me why Mrs. Adams is out of town. I thought it was just a business trip or something, but you seem to be really worried about her. If you don’t want to talk about it, I understand, but if you need someone to talk to, I am almost as good of a listener as I am a fuck toy.”
Mike grinned and said, “Baby, you are so sweet. The issue with my wife is sort of personal and I just want you to know how much I really do appreciate all you do at the office as well as your exceptional efforts to please me. You go so far above and beyond your obligation to me, your boss, that I find it hard to properly express my feelings for you. I worry because I know we have crossed the line that should exist between boss and employee, but I hope we will be able to work together and keep our relationships, both professional and personal separate and intact.”
“That means a lot to me, it really does. I am so lucky to have stumbled into this position as your personal secretary. To say I love my job is an understatement. As for a raise, that is sweet, but Mr. Adams I don’t work for you for the money. I am not joking when I say my family is filthy rich and I have all the money I will ever need. I work to have something to do. I like working in an office where I can dress and be looked upon as a desirable woman. The icing on the cake is being around and working for you.”
“That is nice of you to say. I am happy to hear you are financially stable. If you don’t mind me asking, what does your family do?”
“Actually the money comes from my grandfather who made a fortune as the majority owner and CEO of a large oil company.”
“Oh, I see. Who is he, maybe I know him?”
“I doubt that you do. He and my grandmother were killed in an accident several years ago. My mother and her two brothers inherited the family fortune. My Uncle, mom’s oldest brother runs the company. He is really a nice guy, and I love him so much. Since my father died, Uncle Simon has been like a father to me. He has always been there for mom and me. You may have head of my uncle. His name is Simon Cole.”
Mike sat in shock as it struck him. No, this can’t be the same man. “So, your uncle is Simon Cole.”
“Yes, do you know him?”
“I am not sure, but I may have met him. Can you describe him?”
Erica began describing in detail from head to toe the man I had met Friday evening. The same man who bought my Kristie at the fantasy auction. I was speechless as she talked. Once I heard enough to know without a doubt Erica’s Uncle Simon and Kristie’s owner were two in the same, my ears shut down and I was not hearing the remainder of what Erica was saying.
“Mr. Adams, Mr. Adams, Mr. Adams, and then finally yelling at me, MR. ADAMS!”
Yelling my name snapped me out of my daze. “Yes, Baby, my mind drifted off. I am so sorry. You were saying...”
“I was telling you about the house my Uncle lives in. It is nothing short of a mansion, but my mother and uncles don’t act like they have a gazillion dollars. My Uncle Eric is okay, but I like my Uncle Simon much better. And besides that, my Uncle Simon is a girl’s dream. He is so dreamy hot!”
“It is nice you two have such a good relationship and that he is such a nice guy.”
“Mom has told me he is a little kinky when it comes to sex, but she says he really loves and respects women. She has told me this, but I always thought it was strange because he is not married and I have never seen him have a serious girlfriend. I think he is too busy with running the business and doesn’t have time for women.”
“Some men are like that. They get busy and let the finer pleasures in life slip away, but I bet if you only knew, your Uncle has some secrets of which you are not aware.”
“You are probably right. I will share a secret with you, but it has to stay just between us, okay?”
“Sure honey, you know you can talk to me about anything.”
“I know it is not right, but I think my mother and Uncle Simon are intimate or at least have been at one time in the past.”
“What makes you say that?”
“My family is a little strange, or so most people would think based on what most people consider normal.”
“Go on...”
“You know this morning I told you I had been intimate with women, and with one in particular.”
“Yes”
“Please don’t think I am a sick pervert, but...”
“Yes...”
“No, I am sorry; I should not have said anything.”
“Erica, you have gone this far, get it out or my mind with try to put it together and I would rather know the truth. Besides that, I think I know what you are trying to tell me.”
“Okay, but this is so embarrassing to admit to my boss.”
“This weekend I believe we have moved far beyond the boss employee relationship, don’t you?”
“I guess you are right. Well the woman I have had intimate contact with is the woman who taught me all I know about sex. Like you said, you probably already put it together. That person is my mom.”
What she was telling me was as I had surmised, but it was still a bit of a shock. “Erica, I have no right to judge you and wouldn’t even if I could. A lot of people have deep dark secrets they don’t want others to see. If you want my honest opinion, I will share it with you.”
“Yes, please I want to know what you think.”
“My view on this is as long as you are both consenting adults, and nobody is getting hurt in the process, society should not have a say in whatever it is that makes both of you happy. Why should whatever happens between you and your mother be of any concern to society?”
“Really? I am so relieved you see it that way. I was afraid you would find me disgusting when you found out.” Smiling she continued, “I will tell you another secret, but this is not near as bad. Since I knew about sex and discovered how much fun men could be, I have always had a fantasy that my Uncle Simon would take me in his arms, carry me to his bedroom and fuck me. I know it is perverted to want your own uncle to fuck you, but it is a fantasy of mine to feel his cock pump his cum in me. Having his baby would be the ultimate experience, but there are all kinds of complications with that. Just to have him fuck me would be enough. Do you still think I have all my mental faculties?”
“Erica, honey, your fantasy is not an uncommon one. You should know that. Your Uncle is a handsome male and has been a strong influence in you and your mother’s lives. I think it is perfectly natural for you to have this attraction to him. Has he ever shown any signs he feels the same way toward you?”
“I am not sure. Mom says he is an affectionate man, so I am not sure if what I think I have detected is an Uncle’s love for his niece or a male’s lust to mate with a young fertile female.”
Laughing I said, “Dear that is funny the way you explain the two extremes. You do know there is a spot between those two extremes. That is of a man who has such a strong attraction to a woman that he wants to take their relationship to the next level, regardless of their familial relationship. When a man holds a woman he loves in his arms and makes love to her, it is beautiful music. Some men experience their closest connection to a woman when they mark her with cum. Not unlike when a male animal in the wild urinates on bushes and the ground to mark his territory and warn other males this is his. When a man places his cum deep in a female, he is in essence marking her as his, putting others on notice she belongs to him.”
“Okay, I think I understand what you are saying. You mean there is a primal instinct to take and mark in some way that which he considers to belong to him.”
“There is also a huge difference between making love and fucking. When a man and woman make love they are sharing the bond of love they have for each other. It is almost always done with a couple who are in love with each other and it is a tender intimate moment. It is also very likely your mother and you have experienced this intimacy, but without a cock. Fucking is totally different. This can be a man fucking a woman he pays to have sex with him or a lust filled moment when the need to release sexual energy is the desired outcome. A hard and fast fucking is usually very pleasurable to both the man and woman; however it is seldom an act of love making. Kristie and I make love frequently, but we fuck much more often. Does this make sense?”
“Yes, I think so.”
“Good, I am glad, because sometimes I don’t understand it myself.”
Looking at her with a menacing scowl, I said, “Innocent little girl, would you like to be fucked?”
In her little girl falsetto voice looking down at the floor and acting shyly she said, “Mister, are you a dirty old man who just wants to put his big nasty thingy in little ole me?”
“Yes dear I am and I promise it will feel so good.”
“Well then, I guess it is okay.” She threw her arms around my neck kissing me. I lifted her into my arms and carried her up the stairs to the bed I share with my wife. I wish Kristie could be here to share this moment with us.
Master placed me in a soft chair, after several minutes and several more kisses. I winced in pain as my poor abused bottom touched the seat of the chair. We both laughed. I saw Mistress Elizabeth and Lisa heading my way. They both hugged me and kissed me telling me how well they thought I had done. As promised they told me they wanted to get me cleaned up for the Party. With their help and the help of Mary they escorted me back to the master bedroom where my makeup was located.
They hurried to get my face washed and brush my hair. They applied my makeup and even put some facial power on my ass to reduce the redness. They put a little rouge on my nipples. I had to admit they did a great job putting me back together. We were about to leave when I saw Mary with the tube of lubricant. Without either of us saying anything I walked to a chair and bent over the back. I looked back and asked, “Can Mistress Elizabeth please lubricate my ass for use by our guests.”
Mary smiled and handed the tube to Elizabeth who placed her hand on my back holding me over the chair as I felt Lisa spread my ass cheeks and hold me open. The cool tip of the tube of lubricant felt good slipping into my ass. She squeezed the tube expelling the cool thick lubricant into my colon to make sure the men would not suffer friction burns on their cocks rubbing against my dry rectum as they enjoyed the use of my ass. I wanted them to enjoy using my ass and have an enjoyable evening filing me with their thick man milk.
Mary said, “Mr. Simon wants you to wear something extra.” I looked at her with a questioning look on my face. I then saw her go to the duffel bag and open it. She looked in it and I saw what she pulled out, it was a pair of nipple clamps connected by a chain. “He wants his slave wearing these tonight. We must get these clamped to your nipples.”
Elizabeth smiled and said, “Here let me do it.” She looked at Lisa and asked, “Would you like to get her nipples hard for me?”
“Sure, I would love to.”
With that I felt Mrs. Smelling’s fingers on one of my nipples as I watched her mouth close around the other. Soon both were hard little nubs. Proud of her quick effort, Kristie said there you go Liz, clamp those hard little nipples and let’s get moving. The clamps closed very tight on each nipple. I was certain the only two ways for them to come off was for someone to have mercy on me and remove them or for someone to pull them off, which I know would hurt like hell. They certainly were not going to fall off, considering how tight the spring was that held them clamped viciously to my nipples. Mistress Mary inspected the clamps, looped her finger around the chain connecting my nipples and gave a tug. I moaned at the pain. Seemingly satisfied the clamps were secure, she started pulling me out the room by my nipples saying, “We must hurry and get back to the party. Mr. Simon is anxious to show you off.”
“Where are my shoes?”
“Here Liz, will you take her and I will get her shoes,” Mary said. “We need to get moving and get that sweet ass back to the party. Patience is not a virtue of a hard cock and balls full of sperm.” Both Elizabeth and Lisa laughed and in unison said, “That is for damn sure!”
We hurried down the hallway with Mistress Elizabeth leading the way pulling me by my nipples. She said, “Honey, I am so envious of you. You are so pretty. I wish I had your natural beauty. Your pussy is exactly what I would like mine to look like. The way your lips do not protrude out is perfect. They are so neat and tidy. By the way, where did you get your clit pierced?”
“It was a little shop in San Diego that does tattoos and piercings.” Stopping she looked at me and asked, “Do you live in San Diego?”
“Well not in San Diego, but just outside in the suburbs. You?”
“I sure do. I would like to keep our friendship after this is all over.”
“What exactly is all this about?” asked Lisa. “Harry got a call from Simon and briefly told me about us going to a wild party at Simon’s and I was to be horny and wear something nice and very sexy. That is all I knew coming here tonight. I have just been going with the flow.”
I was doing my best to keep up with Elizabeth as she hurried back to the theater. She was keeping a pretty strong tension on my nipples. As I was walking fast, I answered, “It is my birthday fantasy. My husband arranged it for me.”
“Birthday fantasy?” asked Lisa.
“Yes, he sets up one of my fantasies every year for my birthday. This year I was to be put up on an auction block and sold as a sex slave to the highest bidder.”
“You have got to be kidding! That is so hot!”
“Yes, it has been quite an experience so far. It is wild, and I have loved every second of it.”
“Did they actually have an auction for you?” asked Lisa.
“Yes with an auctioneer and all. An hour beforehand I was put on display for inspection. I was naked, gaged and my hands were bound above me to a pole. I was also wearing a blindfold.”
“Oh, how hot is that!! Dear, you will have to give me all the details later. Apparently your husband is okay with all of this?”
“Yes ma’am. He set it all up, but he does not know what specifically is going on, just that I am with the man who bought me.”
“I bet he is sitting at home jerking off thinking about you and fantasizing about what might be happening to you.”
“Possibly, but I hope not. You see I arranged for his cute little secretary to keep him company. All she knows is I am away from the house for the weekend and that I expect her to take care of my husband, her boss, for the entire weekend.”
“Does she know that you want her to fuck him?”
“Yes ma’am. I told her to do anything he wanted.” Just about then we arrived at the theater and entered the room where the men were waiting.
I could hear Master say, “We were beginning to wonder if we were going to have to come looking for an escaped slave.”
Lisa said, “Mary, Elizabeth and I had to clean her up, fix her makeup and attach these dreadful and painful clamps to her before returning. Liz has been pulling her by her nipples as fast as we could make the journey, while Liz and I have been learning of this little gal’s fantasy and all of this.”
“I see,” said Master.
“Slave, are you ready for the party to begin?”
“Yes, Master.”
“Very well, I intend for you to make sure everyone has a good time, and I know you understand what I mean.”
“Yes Master. I will make sure everyone enjoys the party.”
“And?”
I thought for a minute to try and figure what else Master wanted me to say, then it occurred to me. “And using me, Sir.”
“Excellent! Mary is going to take you and get you ready to serve us a little snack.”
From behind I felt a touch and turned to see Mary. “Come with me dear. We need to get you ready.”
“First let me take those off your nipples.” She pinched the clamps to open them causing the blood to rush back. This is the worst part about nipple clamps, the pain is extremely intense when they are removed. As I was feeling the pain in my nipples we walked to a room just across the hall from the theater. There was a long table like what you would see in a meeting room. Mary pointed at the table saying, “You need to climb up on the table and lay on you back.”
I did as instructed. “Okay, now put your hands over your head and I will secure your arms.” I placed my hands above my head and felt Mary tie them together and I felt her tugging on the rope. A couple minutes later I saw her again and realized I could not move my arms. She had tied them over my head, giving anyone who wanted to touch, pinch or otherwise molest me, full access. She was not finished with me yet.
“Quick, I need to secure your legs.” She retrieved a short bar that had what appeared to be two white4 leather cuffs on each end. “I am going to put this on your ankles. It will spread your legs and keep them open.”
I could feel Mary working as I felt the leather cuffs being wrapped around each of my ankles. I felt her doing something with the bar then it must have had some way of being lengthened as my ankles were forced wide apart. When she was finished my legs were spread and I could not move them together or lift them. She had evidently tied the bar to the other end of the table. I saw her leave the room. She was gone for two or three minutes then she returned. I could see to the side and saw she was pushing a cart. It appeared to be a food serving cart and was loaded with bowls and platters containing various foods.
Looking at me she said, “Dear, you are going to serve at the buffet table for Master and his guests. Once I have finished placing the food on your body, Mr. Simon and his guests will come in and snack on the foods on your body.”
“Now open your mouth very wide and lift your head, so I can fasten this buckle. In her hand she had what looked like a bright red ball with straps extending from each side. She put it against my open mouth and told me to open wider. My jaws were opened as far as I could get them. She put the ball against my teeth and pushed. The ball flexed and lodged behind my teeth. The then fastened the leather straps behind my neck. I would not have to worry about talking out of turn. I was not going to be able to say a word.
I realized one consolation of being the banquet table was nobody would be spanking or fucking me for a while.
“I felt the food being placed directly on my skin. Mary arranged sliced strawberries, melon slices, grapes, and several other varieties of fruits on me. I saw her put a small finger bowl with something in the bowl. I wondered to myself what it must be and why she had left it in the bowl and not put is on my skin. After all, it seemed like everything else was on me. Then I saw her with what looked like a squeeze bag I have seen pastry chefs use. She squirted frosting out of it onto my nipples and put a strawberry in the middle of each mound of frosting. She laid out some forks and spoons, but no plates. This seemed strange. I saw her get another of those frosting bags with the nozzle and inserted it between the lips of my pussy. She looked at me and smiling said, “I am going to put some veggie dip in here.” I felt the nozzle penetrate me and then I could feel the cold dip as she started to fill me. “Try to relax dear, I am just filling you with the veggie dip. Everyone will find it fun to dip their celery and carrot sticks in you.” The garnish was then applied as she decorated all around me with roses. I dared not squirm around because she had the roses pushed up against me and I could feel thorns everywhere. She then took the finger bowl I had seen earlier and it appeared she placed it on the table, between my legs. The last thing she did was kiss my forehead and place a black cloth across my eyes, cutting off all my vision.
I laid there and heard Mary tell Master the snacks were ready for the guests. I could hear their conversation get louder as they approached. When everyone was in the room, Mary welcomed them and told them the buffet of snacks was ready, but would only be here for a short time since the buffet table had to entertain them after they finished. I listened and could feel her finger on me in various places as she explained the selections available. “You will see many fruits and vegetables available for your snacking pleasure. Our table has a built in container that is filled with veggie dip you can either dip your veggies in it, or if the supply gets low there is a small spoon here you can use to dig some dip out.” I felt her touch very lightly on my vaginal lips. “For your amusement, I have provided a special treat you might enjoy. You will find it in the finger bowl.”
Again I felt her hands between my legs and realized she was showing them whatever was in the bowl. “In the bowl you will find small slivers of ginger that Mr. Simon asked me to prepare for your enjoyment.”
Panic suddenly hit me when I realized what was going on. Oh SHIT, GINGER?? That is what caused me such intense pain earlier this evening!
Mary went on, “As you can see this is not the same as what the little slave experienced earlier. These are intended to be laid across the little clit at the top of the veggie dip container. Use of the slivers of ginger should add the unique flavor of female to the dip.”
On MY CLIT??? This can’t be happening. The intent was for them to use the ginger on my clit, setting it on fire causing me to produce pussy juice to flavor the veggie dip.
“You can press the ginger strips to her clit and then remove them and reapply them. This way you will be able to observe what happens and also be able to control the amount of female flavoring is added to the dip. Keep in mind this slave has been used very hard this evening and if you wish for her to supply additional entertainment after the snacks, it might be a good idea to not overdo application of the ginger oils to her clit.”
“One last thing before you dig in and enjoy yourselves, you may have noticed there are no plates. Please feel free to use your fingers, spoons or the forks. The forks are very good for eating the food directly from the buffet table. Make sure you get the food securely skewered on your fork so you don’t accidentally drop it.” I could hear the murmurs as they all got the idea of using the forks to poke my flesh and have fun watching my pain.
“Bon Appetite.”
With that I heard Mary pushing the serving cart from the room and down the hall. I could feel everyone crowding around the table. I felt fingers on my skin and heard comments on what a beautiful job Mary had done. I felt the mouths of two of the men on my breasts as they ate the strawberries on my nipples. I knew it was two men from feeling the stubble on their faces against my breasts. When finished I could feel them lick each of my nipples clean and then each gave my nipples a bite that sent jolts of pleasure directly to my clit.
I heard Master say, “Do you want to let her see or keep her blindfolded?”
Mr. Smelling said, “She has such pretty eyes. I vote we let her see and then we can see those pretty green eyes of hers.” Others agreed and the next thing I knew the blindfold had been removed. Master was standing over me smiling down at me.
Mr. Smelling was the first to pick up a slice of ginger. I could feel him pull my pussy lips apart. I knew he could see the dip and my clit. He touched my clit and I could not help but moan from behind the gag. Using his fingers to hold my lips apart and expose my clit, he pressed a strip of ginger directly to my clit. It took about one minute before I started to feel the heat caused by the oil. I could feel the heat building rapidly. I was trying to plead for them to remove it, but the gag stopped any attempt to speak. Lisa saw my distress building and said, “Harry, get that off of her clit. If you want to put that cock of yours in her you better save that cunt for your fun.”
He looked at her and without saying anything removed it. I was very thankful for Lisa’s intervention as the heat started to subside.
I felt the forks poking me as the food was consumed. It was actually fun laying there now that the ginger was gone. It was strange when they used the spoon to dig the dip out of me, but they were not rough and it didn’t hurt. The sharp prongs of the forks hurt, but they was not used to pierce my skin, only to cause discomfort. This was something I would not mind doing again, it was fun and erotic to have people eating off of my skin.
Finally the snack time came to a close and I was hurried off to wash the dip and fruit juices from my body. My nipple clamps were reattached and I returned to the theater to rejoin the guests.
Master waived his hand and said, “It is time for us to enjoy the charms of my slave’s body. Enjoy her and each other, and please let me know if you need anything.”
Everyone started moving around talking to each other. Mr. Smelling made it to me and took my hand in his lifting it to his mouth as he kissed the back of it and said, “My dear, you have made this old man’s dreams come true. I apologize for any pain I have caused you this evening, but it was your fault for having such a delightful body.” I smiled and said, “Sir, I really enjoyed your use of my body and would welcome any further use you might find pleasurable for yourself. I am Master’s sex slave and you heard him give his permission to use me as you wish. I would be honored if you would make use of my Master’s offer.”
“Little lady, you do know how to get the attention of this fat old cock of mine. I don’t want to take all your time for myself, but would you mind if I put a load from my balls in that cute little stomach of yours?”
“Sir, not at all. If you will lead me to where you would like to use me I will be very pleased to serve you.” He grabbed my tit chain and led me to kneel before a big chair. I unbuckled his pants and started working my magic on his breeding tool.
I could hear things getting quiet and looked around to see Master was enjoying the company of Mrs. Smelling and Elizabeth and Eric seemed to be enjoying each other’s bodies in ways not customary for a brother and sister to show their affection for each other.
It seems like everyone fucked everyone else and the night finally came to a close as the Smelling’s left for home. Elizabeth and Eric headed for the same bedroom as Master let me back to the master bedroom. I wondered what the story was regarding Master’s brother and sister. I figured maybe Mary would tell me tomorrow.
Master and I took a long wonderful bath together washing away all the sexual fluids from our many lovers. Master got out of the bath and used a plush towel to dry me. I think he kissed every square inch of my skin as he dried it. I was so taken by this strange, but gentle and loving man. He could never take the place of my husband, but he was so much more than I had expected when I first met him. I am very deeply in love with my husband, but my emotions for Master were focused much more on lust than love.
Master picked me up in his arms and carried me to the bed. He did not speak, but picked up the phone on the table and dialed an inside number. I could tell he was talking to Mary when he said, “Yes please. We are ready.”
I wondered what we were ready for, but kept silent. A few minutes passed and Mary came into the room wearing a sheer robe and slippers. She looked magnificent.
Master began to explain to me what was happening. “With just the five of us in the house tonight, Mary is alone, so I thought she could join us, at least for a while on this your last night.”
I looked at my Master and asked, “Master, may I have permission to speak?”
“Yes, go ahead.”
I turned to Mary, smiled and threw my arms around her. “Mistress Mary, I am so happy.”
“Me too honey, me too.”
Master pulled my chin to look into my eyes. “Something I enjoy is watching others as they make love. I would really like to see you and Mary enjoy each other and have some intimate time while I watch. Mary that is if you don’t mind.”
I had not been asked. Master had asked Mary if she minded if he watched, so I said nothing. Mary turned to me pulling me to her she planted a passionate kiss on my lips. As we were locked in our kiss, Master slipped out of bed and took up station in a nearby arm chair.
“Little one, I believe your Master would enjoy watching you pleasure your Mistress with your pretty mouth.”
Smiling I slid down her body, kissing her nipples on the way to her clit. The texture of her clit and the flavor of her juices had my full attention. I brought her to three orgasms as Master watched. He was slowly stroking his cock as he enjoyed the lesbian show I was proud to be taking a part in.
“Little one, I believe your Master needs some relief. If you don’t mind I would like for his first load to be in me. Please place your Master’s cock in your Mistress’s cunt?”
Master rose and crawled up on the bed to lie atop Mistress Mary. I reached between his legs and gripped his hard cock in my hand. He rose as I rubbed it against Mistress’ cunt. I separated her lips with my other hand and placed the tip of his cock inside her cunt. Upon feeling her wet cunt against his cock, instinctively in one thrust his cock was balls deep in her. Mistress Mary moaned her pleasure as his cock filled her. I started to lick Master’s ass and balls. I could tell he was about ready to explode, so I backed off so I would not cause a premature end to the pleasure they were sharing. He started thrusting forcefully into her.
I stayed behind Master holding his scrotum and stroking his ass. “Slave lick your Master’s cock as it enters and exits your Mistress’ cunt.”
I leaned into where Master’s cock entered Mary’s cunt. He had slowed his thrusting and I was able to slide my tongue on his shaft licking the pussy juice from him. My own cunt was gushing juices just from watching what was going on. It was one of the sexiest scenes I had ever been involved in.
I could hear Mary telling Master to fuck her harder and telling him how good his cock felt. She started begging him to fill her with his cum. “I am yours, my pussy is yours. Use me as your cum bucket. Please Mr. Simon, fill me with your cum.”
It was not much longer until I saw Master give a deep thrust and heard him groan as his cock delivered his cum deep in her cunt.
“Mary, that was fantastic. Why have we waited so long?”
“Your cock has made me very happy. Will you do something for me?”
“Anything, just tell me what you want.”
“I am feeling a little naughty.” She gave Master a sly smile. “Would you please make your slave clean your cum from my cunt? Make sure she does it well. You may have to whip her ass to get her to do it right.”
“I don’t think I will have to force her to do it, but I understand how she may need some encouragement.”
“Slave, get over here and clean your Mistress’ cunt. I put a full load of cum in her and she would like it cleaned out. The best way to do that is with your tongue. I will be watching and if I think you can do better, you will feel the flogger on your ass.”
I knew this was all a part of the game. Master knew I would enjoy cleaning his cum from her without being motivated, but they both wanted to see my ass whipped with the flogger as I was eating her cunt.
“Yes Master, I will clean Master’s cum from Mistress’ cunt. There is no need to use the flogger on your slave’s ass.”
“I will be the judge of when to whip my slave. Get busy, I will be watching.”
“Yes Master.”
Crawling between Mary’s thighs I licked all cum that was now flowing out of her. The taste of their combined juices tasted very good. I parted her lips and started licking her clit. I could tell she was enjoying my efforts, but I heard her say, “She is not doing as you ordered her to do, she is trying to make me cum.” I knew what was coming and was actually looking forward to it as I heard the swish of the leather and then the impact against my skin followed immediately by the sharp stinging sensation.
“Slave, I told you to clean my cum from her cunt. Do it correctly or get more of the same.”
I did not even answer but stuck my tongue deeper into her trying to clean the walls of her cunt.
“Is she doing any better?”
“Yes, but I know she can do better. I want to feel her mouth, not her hands.”
I felt three stinging lashes to my ass, and they hurt.
“Slave, I paid good money for your ass and I expect you to be a world class slave. Put your hands behind your back and clean her cunt like you have been trained.”
I put my hands behind my back, careful to not let my hands get in the way of my ass. I pressed my face against her cunt as hard as I could trying to get my tongue into her deeper. Making sure she could feel my tongue in her while my nose rubbed against her clit. I was not holding back, I was eating her pussy better than I have ever eaten pussy. My position presented my ass in the perfect position for the flogger.
I was surprised with my level of intensity when I felt the flogger make contact with my ass again. “Eat her cunt slave.”
I knew to tell him I was eating her would be a mistake, so I just kept trying to do better. Again another stinging slap of the flogger fell against the delicate flesh of my ass. He did not even say anything as I presented him with the perfect target of my ass in the air, I felt the flogger across both of my thighs. About every five to ten seconds the flogger confirmed my Master was still watching.
My ass was on fire when I felt Mistress Mary moan and tasted her juices. She said, “She did great. Thank you for allowing me the use of her. I am so tired after all the events of the day. I think I will leave so you can use your slave properly. We can talk in the morning.”
“Okay if that is what you want. I was looking forward to sleeping with you and my slave in the same bed, but I do understand. Do you mind helping me get her ready for bed before you go?”
“Not at all. How would you like her body prepared?”
“I have been thinking about that and think I would like to have the ability to use her from the front or back without a lot of hassle. Please tie her hands together to the headboard. That will keep her hands out of the way and that way all of her holes will be available for my use, depending on my mood.”
“Sir, that sounds perfect. I will have her ready in a flash.”
My hands were bound tightly and pulled over my head. The other end of the rope was tied to the headboard. Tied like this with my feet free, he could roll me onto my tummy or my back and use me while my arms remained secured over my head. I knew my arms would probably be very stiff and cramping before morning came. I laid there waiting to see how Master was going to use me first.
“Erica, you made me proud this evening. I do hope I was not too rough on you, but your submission was very arousing. Watching the others spank you made my cock hard, but then my cock has been hard almost constantly since I first saw you on display immediately prior to the auction. You have permission to speak if you like.”
“Thank you Master. Master there has not been anything you have done to me that if I had it all to do over would ask you to not do. I am sad we have less than 24 hours left before my birthday fantasy ends. I will surely miss you when it is over. You have made me feel like your real sex slave and that is exactly as I wanted it. Taking me as your slave and treating me as such has kept me wet. I love the embarrassment and humiliation you, your family and your friends the Smells have helped me experience. While I am enjoying this experience and I am looking forward to our conversation when it is over. I do have some questions for which you may or may not want to share the answers with me, and I will understand if you don’t. But those will wait until later.”
“I am curious as to what your questions are.”
“I know, but I do not want to spoil the fantasy with them now. They can wait.”
“If you had the opportunity to do something we have not done, what would it be?”
“That is easy. I would like to be loaned to Elizabeth for a set amount of time for use by her in any way she would like to use me as her slave.”
“Okay, let me think about that and I will talk to her in the morning.” Smiling and looking into my eyes he said, “I really am selfish and hate to give you up for any amount of time.” He kissed me but my ability to use my arms made the illusion of being his slave and being bound for his use all the more real.”
“I am not going to fuck my slave, but I do intend to fuck my sexy niece. Before I do this, I want you to know I love my niece very much, but I have a fight with myself each time I am around her and see that sexy body of hers. I wish you knew her and could understand the hunger I have for her.”
“Master, I believe I do understand more than you may know. For the next few minutes I am proud to be your niece. I would like for you to close your eyes and believe it is me, your niece Erica, you are fucking with your masculine cock. If you didn’t already know it, I believe Elizabeth suspects something based on her comment earlier when she learned you had the right to name me and you gave me the name of her daughter.”
“Since this is our last night together, I will warn you I plan to let it all out with respect to the sexual energy I have for her. Hopefully I do not scream her name loud enough for Elizabeth to hear me.” He smiled. “Maybe I should talk to her. After all Erica is named after her father, my brother. Yes, I figured you had most likely figured that out when you heard his name. Our family is a little screwed up. After our parents were killed, we only had each other. How can I put it other than the relationship between us became much more intimate than society approves of for siblings. Elizabeth was a busy girl trying to keep up with two horny brothers. A paternity test was needed to determine which of us fathered Erica.”
“Does Erica know her uncle is also her father?”
“Yes, Erica is a very enlightened beautiful young lady. She is not only smart, she is very active, sexually. I understand she is even keeping her boss happy at her job. She is a personal secretary and evidently has a boss who appreciates all of her talents.”
“Uncle Simon, I know you have wanted to fuck my pussy. You have tied me to this bed and I can’t stop you from taking me the way I know you have wanted to do for so long. I would not let you have my body, but as you can see, I can’t stop you from doing whatever it is you would like to do to me. I hope after you have your way with me, I can come to love you even more and maybe if mom does not care, you can fuck me whenever you like. My boss at work tells me I am a very good fuck and he loves shoving his cock in my asshole. Please don’t worry about me. I know you have wanted me for so long and now that I have not say in the matter, I hope you will take this opportunity to do with me what you have dreamt of doing for so long. I know your cock will hurt, but I need you to fuck me and not worry about me. I want your seed in my body Uncle Simon. I want this need of yours to make me yours to be fulfilled.”
“Erica, your Uncle Simon is a man and has needs only a mature and sexy woman can fill. I have been waiting so long to make you mine. Please forgive me, but I have so much lust built up for your body this may hurt a little and that is why I had to tie your arms. I have to make sure you don’t get away from me.”
“Uncle Simon, please be gentle with me, but use me for your pleasure. My pussy is very tight and I have never had a man’s cock in my asshole. I don’t know if I can take one as big as yours.”
Looking into his eyes I knew I had lit a fire in him. I was trying to play the part as his niece but hoped I had not gone too far.
Grabbing my shoulder he rolled my naked body onto my back. He spread my legs as he lowered himself between them. “Erica honey, you have been a bad girl. You know your sexy ass turns on your Uncle Simon, but that does not stop you from teasing me with it. You tease me by constantly wearing those short skirts and I know most of the time when you are around me you don’t even wear panties. Tonight I am going to teach you a lesson and show you what the years of teasing me has done. Whether you like it or not you are going to take my cock in that bald little cunt of yours and up your virgin asshole. You will not tease and deny me any longer!”
“Uncle Simon, please I know I have been a bad girl and deserve to be punished with your cock, but please be gentle. I promise I will not do it again.”
“I don’t care if you do it, because from now on you will get the same as you are going to get right now!”
I felt him lean forward and position himself at the entrance into my body. I then felt his thrust, but I was wet and ready for his penetration. Regardless of the fantasy, I knew I had to lay there and take whatever he gave me with my arms tied to the headboard. I was pretty sure in his mind he was fucking his niece. This had every indication of being a very aggressive fucking of which I was about to be the recipient. He began thrusting violently into me.
It occurred to me that he was thrusting into me so violently I thought maybe he wanted to rape his niece rather than simply fuck her. He was using his cock to batter my cunt and I was enjoying the rape scene of being tied to the bed and fucked, but how would his niece take this? I knew I needed to talk to Elizabeth about this and make sure if he ever did take the next step that both she and Erica should know there may be issues. Until then my only course was to help him act out his fantasy pretending I was his niece and hopefully release some of his sexual aggression built up over time for his need to possess his niece.
“Uncle Simon, your cock is so big. Uncle Simon, you don’t have a condom on your cock. You might get me pregnant.”
“That is right, Erica. I tried to get your mother pregnant but your Uncle Eric beat me to her uterus. I am going to breed you and plant my seed in your pretty little cunt.”
“Yes Uncle Simon, fill me with your cum. Use my pussy to dump your cum in. I am yours Uncle Simon, but please don’t hurt me.”
That seemed to break him out of his rape frenzy. I wondered what was going on and if there was some sort of brotherly rivalry at play here. Whatever it was I did not want Erica to be hurt, or for Simon to lose control, harming himself, Erica or Elizabeth, or maybe even Eric.
He looked at me with concern and slowed his thrusting into me. “Baby, you know Uncle Simon would not hurt you. I love you so much. It would make your Uncle so happy to put his baby in you.”
I had to play my part, if I had any hope of relieving his stress, or whatever this was. “Uncle Simon, I want to feel your baby grow in my tummy, but if you hurt me, I will not be able to give you a baby. Please Uncle Simon, fill me with your seed and put your baby in me.”
His thrusting continued as he started kissing me and driving into me at the same time. I thought to myself, ‘Kristie, if it was your fantasy to be used for a man’s pleasure, with no regard for your own, this is truly a fulfillment of that fantasy.’
This feeling deep in me fed my arousal bringing it to a much more intense level. That feeling of being used by a man for his own enjoyment went back to the beginning of time, when women were used by men for their own primitive needs. They really did not care anything about the female, other than she had a hole in her body that he could use when he wanted to satisfy his own needs.
I do not find it hard to imagine it being common practice for women to be tied up, similarly to how I was now bound to this bed. Secured in such a manner the female would be available for the use of the men when they decided their cock needed relief. Modern day women would probably think I am sick for my desire to be used by men, but it is just a fantasy. I love being used by masculine men. Being used in reality like ancient women were used would have been reality and not fantasy. A much different scenario, that would have been, but I am a modern day woman with at least one man with whom I share a deep and lasting love. The use of my body by this man as his personal fuck toy does bring me great physical and emotional satisfaction.
As the man whose cock was thrusting into me now, I could picture in my mind this is what man had done since the beginning of time in an effort to use his female for his enjoyment or to plant his seed in her. The female body was designed to produce children and nurture them. Her body was designed to be desirable to the male and to entice him to put his seed in her allowing her to fulfill her role in populating the earth. I believe being used by a man for his needs is what being a woman is all about.
Making the man happy who was now thrusting his cock into my body gave me a special sense of pride. I got a special fulfillment making this man happy. The fact this particular man had paid a large sum of money so he could own me and have rights to my body only solidified my pride that I was a female men had a strong desire to possess.
I savored the strong thrusts of his manhood into my body as I looked into his eyes. He may have his own issues, but I was becoming attached to him and liked the fantasy of being his property and being owned by him. He gripped my left breast with his right hand and squeezed as hard as he could. It hurt, and I could see him looking into my eyes trying to gauge the pain he was causing. He was not being mean, this was part of the fantasy, and it was not much different from a small boy playing with a truck his parents had bought him at the toy store. The primary differences were he was not a small boy, but rather a man, and this toy he was playing with was one he had personally selected and purchased for himself at an auction.
Through the grimace of pain as I continued to play the role as his niece, I said, “Uncle Simon, I am your niece. Please use my body for your pleasure. Uncle, make me your pleasure toy. You are so hard and big Uncle Simon. Please fil me with your precious cum.”
That put him over the top as he thrust as deep into me as was possible and his orgasm overcame him. It really would not have surprised me if his cock had not penetrated and injected his cum directly into my womb. Once his orgasm was coming began to fade, his grip on my breast relaxed. I was thankful for the relief, but knew he had a very intense orgasm and maybe I had been responsible for him being able to take one step closer to either fulfilling his desire to have his niece, or being able to put the desire out of his mind.
Kissing my breast he said, “My little pet. I am sorry if I hurt you. That got a little intense and I think I lost control for a moment. I hope I didn’t hurt you.”
“Master, a slave’s lot in life is to be used for her Master’s pleasure. Being used to bring my Master pleasure overshadows any pain I may experience.”
Stroking the side of my face, “You truly are one very remarkable woman. These past hours with you have been nothing short of amazing. Being your master has been an unbelievable experience. How was I so fortunate to have been there when the opportunity presented itself for our paths to cross?”
“Master, the pleasure has been all mine. Bringing you happiness in the many ways you have seen fit to use my body has been more than I could have dreamed possible.”
“I have been intending on asking you a question. I am not sure what happened, but I have heard a couple accounts that there may have been a problem between you and Eric earlier today when you were exploring the house. What can you tell me about this?”
“Master, it was nothing. It was simply a misunderstanding that Eric and I were able to resolve.”
“Are you sure? I heard it was a lot more involved than that. If he got out of line, I need to know.”
“Master, it is okay. That is behind us now. Things between Eric and I are good now.”
“Okay, if you are sure. I want to know if there are problems. Now, let’s get some sleep. I believe you are likely not going to get a lot of rest tonight.” I smiled at this comment, knowing exactly what he meant. He kissed me and rolled me on my left side as he moved into a spoon position behind me. With my arms still tied above my head, he had full access to my body. I could feel his soft cock against my bottom and felt his right arm drape across my body and firmly grip my right breast. His grip was not painful at all, just firm enough to make it clear to me that he was my Master and my body belonged to him. As I laid there waiting for sleep to overcome me, I felt him move to the side of my head, kiss my cheek and whisper into my ear, “My pet you no longer have permission to speak without approval.”
I quickly slipped off to sleep with the feeling of being totally safe from any harm as I slept in this man’s arms with his hand firmly attached to my breast. I was very contented.
From a sound sleep I became aware of movement and being touched. With my wrists bound together and my arms stretched over my head, I could do nothing but lay there and see what was happening.
Once I was wake and aware of matters, I realized Master was not laying up against me as close as before. I could feel a hand on my ass and pushing between my legs. The hand that was on my breast when I fell asleep was gone. I had the presence of mind to remember I did not have permission to speak.
I could feel a hand, I presumed it was one belonging to my Master, playing with my cunt and my ass. Then I felt a large cock and hoped it was my Master and not someone else. His was not saying anything so I was not sure. I turned my head to look behind me and herd, “Sorry Pet, but I was just trying to get comfortable and decided it would be enjoyable to play with my toy.
I smiled and did not say anything. I felt his cock and then felt it pushing against my back hole. The painful entry of his cock into my ass is something I don’t think I would ever get accustomed to. My only option was to lay there as he forced himself past my sphincter and deep into me. Getting his glans past my sphincter was the painful part of the entry. Once his glans was in the remainder of his cock was easily pushed into me with little additional pain. He pumped in and out of me for several strokes, then he pushed himself deep in my bowels and once again gripped my breast and drifted off to sleep. Smiling to myself, I felt stretched and delightfully full. Drifting back off to sleep with the feeling of being completely possessed by this man brought about such a calming effect over me.
I was awakened at least once every couple of hours and sometimes more. Each time was only for a few minutes. Upon awakening Master would release his grip on my breast and grab my right hip. He would hold my hip stationary and would thrust his cock in and out of my ass for a few minutes. He would stop himself just before cumming. During the process his cock would expand to full length and thickness. Once he was finished he would again seat his cock deep in my bowels and firmly grip my breast as we both drifted back off to sleep.
Not knowing the sensation a man feels in his erect cock, I can only imagine the pleasure I provided my Master as he used my ass to hold his cock all night. I was proud I was able to provide his with this gift from my body. When I woke up next I heard noises in the hall. Sometime during the night someone had opened the door to Master’s bedroom. It may have been him that first time he woke up. I know he did not get out of bed after that because his cock was in my ass all night.
I was listening, trying to figure out what was going on and who was awake. I could hear my Master breathing and knew he was still asleep. His cock remained buried deep in my ass and his hand still had the possessive grip on my breast. My arms were aching, but I was not going to wake Mater from his sleep. I was able to see the open doorway. As I laid there I saw movement at the door and was able to make out that it was Elizabeth looking at us. Evidently she had a little voyeur in her. I was fully displayed on the bed, but Master was partially concealed behind me. From her vantage point she would not be able to tell Master’s cock was in my ass. In fact unless you moved him away from me, only he and I knew for sure where his cock was, and I was very sure of the precise location since my sphincter was tightly stretched around it.
I knew Master was asleep but could see a devilish smile on Elizabeth’s face as she crept silently into the room. She was wearing a sheer robe like the one I had seen Mary wearing. She had a very attractive body with no telltale stretch marks from childbirth. In fact you would never know she gave birth by looking at her body. She looked so cute and looked like she was definitely up to no good. I wondered what it was she was going to do, but hoped it did not involve me. She was holding her index finger to her lips telling me to remain silent.
After reaching the bed she whispered in my ear, “Is his cock in your ass?” I nodded my head. Smiling she gave my left nipple a pinch and began untying my arms. Then she untied my wrists. Evidently when she lowered my arms, it caused enough movement in my body to wake Master.
“Good morning sleepy head. It is a beautiful morning and you need to get up and enjoy your last day with your slave.” She looked at me with that look of no good and said, “Big brother, I have an idea.”
“What are you doing in my bedroom? I opened the door so you could watch, not come in.”
So, it was him who opened the door. Apparently he knew of her enjoyment watching others have sex.
“I want to have some fun.”
“Oh really, I didn’t give you enough fun last night?” He was now wide awake, but his hand still gripped my breast and his cock was large and hard in me even though he had not thrust into me to re-harden his cock. I figured he must have what Mike calls his “morning wood.” If that was the case, I knew he would be getting up to go empty his bladder.
“Okay Sis, what is your idea. I really need to get up and pee.”
“Well, that has something to do with my fun.”
“Erica has your cock in her ass right now.”
“Yes, and it is a delightful ass. What is your point?”
“She has not had an enema this morning, and…”
“I think I see where you are leading.”
I saw her smile. “You are so smart. You might as well enjoy draining your bladder without even getting out of bed. After all, it is already inserted and ready to spew forth. What do you think?”
He didn’t answer her right away, but I knew his answer as I felt his cock let loose full force filling me with his urine. He moaned and said, “Sis, you were right, I feel much better now. Can you help my slave to the stool and not drip it all over the carpet?”
“No problem, Just pull your cock out of the poor thing’s asshole and I will put this plug in her to keep it in her while we walk slowly to the toilet.”
I had forgotten the plug Master had in me was on the night stand. Elizabeth had it in her hand ready to shove it in me. “Okay dear, just roll off his cock and onto your tummy. I will quickly plug you so you don’t spill any.”
Master pulled his cock out of me and I rolled onto my tummy at the same time. I felt the pain as she quickly shoved the plug in me. It would have been worse had I not spent the last few hours with Master’s cock stretching me.
“Okay dear, rise up on your knees with your shoulders still on the bed.”
I did as she instructed essentially sticking my ass in the air.
“Very good. An enema needs time to do the job. So while we wait, I am going to just sit here with you.”
She sat on the side of the bed and I should have known this was not going to be as simple as that. Her hand was on my ass playing with the plug. Then she began stroking my clit with her finger. Being a woman she knew exactly how to do it and make if feel really good. Master was laying on the bed quietly watching.
“Sis, you can play with her all you want, but she is not permitted to cum without permission. She also has not been given permission to speak.”
“Oh big brother, your little pet will not cum, she knows you have another root of ginger downstairs. I just want to have some time with her and get to know her better.” All this time the pleasure from her finger was getting more intense and the pressure in my tummy was not letting up as Master’s pee was washing my intestines.
“This is probably making you uncomfortable, isn’t it?”
I nodded my head, not speaking.
“Do you think I am pretty?”
I smiled and nodded my head again indicating I thought she was very pretty.
“Why don’t we give your clit a rest and let you get up out of bed.”
I gently raised up and with her help stepped off the bed and onto the floor.
“That is it, just kneel there on the floor. My cunt needs some attention. It really needs a good cleaning. Do you think you could help me out?”
Elizabeth is very pretty and I really wanted to clean her pussy, but my tummy needed to expel Master’s pee, although that really did not matter. I knew what I would have to do.
I opened her robe as she spread her knees. I could see that she had been used very well last night and since there were only two men in the house, this cum had to incestuous cum belonging to her brother Eric. She then confirmed my belief by saying, “As you can see Eric was very horny last night and created quite a mess. Men are all alike and don’t care that we have to clean up after their fun. Help me get cleaned up.”
I dove in between her thighs trying to ignore the cramping from the fluids in my intestines. Even though her pussy looked a mess, under different circumstances I would have been enjoying this. If I didn’t have the plug in my ass holding Master’s urine in me, I would really like this. I knew if I hurried I could clean her and she would either pull the plug from my ass or allow me to pull it out. Either way, I really wanted to relieve the cramping.
As I was cleaning the cum from her she said, “I told Eric if he tries any of that shit he did to you yesterday that I would castrate him and make him eat his own cock.”
I did not know what to do. I could not speak and heard Master, “What did you say sis?”
I looked up at her making contact with her eyes. With pleading eyes I shook my head very slightly. She said nothing, but I knew she got the message. “Nothing Simon, I was just telling Erica that men are assholes.”
“Bull Shit. You two are keeping something from me, but I figure you are not going to tell me. Erica would not tell me what that asshole brother of ours did last night and I figure you are not going to tell me either. I trust you have it under control. If not I need to know what the fuck he did.”
“Simon, it is fine. If I need help handling Eric, you will be the first to know.”
“Okay”
He lay on the bed watching as I continued to clean her pussy. Evidently he liked watching as much as his sister enjoyed watching others.
“Oh, yes Erica. Eat mommy’s cunt.” I was surprised to hear her refer to me as her daughter. I could tell she was getting wetter as her moans increased. I sucked her clit into my mouth and gave it a very tender love bite, sending her over the edge. She grabbed the back of my head and pulled me tight against her cunt as she had her first orgasm.
Behind us I heard applause. Turning I saw Master standing in the doorway watching us. His cock was hard, as usual, and pointing directly at me.
“Liz, do you mind if I use my slave?”
“Not at all big brother, after all she does belong to you.”
“Do you mind waiting until I have finished using her before pulling her plug?”
Oh, shit, I realized he was going to make me wait longer enduring this his pee enema while he used me. This would cause even more pressure in my stomach.
“Get up on the bed, slave.”
I knew there is no way I could hold his pee in my intestines if the plug in my butt did not have it sealed so tightly. Any pressure he put on me would normally be very pleasurable, but right now it would be extremely uncomfortable.
“Liz, stay and watch if you want. It will not take me long and you may enjoy watching. She is desperate to relieve herself of the enema I gave her this morning, so she will likely be a good fuck. She knows the faster she makes me cum, the faster she can get relief.”
“On your hands and knees. Do you like me fucking you when you have your ass plugged?”
“Yes Master.”
“Slave, you have permission to talk until you get off of this bed. See if you can make me cum using all the tools your body provides you with to excite a man and make him fill your body with his thick milk.”
“Thank you Master.”
“Liz, this may be a little intense. I am so damn horny and my slave is going to pay the price since it is her fault I am so infatuated with her body.”
“Use her big brother. I want to see you make her proud to be a woman. She should be proud of her ability to please her Master.”
“Oh, yea, I like that.”
With that he rammed his cock into me from behind as I waited on my hands and knees to feel his cock penetrate me.
“Oh, Master that feels so good. Fuck your slave’s cunt with your powerful cock. Master pound my cunt with the hard tool you use to breed females.”
“That’s it slave, I love it.”
I felt his hands on each side of my neck as he gathered my hair into his hands. Like the reins on a horse, he pulled my hair drawing my head back. He was using my hair to prevent me from being pushed forward as he thrust into me. His cock was in me so deep that the feeling of being filled completely was even stronger with the plug lodged deep in my ass.
“Master, your cock is amazing. Can you feel the plug in my ass making my cunt even tighter around your cock?”
“Oh, yes baby, you feel so good.” All the while his thrusting into me was getting becoming even stronger.
“Liz, come here and help me. Slap her tits and pinch her nipples. I know she is capable of better.”
I felt feminine hands close on my breasts. She squeezed me hard and I felt her fingernails digging into my flesh. Then all of a sudden her hands were gone, only to be felt again as she slapped my breasts with her open palm. These were not playful slaps, but rather full force slaps like those she used when she spanked my ass the previous night.
“Is she doing any better?”
“No, make her show her respect for my cock by making me cum.”
“SLAVE, fuck his cock or you will feel the ginger root on your clit AND in your ass!”
I felt like I was doing my best, but her threat really ignited the spark in me to do better.
“Master, use your slut’s cunt. Pull her hair and teach her how to obey her Master. Spank your slut’s ass as you drive your cock deep into her ass. Use your slave’s ass with your magnificent cock. Master, make it hurt. Make your slave scream Master. She only exists for your pleasure. Master, fuck me harder than you have ever fucked any female. Use me Master. Master, make me feel the pain of a man using his female fuck toy.”
I could tell he was getting aroused hearing me talk dirty to him and urging him on. I could also feel that his thrusting had increased considerably in strength. His thrusting into me really did hurt. How much more of this can I take? Normally I love to be fucked really hard, but right now I just wanted him to give me his cum and let his sister help me remove this plug and get cleaned up.
“Master, fuck me. Your cock is so big and hard. It feels so good inside your slave’s body. Fill me with your precious cum, Master.”
I heard him groan and then felt like every hair in my head was being pulled out by the root. He was pulling hard on my hair and forcing my head back. I knew he was filling me when he stopped thrusting and held his cock deep in me. The force of his cum being forced through his cock made his hard cock pulsate as wave after wave of cum was injected through it and into me.
He released my hair, letting my head fall forward. His cock remained lodged deep in my cunt. Even now, I enjoyed the feeling of fullness his cock provided me, but I really did need to get this pee enema discharged.
Patting my head like a dog he said, “Very good, my pet. As usual, you made your Master very happy.”
“Liz, please take her and get her ready for her last day as my slave. If you have no plans, I would like for you to spend the day with us as we enjoy the best purchase I have ever made.”
“Sure, will be happy to take care of her and I have nothing going on today. Erica told me she is busy all day, so it will be fun playing with your slave. We will join you for breakfast in the dining room.”
Master got up from behind me and walked to the side of the bed toward my face. I saw Elizabeth take his arm and point his body to me saying, “Slave, clean your Master’s cock of your cunt juices and the cum your Master graciously shared with you.”
“Yes Mistress, thank you, and thank you Master for allowing your slave to bring you pleasure.”
I went to work using my mouth, lips and tongue to clean his cock and scrotum of any evidence of his previous fucking of his slave’s cunt.
After about five minutes, Elizabeth took his cock in hand and said, “Let me check and see if you have it clean.” I watched as she inspected it. When she was satisfied I had cleaned him properly, she gave his glans a quick kiss and said, “Looking good, big brother. Head on down and once I have her ready we will be down and join everyone for breakfast.”
Continued in Part 8…Feedback: Please share your thoughts with me. I welcome any constructive criticism you may to help me improve my writing. If you did not like the story, simply saying “It Sucks” or some other equally intelligent comment is NOT constructive criticism for this story or that of any other author’s work.
PLEASE REMEMBER: Depictions in this fictional story involving rape, violence and unprotected sex are okay only in fantasy, but NEVER in real life. REMEMBER TO ALWAYS play safe and have respect for others.