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Four young college girls on a skiing vacation have to find other things to do when an excess of new snow traps them in their cabin. This is the third in this series and describes an interesting day of skiing on almost deserted slopes. It might make more sense if you have read “Three J’s and an S Go Skiing, Day1 & Day 2 .”

Three J’s and an S Go Skiing – Day 3, Part 1

By The Technician

BDSM FFF/F / D/s / Mild / Exhibitionism / Consensual Slavery / F/F / Snow / Cold / Humiliation

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Four young college girls on a skiing vacation have to find other things to do when an excess of new snow traps them in their cabin. This is the third in this series and describes an interesting day of skiing on almost deserted slopes. It might make more sense if you have read “Three J’s and an S Go Skiing, Day1 & Day 2 .”

For the most part, the stories in this series are pretty mild.

If you are looking for heavy duty stuff, try one of my other story series.

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WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life.

If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century.

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“Come on sleepy heads,” yelled Sara. “You told me to wake you up at 8:30 so we could hit the slopes as soon as the lifts were going. Breakfast is on the table.”

The Three J’s came into the kitchen wearing their nightclothes. Julie was wearing cotton pajamas, and Joan had on a long flannel nightshirt. Judy, however, was wearing a black, almost see through nightie with nothing underneath it. Her nipples puckered slightly as she walked through the cool air next to the patio doors that led to the deck. Her pubic area was completely bare, but Joan, Julie and Sara already knew that from several sessions together in the hot tub. Sara even knew that Judy must have had her bush lasered away because there was no stubble detectable to her tongue, and even the best wax job remains truly that smooth for only a day or two.

“Who were you expecting last night?” asked Julie.

Joan, who was sharing the bedroom with Judy answered, “She says she forgot to pack something to sleep in. That is her ’emergency nightie’ that just happened to be in one of the side pockets of her suitcase.”

“Who were you hoping to run into up here?” asked Julie.

“The rescue guy was kind of cute,” answered Judy. “You never know…, and a girl should be prepared.”

“You don’t have his number, or his name,” said Joan. “So I don’t think you have much of a chance with him.”

“Oh, I’ve got his number,” answered Judy with a huge smile as she pointed to a big magnet stuck to the front of the refrigerator. It was a red square with a white cross in the middle of it and the words ‘Snow Rescue’ above and below the cross in big white letters. Across the bottom of the square in slightly smaller letters were three phone numbers which were labeled, Office, Lift Area, and Emergency.”

“What are you going to do?” snorted Julie, “Call and say you have an emergency case of the hornies and need those two hunks on snowmobiles to come to your rescue.”

“I’ve heard worse pickup lines,” said Joan.

Julie responded, “Now that I think of it, those two guys last night looked pretty good. I wouldn’t mind calling Snow Rescue for them to come help me with my hornies. Sara is nice, but I really need a man, and I was hoping there might be some action up here.”

Sara, meanwhile, finished serving breakfast and joined them at the table.

When the conversation lulled into an extended period of quiet, Julie looked over at Judy’s stiff nipples and commented, “I didn’t realize so much cold air drifted over here from the patio doors. Maybe we should close the blinds.”

“You three are making me feel naked,” responded Judy.

“You are naked,” snorted Julie.

“I forgot jammies or a nightshirt. OK? And my underwear is not really comfortable to sleep in. I’m the least dressed one here…. I know. Let’s change the subject.”

“If it would make you more comfortable, I could take off my nightshirt,” offered Sara. “Then you wouldn’t be the least dressed one.”

Judy didn’t say anything, but Sara stood, reached up, pulled her long T-shirt up over her head, and then sat back down naked. “There, now you aren’t the least dressed one here.”

Joan laughed softly, shook her head and said, “Let’s just finish breakfast, shall we. We did come up here to ski, after all, and we have a chance to ski all day on the slopes by ourselves today. Once they get the highway back open, this place will be packed.”

The girls followed Joan’s advice, completed breakfast and got dressed for skiing. As they were getting their coats and parkas out of the closet, Sara stopped, walked over to the end table by the couch and picked up something. It was her “J J J” collar.

“You won’t need that on the slopes,” said Joan.

“It isn’t just a symbol for sex or servitude for me,” said Sara in a soft voice that seemed to be full of emotion. “The Three J’s are my masters and my protectors. This makes me feel close and protected. You guys have a lot more experience than I do. I am pretty much a Snow Bunny, and we will be going down the main hills. I’m relying on you to protect me.”

“Don’t worry, Sara Bunny,” answered Joan. “I will protect you from any big bad wolves we meet on the way. And don’t worry. The slope behind us is actually an intermediate slope, so you should be OK. The black diamond slope for the really serious skiers is on the other side of the mountain.”

Sara pressed her lips together in thought and said, “I’ll still wear my collar. It won’t show under my ski mask anyway.”

A few minutes later the four girls were putting on their skis in the back yard and preparing to head down the slope.

Joan gave some final instructions. “Now remember, all you have to do to get to the chair lifts is stay on this path until it merges into the main slopes. There isn’t really anywhere else you can go, so that will be easy.”

“When we want to come back to the cabin, we need to turn off the main slope about one-third of the way down. That is the easy turn, and there is a big blue sign that says ‘Parallel Slope.’ It’s so big because it used say something like ‘Reserved for Snowboarders and other Non- skiers’ but now they let the boarders go anywhere.”

“The hard part is the path that leads to this cabin. The sign is smaller, brown, and just has an image of a cabin and an arrow. I’ll remind you of all this again when we come back to the cabin for lunch.”

The next two hours were heavenly skiing. The powder was fresh and there was absolutely no crud on the slopes. When they rode the chairs to the top they could see no one else on the slope beneath them. In fact, they could clearly see the trail of their skis from the previous run

Joan took that as an opportunity to instruct Sara on her skiing. “You see where the lines are clear as you turn? You are carving exactly right there. But over there where everything is all mixed up you were skidding or slipping pretty badly and you shouldn’t have been at such low speed on such good snow. It’s all in how you bend your legs and where you put your body weight. I’ll show you before we start down for out next run.”

A little before noon, the girls decided it was time to go back to the cabin for lunch. “I want to try something,” said Sara. “I may never get a chance to try this again, but the slopes are empty except for us. They don’t even have attendants at the ski lifts.”

The Three J’s looked at her waiting to hear what it was that she wanted. She smiled broadly at all three of them and said, “I want to ski back to the cabin naked.”

“Go girl,” yelled Judy.

“You are absolutely crazy,” added Julie.

Joan, looking like she was thinking seriously about something, advised, “Keep the ski mask on. There might be security or safety cameras on the slopes or someone might come by with a cell phone. You don’t want to be a viral video on YouTube… or worse.”

Sara nodded and Joan continued, “Judy, you have a back pack, so you can carry her clothes. Julie, you lead. Sara and I will bring up the back. Remember it’s a big blue sign to the parallel slope, and a little brown sign to the cabin. Got it?”

Everyone nodded and they walked over to beneath the deck of the closed lodge for Sara to strip off and get ready.

“Are you really sure you want to do this?” asked Joan.

In reply, Sara slipped off her ski pants and long underwear and handed them to Judy to put in her back pack. After she was naked except for her mask, she put her boots back on and yelled excitedly, “Let’s go!” A few moments later, the four of them started off down the slope.

The combination of warm noontime sun and cold air was exhilarating for all four girls, but especially for Sara who could feel both the sun and the cold wind on her bare skin. Her nipples were tightening and extending and she could feel an especial chill between her legs as the moisture which was forming on the lips of her sex evaporated in the cold, dry air that swept past them.

Julie began carving to the right and Judy followed her. Sara could see the big “Parallel Slope” sign and kept her skis in the tracks the other two girls had made. The turn for the second sign, however, wasn’t so smooth. Julie didn’t see the cabin trail sign far enough in advance and had to turn sharply to make the turn. Judy, who was following Julie, was caught even more off guard and began skidding badly as her skis broke loose in the tight turn.

Sara didn’t have a chance. Once her skis broke loose, she didn’t have the experience to recover and didn’t know enough to ‘drop to stop,’ so she ended up straightening back out, and then, totally out of control, she went french frying straight down the slope, rapidly gaining speed. Joan, running behind her, retained control, but chose to follow Sara down the slope, calling out to her to cut and zig to slow herself down.

Sara regained control, and several very long minutes later, they were at the bottom of the slope just above the entrance to the chair lift.

“What now?” asked Sara.

“No choice,” Answered Joan. “We have to go back up on the chair lift and then ski back down to the cabin.”

Sara looked like she was about to cry.

“Good thing you kept the ski mask on.” said Joan. “There are security cameras on the chair lift. Probably nobody watching them today, but you never know… they might be recording. Or, we might run into somebody up at the lodge. In any case, as soon as we get off the lift, head back down the slope.”

Sara just nodded her head. Then she said softly, “I’m scared.”

“You’ll be alright,” assured Joan. “Your face is covered and there’s noone here to see you.”

“No, that’s not it,” cried Sara, “I don’t care if people see me naked, but if we get in trouble, you could get kicked out of school or not be able to get into the fancy schools you need for your masters and doctorate.”

“Let me worry about that,” answered Joan. “Let’s just get my naked little friend-slave back to the cabin.”

Joan helped Sara onto the lift and sat beside her. As soon as their feet left the ground she felt the cold of the seat coming through her ski pants and wished that she had taken off her jacket and let Sara use it to sit on.

Sara started to shiver.

“Are you alright?” asked Joan.

“My fire is going out,” answered Sara, “I’m getting cold.”

“If they’re recording the security and safety cams, this is going to make one hell of a video,” muttered Joan, and she took off her gloves and reached over to Sara. With one hand she stroked Sara’s breasts as her other hand slid between Sara’s legs. Sara moaned softy and seemed to relax, but her flesh felt like ice beneath Joan’s hands.

Finally they got to the top and Joan pulled Sara from the chair. Sara seemed slightly dazed as they moved over toward the slope. Joan had seen something like this before. Sara was in the very early stages of hypothermia. The cold metal of the chair had sucked too much warmth out of Sara’s body and her body temperature was getting critically low.

They started down the slope with Sara only slightly ahead of Joan. “Big sign!” yelled Joan. Sara responded by weakly nodding her head, and they turned onto the parallel slope.

Joan was worried. Sara was now wobbling slightly on her skis. Joan couldn’t risk leaving her side, but at the same time couldn’t risk not being ahead of her so Sara could follow her at the turn. Sara would never see the sign. She had to get ahead of her. But what if Sara didn’t turn behind her?

Joan was just starting to move slightly ahead when she saw them. Two orange snowmobiles parked sideways on the parallel slope. Their yellow strobe lights were flashing and two people in red snowmobile suits were standing in front them waving their arms pointing onto the trail to the cabins.

Sara nodded her head weakly and turned with Joan onto the side trail. As they approached the cabin, Joan could hear the whine of the snowmobile engines behind them.

“Get her into the hot tub,” yelled Joan as they reached the deck. The two snow rescue people grabbed Sara and easily lifted her out of her skis, out of her boots, and up the steps. One of them pulled her ski mask off and the two of them began to lower her into the tub.

Joan dropped into the tub to support her. Somehow she had shed her clothing as she climbed the steps and crossed the deck. Joan unwrapped the collar from Sara’s neck and flipped it up onto one of the deck chairs.

“How are you feeling,” asked one of the men.

“OK… ” responded Sara slowly with a slurred voice. Then the warmth of the water hit her and she seemed to perk up. She looked up at the Snow Rescue people and added, “…more than OK, fine – mighty fine,”

The young man blushed slightly to hear his own words from last night echoed back at him. Sara looked up at him again and continued, “Thank you for your help.” Then turning to Joan she said, “I think I found the limit of my fire.”

“What?” asked the young man.

Sara, now apparently almost totally back to herself, smiled at him and said, “Judy would like your name and number so she can call you when it isn’t an emergency.”

She looked over at the other man dressed in red and added, “Julie would probably like your name and number also if you’re available for the next few days.”

He answered, “We are scheduled until 5:00 this afternoon when the lifts shut down, but we’re all your’s after that. My name is Kevin.”

“And mine is Ron,” added the other.

Sara looked up at Judy and said “Judy, meet Ron.”

And then she looked over to Julie, “Julie, meet Kevin.”

Looking at Judy and Julie, she added, “I’ll use one of the downstairs bedrooms tonight so you two can screw you heads off if things work out.” Then she gave all of them a very lopsided grin.

“She is still showing some effects of hypothermia,” said Ron. “I’m in pre-med and an EMT. I’ve seen this before when someone is out on the slopes too long in really cold weather She will be OK in an hour or so, especially if she stays in the hot tub for a while, but right now it’s like she is as drunk as if she had just finished off a bottle of wine.”

“Amazing what a bottle of wine can start,” sighed Judy.

“I will also sleep downstairs tonight,” said Joan, and then as Julie began to turn bright red, she added, “to keep watch over Sara… and in case you need some privacy.”

She paused and went on in a quieter voice, “Right now, Sara and I need some privacy while she warms up in here. I don’t want to leave her alone for now, and we seem to be the only two naked people here, so it’s a bit uncomfortable with all of you standing around up there.”

“Not for me,” chirped Sara. I could be naked in front of anyone, anytime. Remember?”

“That’s the hypothermia talking, ” said Ron.

“Don’t bet on it,” laughed Julie, as she grabbed onto Kevin’s arm and said to him, “Before you go back to work, I do want your phone number.” With that, she pulled him into the cabin. Judy and Ron followed and left Sara and Joan alone in the hot tub.

As they left, Joan called after them, “I want that number also. I have a special favor to ask of you two for later.”

After they had gone inside and closed the patio doors, Sara stood up and looked into Joan’s eyes. “I’m fine,” she said. “And this isn’t the hypothermia or the wine or anything else talking. If you hadn’t relit my fire on the chair lift, I wouldn’t have made it. Let me return the favor and maybe get both of us totally warmed back up. We could even do a ‘Hottie,’”

“What’s a Hottie,” asked Joan.

“A quickie in a hot tub,” answered Sara as her mouth closed over Joan’s.

Joan heard a light rumbling noise and looked up to see the blinds being drawn across the patio doors that opened onto the deck. She pushed down with her arms so that she raised out of the hot tub and sat on the deck. As she did so, Sara’s mouth trailed down her body. She lay back and let Sara light the fire between her legs. Sara stroked her thighs and ran her hands down the inside and outsides of her legs as she licked and nibbled on her labia and sucked lightly on her throbbing clit.

Both were back in the hot tub about fifteen minutes later when Ron, Judy, Kevin and Julie came back out onto the deck.

“We have to get back on duty,” said Ron, but we will definitely see you tonight.”

“Oh, you will!” answered Joan. Judy and Julie looked over at her as she added, “Trust me, you will DEFINITELY see us tonight.”

A few moments later the two snowmobiles whined out of the yard and Julie said, “Are you two going to stay in the hot tub all day or are we going to eat lunch and get back out on the slopes. They are shutting down the lifts early so we only have a couple more hours.”

“I’ve already eaten,” answered Sara with a giggle, “but I probably should get some food, too. She and Joan dissolved in laughter as Judy and Julie turned to go back into the cabin.

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An hour later they were back on the slopes. Sara’s skill improved dramatically with each run, and by late afternoon, she was even doing “mogul jumps” over small hills on the slope. Around 4:30 Joan announced, “This is our last downhill run for today. With the lodge closed, they are shutting everything down at five o’clock.”

The Three J’s and an S raced each other down the slope. When they got to the bottom, Joan said, “When we get back to the top, let’s meet over by the lodge deck. There’s something I have to show you.”

Julie and Judy looked at her with questions apparent on their faces. Sara, who rarely questioned anything The Three J’s were doing, just walked over to the lift and waited for Joan to join her for the ride up.

When they got to the top, the three of them followed Joan over to the deck. “What do you want to show us,” asked Julie.

“Wait ’til the lifts shut off,” she responded.

A few moments later, the whir and clank of the chair lift slowly ground to a halt.

“So what is it?” asked Judy.

“This,” answered Joan, as she pulled her suitcase out from under the deck. “I had Ron and Kevin bring it up here. They will take it back down to the cabin for us when the get off duty… which is now.”

“What’s that for?” asked Judy and Julie together.

“Your clothes,” answered Joan. “Or more accurately, our clothes. We failed Sara this morning when she was depending on us, and this is our way of making it up to her. If you enjoy it, consider it a chance to participate in her pleasure. If you don’t like it, consider it a punishment for letting her down, but you are going down that slope like she did this morning – wearing nothing but your boots and ski mask.”

“Oh well,” answered Julie with a shrug. “It’s like Sara said, we may never get this chance again. Who knows, I might like it.”

“You’ll NEVER like it as much as Sara,” added Judy. “But it’s hard to pass up the opportunity to do something this crazy.”

Soon all four girls were packing their ski pants, parkas, and underwear into the suitcase.

Julie looked down the slope and said, “We’d better be sure we don’t miss the turn this time. With no chair lift, we would have to herring bone our way back up to the turn, and that would be a LOT of work.”

“Don’t worry about it,” answered Joan. “I’ve taken care of that.”

Sara yelped, “Let’s go!” and all four started down the slope.

The sun was low in the sky so there was no warmth on their bodies as they sped downhill. Their nipples puckered in the cold air. But Sara was not the only one who felt the extra coolness of moisture evaporating off the lips of her sex.

They carved left together onto the parallel slope and soon Julie and Judy were straining to catch sight of the small brown sign which marked the turn onto the secondary trail. Joan signaled Sara to slow down slightly and let the others get ahead of them. She wondered why until she saw the flashing yellow strobe lights up ahead. Ron was standing in the middle of the slope waving them into the trail. Kevin was standing along side him holding a digital video camera.

“Whoooaaahh!” screamed Sara and she raised her arms high holding her ski poles almost over her head as she and Joan passed the camera. As they zoomed down the trail, they could hear the snowmobiles revving up behind them. Soon the flashing strobes passed them and headed toward the cabin. When they arrived, the snowmobiles were parked in the yard and Kevin was standing on the top of the steps to the deck with the video camera.

“Put your skis in the racks,” yelled Joan, and Judy and Julie scurried to get their skis put away so they could hurry up the steps onto the deck. Joan put her skis on the rack and walked calmly up the stairs. Sara racked her skis, took off her boots and threw them up onto the deck. Then she walked barefoot and bare assed out in the snow to retrieve a couple of bottles of wine from the case on the picnic table.

She held them up for the camera and danced around Rocky style with them above her head for a few moments. Then she pressed one to each of her breasts and walked with an exaggerated swinging of her hips over to the deck and up the steps. As soon as she had passed Kevin, Ron yelled, “Cut.” and Kevin lowered his camera.

Julie and Judy had run into their bedrooms and returned wearing their short robes. Evidently, they left the boots and ski masks in the bedrooms. Joan put her boots and ski mask on one of the tables on the deck and lowered herself into the hot tub. Sara picked up Joan’s boots and mask and carried them into the house. When she returned, she was wearing nothing but her collar and was carrying a tray with five full wine glasses on it.

“Why don’t you all relax out here on the deck, and I will fix us something for supper,” she said as she set down the tray. She then picked up one of the glasses and went back into the kitchen.

“I think we are a little over dressed,” said Ron as he began to unzip his red snowmobile suit. Beneath the suit he was wearing a light gray track suit. Kevin had a similar track suit in light blue.

After he and Kevin had removed their suits, Sara reappeared beside them and held out her arms. “I’ll put those in the living room closet,” she said. “The boots will be on a rug just inside the patio doors. Dinner will be ready in a little while. In the meantime, if you need more wine, let me know.”

Ron and Kevin sat down in the deck chairs and picked up one of the glasses of wine. Judy sat next to Ron and Julie sat next to Kevin.

“What are you going to do with your video,” asked Julie.

“My camera, my video!” yelled Joan from the hot tub. “I will make sure that no faces or identifiers are on it and then it is getting posted through a techno-geek I know who has accounts everywhere. Nobody will know who it is except Ron, Kevin, The Three J’s and Sara. Within hours, we will be the unknown ski streakers on hundreds of websites. Who knows, it might truly go viral and we will be anonymously famous.”

“You can’t be both,” said Judy as she drained her glass.

Ron said, “We’d better save some of that wine for after dinner.”

She pointed out at the box barely visible in the snow, laughed and answered, “There’s another case under that one. If we need more wine, we will just send Sara back out to get some.”

“Is she your servant? I thought she was your friend.” asked Kevin.

“It’s kind of complicated,” answered Joan. “Sara is definitely our friend, but sometimes she is our friend-friend, and sometimes she is our servant-friend and sometimes she is our slave-friend and lately sometimes she is our slut-slave-friend.”

“And I think for Joan,” added Julie, “she is also lately becoming a love-slave-friend.”

“Like I said,” responded Joan, “It’s kind of complicated.”

“Are you two lovers?” asked Kevin, pointing to Julie and Judy. The disappointment was obvious in his voice and on his face.

“They are omnivores who lean heavily toward men,” answered Joan.

“Very heavily,” added Julie. Then looking directly in Kevin’s deep brown eyes, “Especially hunks who are planning to become doctors.”

“I, on the other hand,” explained Joan, “am an alpha omnivore who leans a little bit toward my own gender.” She paused and continued, “Lately a LOT toward my own gender.”

“Dinner’s ready!” came the call from inside.

Rod and Judy, Kevin and Julie got up to go inside. Sara came out onto the deck carrying a towel and Joan’s robe. She was still naked except for her collar. A few moments later Joan and Sara joined the others in the kitchen.

“If it makes any of you uncomfortable, I will put on a robe, but as you may have figured out by now, being naked in public turns me on almost as much as being a good servant for The Three J’s.”

“Fine by me,” answered Ron.

“I’m good with it,” added Kevin.

“I’ll get naked for you later,” whispered Julie to Kevin. But since everyone else had stopped talking at that point, her whisper could be heard by everyone.

“Ditto,” said Judy to Ron.

Both Ron and Kevin looked slightly flustered. Sara spoke up, “The Three J’s are very powerful women who say what they want and want exactly what they say they want. You two look like you can handle it or they wouldn’t have invited you. Besides, they only need one submissive servant, and that’s me.”

Pointing to her collar she explained, “Three J’s and an S. I’m the S. That’s Sara, Servant, Slave, Slut, Sister, or whatever they and I want it to be. Sometimes its even ‘Spokeswoman’ because I have absolutely no shame and can say anything to anybody – whether I am dressed, naked, or somewhere in between.”

“I think the somewhere in between is what the rest of us are looking for,” said Joan. “Ron and Kevin, I will get you guys some robes.”

“From where?” asked Julie?

“In case you hadn’t noticed, there are three drawers in the wall between the closets in each bedroom. There are six people who own this cabin and time share it. The drawers are to store stuff while you are not here.”

“Although each of the drawers is supposed to belong to one of the owners, The stuff in the upstairs drawers is basically available to anyone. There are sheets, towels, robes, pajamas and nightshirts was well as some shampoo and stuff like that. The agreement is that if you use someone else’s stuff, you clean it and put it back or you replace it if it is something that gets used up.”

“NOW you tell me about the pajamas,” said Judy, over acting as though she were deeply hurt.

A few moments later Joan returned carrying two tartan-patterned flannel robes and handed them to Ron and Kevin. “After supper, you can change in the bathroom or one of the bedrooms, and then join us out on the deck. I put a few items from the ‘Cougar Cache’ in the pockets in case you need them tonight.”

“What’s the Cougar Cache” asked Ron.

“Mom’s two younger sisters have a sixth of the cabin. They never married. They’re both college professors out east. They do NOT come here to ski. Their main interest is the skiing instructors and college students. They always say, ‘The law doesn’t say we can’t fuck students. It just says we can’t fuck OUR students.”

“Mandy and Sandy?” asked Kevin.

“You’ve met them?”

“No, but I was warned about them. I was told they were pretty foxy for older women, but that they could probably wear out a jack hammer in a week.”

“I don’t know about that,” answered Joan, “but they always come prepared with several boxes of condoms in various types and flavors, and what they don’t use, they throw into their drawer. There must be about a case and a half of condoms accumulated in there. Mom always complained that they should keep them locked up in the basement like the Jurgensen’s do their toys, but they never did.”

“The Jurgensen’s toys?” asked Judy.

“A whole different story – different owners,” answered Joan. “When we were little, Mandy and Sandy got into the drawers in the downstairs bedrooms and when mom came downstairs there were whips and chains and cuffs and dildoes and about everything else you could imagine scattered all across the floor. Mom called Mr Jurgensen to yell at him, but he said he didn’t care if the girls – or anyone else – played with their toys. It was all dishwasher safe anyway and could be cleaned up after use.”

“Next time we came out here, there was a lock on the drawer, but after that, the first day we were here, Mom always ran the dishwasher empty a few times with bleach in it. I think Mandy and Sandy still borrow the toys once in a while to use on their boy toys or on each other. The key to the lock hangs under the deck.”

“Food first. Fun and games later,” interrupted Sara. “Have a seat at the table, I’m going out to get another bottle of wine.”

As Sara walked out into the snow, The Three J’s, Ron and Kevin seated themselves around the kitchen table.

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END OF DAY THREE, Part 1
Part 2, The Evenings Activities, will follow soon.

The saga of “The Three J’s and an S” WILL continue.
They will be at the cabin for several more days,
and they have another year and a half of college.
A lot can happen in 10 days and even more in 18 months.
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This is more of a continuation of the last chapter so it’s not getting it’s own chapter number. Though I’ll also be posting future chapters in a similar fashion when the characters don’t have any ties other than existing in the same universe.

The Honeymoon

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Author’s note to readers. Nothing about this story is meant to portray any of the characters as under eighteen years of age. Also this story features themes of rape, slavery, bestiality, and incest. It is intended as fantasy and nothing else. If you do not like such stories or are one of those individuals that can’t distinguish the difference between fantasy and reality STOP reading now. Also don’t fill up the comments section with posts about how sick the individuals in the story are or about the people who read or write this style of story. This is meant for those looking to take some enjoyment out this tale and not for those looking to recreate the circumstances of the story. For those that fall into the first category please enjoy yourselves

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Normally I would go through the name changes of the characters but since this chapter mostly focuses on Sapphire and her cousin Pleasure Maid 3382- B2 now Breeding Bitch 3382-B2 so I’ll go ahead and skip the others this time.

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The Honeymoon

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Sapphire was experiencing probably the most humiliating moment of her life. Sure she had previously thought being publicly raped by the dog following her wedding ceremony then again during the reception had been the worse. Yet they had barely been on the plane before even that had been surpassed by a worse humiliation. That was the dog first making her suck his cock. Before he humiliated again by growing at her until she thanked him for the privilege of not only sucking his cock but for allowing her to swallow his cum. Five more times during the flight the scene would be repeated and every time once his semen had been swallowed she had to say the same thing as she knelt on the floor at his feet.

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“Thank you Master Cesar for allowing your worthless slave bitch the privilege of pleasuring you with her mouth. Your human slave only exists to provide you pleasure.”

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Now the first couple of times she sobbed so hard throughout the statement it was unintelligible but the sight of the dog’s teeth as he growled in displeasure had her saying it properly. Part of Sapphire wished she was being treated like her cousin was by her canine master. Though based on what Pleasure Maid 3382-B2 told her that wouldn’t happen until she had been truly broken by the dog.

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So until then she would be chained together with the dog and forced to follow behind him wherever he went. Then there was the fact she wasn’t allowed to change out of her clothing. Granted she was allowed wash it and herself still but the outfit was to immediately go back on afterwards. Now based on the state the outfit was in at the moment Sapphire knew it would be nothing but tatters by the time she was a properly broken bitch.

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For instance her stockings already had several runs in them and black stains forming around the knees. Now the corset was already looking a little worse for wear with the lace having numerous rips in it from the dog’s claws. The gloves had fared the best with only some cum stains mixing with the drool stains around her neck and shoulders made during her rapes following the ceremony. Though the fact her arms would remain secured behind her back for the duration of the ordeal was the only reason for this. Even so she suspected they would end up suffering the fate of the rest of the outfit before the ordeal was over with.

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Now as bad as things were for Sapphire she still was worried about her cousin. Once they were in the air for a while she had been stripped and put in a new outfit. This was the same outfits Kennel Bitches’ wore and all of the accompanying humiliations and rules went along with it. Including the changing of her classification from Pleasure Maid to that of a Breeding Bitch. Now there was one mercy shown to her and that was to wait until they were airborne until it was done to her.

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Technically since Sapphire’s breeding had started at the wedding so should of Pleasure Maid 3382-B2’s. So she should’ve had the outfit and rules infected on her then. However Master Sanders had delayed the start of her breeding until they were airborne so she could advise Sapphire on what was expected from her. Now this technically did require much time to explain but it was the only time they could be themselves with out the dogs growling at them menacingly so they took as much time as possible.

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Sapphire would have to be kneeling in front of Master Cesar at all times. With the exceptions of when she was following behind the dog while they went anywhere. Or when Master Sanders was performing her two daily breedings and of course when Master Cesar was having his own way with her body. Otherwise the only other times she was to be out of the kneeling position was morning cleanup and as she slept curled up on the floor next to Master Cesar’s dog bed. Though the final time she was allowed out of position was the worst.

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It had been a while since Sapphire had to eat from a dog bowl. Let alone having to eat the dog food they tried to pass as slave food from one. But to now have to do it alongside the dog that had complete control of her body was the most degrading thing she had suffered during her lifetime. Though she would find even this degradation was soon surpassed.

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For the first time they went to eat neither Master Cesar or Master Lighting eat from bowls on the ground like normal dogs. Instead their bowls were on tables they eat from while sitting in chairs almost like they were a person. Meanwhile the two cousins had to kneel on the floor beneath the table and that wasn’t even the worst part. See before the dogs would eat or let their human slaves to eat themselves Sapphire and Breeding Bitch 3382-B2 had to suck their cocks. Now as humiliating as it sounds it was made way worse by the fact Master Sanders went out to eat during the entirety of the honeymoon.

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The other masters and mistresses seamed to take great satisfaction out of their humiliation. At the same time the cousins initially garnered sympathetic looks from the other slaves. Yet this soon turned into angry glares when these slaves’ owners started talking about trying the training method being used on the cousins on their own slaves. Sapphire completely understood this since she had acted similarly herself to Jade back when she inspired this.

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Granted Sapphire’s view on what Jade did was ever changing depending on how she felt at the moment. For example the first time Master Cesar raped her at the wedding Sapphire wished Jade dead. This sentiment would then return during the rape at the reception. Yet as the crowd gang raped Jade Sapphire anger had disappeared and she felt sympathy for the asian sex slave. Granted she knew Jade was in heaven as all of those men took turns with her helpless body despite the convincing act that she was suffering horribly.

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Naturally those feelings of anger returned every time Master Cesar’s cock was in Sapphire’s mouth on the plane. Just as when he raped her in the lobby while they were being checked in. Though as much as Sapphire would have wanted to stay angry at Jade she just couldn’t. In truth her anger began to focus more on herself for not being as good of a slave as Jade. After all Jade was a first generation slave and not a third generation slave like Sapphire and her cousin so they should’ve been setting the standards of obedience instead of the other way around. Still it would be a while before this realization would happen and a lot would happen to Sapphire before then.

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So it would probably be best to explain that part before I get to far along in the story. I’ll start with telling about where the honeymoon took place. It was on a private island owned my a member of the organization. While close enough to civilization the make the logistics of running it possible. It still was far enough away that it maintained the necessary secrecy. This wasn’t just because of the tastes of the guests. The owner also operated a slave training and processing facility out of it too. While this man wasn’t exactly a friend of Master Sanders he wasn’t an enemy either.

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This man had created an exclusive resort on the island where masters and mistresses could openly dominate their slaves. Naturally it wasn’t that popular of a place to the slaves since they were the ones being humiliated and tortured not only openly but in mass at times. That also didn’t include their feelings about the public sexual use of their orifices.

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This place still had one thing that gave a little relief to the slaves and allowed them to have somewhat of a vacation like their owners. That was the majority of the staff was sex slaves that could be used by the guests. This did afford many of the visiting slaves a respite from their owners normal affections.

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Now resort consisted of a large multi story hotel, several restaurants, and numerous beachside bungalows. With all of the rooms of which contained not only the expected comforts and amenities one would expect from a normal resort of this class. Yet they also included the addition of the necessities required since the guests owned other humans as their personal sexual playthings. So besides the silk sheets and fine leather furniture there were the whips and chains along with assorted other means of tormenting the whimpering women brought there by their owners.

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Now Master Sanders had gotten the honeymoon suite in the hotel. It was on the top floor with a balcony overlooking the pool. It was technically two rooms one a comfortable living area slash dinning area. Then there was the bedroom with a large comfortable bed. Not that either Sapphire or Breeding Bitch 3382-B2 were initially allowed on it. They instead slept on the floor next to the two dog beds at the foot of the bed. Still they got to experience a little of the comfort offered even if it was only the soft expensive carpeting.

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Even sleeping on the floor they found this a better option then the alternative slave accommodations provided with the room. For even the means for securing slaves had been provided to the guests. From basic ropes and chains to a pillory in a corner of the room. The suite provided several other options actually incorporated either into the room itself or the furniture.

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There was a cramped cell built into the back of the closet but even this was better than the other alternatives offered. There was the small cages incorporated into the nightstands on each side of the bed. Or probably the worst the cages that hung over the edge of the balconies of all the rooms and to Sapphire’s horror several of which were currently occupied when she first looked out the window.

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Now to Sapphire’s surprise the rooms also had video cameras installed along with a vary fancy computer within one of the fancy cabinets flanking the large flat screen television on the wall above the dog beds. The other cabinet she quickly learned contained both bondage devices and instruments of torture. Of course she learned this after Master Sanders tried out a cane and several floggers on them.

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Now once she had been through the torture session Sapphire was freed from Master Cesar so she could wash herself and Breeding Bitch 3382-A. The shower was at least partially refreshing though once they were clean she spent most of the time left scrubbing their clothing clean in the bathroom sink. Then while it dried she had to fix both of their hair and makeup. Now her own wasn’t that bad but get that stupid dog nose and spot drawn over her cousin’s nose and eye was a pain in the ass.

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Though once they were finished redressing in their clean albeit damp clothing they were allowed to see the view from the balcony. Now once they were lead on to the balcony their immediate concern was the cages hang off the side of the hotel. But they would have to wait until midway through their stay until they got to experience that. With an worried look in their eyes they instead looked over the courtyard of the hotel.

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The centerpiece was the large swimming pool that almost looked like a tropical lagoon complete with a large stone waterfall. Surrounding it were tall palm trees with various other tropical plants spaced throughout the courtyard. Then of course there were the tables and chairs spread throughout the courtyard for guests to relax alongside the pool.

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Though based on what she saw they were more interested in either being serviced by or tormenting their slaves then relaxing. She could see a couple of slaves tied to trees being whipped. While several others pleasured their owners. Yet a few of the slaves seamed to be allowed some rest. Sapphire could see them either sunbathing or swimming nude with their owners in the pool.

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Now any relaxation those slaves were having came to a sudden end as Master Sanders’s true reasoning for them being on that balcony became known. It began when he bent Sapphire over the railing. Once she was positioned the way he wanted her proceeded to start her first breeding session at this place. He would then proceed to violently fuck her from behind where everyone could see.

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Now by the time he had cum almost all of the people below were also fucking their slaves. Sapphire then was made to stay in that position for around thirty minutes. Of course Breeding Bitch 3382-B2 got her own breeding session shortly after Sapphire’s but by that time the orgy below was in full swing. These breeding sessions would then become part of both cousins morning routine.

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Unfortunately once the session was over Sapphire’s collar was once again chained to Master Cesar’s just in time for him to start his own breeding session. While they were being fucked by the dogs Master Sanders would then dress himself. Though he tended just to were a pair of shorts if he just didn’t go out in the nude. He did wear more clothing when they went out to eat since the restaurants required the masters to wear suits and the mistresses to wear fancy dresses and gowns.

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Now them going out usually happened shortly after the cousins were freed from the dogs’ knots and had sucked their cocks clean. They would then spend the day sitting on the beach or relaxing around the pool. They also would sample the resort’s slaves from time to time. While Master Sanders was content to confine his sexual energy on the cousins he still loved watching them pleasuring other slaves and each other.

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This is where Sapphire got another unpleasant experience but surprisingly it didn’t involve her being raped, tortured, or humiliated in anyway. Instead it was a reunion with another slave she’d been happy to had never seen again. Strangely enough this slave had actually once been considered Sapphire’s best friend. Yet that friendship had ended shortly after they first had collars put around their necks.

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At that time they had been Stephanie and Jamie two girls that grew up in a private boarding school together. Neither of them really socialized with the other girls with a few exceptions. Yet once they reached adulthood and the truth of their existence was known to them the friendship ended as suddenly as both of their hopes and dreams for the future.

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Apparently it had been due to the fact that Jamie and three other slaves were to be sold as virgins. Since they were the only ones not being repeatedly violated as part of their training it created an animosity between the virgins and the other girls being constantly raped. First there was just snide comments or dirty looks shot at them but this divide began to intensify. Until finally Stephanie convinced the others to rape the virgins in the shower one day. Now they couldn’t get at their hymens like they wanted due to the chastity belts they were forced to wear. Yet the virgins were still forced to eat out the others then being made to drink their piss before the scat play was thrown into the violation.

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This incident not only was a betrayal for them all but it also destroyed the last remnants of the person Jamie was before. In her place was just number 3382-C3 the terrified Pleasure Slave waiting timidly to be sold. This persona that had taken hold of her combined with her virginity had then attracted the wrong sort of attention when she was auctioned off. As she was sold off as a pain slave number 3382-C3 was now the property of an aging mistress that delighted in hearing her screams. While the bitch couldn’t swing a whip that hard number 3382-C3 soon learned to fear the cattle prod among few other instruments of torture.

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If it hadn’t been for that sadistic bitch that owned her suddenly dying in her sleep and number 3382-C3 then being sold to Master Sanders then her life would’ve been way worse. It then took so much more effort for Master Sanders to turn her from skittish number 3382-C3 into Sapphire. Only now that she’s undergoing a new training regiment intended to make her a better slave for her master and husband in comes Stephanie at the worst moment of her life. Sapphire could only wonder what Stephanie would do to screw her over this time.

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She was a slave of this very attractive blonde mistress that seamed a little soft on not only Stephanie but other slaves. It was the way she kept looking away while other slaves were whipped or when the dogs were fucking the cousins that told Sapphire this woman didn’t like watching slaves being subjected to the more extreme torments and possibly them being inflicted on slaves at all. In fact this woman seamed more of a submissive hiding in the clothing of a dominatrix to Sapphire. Especially since this woman had been soft enough to allow Stephanie to keep her name made Sapphire wonder which one was really holding the leash and which one was actually wearing it when they were alone.

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This observation about this mistress was also noticed by Master Sanders. He had saw how this woman had kept timidly looking away from the suffering of the slaves. But he had also noticed how she was rubbing her legs together at the same time she would look away. He could tell by that reaction and the subtle scent her pussy was giving off she was aroused by what she was seeing. Yet he also saw an guilty look briefly wash over her face before she would look away and recognized the signs.

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He was also curious about the fact she was wearing so much clothing when everyone else was basically walking around naked. From the bikini bottom she modestly had covered by the sarong. Then the white blouse she wore over her top. Even though front of the blouse was completely open she didn’t have much of her flesh on display. Her dressing that conservatively made him wonder about her reasons for being at the resort. She did seam like she was trying to relax as she tried to read the book she held. Yet even with her naked slave kneeling somewhat obediently next to her she seamed out of place there.

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He began making plans to contact several associates as he stood up from his seat. Taking the dogs’ leashes in hand he decided head back to the room. The dogs needed rest and he had to make a few calls. First he needed answers from Sapphire on who that slave was and why seeing her made Sapphire so angry.

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A few days later after several phone calls, a few bribes, and several other shady deeds Master Sanders had some of the answers he wanted. He knew who the slave was, her connection to Sapphire, who the mistress was, and even why she was at the resort. He was even able to figure out her patterns somewhat. The only thing he hadn’t been able to take care of was confirming either of his four possible theories about her yet.

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The most likely theory was she was one of those mistresses that don’t care for the suffering and humiliation of slaves but still got enjoyment out of them providing her pleasure. Two do to her attractive face and body she didn’t like drawing attention to herself out of the logical assumption someone would try to enslave her. The third most likely theory was maybe she was actually a sub passing herself off as a dom for the additional protections from enslavement the position provided. The final theory was he just was reading something in to the situation that wasn’t actually there because he saw her more as a potential slave than a worthy mistress. After all maybe she was actually a cruel saddest but preferred not to show that side to others including other members of the organization.

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Now since this Mistress Samantha Cole didn’t ever attend any organizational functions there wasn’t anyone who knew anything about her fetishes or other tastes. In fact the only thing any of his contacts could figure out was she kept to herself and was never seen as more than a partial member of the organization. She only owned one slave a number 2859-A2C one of the few forth generational slaves classified as a Pleasure Slave/Personal Assistant.

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Now why this Mistress Cole suddenly decided to show up to an organizational resort to attend a slave auction only she knew. Since she had gotten by with only one slave for two years without making any attempt at acquiring any more. The easiest thing he found out was not long after their paths crossed she started asking her own questions about him. Apparently she wasn’t the only one that had made an impression on the other one. Though her interest in him mostly involved Sapphire’s enslavement to the dog more than any interest in him personally. He decided it was time to see how this Mistress Cole responded to a little dinner theater.

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Getting the restaurant to go along with his plans wasn’t that hard a little expensive but not hard. Now getting them to go along with the performance was actually the easiest aspect but they still wanted compensation for the strain it would put on the wait staff slaves. He even had a special package shipped in just for tonight. Now Sapphire wasn’t quite ready but the signs were looking promising to him.

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Master Sanders Stood at the back of the room in the shadows silently watching the other diners taking their seats He had to suppress the grin that he felt come across his face as he watched Mistress Cole getting directed to her table. He could tell she was uneasy with the crowd that was building but he wondered how she would react once things got set in motion.

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He had to admit she was probably the best looking woman in the room not wearing a collar. Not that the other mistresses were ugly but Mistress Cole was just so beautiful there was no comparison. With her hair up like that and that form fitting black dress she had on she looked simply amazing. It showed the perfect amount of cleavage on her fantastic breasts and the slits in the sides showed off her fine sculpted legs encased in black stockings.

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He couldn’t help it by wondering how many other masters and mistresses had looked at her and thought about how she would look cowering in their dungeons. His rough guess would’ve been all of them but that was the only certainty of what he was doing. Granted putting a collar on her was possibility at that time he was only doing this to gain a better understanding of her tastes. He had to put these thoughts aside for now as he decided to put the next part of his plan in motion.

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Slipping out a back door then quickly moving around to the entrance wasn’t that difficult. The bellhop was waiting just as he had instructed fearfully holding Cesar’s leash. He could see that the slave was keeping a safe distance from the dog sitting proudly behind an extremely nervous Sapphire. Her nervousness was to be expected she knew that he was expecting a lot from her that evening and didn’t want to fail him.

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Granted Sapphire was most definitely not in the best shape. The last few days she been continuously raped by Master Cesar and a few times by Master Lighting with little rest in between rapes. To be truthful she was on the verge of collapse both mentally and physically. If the look of exhaustion on her face didn’t give this away her outfit did.

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Her corset had been ripped to shreds leaving not only a lot of skin visible but also her belly button piercing and her identification tag. Just had her stockings and her sleeves been reduced to a similar state. Even the gloves had chunks of fabric missing along with several fingers. Her hair was disheveled and her mascara was already running down her cheeks the way she was crying. Taking ahold of the leash he got Cesar and his bitch moving towards the restaurant’s entrance.

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Once inside he handed the leash to a waiting staffer that took the two out of sight. While at the same time he was shown to a table right by Mistress Cole’s table insuring they were practically sitting next to one another. Strangely enough they had never actually talked until this point but she seamed completely unaware there was an ulterior motive for their proximity.

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She seamed a little leery when he introduced himself but that could just be unease with a stranger approaching her. She did have a pleasant personality unlike many of the other mistresses who were die hard dikes that had very little to do with males. He also saw the same laxness in the discipline of her slave kneeling at her feet Sapphire had noticed earlier.

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Based on what he had learned about this slave being to careless around her could get Mistress Cole into trouble eventually. While he wasn’t against her falling in to that trap Master Sanders also wasn’t fond of the idea of someone else getting their hands on her. If this mistress did end up on the wrong end of a leash he wanted to be the one holding it.

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Even with her leeriness about his presence he was soon sitting across from her at her table. He even got her to share a bottle of wine with him as they ate dinner together. They talked mostly about business unrelated to the training and use of sex slaves in an attempt to temporarily avoid the elephant in the room. Though as the manager of the restaurant approached the table this soon was going to become impossible.

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The manager’s presence was the moment his plans hit the point of no return. While he hadn’t broached the subject of training slaves nonetheless he still wanted to see her reaction so he gave the go ahead. Now as the manager left Mistress Cole was eyeing him and Master Sanders with a suspicious look on her face.

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He figured she knew of the other mistresses he’d managed to enslave since the incidents had unfortunately made him a minor celebrity within the organization. While the enslavement of Janet Watson, her daughters plus the two members of her board, and their daughters, along with the two personal assistants were his most recent conquests he had also been responsible for several others. He was the one they discovered what current Kennel Bitch and former Mistress Melissa Hardman was up to then exposed it. He even had had set up her enslavement to happen at that auction where he first sampled the Sisters.

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The one he was best respected for and the most proud of was a Mistress Mei Yomagato. Of a Japanese and Filipino pedigree that bitch had been one of those sadistic diehard lesbian dikes that was disliked or hated even by other mistresses. Besides the satisfaction of taking her down he ended up with his favorite brothel because of her.

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Granted the Kennel Club wasn’t her brothel but instead it was her home and workplace as an organizational slave trapper. Yet the property was ideal for the purpose thanks to her modifications for processing and training freshly captured slaves. He just needed to modify the upstairs to fit fantasy fulfillment requirements. She even provided the leverage necessary to keep unwanted people from looking to close at the operation. He even came up with a use for the theater she use to to auction off her product from.

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Now this accomplishment wasn’t really known until after the incident with Janet Watson. He had managed to keep his involvement secret until then. Unfortunately to take down Watson he had to make his ownership of the brothel known plus he wanted to be there to see the look on her face when it happened.

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Yet as an unintentional side affect he was now getting a suspicious look from another potential target. He could see the way Mistress Cole was now keeping a close watch on not only him but everyone else in the restaurant especially the exits. Deciding the time had come to acknowledge the elephant in the room he went ahead and told her to go ahead and ask him the question she needed answered.

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“Are you trying to spring a trap to enslave me Master Sanders? Because I can tell you right now it’s not going to work. While I don’t travel the normal circles within the organization for this vary reason I have taken precautions before coming here.”

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Master Sanders could tell by her tone of voice when she said the part about taking precautions she was bluffing but he decided to gage her reaction to the prospect of becoming his slave but at the same time try and distract her some when he answered.

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“While I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t out to get a collar around your throat. What that conversation was about was part of my Slave Wife’s training. Any plans I have for having my way with your helpless body before giving you to my dogs and finally putting you in my brothel will involve more than a whispered conversation with a restaurant manager.”

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While he mentioned what he wanted to do with her he was pleasantly surprised by her reaction. She was definitely a closeted submissive but she was also now more leery of him than ever before now she knew for certain he wanted her for a slave. She was now giving the exits the majority of her attention now. Yet she was also showing a bit of embarrassment because she correctly guessed what the knowing look he gave her was about. Her secret was out to someone that wasn’t hiding his intentions of making her his slave. Still since he wasn’t trying anything to block her making an escape if necessary along with the fact he wasn’t actually trying to hide his intentions she decided to find out more about his plans for her.

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“ So what are your plans to make me your slave? Is it to have someone waiting outside to grab me if I bolt from the restaurant? Or do you have someone waiting around or in my bungalow to grab me?”

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His laugh was more about her lack of imagination and naivety then her bluntness. If she seriously thought that was what it was going take to enslave her was simple snatch and grab then it was a major miracle this woman wasn’t already wearing a collar. It also told him he definitely needed to act to keep someone else from getting their hands on her. It was now certain this woman’s freedom was on borrowed time and he definitely needed to step up his game as he responded.

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“While I’ll admit I’m not above the opportunist tactics used to trap girls from sororities. An grade A piece of ass like yourself would require more work then chloroform in a dark alley or someone hiding in your closet. No when your on your knees sucking my cock it will because you were soundly defeated in a contest of intellects. More over you will know not only how you ended up servicing your superior but also how inferior your attempts to avoid enslavement actually were. That way you will always know your proper place is kneeling at the feet of others at the end of a leash. But before that I would suggest you watch my wife’s little performance so you can see how a proper slave acts.”

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Mistress Cole was seriously worried now she knew her bluff had been unsuccessful. More over the talk of her kneeling at the feet of others while on a leash was turning her on. Even as she was trying to figure out what he was implying by the contest of intellects comment she could feel her pussy dampen. It also didn’t help that a sexy as hell naked asian sex slave suddenly walked on the dining floor of the restaurant. While she hadn’t seen this slave before she did recognize the other slave being dragged behind the dog the asian slave was leading by a leash.

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Mistress Cole cursed herself for taking the risk of coming to this resort being a submissive. For years she had successfully hidden this aspect of her life. First from her grandmother the first Mistress Cole. Her grandmother had cruel streak towards anyone who shamed her including her own children. Her grandmother had actually sold all of her daughters into slavery with the exception of Samantha’s. Though once Samantha had been born her mother joined her siblings. Then from the organization who she joined for the sole purpose of avoiding forced enslavement. About the only one that knew was her slave who had been a gift from her mother before she died two years ago.

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While she hadn’t wanted to own a slave she accepted Stephanie more than anything to keep up appearances. But even though she hadn’t planned on it she was grateful to have her. Stephanie was able to give her the domination she required without the risk of enslavement. Only now this man with a history of out witting mistresses and making them slaves was not only after her but she was certain also knew her secret. Every time she reacted to one of his references to her performing submissive sex acts he gave her the same knowing smile.

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Giving the exits another look she contemplated making a run for it even as the asian slave seamed to reach her own destination on the stage set up for entertaining the diners. Mistress Cole realized that running away would only work into his hands decided to hold her position. From what this man had said his plans was something more intricate then drugging her or kidnapping. Taking a sip of wine to try and calm herself she instead focused her attention on both the immediate threat of this man and this show he was having put on as an obvious distraction.

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The asian slave lead the dog to the center of the stage and released the leash. The dog seamed to move off and start maneuvering the other slave that had been forced to follow behind them. First he did it by dragging her behind him by the length of chain connecting both of their collars but once he had moved as far as he could that way he used a different method of positioning her. He moved behind her and seamed to be ordering her with a series of menacing barks and growls. Then once he has the slave where he wanted her the dog barks at her to get her to face the audience before giving her a quick nip to the ass that makes her drop to her knees.

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Only once she was kneeling right in front of their table did the dog sit down right behind the slave. With her attention split between the slave on stage and the man watching her intently Mistress Cole barely noticed the gasp of surprise followed by Stephanie saying “OH MY GOD!”. Looking down at her only confident she is shocked by the look on her face as Stephanie looked up at the terrified slave on stage. There is no denying that the suspicions Stephanie had that she knew this man’s wife were correct and that she now recognized who this pour woman was. Unfortunately this was when Master Sanders decided to make not only his intentions for Stephanie known but the fact he knew more about the connection between the two then Mistress Cole did.

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“I see that treacherous slave that you keep with you has recognized my wife. She needn’t be concerned anymore about Sapphire recognizing her to. That happened days ago apparently there’s no for forgetting your best friend betraying you the way she did. But if she is worried about grudges Sapphire had a message for her. She said there is a special place in hell for people like her but she is content with the fact she will be spending the rest of her life in a brothel before that happens.”

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Now Mistress Cole is confused it was certain that she was this man’s target. Yet now there was obviously bad blood between Stephanie and this slave named Sapphire. The only question was what had happened. It definitely happened before she knew Stephanie since she’s the only owner that Stephanie has had. Now the use of treacherous and special place in hell implied there was some sort of betrayal.

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More over this man’s temperament changed from when he was talking about enslaving her and Stephanie. When he was talking about enslaving her it was more matter of fact then anything emotional about it. Yet when it came to Stephanie his tone of voice was more angry and vindictive like it was a personal score he was settling. Mistress Cole had instinctively realized she was out matched by the planning of this man.

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She also knew whatever he had planned he had been working on for some time. She needed to come up with something quick since it wasn’t just her fate on the line here. But the only thing that she could think of was trading Stephanie for her freedom or at least enough time to not only fulfill her reason for being here but to come up with something to save herself. She didn’t want to do this to Stephanie but based on the look of guilt on her face as she looked at this Sapphire then she probably made a similar decision once upon a time.

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Steadying her nerves she started form a basic plan before she patted Stephanie on the head to get her attention. Looking down at her with a sorrowful expression she silently mouthed the words I’m Sorry before look back at Master Sanders. She was just about to speak before he stopped her by raising his hand palm out and nodding towards the stage. Mistress Cole saw the asian slave was now standing next to this Sapphire that was at all intensive purposes at the center of this issue holding a microphone up to her lips. Before Mistress Cole had a chance to figure out what was happening the asian slave began speaking.

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“Greetings if you could please direct your attention to the stage. While most of you may not know me but I’m here to provide you all with a little entertainment to go with the fine meals you all are having. Now to be comparable to the cuisine of this outstanding establishment this performance will be involve the degradation of the slave you all see kneeling at my feet.”

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Now most of the guests had either seen Sapphire’s repeated violations by the dog or heard about them. Plus Jade’s own performances was well known by the members of the organization so they had a good guess as to what the show was going to be. So once she mentioned Sapphire’s impending degradation a wave of applause rose up. Now since this was a different type of crowd then at the brothel it was mostly just clapping hands and there were none of the cat calls and wolf whistles she was used to. Still Jade graciously acknowledged it when she began to speak again.

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“Now based on your applause you have a good idea of what is coming but an explanation along with some introductions are in order before we began. I am Head Madam 3613-A of the Kennel Club Brothel. A few weeks ago I served as the Maid of Honor at the wedding of my owner Master Robert Sanders and his Slave Bride Sapphire who see kneeling before you. Now at the conclusion of the wedding ceremony my master not only began breeding his new wife to produce him an heir but at the same time this slave started to undergo a special training regiment intended to bring out the ultimate level of obedience and dedication from her.”

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Mistress Cole like almost all the others in the restaurant couldn’t look away as Jade spoke. The only one not watching Jade was her owner. Master Sanders had seen Jade conduct countless performances already and knew she was more than capable of doing this without his involvement. So as she continued speaking his sole focus was on Mistress Samantha Cole’s reaction.

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“Now I know many of you had not only seen her daily breeding sessions but have a good idea of part of this training regiment entitles but I’ll go into the specifics to fill in some of the gaps. After her first breeding session at the wedding she was also given to the dog you see sitting behind her. For all intensive purposes this dog is her owner the same as her husband. The dog has complete control over her body and can use her however he wants whenever he wants just as if he was a human.”

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As Jade pauses for the crowd’s applause Master Sanders is shocked by what he is seeing from Mistress Cole. While she is listening to Jade talk one of her hands had slipped under the table. Now he isn’t in a position to see but he is almost certain he knows where the hand is and what it was doing. Glancing at her empty wine glass he knows it is only a matter of time now.

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Mistress Cole on the other hand is spellbound by the explanation. Besides being a closet submissive she has a secret desire to be fucked by a dog. She had even bought a special strap-on shaped like a dog’s cock for Stephanie to fuck her with. In fact after she first crossed paths with Master Sanders that day by the pool and she saw Sapphire being fucked by the dog she had to rush back to her bungalow. She then spent the next hour on her hands and knees while Stephanie fucked her like a proper bitch.

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Now that she is hearing that this Sapphire isn’t just the wife and slave of Master Sanders but the dog also she is almost overwhelmed with arousal. As thoughts of herself in as similar situation fill her head her hands start to involuntarily drift about her body. Even as Jade continues one hand had slipped beneath her dress and was rubbing her pussy through her panties.

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“ For those who haven’t seen it the dog not only gets to fuck his human slave bitch whenever he wants but she must also suck his cock whenever he wants. Along with not being able to go anywhere the dog doesn’t allow. This only ends once the bitch is broken of all will to resist and gives herself over to the dog accepting his claiming ownership of her body. Only once that happens is the bitch allowed to crawl ahead of her master on a leash and allowed out of the clothing she has been wearing since her canine master first claimed her as his bitch.”

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As Jade pauses after completing the explanation of the bitch claiming ritual the sounds of whistling joins the clapping of hands. However Master Sanders is no longer paying attention whatsoever Mistress Cole now has his complete attention. There is no longer any guess work necessary to know what her hands are doing. The aphrodisiac he had slipped into her drink had taken effect earlier then planned and was working better than anticipated. While the hand stroking her pussy wasn’t visible the one playing with her left breast most definitely was. Before this night was over with she would be not only his slave but would do so of her own free will. Or at least how she saw it after Jade concluded the performance.

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“Now though constant and brutal fucking of her canine master has pour little Sapphire here at her braking point. She only needs one more brutal fucking before she becomes a true bitch and the increase the humiliation she has been enduring it needs to be public. So we are not only giving you all a front row seat but the privilege of giving the command for the dog to give her the pounding she requires. Now if you would look in the cards on the centerpieces of your tables you will see five words written. On the count of three everyone is to yell the command as loud as they can and the rest will take care of itself.”

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As Jade gives the dinners the opportunity to read the command Master Sanders is forced to tear his attention from Mistress Cole openly masturbating in front of him to the terrified expression on Sapphire’s face. As much as he wanted to stop this it now had to run it’s course. Still he had to do something for Sapphire that was supportive and spoke to the reason for the suffering she was enduring. So as she was looking at him intently hoping for mercy he mouthed the words. “Your making your master very proud and very happy.” Before nodding to Jade to start the count.

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“Alright remember everybody when I get to three everyone yell the command with me. One!!! TWO!!! THREE!!! RIP THE BITCH A NEW ONE!!!!”

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Master Sanders took a quick glance at Mistress Cole as Master Cesar was mounting Sapphire. Mistress Cole now had a breast exposed and based on the sounds he was hearing from under the table a couple of fingers in her pussy. As much as he wished he could watch her Sapphire needed his attention more. Even as Master Cesar’s cock was being thrust violently in to Sapphire’s pussy Master Sanders had established unblinking eye contact were her. Their shared gaze would only be broken when Sapphire was overwhelmed by the massive orgasm.

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The next morning he would wake up with Sapphire in his arms. She was sleeping so peacefully with her back pressed against him. A subtle shifting of the bed behind him made him remember who was spooned against his back. A quick glance over his shoulder and he saw Jade sleeping almost as peacefully as Sapphire.

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As much as he didn’t want to wake either one of them they had a busy day ahead of them. First they needed to take both dogs and Breeding Bitch 3382-B2 out for a walk so they could do their business. Then there was the matter of his two newest Brothel Whores to take care of.

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Now he was in no hurry to take Brothel Whore 2859-A2C from the cage hanging off of the balcony. But former Mistress Samantha Cole was a different story. Once she had willingly surrendered herself to enslavement she proved to be quite a eager and obedient slave. On top of that she was a very good fuck with a tight pussy and he suspected an even tight ass hole. She was guaranteed to become very popular with the brothel’s customers.

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But that wasn’t important to Master Sanders as he looked at her curled up in the cage built into the nightstand. Instead his memory drift to the events leading to her having that collar around her neck. It still amazed him how charged her felt afterwards. He had not only fucked Sapphire until she passed out but he actually fucked Jade for the first time.

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It started shortly after Master Cesar knotted Sapphire. Master Sanders had stood up and moved closer to the stage so he could be closer to Sapphire. As he affectionately stroked Sapphire’s hair while looking at her with pride before kissing her he became aware of the sounds of the other dinners. Looking around the restaurant he saw the expected full blown orgy in progress.

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The other dinners’ slaves along with those amongst the wait staff were all getting hard poundings. But what drew his attention was the terrified slave kneeling by his table and her mistress who was nearly unconscious from a massive self induced orgasm. The top of Mistress Cole’s dress was pulled down exposing both her breasts. While the bottom of the dress had been pulled aside allowing her soaking wet pussy to be easily visible. Especially they way her legs were widely spread with her wet panties hanging around her left ankle. After whispering to Sapphire about how happy she had just made him he decided to give Mistress Cole his terms for her surrender.

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As she was just starting to recover he sat down on the edge of the table in front of her. As he gave her a chance to get her wits about her he gave her exposed breasts and pussy a good looking over. That over grown blonde bush of hers was going to have to be permanently removed but otherwise his earlier assessment of her was a hundred percent correct.

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She was indeed a grade A piece of ass and she was now primed for enslavement. She soon came out of her orgasmic stupor and realized the position she was now in. Even as she was moving to cover her crotch and breasts with her arms he was stopping her with just the words from his lips.

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“Don’t bother you soon will only be wearing a collar anyway so it no longer matters who sees you like that. In fact odds are it will probably take you awhile to earn lingerie privileges once you reach the brothel. So you should start getting used to showcasing your body now. Your only option now is to turn over all of your possessions and yourself to me and willingly become a sex slave.”

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Mistress Cole was now totally humiliated as well as terrified as the prospect of a lifetime of sexual slavery was hanging over her head. For some reason she had become overcome by her lust and in the heat of the moment publicly masturbated in front of someone out to put her in chains. Plus this had rendered her only bargaining chip useless. The only thing she had to offer was to give him Stephanie along with the willing use of her body. But she couldn’t afford to lose her freedom this close to the auction to much was now riding on her shoulders. So she started to try and bargain with him.

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“Please I’ll give you my slave and you can fuck me whenever and however you want but please let me keep my freedom. If I’m a slave someone I care about will suffer a horrible fate. So please just make me your slut and not your slave.”

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While he wasn’t going to accept her offer he decided to find out the story about this friend of hers. So he told her he would think about her offer but she had to explain the situation with her friend first. She had been crying uncontrollably since he laid her impending enslavement on her but once the prospect of not ending up in a cage developed her tears started to slow.

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She explained that her oldest and dearest friend had been captured by slavers while partying on spring break. It had taken a lot of doing but she found out her friend was being sold at the upcoming auction at the resort. She then traveled there for no other reason than to buy her friend before the friend was sold to some horrible person. Master Sanders did feel a little sorry for her but she was still going to be wearing a collar no matter what but he did decide to change his terms slightly.

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“Your offer is not good enough once your my slave I’ll have all of that anyway. BUT I will offer you two options to choose from. First I take as my slave unwillingly along with all of your possessions then just to torture you I’ll buy your friend and resale her to this producer of snuff films I know. OR you can willingly become a slave turn over your possessions and as an act of kindness I’ll buy your friend and you can serve together in the brothel. BUT understand which one you choose doesn’t matter to me your ending up in a collar no matter what.”

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With really no choice she accepted his second offer. Then upon his order for her to strip her dress was soon laying on the floor at her feet. Next he had her laying on top of the table in front of him on her with her legs spread as wide as she could. Then as a final act of submission she not only loudly begged him to make her his slave but she also pleaded for a nice hard fucking that he quickly gave her.

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Now while he was giving her tight pussy it’s first cum bath as sex slave. He got a good idea for some pay back for Sapphire. It took only a quick signal for Jade to come to him. Then after a few whispered instructions Jade had a hold of Stephanie’s leash. Even as Stephanie was taken on stage her former owner was ordered wrap her legs around her master’s hips. Samantha Cole was soon meeting her master’s thrusts as her moaning started to fill the air.

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Stephanie on the other hand was immediately put to work licking Sapphire’s pussy clean once Master Cesar pulled free from her. Granted it took the threat of being fucked by the dog herself to get Stephanie to comply. But she was soon sucking as much of the dog cum as she could from Sapphire’s pussy like there was no tomorrow once the additional threat of having to give Master Cesar a blow job was added. It didn’t hurt that Sapphire was currently performing that task herself. So just the mention of it wouldn’t be too much trouble to have Stephanie take Sapphire’s place provided just enough encouragement.

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Master Sanders on the other hand had slowed things down with his fucking of Samantha Cole. He was holding her on the very edge of her climax and had his own plan for her. He would pound her pussy as hard as he could until he could see her getting close to orgasm. Then at the last second before she crested that peak he would either stop thrusting entirely or just slow down till her building orgasm began to subside. He would keep repeating this until the desperation was written plainly across her face. Finally he told her if she wanted to cum she had to beg for the privilege like a proper slave. Without the slightest hesitation she was pleading with him.

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“Please Master let this worthless Slave cum. Please Master this Slave can’t hold out any longer. Please Master allow this worthless Slave the privilege of cumming around your wonderful cock.”

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Master Sanders let her plead and beg a little longer before he couldn’t take anymore. Grabbing her hair her forced her to look him in the eyes as he started to pound her pussy as hard as he could. Like wanton harlot her hips were rising to meet his thrusts. Until finally he saw she was on the edge of orgasm yet again. Only this time as she started to plead he looked her directly in the eyes as he spoke.

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“Cum for your Master Slave and show the world you are just a bitch in heat that can’t get by without her pussy filled with a cock.”

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Master Sanders then harnessed the last reserves of his strength was he gave her gave her the most powerful thrusts he had left as he felt his balls empty into her spasming pussy. At the same time he bathed her insides in semen an even more massive orgasm then her last one exploded from deep within her. Her whole body contorted as her back arched backwards and she cried out louder then she had ever before in orgasm. Even as she was screaming in orgasmic bliss the intensity was to much for her as her eyes rolled back in their sockets and she was out for the count this time.

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She wouldn’t remember being carried from the restaurant over Master Sanders’s shoulder like a sack of potatoes. Or him taking her back to his room naked or him putting her in the cage she woke up in. All she knew she was on all fours in the tight confines of the cage with a collar around her neck and her panties shoved in her mouth. With no recollection as to how she got there she searched her memory and everything suddenly came back to her.

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Suddenly in a panic she frantically looks around the room the best she can. She can see the cage is right next to a bed and she can hear the sounds of multiple people sleeping together. She remembered he had two slaves’ last night. That asian slave that said she was the Head Madam of his brothel and the other was his wife believed her name was Sapphire. Then there was that little redheaded slave he was with the other day. That one she could see curled up on the floor by the foot of the bed so the other two were probably on the bed with him.

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She had seen how he was with those two and doubted he was making them sleep in cages. But she also remembered the mistress that warned her about this man said that redhead on the floor was a lesser wife he was breeding they also said he was also breeding his wife Sapphire. If he was making one of the women carrying his child sleep on the floor then there was no telling what he would do to his other slaves.

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As she thought of his other slaves she suddenly remembered Stephanie. How she could have been so engrossed in her own problems and forget about Stephanie she didn’t know. Her guilt for forgetting about Stephanie was suddenly amplified by the fact she also sold Stephanie out to this man so she could save her and Natalie’s asses. She started to frantically look for Stephanie when she was startled by a voice from the bed.

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“You should try and get some sleep your getting your slave markings later today and trust me your definitely going need your rest for that.”

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Looking up at the bed she saw the asian slave looking down at her. There was a look of pity on her face so maybe she could tell her where Stephanie was. She pulled the panties from her mouth and looked up at her quickly trying to think of the best way to ask her when she seamed to read her mind.

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“If you are talking those out to ask me let you go it’s best you just stuff them back in now. But if you want to know about your former slave I’ll tell you on two conditions. One you put those panties back where you found them and two you curl up and try to get some sleep like I just told you to.”

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Former Mistress Cole quickly shoved the panties back her mouth as the asian slave twirled a finger. Former Mistress Cole could understand what she was implying as she did her best to curl up and get comfortable in the confines of the small cage. Once she was curled up as comfortably as she could get. She looked up at the asian slave with pleading look. Again it was like this asian sex slave could read her mind as she spoke.

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“Unfortunately your former slave is in one of those cages over hanging the balcony. As for your friend you came here to help the master will honor the agreement he made with you. So the only things you are to worry about now about is trying to sleep and being the best slave you possibly can for your owner. I’ll say this one last time you will need your rest so get to sleep.”

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As hard as it was former Mistress Cole was soon able to get to sleep. She wasn’t sure if it was the memory of those orgasms she had or that she knew that he would be helping Natalie like he promised. Perhaps it was she no longer had to fear enslavement or hiding her submissive nature but even though she was now a slave she felt more free than she had during her entire lifetime. So she was soon sleeping more peacefully than she ever had before.

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A week later Brothel Whore 4637 was kneeling in her shipping crate on her owner’s plane. She was actually looking forward to life in the brothel. She had been repeatedly humiliated and fucked since her enslavement loving every minute of it. While Samantha Cole hadn’t liked showing off her body Brothel Whore 4637 couldn’t get enough of being paraded naked in front of large groups. She almost couldn’t wait to get to the brothel even though the two slaves in the crates next hers we’re probably not as eager as she was to get there.

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The torment and humiliation for Brothel Whore 2859-A2C1 had been the most intensive. Not only had she had her head shaved but they applied a hair removal cream that insured her long black hair would never grow back. They also had Brothel Whore 2859-A2C1 tattooed on the back of her head and forehead. Granted this was the only mercy they had shown her. She had been repeatedly raped and tortured until she could only cower in fear when ever she saw her owner or Sapphire approaching. Brothel Whore 4637 felt the sorriest for her but she dared not get on her master’s bad side.

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Then there was the soft sobbing coming from the last crate. Master Sanders had kept his word and bought Brothel Whore 4637’s friend. That one had had a most difficult time not only accepting being enslaved but sold to a brothel. The petite blonde had been crying almost non-stop since the auction and would probably end up suffering greatly as she was trained to her new owner’s standards. Still Brothel Whore 4583 should fit in once she gets it through her head that she was a slave now.

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As cute as she was Master Sanders was certain she was the replacement he had been looking for Breeding Bitch 3382-B2. Brothel Whore 4583 had that same sweet and innocent vibe his breeder had and the way she cried all the time only enhanced it. Jade would have no problem training her beg her daddy to stop during rape fantasies and one of Master Lighting’s siblings had already been ordered for her. Her little red riding hood act should be almost as popular as her predecessor’s was.

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Master Sanders may have been going home from his honeymoon early but he had no regrets. It had been a fantastic trip to beautiful place that he didn’t have to hide his lifestyle. He had acquired three new slaves for the brothel and at the same time settled a score for his wife.

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To top things of since Sapphire had been broken by Master Cesar she had become the perfect slave for her husband. With a devotion to his satisfaction that only Jade could match but even that was no longer a issue for Sapphire. The only thing that mattered to her was her husband’s happiness. If it made him happy to be pleasured by Jade as well her Sapphire was fine with it. Besides Sapphire and her cousin would be giving him something more meaningful than any pleasure he got from fucking Jade’s tight pussy and ass.

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They both were now pregnant with sons giving their owner the heirs he desired so much. Even before the plane reached cruising altitude Master Sanders had Sapphire in his lap. While one of his hand fingered her pussy the other was rubbing her stomach. This would become a daily ritual Master Sanders would preform with Sapphire for the next nine months.

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Of course this also lead to the start of another daily routine for the two of them. That was after Master Sanders got Sapphire all worked up by the fingering of her pussy. She would turn around and ride him like a woman possessed until he filled her pussy full of cum. Now her cousin would end up taking Jade’s place of sucking the cum from Sapphire’s pussy after the first time on the plane but otherwise it remained the same.

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Thanks for reading. I’m hoping to get the next part done soon but I’m having trouble deciding on the topic. I’ve got several ideas that would follow new characters but I’m not sure about them.

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The first is another slave auction but they are really being sold this time.

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The second is something I did in an previous story where the slaves are released in the woods and are tracked recaptured then gang raped

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Third the established characters return to the Brothel and help guide new characters.

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Forth is something along the same lines as the Erenisch graphic novel plot line where sexual slavery is made legal. But any such story would probably use different characters or the descendants of the existing characters.

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Feel free to leave suggestions in the comments section if there was somethings you want to read about within the sites allowed limits. Sorry while I didn’t agree completely with some of the age restrictions I won’t violate them either.

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I’ll Also worn you now though I’ve already made references to scat and snuff scenarios I won’t write about them in detail. Sorry but they don’t hold much interest to me other then as something to threaten or torment a character with. I also don’t like the dark places such story lines like snuff take me so please don’t suggest I go there.

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I’m also not that into women fucking horses outside of the cum bath following a blowjob aspect. I’ve watched the porn read the comics but my thing is submissive women with dogs and not horses. So outside of giving a horse a blowjob or possible pony girl training don’t expect much out of me. I’ve been willing to write about a character doing such acts in the past but the last time I did the story ended in the before mentioned dark places I didn’t like.

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So please leave any ideas you may have and if I like them I’ll try to incorporate them into a future chapter.

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Paige is sedated by her therapist, hoisted in a straitjacket and then helpless as she is doctor Kimberly sits down on her face and demands to be orally satisfied.

Trapped In A Straitjacket

‘Wait what?’ Paige said alarmed looking at the cup of pills that Doctor Kimberly had shoved her way. ‘That’s not what I meant. I’m not crazy. I don’t hear voices or anything. I don’t need medication. I think you misunderstood.’

‘I’m sorry, sweetheart.’ The psychiatrist said while tilting her head ever so slowly and giving Paige a polite smile. ‘You’re the one misunderstanding.’

Paige frowned. This was the fourth time she was here for a conversation with doctor Kimberly, after her parents died she’d been a bit overwhelmed and stressed as she was balancing the work she did on her thesis, her internship, and all the hedge funds her father had left her. Her new boyfriend had recommended she’d talk to a therapist and although she had her reservations at first, it turned out to be a great relief to be able to vent to somebody about how crazy life could get at some points. Yet now that same doctor was trying to force her to take pills all those reservations returned again.

‘I’m not taking those.’ Paige said. ‘You know I’m not crazy.’

‘It’s not optional.’ The doctor said. ‘You need to be medicated, you can either take those pills voluntarily or we inject you with a sedative to keep you calm.’

‘I am calm.’ Paige said frustrated.

‘You don’t sound calm.’ There was a smug smile on the psychiatrists face. ‘Just take your pills sweetheart.’

‘No.’ Paige said. ‘I refuse.’

‘That saddens me.’ The doctor said. ‘But then we’ll have to do this the hard way. She opened a drawer and pulled out a little plastic bottle, a syringe and a needle and quite calmly she filled the syringe with the drugs and then attached the needle.

‘I’m not… I…’ Paige realized bickering was pointless, she got up from her chair and walked towards the door. The door was locked and while she was fidgeting with the nob doctor Kimberly caught up to her, she twisted Paige’s arm around her back and forced her back in her chair.

‘Ssh, ssh…’ doctor Kimberly said. ‘Calm down now.’ A moment later she yanked the syringe into Paige’s leg and a burning cloud spread through her skin.

‘Ouch.’ She said indignantly rubbing over the sore spot that was left after the doctor removed the syringe again. ‘Don’t do that, you can’t do that.’

Paige got up from her chair once more, this time the doctor had pushed her back before she was even fully standing up.

‘Just give the drug a minute to kick in.’ She said.

‘No,’ Paige said.

‘Are you feeling something yet?’ The doctor asked. She rubbed her finger over Paige’s cheek, it was a weirdly numb and tingling feeling. Paige leaned back in her chair.

‘No.’ She said defiantly.

‘No?’ The doctor asked. ‘You’re glassy eyes tell a different story missy, and look at how lazy and calm you’re sitting here now, no screaming, no fighting, no attempts to escape anymore.’

Paige looked around and realized the doctor was right, still she hadn’t realized when and where the drugs were starting to take control over her mind, yet now there was this shield of lethargic indifference separating her from the rest of the world. She didn’t care anymore, nothing mattered anymore, only this slightly euphoric numbness, that was quite satisfying but also quite tiring for some reason. She yawned and she felt her eyes burning.

‘Come, give me your hand.’ Doctor Kimberly said.

Paige didn’t quite register what was happening, she felt Doctor Kimberly reaching for her fingers and tugging on her arm, and then her arm was shoved into some sort of rough and stiff cotton sleeve.

‘Other hand.’ Doctor Kimberly ordered and willingly Paige lifted her other hand and put it in doctor Kimberly’s fingers. ‘Good girl,’ Doctor Kimberly said.

Only when the psychiatrist was tugging on both sleeves and tying her arms against her tummy Paige realized she was strapped into a straightjacket.

‘Why?’ she mumbled as eventually her very slow thoughts caught up and attempted to express their confusion. Yet the psychiatrist didn’t pay attention to her. Instead whipped out her phone and was dialing some number.

‘It’s done, Mark.’ The psychiatrist said into the phone.

‘Let me see.’ A distorted voice asked.

The psychiatrist turned the phone around and Paige saw her boyfriend Mark as well as in a little corner of the screen she saw herself, although her face didn’t look like her own face, her hair was all messed up and her eyes were askew, her mouth partly opened and her tongue dangling on her lower lip. She closed her mouth and tried to smile.

‘Mark.’ She wanted to say, but the phone was already gone.

‘Satisfied?’ The psychiatrist asked.

‘Now how long before I can get to the money.’

‘It’ll be a few weeks,’ Doctor Kimberly said. ‘A judge will have to agree that she’s unfit to make her own decisions and appoint you as her conservator, for appearances it’s best if you visit her frequently and play the worried boyfriend, and off course we’ll have to keep her drugged up and loopy in the meantime.’

‘She’ll stay with you right? In your clinic and you’ll take care of the medication.’

‘Hm-mm.’ Doctor Kimberly said. ‘She’s my responsibility. I’ll take care of her in every way imaginable.’ As she was saying that there was a cheeky grin on her face and she winked at Paige. She sat down on a chair next to Paige and pulled on her thigh, then she shoved her hand in between Paige’s legs and started massaging the pussy.

‘And she’ll take care of me, won’t you sweetheart?’ Doctor Kimberly said.

‘You know I can’t pay you until I have been granted access to her money right?’ Mark’s distorted voice said through the phone.

‘I know. I know. I’m calling you because it’s procedure to notify the next of kin when a patient is admitted into the clinic, you know and to ask you if you could bring her some pajama’s or something.’

‘I though she was in a straightjacket?’ He asked.

‘Just be the worried, dutyfull boyfriend and bring her some toiletries, will you? It’s all going to help convince the judge that you’d be a concerned conservator that will have the patients best interest in mind, you don’t want them to assign her a court appointed guardian, do you?’

‘Fine, fine. I’ll bring her some lipsticks or something.’

‘A toothbrush and some pajamas.’ Doctor Kim said.

She put down her phone, but her free hand was still massaging Paige’s crotch, her fingers pressing into the stiff fabric of the jeans, denting her labia ever so softly.

‘What’s going on.’ Paige asked. She had trouble forming words, her thoughts were slow in coming up with the words and her tongue was slurring the syllables as if she’d just taking a few shots after a night of margarita’s.

Doctor Kim was now pulling on her arm and hoisting her up out of the chair.

‘What’s going on?’ Paige asked again.

‘We’re going for a little walk.’ Doctor Kim said. She was supporting Paige’s body as they stepped into the hallway. In quite a haze Paige let herself be guided through the hallways, they turned a corner and another one and the Doctor opened a door with a keycard. Paige was completely disoriented.

They weren’t near the regular offices anymore, they were now in the clinic part, there were other people, other patients of the clinic, yet they weren’t dressed in a straightjacket, and they weren’t as loopy and drugged up as Paige was. Some of them were playing a game together, others were just reading a magazine.

‘Are you new?’ Someone asked her.

‘Leave her be, Rosaleigh,’ Doctor Kimberly said, before Paige could answer she was already pulled away further into the hallway.

‘Trick.’ Paige said. ‘Trick. Trick me.’

‘Ssh, sweetheart, it’s okay, here’s you’re new room.’ Doctor Kimberly pushed her into a small white padded room. There was barely enough space for a bed. She put Paige on the bed and then she went back to the door, but instead of getting out of the room and leaving Paige be, she locked the door from the inside. Then she came back and she sat herself down on the bed next to Paige, within seconds her hand was once more in between Paige’s legs fondling her pussy.

‘It’s okay, sweetheart.’ Doctor Kimberly said. ‘You’re going to stay here for a while until Mark has sorted out all the juridical stuff and you know what, I know my original deal is with Mark, but I’m willing to make a deal with you too, if you make me feel good, I will make you feel good, agreed?’

Paige seemed to be locked in her own numb mind, she did hear that doctor Kimberly stopped talking but it took her a while to realize that meant she had to answer now.

‘What?’ She asked confused. ‘Agreed to what?’

‘Here. Lie down.’ Doctor Kimberly said. She tugged on Paige’s body and then pushed her into the mattress, she unbuttoned the jeans and pulled them off of Paige’s hips, in one motion she also removed the panties, she spread out Paige’s thighs. Firstly licked her own middle finger and then she slid her finger up Paige’s pussy. Slowly she started stimulating her on the inside. Paige was trying her hardest to grasp what was going on, were they going to have sex? But she had a boyfriend, but her boyfriend send her here, her boyfriend was in on it, was this a threesome, no Mark was nowhere to be found.

‘Ssh…’ Doctor Kimberly said. ‘Don’t frown sweetheart. Don’t worry, just enjoy.’

‘Where’s Mark?’ Paige asked.

‘Mark will visit you tonight,’ Doctor Kimberly said, glancing at her watch. ‘We’ll have some time to ourselves right now.’

She was still massaging Paige’s pussy and there was a warm glow emerging in between her legs. Paige shook her head as if she was disagreeing with her body, yet her head shaking didn’t stop her body from twitching with arousal and panting slightly.

Doctor Kimberly was quite adequately stimulating her pussy, not only with a finger on the inside, but now her thumb was also massaging her little clit on the outside.

‘No?’ She asked. ‘Don’t you want Mark to visit tonight, if you don’t want to see him you don’t have to.’

Paige closed her eyes for a moment as she sank away in all the pleasures that were gushing through her pussy. When she tried to open them she noticed her eyelids were incredibly heavy, she wanted to rub her eyes but her arms were still strapped in the straitjacket, how could she have forgotten the straitjacket? Did she drift of for a moment?

Doctor Kimberly was still working her pussy and stimulating the clit. The arousal inside of her was rising and rising. Involuntary her pussy was clasping down on the doctor’s finger her hips had started rocking almost as if she wanted to invite the finger in even deeper.

‘No.’ She mumbled shaking her head, confused by everything that was happening to her, confused by her own body, this wasn’t right, something wasn’t right, but it felt so good, why would she resist something that felt so good.

Her orgasm was building up and then the doctor flicked her clit just right and all the pleasures were released into her body, she went over the edge, her body convulsing as her orgasm crashed through her body.

For a moment she was miles away, trapped in arousal, trapped in her orgasm, trapped in her own body, but even when her breathing calmed down and she managed to open her eyes the world still felt surreal and far away and part of her just wanted to roll over and fall asleep.

‘See,’ doctor Kimberly said. ‘That feels good doesn’t it, now it’s your turn to make me feel good.’

She stripped her own pants of and a moment later the doctor’s bare pussy was exposed.

‘Now you can’t satisfy me with your fingers, can you? Not while wearing the straitjacket.’

‘No.’ Paige said agreeable, the doctor would have to take her straitjacket off.

‘So you’ll have to pleasure me in another way.’ A moment later she smushed her pussy into Kimberly’s face. For a moment she was riding her extremely wet and slippery pussy lips up and down over Paige’s cheeks and mouth and chin.

‘Use your tongue.’ The doctor said frantically panting, still grinding her lady bits all over Paige’s face. ‘Come on lick me, sweetheart, don’t taunt me like this.’

Paige hesitantly opened her mouth and pressed the tip of her tongue into the slimey pussy.

The doctor moaned loudly and started rocking her hips even more.

‘Come on. Give me more.’ The doctor panted. ‘I’m so horny, you’ve turned me on so much, I’m almost there already, just a little bit more. More. More. MORE.’ She sounded increasingly angry and Paige stuck out her tongue a little bit further, she didn’t even have to do anything, the doctor was riding her tongue now, moaning louder and louder until her entire body started shaking and trembling.

‘Yes, that’s it, that’s it.’ She said as her eyes were going cross eyed and then rolling up and away into her skull, the doctor shuddering with pleasure. Loudly grunting as her body kept contracting and jerking in different directions.

A moment later the calmth had returned in the room.

‘Well done sweetheart.’ She bent over and gave Paige a kiss on the lips. ‘Mmm,’ she said. ‘You taste delicious, although it’s probably more accurate to say that I taste delicious.’ She said licking some of her pussy juices from Paige’s chin. ‘You know…’ She said as she was pulling up her own panties and getting herself dressed again. ‘Let’s hope it takes Mark some time to get the conservatorship, I wouldn’t mind keeping you here for a few weeks.’

‘Weeks.’ Paige said although she was more repeating the last syllables she just heard, than that she actually understood what the doctor was talking about.

The doctor crossed her fingers. ‘Let’s hope so.’ She said.

‘Now don’t think I’ve forgotten about our little arrangement. You make me feel good and I will make you feel good.’ The doctor came back with a small syringe. ‘Now listen up Paige.’ She said as she sat down on the bed next to her and dragged the sharp needle across her skin.

‘This medicine is going to make you real good, it’s highly addictive and the more you’ll help me to feel good the more of this drug I will have for you, understood?’

She pressed the needle through Paige’s skin.

‘Here have little taster.’ The doctor said.

Paige heart was beating faster and her cheeks were feeling flushed, she had a hard time controlling her body as the euphoria was gushing through her body, she was writhing around.

‘You like that?’ The doctor asked.

‘Yeah!’ Paige said.

‘You want more, you want me to give you the rest of it?’

‘Yeah!’ Paige nodded her head.

‘Do we have a deal then, are you going to help me feel good?’

‘Yes, yes.’ Paige said somewhat inpatient not really aware of what she was agreeing too.

‘Good.’ The doctor said. ‘Here you go.’ With her thumb she pressed the plunger down and she released all the rest of the drug into Paige’s body. Paige felt overwhelmed with happiness, everything felt so good, the world was so perfect and such a happy place. Her cheeks throbbing with euphoria as her mind was retracting, her thoughts fading and disappearing and she was trapped in this heavenly bliss.

‘Yeah,’ the doctor said while caressing Paige’s cheek. ‘I forgot to mention, this drug will also affect your cognitive abilities and keep you nice and docile and unaware of everything that’s going on, but you don’t mind do you? all you care about now is feeling good, don’t you?’

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The Ghost is dead, but those women who he touched vow to bring him back.

The Devil’s Pact, The Cult of the Ghost
by mypenname3000
Copyright 2015

Chapter One: Worship Orgy

Notes: Thanks to b0b for beta reading this.

Monday, November 19th, 2013 – Deidre Cheshire – Paris, Texas

“It’s true,” I said as I surveyed the room, looking at each of them—his lovers. There were almost thirty women and girls in the room. “The Ghost is dead. But there’s a way to bring him back. If we’re willing to pay the price.”

A great gasp went through the room. Grief painted their faces. We all had been touched by the Ghost. He had inspired such passion in each of us. When he touched your flesh, you felt so happy and joyful. His touch melted your body. And when he was inside you, his invisible cock thrusting away, the pleasure was more intense than any mortal lover.

“What are we going to do, Deidre?” Carla, a busty redhead and famous paranormal investigator, asked. Her footage of the Ghost molesting her had gone viral, though the blossoming Theocracy had pulled down many copies of her video. They were trying to bury the Ghost’s existence.

“Our first problem are these so called gods,” I said, brushing back my tawny hair. “It’s quite clear that anyone who hears their spoken words becomes one of their followers.”

“I’ve heard their words spoken,” gasped Ursula, her large tits straining the front of her Boone cheerleaders outfit. “They’re real Gods, right? You can’t say they’re not. They perform miracles!”

“They are powerful,” I nodded. Inside I groaned. How many others of these women were under Mark and Mary’s control? “But whom do you want to love more, them or the Ghost?”

Ursula bit her lip and turned to Marybeth, a tall and curvy cheerleader with raven black hair. The girls were dating and Marybeth hugged Ursula. “Sweetie, I’ll be with you.”

“I…I want to love the Ghost more. I want to bring him back. That’ll make the Gods happy, right?”

“Yep,” I lied.

“I miss him,” Heather sighed, the redhead pouting. She was definitely one of the Ghost’s favorites. He visited her most nights, sleeping in her bed. “It’s so lonely in my bed without him.”

“I think we’re all committed to saving him,” Carla nodded.

“Yep,” giggled Marissa and Rhonda May, a set of redheaded twins. The Ghost sure did love his redheads.

“The Lionesses will go all the way to save him,” Marybeth declared and the rest of the cheerleader squad all shouted, “All the way!” They were an enthusiastic bunch.

“Okay, for this to work, I first need to know how many are carryin’ his child?”

“I am,” Ursula proudly beamed. “He’s the only man I’ve been with.”

Heather grinned, rubbing her belly. “With how many times I’ve been fucked, of course I’m pregnant.”

“Me and Kelly as well,” Latonya announced, the Black, young woman putting her arm around her fellow cheerleader.

“I am,” Carla smiled.

“He only made love to me once, but it did the trick,” beamed Lizzy.

“He popped her cherry in the shower,” giggled a Hispanic, young woman I didn’t know.

“That was hot,” another young woman laughed.

“Me, too,” a sandy-blonde, young woman named Tammy smiled. She had her arms wrapped around a curly brunette. “That was so hot when he took us in the bathroom at the park, Cheryl-Lynn.”

“Even hotter when he fucked us in my bedroom while my parents were downstairs,” giggled the brunette Cheryl-Lynn. “I think that’s when he got you in the family way.”
I nodded. “Seven. That is perfect.”

“So this involves our babies?” Ursula asked, stroking her stomach. “It won’t…hurt them.”

“Not at all,” I grinned, then I reached into my bra and pulled out a vial filled with the Ghost’s cum. I had collected it out of my pussy the last time he had fucked me. My grief surged inside me. That had been right before that cunt Alison had him executed for being a Warlock. “This is how we begin. We have to dedicate ourselves to him.”

“But we’re only supposed to worship the Living Gods,” Ursula objected. “Right?”

A few other of the women nodded. I took a deep breath. I would have to tread carefully until I freed these women from Mark and Mary’s pernicious mind control. Those damned Warlocks—I knew from reading the Magicks of the Witch of Endor that they weren’t gods—would be a problem going forward. They had already unleashed their foul servant Alison to kill the Ghost.

“I said serve, not worship.” It was a distinction that I hoped Ursula and the others under Mark and Mary’s power wouldn’t question. “Don’t you want to serve the Ghost? Don’t you want to feel that wonderful touch of his on your ass, his words hissin’ in your ear, tellin’ you all the filthy thangs he wants to do to your sweet, young body?”

“I do,” Ursula nodded. “More than anythang.”

“We need to let him know that. We need to reach across the barriers between life and death and let the Ghost feel our love and devotion.” I looked out at them. “We need to have a bacchanalia.”

“An orgy?” Carla asked.

I nodded. “Our sexual energy will build and build, and the Ghost will feel it. He’ll gain power, and then we’ll all swear ourselves to him. Doesn’t that sound wonderful? We’ll be his servants, bound to him.” I held my breath, looking at Ursula, hoping Mark and Mary’s programming hadn’t been to complete. We would need her child to free the Ghost.

“Let’s do it,” Ursula grinned. “Lioness go all the way!”

Latonya threw her arm in the air, and the cheerleaders all chanted:
“Lionesses are hot.
Lionesses are wet.
Lionesses will explode
And cum all over you!”
They were an enthusiastic bunch.

“I brought sex toys,” I smiled. “They’re out in my car. I’ll be right back.”

“You naughty slut,” laughed Heather, her shirt coming off to reveal a pair of perky tits.

“I’ll help you out,” Carla smiled.

Her tits bounced in her tight shirt as we walked through the library. I hoped this would work. The Ghost had taken me for the first time in here, fucking me from behind while I checked out patrons books. It had been so hot. We were fucking and no one knew it. My pussy itched, and I pressed my thighs together.

“Are we going to turn him into a God?” Carla whispered.

“Not quite. An ancestor spirit,” I answered. “Thirty of us, pourin’ all our love and lust at him. It’ll start the process. It’ll give him power in Hell. I read about it in a Chinese text, Tenets of Respect and Worship. He’ll be our patron and we’ll get powers.”

“That’ll make us Warlocks.”

I smiled. “You’ve read Magicks of the Witch of Endor.”

“Of course I have. I almost even made my own Pact.”

“Well, this isn’t quite the same. We won’t be Warlocks. But it will insulate us from Mark and Mary’s control and bind us to the Ghost. We can use that connection to bring him back to life.”

We reached my small Prius. I popped the trunk. There were seven large backs full of dildos, vibrators, and so many other fun toys. And a special bag with the amulets I had spent half my savings on to have made. There was a large, golden one set with green jade and black jet and seven lesser ones. I pulled on the amulet, the medallion dangling between my breasts. It would be the focus of all the spells, gathering the energy to free the Ghost. I uncorked the vial and rubbed the Ghost’s cum into the gold, muttering beneath my breath.

Carla smiled as I cast the spell. She scooped up several bags. “We can’t stay in Paris if we do this, Deidre. Happy and her husband are quickly converting this town to worshiping the Living God.”

I scowled at the former born-again Christian Reverend and his cuckolding wife. “She should’ve been here with us. She was one of the Ghost’s favorites.”

“Both her and her sister are carrying his kid,” Carla nodded. “But they both are big into worshiping the Living Gods. We need to go somewhere remote, where people don’t know who the Ghost is.”

“I have a ranch up in Idaho,” I answered. “It’s very remote. My aunt died over the summer and I’m her only family remainin’. I was trying to sell it, but now it seems perfect.”

We walked back into the library, my heart beating with excitement. The girls and women were all naked, squirming on the floor. Tits and pussy and ass flashed at me. I had never been with a woman before. But for the Ghost, I would learn to love it.

“Here are the toys, ladies,” I grinned, spilling the bags out on the tables. “Think of the Ghost while you are makin’ love. Send to him your energy.”

Carla grabbed a double-headed dildo, giving me a naughty grin. I unbuttoned my blouse, letting it fall to the floor, followed by my bra. I dropped my beige pencil skirt, my panties soaked with my juices. I stood almost naked, the focusing amulet dangling between my naked tits.

“You shouldn’t wear panties,” Ursula said, grabbing a strap-on. “A woman should be ready to be fucked at all times. The Living Gods say so.”

“Then I best get these off,” I grinned, peeling them down. “Ghost of Paris, we offer this orgy in your honor. We send all our love and worship to you. We are your devoted followers. We are your cult!”

Energy tingled through the room, flowing out from the amulet. The process had begun.

“Fuck me with that big ol’ thang,” moaned Marybeth, kneeling on the floor as Ursula pulled on the strap-on. “Let’s give the Ghost a show so hot he wont be able to resist escapin’ Hell to watch!”

The blonde buried her strap-on into Marybeth’s cunt. Ursula’s big tits bounced and jiggled as she plowed her girlfriend, fucking her with hard, deep strokes, giving the slut what she wanted. My pussy grew even more wet, there was something so beautiful about women making love. No wonder guys were always wanting girls to make out.

Heather worked a thick dildo covered in small bumps in and out of Mindy’s pussy and the twins rubbed vibrators on each other’s cunts. They both had tattoo’s on their small tits, pink roses opening around their nipples, the shade almost matching their areolas while thorny veins wrapped around their tits.

Carla fell to her knees before me, spreading my thighs. Her tongue licked through my pussy. I shuddered. “Oh, Ghost, feel my lust. Feel how much I enjoy Carla’s tongue licking through my cunt. We love you so much. We miss you.”

I leaned against the table, my eyes squeezing shut as Carla’s tongue licked and played through my pussy. I had only had a few guys go down on me and they all had been disappointing. But Carla knew how to lick and suck. She nuzzled into me, her tongue swirling around, touching me in all these amazing spots.

“Yes! Lick my cunt, whore!” I gasped.

Carla responded, licking me harder, nipping at my clit and shoving her tongue deep into my hole. My juice dripped out, her mouth slurping them down. Delight shown in her green eyes as she looked up at me.

The pleasure swelled, blossoming inside me. I groaned, savoring the bliss. This was nice. And it was all for the Ghost. My hips bucked, my orgasm swelling. My fingers gripped the table’s edge. I moaned and sighed, a great, growing swell of rapture filled me up.

“Ghost!” I screamed as the pleasure burst inside me. Delight flooded my veins. My muscles contracted. I ground my pussy on Carla’s hungry mouth. “Feel my passion, Ghost! Oh, yes! I love you!”

Carla pulled her lips away, shiny with my cum. “Umm, I bet he felt that one.” Then she brandished the flexible, pink dildo. “Ready to have some more fun.”

“Yeah.” Then I grinned sheepishly. “How do you use a double-headed dildo?”

“Carefully,” she grinned. “Get on your knees like the hot bitch you are.”

I did, wiggling my ass at her. She bent down licking through my furred muff one more time. “I love that,” I panted.

“I just can’t resist. You taste amazing.” The tip of the dildo probed my pussy, spreading my labia apart. I groaned as it entered me. The thick girth was nice, my pussy squeezing about the smooth rubber. But it wasn’t the Ghost’s wonderful cock.

The dildo bottomed out inside me, pressing on my cervix. I threw a look over my shoulder as Carla turned around, presenting her ass at me. Her pussy was surrounded by fiery, red hair that was damp with her excitement. Her labia peaked out as she guided the other end of the dildo to her pussy.

She pushed back, the dildo pressing on me, pleasure shuddering through me. She worked more and more of the pussy into her. “Oh, that’s nice,” she panted, smiling at me over her shoulder. “Now we fuck each other.”

She rocked her hips back and forth, the dildo sliding in and out of my pussy. I rocked with her, groaning as the cock fucked in and out of me. Our butt-cheeks bumped, the dildo buried deep inside the both of us.

“Fuck me, Carla,” I groaned. “Work that dildo in and out of me!”

“Gladly.”

“You hot sluts,” giggled Lizzy, braces flashing on her white teeth. The freshman fell before me, her thighs spreading apart. Her pussy was a tight slit surrounded by a sparse, black hair. She was so young and virginal. She tasted fresh, her sweet musk coating my tongue as I savored my first taste of pussy. “Lick me for the Ghost!”

I worked my hips, the pleasure swelling inside me as I ate out this young woman My tongue flowed through her cunt, licking, sucking, moaning my pleasure into her.

Lizzy seized my tawny hair, humping her hips, her perky tits bouncing as she enjoyed herself. Carla fucked her hips back harder, our asses slapping together as she drove the dildo so deep into my pussy.

“Yes! I’m cumming for you!” screamed Carla, slamming back against me. Her ass ground against mine, swirling the dildo around inside me.

I loved it. Then her hips started humping again, the pleasure swelling inside me. I moaned around Lizzy’s tiny, pink clit as I slid a finger into her tight pussy. She was practically a virgin even if she was pregnant. Her tight sheath contracted about my finger, the young woman’s face growing flushed with passion.

“Oh, Ms. Cheshire,” she moaned. “Lick me! You’re so wonderful! I’m going to cum! Oh, yes! Oh, wow!”

Her sweet juices squirted into my lips. I drank them down, locking my mouth over her pussy. She bucked into my hungry mouth. My fingers pinched and pulled at her puffy nipples. Her coltish legs locked around my head, holding me tight.

And then she went limp. “Come back to us, Ghost,” she moaned.

The dildo stabbed deep into me as I licked my lips clean of Lizzy’s delicious juices. My orgasm suddenly erupted. I moaned, throwing back my head. My body quivered, my pussy spasming about the thick dildo. Carla kept rocking back into me, giving me more and more pleasure, prolonging my orgasm.

“For you, Ghost!” I moaned as a second orgasm rippled through me.

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Marybeth Sargant

The end of the dildo pressed against my clit every time Ursula slid down it. I loved using a strap-on to fuck my girlfriend. Especially when she rode me like a cowgirl. Her beautiful thighs pressed against my sides as she slid back up the red dildo, and then she came back down.

Pleasure burned in my clit. I groaned, “Yes, Ursula. Ride me harder!”

“Yeehaw,” she grinned, her hips twisting, swirling the dildo around her pussy. Her heavy tits bounced, my hands reaching up to cup their pillowy softness. I squeezed, my fingers finding her nipples and rolling them between my fingers.

I was so glad the Ghost unthawed Ursula. She once had been the perfect, Christian, young lady, preaching abstinence and quoting scripture. She never liked the way I went around seducing every member of our cheer squad. I just loved licking pussy. And then the Ghost had molested us, and Ursula had come to love my tongue licking through her slit. I owed the Ghost so much. Not only did he give me such pleasure, but he also gave me the love of this hottie.

“Ride me faster, slut!” I groaned. “Let the Ghost see how hot you are with your big titties bouncin’!”

Ursula did, working her pussy up and down that fake cock. The pressure on my clit grew, Ursula grinding the base of the dildo hard into my nub as she worked her hips. I reached out, squeezing those lush melons of hers.

The pleasure swelled inside me. Her juices leaked down the shaft, dripping down to my own hot pussy. I kneaded her tits, loving the way her flesh squeezed through my fingers. Her blonde hair flew about her shoulders. She was so beautiful.

“Keep loving each other!” Deidre called out. “The energy’s building! Feed him more!”

“Yes!” I groaned. “Feel my lust, Ghost! Come back to us!”

My body shuddered. My orgasm erupted through me. My hips thrust up, driving the dildo deep into my girlfriend’s cunt as rapture burned through me. She leaned over, smiling down at me as I gasped and moaned, working her pussy up and down on the dildo.

“Cum, slut!” she grinned, her tits hanging over me, swinging as she fucked me.

“I am! I keep cumming! Keep grinding the dildo into me, baby!”

She moaned, her lips going wide. Her sky-blue eyes squeezed shut. She slammed down on the dildo, moaning and gasping. She called out the Ghost name, sending him her pleasure. I pulled her down, kissing her hard, our bodies trembling as our orgasms washed through each other.

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Marissa Myers

“I have to pee so bad,” my twin sister said, her auburn hair streaked with blonde highlights fell loose about her shoulders. I always braided my auburn hair. That and our tattoos were the only difference between us. I had the rose tattooed on my left tit.

“Then piss in my mouth,” I grinned. “Let’s make this as filthy as possible.”

I planted my mouth over Rhonda May’s shaved cunt, eager to taste my sister’s pee. We both had discovered the joy of waterspouts the night we had been under the spell of the Goddess possessing Darleen Cummings. I suspected the Ghost was responsible for that wild night, summoning the Goddess to control Darleen. It had ended when the police caught us screwing around with this tattoo artist.

I kinda felt bad the tattoo artist died in jail. But it wasn’t my fault the cops caught him enjoying our underage snatch.

“Pee in my mouth,” I moaned, putting that morbid thought aside.

“Here it comes, sister slut!”

The pee splashed hot into my lips, salty and acrid. I slurped it down, the nasty liquid pouring down my throat. More trickled out of my lips, dripping down to my perky tits. My pussy clenched with the depravity of drinking my twin sister’s piss. We were such nasty sluts.

“Oh, my stars!” gasped Lizzy Garfield, the Freshman’s eyes wide, her braces glinting on her white teeth. “You’re pissing in her mouth, Rhonda May.”

“Uh-huh,” my sister moaned. “It’s so hot! We’re going to reach the Ghost with this depravity.”

I kept drinking. My sister bucked her hips, her spray splashing on my face, piss flying everywhere. I inhaled the filthy scent, the hot liquid dripping off my chin. I was going to make her lick me clean for that.

“It’s so nasty though,” Lizzy said.

“That’s what makes it so hot,” my sister answered, shuddering as the last few spurts trickled out.

“It’s the best,” I grinned, pulling away. “I’m such a nasty whore.”

Lizzy pressed her thighs together, shifting her hips. Her blue eyes were wide. She looked so innocent, almost a doll with her pale face framed by black hair. I grabbed her hand, pulling her closer. She trembled, licking her lips.

I leaned in and kissed those sweet lips, letting her get a good taste of my sister’s salty treat.

“Wow,” she whispered. “That’s…different.”

“It’s even better straight form the source,” I grinned. “Why don’t you stretch out on the floor and let me piss in your mouth. That’ll help the Ghost out.”

“I don’t know,” she frowned.

Rhonda May put her arm around the cutie’s shoulders. “You want to do everything to help the Ghost out, right?”

Lizzy nodded.

“Then lie down on the floor and let my sister piss in your mouth.”

I beamed at my twin; she was the best.

“Okay,” Lizzy whispered, her eyes trembling.

“You’ll love it,” I told her as she stretched out on the floor. I straddled her face, lowering my pussy down. “Just relax and open wide.”

Her mouth pressed into my snatch, her tongue taking a quick lick. That felt nice. I shifted, wiggling about until I felt her lips sealed around my urethra. Her tits were nice handfuls, and a squeezed them both, her nipples hardening.

“Here it comes,” I moaned, relaxing my bladder.

She gasped, gargling as my piss flooded out. I groaned, savoring the delicious feel of relieving my bladder into a hottie’s mouth. She swallowed, smacking her lips, my piss splashing against my thighs. I must be spraying her face.

“That’s it,” I groaned. “Drink it down, slut!”

She did, slurping every last drop. I squirmed my pussy about, her tongue licking through my pussy as the last few spurts of piss came out. I loved her tongue exploring my folds, searching for every drop of piss still clinging to my pussy.

I closed my eyes, getting lost in the pleasure her pussy licking generated. I moaned, my hips shifting and—

Something cold wiggled into my asshole.

“What!” I screeched.

“Just lubing you up, sweet sister,” purred my twin.

“That’s some cold lube,” I moaned as her finger worked in and out of my asshole. “What are you shovin’ into my cornhole.”

“This!” She yanked her finger back then shoved something tapered into my ass. My asshole expanded, stretching out as the object grew wider and wider. I groaned, sliding my pussy on Lizzy’s mouth. And then it popped inside me save for a little stem.

“Is that a butt plug?” I groaned, feeling stuffed as Lizzy licked and sucked at my pussy.

“Yep!”

I shuddered, closing my eyes as Lizzy’s tongue and lips explored my pussy, her braces sometimes scraping on my pussy. I shuddered, my orgasm swelling. I had the best sister and together we were going to save the Ghost.

“Cum, slut,” my twin moaned, straddling Lizzy’s stomach and holding me tight, our breasts pressing together. My twin kissed me, then licked to my ear. “Cum on her face. Give the whore a big treat.”

“Yes!” I moaned, shuddering. “Oh, yes!”

My orgasm rippled through me. My juices poured out, flooding Lizzy’s mouth. My twin held me. We were so close. We did everything together.

Together you came into this world
Together shall you depart, arms entwined
Life dedicated to one man
For your love shall you die,
The drink shall be bitter,
But eternity shall be your reward.

The Goddess’s strange prophecy echoed in my ears as bliss burned through me.

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The Ghost of Paris – Astarte’s Domain, The Abyss

Silvery light burned my skin. Astarte’s radiance cooking me.

I spent a quarter of my time in her domain, tormented by her. She owned a quarter of my soul. Lucifer owned the rest. I’m not sure what was worse, burning in fire or burning in starlight. Sometimes Astarte’s touch seemed softer. Sometimes.

It was hard to remember who I was. My real name had faded. I could only cling to one thought: I am the Ghost of Paris.

But it was hard. My torment seemed to last an eternity. I doubt it had even been a week in the mortal world. It was all Astarte’s fault my life had ended so abruptly. She had gleefully told me in detail on how she had set me up the first time I had come before her in Hell, rubbing in her cruelty like a sadist rubs salt into the wound. If I had never made my Pact with her to gain increased sexual staima, I would have been able to control my pecker. Then maybe I wouldn’t have screwed that pink-haired bitch.

And that bitch wouldn’t have executed me.

A woman’s voice called to me in my torment. Then a second. They were faint, but I could almost recognize them. The librarian and the ghost hunter. I remembered fucking them both. More voices reached out to me. All the beautiful women I had loved called to me, begging for my presence.

And then I was lifting up, drifting from my torment, rising through the layers of the Abyss. I was still chained, but my bonds seemed to have a sudden slack. I rose faster, following the sweet sounds of passion, crashing into the real world.

I stepped into an orgy of feminine flesh.

My cock hardened. None of the women noticed me. I was invisible, of course. I knew every piece of ass in the room. I had fucked them all. The Boone cheerleaders, the librarian and her blazing medallion, the twins, and so many more. My cock throbbed. I didn’t know how long my escape from Hell would last, but there was no way I wasn’t going to enjoy myself before I got yanked back.

I saw my favorite bedmate. Heather Pritchard. I grinned and sauntered over.

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Heather Pritchard – Paris, Texas

I was coming down off the amazing orgasm Mindy Taylor had given me with a vibrator. Mindy was off to have more fun. She was the Ghost’s first lover, and proud of it. But I was his favorite. He told me so when he came to my bed at night.

A hand touched my ass. I shuddered, a warmth flushing through me. My lust went into overdrive. I would do whatever that hand wanted. I beamed, throwing a look over my shoulder. There was no one there. But someone was grabbing my ass.

“It’s you!” I called out! “The Ghost is here!”

“How could I keep away from a sweet, young thang like you,” he drawled, his fingers slipping into the crack of my ass. “I got to fuck every purtee thang I can.”

“Fuck me!” I moaned. “I missed you, Ghost!”

He entered me as I bent over. I let him fuck me like the bitch I was. His cock was inside me, filling me up. I groaned, pushing back, my eyes squeezing shut. His cock hammered me, fucking me with that wonderful intensity he always possessed. Nothing was better than being fucked by the Ghost of Pairs.

“It’s the Ghost!” gasped Kelly, one of the cheerleaders. “I can see her pussy gaping open. He’s hammering away at her.

“Course I am,” bellowed the Ghost. “And her cooch is as tight as a banker’s fist grasping a penny. Gonna give her a big ol’ load of my jizz.”

“Yes!” I groaned, hammering my hips back. “Cum in me!”

“Hot damn, but you have an abso-damn-fuckin’-lutely tight cooch!”

The pleasure rippled through me. I screamed out, cumming hard on his wonderful cock. My pussy convulsed about him, my back arching. I was so happy. I was his favorite. He chose me over every other woman in this room.

“Everyone,” Ms. Cheshire, the librarian, called out, her medallion shining light upon us. “Repeat after me! I pledge myself, body and soul, to the devotion of the Ghost of Paris. He is my guiding spirit. The soul that I belong to!”

“I pledge myself,” I moaned, fighting through the pleasure of my orgasm to scream out with the other women, “body and soul, to the devotion of the Ghost of Paris.” White-hot bliss pumped into me, his cock cumming into my pregnant pussy. I wished he could knock me up again. “He is my guiding spirit. The soul that I belong to.”

I felt something inside me change. I felt so connected to him. I was his. I was the Ghost of Paris’s slut. That little bit of me that believed that Mark and Mary Glassners were Gods vanished. I wasn’t under their control anymore.

I was the Ghost’s.

He vanished from my pussy. He didn’t pull out. He just wasn’t in me anymore.

“No!” I cried out, sitting up. “Don’t go.” Tears ran hot down my face. “Come back!”

Ms. Cheshire hugged me, my face burying between her naked breasts, the medallion she wore was warm on my cheek. She rocked me. “It’s all right. This was just the first step for the Cult.”

I sniffed. “The Cult?”

“We’re the Cult of the Ghost now,” she smiled. “We’re all sealed to him. We’re not under any Warlock’s control any longer.”

“They’re not gods,” Ursula gasped. “Oh, Lord, they lied to us. Why did I ever believe ’em?”

“Mark and Mary are just like the Ghost,” Ms. Cheshire said. “They made a pact with the Devil. That’s why we need to save the Ghost. He sold his soul to the Devil and now he’s sufferin’ down in Hell.”

I nodded my head, looking around at the others. “Then we’ll save him.”

Ms. Cheshire smiled down at me, leaning in to give me a kiss on the lips—her lips tasted like pussy.

“But we can’t call ourselves the Cult of the Ghost,” objected Marybeth. “The Theocracy will come down on us if they think we’re still his.”

“That’s why we have to get away.” Ms. Cheshire stood up, staring around. “We’re gonna go to Idaho. I have a ranch out in the mountains. It’ll be safe for a while. Does anyone have any suggests for what we publicly call ourselves?”

“Well, how ’bout we call ourselves the Sapphicists,” Ursula suggested. “Since until we raise the Ghost outta Hell, there ain’t no way none of us are touchin’ ‘nother man. We’re his alone.”

“What does Sapphicists mean?” asked Rhonda May and I nodded my head in agreement.

“Sappho means lesbian,” Ursula answered. “So I reckon Sapphicist is a mighty fine thang to be callin’ ourselves.”

“Yeah,” I nodded, liking the sound of that. “The Sapphicists.

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The Ghost of Paris – Astarte’s Domain, The Abyss

The torment wasn’t quite so bad when I returned to the burning starlight. I had hope. All those wonderful women that I had molested. They all loved me and they wanted me back.

And they were a determined bunch. I was sure they could do it.

To be continued…

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Every god has his day.

THE HONEYMOON CONTINUES

DAY TWO AT THE RESORT

After a wonderful lunch the four of us returned to our room and changed into shorts and tees to wear down to the nude beach. We hooked up the lesbian foursome and the couple Barbara and Jim at the beach. We all sat around chatting but no one discussed the previous night’s activities.

At one point Rita, Erin and Jean went in the ocean for a swim and Joannie decided to join them. They were in for quite awhile when I noticed the Rita and Erin were sitting on a raft in the water and that Jean and Joannie were still in the water but between their heads were between the other girl’s legs. You really could not make out what they were doing but it seemed as if Joannie was eating Erin’s pussy and the Jean was eating Rita’s quim.

“They really look hot don’t they Marla?” Naomi asked me breaking my concentration.

“Are they doing what I think they are doing?” I asked Naomi.

“Most definitely, those horny little cunts Erin and Rita can never get enough,” Naomi replied.

“Well I would put Joannie in that same category,” I said and we both laughed.

Naomi got up displaying her beautiful nude body and asked, “Want to join them?”

“No thanks, I am still recovering from last night and I need a little more rest,” I told her.

“Okay, come on in if you change your mind,” she said and then went in the water and swam out to the other girls.

I lay back in the sun and closed my eyes and thought to myself, “I had more sex in one day then I would have expected for the whole week.” As I lay there I could hear the conversation between Biff, Jerry, Jim and Barbara.

“How are you feeling today, Barbara?” Biff asked her.

“My body aches all over from the pounding it took from you three last night and I feel constipated,” she answered sounding almost annoyed.

Jerry said, “You’ll get used to it. A cum enema will make you feel that way the first few times.”

“Oh and you know how it feels to have a huge dick and three loads of cum in your ass?” Barbara retorted.

“Absolutely, Biff has fucked me in the ass many times with that monster and I admit it took some time to get used to it,” Jerry confessed.

Then Jim asked in disbelief, “Let me get this straight, Biff has fucked you in the ass before?”

“Oh yeah many times and he has fucked my wife Joannie in the ass and my mother Marla in the ass as well. We all love it,” Jerry added.

“So are all of you screwing each other?” asked Barbara in amazement.

“Not only that Marla and Joannie get it on with each other as well. In fact they partied with the lesbian foursome last night while Biff and I were at your place,” Jerry told them.

“Unbelievable and I thought that being with three guys was pushing the limit,” sighed Barbara.

Jim added, “Man that is so hot and so cool. I would love to see Barbara make it with another woman.”

Then Biff chimed in, “Not a problem, why don’t you come over to our place tonight and the six of us will party.”

“No way will I make it with a woman,” Barbara said firmly.

“Oh come on honey I bet you would enjoy it,” Jim pleaded.

Biff added, “Barbara I bet you will enjoy it. Marla had never been with a woman until Joannie and now she loves it. You can always stop if you want no one is going to force you.”

“Oh yeah and I should believe you after you showed your monster cock in my ass last night,” Barbara said with a snicker.

“Well at least party with us and see what happens, I promise you that no one will force you to do anything that you don’t want to,” Biff replied.

“Please dear, can we party with them tonight?” Jim begged.

“Okay but on one condition. I want to see you fuck Jerry in the ass,” Barbara said firmly.

“Deal,” answered Jim.

By then the girls were returning from the water and Joannie plopped down next to us and exclaimed, “Man those girls know how to eat pussy!”

“Hey Joannie,” Jerry called out; “Jim and Barbara are coming over to party with us tonight.

“Cool I am in the mood for some fresh meat,” she said laughingly.

“You are always in the mood,” Biff joked.

So it was set after dinner Jim and Barbara would come to our room to party.

THE AFTER DINNER PARTY

Jim and Barbara arrived later that evening dressed as we had become accustomed wearing shorts and a tee shirt with no underwear. It wasn’t long before we were all naked and fooling around with each other.

‘Remember you have to fuck Jerry in the ass before we do anything else,” Barbara reminded her husband.

Jerry got some gel and lubed up his ass for Jim and got on all fours. Jerry looked over his shoulder and wagged his ass at Jim and said, “Come and get it. Give me a good ride.”

Biff offered encouragement to Jim, “Doesn’t he look just like a girl from behind with his hairless smooth bubble butt. Every time I fuck his ass I think I am fucking a girl’s ass.”

The Biff offered his cock to Jerry who immediately gobbled it up in his mouth. Jim now sporting an erection got behind Jerry and eased his cock into Jerry’s asshole. He looked surprised at how easy it went in and probably how good it felt.

“Do a good job and I will let you fuck me in the ass too,” quipped Joannie. Then she added, “In fact I’ll let you fuck Marla in the ass as well.”

Barbara looked on in amazement as her husband fucked my son in the ass and my son sucked Biff’s big dick as well. Joannie moved over to Barbara sitting on the bed and started stroking her body. Barbara’s nipples stuck out like little dicks from her chest she was so turned on. Joannie then leaned over and took one of Barbara’s nipples in her mouth and rolled it around with her teeth. Barbara was moaning with the tit manipulation.

Jim had really gotten into fucking Jerry’s ass and was now pounding into him. His hips slapped into Jerry’s buttocks impaling him on Jim’s cock. Jim was running his hands all over Jerry’s smooth round ass cheeks as he fucked him.

Every once in awhile Jerry would take his mouth off of Biff’s cock to encourage Jim. “Oh yeah, fuck my ass, fuck it good, I want to feel your cum in my ass, give it to me.”

Joannie stopped sucking Barbara’s tits and dropped to her knees in front of her. She pried a reluctant Barbara’s legs apart to get at her pussy.

“Please don’t,” Barbara whispered.

“It’s not going to hurt, just relax,” Joannie urged and then said to me, “Marla suck her tits she has great nipples.”

I moved over to the bed and sat next to Barbara. I played with her tits and then began to suck her nipples into my mouth. She loved having her nipples sucked and nibbled. The attention to her tits allowed her to relax enough to give Joannie access to her pussy. I knew she was in for a surprise because Joannie was such a good cunt lapper.

The action on the bed with the male threesome and my loving of her tits broke down Barbara’s final barrier. She emitted a very audible gasp when Joannie plunged her tongue into her pussy.

“Oh my God, yes, yes, oh this is going to be a quick one,” Barbara exclaimed!

Just as Barbara’s body rocked with a volcanic orgasm, her husband Jim announced that he was cumming. Barbara and I watched as Jim stiffened and fired his load into my son’s asshole. Jerry then used his ass muscles to milk Jim’s cock dry. Jim shivered as his cock was squeezed in Jerry’s ass and then it slipped from my son’s hole with a trail of cum following it.

Joannie had moved up along side of Barbara and kissed her deeply allowing her to taste her own pussy nectar and then said, “There that wasn’t so bad, see how good you taste?”

Barbara just nodded and then lay back on the bed recovering from her first orgasm with another woman. Biff had not cum so he removed his cock from Jerry’s mouth and walked over to Barbara. He pushed his cock into her pussy slowly as she gasped remembering his size. Biff worked her with long powerful strokes keeping his cock in constant contact with her clit. Barbara was breathing hard as she worked herself up toward another orgasm. Joannie got up on the bed and straddled Barbara’s face lowering her pussy to her mouth.

“Do to me just what I did to you before, eat my pussy, come on get your tongue in there, find my clit,” Joannie kept yelling out instructions.

Biff flooded Barbara’s cunt with cum and she was rocked with another intense orgasm. Barbara screamed into Joannie’s cunt and we only heard the muffled sounds. Barbara was spent and lay still as Joannie dismounted from her face.

“She needs some more training,” Joannie said obviously disappointed in Barbara’s lack of pussy eating experience.

“Come on Marla give me some of your magic,” Joannie urged.

Joannie and I got on the other bed in a 69 position and we began to lap each other’s pussy. We started to finger each other’s assholes as well. Jim was totally turned on by this display of female copulation.

Then I heard Jerry offer, “Jim let’s fuck them in the ass, who do you want, Marla or Joannie?”

Jim in a weak voice said, “Joannie.”

The two of them joined Joannie and I on the bed and my son slipped his cock into my ass as Jim slid his into Joannie’s beautiful bum. Joannie and I were licking each other frantically and chewing on each other’s clit. The anal penetrations only accelerated our orgasms. We both came in each other’s mouth relishing the taste of one another as the cocks filled our asses. Joannie kept right on eating me after my orgasm and I followed suit. We continued to eat each other toward another orgasm when I felt my son spew his load into my ass setting me off again. I squirted my juice all over Joannie’s face. Joannie’s body also rocked in orgasm as she felt me squirt into her mouth and Jim shoot his load into her ass. The four of us lay coupled together for a few minutes until the guys cocks softened and slipped from our asses.

“That was unbelievable,” said a recovered Barbara as she sat next to Biff with his stiff dick in her hand.

“Man that was something,” echoed Jim.

“Just think, Jim you just fucked a husband and wife in the ass the same day,” chuckled Biff.

We all took some time to rest so we had a couple of drinks and chatted for awhile. The guys decided that Jim would fuck my ass next but that I would also be triple fucked. I would experience the pleasure of Biff’s big cock in my pussy while Jim fucked my ass and I sucked my son’s cock.

We got into position and within seconds I had all three cocks in me. Joannie and Barbara sat next to each other on the other bed and watched the four of us get it on. Since the guys had already cum it took longer for them this time. They seemed to pound my three holes forever. I orgasmed countless times before the first of guys lost his load.

My son Jerry was the first to cum filling my mouth with his sweet tasting seed. I sucked it all down not wanting to waste any. I continued to suck on his pecker until it went soft in my mouth. As I nibbled on the cock head my son shivered and pulled away, collapsing on the bed.

Jim was the next to cum filling with ass with his seed. He continued to fuck me moving cum around in my ass as I used my anal muscles to squeeze every drop from his cock. Soon his cock deflated and popped out of my asshole. I could feel his cum trickled down my inner thighs toward my pussy where Biff was pounding my cunt. I was so turned on that I rode his cock like it would be my last fuck ever.

Biff pushed up into me as I crashed down on his body. Then he stiffened and fired a barrage of cum into my womb. I could feel it bouncing off the walls of my vagina and then running back down to coat his cock. He fucked me for a few minutes well after he shot his load bringing me to the brink of an intense orgasm. Then I lost it my body shook with tremors and I felt chills run through me as I had my most spasmodic orgasm ever. I collapsed on Biff’s body and he wrapped his arms around me holding me until my body stopped quivering.

“Are you okay?” Biff asked.

“I think so at least now anyway,” I answered him.

I just lay on top of him and he continued to stroke my body in an effort to comfort me. I felt like I could lay there forever. I thought to myself, “If I never have sex again this was an orgasm to remember.”

Finally we gathered ourselves and sat up. Biff mixed some more drinks and we realized that Joannie and Barbara were gone. We just assumed that they went down to the nude Jacuzzi so we relaxed. It was weird how I had become accustomed to sitting around naked socializing. Here I was with my son, his best friend and a man I just met with all of us naked and sipping cocktails.

Jim wanted to hear our story about how it all started with the four of us. So we each told a part of the story. The story was really a turn-on for Jim and he was amazed at the turn of events leading up to our trip to Jamaica. I noticed that he was getting hard again.

Biff noticed it too, “Everybody up for one round?” he asked.

Biff suggested that I sit on his cock again. Then Jerry would fuck me in the ass this time and Jim would fuck Jerry in the ass. Just describing that got the guys hard and then we were back at it. Biff fucked my pussy, my son fucked my ass and Jim fucked Jerry’s ass. This round really lasted a long time before the guys came again. I was exhausted and just lay on Biff and let him and Jerry do all the work. Eventually Jim came in Jerry’s ass which triggered his orgasm into my ass. Biff finally came into my overused and soaking wet pussy.

“Nice show you guys,” remarked Joannie as she and Barbara returned.

The four of us uncoupled and sat up on the bed and I noticed that Barbara looked exhausted and drained. “Where did you girls go off to?” I asked.

“Well I told you that Barbara needed for training in pussy eating, so I took her over to meet Erin, Rita, Jean and Naomi,” Joannie replied.

Jim said. “I’ll be damned did you get it on with those Lesbos?”

Barbara looked embarrassed and humiliated. She also looked like she was totally out of it. She spoke to Jim, “Can we please go now?”

“I want to hear all about it,” Jim said ignoring her request.

“I’ll tell you about it when we get back to our room, please let’s just go,” Barbara whined.

Jim and Barbara through own their clothes and headed back to their room without saying another word to us.

“Well that must have been quite a session over there,” I said to Joannie.

“You wouldn’t believe it the girls turned Barbara into a wild woman. I think she is embarrassed by everything she did and how much she got into it,” Joannie replied and then went on, “She ate every pussy, she fucked and got fucked with dildos, she was double and triple penetrated, and it was quite a scene. I fill you in on the details over breakfast but right now I’m going to bed.”

We all went to bed and slept soundly that night. In the morning we took showers and Biff fucked me in the shower and Jerry fucked Joannie when they showered. Then we dressed and went down to breakfast.

DAY THREE AT THE RESORT

The four of us were sitting around having our second and third cups of coffee after breakfast. Joannie was telling us what transpired when she and Barbara went over to the lesbian girl’s room.

“Well it wasn’t so much what Barbara did as to how she reacted,” Joannie started off the story. “She really didn’t do much more than Marla and I did the other night. The girls really worked her over at first sucking her tits, nibbling on her sensitive nipples, eating her pussy and rimming her asshole. Barbara had cum so many times that her body was like jelly.”

Joannie continued, “I never expected her to be so vocal she seemed so demure but once she got going there was no stopping her and no shutting her up. We girls took turns fucking her with strap-on dildos and alternated sitting on Barbara’s face. She was coaxed and trained in the art of pussy eating and by the time we were done with her she was an expert and loving it.”

I said, “That’s unbelievable given her first reaction to girl – girl sex.”

I know said Joannie but it gets better, “We then began to double fuck and triple fuck her with strap-on dildos making lick her own cunt juice off the one fresh from her pussy. The most erotic sight was with Rita fucking Barbara’s pussy and Erin fucking Barbara in the ass. Erin’s ass is so hot that I couldn’t leave it alone so I fucked her ass at the same time. Jean and Naomi knelt on either side of the three of us and played with our tits and nipples.”

Biff chimed in, “I would love to fuck Erin in the ass. I just love her shapely bubble butt. Joannie, can you set that up for me?”

Joannie smiled and said, “We’ll see.” Then she went on with the story, “Naomi started talking to Barbara and calling her our slut bitch and our slut whore. Barbara answered back saying that she was a slut and a whore. She yelled out to all of us fuck your slut whore, fuck me in my ass, fuck me in my pussy, let your slut taste your pussy; she was insatiable. Then we really worked her over pounding her pussy and her ass and making her eat our pussies and lick the dildos clean. It was wild.”

“God no wonder she looked so beat up when you got back to the room,” I commented.

“Yeah and that was after she rested for awhile and I had to help her walk back to our room,” Joannie added. “Then on the way back it hit her about what she had done and she felt ashamed and humiliated. I tried to console her but she went into a deep depression which is why she didn’t hang around for awhile.”

“I bet Naomi and the girls are ecstatic with their conquests so far this week. First you and I and then you and Barbara,” I said.

“You bet they are and they are pretty worn out themselves,” Joannie said with a giggle.

“Listen Joannie about Erin, I know you can set it up. Hell she has already had good sized fake cocks in her ass, why not a real one? Tell how great it feels to have your rectum filled with cum and how much better it feels than a fake cock that doesn’t cum.” Biff tried to convince Joannie.

“Okay, okay I’ll work on her but if I am successful you will owe me big time,” replied Joannie.

We finished our coffee and headed back to the room and then down to the nude beach. All of us were really getting tan, darker than we had ever been with absolutely no tan lines. None of the lesbian girls were at the beach yet nor were Jim and Barb. As we were sunning and talking Biff reminded us of the Reggae party tonight on the regular beach.

Then two very effeminate young men walked over to near where we were sitting and sat down. They looked over at us and smiled. It was obvious that they must have just arrived because they still had tan lines and a very light tan. From the back these two looked like young girls with hairless bodies, unblemished skin and shapely legs and asses. They had their hair cut in a page boy style covering the nape of their necks. I could see that Biff was interested in their asses.

The young men started putting suntan lotion on each other almost in a display of eroticism. They were openly gay with very feminine mannerisms and manner of speech. As one put lotion on the other one he glanced over in our direction and noticed Biff’s prowess. He whispered to the other one and then they both looked right at Biff’s meat. I swore they looked like they were starting to get hard. Then they walked toward us and asked if they could join us.

We invited them to sit down and they introduced themselves as Michelle (not Michael) and Brandy (not Brandon). They shared with us that they had just started dating and that this was their first vacation together. When we explained our situation to them they applauded our sexual openness but they were clearly turned on by our arrangement and they both showed hard. Michelle and Brandy had long thin cocks probably about seven inches long and three inches around. “Down boys, nudity on the beach is okay but no display of sex allowed,” Biff cautioned.

Both boys grabbed their cocks and Brandy said, “I hate when it does that.” Then he and Michelle giggled.

“No sex on the beach huh, what do you call all the pussy eating that took place on the raft yesterday,” laughed Joannie. Then she told Michelle and Brandy about the gay girls we hooked up with.

“You guys are so cool,” remarked Michelle. “Let’s get something to drink Brandy, do you guys want anything?” he asked.

“I’ll go with you,” Jerry said and jumped up, his prick semi-hard.

The three of them walked over to the nude bar and I noticed that the three of them fondled each other’s asses as they made their way across the sand. There was no one at the bar yet so the three of them hung out by themselves talking and drinking.

Joannie and Biff went for a swim and I walked over to the bar to get something to drink. I didn’t see Jerry and the young men and I didn’t have a clue where they went. I got a drink and decided to head over to the nude Jacuzzi. As I approached I saw Jerry, Brandy and Michelle in the Jacuzzi. Brandy was on one side of Jerry and Michelle was on the other side. Brandy and Michelle each held one of my son’s ass cheeks in their hand and fondled his chest and nipples with the other. Jerry was stroking both of their thin long hard cocks.

As I stood and watched them I reflected on my first voyeurism when I spied on Jerry and Biff. Brandy sat on the edge of the Jacuzzi and Jerry leaned over to take his cock in his mouth. Michelle got behind Jerry and slipped his cock into Jerry’s ass. Michelle also reached around to stroke Jerry’s cock. It wasn’t long before Brandy came in Jerry’s mouth and Michelle came in Jerry’s ass. Jerry in turn shot his load in the Jacuzzi water. They cleaned off their cocks with the Jacuzzi water and headed back toward the bar. I hurried back to my place on the beach and awaited their return. The three of them walked back and sat down as if nothing had transpired between them.

“Did you enjoy your visit with each other,” I asked.

“Immensely, Jerry is wonderful company,” Brandy replied.

Jerry looked toward the water and saw Biff sitting on the raft with Joannie’s head bobbing up and down between his legs and he said aloud, “Looks like Biff is getting his pipes cleaned.”

We all looked out toward them and all though we really couldn’t see that well it was obvious that Biff was getting one of Joannie’s signature blow jobs. She must have been at it for awhile because soon after we spotted them they changed positions. Joannie got upon the raft and spread her legs and Biff got in the water and put his head between her legs, obviously eating her pussy.

“God I am getting hot again,” remarked Brandy.

“Let’s swim out to the raft when they are done,” offered Michelle.

“Do you want to come, Jerry,” asked Brandy.

“Sure I wouldn’t miss it,” my son replied.

After Joannie and Biff were done getting each other off they made their way back to shore. As they swam back Jerry, Michelle and Brandy headed out to the raft. Joannie and Biff plopped down in their chairs.

“Well it looked like you two were having fun,” I teased.

“Was it that obvious from here,” Biff asked.

“Well you really can’t see anything except your positions and your bobbing heads, but it was somewhat obvious,” I said smiling. “Now the boys are heading out there.”

While the three of them were out to the raft I told Biff and Joannie what I had witnessed. They weren’t surprised that Jerry got it on with them they were just surprised how quickly it happened.

“They are both very pretty boys,” Joannie admitted and then asked, “Are you going to fuck them Biff?”

“Well see, right now I’m not in the mood but maybe sometime this week if the situation presents itself. Right now I can’t get Erin’s ass out of my mind,” Biff responded.

The three of watched as Michelle and Brandy sat on the raft and Jerry was in the water. It looked he was moving to one cock and then the other until they both shot their wads in his mouth. Then Jerry was on the raft and Brandy and Michelle were in the water taking turns sucking Jerry’s cock. It appeared that after he came in one of their mouths that they kissed each other sharing my son’s cum. Shortly afterward they made their way back to the beach and their chairs. I thought to myself, “You need to get some binoculars.”

“Well it looks as if you three are getting along,” I teased them.

“Yeah you two have cum stains on your face,” laughed Joannie.

“Joannie you shit,” cried Jerry.

We all laughed and settled in to talk again. After awhile we decided to go and get some lunch and agreed to meet back at the beach after we ate. When we returned after lunch we were joined by Michelle and Brandy as well as the lesbian girls. Naomi told us that Jim and Barbara let the island and went home early. Apparently Barbara couldn’t bear to face anyone after the sex marathon last night.

Our conversation then turned back to sex. Naomi asked Biff and Jerry how they got started and when did Joannie enter the picture. Both Michelle and Brandy pulled their chairs in closer to hear Biff and Jerry tell their story. We all put our chairs in a circle and we made quite a group the family foursome, the lesbian foursome and the gay duo. We were all beautiful people that shared their sex stories with each other.

Biff started the story, “Well Jerry and I were roommates in college. By the time I had entered college I had already fucked my share of asses both boys and girls. Jerry and I hit it off and we started hanging out together and we double dated a lot. Sometimes it worked out that one of us would not have a date and we fucked the same girl.”

Jerry added, “Yeah, the one girl Marilyn we fucked for a long time. She loved to be double fucked all the time. She loved it in the ass and we fucked her in a lot of different positions. She was experimental too and she was the one who got me into anal sex.”

Now Naomi, Jean, Rita and Erin were really listening, “Tell us what happened?” asked an excited Erin.

Jerry went on, “Well one night Biff was out with a date and Marilyn and I were back at our room fucking. She brought along a good sized dildo to use on her pussy while I fucked her in the ass. Marilyn had fingered my ass before when she sucked my cock and it felt pretty good but now she wanted to fuck my ass with the dildo as she sucked my dick. I went along with it and she gradually worked the whole dildo into my ass as she gave me a mind boggling blow job.”

Then Biff jumped in, “It gets better. I came back to the room with a set of blue balls after having been shot down on my date. I walk in the room and here is Jerry on his hands and knees with Marilyn fucking him in the ass with a strap-on dildo. Up to then I had never thought about Jerry sexually although I always admired his ass. When Marilyn saw me see smiled and yelled out look who is home and then asked Jerry if he was ready for the real deal.”

“I had always been secretly attracted toward Biff and I had always admired his big cock but I had never thought about us getting it on until then,” Jerry said and then continued, “Marilyn told Biff to get over here and fuck my ass and then I repeated it asking Biff to fuck me. Biff took off all of his clothes and his big dick was fully erect. He knelt down behind me and eased his cock into my ass.”

Biff added, “Marilyn pulled the good sized dildo out of his ass and then handed me some lube for my cock. I greased it up good and then pushed it into Jerry’s ass. Marilyn had broken him in very well and my cock went in easily. I really started to get into it and I started fucking his hot ass with long deliberate strokes. It was the first time I really looked at Jerry’s ass with a desire to fuck it. I molded his shapely cheeks in my hands as I fucked him.”

Jerry said excitedly, “I couldn’t believe that I was able to take that ass buster but I did I loved it. I was hooked on butt fucking from that moment on. Marilyn had slipped under me and took my cock in her mouth and I leaned over her body to eat her pussy as Biff continued to butt fuck me.”

“I knew I wasn’t going to last very long and when Marilyn licked my balls, I shot my wad into Jerry’s ass,” Biff added.

“Oh man what a load it was Biff just seemed to keep cumming and cumming. I could feel cum bounce off my bowels and fill my rectum. It was backing out over Biff’s cock and running down my legs over my own balls. Marilyn lick up Biff’s cum and went back to sucking my cock and then I came in her mouth,” Jerry told us. Then Biff continued, “It was wild and when I removed my softening dick from Jerry’s ass it made a loud popping sound and then a large wad of cum hit Marilyn in the face. Marilyn gobbled up my cock in her mouth and sucked me dry. I sat back on the floor with my back against the couch and Marilyn continued sucking my cock. I started to get hard again and I thought I would cum in her mouth next.”

“But Marilyn had something else in mind and she told me to come closer and watch her suck Biff’s cock. I moved closer and then she took her mouth of off his dick and told me to try it. I took hold of it and began to lick the head and then eventually took it in my mouth. Biff groaned so I new I was doing a good job which turned me on and now I was anxious for him to cum in my mouth. I kept sucking him deeper and deeper tasting my gag line and I was proud of how much of his cock I could handle. Marilyn got behind me and fucked my ass again with her dildo until Biff blasted his load in my mouth. I swallowed every drop and I loved it.” Jerry said excitedly.

Jerry had gotten a hard-on telling the story and when I looked around everyone appeared sexually aroused. I knew I was and then I noticed Michelle and Brandy with a hand on the other’s erect cock. If we had been allowed I am sure that an orgy would have started right there on the nude beach.

Jerry finished the story, “That’s how it started and since then I have been hooked on Biff’s cock. We continued to date girls and fuck them together. Marilyn was always available when we wanted as well. I met Joannie later in our senior year and we started to date. She is insatiable as we all know so I introduced Biff into our relationship. But that story can wait for another day.”

“I’ll say I don’t think I can listen to another story,” Rita said, “I am so fucking hot right now does anyone want to eat my pussy?” she joked.

In response every hand but Michelle and Brandy went into the air and we all laughed.

“I think we all need a swim to cool off,” suggested Naomi.

Everyone headed for the water and let the cool ocean bring their body temperatures back down. We eventually returned to our chairs and conversations.

“So Brandy and Michelle are you into anal sex or just oral?” Naomi blatantly asked them.

They smiled without embarrassment and answered, “Yes we are into anal big time and we do like group action.”

“Have you guys ever been butt fucked with dildos like Jerry was?” Naomi continued her questioning.

“No but it sounds erotic,” replied Brandy and Michelle nodded in agreement.

“We have dildos with us which Joannie and Marla can testify to. Would you two like some of us to fuck your asses with our fake cocks?” Naomi asked in a very sultry tone and then added, “I think that would be hot don’t you, gay guys getting fucked by lesbians?”

“It sounds delicious and it would be even better if we had some real cocks for our mouths,” Michelle answered this time and then hugged Brandy as they giggled.

“How about it Jerry and Biff are you two willing to help out?” Naomi teased.

Jerry was first to answer, “You bet I am.”

Then Biff replied, “I think we can work something out. I’ll play along if I can fuck Erin in the ass.”

Naomi was now on the defensive, “Well I don’t know about that,” she said as she looked toward Erin who was shaking her head “No”.

Then Joannie went over to kneel next to Erin’s chair and began to whisper in her ear. Erin stopped shaking her head and listened to whatever Joannie was telling her. Erin then nodded a yes to Joannie and Joannie smiled and kissed her.

Erin then sheepishly said, “I’ll do it,” Shocking the other lesbian girls with her agreement. Then she added, “What’s the big deal it’s not like I’m an anal virgin.”

Naomi then said, “Well then it’s a date. How about after the Reggae party tonight we all meet back at our room? It is our last night on the resort so let’s really party tonight.”

Everyone agreed and I thought to myself, “This is going to get very interesting tonight.” I also made a mental note to get Naomi’s address so that we could stay in touch and maybe meet at the resort again in the future.

Cont…..

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I’m a 34 yr. old man dating a 38 yr. old woman with a 19 yr. old daughter, still living at home and a 16 yr. old nephew that stays with her on most weekends and during breaks from school. I went over one Saturday about a month ago and just let myself in as was usual as I’ve been dating Melissa for about 8 months now and was under the impression that I was expected.
I walked through the kitchen and not seeing anyone started to make my way into the living room. As I was about to step across the threshold, I heard a moan escape someone’s lips that turned into an, “Oohhh shit Aunt Mel!” Hearing that should have prepared me for what I was about to see, but needless to say my jaw still dropped when I rounded the partition wall and saw reflected in the mirror my girlfriend kneeling in front of her nephew running her tongue up and down the length of his cock. Now, I’m not small, I have a good 8 inches, but this kid had to be packing about 6 1/2 inches himself.
As I stood there, slackjawed and dumbfounded not knowing whether to raise hell or quietly slip out, I realised my own cock had stiffened watching Melissa lick her teenage nephews cocklike her favorite popsicle and only snapped out of it when she finally took him wholly in her mouth and he released another,
“Aahhh man!” (Or it might have been Amen as I was a bit entranced when it happened) But I found myself sticking around to watch desptie my earlier reaction. I stuck around for another 5 or 6 minutes watching my girlfriends head bob up and down on his young cock, before finally deciding to leave. As I turned though I heard, “Aunt Mel, I’m gonna cuummm!” I looked back just as he went into full convulsions thrusting his hips into her eager mouth. The kid must have cum a full gallon because she kept swallowing for several seconds and being the pro cock sucker she is not missing a drop.
After watching this display I quietly let myself out and started making my way home to contemplate how I was going to contemplate this. But first thing on my mind was handling my own aching hard-on. I hadn’t gotten more than a couple blocks away when my cell phone rang. “I thought you were coming over.” she said. I had to pull over to talk as I was having a horrible time thinking of what to say, so I tried playing dumb. “I just haven’t made it over yet.” “Oh, ok.” she said with a hint of disbelief in her voice. “Well, when are you coming?” “I don’t think I’ll be able to make it today.” I told her, still unsure of what to do or say. With more than a little disappointment in her voice she asked, “Didn’t you like the show I put on for you?” What the fuck?, I thought but still didn’t let on. “Huh?” was the only response I could muster. “I thought you’d enjoy it, you’re always talking about wanting to see me with someone else.” Ih ad said that many times but never imagined it’d be with her nephew. “I just never thought…..” At this she started laughing, “I told you when we started dating that I came from a wild family!” She then proceeded to tell me that this was a bit of a tradition in her family, how her Aunt and Uncle, then her Mother had initiated her and her brother when she was about 12. How she had given Shawn his first blowjob on his 13th birthday and took his virginity on his 14th. And how she first engaged her daughter Crystal in mutual masturbation when she was 12 and had turned her into a master pussy eater within 4 months and watched her brother fuck her when she turned 13.
By the time she finished I was pouring sweat and my cock felt like it was going to burst through my pants. I sat there for what seemed like forever when she asked, “I”ve completely freaked you out haven’t I?” “I understand if you don’t want to see me anymore but PLEASE don’t tell anyone!!” “Truth is, I don’t think I’ve been more turned on in all my life.” “Really?” she asked with a bit of mischief in her voice. “Was there anything you would have liked me to do different?” “Well, I’d liked to see him cum on your face or tits like I usually do.” “I usually just have him do that when we fuck, but if you wanna come over now you can cum all over me if you want!” I told her that I was turning around right then but that it would be a definite quickie as I was about to explode already. “That’s ok,” she said, “Shawn just left for a while and Crystal won’t be home for bout an hour, IF you think you’re ready to see that.” “I’m sure I will be by the time she gets there.” I said.
When I walked in the door she met me with a passionate kiss. Then dropped another bomb. “Slight change of plans.” She then proceeded to strip me down and bind my hands behind me before sitting me on the couch. “This is so you don’t get yourself off before I’m ready.” She then explained that she wanted to time my blowjob with Crystals arrival like she had timed Shawn’s with mine. She wasted no time in stripping off her own clothes and teasing me to damn near the breaking point. She started by rubbing her foot along my thigh. I warned her that if she didn’t want me to cum just yet not to touch my cock. She just grinned ear to ear and told me, “I know what I’m doing.” She then stood on the couch and lowered her nearly hairless cunt just inches from my face. She began making grinding motions towards me so that I could smell and nearly taste her sweetness.
Trying to keep from just knocking her over and forcing my cock on her somehow I asked, “So ummm, Crystal and Shawn, do they…” She laughed at this and lowered herself a little further sothat her (albeit a little saggy but still beautiful) 34B tits and raven-black hair were in my face and her cunt hovered barely above my cock. Still laughing a little she said, “He had her bent over the kitchen sink when I came in for breakfast this morning, she said she just needed a little before work.” Then with her feet on the floor she kneeled in front of me and said, “I wish she’d hurry so I can put your cock in my mouth.” “That makes 3 of us, you, me, and my cock.” I replied. She then lowered her mouth so close that I could feel her breath on the head of my dick. She then raised up and gave me a peck on the cheek. “Be right back.” I know she was only torturing me because she was gone for nearly 10 minutes for what should have taken 10 seconds.
When she came back she had both hands behind her back. “I’m giving you one out, if you’re sure you’re ready to see me with Crystal and can wait for her to get home, we’ll keep this up. If not tell me and I’ll suck you off right now.” “No I can take it.” Which felt like a lie. She pulled out her left hand with a phone in it. She called her daughter and after asking her how long she’d be said, “Good. Scott’s here for a family meeting.” With a wink to me. She smiled and said, “Even better.” “She said she was planning on making a few stops on the way home but it wasn’t anything that couldn’t wait and she’d be here in about 15 minutes.” Then she sat in the floor and spread her legs before revealing a vibrator in her right hand. “In the meantime…..” I was helpless to watch while she ran the shiny gold toy up her slit to her enormous clit. Melissa always had a large clit which made for some very intense orgasms, but like my cock I’d never seen it swelled like this before. It didn’t take long for what seemed to be several orgasms caused her body to vibrate and her cunt to leave a rather large puddle on the tile floor. She looked like she was ready to give out but then stuck the tip of the vibrator in her slick hole while she laid all the way back and at first slowly, then with more force with each thrust began to fuck herself furiously with the toy. Her heavy breathing and moans became cries of pure ecstacy as another wave of orgasms took her and another flood spilled onto the floor. Her body shook so much I thought she would faint. And her screams became so loud we almost didn’t hear Crystal’s car door shut.
With seemingly renewed energy, she leapt towards me and unbound my hands. With her hands still holding my wrists, she put her face nose to nose with mine and through her labored breathing whispered, “Soon.” Gone were her playful smiles, replaced by a look of pure lust. As soon as the kitchen door closed Melissa called out, “In here sweetie.” I turned to see Crystal with the same look on her face as her Mothers biting her lower lip standing next to the same wall from where I watched Melissa suck the cum from her nephew’s cock not an hour before. As I looked at this gorgeous 19 yr. old girl I felt Melissa’s mouth engulf nearly all my cock at once. I turned back just as she brought her head up and took it all on the second try. As I had promised her earlier it wasn’t long, maybe 8 or 9 trips up and down my shaft before I announced, “Now baby!” She removed her mouth from me, just as the first massive shot hit right below her nose. The second and third hit her lips and cheeks, while she opened her mouth for the next couple swallowing some and allowing the rest to drip down her chin where it mingled with the last shots and dripped down onto her chest. She got up off her knees and after another deep kiss sat next to me spreading her legs. She then looked at her daughter and told her, “Now sweetie, come clean Mommy up.”
Crystal started walking towards the couch leaving a trail of clothes behind her. And as she stood naked in front of her Mother in all her glory, I had never really noticed before just how much they looked alike. Except for Crystal’s hair having a few blonde streaks, and her tits being more perky and a bit larger, (I’ve since learned they’re 36C) and standing a little taller, (Melissa is 5’3″ Crystal is 5’5″) they could be sisters.
She knelt in front of her Mother, and used her right hand to caress Melissa’s neck before leaning in and seperating her lips with her tongue and delivering the most erotic kiss I’d ever witnessed. When their lips parted a string of my cum dangled between them until Crystal stuck her tongue out to bring it in. Then using it like a sponge, she began licking and sucking on Melissa’s face and tits until she had consumed every last drop. Then looking over at me with a smile, began kissing her slowly down her chest to her belly taking a moment to run her tongued around the belly button before taking her clit between her lips and tugging on it several times then sticking her tongue deep into the very pussy that had birthed her 19 yrs. before.
Melissa leaned her head back and through biting her lower lip let out a moan that said more than words could. I watched while she ran her fingers through her baby’s hair grinding her hips against her face and with her other hand began to rub her clit so hard I was waiting for it to burst into flames.. After about 5 minutes of Crystal orally probing her pussy and her own clit stimulation Melissa let out a cry of, “Oohhh honey…honeyyy!!” The convulsions in her body and thrusting of her hips as she pu;;ed Crystal’s face deeper into her told the tale. After the orgasm ceased Crystal stayed buried in her Mom’s cunt for another few seconds, making sure every drop was taken in. “Just like a good little girl.”

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What can I say I wanna fuck MC

Miranda Cosgrove unhooked her seat once the plane was in the air. With a quick, yet full motion, she smoothed her wrinkled dress over her flat belly. The young TV star was not at all disturbed that her short dress left most of her tanned, slender thighs bare in fact she let it slide up a little higher.

Miranda was on her way to LA to meet with the sexy Anne Hathaway. The night before Miranda had downloaded all of the up skirt Anne Hathaway pics that had just hit the internet. There it was for the whole world to see, Ann Hathaway’s lovely cunt. Miranda was so hot from seeing Anne exposed she rubbed her young pussy until she creamed all over her satin sheets.

Miranda was turned on by the idea of having her own up skirt experience. She was been quite aware that her dress had worked up her hips so that more than one pair of eyes had rested upon her partly exposed panties. Two of those eyes, belonged to a very pretty flight attendant, who had stared long enough for Miranda to part her lovely legs to give her a better view of her see through panties. Miranda of course was clean shaven so the lovely Sindy, the flight attendant got quite a view.

“You are even lovelier than you are on TV,” Sindy sighed.

“Then why don’t you bring me a vodka and orange and maybe I can show you something really hot.” Miranda flashed the flight attendant her sexiest smile.

“Aren’t you underage…I’ll have to serve that drink in the flight attendant washroom. You will follow me won’t you Miranda?”

“Absolutely, Sindy.” Miranda said licking her lips.

Miranda waited and followed Sindy into the washroom at the front of the plane, a few minutes after she had entered Miranda was surprised at how roomy it was.

Sindy was sprawled on the counter, her legs very wide, the tight crotch band of her panties molding the sweetness of her cunt, her pussy lips outlined. Her dress had been pulled to her small waist, and she slumped with her hands at her hips, breathing raggedly as she waited for Miranda.

The flight attendants’ eyes were alive with passion as she looked at Miranda, “Fuck you are the sexiest young girl on TV, I love watching iCarly with my 9 year old niece, on my lap, feeling her hot little as rub against my clit. And all the time I’m thinking, fuck I want Miranda. “

Miranda lifted her hands and pressed the heated inner thighs against her face as she looked up at Sindy. The attendent’s dark auburn hair seemed to have coppery highlights, and her moist lips were parted slightly. Miranda moved her palms up and down her thighs. Miranda saw the fine hairs on the Sindy’s thighs up near the tight panties. It was not surprising to Miranda that she felt a tingling heat inside her own pussy.

Her fingers, caressing the slim thighs, traced the edge of the lacy panties.

“Sindy,” she murmured.

“Miranda,” came a soft, throaty reply.

“Do you ever touch your little niece…” Miranda said suddenly placing her head between the Sindy’s thighs, kissing halfway up from a dimpled knee.

“Oh yes, Miranda, I show with her, and I rub her puffy little cunt till she creams all over my hand…” Sindy was breathing hard now.

The flesh was hot, but Miranda had not expected the sugary taste of Sindy’s thigh. “Oh fuck that is hot …and ohhh, you’re sweet, Sindy!”

Miranda felt Sindy’s exquisite thigh quiver beneath her lips, and she kissed it again. This time, Miranda parted her lips and sucked very gently on the flesh, sliding her tongue back and forth. Her hands, tracing the edges of Sindy’s panties, slipped underneath to cup the succulent cheeks of her tight ass. The celebrity felt Sindy’s asscheeks writhing in her palms, and she squeezed into the taut, yet softy flesh. Sindy moaned softly, wiggling her ass slowly.

Even though Sindy’s features were twisted now with passion, there was no mistaking this young twenty-something was hot. Her blue eyes were wide set, and she had a fine, straight nose. Those parted lips were pouting in a sensual way. The long, graceful neck was creamy, and a pulse could be seen beating there. Beneath the light uniform blouse rose a pair of firm tits that made Miranda’s mouth water. Sindy’s tits rose now, swiftly, as Sindy breathed with eager passion.

Miranda fondled Sindy’s writhing ass, feeling those warm thighs scissor lightly, urgently. She inhaled a clean, fresh scent that came from Sindy, and it caused her own breath to quicken. The twitching of her cunt was becoming more pronounced, the crotch of her panties almost soaked. She lowered her gaze between Sindy’s thighs. She saw the slight mound of Sindy’s cunt and her cunt hair.

And Sindy’s panties were moist.

They were wet where the fabric was sucked into the flight attendant’s cunt lips.

Miranda licked her lips, turned her mouth toward a creamy thigh, snaking her tongue out. She licked at the sugary sweet thigh flesh, running her tongue up… up… to the lacy edges of Sindy’s panties.

A shudder went through Miranda.

Longed to feel the softness of this hot cunt, and taste the sweetness of a silky haired pussy. Miranda closed her eyes and pressed her lips against the moist heat of Sindy’s panties. She felt the wetness against her lips as she kissed, at first gently, then with more pressure.

Something burned deep within her own cunt, and her clit was painfully swollen. She wanted to adjust her panties, but she didn’t want to turn loose of Sindy’s tight ass. Those asscheeks seemed to fit perfectly in her palms, and the heat against her hands was exciting.

With her mouth pressed against Sindy’s panties, Miranda began to whimper. The sound of her whimpers were those of a deep, fiery desire… a desire to kiss, to taste, to suck, to lick…
Her tongue slithered from her mouth and worked up and down pushing the panties deep into Sindy’s cunt slit. Miranda tasted the juices of Sindy’s cunt as they seeped through the lacy crotch panel. She dug her fingers into Sindy’s ass, then opened her mouth as wide as she could. Miranda began to suck.

“Oooooh, Miranda!” Sindy mewled, grinding her cunt tighter, arching hard. “Oh, Miranda!”

Miranda’s hands began to move, fondling the roundness of Sindy’s ass, but her mouth remained upon the crotch of those tight panties. As her tongue licked up and down, her fingers traced the outline of Sindy’s delightful ass, finding the crack between them, the creases where they joined her exquisitely long thighs.

The heat of those creamy inner thighs against her face and the moistness of Sindy’s panties against her mouth and tongue flooded Miranda’s senses with an erotic sensation unlike any she had ever known.

Snaking a finger under Sindy’s ass, Miranda hooked it into the crotch of her panties, pulling it aside. Drawing back, but keeping her cheek rubbing against Sindy’s soft inner thigh, she gazed at what she had revealed.

Sindy’s cunt was quivering. She could see the puffiness of those pussy lips as they throbbed. The tip of Sindy’s clit rose up, tiny and exquisite, glistening with pussy moisture. The silky cunt hair was thick at the top, thinning out along her cunt lips, then tucking neatly into the crack of Sindy’s ass.

With a sob of desire, Miranda moved her face close, her long tongue protruding. She slipped the tip of her tongue along the hairy lip, then brought it across, lightly brushing the tip of Sindy’s throbbing clit. Miranda heard Sindy hiss hotly and felt her ass cheek tighten.

Still holding the crotch of Sindy’s panties to one side, Miranda ran her tongue very slowly down the wet slit of the girl’s cunt, tasting the slippery moisture. Dragging her tongue up the slit once more, she twirled around and around Sindy’s sensitive clit, causing Sindy to whimper and jerk her hips upward. The motion of Sindy’s hips coming up so suddenly caused Miranda’s tongue to slither into her cunt hole. For a moment Miranda was unable to breathe. She felt the tight heat of Sindy’s cunt lips gripping her long tongue, and with a soft moan, Miranda plunged her tongue deep.
Sindy wailed and closed her thighs tight about Miranda’s face, clutching the back of her head. Miranda, with her tongue penetrating a very sweet-tasting cunt, stared up into Sindy’s hot eyes. Teasingly Miranda withdrew her tongue, then thrust it back into the boiling wet heat once more. Before she was fully aware of it, Miranda was tongue fucking the squirming attendent enthusiastically, plunging her tongue back and forth as she pressed her open mouth against those puffy lips. The crotch of Sindy’s panties were now held to one side, and Miranda clutched Sindy’s ass.

Miranda felt elated, ecstatic, now that her tongue was moving back and forth inside this delicious cunt. It was as sweet, very hot, very wet. Sindy’s cunt was so wet that Miranda’s cheeks became slippery. She lifted Sindy’s hips, pressing her mouth as tight as she could, thrilling to the feel of silky cunt hairs against her nose. Sindy was whimpering loudly now, churning her cunt against Miranda’s face, grinding her clit against the young star’s face.. Miranda darted her tongue very deep, wiggling it against the velvety wet walls of Sindy’s cunt, her fingers squeezing the tight, springy cheeks of the sexy flight attendant’s thrashing ass.

Miranda’s cunt seemed to be boiling. She wanted desperately to have a hand on her pussy, rubbing it, feeling it, caressing her swollen clit. But she wanted to cling to Sindy’s ass, too. She pulled Sindy’s cunt very tight against her mouth, her tongue darting now fucking Sindy’s cunt with ecstasy.

With her mouth wide open against Sindy’s puffy pussy lips, juices seeped into Miranda’s mouth. She swallowed with wet, gurgling pleasure, keeping her tongue driving in and out of the Sindy’s clasping cunt.

Miranda’s cunt spasmed, contracting into tight orgasm as she felt Sindy’s cunt lips sucking at her tongue. Her mind was reeling and she could no longer see, her vision becoming hazy with passion that was ripping through her.

Feeling those creamy, slender thighs scissoring excitedly against her face, Miranda felt her orgasm increase, and then she had another cum saturating her panties and dripping down her lovely legs.. Miranda had never enjoyed two orgasms in a row before, and she was surprised. A grunt came from her as the second orgasm burned like wildfire between her thighs. She slammed her tongue swiftly in and out of Sindy’s pussy.
“Ooooh, Miranda!” Sindy yelped. “I’m about to… oh, you’re gonna make… I’m gonna come, Miranda!”

Hardly had the words come from Sindy when Miranda felt those succulent cunt lips tightening around her tongue. The way Sindy’s cunt drew at her tongue was amazing. The strength of this sweet cunt surprised Miranda. The juices within Sindy’s pussy seemed to increase, and Miranda’s throat worked to swallow. She had no idea that a cunt could become so juicy.
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The spasms within her cunt increased to the point where Miranda was moaning into Sindy’s pussy, her eyes closing as ecstasy burned at her nerves.

Reluctant now to remove her mouth, Miranda kept it pressed tightly against Sindy’s cunt until the spasms stopped.

Then she drew back, gazing at the fuzzy cunt she had just tongue fucked. It still looked succulent, sugary, and beautiful.

“Ooooh, Miranda!” Sindy whimpered, her tits rising and falling as she struggled to breathe. “Ohhh, that was so good!”
Miranda pressed her cunt-wet lips against an inner thigh, kissing it tenderly. She wanted to tell Sindy that she had never done anything like this before, being a celebrity

“You’ve done this before, honey?”

“Once,” Sindy answered. “It was good, but not as good as this time. Oh Miranda we will be landing soon. You have to get back to your seat. ”

Miranda smiled and pulled herself together, “You don’t have any hidden camera’s in here do you?” the young star said, joking.

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Hi everyone. This is the second part of the story.. Hope you guys enjoy iy

I was enjoying myself in America. I’ve gotten even closer to Julie. I’ve met some of my friends, visited some theme parks, but most of all I enjoyed having sex with Julie, Aunt Lynn and uncle greg. It was only last Thursday night that I enjoyed my first time with them. It was 2 nights ago that I enjoyed my second experience. But now, however, I was having a sense of guilt. I was technically cheating on my girlfriend, Hope, with Julie. See, Hope is also 17 and she has bright blue eyes and long brown hair. Like me, she is also an athletic person and around 5’9″ I’ve already had sex with her a few times which simply complicates matter worse for me. I decided to confront Julie about this and hopefully, try to come up with a solution.

Julie went out with some of her friends that day while my aunt was at work and my mom, sisters, dad and uncle Greg when shopping. I opted to stay at home and watch tv as I hated shopping.

While I was watching tv, I had a phone call. And I was quite surprise to realize that Hope was the one calling me as I told her to whatsapp me. Regardless, I answered the call.

“Hey James! I miss you”

“Hey Hope! Is there something important? Overseas calls are always expensive”

“That’s the thing. I got a surprise for you. I’m also in New York! And I think the hotel where I’m staying is near your Aunt’s house”

“Wait. Why are you even in America?”

“A family friend is getting married here next week. So I came here with my parents. Anyways, can we meet up? Like today if you’re not doing anything?”

“Ok. Let me check with my parents and I’ll call you back”

“Okay sweetie love you”

“Love you too”

I told my parents that Hope was here and that I was going to meet her. I ran to my room to put on a fresh pair of clothes as I grabbed my wallet and the keys. Just I was about to leave, Julie walks in. I told her everything that was happening and that I’m meeting Hope soon. Since I was running late and did not know where the hotel was, Julie offered to give me a lift in her car which I accepted.

Apparently, the hotel she was staying in was around a 20mins drive from the house. Julie dropped me off in the hotel and told me that everyone else are only expected to be home after 11pm and some directions to get home. I thanked her as I left to meet Hope.

I waited some time in the lobby for Hope to arrive. But when she did, she looked really hot. She wore a black mini skirt and a white spaghetti top and carried a courier bag. I kissed her on the cheek and we headed out of the hotel and started walking towards a nearby mall. To be honest, I really missed Hope over the past few weeks which is why I was really happy to see her again. She told me that me that her family friend was getting married at the end of this week and that she was leaving the following week. Her parents were spending the day with their soon to be married friend which means that I had almost the whole day with Hope.

I generally hate shopping. But shopping with Hope is completely different as she tries to make something she sees or do funny. We shopped till it was 4pm and decided to retire back at aunt Lynn’s house.

Back at the house, I introduced Julie to Hope and they both started to get along really well. They were practically picking up one item at a time from all the bags that we got from shopping and started talking about how cute it was, etc. Just then, Julie suggested the idea of swimming in the pool in the backyard which I had no objections too. However, Hope did not bing along her swimwear so Julie decided to lend her one of her.

As predicted, I changed into my swim shorts the fastest and waited for he girls in the hall while watching some tv. Soon both of them came walking down giggling and whispering about something. Both of them were wearing white robes which I guessed one of it was the one Julie was wearing last Thursday night. I switched off the tv and the 3 of us walked to the backyard.

I entered the pool first while Julie and Hope were still giggling and staring at me which was starting to bother me. But then the both of them removed their robes to reveal their bikinis under it. Julie was wearing a plain yellow bikini while Hope was wearing a nice white and purple horizontal striped bikini. But without a doubt, they both looked extremely hot and I soon found myself having an erection. I decided to swim around hoping that it will die down as it would be really obvious to see while wearing swim shorts.

Soon my erection died down and Julie and Hope both dipped into the pool. We were having a great time splashing water at each other while having a laugh at jokes and other stuff we talked about. Surely, Julie and Hope got along quite well. Soon it was 6 and we decided to get out of the pool and take a shower.

As usual, I found myself the first one out and again decided to watch some tv while waiting for Julie and Hope. But soon it was 7:30 and I was wondering what was taking them so long. I walked up to the room to see if everything was ok. I knocked on the door and I heard some squeals coming from inside the room.

“Is everything alright?” I asked curiously

“Yes” replied Hope, “everything’s fine. We’ll be out soon”

I went back downstairs to watch tv questioning what was going on in the room. Soon the both of them came down. Julie said that she’s going to meet some of her friends and left, leaving Hope and myself alone. We heated up some sandwiches and sat down to watch some tv.

Soon, the show entered into the sex scene where a lady was giving a blow job to a guy under the blanket. I soon had a erection which I didn’t hide and Hope obviously saw

“Someone’s enjoying the scene” said Hope as she reached into my pants and started giving me a hand job while sitting next to me. She soon got up and knelt in front of me and pulled down my pants down and pressed her warm lips against my dick. She started giving me a blow job and I lifted her shirt off to find out that she was wearing a red bra.

She continued giving me a blow job until I came in her mouth. Still kneeling in between my legs, she opened her mouth and showed me the cum was there before she swallowed and opened her mouth again to show that she had swallowed all of my cum. She then stood up and undid her skirt and let it fall onto the ground to reveal matching red panties. I sat her down on the couch as it was my turn to pleasure her. I got in between her legs and pulled her panties down exposing her sweet pussy which I miss. Without wasting any time, I licked her clit while I inserted my middle finger into her. She started moaning. I continued doing this and soon after, I added in a second finger into her tight pussy. It was at this moment which she undid her bra so that she could play with her b-cup boobs while I fingered and licked her pussy. I then added in a third finger and I could tell she was going to come soon.

She soon yelled ‘I’m coming’ and came all over my face. She laid back on the couch and started panting after her orgasm. I got up and sat back down on the couch next to her

“You don’t think it’s over? Do you?” I said as I lifted her up and sat her down on my lap. She then recovered from her orgasm and positioned my dick align with her pussy. Without wasting anymore time, I thrusted into her and she let out a soft scream. I soon found a rhythm and thrusting into her quite fast. Hope started to meet my rhythm by bouncing down on my dick each time which sent her boobs flopping around. I started sucking on her nipples while not missing a beat as I thrusted into her. We were both enjoying ourselves but we would soon find this quite short lasting.

Without any notice, the door opened and from where we were sitting, could not see who it was. Hope quickly got off me as she tried to reach for her clothes while I worriedly did the same. But thank god it was not my parents.

“Oh I’m sorry.. Let me just go upstairs. Please continue… I’m sorry for interrupting.” It was Julie! She quickly locked the door and ran upstairs.

However, as for now, Hope and I were no longer eager to continue fucking each other but I was still horny. We both put on our clothes, cleaned up the place as it smelled of sex and I called for a cab for Hope to return to her hotel. The cab came in no time and I walked her out to the cab.

“I’m sorry we could not finish it” I said

“It’s ok. But I wanna talk to you about something Julie and I were talking about. Whatsapp you later?”

“Okay” I said as I kissed her forehead and she entered the cab and drove away.

I walked back into the house a bit disturbed knowing that I’ve been caught.

“I’m sorry for walking in on the both of you” said Julie as I closed the door behind me.

“It’s okay. She said she’s gonna talk to me later”

“Oh. So she didn’t tell you about what we were talking about?”

“No… What were you guys talking about?”

“Nothing really. I think she’ll tell you but first, let me help you continue from where you stopped” said Julie as she lead me to the room on the 3rd floor.

I’ll admit it, I was still horny and wasn’t thinking straight. We entered the bedroom and immediately started removing our clothes. I laid down on the bed, my head against the headboard, and waited for Julie to get on top of me. When she did we started kissing and I started to run my hands all over her body. Without any warning, I positioned my dick with her pussy and thrusted into her while we were still kissing which caused her to let out a little squeal.

“What? No foreplay?” Asked Julie

“No I’m too horny for that” I replied as I continued thrusting into her

While I was thrusting into her I felt my orgasm slowly building and told her. But then Julie told me, “James, fuck me doggy style instead” as she got off me and got on her hands and knees. I did not reject and moved behind her and started thrusting into her again without wasting anymore time.

Soon, I felt that I was coming and yelled.

“Gosh Julie I’m coming” I said as I removed my dick from her and came on her back and ass. I enjoyed the view of her ass covered in my cum before we rolled over and laid on the bed.

“It’s 10:30. Your parents will be home soon. We should get the room cleaned up” Julie said in between her breaths.

I agreed and we both got off the bed and started to change and clean up. Just then, I looked at my phone and realised that Hope had been messaging me:

Hope: hey James, um… I need to talk to ya…. Julie has been telling me about double penetration and I want to try it

Hope: hello??

Hope: Julie said that she can get someone we both know to help

Hope: Well? Can we try it??

I was quite excited at the idea of double penetration with Hope. But who would be the other guy involved. I replied to Hope that I’ll check with Julie and let her know.

Julie finished cleaning up the room and was watching tv in the hall while eating some popcorn. I decided to join her.

“So Julie, what did you and Hope talk about?” I asked

“Why? Didn’t she tell you?” Replied Julie as she ate a handful of popcorn.

“Yeah she wants to try double penetration. What did you guys talk about?”

“Haha I was asking her about her sex life with you and she started telling me some crazy stuff. But then I asked her about double penetration which she said she hasn’t. So I told her how it felt and she said she wants to try it with you but doesn’t know who else with and I said I’ll get someone who you both know”

“So who is it?”

“It’s me”

“What? Are you serious?”

“Yeah we can go to a nearby sex store and by a strap on. And don’t worry about her getting uncomfortable”

“Why’s that?”

“So you still haven’t guessed what we’ve been doing all they? James, Hope and I were in a 69 when you knocked on our door earlier today. Couldn’t you hear her squeal?”

I was honestly quite surprise now. The last thing I could have imagined was Hope and Julie having a 69.

“Ok… But how do I tell her that you are that someone else?” I asked

“That’s simple. You don’t. Your mom and my mom are out with your sisters for the whole day tomorrow. I can just explain to my dad what’s going on and I’m pretty sure that he can take your dad out somewhere. So just tell her to come by around 2 tomorrow. If she ask who’s the someone else just say it’s a surprise. As simple as that” replied Julie as she ate another handful of popcorn.

I did what she said and told Hope to come by at 2pm the following day. Soon our parents came home and we all went to bed.

I woke up the next day quite excited and worried at the same time that Hope might not like that idea of Julie involved. We all had breakfast together and soon, everyone left to do their own things while Julie and I were alone together. We also decided to leave and so, we got changed and left. The sex store was around a 10 minute walk from the house. While we were walking we were planning the details for later today.

When we reached the store, I was surprised to see so many different types of sex toys. But what really caught my eye were some of the bdsm toys. I needed to get something from here for Hope and myself I thought to myself. It was already 12:45 and we were getting kind of late. So Julie quickly went to the far end of the store and picked a 6 inch strap on, paid for it and we left quickly.

Back home, we had nothing much to do so we just cleaned up the room on the 3rd floor and waited for Hope to arrive. Soon it was 2pm and Hope arrived right on time. I opened the door and find her wearing some blue jeans and a white ‘I ❤️ NY’ shirt.

“Hey” we said in unison before we kissed.

“How are you feeling?” I asked

“Excited. But I’m also a wee bit scared. You still haven’t told me who is that someone else!”

“Haha don’t worry you know this person. And don’t be too afraid. What ever happens, just go with it. Ok?” I said as I kissed her forehead.

“Ok” she replied with her sweet blue eyes looking right into me.

I kissed her again only thing this time on the lips and I forced my tongue in. I reached for the hem of her shirt and lifted it up to reveal her black bra. I took her hand and let her up to the room on the third floor. Outside the room, I kissed her passionately again as I unbuckled her jeans and she lifted off my shirt. I opened the door to let her into the room and when she saw Julie sitting on the bed, she stood there shocked.

Julie was naked and sat crossed-legged on the bed with the strap on next to her. She got up and carried the strap on with her.

“Hey” she said softly and passionately as she put her free hand on her shoulder and started to kiss her.

Obviously, Hope was too shocked to say anything.

Julie broke the kiss and said, “What’s the matter, sweetie? Didn’t like what we did yesterday?” She said as she continued kissing Hope and ran her hands all over her bare skin.

By now, I was naked and Julie reached behind to unhook Hope’s bra. She then let Hope to the bed and by the side of it, Julie said, “Let me help you with that” as she pulled down her jeans to reveal a matching black panties. Julie kissed her again and said to her “Just go with it.”

Hope got out of her jeans and Julie let her onto the bed where Julie laid down facing the ceiling. Hope instinctively got on top of Julie in a 69 position where Julie used her fingers to hook at the waistband of her panties to take them off. And without wasting anymore time, started licking each other’s pussies. I took a few minutes enjoying the scene in front of me before I decided to join in. While still eating each other out, I got behind Hope and positioned my dick at her rear and thrusted in. Hope and I had already done anal quite a few times so there was no need for any lube. Hope started moaning from the attention she was receiving from Julie and myself. Soon we stopped and I sat on the bed and Hope sat down on my dick; we were in a similar position like yesterday on the couch. While she was bouncing on my dick we kissed each other and I grabbed her boobs.

While Hope was bouncing on my dick, Julie was standing behind putting on her strap on and adjusting it. When it was adjusted, she gave me a thumbs- up and I nodded back. I grabbed the back of Hope’s head and brought her deep into a passionate kiss. While slowing down, I asked her, “Are you ready?” while my hands reached down and spread her butt cheeks apart. Without any warning, Julie climbed onto the bed and immediately thrusted into Hope’s ass which caused Hope to scream out loud. While she was screaming, Julie took a ball gag she was carrying and quickly secured it over Hope’s mouth again, without a warning. As Julie fastened the ball gag, I reached under the pillow I was lying down and took 2 clothe pins and attached them to Hope’s nipples and they almost immediately turned bright red.

I could see tears start to form in her eyes. But she did not give any signs to stop so Julie and I continued. We soon found a good rhythm and speed and we could hear muffled moans from Hope’s gag. Julie and I ran our hands all her Hope’s body and in a matter of time, Hope screamed through her ball gag, “I’m coming!” With that, she came all over Julie and myself. Julie slowed down a bit but I still haven’t come yet. So I started thrusting into her even faster. Julie got the idea and started to pick up her pace. But soon, Hope came again for the second time and clearly became really tired. But luckily, shortly after, I came in her pussy.

When I was coming, I slowed down a bit and so did Julie. And when I was done, I completely stopped. Julie got off of Hope and removed the ball gag from her mouth and I immediately kissed her with my dick still in her. She laid down on my chest obviously exhausted from what happened.

“So did you enjoy it?” Asked Julie as I removed the clothe pins on Hope’s nipples.

“Ah.. Ar…” Hope tried to said and nodded a head.

The three of us laid in the bed together cuddling up. Hope had fallen asleep while Julie and I started talking about stuff such as school, family and Hope.

We soon realised it was 6:30 and decided to put on some clothes. We removed the sheets on the bed and replaced it with a new one to cover Hope. We went down and started to cook some spaghetti and meatballs for dinner for the three of us. While cooking, Hope came down dressed.

“Something smells good. What’s for dinner?” Hope asked while rubbing her eyes.

“Spaghetti and meatballs” I replied.

“Great!” Replied Hope “But I need to leave at 8”

It was 7:15. We sat down and ate. The whole while, we were asking Hope about her experience.

“I totally enjoyed it today. I can’t wait to do it again. I even came so hard! And twice!” Described Hope.

Soon it was 8 and Hope left. Julie and I washed all the dishes and watched a movie while waiting for everyone to get home. At around 9, everyone got home and we talked about our day. Soon it was 11:30 and we all decided to go to bed. However, I could not sleep as I was thinking only about what had happened that day. In the middle of the night, while I was awake, Julie came into my room in that familiar white robe.

“Hey. Shall we go to my room?” Julie whispered.

I smiled and nodded my head yes as I got out off bed. As I walked up the stairs, Julie removed her robe and continued walking. I smiled to myself knowing what to expect that night.

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WAR! But of a different kind!

During Harson’s first three months on the throne, many things happened. Every girl in the palace, as well as several hundred from the surrounding areas, found themselves providing sexual tribute to the new King, which relieved many of the “stresses” of his work. Many virginities were given to him.

Of course, one of the first things Harson did was launch a counter-attack on Devrican. Though it was less about revenge and more about Harson wanting to conquer the country for Janosia. Naturally Lexia’s magic played a large part in the war, and within a month, Devrican was the first territory to be conquered as part of the new Janosian Empire. By the time we re-join the story, Harson’s armies have already begun their invasion of three other countries, with Janosia having tripled in size thanks to their military efforts.

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Far across the universe, another person was having fun with servant girls. Specifically, fucking one of them doggy style while he 69ed the other one. He came powerfully into them both, while the girls themselves experienced the best orgasms of their lives. Well, best since the last time this guy fucked them.

The two girls were dismissed, and he laid back and shut his eyes, relaxing in the post-orgasmic glow as he returned to a single body. He loved sex, and he was glad his Master allowed him to have as much of it as he wanted, with whomever he wanted. Truth be told though, he always preferred doing it with members of his own species. He’d particularly enjoyed that time he and Alexis had done it on top of La Basilica di Santa Maria del Fiore, but there’d been plenty of other wonderful encounters. Joining the mile-high club with Amia and Dorothea without the aid of a plane. Fucking Lumiosa during the coronation of Britain’s King George VII. That threesome he’d had with Sarosa and Afericus in Thailand.

“Ahem, are you done daydreaming?” The genie opened his eyes, and found that he was laid in his Master’s office, on the sofa.
“Certainly, Master,” he said, sitting up. “Need something?”
“We have received a distress call from a remote, uncivilised planet,” the Master replied.
“One of ours?”
“Yes, but the date signature on it is more than 70 years ago. And it bears the signature of the Imperial Postal Service.”
“Maybe the ship which went missing all those years ago?”
“Very possibly. The planet is quite far away, hence the time it took the signal to reach us. Outside any of the known Empires.”
“What does it say?”

“Ship crashed on primitive world. Rest of crew dead. Natives friendly, and providing shelter. Requesting collection ASAP.”
“So what are you going to do? He’s almost certainly dead now.”
“Well it seems to me we have a habitable world that none of the Empires have yet colonised.”
“I take it you wish to change that?”
“Well, I’m sure the savages that live there wouldn’t object to a touch of civilisation.”
“And savages are definitely in my top 3 groups of people to fuck. Maybe top 5.”
“I trust I can count on your magic to help my armies out?”
“As always, Master.”

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Sofia fell backwards onto her bed, as she made out passionately with Lexia, the two of them running their hands all over each-other’s skin.
“Mmmm, you taste gooooood, your highness,” Lexia moaned.
“Please, call me Sofia…”
“Oh get a room you too,” said Nyssha, who’d followed them in.
“Do not feel any obligation to remAIN!” Sofia squealed as Lexia squeezed her bottom.
“Oh no, I’m gonna stay here. In fact…” Nyssha said, before teleporting underneath Sofia. “I might join in.”

The three of them rolled around on the bed, kissing and stroking whatever flesh they could all get hold of. Eventually Lexia pinned Sofia down.
“Now now your highness, we need you to sit still for your treatment.”
“Mistress, do I have permission to work a little bit of magic on you?”
“Mmmm, certainly,” Sofia grinned. Nyssha snapped her fingers, and Sofia felt her breasts tingle intensely. Lexia and Nyssha immediately went for her, and began sucking and licking on her nipples. Sofia moaned, feeling their tongues slide lustfully over her overly sensitive nipples, which had been made so by a wish Sofia had made weeks ago. She moaned loudly, and yet in a regal way which Sofia’s royal upbringing caused.

As her breasts were orally assaulted however, she felt another interesting sensation. It felt as though she was being…drained. Like a great pressure was being lifted. It was more than just sucking. They were suckling her.

So this is what breastfeeding feels like, Sofia thought. It was different than she’d expected, although admittedly she’d had no idea what to expect. It was a rather pleasurable experience, having these two magical beings suck her boobs dry, hanging onto her like a bunch of particularly clingy newborns.

It was all she could do to get over her mother’s death. A week of crying and praying for the Gods to please bring her back had done nothing to alleviate her sadness, so all she could do was fuck to try and take her mind off of it. If only she’d known her mother’s heart was in such poor condition, she thought. She could have saved her. If only she’d known…

Sofia felt an intense pressure building up in her breasts, and then an explosion. Her boobs were orgasming! Not just that, but they seemed to be…ejaculating? Sofia’s boobs were ejaculating large squirts of milk into the genies’ mouths! It was a rather strange experience for her, though she imagined this must be what it felt like for a man to cum. When it was over, the genies both kissed her, and then each-other.
“Like that, your highness?” Lexia asked, and Sofia just nodded contently, her eyes shut from exhaustion. “Good. Well then Nyssha, I’d say it’s time for dessert, wouldn’t you?”
“Desser-WOAH!” Sofia cried out, feeling her pussy suddenly be attacked by Lexia and Nyssha’s tongues. “Oh…Oh my word…”

Sofia spread her legs wide, allowing the genies unrestricted access to her vagina. He felt them penetrate her, both of their tongues sliding between her folds, and sliding deep inside her most intimate area. In and out, in and out, in and out…with a little bit of shaking it all about when they were really deep inside her. While Nyssha continued tongue fucking her, Lexia slid out, and instead focused all her efforts on stimulating her clitoris.

Sofia screamed. A climax ripped through her with a breath-taking intensity. Lexia and Nyssha didn’t cease their ministrations at any stage, Sofia’s genitals contracting and convulsing around their millennia-old tongues. Sofia couldn’t believe how good it felt, better than any climax she’d ever experienced in her life. But she supposed pleasure had no limits when one such as a genie was administering it.

Sofia barely got a chance to recover from her climax before she felt herself be penetrated by a large penis. She opened her eyes, and saw Nyssha on top of her, fucking her with her ghost penis as she had before, while Lexia continued licking her. Her pussy was on fire, having not quite recovered from a lifetime of celibacy, despite a few weeks of frequent, mind-numbingly intense sexual stimulation.
“Oh! Oh! Oh! Ohhhhhhhhh my Gooodneessssss…” Sofia moaned. She was experiencing an orgasm every few seconds, her mind, body and soul barely able to comprehend such incredible pleasure.
“Oh yeah…you like that Mistress?” Nyssha asked, and Sofia moaned an affirmative. “Then have some more!”

Sofia screamed as she felt her pleasure grow a million times more intense, Nyssha bombarding her body with magical pleasure. Eventually Nyssha looked down, and realised that Sofia had passed out from sexual ecstasy. Nyssha and Lexia pulled away, and Lexia pulled the duvet over her.
“Well that was fun,” Lexia smiled.
“I guess,” Nyssha said. “Now I’m gonna go watch some DVDs.”
“Oh…don’t you wanna do some stuff with me?”
“Nope, I fulfilled my Mistress’ desires, that’s my work complete.”
“But don’t you wanna-”
“Not really.”

Lexia frowned a little, as she watched Nyssha return to her lamp.

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“Your majesty, we are approaching the planet.”
“Thank you captain,” said the Emperor. He sipped his drink, as the crew of his flagship ran around, the ship coming out of hyperspace. On the screen in front of them, he saw his prize. He didn’t know what the locals called this place, but that wasn’t really important. He figured he might call it Kramia XI. Or Kramona V. Or Kramelius XII. Either way, it would be his before long.

The Emperor picked up his lamp, and rubbed it. Clouds of Green smoke poured out, forming his genie.
“Need something, Master?”
“We’re here, Marcio. I wish to make my broadcast now.”

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Down on the planet below, people were working hard in Janosia’s capital city to erect a statue of their beloved ruler, King Harson IV. When finished, the statue would depict a very naked (Aside from his crown) and very well-endowed Harson, with an equally well-endowed naked girl on each arm, worshipping him. The statue would take up the central plaza of the capital city, where everyone could marvel at it.

It was a bright and sunny day, until the people heard the crash of thunder, and the flash of lightning. Storm clouds gathered, and rain poured down. A giant figure then faded into existence in the sky, wearing glorious robes.
“It is Mathulevius!” Someone shouted. “Judgement Day is at hand!” The crowds got on their hands and knees, bowing their heads to the figure they assumed was their God, waiting for Sorreliftia to appear and judge them.
“Hello there everyone!” Said the figure. “I am Emperor Kramus XII, ruler of the planet Earth, and her Empire. An Empire which, as of today, includes all of you. Now there’s no need to worry. I think you’ll find I’m a very fair and kind ruler. And I promise that those of you who submit to my power will be spared. But I also promise a slow and agonising retribution for those who dare to resist me. So why don’t you all do the sensible thing and obey me and my soldiers?”

There was another flash of lightning, and thousands of ships began to descend on the planet. Harson looked out from the palace, angry.
“LEXIA!” He shouted.
“Yes Master?” Lexia asked, rushing in.
“Get rid of these sky demons! NOW!”
“Yes Master!”

Lexia thrust her hands into the sky, firing beams of energy at the descending ships. No effect. She fired again, but still no effect.
“Why is it not working!?” Harson shouted.
“Master, it seems that these ships are being protected by another genie’s magic,” Lexia replied.
“SOFIA!” Harson shouted. “I’ve told her not to interfere!” Harson started storming off, before Lexia stopped him.
“Master, what about the invaders?”
“Send the army! Send everyone! I want them to crush them!”

Harson stormed to Sofia’s bedchambers, where she found her on her knees, looking out the window and praying.
“Sofia, what the fuck have you done!?” Harson shouted at her.
“What are you talking about?” She asked.
“You brought these invaders here! You gave them immunity to my power!”
“I have done no such thing! I only wish to protect our people!”
“Then why are they immune!?”

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When the Imperial soldiers had landed, they’d expected to be greeted by hordes of cowering natives, with perhaps the occasional fanatic whom they could capture and take to the Emperor for torture. They had certainly not been expecting armies armed with all the latest in military weaponry. Fighter jets, tanks, and all the rest of the things 42rd soldiers were expected to fight with.

The problem was of course that all of the soldiers were immortal. Emperor Kramus had given his soldiers complete immunity from harm, and instant healing/revival even if they were to come to harm. The thing is though, that’s what Lexia had given Janosia’s soldiers.

All across Farfalla, Harson’s soldiers fought to defend the planet from these invaders. Towns and cities were protected by magical barriers, but out in the wilderness, and in the skies, an unending battle raged. The people on the planet didn’t know what was going on, assuming that the Gods were fighting amongst themselves. Sofia meanwhile spent her days praying for the Gods to protect them, and to bring this conflict to an end. Because even with Nyssha and Lexia’s power, they could not drive off the power of this being’s genie.

4 days into the conflict, and Emperor Kramus was equally frustrated. He’d not been expecting resistance of this kind. How did this primitive world even have a genie on it? He’d been assured that they had only ever been born on Earth, and he was certain no-one could have brought one here. He decided it was time to answer. Down on the planet, the people saw the image of the Emperor once again appear before them.
“Hello again people,” he said. “My my, you people are being very resistant to my attempts to take you over. Most planets are down on their knees worshipping me by now. But then, I suppose that’s because they didn’t have the help you have. So I’d like to invite the genie and its Master to come and see me on my flagship. That’s JUST the genie and its Master. I’ll lower the barriers for you. Just teleport up.”

“Harson, are we going to go?” Sofia asked her brother.
“What do you mean WE? He was inviting ME, not YOU,” Harson replied.
“He invited the one with a genie. I make that to be both of us.”
“She has a point, Master,” Lexia said.
“I didn’t ask for your opinion, did I?” Harson said. “I am your King, and I forbid you to follow me.”
“Well unfortunately, you cannot control me, and I am going,” Sofia said. “Nyssha, I wish to go to see this alien being.”
“Sure, it’s not like I had plans today or anything,” Nyssha said. She snapped her fingers, and they both vanished.
“Lexia! I want to follow them! NOW!”
“Yes Master.”

The next thing the four of them knew, they were stood in a lavish dining room. The large table was covered in wonderful-looking food, and set for three.
“Thank God, I’m starving,” Nyssha exclaimed, before setting to work on the food.
“Well, this is certainly a surprise.” The 3 of them, with Nyssha joining in between bites, looked up and saw the Emperor, standing in his lavish robes, with a guy in plain green clothes next to him. “I believe I said just the genie and its Master.”
“Master, these people are both…Lexia!” Marcio said, before recognising her.
“Marcio!” Lexia smiled. “I’ve not seen you in years!” The two genies embraced, hugging each-other tightly.
“Nope, not since that business in Argentina,” Marcio said. He squeezed her ass, causing her to yelp and giggle. “What are you doing on this backwater planet?”
“Oh you know, granting wishes, giving blowjobs, the usual.”

“Ahem,” said the Emperor. “I take it you two already know each-other then?”
“Um, yes Master,” Marcio said. “We’ve known each-other since the 20th century, when our Masters were associates.”
“I demand to know who you are, and I demand an apology for your invasion of my dominion,” said Harson firmly.
“Oh? And who are you to demand anything of me?”
“I am Harson, King of Farfalla and Emperor of her dominions, fourth of that name,” he said proudly.
“Really now? Well I am Kramus, Emperor of Earth and her dominions, twelfth of that name. And you shall get no apology from me.”
“Forgive him, your majesty,” Sofia said, bowing her head. “My brother has always had a right high opinion of himself.”
“Brother? Oh lovely, a princess,” Marcio said, inching up to her. “I’ve not fucked a Princess in years.”
“Marcio, not now,” Kramus said. “Prepare the table, we have more guests than expected.”
“Your wish is my command, Master,” Marcio said, a tad disappointed.

Marcio snapped his fingers, and the table grew longer, two more places being set at it. Kramus sat down, with Marcio next to him, Nyssha on the other side.
“Please, sit,” he said. Sofia did so politely, while Harson sat down and put his feet up on Lexia’s legs. “And of course, feel free to eat.” Sofia looked at the food hesitantly. “Please, unless you have been foolish enough to not wish for magical protection, nothing I could give you would harm you. So please, enjoy.”

Lexia and Sofia took some of the food politely, with Nyssha still stuffing her face, while Harson just continued glaring at Kramus.
“Now then, I would be very interested in knowing how your two genies came to be on your planet,” Kramus said.
“It is rather simple, your majesty,” Sofia said.
“Please, call me Kramus,” the Emperor said, trying to seem friendly. “And what might your name be?”
“Sofia,” she smiled. “As I was saying, it is rather simple. Many years ago, our grandfather, King Reylos, fell from the sky in a shooting star, and brought us many artifacts from the heavens. Lexia and Nyssha were among them.”
“Interesting. Tell me, this grandfather of yours, was he wearing a red uniform with an emblem rather like this?” Kramus asked, the Imperial Postal Emblem appearing as a hologram in front of them.
“Yes!” Sofia smiled. “That is the holy emblem that was present on his star as well!”
“I thought so. Of course, you must realise that this makes Lexia and Nyssha my property?” Kramus said.
“Oh? And how have you come to that conclusion?” Harson asked.
“Genies were all born on the Earth. As the Earth’s Emperor, they therefore belong to me.”
“That’s not true!” Nyssha said, her mouth full of food. “As every genie knows, we’re the property of our Masters.”

“Oh I disagree,” Kramus said. “I own the Earth and her colonies. I own everyone and everything in them, I just allow people to borrow them.”
“Well I am certainly no subject of yours,” Harson said.
“Well that’s the thing, isn’t it? Because you see, I have rather claimed this planet as my own.”
“Typical human,” Nyssha said. “Finding a group of people less advanced than yourselves and trying to steal their land. Although Harson really shouldn’t complain. He’s the one in the middle of a land lust.”
“I am not!”
“I’m not doing anything you’re not doing,” said Kramus. “The only difference is that this time, both sides have magical assistance. So we have a stalemate. I cannot defeat you, and you cannot defeat me.”

“Emperor Kramus, I am sure that we can resolve this conflict peacefully,” Sofia said.
“Well that’s the thing, isn’t it? Neither of us wants to. Neither will rest until the other is dead. And that isn’t going to happen for a long, long time.”
“So what do you propose?”
“Perhaps we could work together? Perhaps, if you let me take over your planet, I would allow you to remain the local ruler? Subject to my control, of course.”
“I fail to see what I could have to gain,” Harson said.
“You’d be part of something much greater. You’d suddenly have links to thousands of planets across 12 galaxies. Imagine how that would feel.”
“You know what I enjoy the feeling of?” Harson said. “Ruling over half a planet, soon to be the entire thing, and cumming inside a thousand peasant girls a day.”
“I am in possession of a harem full of literally billions of the most beautiful girls from across my Empire, of every alien species man has ever desired. You could cum inside every single one of them, if you accept my offer.”
“Master, I advise you to accept,” Lexia said. “Unending war is not something which you would enjoy.”
“I agree with Lexia, Harson,” Sofia said. “Please accept Emperor Kramus’ kind offer.”

“You know what I think?” Harson said. “I think that you, Sofia, are merely my younger sister. And you, Lexia, are merely my slave. I am King of Farfalla, soon to be Emperor of the whole of Janosia. I refuse to bow to this man from the stars.”
“Then you are a fool,” Kramus scowled. “While you continue to resist me, your planet shall never no peace.”
“That’s nice,” Harson smiled. “I grow tired of this. Lexia, take me home. I wish to make love to you.”

Lexia snapped her fingers, and she and Harson vanished.
“I am so sorry for my brother’s arrogance,” Sofia said.
“Not at all. I can tell you are a sensible girl. You would have accepted my offer.”
“I desire only peace for my people.”
“Plus all that sex you wished for,” Nyssha said. “You know, for a sheltered princess, that girl’s seriously perverted when she wants to be.”
“Now that is something I’d like to see,” Marcio grinned.
“Marcio, could you leave us please?” Kramus said. “I would like to spend some time alone with the Princess. If that is okay with you, Sofia?”
“I should really be getting back,” she said. “My brother is already mad at me.”
“You are a Mistress, and as such, answer to no-one. You need not obey him.”
“I suppose you are right. Nyssha, could you leave Kramus and I please?”
“But I’m still eating!” Nyssha said with her mouth full.
“You may take as much with you as you desire,” Kramus said. “Now please, obey your Mistress.”

Nyssha sighed, and disappeared into her lamp with the contents of the table, Marcio also disappearing into his own lamp.
“Now then, I shall show you around my ship,” Kramus said. He offered his hand to Sofia, who stood up, and followed him. As they walked the corridors of the ship, Sofia looked around in amazement as she saw men, women, and creatures of unidentifiable gender, who all came from so many different species that Sofia did not recognise. And every single one of them bowed to Kramus as he walked.
“Notice the respect they give me,” Kramus said. “I demand it of all my subjects. I take it you receive similar treatment on your planet?”
“Similar, yes.”
“The respect is natural. With Marcio and Nyssha, the two of us are above all of them.”
“I would not quite have put it like that…”
“No, I suspect you wouldn’t.”

Kramus opened a door, which led into what appeared to be a small capsule. The two of them walked inside.
“What is this?” Sofia asked.
“You’ll see. Activate!” There was a blinding light, and a second later, Sofia could see that they were elsewhere. She looked around, and saw things she did not recognise, floating in the middle of a sea of shining lights.
“Like that you see?” Sofia turned around and saw Kramus, floating in the middle of nothing.
“You are…without clothes…” Sofia said, her life-long prudishness returning to her.
“As are you.” Sofia looked down at herself, and gasped, and realised that she two was naked.
“Don’t worry, you are quite safe. We are inside an invisible bubble, providing us with heat and air.”
“Where are we?”
“You mean you don’t know?”

Sofia shook her head.
“Well those things over there are my fleet,” Kramus explained, pointing to them. “And that place beyond it is your world.”
“My world?”
“Yes. That is Janosia.”
“But it is a sphere?”
“Your world is rather primitive, isn’t it?”
“Certainly not. We live in large cities, and have all the latest amenities.”

“That’s not what I meant…I take it this is your first time seeing your world like this?” Sofia nodded. “And what do you think to it?”
“It is beautiful. To think that the Gods decided to bless us with such beauty…”
“Gods? Oh dear…”
“Pardon?”
“Oh, I meant…the beauty down there is nothing compared to the beauty up here.” Kramus floated over to Sofia, and wrapped his arms around her, stroking her stomach lovingly.
“You are very sweet…” Sofia said, moaning quietly as he caressed her skin.
“Such beauty deserves equal pleasure…” Kramus said seductively. He moved his hands down to Sofia’s vagina, and stroked her lips, causing her moaning to intensify. “Let me show you how we celebrate beauty on my planet…”

Kramus bent Sofia over, and lifted and spread her legs apart, an easy task in zero gravity. Kramus slid his cock into Sofia’s pussy, causing the two of them to moan. He began thrusting, fucking the alien princess in the wheelbarrow position.
“Oh yes…Oh my goodness…” Sofia moaned. It was an interesting experience, being fucked in zero gravity while she gazed on at her world. Kramus’ penis felt strange, as well. Somewhat…ribbed, for her pleasure, she assumed. It was certainly the most enjoyable penis she had had the pleasure of sampling during these past few weeks.

Kramus’ equipment and skill meant that Sofia didn’t last long, and neither did he. The two of them climaxed together, Sofia crying out to the Gods as Kramus filled her up with an almighty groan. Before they’d even finished cumming, Kramus grabbed Sofia by the ass, and flipped her over. She wrapped her legs around his hips, and she bobbed up and down on his cock, the two of them working themselves to another orgasm before their genitals had fully recovered from their first ones.

Kramus squeezed Sofia’s ass hard, and made out with her passionately, as the two of them were driven to orgasm after orgasm. When they were finally done, Kramus held Sofia in his arms, the two of them kissing and cuddling one-another. As Kramus looked down at the princess in his arms, he almost regretted what he was about to do. Almost.
“Goodbye, Sofia,” he said. As soon as he did, Kramus disappeared.
“Kramus?” Sofia asked, looking around for him. “Kramus!?”

Meanwhile, Kramus had appeared, fully dressed, back in the teleport chamber.
“So sorry about this Sofia,” Kramus said. “You were a sweet girl, but I have to send a message. Deactivate!”

Back outside, Sofia felt the air around her dissipate, along with the warmth. All of a sudden, she was floating naked in a vacuum.
“Kramus!” She shouted desperately, but no sound was heard. “Kramus! Nyssha! Harson! Anyone, please help me!” Sofia felt the intense cold on her body, and her lungs begging for oxygen, and realised that this was the end for her.

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Author’s message: Sorry about the long wait again. University re-started this week so I’ve been very busy with that.

The story is reaching its climax. The final chapter will be Chapter 8. I know it’s shorter than my previous stories, but I feel any longer would just stretch the plot unnecessarily, and it lets me go back to what I really want to write.

As for what is going to happen, I’ll let you speculate in the comments. Farewell for now!

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