The Gift - Part 2

Again the bag thuds on the floor and then both his hands are guiding you around, he leads you to the end of the bed, firmly bending you over the edge of the mattress.  His hands run over your curves before parting your legs, he pats your centre over your barely-there panties before withdrawing his touch from you.  You feel his hands again, this time on your ankles and he swiftly has soft velvety cuffs strapped over your ankle and you feel the pressure increase as he fastens you to the bed posts.  His slightly calloused fingers gently trace up the back of your legs, barely scraping your silky skin.  He pulls at your panties, sliding them down your spread legs until they won’t stretch any further.  A blow of air is directed over your already dripping lips, and it makes you even wetter.

You feel your torso being raised and a pillow placed under your stomach.  As he rests you back down, your mound no longer touches the bed and you realise that you cannot aid in your excitement.

His silence intrigues you of what’s to come.  His footsteps move towards the balcony, you hear the draw of the curtains and the doors sliding to allow the cool summer breeze to stream over your over heated flesh.

“I wonder how many people can see us tonight?”

He moves towards you, and you hear the rustle of your toy bag again.  A squirting sound resonates behind you moments before his slick fingers finally stroke over you centre, fondling your lips, whispering over your opening and caressing your bud, but never touching your precious knot of nerves.  The lube begins to warm up on your flesh, increasing your ache and making you moan around your gag.  His fingers make their way into your flesh, slowly and gently spreading the warming gel deeper and deeper inside you.  His fingers curl towards your front seeking out that special patch inside and his tongue begins to brush along your centre.  You are so turned on that it only takes minutes to get you to the brink of ecstasy, but sensing your closeness he withdraws from you heat.  You hear your groan ring in your ears in disapproval, you flex your hips trying to gain some pressure against your clit, but the pillow under your hips prevents you from achieving what you need.

“You want to cum baby? You need to cum?”

You nod your head furiously, but you know he hasn’t finished with you yet.  A throaty chuckle echoes around the room, as you feel a probing of your flesh, the cool silicone warming quickly embedded in your flesh, the base of the plastic toy nestled around your sensitive clit, with some small adjustments, he has the toy come alive in your depths, you feel the rotation of the beads in the shaft and the gentle buzz surround your clit begin to build up as he adjusts the power to his liking.

“I’ll be back in a while babe, make sure you don’t let your toy fall out will you?  And make sure you don’t cum, you’re not allowed cum until I give you permission.  Understand?”

The Gift - Part 1

“That ought to do it, darlin’,” Rich breathes along your neck before gently nipping your ear lobe, dragging his teeth on your fine hoop earring as he pulls away from you.  His hands checking the knot on your bindings, your wrists becoming slightly tighter bound.

He circles around in front of you, his eyes run over your body as an appreciatory twinkle shines in them.  You take the final opportunity to check your attire, the black lace bustier enhancing your curves, pushing your ample mounds up proudly, barely staying in the confinement.  The matching thong barely covers your mound and your feet are adorned with your man’s favourite pair of strappy red high heels.

You glance down to your partner in crime, admiring the growing bulge in his pants.

“Next time my dear, next time it’ll be your turn” You assure him, gently kissing him on the cheek. 

“I promise.”

“And I can’t wait darlin’” he growls as he pushes his growing erection into you.

“Ready for the blindfold now?  He should be back here any minute now.”

You nod your consent, and within moments your vision is masked by a decadently soft blindfold.

You feel his gentle fingers trail over your breasts, before pinning a note to your bust.  Retreating, he places your bag on the table beside you before making for the door.

“Remember, I’m more than willing to come and help you cum too, tonight if you want me,” he growls before closing the door behind him.

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You listen to the silence of the room around you; each second that passes causes your anticipation to rise.  Your pussy to drip.

It is only minutes before the man you are waiting for returns to his room, you hear him rustling outside the door, struggling with the door access.  You hear his tipsy laugh singing through the corridor as he bids farewell to his other ‘brothers’ before he finally opens the door.  You hear him pause in the entrance.  He didn’t know you were flying out this week, you hear him draw in a slight breath as your feel his eyes burn across your skin.

“Well what do we have here?” his cocky voice rings in your ears.

His footsteps begin towards you, his fingers tugging the note from your lacy bosom.

An end of tour present, her toys are in the bag if you want to play with her.

Treat her right.

The note flutters to the floor, and your mouth is soon attacked by his.  His tongue begins dancing with yours, the taste of whiskey does nothing but enhance the flavour that is purely delicious, purely sinful, purely Jon.  His fingers dance over the lace of your bustier, before his fingers curl around the fabric of your thong testing your arousal.

“My, my.  What a naughty girl you are, you are so wet and I haven’t even started with you yet.”

You groan the feeling of his now slick fingers over your swollen flesh feels divine and you can’t wait to see how he will play this game.  His finger runs gently over your clit before he removes his hand from your heat, you whimper at the sensation.

“And she comes with toys, I love playing with toys,” his voice jovial.  “Let’s see what there is in here to play with.”

Over your time with the boys, your box of tricks has become quite extensive, and you are sure that there will be a few things in there that will peak his interests tonight.

You hear his rustling through the bag, and then a thud as it hits the floor by your feet.

“Open wide, we don’t want anyone to know what’s going on in here, do we?”

As you open your mouth, you feel the probing of cold plastic, the cock shaped gag comes to rest on your tongue while with a practiced move it is secured around your head. 

“Let’s go somewhere a bit more comfortable.”  His arm snakes around your waist; he reaches down for the bag and then begins to lead you to his bedroom.

The Devil in his Eyes

Just a quick daydream I jotted down before bedtime ;)
Hope you like it!

You awaken as the rays of early morning light stream in from your balcony door, you turn to look at the man who found his way to your bed once again, your muscles mildly aching from the thorough work out you received during the night.  At your movement, his arm tightens around you and pulls you closer to his body, your nose rests against his chest as the smell of him intoxicates you.  His steady heartbeat surrounds you and you again fall into a deep slumber in the protection of his safe embrace.

As you stir again, you are immediately aware of the male presence missing from beside you.  You instinctively try to reach for his pillow to pull in close to you, but as you move your hands you discover that your wrists have been carefully bound together, the soft terry cloth from the tie of your robe caressing your skin.  You hear a soft chuckle from the doorway and you feel the desire run through your veins.  You love his games.

The devil gleams in his eyes as he advances towards you, leaning over you he gently kisses you.  As he straightens his eyes seek out yours, silently asking for your approval before he continues with his plan.  At your eager nod he opens your bedside drawer, your favorite toy is soon revealed and you quickly wonder if he will perform as well on you with it as last time he bought it into the game.  Coming around to stand at the foot of the bed he gently reaches up to you, pulling your legs apart before kneeling in-between them. His fingers dance across your naked thighs before running over your hot core.  He briefly grazes his over you checking that you are as wet as he thinks you are.  The coolness of the plastic toy is rubbed against you quickly warming before in one quick thrust he fills you with the pink plastic.  He reaches his hand up to his mouth greedily sucking your juices off his fingers resulting in a throaty groan.  He leans over you, the hair on his chest brushing against your nipples as he kisses you deeply letting you taste yourself on his tongue.  Grinning wickedly, he pulls your bound hands down between your legs, flicks the end of your toy to bring it to life and pushes your hands against the protruding end of plastic.

"Pleasure yourself baby, let me watch what you do when I'm gone".

He retreats from the bed, his eyes on you the whole time, before he sits in the corner of the room, waiting for your performance.

"But don't you dare let yourself cum".

You see the challenge in his sparkling eyes, you wrap your hands around the end of your toy, as well as you are able to with your bound wrists. The plastic slides in and out of you with ease as you are drenched already, and watching him watch you is only making you wetter.  His hands leisurely slide along his generous length which hardens further under his own administrations.  You are soon close to the edge, the exhibitionist side of you you never knew you had was getting her buttons pushed just right.  You pull the toy out of your flesh and start to circle it around your sensitive bud.

"That's enough darling'".

He taken a number of long strides towards you, when he reaches you he switches off your toy and raises your hands above your head.  In a matter of seconds, he has the end of the cloth tied securely around the railing on the bed head.  As he again retreats, he caresses your naked body with his calloused fingers.

"I got you a present babe"

You hear him searching through his bag, you eagerly wait for him to reveal what he has bought for you. You raise your head to look at the item in his hands, a vibrator, much more lifelike in its appearance than the one lying on the bed somewhere.

"A better replacement for me when I'm not here".

He slowly eases the length of the new toy into your over heated flesh.

"Feel it, it's thicker like me, longer like me, I don't want you to ever forget how good I feel inside you".

With some slight maneuvering he positions his pillow under your ass, angling your hips slightly up towards him. He pumps the new toy in and out of you, his mouth coming down to nibble on your inner thighs before making an unmerciful attack of your clit.  You are quickly reaching your peak when he withdraws his skillful mouth from your slick centre.

He eagerly pulls himself up your body, your taste overwhelming on his tongue when he passionately kisses you, his hand reaches down and hastily removes the toy from you.  You are not left feeling empty for long as he soon thrusts his length as deep as he can inside you, his length filling and completing you better than any plastic would ever be able to.

His hands firmly run down your sides, grasp your thighs firmly and pull your legs up so your ankles rest above his shoulders.  He has no time for teasing you now, he hurriedly pushes his pace up a notch desperately seeking his release.  With each thrust he grazes the special spot inside you, and his fingers reach down to dance over your clit.

Within mere minutes, he is telling you to cum, and you soon do, pulling the release out of him. He is still inside you when you reassure him.

"I'll always remember how good you feel".

Scarf

You were anxiously sitting trying to lose yourself in the television when he finally arrived.  It's not like you could concentrate on anything other than what he had planned for later that night anyway.  You had been eagerly waiting for this moment ever since he sent you that message this morning.

Can't wait to hear you scream my name tonight x

You'd really missed being touched by him since he's been on the road.  You had been getting more and more turned on as the day continued.  When you arrived after work you had taken great care in shaving yourself so you were completely bare.  Your skin had been thoroughly and sensuously coated with your rich spiced vanilla moisturiser, his favourite, but even then the smell of your growing arousal was thick in the air.  You were all slick, silky and smooth in anticipation of the evening to come.  You had dressed appropriately for the occasion, the feel of the lacy fabric of your scarlet bra and panties against your skin arouses you all the more, and you know that the matching red heels will do it for him.

When he arrived you could see the predatory gleam in his eyes, he stalked across the room to you, not a single word was said.  None had to be.  He leaned down and planted a brief but lingering kiss.  His heated gaze sweeps over your figure as he straightens his stance.  He pulls you up and leads you through to the bedroom. He again captures your mouth with his, but this time taking it much deeper into an erotic dance.  His hands roam down over your heavy breasts, the lacy material scraping over your nipples. As he pulls away he huskily asks you;

"Wanna try something different tonight, baby?"

You nod your head in agreement against his chest, you're not sure what he is thinking, but you know that whatever he does to you it will be worth the submission. He pulls away from you and you miss his heat again already.  He searches through your possessions until he finds what he was looking for.

"Close your eyes babe".

He gently wraps your scarf around your head, and firmly secures it behind your head. The darkness behind the scarf is blinding and you moan at the loss of sensation. His lips briefly brush against yours as he pulls away again.

"I'll be back in a second, be patient baby"

You try to hear what he is up to, but to no avail, as he turns the stereo is on.  You snicker as you hear the soothing sound of his voice being turned off in favour of a smooth jazz radio station.  He soon is in the room again; the heavy thud near the door makes you imagine him dropping his bag on the floor.  You are soon reached for by his hands, he pulls you close, your softness contrasted against his firm muscles.  He again catches your mouth, his tongue quickly seeking entrance into your mouth.  His gentle hands stroke down your spine, before caressing your ass.  He obviously isn't feeling the same urgency to find his release as he usually is, or even as urgent as you feel tonight. 

His mouth leaves yours, and begins a warm trail down your neck towards your breasts.  He continues on down over your abdomen, his tongue swirling in your belly button, when he finally reaches your mound you hear him inhale your scent deeply and the deep groan that escapes his lips. He firmly opens your legs further apart, you can feel the muscles in your legs adjust to your new stance.

"Hold still baby, if you move I'm gonna stop".

His calloused fingers trace around the straps of your heels, and ever so softly traced your muscle up the back of your legs, across the back of your knees, and ever so slowly up the inside of your thighs.  He grazes the seams of your panties before dragging them down to rest at your ankles. You anxiously await that first touch to your overheated centre, but it never comes.  You groan in frustration, and miss the clinking sound that he just made. You open your mouth to protest, but it quickly turns to a moan when he latches onto your right nipple, his attention is soon refocused on your left, while he roughly pulls the cups down on your bra so that your ample breasts spill over the top.  You lose his touch again, but it is quickly replaced, but this time it's different, this time it's much colder.  Holding two ice cubes, he draws them around your nipples which stiffen even more.  His tongue laves the water droplets from your heaving breasts.  The icy coldness continues to journey down through your breasts, into your belly button, his tongue following eagerly.

His clever mouth finally finds your sex again, and finally he tastes you.  His tongue skilfully massages your swollen lips, his teeth gently scrape against your clit.  You can't help it, an involuntary moan leaves your lips and you buck your hips into him, the feelings starting to overwhelm you.

"Na uh uh, babe, remember I'll stop if you move".

You can see him in your mind, that self satisfied smirk plastered across his handsome face.  You'd bet your hanging orgasm that he was wearing that look right now.  His fingers part your lips, and his tongue laps along your slit, an ice cube cradled in it.  He drags the ice across your slit and around your swollen bud.  The ice has soon melted in your heat, and he really starts to get serious with your pleasure.  His mouth latches over your clit while his fingers inch up towards your centre.  He slides a finger home, you are so slick that your body shows no resistance.  He starts to pump that single finger in and out, in and out.  He soon adds a second finger, and finally a third, the feeling is exquisite.  He knows just what he is doing to you, his fingers brushing over that special spot with each pump of his fingers.  The pressure is becoming almost unbearable, he's not giving you quite enough to push you over the edge.  You reach your hands down to knot your fingers in his hair and pull him closer, but instead of helping you on your trip to euphoria, it hinders your cause as he pulls away completely. You sob in frustration this time, begging him to continue his administrations.

"Baby, you were a naughty girl, you broke the rule. I told you what would happen".

He rises himself up from his knees, his hands reaching around to untie the scarf from around your eyes.  As your vision restores you see the sparkle and heat in his eyes, and as your eyes drop down, you see the impressive bulge in his pants. You know you are still going to get what it is you have been craving since your last encounter.  He leads you out towards the balcony, the cool breeze caressing your half naked body, your pace hindered by the panties still hanging around your ankles.  You wish he would just fuck you already.

"How about we play a new game? I'm not gonna let you cum til you beg me for it".

You can hear the smugness in his voice, he is enjoying your ever so satisfying sufferance.  He leads you out further, a quick glance around makes you all too aware of his band mate standing on the neighbouring balcony. You know he can't see you yet, but the moment you make a noise he will be able to seek you out. Your lover takes your hands and has you grasp the railing and pulls your hips back to a better angle.  You hear the clunk of his belt as it hits the floor, and the rasp of his zipper. You are panting again already.  His body is pressed up against yours within seconds of the sound of his jeans hitting the floor.  You can feel his hardened length pressed against your ass.  He again parts your legs mere moments before you feel him prodding at your entrance. You try to lean back into, and onto him, but he firmly grasps your hips as he finally enters you in one slow deliberate thrust. You hear yourself moan as he fills you, the feeling divine. He starts a pace that you find tedious, trying to delay the inevitable ending to your rapidly building frustration.

"Come on babe, beg me?"

You think about the man on the balcony next to yours, but your need for release has long taken precedence over any other reasoning.

"Please, oh God, please let me cum".

Your words sound like nothing more than moans in your ears, but he understood every word you said.  His pace quickened and his fingers reached for your sensitive bud.

"Louder babe, I wanna hear you".

All thoughts escaped you.

"Fuck, make me cum!!".

And he does, his pace finally becomes hard and fast like you've wanted all this time.  His fingers feverishly attack your clit, and within seconds you can feel the tingle arise through your body only to explode into the satisfaction you have been eagerly awaiting all evening.

As you again become aware of your surroundings, you feel your spent lover hunched over your back. You turn your head for a quick kiss when you see his brother watching you across the balcony.  You couldn't find the effort to care, it isn't like he hasn't seen you in this state before, he's often been the cause.  And besides, he can try and "outman" his brother when I find my way into his bed again.

All Tied Up

He looks at you, a question written in his stormy blue eyes, you nod your approval.

He ties the dark silky scarf around your head, blocking of your sight. His fingers run gently down the side of your head, down your neck and over your full, heavy breasts. He takes his time carefully pinching your nipples into rock hardness.

His touch leaves you, you arch your body in an attempt to keep that contact.

He takes you to the bed, and lays you in the middle. He stretches each of your arms up in turn, tying them securely to the bed frame. He then asks your approval again, and when you nod again he ties his bandana around your head, using it as a gag.

He massages you with his rough, yet at the same time, smooth fingertips. He works his way from your fingers, right down to your toes, using an even circular motion, his fingers applying even pressure.

He starts his way back up your legs, and when he gets up to your thighs, he spreads them wide, blowing a breath over your already soaking wet slit. He burys his face into your sex, his tongue lapping up all the sweet nectar that keeps flowing out of you. His tongue finds you clit, he latches his lips around it and sucks at you. You are just about on the edge when he moves away, you squirm not wanting him to stop. You hear a husky chuckle. He leaves you there wimpering for what to you seems like forever.

Suddenly you feel three fingers probing up into you. They thrust in and out, over and over, his fingers find your clit and tease it. You are about to explode when he withdraws himself from you again. If you could, you would be telling him to f**k you, hard and fast, but you can't and all that can be heard of your attempt is an muffled scream.

You hear the rasp of his zipper echoing in the silence. You wait eagerly for what you know is now coming. He kisses you as best he can around your gag, his mouth nuzzling down to your neck. His hands are on your breasts, caressing them. And with one swift thrust he enters you. You are slick and accept this girth and length easily. He starts a fast, hard pace. He draws himself almost completely out of you, before pounding himself back into you deep, again, and again, and again.

You finally explode, your whole body convulses, you feel the heat of his seed spread deep inside. He collapsed on you but not for long, after rolling himself off you he unties you, he removes your gag, and lastly your blindfold. As your eyes adjust, you see a wild mop of blonde hair, some sticking to his forehead. He looks at you, his eyes seeming calm and content now, his smile shows total satisfaction. And you are sure you look the same. He gathers you up in his arms after a soft lingering kiss, and whispers in your ear.....God, I love you baby

Master's Way

PART 1
You couldn’t believe that you had agreed to this, but it was too late to back out now.
They had you tied spread eagle on the bed, a vibrator lodged deep inside your pussy, and it had been secured there by a length of rope. They had been teasing you for what felt like hours. Every time you came close to cumming, they would turn the vibrator down. Damn, you hadn’t known that a vibrator could have such a slow setting, and when you had come down again, they would turn it up again. They had turned it down on you again, you groaned in frustration around your gag. You tried to rub your thighs together, in hopes that the friction would send you over the edge, but your legs had been tied too securely apart. You couldn’t see them, a thick blindfold tied around your eyes, but you knew they were both watching you, and this turned you on even more.

There was movement on the bed, and then the pressure on your wrists ceased, as the rope around your waist was untied. His voice was very soft, but firm in your ear,

“Pleasure yourself ”.

You slide yourself down the bed to take some of the pressure from your ankles, only to land in a patch of sheet that has been soaked by your juices. Your hands come down, you start to pump the vibrator into yourself, but it is swiftly taken from your grasp. Now you reach down, one hand at your pussy, four fingers inside, rubbing along that special spot inside, while with your other hand you stroke your clit. Your breathing becomes heavier, and within minutes you had sent yourself over the edge, your pussy pulsing and your cum running down your slit.

Again the bed dips, and your hands are tied together, and fastened to the bed head. Your legs are untied and quickly refastened, but this time to the canopy of the bed. You can only imagine what you must look like; your holes open to view, you blush at the thought, but your pussy starts to drip all over again. Fingers start probing at your ass, and they massage their way through the band of muscle, you moan at the sensation. The fingers are removed and quickly replaced with a long slender vibrator, it is turned on and you welcome the sensation.
You feel a body over you,

“If you let it fall out, you won’t get it back.”

Damn him for using this against you, he knows how you love the feel of a full ass. You feel more probing, but this time it isn’t fingers. The man above you is sliding himself into your heat, you know that this isn’t your man, he doesn’t feel the same. He is thrusting too slowly for your liking, so you rise yourself to met him.
A slap lands on your ass,

“This isn’t about you slut, stay still, let me fuck you. We’re gonna fuck you so hard that you won’t walk for a week”.

You’re not sure if the slap was supposed to hurt, but it didn’t, it just added to the pleasure you were feeling. And the language, you couldn’t believe it but it just turned you on even more!

He started to pick up his pace, his thrusts becoming more and more urgent, until he explodes, and you miss the feeling of the hot spurt deep inside you. He slowly pulls himself out and leaves you, but the bed soon dips again, the vibrator is switched to its highest setting.

“Do not cum until I give you permission,” he tells you as he takes off your gag.

“Understood?”.

“Yes, master”.

He thrusts himself into you in one fast deep stroke. You nearly come just from that initial stroke, but you know better than to disobey your master. He continues his thrusts, he manages to brush that spot inside you on every stroke, and the need to come overwhelms you.

“May I cum master?” you whimper.

“No, not yet!” his voice forceful.

You groan in frustration. His thrusts become faster and more powerful, along with the persistent buzzing in your ass you don’t now how you are going to hold back your climax, but you do. You feel the rush of heat inside you as he tells you to cum, and you do. It is the most intense orgasm you can remember, he continues to thrust into you as his hand reaches up to stroke your clit, and another hand comes from behind him, pumping the vibrator in your ass. You don't think the pleasure will ever end, and when it finally does, they gently untie you and clean you up. And so you fall asleep between them, your master and his 'brother', the dark and the light.

PART 2 - Written by The Goddess Hathor
Can be found here The Morning After

PART 3
They had taken longer then you had expected, you knew that they were planning their payback. Your body tingled as you imagine what they would have in store for you.

Your man appears in the doorway, his smile tender and he looks truly satisfied. As he approaches you, you see the mischief in his eyes and you know that what ever he has planned you will truly enjoy. He leads you over to the tub, the water is warm, and the smell of the vanilla scented oils arouses you even more.

"Now remember the rules, the Master is back now."

He seats himself into the large tub, his long powerful legs resting comfortably along the sides. He pulls you down in with him, you sit between his muscular thighs and groan, the warmth that surrounds you is heavenly.

You sit like that, together, for many minutes, your eyes start to droop and within moments you have drifted into a peaceful slumber.

As you awaken you notice things are different, your Master has moved his legs in between yours acting as a vice, keeping your womanhood open to the view of the man now sitting in front of you. He grins at you, his eyes sparkle, he is definitely living up to his name, the Joker. You know that this is only the beginning of their plan.

With an evil gleam in his eye, he reaches around his back, you wait anxiously to see what he is about to reveal. As his hand comes back into view your eyes widen. He has two vibrators, both thicker than the ones that you had just used on them. Your Master raises you slightly out of the water, and the man in front of you starts playing with your wet slit. You moan at the sensation, you arch into his touch, wanting more contact on your swollen flesh. He reaches over the edge of the tub reaching for the tube of lube. He lathers his fingers in the slick liquid, and reaches to caress your rosebud. Gently he massages the band of muscle at your entrance, and as your body relaxes he inserts one finger, then two. As they pump into you, you can't help but growl at the sensation.

He soon removes his fingers, but they are soon replaced by a slick, smooth vibrator. It takes a few moments, but he lets your body slowly accept the length, greedily swallowing the toy. He twists the base and the pleasurous torture begins. Bending down, he licks at your sex, he finds your sweet nectar intoxicating. He laps at you feverishly, he arch into his caress.

Too soon, he pulls away and that evil gleam is back in his eyes. Reaching down he twists the end of the vibrator, and with a renewed burst of life, it buzzes furiously. Picking up the other vibrator, he slowly but surely seated deep in your throbbing pussy, you buck up to meet it, but you are rewarded with a sharp pinch to your over-sensitized clit. The sensation is painful, and you learn your lesson. Your Master's hands reach around you, his long calloused teasing your nipples into rock hardness.

You whimper at the sensations running through your body, but you know that they aren't finished yet. Dave reaches toward the hand shower jet, adjusting the setting to get a nice warm stream. He positions the stream over your swollen flesh, bringing it to stream over your swollen bud. Your body bucks at the combination of sensations, you know that you aren't allowed to cum, not at least until Master gives you permission.

"Cum for me," they were the words you had been dying to hear, but you knew that you couldn't yet. It was the words of the curly haired Joker, not those of your true Master.

You hear them snorting at you, you are trying so hard to fight your body's reaction. Your body is aching with the need to release, when you Master says,

"Cum Now!"

And the last thing you remember is the explosion of pleasure, before the world blanks out before you.

Taking The Lead

WARNING!!!!
This fic deals with some heavier fetish ideas
If this offends you please give this one a missYou couldn’t believe that you had gotten him to agree to this.
But here you were, naked on your hands and knees, a puppy butt plug planted deep inside your ass, the tail pointing up in the air. A thick collar is fastened around your neck, and the lead was in your masters hands, you sit patiently at his feet, once he opens the door, there is no turning back.
As final preparation, your master puts on your wearable vibrator, which he bought for you just for this occasion. You can feel your juices starting to run down your legs already, and your breasts feel heavy.

He opens the door and leads you out, you pound along behind him. You look around at all the people that he had gathered to help fulfil your fantasy, his ‘brothers’ and their wives and girlfriends, you should feel embarrassed about them seeing you look like this, but it turned you on even more instead. Your master went and sat down on the couch; you look up at him with puppy dog eyes, and whimper.

“Bitches aren’t allowed on the furniture.”

You lay at his feet instead, but you don’t get to stay there long. He slaps you across the ass, telling you to get up.
He pulls a long dildo from his pocket,

“We’re all gonna play fetch.”

He tosses the plastic across the room, and after he takes off your lead, you chase after it eagerly. Leaning down to pick up the toy you give your audience a view of your soaking wet slit, you hear groans from behind you, and feel the stares on you. This makes you happy. You pick the toy up in your mouth and happily pound back to your master, who takes the toy and throws it again for you, you turn and start off after the toy again, and that’s when you feel it. You look around and see the gleam in your masters eye, he has turned your vibrator, just to a slow setting, but it feels so good already.

And so it continues, each time you bring the toy back to your master he turns the vibrator up, it’s making your legs weaker and weaker. You can now smell the arousal in the room, and it’s not just yours. The smell is thick, and it makes you proud that you have aroused your audience.

Your juices have coated your thighs long ago, and they just keep becoming slicker and slicker. You are now struggling to keep fetching the toy, and your master must sense this because when you bring it back this time he does not throw it again. Instead, he turns you around to face the other people in the room, and starts playing with your soaking slit, you can’t help but moan, the vibrator is now on its highest setting.

“You remember the rules don’t you, no coming until you are given permission.” He says, you know that he’s loving this as much as you are.

You nod weakly, the only extra instruction you were given today was you were not to talk, under any circumstances, it feels soooo good. He gently pulls on your tail, it stretches your ass wider, and you moan again. He now gets the dildo and roughly thrusts it into your pussy. You feel so full, and you love it. Leaving the toy lodged deep inside you he again puts you on your lead.

“Don’t let it fall out will you?”

He leads you to your audience, one on the men starts to pump the toy in you, one of the women, now naked sits on your back, you can feel her juices dripping onto your bare back.

“Don’t you let her fall off,” Master tells you, you can hear the amusement in his voice as he watches you try to hold your orgasm off.

He continues leading you around the room, letting the occupants fuck you with your toy, you whine at your master, you need to come, your whole body is vibrating with need.

“Enough,” he tells the man who was now playing with you, the woman that has been sitting on you stands up, and you feel deprived. He leads you to the middle of the room, and turns you to face them. Your legs are shaking, he’s never made you hold out from you climax this long before.

He grasps the dildo, and starts to pump it into you.

“Who wants to see how bitches get fucked?”

As he takes the toy from your heat, you miss the full feeling, but not for long. You here the rasp of his zipper, and he grabs your lead, pulling so you have no chose but to pull your head back, he positions himself behind you, and achingly slowly he settles himself into your heat. He feels so thick and stiff, you know that this has turned him on as much as it has you. He slowly continues his thrusts, the speed slowly increasing until its unbearable, you come. You know that he won’t be pleased that you have disobeyed him, but the pleasure you feel is worth any pain that he will administer later. You know that he will never punish you in public. You feel his seed deep inside you, as your pussy milks him.

As he pulls out, he pulls the lead tighter,

“You naughty girl, you came without my permission!”

You lower your eyes from your audience, you feel more embarrassed now than you have all day. You disobeyed your master!

“As punishment, you are to make each and every one of the people her cum, and you are to only use your mouth.”

He leads you over to the first person, and you work your way down the line of people, you have never felt so dirty in your life, but at the same time, you loved it.

After you had finished, he turned off your vibrator, and he sat you in the corner til everyone left. He came over to you and tenderly removed your tail, and vibrator, and collar. He gathered you up in his arms and carried you to the bed.

“Did you enjoy your fantasy baby?”