“So watching this is what you do all day while I'm out working is it?” Kelli screamed as she pushed the toy against my tight ass.
Grimacing as the strap-on slowly penetrated my well-lubricated hole I let out a gasp, the pain tearing through my body nothing like any pain I had ever felt before.
“I never meant to look Mistress, I was looking for a job but...” I moaned as she rammed the toy as deep inside me as she could.
“Of course you were,” Kelli snarled as she pulled back then thrusting hard into me once again. “What sort of job were your looking for then? Sissy? Someone's little bitch? Because that's all you're good for.”
“I'm sorry, Mistress.”
The pain in my ass began to give way to waves of pleasure and I wrapped my hand around my semi-hard shaft, desperate to make myself cum.
“Did I say you could touch that?” Kelli pulled the toy completely out of my ass and looked down at me with disgust. “In future you will only be allowed to cum when I fucking say you can, and only then if you have earned the right.”
Her Little Bitch
“Suck it then,” Skye screamed as she pulled my head down even further on to the huge strap-on she was wearing. “If had known you were so pathetic when we first met our relationship would have been a lot more fun.”
I couldn't answer, the strap-on buried right to the back of my throat, so I just looked up at her before continuing to suck the fake cock. Her hand gripped my hair tightly as she continued to aggressively ram her dick into my mouth, each thrust becoming more and more violent.
With my own hardness throbbing between my legs I had attempted to reach down and stroke myself but she had strictly forbidden it. Apparently I was nothing more than her toy now and therefore she would only allow me to masturbate if she was happy with my performance, whatever she meant by that.
Suddenly there was a knock at the door and I instinctively went to pull my mouth from the strap-on.
“Where the fuck do you think you're going bitch?”
Skye thrust into my mouth once again, keeping me where I was, before shouting towards the door.
“Come in Maria, he's so ready.”
Laying back with my eyes closed I couldn't believe how sexy I felt, wearing the lingerie Sara had left behind when she had stormed out, during yet another of our arguments. I had found the lingerie at the back of one of our wardrobes and as I stepped in to the lace boy shorts, my cock already rock hard, and with pre-cum seeping from the slit, I stared in to the bedroom mirror. I would never have done this if Sara hadn't left but I missed her so much slipping in to her lingerie, somehow, made me feel like we were still together.
Once the shorts covered my hardness I picked up the matching top and pulled it over my head, carefully so not to tear it, before sitting on the edge of the bed and pulling on the stockings I found in the drawer.
Taking a last look at myself in the mirror I lay back on the bed, and began to massage my hardness through the panties. Eventually though I couldn't hold back any longer and slipped my hand into the top of the panties and released myself. Reaching in to the bedside cabinet I rummaged around, while still slowly stroking my cock, before I felt what I was searching for.
Removing the cock ring from the drawer I opened my eyes, lifted my head and slowly slipped the ring to the base of my cock. Hopefully the ring would do it's job and keep me hard for longer, while delaying my orgasm, because I didn't want to cum, I wanted the feelings I was having to last for as long as possible.
Resting my head back on the pillows I continued stroking my hardness, using my free hand to play with my hard nipples through the lace top and knew that, even with the ring around my cock, I wasn't going to last much longer.
Stretching out on the bed I began to masturbate furiously, moaning Sara's name the closer I got to coming, until I couldn't hold back any longer.
“Oh fuck, Sara, yes,” I screamed out, as my balls tightened in their sac and my legs began to tremble violently.
Suddenly my cock twitched and I gasped her name once more, as I felt the first stream of thick, white, seed explode onto my exposed stomach. Gasping breathlessly I continued to stroke myself, milking every last drop from my body, before I released my cock and opened my eyes.
As I lifted my head, to stare down at the mess I had made I found myself staring, instead, at Sara, who was standing at the end of what used to be our bed, the keys she had kept while she fetched her belongings dangling from her little finger, with an evil, yet slightly, sexy, smile forming on her lips.
Obedience earns rewards
“Tell me slave does my pussy look nice?”
“Yes, Mistress, it does.”
“Would you like to taste it, slave?”
“Please, Mistress, very much.”
Natalia slid her fingers between the folds of her wetness, lifted her finger to her mouth and sucked it clean.
“Mmm I taste so good tonight slave.”
John knelt before his mistress silently, his mouth salivating at the thought of licking and sucking the juice from within, his cock throbbing in the cage it was encased in as he watched Natalia slowly start to run her middle finger up and down her swollen lips.
John had only been Natalia's slave for a week and this was the first time she had allowed him to see her most intimate area and as she continued to masturbate herself slowly, her fingers slipping effortlessly in and out of her wetness, all John could do was watch.
It was his own fault though, he had tried to push her too quickly and that was why she had attached the thick chain, to keep him under her control and remind him who was in charge.
Loosening her grip slightly she smiled at John but, as he moved a little closer, her grip soon tightened on the chain again, keeping him no more than six inches from her opening.
“Can you smell my sweet aroma slave? I bet you can almost taste my juices, the juices you so desperately want to lap from my wet pussy, can't you?”
“I can, Mistress, and if I may be permitted I'd just say how delicious you smell?”
“You are a good slave, quick to learn and eager to please but I am not sure you have earned the right to enjoy my sweet juices just yet.”
John's desperation to be allowed to pleasure Natalia was all to evident on his face, she had seen the same look so many times and knew that she would soon break him, soon own him completely but she needed to now just how far he was prepared to go for her.
With her fingers still running up and down her pussy Natalia lifted her foot and held it an inch or two in front his face.
“Kiss my feet slave, worship your Mistress, prove your devotion to me and only me.”
John raised his head and paused, just for a fraction of a second but that was all it took.
“I see you want all the good things but refuse to earn them.”
Natalia pulled the chain tightly and moved her face towards his.
“You do realize that you aren't going to leave her until you are one hundred percent obedient, until you know your place in a relationship don't you?”
“I do, Mistress, and I am sorry.”
“I don't believe that you are. Maybe I should just put you in there until you learn some discipline.”
As she spoke she glanced over to the six foot by four foot cage in the corner of the room, jerking the chain so John looked as well.
“Is that what you want slave? Shall I put you in there and find a real man to satisfy me?”
“No, Mistress, please it won't happen again.”
Natalia lifted her foot once again and this time John took it lightly in his hands, lowered his head and began to lick, kiss and suck her feet and toes as she continued to masturbate, her movements getting faster as she felt her orgasm building.
After a few minutes she could no longer hold back and jerked hard on the chain, pulling John down level with her aching pussy. Once he was in the position she wanted Natalia let herself go and, as she did, she looked down and smiled.
The first of her juices squirted from between her lips, coating John's face completely.
“So, slave, do I taste as good as I smell then?”
As she continued to ejaculate she looked down at John, who's mouth was wide open and watched, smiling, as he moved his head to make sure he caught every drop of her orgasm.
Getting help from a neighbor
I'd been stroking my cock and dreaming of all the things I wanted to do to my hot, older, neighbor every day since she had first moved in next door and today had been no different. As soon as the house had emptied I had turned my chair to face the window, hurriedly dropped my jeans and boxer shorts and stroked my cock until it was fully erect as watched her through the windows, busying herself in her kitchen.
Once I was fully hard I closed my eyes, her image appearing in my mind and continued to stroke my cock slowly. Picturing her running naked through summer fields, begging me to chase her, I continued to masturbate. My breathing became more erratic, my heart pounded violently in my chest and I knew that I wasn't going to last much longer, I never did when I thought of her but before I could explode I felt another, softer, hand encircle mine.
Fear tore through me and I went to open my eyes, only my vision was blocked by a soft hand covering my eyes.
“No peeking,” a soft, seductive female voice whispered. “Not yet.”
“W-Who are you?” I asked, stuttering.
“Shhh just relax.”
The hand encircling mine released it's grip and I felt her removing my hand from around my shaft, before her soft fingers replace it and encircled me lightly. As soon as her fingers were in place she slowly began stroking me, her fingers lightly running up and down the whole length of my shaft and I felt her occasionally stop stroking and run her nails over the slit in the end of my cock, teasing me.
Eventually though her teasing stopped and her grip became tighter, her strokes more vigorous and I felt my balls started to tighten in their sac and my body begin to tremble. I was about to explode and I still didn't know who was masturbating me, all I knew was that whoever it was certainly knew what they were doing because I had never felt as weak as I did at that exact second.
“I'm going to take my hand from your eyes now but I want you to wait five seconds before you open your eyes,” the voice purred. “If you don't I shall release your cock and walk away, leaving you teetering on the edge do you understand?”
“Y-Yes,” I managed to gasp in reply, my need to cum becoming impossible to control.
I felt her hand move and although I kept my eyes shut, just a she had ordered, I could feel the sunlight on my face. As I had done as she wanted her hand began stroking my hardness even faster, my orgasm building and I knew that when I finally did cum it would be with a force like never before.
“Lower your head and open your eyes,” she whispered softly.
Doing as she said I bent my head down, opened my eyes and found myself face to face with the neighbor I had been fantasizing about when I started to stroke my cock, the woman I had dreamed about so much and lost all control. My cock twitched violently and the first stream of the thick, milky, liquid exploded from the slit in my cock, splashing down onto her exposed breasts.
As I stared down at the woman of so many of my fantasies still stroking my hard shaft, milking every drop of seed from my body, I saw a look of pure, unadulterated, lust in her eyes as a smile formed on her lips.
“I have noticed you watching me, stroking your hardness as you thought about me, every day and I wanted to make your dreams come true,” she purred seductively, as she squeezed the last drop of cum from my cock, “and tomorrow you shall return the favor. I shall be waiting.”
Ellie's two million dollar punishment
As I looked down at Ellie I brushed her hair away from her face, before gripping it in my hand. The look on her face hadn't changed since we had left the office and told me all I needed to know. She was guilty, guilty of costing the company two million dollars and the choice, as well as the position she now found herself in, had been hers and hers alone.
I would have fired her sorry ass there and then, after all it wasn't the first time she had cost me money, but when she dropped to her knees in front of me and pleaded with me to punish her, in this way, she had caught me totally by surprise.
Even as I had led her out of the office I thought she would have changed her mind and said anything to try and get me to forgive her but instead she had walked quietly beside me, keeping her head bowed and staring at the floor, as I had led her to the underground car park, and my car.
When I opened the passenger door I watched as her slimline skirt rode over her thighs, giving me just a glimpse of the top of her her hold-up stockings, as she had eased herself into the seat.
Closing the door I strode around to the driver's side, climbed in, fired up the engine and stamped my foot on the accelerator, screeching out of the car park and on to the main road. As we sped through the streets, in total silence toward my home, I occasionally glanced at her out of the corner of my eye and saw that her head was still bowed, the look on her face still one of guilt, as well as acceptance of her fate.
Now, back at mine and with her naked except for the stockings, which I had insisted she keep on, laying over my knee ready to receive her punishment I looked down at her and felt something for her which I never had before.
Not only was he was a damn good PA, that was the reason I had forgiven her in the past, but she was also the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. Her porcelain skin looked so fragile, as if it would crumble at the slightest touch, in the dim light of my large bedroom. Her golden hair would flow, as if taken by a light summer breeze, whenever she walked, even through the office.
Gripping her hair, tightly, in my face I lowered my head so my mouth was next to her ear. The sweet aroma of her perfume caused a stirring in my trousers I was expecting and, as I placed my hand on her soft, naked, ass and caressed her softly the stirring become a lot worse and I was soon harder than I had ever been in my life.
“Please, Sir,” Ellie whimpered, the first time she had spoken since we left the office. “I didn't mean to miss the call.”
“I believe you, Ellie but it's not the first mistake you've made is it?”
“I know, Sir and I really am sorry.”
As she spoke I continued to caress her ass, her unblemished beauty driving me wild with lust.
“Unfortunately sorry isn't going to pay the bills, or keep the company afloat, is it?”
“No, Sir, it isn't and I deserve to be punished,” Ellie moaned, lifting her ass just a little.
“Yes, Ellie, you do,” I replied, lifting my hand high into the air.
“Please, Sir,” Ellie mouthed and I brought my hand down, sharply, on to her soft ass.
Instantly the whiteness of her skin was replaced with the red outline of my hand and Ellie yelped softly. After rubbing her reddened cheek softly I raised my hand again, this time bringing it crashing down on her other cheek. Ellie yelped a little louder this time but lifted her ass a little more.
Eight more times my hand went up and then crashed on to her ass, four more times for each cheek and as I lifted my hand for the last time I looked at what I had done. Gone was the perfect porcelain look which had first made me hard, and instead Ellie's ass was a mass of red welts, in the shape of my hand.
“Hopefully you have learned your lesson, Ellie, and there won't be any more mistakes.”
“Thank you, Sir, and I really am sorry,” Ellie replied softly as she slipped from my lap to her knees on the floor, her head resting on the bed next to me. “I promise to be a lot more careful in the future.”
As she spoke she lifted her head, placed it lightly on my lap and lowered her head, to hide the slight smile which had started to form on her lips.
A very intimate proposal
In the eight months we had been seeing each other I had done everything to try and show her how much she meant to me. I had wined her, dined her, taken her to the movies, out to nightclubs and even taken her away for a sun-kissed vacation in the Caribbean but I knew, deep down that, until I let her make love to me like I did to her, our relationship would never be one hundred percent complete.
I had spent the whole day getting myself ready for this and once we had finished the special meal, which I had prepared from scratch and cleaned away the pots I took Julie-Ann by the hand and led her through to the bedroom.
Turning the stereo on I started the CD, which I knew was her favourite, pulled her close and began to kiss her passionately. Swaying gently, in time with the music, I held her as tightly as possible, without crushing her and knew that the time was right.
Pulling my lips from hers I looked deep in to her emerald green eyes.
“I'm ready, baby,” I whispered softly.
Smiling back at me Julie-Ann slowly undid my shirt, kissing my muscular chest lightly with each newly undone button, before slipping it off and dropping it to the floor. Soon she had done the same with my trousers and boxers, leaving me standing before her totally naked, my cock as hard as it had ever been.
Quickly stepping out of her own clothes she took my hand, led me over to the bed and pulled me down on top of her. As we kissed passionately our cocks rubbing against each other I, once again, looked in to her eye.
“Make love to me, baby,” I whispered. “Just as I have you so many times.”
“Are you sure you a really ready for this?” Julie-Ann asked softly, a look of uncertainty in her eyes.
“More than I ever,” I replied, before rolling on to my stomach and raising my ass for her.
Positioning herself behind me Julie-Ann reached for the lubrication I kept in the bedside table, squeezed a large amount into her hand and began to massage the ice-cold liquid all over my virgin hole, occasionally slipping a couple of fingers inside me, until she decided I was lubricated enough to accommodate her thickness, without it hurting too much.
“Are you sure this is what you want, baby?” she asked once more, as I felt the thick, swollen head of her cock against my tightness.
“More than anything,” I replied, as I began to push my ass back against her hardness.
Gripping my hair Julie-Ann slowly pushed her hard cock deep in to my ass and, as she did, I let out a loud gasp.
Slowly she built up a steady rhythm and, as her cock slid back and forth, each thrust became a little harder and went a little deeper. Surprised at the lack of pain I was experiencing I tightened my hole around her shaft until, after what felt like hours, I heard her gasp before her thickness twitched violently deep inside me and she began to come.
Once she was fully drained the two of us collapsed on to the bed, our bodies wet with sweat and I pulled her close. Finally everything felt perfect and I knew there was only one more thing I had to do.
Turning my head, to stare at her beauty, I lifted one hand and brushed her hair away from her face and smiled.
“That was amazing, babe” I gasped breathlessly. “I never knew it would feel that good.”
“I love you baby,” Julie-Ann replied, a small tear forming in the corner of her eye.
“Why the tear then, babe?” I asked.
“Because I know what happens next,” she whispered, her voice breaking like she was about to cry.
“And what's that then?
“The same as every relationship I have ever had,” she replied. “You have got what you want and now you end the relationship, that's what.”
“Actually, baby, that was the last thing I was going to say,” I told her, as I reached down the side of the bed and found what I was looking for.
I pulled her naked body as close to mine as possible, smiled and offered her the small box I was clutching in my hand.
“What's going on babe? What's this?” Julie-Ann asked, a puzzled look on her face.
Taking the box back I opened it slowly and turned it around, so she could see the eighteen carat gold, diamond cluster ring.
“Julie-Ann you are the best thing that has ever happened to me and I was just wondering,” I began, before taking a deep breath, “if you would do me the honour of becoming my wife.”
When friends become lovers
Sasha looked into Lisa's eyes, smiled and placed her hand just under the curve of her smooth, soft breasts and leaned forward. As she did her breasts brushed against Lisa's, her nipples rubbed lightly against the girl she had known since the day they first started school and stiffened almost instantly.
She couldn't believe that after all the years they had known each other, everything that they had been through as friends, they were about to make love for the first time.
The kiss they shared earlier in the day wasn't their first, they had often pecked each other on the lips but there was something about that one that had sent feelings of electricity coursing through Sasha body, feelings that only subsided when she felt the tingling in her pussy.
“Are you sure Lisa?” Sasha asked softly staring deep into her friends eyes and shifting her hand so that her thumb brushed Lisa's nipple.
“I, we, have to know Sasha.”
Lowering her head, before either of them said anything that they might regret, Sasha placed her lips, softly at first, against Lisa's. Kissing each other lightly a few times Sasha felt the same electric tingling from earlier and gripped her friend's waist tighter.
Pulling Lisa as close as she could to her own body Sasha slowly eased her tongue passed Lisa's lips and into her mouth. Quickly Lisa reciprocated and, as they kissed passionately, Sasha allowed her hand to travel across her friends small, but firm tits, caressing each one in turn before pulling her lips away from Lisa's.
Lowering her head Sasha began flicking at Lisa's nipples with her tongue, occasionally sucking each one into her mouth gently, causing Lisa to moan softly before she kissed each one lightly. As she continued to kiss and suck Lisa's hard nipples she slowly moved her hand further down over Lisa's flat stomach.
Pausing as she felt the soft curls of Lisa's blonde pubic hair she lifted her head, looked at Lisa and smiled again. Lisa smiled back before closing her eyes, the smile staying on her face as she parted her thighs slightly. Sasha knew what Lisa wanted, she wanted it just as much and she slipped her hand between her friend's legs. As she felt the slightly parted lips of Lisa's pussy, which was already moist from anticipation, Sasha slowly eased her middle finger into Lisa.
Gasping Lisa moaned Sasha's name, parted her legs even more and begged Sasha not to stop, bucking her hips against Sasha's hand in encouragement. After circling her finger inside Lisa's pussy for a few minutes Sasha slipped a second, then third, finger into her friend, filling her pussy and began to thrust in and out in a fucking motion.
“Oh fuck Sasha yes don't stop,” Lisa gasped and she reached around Sasha to grip her ass tightly.
Sasha smiled to herself, she had no intention of stopping, but what she did want and what surprised her more than anything was that she was desperate to find out just how sweet Lisa's soaking pussy tasted.
Keeping her fingers buried deep inside Lisa Sasha slid down the bed, the smell coming from her friends pussy sending yet more bolts of ecstasy towards her own pussy, before she ran her tongue through Lisa's pubic hair. Pausing before allowing her tongue to travel along the outer lips of Lisa's pussy, to savor the sweet smell emanating from her friend's core, Sasha slipped her fingers out of Lisa's pussy and down between her own thighs.
As she began to probe Lisa's opening she pushed her fingers deep, and hard, into her own pussy and was surprised to find it almost as wet as Lisa's. Lisa's groans became louder as Sasha lapped at her pussy, knowing that she was so close to coming and she reached down and gripped Sasha by the hair.
“Fuck yes Sasha I'm coming!” Lisa screamed as she bucked her hips even more, grinding her pussy against Sasha and making sure her tongue was as deep inside her as possible. “Fuck please don't stop.”
Sasha had no intention of stopping because, with her own orgasm almost upon her thanks to her fingers, she was determined that the two of them would cum together and, with each of them letting out a long, loud groan, they did.