Date: Thu, 11 May 2006 11:50:14 -0700 (PDT)
From: Mc
Subject: Holly's Choice

Sometimes on those rare moments when I catch myself gazing off into space
I find the woven fabric my life has become thrills and comforts to me,
for in the depths of my soul I bask in true happiness.

My name is Holly and my greatest joy is to serve the two people I love
the most, Becky and Mike. They are my mistress and master and I obey and
serve them in everything they ask.

I was struggling as a student in college, trying to pay the rent and make
the grade. The stress weighed on my shoulders. Every day I felt as if a
piece of me was being taken and crumbled like a piece of stale bread and
then blown away on the wind. I dated some but I always felt cheated. I
gave my body both as a search for comfort and because that's what the
guys expected of me. I was attracted to guys and enjoyed having sex but I
kept wanting more, something was missing but I couldn't figure out what
it was. That all changed for me when I started a math class with Becky as
the instructor.

Math is not one of my strong suits. No it's better put as, "I suck at
it." The first few weeks of class I tried hard to stay on top of the
material but I just slipped closer and closer towards failing with each
assignment. I went into Becky's office one day after class and told her
that I was contemplating dropping the class. She assured me that I had
what it takes to learn the equations and even if I didn't pull an A I
could surly make it out with a C or above. She offered to tutor me and
help make her prediction a reality. I was hesitant at first to take up
her time and to believe in myself enough to try but eventually I decided
to go for it. We made arrangements to meet Tuesdays and Thursdays
evenings.

I think I'm one of those people who burys their head in the sand and
misses out ons  all the happenings in the world. I've never paid much
attention to same sex movement, but very quickly after my tutoring
lessons began I felt an attraction with Becky. I was felt drawn to her,
eagerly counting the minutes till I went to her house. I just knew I'd
lost my mind. Her husband Mike was usually home when I was there. He is a
doting loving husband and clearly she loves him back just as much.

Desire filled me though. I found myself fanaticizing of shared kisses,
being held by her and basking in her touch. I was stunned with my
feelings for another woman but the strength of my needs overcame any
reservations I had. One Tuesday night as we sat on the floor in her den
going over the same problem for the hundredth time the futility of our
efforts dissolved my resolve. Tears began pooling in my eyes and spilling
onto my cheeks and no matter how hard I tried I couldn't stop them from
falling. Becky's arms slid around me and she pulled me into her
comforting embrace. She gently rocked me while the flood of my tears
continued to flow. I felt as if each drop washed away a measure of
despair till eventually I was drained feeling neither despair nor joy
only hollow.

The feel of Becky's fingers sliding through my hair pulled me back from
the hollow empty void my mind had retreated to. As if using golden
threads of sunshine her touch weaved warmth and light guiding me back
from my pain. I kept my eyes closed tight refusing to allow reality to
invade this moment of wonder and peace. The swell of her breast pillowed
my check, her soft musky scent filling my nose, and the feel of her
fingers combing through my hair sent tingles coursing through me. At
first I didn't understand why I was feeling this way I felt so confused.
My breasts had swollen and my nipples hardening. Understanding sank in as
I felt my pussy thicken, my clit achingly pulse with each stroke of her
fingers.

My body and mind began battling. My mind told me I was crazy, going
through a list of how and why I could not be feeling what I was feeling
and how nothing could ever become of it. My body rejected every rational
thought. The desire I felt mixed with the feelings of friendship and
respect I had for Becky refused to be dismissed. As if sensing my inner
struggle Becky cupped my face in her hands and raised my gaze to meet
hers. Gentleness and acceptance met my troubled gaze holding me
spellbound. "It's ok," She assured me, "hurting is part of what makes
us better so we can better love others." "You have so much love and
kindness in you. Life is so much harder on those with a gentle spirit.
The beauty of it though is when you find the one you love your happiness
will fill you with pure sunshine radiating through every aspect of who
you are and what you do." I wanted to believe what she said could be
true but I knew they weren't. I would never be able to find true
happiness. "It just isn't meant to be," I whispered in response.

That was the turning moment in my life. Becky and I sat talking late into
the night. Over the next few weeks our bond strengthened. We spent hours
just sitting and talking about our lives. At first I censured the secrets
I shared exposing my self tentatively one small cautious layer at a time.
Mike occasionally joined us listening to our conversations. Our
friendship paved the way into a deeper feeling of companionship.

One night Becky and I were cuddled up in blankets, basking in the warmth
from the fire place in the family room. We were talking about my latest
relationship I was in. I confided in her my disappointment in how
unfulfilled I felt. I shared with her how I felt like there was something
more. Something I couldn't explain, a feeling of incompletion of needing
more but not knowing what. I explained how I had felt this with all the
relationships I'd been involved in. I kept brushing my feelings aside
though. I told her how I longed to love and be loved the way she and Mike
did with each other. Then I asked her if she ever felt hungry for more
after she and Mike had made love. Did she feel as if she should be
grateful for the times when she reached an orgasm. I admitted in shame
that even though many times I'd felt the thrill of orgasm, later after
he had fallen asleep I felt a need still burning inside.

Becky held nothing back then as she told me of a life I had never dreamed
existed. She shared with me how she had truly met Mike. She was living
with her mistress and one day She brought Mike home with her. She
explained that her mistress often brought home friends and while in their
home Becky was expected to serve them as if they were her mistress or
master. I was stunned. Becky was beautiful and outgoing; she was clearly
no ones slave. My mind pictured her bound naked at the mercy of a
villain. I refused to believe it possible and at the same time an
overwhelming need to protect her surged through me. I expressed how I was
feeling to Becky and startled us both with a flood of tears. I suddenly
realized I was in love with her. Gently she drew me beside her and
cuddled me close while she finished her story.

She had left home to go out into the world and experience life while she
made her way through college just like I was trying to do. Answering an
add in the local paper she became roommates with a girl who was also
taking classes. Her room mate Lisa, took her under her wing and showed
her how to get through the same struggles I was facing. Becky said that
at first she was embarrassed when Lisa would walk around the apartment in
just panties and a bra, sometimes wearing less than that. Eventually
though she began to relax though not quite as openly as Lisa did. She
began finding joy in the freedoms of casual dress. She said that she
wasn't too sure when it happened but she began having feelings she
didn't understand. Feelings she felt for the men she dated. Excitement,
attraction, and need, feelings she'd felt when she first began dating a
guy, and confusion at the possibility that she was attracted to her room
mate.

She then told me that one morning they had just cleaned the apartment
from top to bottom and had agreed that after they cleaned up they would
go out for Mexican as a treat. They raced for the shower each stripping
shirts and panties vying for the prized hot water left. Both of them
stood before the shower stripping the last pieces of fabric from their
bodies, as one they arrived at the same destination in time, naked,
sweaty and panting from the race. It was Lisa's idea to take a shower
together and at first Becky hesitated afraid of the intimacy, the
closeness, fearful her body would betray her secret. But Lisa's coaxing
and the promise of the warm cleansing water won her over. Stepping into
the shower she raised her face to the drops raining down using it as an
excuse to keep her eyes closed and her mind away from the woman she
loved. Things began with a playful spraying of water here, a tickle
there, a tease there. It quickly changed though when Lisa took her into
her arms and kissed her. Gently, soft and coaxing at first as if asking
and searching for the response to her kiss. Becky said she felt such joy
in knowing that she wasn't this awful person for the feelings she had
been feeling. That night Lisa asked Becky to be hers, though not in the
way most people would think. Lisa would become her mistress, she would
care for her in every way she needed or asked and Becky would serve her
as her slave.

My mind was reeling from the things she was sharing with me, I had only
the horrors of media as a guide for the things she talked about. The
crazy thing about it all was this little spark of excitement that pulsed
in my heart and between my legs. Her story frightened me but at the same
time it touched something inside of me. I was eager to learn more of her
story.

Becky said she didn't give an answer to Lisa that night, but she lay in
her bed awake all night searching for the answer. Becky had asked Lisa
tons of questions of what it would mean to call Lisa mistress, but so
many questions didn't have a chance to be asked. Lisa assured her of her
love for her and that as her mistress she would love and care for her.
Becky's deep desire to please Lisa fueled by her love for her made the
decision seem so simple. Unfortunately life is much more than love, or
the desire to serve someone you love. By morning though she knew what she
wanted to do and took courage in her decision. Her life with Lisa as her
mistress began. Lisa had brought Mike home that day the same as she had
others and over the course of a few months she found she'd fallen in
love with him. She asked Lisa to give her to him and when Mike said no
she was devastated. But then he told them he wanted Becky to be his wife
not just his slave. They've been together now for five years. They held
to some of the pleasures they enjoyed before marriage, and occasionally
having one of their friends slaves come and stay for a few days. Most
important of all though is the love and affection they shared for each
other.

"We've never asked anyone to join our family before," she said. "We
want to change that by asking you to serve Mike and I as your mistress
and master. We've watched you these past months struggling and hurting.
Deep feelings of love have grown between us. I see it mirrored in your
eyes when you look at us. I've also seen your desire to please us to
make us happy and we feel the same. I've also seen desire pink your
cheeks when you've realized you've been feasting on either of us with
your eyes. We feel all those things for you. We want to love you, protect
you and bring you joy and peace." Her words hung in the air between us,
I felt like I'd stepped into a swarm of bees and each one was a train of
thought. Her next words made them all freeze. "I'm hungry for you. I
can taste you and feel you though I've not touched you. I want
desperately to make love to you, but I won't. The only way I'll make
love to you is as your mistress."

I was too dazed to resist as she pulled me close against her so we lay
cuddled together before the fire. Some time during the night I found
peace and with it sleep, my decision would have to wait for the morning.

I awoke to the feel of her finger tips caressing my cheek and neck. My
body had awaken long before my mind from her touch. I throbbed and ached
most of if had nothing to do with spending the night on the floor. My
gaze met hers, my decision plain to read. I rolled onto my back a gazed
up at the woman I loved, peace filled my soul. I knew I was making the
right decision. She slid just one finger tip, feather soft across my lips
then trailed it over my chin down my neck as she neared the V of my
blouse, my breasts swelled anticipating her touch. My hardened nipples
showed through the thin fabric covering them. Slowly she circled one tip
then the other teasing but not touching my aching nipples.

Mike drew my attention when he walked into the room. His smile of
approval washed away the fear of his anger at having discovered me and
his wife almost naked on their family room floor. The blanket discarded
beside me revealing I wore a pajama blouse and panties only. One leg bent
at the knee and my legs partially spread, I felt how soaked my panties
were and knew Mike could see that the moment he'd walked in. Not to
mention my swollen breasts and hardened nipples pushing for escape from
the silk restraining them while Becky lay beside me propped up on one arm
while the other encouraged and teased my aching body. Becky held me from
getting up or rolling over assuring me it's ok while Mike joined us.

Cheerfully he greeted us before bestowing a playful kiss on first
Becky's then my nose. "My favorite way of waking up in the morning,
being surround by not one but two beautiful women. Makes me very hungry,
just the sight and smell, a delicate feast waiting to be enjoyed," he
laughed. Turning to me he said, she's finally talked to you?" I nodded
in response. "Have you decided what you want to do?" I felt myself
blush as I nodded again for my answer. Both of them embraced me as one
wrapping me in a cocoon of love. I knew I'd found where I wanted to be
and who I wanted to be with. I'd found home.

Mike and Becky drew me to my feet and led me to the master bedroom. I
wasn't dragging my feet but I wasn't running ahead urging them on
either. I was scared. I didn't know if I knew the right things, I
didn't know how to pleasure either of them and I surely had never made
love with another woman. What it I messed up somehow. I was surprised
when they led me to the bathroom. Mike turned on the water while I stood
as if made of wood. Becky had slid her panties off and finished shedding
her blouse at the same time Mike stepped out of his boxers. Then turning
to me they slid my blouse from my shoulders, then my panties over my hips
and down my legs. Instinctively I stepped one foot then the other from
their silken warmth. Mike and Becky comforted me with words of assurance.
Promising a warm refreshing shower will relax all three of us and make
exploring each others bodies even more enjoyable.

Pouring soap into the palm of her hand Becky washed then conditioned my
hair. Mike reached for my hand and turned it palm up, then he filled it
with soap. Then he place my hand on Becky's shoulder and told me to,
"wash her." Tentatively at first I slid my hand down her arms then over
her back. It felt natural and right as my hands slid lower to the curve
of her behind. I marveled in how beautiful and soft she was. Mike filled
my palm again when I turned to him silently asking for more soap. My
hands returned to the curve of her bottom, rubbing and kneading,
spreading a trail of lather across her skin. Mike stepped behind her
pressing himself against her warmth. Covering my hands with his he began
guiding them over her hips up her sides to her breasts. I stood there
cradling their weight in my hands marveling at the beauty of her. All the
times I had craved something that had been just out of reach, I now
realized what it had been. This was the something more. I marveled in the
feel of her nipples rolling under my thumbs as I stroked back and forth
across their hardened peaks. The feel and sight of them sent an
overwhelming need to kiss them, tease them with the tip of my tongue then
draw them deep into my mouth and suckled them. "They're aching for you
to touch them. To have you draw them deep into your mouth and stroke them
with your tongue" Becky said. "my whole body if throbbing for you."
Taking my hand and sliding it down her stomach to her pussy she cupped it
with my palm. I had only my own body as a comparison, of being touched by
others and touching myself, to draw from as I explored her pussy. Gently
I combed my fingers through the springy curls. My middle finger found the
place where her lips came together and slid along its length. I knew by
the slickness of the moisture coating my finger that it was not water
from the shower. Slick and wet my finger slid across her clit. She
gasped, her hips bucking. A sense of wonder and power filled me and I
wanted more.

Drawing my hand from her heat Becky announced we'd had enough fun in the
showed and "besides" she laughed, my legs are shaking so much I can
hardly stand up." Wrapping ourselves in towels we padded into the
bedroom. Again uncertainty washed over me as my eyes settled on their
bed. It seemed so large, dominating the room with its presence. Mike
stepped up behind me hugging me in his embrace. Feather light kisses sent
chills racing through me as his lips brushed my neck. He lifted my hair
then made his way from one side around to the other leaving a trail of
goose bumps in his wake. Removing my towel from my clenched hands he let
it slide to the floor. Taking my hands in his he pressed them to my
stomach and held them there focusing again on the kisses to my neck. I
trembled under his touch every inch alive and throbbing. I felt alive and
sexy. He began sliding our hands up my stomach towards my breasts.
Together we cupped their weight. "Feel how beautifully swollen they are.
It's because your body embraces what your mind fights to accept. You are
beautiful and sexy, you are hungry to be made love to." My nipples
hardened painfully at his words, peaking into throbbing nubs. Without
realizing it my thumbs began rubbing them, circling around and over them.
"Feel them ache as they squeeze tighter and harder. Feel them pulse
under your thumb." My nipples ached even more with his words. He then
drew my hands away from my breasts and began retracing our path back down
to my stomach. I leaned backwards into Mike tilting my head back and
resting it against his chest. My hips rocked forward as our hands slid
lower past my stomach. I'd closed my eyes when our hands cupped my
breasts and gave myself over to pure sensation undistracted by visual
sight.

The tips of our fingers grazed the springy curls that shadowed my pussy.
I held my breath as they slipped into the warmth of my hair. "Feel you
heat," Mike murmured in my ear. "It radiates from you exposing how
wanton you are." Sliding lower we cupped my mound with the palm of my
hand. I rocked my hips pressing my clit against the heel of my hand
smashing it and sending waves of pleasure radiating from my clit to the
center of my pussy, my walls clenched in response. I moaned in response
to the ache in my pussy. Moisture soaked my fingers and palm making them
slick with my juices. Guiding my finger between my lips we parted them as
our fingers delved into my center. Creamy warmth enveloped them
lubricating the way as they slid deep. I spread my legs wider giving
myself over to the pleasures throbbing through my body. We kept our
fingers buried deep inside feeling my inner walls convulse around them.
Mikes voice hypmotised me as he described the feel of my pussy around our
fingers.

My legs gave way when he began moving inside me. Sliding in and out just
a fraction of an inch. I felt myself swell even tighter as I approached
orgasm. I whimped in protest as Mike slid his finger from my pussy
telling me it wasn't time for me to come just yet. Taking my hand he
withdrew my finger from my pussy and brought it to my lips, instructing
me to taste. The musky smell of my pussy filled my nose causing mey to
clench in response. I parted my lips to take a tentative taste with my
tongue as Mike spread the cream from my finger over them. Sweet tangy
liquid greeted my tongue. I slid my finger into my mouth in much the same
way we had just moments before into my pussy. I licked and sucked
searching out each drop to be found. I felt dizzy as if drunk from the
taste of my cream. I felt wonder at the depth of sexualality I was
feeling.

I opened my eyes and met Becky's gaze as she whispered her approval.
Stepping forward she took my face in her hands raising my face as she
lowered her mouth to mine. Her tongue caressed my lips as she licked away
the cream Mike had spread there. Then she delved into the heat of my
mouth her tongue stroking mine. The flavor of her pussy filled my mouth
as she slid a finger between our lips joining the in the rhythm of our
mouths. Withdrawing from the kiss she watched as I milked the last of her
juices from her finger. "You're so beautiful I need to taste you to
feel you pulse at my touch. My pussy is drenched, soaking from watching
you and Mike." With the tip of one finger she caressed me starting at
the curve behind my ear she left a trail of fire as it slid down my neck
to the tip of my right nipple. Lightly she slid her finger tip it back
and forth across my nipple. Both nipples hardened and ached in response.
I raised my chest offering my breasts for her touch. I whimpered with
need as she slid her finger nail across one sensitive nipple then the
other. I cried out as her warm tongue slid across first my right nipple
then my left. Only Mike's strength kept me from sinking to the floor. He
held me steady pressed tight against his chest and stomach. The pulse of
he erection cradeled in the curve just above my bottom added more fuel to
the raging fire of my body.

Becky's teeth grazing my nipple drawing my attention away from thoughts
of Mike's penis and back to the torment at hand. I whispered; "please"
not know exactly what I was begging for only seeking release for the
aching that consumed me. Once more  she flicked my nipple with her tongue
then drew me into her mouth. My clit pulsed as she held me captive
sucking and licking my nipple. I lowered my gaze spellbound at the sight
of her mouth at my breast. My nipple ached as she sucked hard pulling me
deep into her mouth. Sucking then releasing she milked me repeating the
process till my nipple pulsed. Then releasing my stinging nipple she
turned to the other one and drew it  into her mouth then she began
nursing and suckling my left nipple. I felt my juices pool in my pussy
soaking my lips and curls.

Becky released my nipple from her mouth. Twin peaks of fire, my nipples
burned and my pussy clenched in response. I desperately wanted to rub my
clit against anything solid, impale myself with something thick and hard
the need to cum pounding through me was so hard and all consuming. I
reached behind me and closed my fist around Mike's penis. Sliding my
fist up and down along the length of his shaft I begged, "please make
love to me." "We are making love to," he replied. Then he led me to
the edge of the bed and sat me down. Gently Becky pushed me backwards
till I laid down with my legs spilling off the side. Mike lay down beside
and kissed me, deep and powerfully. I felt safe and protected and
feminine very feminine. I felt Becky spread my legs drawing my heels up
to the edge of the bed so I lay spread wide open before her. The air blew
across the juices that had soaked my lips tickling me and sending shivers
through me. The brush of Becky's lips against the inside of my thigh
made me jump. I tried to close my legs together ashamed that I'd laid
there spreading my legs as wide as they would go opening my pussy for
Becky. Her hands on my thighs held me in place. Her lips kissing the
inside of my thigh washed away any thoughts embarrassment and replaced
them with a sensuality I'd never felt before. Kissing, licking and
sucking she trailed her way towards the v of my legs. I spread my legs
even wider tilting my hips searching for her lips to cool the flames
burning there.

Mike raised his lips from mine and turned to watch Becky. I held my
breath as together we watched her kisses draw closer and closer to my
pussy. My pussy spasmed tightening my inner walls and causing my clit to
swell and throb painfully. She ran her tongue up the divide between my
lips. My breathing came in quick shallow gasps for air, as I panted the
word please over and over. I froze as her tounge parted my lips sliding
from the bottom of my pussy up to my clit. Gently she sucked my clit and
held it while I pulsed and throbbed in her mouth. Releasing my clit she
slid lower and plunged her tongue deep inside me. I was teetering on the
edge of release one more stroke of her tongue and the dam would burst
spilling my juices in a wave of extecy.

Becky raised her head and gazed at my swollen pussy. Her thumbs spread my
lips opening me even wider. She rubbed the inside of my lips with her
thumbs stopping just inches from my opening. She teased sliding to the
edge then back up towards my clit coming so close to but not close
enough. I whimpered and moaned raising my hips thrusting my pussy against
her hand. Slowly at first she slid her  thumb slick with my juices across
my clit stroking me closer to release. I spread my legs even wider
holding my clit still while she stroked me. My stomache tightened as the
first waves of release crashed through me. Becky's hands cupped my
bottom holding me tight while she licked and sucked my clit. As the
spasms began to subside Becky slid her tongue lower and plunged it deep
inside me. Gentle spasms shot through me as she licked and sucked
drinking the juices soaking the depths of my pussy. She focused once more
on my clit, licking and sucking it gently before raising her her mouth
from me.

I lay panting unable to move. I watched as Becky climbed onto the bed
with Mike and me. One on each side I lay there glowing in the after math
of my orgasm. Becky covered my lips with hers kissing me deep. The flavor
of my juices filled my mouth as she kissed me. Taking my hand she placed
it between her legs. Her juices soaked my fingers as I slid two of them
into the warmth of her pussy. I released my grasp on Mike's penis and
rolled towards her. I wanted to see her pussy and taste her the way she
had just tasted me. She lay on her back as I slid off the side of the bed
and knelt on the floor between her legs. She spread her legs wide
offering her pussy to me. She was so wet, milky cream pooled in the
entrance of her pussy. I had never been with a woman before. I had taken
a mirror and balanced over it while I snuck glimpses of my own wet pussy.
But the sight of Becky's creamy pussy spread before me amazed me. It lay
there shinny with the juices that had dribbled from inside her lips and
thighs. Her curls were so tight and springy. Her clit was swollen, and
peaked from the fold of her inner lips. Most exciting of all was the pool
of milky white cream filling the circle into her depths.

Tentatively I placed my lips to the inside of her thigh and kissed her
soft flesh. Feeling braver from the contact, I began slowly planting tiny
kisses down towards the v of her thighs. Her musky sexy scent filled my
nose exciting me even more. I could hardly wait to drink her juices, as
slide my tongue inside her and licked her clit. Placing my hands on her
thighs, I spread her legs even wider. The movement pulled her lips
further apart exposing her clit even more. Gently I began feather light
licks just below her opening. I fought with the excitement raging through
me. I wanted to thrust my tongue into her depths and suck her cream
filling me with her taste. Instead, I licked and teased as she had done
to me. I wanted her to enjoy her pussy being eaten the same way I had. I
had gone to heaven when I reached her pool of juices. Greedily I licked
and sucked the opening to her pussy and drank her juices.

Feeling her shift in position I looked up in time to see Mike supporting
her shoulders so they both could see down to where my face was buried. My
own pussy throbbed and ached knowing they watched my feast on her pussy.
Satisfied, I turned my attention again to the apex of Becky's legs. I
began licking and exploring what made Becky feel good, though all the
time avoiding direct contact to her clit. I knew from experience that her
clit was the button that would send her spiraling to orgasm and I wanted
to explore and drink from her pussy for a while before she filled my
mouth with her cum. I found she likes her lips sucked both her inner and
outer. She also likes having both my tongue and finger inside her. I
liked that a lot, because I could bury my finger deep inside her and
scoop her cream out to my tongue this way I could drink even more of her
juicy cream. Sheer by accident I discovered that she likes her bottom
licked too. I had been circling her pussy dipping down below it with my
tongue and soaked fingers. Suddenly she bucked under me and my fingers
slid across her puckered behind, She moaned in response so I decided to
investigate further. Again, I slid the damp tip of my finger over the
opening to her behind and sure enough she moaned, this time bucking in
response. I found just what I needed to know and began pleasuring her
bottom as well as her pussy.

I had found out by accident that I too loved my bottom played with. I had
been touching myself one night. I'd been sitting on my couch drying off
after a shower, reading a book. I'd gotten turned on by the story and
the next thing I knew I was rubbing myself between my legs. I started out
just tickling and teasing not very serious about what I was doing. The
next thing I knew I was smearing my juices over my clit as I stroked it
with my finger. I did this until I was just on the edge of cuming but I
wanted to make it last as long as I could so I abandoned my clit and
shoved my finger hard into my depths. The palm of my hand pounded my clit
as I fingered myself. I was frantic to cum but denied myself the release
I so needed. My finger was sliding in and our franticly. My finger and
hand drenched with my juices. I slid my middle finger from my hole and
replaced it with the middle finger of my other hand. On and off both
fingers slid into me then in my frantic need one of my fingers
accidentally slid lower and just inside the hole to my bum. At first I
was startled but pleasure was stronger and next thing I knew I had one
finger filling my pussy and another my ass. My pussy was pounding in tune
with the strokes of my fingers. Finally, I couldn't resist any longer.
At first, I withdrew my finger from my ass intent on stroking just my
pussy and clit. But the sensation of my finger buried in my ass hole was
too good to leave behind. I made myself wait even longer as I slid my
middle finger into my ass and my thumb into my pussy. I pumped them in
and out a few times getting the flow of the rhythm. I was buried deep in
the feelings my fingers were causing, pumping in and out. The juices
flowing from my pussy down to my ass making it wet and slick. Restraining
myself I began slowly rubbing around my clit I'd reward myself ever now
and then by stroking across the top of it. Then I started rolling it
around rubbing it with the tip of my finger. My stomach tightened and I
knew I was going to drench my finger with cum any second. I stilled my
finger holding it pressed against my clit denying myself again the need
to come. Slowly I began pumping my fingers into me and rubbing my clit.
Franticly I touched myself as waves crashed through me. It felt as if my
pussy was turning inside out, as it spread and swell. As I lay there
basking in the glow I smiled as the tickle of pussy juice ran down
soaking my finger that was still buried deep in my ass.

When I found that Becky liked to be touched there as well a shiver of
thrill shot through me. My finger was already wet with her pussy juices
but I slid my tongue over her entrance anyway. She tasted different down
here but still yummy. I teased and licked the outside of her opening.
Playing with the entrance of her ass. Feeling bolder, I began pushing my
tongue into the tight circle. She wiggled and squirmed in response to my
probing tongue. I slid my wet thumb to her entrance and toyed with it.
Finally, carefully I slid my slick thumb inside her. She was as tight as
I had been when my finger had slid inside me. Slowly I began sliding my
thumb in and out stroking her. Leaving my thumb buried in her ass, I slid
my mouth back to her pussy and began drinking from her again. Burying two
fingers inside her, I moved my mouth up to her clit. Slowly at first I
began to stroke my tongue across its surface while sucking it gently. As
if I nursed from her nipple, I sucked then licked, sucked then licked.
She pumped her hips thrusting her pussy and ass onto the fingers buried
inside her. I felt her pussy thicken and tighten on my fingers. Warm
moister sloshed over my hand making slurping sounds each time my fingers
withdrew from her pussy. I recognized the signs and knew she was getting
ready to come. I wanted to slow down and even stop. I wanted to prolong
her pleasure torture her by denying her release, holding it off for a few
minutes more. But her taste had changed becoming tangy and musky, she
tasted so good in my mouth. And my own body betrayed my by becoming so
aroused, aching again for touch. I couldn't stop myself or her as I took
her thrashing into orgasm. She screamed as she came, pumped her legs open
and shut as she spilled her juices. As she began to settle I withdrew my
fingers ad settled my mouth onto the o of her pussy. Like a greedy
kitten, I gently licked and sucked her cream. Then gently in parting, I
slid my tongue down to her ass and slid my tongue over her opening. Then
I crawled up onto the bed and into her arms.

  We lay there panting. The feel of Mike's fingers closing over my
nipple reminded me of how excited licking Becky's pussy had made me
again. I arched my back lifting my breasts to him offering my body to
him. He squeezed my nipple hard twisting it. A combination of pain and
pleasure shot through me. I desperately wanted him to take me into his
mouth and suck me bringing back the pleasure of having my nipple burn and
ache from his touch. Instead, he rose up onto his knees and directed me
to kneel on all fours in the middle of the bed. Eager to please I crawled
to the middle and knelt down on my hands and knees. I felt vulnerable yet
sexy with my breasts hanging below me and my ass sticking out behind me.
Turning my head to the side, I watched Mike kneel behind me. His penis
stuck out hard and straight in front of him. I could see moisture
dripping from the tip and thrills shot through me knowing that any second
he would shove it deep inside me. He knelt behind me the tip of his penis
brushing against the lips of my pussy but not parting them. Becky
surprised me by sliding on her back underneath me. She positioned herself
with her pussy in my face and her face below my pussy. I felt her
movements as she took Mike into her mouth. My pussy was dripping and
clenching in response and looking down I could see that Becky was wet and
creamy again. Spreading her legs I supported myself on my elbows This way
I could hold myself up and hold her spread wide open for me at the same
time. I slid my hands around her thighs bringing my fingers in contact
with her puckered ass hole and up to her pussy. Hungry for more of her
juices I lowered my mouth to her pussy. My chin brushed her clit as I
slid my tongue deep inside her. She tasted so good. My tongue was buried
as deep as I could shove it inside her pussy scooping her milky cream for
me to drink.

I felt the tip of Mike's penis pressing against the opening of my pussy.
I held my breath as he began sliding into me. Slowly he spread me forcing
my walls to part for him. With a last little push, he buried all of
himself deep inside me. Then he held it there rocking, moving the head of
his penis against the back of my pussy. I could feel the muscles flexing
in his legs as he held himself still. My pussy was clenching and jumping
ready to come and drench him with milky cream.

Becky pulled me from my point of focus by grabbing my head and shoving my
face into her pussy. As soon as I started sucking her clit, Mike began
sliding in and out of me. His penis spread me wide each time he pushed
back into me. Using my finger, I began the same rhythm on Becky's pussy
while I licked and sucked her clit. Mike grabbed me low on my hips and
began pumping into me harder sending him crashing into the back of my
pussy. It was blissful torture having him plunge so deep into me but I
wanted, needed him to take me faster. Steadily he plunged into me then
pulled out always keeping to a slow even rhythm. I licked and sucked
Becky's clit focusing my need and frustration on her pussy. My fingers
were soaking wet with her juices. Then Becky stroked my clit with her wet
fingers. She matched her strokes with Mikes. He'd pull himself out till
just the head spread my lips then plunge hard into me then hold himself
there while Becky stroked my clit stopping as he pulled back out. As a
team the tortured my pussy until I couldn't hold back any more and knew
I was going to come even if they weren't touching me. Furiously I licked
Becky's clit needing her to come with me. As my walls clenched Mike and
the first wave of juices coated his penis they both answered my call.
Becky rubbed and stroked my clit while Mike pumped himself in and out
sporadic in rhythm now, but harder and deeper than before. His hands on
my hips held me in place while Becky rubbed my clit stroking the last of
my orgasm from deep inside me. Then she exploded in my mouth, her walls
sucking my fingers as I slid them in and out of her. Her hips bucked as
she rubbed her pussy against my mouth. Mike grabbed my hips tighter then
buried himself inside me filling me with his hot cum till his testicles
had emptied. As one, we plopped onto the bed exhausted but very
satisfied.


         I began learning after that how I was to serve my new master and
mistress. My journal began by me just jotting down notes on the likes and
dislikes of Mike and Becky. I listened carefully to the things they said
and paid close attention when I made love with them. Learning to please
and serve them in every way. Eventually my notes became a journal as I
recounted my days as their servant. Yesterday I bought a special gift for
Becky. She had mentioned how exciting it would be if Mike had two penises
that, way she could have him fill her pussy and mouth at the same time.

So, While they were at work I slipped to the store and bought her a
surprise. That night after dinner, I brought my gift to her. Kneeling
before her, I offered it to her. I could tell she was surprised and
interested in trying it out.

She told me to take off my clothes and kneel before them naked. Eagerly I
complied. She and Mike also removed their clothes. Becky sat on the couch
and spread her legs showing me just how eager she was to fill her pussy
with the dildo. Mike turned so he could watch her as she masturbated with
the dildo. He ordered me to kneel before him. Told me to cup my breasts
and squeeze my nipples while he filled my mouth with his penis. He told
me not to let my nipples go the whole time he was in my mouth. Eager to
obey him I cupped my breasts and squeezed my nipples hard with my
fingers. Burying his hand in my hair and holding his hard penis with his
other hand Mike slid the head over my lips, spreading his juices on them.
Unable to resist I slid my tongue out and stole a taste of him. Then
parting my lips, he slid the head between my lips. I sucked and licked
the moisture that seeped from him. Slowly he slid his penis into the
depths of my mouth. I continued caressing and stroking him with my tongue
as he filled my mouth sliding deep and pressing against the back of my
throat. He held himself there pressed deep inside me pulsing and jumping
in my mouth.

I could hear Becky moaning and knew she was filling her pussy while she
watched Mike fill my mouth. My own pussy was clenching and throbbing. I
loved it when Mike took me this way. I felt sexual and helpless unable to
touch him while he slid in and out of my mouth using me as his slave. I
pinched my nipples hard then rubbed them with my fingernails, I loved
having them raw and sensitive for days after we'd made love. Drops of
juice slipped from the slit in the head of Mike's penis. I continued
stroking him with my tongue, pressing him against the roof of my mouth.
With both hands buried in my hair he plunged into me deep held it then
slid it out until the head rested against my lips. Then pulling my mouth
to him again, he plunged deep into the back of my throat. Hearing
Becky's moans become deeper and more frequent Mike began pumping into me
deep and hard. I was throbbing moisture dripping onto my thigh. It
excited me even more knowing that Mike used my mouth while watching his
wife fill her pussy with the dildo. I heard the sounds of Becky's orgasm
soaking her pussy. Mike shoved his penis hard against the back of my
throat then held it there as his hot cum shot into my mouth. Hungrily I
sucked and swallowed as each spasm filled my mouth with com. Even after
he'd emptied his testicles I held him pressed against the roof of my
mouth enjoying the feel of him throbbing.

Pulling me by my hair Mike slid his penis from my mouth. Telling me to
turn around and kneel before them, he joined Becky on the couch. She sat
the with the dildo still buried inside her pussy. She asked me if I liked
sucking Mike and having him spill his cum in my mouth. I assured her I
loved it and would beg him for the privilege. Then reaching down and
sliding her fingers over her clit she asked me if I liked licking her
pussy. I told her I loved the taste of her and that my pussy ached during
the day as I anticipate her coming home and letting me lick her. Mike
asked me if I had really bought the dildo so I could use it and
masturbate while they were at work. I promised that I would never use it
unless I had permission from them to do so. Then Becky slid it from her
pussy and handed it to me. It glistened from her cum that still soaked
it. Mike told me to suck her juices from it first then shove it hard deep
into my pussy. I knelt before them spreading my knees wide while I licked
and sucked Becky's juices from the dildo. Then as my clit throbbed I
positioned the head of the dildo against the opening to my pussy. With
one hard thrust, I buried it inside me. My walls stretched tightly
embracing the dildo. I held it there waiting for permission from my
mistress or master to begin pumping it in and out. I throbbed and ached
as I waited forever until finally Becky told me I could stroke myself. I
moaned as I slid the dildo from the back of my pussy. Every nerve pulsed
in response to being stroked. My clit swelled into a hard aching knob. I
yearned to rub it, to release the orgasm that was building inside me. I
moaned with need, and then mustering the courage, I begged my mistress
and master to let me rub my clit. Torturing me, they denied my pleas but
told me to shove the dildo in deeper and harder. I did as the ordered;
spreading my knees wider so I could pump deeper until just the end of the
dildo peaked from outside my pussy. "Please," I begged. "I need to
come. Please let me touch my clit. Please." Finally, my master gave me
permission to finger my clit. Furiously I slid my fingers over my clit
while I pumped the dildo hard inside me. I cried out as waves of cum
soaked my pussy filling the room with wet slurping sound as I soaked my
thighs and hands. Spent I crawled to my mistress and placed my head in
her lap. Gently I lay my hand on my master's leg and thanked them for
the privilege of being their slave.

 Today was wonderful. My master came home around 11 this morning and
surprised me. My days begin with me getting up a half hour before Becky
and Mike. I go into the kitchen and begin brewing their coffee. I pack
them each a special lunch then I go in and wake them up. I love being the
one to wake them in the mornings. I don't want them to be startled from
sleep by a screeching alarm clock. Instead I crawl into bed with them and
snuggle between them. With feather light touches, I tease and coax their
bodies into responding to my touch. As they begin to stir, I scoot down
in the bed and gently begin suckling my mistresses breasts. Softly I pull
her nipple into my mouth and hold it captive while I nurse. I giggle and
squirm as my mistress reaches down and tickles me behind my ear. Now that
I know she is fully awake, Then I scoot even lower and bury my nose in my
masters curly pubic hairs. Deeply I inhale his scent. I love the
masculine smell of his body, just smelling him makes my nipples harden
and my pussy throb. I flick my tongue out and slide it across the head of
his penis. Finding the hole and probing it with my tongue. His penis
stirs and begins to grow getting longer and firm from my touch. I smile
as I tease him. I know I won't be allowed to pleasure them till they cum
for me but I know tonight they might reward me by letting me finish what
I started. I scooted even lower then slipped between Mikes legs. My warm
breath flows over him as I lay with my mouth inches from his penis.
Instead of licking his penis, I lick him lower on his testicles. I know
this is a favorite of his and smile knowing how full they will get from
me sucking them. I circle them with my tongue licking underneath the sack
and around each side. Then I begin sucking little kisses all over his
sack. He is crinkly and hard his testicles tight against the base of his
penis. Gently I suck his right testicle into my mouth. I hold it there
while I stroke and suck it. I release that one and take the other into my
mouth. I lick and suck this one as well. I release it and let him slide
from my mouth. Now I do the thing I know he loves best. Gently I suck
both testicles into my mouth. I hold very still as I keep him there. Then
I begin squeezing them softly against the roof of my mouth. I hold them
tight pressed against the roof of my mouth and gently begin suckleing
him. I know he is ready to throw me onto my hands and knees and slam
himself into my pussy I let him slide from my mouth. Before he can catch
me, I wiggle off the bottom of the bed and run for the kitchen. I sit on
a bar stool my panties wet and my pussy throbbing, waiting for them to
shower and dress so I can serve them their coffee. After they leave for
work, I clean the house then just before they come home, I take a shower
making sure I'm clean. Then I dress in something sexy; do my hair so I
will look pleasing for my mistress and master.

Today Mike came home very early. I was in the middle of cleaning the
kitchen. I had slipped on one of Mikes big shirts and wore only panties
under it. It made me feel very sexy wearing his shirt and having it brush
against my nipples when I moved. Wearing only panties made it easy for me
to brush my fingers over my pussy occasionally while I was on my hands
and knees. I knew never to masturbate without permission so I wouldn't
allow myself to slip my hand inside my panties. But I was wet and
throbbing just wanting to.

I was surprised when I heard the door open. Mike called my name and asked
me where I was. I answered back that I was in the kitchen. I rushed to
rinse the soap from my hands so I could go see to my master's needs.
Before I could finish he came into the kitchen. Cupping the bulge in his
pants, he told me he'd been hard and throbbing from me sucking his
testicles all morning. Then he told me to bend over the kitchen table.
Quickly I obeyed him. Stepping behind me, he pushed my shirt up past my
hips. Using his foot, he spread my legs wide. My breasts ached from being
pressed against the table but I knew better than to move without being
told to. I heard Mikes zipper as he freed himself from his pants. He
pulled my panties to the side revealing how wet and turned on I was.
Without warning, he plunged into me, slamming the head of his penis into
the back of my pussy. I cried out at the discomfort of being so
forcefully filled. But by the next stroke I was moaning, and tilting my
hips making it easier for Mike to slam into me. My pussy began tingling
as I came close to cuming. Mike continued to pound hard into my pussy. I
couldn't hold back any longer. My wall clenched as my pussy filled with
cream. I pulsed around Mike's penis as I came. I squeezed and sucked him
with my pussy then Mike moaned and buried himself deep inside me. I felt
his hot cum splash against the back of my pussy as he spewed his juices
inside me. Then Mike pulled his penis out of me and turned me around to
face him. Reaching down he pulled my panties down and off one foot. He
told me to spread my legs. I could feel our cum soaking the inside of me
and knew any minute it would be running down my leg. Quickly I did as I
was told, and stood before Mike with my legs spread wide, and my panties
pooled around one ankle. Then Mike told me to use two fingers and scoop
our cum from my pussy and suck it from my fingers. This was a treat for
me because I loved the taste of his cum and it was even better mixed with
my cream. Doing as he instructed I buried two fingers inside me and
covered them with cream, I scooped as much onto my fingers and brought
them to my mouth. Being careful to find each drop I licked and sucked my
fingers clean. I repeated the process until my pussy was no longer slick
with our cum. Satisfied that I'd done as he asked Mike then had me kneel
down in front of his and lick him clean. After I licked him clean he slid
himself back into his pants, zipped them up, patted me on the head then
left to go back to work.

I knelt in the kitchen for several minutes after he left. My pussy still
throbbed from being used and the taste of us filled my mouth. A big smile
spread across my face. I'm so happy I'm their slave. It is my pleasure
in serving them.

Last night Mike had to work late so as a treat Becky took me out to
dinner. I was excited to get to go out with Becky. She's so beautiful
and sexy and I feel pretty when I'm with her. She chose my clothes and
laid them on the bed for me to change into after I'd showered. I walked
into my bedroom while drying my hair with a towel. At first, I just
glanced at the cloths she'd chosen for me but quickly had to take a
second look. Becky had bought me a dress just for our date. I'm 5'4"
my breasts fill a c cup and I have blue eyes and blond hair, I wear a
size 7 dress. The dress Becky picked out for me was a silky blue that was
just a shade darker than my eyes. I usually wear winter colors because I
like how they reflect the color of my eyes. Needless to say I was excited
about wearing my new dress. Standing at the edge of my bed, I slid the
towel from around me. I looked for the panties Becky had laid out for me
but couldn't find any. I didn't see a bra either just the silky blue
dress and a pair of black stockings. I got even more excited when I saw
that they were the kind that went only up to the top of each thigh. I
could hardly wait to feel them slide up my legs. I imagined how they'd
 feel when my legs brush against each other when I walked.

While I was admiring the stockings, Becky walked into my room. She sat on
the edge of my bed by the clothes she laid out for me. I told her thank
you for the gift gushing about how beautiful it was and how excited I was
to wear it. Then Becky told me to dress for her. She likes watching me
dress almost as much as she likes having me undress. Since I didn't see
a bra I knew that she didn't plan on letting me wear one. So I unzipped
the back of the dress and stepped into it. It caressed my skin as I
pulled it up my legs over my hips then over my breast. I knew why my
mistress wasn't letting me wear a bra. The dress clung to me molding to
each curve and  a bra would have shown all lumpy underneath it. I asked
my mistress if she would zip me and knelt in front of her while she slid
the zipper up my back. I stayed kneeling as she slid her hands around and
cupped my breasts. Lifting their weight in her hands, she found my
nipples and squeezed them with her fingers. Releasing me, she turned me
around to face her. My nipples had puckered and hardened and were clearly
visible jutting from the tip of my breasts. The hem of the dress rested
at the top of my thighs barely hiding the transition between my stockings
and legs. I could feel moisture pooling between my legs. Becky voiced her
approval then left me to finish getting ready. I knew better than to keep
my mistress waiting so I hurried  drying my hair and putting on just a
touch of make up.

My mistress smiled as I turned in a circle for her. Having her watch, me
sent thrills through me causing my nipples to ripen again. Becky was
utterly beautiful in a black form fitting dress. I knew both men and
women would visually strip us many times during the night. My pussy
clenched in anticipation.

At the restaurant, we were seated at the edge of the room, a window at
our backs. I liked the spot because I could watch the other couples. I
enjoy watching them interact with each other. I make up stories about
their lives and the lives of those they are with. As I sat talking with
Becky about the stories I was weaving I could feel my dress sliding up my
thigh. Becky watched me as I reached to slide it back down my thighs.
Before I could grasp the hem, she told me to leave it where it was. I
knew the end of my stockings and the flesh of my thighs was clearly
visible to any who wanted to look. I was shocked at first but as I sat
there but nothing terrible happened. I began to feel a thrill at showing
off my legs. Becky watched me and knew that I was feeling excited by
having my dress slide up my thigh and knowing the other diners could see
me.

I could feel the juices from my pussy dribbling from between my lips and
onto my thigh. I knew I wasn't supposed to cross my legs but my clit was
throbbing painfully and my pussy was soaking. Crossing my legs was a big
mistake. Though it gave me a chance to squeeze my legs together and put
pressure on my clit it also slid my dress up higher so now it was obvious
that I had no panties on. I felt like I was going to die of
embarrassment. Becky instructed me to uncross my legs and sit still. Then
she told me we were waiting for a friend of hers to join us.

Taking me by surprise, a very cute lady joined us at our table. Becky
introduced us and Alicia and I said hello. We gave the waiter our dinner
choices and sipped wine while we talked and waited for our food.
Everything was so proper and polite, except for my soaking pussy that is.
After we finished eating, I asked Becky if I could go to the Ladies room.
With her permission, I left the table and as gracefully as I could I
hurried to the restroom. I stalled as long as I could, each time I pulled
the hem of my dress lower and prepared to walk into the restaurant I lost
my nerve and hid for a few minutes longer. I knew Becky would be mad at
me if I didn't come back soon. Taking a gulp of air for courage and once
more pulling down my dress I walked back to my mistress and her friend
Alicia.

Before I could sit down both women stood up to leave. I followed them as
they walked chatting out to our car. Alicia said something to Becky that
I didn't hear then left to find her car. Becky turned to me inside the
car and asked my why I had been bad and hid in the restroom. I explained
to her how wet my pussy had become and was embarrassed that people could
see my pussy all soaking wet. Becky told me that was no excuse for being
rude to her friend. She said, "Fortunately, she had invited us to her
house to continue our visit and you get another chance to show that you
can be a good girl. However I will punish me for being bad when we
reached Alicia's house". I hated making Becky or Mike angry with me,
though being punished could be fun.

Starting the car, Becky told me to slide my dress up to my hips and
spread my legs. She reached over and cupped my mound, then plunged a
finger deep inside me. It made a wet slurping sound when she pulled it
out. Then she patted my pussy and turned her attention to following
Alicia to her home. She knew that I was excited and that my clit was huge
and throbbing. I was dying to squeeze my legs together and put pressure
on my clit.  Now with the air from the vent blowing across my pussy it
throb and ache painfully.

We reached Alicia's house and pulled into the driveway. I waited as my
mistress got out of the car and then I slid out and shut my door. I snuck
a quick tug on the hem of my dress and pulled it down over my hips. Then
I followed the two women inside the house.

Alicia led us into a cozy room with a huge fireplace. It warmed the room
and gave it a nice homey feel. Huge pillows were piles in a corner and
three soft leather couches offered comfort to those wanting to relax. I
knew better than to sit on a couch without my mistress giving me
permission. So I stood and waited until she told me I could sit on the
floor at her feet. I was happy that she'd forgotten to punish me. Though
being disciplined by my mistress can be exciting. Having her punish me in
front of Alicia would be embarrassing. Both women climbed onto the same
couch, each propped in separate corners with their legs tucked under
them. I sat listening as Alicia talked about her life and being married
to her late husband. They talked of people I didn't know, and eventually
I got board. I started fidgeting and of course, my dress slid up in the
process. Then I noticed that Alicia had shifted and the way she was
sitting was perfect because now I could see her panties. They were bright
pink ones. I could also see a few auburn curls peaking from the sides.
Becky's raised voice pulled me from my day dream of sliding her panties
to the side and sliding my fingers through her curls. I had no idea what
Becky had said to me so I just sat there with a blank look on my face.

Losing patience with me, Becky stood up and told me she was going to
punish me right now. I blushed knowing that it meant my dress would be
pushed up around my waist and my bare bum would turn red from the
spanking I was about to receive. Sure enough, my mistress ordered me onto
my hands and knees. Grabbing the hem of my dress she slid if up over my
bottom and onto my hips. I quivered waiting with my behind sticking up in
the air. The first blow stung my right cheek, the second my left. With
both cheeks stinging, she continued spanking first one side then the
other. Finishing her task my mistress told me to stay kneeling that way.
My behind was throbbing and so was my pussy. Juices had leaked past my
lips and onto my thighs. Next thing I knew Alicia tells Becky that she
would like to see what it's like to spank someone. She says that her
life was very prim and proper. That she had only been with her husband
and theirs had been a , "him on the top and her on the bottom" kind of
marriage. Though she did say that her husband liked her to suck on his
penis sometimes.

She had no idea of the pleasures she'd missed. However, I think my
mistress planned on changing that. Becky had Alicia kneel by my hips as
she had when she spanked me. Alicia slid her hand over my bottom. While
caressing me she told Becky she could feel the heat radiating from my
burning bottom. Her first swat surprised me and made me moan.  Alicia
slapped her hand against my bottom harder than Becky had. Giving me the
same number as Becky had plus one Alicia's palm rested cupping my
stinging behind then kneading it. She told Becky how much fun that was.

Becky reached behind me and unzipped my dress then told me to stand up
and take it off. Both women sat on the floor watching me. I stood facing
them and began siding my dress off my shoulders. I felt so sexy and
erotic having them watch me. My pussy felt heavy and wet. I watched them
while I slid it from my shoulders and down my arms pausing with only part
of my breasts revealed. I felt a secret thrill, teasing my mistress and
her friend my nipples hardened into raspberries. Slowly I let the fabric
slid so only my nipples were covered then at once I slid both breasts
free. I  thrust out my breasts and held my breath. I watched both
beautiful women feast on my breasts with their eyes. I was so excited, I
felt so alive and beautiful. My body was pulsing in a throbbing rhythm
with each beat of my heart. Feeling totally naughty and sexy I wet my
finger tip and slid it across one of my nipples. It was like a lighting
bolt searing my nipple now I was hard and puckered to the point of pain.
I desperately needed my mistress or Alicia to take me into their mouth
and suckle me.

Tearing my focus away from my aching breasts, I returned to stripping for
Becky and Alicia. I slid the dress lower until it rested on the top of my
hips. Again, I slowed down and took my time inching it down over my hips
and resting so just the top of my curls were visible. Forcing my
breathing to relax I timed my progress with each breath. Each time I
exhaled, I revealed just a fraction more of my curls. I held the next
breath and let got of the dress. It fell with a whisper of material and
peddled at my feet. I stood there for a full minute while no one moved
then I casually stepped one foot then the other out of the pool of
fabric.

Becky was the one who broke the spell. I saw her glance over at Alicia.
We both saw the desire shining in her eyes. Her nipples were hard points
pressing against the fabric of her dress. I knew her need to have them
suckled mirrored mine. I hoped her pussy was dripping and needing care
just as mine was. Becky turned to me and told me to help Alicia with her
dress.

I dropped to my knees in front of Alicia. I caressed her cheek and
circled her ear with the tip of my finger. Then gently I stroked the side
of her neck. I love the feel of my fingers sliding through hair. It
doesn't matter if it's short hair, long hair, even kinky pubic hair the
feel just sends thrills through me, so I couldn't resist brushing my
fingers through her auburn hair. She moaned her pleasure telling me how
much she liked what I was doing. Then I kissed her. That's another thing
I love, kissing. I love the feel of stroking and being stroked and
kissing is the ultimate turn on. I knew she had been alone for a while
but the force of her hunger and desire took me by surprise. She was deep
and forceful; stroking and sucking my tongue in the most intense mating
ritual I've ever been a part of. Each time she sucked on my tongue my
pussy would respond as if she were sucking on my clit. I could feel her
tongue plunging into my pussy and drinking my juices. I was drowning from
just a kiss.

I slid my hands from her hair to the row of buttons that ran down the
front of her dress. Our rhythm synchronized, she'd plunge her tongue
deep into my mouth and I'd slide a button free each time she withdrew.
Too soon and not soon enough the last button slid free. I broke our kiss
so I could watch as I slid her dress from her shoulders. My hands shook
as I exposed her beautiful shoulders then continued peeling the dress
lower. I slid it down her arms till in a glorious motion her breasts
sprang free. They were full and ripe, rising and falling with her
breathing. I watched as her nipples puckered and hardened from the air. I
couldn't wait to feel them get even harder when I sucked them.

I wanted her so bad, wanted to take her now, lick her suck her and make
her spill her cum into my mouth. But I also wanted to enjoy her beauty
and enjoy her. She had told Becky that she'd only ever been with her
husband so I wanted to give her more than just screwing her. I wanted her
to see and feel how truly beautiful and wonderful it can be to be with a
woman. However, I intended on showing her how sexy and erotic it is too.
I started it off by sliding my thumb over her nipple. I liked hearing her
suck in her breath in that special way so I did it again, then again. She
had the perfect sized nipples, not too small and not to large just
perfect for rolling around between your thumb and finger. Which I did
making her gasp. I couldn't wait to suckle her, to feel her hardness in
my mouth. Lowering my mouth, I flicked my tongue across one nipple then
the other. Mmmmm she tasted so good, I was dying to get a taste of her
creamy juices. I stroked and licked her nipple playing with it, teasing
Alicia. She'd buried her hands in my hair and was pulling my mouth to
her breast. I knew she wanted me to suckle her but I wanted her to enjoy
the feeling of need before I gave her fulfillment. I flattened my tongue
and licked her nipple from the base of my tongue to the very tip then I
closed my mouth over her and sucked. Greedily I liked and sucked her
nipple, the whole time keeping it buried in the warmth of my mouth.
Gently at first I began nibbling on her nipple. I slid my teeth over it
then eventually grasped it with my teeth and squeezed it, not enough to
hurt her just enough for it to feel good. I set it free then sucked in
gently, milking it. Her other breast was just as sweet and tasted just as
good as the first.

I kept sucking her nipple as I pulled my mouth away. I knew how good it
felt to have Becky do the same to me and I was eager to please Alicia.
She showed how much she liked it by pulling my mouth back to her breast.
I was hungry to taste her pussy though so I only took a second, but I
sucked her deep and hard. I wanted her nipples to be hard and sensitive
all day tomorrow and maybe even the next.

I led Alicia to the couch and sat her down with her behind balanced on
the edge so her pussy was fully exposed. Spreading her leg I slid between
them and slid up her body so my breasts rested against her pussy. My
nipples hardened as I rubbed against her while I kissed and licked her
stomach just under her breasts. Her juices coated my nipples and I knew
she was ready for me to take her with my mouth. I kissed my way down
towards the v between her legs. I could smell her musky scent, mmmm she
smelled incredible and I couldn't wait to drink from her. She quivered
as I kissed and licked her thighs squirming around in an effort to put
her pussy against my mouth. I couldn't resist when she grabbed hands
full of my hair and forced her pussy into my face. Instead of licking her
though, I pulled my mouth away just enough to touch her with my finger.
She was so wet, my pussy clenched knowing she would fill my mouth with
her cream.

I almost came when Becky surprised my by kneeling behind me and thrusting
two fingers deep into my pussy. But she knew me so well and instead of
letting me cover her fingers with my cum she settled into a slow steady
rhythm, in an out, in to the depths then back out again. I knew she would
torture me until I had Alicia's cum filling my mouth. Focusing on her
pussy I sucked her outer lips gently sucking in the same pattern my
mistress was using on me. Releasing her I slid my mouth lower stroking
her with my tongue till I slid below her opening. I was hungry for every
drop and I knew she'd have a trail of juices running down to the
puckered opening to her behind. Egged on by the sounds she was making I
made sure I licked up every drop.

I was bucking my hips helping Becky's fingers slide deep into my pussy.
My clit was throbbing and aching, I needed some thing to put pressure on
it, I needed to cum. By the amount of juices flowing from Alicia's pussy
I knew she needed to cum as bad as I did. I licked my way up to her clit
and slid my tongue over it. She was bucking so hard I placed my hands on
her thighs and held her pressed against the couch. Becky's finger slid
into me harder and faster now. I sucked Alicia's clit holding it while I
flicked my tongue over it. Increasing my tempo, I slid two fingers into
her milky depths burying them deep, very deep. Becky's finger found my
clit and I matched it lick for stroke against Alicia's clit. I felt my
pussy thicken around Becky's fingers and Alicia's' finger clamped onto
mine. Her cum soaking my fingers forced me over the edge, cum gushed from
our pussies. I kept my fingers buried inside her as the last convulsions
milked my fingers. With one final swipe over my clit, Becky slid her
fingers free. I gently lapped up Alicia's juices drinking her cream.
Then I gently slid my fingers from her pussy and licked them clean as
well.

 My master has two favorite things he likes to do. The first one is; he
likes to have me lick him and Becky clean after they've made love. I
love doing it for them because I want to serve them in every way and
because I love the way they taste.

Usually when he tells me to lick them after they've had sex. Sometimes
they deny my need to come and since I'm not allowed to masturbate I lay
there unable to sleep because of my throbbing clit. My first spanking was
from getting caught touching myself without their permission. It's agony
laying in bed with the smell of my mistresses pussy filling my nose and
my clit swollen and throbbing painfully.

The second thing my master likes to do is bury his penis in my mouth till
he's pressed against the back of my throat then splash his hot cum all
over the back of it. I've begged him to let me suck him so I can drink
his cum. My pussy aches get so swollen and throbs while I kneel before
him his hands buried in my hair burying his penis against the back of my
throat. I'm so happy that he has lets me drink his cum.

Every day, every minute I'm thinking of new ways I can please my master
and mistress. I usually look on the internet for ideas on how to make
Mike's orgasms more exciting. Ideas on how to suck him so it's more
intense or how to keep him right on the edge, to the point where one
flick of my tongue or one tiny little suck will have him violently cuming
in either my pussy or my mouth. I want to pull him over the edge so
forcefully that when he comes every ounce of cum explodes from his penis
and into my mouth or pussy. It's the same with Becky. The harder and
more swollen her clit is when I make her cum means the more intense her
orgasm will be, and I love it when she cums so hard her juices spill from
her opening and into my mouth.

Lately one of the ideas that has been fascinating me is the stories and
pictures of bondage. Some of the things I see go too far and I could
never imagine doing but seeing or reading about a girl being tied and
totally at the mercy of her master or mistress is so exciting. I always
have a throbbing pussy after reading a story or seeing pictures of it.

I guess I didn't think too much about whether Mike or Becky check up on
the things I do on the net. However, much to my delight I guess they do.

Friday morning I got up as usual to make breakfast for Becky and Mike.
Things went as they normally do until it was time for them to go to work.
Instead of leaving Becky told me to go and take a shower. I was a bit
stunned and confused but knew that I better do as she said right away.

As I took my shower, I kept going over the reasons why I was taking a
shower instead of sending Mike and Becky off to work for the day. I felt
bummed in a way because I found an amazing internet site that tells of
two women who are kidnapped and held as hostage by another woman. It is
so erotic reading about what they have happen to them and the pictures
included with the story have me on the edge of my chair and my pussy
throbbing. Just thinking about it has me soaking wet. I take advantage of
soaping my body so I can pinch my aching nipples, twisting and pulling
them. It's all I can do to keep from sliding my fingers over my clit and
shoving them as deep as I can into my pussy. I play with the idea of
doing it and taking the chance of being caught. Though I feel bad when
I've made Mike or Becky angry at me I'm not too sad when I get a
spanking.

I'd decided to temp fate and give in to the pounding in my clit. Who
knows maybe I'll get caught. I'm just about to stroke my clit when Mike
walks into the bathroom. Opening the shower door, he tells me to rinse
off and come into the bedroom.

Now I'm even more wet hoping for something special and knowing what ever
the surprise is will be in the bedroom. I grab a towel and dry off as I
walk into the bedroom. Both Mike and Becky are there only they are still
fully clothed. I feel disappointed, I had pictured hours in bed with them
while I gave them pleasure. Of' course the throbbing in my pussy made me
hope that  I would still get to have my pussy filled with cum. But the
sight of both of them fully clothed dashes my hopes. I don't know what
is going on. Becky begins by telling me that they've noticed the things
I've been reading and the pictures I've been looking at on the
internet. She says that I've been very good lately and that they are
going to reward me. I watch as Mike walks over to the closet and bring
out a box. He lays it on the bed and pulls the lid off. Becky reaches
inside and lifts what looks like leather wristbands. I realize I've seen
ones like these in the pictures I've looked at.

Now I'm scared and excited. I'm still not too sure what is happening
but I'm getting ideas on what I hope is happening. As I watch them pull
out four cuffs, two small ones and two larger ones, I'm getting excited.

Then as one, each carrying a set of cuffs they walk over to where I stand
frozen on the floor. Becky kneels down and begins buckling the ones
around my ankles while Mike buckles the ones on my wrists. Now reality
dawns on me and I realize that I'm the one going to be tied down. I
trust my master and mistress but a shiver of fear goes through me. Some
of the things I had read and seen scared me but at the same time excited
me, I just wasn't sure how it would feel being in that position. Now I
was going to find out.

I started shivering, I'm not sure if it was from standing naked or from
standing naked with restraints on my wrists and ankles. Either way I
could feel the pounding of my heart in tune with the pounding in my
pussy. My nipples were hard and the cool air made them harder. Mike
looked up from buckling the last restraint onto my wrist and smiled when
he saw how hard my nipples were. Using one finger, he flicked across one
nipple then the other until both were painfully hard. I needed him to
take me into the warmth of his mouth and suckle me. Instead, he squeezed
them between his thumb and finger. Liquid flooded my pussy. I loved it
when my nipples were sensitive the next day after having sex. The way
Mike was touching them I knew my nipples would be hard and achy all day.

Becky stood up next to Mike, so now I stood before them with the cuffs on
my wrists and ankles. Becky's mouth crushed mine in a kiss. Her tongue
thrust into my mouth. She stroked and sucked my tongue the same way I
stroked and sucked her clit when I licked her pussy. Mike continued to
squeeze and twist my nipples. I felt clumsy with the weight of the
restraints on my wrists and ankles; I hesitated touching either of them.
However, I wanted to feel the soft smooth skin of Becky and the rough
masculine feel of Mike. Tentatively at first I slid my fingers over
Becky's hip. The feel of her smooth skin mixed with the sensations of
her tongue filling my mouth and the ache from Mike's touch on my
nipples. My pussy felt heavy and swollen. I could feel the silky juices
seeping past my swollen lips. My hips rocked as the need to have my pussy
stretched around something hard washed over me.

Becky buried both hands in my hair and held me captive while she
tormented my mouth. Each time she stroked or sucked my tongue my clit
pounded in response. She stepped close and pressed her breasts against
mine. The brush of cotton across my already sensitive nipple felt so
good, while she continued to kissing me I rubbed my nipples back and
forth enjoying the sensation. Mike slid his hand down my stomach and
caressed me everywhere except where I needed it the most. I needed his
fingers on my clit and he slid them along my thigh. I spread my legs
inviting him to slide them in between my slick lips instead; he slid them
down the inside of my upper thigh. I moaned.

That must have been some kind of key word or sound for them because at
the same time they both released me. For a brief second I felt rejected
and despondent . I stood before them abandoned, naked, with restraints on
my wrists and ankles. That only lasted for a few minutes though. Before I
could figure out what to do, I was led to the bed and told to lie down on
it. I have to admit I was feeling very vulnerable. Even though I had been
their slave for over a year, I had never been in a position where I
couldn't leave or where I felt as if I didn't have some measure of
control. Now I had no control and couldn't leave even if I wanted to.
Memories of the things I'd seen and read on the internet flashed through
my mind, I couldn't help the shiver of fear that went through me.

Becky and Mike attached the cuffs on my wrists and ankles to cords they
had attached to the head and foot of the bed. So now, I lay there on my
back with my arms and legs spread wide on either side of me. I tested
each tether to see how much movement and give they had. I had none. I was
secured, my legs and arms restrained, the most I could do was lift my
hands at the wrist and wiggle my feet.

Becky and Mike stood one either side of the bed looking down on me. I
could tell that they liked what they saw by the way that they smiled at
me. I listened as they began telling me why I was there and some of what
they planned. Becky said that she had read the story about the two women
who were held captive by the woman who kidnapped them. She said that she
saw how excited it made my by how many times I went to the site and how
often. She told me that several time she had cum in my mouth while she
thought about the site and what she read there. She said her pussy was
drenched and throbbing seeing me tied up and anticipating the things She
and Mike had planned for me. Mike agreed with Becky, telling me how hard
his penis was. He said that knowing I was his slave was one thing but
having me tied down so I was fully his to use made him painfully hard.

Having said that they both began taking off their clothes. Mike stepped
around to the side of the bed where Becky stood. He reached out and
brushed her hands away so he could slide her blouse off her shoulders.
Then he released the clasp on her bra freeing her breasts. I watched
throbbing as he ran his fingertips over her nipples. They puckered up
like swollen raspberries from her breasts. I love the way they feel in my
mouth, the way they harden while I run my tongue around and over them. I
wanted to suckle them but I couldn't. I ached and throbbed watching them
tease each other. I wanted to kiss and caress them while they kissed. I
felt the trickle of juices on my thigh when Mike sucked her nipple into
his mouth. My hips rocked in rhythm to the throbbing of my clit. I felt
so left out and denied watching but unable to be a part.

I couldn't resist any longer. I begged to be able to touch them. Begged
them to let me suck them and lick them. Even as I begged them to cum, use
me, and let me serve them I became even more excited. I felt a new thrill
in not being able to participate on my own will and excited to realize
that I'd begged them to use me anyway they wanted.

Drops of moisture glistened on the end of Mike's penis. The head was
purple and the shaft ridged. I knew from experience that his testicles
would be heavy and full of cum. I hoped he would let me drink his cum as
he spewed it into my mouth. It seemed like that's what he had planned
but all he did was crawl up beside me and wait for Becky. I hadn't seen
what she was doing because I'd been paying more attention to Mike. She
had gotten something else out of the box. She crawled up beside me and
sat at my side. Then she showed me what she had retrieved. There were two
of them but I didn't know what they were. Mike said, "we know how much
you like to have your nipples sucked and how much you like them to be
sensitive after we've had sex. I've seen you pinch your nipples when
you didn't think either of us were watching. So we bought you these."
With that Becky handed one to Mike and held onto the other. I held my
breath as they clamped one on each nipple. Pain shot through my nipples.
At first it was just shocking pain but very quickly it felt good as well.
I raised my breasts offering them to Mike and Becky, the stinging in my
nipples causing me to pant and beg for more. Mike asked me if I liked it.
I moaned, "yes." He released my nipples and freed them. They were
throbbing and stinging. They had been semi hard when Mike had released
them but now they were hard and throbbing. Becky asked me if I wanted
them to put the clasps back on. I nodded my head yes. Then she told me to
beg for it. I begged them to put them back on but they ignored my please.
Desperation made me bold. Before I knew what I was saying, I was begging
for things I didn't know I wanted. I realized what I'd said when Mike
began asking me if I was sure I wanted the things I'd begged them for.
"You said you want us to pinch your nipples then release them till they
throb then pinch them again, over and over again? You want us to pinch
them then pull them and twist them? You begged us to torture them and
make them raw." I nodded my head but was told to use words to ask for
what I needed.

I did need it. I needed my nipples raw and throbbing. I needed the feel
of them getting painfully hard from the slightest brush of my blouse or
fingertip. I needed my nipples used. So I begged once more for my Master
and Mistress to use my nipples and make them ache. I knew I'd done well
when the pain of my nipple being taken hostage in the clamps burst
through me. I panted while they tortured my nipples the way I had asked
them to. Each time my nipple was released then clamped again raw
sensation pulsed through me straight to my clit. It was as if the two
were connected. Having both nipples independently tortured was amazing. I
had no time to catch my breath or anticipate what to expect next. I
wanted it to stop but wanted it to go on. I screamed when Becky sucked my
raw nipple into her mouth. It felt so warm and wet soothing my throbbing
nipple. I thought it was release from the torture, instead it was more
intense. She sucked me hard, very hard. While holding me tight she used
her teeth to scrape my nipple. I felt my clit swell and my pussy thicken
in response. I was ready to cum from only having my pussy spread wide and
my nipples played with. It was sexual pleasure in a way I'd only
imagined and secretly hoped for.

Releasing my nipple from her mouth Becky returned the clamp to my nipple.
I lay there panting gasping for breath. My hips were rocking a tune with
my clit while my nipples pounded in time. I could hardly believe how
excited I was, spread out on the bed, tied down with my nipples in clamps
throbbing and my pussy-dripping wet totally at the mercy of my master and
mistress.

The feel of Mike's fingertips sliding down my stomach towards my pussy
drove me crazy. I anticipated his fingers sliding into me and spreading
my pussy open. I was soaking wet and ready. I raised my hips to his
fingers dancing my hips around trying to guide them to my swollen clit.
Instead his finger tips glazed across my swollen lips finding the silky
juices that had leaked out. Becky placed her hands on my thighs and held
me in place while Mike's fingers slid over my lips. They skated around
my exposed clit and down below to the pool of juices waiting at the
opening of my pussy. I tried to raise my hips and make his fingers plunge
inside me but Becky held me firm against the mattress. " If you don't
lay still we'll punish you. No bucking your hips or wiggling you butt.
Just keep your pussy still while we play." Becky's words shocked me.
There was no way I could hold completely still while my pussy throbbed so
hard. Gathering all the will I had I locked the muscles in my butt and
hips and promised I'd be still.

Mikes returned to torturing me again. His fingers continued their quest
over my swollen lips. Silky wet juices coated his fingers. They slid up
and down over my lips. They were so swollen they felt as if they were
turning inside out. I knew from the times that I'd licked Becky's pussy
that that's what they were doing. Her lips swelled up so much that her
pussy would open wide exposing her clit and inner lips. I new that's the
way my lips were swollen now.  Each stroke of his finger taunted me and
excited me. His fingers slid down to the pool of juices. He circled my
opening teasing the entrance. I braced myself anticipating the sensation
of having his fingers plunge inside me. Instead, he slid them further
down, across the space between my pussy and my behind. He swirled my
juices around the puckered opening. I grit my teeth forcing myself to lay
still. His fingers soaked with my cream slid easily over and around it.
When he slid his fingertips just inside the opening, I couldn't help
myself. I bucked at the pleasure his fingers gave. Becky quickly held me
down even tighter this time. I lay panting, my pussy and behind spasming.
Mike slid his fingers out then back in again; slowly he tortured me at a
leisurely pace. In then out, not nearly as deep as I needed just far
enough to spread the opening and make me think that this time he would
plunge them deep into me. But he refused me that pleasure and tortured me
instead.
Drawing his fingers from inside me one last time he then slid them
through the juices that'd leaked from my pussy, back up to my clit. With
no warning given he stroked them back and forth across my clit. Becky
held me in place while his slick fingers rubbed my clit. My stomach
clenched, the walls in my pussy thickened. I held my breath as I built
towards release. The dildo I'd given Becky as a gift plunged into my
pussy sending me screaming over the edge. Mike kept rubbing my clit while
Becky rubbed the walls inside my pussy with the dildo. Wave after wave
exploded through me, with each stroke across my clit and each stroke
inside my pussy demanding another wave of pleasure. I lay panting as
Mikes fingers stilled but remained pressed against my clit. Becky milked
the last of my juices by slowly, gently sliding the dildo in and out of
my depths. The pulsing throb in my clit eased until I lay exhausted.

The walls of my pussy tightened in protest as Becky slid her dildo free.
It felt pleasantly satisfying to have my pussy full even though I'd
already cum. Becky laid the dildo aside and crawled up to the head of the
bed. She asked me if I liked being tied up and having my pussy played
with. I told her I did, telling her how good it felt and how grateful I
was to be their slave. "That's good," Becky, told me "unfortunately
you disobeyed me when I told you not to move." I knew I'd disobeyed,
but I couldn't keep from moving. The need to impale myself on something
and have my clit rubbed was too much. I would have rubbed my own pussy in
front of them without permission if I had to. I knew that I was
disobeying, but the ache between my legs was stronger. I couldn't see
how I would get a spanking without getting up so maybe they would forget
by the time they untied me.

Mike crawled up the bed and straddled my stomach with one knee on each
slid just below my ribs. "We're saving your discipline for the finale.
The severity will depend on if you're good or if you continue disobeying
us." Mike said. So much for thinking I was going to get out of a
spanking. That might be a good thing. Even though I say I hate being
punished, I'm always soaking wet afterwards. "How do your nipples
feel?" he asked. I told him they ached. "I know you like it when
they're raw. I've seen them hard and puckered the next day. I've also
watched you run your finger over them and tease them through your blouse.
We want your nipples to throb and ache well after we release you." He
sain.

Then he removed the clamps from each nipple and pain exploded in each
peak. "You like that don't you." Unbelievably I nodded my head yes.
Then he squeezed the clamps over each nipple again. Becky's mouth
covered mine silencing me as Mike tortured me. Releasing then squeezing
each nipple, he sent waves of pain through me. Somehow, during this the
pain mixed with pleasure and I realized my hips were bucking in tune with
the torture of my nipples. Mike was right I loved it.

As if some silent message passed between them, Becky released my mouth at
the same time Mike quit squeezing my nipples. I watched Mike as he
grabbed the shaft of his penis. A shiny drop of liquid glistened on the
head. He squeezed it while sliding his hand back to the base. More liquid
slid from the tip. Then slowly he slid his hand back up to the tip. The
drop grew bigger until I thought it would be wasted by dripping onto my
stomach. I wanted it on my tongue and in my mouth. I wanted to suck him
in time with the pulsing in my nipples. Instead, I watched as he spread
it ever one nipple then the other. It felt so good to have his warm silky
head rubbing each tip and covering them with his juices. My clit was
hurting as much as my nipples and having it spread open to the air was
pure torture. Mike slid his penis between my breasts and squeezed them
together then began sliding it forward and back. I was mesmerized
watching his head peak out from between my breasts then thrust out
towards my face. I was so focused on watching Mike's penis between my
breasts that I didn't realize Becky had moved until the head of the
dildo slid into my pussy. She held it pressed hard against the back, not
moving it just keeping it deep inside me. I tried to move my hips so my
walls could be stroked but she held me down.

My pussy throbbed around the dildo, my nipples and breasts were full and
sensitive, I thought I would die if Becky didn't stroke me with the
dildo or rub my clit. Instead, she slid it free and at the same time,
Mike released my breasts. Becky crawled back up the bed and straddled my
mouth. I was overwhelmed by how much I wanted to lick her. She had creamy
juices smeared all over her lips. Her smell filled my nose making me more
desperate. I raised my head to lick her but she pulled away. "Please I
begged her, please let me drink you." She lowered her pussy down just
too where I could slide the tip of my tongue across her lips. Her flavor
spread across my tongue and filled my mouth. She tasted so sexy and
sweet. I wanted to grab her hips and bring her to me so I could lick and
suck her, so I could drink her juiced as they spilled from her pussy.
Instead, she held it just at the edge of my reach. I dropped my head to
the mattress and begged her to let me lick her. "Please mistress, let me
slid my tongue into your pussy. Please let me drink your juices, I
begged. "Please met me suck your clit, I need to make you cum so you
will flood my mouth with your cream."

She lowered her pussy pressing the opening over my mouth. I plunged my
tongue as far as I could inside her and scooped her juices out and into
my mouth. I was greedy for every drop so I began sucking her while I
licked the inside of her pussy. She rocked her hips and ground her pussy
into my mouth. Then she pulled away, startling me. She held it quivering
and pulsing out of reach above my face. I cried out in protest then she
lowered it back down and placed her clit between my lips. My mistress has
a beautiful clit and I love it when she lets me play with it. Now she was
letting me play with it with my tongue. Gently at first, I began licking
it, then sucking it. I could feel it pulsing and throbbing when I pressed
it hard with my tongue. The sound of her cries threatened to carry me
away. I wanted to make her cum hard and fast so her cum would spill into
my mouth. However, I enjoy getting to play with her pussy and wanted to
make it last. I knew she was getting close by the change in her taste.
She tastes sweet all the time but when she cums it's like molten syrup
and I can't get enough.

She slid her pussy forward, denying me her clit. My tongue slid into her
entrance and stole as much cream as I could before she slid even further
until the puckered opening of her behind was over my mouth. I worship my
mistress and every part of her body is special to me, I loved it when she
let me lick her there. She moaned and bucked at the first touch of my
tongue. I longed to hold her in place while I licked and probed her
opening. Mike slid forward and pressed against her back, steadying her. I
slid my tongue over and around the opening then pressed the tip of my
tongue slightly inside. Even though Mike was holding her, she still
pumped her hips. I wanted to reach up, spread her cheeks, and hold her to
my mouth but the restraints kept me from it. It seemed as if Mike read my
mind, he held Becky around the waist with one hand then reached down and
cupped her cheek with the other. He slid his fingers into the juices my
tongue had spread on her making it slick and wet. Then together we played
with her opening, my tongue and his finger. We stroked and caressed it's
puckered surface. We took turns sliding inside just enough to stretch the
opening but deny her the fulfillment of penetration. Frustrated, she
jerked her behind from my tongue and shoved her clit into my mouth. Mike
pulled her away and told her to wait. Before she could protest he
positioned her and slid his penis deep inside her. I felt devastated
watching her cream gather around the base of his penis with each stroke.
He didn't take her hard or fast just controlled and deep. He pulled out
until the tip of the head was buried only in her lips pause then slide in
inch by inch until his testicles were pressed against her. Then he would
hold it there until he knew she wouldn't cum then he'd slide it out
again.

I ached and pulsed watching them. I wanted to suck Mike's testicles and
clean the base of his shaft each time he withdrew coated with her cream.
Mike changed the rhythm and pumped into her hard and fast, then pulled
out. He waited a second until Becky's panting slowed then slid back
inside. Holding his penis buried inside her, he guided her clit to my
mouth. I licked, she moaned, he stroked. Mike tried to keep it slow but
all three of us were more than ready to explode and holding it back was
impossible. I licked and sucked Becky's clit, her pussy exploded
tightening around Mike's penis, milking and soaking him with her cum.
Mike's penis erupted sending splash after splash into the back of
Becky's pussy, filling her with his semen. Waiting only a few minutes
until every one gathered their breath, Mike slid his penis from Becky's
pussy. Then she lowered it to my mouth so I could drink both their cum
and lick her pussy clean.

 Becky lifted her pussy from my hungry mouth. All of her and Mike's cum
had spilled onto my tongue and I'd swallowed it, then licked and sucked
till she was clean.  I lay there feeling the throbbing in my body. My
nipples were raw from the clamps, my clit felt huge and spasming
painfully echoed by the throbbing of the walls of my pussy. Mike replaced
Becky's pussy with his penis. Bringing it to my mouth he told me to
clean him as well. I began at the base of his shaft, licking and sucking
the creamy cum that had clung there. Somehow, my lips found their way
around his sac and I drew his testicles into my mouth. Gently I licked up
the cum that had spilled onto them. I used the excuse of cleaning them to
get away with playing with them. That is another one of my favorite
things to do. I adore Mike's testicles.  I love the feel of them against
my lips and in my mouth. I like to keep them warm inside my mouth and
tease them with my tongue while I squeeze them. I especially like it when
the sac draws up tight and hard. Mmmm They're so exciting to lick.

Mike liked it to. I knew that because his penis was getting hard. I
reached to take his shaft in my hand but couldn't. I'd forgotten about
my restraints. I couldn't lick him or suck him unless he offered it to
me. I wanted to scream in frustration. My masters hard penis was inches
from my mouth, I wanted to suck him, down into my mouth till his sac
rested on my chin. And my clit was so hard it hurt. Mike let me suck his
testicles a few more times then pulled away. Looking down at me he told
me to stick out my tongue. We both watched as he slid the shaft of his
penis from base to tip over my tongue. Then he held it poised with the
head resting just above my lips. I reached out with my tongue. He brought
it close enough that I could flick the tip of my tongue over it. I lapped
back and forth with my tongue searching for any offering he would give
me. Not soon enough he brought the head lower so I could lickit. I ran my
tongue around the head then ducked down to the ridge on the bottom side.
I knew there'd be lots of cum gathered there and was eager to find it. I
licked and sucked the head of his penis making sure I didn't miss out on
any of it. Then I began to play with it. My licking and sucking changed.
I started milking him by sucking on the head. Each drop of juice that
leaked from the slit I swirled around on my tongue then drank it down. I
slid my tongue into the opening on the head and coaxed any juices that
might be hiding out so I could lick them up. In one deep stroke, Mike
pushed his penis deep into my mouth and held it pressed against the back
of my throat.  I swirled my tongue around the shaft coating it with
moisture, so it would be smooth and wet for him when he began sliding it
in and out of my mouth.

 Mike pulled out until the head was the only thing left between my lips,
and then held it there while I licked and sucked it. I shivered as I
anticipated him thrusting back into my mouth. I get so excited when he
makes me kneel in front of him then grabs the back of my head and shoves
his penis deep into my throat. I feel so sexual and excited when he
thrusts in and out while I suck and lick him. I love it when he explodes
his cum into the back of  my throat and fills my mouth. So, even though
my pussy was aching so bad I was eager and hungry to feel my master shoot
his cum in my mouth.

He stroked into me, long steady strokes from my lips to the back of my
throat. His juices leaked across my tongue and I smeared them along his
length before swallowing them. We set a rhythm where he'd pull out till
just the head lay nestled in my mouth. I'd lick and suck it, I would beg
him with my actions to plunge back inside. I'd suck a little harder then
a little harder till he'd give in and the force of suction would pull
him deeper as he sank to the back of my throat.

I felt him lengthen and harden and knew cum was building in his testicles
and he was on the edge of cuming. He pushed into me hard and slammed into
the back of my throat. Then held it pressed there. I could feel him
pulsing, I waited anticipating his release but he kept his head buried in
my throat without cuming. I had been holding my breath I couldn't catch
my breath until he pulled out of the back of my throat. I gasped panting
when he pulled back and released me. He pulled out until the head was
resting on my tongue; instinctively I closed my mouth around it and held
it pressed against the roof of my mouth.

Mike pulled his penis from my mouth then slid it down my chin and throat.
Scooting lower he traced the valley between my breasts. Then bringing his
face close to mine "your mouth is almost as good as your pussy,  Maybe
even better." He said. Then he kissed me. My lips parted at the press of
his tongue against them. Then he plunged inside me, stroking and
thrusting the same way his penis had just moments before. Our tongues
swirled and danced around each other. I sucked his bottom lip into my
mouth and held it captive while I teased it with my tongue. Needing the
warmth inside his mouth, I released it and offered my tongue once more to
his.

Being kissed  is one of the most sensuous and exciting things to do when
having sex and kissing Mike was making me crazy. All the throbbing was
intensified. I knew any minute my clit was going to explode it was so
hard and swollen. I wanted to be untied NOW so I could somehow impale
myself onto his penis. Then I would  hold it while I rubbed my clit
against the base. Then my clit would explod and I could cum all over him.
Then I would pump my pussy up and down on his penis and milk every drop
of cum his testicles could make.

Abruptly he released me, crawling off of me and leaving me unfulfilled. I
laid there panting my body throbbing. I didn't know what would happen
next But I did know that I needed to cum and soon. I felt some hope when
Becky reached for the restraint holding my wrist and unbuckeled it.
Though being tied down had it's fun pointes I was aniouse to be released
so I could be more a participant than victom. I'm not sure if victim is
the right word for it since I had enjoyed it so much. I missed being able
to touch with my hands as well as my mouth.

The restraints were removed from my wrists, I was released from the cords
that held me spread across the bed. I think Mike must have seen the hope
flare in my eyes. As Becky was releasing the last cord, he told me to
stay perfectly still. "Just because we've released you right now
doesn't mean you are free. For the rest of the weekend you will remain
in restraints. We've barely begun doing to you the things we read about
and saw in the web site you like so much," said Becky. "Now show us
just how good you think you can be and get on your hands and knees."
Quickly I rolled over and got up onto my hands and knees. "You
misbehaved when we began and we gave you a chance to redeem yourself and
lessen your punishment. You did good. You're always eager to please us
though we didn't demand too much from you. Now is the moment of truth.
If you move without us telling you to we will increase the intensity of
your punishment." Mike told me. I admit it, I was scared. I'd seen some
crazy stuff on the websites I'd looked at and some of it was exciting
and I was interested in maybe trying it out. But some of the stuff was
just weird and I didn't want anything to do with it. I was scared but
eager to show my devotion astheir slave.