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Part 2
Ken looked at the ring. He picked it up. It felt heavy and slightly
warm. Almost without thinking, he slipped it onto his right forefinger. The
fit was perfect and it felt... right. Comfortable. Glancing down at the paper
he saw there were numbers on it. How odd, he thought as he read the six
numbers. Shrugging, he put the paper in his pocket and started to work his way
out of the food court.
Had that all happened? Now that Lea was no longer there, it felt almost
like a dream. As she had said, without the solid evidence of the ring on his
finger, he would have already dismissed the encounter as a day dream. Just as
he was about to enter the mall proper, he looked over at the table where Connie
was sitting. He started toward her, then stopped. What the hell would he say
to her? Would she remember him? Would she be embarrassed?
Steeling himself, he walked to her table. He put a smile on his face
and stepped into her line of vision. She looked up from her meal.
"Hi," she said with a smile. "Can I... help you?"
"I'm sorry," he replied, "I don't mean to disturb you. Is your name
Connie?"
She frowned slightly. "Yes. Do I know you from somewhere?" Her tone
was just slightly colder now. Now what was he going to say?
"No, no we don't know each other. But you aren't the um... same Connie.
I know it sounds lame, but a friend of mine described someone who looked a bit
like you and said her name was Connie. She said that I should pass on a hello."
"Oh," the frown disappeared. "Who was it?"
"Her name was Lea."
Connie wrinkled her forehead in thought. "I don't think I know anyone
by that name."
"Ah... well, I'm sorry to have disturbed you. Have a nice day." Ken
turned and left before the girl could say anything else. This was confusing.
He knew the girl's name, but she didn't know, or at least claimed not to know,
either him or Lea. Ken turned and started for the mall entrance. It was time
to go back to work.
On his way out, he started to pass by a little kiosk that sold gum,
candy, magazines and such. He stopped to pick up a pack of gum and looked up at
the lotto board. It was up to 80 million. He smiled. Assuming that the
average was two tickets to a person, that made 40 million fools. Ken didn't see
the difference between buying lottery tickets and tossing your money into a
trashcan.
When he pulled the money out of his pocket for the gum, a piece of paper
fluttered to the ground. He bent to pick it up and saw it was the one that Lea
had left him. The one with six numbers on it.
You gotta be kidding, he thought. OK fine, I'll play your little game.
Ken bought two tickets, one of which used the numbers on the paper and
walked away thinking, Well, there's 40 million and one fools now.
Back in the office he sat in his cube. Truthfully, he thought of it as
more of a cell. There was nothing of himself in it; no pictures, no comics, no
plants. Only his briefcase and a coffee cup that required cleaning. He logged
onto his computer and brought up the latest architecture schematics that he was
working on. Once, he'd enjoyed what he did. But in the last 15 years the work
culture that corporations had fostered had sucked all the joy from creating
anything. Nothing mattered but the bottom line.
As he tried to work, he found his attention wandering more and more
often to his encounter in the mall. After almost an hour of trying to get
something done, he sat back and sighed. His cock was hard once again and his
mind remembered the utter contentment he'd felt after the blowjob that Lea had
given him. Usually, the intensity of an experience faded with time, but this
had not. Plus, he remembered every second of her actions with Connie.
Ken gave up and went to get a Pepsi. Of course, he had to rearrange his
cock, since visions of Lea and Connie together were still in the forefront of
his brain.
Some of his co-workers were chatting by the soda machine. The usual
greetings were exchanged. Ken was unsurprised by the small gathering. After
all, the two new girls were there.
Fresh out of collage, the company loved these kids. They had no idea
how fucked up the corporation really was and were eager to get experience.
Plus, they were willing to work at the low wages offered and had all the latest
knowledge. Ken involved himself in the congenial conversation while eyeing one
of the two girls.
They were both quite attractive, but Genie was definitely the hotter of
the two and always had a flock of guys sniffing around her. Ken was not one of
them. Hooking up with women from the office was never a good idea. Still, that
didn't stop him from appreciating what the women looked like.
He surreptitiously eyed her as he drank his Pepsi and hovered on the
fringe of the group. She was quite cute, with short brown hair, brown eyes, a
very nice ass and what he thought were C cup breasts. He continued to stare at
her, thinking of her breasts and wondering what they'd feel like in his hands.
Firm, he thought, and her dark, sensitive nipples would respond to the
slightest touch. He knew that when she became aroused she loved to have them
squeezed, almost to the point of pain. This morning, as she lay in her bed
masturbating, she had one hand rubbing in a circular motion over her aroused sex
and the other pulling on the hard nipple of her left breast. She moaned,
wishing for a lover, and slid one slim finger into her core. This finger soon
found its way into her mouth, and she longed for a hard cock to slide into her
depths, fuck her to orgasm, then finish in her mouth so that she could taste
their cum.
"... really kinda sucks. Isn't that right Ken?" asked Jimmy.
Ken was startled. What the hell had happened? What had Jimmy just
said? Oh yeah, something about the health plan.
"Yeah, it did used to be better," replied Ken, relieved that his little
lapse into fantasy had gone unnoticed. "But costs continue to rise, unlike our
pay," everyone laughed, "and someone's gotta foot the bill. You didn't think
the company was going to do that, did you?"
There was general agreement from people, and Ken made an excuse and went
back to his cube. He sat in his chair and tried to ignore the throbbing in his
pants. This was really strange. He would have been willing to bet anything he
owned that Genie's breasts really did have dark, sensitive nipples and that she
really had been masturbating that morning, exactly as he'd imagined.
The memory was clear. He could hear her quiet moans, smell her arousal
and taste the salty fluid on her finger as it slid into her mouth. He shook
his head again, his cock harder than ever. He wished that there was some way
that he could relieve himself. Maybe that would get these thoughts out of his
head.
The rest of the afternoon went slowly and Ken had a great amount of
difficulty concentrating and he actually left a bit early. He hadn't intended
to, but shortly after the incident with Genie, she appeared in his cube. She
had some reason to speak to him that he knew with absolute certainty was a
thinly veiled excuse to see him. That was very strange as, aside from casual,
friendly conversation, she had never sought him out for any reason. As they
stood there talking, images began to flood his brain.
Genie's first orgasm, the first time she had sex, what she liked in bed,
what she fantasized about and those things that she'd never admit to being
excited by. She loved the thought of a man taking her in her cunt, then ass,
then mouth. Feeling helpless as he pounded into her, reveling in the freedom
that having no choice in the matter gave her. She fantasized about bondage,
but was too shy to mention it to a lover and somehow Ken knew that unless
something changed, she'd go the rest of her life denied that experience.
She was wet right now, he knew. When she left here, she planned to go
back to her cube and masturbate. She wouldn't allow herself to cum, but would
just tease herself. Tonight, when she got home, her cunt would be all hot and
sticky and she'd hold her soiled panties to her face, breathing in her musk as
she frigged herself to orgasm. It would be wonderful, but like so many other
times, she would lie there afterward and wish for a lover to be her Master.
Ken pulled himself together, forcing these thoughts from his mind. He
focused on Genie, hoping that she hadn't noticed his lapse. She was standing
there with a dreamy look on her face, saying absolutely nothing. Ken watched
for a moment, fascinated by her stillness.
"Well," she said as if she hadn't just been standing there almost like
a statue, "I'll talk to you later. I need to get back to my cube." She colored
a pretty shade of red as she said that, almost as if she knew that he knew
exactly what she would do when she got back there.
Ken shook his head. What the hell was up with him? First the thing
with Lea, and now this. He stood, once again having to rearrange his very
erect cock. Ken was beginning to get frightened and somewhat frustrated. He
was also quite aroused and there was no way to relieve it. Certainly sitting in
this fucking cube wasn't going to help.
He decided that stretching his legs was in order and exited the cube.
He wandered down the hall, then headed outside for a moment. As he leaned
against the wall, drinking in the bright sunshine, he tried to calm himself.
Surely, this was all his imagination. Lea had said that she could give him the
power to do exactly what he was experiencing but only if he accepted her deal.
He hadn't. Had she decided to do it anyway?
He shook his head. This was absolute crazy. Things like this didn't
happen, they were impossible. He looked at the beautiful ring on his hand. It
was also impossible for what had occurred at the mall to happen, but he was
sure it had. To doubt that was to doubt his own sanity.
"Ken, how are you?" Ken looked up as his boss hailed him. She was all
right as bosses went. Neither good nor bad. She had to have been closing on
fifty, with iron gray hair, a thick body and a no nonsense attitude. She'd go
to bat for you - as long as it wouldn't put her in jeopardy.
Suddenly Ken didn't know what to say. If he started talking to her,
would he be able to read her as he had Genie? Christ that was the absolute
LAST thing he wanted!
The short conversation they held went without incident. Ken had no
flashes into her inner sexual world (thank god) and she was quite effective in
dampening his arousal. Ken returned to his cube deep in thought.
What was going on here? Had Lea been just giving him a taste of what
things would be like with this power? Would he be a slave to other people's
fantasies? That thought was not particularly appealing since, by nature, he
was quite dominant. But he'd picked up nothing from his boss, so perhaps Lea
had only been giving him a taste of what it would be like. Ken shook his head.
He was acting as if what had happened was all real. He decided to see what
would happen if he talked to someone else.
Slipping Lea's ring off and putting it into his pocket, Ken left his
cube to go see Jane. He really liked her and they worked quite well together.
She'd had someone in her life since he'd known her or he would have been tempted
to break his no office dating rule.
In addition to being one of the few competent people around, she was
very attractive. She was about five eight, had shoulder length, curly brown
hair and a beautiful figure. Her very narrow waist flowed into hips just the
right width, and long, strong legs that she would show off in mid thigh skirts.
Her breasts seemed firm and heavy and he'd occasionally seen the outline of her
nipples through one of her silk shirts. Once, he even thought he'd seen a
nipple ring, but he couldn't be sure. She had a wonderful smile, blue eyes and
always smelled very sexy in a subtle sort of way. She also loved to flirt - and
they'd flirted enough for him to guess that she wouldn't be adverse to the kinds
of sexual activates that interested him.
He walked into her cube, "Hey, Jane, how ya doin'?"
She spun in her chair, giving him a wide grin. "Fine. What brings your
exalted presence here?"
"Oh, just thought I'd stop by and see how the little people were doing."
"Yeah," she relied. "I noticed one of the 'little people' hanging out
in your cube. One of the very cute, very available little people."
"What are you talking about?"
Her smile grew wider as she replied. "I saw Genie in your cube chatting
you up. I almost went over to save her from the wolf, but it seems she escaped
intact."
"Wolf? Me? You wound me! Surely you don't think that I'd take
advantage of a sweet young thing like that. Hell, just think of all the hours
it'd take to train her."
Suddenly, Jane's whole demeanor changed as she leaned forward, a smoky
sort of fire in her eyes. "Some of us train up better than other, you know.
If fact," she continued, licking her lips, "some of us are already very well
trained."
She wasn't kidding, Ken knew. Jane thought she was gay until she was
twenty. She liked women, but was very shy and other than one girl that she'd
been with in High School, she'd had sex with no one. When she was almost 20,
Jane already knew what kind of sex she liked. But she needed to know if she
liked men. Eddie, the guy who took her cherry, was quite forceful with her.
They'd both gotten a little drunk and, as the old story goes, one thing had led
to another. Eddie was a nice guy and after making absolutely sure that she
wanted to lose her virginity, he'd actually had to hold her down to take it.
While vocal protestation had never occurred to her, she'd struggled physically.
The first time she struggled, he'd backed off, to her annoyance, and she made it
plain that if he wanted it, he'd better take it now, otherwise the deal, so to
speak, was off.
Eddie had a bit of a Dom streak in him, or so it seemed to Ken as he
watched the scene unfold, and easily held the lighter woman under him. Jane
already knew she was submissive. Sliding into her cunt had been ecstasy for him
and quite painful for her. If he'd known how much he was hurting her, he'd have
stopped, but she never told him. The pain rolled through her belly accompanied
by cramps and a tearing sensation when he slid into her. But she was soaking
wet, and the pleasure she got from the pain drove her wild.
She'd stopped fighting him as soon as he had a firm grip on her. Her
tightness and heat drove him to wildly slam his cock into her sex. He wasn't
particularly large, which, Ken knew, was a good thing since Jane wouldn't have
stopped him even if he really had been hurting her. She was too deep into
something that, years later, she would come to know as subspace.
He knew he could sample any of the times she had had sex, or any of her
fantasies. It was easy to do. One memory caught his attention - had it been
fantasy or real? She was on her knees in front of her roommate in the college
dorm, eagerly sucking the remains of Annie's boyfriend's cum from her wet sex
while he sprawled on the floor watching, his cock still wet from it's recent
withdrawal. Jane's own boyfriend, a different one from her first time, was
slamming into her asshole with his rock hard cock. It hurt, and it was
humiliating to have her hands tied while being used like this, but she'd had so
many orgasms that she could barely count them. Yup- that had happened.
He could see her history, she was a committed submissive, a completely
bisexual masochist, who would do almost anything for the right Master or
Mistress. At the moment, she was owned by a woman, which was why her current
fantasy involved two men. Her mistress didn't like men very much so Jane never
got to have sex with one. Jane knew that, as much as she enjoyed her time with
the woman, if that didn't change, she'd have to leave her service.
Her current fantasy had two men using her. She imagined that she was
tied and suspended in Japanese rope bondage. Her hands were tied to her elbows
behind her back and her ankles were tied to her thighs. Thick, tight ropes
suspended her in the air, cutting into her belly, upper arms and thighs. The
base of each breast had been tightly wrapped with scratchy hemp until her heavy
tits were swollen and throbbing. Her nipple rings had been replaced by bars
and vicious clamps had been clamped over each nipple. This had the effect of
crushing her nipples from the inside and outside, since the clamps had been
carefully placed over each bar. Heavy weights swung from each clamp.
Her legs were pulled wide apart, completely exposing her sex to the
mercies of one of the men. But there was no mercy. He was forcefully shoving
her huge cock into her only slightly lubricated asshole, fucking her ruthlessly
while her cunt slime literally dripped from her sex. He also had a crop that he
used to welt her ass with when he felt like it.
At her other end, a dental gag had been applied. Saliva drooled freely
from her mouth, pooling on the floor as the other man fucked her throat. He
was too big for her to take without gagging and choking, but that turned her on
all the more. He had a short whip in his hands and was using it to hit the
sides of her swollen breasts. One man called a switch and they both pulled out.
She watched through dazed eyes as the other cock, stained from her asshole,
approached her mouth.
Ken blinked and drew in a breath. His cock was a solid rock, aching
with the need for release Jane sat there looking like she was daydreaming,
with smile on her face. Both nipples were swollen and he could easily see the
outline of the bars through them. He knew, somehow, that it took a high level
of arousal for them to show like this. Her scent reached him, light sweat
mixed with her perfume and he knew that he absolutely had to get out of there.
He fled. Almost ran to his cube, gathered up his things and bolted for
the parking lot. Fortunately, he passed on no one the way out.
The drive home was just a blur and the next thing he knew, he was at his
small house. He went inside, dropped off his things and stood in the living
room trying to sort through what had happened. It was simple to reach the only
two conclusions.
1) He was going insane and had started to hallucinate.
2) Lea had somehow given him the power to read women's fantasies.
Since he was looking at the ring she'd given him, it seemed that,
however unlikely, the second possibility was the correct answer. Perhaps, he
mused, now calm in his own house, it wasn't him. Perhaps it was the ring that
had somehow given him this power. Wait, he frowned to himself, that wasn't
right. He'd taken it off before the incident with Jane. Of course, he'd still
had it with him. Perhaps if the ring wasn't in contact with him?
Well, that was easily tested, he thought, and pulled it off, setting it on the
coffee table. Now all he had to do was find a woman. Ken left his house to
walk to the corner store which was only a few blocks away. He never made it.
He walked down the sidewalk, determined to find a woman and see if the
ring was somehow causing all this. At the corner, there were some people
waiting for the light to change. He didn't pay too much attention to them since
his goal was the 7-11. He figured that there might be someone there who was
female. He finally noticed two teen girls who were also waiting at the light.
One gave him a sidelong glance and their eyes met. Time slowed.
Judy had beautiful eyes. It was the first thing he noticed. She wasn't
happy with her body though - she thought her breasts were too small. She was
fourteen and just that morning...
Ken lost contact when a horn beeped. The girls went their way and he
just stood there. Slowly he turned and walked back to his house. As he sat on
his couch, Ken knew that he could have gotten that girl's complete sexual
history, her wants, needs and desires and that somehow, he could also fulfill
them. Sort of. The ring lay gleaming on the table, the stone glowing as the
afternoon light lanced through it.
He didn't know how long he sat, lost in thought. It was dark by the
time he roused himself and he immediately noticed two things. First, he was
hungry. And second, the sexual energy that seemed to have been building up in
him since the encounter with Genie had not abated and he was very, very horny.
First things first, he thought and went into the kitchen to prepare a
meal. It was later then he'd thought. Eight pm! No wonder he was ravenous.
Ken demolished his food while watching a little TV. He knew of a sub that he
could call who would most likely be free tonight. The thought scared him
though. What would happen if she got here and this weirdness struck again?
Well, it looked like it would be masturbation and some porn for tonight. He
grinned wryly to himself knowing that he was lucky to have a lover who would
most likely be able to share the night on short notice. She had other lovers,
but had told him she didn't want to be tied down. He respected that.
Ken pulled out one of his favorite S&M flicks and jerked off to it. It
seemed to relieve the pressure somewhat and he thought that he'd be able to get
some sleep. However, after tossing and turning in bed for a half hour, he
realized that he was still very aroused. His cock was starting to ache from
being hard. After finishing himself off a second time, he found he was *still*
horny, but sleep reluctantly came. That's when more trouble started.
He opened his eyes. He was in a living room, but not his own. It was
beautiful, warm, sunny and the clearest dream he'd ever had.
"That, Kenneth, is because this is not exactly a dream."
It was Lea, of course. Good god she was heart stoppingly beautiful.
Now she was barefoot, wearing a green, mostly see through wraparound skirt.
Like something you'd wear over a bikini bottom. Only she had nothing on
underneath it. On top she was wearing a very small tank top - white and not
quite as see through as the skirt. Her beautiful hair was slightly wild and her
green eyes glowed with welcome.
Ken wasn't sure what to say.
"You are finding your new power disturbing, I know. It's because you
don't accept that it can happen. But it is real - until you tell me you don't
want it. I hope you won't do that - you haven't even experienced the full
power of what I've given you."
"What, exactly is that?" Ken asked through dry lips.
Lea walked over to a wet bar and poured a glass of something.
"Juice?" She said handing it to him.
He took it and nodded his thanks. Being this close to her was
maddening. His lust was back, in full force, as if he hadn't already cum three
times that day. Her scent, how she looked, how she moved and his memory of the
most fantastic blowjob he'd ever experienced was making it difficult to think.
"Several times today, you used a small amount of the capability I've
given you. You find that you now have enormous sexual energy. But, as
unsatisfied and aroused as you are, both of the women that you touched are in
incredible need from what you did."
"What *I* did? I didn't do anything."
"That's almost true," she said with a mischievous smile," you really
have very little control at the moment. But I wanted to introduce you to the
pleasure that you can give and receive. Before we continue our conversation, I
believe that it is important for you to finish what you started with those
women. Else they will find little sleep and no release from their arousal this
night. Or, in fact, the next several."
Ken found both his lust and his anxiety rising at that statement.
"What, exactly do you mean?" She paused then said, "You
should not have aroused their lusts if you were not going to satisfy them,
Kenneth."
Ken felt vaguely guilty at that but then said, "And I was supposed to
know this how?"
Lea smiled again. "Sometimes, it is best to learn by doing. Your...
activation, if you will, of their fantasies has fired their blood as it has
your own. You must either complete their fantasies or experience new ones with
them. You will all get relief that way. And, I promise, it will be a great
deal of fun.
"Don't worry. I will be there to guide you, if there is need. And
remember - these will be fantasies. There are no limits, save that which you
would impose. There is no safety, physical safety anyway, that needs be
considered. You will be able to do what they want, what they need. And in
doing so, you will be able to satisfy your own needs and lust."
Lea smiled and said, "Genie, I think will be first."
The room shifted and changed...
... and Ken found himself in a bedroom that was not his own. It looked
slightly familiar though. Genie was sitting on the bed, naked except for a
pair of bikini panties. She was breathing deeply and he could clearly see the
lust in her eyes. He looked around and saw that they were alone. Hearing a
sound, he turned back to the bed. Genie had slid off and was now kneeling on
the floor, hands behind her head with her knees spread.
"Master, how may I serve you?"
Ken just looked at her and she waited.
"Go on Kenneth. You are a Dominant. Surely this situation is familiar
to you?" Lea had appeared at his side.
"I can't do this," he said. "I work with this girl! Not only that, but
she's ten years younger than I am"
"None of that matters. You are in a fantasy. This is not real. You
can combine your needs and wants with hers. The result will be quite
satisfying, I assure you."
Ken looked back at the girl on the floor. He could feel his arousal,
and, oddly, hers as well. He knew that he would have no trouble creating a
scene on the fly that they'd both enjoy. Besides, he was still home in bed.
What could it hurt?
Ken remembered some of the things that Genie wanted, plus he knew that
any other information he might need was at his fingertips, so to speak. He
walked over and gently took a fistful of her hair and bent her head back.
"Is my little slave horny tonight?"
"Yes Master," she replied.
He could easily smell her arousal, a combination of her sweat and musk
from between her legs. He bent and ran a hand up her thigh. She shuddered
when he reached her panties. The heat was incredible and they were literally
dripping wet. He ran his fingers over the soaked cloth and gathered some of her
lubricant on his finger. Bending close to her face, so that they could both
smell her scent, he slowly licked it clean. His cock was hard. She tasted
very good and he wanted to plunge into her depths. But he knew that wouldn't be
enough for either of them.
He pulled her to her feet.
"Remove those panties."
She swiftly complied, leaving them on the floor. He lay her on the bed
and, taking the restraints in her bed stand, began to tie her. Her arms were
pulled over her head and fastened to the wall. Her legs were pulled up and
tied to the same spot as her wrists. She was spread open quite nicely.
Her sex was slick, oozing lubrication and he slowly started licking her
clit, just touching it with the tip of his tongue. She groaned and pushed her
hips toward it, but he was content to just tease her. Slowly, he opened her
with his tongue, enjoying the tangy taste, pushing into her pussy as she moaned
and pleaded for him to allow her to cum.
"You're a very hot slut tonight, aren't you?"
"Yes Master, please, your slut needs to cum."
Ken was fully into the scene now. "I'm sure you do dear, but it'll be a
while." He touched her clit again with his tongue while using her copious
lubrication to slide a finger into her asshole. She was very tight and clamped
down on it while moaning.
He reached into the drawer again and pulled out a set of nipple clamps.
They were adjustable and he fastened them tightly to each erect nipple. She
was quite sensitive and he knew that they were a little too tight for her
comfort. He also knew that as her arousal grew they'd feel just fine. Plus,
she wasn't in control and fully expected him to use her as he wished. That was
what she wanted. Each clamp was tied to her big toe with a string. Any
movements that she made tugged on her nipples, causing pain which was rapidly
turning to pleasure. He teased her clit some more until she was almost sobbing
with need. Then he took out a belt.
"Shall I use this on you? Would you like that?"
"If... Master wishes."
She was afraid of the belt, but also lusted after it. The fear and
arousal warred in her body. But she was tied and had no choice but to submit.
A strong Master would take her however he wanted. The very thought almost made
her orgasm as she realized that he *was* taking her however he wanted. And
right now, he wanted to use the belt on her.
Her ass was a perfect target and Ken didn't hit her very hard. He'd had
years of practice, so gently increasing how hard the strokes were was simple.
Through their odd connection, he could feel the heat rise in her belly as it
rose in her reddening ass. She jerked and moaned, pulling on her nipples,
causing painful sensations to spread through her chest. But it all turned to
lust. She wanted this, needed it. To surrender and just feel, knowing that
her Master would not make fun of her wants. Knowing too that he would use her
as he saw fit.
Ken started to work the belt over her inner thighs. Genie's body jumped
at each strike. He wasn't hitting her hard, just enough to sting a little.
After every few hits he'd run his fingers over her sopping cunt, dipping into
it and using the juice to frig her clit. It didn't take long for her to start
begging for an orgasm
"You know," Ken said conversationally, "those panties of yours were
sopping wet. I bet you'd love to taste them, wouldn't you."
Genie's stomach clenched. If she were alone, she would have already had
them in her mouth, but how had her Master known that was what she wanted?
"Yes Master, if you want me to."
Close, he thought, but not close enough. "I asked if you wanted to
taste them, not if you thought I wanted you to." The belt hit her ass again,
this time much harder than it had before.
"Ahh. Yes! I... I want to taste them, to taste my cunt juice. It's
all I could think about today. I wanted to be played with and to clean my wet
panties with my tongue."
He picked them up and rubbed the wet cloth through her dripping slit.
Her smell, her willingness, her arousal and desire to submit to him were
driving him very crazy. He knew that soon, he'd be sliding his hard cock
inside her body. As aroused as he was, he hoped that he could continue her
fantasy and not blow his wad the second he entered her.
After allowing her panties to soak up even more juice from her aroused
cunt, he held them over her mouth while gently rubbing her clit. She groaned
and made little mewing sounds, begging to taste them. Her own scent filled her
nose and she was wild with the need to cum. He dipped them within reach of her
tongue and she shuddered as she tasted herself, reaching even further to get
more.
"You want more, don't you?"
"Yes, please Master. Please, I need it."
He pulled the panties out of her reach again and she whined. He rubbed
her clit harder and the whine turned into a moan. "Ask me to use the belt on
your cunt. "
This was a very private fantasy of hers. The pain caused by the belt
scared her, but would her arousal be enough to over come it? She needed to
know, she needed her Master to give her no choice, to make her admit her desire.
"If it pleases you Master." The belt slapped hard into her
ass again. "That's not the truth. Tell me the truth - do you want to feel the
belt? Do you want to cum from the belt? Yes or no?"
His fingers started to gently pinch her clit, causing her body to jerk.
Her nipples were getting more painful, but somehow her body needed that, to
know her Master had decided that they would be clamped and that was that.
"Yes, please Master. I... I want to feel the belt, to know that I can
cum from it." He dipped the panties down close enough for her to suck
on them. She groaned as her taste spread through her mouth. Then the first
strike of the belt came.
Ken knew exactly how hard to hit her. He started by just tapping the
leather against her wet cunt, until her whole body was jerking with each tap.
Then he slowly increased how hard he used it until the strokes were making a
loud slapping sound in the room. She was going nuts and finally came as he
stuffed the last of her panties into her mouth, grunting and thrashing as
pleasure washed through her body.
She had barely come down from her first orgasm when she realized that he
had out his cock and was going to enter her. Her wetness made it easy and she
eagerly watched her body slowly swallow his organ, felt herself stretch to take
his width. Slowly he began to pump into her and she knew it wouldn't take long
for her to cum again.
Ken reveled in her wet heat, the worry that he might cum too soon
pushed to the back of his mind. In and out he road her, feeling her body
respond to each stroke. He knew what she wanted and he fully intended to give
it to her. She was just on the verge of orgasm when he pulled out.
She groaned, unable to plead for him to continue because of the panties
that still gagged her. Her eyes widened as she felt him start to push at the
tight ring of her ass. He was big. Not long, but very thick and she feared
she would be unable to take him. It didn't matter, she realized, she couldn't
stop him, and she almost came from the thought. She knew he was going to fuck
her ass until she orgasmed, then fuck her mouth until he came.
Ken wondered if he'd be able to fit into Genie. There'd been very few
women that could accommodate him. But somehow he knew that she could. Even as
he knew that in real life, she'd be in a lot of pain. Still he knew she
thought that wouldn't matter to her as long as her Master was enjoying her body.
Enjoying her. That was what really got her off.
The tight ring gave and he slid partially into her asshole. Her cunt
provided more than enough lubrication and it took little time for him to sink
fully into her body. It hurt her, he knew, although not as much as it should
have, and he started rubbing her clit. It didn't take long before she was
wracked with spasms, sweating and moaning as she shook in orgasm. He was close
himself, her scent and the sight of her shuddering as she came almost pushing
him over the edge.
When she finished, she found her body still buzzing with lust, still
needing. He pulled out of her ass and reached for her mouth. Genie's heart
started to pound as she realized that he was going to make her give him a
blowjob. It was the dirtiest act she could think of, considering where his cock
had just been, and it made her blood boil knowing that she would do it.
Willingly. Her helplessness in his ropes was still her choice, her submission
her willing gift for them both to enjoy.
Ken finally came, pumping jet after jet of seamen into Genie's sucking
mouth. She'd shown no hesitation as he pulled her panties from her mouth and
replaced it with his cock. She'd closed her eyes and groaned, her tongue
eagerly finding every sensitive spot on his cock, trying her best to give him
pleasure. She smiled, knowing she'd succeeded because he came in less than
three minutes. She eagerly swallowed, but there was too much and it spilled
from the sides of her mouth. She held his softening cock, loving licking and
cleaning it as he breathed heavily above her and smiled.
The scene dimmed and Ken looked around to find himself back in the house
with Lea.
"Very good Kenneth. You learn as rapidly as I'd hoped."
Ken was feeling very odd. He felt both sated and aroused at the same
time.
"What just happened?"
Lea smiled. "You've created a very satisfied woman. And you gave her
the impetus to truly seek what she wants in a man. Someone who will love her,
but also be her Master. Those desires that would have died within her,
unrealized, never having been flamed to true life. Her sex life, which would
have been merely adequate for the rest of her life, now has the potential to be
outstanding."
"I'm not sure I understand all that." Ken was frowning in confusion.
"We will talk later. Now, you have another woman to see to. Jane will
be a very different experience. She is not so young and inexperienced in her
desires as Genie." Lea smiled. "Jane is different from any slave you've had.
Her brain is wired differently. Pain, to her, is a very sexual stimulus. But
she is an intelligent woman, and knows that it is only in her fantasies - or
with a very perceptive Master, would she be able to let herself go. She has
never found a Master that she trusts enough, so her fantasies can be quite
extreme. The question this time will be - can you satisfy your desires? Will
you be able to use Jane's fantasy to fulfill desires that you have hidden? It
is very important that you know and accept yourself."
"Wait, I thought you said that I'd be granting their fantasy?"
Lea smiled and blew him a kiss. Everything dimmed and the scene changed
again. Ken blinked, his mind having a hard time believing what he was seeing.
End part 2
