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The Misadventures of Gwen
Chapter 14
It is now
This morning I woke up fully aroused. I had been kept on the edge most of the
night. Somewhere around
My morning routine has also returned to normal. I am now back on my full fitness program including my two mile walk. The duotone balls are no longer inserted in my pussy before my morning walk. My clit ring does a very good job of stimulating my clit, keeping me on the edge during my walk. My clit is constantly hard and throbbing thanks to that ring. To say that I'm in a constant state of horniness would be an understatement. The Marquis should be proud of the torment he continues to heap upon me.
Also a package arrived today with the first shipment of my new bras. I now have at least one to match every outfit. Today's outfit is red. I am wearing red over the knee boots with five inch heels, red wrist cuffs, a red collar, and of course a red bra which supports my huge tits, leaving my nipples on display for all to see. Chains also connect the rings in my outer labia. I don't think I’ll ever know what it's like to dress like a normal person again. I've resigned myself to this life where my private parts will be constantly on display for all to see.
Monique returns to my quarters. "The Marquis is ready to see you," she says as she attaches a leash to my collar.
I am led down the hall by the leash to the Marquis's drawing room. I stand in the middle of the room and assume the position, a position I know oh so well. I spread my legs wide and lock my hands behind my head thrusting my breasts out.
The Marquis walks around inspecting me very carefully.
"I see that your new bras are in. Very good," says the Marquis. "Your tits look well supported."
He holds in his hand the small silver remote. He presses a button and my nipples begin to tingle.
"Did you sleep well last night, Gwen?" He asks with a smile on his face.
"Not very well, sir," I reply.
"I'm sorry to hear that," he says.
If you're so sorry to hear I didn't sleep well, then why did you keep those fucking rings buzzing all night, keeping me on the edge and wide awake?
He then pushes another button and my clit begins pulsating. He's doing it to me again. He gets off watching me in distress.
“How does that feel, Gwen?” he asks.
“Oh, wonderful, sir,” I reply.
He then pushes another button and the clasp on the front of my bra opens. He removes my bra and begins to squeeze my tits. With the push of a button the exquisite feeling in my nipples and clit increases dramatically. My hips begin to slowly rotate as he kisses my nipples and grates then between his teeth. Already my tits are filling with milk and they feel bloated.
I am so hot. My pussy is on fire, and once again I feel the need to cum. Lick my tits. Bite my nipples. Ram your hand up my pussy. Make me cum. I’ll do anything if you’ll just let me cum.
He continues to worry my nipples with his nibbling and biting, and then he reaches down to cup my pussy. I grind my crotch into his hand.
“You’re a hot little bitch, aren’t you,” he chides.
"Oh yes sir, very hot," I moan. "Your hand feels so good. Stick your fingers up my pussy."
His mood changes dramatically as he grabs my nipples and squeezes them viciously.
"How many times have I told you not to talk like that? You are to conduct yourself as a lady at all times. A lady does not use vulgar language or talk back as you have just done," says the Marquis as he continues to cruelly squeeze my nipples.
I begin to cry. Emotionally I'm a mess. If he wants me to be a lady, why does he dress and treat me like a slut. I don't know how to please him.
My crying is irritating him even more as he begins to slap my breasts – first the right one and then the left.
“You are infuriating me. Stick those tits out even more.” he commands.
I thrust my tits out to him as he pushes another button on the remote sending waves of pleasure through-out my tit mounds. He then goes over to his desk and retrieves his riding crop. He starts to smack my tits with his crop. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
Oh my God, the pleasure and pain are extreme. I don’t know whether to laugh or cry. I am experiencing sensual overload, and I find it difficult to remain standing on these five inch heels with my legs spread so far apart.
My cunt is quivering, and it doesn’t go unnoticed as he abandons my tits and begins to smack my pussy. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
Oh no, it’s too much. I’m going to cum. Yes! I want to cum so badly. Yes! Yes! Yes! No, wait, I don’t want to cum. The rings won’t let me cum. I need to fight this off. All I’m doing is working myself up to the point where I’m going to get the shock of a lifetime.
“You like this, you slut, don’t you?” taunts the Marquis as he increases the stimulation to my poor clit and at the same time he smacks my pussy harder and harder. SMACK! SMACK!
I am on overload. The pain and pleasurable sensations are blending together. I welcome them both.
“Beat my cunt. Harder! Harder! Harder! Beat me!” I scream to myself unable to vocalize my true feelings for fear of retribution from the Marquis.
Now he begins to alternate blows – first smacking my pussy and then smacking my bloated milk-filled tits.
I’m so close. I can’t hold off no matter how I try. I need to scream, and why not? What will he do, beat me? He’s already doing that!
“Yes, smack my tits! Smack my pussy! Harder! Harder!“ I scream as I reach the point of no return.
Suddenly my tits and pussy are jolted with a charge of electricity that brings me to my knees. My nipples and clit are on fire – a fire which spreads throughout my body numbing me and bringing me down from that sexual high very quickly. I sit there on my knees panting, trying to catch my breath, crying in frustration. Those rings are diabolical. I hate those fucking rings. I hate that fucking Marquis, too – the sadistic bastard.
I leer at him as he walks around me patting his hand with his riding crop. The look on his face tells me he isn’t happy with me, and I don’t give a fuck. I’m tired of trying to please the sick bastard.
“Get up, Gwen, and assume the position,” he says calmly as he continues to circle me.
I immediately rise although I find this difficult because I feel so weak from the jolt of electricity I have received. I spread my legs, but they’re shaking uncontrollably; and the five inch heels don’t make it any easier. My legs are like jelly. I lock my hands behind my neck thrusting my aching, bloated tits out for the bastard to abuse some more.
He calls for the chambermaids.
“Monique and Evelyn, the little slut’s tits are full. I want you to suck them dry. There’s no time to get the milking machine in here,” says the Marquis to the two women.
They smile as they approach me from either side and grab a tit.
“And by the way, ladies, I know the liberties you’ve taken with our little slave in the past. I expect to see you get her aroused just the way you do when I’m not around. If you don’t, I swear I’ll have both of you flogged within an inch of your lives. Is that clear?” asks the Marquis with fire in his eyes.
“Yes, sir,” both girls answer meekly, looking like two rats caught in the act. They now know they better perform and not only milk me but make sure I really enjoy it or it’s their hide.
Monique and Evelyn begin to sensually lick and suck my nipples. They each knead one of my bloated tits drawing my sweet milk through the nipple. At the same time their free hands roam up and down my body rekindling the flame that is beginning to rebuild in my loins. Evelyn rubs my ass and trails her index finger up and down the crack of my ass pausing to tease my anus. She continues to do this for some time and then begins to push her index finger against my anal sphincter seeking access to my rectum.
At the same time Monique’s free hand trails down my stomach lingering to squeeze and flick my clit before moving lower to separate my labia and seek out my love canal. She yanks on the chains connecting the rings in my labia together further arousing me. My juices are now flowing, and Monique works some pussy juice back to my anus for Evelyn to use to give her easier access to my rectum.
I’m having a difficult time standing with my legs spread so wide as I’m being assaulted by these two vixens. The last thing I want right now is to get aroused. I also know that if they don’t succeed in arousing me, they’ll pay the price. I have to fight back these feelings. I can’t let them win. I don’t think I can take another jolt of electricity.
Oh, but it feels so good. They’re finished draining the milk from my tits which gives them the advantage. Their mouths are now everywhere. Monique jabs her tongue in my mouth and French’s me deeply taking my breath away. I can’t help but respond intertwining my tongue with hers becoming overcome with lust. At the same time Evelyn now is kneeling behind me kissing my ass checks and licking up and down the crack of my ass. She then moves around in front of me and sucks on my clit, and then snakes her tongue up and down my slit driving me to new heights.
I’m overheating. Their hands and mouths are no match for me. I can’t resist them as I am consumed with lust. I know it’s going to happen again, and there’s nothing I can do about it. My body has no built in defense mechanism to protect me from what is about to happen.
“Oh baby, you’re so fucking hot. Cum for me,” Monique whispers in my ear as she presses her body up to mine.
Her hands cup my breasts and then she kisses her way down my cleavage drawing my tits by the nipples closer to her head as she licks and kisses the inside of my breasts. Her head is surrounded by tit, and she is driving me crazy with her tongue.
In the meantime, Evelyn is kissing her way up my spine to my shoulders, and she is now tonguing my ear as her hands roam all over my body teasing and pinching me.
“Oh, Gwen, I love your fucking body. You were made to be fucked and sucked. Cum, baby,” she whispers in my ear as she continues to tongue my ear and suck on my ear lobe.
My knees are weak and my legs begin to shake as the ache in my loins and the throbbing in my clit become unbearable. I’m ready to explode, and then Monique bites down on my left nipple and pushes me over the edge. I’m ready to…
Oh God, I’m again hit with searing pain in my clit and my nipples which spreads like wildfire throughout my body. I can no longer stand. I drop to my knees and then collapse to the floor unable to breathe. This time the shock isn’t as great and it soon dissipates, but the damage is done. I’m reduced to a blubbering fool. The muscles in my arms and legs are spasming. I lay there trying to catch my breath.
The Marquis rises from his chair and tells me to get up. I try to rise but collapse to the floor. My legs are too weak and won’t support my weight.
“Rise, now and assume the position,” he demands as he smacks me on the ass with his riding crop.
I again try to get up and an able to get one leg up, but when I put pressure on it, I once more collapse on the floor laid out on my back.
“Up this instant, Gwen. I expect total obedience from you,” he shrieks as he smacks my poor tits with his riding crop. This is the first time I have failed him, and he is infuriated.
“I’m trying to get up, sir, but my legs won’t hold my weight,” I cry in despair as I once more attempt to get up to avoid the blows from his crop.
This time I am able to stand on very wobbly feet and have all I can do to maintain my balance on these five inch heels. My legs are shaking but I’m beginning to regain my composure. If you’re going to shock the shit out of me, at least let me wear flats or sneakers not these god dam ridiculous heels.
“Spread your legs and get your hands locked behind your head. You know what to do. Why do I have to tell you every time, Gwen?” he derides me as he directs me with his crop.
I assume the position with tears streaming down my face.
You’re a mess,” he says as he looks me up and down.
Of course, I’m a mess! Let me put 100 volts through your body and see if you come out anything but a mess. What the fuck did you expect?
“What do you have to say for yourself?” he asks deridingly.
What do you want me to say? Thanks for the charge.
“Nothing. sir,” I reply as meekly as I can muster although I don’t feel meek right now. I feel used, abused, and purposely set up.
“You have nothing to say for yourself?” he asks incredulously.
No, I have nothing to say.
“With all due respect, sir, what would you like me to say?” I ask.
This infuriates the Marquis, and he turns to Monique and Evelyn.
“Take her to her chambers. Clean her up and feed her. Then have her back here in an hour. Now, go!” he commands.
Evelyn puts my bra back on me while Monique attaches the leash. They lead me from the room and back to my chambers. I am so frustrated. I don’t know what he wants of me. He purposely sets me up to receive an electrical shock and then wants to know what I have to say for myself. What does he have to say for himself? I need to be careful. My belligerence can get me into more trouble than I’m already in.
The chambermaids lead me into the bath and strip off my attire. I now stand there naked except for the gold chains adorning my labia.
“Well, I never expected that today. I’m so hot. I really need some relief,” Monique protests.
“This is frustrating. Does he think we’re machines,” chimes in Evelyn
“Get on your knees, Gwen,” Monique says as she rubs my bald head and moves her pussy close to me. “Stick out your tongue, baby. We’ve all had a hard day.”
I stick out my tongue, and she moves her clit close to it and encourages me to lick and suck on her clit.
“Oh, honey, that feels so good. Run your tongue up and down my slit. I love those studs. They are doing such wonderful things to my little cunny,” she coos as she moves her pussy up and down encouraging me to lick and suck.
She then rubs my head and pushes her cunt harder into my face.
“Stick your tongue up my hole, Gwen. Make it hard like a little cock and stuff it up my cunt. Let me feel those studs caressing my love canal,” she encourages me as she grinds her cunt harder and harder into my face. My nose is buried in her slit pressing against her clit as she continues to grind her pussy into my face. My tongue is buried up her fuck hole licking and caressing her interior walls with my studded tongue.
She begins to spasm and then has a massive climax drenching my face in her juices as I frantically try to lap up as much as I can. A tear forms in my eye as I give to her what I have been denied.
She backs off totally satisfied as I breathe heavily trying to catch my breath, but there is no reprieve as Evelyn sidles up to me and caresses my head.
“That was so hot. It’s unbelievable what you can do with that tongue, Gwen. I feel like creaming just looking at you,” she says as she draws my head to her pussy.
I don’t have to be told what to do as I flick out my studded tongue and lick and suck on her clit. I then trail my tongue up and down her slit and enter her hole. I just want to get this over with as quickly as possible. I need to rest. I attack the inside of her cunt with my tongue burying it as deep as I can up her hole. It’s having the desired effect as she holds my naked head and grinds her cunt into my face.
“Oh, yes, baby, eat my pussy. Make Evi cum,” she coos as I continue to lick and suck at a frantic pace. “You are fucking amazing. I don’t believe your stamina.”
She redoubles her efforts and is now grinding her wet, sloppy pussy all over my face and tongue. I can tell she’s close. This is having an effect on me too, and I once again start to heat up at a feverish pace.
Evelyn lets out a little shriek as she begins to cum once again bathing my face in pussy juice. I lap up the fruits of my labor as she directs me not to miss a drop.
I’m exhausted, emotionally drained, and still on the edge as they turn on the shower and secure my hands to the shackles overhead. I’m to be bathed, but I’ll pay the price.
They can’t do to me what they would like to for I have to be returned to the Marquis shortly, however, they do manage to get me further aroused while they bathe me.
After my shower, I am again dressed and delivered to the Marquis in the great hall. I stand in the center of the room, and assume the position. He picks up where he left off.
“Well, what do you have to say for yourself?” asks the Marquis.
“Nothing,” I whisper, too tired and distraught to care.
“You have nothing to say for yourself, you slut?” he taunts me as he smacks my left breast with his crop.
“No, sir,” I say dejectedly while I am looking down.
“Did you cum?” he asks.
“No, sir, I almost came,” I whisper.
“Were you shocked?” he asks.
“You know I was shocked,” I respond.
“Don’t be insolent with me!” he screams as he backhands me across the face wrenching my head to the left.
“I’m sorry, sir,” I cry.
“You’re not sorry. You’re pathetic!” he spits out.
“Why were you shocked?” he continues to question me.
“Because I came too close to having a climax,” I say.
“Correct. Then you know you’re not to have a climax unless given permission?” he asks.
“Yes, sir, I know,” I reply.
“Then why did you almost come to a climax?” he demands as he continues to pace and circle me.
“Because you were stimulating me with the nipple rings, and the second time you had Monique and Evelyn get me aroused,” I say as contritely as I can under the circumstances.
“Are you insinuating that it was my fault that you gave in to your lust and almost came?” he spits out as he smacks my ass with his riding crop.
“No, sir,” I say.
What else could I say? Of course, it was your fault. If I suck on your dick and deep throat you, you will cum. What makes you think I’m any different? I’d love to say that to him.
“Then what are you saying?” he asks as he grabs my nipples and applies pressure to them.
“It was my fault, sir,” I say meekly.
“Do you really mean that, Gwen? Do you really understand that you lost control and must learn to control your emotions,” he asks as he twists my nipples.
“Oh, yes, sir,” I whisper as I wince in pain.
Not on your life. How the fuck could it be my fault? You bait me, you set me up, and then you say it’s my fault!
He softens his grip on my nipples and begins to stroke the tops of my breasts exposed above my bra. He kisses my neck and works his way up to my ear.
“You’re mine, Gwen. I don’t want you to do anything unless you’re told to do so – that includes cumming. You must learn self-control. I expect you to cum on demand. If I say cum, you cum. If I say don’t cum, you don’t. Is that understood?” he whispers in my ear as he kisses and licks my ear lobe.
“Yes, sir,” I say.
He’s absolutely nuts. I can’t do that.
“Then you understand these little tests I put you through are for your own good - that they will help you to grow into the sexual being I want you to be?” he asks tauntingly.
“Yes, sir,” I say hesitantly.
I’d like to say no, but somehow I feel no isn’t an option.
“Good, then I assume you’re ready for another little test?” he asks.
“If you wish, sir,” I say with a hint of disappointment in my voice.
Another test is the last thing I need right now. I would love a soak in the tub and then a good night’s sleep.
“Yes, I do wish, Gwen,” he says as he calls for one of the dwarves.
“I think you’ll find Dopey very intriguing. You didn’t meet Dopey the other night. He’s my eighth dwarf. I was saving him for just this occasion. By the way, I’ve named all my dwarves in honor of Walt Disney. I had at one time hoped to grow up to be like him making those wonderful movies, but alas, my great great great grandfather had a more profound influence on me,” explains the Marquis.
This is bizarre. He named his dwarves after the dwarves in “Snow White and the Seven Dwarves”? This has to be a bad dream. This guy is really sick.
At that moment Dopey comes in to the great hall and stands next to the Marquis.
“Dopey, show Gwen one reason why you’re so special,” says the Marquis.
Dopey opens his mouth and sticks out his tongue and continues to stick out his tongue. How long is that thing?
“Dopey’s tongue is seven inches long, and he can do marvelous things with it,” explains the Marquis.
Oh my God, no! I know who he’s going to do those marvelous things to. I can’t take this. How much does he expect me to suffer and endure in one day? Why does he do this? Hasn’t he done enough to me today?
Dopey walks up and stands in front of me. As he stands there, he's looking directly at my pussy. He licks his lips with his long tongue. The Marquis who is standing behind me taps my inner thigh and orders me to spread my legs further apart. I force my legs further apart which proves to be difficult with these five inch heels. My pussy is now even more exposed and vulnerable to the attack of this dwarf.
Dopey removes the three chains connected to my labia. He then extends his tongue and pushes my labia apart with the tip of his tongue. He then draws his tongue back into his mouth dragging it up my slit and across my clitoris as it retreats. A shiver travels up and down my spine as the rough tongue excites me. He continues to do this, extending his tongue and dragging it up and down the length of my pussy. With each lick he sends a new chill throughout my body.
The Marquis stands to my side and whispers in my ear. "This is where you must learn self-control, Gwen. You are not to cum unless I give you permission to do so. If you get too close to an orgasm, you will receive a short electrical shock rather than the longer one you have received in the past. You see, Gwen, I can be a compassionate man."
I try to concentrate on what the Marquis is saying to me, but I'm distracted by the dwarf's insistent tongue that keeps darting out and dragging its seven inch length across my poor pussy. My pussy is once again on fire pulsating with a life of its own. Does the Marquis really think I can hold back and prevent myself from reaching that point of orgasmic bliss? He can't be serious!
The little guy continues to bait my pussy with his tongue. He now concentrates on my clit flicking the tip of his tongue back and forth across it rapidly. I'm overheating. My cunt is on fire, and I know I won't last much longer.
Dopey now changes his tactic as he moves his head closer to my pussy and separates my labia with the tip of his tongue. The tip of his tongue seeks out the entrance to my pussy. When his long snakelike tongue finds it, it drives foreword entering me.
My legs begin to shake uncontrollably due to the exquisite sensations that are coursing throughout my body. My hips rotate seeking out that devilish tongue which promises such delight. My mind and my emotions are in conflict as I race towards that climax that I know I should not and will not have.
Dopey’s tongue takes its time traveling up my fuck hole, lingering as it goes to seek out and lick every inch of my tunnel. Its progress is painfully slow, and five minutes pass before four inches of that tongue is on its way.
My hips undulate, trying to encourage the tongue to move faster up my tunnel. My cunt has become the center of my universe. I am on fire. I want to cum so badly.
Dopey continues his slow relentless journey up my love canal and finally reaches my cervix. He swirls his tongue around in a circular motion setting my whole body on fire.
"Oh God, what are you doing to me?" I hiss as I rotate my hips.
"Remember, you are not to cum," orders the Marquis in a low threatening tone.
I continue to undulate my hips enjoying the exquisite sensations coursing through my body. My nipples begin to tingle, and I wish Dopey’s arms were long enough to reach up and touch them. They are begging for attention, but are left alone.
Dopey then changes his tactic. He begins to dart his tongue all the way out and then all the way in my cunt at a rapid pace. His tongue is moving at lightening speed thrilling me like I’ve never been thrilled before. Oh, yes, good things come in small packages.
“Yes, fuck me with your tongue, Dopey,” I hiss as I urge him on.
I feel like grabbing his head and shoving it further into my cunt, but I don’t dare. The Marquis would not approve.
I can’t hold out any longer. He’s driving me insane. I’m going to…
I feel excruciating pain in my clit but only for a second. Then my nipples feel like they’re being ripped off me. This is enough to bring me down. I cry in frustration. He won’t let me cum.
“You disappoint me, Gwen. I thought you were learning self-control,” he says as he whacks the top of my breasts with his riding crop. My bra encased tits jiggle as he continues to smack them.
“When are you allowed to cum, slut,” he hisses in my ear.
“When you tell me too, sir,” I say through my heavy breathing.
Meanwhile, Dopey is relentless. He hasn’t missed a beat as he continues to drive his tongue in and out of my cunt. He has a way of making it hard and stiff as he drives it in and out. This is again sending me over the edge as my pussy, with a mind of its own, refuses to be bullied by the Marquis and heats up at a feverish pace. I’m on fire, again.
The Marquis moves behind me and begins to smack my ass with his riding crop.
“There, maybe this will help you,” he says as he continues to redden my ass cheeks with his crop.
Dopey again changes gears as he removes his tongue form my pussy and licks my labia and my clit relentlessly. His tongue is everywhere, thrilling and exciting me. I grind my hips as he then buries his face in my snatch and eats me.
“Oh, yes, munch on my cunt, Dopey,” I hiss through clenched teeth.
“That talk is not appropriate,” yells the Marquis as the blows continue to fall on my naked ass.
That pushes me over the edge. My legs are trembling, my pussy is pulsating, my nipples are on fire, and I’m ready to…
“Eeeeeeeeeggggggghhhhhhhh!!!”
A tremendous jolt hits my clit and nipples at the same time lasting for only several seconds. At the same time my head feels like it is busting as my forehead breaks out in pain.
I collapse to the floor unable to catch my breath.
“You continue to disappoint me. I thought you would be a fast learner, slut. Obviously you’re not,” shrieks the Marquis as he paces back and forth.
“I’m sorry, sir,” I gasp trying to appease him.
Can he really expect me to hold off from cumming when he’s using every means at his disposal to make me cum? What kind of mad game is this? How many girls can resist a seven inch tongue as talented as Dopey’s.
“Get up on your knees and get your hands locked behind your head,” he commands. “I want your bra off and those tits exposed.”
He pushes a button on the small silver remote and the clasp on my bra releases. He then directs Dopey to remove my bra. Dopey licks his lips as he removes the cups from my huge bloated milk-filled breasts. Oh my God, he can’t be thinking what I think he’s thinking, can he? He really wouldn’t let him loose on my tits, would he? My pussy quivers as I entertain this thought.
“Spread your knees apart. I want to see that nasty pussy of yours, Gwen,” orders the Marquis.
As I sit back on my calves, I move my knees further apart exposing my naked cunt.
The Marquis directs Dopey to stand in front of me. His face is level with my tits. He seems to be captivated by my huge boobs as he licks his lips and runs his long tongue over his lips.
“You’re doing very well today, Dopey. The expertise you show with that tongue is exemplary. I am reconsidering and may very well have you star in our new feature film 'Snow White Gets Gangbanged.'"
A broad grin breaks out on Dopey’s face as he continues to lick his lips.
"Well, Dopey, I imagine you're thirsty and would like a drink. Well, Gwen just happens to have what you need. Those puppies are brimming full with milk. Help yourself," offers the Marquis as he snickers at me.
He wouldn't! That tongue will drive me absolutely insane if he starts lapping at my tits. Under any other circumstances it would be an absolutely wonderful opportunity, but not like this. Like this it can end in only one thing - shock!
Dopey’s large hands embrace my tits as his tongue lolls out of his mouth hanging down six inches like a puppy dog. He first squeezes my left tit several times and a drop of sweet nectar flows out of my nipple. He quickly laps it up with his seven inch long tongue. He then squeezes my right tit until a drop of nectar appears. This he also laps up with his huge tongue sending shivers up and down my spine.
He becomes more aggressive squeezing both of my tits at the same time with milk shooting out from the ducts on my nipples. Milk dribbles down the underside of my breasts, and Dopey quickly snakes out his tongue and laps it up. The sensation his tongue causes as it drags across my breast meat is indescribable.
He continues to lap and squeeze as milk flows from my breasts. His tongue is everywhere covering every inch of my tits. I thrust my tits out more trying to give him easier access. My pussy is dripping as my hard clit throbs and lets me know that it is there and craves attention. Attention that I cannot give it.
Dopey now focuses on my nipples running his long seven inch tongue first over the right one and then over the left one, alternating back and forth. After several minutes of this, I feel like I’m going to explode. My tits are now the center of my universe.
“Bite them, Dopey. Come on, bite my nipples,” I encourage him as he continues to lap away driving me fucking crazy.
The Marquis kneels down and whispers in my ear, “Are you close, Gwen?"
"Oh yes, sir, his tongue is driving me crazy," I say.
"Step back, Dopey," orders the Marquis.
Dopey retreats, and the Marquis aims his riding crop at my left nipple, pulls back, and lets ago. Smack! He catches my left nipple, and I howl in pain. He then does the same thing to my right nipple, again inflicting pain on me.
“Continue, Dopey,” orders the Marquis.
Dopey doesn’t have to be told twice. He grabs my tits and squeezes. Milk continues to flow and his tongue springs into action, lapping my huge tits. I forget what the Marquis just did to me as Dopey lights my fire. He attacks my cleavage dragging his tongue up and down the valley of my tits. He licks the sides of my tits waking up new feelings in my body. He then licks the undersides of my tits driving me crazy.
The Marquis observes from a distance, and then once again orders Dopey to step back. He takes careful aim and once again smacks my nipples filling my breasts with pain.
“Ooooowwwwwww,”
Then Dopey moves back in to position. He changes his tactic this time. Now he squeezes my breasts and smears the milk all over my breasts until they are soaked and dripping with my sweet nectar. His hands feel so good. My pussy is throbbing from a lack of attention. I have an itch down there that I can’t satisfy. It’s driving me crazy. I need to cum.
Dopey then licks his hands being sure to get every drop and even licking in between his fingers. I look on in frustration wishing he was licking me, wishing that his long seven inch tongue was licking every inch of my body. I run my tongue over my lips as I slightly turn back and forth causing my huge fucking tits to sway to and fro, trying to entice the little man to continue lapping my aching tits.
He stands there staring at me. I need him to touch me, to lick me. My body is on fire. He did this. He can’t stop now. Why doesn’t he do something?
He continues to lick his fingers, teasing me with his tongue. I want him to lick me.
“Aren’t you going to clean up the mess you made on my tits, Dopey?” I ask pleadingly.
He continues to lick his fingers, first looking at me and then looking at the Marquis.
“I think I know what the problem is, Gwen. You see, Dopey has been doing all the work, and his tongue is getting tired. Isn’t that right, Dopey?” asks the Marquis.
Dopey nods his head vigorously up and down.
My breasts are tingling and wet with my own nectar, yearning to be licked and sucked by the dwarf. The fire in my pussy rages on, fanned by my own growing lust and the need to feel that long coarse tongue once more.
“So maybe if you sucked his cocks, he would be more willing to continue to please you, Gwen. Is that right, Dopey,” asked the Marquis.
Dopey again nods his head vigorously up and down.
My lust hazed mind is confused. I thought he said cocks. I know I must have heard wrong. All men have one cock.
“Would you like to suck Dopey’s cocks, Gwen?” asks the Marquis in a taunting tone as he squeezes my nipple.
There he goes again. Why doesn’t he say it right?
“Yes, sir,” I say as I lick my lips.
Dopey can’t stand still, he’s so excited. He walks over to the chair and takes off his little pants and underwear. He then turns around and walks back towards me.
Nothing in the world could prepare me for what I see. Dopey is biphallic. Hanging down between the little dwarf’s legs are two huge cocks. They have to be at least nine inches long, and they’re not even hard yet. My mind is in turmoil. I never expected anything like this. I can understand the long tongue, but two dicks!
The Marquis kisses my bald head. Go ahead, Gwen, suck Dopey’s cocks and make them hard. Do for him what he’s done for you. It’s not so bad, is it? Two is better than one,” he whispers in my ear as he continues to rub and kiss my head.
His huge cocks hang before me. I look at them mesmerized and then flick out my tongue and lick the head of the upper one. It comes to life bobbing slightly. I lick it again. It begins to grow.
"Maybe you should use your hands, Gwen," whispers the Marquis.
I unclasp my hands from behind my head. Where do I begin? I grasp one cock in each hand and they come to life. I circle the head of the top one with my tongue, and it continues to grow in my hand. I then force the large head of the cock into my mouth and suck on it. It grows even larger. It has to be 10 or 11 inches long, but who's counting. As I suck the upper cock, I stroke the lower cock with my right hand. I then start licking the head of the lower cock, and finally encircle it with my lips as it grows to its full-length.
I am now holding in each hand a huge cock. Where do I go from here? I am filled with lust. My clit is hard and throbbing. My pussy is quivering. My nipples are tingling. I need cock.
Overcome with lust, I take the top cock into my mouth and suck in four inches. I waste no time and push the head of his huge cock into my throat. I then continue to push until all ten inches are buried in my throat. I then use my mouth as a cunt, fucking his large cock. His pubic hair tickles my nose. The fire consuming my body rages on. I am driven on by sexual need.
Not wanting to be partial, I then work on cock number two. I take the head into my mouth and suck greedily. I then inch cock number two towards the back of my mouth. As it rests at the entrance of my throat, I work my tongue around the shaft. I then push forward, ramming cock number two all the way down my throat. I back off five or six inches, and then impale my throat on cock number two once again. I continue to do this stoking the fires in my loins and in the little man’s huge cocks.
Finally I can take no more. I hold one cock in each hand and with a glazed look in my eyes, I say, “Fuck me! Fuck my pussy!”
What am I saying, he has two cocks.
The Marquis comes around to face me and says, “As you wish. Get down on your hands and knees.”
I immediately comply overcome with lust. Dopey moves around behind me and coats his top cock with K-Y Jelly. He then lines the top cock up with my anus ready to lunge forward at the Marquis’s command.
“Are you ready, little slut?” he asks as he fondles my breast.
“Just let him fuck me,” I hiss.
He slaps me across the face.
“Watch your tone of voice. You may request, but certainly not command, and don’t forget your manners and address me as sir. Do I make myself clear?” he asks with venom in his voice.
“Forgive me, sir,” I meekly reply.
“Now let the little guy fuck me, will you,” I say to myself as I gyrate my hips trying to make contact with the dwarf’s cock.
The Marquis nods his head and the dwarf places the head of his cock at my anal sphincter and pushes. He meets resistance and doesn’t gain entrance. He pushes harder and breaks through into my rectum. At the same time his second cock enters my pussy. I forget he has two cocks. Both my holes are being stuffed at the same time. I feel so full.
Dopey begins to smack my ass cheeks as he seeks to gain further entrance into my ass and my pussy. Progress is slow because of the double penetration. He continues to smack my cheeks with a steady rhythm – first my left cheek and then my right.
I gyrate my hips and push back trying to help the little man impale his two huge cocks in my ass and pussy. I feel so full and on fire. I want him to fill me. I want him to shove those two huge cocks up my shitter and my nasty pussy.
The Marquis amuses himself by pulling on my nipples and drawing milk. He leans over and takes a nipple in his mouth and sucks, filling his belly with my sweet nectar. At the same time he reaches under me and agitates my hard clit further stirring and feeding the fire burning in my loins.
Dopey is relentless as he continues to pound his two cocks up my ass and my pussy slowly gaining entrance to each. He has around six inches buried in me and continues to pound away driving me closer and closer to a massive climax.
The Marquis senses that I am close and warns me of the consequences. I am too far gone to be concerned. I continue to push back against the little man as he drives his huge cocks into me. Every nerve in my body is alive. I swoop down and rub my nipples against the carpet and feel a chill run through my body. The Marquis watches me amused, knowing soon I will pay for what I now do.
“Oh yes, fuck me, little man. Drive those big dicks up my ass and pussy,” I say in lust.
I look up at the Marquis and lick my lips. “Would you like me to suck your cock, sir,” I say half in jest.
The Marquis being the sensitive creature that he is picks up the little silver remote and pushes a button. My nipples are immediately on fire as intense pain courses through my breasts. I look up at him in shock as Dopey continues to pound his cocks into me gaining further ground. He now has nine inches of cock buried in my ass and my pussy. His large cock is threatening to enter my colon. With one more mighty shove, he’s buried to the hilt. He continues to smack my ass as he smiles with satisfaction.
Dopey now withdraws eight inches of cock form my ass and pussy and then rams it up me in one swift motion. Both my holes are stretched and filled simultaneously. I’ve never felt anything like this before. I begin to recover from the jolt administered by the Marquis. Dopey withdraws once again and rams both cocks in to my holes reaching new territory. He picks up a rhythm and continues to pound my entrances. I rear back and get into the rhythm, working with the little man like a well oiled machine to batter and ram my cunt and asshole.
The Marquis lifts my head and shoves his cock down my throat. He pounds my face showing no mercy. I’m about to overload when the jolt hits my clit sending a numbing shock through my system. I feel like collapsing as my legs turn to jelly, but I can’t as I’m held up by the cock in my mouth and the two cocks of the dwarf in my pussy and asshole. I blindly go on as my nipples suddenly explode in pain. The shock to my system brings me down somewhat but all too soon my lust takes over as I continue to be pounded from both ends.
I once more rear back meeting the thrusts from the little man with the two cocks. He drives in to me with such force that he forces my mouth further down on the Marquis’s cock. I’m so close when a bolt of lightening strikes my clit and my nipples at the same time lasting only for two seconds but lasting long enough to register great pain in my pussy and tits. I want to stop for I feel dizzy and disorientated but the Marquis and the dwarf are relentless as they pound all of my openings. Another jolt hits me sending searing pain through my system. I scream in pain around the Marquis’s cock.
I’m like a rag doll being tossed back and forth held up only by the cocks violating me. Again a short burst of electricity courses through my tits and clit as I shake uncontrollable from the shock to my system. My teeth rattle in my mouth which causes the Marquis to explode unloading spurt upon spurt of cum down my throat and into my belly. Moments later Dopey’s cock that is up my ass gushes out load upon load of cum which seeps out of my asshole and runs down my leg. It then goes limp, and the dwarf picks up a faster pace with the cock in my pussy as the cock up my ass springs free of my rectum and flops against my crack. He is like a little jack rabbit pounding my cunt for all he’s worth.
I almost pass out from the shock that has been administered to my system. My head now rests on the carpet as my ass sticks up in the air with the little man pistoning my battered pussy at lightening speed. Suddenly he tenses, and I can feel him grow inside me as he releases a vast amount of cum in my pussy. His giant prick just keeps cuming and cuming as my pussy is filled to overflowing.
He then withdraws his weapon from my pussy, walks around in front of me, raises my head, and makes me lick every last drop of cum and my juices off of his two cocks. I’m not allowed to rest until he is thoroughly cleaned.
I collapse on the ground, frustrated and exhausted. I cry uncontrollably. They are sated, but the fire in my loins is still blazing and will not be appeased.
The Marquis calls for my chambermaids, and I am taken away to be bathed and made ready for bed. After I am cleaned and bathed, I lay shackled to my bed in the dark.
As I lay there thinking about the strange little dwarf, the door quietly opens. I can’t see anyone enter the room. It’s probably the Marquis making one of his night visits to see how he can further torment me.
All of a sudden Dopey hops up on the bed sitting next to me.
“I just came to see if you were alright,” Dopey whispers.
As I gaze at him through the darkness, he looks totally different. It’s the look on his face. He actually now looks quite handsome and intelligent.
“I didn’t know you could talk,” I say incredulously.
“Oh, yes, we can all talk; however, the Marquis doesn’t allow it. Also, we must act the part. I’m Dopey, so I must look and act dopey,” explains Dopey.
“Is that your real name?” I ask.
He laughs.
“Of course, not. That’s the name the Marquis gave me after buying me from the Count. My real name is Shawn,” he explains.
“So you’re also a captive here? This is unbelievable,” I say.
“I really can’t stay long. If the Marquis knew I was here, I would be punished severely. I was really concerned about you and wanted to make sure you were alright. You have to understand, I really don’t have any choice in what I do. I know you were suffering in there tonight, but there was nothing I could do about it. My heart was aching for you,” he says.
A tear came to my eye as he spoke. I didn’t know there was anyone that really cared about me or my feelings.
“Why are you crying, Gwen. Did I do something wrong?” Shawn asks.
“Oh, no, it’s just that what you said was so sweet,” I said as I was overcome with emotion.
“May I kiss you good night before I leave?” he asks.
“Oh, yes Shawn,” I said wanting him to kiss me more than anything.
He leans over and places a sweet peck on my lips as if this was a first kiss on a first date. I want more as I press my lips against his and stick my tongue in his mouth. The feeling is intoxicating as chills run though my body. I then suck his tongue into my mouth and encourage him to use that long tongue like no one else can. He is hesitant.
“What’s the matter, Shawn?” I ask.
“I don’t want to take advantage of you. I don’t want you to think worse of me than you already do,” he says.
That was the nicest thing anyone had ever said to me. He could easily take advantage of me since I am tied to my bed completely naked and vulnerable.
“I want you to really kiss me,” I say.
Our lips press together and he slides his tongue in my mouth. I suck on it encouraging him to probe my mouth deeper. The tip of his tongue is sliding back and forth against my esophagus. He is phenomenal, but I want his tongue all the way down my throat. This time it’s different then before. His tongue slips further down my throat caressing me every inch of the way. I am getting so aroused. I want more than anything else to make love to Shawn.
Our lips finally part, and he has a look of urgency on his face.
“I really have to go. If I’m caught, there’s no telling what he will do to me,” Shawn says.
I reluctantly agree not wanting to get him in trouble.
I am now alone trying to internalize what has just happen. For the first time since being kidnapped, I have found someone who actually puts me first, someone who cares about me. I can hardly help but have deep feelings for this little man who I barely know.
Suddenly my nipples come alive as they vibrate and
pulse. Once again, there is to be no
rest tonight. Moments later my clit
starts pulsating once again sending shivers up and down my spine. And so it begins as I spend another sleepless
night on the edge fully aroused and yearning for that climax which I have been
denied. I fantasize about Shawn as I am
stimulated by the rings – imagining what it would be like to be penetrated by
his two huge cocks and being allowed to cum.
I get carried away and am shocked twice during the night as I approach
an orgasm. By
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