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Cheerleaders’ Rape & Torture
by Semiater (aspererus@yahoo.com)
Chapter Eighteen
“So boys, do we have a deal?” Mack stared at
“I won’t ask you to sell me the
bitch now, but take the other sluts for a test drive and we’ll talk after that,
okay.” Mack ran his hand over
Jim reached out and grabbed for
Carrie’s nipples, the girl cried out as he tugged on them violently, making her
hop up off her haunches to try and relieve the strain.
“I just don’t know Mack,” Carrie
squealed as Jim pulled hard on her nipples, “there’s
just something about
Carrie’s hands instantly went to her
breasts as Jim let go of her sensitive buds, he looked over at me, asking me
what I thought without saying a word.
“It’s up to you buddy, she’s your
slut.” He pushed two fingers in Carrie’s
mouth and made her gag as he pressed them to the back of her throat.
“Okay, but only for a couple weeks
Mack.” Jim looked down at Carrie.
“I do like this slut’s tits.” Jim pulled his fingers from Carrie’s mouth
and reached into his pocket, he grabbed a small ring of keys and held them in
his hand for a good twenty seconds, staring at them before tossing them to
Mack.
“Don’t mess her up, okay.” Jim leaned forward and ran his hand over
Tara’s back, her body quivered as his rough palm trailed over her smooth skin,
I couldn’t tell for sure, but I thought I saw her lean back as he ran his
fingers over her spine, I wondered if she knew it was him touching her.
Carrie was crying,
tears streaked down her face as she stumbled behind me on the leash. Jim dragged the Asian girl on a short chain
in front of me as we headed out of the back rooms.
“Holy Shit!” One of the drunk men at the bar screamed and staggered
in front of Jim and the Asian girl, almost collapsing into a heap onto the
floor as he stopped them.
“Holy shit, you’re the chick I
picked up on the road.” Heads started
turning, a naked girl being paraded on a leash through Mack’s bar wasn’t a big
deal, but the loud, obnoxious man slurring, yelling, drew the patrons’
attention, it usually meant a fight was just about to break out, and that never
failed to interest the crowd.
“Holy shit, you’re a mess.” The slovenly drunk smacked the back of the
guy next to him as he eyed the Asian slut lustfully.
“This is the bitch I found on the
side of the road man.” The men around
him turned instantly and looked at the girl, obviously they were all well
informed about the story of how he’d found the girl, it was probably already
local legend; finding a helpless, hot, educated Asian girl out in the sticks.
“You’re a mess. You really are a slut, aren’t you?” Cumsocket’s face
went beet red, her hair was still matted and streaked with drying cum, her lips
were pasty white from all the sperm she’d swallowed and her ass and pussy oozed
semen from all the guys she’d been fucked by in the previous days.
“Bet you wish you’d let me take you
to the motel now, don’t you bitch.” The
Asian girl recoiled as the drunk man reached out and
twisted her nipple making her shriek.
“What was it, Joyce.” The slobbering lush reached in his pocket and
pulled out a wad of cash, he waived it in front of the Asian girl’s face as Jim
tugged hard on her leash. “Look what I
got for you cunt.” Tears started streaking
down her cheeks as she gasped with the strain.
“My, my name—is,” the sobbing Asian
girl turned to look at Jim, begging with her eyes to make it stop, but she only
received a cold stare in return, forcing her look down at the floor in
humiliation, “my name is cumsocket now.”
The Asian girl’s head jerked violently
as Jim snapped the leash again. She
groaned in complete and utter embarrassment as she spoke.
“I’m cumsocket
now,” she hesitated, then whispered, “Sir.”
The drunk ran his hands over cumsocket’s breasts and down over her belly, she yelped as
he slid a finger inside her aching pussy.
Jim kept the leash pulled taut, smiling as he watched the man molesting
the girl on the chain.
“Why don’t you ask him if he wants
to fuck your useless pussy one last time cunt.” The Asian girl turned instantly toward Jim, her
eyes were wide in complete and abject shame, her whole frame spasmed like it was on fire, tears
cascaded down her cheeks as she howled in desperation. Her eyes were locked on Jim’s, trying to beg
him to stop her torment.
Cumsocket’s
neck jerked as Jim pulled on the leash, her voice started to crack as she
spoke.
“Do you want to—“ The Asian girl screeched as Jim yanked
hard on the chain attached to her collar one more time.
“No cunt, don’t ask him if he wants
to fuck that useless pussy of yours, beg him to fuck you like the little whore
you are.” Cumsocket’s
legs shook so violently I thought she’d collapse.
“Will you please fuck—“ her voice cracked and threatened to give, “—will you
please fuck this useless slut’s pussy,” it was almost imperceptible, the pause,
but the Asian girl hesitated for an instant before continuing, “Sir.” She broke down and started to howl as soon as
she got the words out of her mouth.
“I’ll fuck you bitch, that’s all
you’re good for anyway.” Cumsocket squealed as the drunk rammed his finger deep in
her aching snatch, forcing her up on her tip toes to relieve the strain.
The drunk looked over at Jim, his
eyes were red, and glazed over from the alcohol.
“She thought she could offer me a
blow job or show me her tits when I picked her up, thinking that that would be enough, didn’t you hun.” The drunk ran his wet fingers over cumsocket’s face, almost falling to the floor as he swayed.
“You should have heard the way she
screamed the first time I fucked her though, but I see that was all an act, the
bitch is a whore and likes a big dick in her pussy.” Jim laughed and the drunk almost fell as he
stumbled over his own feet, barely able to slur out the words.
“Why don’t you get to business
buddy, see if that pussy is still tight.” I could see the horror in Carrie’s eyes as
she watched Jim move the Asian girl toward the bar and point. I pushed Carrie to her knees by my side, she pressed her body close to me, rubbing her head
against my bulging cock and squeezing her breasts against my thighs for
security. Guys around me leered at her
tits but nobody tried to touch her. I
ran my fingers through her hair and heard the chants start up from around the
room, urging the drunk on.
Cumsocket was
crying, sobbing out of control as the men moved away from the bar instantly and
circled her. Her hands were shaking
violently as she grabbed for the rail on the bar and clamped hold, her knuckles
went white as she bent at the waist and gripped the rail. Her legs were spread wide and her body shook
intensely as rough, calloused, fingers prodded and poked her, squeezing her
breasts, tugging on her nipples and smacking her back.
“I should have kept you for myself
you cunt.” The drunk
man unzipped his fly and let his pants clumsily fall around his ankles. His claw like fingers dug into cumsocket’s hips.
“FUCK HER, FUCK HER, FUCK HER…” The
chant roared through the bar, even the band stopped playing as the staggering
drunk bellied up behind the petite Asian girl.
Cumsocket’s
body jerked forward as the drunk man rammed his cock
into her battered pussy, she let out a loud bleat of pain and humiliation as
his dick went deep in her belly.
A hushed awe came over the room as
the slobbering man pounded into the Asian girl, the sound of flesh on flesh
echoed through the large bar as her drove her forward with each brutal thrust
of his hips. He must have topped out at
over 250, outweighing cumsocket by at least 150 lbs,
she could barely stay upright with the violent fucking, her
knees buckled and threatened to collapse each time his hips slapped into her
body, cumsocket grunted in pain with each brutal
thrust.
“This is all you’re good for
cunt!” The Asian girl screamed as he
pounded her pussy and grabbed her long black hair, tugging her head hard,
arching her head back so you could see the curve of her neck, and the way her
muscles corded as he pulled hard on her scalp.
“FUCK HER, FUCK HER…” The chant started roaring through the room
again, echoing off the walls, urging the drunk on as he brutally fucked cumsocket. I could
barely hear her pitiful sobbing over the din of the crowd. I felt Carrie’s body against my leg, her
breasts squeezing against my thighs as she pressed her cheek against my aching,
bulging cock, I was tempted to start face fucking her right then and there, but
I figured I’d wait till I got home to use her again.
The drunk started to bellow like a
wild animal and the Asian girl started to scream as he pulled violently on her
hair.
The crowd started to clap and roar
as the drunken man’s hips started to jerk and convulse spasmodically. Tears streamed down cumsocket’s
face as the slobbering man’s cum exploded in her belly. He bucked his hips forward, slamming into the
sobbing Asian girl, almost lifting her off her feet as he drove his raging cock
into her pussy, shooting every last drop of sperm into her tight, aching, cunt.
Cumsocket’s
legs were shaking violently when the drunken man pulled his hard, slimy dick
from her pussy. Her snatch was twitching
as semen dribbled out of her gapping hole.
The crowd howled in appreciation and cumsocket’s
whole body seemed to go flush with complete humiliation as she stayed bent
over, holding tightly to the rail.
The drunken man staggered back,
staring at the Asian cunt he’d just fucked, raising his hands in a sign of
victory for the crowd before grabbing for cumsocket’s
long mane of hair and twisting her to her knees. Tears streamed down her cheeks as the man
pushed his slimy cock into her face. She
was sobbing, her whole body shaking like a child as his cum streaked prick
rubbed against her face, but she tried kept her lips clamped shut keeping his
dick out of her mouth.
The Asian girl’s head jerked as Jim
snapped at the leash.
“Lick his cock clean slut, then kiss it and thank him for using your useless cunt.” Cumsocket whined
pitifully and tentatively stuck out her tongue.
She slowly started lapping at the drunk man’s
flaccid, slimy, dick but he wasn’t having any of it, he brutally grabbed the
back of the Asian girl’s head and forced his cock in her throat, making her gag
and choke. Her whole body convulsed and
she tried to push him away with her tiny hands but he easily overpowered her
and left his dick buried in her mouth.
Carrie pressed closed to me, wrapping her arms around my thighs and forcing
her head against my groin trying not to see what was going on.
Cumsocket
gasped and took in a huge lungful of breath as the drunken man let go over her
head. Saliva bubbled out of her lips and
down over her chin as she sucked in much needed air. Jim tugged harshly on the leash making her squeal, her eyes darted to Jim’s instantly.
“Go on cunt, you know what to
do.” The Asian girl whimpered like a
child as she leaned forward and gently kissed the tip of the drunken man’s
cock. Tears dripped off her cheeks and
landed on his prick as she sobbed.
“Thank you for using this slut’s
pussy with your beautiful cock Sir, and thank you for depositing your cum in my
useless cunt.” Cumsocket’s
head turned to the floor, the muscles of her back contracted and convulsed as
she whimpered desperately. The drunken
man’s sperm seeped out of her raw, aching pussy and dripped down her inner
thighs as she knelt in the middle of the crowd.
“Any time you useless Asian whore,
any time.” The drunk pulled up his pants
and zipped up, tapping his hand on her head as his body swayed side to side,
almost making him fall.
I grabbed by the back of Carrie’s
head and pushed her on all fours.
“Go lick that all that tasty cum out
of her pussy slut.” Carrie looked at me
with utter shock, her breasts started to quiver as her body shook
uncontrollably.
She dropped to her knees immediately
as I lifted my hand, threatening to backhand her across the face. The crowd started to rumble in excitement as
she scurried toward the Asian girl.
Carrie’s ass was up in the air as she delved between cumsocket’s
legs with her tongue out. The crowd
started hooting and hollering as Carrie lapped the dripping sperm off cumsocket’s trembling thighs while her nipples scraped the
floor as she crouched low.
Carrie’s head popped up and looked
at me, the Asian girl’s head was thrown back as she
was crying.
“Suck the cum
out of her pussy slut.” I tugged on her
leash to emphasize what I’d said. Carrie
whimpered as she pushed cumsocket’s legs wider, then
forced her head back between her thighs and started sucking.
Jim pulled the Asian girl’s chain
taut as Carrie worked away at her pussy.
When I finally tugged Carrie up I could see the thick sperm covering her lips and chin. I dragged her to her feet and grabbed for her
hair, arching her head back so everybody could see the slime covering her face. Instantly a roar went up from the lustful,
drunken patrons and I knew Mack’s girls’ would be busy tonight.
“Lick your lips slut,
show everybody how you like that tasty sperm.”
Carrie’s tits bounced enticingly as she sobbed, she was crying hard as
she moved her tongue over her lips, swabbing her skin to get every last drop of
cum that had come from cumsocket’s pussy. Her face was red with complete and utter
humiliation as men from the crowd started to slap her tits with their open
hands.
I let go of Carrie’s hair and Jim
yanked cumsocket to her feet. There was a unified groan of disappointment
from the crowd, but they parted before us as Jim and I dragged our new slave
girls out of the bar. The Asian girl was
passive and almost dazed as the men touched and felt her up as we walked between
the throbbing crowd while Carrie screeched in misery
with each hand that touched her. She was
almost hysterical by the time we finally got into the dark, cool night
air.
I couldn’t help but moan as Emily’s
warm breath buffeted my cock. I moved my
fingers gently through her hair and pressed her lips down around the base of my
prick as I stared blindly at the TV. I
could hear the rain pounding down on the roof as Emily gagged ever so slightly
on my dick. Still she had a lot to
learn, but she was improving, and I loved using my slave.
I could smell the turkey roasting in
the kitchen and knew Monique was watching the oven timer intently. There wasn’t much else she could do, she wasn’t allowed to dismount the little attachment I’d
made for the counter until it was time to baste the bird again.
I’d spent the previous couple days
in my wood shop creating the perfect accessory for any slave owner’s
counter. It was just below waist level
for the girls and it was rounded, made of polished cherry to match my cabinets,
and jutted from the edge of the marble counter.
I suppose I’d have to do a little bit of explaining about what it was
when people came for a visit, but it would be a fun explanation at least,
replete with a demonstration I’m sure.
There was a hole through the arched top
which I could mount a dildo or vibrator in.
I knew right now the long shaft I’d attached earlier was impaled in
Monique’s pussy. I hadn’t given her
permission to cum so I’m sure she was starting to get desperate as she rode the
thick pole waiting for the turkey to be done.
I squeezed my hand on the back of
Emily’s scalp as I watched the Asian slut crouched on the deck. Water cascaded off the roof over her naked
body as she knelt under the overhang.
She was huddled into a little ball trying to stay out of the rain, but too
little effect. The heavy stainless steel
collar around her neck was chained to the edge of the wooden patio and locked
in place, her ankles were tethered together with a
short shackle to make sure any movement was difficult. I loved the way she stared inside the sliding
glass door, pleading with her eyes to have me let her in, staring jealously at
Emily kneeling before me. I’d left her
outside for much of the previous day in spite of the rain and cool
temperatures. I planned on taking her
into the shop to get some work out of her soon, but I still wasn’t sure what I
was ultimately going to do with the girl. When Jim and I had brought her back to the bar
we hadn’t even bothered to bring her inside, we just took her out in the yard
and sprayed her down with the hose. I’d
never seen such as mess like that when the dried cum ran off her body in
streams into the grass.
Emily stared up over my belly with
wide eyes. I loved the feel of her
tongue against my cock, I could keep the girl for hours kneeling between my
legs, suckling my prick, she had such a glorious mouth
which I loved to use. I wondered what
she felt, if she could have ever imagined being a slave a few months before, a
slave with her only purpose to fulfill my whims.
I squeezed my thighs on Emily’s head
and forced her mouth down on my dick making her gag as my cock touched the back
of her throat again. Her eyes went wider
and I could see the small tear slowly dripping down her cheek as she choked on
me.
“You know this is what you were made
for, don’t you cunt.” I ran my fingers
through Emily’s soft hair as I felt her mouth convulse involuntarily on my
prick.
Saliva trailed off Emily’s lips in a
glistening string as I tugged her head off my cock. Her cheek quivered ever so slightly as I
clutched her hair in my fingers.
“Get in your cage slut.” I let go of Emily’s beautiful locks and she
hesitated.
“Go, get in
your cage bitch.” I could see that
instant of fear in her eyes as she scurried quickly across the room on her
hands and knees.
When I’d had the carpenters in
working on the basement they’d also built a special cabinet for me. It looked like a large, beautiful
entertainment center, and to the unsuspecting eye, it was. It must have been at least 7’ tall and made
of the most exquisite wood, the quality was incredible. The top doors opened and I had stereo
components inside, but below, inside the bottom doors was a little enclosure, a
little cage for my girls.
I could hear Emily whimpering as she
opened the heavy wooden doors of the cabinet, just inside were heavy steel bars
with a thick padlock. Emily hopped
inside and pulled the metal bars shut behind her, she glanced over her shoulder
at me as she squeezed inside. I stood
and pulled up my pants as I heard the lock snap shut. I loved the look of my little girl as she peered
through the vertical metal slats of the cage at me.
I could hear Monique moaning before
I got to the kitchen, as soon as I saw her I could see the sheen of
perspiration on her naked belly. Her
legs bowed wide as she impaled herself on the large dildo mounted on the
jutting wooden horse at the edge of the counter.
“When’s dinner going to be ready
slut?” I loved the glazed look in her
eyes as she breathed heavily with her mouth open wide, tongue out.
“Twen—twenty
minutes till its cooked Master, then it has to sit for a little while.” Monique’s nipples were hard and I could see
the shimmering layer of juices that dripped down her inner thighs.
“May—may—may I cum Master,
please.” I could hear the way her pussy
slurped as she pumped her hips down on the long, thick dildo she rode. Her thighs went rigid as again and again she
fucked the huge pole buried in her cunt.
“Is the table set slut?” Monique was panting as over and over she
mounted the fat rubber cock buried in her pussy.
“Yes Master, plea—“ Monique went silent the instant my
finger went to my lip. She started to
whimper as I moved in behind her and wrapped my hands around her belly. She let out a cry of desperation as I found
her swollen clit and started pinching it between my fingers.
“And the bowls slut? Are they set up too?” Monique leaned back, pressing her moist skin
against my chest as she impaled herself on the fake cock stuffed in her
pussy.
“Please Master.” Monique arched her head back, looking up at
me as she rode the dildo.
“Are the bowls ready slut?” I could see the utter humiliation in her eyes
as she tried to plead with me.
“Yes Master.” Monique gasped as I pulled my finger away
from her clit and clamped my hands down on her shoulders, forcing her to take
the whole length of the shaft in her pussy.
“You like having your cunt filled,
don’t you slut.” Monique’s whole body
shuddered as I held her down on the dildo.
“Yes Master.” I loved the way her face went flush as she
spoke.
“This slut loves having her pussy
filled Master.” Monique groaned as I let
go of her shoulders and ran my hand over her breasts, squeezing her nipples
between my thumb and index finger.
Monique whined as I let go of her breasts and
ran my hand over her back. I set a pair
of keys on the counter in front of her and grabbed the back of her head, winding my fingers through her hair I arched her face
back so she was looking me in the eyes.
“I want you to go get the Asian slut
and bring her inside. Dry her and chain
her in the laundry room, you two can eat in there after you serve my
dinner.” Monique’s mouth was open, her tongue was out as she was panting in need.
“Go get Emily out of her cage and
chain her under the table.” Monique
moaned as I let go of her hair.
“Get going slut, you’ve got,” I
looked at the timer on the oven, “you’ve got 15 minutes so don’t be lazy. If you’re a good little cunt, maybe I’ll let
you cum later.” I smacked my palm on her
ass
I could hear Carrie whimpering as I
moved down into the basement. My dick
was already hard thinking about how I’d left her earlier. My footsteps echoed in the large space as I moved
toward her.
I’d managed to get some work done on
my dungeon, but still there was a long way to go. I’d had a thick rubber floor installed, it was interspersed with heavy steel rings to
tether my sluts however I might desire.
I’d kept the large dog kennels in place, along with adding some smaller,
more permanent steel enclosures against the wall. The new ceiling was up, it was insulated so
not a sound could be heard from above, and innumerable rings pierced the dark
surface, in perfect position to hang my slaves by their wrists, or in any other
way I wished. I planned on having a
pulley, or winch system, installed so I could lift my girls and hang them from
the ceiling, but I was still waiting on Jim to do the work for me.
My boots thudded off the rubber as I
approached Carrie and stood over her, she was bent over, kneeling in an awkward
position on her knees. A thick leather
collar was locked tight around her neck, tugging her head down hard to the
floor so she couldn’t even lift up an inch.
I’d left her alone in the dark for hours. I could hear her groaning as her mouth was
wrapped around a dildo jutting up from the rubber, her lips were almost
touching the floor as the head of shaft was buried to back of her throat. I loved the way she gagged intermittently as
the saliva bubbled around the thick cock and pooled on the floor.
I rubbed my dick as I stood over the
whimpering girl, her arms were spread wide and her cuffs were clipped to the
rings in the floor. Heavy clamps were
pinching down on her nipples with taut elastic cords pulling hard on her
sensitive flesh, making sure she couldn’t lift up at all. Her ankles were spread wide and clipped off
to rings in the floor, forcing her ass high in the air.
I could hear Carrie start to whine
louder as I put my boot down inches from her eyes. I knelt down and flipped away the mass of
stray hairs dangling in front of her eyes so I could see into her tear streaked
face. I loved the way her lips were
spread so wide, swallowing down the huge dildo as she choked on the large
shaft.
Carrie’s ass started swaying side to
side as I moved behind her, she let out a desperate cry of pain as she felt the
bite of my open hand smacking down on her ass.
Over and over again I smacked my palm down on her body till her skin
started glowing red.
Her legs started to tremble as I ran
my hand over the back of her thighs. I
could hear her breathing hard as I grabbed the vibrator I’d brought downstairs
with me and pressed it against her clit.
Carrie started to scream into the dildo filling her mouth as I flipped
the motor on and the high speed buzzing started immediately. I pushed the vibrator against her body,
sliding it between her cunt lips, slipping it into her hole, barely penetrating
her as a tease, then moving it quickly over her clit again. I loved the way her hips started to buck and
her pussy started getting slimy with her juices. Carrie started to moan in spite of her shame
and humiliation.
“That’s it slut, you’re just a
useless cumslut for my pleasures and whims.” I knelt between Carrie’s spread legs and
plunged my finger into her cunt, pounding my knuckles against her clit,
twisting it inside her hole, my fingernail scraping against the inner walls of
her pussy making her cry even louder.
“That’s it whore.” I loved the way
she groaned as I forced another finger into her tight hole, banging her cunt
hard. Carrie started driving her body
back, bucking her hips on my fingers like a needy whore. She let out a squeal as I rammed another
finger inside her, I know she could feel the strain as
my three fingers slammed inside of her, spreading her pussy lips wide.
Carrie’s hips gyrated as she felt
the void when I pulled my fingers from her cunt and slapped my open hand on her
mound. My palm was instantly soaking
from her wet pussy as again and again I brought my hand up hard, smacking it
violently against her swollen labia. I
could hear her screaming into the dildo stuffing her mouth.
I could feel the heat off Carrie’s
pussy as I knelt between her legs and drove two fingers from each hand into her
sopping hole and spread her cuntlips wide. I spit into her gaping pussy as her hips
bucked and swayed while I kept her open wide
“Bitch, are you ready for my
cock!” I pulled my fingers from her
pussy brutally and slapped my open hands down on her ass.
“Are you ready to be mounted
cunt?” I grabbed hold of her hips and
slapped my dick down on her flesh, watching as her pussy pulsated and twitched,
her hips moving side to side as I heard her moaning with the still dildo filling
her mouth.
Carrie wailed as I grabbed her hair
and tugged hard on her head but she couldn’t arch her neck to relieve the
strain, not with the collar around her neck pinning her to the surface of the
floor.
“Squeeze my dick slut,
honor your Master’s cock.” Carrie
screamed as my prick plunged into her fuckhole. I buried my fingers into her breasts, adding
to the strain on her nipples as I drove my nails into her tit meat, starting to
fuck her brutally.
“That’s it bitch, this is what
you’re made for, just a receptacle for my cum.” I pounded my cock deep into Carrie’s body,
driving her forward with each thrust of my hips, my hands wound through her
hair and pulled hard on her scalp, slamming the shaft in her mouth deeper, the
mushroomed head of the dildo continually slamming into the back of her throat
as I pumped my cock into her cunt.
I let out a roar as my balls started
flooding cum into her fuckhole.
“Milk my cock cunt.” I loved the feel of Carrie’s tight pussy
clamping down on me as I used her hair as a lever, pulling hard to drive my
dick deeper and deeper into her tight hole as my cum flooded her pussy.
“Now that’s what your
made for bitch.” I slapped my hand down
on Carrie’s ass, popping my slimy, erect dick from her cunt.
“You’re going to learn to crave my
cock slut.” I picked up the crop that
was lying next to me on the floor.
“Now it’s time to hear you scream
bitch.” I whipped the leather down on
the soles of her feet till Carrie started to scream. I could see the thick white cum seeping and
bubbling from her cunt as her body jerked from the heavy blows.
I beat the soles of her feet till my
arm was sore, loving the sound of her sobbing as I tossed the crop down on the
floor took my dick into my hand.
Carrie started to sob in utter
humiliation as the hot stream of my piss splattered on her back, then soaked
her long hair as I unloaded on her quivering, shuddering body, relieving myself
on my new slave.
“You’re going to learn to be an
obedient bitch.” The last few drops of
urine dribbled out of the head of my prick over Carrie’s body.
I could still hear Carrie crying
hard as I started upstairs for dinner.
Monique was bent over the turkey, carving it carefully as I walked
through the kitchen. Her body was covered
in a sheen of sweat as she sliced the meat off the
bird. She started to tremble as I moved
in behind her.
“It looks good slut. Is the Asian slut in the laundry room?”
“Yes Master.” Monique’s hands trembled as she stared
nervously at me.
“And Emily,
is she under the table?”
“Yes Master.” I ran my hand over Monique’s back.
“Get cumsocket
to lick your pussy after dinner slut, you’ve been a good girl and I give you
permission to cum.” A shiver went
through Monique’s body as I spoke into her ear.
I took my hand from Monique’s back
and started toward the laundry room. The
Asian slut whimpered as I walked in the room, she was kneeling on all fours as
I loomed over her. There were four bowls
set on the floor, two in front of cumsocket and two
to her left for Monique.
I could hear the girl sob as I stood
over her, her hair was still wet and dripped on the floor. I grabbed her by her long black mane and
lifted her face to look at me, the heavy steel chain clanged as I arched her
head back, it ran from the thick stainless steel
collar around her neck to the ring in the floor.
“After dinner I want you to lick
Monique’s pussy and make her cum, do you understand you dirty little
whore?” Cumsocket
yelped in pain as I tugged hard on her scalp.
“I’m going to put you to work
tomorrow, I think the boys at the shop will like fucking that tight Asian pussy
of yours, if I decide to let them use you.”
I let go of cumsocket’s hair and left her there
kneeling, whimpering, alone in the laundry room. I loved planting the idea of having the boys
at the shop using her in her head, I’m sure it would make her think about being
fucked over and over during the night.
Monique was waiting at the side of
my chair in the dining room as I sat down.
Emily was kneeling at my feet under the table,
there was a large bowl of sliced turkey, dressing and vegetables in front of
her. Monique had pulled her hair back in
a pony tail so she wouldn’t get food in her pretty locks.
“Do you need anything else
Master?” I looked at the table,
everything was set out just as I liked, it all looked
so good, and smelled wonderful.
“It looks good slut.” Monique seemed to glow as I tapped her on the
head appreciatively.
“Go eat slut, after you’re done you’re
allowed to cum.” I petted Monique on the
head again, then held up the little black remote
control for her to see. “But make sure
to put on your shock collar slave, if I need anything I’ll call you.” I grinned sadistically at her as I fingered
the little black device in my hand.
To be continued…
Thanks for reading and I hope
you’ve enjoyed the story. I always
appreciate comments, it’s always very encouraging, and I especially love
hearing from females who like my work.
Please write me at my new email (since I no longer have access to semiater). Thanks….John
(Semiater aspererus@yahoo.com)
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