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Eleanor’s Descent
chptr 6
It was Saturday
night, the night of Teresa’s birthday party. I arrived at 8.00 pm, to find the
party in full swing and about thirty people present. I squeezed through the
crowded kitchen and made my way to the living room, meeting Emma along the way.
She kissed me full on the lips and whispered “Still can’t get over the
excitement of last Saturday night, it was awesome!”
“Where is
Eleanor?” I asked.
“She is in her
bedroom!” Emma replied.
So I continued
but now heading for Eleanor’s bedroom. In case someone else was in there with
her and possibly undressed or doing something private, I knocked, waited then
entered. Eleanor was alone. She turned to me and threw her arms round my neck
giving me a passionate kiss. Strange I thought she never was this tactile
before.
“I thought you
were never going to get here, I am really horny tonight and given the chance
would fuck you here and now before introducing you to some of our friends!” she
purred.
With that she
took my hand and pushed it under her dress to reveal her knickerless shaved
cunt. She was literally soaked.
“What has got you
so sure fired up tonight?” I asked.
“It’s just
remembering that one week ago tonight we three girls were your bitches in the
park, stark naked.” “Do you know it took three days to stop feeling the effects
of those damn nettles!” she said smiling.
“Teresa has not stopped talking about that couple and what they did in
the bushes!” she added.
“Talking of
Teresa, where is the birthday girl!” I asked “I have a special present here for
her” I continued.
“She should be in
the living room, I think” Eleanor answered. “What did you get her?” she
enquired.
“That would be
telling!” I insisted “let’s go find her and you can watch her open it!” I
added.
We walked out
into the hall way and turned right into the living room, Eleanor appeared not
to notice but it seemed strange to me. All the men were on one side of the room
and all the women on the other. They only opposite sex in the wrong section so
to speak was Emma, serving drinks. There was no sign of Teresa.
“Not very well
planned your party, I must say” I said.
“Oh why is that,
Master” Eleanor enquired.
“What you did not
see!” I responded, “All the men on one side of the room all the women on the
other, what happened to mixing?” I asked.
“Oh Ray, of
course you don’t know, do you?” Eleanor sounded surprised. “You’re about the
only heterosexual male we know, all the others in their as bi sexual to say the
least if not out and out gay” “Even all the woman in there are lesbians or part
way to becoming lesbian” she chuckled.
“Oh I see. What
am I supposed to do float on an imaginary middle line” I asked.
“No silly, just
go and relax, if a man comes over to talk to you just say it’s not your thing
and they will leave you alone” She chided.
She pulled out of
the living room and we found our way to Teresa’s bedroom. Eleanor pushes
straight through the door without knocking.
“Teresa, look who
has finally turned up!” Eleanor said.
“Hi Sexy” Teresa
shouted, much to the annoyance of George. She came over and planted a large wet
kiss on my lips. She whispered “Any more adventures in the pipe line?”
“Wait and See” I
replied. “Come into the living room and open the present I bought you” I added.
“Come on George;
let’s go see what Ray has bought me!” Teresa called out.
Once in the
living room, I produced a largish sized box (about 9 inches by 15 inches),
wrapped in gold foil paper and tied with a big red ribbon. I handed it to
Teresa, who started ripping the paper away. When the plain cardboard box was
fully revealed she tore open its lid. Inside was a slightly smaller box wrapped
in silver foil paper. She tossed aside the now empty 1st box, eagerly tearing
her way into the new box. Then opening the lid of this new box found yet
another wrapped box inside.
“What is this?”
Teresa said laughing, “If this continues down to just a pair of panties, you’re
in big trouble, pal” she said
I shot her a look
which said you would threaten me your Master. Teresa smiled as though to say,
you know I don’t mean it. Five more boxes later with a room full of laughter
and some genuine intrigue as to what the present would ultimately turn out to
be. she started to open the final box, which was about the size of a box of
tissues.
I then placed my
hands over her eyes and said when you open the lid, turn it upside down and tip
it out on to the floor. The tone of my voice meant she knew not to disobey me.
As she tipped the contents o the floor the first recognizable item to tumble
out was a peek a boo bra, the type that allows your nipple to protrude through,
a matching pair of silk crutch less panties fluttered to the floor, along with
the clank of something metal.
When She picked
up the metal object she saw it was a pair of hand cuffs, She looked startled,
until I said “I know who much you like George to be your prisoner, so with
these undies and the handcuffs, he can not escape your charms, even if he
wanted to”
A male voice at the
back said “But who wears the undies” which received a roar of laughter.
A female voice
from the other side of the room said “Come on Teresa, go put them on and let’s
see if they fit” again to a chorus of laughter and chants of put them on.
Teresa looked at
me, I nodded and she left the room, returning 10 minutes later adorned in her
new underwear. “George, come here!” I said and George duly obliged. “As she is
your pussy, you should be first to taste the cream?” I added
Teresa the
interjected “No, Master, you bought then for me, you should be first to taste
the cream!” George’s head dropped.
“Your Master I
may be? But I still say George should be first to taste the cream after I take
you into the kitchen to fill you with fresh cream” I announced.
George meekly
stood there waiting to be told what to do. There was a ripple of noise as
people whispered, surely George is not going to let him fuck her then eat his
cum from her open cunt. “What say you George?” I asked.
“As My Master as
well, Sir, yours is the privilege to fuck your sluts cunt, and if it’s your
wish to have me clean her out, so be it” He replied.
I led Teresa out
into the kitchen, closing the door behind us. No one saw me fill the large
syringe with fresh double cream from the fridge, or me inject copious amounts
of it into and on her cunt.
“You’re truly
wicked, Master” Teresa Whispered.
I then led her
back into the living room where a chair had been placed in the centre of the
room. I helped Teresa sit with her legs wide apart and ordered her to show
George what he would be eating. Teresa faking a breathless state said “George
come eat me out, just look how full ray has made me”
George looked
around and then dropped to his knees before crawling towards Teresa’s spread
legs. Teresa then placed her hand behind his head and pulled his face down to
her cunt.
“When you have
finished cleaning that amount out I have this to refill it with” I said holding
out the tub of double cream and the syringe. Howls of laughter echoed around
the room, the only one not to see the joke was of course George who was
blinkered between Teresa’s legs.
One of the women
stepped forward and said “I bags second go on eating her cunt” To which several more chimed in no me me.
Teresa allowed George to pull his head back displaying a moustache and beard of
double cream, where upon he saw the container and syringe and burst out
laughing.
One of the gay
men said “what a great start to the party lets all strip and have some real
fun.”
I looked over at
Eleanor who was shaking her head as she howled with laughter. I put my foot
down by saying “Only the Birthday girl is allowed to be naked, all you others
will have to wait till you get home” To a chorus of spoil sport. The music was
turned back on and men started dancing with other men and pairs of women began
dancing together.
It was a good
half hour before George declared her cunt to be finally empty of the cream,
although by my reckoning, Teresa had more than double the volume during her
three orgasms. In fact every time she let out a moan of another oncoming orgasm
the music stopped till she quieted down. A very Adult game of musical chairs
indeed.
By Eleven
o’clock, the guests started to break away and leave. But for the whole time of
the dancing Teresa wore only her new underwear. She proved a popular dance
partner with most of the women there, I more than suspect more than one or two
had their fingers up her cunt or their mouth on a nipple as they danced.
Funnily enough,
it was about 10.30pm when I last saw George. It was Eleanor who pulled me aside
and asked me to follow her; we went out into the hallway and then straight into
Teresa’s bedroom. There was George on his hands and knees with a thin white guy
sucking his cock and a large black gut burying his thick slab of black meat
into George’s bare arse. I pulled
Eleanor back out of the room and said “At least those two have had a happy
party.”
She corrected me
by pointing out that at this very minute three male guest were enjoying the
party and nearly all the females in the living room had enjoyed the taste or
feel of Teresa at her party.
Just then, Emma
came out of the bathroom followed by a sheepish looking man. Emma was naked
with large amounts of fresh spunk hanging around her face and in her hair. I
suggested that she see George about licking it off, after all his mouth was
still free.
Eleanor dragged
me into her room and locked the door. “Remember our first night together, you
said your fantasy was two women in the same bed, well if you look in that
wardrobe there is my gift to you” she said.
I replied “Yes
but I have gone one better, I have three subs in one house and a fourth male
sub to call on when I want”. I opened the wardrobe door to find a young lady
stood there. She was 5’2” tall short cropped blonde hair and as naked as the
day she was born with a 36 – 24 -28 frame.
Eleanor
introduced her as Sammy, a sub bi female she has known for years. Eleanor Said
“Master, as her Mistress I give her to you mind. Body and soul, if she
displeases you she displeases me and will be punished for it” “she will do
without question anything you demand of her, She has a passion for anal, loves
anything you can think of stuck up her arse” she added.
“If it please you
master to fuck her arse, she will gladly accept your offering bare back!” She insisted.
I turned to
Sammy, “Is This true, anything I want from you, you will do without question?”
I asked. Sammy nodded. “Right you can start by paddling Eleanor arse till I
tell you to stop!” I demand.
“Why master?”
Eleanor quizzed.
“Because I select
my own slaves, I do not accept other peoples cast off’s” I responded.
I let Sammy
paddle Eleanor’s arse till it was rosy pink and warm to the touch, then I had
her lick Eleanor’s anal ring till Eleanor had cum twice. Finally I slipped my
prick into Eleanor’s cunt and as I fucked her I had Sammy bathe my balls with
her tongue.
We must have
dropped off to sleep, because when I awoke, the flat was empty and everyone was
in bed. I nudged Sammy and told her to
sit on Eleanor’s face while I gave her cunt a forceful slap. Eleanor tried to
spring up in shock but only
managed to get
herself a mouth full of slave cunt.
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