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All About Eve - Part 11
Eve’s story
The morning sun awakened Eve from a deep slumber. She stirred, waking up slowly. She was laying next to her son, Daman, who seemed to be sleeping. Both were naked, and as usual Eve’s wrist cuffs held her wrists locked behind her back. As she lay there, she thought about last evening at the gathering of MPEX. She had to admit it was an exciting evening, in spite of her misgivings about being presented as a naked bound sex slave in a public gathering. Even being made to suck Jacob’s cock was an exciting memory.
Eve rolled over to face Daman. He was still asleep, but his cock was hard. He usually slept with no covers. He was beautiful, and his cock was magnificently rigid. She moved down and put her head on his stomach as she slipped his cock in her mouth. She began by flicking her tongue over it’s sensitive head as she moved her mouth up and down on the shaft. She felt his cock throb, and a manner of a minute or two she felt his stir, and then his hand on her neck, gently but firmly holding her head on his cock.
“Don’t stop, Sweet Slave. You’ve gotta finish what you’ve started”, Daman ordered.
Her pussy felt a spasm. Eve loved being a sex slave to her son, Daman. She could not imagine not being a slave to him. Even in the most trying and painful moments, she admitted she loved her life. Eve increased her action on his cock, and in a manner of a minute or two she felt his cock erupt in her mouth. It was magnificent. She held his cock until it began to softened. When she had thoroughly cleaned it, she let him slip from her mouth. She continued to lay there, her head on his belly as he stroked her raven hair. After a little bit, he rose, and released her wrists
“You know how to wake me up, Sweet Slave. I’m thinking you don’t seem like you are too upset about being presented last night at MPEX.”, Daman said as he hugged her to his chest. She wrapped her arms around him, slipping her lips over his nipple.
“No, Sir, I enjoyed myself. Even if I didn’t enjoy myself, I don’t think I had much of a choice, did I.”
Daman leaned down and kissed her, “No, you didn’t. But, you knew that when you consented to be my sex slave. You are my sex slave, and I guess there is no way around it. Come on, let’s get a shower.”
When possible, they showered together, with Eve concentrating her attention on Daman’s cock and balls. After they dried each other off, Eve put on a pair of black leather high heels, then concentrated on her hair and make up while Daman shaved and groomed his hair.
Both enjoyed breakfast, naked. Eve was not bound, but she was wearing her wrist and ankle cuffs, along with a matching leather collar and black leather nigh heel pumps. Unless she was told otherwise, this was her normal costume. After breakfast, they did dishes together. Daman had something to tell her.
“Mother Dear, since you enjoyed sucking Jacob’s cock, I have invited him to dinner tomorrow night. You will make dinner, and serve us, naked of course. Afterward, you will be available to both of us.”
Eve paused, then quietly asked, “Are… you going to give me to him?”
“Yeah, I think so. It is the next logical step in your slavery, and I would like to give you to him. Will you submit?”
Eve turned to Daman, kissing him, she answered, “Yes….., of course. You don’t have to ask that. We know that I have to submit to you, and what you want, or you have the right to force me.”
He squeezed her breast, and replied, “Yeah, I would make you submit this first time, but I do prefer that you submit willingly. Damn, you are one hot little slave!”
They continued to do the dishes after he kissed her again. Eve loved when he told her she had no choice and that he was her master. Eve was happy in her slavery.
Daman spoke again, “There will be another addition for dinner. Jacob’s step sister is a novice sex slave to him, and he will bring her. She is just now accepting the fact that she is submissive, and will submit to him. When I told him about our relationship, he told her, and they want a similar…uh…togetherness.”
Eve never expected another person to be with Jacob. She asked, “What…is…she like. Will…, I be expected to be naked? Please tell me what to do.”
Daman saw the concern in her face, “You will be you. You will be naked, wearing cuffs and a collar, just like you are now. I thought this would help Jacob with his step sister. She wants to talk to you, to learn how to be a good slave. Now, she is not his sister. His mother and her father married each other. Jacob and Sarah are not related by blood. So, that fact that you are my mother needs to be a secret, at least for now.”
Daman continued, “You will be available to Jacob and myself, for what ever we want to do with, or to you..”
Eve had similar misgivings as she did last evening at the MPEX meeting. Daman made her go, and Damn would make her submit to the evening with Jacob and Sarah. Daman had told her that her slavery was going to be enhanced, and deepened. So, it was starting with the evening at MPEX, and was continuing.
She looked at Daman, “Ok…, I am your slave, so I will do what you want.” She kissed him again.
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Eve’s story
I did not know what to say to Daman. My world was changing fast. I had already admitted to myself that I would be given to Jacob. I just did not expect him to bring his slave, his step sister. Like most women, I did not want to be compared to a younger prettier woman. I know I look good, or so I’m told, but she will be so much younger. When we are both naked, I am sure there will be the usual comparisons. I would make sure of my grooming, but let’s fact it. When you are naked, how much grooming can you do. I think I have a good body and legs, but let’s face it, I am thirty nine, and she will be younger. Oh, well, there is not a lot I can do about it. I am a slave.
I was in the kitchen, naked and wearing my usual costume of leather collar, wrist and ankle cuff, high heels when Jacob and Sarah arrived. Daman came in and got me. He locked my wrists behind my back. I was wearing an apron, which he left on me. It did not cover a lot, so it made no difference, I guess. My collar and cuffs are black, matching my black leather high heels. These heels were the tallest I own. They showed my legs at their best. The apron was black lace. It wrapped tightly about my waist, but left my breasts totally bare, and did not come down to cover my pussy. If anything, the apron made me look even more naked. Daman clipped a leash to my collar and led me into the living room. Jacob came over to me and kissed me as he squeezed my breasts. I returned his kiss, with a lot of passion as I had been taught. Yes, I was taught to kiss that way, but, I enjoy that kind of kissing.
“Good to see you again, Pretty Slave. I sure enjoyed you last night.”
I blushed and kissed him back. He was a little older than I remembered, yet he is very handsome. I guess I wouldn’t mind being given to him. He introduced his slave, Sarah.
“Eve, I want you to meet Sarah. She is my sex slave, but is a novice. When you get a chance, I am sure she will have a lot of questions. I would appreciate you answering her.”
I told him I would, even though I was not sure how this would work out. I was mentally prepared for Jacob, but Sarah complicated things. She was a beautiful girl, of about twenty three years. A pretty face and a good sleek little body. Her legs looked good in high heel shoes. She was wearing a white silk blouse and black mini-skirt. She would have been very stylish in an upscale restaurant or on a shopping trip.
I felt humiliated, intimidated.. I had grown used to be naked in front of the men of my house, and even enjoyed being naked at the MPEX gathering, But this is different. Everybody in the room was dressed, except me. I was naked and bound. Sarah might be an aspiring slave girl, but I was the real thing. I stood there while everybody took my nakedness in. I was bound, and could not cover myself. I was subject to the sexual whims of others. That would be alright if it were Daman and Jacob. But, now I had this pretty young woman looking at me, appraising my naked body, and how it was decorated, or not decorated. This was much worse that being presented at MPEX
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Eve did a little curtsy as she was introduced to Jacob’s step sister, Sarah. While the two men talked, Sarah was watching Eve, taking in everything she saw. Eve was very self conscious, nearly to the point of embarrassment.
Sarah spoke to Daman, “I sure like your slave. She is very beautiful, and extremely sexy. She looks good in bondage, it shows off her tits. I wonder if I could touch her tits.”
Daman smiled, “Of course. Slave Cunt, stick out your chest and show us your tits.”
Eve was mortified. She wanted to run to her bedroom and hide. She knew Daman would not allow that. She smiled and stuck out her chest, showing off her breasts. Sarah grasped both Eve’s breasts, squeezing and gently twisting them. Eve closed her eyes and surrendered to Sarah.
Sarah grinned, “Daman, she has fantastic tits. I am jealous of her. Her tits are prettier and bigger than mine. Do you ever whip them?
Daman replied, “Yes, I do. I love to whip Eve’s breasts. I was told that breasts as pretty as Eve’s must be whipped regularly. I do my best to maintain that tradition.”
Sarah laugh while looking at a through embarrassed Eve. “Daman, please, could I ask you a favor? Would you let me whip her tits, just a little bit? Jacob whips me, but I would just love to whip Eve. Her body was built for the whip. Please, let me whip her?”
Eve was nearly overwhelmed, She had never been touched sexually by another woman, and now here was a woman playing with her breasts, and this woman had just asked permission from Daman to whip her breasts. She wanted to protest, but she knew Daman would let Sarah whip her breasts, after he had punished her for raising a fuss. Eve stood there in an embarrassed silence, with her eyes closed. Her reverie was broken by Daman.
Daman kissed Eve and said to Sarah, “Of course, you may whip her. We’ll do it after dinner. Slave, I opened a bottle of wine in the kitchen. Would you pour each of us a glass, and one for yourself, too.”
As Daman released her wrists, she replied, “Yessir.”
Daman, Jacob and Sarah went into the family room and sat down. In a couple of minutes Eve came into the room carrying a tray with four wine glasses, filled with smooth Merlot. Each person took a glass of wine. Eve sat the tray on the coffee table picked up her wine and sat down next to Daman. He raised his glass, and proposed a toast.
“Ladies and Gentlemen, I propose a toast to our hostess, her beauty, and the dinner she is about to serve us. Further let us toast our hostess, and the whipping she will receive after dinner.”
Jacob and Sarah responded, “Hear! Hear!”
Jacob continued, “Here’s to Eve, and her beautiful ass, and tits. We are looking forward to her whipping.”
Sarah responded, “Yeah, Eve’s got a beautiful ass, and I’m going to love whipping her.”
Everyone drank a toast to Eve’s whipping.
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Eve’s story
I have never been so humiliated in my life. My slavery to Daman was becoming more pronounced, just as he promised. After dinner this young girl was going to be permitted to whip me, a woman old enough to be her mother. On one hand I can see how this could be very sexy, and hot, but on the other hand, it was humiliating.
Daman released me and I went to the kitchen to finish dinner. Sarah never came in to “ask questions” as Daman told me would happen. I ate dinner in silence, only answering questions asked of me. I wasn’t upset. I guess I had dropped deep into the slave mode.
Even serving dinner, I was sexually humiliated. As I served a plate of food to Daman, he made me stand there and spread my legs while he played with my pussy. Yes, it was arousing, but it was humiliating to be a sexual toy while others watched, especially Sarah. I guess she was the real point of my embarrassment.
When I served Jacob, he did as Daman did. He made me stand there while played with my pussy and pinched my nipples. I could not help myself. I was becoming very aroused by this. When I served Sarah her plate of food, I was to be further embarrassed. She told me to spread my legs and stand still. She ran her hand over my ass and between my legs, fondling my pussy. She eve pinched and teased my clit. I looked at Daman. He just smiled and nodded his head. I stood there while Sarah played with my pussy. I bit my lip as she pushed her finger into my heated passage.
“Oh, my”, Sarah said. “This is one hot little slave you have, Daman. Her cunt is soaking wet. Maybe we should whip her there, too.”
Daman just smiled, and replied, “Perhaps.”
I have never felt like that. With my slave mentality, I flourish on sexual humiliation. It is just part of my make up. But, to have a young woman, young enough to be my daughter, playing with my pussy, arousing me. I thought I would faint from embarrassment, but, yes, dammit, I was aroused, and her finger in my pussy was arousing me to a higher level. Sarah sat there, looking up at my face, watching my reaction. Oh, God! I can’t help myself! Sarah had a smirk on her face as she continued to play with my pussy. Finally, just prior to my having an orgasm, she stopped. She slapped my pussy twice.
“Enough, Slave Cunt. No climax how. You will have to wait until after dinner, if then”, Sarah remarked.
Finally, dinner was over, and the dishes cleaned up and in the dishwasher. Daman and our evening guests were in the family room drinking another glass of wine. They were still dressed, casually talking as I entered the room. All eyes turned to me. I was still the only one in the room who was naked, and knew she was going to be whipped. I, still, could not come to grips with being whipped by Sarah.
“Slave Cunt”, said Daman. “Come here. I need to fix your wrists”
I knew what was about to happen, and I did not know how to deal with it. I just submitted. That’s all I knew to do, submit to others who had control of me.
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Daman locked Eve’s wrists together in front of her, and then tied a rope to them. This rope was then run up through an eye bolt in the ceiling of the family room. Eve had been tied there many times, and whipped by her husband and her sons. It was a routine she was familiar with.
Daman pulled the rope until she was standing on her tip toes. He tied off the rope pulling her pretty body taught. He ran his hands down her body, pausing at her breasts and cunt, examining both. He kissed her, then spoke.
“Slave, I think I should gag you. Don’t you think?”
Eve shuddered with lust and humiliation, “Yessir, please gag me..”
Using a penis gag, Daman very effective gagged his sex slave mother. He kissed her gagged mouth.
“Sarah”, said Daman. “You are learning to be a slave to Jacob. I am going to whip my slave, Eve, to show you what happens.”
Over the next fifteen minutes Daman whipped Eve. Her breasts, ass, pussy and thighs received a full measure of his whip. Both Jacob and Sarah ware enthralled. They could not get enough of Eve’s nudity, and her punishment, and her humiliation. When he finished, Daman turned to Sarah, handing her the multi thronged medium weight whip he had just used on his mother, Eve.
“O.K., you wanted to whip my slave. Now’s the time. Remember what I told you. Whipping does hurt. That’s the point. You should be strict and make it count, but never be brutal or cruel.”
Sarah jumped up and took the whip. “Oh, thank you! This is going to be so much fun!”
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Eve’s story
I stood there, with my hands and wrists stretched to the ceiling. I was grateful that I had my very tall high heels on. They gave me the support I needed. The gag filling my mouth was good. At least I could not make any noises that would embarrass me further. Daman had whipped me. It hurt, but not bad. It hurt enough to arouse me further. I love Daman’s whip. He can hurt and arouse me all the same time. Now, I am really unsure about what is going to happen now. Sarah is going to whip me.
I am helpless, naked and gagged. There is not a lot I can do. Sarah is walking around me, looking at me as if she is sizing me up. She plays with my breasts and nipples, and then my pussy. She seems to like putting her finger in me and pumping it in and out to arouse me. She is right. The finger fucking she is giving me is arousing me. I don’t want to be aroused by her, but it is happening. My fickle body is responding. She kissed my gagged mouth, then walked behind me. She runs her hands over my ass.
Oh, God, that hurt! Sarah is whipping me, hard. She moves her whip up and down my ass and the backs of my thighs. She knows how to whip to hurt. Now she has moved to my front. I watch as she swings her whip against my thighs and pussy. I finally realized I am screaming and crying into my gag. Sarah stops, and talks to me. She slips her finger into my pussy again. She is finger fucking me again. Oh, God, her finger feels good.
“Well, Slave Cunt, how are your doing? I want you to know I am really enjoying myself.”
Sarah keeps pumping her finger in my pussy. I look across the room and see Daman and Jacob watching my torment. They are undressed now, and are stroking massive erections.
“I am going to whip your tits. They are beautiful, and need to be tortured. Yes, I am submissive to Jacob, but when it comes to a woman like you, I have a real sadistic streak. I really want to cause you some pain in your tits. They are big, firm, and beautiful. It is a beautiful thing to whip tits like yours.”
I am very near an orgasm with her finger fucking me. She has scared me, yet the fear and her fingers are arousing me more than I wanted to be. She pulls her finger from my soaking pussy, and wipes it dry on my breasts. I look down at my breasts just as her whip strikes my left breast. It bounces, then shudders back into position, just as the whip lashes my right breast. Sarah is on a roll. My breasts are in constant motion from her whip. My breasts are lurching and jiggling under her whip. I am screaming again into my gag. Tears are running down my face. She stops.
My breasts are on fire, so is my pussy. Her finger is back in me, and working harder than ever. In a matter of about thirty seconds I feel my climax coming. It explodes, and the waves of orgasm come rolling in, again and again. It seems as if it will never stop. My hips and pussy are humping like I was making love to an invisible lover. I feel dizzy, the I lost all touch with the world around me.
I awake on our bed. My wrists are now behind my back, locked there. The penis gag has been removed from my gasping mouth. Daman and Jacob are lying on either side of me. Jacob is playing with my abused breasts while Daman is finger fucking me again.
“Welcome back, Sweet Slave. You’ve been out for a few minutes. Jacob has something he wants to give you.”
I look at Jacob as he crawls between my legs. I gasp as I feel his rigid cock enter my heated pussy. Now he is thrusting hard, fucking me very soundly. I feel something touch my face. I look over, and there is Daman, pushing his cock into my mouth. Both men are fucking me. It doesn’t take long until all three of us experience a gut wrenching cum. I did not know I could cum so hard. The effect is nearly devastating.
As Jacob pulls his cock from my pussy, I look over his shoulder and there is Sarah, standing at the bedroom door, watching my enslavement to Daman and Jacob with a smile on her face. She watches as both Jacob and Daman make me clean their cocks with my mouth and tongue. I am exhausted. I fall to sleep. A deep satisfied, sated exhausted sleep.
Continued……………..
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