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Chapter 14
The thirteen weeks finally ended, much to Faith’s relief. In the end, she had raised over three hundred thousand dollars. It amazed her that people had been willing to pay so much for her. But then again, they demanded quite a lot in exchange.
She wondered if the summer had changed her. She probably was much more sexually liberated at this point. After all, there was not much that she hadn’t experienced during the last thirteen weeks. But she hoped that the three months of complete slavery hadn’t turned her into a mindless drone of a sex slave.
There were five days left until she was to return to college. They divided up the money. Part of it was used to pay Faith’s tuition. The other part was sent to her school’s scholarship fund so that others could benefit from her hard work.
“Can we leave some money in the fund for next year, Mom?” Faith asked hopefully. “Or in case I decide to go to summer term next year?”
“No, baby,” replied Jill. “We told everyone how the donations were going to be used. We can’t be changing the rules now.”
Faith blinked. “Those were donations?”
Jill chuckled. “Of course they were, sweetie. Those were all charitable contributions. You were bought with pre-tax dollars.”
“Besides, you’ll have a job next summer,” said Jack. “That will pay for next year’s tuition.”
“But what if the economy doesn’t improve?” asked Faith. “What if I can’t find a job next summer?”
“Don’t worry, love,” was Jill’s response. “We’ll keep the job board active in case you need it. I’ve already updated it for next summer’s weeks. And half the weeks already have bids on them.”
Faith groaned. She had been hoping the website would be dismantled at the end of the summer. This was horrible news.
“Can we at least take down the pictures?”
“No way,” replied Jill emphatically. “Those pictures are great advertising. Although I think that word of mouth will actually drive your price up more. You have been the prime topic of conversation among club members all summer long. And some of the members who didn’t get a chance to sample you have committed to winning the bidding next year, regardless of cost.”
“Oh,” Jill continued. “I did make you a scrapbook too. Well actually, I made you two.” She set a very thick photo album on the table and then she placed several CDs on top of it.
“The book contains all of the pictures from the website in chronological order in case you want to share your summer adventures with your friends back at school. I couldn’t figure out a good way to cross reference the pictures, though. So I burned them onto the disks. These will let you find pictures by topic.”
Faith looked at her mother in disbelief. How could she be so clueless? There was no way she would let her friends at school know how she spent her summer vacation. She was still trying to figure out what she would tell them when they asked what she did but she surely wasn’t going to tell them about her summer as a sex slave.
“Thanks, Mom,” was all that she said in reply to the clueless wonder who was her mother.
This conversation did one thing for Faith, though. It gave her a renewed dedication to doing whatever she had to in order to find a real job next summer. Now she had an acute sense of urgency.
For her last days at home, there was a little more balance in her life. Faith kind of viewed this as a transition period. She went shopping with her friends in the afternoons and went out to dinner and movies in the evenings. To all appearances, she was a normal college girl getting ready to go back to school.
Each morning, however, she would be awakened by her parents and would become their sexual plaything again. And then again, when she got home each evening, she would be invited to their bed where she would be ravished by the two of them. So part of each day was perfectly normal. And the other part was perfectly deviant.
There was only one point during her time with her friends when Faith was worried that her cover had been blown. She was sitting in a club with two of her girlfriends when a boy slid into the boot beside Faith.
“Hello again, girl,” the boy said.
Faith looked at him and replied without thinking. “Hello, Master.”
Faith gasped as soon as the words were out of her mouth. It was Evan Wright. His parents had bought earlier in the summer as a gift for him. Now she had blurted out the response that he was her master.
Emily raised an eyebrow. “Master?”
Evan grinned and reached across the table, offering to shake Emily’s hand. “Evan Wright, at your service. Master cocksman.”
Faith gasped again. “He’s just being funny. He means master coxswain. He’s on his school’s crew team.”
Evan looked at Faith, puzzled for a moment. But thankfully, he realized that Faith’s friends did not know how she had spent her summer. He let her off the hook and played along with the crew story. Even though he knew nothing about the sport, he regaled the girls with entertaining stories about his life in control of the boat and its team of rowers.
“You doofus!” she whispered to him as the four of them left the club.
“That’s you doofus Master,” he smiled back at her.
“That week is over,” she hissed at him. She was not about to let this guy her own age boss her around. He wouldn’t even know her if his parents hadn’t bought her for him. She doubted that she would have even dated him if she met him somewhere else.
Her two friends had missed the whispered exchange but they did hear the hiss. “Faith, are you okay?”
“I’m fine,” she reassured them. “I’ll be right out.” Her two friends walked outside and Faith turned back to Evan.”
“Listen here, master doofus…” But she was cut short when he raised his hand and waggled his finger back and forth.
“Hold that thought, girl. I have something I want to give to your friends.” He pulled out his wallet and produced a piece of paper and held it up for her to seem It was the website address and password that would let her friends discover how she had spent her summer vacation.
He smiled at her and turned toward the door.
“Wait!” she said quickly. “I’m sorry I called you doofus.”
“I am too,” he replied and then started walking.
“Wait!” she called out to him. “Please don’t do this.”
“Don’t do what?” He acted as if he didn’t understand what her concern was. “I’m only trying to help you. I figured if I drove more traffic to your website, you could raise more money. Wasn’t that the objective of the charity?”
“Please don’t,” she implored him.
“What do you have to offer me in exchange for not doing it?”
Faith sighed. “I don’t know. What do you want?”
“You,” he replied.
Faith gasped. “Me? For how long?”
“Just for tonight,” he said. “I fly back to school tomorrow night.”
“Deal,” she responded. “If you promise never to give out that website and password to anyone.”
“Deal,” he said. “But I do plan to show the pictures to my friends back at school. I won’t give them access, though.”
Faith’s shoulders sagged at the news. But she knew that she was in no position to negotiate with the male. He held all of the cards at the moment. Finally, she nodded her head. “You own me.”
They went outside and she told her friends to go ahead without her. She was going to hang out with the master coxswain for awhile.
“Master Cocksman,” he corrected her.
“Ooooo!” Evan’s mother said as he brought Faith into the house. “You got her on your own this time.”
“Yes, Mom,” he replied. “I captured her on my own this time. Now, I’m taking her upstairs to enjoy her.”
“Have fun, Evan,” the mother called out. “And remember your parents if you get too worn out. We’d love to enjoy her for a bit.”
Evan did not wear out. And it was clear to Faith that something had changed in him. When he owned her earlier in the summer, he had been a tender and almost tentative lover. Now, however, he was forceful, controlling and even selfish.
He stripped her at the top of the stairs, leaving her clothes in the hallway as if they were trophies on display. As soon as he got the naked girl into his room, he bound her bent over the end of the bed. He immediately plunged his cock into her sex without even seeing if she was ready for him. Thankfully, her sex was already quite wet. Faith wasn’t sure why she was flowing so freely already but his cock slid into her easily. It must be one of the symptoms of being enslaved so frequently and for so long.
He pumped away in her for several minutes before pulling out. Then he positioned his cock at her asshole and, in one swift motion, impaled her bottom. She was not ready for that and she cried out in pain at the sudden intrusion. The cock was coated with her juices but that was the only lubrication and it hurt as she was penetrated so abruptly.
Again, he pumped away without regard for her or her needs. Her arms were stretched across the bed and bound. Her feet were spread wide and were also bound. She felt the cock pistoning inside her rectum and she realized that he viewed her as nothing more than a sperm receptacle.
After he climaxed in her bottom, she was released and he tied her wrists behind her back. A rope was looped around her neck and tied. This coarse rope was chafing her skin and was apparently his version of a collar and leash.
He pushed her to her knees and presented his softening cock to her lips. She balked and tried to pull away, knowing where the cock had just been. But he grabbed her hair and held her in place as he used his other hand to pry her mouth open. Then he forced his smelly cock into her mouth with a warning.
“If I feel teeth, I’ll whip you until you bleed.”
She couldn’t believe how she was being treated. Even during the summer when people paid a lot of money for her, they had not treated her like this. She was a prized possession to most people. This guy, however, hadn’t even bothered to undress to use her. He had simply unzipped his pants, pulled out his cock, and raped her.
After he deemed his cock to be clean enough, he tucked his cock back into his pants and pulled her to her feet, yanking on her hair. Tears were in her eyes as he led her by the crude leash downstairs and into the kitchen where his mother was sipping tea.
“She’s a beautiful pet,” commented Mrs. Wright. “How was she this time?”
“Passable,” he said. “I’m hungry. What do we have to eat?”
Mrs. Wright raised her eyebrows at the response. She too noticed a change in her son. She got up from her chair and went to Faith. “Check the fridge, Evan. I’m sure you’ll find something.”
Then Mrs. Wright lifted Faith’s breasts in her hands and cradled them, letting her fingers enjoy the soft fullness of them. “Well, I still think that you are exquisite, dear.”
“Thank you, Mistress,” Faith sniffled in reply.
“Why don’t you go watch TV for a bit,” Mrs. Wright said to Evan. “I’m going to clean up your pet.”
“Okay, Mom,” he said as he disappeared through the door carrying a can of beer and a container of something he found in the refrigerator.
Mrs. Wright untied the rope from around Faith’s neck and then led her back upstairs. “Come, dear.”
The older woman ran a bath and let Faith luxuriate in it for thirty minutes. Mrs. Wright shampooed the auburn locks and then used a soapy hand to caress all of the feminine body before her. Faith closed her eyes as she felt the hands gliding over her body, relaxing her.
“It’s funny that you are here tonight,” Mrs. Wright said as she concentrated on Faith’s breasts. She would soap them up and make them slippery and then would squeeze them at the base and pull upward, letting the firm flesh slide through her fingers until she reached the nipples. She grasped both nipples and continued to pull upward, stretching the breasts away from Faith’s chest until the nipples slipped free.
“Just this afternoon, we put in a bid for you for next summer. This time, though, I’m going to keep you for myself.”
“Yes, Mistress,” replied Faith as she felt the fingers squeezing the base of her breasts again.
“You already have a lot of bids for you. Have you checked the site? You are a very popular girl.”
“No, Mistress. I haven’t looked at the site recently.”
Mrs. Wright continued to toy with one breast as she slid her other hand down to cup Faith’s sex. Then, with her fingers, she slowly brought the beautiful slave to orgasm.
Eventually, Faith was taken back downstairs and reunited with Evan. He fucked her once more before going to bed and woke Faith up once in the middle of the night to fuck her again. Again, she felt like nothing more than a sperm receptacle.
Thankfully, Mrs. Wright came into his room the next morning and declared that it was time for Evan to start packing. “I’ll take the girl,” she said. “You focus on getting ready for your trip.”
Mr. and Mrs. Wright treated her much better than their son had. Once again, she was bathed by the older woman. This time, Mrs. Wright got into the tub with her and, just like the evening before, she did all of the work. Before long, Faith was moaning and squirming as the woman’s hands glided over her naked flesh.
Mrs. Wright laughed. “You’re a wiggly little girl, aren’t you?”
“Sorry, Mistress,” moaned Faith as she tried to compose herself. “But I’m very sensitive in the places where you’re touching me.”
“Hmmm. Do you mean places like here?” She squeezed Faith’s nipples lightly and rolled them back and forth.
“Ooooo, yes, Mistress. Places like there.” Again, Mrs. Wright laughed.
“What about places like here?” She leaned forward and sucked one of Faith’s earlobes into her mouth, pulsing it in and out a few times. Faith gasped and felt goose flesh immediately forming down that side of her body.
“Ooooo,” squealed Faith. “Yes, Mistress. Places like there too.”
Mrs. Wright stretched the nipples away from Faith’s chest until they slipped from her grip. Then she slid her hands down the girl’s belly. She slowly pushed a finger from her left hand into Faith’s sex which was already swampy with her arousal from all of the touching. “How about here?”
Faith moaned as her body responded to all of the intimate touches. “Yes, Mistress. That place too.”
Mrs. Wright smiled at the reactions of the exquisite girl she held in her arms. She was a delightful creature and she would make sure that the Wrights won the bidding next summer for at least one week. She had to own this girl again. She extended a finger from her right hand and touched Faith’s clit, starting to slowly stroke it. “What about here?”
“Oh god,” groaned Faith. “Yes, Mistress. There toooooooooo!” She squealed as the orgasm wracked her body and Mrs. Wright just continued to stroke, prolonging the exquisite torture. Finally, her orgasm died away and her breathing returned to normal.
“Okay, let’s dry you off now. You are going to make my husband very happy.” They got out of the tub and Mrs. Wright dried them both. She blew their hair dry and then brushed out Faith’s. Finally, she rubbed a thin coat of oil over the girl’s body until her entire body from the neck down glistened in the light.
“You look divine,” Mrs. Wright said as she stepped back to admire the beauty who stood before her. “Just one last step.”
Mrs. Wright bent Faith over at the waist and had her put her hands on her knees. Then she coated two of her fingers in oil and slowly pushed them past Faith’s asshole, eliciting a groan from the girl. She pulled them back out and poured more oil on her fingers before reinserting them in the girl’s ass. Finally, she rotated her wrist to ensure that everything inside was well coated and lubricated.
“There,” Mrs. Wright finally said as she extracted her fingers and washed her hands. “Now you’re ready for your new master.”
Mr. Wright was waiting for her. He was naked and lying in the middle of the bed. A naked Mrs. Wright led the equally naked and glistening slave girl to the bed and then tugged her up onto it. It came as no surprise as Mrs. Wright positioned Faith’s bottom to receive the cock. She already knew where it was going to be lodged because of the older woman’s attention to her rectal lubrication. But she was surprised that she was positioned with her back to the male’s head. Normally, people wanted to look at her as they fucked her.
Mrs. Wright had her straddle the husband’s body and then pushed Faith lower as she held the cock. Faith felt the head of the cock pressing against her sphincter. It pushed past the tight opening fairly quickly and Mrs. Wright pushed her lower until the shaft was fully embedded in her butt.
Then it became clear why she was positioned the way she was. Her husband could fuck Faith but Mrs. Wright was going to play with the girl. She crawled closer and hugged her before starting Faith on a slow up and down motion. Mrs. Wright’s lips sought out Faith’s and both women were lost in a passionate kiss.
Eventually, Faith picked up the rhythm on her own, freeing up Mrs. Wright’s hands to play with her girl’s body. Fingers glided everywhere over the smooth oiled skin and squeezed the succulent flesh. Breasts were squeezed and lifted and squeezed again. Eventually, fingers found Faith’s clit and Mrs. Wright toyed with it until she brought the girl to orgasm.
She had three more orgasms that morning at the hands of Mrs. Wright. She received a deposit of sperm in her rectum from Mr. Wright. And she used her lips and tongue to bring her mistress to climax. In the early afternoon, they dropped her off at her parents’ house as they drove their son to the airport.
Chapter 15
“Mom, you have to take down that website!” she pleaded once she got into the house. Then she related her tale of woes from the evening before.
“Isn’t that exciting being captured like that?” was her father’s response. “A real damsel in distress story.”
“I told you that someone would try to capture and enslave you if you weren’t careful,” added Jill. “You’re just too yummy not to own.”
“But he couldn’t have captured me if it wasn’t for the website,” Faith complained. “He was using it to blackmail me.”
“Well, that’s not right,” said Jill. “I’ll have to talk to his parents about that.”
“What good will that do?” asked an increasingly exasperated Faith. “The pictures are still up there and he has access to it. Who knows who else does too by no? And he’s planning on showing the pictures to his friends.”
Jill smiled. “I’m sure that Evan is very proud of his week with you. And I’m sure he will want to share the experience with his friends.”
Faith rolled her eyes.
“Here’s what I’ll do,” Jill added. “We’ll give him a week. That should be enough time for him to walk his friends through the gallery. Then I’ll change the password. Only the right people will have it after that and I’ll make sure they know not to share it with anyone under any circumstances.”
“By the way,” Jill concluded, “you now have bids for every single week next summer. Isn’t that exciting? Even if nobody else bids, you are guaranteed to raise over two hundred thousand dollars. You are becoming quite a popular little slave girl.”
Faith groaned. How could her mother think that she could possibly, even remotely, think that she found that exciting?
“By the way,” Jill started again. Faith cringed as she waited for the next revelation from her clueless mother. “The Philpotts have asked to borrow you tonight. I said I’d send you over at around six.”
“But Mom, this is my last night at home,” protested Faith.
“I know, dear,” nodded Jill. “I know that you wanted to serve us for your last night before you went back to school. But they are such dear friends.”
Faith rolled her eyes again. “No, it’s not that. I wanted to spend time with my friends before I left town. Besides, I planned to give myself to them at Thanksgiving to make up for the time they lost during the week when they owned me.”
“Oh, you were, were you?” asked Jill with raised eyebrows. “Well you can do that too. But be sure to clear it with me the next time you decide to be giving your body away. We can’t have you getting double booked. I’ve already given you to the Simses for the week between Christmas and New Years.”
Faith gasped. “Mom, how could you?”
“Relax, sweetie,” Jill replied. “It was the least I could do. After all, they did spend a lot of money for you this summer. And besides, they’ll own me too for that week.”
Faith just groaned again and shook her head in disbelief.
“I guess I should start working now to make sure I have a slave girl of my own for that week,” said Jack.
“Yes, you should,” agreed Jill. “I’ll arrange for Jessica. After all, we gave her Faith for Christmas last year.”
“Am I going to be a Christmas present again this year?” asked Faith.
“Yes, love,” replied Jill. “We both are. We’ll spend Christmas morning here and then deliver ourselves to Phil and Barbara as their Christmas presents. And we’ll enjoy the New Year celebration with them before we return home on New Years day.”
The next Day, Faith was back in her car, speeding down the highway toward her college. She never would have believed that she would look forward to being in school. But after the lunacy of the summer, she couldn’t wait to sit her butt in an uncomfortable chair and listen to a boring lecture. It would be divine.
She served her time as the Philpott’s sex toy the evening before. This visit was a little different from past visits with the Philpotts. She kind of enjoyed it, actually. Tom was clearly her master. But Jessica was not her mistress. Instead, the beautiful Mrs. Philpott was her slave sister. This was a new twist. She and Jessica had both been subs at her parents’ party earlier in the summer. But they had been used separately that time. This time was different.
Faith was told to leave her clothes in the kitchen once she arrived. Then, a naked Faith padded into the living room behind her master for the night. Kneeling in the center of the carpet was a very naked Jessica. The only clothing that she wore was a collar.
Tom locked the steel collar from earlier in the summer around Faith’s neck and then instructed her to kneel beside her slave sister. Then he guided them through a series of activities. Any fantasy that he had about girl/girl sex came to light and was acted out by the two lovelies.
He had them face each other until their nipples touched. Then he just watched the two female forms touching so lightly and so intimately. He had them kiss and enjoyed the way their breasts squashed together. He had them caress each other’s bodies, which they did gladly and with enthusiasm.
He was enjoying the scene so much that he was getting overheated and needed relief. He had them crawl to him and service him with their mouths. They started by kissing the head of the cock together and running their tongues down each side of the shaft. They frequently paused in their chore to kiss one another and at one point he had to remind them of their assignment.
Jessica was the first one to wrap her lips around the cock and she let it slide deep into her mouth. She did one stroke and then Faith took over. They alternated back and forth, engulfing the shaft and then relinquishing it to the slave sister. All the while, they were fondling and caressing each other’s bodies. The erotic sights of the two beautiful slave girls and the stimulation to his cock soon overwhelmed him. He erupted into Jessica’s mouth and she sucked on the shaft until it stopped spewing it seed. But she didn’t swallow.
Instead, she pulled her head back, letting the cock slide from her lips. She kissed Faith, holding her in an embrace and pushed the sperm from her mouth into Faith’s. Faith accepted the salty load readily and held it in her mouth. Then they passed it back and forth several times until Jessica had it in her mouth once again. She pushed back on Faith’s shoulders until the younger girl was lying on her back with Jessica lying on top of her.
Jessica held her head above Faith’s and smiled. Faith realized what Jessica was about to do and opened her mouth wide. Jessica then parted her lips slightly and let her husband’s seed dribble into her slave sister’s mouth. “Swallow it,” Jessica said once all of the sperm was deposited in Faith’s mouth.
Faith gladly swallowed the entire load and received another steamy kiss from Jessica as her reward. Then, Tom was ready for the next act in his pornographic play.
The two girls were positioned by the master. Again, Faith was on her back on the floor. Jessica was placed above her facing the opposite direction. Upon his command, they started licking and sucking on one another’s pussies as he had them sixty nine together. Jessica was the first to climax and he commanded them to keep going. Faith climaxed shortly later.
“Continue,” he said. By now, he was hard again and he knelt behind his wife. With one swift push, he entered her completely, drawing a gasp out of her as she felt completely filled. He stroked slowly, wanting it to last. He loved the slurping sounds that they made and reveled in the little moans and coos that they emitted. They each had another orgasm and he told them to continue. Jessica finally erupted in her third orgasm and he followed shortly behind, filling his wife’s pussy with his sperm.
He pulled out as the slurping continued. “Clean her out, girl,” he told Faith. Faith’s tongue swiped through Jessica’s petals as she saw the white sticky fluid starting to ooze out. She slurped and sucked, tasting the salty fluid. And she continued to swallow as Jessica’s tongue and lips continued to assault her sex. By the time Faith achieved her third orgasm of the evening, she had two servings of sperm in her belly.
Tom needed time to recover but he was not about to let the two beauties rest. There were at least two more acts in his play. “Faith, come.”
The two girls had been snuggling together on the carpet, enjoying the warm afterglow of their orgasms. Faith heard the command and quickly disentangled herself from Jessica. “Yes, Master.”
“Over my knee, girl,” said Tom in the most commanding voice that he could muster.
Faith quickly laid her body over his knee, with her bottom sticking up vulnerably. “Have I been bad, Master?” she asked, knowing that she was about to be spanked or paddled but also knowing that she had not done anything to misbehave. She knew that he was going to be spanking her just for his entertainment.
He ran his hand over the smooth, firm globes of flesh that were being presented to him. The girl was totally flawless. “No, girl. You have been very, very good. This is just for my amusement.”
Then, without warning, he brought his hand down swiftly for the first spank. It was not all that hard but it still drew a yelp from Faith as she was caught by surprise.
Jessica rolled onto her side and propped her head up on her hand to watch the spanking of her slave sister. Faith’s arms were extended with her palms on the floor as she held herself up and in position. Her toes were off the ground and her breasts dangled deliciously, jiggling with each stroke.
Faith received a dozen strikes. Her bottom had turned a nice shade of pink by the time he was finished. And Faith could feel his cock stirring as its head started rubbing against her denuded pubic mound.
“Jessica, it’s your turn now,” he announced once he had finished with Faith. Faith stood up and reached behind her, rubbing her butt which was warm to the touch. Jessica spread herself across her husband’s lap and Faith lay down on the carpet to watch.
“Gosh, she’s beautiful,” thought Faith; perfect skin, perfect ass, perfect legs, tight tiny waist, gorgeous face, and breasts that defined the ideal. At least they were ideal in Faith’s mind. And then she shook her head to clear her mind. “Wow! I’m really changed if I’m admiring another woman’s body now,” she thought.
She listened to and watched the spanks raining down on Jessica’s behind. Faith lost track of the count but she was sure her slave sister was receiving more than she did. Jessica wiggled in her master’s lap and yelped and moaned as her bottom turned pinker and pinker. She also noticed that Tom’s cock was now fully erect and was as hard as steel at this point.
Eventually, Tom grew tired of reddening the bottoms of his girls and decided to move on to the final act of his play. He had Jessica lie on the dining room table and spread her legs widely. Then he had Faith stand between her legs.
“Lick her,” he told Faith. Faith quickly complied and bent over at the waist, fluttering her tongue over Jessica’s sex. Tom stood to the side and watched the excitingly lewd act.
“Put a finger in her,” he commanded. Again, Faith quickly complied. She extended her index finger and then slowly pumped it in and out of her slave sister.
“Another finger,” he said. She put her middle finger alongside the index finger and moved them in and out of Jessica. Tom watched his wife becoming fidgety. He reached out and rested his hand on one of her breasts and squeezed it softly.
“Another finger.” Faith now had three fingers gliding in and out of Jessica as she kept fluttering her tongue over the older girl’s clit.
“Another finger.” Faith gasped as she realized where this was heading. She had been fisted before but she had never fisted anyone else. She wasn’t sure if she could do this or exactly how to do it.
“Master?” said Jessica, raising her head as she too figured out what was about to happen to her.
“Hush, girl,” answered Tom as he gave the breast that he had been kneading a hard swat. The breast bounced wildly on Jessica’s chest and she emitted a yelp.
“Now the thumb.” Faith groaned but tucked her thumb alongside the fingers and moved them all slowly in and out. She cold feel the girl’s sex tightening around her knuckles as she pushed inward.
“Master!” gasped Jessica in a panic.
He swatted the other breast and then the first one and then gave each two more blows, keeping the firm globes animated.
“All the way in now.” Faith groaned again. She could not believe this was happening. But she did obey and start pushing. There was a lot of resistance from Jessica’s tight channel but there was plenty of lubrication from Jessica’s highly aroused state. Finally, Faith’s hand popped through to the sounds of Jessica groaning.
Faith was amazed. She stopped her tongue for a moment and looked at her wrist disappearing into the woman’s body. She moved her fingers and could feel the wet warmth of Jessica’s sweet cavern of honey. She stroked the supple vaginal walls with her fingertips, feeling them yielding to her touch. She heard Jessica moan and looked up across the beautiful body.
Tom was gripping Jessica’s nipples and stretching them upward, tightening the breasts into conical shapes. Jessica’s body was coated with a light sheen of perspiration as her body was used and toyed with.
Faith lowered her head and returned her tongue to the juicy clit of the captive woman. No sooner did her tongue make contact with the clit than Jessica’s body tensed and she let out a loud groan. Faith felt her neighbor’s sex tighten around her hand and wrist as the intense orgasm raced through Jessica’s body.
As soon as Jessica started to return to normal, Faith started to extract her hand.
“Stop,” commanded Tom. “Leave it in there. You aren’t finished playing with my new toy.”
“Yes, Master,” replied Faith as she pushed her partially revealed hand back into Jessica, eliciting another moan.
Tom released the nipples, letting the stretched breasts fall back into their original shape. Faith glanced up again, seeing that the nipples were stiff and still very elongated. Tom moved behind Faith and, with one thrust, fully embedded himself in her sex, causing her to suck in her breath.
Faith was licking the succulent clit again, occasionally sucking on it and pulsing it between her lips. Her fingers were once again moving inside of Jessica, probing and exploring the hidden, dark recesses.
“Form a fist, girl,” ordered Tom.
“Yes, Master,” replied Faith as she complied.
“Now pump it in and out,” was the next command.
Faith started moving her fist forward and back, seeing more of her wrist disappearing and then partially emerging. Her wrist was shiny with Jessica’s copious lubrication.
“Faster,” said Tom. “Harder.”
Faith sped up the actions as she continued to flutter her tongue over the clit before her face.
“Harder, “commanded Tom. “Punch into her.”
Faith sped up more and extended her reach. She felt her fist come into contact with her friend’s cervix and heard Jessica cry out from the pain she had caused. She felt Tom’s cock speed up inside of her and cried out as the long shaft punched against her own cervix. Jessica tensed again and groaned as Faith’s tongue and repeated punching of her cervix overwhelmed her with the combination of pain and pleasure and sent her over the edge again into orgasm. Faith watched Jessica’s belly quivering and her arms twitching almost as if she was having convulsions.
“Once more,” Tom instructed Faith. Faith couldn’t believe the command. She was starting to worry about Jessica’s health and safety. The last orgasm had obviously been intense. The next one might kill her.
“Master, please,” begged Jessica. “No more. Please.”
Tom leaned down over Faith’s back with his cock still fully impaling her. He extended one arm and again swatted Jessica’s breasts multiple times until she stopped begging and complaining.
“Wow!” thought Faith as she sucked Jessica’s clit back between her lips. “This is getting pretty intense!”
“I want to see that fist moving,” said Tom. “Push it up. Let me see you push out her belly.”
Faith did her best to comply and pushed her fist outward. She couldn’t see any change in the older girl’s belly but Tom must have seen something since he didn’t say anything more. Then she gasped as she felt an oily finger starting to probe her asshole.
“Uh oh,” she breathed.
Her fears were well founded. After plunging his finger into Faith’s rectum several times, he pulled his cock out of her sex and plunged it quickly into her bottom, skewering her with a single stroke. She groaned as she felt herself stretched around the shaft and filled so completely.
She continued to move her fist for a bit and then opened her hand to stroke and probe inside of her neighbor. Her tongue kept fluttering over the clit which was engorged and distended at this point. And she felt the pole continuing to impale her ass and fill her bottom so completely.
Jessica shrieked as her body tensed for a third time. Then her limbs twitched uncontrollably almost as if she was being electrocuted. A moment later, Tom grunted and tensed and stopped moving. Faith knew that her bowels were being filled with his seed.
“Stop now,” Tom finally commanded. Both Faith and Jessica breathed a sigh of relief. Tom finally softened and slid out of Faith’s ass. Then he commanded his limp wife to get between Faith’s legs and bring her to orgasm. They were all spent after that and fell asleep in a tangle of limbs.
This morning, she said goodbye to two families, although the two goodbyes were remarkably similar. She woke up in the arms of the Philpotts who were already awake. She asked that she be allowed to use the bathroom and a naked Jessica led Faith by the leash into the adjoining bath. Jessica stood there, as if supervising, as Faith used the toilet, brushed her teeth, and then combed out her hair. Then Jessica led the girl back to the bed.
Her final moments with the Philpotts were in a threesome. Jessica and Faith were sixty nining with Jessica on the bottom. Tom was behind Faith, pounding his cock into her. It was not tender love making. It was more like sex on a schedule. All participants knew that Faith did not have much time before she left for school. They climaxed almost at the same time but the whole episode only lasted about fifteen minutes. This was far different from the normal, leisurely hours-long fucks that she was used to with the Philpotts.
Once again, she lost track of the times that she climaxed in the arms of the dreamy Mr. Philpott and the beautiful, beautiful Jessica during her visit. She told them of her desire to be their girl over Thanksgiving break. She would have preferred to surprise them but she was afraid that they might make out of town plans if they didn’t know. They assured her that they would be in town and that they were looking forward to claiming her as their girl again.
Jessica got dressed and then led her naked charge across the yards. Thankfully, Faith did not see any neighbors out and about. Jessica handed the leash to Jill who then led the naked girl up to the master bedroom where Jack was still sleeping.
Once again, Faith found herself in a threesome with her mother on the bottom as they sixty nined. Jack pounded his cock into his daughter’s sex which was already well lubricated by his neighbor’s sperm, although Faith never needed extra lubrication, he knew. Once again, it was fast and furious and the three of them climaxed together.
Then Faith showered, dressed and got into her car. She backed out of the driveway and waved to her parents before starting her journey back to college.
Faith made a mental note as she sped along the Interstate to call her mother in a week to make sure the password to the website was changed. And she wanted to get the new password herself. There was no way that she would share the pictures with her friends. But she might want to relive some of her experiences on lonely nights when she was finished with her studies.
She focused on the road. And she tried to figure out what to say when one of her friends asked her how she spent her summer vacation.
The End
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