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Cindy
The weeks went by. Julie and I would go out to dinner or drinks once or twice a week. The vanilla times with Julie made me realize I was falling in love with her and no matter what she did to me I had to be with her. These nights almost always ended with me on my knees servicing her. Sometimes she would release and stroke my desperate cock but most of the time she ignored it. A few times Julie would not invite me in. She would give me one of her smoldering kisses and bid me on my way. When I was servicing Julie she constantly taunted and verbally teased me. “Wow, that was a great orgasm.” Do you remember how they feel?” “Your getting good at that, too bad you will never feel my mouth again,” Maybe next week I'll let you cum, maybe.” Once I saw Julie in the cafe where we met.
“Nice shoes, mind if I join you.” Julie laughed and we shared a cup of coffee together. Looking around, Julie said follow me. We walked down the hall and Julie opened the ladies room door and pulled me in. She locked the door and pushed me to my knees, lifted her skirt and pulled my face into her panties.
“Keep that mouth closed.” Julie said and help my head under her skirt for a couple of minutes.
“There sweetie, think about me today will you?”
I was at Julie's almost every weekend, either Saturday or Sunday. These days were total hell for me. Julie exercised her favorite activity, mercilessly tormenting me. She would tie me to the bed most times, and to the wall a few. She loved to see if she could make me cry from frustration. She usually succeeded. She always dressed the role to further torment me. She loved to dress in different teasing styles, “fashion shows” she called it. Everything from a strict governess to a business suit, to a schoolgirl, complete with pleaded skirt, halter top and high heels, and of course lingerie, Julie had lots of sexy lingerie. A typical day would find me being teased for a couple of hours then Julie would take her pleasure, either by her hand but usually with my mouth. I would lick her beautiful ass while she played with my nipples. Then she would ride my face to orgasm. She would take a break, leaving me for maybe an hour or so with her juices on my face and return to start the torment all over again. A couple times she would not let me taste her at all, masturbating the whole day instead and just showing me what she refused to let me have. That was horrible. Once she said she wanted ti kiss my cock all day, that's how much she loved it. She painted her lips a deep red and did just that, planted kiss after kiss on my cock and balls, but never used her tongue or stroked. I watched all afternoon and she kept kissing and never really stimulated my needy cock to the point of orgasm. By the end of the afternoon my cock was covered in her lipstick and she just locked it up. Another time she kissed and stroked me everywhere all day, everywhere except my cock which she completely ignored. I beg and pleaded my heart out that day to no avail. Sometimes Julie would tie me down and let me know her intentions. “You're not going to spurt today sweetie. Awww, too bad baby.” I would have to endure the day knowing there was no hope of release. Other times she would not say anything until much later. “Want to cum now baby, how long has it been? Nope, not today I'm afraid.” She might tease me a little more or just lock me up. She never seemed to tire of her favorite activity and many times I knew I would rather have been in some Amazon's dungeon getting the shit whipped out of me than endure Julie's tormenting talents. Twice though, she stroked me to an absolutely mind blowing orgasm. I had known Julie about five months now and she had allowed me three orgasms. I had had one final blowjob and two by her hands, and of course had not been allowed to enter her once.
One Sunday I entered and started stripping. I noticed Julie standing reading a book wearing shorts, a T-shirt, and sneakers.
“Oh, honey, I started reading this book and just can't put it down. Well, come on.” Julie led me into her bedroom and quickly strapped me to the wall. She pulled up a chair, unlocked me and started reading. She would reach over and stroke me until I was rock hard, then go back to reading. Every once in a while she would reach back over and stroke or jerk me to ensure I stayed hard. In between chapters she would lick and kiss my cock a little. After several hours she finished the book, stood up, stretched and passionately kissed me for a long time. Then she locked me up and off I went.
One day Julie called and told me to be at her place Saturday evening at seven. She told me to make sure I was well rested because I was going to have a long night. I was a little apprehensive as I had not been allowed release for over three weeks and it sounded like she had special plans.
Saturday found me strapped to the wall. Julie worked me into a frenzy.
“I am having a guest tonight sweetheart.” My heart sunk. I was going to be forced to watch Julie's lovemaking or perhaps even be double teamed. Either way, relief was doubtful.
“You remember me talking about the third person I tried to make my toy?”
“Yes, Miss Julie.”
Well my friend Elizabeth owns her now and has allowed her to visit me tonight. Her name is Cindy. I think she is still somewhat in love with me and I love her dearly. She is a total lesbian and a total submissive. I wanted you here to help in her humiliation and to see a side of me you haven't seen. You see, I am a little different in my domination of women. I'm afraid I can get a bit nasty. Cindy absolutely loves it. Elizabeth gives her plenty of what she needs but I miss her sometimes and I know she misses me also so Elizabeth arranged for her to come over once in a while. I have known Elizabeth for many years and we are great friends. And yes, that's all we are, friends. When I had to let Cindy go she was devastated, so much so that I was concerned. The solution was to introduce her to Elizabeth. It worked out well. Now, I expect you to be well behaved and silent tonight.”
“Yes Mill Julie, I'll be good for you.”
“I know you will, or I'll gag you and stretch you as tight as I can.”
“Julie left the room. A while later I heard someone at the door. I heard talking, too low to make out, in the living room. Once I heard what sounded like a loud smack, then some whimpering. I heard someone who I assumed was Elizabeth leave. About a half hour later Julie appeared wearing only a pair of black high heel pumps. She carried a leash and I saw Cindy being led in by a collar. She was totally nude and her hand were secured behind her back with leather cuffs that attached up to her collar by a connected strap. She was a demure girl, short and slim. She had short blond hair and a pretty face. She wore nipple rings and her pussy was clean shaven. The contract between Julie towering over her in her high heels was stark. She gasped when she saw me.
“Yes Cindy, this is Stan. Stan is going to watch us tonight.” Cindy was visibly upset. “Let go over and say hello shall we? On your knees.”
Julie pulled a reluctant Cindy in front of me.
“Say hello Cindy.” With her head down Cindy meekly said, “Hello Sir.”
“No Cindy, just Stan.”
“Hello Stan.”
“Very good. Now suck his cock like the slut you are.”
“Please Miss Julie, please nooo.” Cindy was really upset now. She obviously was revolted by the idea.
“DO IT. NOW SLUT.” Julie shouted. It was the first time I had ever heard her raise her voice. “If you don't take that cock deep in your mouth you will be very, very sorry.”
Cindy, now on the verge of tears leaned in and took my rock hard cock in her mouth. Although I felt a little sorry for her I welcomed her mouth. I had feared that I may never feel a woman's mouth again. After weeks of denial it didn't take long before I was on edge.
“Suck it whore.” Julie hissed.
Julie was going to make her swallow my cum! She was being cruel and humiliating Cindy so that must be it. I felt my orgasm building at the thought. Just then Julie tugged on the leash. My straining cock popped out of Cindy's mouth.
“No way boy.” Julie smiled wickedly at me.
“Lick his balls slut.” Julie pushed Cindy's face close. While Cindy licked my balls Julie continued to berate her, calling her a little slut cocksucker, ball licker. and on and on. This went quite a while and Cindy was crying. Finally Julie tugged on the leash.
“Enough, dicksucking whore, get over here.” Julie pulled the crawling slavegirl over to the side of the bed.
“Look at me. You are going to please me well tonight aren't you slut.”
“Yes Miss Julie.”
“Well, I think I should give you a taste of what will happen if you don't, shouldn't I?” Cindy nodded her head, somewhat enthusiastically.
“Yes, Miss Julie, I do.”
“Get over my knee.” Cindy jumped up and draped her body over one of Julie's knees. Julie wrapped the other leg over Cindy's and reached on the table next to her to pick up her hairbrush.
“This is just a sample of what you are going to get if you displease me in the slightest.”
WHACK, WHACK, WHACK! Julie spanked hard and fast. After ten or so steady hard swats, Cindy started yelping and squirming. Julie didn't let up. Cindy started really squirming but she was no match for Julie. She started bawling. OH, MISS JULIE, MISS JULIE Cindy yelled over and over between sobs but never once asked Julie to stop. After what must have been sixty blows Julie let up and pushed Cindy down.
“ON YOUR KNEES!” Cindy got up still sobbing hard.
“Am I going to have to do that again?” Julie shook her head no, trying but not able to get words out.
“ I better not.” Julie stood and took Cindy by one ear. She led the crying girl over and pushed her face in the corner. “Thank you (sniff) Miss, Jul..(sob) Julie.” Cindy struggled to get the words out. “Your very welcome pain slut.” Julie left the room.
I looked over at Cindy kneeling in the corner with a very red ass and listened to her sobs quiet.
Julie entered the room after a while, walked over and pulled the now quiet girl over to the bed by the leash.
“Start at my feet. you know what to do cuntlicker.” Cindy bent and started licking Julie's shoes. Without being told she slowly moved up Julie's legs and finally to her pussy. She had obviously been trained as I had. Julie laid back and Cindy licked her to several orgasms. After a while Julie pushed Cindy's head away and walked over to the table to pick up a book. She laid down on the bed on her stomach. Cindy did not have to be told what to do. She buried her face in Julie's lovely ass. For the next few hours Julie read her book as Cindy licked. Julie would shift and move in the bed to get comfortable. Cindy would follow always trying to keep her face in Julie's ass.
Julie closed her book and rolled over. Cindy licked her to another powerful orgasm.
“Alright slut, time to get you ready for bed. Julie undid the collar and cuffs. She positioned Cindy on one side of the bed and handcuffed her hands over her head to the bedpost. Julie walked over to the closet and returned with a wide leather belt.
“Cross them.”
Noooooo Miss Julie, Noooo, please , please, not that, anything, I'll do anything, hogtie me, anything, not this, noooo.. Cindy was half hysterical. She begged and begged and started sobbing.
“CROSS YOUR ANKLES NOW!” Cindy crossed her legs. Julie wrapped the leather belt around her ankles and tighten it, leaving Cindy's legs splayed wide, unable to close.
Julie turned out the light and I could hear her covering them both up. Julie lay beside Cindy. I could hear Cindy sobbing and Julie whispering. Occasionally I could tell Julie was kissing her. Cindy would babble, sob and moan. Her moans would get louder and then change to sobs, over and over. I knew what was happening. Julie was tormenting the poor girl with her hand, kisses and words. I felt truly sorry for Cindy now, knowing what she was going through. She seemed to have a low tolerance for Julie's ministrations. After a very long time Julie stopped and went to sleep. I doubt Cindy did.
Morning came and Julie got Cindy up, untying her hands and legs. Julie went to the closet and returned with several lengths of rope. She began tying Cindy up. Hands went palm to palm behind her back and her elbows were tied tightly together. Rope went around her chest above and below her breasts. A rope was wound around her waist and pulled through her crotch and knotted in front.
“Up.” Julie pulled Cindy by the hair and pushed her down in front of me. Cindy started crying, guessing what was coming.
'OK dicklicker. suck.” Julie held Cindy's hair in her fist and pushed her head back and forth, sometimes pushing Cindy's head until she gagged. Sensing I was about to cum, Julie pulled Cindy's head back and off my cock.
“OPEN.” Julie snatched Cindy's hair hard in her fist and reached down and grabbed my cock. She pumped and it didn't take long before I was letting weeks worth of cum fly. Julie aimed my cock so the cum went in Cindy's mouth.
“Don't you dare spit or swallow.” Now gargle. Come on, I want to hear you gargle that cum like mouthwash bitch.” Cindy was really crying hard now. She gargled the cum as Julie pulled her head back. “Now spit half of it out,” Julie pushed Cindy's head forward and held her had out. Julie took.” the cum and smeared it all over Cindy's face. “Swallow the rest like the cumsucking whore you are.” Cindy's face was covered in cum and tears. Julie then pushed her down and quickly bound her knees and ankles. She then pulled the poor girls ankles up into very tight hogtie and tied the rope off at her elbows.
“I'll be back in a few hours and get you ready for your owner, sperm gut.” Julie looked up at me.
“You will no doubt spend many nights tied just like that dear.” She walked out of the room and shut the door.
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