Our New Toy
Part 09
By
Norm DePloom
I was awakened in the wee hours of the morning by a gentle shake and a
soft 'Master?' Opening my eyes I saw Patsy kneeling beside the bed, her silk
chain stretched to its full length but still attached at both ends.
"Please Master?" She begged obviously in some great need.
"What is it Ancillula?" I asked coming out of a sound sleep.
"I have to go to the Bathroom." Patsy responded with obvious
embarrassment. I got out of bed and, without bothering to cover my own nude
body, I untied the red silk ribbon that chained her red silk leg-iron to the
foot of the bed then, after retying one end of it to Patsy's red silk collar, I
used it as a leash to lead her through the house and out the sliding glass door
onto our small enclosed patio. Patsy's worried look turned to one of pure panic
when I opened the redwood gate leading from our private patio to the common
grassy area between the two-story apartment buildings. After leading her to the
center of the yard I stood and watched her patiently as she rocked back and
forth from foot to foot. Finally her need overcame her embarrassment and,
squatting in front of me, she visibly relaxed her body to allow the stream to
flow with an audible hiss.
While she relieved the pent up pressure in her bladder Patsy watched as
my organ, not more than two inches in front of her eyes twitched and began
growing noticeably. I rocked my hips forward until the tip of my rapidly
growing member touched her lips. A shiver ran down Patsy's body. A sound
combining a moan and a whimper escaped from her slowly parting lips as she
welcomed me into her warm mouth. I watched her nipples grow hard and crinkly in
the cool night air as she clumsily worked her lips and tongue around my growing
erection. I stroked Patsy's hair like I would have petted a loyal dog as I
filled her mouth with my still growing manhood.
"Just imagine-" I said placing a hand on each side of her head while I
gently pushed further into her mouth. "-that it's just one of hundreds, that
have been pushed through the glory hole, and that you have sucked, not knowing
who they belong to." A deep moan of anticipation, mixed with dread, vibrated
against my invading organ.
"Just think-" I continued, pushing myself deeper into Patsy's mouth only
backing off slightly when she gagged. "-after a couple of days in that little
booth and you'll never be able to look at a man without wondering if he's
already pumped a load down your throat." I could feel Patsy trembling with
both fear and anticipation.
"There is a new rule you must remember." I spoke to Patsy softly as I
stroked myself in and out of her wet mouth. "If a man cums in your mouth then,
unless instructed otherwise, swallow every drop. If he cums anywhere else on
your body-" I continued as I held her head with my left and stroked myself
with my right hand. "-then you will leave it where it lands." As if on cue I
erupted on the word 'lands', and my first spurt landed on the bridge of her
nose, right between her eyes. I heard a soft 'ah-hm' from behind me while I
admired the way my creamy-white cum slowly oozed down Patsy's upturned face and
turned to see a neighbor couple, obviously arriving home late from some social
engagement, standing hand in hand watching the 'show'.
"That looks like fun." The woman said with a saucy smile on her face. I
could feel Patsy trying to hide behind my legs and gently moved her around into
full view.
"Yes,-" I responded. "-it was quite fun."
"Is this your new toy?" The man asked, not taking his eyes off Patsy's
hard-nippled breasts.
"Yes it is." I replied putting my hand on the back of Patsy's head in a
re-assuring manner. "When her training is more complete we'll invite you over."
I could feel Patsy's whole body trembling in a combination of fear and shame as
he couple bid us 'good-night' and walked on down the walkway toward their
apartment.
"Back in the house." I announced after watching the couple disappear
into their front door. I noticed tears and cum rolling down Patsy's cheeks as I
walked her back into the bedroom and tied the red silk ribbon to the foot of the
bed.
"In the morning-" I told Patsy as I climbed into the bed and snuggled up
to Nancy's naked body. "-we will give you your first lesson in the proper
techniques for pleasuring a man orally. I dozed off wondering if the gentle
sobs coming from the foot of the bed were caused by my implied dissatisfaction
with her untrained oral skills, or from her first experience being used solely
for the sexual pleasure of a man. Probably both. I do know that I was
beginning to feel slightly aroused listening to her cry as I fell asleep.
"Wakee wakee." I said to Nancy gently pinching her nipples until she
finally stirred and, rolling over to face me, cupped my testicles and gave them
a gentle squeeze.
"Good morning-" Nancy replied sleepily. "-isn't it a little early to be
dragging me out of bed?" She finished after glancing at the clock. "Unless, of
course, you have plans to ravish me then let me sleep until noon." Nancy added
with a hopeful tone and another squeeze.
"Neither of the above." I answered continuing to pinch her easily
excited nipples. "The burdens of slave ownership await our attention." I
kissed Nancy gently on the forehead before continuing. "I think we should give
our little plaything a lesson in how to orally gratify the male organ before we
dress her and send her off to school."
"Oh?" Nancy asked mischievously as her sleepy expression was replaced
by a large grin. "She seems to be exceptionally talented when it comes to
gratifying a woman orally." A questioning look spread over Nancy's face.
"Exactly when did you discover her inadequacy in this area?" Her grip on my
anatomy became almost but not quit painful. "Tell me everything if you want to
keep these." She finished with a laugh. As I told Nancy about my little
adventure outside with Patsy during the night I twisted around on the bed and,
after untying the silk ribbon chaining our slave to the foot of the bed gave her
naked body a nudge.
"Go get my video camera from the front room and bring it to me."
"Yes Master." Patsy said, acknowledging my order as she rubbed the sleep
from her eyes and walking from the room.
"Poor girl." Nancy commented when I finished my quick recitation of the
previous night's events. "Making her perform like that the first time, then
telling her she's no good at it." Nancy paused to shake her head with her own
melodramatic flair. "Don't worry-" She continued holding up her hand with her
palm towards me. "-I'll help repair the damage-" Nancy's face brightened like
she had just had a brilliant idea. "-maybe, if you leave her here at home, just
the two of us, all day, I might be able to repair the damage you've done to her
poor fragile ego."
"Yea, right-" I said giving one of Nancy's nipples a little extra twist.
"-if I left the two of you home alone all day the only thing we'd end up with is
four pair of swollen sore, over-used lips." Nancy laughed as we both turned to
watch our naked slave walk towards us carrying my video camera.
"Now you go back out of the room-" I instructed Patsy after taking the
video camera from her outstretched hand. "-and, when I tell you to, I want you
to walk back into the room." I positioned myself, reclining on the bed with my
head and shoulders slightly raised by a couple of pillows.
"Now walk into the room." I instructed Patsy after positioning the
camera and focusing past my erection and sighting along my slightly parted legs
to the doorway. "Smile-" I continued my instruction as Patsy crossed the room
towards the bed. "-lick your lips and look directly into the lens while you
walk...make it sexy-" The embarrassed red glow coming from he top half of
Patsy's body could be seen easily on the small monitor of my video camera. In
spite of this embarrassment, Patsy was obviously turned on by this display of
her naked body and walked toward the bed with slow sensuous, cat-like movements.
"-now continue to stare into the lens while you climb onto the bed and crawl up
between my legs...excellent, excellent-" I encouraged her. "-without taking
your eyes from the lens run your tongue up and down the shaft."
Nancy shifted on the bed and her head and hands came into the picture on
the camera monitor. I continued to tape the action as Nancy gave Patsy her
first real lesson on male anatomy. Nancy caressed every part of Patsy's nude
body as she carefully pointed out each sensitive spot on my erect penis and
explained the best way to stimulate it. The lesson ended with Nancy's advice on
how to get past the gag reflex and allow the man to penetrate into her throat.
"When he cums-" Nancy instructed as my orgasm approached. "-hold it in
your mouth without swallowing" Nancy continued to kiss and caress Patsy as she
worked her mouth up and down my turgid shaft. I continued to film as I filled
her mouth with my warm liquid protein.
"Now-" Nancy finished her directions. "-let him slip from your mouth
without loosing any of it." I caught it on tape as Patsy slowly raised her
head, her lips tightly closed, and only a small creamy-white trickle running
from the corner of her mouth.
"Come here." Nancy ordered, bringing their lips together and forcing her
tongue into Patsy's mouth. I zoomed in for a close-up of their mouths mashed
against each other and caught the glistening evidence of my just completed
orgasm coating their lips and running down their chins.
As I continued to tape Nancy moved herself into a sixty-nine position on
top of Patsy. I zoomed in first on Nancy's mouth, her tongue snaking its way
deeply inside Patsy, then panned down their firm beautiful intertwined naked
bodies to zoom in on Patsy doing the same to Nancy. I had to admit that my wife
was correct, Patsy did seem to have a natural talent when it came to pleasing
other women. I continued taping until their bodies, after clenching together
and rocking in unison for several minutes, their squeals of orgasmic joy muffled
by each other's crotches, relaxed and rolled apart to lie side by side, head to
foot, with arms and legs still entwined, their legs open and their vaginas wet
and open to my probing camera lens.
"Now-" Nancy instructed Patsy as she sat up and disentangled their arms
and legs after several minutes spent catching their breaths. "-go kneel before
your Master and humbly thank him for allowing you the honor of giving him
pleasure with your mouth and receiving his manly essence in your unworthy body."
Sitting on the edge of the bed I continued to tape as Patsy climbed off the bed
then, after walking around to my side, knelt, still naked, and, staring directly
into the camera lens repeated, as best she could and with reasonable solemnity
the message her Mistress had instructed her to say. Then she spontaneously and
very endearingly leaned forward and placed a gentle closed lip kiss right on the
slit at the top of the helmet shaped head of my organ.
"I want to make sure you realize-" Nancy said, setting beside me and
gently stroking Patsy's hair. "-that even though you are still a virgin your
master's cum is now inside your un-penetrated pussy." The two women smirked at
each other like they had just completed some secret plot to circumvent my
desires.
"Come on-" I said taking Patsy by her shoulders and lifting her to her
feet. "-it's time to dress you for school." I positioned Patsy in the middle of
the room then sat back down on the edge of the bed. "what-" I addressed Nancy
after taking a few moments to enjoy the view of Patsy's naked body, and the
bright red face that accompanied Patsy's suppression of her desire to cover
herself. "-have you chosen for our little slave girl to wear to school today?"
"We'll start with the basics." Nancy announced as she opened one of her
dresser drawers and pulling out a black bra. "The school dress code requires
girls to wear bras-" Nancy explained to Patsy as she slipped the bra straps up
her arms and onto her shoulders. "-but no where in the dress code does it say
that the bra has to cover the nipples." Nancy stepped aside allowing me to see
Patsy wearing a 'natural look' bra that left Patsy's nipples as well as her
ample aureoles exposed. I watched as her nipples crinkled and hardened in spite
of her bright red cheeks.
"Of course the only proper dress for a sex slave is a collar and wrist
cuffs-" Nancy announced as she pushed a small stool into the center of the
room. "-but if they must be clothed then they must wear a garter-" Nancy
continued as she hooked the garter belt and stepped aside leaving it riding low
on Patsy's hips with the straps resting enticingly on her thighs. "-and
stockings." Nancy finished, handing Patsy a pair of black silk stockings and
indicating that she should sit on the stool and put them on while we watched.
Patsy's blush spread down to the tops of her breasts as she sat on the low stool
and pulled the stockings up her legs.
"Come here." Nancy ordered as soon as Patsy's legs were covered with
silk. Nancy and I fastened the tops of the stockings to the garter belt then
took a few minutes to run our hands over her firm silk covered thighs.
"The dress code-" Nancy announced moving Patsy back to the center of the
room and pushing the stool out of the way. "-specifically states that girls
must wear panties." What Nancy pulled from her drawer looked more like two
rubber bands hooked together than like any pair of panties I'd ever seen before.
"Come over here." I ordered Patsy after Nancy had helped her into her
'panties'. Closer examination revealed my initial impression was essentially
correct. The 'panties' consisted of one black elastic band that circled her
hips a half inch below the garter belt. Another thin black elastic band was
attached to the first band in the front then, after running between Patsy's
thighs, attached to the first band again just above the Patsy's butt crack.
When she put the 'panties' on our slave, Nancy had insured that the band which
ran between her legs was nestled between her tender young inner lips, and that
two small knotted 'rosebuds' that could be slipped along the band were placed
one directly on top of her clitoris, which was already swelling in response to
the pressure, and the other over that delicate, crinkled opening nestled between
her butt cheeks.
"That-" I said spreading Patsy's thighs for a better view from the rear.
"-can only be described as deliciously obscene."
"Thank you, thank you." Nancy said taking a deep bow. "I had them made
to my exacting specifications." I could tell from the way she held herself
that Patsy thought her humiliation had reached a new high. I could also see
that every step sent a thrill through her clitoris.
"Here is your blouse." Nancy announced matter-of-factly as she handed
Patsy a blouse that while not as obscenely see through as the one we had dressed
her in that first day, was thin enough and sheer enough to show the outline of
her hard crinkled nipples.
"And your skirt." The skirt was just barely long enough and the slit in
the front just barely short enough to pass muster.
"Last but hardly least, your shoes." Nancy handed Patsy a pair of high
heels considerably higher than any she had ever worn before, then held Patsy's
hand to help her balance as Patsy put on the shoes and took her first
experimental steps.
"Perfect-" I announced. "-you look like the school slut out to get
herself gang-fucked by the football squad." Patsy, not unexpectedly, burst
into tears. "The red silk collar, manacles, and leg irons add just the right
'please fuck me' touch to the ensemble." Nancy gave me a dirty look the put her
arm around Patsy's shoulder to comfort her.
"He didn't really mean that,-" Nancy assured Patsy drying the tears from
her eyes. "-but I'll bet that every boy who sees you in school today will think
of nothing but fucking you until they get home and jerk-off while they imagine
you riding them hard." For some reason that only increased Patsy's tear
production.
"Now-" Nancy continued as she walked towards the end of the bed where I
was setting, drawing Patsy along with her. "-kneel" Nancy indicated a spot on
the floor in front of us as she sat down beside me.
"Careful-" Nancy continued as Patsy lowered herself onto her knees.
"-don't get a run in those expensive silk hose."
"Before we drive you to school-" I began our instructions for Patsy's
behavior. "-we want to make certain that you understand what is expected of you
during your last week, week and a half of high school."
"Yes Master." Patsy replied still sniffing back tears, her body
trembling with fear or anticipation, or maybe both.
"First-" I began ticking the rules off on my fingers. "-and most
important, your collar, manacles and leggings must not be taken off for any
reason whatsoever." I paused to look into Patsy's face to make sure she
understood our instructions. I was pleased to see the very serious and somber
expression on her face.
"If anyone asks you about them-" Nancy continued our instruction.
"-just say that your new owners told you to wear them." Patsy bit her lower
lip, obviously disturbed by the idea that she might have to mention 'owners' to
the other kids at school.
"You will participate in gym class-" I said taking over again. "-and if
anyone asks you about your underwear, or your hairless crotch, you will give
them the same answer, 'My new owners told me to'." Patsy's body was beginning
to tremble with the knowledge that, before the day was out, everyone at school
would know that she had 'owners'.
"And trust me-" I continued gently holding her head with a hand on each
of her cheeks. "-we will know if you do not follow these instructions-" I
paused to let that sink in. "-and if you disobey us in any way your punishment
will be far worse than a paddling in the park."
"Time for school." I announced standing up and pulling Patsy to her
feet.
