Part Five: Punishment
Tony, still clad in his shorts, brought the Magister and Angelique wet towels
and the water-beaded pitcher. He filled two glasses with iced tea while they
wiped themselves off. They each drank their glasses down.
'Oh shit,' thought Chastity. 'I'm in serious trouble. They're both drinking that
aphrodisiac stuff...' Tony moved to wipe Chastity with a third towel.
"Leave her," said the Magister. "I want to see how much cum I can soak her
with." Chastity caught a brief glance of anger flashing across Tony's face as he
stepped back.
"Tony, bring me the oil," the Magister added softly. "You know which bottle I
need." Tony's eyes widened. He took the used towels; collected the empty
glasses, then quickly stepped away.
"Angelique," said the Magister, "I want to see Chastity bring you to climax with
her tongue."
'Oh, jeez, I don't know if I can do that,' thought Chastity in dismay.
Angelique smiled and helped Chastity to sit up, facing each other. "Such a
pretty girl," she whispered. Chastity couldn't help but be flattered. Angelique
was the loveliest woman Chastity had ever seen.
Softly, Angelique embraced Chastity, rubbing the points of her pierced, erect
nipples against Chastity's cum spattered breasts. Strangely, Chastity found it
very exciting. Angelique was very beautiful and her lips looked so ... luscious.
Their lips touched. Chastity, still trembling with need and in the throes of the
aphrodisiac, closed her eyes and opened her lips. Tongues entwined, they kissed.
Angelique reached out to stroke Chastity's breasts. Chastity mimicked her and
followed Angelique's lead, stroking as was she stroked, pulling and tugging
gently on the nipples. Angelique sighed with pleasure, then pushed Chastity's
head down.
"Kiss me, suck me..." Angelique whispered and lifted her breast to Chastity's
lips. Chastity took the tender flesh, pierced with the ring, into her mouth and
laved it with her tongue. She could taste the Magister's cum that had rubbed
from her own breasts. She sucked gently, then more firmly. Angelique wrapped her
arms around Chastity, moaning in enjoyment.
Chastity's hand rose to caress the soft full flesh of Angelique's other breast
as she suckled. Her fingers played with the nipple, tugging lightly on the ring.
Angelique whimpered and threw her head back, shuddering. Chastity was pushed
back and Angelique took her mouth in a tender, hungry kiss. Angelique pushed her
back again.
"Darling girl," she sighed. Angelique parted her thighs and encouraged Chastity
to get on her hands and knees before her. "Kiss me here, my sweet," she said,
parting the damp pink folds of her pussy. "Taste me," she whispered.
Chastity found the perfume of the tender sex not unpleasant and somewhat
exciting. She kissed the pink flesh, then her tongue darted out to taste. She
was surprised to find it somewhat salty, musky and sweet at the same time.
Chastity dropped to her elbows and curled her arms around Angelique's thighs.
She used her tongue to explore the richly scented folds.
Vaguely, Chastity could taste Latex from the dildo she had used, but the liquid
pearls of Angelique's enjoyment quickly overwhelmed the slightly bitter flavor.
Chastity found the tiny bud of her clit and sucked gently. Angelique threw back
her head and shuddered, moaning her delight.
Chastity discovered that having Angelique writhing in her arms was curiously
liberating. If she applied her tongue flat and took a long swipe, just so, then
teased the clit, just so, Angelique writhed and cried out. Chastity held
Angelique firmly as she raised her hips again and again to her mouth, listening
to her passionate cries. She burrowed her tongue deep into her cleft, searching
for more of Angelique's sweet pearly essence, determined to bring her to orgasm.
The cushion beneath them shifted. Someone had joined them on the altar.
Angelique curled her hand in Chastity's ponytail to keep her mouth in place.
"Enjoying yourself Angelique?" asked the Magister.
"Very much so." Angelique panted, then whimpered as Chastity nibbled. "She's a
natural... Fuck..." she swore. "I'm right on the edge of cumming."
Chastity felt her ankles gripped, then her legs spread open. Warm muscular and
furred thighs slid between hers. Chastity felt warm hands on her bottom lifting
her, positioning her, then felt something warm and slippery pouring down the
crack of her exposed ass.
Fingers smoothed the thick oily substance over the rose of her anus and into the
intimate folds of her neglected and needy pussy. A finger brushed her clit. She
jolted as lust roared deliciously to avaricious life. Two fingers explored her
dripping depths and Chastity shuddered in reaction. Her denied climax was making
her painfully excited. She writhed and moaned. Her body begged for release.
Angelique, also dancing on the edge, moaned in sympathy.
"Chastity's also ready to cum now," the Magister said softly. "It will be
difficult to hold her off and I'm in no mood to rush." He chuckled. "I guess
I'll have to take preventative measures."
Chastity heard a loud crack, then yelped as she felt a sharp burn on one cheek
of her ass. She tried to pull up her head, but Angelique's grip on her hair was
unrelenting.
'He hit me!' she thought in complete surprise. 'That fucking hurt!' With another
loud crack he smacked the other cheek of her ass. She gasped with the burn. His
fingers dug into the welts he'd delivered and Chastity hissed with pain.
"That ought to hold her off for a while," said the Magister pleasantly.
"What a fucking asshole!' Chastity seethed. But he was right, the boiling edge
of her lust had backed down to a simmer.
Angelique raised her pussy, to Chastity's lips. "Put that tongue back to work,
my sweet. I want you to drink every drop." Chastity busied herself and Angelique
sighed.
Chastity felt hands firm on her hips, then something smooth, warm and blunt
pushed at the entrance to her body. The smacks on her ass had curbed her
interest, making the muscles contract tightly. He pushed harder and hissed as he
stretched her snug opening to accommodate his size. The oil that he had applied
plus her prolonged excitement made his entry sudden and deep. She groaned and
was shoved forward with the thrust.
"Mmm... Very nice," the Magister sighed. He pulled most of his length out, then
slid back in. Gripping her thighs to hold her steady, he began to drive his
shaft into her more aggressively, and faster. Fucking her relentlessly. She
could feel his heavy balls swinging against the stretched flesh of her cunt.
Chastity moaned as she felt the rise of her climax begin to send trembling bolts
of ecstasy cascading in wave after higher wave through her body, increasing in
strength. Her thighs trembled with screaming urgency. Orgasm was building fast
to a crushing crescendo. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh grew loud and
frequent. The smell of sex grew thicker and more potent.
Angelique's unforgiving grip on Chastity's hair kept her mouth and tongue in
place even as the Magister pounded his cock into Chastity's cunt. Angelique's
soft cries of enjoyment became desperate. The sweet flow on Chastity's tongue
increased. She took one of her fingers and burrowed it deep into Angelique's
pussy and stroked the inner walls. Angelique howled and shuddered as she
suddenly came.
The Magister grunted, hunching over Chastity's back, he shuddered, on the edge
of climax. Chastity rolled her hips voluptuously as she felt her own peak
approaching fast. He pulled out. Chastity cried out with the loss. The Magister
shifted slightly. Chastity felt the blunt head of his cock pressing, seeking
entrance against the well-oiled, virgin opening of her ass.
"No don't!" yelped Chastity. The hot sweat on her spine turned to ice water. He
shoved harder, bruising her soft thighs with his fingers as he held her firm to
his invasion. The tight ring of her anus opened. It hurt. It hurt a lot. She
cried out. Tears wet her cheeks. And, then he was pushing deeper in and in and
in, until he was seated to the hilt.
"She's so fucking tight!" he grunted. He pulled slowly back, groaned, then
shoved back in and howled as he came, spilling his thick spunk into her bowels.
She could feel his cock flexing as he pumped his cum into her ass. He pulled out
and shoved in once more, squeezing every drop from his balls.
And still Chastity had not come. 'Bastard,' she moaned to herself. 'Asshole
fucking bastard.' He finally pulled away and Chastity collapsed on her side,
hurt, fury and sexual frustration mixing in her gaze. She could feel his thick
cum sliding from her aching ass.
A shamefaced Tony brought more damp towels.
