I was asked to write a fantasy about a upcoming visit, in which my slave and myself will be bottoming to a Domme. My slave has played with her before; this is my first time playing with her. The fantasy took on a life of its own and became this story, it has six parts and part 6 has two versions.

The Meeting Part 1:

Greywolf and tana have a unique relationship, even for people in this lifestyle. Most the time he was her strong, loving, caring, sadistic Master; while she was his adoring, caring, masochistic slave. However, this was not always the way their relationship was because there were times when she was his caring, cruel, sadistic Owner; while he was her adoring masochistic pet. It took them some time to come to grips with these new roles, but at this point they were finally enjoying the creativity and new opportunities that this afforded them. What follows is the story of one such opportunity, or adventure, if you will.

This visit was destined to be different from the start as he had already designed plans for a scene that were far off from their norm. The items he needed had already been ordered and were sitting under his slave's bed, tearing at her curiosity, but she was a good slave and knew better than to open what he had specifically told her not to. She was to enter this with only the foreknowledge that it would be different - nothing else. This was not to be the only thing different about this visit. She had met this person, the Domme named Raven. This weekend they would also both submit together for the first time. It would only be his second time submitting to someone other then her.

They just had a long and wonderful night of play and he wanted nothing more than to lay down with his slave in his arms and sleep. Too bad he had other instructions on how to spend the rest of his night. His slave looks at him with an evil grin and asks him if he's ready. Answering a bit nervously he says, ”There's only one way to find out.” He then gets the ropes together and shows her how she is to tie him. He then tells her to go get a towel to put on the chair while he puts the red dildo in himself, then deftly ties it in with a length of rope. He sits down in the chair, looks at the clock and notices it's only 2 in the morning and thinks that he should have dragged out the scene longer; he knows he's in for a long night and an even longer day. He calls his slave over and gives her a long kiss before he starts pulling on the heavy padded hood. She moves in behind him and starts lacing it up real tight while he holds it in position. After she finishes and buckles the collar on, he pulls the cinching straps extra tight. She then takes the left over rope from his harness and wraps it around the back of the chair and ties it to rings on the collar, forcing his neck against the back of the chair. She then wraps his forearms to the arms of the chair and his calves to the legs as she was instructed. He feels, then hears her placing locks onto all the straps of the hood, something they rarely use but they both have instructions tonight. He realizes that now, even if he were able to get out of the rope, there is no way to get the hood off. He relaxes for a moment as he feels her walk away, only to be startled when she grasps his nipples and pinches them. She lets go just as quickly and replaces her fingers with clothespins. She picks up the remote to the vibrator that's in the dildo and turns it to high, another thing he wasn't expecting, and clamps her mouth over the small hole in the hood and breathes with him for several breaths. Upon breaking the kiss she pats his cheek through the hood and whispers in a teasing evil voice, “Rest well, my master. You're going to need it.” As she makes her way to bed she says, “Oh, and let me know if you need anything.” This is the last he hears from her as he pictures her climbing into his bed without him….

He dosed on and off, but between the aching in his nipples, the vibrating in his ass, and being tied to a chair, it was very difficult to get more than a couple minutes here or there, if that. Morning seemed to be taking forever, but he knew his slave was going to take the time to sleep in and get the rest she needed. He must have drifted off slightly because he never heard her get up and make her way behind him, nor did he feel the bag slide down over the hood or it tighten around his neck. What he did feel was that he suddenly couldn't breathe normally and that his air was getting hot and stale very quickly. He begins to struggle. She pulls back tighter on the bag around his neck, “Don't struggle, my pet or I won't let you breathe.” Hearing that tone, those words, and that name, he forces himself to calm down and take what she's doing to him. She finally releases her grip on the bag and slowly pulls it off his head. She gently removes the clothespins from his nipples and shuts down the vibrator. He inhales deeply as the cool air once again enters his lungs. He loses himself as he continues to take slow deep breaths, glad to be able to breathe again and feeling the blood rushing back into his nipples. He comes back to himself when he feels a straw sliding through the hole and into his mouth and the command, “Drink”, in his ears. Before thinking, he does just that. He stops suddenly when he tastes the salty tang of her pee. Suddenly his right nipple is grabbed hard and twisted, her nails digging in. He gasps sharply at the sudden pain in his already tender nipples. She twists harder and hisses, “Drink it all now, pet.” He does as quickly as he can, trying not to gag on the taste. When he finishes, she releases his nipple. He gasps again and breathes as heavy as he can with the restriction of the hood. When his breathing slows, she pats his cheek lightly and says gently, “Let's get you out of all this, my Master, and get you cleaned up.” “We need to get on the road soon………”

They both got showered and cleaned up quickly, loaded up the car with their stuff and started their drive to The House. The ride was uneventful and quiet as they both thought upon what they were getting themselves into. tana initiated just enough talk to make sure he stayed awake, but otherwise let his imagination wander. Upon arriving they quickly put their spare clothes away and laid out the toys in the play room they were asked to bring. Before going back downstairs they kiss and hug each other then strip. She picks up his collar and chain, as well as his blindfold and they both make their way downstairs to wait for Raven. A few minutes later tana's phone rings and they both jump a little. Besides saying hello, she just listened for a few seconds then hung up. She says, “It's time” and hands him his collar to put on. He slides his collar over his head and locks it on tight. She then places the blindfold on him and attaches the leash. She helps him stand then leads him into the kitchen, helps him down to the floor where he kneels. She then kneels beside him and holds his leash out in her palms. Just seconds later they hear the door open and the click of heals coming towards them, stopping right in front of them. He feels his leash being lifted up and one word from Raven, “Fantastic…………..”

The Meeting part II:

 

He was placed in his cage late that night; it wasn't a very large cage. Large enough for him to get into a comfortable fetal position, and if he shifted right he could stretch out his knees when he needed to. After getting such a small amount of sleep over the last 24 hours, he was glad just to have a place to lay down as his thoughts drifted back. He couldn't remember when day had turned into night, nor could he remember the short respites between activities. Raven. He did remember Raven. How could he not? Kissing Raven's boots right before crawling into his cage; so thankful for the chance to rest, to finally get some sleep. He didn't want to stop thanking her, but was glad when Raven finally told him that it was well enough and to get in. There was something else he should remember, something Raven said, but his exhaustion pulled at his mind. Just before plunging into sleep, he hears Raven's voice repeat itself in his head, “Your night is far from over slut.” A shiver runs over him and he's not sure why since he doesn't feel cold.

Sleep was fitful for him. Sounds of a girl screaming, moaning, and begging kept waking him. Some small part of him knew that as long as it was going on he was safe. It did go on for what seemed like hours, but what was time to him. It finally seemed to grow quiet once again and he was thankful as he finally drifted back to sleep. He shivered once again but he was too tired to realize what it meant. Raven smiled down upon him as she watched him drift back to sleep.
”Fantastic,” she thinks to herself.

Sudden pain in his tender nipple wakes him. His eyes snap open and he finds himself staring into the beautiful eyes of his tormentor. His gaze lingers just a moment too long and the sharp twist of his nipple reminds him. He quickly lowers his gaze as a gasp escapes his lips. The pain doesn't lessen as Raven says to him mockingly, “I hope you got some rest, slut…you won't be getting more any time soon.” Raven releases his nipple, opens the cage and points down at her feet. He crawls out of his cage and kisses the tops of Raven's boots before kneeling before her. Raven pats his cheek lightly a couple of times and whispers, “Such a good slut…I hope that delicious slave of yours didn't keep you up.” The sharp slap across his face took him by surprise after her apparent gentleness. He had no time to think about it though as Raven grabbed his chain and pulled him to his feet. Raven gave him no slack and made sure the chain dug into his throat as he was lead back to The Room and its infamous Bed. He was given no time to look around the room, and only just noticed The Bed setup as a spanking bench before Raven pulled him on it then down commanding, “Hands out over your head and don't you dare move slut.” As Raven starts strapping him down he begins to think about what is about to happen: one of his greatest fears and biggest desires.

…While being very masochistic and having a reasonably high pain threshold, there is one area in which Greywolf hasn't had a chance to build up a tolerance or taste for. It seems for some reason most of the limited play he's had up until now has focused on one of three areas; humiliation and using his ass like the slut he is, bondage, and the edgier side of pain play. This caused him to miss out on the good old fashioned beatings and his flesh was as near virgin as it could get.…

As his balls are put into the weighted stretcher and strapped down tightly his mind quickly returns to the present. Raven's nails dig into his forehead and peels his head up off the table. She presses a penis gag deep into his mouth and straps it in tight. She laughs, “Isn't that just perfect for a slut like you.” He realizes that he is completely bound with no room for movement, now no way to call out, no way to escape. Raven drags her nails slowly down his back, digging them in hard, reading his thoughts she says, “Besides slut, I don't want you stopping us before we get our fill.” The implication was not lost on him. His night was long from over.

The Meeting part III:

Raven and Woody took turns with him, taking their time to build up slowly, yet relentlessly. They never stopped. Like the experts they are, they built him up to his threshold. When it was just about to become too much, they eased it back down, barely taunting him with their strokes, then slowly starting the progression back up. He was rolling from the sensations, the constant building until he felt like he couldn't stand it anymore, yet each time it went a little further, a little harder. Raven and Woody knew that they had all the time in the world with this one. There was no out for him, no escape. Neither of his tormentors took much of a break. While one was working his ass and thighs, the other was working his back. Raven's Knives. Woody's Talons. His back was as much on fire as his ass. He struggled hard, trying desperately to get away to make it stop, but wishing deep down it never would. His fruitless struggles only resulted in Raven's further laughing, taunting, and teasing of him until he felt like burying himself into the Bed. There was no way for him to know how long it lasted. After what felt like an eternity to him, there was no slowing down, only building to higher levels of pain. When Raven and Woody did finally get their fill of him, every muscle in his body burned from his struggles against the restraints. His jaw ached from being stretched so wide with the thick phallus.

He feels Raven's hand gently stroking his head. He presses back into her strokes, acknowledging them and to give what he could back, to let her know that he was thankful. Raven stops the stroking as she whispers in his ear, “Now I want you to suck on that cock in your mouth like the good little slut you are.” He groans loudly and blushes bright red, thankful that she cannot see his face. He starts slowly sucking on the gag, but Raven's hand does not move. He sucks harder and harder until she seems satisfied and once again Raven is stroking his head. He presses back into Raven's strokes, sucking on the cock in his mouth with earnest, so happy that he is pleasing her. Raven keeps whispering to him, “Such a good little slut” and he blushes each time, his heart racing with glee, all the earlier pain and exhaustion forgotten for the moment.

Raven's hand stops once again. Worried, he begins sucking harder, but she pats his head softly and says, “That's enough of that slut…I think it's time to reward you.” The tone in Raven's voice makes him even more nervous as she continues, “You do know how we reward sluts don't you.” She grins at his deep moan and reluctant nod. Raven laughs while saying, “That's right, the only reward for such a good slut like you is…Use…and you have been such a good slut, so I will have to make sure that your reward is extra special. Now let's get that dirty cock out of your mouth.” Raven unbuckles his gag and slowly, slightly teasing, pulls it out of his mouth. She touches a finger to his lips indicating that he is to remain silent. She then ties a soft scarf over his eyes before going to prepare his reward.

He lays his head back down and lets himself slowly drift away, trying not to worry about the sounds of preparations going on around him. He wants to use this small chance he's been given to get what little rest he can. His arms are moved from directly in front, above his head, to the side of the bed so his palms are even with his head. He is then bound back down tightly. There is no struggle as he lets Raven's hands pose him as she will. He is her good slut and awaits whatever reward she finds fitting one such as him. He feels her nails drag across his neck, bringing him back to reality. Raven says, “Are you ready slut?” He catches himself just before speaking and nods. Raven smiles then looks firmly over at tana commanding, “Get on the front of the bed now, tana.” Raven lifts his head while she positions tana's crotch directly beneath his mouth. After bracing tana's back with some pillows, Raven begins strapping tana down; ankles, legs, thighs all tied in such a way as to press tana firmly against his mouth. He has to strain with all his being just to get a whisper of a breath. Raven strokes the back of his head again and whispers to him, “Isn't that much better then cock slut? Start licking and you better not stop until I tell you.” He slides his tongue inside tana and tastes something other then her. He whimpers loudly as he realizes what it is. Raven slaps his ass hard and yells, “What's the matter slut? Not as clean as you like? Well you'd better get used to it. That's all a slut like you is good for. Clean up duty. You'd better not let any get on the Bed.” He whimpers more, but continues licking, knowing his fate is sealed. Tana squirms under his mouth, knowing what he is tasting is the sticky remnants of a good, hard fucking by Woody. She tries to grind her cunt harder into his mouth, loving his tongue bath and enjoying being part of his total humiliation. She knows his distaste for eating man's cum is being overpowered by his desire to please Raven. She grins wickedly as she presses her hips harder against him, not letting him break contact with her or the juices coming from her.

He licks, sucks and swallows every bit of juice that flows out of tana's cunt. He can feel Raven watching him and he wants so badly to do it right to make her proud of him. He barely gives himself time to breathe before pressing his face back against tana, making sure he doesn't miss anything. Satisfied, Raven makes her way back behind him. He hears the snap of the gloves then the cool lube being applied. He whimpers again. Raven already milked him once and he's not sure he can handle another one just yet. But Raven's fingers continue to gently probe him, stretching him as more are added. Raven teases him with her fingers, slowly pressing her hand inside him. He moans and moves his hips as best he can in rhythm with her, feeling Raven's hand sliding in and out. Raven teases his prostrate, letting him know the release she could give him if she chose to. When she notices his desire reach its peak, Raven pulls her hand from him. He whimpers and moans. He feels so empty without her in him; so very empty. He continues licking and sucking on tana, hoping that Raven will fill his emptiness again. Just when he's about to lose hope, he feels something being pressed inside him. As it slides deeper into him, filling him so nicely, he realizes what it is. It's his large dildo, but he can't tell what it's attached to. It doesn't feel like a strap-on or like someone's hand. He doesn't get much of a chance to contemplate it, since once it's buried all the way in, he hears an electric motor and the dildo begins its rhythmic motion in and out of his ass. He feels Raven adding more lube to the dildo as it fucks him slowly. Raven smiles and says, “That should be more then enough lube for a slut like you.” Raven then turns the dial up on the fucking machine, watching it pound into his ass faster and faster. He feels the remote being set down on the small of his back and Raven says back over her shoulder, “Enjoy sluts.”

The Meeting Part IV:

Oblivion, there are no other words to describe where his mind was. The continuous pounding of that dildo into his ass, his slave barely letting him breathe. He barely remembered to keep licking, but any time he would start letting up, she would buck her hips hard into his mouth and he would redouble his efforts again. He unexpectedly felt the dildo slow since he didn't notice the remote being removed from his back. He felt the coolness of fresh lube sliding into his ass and realized it wasn't over as he had hoped. Raven smacks his tender ass hard as she turns the speed back up, “Don't worry slut. It's not over yet”. Raven looks tana up and down and decides something is missing, so she grabs a pair of nipple clamps. After attaching them to her nipples, Raven ties them up to one of the hanging chains, but not too tightly. Raven then places the controller for the fucking machine in her hands, pinches down on top of one of the clamps and hisses, “You better use him well, girl. Whenever I don't think you are using him hard enough, I'm going to tighten these”. Tana moans in pain and quickly turns the speed beyond what it's been at to the maximum setting. Raven lets go of her nipple and smiles at her saying, “Fantastic. Now remember to mix it up some but keep it up”. One long deep moan is all that is coming from him now, Raven looks down and her eyes flash. She grabs his ear and lifts his head up and yells, “Did you stop licking slut? That just won't do”. Raven's voice brings him back to his senses just enough to realize what had happened and he dives back into tana. Raven watches for a minute before saying, “That's better slut. I think I had better make sure it doesn't happen again though”. He wonders just for a second at the implication of what she said before he is lost again; licking and sucking for all he is worth on one end, while being used beyond anything he imagined on the other. Tana teased him with the machine, slowing it down just for a few seconds before ramping it back up. There was no end to it. Sudden pain seared through his balls as Raven smacks them with a crop. Raven does it again just as hard enjoying how it makes him try and jump against his bonds. She says to herself, “This should do nicely for keeping your mind on its task”. This continued for some time. At some point, he broke down and tears were running down his cheeks and he was choking back sobs. Raven had to tighten tana's clamps a few times, but the Machine didn't stop. Raven didn't stop; so he did the best he could to keep licking as he was told, not letting one drop of her juice touch the Bed.

He was barely coherent when the Machine finally slowed to a stop and the dildo was removed. Raven's words telling him to stop licking seemed barely audible. His body was still being racked by deep sobs. Raven untied tana and made sure she was careful not to disturb him as she got of the Bed. She reached out to comfort him, but Raven stopped her short and stared her in the eyes, “Go to Woody, he hasn't finished with you yet”. Raven then took her elbow and guided her from the Room before she had a chance to argue. Raven said nothing as she returned and went back over to him and gently removed the bonds that held him down. Raven left the weighted ball stretcher hanging from his aching balls as a reminder. Raven gently stroked his head a few times, offering him a little comfort before she removes the blindfold. Raven's hand brushes his cheek as she reaches for his lead. He nuzzles against it and Raven decides to allow him this small comfort for a brief period before attaching the leash and guiding him to the floor in front of her. He kneels down and looks up at her imploringly. Raven gives him a curious grin, “Yes slut?” He looks down at the floor, then carefully back up into her deep brown eyes and whispers, “May I thank you, Ma'am?” Raven's grin turns into a full blown smile as she replies, “And what, may I ask, are you thanking me for?” He blushes bright red and looks back down at the ground. Raven's nail pushing up under his chin causes him to quickly look back up into her eyes. He blushes even brighter, but maintains her gaze and replies, “For using me as I deserve to be used, Ma'am”. Raven pats his cheek lightly as she smiles down at him. He feels a glow within himself in response to that smile. She says softly to him, “We are not quite done yet slut, but we do have a few minutes to kill, so you may thank me by kissing my boots”. He grins at her before dropping down on all fours and leans down to kiss her boots. The sudden tightening of the chain around his neck pulls him up a few inches short. He glances up at Raven, fearing that he may have upset her and sees her holding the leash tight in her hand. Raven laughs, “If you truly want to thank me slut you will have to try harder then that...and it will cost you”. He understands and pushes himself down harder towards her feet, feeling his chain dig tightly into his throat. Raven gives him just enough slack so he's not choking himself completely, but just barely. He finally makes it to her feet and begins to sincerely kiss them. Raven keeps a tight grip on the leash, making it a struggle for each kiss he places. The sounds of tana having one screaming orgasm after another invades their little ceremony. He quickly looks up at Raven, who returns his gaze and asks, “Do you have a problem, slut?” He shakes his head quickly as he returns to kissing her boots, only to realize that she has taken up more of the slack and the only way to reach them is to force himself down hard enough to cut off his circulation and his breath, place a worthy kiss and then come back up just enough to get a couple breaths. He learned quickly not to come up too far as Raven was having her own fun shortening the chain each time she felt him release too much of the pressure.

The sounds from the next room stopped. Raven, knowing this was the signal, waited until he was about to place his next kiss before pulling him up just short. She watched him hang there for a few moments trying to make it, but there was no more slack left in the chain…or his neck for that matter. Raven finally gave a little tug to tell him to stop trying and he reluctantly sat back on his knees. Raven gives him an evil grin, “So slut…have you ever seen tana get fucked by another guy?” He looks down and starts to shake. Raven slaps him hard across the face, “I asked you a question, slut”. He looks up at her with such a horrified expression on his face that Raven almost feels sorry for him. Almost. Raven raises her hand to strike him again, but he whimpers out, “No Ma'am.” Raven grins wickedly, “Well slut…you're about to”.

The Meeting Part V:

“Crawl, slut”, Raven barks at him as she leads him from the Room. She leads him toward the bedroom where moans, only slightly muffled this time, are echoing out into the hallway. As he enters the room he looks up to see tana naked on all fours with Woody's finger deep inside her. She lifts her head, the pillow still clenched in her teeth. As she sees him now in the room she releases the pillow. No more need to try and be quiet. Another orgasm wracks her body and she lets out another scream. Unable to take it, he tries to turn away. Raven pulls him sharply back around with the leash, then takes a knee beside him. Raven takes hold of his collar right at his throat, not letting him turn away from the scene unfolding before him. She whispers into his ear, “Wait until they really get started, slut. I bet you would love my fingers inside of you.” A moan escapes his lips before he has a chance to stifle it. Raven slides her gaze down his body to his hard penis and taunts him even further, “Besides, slut…I think you enjoy seeing your slave being taken care of by another man.” He blushes a deep red, unable to hide from Raven and unable to tear his gaze from his slave, who lets loose with another scream as another orgasm shakes her body.

Raven stands and pulls him over toward a bench to one side. She pulls him onto it lengthwise so that the edge hits him right above his cock. Raven pats his cheek lightly in mock sympathy, “Don't worry slut. They will be going for a while yet. There will be plenty more for you to see…and hear.” He is strapped down tightly to the bench. Raven turns his head sideways and runs a thick leather strap around his head and the bench, pressing it down firmly. When Raven moves away, he realizes he is now staring straight at the bed and tana humping herself hard onto Woody's hand. He could hear her starting to beg for the Hitachi on her clit. Woody, all to happy to comply, tells her to roll over while he retrieves it from the night stand. His thoughts are drawn back to his own predicament as what feels like a condom is slid over his cock. When he feels Raven attaching something else to its tip, he realizes it's a Texas catheter, not a condom. He watches Woody move in between tana's legs and begin teasing her with the Hitachi . Raven's face suddenly blocks his view, her deep brown eyes staring deeply into him she whispers, “Enjoying the show, slut?” He blushes with embarrassment as he answers the only way he can, “Yes, Ma'am.” Raven grins at him, “Fantastic. Now that your ass is all loosened up for me, slut…I'm going to see just how much of myself I can get into you…and slut? I'm going to see how much I can get out.” He shivers as much from the tone of her voice as the promise of what's to come.

He stares almost in a trance as Woody deftly moves tana from one orgasm to the next. It seems unending; Woody uses her G-spot until her clit is begging for release. Once Woody finally grants that release after much teasing, he moves right back to her G-spot, giving her clit the time it needs to recover while causing her to build with need once more. He is so enthralled and turned on by this display that he barely notices Raven lube his ass and start probing with her gloved fingers. His body does notice and he presses back against her fingers. He gasps, as he caused her to hit a tender spot and tries to force himself to be still. Raven finds his ass nice and pliable as it should be after such a long session of being fucked, and if it's a bit tender and sore, then so be it. She did so enjoy his whimpers. As Raven slid more of her hand into him, he naturally went forward with the pressure. She couldn't have that. Raven grabs the ball stretcher with her free hand and pulls it towards her. His abused balls scream in pain. He whimpers and begins pushing firmly on Raven's hand. Raven feels a twinge of her own as she hears his whimpers and a light growl escapes her own lips. Raven keeps more pressure then she needs to on his balls, just because she can. His sounds are so delicious. When Raven gets in far enough to really work his prostate, she begins her ministrations. She also increases the pressure on his balls to keep him right where she wants him. Nothing but animalistic sounds escape his lips now; from deep heavy grunts to soft whimpers, blending in nicely with tana's screams of pleasure. Raven continues for a couple of minutes before stopping, but her fingers do not leave him. “Now lets see how much we can fill you, slut…and don't worry, we will come back to the other on the way out…you haven't given me half as much as I want from you, slut.” Raven begins pushing the rest of her hand into his ass. He pushes back like a good slut, wanting as much of her inside him as he can take. Raven finally gets her fist and a good portion of her forearm inside him and asks, “How does that feel, my slut? To have me filling you up so full.” His hips are slowly gyrating around. In between groans he replies, “Yes Ma'am…It is wonderful.” Then questioningly he says, “Ma'am?” Raven cocks an eyebrow, “Yes, slut?” Before he can spit it out, his embarrassment gets the best of him and he can't speak. Raven twists his balls hard, “Out with it now, slut”. He almost screams with the pain and stammers out, barely audible, “Ma'am…could you…reach…my prostate with your other hand…while your fist is in me?” Raven smiles as much at the request as the embarrassment it caused him to ask it. She decides to have some fun with him, “What was that slut? You need to say it louder then that.” He closes his eyes to gather his will. When he opens them again he sees that Woody and tana have stopped their activities and are waiting to hear what he has to say as well. He quickly closes his eyes again and he feels his cheeks flush without opening his eyes. “Ma'am, this slut would like you to fill me further by trying to reach my prostate with your free hand while keeping your fist buried in me.” He hears a gasp and a moan coming from the bed, but he doesn't open his eyes to find out who did what. Raven laughs and pats his sore ass just hard enough to make him jump a little. “Why yes, my little slut…I think I can get a little bit more of myself in you. Maybe I'll have to see just how much more. Would you like to have both of my hands in your ass, slut?” Raven slaps his ass hard. He gasps and responds as quickly as he can, “Yes Ma'am…please”. Tana smiles at the exchange. Her desire builds even further at his humiliation and knows it's not over yet. Woody just shakes his head slightly as he moves tana into position. He's more then ready now.

Raven smiles as well and she squeezes more lube into him, “Such a good little slut…now you better keep your eyes open slut. I think they are just about to get started.” He slowly opens his eyes while he feels Raven begin stretching his ass further. His eyes focus just in time to see his tana eagerly pull Woody to her. Woody thrusts his cock deep inside her. His mind races between the feeling of Raven's second hand of fingers probing, stretching him further, and the sight before his eyes as Woody fucks tana to one orgasm after another, stopping once in a while to take the Hitachi to her again, work her G-Spot, then slam his cock back in. Raven takes her time getting her fingers in him, not wanting to hurt him too much as she stretches him further. Raven gives him no warning. As soon as her fingers reach his prostrate she begins. Guttural sounds escape his lips as Raven milks him mercilessly. He can do nothing but stare at his tana being thoroughly fucked. Raven gives him no break; no reprieve from the sensations racking his body. He is utterly spent; his mouth hangs open with a thin line of drool running from it. But it doesn't stop and he knows it won't until Raven gets all that she wants from him. Finally he feels the pressure on his prostate lessen as Raven pulls her fingers from him. Raven slowly, teasingly pulls her fist from him; she grinds her knuckles hard into his prostate. He screams as he cums once again. Raven yanks her still clenched fist from him hard. His scream peaks before turning into a continuous whimper, both because of the sudden pain and the sudden loss. He barely notices Raven removing the catheter and the ball stretcher. He watches as Woody begins fucking tana with earnest. Raven's face appears in front of him again and a straw touches his lips, “Drink.” He just stares at her, horrified as he knows what it is. Raven strokes his cheek gently, knowingly. “Be a good slut and drink it all for me.” He closes his lips around the straw, wishing he could break her gaze and close his eyes as well. Raven continues stroking his cheek softly as he drinks everything she got out of him. He does his best not to gag and not to stop. He wants to make her proud.

Once he finishes, Raven places a quick kiss on his cheek and begins to quickly unbind him. He is flipped on his back as he hears the screams and grunts of pleasure signaling what must be the end of a long session of pleasure. Raven straps him back down tightly. His left arm is pinned to his side, his right is tied to the strap going around his waist. His head is left unbound, but a strap is tightened cruelly around his neck. It seems no sooner then Raven finishes that he sees tana straddle his face. She spreads herself and he can already see the juices starting to drip from her. He opens his mouth without being told and he is smothered. Tana puts her hands on his chest to brace herself. Raven moves his hand to his cock, “Start stroking, slut.” He begins pounding on his cock, not knowing if he has anything left to give. He feels tana's finger slide towards his nipples. She presses herself down harder and digs her nails cruelly into him. He pounds his cock all the harder, drinking all the juice that comes to him, knowing that it won't stop until he cums. He builds quickly now. The lack of air, the humiliation of what he's sucking from her, and the pain in his nipples all fill his senses. His hips buck as much as they can in his bonds. Just before his release, he feels a mouth cover the head of his cock, not wanting to waste what he has to give.

The Meeting Part VI:

He's laying on the floor between Raven and tana's feet and it's cold and hard. He's happy for the blanket he's wrapped in, as well as the small pillow his head is resting on. He is even happier about the fact that there is no slack in his chain. It is sometime early morning; they had been at it that long. Tana was eating her breakfast and taking her vitamins, while Raven munched on some fruit salad. He just listened to them as they talked about everything that happened during the night, about how this or that might have been done differently; about what a slut he was. They made sure to remind him of each instance. Raven would give his leash a little jerk to make him look up, “Do you realize how much cum you drank tonight, slut?” He turns bright red and tries to hide in his pillow, “Yes Ma'am.” A little later Raven jerked his leash again, showing him her arm and marking a point on it, “You had this much in you, slut…and you still wanted more.” He blushes bright red again and responds, “Yes Ma'am”, before trying to hide again. Tana would make sure to bring up all the humiliating instances she could think of and add in her two cents when Raven would tease him about it. This didn't go on for too long, just long enough for tana to finish her pills; but it seemed like forever to him.

They slide back their chairs and he felt Raven tug on his leash, “Come on, slut…time for bed…leave your stuff there…tana will get it.” He begins standing up, but before he gets too far, Raven gives a quick jerk and points to the ground. Raven begins making her way out of the kitchen and he crawls behind her. Tana makes quick work of the items still out and catches up to them as they reach the stairs. Raven leads them into the spare bedroom, guides him onto the foot of the bed then locks his leash down tight. Tana pulls a heavy blanket over him, tucking it in tightly around him. She leans down and whispers in his ear, “Sleep well, my pet…you've done well.” She kisses him lightly on the lips then moves around the bed. Raven is suddenly back in front of him and he loses himself in her eyes. Raven traces her finger nails lightly on his cheek, “Fantastic, slut…rest well…you've earned it”. He smiles up at Raven, who leans down and gives him a quick kiss on his forehead. The lights turn out and he feels them both climb into the bed above him. He continues to smile, playing the night through in his head; hoping he has given back some small measure of what was given to him.

The End.

Due to the following comments, we revised the ending of the story. We would never want to make someone seem nicer then they are. Besides, we don't like nice.

”Far nicer than I'd ever be”

~R

 

 

The Meeting Part VI rev. b :

He's laying on the floor between Raven and tana's feet and it's cold and hard. He's happy for the blanket he's wrapped in, as well as the small pillow his head is resting on. He is even happier about the fact that there is no slack in his chain. It is some time early morning; they had been at it that long. Tana was eating her breakfast and taking her vitamins, while Raven munched on some fruit salad. He just listened to them as they talked about everything that happened during the night, about how this or that might have been done differently; about what a slut he was. They made sure to remind him of each instance. Raven would give his leash a little jerk to make him look up, “Do you realize how much cum you drank tonight, slut?” He turns bright red and tries to hide in his pillow, “Yes Ma'am.” A little later Raven jerked his leash again, showing him her arm and marking a point on it, “You had this much in you, slut…and you still wanted more.” He blushes bright red again and responds, “Yes Ma'am”, before trying to hide again. Tana would make sure to bring up all the humiliating instances she could think of and add in her two cents when Raven would tease him about it. This didn't go on for too long, just long enough for tana to finish her pills; but it seemed like forever to him.

They slide back their chairs and he felt Raven tug on his leash, “Come on, slut…time for bed…leave your stuff there…you won't be needing it.” He begins standing up, but before he gets too far, Raven gives a quick jerk and points to the ground. Raven begins making her way out of the kitchen and he crawls behind her. Tana makes quick work of the items still out and catches up to them as they reach the stairs. Raven leads them past the bedroom that they were using, toward The Room. Once he realizes where they are headed, he stops short. He looks up at Raven horrified. Raven looks down at him and laughs, “You didn't think you were sleeping in there with us, did you?” She pulls firmly on the leash and he has no choice but to follow. Raven guides him up onto the Bed, positioning him on his back. Tana helps Raven cuff and lock his arms down then tighten straps across his chest and waist. Tana pulls his collar tight and locks it down to one side, while Raven puts the penis gag back into his mouth, “We wouldn't want you to keep us awake, slut.” To his surprise, they start putting his ankles up in slings and tying his thighs open. He starts pleading into the gag, and receives a sharp slap across the thigh for his trouble. They drop the bottom of the bed out suddenly, leaving his ass hanging off the end. Raven stands above him and drags her nails down his chest, leaving angry red marks. “Since you've been such a good slut, I think we will let you sleep with the small dildo this time….Would you like that?” He nods that he would; not wanting to risk the alternative. She looks over to tana who is already moving the fucking machine into position. He starts whimpering when he realizes what they have in store for him. Raven purrs as she moves towards tana; kissing her deeply then saying, “He does whimper so nicely”. Raven lubes his ass and the dildo up well before sliding it into his ass and locking the Machine down. She then turns the Machine on, steadily increasing the speed to just above half. Raven then takes tana and moves around to his side, while he moans heavily into the gag. He looks up to see them kissing deeply. They each reach down and take one of his nipples, digging their nails in hard. His muffled screams turn them on all the more and cause them to twist harder. They keep this up until the lust in their eyes says they won't be getting to sleep anytime soon. A blanket is carelessly tossed over him and the Machine turned down to a slow grind. They leave him without a backward glance.

The End.