Family Ties

                                              By

                                            Lancer

I had had one of those weeks where all you want is a couple of days of peaceful tranquility to regroup. But when I opened the kitchen door that Friday evening I realized that my dear wife had something else far more interesting in mind.

She stood by the kitchen sink wearing a semi transparent beach cover up over that damn black micro bikini that she had bought on the Internet. She smiled at me and the instant the door was closed she crossed the floor to slip her slender arms about my neck.

I expected a warm yet chaste kiss in greeting but the instant her lips met mine she traced her tongue along the edge of my lips telling me she wanted something else. I took it all in stride and gathering her close I took control ravishing her sweet mouth. Ashley moaned in delight and clung to me letting our tongues duel as I felt her lush full breasts flatten against my chest.

She whimpered in delightful anticipation as I eased her away and growled, “Blast it Ashley, have you been wearing that bikini out by the pool? You know it’s too tiny to be seen in public. My God woman the halter barely covers your areoles and the thong is so low I can tell you’re shaved!”

Her beautiful green eyes flashed at me as she sighed, “I put it on just for you Darling. I haven’t been outside at all.”

I breathed a sigh of relief as I retorted, “Thank God for that. Those kids living down the road would have a heart attack seeing you in that thing.“ Before she could answer I picked her up over my shoulder and she squealed in delight as I carried her across the kitchen and up the stairs to our master suite.

I giggled like a schoolgirl as Brad carried me up the open staircase to our suite. We had been married for almost two years now and our life together was wonderful. We both worked but were fortunate enough to have our weekends free and I had a very special surprise for my husband’s birthday weekend.

I waited until he lowered me to the plush thick carpet in our sitting room then with a coy smile I looked into his strong gray eyes and declared, “Brad Morse I love you.”

He smiled at me and took my hand in his to bring it to his mouth as he placed a tender kiss on the inside of my wrist. I gasped and drew him to me as I boldly pressed my near naked breasts against his shirt-covered chest. I blushed and begged, “Please Brad, take me?”

His eyes flashed as he smiled, “Now? This is something new for you Ashley. What’s going on? You usually aren’t this spontaneous when it comes to making love.”

I took a slow breath and whispered, “I don’t want to make love, I want to have hot wild passionate sex with you. Please?”

I blinked at her a couple of times and with a knowing grin started to undress. I could count on one hand the number of times since we had been married when she had been this wild and I sure as hell wasn’t going to pass this up. I managed to get down to my boxers when she unbelted the cover up and slid it off letting it pool about her trim ankles.

Her lush 38DD’s were barely contained in the black tiny triangles of the halter as she smiled at me and reached behind her head to untie it. In mere seconds she was topless and I stared in awe at her magnificent creamy breasts.

No woman should have such a lush firm set of udders, they stood out from her chest like twin full cantaloupes topped with puffy well-defined large copper hued areoles and centered with two of the sweetest dark red nipples, that were now distended begging for attention.

It took all the control I possessed to keep my hands off them and the expression in Ashley’s eyes told me she knew it as she brazenly shimmied her shoulders making her twin jugs bounce lewdly before me. I groaned, “Oh for shame woman, teasing me like that. You need a spanking for being so naughty.”

She paused slipping off her tiny thong and then quipped, “Okay Brad if that’s what you want.” I stared at her in mute disbelief as she finished stripping. She turned and bending over the back of the couch spread her creamy thighs a bit to get a balanced stance and placed her palms flat on the cushions of the leather sofa.

Looking back over her shoulder at me she smiled and asked, “How many swats do I get? I mean I was being a naughty wife, so you get to decide.”

I stepped up and ran my hand over her heart shaped backside as she blushed and whispered, “Please not too hard at first, okay?”

I nodded and lightly swatted her butt as she blushed and yelped, “Ohhhh!”

“Smack!”

“Ahhhh!” she cried out softly.

“Smack!!”

“Ohhhh, that stings!” she protested. I waited for her to move away but to my delight she remained in place. I waited a few seconds then brought my hand down a bit harder this time and she gasped, “Uhhhhhhh, oh god!”

“SMACK!!!”

Her head dropped down in surrender and I laid another firm hand to her sweet backside, “OUCH!” she exclaimed loudly but she shook her head and stayed put accepting her punishment.

I gave her one final swat that made my hand smart and she sobbed, “Please Brad, I’ll be a good girl. I’ll do whatever you tell me. Oh please stop!”

I ran my hand over her light pink backside and demanded, “Whatever I tell you Ashley?”

She nodded, “Yes darling, anything.” Pulling her upright I led her across the plush carpet to the sliding glass doors that accessed the large wooden deck that was built along the rear of our secluded rual home. She cast me an uncertain glance as I reached for the door latch but remained silent as I slid it open and pushed her out into the early evening sunlight.

She stood naked in the warm sunshine as I moved up behind her and pointed to the shaded area by the Jacuzzi. “Get over there you nasty wench!” She hurried into the shade her eyes glancing about anxiously. I moved to stand before her and with a knowing smile I informed her, “Now you have two choices. One you can bend over the railing over there and I’ll give you another six swats or you can kneel down and suck my cock. You must swallow my cum and lick me clean.”

Her eyes glittered with a mixture of anticipation and lust as she instantly dropped to her knees to ease my boxers down. I blinked my eyes at her in disbelief. Ashley didn’t mind oral sex, but usually only on occasion and then only in the dark in our bedroom.

I watched as she boldly grasped my thick ivory shaft and without any hesitation she kissed the thick flaired tip. She paused and looking up at me she pleaded, “After you cum, will you take me?”

I shook my head and wagging a finger at her retorted, “ Ah ha? Now ask like a naughty girl should!”

She closed her eyes and a sly smile came to her face as she thought then again begged, “Ah after I suck your hard cock, would you fuck my cock hungry pussy, please?”

I smiled at her and replied, “If you do a good job I will bury this thick dick in your cunt and fuck your brains out slut!”

She giggled and pursing her lips she eased her mouth down over my shaft.

I had to admit that things were progressing rather well in my opinion. I had planned this for weeks now after discovering Brad’s hidden stash of B&D books and videos out in the barn loft where he had his den. I had been shocked at first but then realized that being dominated by someone you love wasn’t necessarily a bad thing. Brad had always been a commanding man and I truly enjoyed his take-charge type of attitude in the sex department. The concept of being his love slave had a great appeal to me and after thinking it over I felt that if we could come to a mutual agreement on things I was more than eager to experiment with it. Not that I wanted to be beaten silly or abused, but I had no problem with the bondage and the rough sex.

I eased his thick man root into my mouth as I felt the soft summer breeze caress my naked flesh. We had made love in the Jacuzzi a few times but always at night and never had sex out here in the daytime. Not that I was too concerned about unwanted visitors. Our closest neighbors lived about a half mile away and were currently on vacation.

I used my tongue to tease Brad’s thick shaft as I eased him deeper into my oral cavity. I had always been too ashamed to admit how much I liked pleasing him this way. True it made me feel like a slut and a whore but I was his slut and whore; I was his wife! His very essence belonged to me and if I wanted to swallow it; that was my option.

I started to bob on his thick long shaft my breasts juddering on my chest as I knelt before him. My ass still stung a bit from the spanking but I didn’t mind it. If anything it had turned me on reminding me of the teacher/cheerleader role playing game we had tried once. I heard Brad moan in delight and increased my efforts wanting his big hard cock in my pussy.

I opened my eyes and looked up at him to see him smiling at me as he reached for my big fat tits. His skilled fingers found my swollen nipples and he started lightly pinching them and tugging on them as I nodded around his cock. His look of surprise almost made me laugh as he tugged harder and increased the pressure on my nipples. I moaned loudly and hollowed my cheeks sucking him harder as he drew back then thrust into my face.

I felt his thickness pulse in my mouth; I cupped his tight balls in my hand as I drove him deep. He groaned pinching my nipples hard; then he was jetting into my face. I savored the rich thick texture of his hot salty cum on my tongue as he blasted not once but three times in rapid succession flooding my sweet mouth.

Closing my eyes I savored the taste of his essence, oh god he tasted good and from now on I made up my mind I was going to take what was mine! I swallowed him down and with a soft smile started to lick him clean as he demanded,” Ashley where is my shy inhibited wife? What did you do with her?”

I blushed at his praise and easing away I looked up at him as I replied, “I locked her in the trunk with your B&D books in the barn.”

Her response all but took my breath away. I reached down and drawing her to her feet I drew her close. She hugged me tight and I sighed, “Oh Ashley, I bought those long before we were married and just never disposed of them. In fact I had forgot all about them till now. You are all the woman I will ever want or need.”

She kissed me tenderly and laying her head on my chest she asked, “Are you going to stand there and tell me you wouldn’t turn down the chance to introduce me into that world?”

I held her close my heart pounding loudly in my chest as I asked, “In what capacity? As my submissive?”

She nodded and replied, “Brad you know as well as I do that we enjoyed role-playing. I have no problem exploring the possibility of being your love slave. In fact there are certain aspects of it I find quite erotic and sensual.”

I grinned and retorted, “Like what? Wearing nipple clamps?”

She giggled and retorted, “We would have to work up to those. However the idea of wearing exotic lingerie to work under my clothes because you order me to is so sexy. Meeting you at lunch for sex in a hotel room while I’m tied up turns me on to no end. Running around here wearing your cuffs and collar knowing you can have me anytime you like almost makes me have an orgasm right here. You don’t realize how sexy you are and how often I would like you to just toss me on the couch and screw me silly!”

I stepped back and without any hesitation I cupped her generous breasts in my hands and squeezed them as I insisted, “And what about breast bondage and the clamps? What about the anal aspects of submission Ashley? What if I want to discipline you?”

Her eyes glittered with a mixture of excitement and apprehension as she thrust her chest out and responded, “Then we sit down and come up with a training plan. If we practice safe sex for anal, we should be all right; I’ve never tried it, but I know men think it’s so hot. Having a vibrating dildo in my pussy while you take my ass sounds very decadent, but I’m willing to try it for you.”

As to the breast bondage and clamps I have no problem with that. I went on line yesterday and did some research. I even went to a BDSM chat room and talked with some female subs. They made some suggestions; we can start out with light padded clamps and work up from there. I even found a soft horsehair breast flogger if your interested.”

She grinned at the gleam in my eyes as she reached up and cupped my face in her hands retorting, “Oh Brad you’d like to discipline my breasts like that?” I nodded and she sighed, “Oh baby, we can order it right away and then you can try it out on me, okay?”

I saw the authoritative gleam in his eyes and knew that I had indeed opened the proverbial box and there was now way of ever closing it again. I shivered in a mixture of anticipation as I met his gaze and whispered, “Brad?”

“Yes my beloved?” he answered warmly, his strong hands fondling my big full tits..

“Would you please take me over by the railing, bend me over and fuck me like a bitch in heat? Hold my hands behind me and use me for your pleasure?”

His eyes flashed with raw lust as he growled, “Ashley you really are getting into this submissive thing. Be careful or you might find yourself getting more than you bargained for!”

I grinned back and pleaded, “Oh yes. Jack I trust you to take this slow and easy at first. Please do!”

I waited in total silence as he glanced at the railing then grinned and ordered, “Go fetch me the belt from your cover up.” I blushed knowing that he was going to give me a taste of what lay ahead of me and spinning about I all but ran to the sliding glass door.

By the time my beloved wife returned with the soft silk belt I had moved the small cushion from the chaste lounger that she usually sunbathed on and had it covering the top of the picnic table that sat right in the center of the deck. She handed it to me and with a smile I said, “Turn around and cross your wrists behind you wench!”

She blushed biting her lower lip as she meekly submitted. With gentle tenderness I carefully bound her slender wrists behind her. Drawing her back against me I caressed her jutting breasts as she sighed, “Oh yes Brad, use me, please?” I kissed the side of her neck just below the ear and she gasped, “Oh you bastard, you know how that drives me crazy!”

I chuckled softly and informed her, “I think you need a “safe word” before we go any further. Don’t you agree?” All the while I was teasing her distended nipples as she wiggled her hips against my hard cock. She looked back up at me and nodded as she whimpered, “Oh god I like this Brad, I feel so wanton and helpless. Please stop for a second, please?”

I cupped her full creamy generous tits and waited as she caught her breath and gave me a shy look. “Oh sweet Jesus. I don’t know. This is very intense. But damn it Brad I want this, I really do.” She swallowed and looking about she explained, “I don’t know if it’s being outside naked or being under your control or a combination of it all.”

I felt her pulse slow under my fingers as she regained a semblance of control then she sighed, “Okay. I did read about safe words and I chose one that I like; “Butterfly”. Unless I say that you can keep on going. May I have “Time outs?”

I eagerly nodded, “Of course you may Darling. We’re both learning here and I don’t want you frightened or hurt. Is there anything you need to tell me?”

She blushed and looking away she confessed, “I think I like the way you torment and pull on my nipples Brad. It hurts a little but it feels so good at the same time. Next time may we try out some clothespins?” I lightly tugged at her deep red nipples and she groaned, “Oh yes just like that, only harder please?”

“If you’re sure.” I insisted anxiously.

She nodded and quipped, “Unless I use my safe word keep doing it okay?”

Without any warning I dropped to one knee before her and took her left nipple in my mouth. She inhaled loudly as I gripped her deep red nipple in my teeth and tugged on it stretching out her generous udder. She opened her mouth moaning, “Oh sweet mother of god!” She went wide-eyed as I drove a single digit up into her tight lower passage finding her soaking wet with need.

Her hips jerked lewdly as she hunched on my finger and pleaded, “Oh damn Brad, please take me!” I ignored her as I took my time ravishing her lush sweet tits. I sucked and nibbled at her nipples taking my fill of them as she rode my digit and begged me to take her.

She wreathed helplessly tugging at the sash that held her wrists in check thrusting out her generous tits as I teased and tormented her. I saw tears of frustration in her eyes as she begged me to give her my cock. But I continued gently caressed her wreathing body and ignored her pleading.

After I had brought her to the very edge of her impending orgasm I stopped and easing back I watched her lean against the edge of the table to groan, “Oh my god, you sadistic bastard. Please for the love of god, FUCK ME!”

Her last words were almost a scream and with a satisfied grin I spun her about. Pushing her over the end of the table I drove my rock hard cock into her tight hungry cunt. Her shrill cry of surprise and pleasure filled the semi darkness as I felt my thighs slap against her sweet ass cheeks. My hands found her generous breasts and holding them firmly I used them to pull her back on my raging hard on.

I heard her sob in pleasure as she hissed, “Yes, yes, yes!” Her hips bucked obscenely as she grunted, “Oh yes baby. Fuck this cunt, fill me with your hot cum!”

Never in all my life had I ever heard any woman speak like this. Let alone my wife, she was too much a lady to ever let such language come out of her mouth but hearing her made my cock throb and even as she started to spiral out of control I unloaded in her tightness.

I realized the instant that I felt the silk belt of my cover up tighten about my wrists that I had stepped across a line into a world where I had to completely trust Brad with everything I was. While he had always been a very demanding and generous lover now he was much more and I knew that in spite of my own anxieties I had to trust him to protect and to teach me things about myself I had never imagined. His love for me would keep it all in balance and make this so good.

Even as I tugged at the silk sash and pleaded for his possession I discovered that his gentleness and purpose was to please us both and I felt a deep sense of acceptance of his dominance over me. However I was so used to urging him to take me and having him do so that when he ignored me I felt frustration well up in me.

I realized then that he was showing me a new level of intimacy. A level where I had to allow him to increase my need and desire beyond anything I had ever known. It was a magnificent type of torture for me, loosing control and submitting to his possession. Letting him decide when he took me and how far to take me before he did.

When he spun me about and drove his thick hard shaft into my eager body I was like a stick of dynamite waiting for someone to light the fuse. I felt his thickness lance deep into my tight wetness and couldn’t hold back the cry of relief as I felt him fill me thicker and longer than I could ever remember in our entire time together.

At that moment I couldn’t have cared less if the entire town was watching me. All I knew was I was getting the best sex of my life and there was nothing to compare this with. I knew that Brad was totally mine and that he was making me feel more sensual and erotic than I had ever imagined.

I begged him again to fill me and then felt his thick man meat pulse inside me. I cried out as I tumbled over the edge into a whirlpool of sensation and color that left me lying all but senseless on the cushion as he pinched my nipples and unloaded in me.

Reaching down I gently untied the silk sash as Ashley panted and sobbed on the table. The glittering stars and the soft bright moonlight illuminated her voluptuous body as she let her arms drop to her sides as I asked, “Are you alright baby?”

She nodded slowly and whimpered, “Oh my god Brad. That was incredible. I feel weak all over, you might have to carry me to bed.”

I chuckled leaning down kissed her cheek as I whispered, “I was thinking about a moonlight session in the Jacuzzi.”

She slowly eased up off the cushion and sighed, “Oh baby yes. I’d like that.”

I leaned against Brad’s muscular shoulder and relaxed as he held me close. I smiled as his strong fingers teased my swollen aching nipples before speaking, “You know you have quite the flair for being a Dom dearest husband.”

His eyes filled with questions met mine as he asked; “I wasn’t too hard on you?”

I managed a soft smile as I replied, “Well I will admit to a bit of frustration when you kept working over my breasts-“ He held up his hand and I stopped. His voice was firm yet filled with understanding as he informed me, “Now listen, if you want to be my submissive you need to learn to talk like one. Now this is for only in private understand?”

I blushed knowing what was coming. I felt his hand cup my left breast and he decreed, “This is your tit or udder. That’s what you call it from now on.” His hand slid down under the water and I spread my thighs giving him access to my pubic mound.

He cupped my sex to declare, “This is your cunt, pussy, love box, fuck hole, what ever I wish. You don’t perform oral sex, you suck my cock and I don’t have anal sex with you, I fuck your asshole. Got it?”

I blushed at the crude vulgar language he used but just hearing him referring to me that way made me hot. I nodded and tenderly kissing his neck I whispered, “And I’m your cunt, slut or whore?”

He paused then asked; “You don’t mind being called that in private?”

I smiled and whispered, “Not by you Brad, I want to be your love slave. To please you in every way I can. I really enjoyed this, it’s the best sex I’ve ever had.”

My eyes met his in the moonlight and my mouth dropped open when he whispered, “I want to take you inside and shave your pussy wench. That will be my symbol of ownership, okay?”

I swallowed hard and blushed as I nodded, “Oh my god. Then you’ll fuck me again please?” I begged. Brad just grinned, “Maybe, or perhaps I’ll make you beg for it first.”

We spent most of the rest of the evening in the game room in the basement on our PC checking out web sites that featured exotic lingerie, bondage apparel and discipline equipment. I was amazed to discover how open my wife was to experimenting with various types of clamps, floggers, even riding crops.

She made it clear however that we should discuss every item we purchased and had to agree on them, eliminating the ones that were too intense. She sat naked on my lap as I played with her lush tits as she moved from site to site looking at racy lingerie for her to wear around the house for me.

She blushed seeing the half-cup corsets I wanted for her and the breast harnesses, I found on a custom website. But she agreed to them provided I let her remodel the barn loft into our private playroom. I agreed suggesting we make it soundproof and install a set of cameras to record our training sessions with.

Her eyes flashed as she cast me a warning look, “No one but us sees them Brad, anyone else and we’re in deep dodo.”

I agreed and insisted, “We’ll put a steel door on the loft and a security lock that only we know the combination to, okay?” She agreed and then straddled my lap and thrust her lush tits into my face as she held up two new wooden spring-loaded clothespins. I made a face and she begged, “Let me just try them, please?”

I grinned and without a word took her right nipple in my mouth. She gasped and shuddered, “Oh yes Brad suck that udder, please?” I eased away from her glistening nipples and plucked one pin from her hand. She bit her lower lip and waited as I hefted her generous creamy melon in it and eased the pin in place letting it stand out from her nipple as it closed.

I watched her face as the two sides closed and saw her wince as she groaned, “Oh god that hurts!” I let the pin cling to her dark ruby colored nipple and waited for her to use her safe word but she shook her head at my questioning look and I let her breast free to judder on her chest as she gasped, “Ohhhhh!”

I cupped her other tit and she nodded as I slid the second pin in place. The device closed and she hissed, “Ohhhh shit!” I felt her fingernails dig into my shoulders as she tried to cope with the discomfort and then she met my gaze and managed a soft smile as she pleaded, “Please Brad. Lay me on the pool table and fuck me. Quick!”

Grasping her tiny waist I lifted her up as she swapped her slender legs about my middle. I carried her across the few yards to ease her on the edge of the big eight-foot long table. She quickly laid back, the pins flattening her long nipples as she brought her legs back and out giving me access to her now shaved pussy.

I had always wanted to shave her and after the session in the master bathroom upstairs I had shaved her with my straight razor as she had been bound to our big four-poster bed atop a plastic shower curtain we had stashed away. Even as I grasped her trim ankles she begged, “Oh Brad fuck your whore, make me squeal with pleasure, please?”

I watched as she reached down and spread her now bald cunt lips wide for me. Without any hesitation I eased my hard cock from my boxers and drove my thick shaft into her tight, hairless cunt as she grunted, “Ohhhhh yesssss! Fuck me Master Brad, use your love slave.”

I rammed deep into her as she arched her back off the felt table and moaned, “Oh my nipples hurt so good!” I laid her ankles on my shoulders and reaching up I lightly flicked the distended clothespins with my fingers.

My eyes flew open as the exquisite torment rocketed through my tits. I saw Brad smiling down at me as his fingers again flicked the pins and I sobbed, “Oh please, time out!”

Brad paused and asked, “What’s wrong, too intense?”

I nodded and moaned, “Yes give my body time to get used to this, please?”

He nodded and then I felt his fingers tenderly caressing the undersides of my udders as he whispered, “Is that okay?”

I nodded and sighed, “Oh yes that’s nice. Please give me your cock Master Brad.”

He smiled and rocked his hips forward making my generous tits bounce. The pins tugged at my nipples as I whimpered and grunted, “Oh damn, yes!!!”

I rode his thick man meat with total abandon trying to ignore the fire in my tits but found that it blended with the pleasure in my pussy in a way I hadn’t thought possible. My fingers clutched the edge of the table as Brad pounded lustily into my willing body. I knew my nipples would be sore in the morning but I didn’t care. I was riding the crest of a wave of sensual pleasure that was more intense than anything I had ever known and by god I wanted this!

I watched Ashley’s facial expressions as I pistoned into her tight bald cunt. There was no way to express the way I felt seeing my thick hard shaft disappearing into her smooth soft pussy as the clothespins tugged at her sensitive ruby nipples. Her soft cries of delight mixed with the discomfort laid siege to my control and I struggled to keep from blasting into her tightness.

She smiled up at me and pleaded, “Oh please Master Brad may this cock hungry whore cum, please?”

“On the condition you suck my shaft clean after I unload in you bitch!” I retorted.

She eagerly nodded and gushed, “Oh yes master Brad! Thank you, thank you!” Seconds later she cried out filling the room with her lusty cries of delight as she milked my cock for all she was worth. I held her tight as I blasted my load in her tightness then eased away as she sat up and without any hesitation slid to the floor to kneel before me. I grabbed her golden hair and holding it with my fingers tugged her to my wet glistening shaft.

I felt the strain on my hair and with a coy smile pleaded, “Please Master Brad let this worthless slave lick you clean, please?” He nodded down at me and I eagerly opened my mouth as he thrust his still hard cock into my waiting mouth. Nothing ever tasted so good as our mixed juices, I savored and relished in the taste and texture as he held me in place and declared, “Tomorrow morning we go out and buy you a set of slave cuffs and a collar wench plus a set of anal dilators for your sweet asshole.”

I looked up at him and nodded in submission. He was wasting little time in making me his love slave and I found myself eager to learn. Catering to his needs was going to be such fun.

                                               Part 2

I paused in the open doorway to our bedroom and watched as my wife looked at her reflected image in the three-section mirror in the corner of the room. She caught my image in the mirror and blushed as she asked, “Are you sure about this?”

I walked across the floor and stood behind her as I replied, “Hey you agreed to my terms, remember? It’s not showing anything, the skirt comes almost to your knees and there’s very little cleavage showing.”

She blushed and turned to me as she stammered, “But Brad the material is so opaque that if the sun catches it just right you can tell I’m naked under this blouse. My nipples are poking against the material. The skirt is slit up both sides almost to the tops of my stockings! If I kneel or bend over-“

I grinned and retorted, “Then you’ll have to behave so I don’t bend you over and swat your ass, right?” She nodded and I slid my hands up under the peasant blouse and cupped her lush tits as she whimpered, “Oh you horny devil, you fucked me in the shower and then over the kitchen table after breakfast. You want me again?”

I kissed her long and deep before stepping away and shaking my head, “No just reminding you of who you belong to Ashley.”

She blushed and straightened out her blouse as she whispered, “Oh I know believe me Brad. Now any special instructions for our shopping trip?”

I nodded and replied, “Just two, one, you will address me as Sir. And second you will hike up your skirt so you sit bare-assed on any seats.”

She nodded and smiled, “Yes Master Brad.”

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The shop we went to first was located in an industrial section of the city and I had no idea it even existed. Brad had learned of it from a fellow at work and I had to admit that if I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes I wouldn’t have believed it actually was there. We parked Brad’s BMW inside a warehouse and holding my hand we crossed the floor to a pair of doors.

Pressing a button I heard a whirring sound and looked up to see a camera focused on us. Seconds later there was a buzzing sound as the door unlocked and we stepped into what appeared to be the lobby of an office building. A woman stylishly dressed approached us and greeted Brad politely asking if she could assist us.

Brad smiled reaching in his wallet drew out a card and handed it to the woman. She nodded and asked us to wait a moment then moved to the main desk. She made a phone call and I looked about anxiously as numerous men strolled past us and most of them took their time giving me admiring glances.

I clung to Brad’s arm as he whispered, “How do you like being the center of attention Wench?”

I blushed and replied, “I think most of them would like to strip me right here and ravish me.”

I saw him smile as he asked, “Shall I ask for volunteers?” She blushed a deeper shade of red and begged, “Oh Sir please no. I couldn’t handle that.”

At that moment the young woman returned and handed back the card as she warmly informed him, “We just had to check with your sponsor Mr. Carter. It’s always a pleasure to meet new couples exploring new things. If you’ll come this way?”

I held Brad’s hand as we crossed the lobby and moved down a hallway to what appeared to be a regular office door without any writing on it. Slipping a pass card through a scanner it unlocked and stepping aside she ushered us through.

Jerry had told me about this place but I was unprepared for the vastness and level of professionalism that I witnessed to this point. It was quite obvious that someone took this lifestyle very seriously and had taken great pains to make it both comfortable and fun to learn about this new lifestyle.

Even as we crossed the threshold into the store I felt a shiver of excitement course through me. It was quite obvious that this place carried a huge inventory of B&D equipment and paraphernalia. If the staff was skilled and knowledgeable we could find almost everything here we had on our list.

I glanced about as the woman that greeted us summoned a young man a few years older than myself over. The man’s eyes flickered over Ashley then back at me as he politly was introduced to us, “Jeffery, this is Mr. Carter and his lady. They are mutual friends, could you assist them?”

The man’s eyes sparkled warmly as he shook my hand then took Ashley’s and brought it to his lips to kiss it as he nodded, “It would be my pleasure to help these kind folks.”

I was not expecting the response I got from the man and the kiss sent a shiver through me, not of fear but of anticipation. I knew that Brad had made it very clear I was to obey him and I realized that this man might be seeing me naked in short order. Jeffery looked at Brad and placing his hands behind his back he inquired, “How may the Stocks & Bonds club help you?”

Brad smiled and explained, “My wife and I are just getting into the D & s lifestyle. We have done some light bondage and role-playing, but want to go further. We need equipment and props to do that.”

Jeffery nodded and waved a hand, “Come with me. Let me show you what options you have.” We trailed behind him as he informed us, “Most couples fail to realize that D & s can be on many levels. I can see that you already have started by choosing her attire for the day. The outfit is magnificent for a novice, the elastic neckline allows you access to her unfettered breasts and the skirt slides up for access as well.

I should warn you that you might see other females about here totally naked or wearing revealing lingerie. This is considered a no tell zone, what happens here, stays here. I am a professional and this lady is your property. I will treat her as such. Do we understand each other?”

He paused and looked at Brad who nodded, then he continued, “Now where were we, oh yes levels of D & s. Some Doms like to keep their relationship very discreet. To the extent that no one ever knows about it. Others like yourselves; like to hint at the possibility of it, but never flaunt it publicly.” The man stopped and pointed across the floor where a dusky skinned Hispanic woman was totally naked wearing a white leather slave collar and matching cuffs kneeling beside a man in a suit that was examining a leather flogger.

Even as I watched I saw the man turn and say something to the woman. She instantly brought her hands behind her head thrusting out a set of full ripe tits. The flogger came down across them and she whimpered loudly as the man smiled and nodded in approval.

“As you can see some masters bring their slaves here regularly to try out new items and find new ways to discipline them. Might I ask a few questions?” Jeffery inquired,” Like how long have you been married?”

I waited as Brad replied, ”Two years and three months.”

I followed him across the floor into a spacious lounge type room with a large mirror on the interior wall then heard Jeffery inquire, “Would it be awkward for your wife to disrobe for me, I need to evaluate a few physical things in order to assist you.”

I met Brad’s gaze and blushed as he gave me a questioning look but I simply nodded and obeyed. I laid my blouse and skirt on the coffee table leaving me wearing only my red garter belt, black net stockings and four- inch heels. Jeffery had me stand in front of the mirror and he walked about me stroking his chin as he ordered, “Hands behind your head, elbows back please?”

I complied and he nodded in approval, “Excellent muscle control for a woman with such generous breasts. I would say about a 38DD?” I nodded and he stepped up behind me and said, “Please observe Sir.” I held my breath as he reached around me and cupped my lush udders in his hands. He hefted them then let them drop ever so slightly to bounce on my chest. ”See how little they sag, she’s perfect for breast bondage and even a set of suction machines. “ His skilled fingers toyed with my swollen nipples as he decreed; “Her nipples are thick enough to handle several types of nipple clamps and some weights. Nothing too heavy to stretch out her breasts though.”

Looking at Brad he asked, “Might I do a little experimentation with her breasts Sir? I need to check her stimulation levels.”

I nodded and watched Ashley’s face as she glanced at me and blushed. The man stepped up in front of her and reaching out he gently rolled her nipples in his fingers tugging on them as he did. I watched as she exhaled a ragged breath and arched her back thrusting out her magnificent udders in silent offering as he spoke, “She has very sensitive upper body stimulation levels. Have you ever been able to have an orgasm by just breast and nipple stimulation?”

To my surprise I saw Ashley nod. The man smiled and looked at me as he exclaimed, “Wonderful! Please wait right here, I’ll be right back!”

Even as the man closed the door behind him I was crossing the floor and reaching for my wife. She moaned softly as I caressed and played with her generous tits as I hissed, “You shameless whore, you never told me!”

Ashley confessed, “I thought it was a one time thing right after we married and you always stopped too soon after that to get in my cunt Sir!” She gasped as I tugged at her swollen nubbins and moaned; “Oh god I wish you could fuck me here! Having another man touch me while you watch has me so hot!”

I stepped away seeing the gleam in her eyes and I asked, “Even if he watches us?”

His question took me off guard and I shuddered as I whimpered, “Oh Sir I don’t know, I-a-oh god Brad!” The door opened and Jeffery stepped inside with a case in hand. He paused seeing the expression on my face and he gave me a reassuring smile as he closed the door and asked, “Did I interrupt something? I can go take a fifteen minute coffee break if you two need some alone time.”

I bit my lower lip as my husband spoke, “Jeffery, my wife needs some attention and I was going to ask you to assist me in taking care of her. Is that possible?”

The man nodded and winked replying, “Yes it’s possible, however I’m not supposed to have physical intimacy with any of the customers. What did you have in mind?”

Brad hefted my swollen throbbing tits in his hands and declared, “I was going to ask you to stimulate her big fat udders while I screwed her and see how quickly she can cum?”

Jeffery laid the case on the counter and opening the lid removed a multi stranded soft satin cord flogger to grin and ask, “With something like this?”

My eyes went wide in stunned awe and trepidation as Brad nodded and looking about pointed to the heavy bench angled in the corner. “Yes I’ll lay on the bench. She can ride me while you use the flogger on her big creamy tits.”

The man nodded and said, “Her nipples need a good sucking before you take her, may I?”

I swallowed hard hearing Brad chuckle, “Sure.”

I shivered as the man dropped to one knee before me and reaching out he drew my left breast to him. He smiled up at me and whispered, “My god you have magnificent tits woman, bet you taste good.” Seeing the apprehension on my face he gently assured me, “The flogger stings but won’t leave any marks or bruises, okay? I’m a pro at this; trust me. I’ll teach your husband how to use it properly, okay?”

I nodded and bit my lower lip as his mouth covered my dark berry hued nipple and he suckled me with gusto. He was different than Brad’s approach yet in mere moments my poor pussy was throbbing and wet. I glanced over to see Brad watching from his reclined position on the bench, his thick ivory shaft hard jutting from his slacks.

Jeffery eased away and taking me by the arm led me to Brad where I swung my leg across him and reaching under me I guided his thick hard shaft between my outer labia. I bent my knees and eased down until the thick crown was fully engaged and then without warning Jeffery placed his hands on my shoulders and pushed me down impaling me on Brad’s thick tool.

I cried out in pleasure and pain as Brad’s thick meat spread me wide and drove deep into my eager passage. I sat there for several long moments my eyes closed as I took in the entire scene in my mind. I was totally naked wearing only a deep crimson satin and lace garter-belt, black net stockings and high heels.

Impaled on my husband’s hard ten-inches as another man, a virtual stranger held a flogger in his hands ready to use it on my out thrust breasts as I rode my husband’s cock.

I gasped loudly as I felt something soft trail across my breasts and opening my eyes I found it was the ends of the flogger Jeffery held in his hands. Looking down at Brad he said, “It works best of she places her hands behind her head and rides you.”

I saw Brad nod and he spoke, “Do as he said wench!”

I nodded and replied, “Yes Sir.”

I watched Jeffery as he smiled and informed me, “I will start off with just a few light swats letting the strands land on your breasts till you get used to it then start to target them, okay?”

I nodded and rocked my hips on Brad’s thick fuck tool as the flogger kissed my right breast. I softly sighed and nodded indicating he should continue. It felt strange yet good in a decadent sort of way. Jeffery took his time moving from one breast to the other letting me get adjusted to it then he asked, “Ready?”

I nodded and he lightly landed a slightly heavier stroke to my left udder. The stroke stung ever so lightly leaving a light pink blush to my tender flesh. A soft whimper escaped my lips as he waited a few seconds then gave my other breast a similar stroke.

“Mmmmmm, awwwwww yessss!” I gasped in delight.

He smiled and quipped, “Oh Brad you lucky devil. She’s going to like breast discipline.” I nodded and then he increased the intensity a little and I gasped, a shiver coursing through me as I whimpered, “Oh god that stings so damn good! More please?”

I tried to sit still but the need in my pussy was too intense. Even as I started to ride Brad’s thick shaft I felt the stinging blows to my breasts increase in number. Then Jeffery did the unexpected. He grasped my right nipple and lifting my breast he brought the flogger up to the underside of my udder. The sensation all but took my breath away as the discomfort blended with the pleasure in my pussy and I shivered as I begged, “Oh god please more, that almost did it!”

I closed my eyes and waited thinking sure Jeffery would return to my tender breasts but then my right nipple exploded with white-hot fire and I cried out as my orgasm hit me like a runaway freight train.

I shuddered and squealed in delight as the sensations hit me full tilt as I milked Brad’s thick shaft of every drop of his cum. Jeffery kept targeting my nipples as I rocked my hips lewdly on my husband’s thick man meat. I kept my tits sticking out as the man flicked the flogger expertly on my now pink breasts as Brad quipped, “Oh you sexy slut. We’re taking that home with us.”

Jeffery paused and laying the flogger on the counter he smiled and asked, “Might I show you a few other items that will enhance your breast discipline?”

I nodded and the man exited the room as I told Ashley, “Now lick me clean slut!” The expression on her face was one of mixed emotions as she obeyed kneeling between my thighs to take my glistening shaft in her mouth. I could tell she wanted to refuse, but her pride as my love slave forced her to obey and prove herself to me.

She had barely finished when there was a tap on the door and I told Ashley to answer it. Eagerly she rose and crossed the floor to open the door and admit Jeffery and another woman that was wearing a very skimpy bikini.  The young woman carried several cartons in her arms and she carefully laid them on the counter before kneeling before Jeffery and bowing her head.

Ashley knelt beside me and waited as Jeffery spoke, “This is Darla, my submissive. She works here as a model and as a training assistant. I asked her to join us so she could answer any questions either of you might have about the lifestyle.”

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Two hours later I eased my sensitized body into the passenger’s seat of our BMW and watched as Brad loaded the three bags of bondage toys into the trunk. With Darla’s kind assistance and coaching we had experimented with almost everything on our list including three types of nipple clamps. Two of which I knew I could handle and the third I had wore for all of about five seconds then used my safe word.

Brad and Jeffery had quickly eased the heavy butterfly clamps off my stretched out tits then had gently caressed and massaged them till the residual pain had faded. I heard the car door open and glanced over to see Brad staring at my chest where under my blouse I was wearing a pair of black and gold titilisers that kept my nipples hard. He smiled and I blushed as he asked, “How’s the nipples wench?”

“Hard and throbbing Master Brad. Did you actually buy that double breast pump you were looking at?” I asked eagerly. Brad nodded and I shivered in anticipation as I asked, “Are you going to get me those pills at the nutrition store to get me lactating?”

I saw him pause then nod, “Probably later after we get the play room finished. I’d like a special milking stanchion for you so I can screw you silly while I pump out your tits. Jeff gave me the name of a Dom that makes them. How would you feel about having to service another Dom as payment for some of our equipment?”

I glanced over and saw my wife’s eyes and knew she wasn’t ready for that and it would be some time before she was. The outright fear and utter terror at the prospect of allowing a stranger to freely use her was plainly evident on her face.

I reached over and covered her hand as I reassured her, “It’s alright Ashley, I understand. To be honest I was totally blown away that you allowed Jeffery to touch you. But I must confess watching him suck your nipples was such a turn on. I wanted to ravish you right there.”

I giggled as he started the car and we drove away as I inquired, “Where are we going now?”

He smiled and replied, “Jeff gave me the address to a specialty shop close by that has a little side business selling special types of clothing for people into B&D. I thought we might stop by and take a look? I mean a submissive needs proper attire, right?”

I nodded, my pussy getting wetter just thinking about what lay in store for me. My god what had I gotten myself into? It was like a big slide at the park; once you pushed off there was no stopping till you got to the bottom.

The boutique was very classy and expensive but Brad never even blinked as we held hands and strolled into the place. Jeffery had called ahead it seemed and a very kind older woman took us under her wing.

She led us behind a large oriental screen and lifting aside some drapes exposed a door that she ushered us through. In a brief instant we stepped into an envirment that would shock most people and at first intimidated me until the woman calmly patted my arm and retorted, “Relax dear girl, the displays are for modeling our products. The girls wearing these harnesses are used to their effects and get paid outrageous bonuses. Now Jeffery tells me you’re both new to this so tell me what your looking for.”

I glanced at Brad and froze as he replied, “Jeffery told me about a breast suspension harness you sell and something about a discipline bridle?” I had been so busy talking with Darla that I hadn’t heard much of Brad’s conversation with Jeff and this came as a surprise to me.

I saw the stunned look on Ashley’s face. I gave a questioning look to which she gave me a small smile and nodded in acquiescence. Submitting to my lead as the woman smiled and chirped, “Oh yes we have several types to choose from. Right this way please?”

We strolled past several displays that showed subs being disciplined wearing special harnesses and specialty designed attire till we came to a plush room that looked like a small cozy Victorian parlor. The woman smiled and asked us to sit then she took a seat across from us and reaching out she took Ashley’s hands in her and spoke,” You must love this man very much to be willing to be his submissive. It takes a special type of woman to do that.”

I saw my wife blush then she looked over at me and answered, “Yes I love Brad with everything I am. I want to please him in every way and be a good love slave for him.”

The woman nodded and sighed, “Ah a love slave. Well that entails a great deal of trust and confidence in this man to not just protect you but to listen to your concerns as well. Now the items he mentioned earlier are not for the faint of heart or for the novice and both of you are just starting out, correct?”

We nodded and the woman declared, “I can allow you to try them out but please understand that they are both very intense. While the harness protects the sub from damaging her breasts, it still is quite painful. The discipline bridle comes in several types; they range from simple rings to ones with needles that will pierce the areoles and are not for the faint of heart. We even have half-cup bras that are lined with pins along with panties with vibrating dildoes in them for both orifices.”

Just hearing her mention these details sent a shiver through me and I glanced over at Brad in time to hear him ask, “Might we see one of the bridles, perhaps a mild one?”

The woman nodded and looking at me she asked, “What size?”

“A 38DD.”I replied and she turned away to leave. I waited anticipating her return knowing Brad was going to enjoy my discomfort at being tit hung. I remembered the one book I had read about the young woman captured by the pirates. How they had hung her by her tits and ravaged her asshole before making her walk the plank. Fortunately they had allowed her hands to be free and she had swum to a nearby island. There she was found by a castaway sea captain, who trained her to be his sex slave.

It took almost two hours to try everything on Brad wanted then he bought a couple of bondage harnesses and two party frocks that were made of sheer lace for me to wear for him around the house.

I flipped the release that wound up the tape measure and made a mark on the floor of the loft before standing up and looking around the spacious area. Todd smiled at me and nodded as he quipped, “My crew can be here tomorrow morning and we can have all this remodeled in about ten days or so. Provided the materials come in, of course.” Looking up at the heavy wooden beams overhead he mused, “I can bolt a couple of laminated beams across two of those and bolt the hoist in place just like you requested. This old barn is built like a fortress, solid as they come.”

I nodded back and replied, “The first half of the agreed on price is at your bank now. The other half will be when the job’s done and I inspect it, okay?”

                                                Part Three

I had been concerned when Brad told me the crew would be working around the barn the next week or so because as a general rule I was going about the house wearing very little if anything at all. Brad either laid out my clothes or he left me a note telling me what I was allowed to wear.

I found it very erotic to obey him going to work each day at the office wearing such exotic lingerie under my stylish clothing. We arranged to meet several times each week during our lunch hours at a nearby hotel for an hour of hot passionate bondage and sex that left me primed for even more when we got home from work. However, the time the construction crew was busy remodeling our new playroom I was allowed to wear regular clothes, however nothing under them.

Once we came home in the afternoon I would strip down and keep the drapes closed so I could serve him. Several times we slipped out in the darkness after the crew left and Brad would use a piece of scrap lumber on my bare butt then fuck my brains out on a stack of lumber or on a blanket we took along.

The ten days seemed to fly by and on a Saturday morning Brad informed me that he would be moving the special bondage furniture we had ordered into the loft. It took us only a short hour to carry the cartons up the stairs and through the door into the room where I discovered Brad had kept a secret from me. Not only had he had the room completely soundproofed and wired for recording our sessions. He had paid the crew to build a large deck out on the back of the barn for us.

I stepped out onto the deck through the sliding glass doors from the loft and gasped seeing the two heavy vertical beams about eight feet apart. Already Brad had used a cordless drill and placed eye bolts in them to secure me to. A heavy-duty wooden horse built out of four-inch square beams was lag-bolted to the deck not far away and a solid wood bench was in the other corner.

I stood in the open doorway and watched my wife as she surveyed the surprise I had made her then saw her blush as she turned to me and sighed, “You realize that you’ll have to gag me out here?”

I shrugged my shoulders and replied, “Perhaps. Depends on what we’re doing out here. You want to help me assemble the furniture? That way we can try it out sooner.” Her eager nod told me all I needed to know as I smiled, “Okay but you have to work nude.”

She giggled and retorted, “Well fancy that now!”

I stood before the three-section mirror in our bedroom and looked at my reflection in the three glass panels. Only a short month ago I would have cringed at dressing like this but not now. The deep crimson cup-less cincher was snug about my already slender waist and held up the black lace patterned stockings that encased my womanly thighs.

The four-inch platform heels made my legs look longer and added to the sensual image I was creating for my husband. I slid on the soft lined slave collar about my neck and secured it in place pondering when the day would arrive that I would put it on for the last time to leave it there. Boldly telling everyone at the office that I belonged to my husband.

I glanced at the wall clock and smiled I still had eight minutes to finish getting ready to meet him in the living room and I was going to make sure he was pleased with my selections of apparel for out first session in the loft. It had taken us almost five hours of serious work to bolt everything together and then secure it in place, in between a couple of bouts of hot steamy sex!

I had never known Brad to be so totally focused on anything as he was on me now. It was as if he had discovered a new special gift and was going all out to make sure he used it to it’s fullest potential.

I reached for the gold and black nipple stimulators and slid them down to the base of my nipples and eased them closed feeling the now familiar rush of anticipation as I realized that very soon Brad would be recording my every action and cry as he took his pleasure with my bound body. I took the perfume bottle from the vanity and misted a cloud of sensual aroma over my body then with a slow easy breath turned to the open bedroom door.

I was nursing my first snifter of Cognac when there was a soft sound at the open doorway and turning my head I looked at the scantily clad female that stood there. I swallowed hard fighting down the urge to bend her over the back of the couch and shove my now hard cock up her tight bald pussy.

I waited and then smiled as she dropped to her knees and placing the leash attached to her slave collar in her mouth she crawled across the plush carpet and knelt before me placing her hands behind her head with elbows back thrusting out her magnificent breasts as she did.

She remained motionless as I walked around her kneeling form lightly running my fingertips across her exposed skin, pinching her firm nipples and tugging at them. I nodded in approval and reaching out took the leash from her mouth before speaking, “You chose wisely wench, I approve. Now any questions before we commence this session?”

A shiver of anticipation coursed through me as I licked my lips and nodded. He gave me permission to speak and I inquired, “Since this is our first official training session in the loft, Does this mean we’re still using the same rules as before?”

Brad nodded and replied, “Yes, you may have time outs and may use your safe word if things become too intense. There will be no anal sex, but there will be breast, nipple, and pussy discipline, all rather light this time. However, I will be using you as I desire. This is not lovemaking Ashley, understand?”

I met his eyes and nodded smiling then whispered, “Fuck my brains out Brad, please?”

He grinned and retorted, “Count on it. Now I’m going to give you a slave name. You will answer to this when we’re alone or in a session, understand? Also I will address you as a slut or a whore if I so desire as well.”

I felt a shiver course through me and waited nodding my submission to him. ”I will call you Big Tits. What is your new name slut?” he insisted.

I whispered back, “My name is Big Tits Master Brad. My body is yours to use as you desire.”

A firm tug on the leash brought me to my feet as he commanded, “Follow me to the barn slut. It’s time to see how big of a whore you really are.”

I fully expected Brad to put my satin and lace clad body in suspension as soon as we closed the heavy steel door behind us and locked it. I was taken by surprise when he led me across the room to the doorway that accessed the discipline chamber and kept going to the door that accessed the back deck.

Stepping out into the early afternoon sunlight I meekly followed him across the thick wooden planking my heels clicking on the wood as he led me to the twin posts that were in the center of the deck. Positioning my body between the thick posts he secured the rings in my cuffs to the clips on the cables and then using the small winches lifted my arms up and out till my toes were barely touching the deck.

Without a word he drew my stocking clad legs out and clipped my ankle cuffs to rings at the base of the pillars leaving me helplessly stretched out in a large X. I watched him check each connection then without a word he walked away leaving me in the early afternoon sun.

I smiled to myself as I stepped back inside the cool interior of the loft and turned to watch my wife as she hung between the posts. The light breeze would keep her cool and not allow her to over heat as I prepared my surprise for her.

It took me mere minutes to bring the tripod out and position the camera to record her first session. I kept the equipment behind her in order for her not to see it as I took the sleep mask from my pocket and moved to cover her eyes. She bit her lower lip as I slid it in place but remained silent as I paused and caressed her lush creamy udders tugging the heavy-duty chain that hung between them.

A shiver coursed through her helpless form as I leaned down And flicked my tongue across each of her trapped nipples and she gasped loudly tugging helplessly at her bonds as she whimpered, “Ohhhh…”  I smiled and moved the camera into position locking the wheels in place as I focused the lens on her beautiful body.

This was my first time in suspension and I quickly discovered that hanging by my wrists was not comfortable. The sleep mask deprived me of sight and I found that I was hearing unfamiliar sounds off to my left. I had no idea what it was but Brad’s skilled hands and mouth on my body was more than enough to distract me from it. His fingers eased the wire pressure rings from my nipples and I moaned softly as his lips kissed them each in turn.

I fully expected to feel the sting of the flogger any second and was resigned to the fact that my husband/master was going to make this an encounter I would never forget. I shuddered as his lips returned to my nipples, his skilled tongue teasing and swirling around my puffy areoles. I clinched my fists tugging uselessly at my bonds wanting desperately to touch him and return the tender caresses he was giving my unfettered breasts.

The soft warm summer breeze kissed my distended nipples sending jolts of pleasure to my sex fogged brain as he lightly caressed my jutting udders with his fingertips. My need was growing deeper by the second as he took his time relishing in my bondage. I moaned and begged, ”Oh master please show mercy, please?”

His breath wafted across my glistening left nipple as he inquired, “Are you asking for a time out slut?”

I shook my head and he quipped, “Then relax and enjoy this wench!”

I nodded whispering, “Yes Master Brad.”

His mouth covered my nipple and he suckled me deeply tugging my deep red flesh out with his even white teeth stretching out my generous udder from my chest as I gasped and shuddered in delight. The discomfort was minor compared to the pleasure he was giving me and I found myself rocking my hips in a silent invitation for him to take me.

I might be his slave but I was first a woman and he needed to know I was his for the taking. I bit my lower lip as his hand came to my shaved pussy and I felt his palm cover my bare sex. I was as hot as a blast furnace as he slipped a thick finger between my spread outer labia and found my throbbing engorged clit.

His skilled fingertip grazed it and I gave a soft cry of delight as I shuddered and tried to grasp him with my pussy muscles. I had no shame or inhibitions left, I was filled with need and desire. I begged him, “Please Master let your humble slave cum, please?”

His voice filled with amusement responded, “But Big Tits, were just getting started. Must I gag you?”

I hung my head in shame as I realized that Brad was determined to take me beyond anything I had ever experienced as his wife and lover. Today I became his sex toy, the woman he would use as he saw fit to pleasure himself. My needs and desires were now irrelevant, I was his property and he would take me at his leisure and I had no choice but to accept this.

Hanging my head I whispered, “If it pleases you sir yes. This slave has no control Master. I’m sorry.” Brad’s footsteps moved away and then returned. He ordered me to open my mouth and I complied feeling the tube gage slip between my lips. The gag was secured behind my head and he asked, “Can you breath alright Big Tits?”

I nodded and then groaned as his fingers grasped my swollen glistening nipples and tugged then slowly twisted them as the discomfort grew in my tits. I trembled in his grasp as he tugged my tits out from my chest as he declared, “You look so hot like this Big tits, I think it’s time for the flogger.”

I whimpered in submission as I felt the pressure on my nipples ease as my big creamy udders bounced on my chest over the top of the cincher. I had been expecting the flogger and found myself eagerly anticipating the sting it brought to my udders and the fire to my nipples. Now that I had experienced the intensity that discipline added to my sexual pleasure I knew I could never go back to vanilla sex. I took a slow easy breath and without any hesitation arched my back thrusting out my lush creamy DD’s. Telling my master I was eager for the lash. His footsteps returned and I froze as my ears picked up something else. One if not two other sets of footsteps! I hung there in utter shock as I felt Jack’s hands caressing my bare tits as he informed me, “I invited two other friends of ours over to assist me in our first session so I didn’t over do things Big Tits. You remember Jeffery and his submissive Darla? Right?”

I nodded slowly as a sense of relief swept over me, at least they knew about what was going on but I knew that I was going to have to have a talk with Brad about this later. Jeffery’s low husky voice eased my fears as he leaned close and whispered, “Brad ‘s a little anxious about inflicting any damage on you and called me to coach him this time. I’m only here as an observer Big tits, unless you want me involved, that’s up to you understand?”

I nodded and Brad inquired, “Do you want him to be in on this? Do you want him to use you?” I hung there in stunned bewilderment and considered the possibilities and realized that I wasn’t ready for another man to have free access to my body. I wanted Jack to dominate me and train me as his slave, no one else.

Lifting my head I slowly shook it and Jeffery’s voice reassured me, “That’s just fine Big Tits, if you’re not ready for that I understand. Just to let you know I’m good with that and it shows honesty and openness. That’s good, I will walk Brad through this session and Darla can help as well okay? They will be the only ones touching you, understand?”

I nodded eagerly as I felt unfamiliar hands gently heft my breasts as Darla whispered, “Have you been using the flogger at all?” I nodded eagerly and she giggled, “Oh my god she actually likes the flogger!” I blushed as Brad lightly trailed the soft satin strands across my out thrust breasts as Darla sighed, “Master might this shameless whore pleasure your slave with her mouth?”

I held my breath as Brad’s voice responded, “You may but you must offer your cunt to your master and get his permission first.”

Jeffery chuckled and retorted, “Very good Brad, you take to this quite well. Eat her pussy you shameless whore while I fuck your tight cunt!” I heard Darla giggle and seconds later felt her fingers spreading my pussy lips wider as her tongue teased my inner labia. The ends of the flogger trailed across my out thrust udders as I groaned in anticipation and need.

Even as the woman’s very skilled tongue slid into my wet passage seeking out my clit Brad brought the flogger to my jutting cow tits. The first stroke was just hard enough to sting and I gasped as it blended with Darla’s skilled ministrations to my pussy. Jeffery’s voice told him he was on track and again the flogger came to my flesh landing on my other udder.

I moaned around the gag as Jeff stopped Brad and instructed him to now caress and tease my nipples before delivering the next two strokes. Brad’s skilled fingers tenderly teased my flesh and I shivered under his caresses. I shook my head in resolve realizing that this was something totally new and would drive me crazy with desire if he continued.

The flogger again came to the outer slopes of my heaving breasts lightly kissing my creamy flesh as Darla’s skilled tongue found my clit and she sucked it into her eager mouth. The woman groaned against my spread cuntlips and I knew that Jeffery had driven his cock into her tightness.

The sound of his hips slapping against her asscheeks proved me right as the man sighed in delight, “Oh you cock hungry bitch, eat that pussy!” There was a slapping sound and Darla squealed delightfully as he increased her licking and sucking of my sex.

I glanced over at the camera and nodded in satisfaction. Ashley would be able to watch every minute of her first discipline session later this evening. I wanted her to see just how erotic she looked with a woman kneeling between her spread thighs as I flogged her ripe lush tits. I had the sequence down now and was working her lush body like a fine musical interment as she whimpered and moaned in torment and delight.

I leaned in and whispered. “Want to watch?” She nodded eagerly and with one deft move I slid off the mask. She blinked her eyes a couple of times and met my gaze as I asked, “Are you okay with this?” She nodded slowly and I smiled, “I can’t risk hurting the woman I love Ashley.”

Her eyes glittered warmly and she nodded in understanding then she went wide-eyed as Darla’s skilled tongue found her G spot. I stepped back and again brought the flogger to her big creamy tits as she thrust them out inviting the next stroke.

I started increasing the intensity of the strokes and she nodded telling me she was ready for it. Jeff nodded his approval and I lifted her tits by her nipples and targeted the tender undersides. Big Tits moaned and squirmed under the lash as Darla worked hungrily on her knees before the helpless woman.

I paused as the woman eased from Ashley’s wet pussy and asked, “Is your slave allowed to cum Master Brad?”

I shivered and quivered in my bonds as I faintly heard Darla’s voice and Brad’s answer. My body was one mass of sensation. A rich mixture of anguish and delight as the woman returned to her task at hand assured that I was allowed to cum. 

The flogger was targeting my areoles now sending harder jolts of torment to my sex fogged brain as Jeff rammed his hard cock into his slave’s eager cunt. I felt her face push deeper against my hairless cunt as I panted and whimpered in need. Brad smiled at me and I nodded silently begging him to increase the strokes.

I watched his arm draw back and with a side arm motion he brought the flogger parallel to Darla’s back directing the satin strands directly across my left nipple. The “SWITT!!” was loud and filled the loft as my breast juddered under the stroke and the pain exploded in my creamy tit. I groaned loudly arching my back as my muffled cry filled the room knowing that this was what I so desperately craved and needed to come.

The flogger again arched through the air and even as the satin strands landed I was screaming out my pleasure as I tumbled over the edge into the awesome abyss of my orgasm. I felt Brad savagely lash my tits as I humped against Darla’s face and wreathed like the shameless whore I was. My big fat tits bounced lewdly on my chest as I screamed out my pleasure and shook my head back and forth as I came again, then again.

We were sitting inside the loft several long minutes later sipping a glass of chilled wine when Jeff looked down at Ashley’s kneeling form beside my chair and with a gentle smile he asked, “Well Ashley, how was it for you?”
I waited looking down at her and she blushed and lifting her eyes she met mine as she whispered, “Master Brad might this slave have a time out to ask a question?”

I nodded and she asked, “Master am I to respond only to my slave name now? You didn’t specify anything about other people.”

I smiled at her and nodded, “I think it safe to assume that Jeffery and Darla will understand and will agree to be discreet about this evening. Yes.”

Nodding she lowered her head and remained silent as I smiled at Jeff and informed him, “I have given my slave a new name for when she is in training or we are alone.”

I heard Darla giggle and Jeff chuckled as he quipped, “Ah so I’m not the only one that does that.” Tugging on the leash attached to the other kneeling woman’s collar he decreed, “ This cock hungry slut is called Cum Sucker.” Looking at Ashley he demanded, “What is your slave name wench?”

“My master has named me “Big Tits” Sir.”

My wife blushed as she answered, I saw Jeff grin and nod in approval as he asked, “Well Big Tits, how was your first real bondage experience?”

The full-breasted woman glanced at me and I nodded giving her permission to answer. She was silent for several moments then she spoke, “There were several elements to it that were totally new to me. I’m no stranger to the flogger but the addition of the teasing and nipple licking was quite intense. It added an aspect to it that increased my sexual lust greatly. Cum Sucker is an excellent pussy eater, she knew exactly what to do you please me. You have trained her well Master Jeffery. I am grateful for you kind assistance.”

I reached down and caressed her silky blond hair and then leaning down whispered in her ear. “Grateful enough to go beg to suck his cock as a show of your gratitude?”

                                               FT-2

My husband’s words sent a rush through my body as I knelt beside his recliner on the thick satin cushion. I knew that eventually this time would come and yet hadn’t expected it to be so soon. Not that I was unwilling to demonstrate my submission to him, in fact I was rather happy to show Jeffery that I was eager to obey my master.

However I knew too that if I crawled across that floor and begged him to let me suck his cock I was almost certain to have Darla reciprocate and I wasn’t sure that I could handle watching Brad use another woman. I turned my head and looked up into Brad’ eyes and he saw the expression on my face. He gave me a reassuring smile and whispered, “I won’t let him take you Big Tits. Not unless you beg me to. You need a time out?”

I nodded anxiously and he smiled, “Very well speak.”

My voice was low and anxious, “If I do this he’s going to offer you Cum Sucker and I’m not sure if I’m ready to see you with another woman. I’m sorry Master.”

He nodded and winked at me as he replied, “I’ll handle this, trust me, okay?” I nodded and he looked up at Jeffery to find him waiting calmly as his slave sat on his lap, his hands fondling her ripe 36C’s. Brad caressed my silky soft hair as he spoke up. “Jeffery could you do me a favor?”

The man’s eyes flashed with eager anticipation as he nodded and asked, “What can I help you with Brad, I’m here to assist you in anyway I can, we both are.”

I noted the way Darla was casting glances at my wife and realized that the other woman might also be a bit apprehensive about her role here tonight. I leaned back in my chair and after taking a healthy sip of my wine I spoke, “Jeffery this is the first time that Big Tits has ever interacted with another Master and she’s both excited and a bit apprehensive about it. She’s eager to demonstrate her submission to me but as my wife she’s not to sure about how she feels about exchanging shall we say “favors” with another couple? She has never been with anyone else and feels a bit uncomfortable about me being pleasured by another woman.”

I saw Darla lean into Jeff’s face and whisper something to him and the man nodded in agreement with a soft smile on his face. The naked woman rose and kneeling before her master she bowed her head then softly whispered, “Master J might this humble slave make a suggestion?”

The man nodded and the stunning brunet spoke again, “Might she and Big Tits pleasure you and Master Brad with our mouths then if Big Tits wishes she may switch with me and drink down your cum?”

I could have run to Darla and hugged her, indeed she knew just how to ease my fears and assay the tension of the moment. I blushed as my master agreed and picking up my leash tugged on it to have me crawl across the plush carpet towards the sliding glass door accessing the deck behind the barn again.

It was late afternoon by now and the breeze was cool and yet held the warmth of the day as we were led across the thirty-foot wide deck. I again assumed my “Presentation” position and waited anxiously as Darla stopped next to me and did the same. I listened as she glanced at me then spoke, “Master J may I have your permission to suck Master Brad’s cock?”

I waited wondering how the man would react to her request then blushed as he chuckled and retorted, “You have my permission to do so but you must beg him to allow it first.”

Brad stepped up in front of me and reaching down he fondled and caressed my jutting tits. I moaned softly relishing in his teasing of my flesh as I shuddered in anticipation of his next orders. I knew what was coming and braced myself emotionally for what I knew would be taking me into a world I had only read about and seen in BDSM movies.

Brad teased my dusky nipples then spoke firmly, “Big Tits, you will crawl over to Master J and beg him to allow you to pleasure him.”

I took a slow easy calming breath and whispered, “Yes Master Brad, I will obey.”

I waited as my beautiful blond haired slave dropped to all fours and turning she crawled on all fours across the deck to kneel before Jeff. Squatting on her heels she bowed her head and spoke in a somewhat shaky voice, “Please master J, this slave humbly asks if she might pleasure you with her mouth.”

I waited as Jeff looked at me then grinned as he replied, “Big Tits, as much as I would enjoy having you suck my hard cock and watch you swallow my cum, there is something I would rather do with you that I would find more pleasant.”

I saw a shiver course through Ashley’s womanly form as she gathered her resolve and asked, “How may this slave please you Sir?”

Jeff reached down and hefting my wife’s generous tits in his hands he answered, “I want to fuck these beautiful tits and have you swallow my cum.” Ashley blushed a deep crimson and remained in place as the man squeezed and teased her nipples.

Licking her lips she remained motionless as she conceded, “It would be an honor to have you tit fuck me Sir.” I watched as she rose up on her knees as her hands found the front of his slacks and the belt buckle.

Brad had introduced me to tit fucking just before we got engaged and I had taken to it with a zeal that had even surprised me. There was just something about taking a thick, hard cock between my DD’s and feeling it glide back and forth that made me feel so wanton and naughty. I skillfully eased Jeff’s slacks open and let then slide down to his knees then eased his boxers down as well exposing his thick hard shaft.

I wasn’t disappointed at all with his equipment, he wasn’t as long as Brad but was definatly thicker and ready for action. I reached for my jutting udders only to have him quip, “Oh no slut. Hands behind your back, these beauties are mine for now.”

I grinned as Jeff winked at me and drew Ashley’s lush creamy tits around his man meat. He sighed in bliss as he slid his cock in her lush cleavage as Darla knelt before me looking up she bit her lower lip and whispered, “I remember my first other Dom encounter. I was scared too. I’ll try to ease your wife into this as easily as I can.”

I nodded and smiled down at her as I leaned back against the heavy wooden railing. I listened as Ashley worked her self up and down on Jeff’s cock as Cum Sucker freed my cock and eased it out of my slacks. Her eyes went wide as she hissed, “Oh shit I would love to get double teamed by you and my husband, please tell him you want to?”

I gave her a cold look and winked then commanded, “Suck that cock bitch!”

Tipping my head down I pursed my lips and let the tip of Master J’s cock poke against them as he rode my soft tits. I moaned in pleasure catching a glimpse out of the corner of my eye of Brad’s thick man meat spreading Darla’s ruby red lips wide as he slid into her eager mouth. I knew that eventually I would no doubt end up with another man’s cock in my pussy and mouth as well but as Brad’s love slave I would do it, not as his wife.

It was quite obvious to me that Jeffery found my tits very erotic and since his own slave wasn’t as well endowed he was taking this opportunity to enjoy his pleasures. I felt Jeff’s strong lean fingers digging into my sensitive udders but I remained silent determined to show my master how well trained I was.

The earlier flogging has sensitized my nipples to the point that they ached as Jeff mauled and manhandled my creamy orbs thrusting his man root between them. I lowered my head as far as I could and found that by doing so I could take the entire crown into my mouth with each stroke. I started teasing the sensitive underside of the crown with my tongue and Jeff groaned in delight as he increased his rhythm.

Minutes later I felt his cock spasm and I tightened my lips around the crown as he held my head in his hands and unloaded in my face. I sucked him hard as he groaned and declared, “Oh god Brad she’s a cock-sucking whore! I can feel that all the way to my balls!”

Brad’s chuckle was the best reward I could have as I swallowed down Jeff’s load. I was surprised that Jeffery tasted different than Brad, but not in a bad way at all. I savored the rich creamy texture and richness as it flooded my mouth and I swallowed it down. He erupted twice between my ruby red lips and I proceeded to lick him clean as I heard my husband groan and sigh, “Now I know why you named this one cum sucker, her mouth is like a Hoover!”

Master J chuckled and stepping behind me he reached down and started caressing my sensitive nipples and puffy areoles as we watched Brad pump into Darla’s lovely face. I noticed that he was watching Jeff’s hands as they squeezed and teased my jutting tits and I felt a swell of satisfaction that he enjoyed watching another man tease and play with my body.

Then he did something that took me by surprise. Reaching down he grabbed a handful of Cum Suckers hair and boldly decreed, “This naughty wench needs her cunt stuffed Master J, care to ream out her pussy?”

I heard Jeff chuckle again as he retorted, “That bitch is a cock hungry slut. She always needs her holes filled, lets take her inside and do this properly.”

Pushing Darla away I grabbed Big Tit’s leash and led her back into the barn where I watched Jeffery scan the room then grin. Pointing to the horse he decreed, “That will work just fine I think Master Brandon. Might I have your kind assistance?” I grinned and without any hesitation I turned and secured Ashley’s wrists to a post over her head so she could observe as we went to work on the slender brunette.

I was securing my wife’s wrists over her head when I whispered, “Are you okay with this?”

She looked at Darla then back before nodding and replied, “Just practice safe sex Master, please?”  I nodded and winked before turning away to assist Jeff.

I stood secured to the heavy beam that ran from the floor to the roof and watched in awed wonder as Jeff led his slave across the plush carpet to the leather upholstered horse that was bolted to the floor. The young woman never even flinched when Brad seized her slender cuff adorned wrists and drew them behind her back as Jeff secured her leather cuffed ankles to the heavy rings located at the base of the legs of the device.

I heard the whine of an electric motor and watched as a thin cable lowered from overhead and Brad ran the hook around the woman’s cuffed wrists. I watched in mute curiosity as Jeff moved to the cabinet and lifted a set of heavy-duty nipple clamps from a hook. I bit my lip remembering how they had felt on my own nipples when Brad had tried them on me at the shop.

Darla was in for some serious pain before they were done with her. Jeffery wasted little time in teasing his slave’s dark red nipples into hardness then he slid the clamps on as she whimpered and bit her lip trying to cope with the discomfort. Brad watched as his male counterpart lifted the chain connecting the clamps and slapped the woman’s tits with his hand making her gasp in anguish as they juddered on her chest.

“She’s a shameless bitch and needs the pain to enjoy getting her fuck hole filled.” He declared. Crossing the floor he picked up a bag he had obviously brought with him and bringing it over to where I stood he smiled. I waited anxiously wondering what lay in store for me as he lowered his voice and reaching in the bag he lifted out a leather harness attached to a thick ribbed dildo. I gasped softly as Brad caressed my big tits and heard Jeff whisper, “Master Brad how would you like to help me give my slave one of her sex fantasies?”

My eyes were focused on the dildo as I kept my head bowed in acute trepidation. What was this, what was Jeffery going to ask? Brad nodded and inquired, “What’s on your mind?”

Glancing over at where Darla stood with her back to us the Dom whispered, “Every since we have been together Darla has wanted to be double teamed by another couple while I watch and record it. After we met a few weeks ago she came to me and begged that I contact you two because she feels safe with you both.”

Reaching out he cupped Ashley’s chin in his hand and lifting her head up he smiled warmly down at her as he boldly declared, “I’m not going to deny that I would love using you Big Tits. I would totally enjoy binding your big fat tits with rope and using a flogger on them before I fuck you silly. But you’re not ready for that yet and I know that. I just hope that someday you will and when it does I hope your master will let me do that. But until then I am asking for your help. I want Darla happy and she has these needs that require another couple, will you help me?”

His eyes were filled with a deep affection for his slave and I couldn’t help but smile recognizing that look that Brad gave me. I swallowed hard and answered, “How may this slave assist you Sir?”

Taking a deep breath Jeff indicated the harness; “Okay Darla wants her mouth and pussy filled with cock with weights hanging from her nipple clamps as she’s used. Now either Brad can fuck her cunt while I use her mouth or you can strap this on and do her cunt. The ribs on this dildo will have her begging for mercy in no time at all. The choice is yours Big Tits, I know this is asking a great deal so soon.”

I looked at my slave and saw her blush as she confessed, “I have never been with another woman Master J. However if my master commands me to use this on her tight pussy I will obey.”

I saw Jeff nod and grin as he whispered, “She likes it rough Big tits so don’t be afraid to swat her tight ass and to ram this in her nice and deep, okay?”

I looked at my sub, nodded in understanding, “I will release you Big Tits and help you put on the harness while Master J sets up his camera.” It took me mere seconds to free her cuffed wrists then I stood by as she hesitantly worked the leather harness about her hips seating the black firm rubber dildo in place.

I watched her pause running her fingers over the surface of the dildo shuddering feeling the ridges that encircled the shaft just behind the flared tip. She closed her eyes for a few moments imagining this monster ramming into her own cunt and I smiled making a mental note to find one for her.

This curved shaft was designed for one thing, to drive a woman wild with lust and I was determined to show both master J and my master that I could do just that with Darla’s helpless body.

I glanced over to discover Jeff holding a video camera on his shoulder and I blushed realizing that he would have me naked on camera savagely fucking his slave as Brad fucked her face. Hearing a loud moan I looked over to see my husband suspending shiny silver cubed weights from Darla’s nipple clamps. The weight tugged the woman’s creamy tits downward as tears filled her eyes but she never protested or begged for mercy as her master used the control to raise her arms behind her forcing her to bend forward at the waist until her upper body was parallel to the floor. I dropped to one knee for a moment and saw her full ripe tits were stretched into cones of taunt tit flesh as the weights along with gravity tugged them towards the floor. Jeff focused the camera lens on his slaves helpless form then indicated we should begin. I moved across the floor behind the slender younger woman and without any hesitation brought my hand down sharply on her ass.

Her yelp of surprise and pain filled the room as I declared, “You naughty whore! You want your holes filled?”

Darla whined and pleaded, “Yes Mistress, please? My poor pussy needs a hard cock in it and my mouth as well!” I remembered how Brad had teased me when he spanked me and I ran my hands over her tight young ass then again brought my hand down firmly.

“OUCH!” she exclaimed wiggling her pert butt. I looked up to see Brad smiling at me. His nod indicated I should continue and with a blush I complied. “You worthless whore, have you no shame?” I demanded.

The bound woman shook her head and moaned, “None Mistress, I am a complete slut. I beg to suck cock and to be used by anyone that desires me.” I swatted her again as she moaned then moved behind her and grasping the ribbed shaft in hand brought it to her spread outer labia. Her voice filled with raw need begged, “Oh mistress please fill my poor cunt, please!”

I stood a few feet away and watched with eager anticipation as my wife stood behind Darla’s helpless form. I knew Ashley’s mind set was that of a true submissive and yet now she had to play the role of a dominant female intent on bringing both pain and pleasure to another woman. I saw the expression on her face and to my surprise she raised her eyebrows asking silent permission to do so.

I smiled and punched forward with my fist telling her to ram it in hard. Grasping the woman’s hips she lunged forward driving every inch of the thick black shaft into Darla’s tight pussy. The woman’s scream of anguish mixed with pleasure echoed throughout the soundproof chamber as the weights swayed under her taunt tits.

Reaching down I grabbed a handful of hair and without any hesitation brought my hard cock to her waiting mouth. Ashley slid the dildo back and rammed it in again as I stuffed my thick man meat into the woman’s eager face.

I glanced up to see Ashley biting her lower lip as she rocked her hips driving the ribbed dildo deep into Darla’s tight sheath. I could see the woman’s hand clenching as the ribs moved in her velvet passage as she moaned loudly around my hard man meat. It was quite evident that even though we were not being gentle at all she was getting into this and I snapped, “Swat this whore’s ass. She needs to suck harder!” Ashley brought her hand down on Darla’s bubble butt cheek and the woman whimpered and increased her efforts as my wife started to swat her again.

I knew that there was no way the helpless woman could go very long with her cunt stuffed and not start having orgasms. I eased out of her face and she caught her breath as I demanded, “You want to cum bitch?”

Ashley panted and nodded as she pleaded, “Oh please Master J may this worthless cum sucker cum? Please?”

Jeff’s voice came from where he held the camera, “Yes Cum Sucker you may cum but you must also lick both master Brad and Mistress Ashley’s cocks clean as well.”

The woman hung her head in total humiliation as she whispered, “As you wish Master J. Thank you.” Ashley rammed the dildo back in again and the woman moaned, “Ohhhhhhh Gawwwwwd!” I shoved my cock back in her open mouth and she moaned in delight.

I had been fucking her face for all of about thirty seconds when she started to wreath and twitch as her own release came. Ashley rammed harder and faster as the woman’s muffled scream escaped around my hard man meat as I eased back, allowing her to breath.

There was a pleased expression on Ashley’s face as she rammed the thick black shaft into the other slave’s tight passage. The woman’s loud cry filled the room as her hips jerked lewdly under my wife’s unrelenting assault. I heard Ashley exclaim, “Cum you worthless piece of shit! Cum like the true whore you are for your master. Tell him how grateful you are he allows you to have any pleasure!”

I watched in awed wonder as the helpless woman sobbed, “Oh master J thank you! Thank you for letting your unworthy slave cum, you are too good to me!” I slid my cock back in her mouth and in mere seconds I was unloading in her face.

I sat astride Brad’s lap my unfettered breasts inches from his face as he teased and caressed my thick dark red nipples. My hands were secured behind my back as I felt his thick hard cock move in my bald pussy. Jeff stood behind the couch his cock buried balls deep in Cum Sucker’s tight asshole as he said, “Well I think this evening has been rather enlightening Brad. What do you think? Shall we let the sluts speak freely?”

Brad looked up at me and smiled as I blushed thinking back over the past several hours of raw raunchy sex I had enjoyed. I blushed again and he drew me down to kiss me then agreed. I shivered in anticipation as Darla moaned, “Oh god I can’t remember when I ever had so much fun.” Lifting a hand from the couch cushion she caressed my cheek and smiled, “You make a very convincing Mistress Ashley. Thank you for making my fantasy come true; you are indeed a good friend. I hope some day you’ll feel comfortable about letting me have Brad’s cock in my pussy. But you still have a ways to go to feel secure about that and I understand.”

I blushed as Brad licked my nipple then I replied, “I did things here tonight I have only read about in books and seen in movies. I’m very surprised that I did what I did.” Looking up at Jeff I smiled and expressed my gratitude, “Thank you for not pushing Master J. I’m still a novice and-“

His knowing grin made me blush as he declared; “There will come a day when you will crawl naked across the floor wearing clamps and weights. You will kneel before a total stranger and beg him to fuck you as Brad watches and feel deep satisfaction knowing that in doing so you are pleasing him. I hope to be there when it happens because I too will feel great satisfaction knowing I helped get you there.” He administered a playful swat to Darla’s sweet ass and insisted, ”I’m hungry wench as soon as I unload in your ass we’re going to get dressed and go find a steak house that’s open. Anyone want to join us?”

Reaching up I cupped Ashley’s generous tits in my hands and I spoke, “ Let me fill this wench’s cunt with hot cum and we’ll come along.” Ashley giggled as she rocked her hips on me and declared, “I’ll cum along for you any day Master.”