Party Guest

I locked the door after waving to the last of my guests and flipped off the front porch light. The music was playing low now and I moved around the room picking up the last of the glasses and dishes left behind. It had been a fun little get together for football, food, drinks and just a general good time. Even looking at the mess of the living room I was still happy to have had the company over.

I picked up stray pillows and tossed them back on the couch where they belonged. “Oh forget it, I will do this tomorrow.” I mumbled to myself as I reached over the couch to straighten a pillow that nearly fell back onto the floor. 

A strong hand clamped over my mouth, an equally strong arm wrapped around my waist and yanked me against a hard, firm body. I tried to struggle but the arm squeezed me tighter and fingers began to press into my cheek.  

“Struggle and I will make this very unpleasant. Scream, and you will wish you had never been able to speak. Behave, and you will have pleasure beyond your fantasies.” A deep, husky voice whispered into my ear. As to prove his seriousness, he bit my earlobe hard and I could not help but let out a tiny yelp of pain. 

A chest deep laugh rumbled through his body as he tightened his grip on my waist, digging his fingers into my side. “You better bite one of them pillows, darling. You’re gonna need it.” 

I took a deep breath in trying to calm myself, trying not to provoke my attacker and make him hurt me.  I knew the cologne, I knew the smell of whiskey on his breath. I knew who this was! But how? How could he do this and think I wouldn’t know or say something? How could he think I would want this? It wasn't the booze, he barely drank. 

His hand came free from my mouth slowly ready to clamp down again should I scream. “Please don’t do this, please.” 

The hand quickly returned to my mouth, squeezing my cheeks painfully tight in his grip. “Don’t fucking speak! And don’t even dare say you don’t want this. I heard you talking tonight.” 

I nodded in agreement to his warning even though I had no clue what he was talking about overhearing. I tried to go over the evening in  my mind as quick as I could to understand what he could have heard or thought he heard. My thoughts were quickly interrupted as he pushed me over the couch so my ass was in the air. He pulled at my waistband, "Take them off, now!"  

I didn't hesitate and quickly removed my jeans. I had barely stepped out of them when he kicked them to the side and slapped my left cheek so hard I had to bite my lip to not make a sound. 

He groaned watching me and leaned over slightly, grabbing a pillow and shoving it at my face. “Last time I play nice tonight.” 

Taking his warning to heart I grabbed the pillow and bit down on it, my arms wrapped tightly around the soft material as if my life depended on not moving or making a sound. Perhaps it actually did.  

His grip around my waist lessened slightly as he began to run his fingers along my exposed ass. What is he doing? What kind of pattern is he drawing? Oh shit, he is outlining his hand print. No wonder that hurt so bad. The tenderness of his touch was so different from everything else so far. Was he regretting what is happening? Would he stop now and leave? I had barely registered that his fingers were no longer touching me when his hand landed in nearly the exact same spot on my cheek. I jumped and screamed into the pillow, clutching it tightly against my face so the barest of sounds could be heard. 

“Good girl. So glad you wore a thong tonight now, aren’t you?” He chuckled as he began to run his hand along the string of my panties. He paused with a finger just between my lips and groaned again. “Seems some one is liking this after all.” 

I turned my head to look over my shoulder to argue with him, “I am not lik..” 

His hand wrapped quickly into my hair, pushing my face into the pillow roughly. “Do not fucking turn your head, bitch! Fucking don’t do anything but lay there and hope like hell you please me! Do you understand me?” He shoved my face into the pillow more as he asked. 

I nodded as best I could with his grip on my hair and laid as still as I could. His hand slowly released my hair and moved back to its previous location only this time, he was not gentle or teasing in his touch. He didn’t move the thong to the side as two fingers slammed between my lips so deep the fabric of the thong dug into my clit and ass. He began to roughly finger my pussy, his hand moving so hard and fast into me that I had to spread my legs to allow him more room or risk getting seriously hurt. He plunged his fingers in deep, holding them in place as he rubbed his knuckle against my clit. 

No matter now much I hated him for this, I couldn’t help it, I moaned and squirmed with the feeling of his fingers in me. They were long, thick and strong knowing just where to press and rub. He finally let go of my waist and yanked up on the back of my panties in rhythm of his fingers. The lacey material began to rub me even more and I moved my hips slightly to try to make the sensation stop. 

Another slap on my ass, the other cheek this time, reminded me not to move. His fingers pulled free of my wet pussy and he yanked my head up by my hair, shoving his wet fingers into my mouth. I didn’t need to be told what to do. At this point, I felt it was better to work with him than provoke him. I began to suck and lick his fingers clean of my juices. “See, liking this.” 

Before I could make any response, his fingers were out of my mouth and yanking so hard on my thong that the fabric snapped. He pulled the panties from under me and tossed them on the couch next to my face. I felt him step back a little, one hand holding firmly onto my shirt. He was back against me in a flash, leaning over my body to bite my shoulder. “Here comes the real fun, darling.” 

I had barely started to breath again after his bite when he thrust his thick, hard cock into me with one fast movement of his hips.  I was wet from his fingers, but not ready for the size of him. He held there for a few seconds, pressed deep inside me, as I screamed into the pillow. Slowly he pulled himself out until just the tip of him was inside my wet walls. He rubbed his hand along my ass again and slapped it harder than previous just as he slammed himself into me again.  

I felt the couch move with the amount of force he used and I cried out into the pillow again. Lifting my head slightly, careful not to turn to either side, I felt him tense against me as he watched me move. “P-please, please, it hurts right now. I-I won’t fight you, I promise, just please…not so hard.” 

Without pulling out of me at all, he rocked his hips driving himself even deeper into my pussy causing me to whimper as the sharp pain ripped through me, only to moan softly as it faded to pleasure. He began to slowly rock his hips forward and back, pulling himself nearly out of me and sliding back in smoothly. He leaned over me again, his breath against my cheek as he continued to slowly work me from behind.“You will be begging for more, I promise you that. Just remember though, behave or I will hurt you.” 

I nodded quickly and squeezed my eyes shut tighter. I didn’t want to risk seeing anything. I just wanted him to finish and leave. I wouldn’t even say anything if he just didn’t hurt me. I was so lost in my mental chanting of be still, don’t make a sound that I didn’t notice the pressure at first. Pressure was building inside me and outside.  

Deep within my loins, no matter how much I told myself otherwise, I was enjoying this. He felt good, so good inside me. He wasn’t any longer or thicker than any one I had experienced before yet when he fully sheathed himself in me, I felt him so deep inside there was a flash of pain, even when he was going slow. I started to moan more and bit my lip in pleasure. My hips, try as I might to stop them, began to move with him trying to keep him inside as he would withdraw or meet him as he pushed in. 

I could hear him groan with pleasure above me as he continued to pump his cock into my wet and wanting snatch. “Oh yeah, some one is liking this. Come on darling, cum for me. Show me how wet I make you.”

I didn’t want to give in to my body, I hated the fact that he felt so good and I struggled to not let the orgasm come to the surface. I had held it in check until he told me to cum for him. Damn my sexual desires. Damn that side of me that longed to please. Damn that side of me that truly enjoyed being told what to do sexually. 

I gave into my primal desires and needs. The orgasm ripped through my body making my muscles tighten down on his cock as he continued the, now, almost annoyingly slow pace. I didn’t make a noise, as I sometimes don’t when caught in the high tide of my pleasure. I held my breath as the orgasm slowly died away, taking in a ragged, deep breath only after the last of my tremors subsided. 

My body wanted this now. Needed it now. Damn him. Damn me!

"Now see, a silent one is just no good. Going to have to fix that." 

It was only as my breathing resumed that I noticed the pressure on the outside again. Outside. Against my asshole. Pressing slowly. Pressing firmly. His cock still worked in my pussy as the plug finally popped into my ass and I bit down on the pillow again, shaking with a mixture of pain and pleasure. He held perfectly still buried deep inside me while my shaking stopped. I had not been prepared for that. Where did he get it? Oh fuck, he had been in my room, he had to be. Oh fuck it felt good.  

“You like that don’t ya?” He spoke so softly I barely heard him and I didn’t dare answer any way. Bad call. He slapped the end of the plug hard then wiggled it several times. The feeling had me crying out in pain but wanting so much more. “I asked you a question, don’t you dare ignore me. You like that, don’t you!” 

I nodded furiously to the question this time, though the second time he was more telling me than asking. I hated myself right now because yes, I was truly liking this and hated the fact that I was actually wanting him to continue. 

The feel of the plug in my ass and his thick cock in my pussy was amazing. I felt so full, so aroused. He began to slowly move the plug in and out of my ass without popping it out. He kept his thickness still as he did this until I thought I would scream from frustration. “Please…fuck please…” 

“What was that?” He continued the same movement, not changing his pace or adding the pleasure of his cock. There was amuzement to his voice as he spoke.“Did you want something from me?”  

I began to move my hips against him. “Please, it feels good. Please. More.” 

There was a few seconds of silence. A few seconds when he stopped moving the plug. A few seconds that all I could do was lay there and moan. His laughter broke the silence as he grabbed my hair, yanking my head up. “I knew you would beg.” 

He shoved me back down on the couch and began to fuck me hard and fast. He kept a hand on the plug, moving it with each thrust of his hips. His pace was furious and unrelenting. It hurt and felt wonderful all at the same time. He dug his fingers into my hip as he yanked me back to meet each slam of his hips. 

My body tightened, I could feel the orgasm trying to rip through me again. “Please! Permission please!”

Several hard slams of his cock into me and he growled, “Now!” 

I let the tension pour from me as I screamed into the pillow. Felt the waves of pleasure wash over my body as I came over his cock. He growled again, plunging himself deep into me as he shot his hot load within my walls. He held there for a minute or two as both of our bodies twitched and the orgasms finally died away. 

He leaned over me, kissed my cheek lightly and chuckled. “Next time, don’t let those you fantasize about hear said fantasies.” 

He slid himself out of me and stepped away. I could hear the russle of fabric as he pulled his jeans back up and heard the zipper as he secured them. I didn’t move, I couldn’t move if I wanted to honestly. My muscles were jelly after the experience with him. 

One quick slap on my ass again, playfully this time, and I heard the door open. “See ya at work Monday.” 

The door closed and I forced myself over the couch, pillow still clutched against my chest as I slid to the floor. 

“Holy fuck, I need to have another party.”

Three and O

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Master is Pleased - Chapter 1

Ashley slowly walked up the small bedside stairs and crawled across the bed. The black silk sheets were cool on the palms of her hands and knees causing a shiver to run up her spine. She looked over her shoulder to the man sitting on the oversized chair in the corner of the room. He waved his hand a bit and nodded at her, a smile forming on his lips slowly. “Go on.” His voice was deep and full of passion, even in those two simple words. Ashley shivered again at the thought of him whispering into her ear like he had done so many times tonight.

Slowly crawling across the large four-post bed, Ashley lay down on the far side of the bed and turned back to the gentleman in the chair. She started to speak, his hand going to his lips to shush her. He lowered his hand and ran his fingers through the thick red hair of the female at his feet. She looked up at him and smiled brightly, her fingernails running along her thighs in anticipation. “Go play, my pet.” 

She stood and began walking towards the bed as she removed her robe, slow deliberate movements to extend every moment. The robe slipped to the floor revealing a black and deep red lace bra, the mounds of her breasts pushing against the material risking freeing themselves with one wrong movement. Ashley’s eyes grew wide as she found herself watching the red haired vixen as she climbed the steps to the bed. Her hair flowed down her shoulders and back in huge ringlets; her green eyes sparkled with a fire fueled by lust, her full lips slightly tinted with red lipstick. Her eyes followed the curves of the female’s body, down her breasts to the flat, smooth stomach. She bit her bottom lip gently as she followed the curve of her hips and she noticed the panties and garter belt matched the bra. The black stockings came mid-thigh; the black stiletto heels finished the outfit off much to Ashley’s growing delight.

”Victoria, play nice,” the deep voice came from the other side of the room and was barely more than a whisper. “I do not want her broken.”

She nodded slowly and smiled at Ashley, looking over every inch of the new woman’s body. Deep brown hair fell softly around her head on the pillow. Her light brown eyes showed her fear was being replaced slowly with excitement as she watched Victoria climb onto the bed and move towards her. Victoria let her eyes drop to the breasts of the new woman. They were not large, but they were definitely well defined, firm. She smiled as she noticed the nipples becoming erect as she closed the distance between them. She sat down mere inches from Ashley and continued to examine her. Her body was well defined, not that of one that works out, more of one that was just gifted with curves in the right spots. Victoria drew in her breath slowly as she noticed Ashley’s clean-shaven mound. “Oh, the Master does like us shaven, doesn’t he?” She whispered softly as she gently touched Ashley’s knee, drawing her hand up her thigh.

Ashley shivered again as Victoria touched her. “She is cold, my pet, warm her.” The voice again spoke calmly into the room. Victoria moved around so her body was over Ashley’s as to not obstruct the Master’s view. She had done this enough to know what he had wanted to see, to hear, to let his new girls experience. Victoria was his first, his loyal mate. She knew that every girl he would bring home would first be hers to play with, to taste and feel. She knew that she was free to do with the new one’s as she wished, as long as he could see it all and she did not hurt them too much. She slowly lowered herself flat, her body barely touching that of Ashley as she kissed her neck tenderly. She whispered to her, her breath warm and sweet against Ashley’s cheek. “Am I your first, sweetie?”

Ashley’s eyes closed and she found herself moaning into the room, “Yeeesss.” Victoria drew small circles on Ashley’s neck and shoulder with the tip of her tongue. She could feel Ashley’s breathing increase with each touch, her body quivering slightly. “I will not hurt you, I promise.” She whispered again, biting softly at Ashley’s earlobe before tracing it with her tongue. “The Master will have you as well, when I am done, but only if you are good. Do you understand that?” Ashley nodded quickly, her heart pounding in her chest. Victoria kissed her way along Ashley’s jaw line her lips brushing against her lips. “Then let’s see how good you can be.”

She leaned down placing her lips against Ashley’s mouth, pressing gently letting the initial fear and shock wear off. As she heard Ashley sigh she slowly opened her mouth, her tongue running along Ashley’s lips, sliding gently between them. She continued to kiss her passionately, her own breathing becoming more rapid now as she felt Ashley give into the desire and part her lips, greeting Victoria’s tongue with her own. Victoria moaned softly at the sweet taste, raspberries, the taste lingering from the dessert she had shared with the Master earlier. She slid her hand up to Ashley’s face, her fingers brushing her cheek carefully as to not frighten her. She moved her hand behind Ashley’s head, lifting it towards her as she pressed down with her mouth, their tongues beginning to intertwine fervently.

Victoria could hear the approving moan of her Master as he watched her work. She glanced his direction to find him leaning back in his chair, his fingers steepled in front of his face, his mouth pressed against his index fingers. He nodded approvingly and looked back at Ashley. Victoria kissed Ashley harder; the lust of knowing she was pleasing him filled her as her tongue worked Ashley’s again. She lowered her hand and ran her fingers down Ashley’s chest, teasing her nipple with feather soft touches. She heard the intake of breath as Ashley pulled away from the kiss. “I...I..” Victoria raised her hand to Ashley’s mouth and ran her index finger along her lips. “Shhh, I know...I will be gentle.” She looked over to the Master again then smiled back at Ashley. “He is growing pleased with you...with us. Soon he will come for you.”

Ashley started to look at the man sitting across the room watching her. Her mind wandered to earlier in the evening. She had never done anything like this before. The bar, the drinks, the trip to his house. She found herself not being able to resist as he told her she would be tested first, by his lover. She found herself wanting nothing more than to please this man. A man she still did not know the name of. She willingly stripped her clothing off in full view of him and his red haired companion, touching herself without second thought. He had told her to climb onto the bed and to not touch herself without permission again or she would be punished. Was this the punishment? God she hoped so.

Her mind drew back to the moment quickly as she left Victoria’s lips wrap around her nipple. She grabbed at Victoria’s hair moaning louder than she wanted to. Victoria sat up and shook her head slowly, a smile forming on her face, “Tsk, tsk, sweetie. No touching without permission.” She pulled Ashley’s hand away and pointed to the leather restraints tethered to the bedposts. “Next time, I use those, understood?” Ashley looked up at the restraints, her eyes growing wide, her mouth dropping open slightly. Victoria laughed and leaned back down to Ashley. “I will take that as a yes.”'

Victoria leaned down kissing Ashley again, her tongue quickly finding its way past her lips and dancing sensually inside Ashley’s mouth. She caressed Ashley’s breast slowly, squeezing the soft skin gently before moving to the nipple. Tenderly rolling the nipple between her thumb and forefinger, Victoria broke the kiss wanting to hear any sound Ashley might make. She twisted the hard pink nipple slowly and watched as Ashley bit down on her lip. “Now now, sweet thing. Don’t fight it. The Master likes to hear us.” Ashley opened her mouth to speak the exact moment Victoria increased the pressure on her erect nipple.

”Oohhh.” Ashley moaned into the room and reached for Victoria’s hand, catching herself before it was too late, letting her arm drop to her side. “Please...don’t hurt me.” She whimpered quietly, the look of fear returning to her eyes again. 

Victoria lowered her head to the tender nipple and kissed it gently. “I will not harm you, I promise.” She extended her tongue, tracing small circles around Ashley’s nipple before wrapping her lips around it, kissing and sucking tenderly. She did not want to harm Ashley and would be as gentle as possible to ensure she enjoyed every touch.

She heard Ashley’s breathing increase slightly again and a faint moan escape her lips as she ran her tongue over the brunette’s nipple slowly. She placed her teeth around the tender flesh and felt Ashley’s body tense at the sensation then relax again. Feather soft strokes down the woman’s stomach placed Victoria’s hand on her inner thigh. Again, she felt the body tense then relax. “See, only pleasure.” She ran her fingers up Ashley’s thigh; gently brushing the outside of her lips, back down the other thigh. “Do you want this, my sweet?” Ashley nodded quickly, her face flush with excitement, “Y-yes...please...”

Victoria smiled brightly at Ashley as she placed her hand on her mound, squeezing, massaging, and kneading the warm, soft flesh. She worked Ashley for a few moments this way, letting her get used to the feeling of her hand. She watched as Ashley’s body began to squirm and pressed against her hand. Victoria gently slipped her middle finger between Ashley’s lip, the warmth and wetness obvious signs of her enjoying this adventure. “Mmm, so wet already, my sweet. You are a naughty girl, aren’t you?” Ashley opened her eyes quickly and started to speak, a gasp replacing her words as Victoria slid her finger deep inside the wet pussy. She began moving her finger inside the tight warmth, bending it upwards then relaxing it again. Ashley began to squirm again, her eyes closing as the pleasure won over the fear for yet another time. Watching patiently, a single finger sliding deep into Ashley’s pussy, pulling out and up to rub her clit, then back inside again, Victoria waited for Ashley’s body to signal it was ready for more.

The young woman’s body quivered as Victoria withdrew her finger slightly. She left just the tip inside, working the flesh in circles, clockwise; counter clockwise, slow, even paced movements. Ashley’s back started to arch as the orgasm grew within her. Victoria withdrew her finger completely and watched as a small frown formed on Ashley’s face. As her back touched the bed again, Victoria pushed two fingers inside the waiting lips, as deep as her knuckles would permit and instantly curled her fingers up. Ashley’s body arched off the bed, her hips raised into the air as the scream of pleasure filled the room around them. “Oooooo!!!”

Victoria looked to the man on the far side of the room as she heard him whistle sharply, approvingly. He had a look of hunger in his eyes, his fingers twitched slightly as he licked at his lips. “She is nearly ready, my pet. Make her beg for more.” She grinned as she began working her fingers into the increasingly wet pussy. As she pulled her fingers free, she would curl them upwards, moaning herself as she heard the juices slurp against her hand. With each push of her hand, she would increase the speed and strength of the thrust until she was nearly pounding at Ashley’s lips. Ashley’s hips moved with each movement of Victoria’s hand, meeting her fingers on their inward thrust, wordlessly begging for more each time the fingers would pull free.

Ashley looked up at Victoria, her eyes filled with a hunger of their own as she reached out to stroke Victoria’s arm. Victoria smiled and increased the rhythm of their thrusts. “You want to touch, don’t you?” Ashley nodded slowly and looked at Victoria’s lace panties, a scream filling the room again. “Yoooou!!” Victoria purred and pulled her hand free of Ashley. She raised her hand to her mouth and ran her tongue along her fingers, tasting Ashley’s sweet juices. “You want to touch me?” Ashley moaned and nodded. “Like that...teach me.” Victoria held her fingers to Ashley’s mouth and to her surprise Ashley eagerly slid her mouth around them, sucking the remaining juices from them. “Ohh...yes, I think you have earned that.”'

Ashley’s tongue lapped at Victoria’s moistened fingers, working every drop of her own sweet juices from them. Victoria smiled as she pulled her hand away. Ashley licked her lips sensually and lowered her hand to Victoria’s breast. She let it rest there, holding the firm yet soft flesh, feeling the hard nipple under the lace of her bra. Victoria nodded her approval and Ashley began massaging the mound of flesh tenderly. She pinched at Victoria’s nipple firmly, rolling the nub between her fingers. Victoria moaned loudly, her eyes fluttering closed for a brief moment. “Are you sure you have never done this, sweetie?”

Ashley blushed deeply and nodded as she leaned forward kissing the tops of Victoria’s breasts. She gently bit through the lace and held the nipple between her teeth, flicking the tip of her tongue against it quickly. She found herself looking to the corner of the room staring at the stranger who sat watching her. What was she doing? She had never dreamed of being with another woman, much less being watched while doing so. The idea caused her body to tingle, her pussy tightened slightly and she groaned as a small orgasm took her. Victoria’s eyes open quickly and she looked down at to see what had caused the pleasure. She followed Ashley’s gaze and whispered softly to her. “You will feel him, when you have earned it.”

She lay back on the bed, placing one foot on either side of Ashley. “You have earned more touches though.” Ashley bit her lip and smiled as she leaned down kissing Victoria’s stomach. She moved her hand slowly up her thigh, her thumb moving Victoria’s panties to the side slightly, her fingertips teasingly close to the wet snatch. Victoria looked at her and nodded slowly. “Go ahead, touch me.” Ashley slowly shook her head, a smile spreading across her lips as she watched the puzzled look form on Victoria’s face. “Not with my hands.”

Before Victoria could protest she gasped feeling the soft warm lips eagerly sucking on her clit. Ashley released the small nub of flesh and pressed her tongue against it firmly. The flat of her tongue lapped at Victoria’s sweetness, each touch sending a shiver throughout Victoria’s body. She heard a sound from the corner of the room and started to move her head to look for the Master. Ashley roughly slammed two fingers deep into Victoria’s waiting walls and began pumping her hand quickly, each thrust causing Victoria to moan. Her body trembled as the orgasm built rapidly. Ashley’s lips were back around her clit suckling, her tongue flicking at the increasingly sensitive flesh.

Victoria reached for her breasts; her wrists were quickly grabbed and held firmly above her head. Her eyes shot open and locked with those of her Master. He had a hunger in his eyes she had not seen in a while. He smiled down at her then looked to Ashley. “Do not let her release without your permission.” Victoria gasped and started to protest. “But, but I am the one...” He shook his head and began securing her wrists to the foot of the bed with soft leather ties. “You are the one that will beg now. I have not heard you beg for far too long. You know the rules; do not cum until she tells you to.”

He walked around the side of the bed and stood at Victoria’s head. She could see the large bulge of his pants, evidence that she and Ashley were doing well. The view did little to keep her calm as Ashley’s fingers relentlessly thrust into her. She fought the urge to scream out, her body wanted to release, needed to release. She knew doing so without permission would mean a night of watching the Master and Ashley enjoy each other’s bodies, her own hands strapped down to prevent her from touching herself to release. “Please.” She whispered up to him pleadingly. He chuckled and shook his head. “Her call, my pet. Her call.”

Ashley thrust her fingers deep into Victoria’s soaking pussy, her knuckles pressed against the soft flesh of her lips. She began curling her fingers upwards slowly, increasing the pace with each curl. “Is this correct, Miss Victoria?” She whispered against Victoria's clit, the warmth of her breath sending a shiver up Victoria's spine. Her hips began to buck wildly upwards, she desperately tried to beg for release but no sound would escape her save for moans of pleasure. She knew she would be punished with no further release granted, she had fought it as long as she could and just as her pussy walls began to clench down on Ashley’s fingers, Ashley pulled free. “Noooo!!!” Victoria screamed out into the room as the orgasm instantly ceased, her body quivered, her clit and pussy pulsed with her pounding heartbeat.

The Master laughed a wickedly deep laugh as he reached down and pinched Victoria’s throbbing clit one time. She moaned loudly and then whimpered as he let go. He climbed onto the bed beside the two women and teasingly pinched Victoria another time. “You were going to release without permission.” Victoria shook her head quickly and started to speak. He raised a finger to his lips indicating for her to not speak. “You nearly released. The new one is better than I thought. I will find out just how good she is while you watch as punishment.” Victoria whimpered again and bit down her lip. She had not been in the submissive role in a long while. The Master had granted her control over the new girls over twelve years ago and to suddenly fall back into needing permission to cum sent a small rush of excitement through her. She shivered and moaned, the smallest of orgasms taking her. He turned slowly, one eyebrow raised and looked at her. “You are being a defiant one tonight, aren’t you?”

He pulled Ashley across the bed. “On all fours above her. Do not touch her; do not let her touch you. Do you understand, my sweet?” Ashley nodded and climbed above Victoria, their bodies’ mere inches from each other. Victoria could no longer see the Master but she could hear him undressing, could feel him move between her and Ashley’s legs. “Do not close your eyes Victoria. You will watch and hear every orgasm as your punishment. If you are good, you will be granted release.” Victoria bit down on her lip hard and nodded silently. Being in trouble had never been so much fun.

The sudden intake of breath above her told her instantly that the Master had penetrated Ashley’s sweet wet cunt. Victoria stared up into Ashley’s eyes, watching the wave of pleasure fill them deep to her soul. Grabbing at the restraints that held her, she fought the urge to reach up and kiss the beautifully plump lips that were so teasingly close to her. She heard the low chuckle from the Master as he wrapped his hand into Ashley’s hair, yanking her head back and looking over her shoulder.

“You are showing some restraint, good girl,” he smirked down at her as he started bucking his hips against Ashley’s firm ass. Ashley cried out as the long, thick cock slammed deep into her over and over again. Her arms trembled as she struggled to keep herself up on all fours against the onslaught of thrusts. The Master stared at Victoria, watching her as he continued his relentless pounding of Ashley’s dripping wet snatch.

“Master…please…” she breathlessly begged him. Her eyes were locked firmly onto his trying her best to ignore the warmth of the juices that dripped onto her own smooth mound from above. “Please, let me join you.”

His arm raised quickly and in a blinding fast movement, slapped Ashley on one ass cheek then shoved her face down towards the begging woman. “Shut her up before she speaks again and pisses me off.”

Ashley quickly grabbed at Victoria’s face, drawing their mouths together and kissing her hungrily. Her tongue darted from between her lips and danced gracefully with Victoria’s. Victoria moaned and whimpered against the kiss, her body ached to be touch, longed to feel the Master deep within her walls. Moving her head quickly to the side, she broke the kiss.

“Master please!”

Before she had time to blink, the brunette was ripped from above her and impaled on the throbbing cock of the Master. Ashley cried out in shock, pain and pleasure as Victoria stared up at her, the Master’s face hidden behind the mass of brown hair. She could hear his growls, low and deep, the sound causing goose bumps to form on her flesh. She shivered and whimpered again, longing to switch places with the new girl. She watched the firm breasts as they bounced time and time again, each of the thrusts of his hips sending her off the bed only to be pulled forcefully back onto the awaiting cock.

“You are my slut now, aren’t you?” The Master whispered into Ashley’s ear, one hand sliding to her clit, pinching it roughly as he continued his assault on her pussy. Wordlessly, Ashley nodded quickly only to have the pressure on her clit increase to painful force. “Speak the words.”

“I…I…” swallowing hard, trying not to scream out in pain, Ashley stared at Victoria as she continued to speak. “I am your slut, Master.”

One final thrust brought her roughly down onto his cock, held in place as the Master grabbed her hair, bending her head to the side. He stared at Victoria, his eyes black with power as he smiled at her, the flash of fangs gleaming brightly in the dim light of the room. He flicked his tongue against the soft pink flesh of Ashley’s neck, growling low as the pulsing vein beat against his tongue.

“Master, please.” Victoria begged softly, her eyes locked on his as she watched him sink his fangs into the girl’s neck. He kept his eyes on Victoria as he fed. She licked her lips, the hunger in her own body growing with each fading heartbeat. The Master broke free from his feast just moments before the heart stopped completely, thrusting his hips one last time into the lifeless girl he lifted her off his lap and laid her on the bed.

The smell of the blood in the air sent Victoria into an orgasm. Her body stiffened for the briefest of moments before her juices squirted from her aching cunt. Before she could beg forgiveness, her legs we roughly grabbed and yanked upwards held together at the ankles. The Master moved fluidly as he pulled her close, yanking the restraints from her wrists and slid his manhood into her tight ass.

Victoria gasped as the pain ripped through her. She clawed at his thighs as he slowly pulled out of her only to push back in again. Each movement became easier as her body relaxed for him. Each push into her tight hole became quicker, harder more urgent. The blood dripped from his chin, splashing onto her chest as he worked her ass with relentless fury.

A soft moan from next to them drew both their gazes. Ashley stirred on the bed slightly, her eyes still closed, her breathing slow, her heartbeat faint. The sight of the girl triggered something in the Master and he grabbed Victoria up roughly by the waist, slamming her back down onto his cock as he continued to fuck her asshole. She kissed eagerly at his mouth, licking the blood from his chin, her screams muffled as he pressed his lips fully against hers.

With one wild fury of thrusts, he threw his head back, growling loudly as he shot stream after stream of cum into Victoria’s ass. She gasped and grabbed at his shoulders, holding herself still as his orgasm sent her body into spasms of pleasure. He raised his head slowly, his eyes black as pitch and smiled at her.

“Good girl.” He lifted her off his semi-erect cock and set her on the bed before him. “Clean up and tend to her. I want to keep her. Her ability to make you lose control amuses me.”

She started to speak but the Master was already out of the room. Staring down at the brunette on the bed, Victoria smiled as she drew her fingers up her own wet mound, sucking the sweet juices from them. “You are going to get me in trouble, little girl. But it will be worth it.”