8 comments/ 59485 views/ 4 favorites Two Paths By: Cyberguy The rustle of crumpling leaves broke the silence of the woods. It was a cold day in New Hampshire, and crisp air filled Victoria’s lungs with each breath she took. The sun was low in the sky, its weak autumn rays straining vainly to warm her face through the bare-branched trees whose summer foliage lay strewn at her feet. It was a beautiful day for a walk, but Victoria's mind paid scant attention to the trail beneath her feet or the wonders of nature surrounding her. Her thoughts were focused on the path she had chosen to reach this point, a path that would soon bring her to a place where she would relinquish her very right to choose. "What am I doing here?" she asked herself as she fought the urge to turn and run in the direction from which she had come. It hadn’t been long since Victoria had thought her life was perfect. After graduating from college, she had worked her way up the corporate ladder and had met the man of her dreams whom she was sure she would marry. Paul was rich, successful, and very well endowed. Victoria loved Paul deeply and tried to satisfy him however she could. In time, he had revealed his darker fantasies, but Victoria was raised to be a ‘good girl’ and she had resisted when he’d asked her to do the things she wasn’t comfortable doing. If he had been more demanding, she knew she would have given in, but he didn’t push her and those territories were left unexplored. Then Paul had met the woman of his dreams, and followed her to California. He left behind an aroused sexual animal hungering for what was no longer there. Victoria had turned to the Internet and found a web site full of passionate, erotic stories; the kind of stories that fueled her fantasies and invariably left her fingers sticky and wet. Victoria explored the offerings; starting with fantasies of romantic encounters, then moving on to breathtaking tales of daring exhibitionism, dominant/submissive role-play, and non-consensual sex. The latter stories captured her imagination, consuming her with thoughts of lustful strangers watching her, taking her, making her do things good girls didn’t do. Her excitement would build with each story she read, her fingers lightly exploring her body as she devoured the wanton words. Later, she would lie in bed, close her eyes, and experience the adventures with her own body and mind. She would feel hands and ropes against her skin, lips kissing her and sucking at her nipples, fingers and cocks penetrating deep inside her cunt. Her own fingers and vibrator would find their ways to her private places and she would moan softly in solitary ecstasy as orgasmic waves rippled from somewhere deep within her soul. Victoria never paid much attention to the banner ads on the site that paid its bills and enabled it to offer its content for free. She had never sought out pornographic material, so she was shocked at first by the graphic pictures of fully erect penises and naked young women, but soon grew used to them and began to ignore them. Then one day an ad caught her eye. On the left side of the ad was a picture of a naked woman with clamps attached to her nipples. Her hands were bound together by a rope and raised above her head. Next to the picture was the text of the ad: Live Your Fantasy- If You Dare! Victoria's heart skipped a beat as she allowed herself to consider the possibility of actually doing some of the things she had read about in those stories. She wondered what the ad meant. She moved her cursor over the ad and clicked it. A new web page opened. Across the top there was another banner depicting a man's cock repeatedly ejaculating onto a woman's face. Below the banner was this challenge: Enter the Fantasy Challenge Contest, If You Dare! Do you have what it takes to live out your fantasy? If you do, describe your favorite fantasy in fifty words or less in the box below, enter your e-mail address, and press the "I Dare!" button. Victoria paused as the adventures she had read about raced through her mind. What would be her ultimate fantasy? She typed into the box, entered her e-mail address, and stared at the words she had written: My name is Victoria. I am a 31 year-old business executive. My fantasy is to totally surrender myself to a strong, handsome stranger. “Surrender myself to a strong, handsome stranger” she thought. It was a great fantasy, but could she really go through with it? “I’ve always played it safe, and where has it gotten me. I’m 31 and alone. For once, take a leap and see where you land!” She eyed the “I Dare” button on the ad and the Close box in the corner. She watched the cursor as it moved to the "I Dare!" box, then felt her finger click the button. A week passed and Victoria almost forgot about the contest. Then she received an e mail from Fantasy Fulfillment Inc.: Dear Victoria, Congratulations! You have been selected as a semi-finalist! Your fantasy has been matched with that of a male contestant. If you are selected, he will pay all expenses associated with making your shared fantasy come true. To remain in contention, you must reply to this e-mail with three photographs of yourself within 72 hours. Victoria didn't know what to think. Maybe it was a scam; she wasn't going to send pictures of herself to some web site she didn't know. But what if it was real? She contacted the webmaster for the erotic web site where she had seen the ad. The webmaster confirmed they had checked the advertiser out and it was legitimate; the company matched up the fantasies of its contestants and charged expenses plus a fee to one or both parties to make the fantasies come true. Still, Victoria hesitated to take the next step, but for two days she found herself consumed with thoughts of the pictures she would take to send in response. Finally, she convinced herself to take the pictures, knowing she probably wouldn’t send them in. She thought about taking nude pictures, but decided against it. Instead, she put on her sexy red teddy, placed her digital camera on a tripod, and struck poses on her bed. She started out lying on her side, her head on her outstretched arms. Gradually, she got more and more daring, first striking a pose with her hand to her breast, her finger clearly stimulating the hard nipple beneath the sheer fabric, then finishing with her hand buried in her panties, fingering her pussy. Victoria transferred the images onto her computer and was surprised at how sexy the woman in the pictures was. They revealed a part of her she had kept repressed as she struggled up the corporate ladder. She may be executive material she told herself, but she was a woman too, a woman with desires that could no longer be denied. She replied to the message, attached her three sexiest photos, and pressed the Send button. The next e-mail message arrived a week later: Dear Victoria, Congratulations again! The contestant we matched you with has selected you as a finalist for his fantasy. He has already passed our background check and signed our consent agreement. In order to be considered further, you will need to do the same. Victoria looked over the forms. The background check required her to supply her social security number and have her doctor send a health certification document to an address that appeared to be an insurance company. The consent form was unlike anything she had ever seen before: The undersigned (actress) hereby enters into an agreement with Fantasy Fulfillment Inc. (FFI) of her own free will. Upon entering the set designated by FFI, actress will be bound by this agreement to follow all instructions she receives and perform any action required of her, provided doing so will not result in the violation of any enforceable law and/or result in serious personal injury. Actress hereby gives FFI permission to observe, photograph, and videotape her at any and all times while she is on the set. Any photographs or recordings will be the property of FFI. In the event actress fails to perform as instructed, FFI is hereby authorized to distribute any images and recordings at its sole discretion, and actress will be held liable for all expenses incurred for the production. Victoria understood what the contract meant. Once she was on "the set" and compromising photos or video had been taken, she would have to do whatever she was told or FFI could send the pictures to whomever they wanted to. She printed the consent form and set it aside for several days. Each day she would ask herself why she was even considering doing such a thing. Each night she would read erotic stories and masturbate as she thought about the opportunity before her to make her fantasy come to life. On the fourth night she made up her mind to do it. She signed the form and raced to drop it in the mail before she lost her nerve. Ten days later she received a package from FFI in the mail. She opened it and found a letter and a map: Dear Victoria, This is it! You have met all qualifications and successfully passed our background checks. We are pleased to inform you that our male contestant has selected you to fulfill his fantasy! You are to travel alone on the date indicated below to the location marked on the map. You are to arrive at 5:00 PM. Your destination is in a very secluded location. You will need to be prepared to hike one hour in order to reach it. Remember, once you enter the premises you will be bound by your consent agreement and obligated to follow all instructions given to you. Your partner has agreed to pay in excess of $5000 to produce this fantasy. If you violate the agreement for any reason after entering the premises, you will be held fully liable for that amount and subject to additional damage claims. The date in the letter was a month away. During that month, Victoria casually told her friends she was going to get away for that weekend to have time alone and otherwise tried to forget about the fantasy encounter she had secretly marked on her calendar. Now the day had arrived and she had been walking the trail in the New Hampshire woods for nearly an hour. Victoria rounded a corner and saw a small two-story cottage practically hidden in the woods. She ascended the steps and stood on its porch, facing the door. Once she entered, there would be no turning back. She reached out and turned the doorknob, a part of her praying to find the door locked. Then she could turn around and go home, it would be the sensible thing to do. The knob turned in her hand. She pushed the door and it swung open. Victoria stepped through the doorway and left her responsibilities and free will behind. She looked around and found herself in a parlor richly appointed with 19th century antiques. A fire was burning in the fireplace, giving the room a warm cozy feel. It was as if she had stepped back to a time when the world moved more slowly, a time before mass production, before plastic and fiberboard, before women had rights. For a moment, Victoria forgot why she was there and the experience ahead of her. Then she saw a note on the couch: Proceed to the bedroom, undress, and enjoy a hot bath. Victoria ascended the stairs and found an open door leading into the bedroom. A huge wooden four-poster canopy bed adorned with a pretty blue and white quilt dominated the room. Victoria removed her coat, tossed it on the bed, and began to undress. As she removed her shirt, she noticed several mirrors in the room and a window without a curtain, and couldn't shake the feeling she was being watched. She folded her shirt and jeans and placed them on the bed next to her coat, then entered the adjoining bathroom wearing only her bra and panties. Before her was an old-fashioned claw-foot bathtub, already filled with bubble bath. Next to it was an antique toilet. On the lid of the toilet were a small box and an envelope. Victoria opened the envelope and read the note inside: Anal play is permitted under the terms of your fantasy. Use the enema kit enclosed in the box to prepare yourself properly for that possibility. The thought that anal sex might be part of her lover’s fantasies had never crossed Victoria’s mind. Paul had wanted to try it, but she had refused him. Now, if her fantasy lover wanted to do that, she would have no choice. She found the prospect of being fucked in the ass both scary and exciting. There was a mirror above the sink and a second full-length one directly opposite the toilet. She remembered the consent agreement she had signed and realized there could be cameras hidden behind the mirrors. Reality began to sink in. She had relinquished her privacy when she walked through the front door. If they wanted to watch her, she had no choice, even when it came to her most private moments. The thought of running for the door flashed through her mind as she considered how much damage pictures of her in her lingerie could do, or what additional claims FFI would make beyond the $5000 she would owe them. Then she remembered the words of the original challenge: “Live Your Fantasy - If You Dare.” Victoria looked at the reflection of her face in the mirror above the sink. “I Dare” she told herself as she reached behind her back and unlatched her bra. She let its cups slide from her breasts, exposing them to the mirror and whatever was behind it. She examined the woman staring back at her. She was a pretty woman with soft curves and small, firm boobs who had nothing to be ashamed of. She moved in front of the full-length mirror and boldly slid her panties down over her hips and let them fall to the floor. She watched as the woman in the mirror sat down on the toilet, parted her legs slightly, and peed into the bowl. Then she removed the enema bottle from the box, slid its lubricated tip into her anus, emptied its fluid into her rectum, and expelled it back into the toilet. She was totally committed now and with that realization she began to relax and enjoy living her fantasy. Victoria wiped and flushed, then turned her attention to the inviting bubble bath waiting in the tub beside her. She dipped her finger into the water and found it wonderfully warm. She climbed into the tub and ensconced herself in the foamy bubbles, taking refuge, if only for a moment, from any unseen prying eyes. Victoria soaked in the tub, feeling as if she was experiencing the calm before a storm. The warm water and soft bubbles relaxed her further as she reflected on the night ahead of her. In the luxury of the bath she felt as if she was a queen, yet she knew before the night was over she would be a slave to the whim of an unknown stranger. The water began to cool and Victoria reluctantly washed her body and hair, then stood and took a fluffy white towel from a stand next to the tub and wrapped her hair in it. As she reached for a second towel to dry her body she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror, standing naked in the tub with clusters of bubbles clinging to her breasts and pussy. She stepped from the tub and dried her body, feeling especially self-conscious as she wiped the wetness from her tits and rubbed the towel against the sensitive lips and trimmed patch of curly hair between her legs. She wrapped the towel around her and returned to the bedroom. Victoria's clothes and the backpack she had brought containing a change of clothing, cosmetics, and toiletries had disappeared from where she had left them on the bed. In their place was a black babydoll top with a sheer bodice and matching g-string panties. A chill shivered down her spine as she realized these were the only clothes she now had and the temperature was falling rapidly outside in the New Hampshire evening. Next to the lingerie were another note and a sealed envelope. Victoria picked up the note and read it: You will find your cosmetics in the sitting room. Dress and prepare yourself to meet your lover. Then open the envelope. Victoria removed the towel and stepped into the panties, then put on the babydoll, her heart racing as the words she had just read reverberated in her head. Until this moment, she had been alone in her adventure. Now the time when her real-life fantasy lover would join her was fast approaching and there was no turning back. Victoria moved into the sitting room and found her cosmetics on an antique vanity. She studied herself in the mirror as she styled her hair and nervously applied her makeup, then returned to the bedroom, opened the envelope, and read the note she found inside it: In the top dresser drawer you will find two silk scarves, one white and one black. Put the white scarf on the bed, then sit down next to it and tie the black scarf over your eyes as a blindfold. He will join you shortly. Victoria placed the white scarf on the canopy bed as she was instructed and climbed onto it, reclining against the pillows piled in front of the head rail. She tied the black scarf behind her head and the room disappeared into darkness. Then she waited. Minutes passed like hours. Victoria trembled as she listened for her mysterious stranger’s arrival, unsure whether more from fear or anticipation. Finally, she heard footsteps on the stairs, followed by the sound of the bedroom door opening. She was no longer alone. The footsteps crossed the room and approached the bed. Victoria struggled in vain to calm herself. "My poor baby, look at you, you're shaking!" The voice was male, strong, and calming. His hand brushed her cheek and her head instinctively turned towards it. His fingers slid back into her hair and cradled her head. It had begun. This man she could not even see was free to take everything she had to give. She hoped he would leave. She wanted him to stay. She feared he would reject her. She prayed he would be gentle. "You are even more beautiful in person than you were in your pictures. I must say you are very sexy in black." Suddenly she felt his lips against hers, kissing her softly. She returned his kiss, unsure of what to expect next. His lips retreated and he spoke again in a quiet but firm voice. "We both know why we’re here. I promise I will take good care of you and you will not be disappointed. You are to do as I say. I will call you 'slut' and you will address me as 'Master'. Do you understand?" "Yes…” She paused, searching for the place within her from whence the word would come. “Master." Victoria was startled by the submissive tone of her own voice. "Good. Then let's begin. Take off your top for me." "Yes Master." Victoria felt her hands fumble as she unfastened her top and slid it over her head, exposing her tits to the stranger who was now her lover, her master. She felt his eyes there, and acutely sensed her nipples protruding from her breasts, fully hardened in the cool air. Deprived of her sight, Victoria's other senses searched for clues. The scent of his cologne intensified as he drew nearer to her. She felt the heat of his breath against her breast, then the wetness of his tongue as it flicked out and lashed the tip of her tit. Victoria gasped at the sudden stimulation. The tongue was quickly followed by his lips as they encircled and sucked the sensitive nub perched on the apex of her breast. He sucked one nipple, then attacked the other, seizing it with his teeth and pulling it into his mouth. He lavished his attention on her breasts, occasionally withdrawing from them, leaving her anticipating where and how he would return. Victoria instinctively reached to touch the face of her lover at her breast. As it approached where she expected his face to be, she found thin air. Then suddenly his hand seized her wrist. "I did not give you permission to touch me, slut! That won't happen again!" His words were sharp. His hand kept a firm grip on her wrist as he took her other hand and pulled her up into a seated position. Then he brought both her hands behind her back and she felt the white scarf intertwine with her wrists, tying them together. Two Paths "Would you like to redeem yourself slut?" Victoria had no idea what she would have to do, but knew she had no choice. "Yes Master." He swung her legs over the side of the bed, and left her sitting there for several moments, naked except for the black g-string panties that barely covered the slit between her legs. Beneath the thin lace she could feel a steamy dampness growing despite, or perhaps because of, the genuine fear she was feeling. She heard his pants fall to the floor. His fingers grasped her hair and pushed her head down, forcing her to bend towards him until her lips encountered the round, fleshy tip of what she knew was his cock. The pressure continued, leaving her no choice but to open her mouth and admit him. His rigid cock slid between her lips and he stopped pushing for a moment. Victoria bravely traced its circumference with her tongue, then probed the opening at its tip, tasting her master’s salty pre-cum. “Now suck it like the good slut we both know you are.” His words were accompanied by a firm force against the back of her head. Victoria fought desperately to avoid choking as the stiff organ slid deeper into her mouth. Just when she thought he was going to shove it all the way into the back of her throat, he stopped and lifted her head away, his shaft sliding between her lips until once again only its head remained within her mouth. He repeated the motion, guiding her mouth down onto his thick cock again and again. Victoria kept her lips wrapped tightly around his shaft, her tongue parrying with the unrelenting invader on each thrust, her head totally under his control as he used her mouth to masturbate himself. She braced herself for his ejaculation, knowing she would have to swallow his cum and worrying she would gag and be punished even more. But he lifted her head from him without achieving his release. She wondered if he was sparing her, or merely saving his load for her nether orifices. "Have you learned your lesson slut?" "Yes Master." Victoria heard the timidness of her voice. He had taken control of her, fucking her mouth as if he owned it. She knew she was his slut; that she would do whatever he demanded of her. She felt him move behind her and loosen the scarf from around her wrists. "Get on your hands and knees, with your ass in the air slut." Victoria complied with his command, blindly assuming the submissive position. He guided her forward on the bed towards the headboard. She felt the scarf on her wrists again, wrapping around them and securing them to the headboard. Victoria had never felt so vulnerable, tethered to the bed with her near-naked ass raised for his pleasure. She anticipated his next touch, and he delivered, slipping his fingers under the band of her g-string and sliding it from her ass and down her legs. She felt her butt muscles clench together, but she knew they were no defense against whatever he desired. Master pressed her knees apart, ran his hands up her thighs to her firm ass cheeks, and spread them. Victoria felt his eyes on her pussy and ass, the pink wetness of her most private parts exposed to this stranger, now his to do with as he pleased. Her heart pounded in her chest as she felt her pussy grow even wetter. Suddenly, something cold and wet dripped into her ass crack and she felt his finger rub what she knew was a lubricant on the brown bud of her anus. Victoria thought of the man that had been so special to her and how she had denied him her ass, unwilling to let him penetrate her there. Now it was her master's to do with as he pleased and she braced herself for what was to come. His finger eased its way slowly into the tight little hole as Victoria fought to relax her muscles and admit the intruder. He worked it about an inch inside her, then fucked her ass with his lubricated finger, gently sliding it in and out. She rocked back against his digit as he pushed it into her, wanting to please her master and enjoying the new sensation more than she was willing to admit even to herself. His finger withdrew. Victoria breathed a sigh of relief, thinking it hadn’t been as bad as she had feared. Then she felt something new against her anus, something large, hard, and thick, too thick to be his finger or even his cock. He pressed the object firmly on her tiny hole. It was lubricated, but it was clearly too big to enter. He didn't stop. Instead, to her amazement, her opening slowly gave way, and she felt the thing begin to ease into her ass. He kept working it into her and the object kept getting bigger and bigger, stretching her anus open further than she believed possible. She groaned and shrieked, unsure herself if the sounds were in response to pleasure or pain. Finally the object suddenly tapered, allowing her sphincter to close around the giant plug now lodged in her rectum. The pain began to fade as her muscles started to relax, unable to tighten around the huge toy inside her. “Do you like the toy I brought for you?” Master asked. “Yes Master.” “I’m going to fuck you now. You want me to fuck you, don’t you?” Victoria felt his fingers press against her lips, separating them. He was spreading her pussy open, exposing fully the dark, damp passage to her womb. She knew her body was answering his question for her, even if she could have refused him, her pussy was revealing the truth. She wanted this stranger’s cock inside her, wanted this man she had never seen to fuck her. He was her master and she was his slave, his slut. Her pussy was now his cunt, his to do with as he pleased, and she desired nothing more than for him to fill it with his cock. “Yes master.” “Beg for my cock slut. Tell me what you want!” Her voice whimpered as she pleaded for him to take her. “Please fuck my tight little hole with your hard, thick cock Master! I need to feel you inside me, please fuck me Master!” His cock pressed against her lips and she felt it enter her from behind. The toy in her ass pressed against the back wall of her pussy, making her tighter than she could ever remember being. He slid deeper and deeper into her hole until his cock was completely buried within her. Then he just stayed there, motionless. The combination of his cock filling her pussy and the toy filling her ass was too much for Victoria to take. Her pussy clamped down on his cock as her body shuddered and an intense orgasm raced up her spine and radiated out her arms and legs. “Oh fuck! Oh god, fuck me!” Victoria couldn’t restrain her own screams and moans and could only hope she wouldn’t be punished for her utterances. She felt the toy in her ass press against her anus from the inside and realized it must have a handle he was holding onto as he began to pound his cock in and out of her pussy. He drove hard into her with each stroke, pressing her forward into the pillows beneath her as he rode her, fucking her with long, powerful thrusts. Each time he withdrew from within her, her body recoiled back into him, assisted by his slight tug on the butt plug buried in her ass. He was fucking her hard and fast, and she expected him to come quickly, but he didn’t. “Oh Master! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!” A second orgasm exploded within her, and soon after a third, but he just kept pounding into her as she trembled and her world narrowed to the incredible sensations she was feeling from every nerve in her body. Suddenly, he shifted to a short series of slow violent thrusts and she felt him explode inside her, his hot cum spurting from his pulsating cock deep within her cunt. While Victoria was still savoring the feeling of her master creaming inside her pussy, she suddenly felt him begin to tug on the toy. She knew he was pulling it out. She felt her anus spreading again, wider and wider, this time being pressed open from within. Just when she felt it couldn’t possibly open any further, the plug popped out and suddenly tapered, allowing her ass to finally close. His softening cock slipped from within her. Then she felt his hands on her wrists, untying the scarf that held her to the front of the bed. He turned her over and she felt the soft mattress surround her exhausted body. “You performed admirably my little slut; you may rest for a moment.” Victoria heard his footsteps moving away and she settled back into the bed. Suddenly, she was naked and alone in the dark. Although she was no longer bound, she could not move. She recalled the rapid sequence of events that had just transpired and wondered if it was all a dream, but the receding ache in her ass testified to the reality of what had just occurred, and what was soon to come. The door shut and footsteps approached the bed from across the room. Victoria realized time had passed, but how long she did not know. She was still lying on her back, but her hands were stretched out above her head, once again secured by the silk scarf to the top of the bed. Her master did not say a word as he mounted the bed and spread her legs apart. She realized from the feel of the lingering moisture between them that not enough time had passed for the mixture of his cum and her own wetness to dry completely. She felt his hands slide under her legs, his touch much gentler now than before. Then she felt the softness of his long hair brush against her inner thighs. “Such long, soft hair” Victoria thought as she tried to imagine her lover in her mind’s eye. She felt her pussy begin to dampen again as she anticipated the touch of his mouth on her swollen pink lips. Instead, something brushed across her trimmed patch of soft pubic hair. Her next sensation was the heat of his breath against her sensitive opening, followed by a nuzzling pressure against her clit that she knew must be his nose. Victoria’s body shuddered as he rubbed against her sensitive button and fresh juices soaked her pussy. Her ass still ached from the toy he had inserted in her but her cunt had been awakened by his touch and was hungry for him again. The pressure disappeared and was replaced by fingers gently splaying her pussy lips open. One finger slid inside her and coaxed the creamy fluids within down towards her opening. The finger withdrew and his face returned. His mouth engulfed her pussy and his tongue probed deeply into her cum-dripping hole as his nose rubbed against her clit. Victoria squirmed as he lapped at her opening, sucking his jism from within her. The thought of him drinking his cum as it trickled from her pussy aroused her intensely and she wanted to reach down and shove his head tight against her and hold it there until she came on his face. She struggled to touch him, but the scarf kept her hands stretched above her and his arms kept her legs splayed wide apart. His tongue retreated from her pink tunnel and flicked rapidly up and down the length of her slit, driving her wild as it struck at her clit, then danced away. Finally, he zeroed in on her clit, sucking it between his lips and torturing it with his tongue. She pressed her pelvis desperately towards him, fucking his clean-shaven face until her pussy spasmed and released a flood of fresh cream as she came. He tongued the new wetness from her throbbing pussy, then withdrew from her crotch and moved up the bed towards her. As he drew closer, Victoria detected a difference in his scent and was confused by its distinctly floral quality. She sensed him leaning over her. Then silky-soft flesh pressed against the tip of her nose as something hard brushed across her lips. “Suck it.” he said, but his voice came from the other side of the bed. Startled, Victoria opened her mouth and the soft skin pressed against it. She slowly brought her lips together and felt the softness taper to a hardened nub. “Oh my god!” Victoria thought as she realized her mouth was on another woman’s breast. Victoria turned her head away and felt the woman’s nipple scratch against her cheek. “Suck Baby’s tit, slut!” her master commanded her again, this time more forcefully. Victoria started to panic. She never dreamed something like this would happen when she fantasized of submitting herself to her master’s whim. She didn’t consider herself bi-sexual and had never felt attracted to another woman. She had admired other women’s bodies but had no desire to touch them in a sexual way. Now she was tied naked to a bed and had no choice. She had to obey her master and do as he said. She bravely turned her head back, the softness of Baby’s breast rubbing against her cheek. Baby’s nipple rubbed against Victoria’s lips and she sucked it between them. Victoria licked and teased the hard button as Baby moaned softly above her. Victoria imagined the sensations Baby was feeling, how her mouth was arousing Baby and making her pussy wet. Victoria’s thoughts turned to her own pussy as she realized it had been Baby who had sucked their master’s cum from her cunt and it had been Baby’s face she had climaxed on. Another woman had eaten her pussy! Baby moaned as Victoria seized the nipple between her teeth and flicked its sensitive tip with her tongue. Victoria was surprised to find she was being turned on by Baby’s response. “That’s good, slut. Baby, reward our slut by letting her eat your pussy.” Baby pulled her breast away from Victoria’s mouth and climbed over her. Victoria was overwhelmed by the intense scent of Baby’s pussy. She certainly had never had her face so close to another woman’s cunt and was surprised to find its intense musk so intoxicating. Victoria’s mind whirled as she felt the soft petals of Baby’s pussy brush across her lips. “Who was this woman and why was she here? Was this Master’s fantasy, to dominate two women together?” “Eat it slut. Eat Baby’s pussy like she ate yours.” Victoria felt his strong hand on the back of her head as he pushed her face up into Baby’s smooth-shaven pussy. The pressure down on her face intensified at the same time, and Victoria realized her master’s other hand must be on Baby’s ass, pushing down, controlling both of them. Victoria opened her mouth under the force, encompassing Baby’s wet slit with her lips. She tentatively reached out with her tongue and explored Baby’s pussy, first tracing the outer lips, then probing the soft dewy labia nestled between them. Baby quivered and moaned as Victoria licked the sensitive flesh and pushed inside to taste the nectar within. The flavor was sweeter than honey; similar to that Victoria had tasted from her own fingers, but much more intense and abundant as it flowed from its source. “That’s it Baby, ride her face! Fuck Baby’s pussy with your tongue slut!” Their master ground Victoria’s face into Baby’s crotch, giving her little choice but to do as she was told. Victoria stiffened her tongue and stuck it as deep as she could into Baby’s pussy, finding the spot where it gave way and admitted her into its tight orifice. Baby bucked and squirmed on Victoria’s tongue, then pressed down hard on it and squeezed her thighs around her face as she came. Fresh moisture trickled from the walls of Baby’s cunt and onto Victoria’s waiting tongue, rewarding her for a job well done. Baby slid off Victoria’s face, leaving it smeared with her wetness. Suddenly, master’s lips were pressing hungrily against hers, kissing her and sucking Baby’s juices from them. “Mmmmm, that is sweet! Baby, you must have a taste.” Another set of lips pressed against Victoria’s, this time they were soft and thin. A light tongue pressed between her lips and playfully explored her mouth, then lapped at her cheeks like a kitten licking an ice cream bowl. “Congratulations slut, you have pleased Baby and now she will help me reward you.” Victoria felt his fingers untying the scarf that bound her arms above her head. “Baby, secure her on top of me and put this to good use when the time is right.” Victoria wondered what he was talking about as she felt Baby’s hands on her body, coaxing her to roll over. She felt him beneath her, the first contact she had had with him other than his hands, his cock, and his lips. She could tell he was slightly taller than her and muscular, with a broad chest and shoulders. She could feel the hair on his legs and arms as she laid on him face-to-face, his hard cock sandwiched between their groins. Baby’s hands took Victoria’s wrists and wrapped the scarf around them, then tied her to the bed once again, leaving her stretched forward just above him, her breasts dangling vulnerably above his face. A sudden flick of his wet tongue against her nipple sent a jolt of electricity through her body, terminating at her clit. His fingers seized the other nipple and squeezed, pinched, and pulled it. Victoria moaned in pleasure as fresh dew began to form between her legs. Baby’s hand ran down Victoria’s back, tickling her spine before settling on her ass. She lifting it for a moment, then pushed it down towards him. Her pussy found his stiff cock standing straight up, and as she sunk down onto it, she felt Baby’s other hand guiding it up inside her. “Ride my cock” Master instructed her as his fingers tweaked her nipples. Victoria slid up and down on his stiff shaft, stretching over him like a jockey riding a galloping horse. Baby’s hand slid beneath her, and played with both of them, stroking his cock and balls, and rubbing little circles on Victoria’s clit. Then Baby’s hand disappeared, and Victoria was alone on top of her master, pleasuring his cock with her pussy. Baby’s fingers reappeared on Victoria’s ass, spreading her cheeks apart. She relaxed her anus in anticipation, and a well-lubricated fingertip sunk into her puckered hole, slowly working its way deeper until Baby’s second knuckle was buried inside her. The finger exited slowly and Victoria felt Baby move behind her and begin to mount her. The tip of a rubber strap-on cock pressed firmly against Victoria’s asshole. “That must be what he told her to put on” Victoria thought to herself. Baby wrapped her arms around Victoria and cupped her breasts as she worked the toy into her anal cavity. Now Baby was riding her as she was riding their master, their three bodies moving in unison. Victoria’s world spun in the darkness of the blindfold. Baby’s fingers found Victoria’s nipples and latched on, pinching them as the thick, slick dildo rammed into her ass again and again. She felt Baby’s hard nipples brush against her back and her hot breath whispering urgently into her ear: “Fuck our Master, slut! Fuck him harder! Milk his cock with your cunt!” Victoria clenched her muscles and came instantly, overwhelmed by the sensations of his cock filling her pussy and Baby’s dildo probing her ass. She knew her orgasm didn’t matter though, and fought through her fatigue to pleasure him. All she could think of was coaxing his sperm from his balls. He was lying still beneath her. She had to please him, to pump him until he spurt inside her. Baby’s toy was lodged deep inside Victoria’s butt now and barely moving as she rode her. Baby took control of Victoria’s rhythm. She was using Victoria’s cunt to fuck him. They were two women fucking a single cock, two slaves serving a single master. Victoria relinquished control of her body, feeling it move at Baby’s command, feeling her own pussy hungrily constricting around its turgid invader as she fell upon it again and again. “Come in her with me!” Master instructed Baby. “Come in her ass when I come in her cunt. Fuck! I’m coming now!” Victoria felt his cock spasm within her and unleash its cream into her already drenched pussy. At the same time, she felt her ass fill with a warm fluid as Baby somehow made the dildo ejaculate in her butt. Baby fell forward onto Victoria’s back and they both collapsed in a sweaty pile on top of their master. Victoria could still feel his exhausted cock in her pussy and the rubber dildo buried in her ass as she finally surrendered to her exhaustion. Two Paths Victoria opened her eyes. The blindfold was gone and so were Master and Baby. She reached under the warm quilt that had been placed over her and felt the fluids still oozing from her pussy and anus. As her eyes adjusted to the soft moonlight flooding in from the uncovered window, she noticed a new note next to her on the bed: Dear Victoria, You were terrific! Thank-you so much for taking part in our fantasy. I’ve always wanted to have my husband dominate another woman and myself together. I cannot thank him enough for giving me this gift, or you for being such a wonderful, if unwitting, partner in it. The cottage is yours for the weekend. The refrigerator is stocked, as is the bar. Enjoy! Love, Baby Thanks for reading! Please vote and/or send feedback! I love hearing how a story made you feel and what you liked about it (constructive criticism is welcome too)! Copyright 2003 by Literotica member Cyberguy