0 comments/ 19206 views/ 3 favorites Alex Tests Sarah Ch. 01 By: Alexandsarah Chapter One -- From the perspective of Alex Slap... my laptop slapped shut as I heard the clinking of keys outside her studio apartment door. Sarah was home. No, I was not cutting short a jack off session for fear of being caught sticky with cum by my prudish, insecure girlfriend. That not our bullshit reality. Ours is a little different... From the moment she crossed the threshold I knew it had been another day I'd have to deal with. She flew in, pencil skirt awkwardly hitched up by the stack of books she carried on her ample hips. Her 5'2"frame appeared to hardly support her DD breasts at the best of times, but today they seemed to slosh out over her top, resting precariously on the edge of her pile of books. Her eyes, usually wide open, bordering on a look of surprise, glare at me. Those lips - lips that have spent so many hours wrapped obediently around various appendages - fired a sharp barb across the room... "Are you going to fucken help me..?" "Sure, you should put the box on the table," I said smiling. "Thanks asshole..." Oh how I love these days. "Let me guess, more Russian translation for your illiterate boss?" "Yeah, I can't fucken take this shit. I'm doing the work of three people. I swear to God I'm going to...." "Stop, talking!" I interrupted. I had heard this rant before, and I liked it. Not because I gave a shit about what she was saying. But because what she was saying was actually an invitation. "Put the box on the table. Stand in front of me" She set down the box and looked over. Her eyes had already started to widen a little. She exhaled dramatically and her shoulders slumped. She began to walk toward me. Every step she took, she left the confident corporate-girl persona behind, and emerged more into her true skin. By the time she stood before me she was my Sarah. Small and demure. Innocent eyes, soft lips, flawless baby skin. She looked down respectfully until I took her face in my large hand, squeezing her cheeks and lifting her head, forcing her gaze to my eyes. "That will be enough for tonight. Do you understand?" She nodded "Do... you... un..der..stand?", I said, squeezing her cheeks with each syllable for emphasis. "Yes, Alex", she whispered. "Get over my knee" Slowly she lowered herself over my knee. As she parked in place, I felt her chest exhale deeply. Her shoulders and arms loosened, her finger tips pressing against the floor. She eagerly submitted to her impending punishment, as she had done almost every evening this month. I lifted her pencil skirt to reveal her round ass, unflatteringly sheathed in some $2.00 gas station pantyhose. I know she was wishing she had on some sexy stockings at that moment, rather than this grey grandma number. So I paused and let her dwell on the thought. I could sense her body tighten up as she adjusted to this taste of awareness, and I ran my fingers down her spine to remind her to stay still. After a minute of observation, watching her shift from right to left, I slid off the hoes and left them around her ankles. Her panties were visibly moist, no doubt about how she felt about her position. I slid my fingers down either side of her pussy, grabbing at the panties. With a burst I roughly pulled them up and against her skin, wedging them in her pussy and deep up her ass crack. She groans a little, lifting her head, but quickly falls back to position. Again I let her take in her compromise. One labia peaks outside the jammed panty. I smile at the asymmetry. She'd be mortified if she could see herself. The thought sends a spark to cock. With her round bare ass exposed, I begin drawing circles on her skin. She knows what's coming. "You've had a stressful day. You are overwhelmed with responsibility all day. But when you come home your only responsibility is to be mine.." Thwack! I bring my open hand down forcefully on her right ass check. It ripples as it takes the force of my strike. Her back arches and legs straighten. Only the slightest whimper escapes from her lips. "What you have to translate doesn't matter" Thwack! "When your deadline is, is of no concern" Thwack! "The bitch in accounting that won't file your expense receipts is of no consequence" Thwack! I grab her hair bun and force her head back down towards the floor. Her legs have straightened in a sorry attempt to tighten her ass to better take the blow. I slap the back of her knee.. CRACK! Her legs drop immediately. Her shoulders rise and fall rapidly and although I can't quite see her face, I know her tears are flowing. I slide my hand to her sopping wet pussy and test her progress. Slipping my hand under her bunched up panties I slide three fingers into her. She groans but takes it. Her opening is tight but I force my fingers wide, and grab upwards. Gripping her like a suitcase. The fingers inside her pressing up on her pink insides, while my thumb grips her outsides. I give her a shake. A reminder that I could carry her off like this if I wanted. She settles down and I resume. "The..." Thwack! "Only ..." Thwack! "Thing..." Thwack! "You..." Thwack! "Need..." Thwack! "To..." Thwack! "Worry ..." Thwack! "About..." Thwack! "Is ..." I pause, observing the reddened ass checks covered in tiny dark spots where the vessels have burst. "ME..." Thwak! On the last strike, my hand connects to her ass with my full strength. She wails out, grasping hard onto my legs. I hear the sobs build in her chest and break out from her mouth between loud gasps of air. I span her hips with my hands and with little effort required, on account of her tiny size, I lift her up, sitting her on my lap. Her face is framed with disheveled hair falling loose from her bun and her eyes are rimmed with smudged make-up and rivets of tears. Her nose is running and her lips try to hold onto their pout, but I can tell that they're almost imperceptibly trembling. "You're a good girl, sweet heart. Feel better?" She nods and buries her face into my shoulder. "Thank you baby," came a soft muffled voice from my shoulder. "Shhh, sweetie, no need to talk. You're home." Alex Tests Sarah Ch. 02 Chapter Two -- From the perspective of Alex I woke up with the light gushing in from the window. I hate those damn shades in her studio. The sooner she moves in with me the better. I roll over and she is curled up in the fetal position. Her bare ass is pushed out from beneath the sheet, and I see it is adorned with red fresh bruises from last night covering darker ones from earlier in the week. Her ass was a mess of color, but to me it was beautiful that way. All those bruises were marks of my ownership of her body, and at the same time, expressions of her love for me. I reflect on how lucky I am that she gave away possession of herself to me. It's a gift I don't take lightly. While deeply submissive, Sarah is no pushover. Intellectually brilliant, and hyper-aware of her surroundings and the interplay of people, she doesn't submit without careful consideration. She needs to feel owned before she'll be owned and she will only act as the possession of someone worthy of possessing her. A woman like this has high expectations of her Master. I am a firm believer of regular training. It is very important that she be continually tested, put in her place, made to struggle and ultimately submit. The path to her release needs to be newly challenging, always pushing new and different boundaries. Over the years I had dreamed up countless situations and my Sarah always came through for her Master. Looking at her now, so vulnerable, sleeping in her bed, belies a situation that I had felt growing of late. Ever since she had taken that job she had become more assertive. It was important for her as a professional to do so, to come into her own. But it was unacceptable while she was with me. The harsh evening spankings helped to clear her mind. But I felt she needed something more enduring. She needed to be reminded of her place and how lucky she was to have me as her Master, and for her to be my possession. I went to the box she kept under the bed - my "tool box". She stirred a little as I got up, but mumbled and fell back into her sleep. I removed a long piece of very thin rope. I folded in half as I sized up her sleeping body. I'd have to wake her. Going back to the tool box I removed the velcro cuffs. Usually I prefer to spend the time on rope restraints, but today I needed more stealth. I cuffed her hands together, and she continued to sleepily purr. Up on the exposed beam, a foot the right of the bed, was a steel hook I had installed last summer for suspension play. In one swift motion I yanked the sleeping princess, jolting her awake. She squealed, terrified and confused. I pushed the loop attached to the cuffs up in the air and in a second had her hooked to the beam, hands high above her head, her toes barely grazing the bedsheets. Here ample breasts hung from her body, swaying to a stop. Her wide eyes stared at me as her brain began to process that this is how I chose to wake her up today. Before she could say a word I gagged her mouth with the rubber ball gag, then stood back to look at her. She immediately began to calm down. A once socially awkward child, she blossomed into a beautiful 24 year old woman, but she still carried the legacy anxiety of talking and socializing. The ball gag was an effective safety net for her, allowing her to better give herself over. "Good morning Sarah. I've decided to test your commitment to my commands tonight. Last time we tried this, at the Adult bookstore, you did very well. Do you remember?" She stared back at me. Not sure where this was going yet. "I was impressed. Seven cocks of all shapes sizes and colors came through that glory hole. You serviced every one like a pro. You hardly spilled a drop of cum..." I could see the memory of the event had overcome her confusion about her current predicament. She was awake now and realizing she was about to be tested. "Did you enjoy sucking all those cocks?" She looked at me, unsure how to respond. "You know I expect honest answers..." She slowly nodded, and looked at the ground. Of course I already knew that. She had been so nervous as I paraded her past the guys milling around in the video store. But once she was on her knees on that filthy stall, and the first cock had emerged through the wall, I could see my little slut was going to enjoy this test. It was long and thick with a generous head on it. Already glistening with precum, I remember so clearly her looking up at me for assurance. Her chest was heaving, her mouth was wide open in a huge grin. She was excited beyond words. I nodded to her to proceed and she eagerly launched forward and began lapping up the precum from the end of the huge cock. Her tiny hands hardly went around the shaft as she fed on it like she was starving. She had settling in for an hour of cock sucking. By the end she was covered in cum. I'll never forget the sight of her, sitting in the corner of the stall, splayed out. Her hair all sticky and her face covered in dried cum. Her black t-shirt stained all over. She looked up and that darling thing asked me, "Did I do well?" I told her she did great, then had her suck my cock while the fifteen guys still waiting watched, pissed off that they never got a turn. I had enjoyed the experience a lot myself. I'm no cuckold, quite the opposite. I can't understand how they do it, but each to their own. No, what I enjoy is being able to enforce my ownership; both on my Sarah, and on the men and women I chose to have her service. After each guy at the glory hole finished cumming in Sarah's mouth, I'd select a guy from anxiously waiting crowd in the hall and invite him in. He be given strict instructions. I'd ask him if he agreed. He'd say yes. I'd then say, "No - you call me Sir." Even to my surprise, all 7 guys said yes Sir. That night I owned my Sarah and seven strangers. Tonight I decided to take this to a new level. I wanted to test her, but also test myself. I wrapped the rope around Sarah's waist, looped it at her ass and brought it down, through her ass cheeks. I spread her amply pussy lips and guided the rope between them, bringing it up to her navel, looping it over the waist rope piece and bringing it back down through her pussy and ass and up to a neat knot on the waist rope at the base of her back. A perfect pussy harness. Her labia hung on either side of the rope, while her clit was jammed in tight under it. "You'll wear this under your skirt today at work. It will remind you that today is a test day. Tonight you will be asked to stretch you boundaries. Come home prepared." I unhooked her and took her cuffs off. She stared at me, still gagged. Frozen, unable to respond. "Now go get ready for work." Alex Tests Sarah Ch. 03 Chapter Three - From the perspective of Alex I opened the web browser and went to CL.com. I'd already thought through our scene friends and none seemed like the right fit for Sarah's training tonight. Some newbies might be fun to play with. But it had to be a challenge, or it would be a boring swing session. We aren't swingers. I hated the pretend submission games that get played by vanilla scene folk... "Oh, that light spank on my totally covered ass in a club is sooo erotic and crazy..!" Give me a break. That's the crap you see at the clubs. I needed either some true lifers, or some scene virgins that I could break. Casual Encounters / mw4mw. - I placed this ad. "Experienced Dom/sub couple, 33 and 24, seeks young mw couple for submissive, group session tonight. Average to fit preferred. He must be very well hung. She should be slim with small hands. Both be willing to take orders and punishment. Inexperience fine -- I'll break you both in." [ SEND ] Tonight I was going to own three people. I wanted more than to just have some horny guys call me Sir so they could get blown by my sub. I liked demeaning them like that, but I wanted more. I wanted to break these strangers. Make them my tools. Just inanimate objects with a pulse. No different to a whip or a clit clamp. Two more tools for the tool box. Two more training tools for my Sarah's education. Eventually I got a promising response: "Hi. My bf and I are very interested in your ad. I am 27, fit, athletic. I am usually very dominant over my BF, but I want to know what it is like to be sub. My bf is also 27, skinny, and has an enormous penis. He is very submissive. We are new to all this. Just read 50 Shades of Grey and have been experimenting. I'd love to get some real training by a Master and my BF is very obedient. He'll do what he is told. We are both grad students and available all day today. Hope you are interested. Love Jess" I replied: "Jess. You and your BF (he will hereafter be refered to only as Marco), will arrive at the address below at 4:00pm sharp. We will discuss and plan the evening. Our planning will be done by 5:00. You will go get yourselves some drinks and return at 7:00pm sharp. Alex" [ SEND ] She replied: "OK, I can't wait. What should we bring? I have a cane? Shall I bring that? I have some toy handcuffs too. Do you need these?" "Jesus, toy handcuffs..." I said aloud. This will be a baptism of fire for these two, I thought, smiling to myself. I replied: "Just bring yourselves. See you at 4:00." [ SEND ] The building buzzer sounded at 4:00 pm on the dot. On time, that's a good start. The voice over the intercom blurted: "Hi, it's Jess and , um.. Marco... From Craigslist" 'From Craigslist"... who says that? "Come up to Apartment 7b". I buzzed them in. A few minutes later there was a knock on the door. I opened the door and there stood Jess and Marco... Not what I had in mind... I was planning an evening of hardcore domination and submission, one for the ages, to test Sarah's ability to comply and my ability to control a formidable couple. But before me stood two of the dumbest looking hipsters I had ever seen. Jess, was about 5'6. She looked around 27 as promised. She had natural blond hair, shoulder length, with pink streaks on one side and a feather in the other. She had a piece of string wrapped around her head and tied at the back. She kind of looked liked like a hippy that had been attached by a flamingo. She was very skinny, no tits to speak of and very muscular. She wore a loose fitting t-shirt that fell off one shoulder. She wore long pants, like Jeanie pants but they were cut open all the way to the top of her thigh. On her feet she wore a pair of old Reebok pumps, laces undone and tied around the back. Her face was quite cute. Big eyes, full lips, little nose. Marco had taken his look to a whole new level of unnecessary. He wore Jesus sandals and super tight yellow jeans. The bulge in his crouch area was plain to see. I suppose Jess wasn't lying about that. He wore what looked like a tight woman's t-shirt from American Apparel. He had ironed letters onto his t-shirt that said "My face it up here", with an arrow pointing to his idiotic face. To be fair, after seeing this outfit, I'd have said his face was idiotic even if he looked like Brad Pitt. He was actually a pretty good looking guy, very lean but muscular. On his face, however, he had grown a pencil mustache and curled it at the ends and on his head he wore what looked like a home knitted beret that had had a stroke on its left side... Fucken idiot. Jess obviously noticed my look of distaste as I scanned her boy. "I told him not to wear that t-shirt" she said. "Do you often ignore your mistress?" I asked him. He looked perplexed. Like they hadn't been over this part yet... I reached out and grabbed his mustache and lead him inside. He squealed like a baby until I let him go. "Fuck man, what the..." SLAP. I struck his stupid face with my open hand. He hit the floor. Though about 6 foot he couldn't have weighed more than 170lbs. I stood over him, at 250lbs of mainly muscle, I said: "When you enter my house you respond when you are spoken to, and only then. Do you understand?" He looked up at Jess. She was smiling so wide it looked like she had just got a free tote bag and free tickets to see Bright Eyes. She nodded at him. "Yes" Marco replied. "Marco, you just sit there and try not to break anything. Jess come over here and sit." Alex Tests Sarah Ch. 04 Chapter Four - From perspective of Alex Jess sat quietly on the couch. Hands together between her knees. She watched Marco intently as he sat on the ground. A half smile on her face. "Maybe, I underestimated you. You like seeing him like that don't you?" I said, watching her face. She smiled, "I really do," "You like seeing him look silly. Like a child, put in his place. You like to know that he is actually feeling like the stupid fuck that people think he is." "Yes," she exclaimed a little too happily. Marco looked at her with a simple blankness in his eyes. "It's just.. it doesn't matter," she said looking down. I leaned over and told her to stand. I took one chair from the kitchen table and placed it on one side of Marco. I took another chair and placed it on his other sides. "Sit Jess." We both sat either side of her boyfriend, who was cross-legged on the ground, wondering what the fuck was going on. "Marco, put your head down," He didn't move. "Jess, slap his head and tell him to put it down," I said. She immediately cracked him in the back of the head and he lowered it. She was breathing heavily. "Jess, you came to me for training. I'm going to help you understand your urges. Help you explore them. Tell me about you and Marco. Know that while you are talking he hears everything you say. But he is nothing. Just a footrest, should we choose to use him." "Well," Jess began, "We have been together since college. He is a sweet guy, and always the life of the party. At college this was initially great. I was pretty shy when I left home and since I had to find all new friends, it was kind of useful to have him around. Everyone loved him and got to know a lot of people really quickly. But we are not 20 anymore. He behaves the same way now as he did then. Loud and out-there, and the stuff that comes out of his mouth is so monumentally stupid, it's embarrassing. Like that stupid t-shirt. He thought you'd respect his daring for wearing it." At this Marco looked up. Jess slapped the back of his head and continued without missing a beat. "I want a real man, not a boy that I have to look after and be embarrassed about." "So you disrespect him?" I said, addressing it at Marco. "Yes, I suppose I do. And as a result he can't satisfy me." "Looks like the boy has the equipment, doesn't he?" "Yes, his cock is enormous. But I have a tiny pussy. 7 inches would fill me up, I don't need 12. And its thin. It just feels like an angry thing poking me. And besides he lasts about a minute so I always have to finish with him going down on me. I have tried to spice things up, after reading 50 Shades of Grey. I have become more dominant. But it doesn't really work. He doesn't get it and I feel like he's just playing along or whatever. Until I start to humiliate him. Then I see him submit, and he gets hard. That does turns me on. Is that fucked up?" I pondered on this for a moment. I'm not their therapist. I really don't care about their sex life. I just need some new tools for tonight. I need this fucking moron on the floor here to stay hard and not cum in 3 seconds. I need her to ignore her buffoon and do what she's told. "The dynamic of Dom and sub is an interesting and individualized one" I begin. "I have made my sub do incredible things, things most women wouldn't dream of. But it isn't about humiliating her, it is bringing her to a place of submission. She is brilliant and complex, which makes for a great challenge. I get a rush from the fact that a woman of her caliber will submit to me, that I can control her and take her to that place. It isn't about humiliation." "I'd like that too. But he doesn't get it. He is too easy." She replied. "So, instead you disrespect him. Humiliate him. Strap on a rubber cock and fuck his pathetic ass. And then you see him humiliated. He gets that. And you feel good." "Yes," she said, half a question, half an exclaimation. "And by the look of this hard cock now, so does he," I observed. "There is nothing to be ashamed of. Run with what works. Demean this half-tard like he deserves and he will thank you for it." "Ok, so let's say I did that. Where do I start?" I thought for a moment. This was too easy. I might as well have some fun. And get these two prepared for this evening. I don't want one of them freaking out later. "Marco, go into the bathroom. Take off all your cloths. You will see a razor on the counter. Shave off that ridiculous mustache and all your pubic hair. Tonight you are both my and Jess's slave. You will do what either of us asks without hesitation." Marco obediently stood up and went to the bathroom. "Jess, you will do exactly as I say. You are as much my slave as Marco is yours. Do you understand?" "Yes." "Now take off all your clothes." Without hesitation she stripped. I removed the feathers and string from her hair. Her pussy was shaved bald. She started looking cute. "Now crawl to me..." She began to crawl, slowly, inch by inch she got closer. "I'm going to fuck your face now Jess. Marco will watch. You don't have a choice in the matter." She reached forward and undid my belt. Slowly she undid my fly. My rock hard 8inch cock jumped out in her face. She gripped the shaft and looked up. At this moment, Marco walked out of the bathroom. Shaven face and pubes, he stood there shocked. "Marco come sit here and watch. You are going to be cuckolded," I commanded. He sat. It seemed like he was finally catching on. His hands were visibly shaking and his cock was filling out rapidly. It had to be a foot long, but thin. I grabbed Jess's head and slid my hard cock into her mouth. She slurped the precum from the tip and then began swirling her tongue around the head. The girl has skills. I held her head tight and forced my cock deep into her mouth. I felt her gag, but held her head still. She gagged again and tried to pull away. I held for a second longer and let go. She recoiled back coughing. Marco reached out to her to see if she was OK. She slapped him angrily saying, "Don't fucken stop me cuck". She turned to face me, opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. I smiled at her obedience. I let her wait there for a second with her mouth stupidly gaping open. It gave her a moment to absorb some of the shame of her position. Then I took a firm hold of her head from behind her hair and aggressively slammed my cock in and out of her face. For 5 minutes this went on, quite brutally. Her mascara ran down her face with her tears. Her lipstick smudged across her cheek. As she began to wretch violently, I forced my cock even deeper down her throat, which pulsated around my invading shaft. I knew I should let go, but I didn't. Her eyes widened with panic, she was no longer in control. The boy did nothing. With one last thrust I forced it all down her throat, then rapidly pulled my full length out of her, in one movement grabbing her hair and dragging her head over Marco's hard cock. She vomited all over him. This was too much for Marco who spontaneously orgasmed, sending ribbons of cum all over himself and Jess's face. Jess was still coughing and gasping through the mess in her mouth as I tilted up her ass to expose her neat little pussy. I repositioned her easily onto her hands and knees and without pause, slammed my now very hard cock deep in to her pink hole from behind. She was stretched out by my girth like she hadn't been before, and she coughed and cried out, as she felt her pussy skin stinging from the stretch. She pulled it together and began heavily bearing down on my cock. Her face was still covered in vomit and cum, and from her position, her filthy face was right in front of Marco. "You are my cuckold now, and I am his slave. Do you understand that?" she said with a groan to Marco. He nodded. With this unexpected submission, I unloaded my cum into her body. I felt her tight pussy contract and cum as I did. She moaned a deep hypnotic sound, and then her pussy fell lose. I let her go and she slumped to the ground. I didn't let her recover before the next command. "Jess, get up and sit on that chair and spread your legs." She clamored obediently to the chair and opened her legs. "Marco. Put your face in there and clean her out" As if he'd been waiting for this command all his life, he launched forward and began feeding on Jess's soaking pussy. "Marco, can you taste Alex's cum?" said Jess. "He owns my pussy now, you pathetic idiot." Marco, looked up, swallowed and replied, "yes Mistress." "That's the first smart thing you have said all day Marco," I laughed as I roughed up his hair like a puppy. "Now the two of you get yourselves cleaned up and get out of here. I'll see you at 7. And Marco, go buy a new fucken t-shirt." Alex Tests Sarah Ch. 05 Chapter Five - From the perspective of Alex 6:30 news comes on the TV, and I become absorbed in the program and my thoughts. The clinking of my keys knocked me out of my daydream. Sarah walked in, not appearing to be as stressed as usual. "Hi..." she said cautiously, looking around. "So... How was your day?" she said, peering into the bathroom and then returning having found nothing out of the ordinary. "Pretty average day. Bit of study, bit of education... you know. How's your pussy and ass feeling?" I asked with a smile. "A little sore," Sarah replied with a shy smile. "Will you take it off for me now?" "It will come off when I decide to have it taken off" That was a strange choice of words she thought. She was dying to ask what training he had in store for her. There were no whips or ropes out. So no suspension session planned. The giant dildo and but plugs were still in the tool kit, so no stretch session either, she noted with relief. Her pussy was already sore from the rope. She knew not to ask. She would get her serving when it was ready. "Go get changed. Put on that nice loose dress of yours. No bra. And clean that makeup off your face. You are most beautiful when you are naturally you". "Its beginning" she thought and stripped down to her rope only and hurried off to the bathroom. As Sarah washed her face she heard the door. Looking at her watch, it was 7:00. She wondered who that could be, but knew from experience it probably wasn't a delivery. Her heart beat sped up as she heard the door open and a woman's voice said "Hi Alex." And she heard Alex say "That's better..." What's better? Jess and Marco stood at the door. Marco had changed into a plain black t-shirt. Were it not for the ridiculous pants he almost looked presentable. "Come in you two." "Sarah emerged from the bathroom. Looking fresh faced in her yellow sundress. The breeze from the open window tickled her pussy, covered only by her ropes. Then she saw them. A boy, tall skinny and muscular, around 27. Positioned on his hands and knees, naked in the ready position, in the middle of her studio. He was gagged with her rubber ball gag. And his cock hung down from his body and almost touched the floor. Sitting on top of his back was a woman. Skinny, pretty, athletic, sitting legs crossed on his back. She was in her underwear, basic white cotton undies. But her make-up was heavy, and her look stern. She looked Sarah straight in the eye and didn't submit, forcing Sarah to look away, desperately scanning the room for me. I walked in from the kitchen carrying some items I had been preparing most of the day before our guests had first arrived. Placing them down on the table I walked to Sarah. I kissed her softly on the lips. "Take off the dress." Sarah complied immediately. Dropping it to the floor. Leaving her naked but for the ropes. "She really is well trained," I thought to myself. "Sarah, let me introduce you to my guests. This is Jess, and this creature is Marco. Sarah, go great Jess and kiss her hand." Sarah looked at me hesitantly, but walked slowly to Jess and bent down and kissed Jess's outstretched hand. I could sense a wave of resentment from Sarah. "Now I want you to great Marco" Sarah stared at the immobilized man with the foot long cock. How exactly was she to say hello to this gimp? "Sarah, Marco is an animal. A beast of burden. He does his job and doesn't complain. Go behind him and take hole of his cock and balls and pull it out behind his legs." Sarah looked stunned. It wasn't the most intense thing she'd ever been told to do. But it certainly set the tone of the evening pretty high on the weird scale. Her heart began to race. She walked behind Marco and reached between his legs. She pulled back on his long thin cock and dangling big balls, exposing them behind him. "Close your legs Marco," I commanded. He did so. Now his generous package sat at the ready out the back of him. "Jess, fetch two pieces of thin rope from the table, and give one to Sarah." She took two piece of rope I had cut to size earlier. "Sarah, tonight Jess is my assistant. She is a slave to me and me only, but you and Marco are slaves to us both. Jess, you may give Sarah her directions." Confused, Sarah looked at me, and then Jess. Two masters, one sub man, and her. How was this going to work? She realized she had to stop thinking and let go. Sarah looked to Jess and asked, "What are your commands?" "Take this string and tie each of his balls separately." Sarah reached down and pulled one of his balls back. They were enormous; the size of a plum. They sat in a log dangling sack. Just as she liked a set of balls actually. Much easier to manipulate. Sarah rolled the ball around in her hand. She separated the balls with the string and tied a tight knot on the outside of the ball. Jess gave her the second piece of string and had her do the same on the other side. Marco squirmed as Sarah caught something painful during the second knot. Jess, still sitting on his back, slapped his ass hard and told him to stay still. Sarah sat behind Marco, looking at his bound balls, and wondered where this was going. "Sarah, now get down in the ready position behind Marco. Facing the other direction, ass-to-ass."I commanded. Jess got off Marco and roughly positioned Sarah behind him. Facing the opposite direction. She stepped on the arch of Sarah's back saying "Show the world your cunt, slut." This was a favorite ready position of mine. Sarah had to be wondering when I had trained Jess. Obviously as earlier commanded, Jess began removing Sarah's rope pussy harness. As the rope was removed, blood swelled Sarah's clit. Sarah, kneeled behind Marco on all fours, free from her ropes but sure something much worse was coming. Jess showed Sarah what she had in her hand. Two spring loaded clamps. Moving behind Sarah, Jess reached between Sarah's legs, and fondled her pussy. Separating her labia and getting a good grip on the left flap. All of a sudden Sarah felt excruciating pain and Jess clipped the clamp on tight to her labia. "Stay with it. We are only just beginning" I said to Sarah, knowing this could make her break. She breathed deeper and with a flinch let the other clamp be attached. I threw Jess two chains with hooks. She attached each one to Sarah's clamps, and then attached the other ends to the two strings Sarah had tied to Marco's balls. Sarah moaned though the process. Jess walked over to me and knelt down at my feet. She hugged my leg and stroked my cock from the outside of my pants. I patted her head like a good slave. Sarah looked up, still in shock. She was fighting the pain of the clamps. But I could see the jealously in her eyes as Jess clung to my leg. "This could be interesting to work with I thought..." "We are going to play a game of tug-of-war. Sarah, Marco, you will both move in the opposite directions until you come free." Sarah looked up at me in shock. She tied those strings to Marco's balls. She knew they were not coming off. She knew how much pain she'd inflict on him by pulling them. She also knew the pain she would feel when those clamps finally slipped off her pussy lips. She froze. I walked over to Sarah. I took her head in my hand and had her straighten up on just her knees. The chain tightened. Marco groaned and began to drool over his ball gag. Sarah winced. "Sarah, this is a test. You have had an easy ride of late. Just pressure releasing spankings. You need to be tested. I want you to do this for me. Show me that you are still my possession to command. You can do this. I have faith in you." I said looking deep into her eyes. "I love you," and I meant it so deeply. I continued to whisper to Sarah.. "I am not an unreasonable master. Right now you and Marco are the bottom of pecking order. Both below Jess. On equal footing. I'm going to give you the opportunity over the next few hours to climb back up. To own Marco as your slave. And even to be dominant over Jess." "What?" said Jess. "I thought I... SLAP! I stood and turned to Jess, my open hand slapping her face and throwing her backwards. Marco didn't move. "You are whatever I say you are Jess. Do you understand me?" "Yes. I'm sorry" "So, if you want to stay my assistant, then you better test Sarah very severely. But I know Sarah, and my bets are on her." Upon hearing this Sarah found a new sense of courage. She bent down on all fours and beared forward. Her pussy lips stretched back, extending over 3 inched from her body in what must have been an excruciating amount of pain. Marco groaned in agony and moved backwards to relieve the pressure. "Control your sub, Jess" I said sternly and threw her a riding crop. She caught it and knew what to do. She struck Marco on the ass like a mule. He leaned forward away from the strike, pulling the rope tight. I could see Sarah back jolt up and she cried out in agony as one clip came loose from her labia. It fell to the floor leaving one flap stretched way behind her. As the blood rushed back to the freed labia she moaned in pain. But behind her hung a long strand of viscous cum that has been seeping out of her pussy since the ordeal started. I took Sarah's face in my hand again. "You've done well. Im proud of you. I am not an unreasonable master. If you free yourself from Marco, rather than Marco doing all the work, I will promote you above Marco. You will have 30 minutes to do whatever you want with that fool and his 12 inch cock. That, and my gratitude, will be your reward." Sarah licked her lips and launched forward. The clip flew off. Marco wailed, and Sarah dropped to the floor in agony. Rolling into the fetal position, holding her pussy. She looked up at Jess, who looked a little disappointed. Sarah murmured to Jess: "Now I own your Marco... I'll own you too soon bitch... Hope you enjoy the show." With that she reached out and grabbed the string attached to Marco's balls. She pulled him close to her on the ground as he whimpered and shuffled forward. With a grateful look up at me, she then set her glare on Jess, lowered her head and began licking the bound balls of Marco. Jess began to protest... "Quiet, Jess. Marco belongs to Sarah now." Alex Tests Sarah Ch. 06 Chapter Six - From the perspective of Sarah I didn't care about Alex's hands on my face, his encouraging words, I was seeing red. How could he hold Jess above me? Let her talk to me like that? Let her talk to me at all? I planned to take full advantage of my half hour with "Marco." Trust me, I could make this hurt a lot more than those clamps did. The thing about girls who want to experiment, who go out their way to answer Alex's craigslist ad with their boyfriends -- it's not because they want to experiment, it's because they want Alex. Well, someone that's like him - someone who isn't afraid, who feels naturally dominant and naturally possessive. But this bitch got it wrong if she thought that Alex possessing me means that he wasn't all and always mine. It goes both ways; she has to learn that. And Alex could probably use a reminder too -- he let this halfwit penetrate my home, he let her touch me.... Marco; however, well, he was mine for the next thirty minutes. When Alex gives me a gift, I always appreciate it. Thirty minutes, no time to unbind the ropes, better use them as a leash. I started talking to Marco like a little puppy dog, pulling on his leash with short, sharp tugs. "Here boy, come with me. That's a good boy, crawl over to the table." I pulled him to his feet by his balls and laid him on his back on the kitchen table; his thin long legs hanging off the side. Totally naked, I climbed onto the table and lowered myself onto his face, completely exposed, but embracing the power of my position over him and my brazen disregard of the incongruity. I stared into her face as he lapped up the wetness seeping from my insides. I let him get eager, greedy, pulling his hands up over my belly, my tits; he wanted to touch me, and arched my back has he spread his fingers wide and pressed them into my full breasts, leaving pink marks on my very soft skin. I arched my back and shot at Jess, "must be a nice change to have something to hold on to..." Ten minutes of slow, deep, pulsing pleasure -- my pussy was sore, I wanted to feel this. Then I wanted to have my real fun. I tugged on the leash and put Marco into one of Alex's favorite positions -- for me -- Marco's hands on the edge of the table, ass out, back arched. Looked a little different with the six foot man leaning over as I ran my hands along his hips and softly pressed my hips into his back. Jess was interested now; she had seen us pleasure each other; she started to care about her boy. So, now it was time to make him hurt, and show her there was nothing she could do about it. All it took was four strikes with the cane and Marco was crying out for Jess. Alex stepped in, "Marco...listen..." But I wasn't having it; Marco was mine for the half hour. I pulled back hard on Marco's hair and pressed his head to the table. "Marco, you're fighting me, you're thinking, you're trying to make sense of this. This is hard isn't it? This isn't fun?" He practically whimpered out a yes. "But Marco, your cock -- it's so hard, look down." And I pulled his head off the table and down toward his legs. "Look at that. It's so hard, all of those inches, surging with blood, because you like this. You like how this feels." He whimpered out another yes. As Marco was coming to some spiritual realization, I decided what she was going to do. She said, "Touch the floor...try." Marco barely reached; he was unsteady and awkward, his ass facing towards Alex and Jess. Jess looked uncomfortable, embarrassed maybe. She was sitting on Alex's lap. I walked up to her, and I stood over her, didn't say a word. I knew as soon as I did Alex would reprimand me, she wasn't mine...yet. But I stared and stared, until she finally shifted off center. I plunged my hand toward his cock, but went for his belt buckle, tearing it open and off his waist, not breaking eye contact with the skank sitting on my Alex's knee. I whipped the belt out and stalked back over to Marco's pathetic ass, no pause, no warning and CRACK. I came down hard and he actually fell over, onto the floor and let out a loud cry of protest. "GET UP" I practically shouted at him. I pulled the rope around his balls so hard that he had to scramble up, sniffling, unsteady. "LEAN OVER" He was in shock, he just did it, and CRACK, I hit again, same spot practically. Huge welts were coming up on his ass, bruising reddish purple already. A third slash on his ass and a change came over him. His legs got a little sturdier, but his torso relaxed and his jaw went slack. He stood, bent at the waist in front of two strangers and his girlfriend, ass out, as a tiny girl stood over him and mercilessly starting destroying him with the belt. Lash, after lash, after lash...he was sobbing, actually crying tears, but not resisting. I pushed him harder and harder, forgetting Alex, forgetting Jess, just pouring out everything, knowing how badly he was hurting, knowing from experience, but not caring....needing to keep going, addicted to the swell of feeling that came up every time Marco cried and, the rush of power every time a new welt was raised... I think I physically pushed him to the brink, he fell over again, but the shivering, snotty mess wasn't up for another round. All of a sudden, I stood, overwhelmed in the silence, the whip in my hand, left only with the shock of how far I had just gone, so far from myself from my submission, and I was about to lose myself and look to Alex, when instead, I looked to him. Marco was propped up on one elbow, his long bangs covering his dazed eyes, his jaw slack. I noticed for the first time how naked he was, and how naked I was. Alex often brings me lots of cocks to suck, but usually they keep their closes on, there is a barrier. But this time, I had all of Marco, his cock, his skin, his hair, his chest....Alex gave it to me, and I wanted it. I gestured that Marco should get to his feet and follow me to the bed. I softly placed a pillow behind his head and took his hands, which were literally shaking, and kissed each one slowly. I didn't look in his eyes. He was so malleable, so open -- he responded in the change in me immediately. I pressed his face between my hands and lightly kissed him, all over his face. I tasted his neck, salt and alcohol, and because he was mine I nursed his skin till I left marks. I loved this; and apparently so did he, because his cock was stirring again. He had gone soft during the worst of my belt lashes. I wanted to see what I had done. I firmly took his ankles and lifted his legs up. He was too tall for me to do much, but for some reason, he obeyed, keeping them high about our heads. I just had to press on the bottom of his ass, and he knew to lift off the sheets. He was so desperately vulnerable in that position. The welts were already turning from deep purple to black, real welts rising off his skinny ass. It almost took my breath away; I did that. I altered his body, he gave in to that. I loved his legs back and without really thinking about it, I looked in his eyes and said, "Thank you." He nodded, still looking a bit dazed. I crawled up onto his lap and began feeling his body. I ran my hands up and down his chest, onto his hip bones; I gripped his thighs and brushed my fingers over his balls and his cock. Then I held my body in a plank over his, I looked at him, and I asked "Are you ready?" He nodded again, and said, "Please..." I looked over at Alex, just for a second and I could see a slightly disturbed look on his face. Was this too intimate? I wanted him to understand; so I took Marco's face in one hand on leaned in and kissed him hard on the mouth, completely in control of every tilt of the head, every breath. Marco let me lead; he seemed like he was in a trance. And when I looked back at Alex, I think he understood. I going to make love to Marco, I was going to make love to my sub, something Alex would never be for me, according to both of our desires. I lowered over Marco and bore down onto his cock; literally riding him, grinding hard. The in and out of sex is hot; but I wanted Marco to pleasure me, I wanted his cock pressing hard against all the right parts of my insides. He lay still; I used him as my toy, moving up and down his body as it felt good. He started to lift his hands to my chest, but I looked him in the eyes and he stopped dead. He whispered, "Please Mistress, can I touch your breasts?" And with that unexpected and so sincere statement of submission, I whispered "No, slave" and push hard against his pubic bone until I drove myself to an orgasm that numbed my spine and clouded my vision. He was not going to cum in my body. I lounged down on the bed, savoring this totally new feeling and ordered him to kneel on the floor "Because you made me feel so good, you can touch my body with one hand, while you pleasure yourself. I think you have twenty seconds left on the clock...." Alex Tests Sarah Ch. 07 Chapter Seven - From the perspective of Alex "Three, Two, One. Marco, that's enough." He hadn't finished as he ran out of time. Sarah lay next to Marco on the bed panting. Her pussy still pulsating a little on the outside, and still slightly opened so her pink was visible for Jess and I to see. She was soaked with her own cum from her pussy down to her asshole. Jess, looked at me, shocked. The woman, who, up to an hour ago was supposed to be her sub, just received a fucking from her boyfriend, the likes of which she had never enjoyed. "I don't understand," said Jess. "All I ever got was a few minutes. He just gave her 30 minutes and she looks like she has passed out from the orgasm!" Indeed, Sarah did appear to be asleep, one hand still lying on Marco's stomach. "Jess," I began. "You came here for a lesson in how to be a Dom. How to own your Sub. And you have received one. You were not ready to take on Sarah. You see that by her reaction to your commands, and the revenge she took on your boy. I told you my money was on her. I warned you before didn't I?" "You did, I get it. But Marco. A sub just dominated my sub better than I ever have. He performed for her, like he never bothered for me." She was almost in tears. "That's because he respected Sarah. She broke him. Not just with words, but with her mind and with her beating. Do you see what Marco needs now? You can be a bitch and insult him. It will get him hard. We saw that. But to make him your sub, you need to break him. He needs to respect you, not hate you." She nodded, looking at her boy, lifeless on the table next to another woman. "Jess. You and Marco will have plenty of time to explore this together. You understand what you have to do. But now you see how the dynamic should really be tonight, don't you? You and Marco, both belong to Sarah and I." Jess nodded. "Jess, go make amends to Sarah and ask for her forgiveness" Jess walked slowly to the bed. As she stood next to Sarah and Marco in their post-coital bliss, she was stuck for works. Sarah turned her head slightly, nodding just a little to Jess. She was willing to forgive the girl, but obviously wanted little to do with her. "You'll get there one day. But for now, just clean me up," and she reached into Jess's hair, forcing Jess's face hard against her pubic hair. Jess obediently began lapping up Sarah's soaking pussy. I walked over to the bed and lay a soft kiss on Sarah's lips. She grabbed my face hard and pressed the kiss deep. Her eyes watered and her lips pouted. I could feel the violent connection between us, something almost tangible. The man who's cock was drenched in her cum next to her was nothing. The woman between her legs was nothing. It was just us in that moment. "So did I pass your test, Alex?" She said with a concerned look on her face. "Did you want to see me fight for my spot? Was that it?" "Yes, you passed. I put you in a position lower than you deserved. You fought your way back to my side. But you never broke from my control and you never disobeyed. Yes, you passed." "What now?" Sarah asked. "Time to play with our new toys. I brought them here for our enjoyment. Lets enjoy... Are you ready to play?" "Yes I am," and she kissed me hard one last time. Walking over the bed I observed my work bench. "Jess, go to the bed and lie down on your back, ass on the foot of the bead, legs hanging off. Marco, so sorry to wake you." He smiled, "Move to the head of the bed. Sit up straight, back against the head board." The both assumed their positions "Sarah, roll over and straddle Jess's face, facing Marco. Take these scissors. Release Marco and bring his balls back to life. Jess will finish cleaning you up." I said this loud enough for all of them to hear. Sarah approached the bed. She climbed up and reached her leg over Jess's face, assuming her position, pussy over mouth. More cum began to leak out from Sarah's hole. Jess gripped Sarah's ass checks and began lapping the warm liquid eagerly. Sarah took her time, enjoying the servicing from Jess. Then she got down on all fourns and looked at Marco's package. His flaccid cock hung to the left, all 8 inches of soft meat. He might not be as thick as Alex, but she had really enjoyed that long cock deep inside her. She still felt such a deep ache at her cervix, which had been pounded by Marco's length. She took his big balls in her hand. The sack was now a bluish red color. His flinch revealed that he was tender. She bent down and slowly licked his testicles. He didn't react. Softly she sucked the left ball, into her mouth until she reached the bind. She ran her tongue around it and increased the pressure. Marco began to whimper. Releasing the ball from her mouth she took the scissors and placed the cold metal under his balls. Lifting them slightly so they sat on the blade of the scissor. "Careful, Marco. I wouldn't move." He looked down, petrified. But his cock was beginning to come to life. Sarah took the balls in her left hand. She slid the blade under the center tie and lifted the blade clear of his scrotum skin. Snip! The bind fell away and his balls were free. Marco gasped as his big balls fell out and blood began rushing back to his scrotum. Sarah began kneading them in her hands. Massaging each individually. Pulling a little on each testicle and stretching the sack as long as it would go. She observed his hard cock. Long and thin, with a nice circumcised bell head on it. Holding his balls in one hand she gripped his cock in the other and began to pump his long shaft, still wet from her pussy earlier. Sarah ran her tongue from under his big balls, splitting them as she slid her tongue over his sack, then slowly all the way up the underside of his cock. She savored the precum at the head, pursing her lips over the eye of his cock and sucking it out. Then she engulfed the cock with her lips and went to work. As I watched Sarah happily sucking her new toy, and Jess feeding on Sarah, my cock felt like it would burst. Rock hard I climbed onto the bed and straddled Jess, behind Sarah, and began rubbing the head of my cock up and down Sarah's slit. "Jess, take my balls in your mouth". She stretched her neck up and sucked my left testicle into her mouth. "No matter what, you need to keep one in your mouth at all times, Jess". I pushed my cock head into the parted lips of Sarah. I kept it there, on the edge, for a long time while I watched her head bob up and down. Without warning I thrust my full length into her pussy. She groaned. I felt my ball stretched out as Jess didn't let go with her mouth. I pulled Sarah's body back on to my cock, as I sat backwards on Jess's face. Her tongue darted around my balls as I make Sarah's body rise and fall on my cock. She is sopping wet from her and Marco's session earlier. Sarah held on tight to Marco's cock, now stretched out in front of him, with the bulbous end still in Sarah's mouth. I ran my finger around my hammering shaft and dragged some juices to her asshole. Lubricating it and pushing two fingers into her quicker than is usually advisable. Sarah's back arched away from the penetration. "Sarah, bear down. Take it all" Sarah began to rock forcefully backwards, as my fingers moved in and out of her ass. I began spreading them wider and wider. Inserted a third finger and she hardly noticed. She was building to an orgasm. She had let go of Marcos cock from her mouth and was pumping it vigorously with her hand. But it wasn't time for her or him to cum yet. I withdrew my cock from her shivering pussy and with one quick motion plunged it into her asshole. Jess released my ball from her mouth. Sarah dropped Marco's cock and let out a loud deep groan. Her hand flew backwards in a vain effort to stop the force but I grabbed it and held it down. "Take the pain Sarah. Take the pain." Sarah whimpered as I moved my thick cock in and out of her ass. All 8 inches disappeared into her body. "Jess, go to work on her pussy. Start with two fingers and work up." Jess inserted two fingers easily into Sarah's pussy, as I slid in and out of her ass. Jess could feel Alex's cock sliding in and out next to her entombed fingers. Sarah had begun to relax. She was taking Alex's cock and had her face buried in Marco's lap. Her hand held his giant cock, but it didn't move. She was clearly concentrating. Jess slid a third finger in and then a fourth. Her fingers were squeezed in a triangle. In time with my strokes she began to widen them. Stroke after stroke her finger spread. Sarah's moans became louder. Sarah had begun to stroke Marco's cock again. Finally Jess's fingers were four in a line. She pushed them in and out together, in time with my strokes, until she had worked her way to her palm. With her fingers pointing up the direction of Sarah's back Jess began to press against my cock as it went in and out. I was riding Sarah's ass like never before. It had opened wide and there was little resistance now. It felt like Jess's hand was massaging my cock from inside Sarah's body. It felt amazing. Sarah was moaning like some sort of animal. She had given in. She was full and had lost control of her voice, of all her body. She pumped on Marco's cock unconsciously, like a woman possessed. I had to see this beautiful woman's face. I pulled my cock out of her ass and stood up. I leaned down and picked Sarah up like a rag doll. She released Marco's cock and Jess's hand slid out of her pussy. Holding her over my shoulder, limp, I said, "Marco, slide down the bed and hold your cock up straight." He did so, like a batter lining up his hit. I slid my arms under Sarah's legs so she was facing me. Positioned myself over Marco and lowered her in one accurate move onto his long cock. It slid in easily and Sarah's eyes widened, then closed, as the monster hit her cervix. She sat in reverse cow girl, impaled on his rod. I pushed her onto her back, lying flat on Marco's chest. I positioned myself over them both and placed the head of my cock at the lips of her already full pussy. Sarah realized what was about to happen. She raised her legs a little as I pressed my cock into Marcos, and began to insert myself into her pussy as well. There was so much pressure, Sarah yelled out a long "Ohhhhh Goooooddddddd", and I forced myself into her. Marco stayed still. His long cock massaging her cervix, while I slowly thrust in and out. Sarah looked at me, her eyes half crazed. She grabbed my hair and bore down on our cocks with a scream. Marco began to thrust, and I found his rhythm. In and out like two tandem pistons we hammered Sarah's defenseless pussy. Giving her no reprieve, we slammed back and forth, picking up speed. Sarah arched her back upwards, pressing down to take in even more cock. Her body began to shake; she stopped breathing for a moment. Marco's hands came around her body and roughly grabbed her big tits. I dropped my hips and slammed my cock in as deep as I could. Marco withdrew and a fraction of a second later came slamming back in, yelling that he is cumming. I felt his cum squirt onto the head of my cock inside Sarah. Sarah screamed as she came violently. Her body convulsed and she pushed down again. I let go, exploding inside her. We all lay together pulsating and twitching, in a pile of sweaty flesh, as the last ribbon of come was deposited inside Sarah's soft pink pussy. Sarah opened her eyes and saw me lying over her. She pulled my head down and kissed me deeply. Sarah slid herself up our bodies, releasing our cocks from her pussy. With a squelch they slopped out of her and the pile of bodies rolled onto the bed. "Jess," said Sarah from her daze, "Clean us up." And as Jess dutifully began to lick at Sarah's gaping hole, and drinking mine and Marco's deposits as they poured from her body. Sarah and I kissed, making out like teenagers, ignoring the two human toys next to us.