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Katherine

By: Magicien



She was a big girl, five foot seven or eight in her stocking feet, and on a good day she weighed in at 170 or 172 pounds. Her second or third serious boyfriend teased that she was built less for speed – more for comfort – and she had the 38-D chest to prove it. Early in that relationship she complained that she ought to shed 20 pounds, and the boyfriend told Kat he would throw her out of bed if she ever tried it.

On his last visit to Arizona her Uncle Artie from New York told Katherine that he liked his women zaftig. "Back east you could be the hit of the Bronx. And I have to tell you that Woody Allen who is not only a personal friend but a great film maker would cast you as his girlfriend in his next movie, if only you move back east with me." And then Uncle Artie gave Kat an affectionate pat on the ass to prove his point.

Katherine aka Kat had grown up in California. There, all her relatives had told her the same thing. "What a pretty face – if only you would lose 20 or 30 pounds you could be in the movies."

Denis found Katherine on the Internet at a bondage site he had been trolling with success for years. Kat was a self-described bi-curious newbie submissive with a preference for all things anal. Denis's read her profile and his cock got stiff just thinking about the possibilities.

Denis sent Kat a bondage story and closed his e-mail message with the offer, "let's have coffee some Saturday morning... check out the chemistry... see what happens." The story aroused Kat's curiosity, left her with a very wet pussy, had her reaching for her vibrator. She had to check this new guy out.

Over coffee at Starbucks Denis told her she looked like the actress Kathleen Turner, only younger and with decent tits. Kat appreciated the complement. But when she complained that she was a big girl, that she ought to lose 20 pounds, Denis stopped her. She remembered how he went on to tell her, "and I like you exactly the way you are." What Kat appreciated most was that he was talking to her, looking straight into her eyes, not talking to her chest.

And Denis? What of Denis? He was about 15 years older, two inches taller, and five or seven pounds lighter. In several southern states and parts of rural Utah, he was old enough to be her father, or at least marriage-eligible kin.

Kat took him home with her that first morning, got him past the guard at her gated and well protected community, then into her unit.

"Where and how do we begin," Kat asked as she double locked the front door.

"In your bedroom... all of your clothes off, please... and leave your bra for last."

Kat undressed slowly, not really putting on a show, but giving Denis a chance to enjoy her body. Taking her bra off last was an interesting variation – most guys went for her tits before they were barely past the front door.

"Let's start with a variation of the classic seated tie." Denis told her when she was butt naked. "I want you very accessible, with your legs open wide." Denis positioned Kat in the chair, with her legs up and over the arms. He used four ropes, two on each side, to tie her thighs and ankles to the arms and legs of the chair. She could see herself in her bedroom mirror and she was wide open. The night before they met, at Denis's request Kat had trimmed her pubic hair to a short stubble.

Over coffee that morning Kat asked him, "You didn't want me to shave my pussy?" Denis thought for a moment, then replied, "No, not just now. Maybe we'll save that for another time. But I do want to see you, all of you. I want to see what I'm doing when we're playing."

That was fine with Kat. She could wait for Denis to shave her pussy. Besides, she didn't want to have to shave her kitty on a regular basis, or to put up with the itching as her pubic hair grew back in. And it was nice to know he wanted to see her kitty.

Denis took the gear out of his case and spread it on her dresser. First came the 18 inch ruler which Kat guessed Denis might use on her breasts or the insides of her thighs. Next was the roll of two inch wide self stick Ace-bandage.

"I was thinking of using this on your beasts. You've seen the picture of the woman – the one I sent you of the woman with the Ace bandages on her tits and the dreamy look on her face. Well, I want to try it something like that, using this self-stick bandage. Not, to worry, it comes off easily. I was thinking seven or eight turns on each of your big boobs, not to tight, but enough to increase their sensitivity. That should be just about right."

Katherine had told Denis over coffee that her boobs had been tied once before, and it made her nipples incredibly sensitive. Kat shivered just thinking about it what it would be like this time.

Finally Denis took out four more items: a blindfold, black in color, with an elastic head band; a bottle of flexible ear plugs, yellow in color, the kind they sell to people who work in noisy places or have trouble sleeping at night; a regular Ace bandage; and a pair of regulation police handcuffs. Kat wasn't sure what the additional bandage was for, if he already had the roll of self stick.

"Now, time for me to get busy," Denis told her in a cheerful tone of voice.

He cuffed Kat's wrists and then told her to put her hands behind her neck, her elbows back, her large breasts thrust forward. She watched as Denis began to wrap her left breast, seven or eight turns, and then to cut off the end of the bandage with a barber's scissor. Denis didn't make it particularly tight, but from the picture Denis had sent her and her own past experience, Kat knew that over the next hour or two the color of her breasts would darken and they would become much more sensitive. She wondered how long that would take. Without asking her permission, Denis repeated the process on her right breast.

"Very pretty," Denis commented as he stepped back to admire his handy work. Then he leaned forward and kissed her left nipple. It was already sensitive as he flicked his tongue across the rock hard button.

"Hmmmmm, thank you," from Kat.

"Now, where do you keep your bath towels?"

"What for?" from Kat.

"Because I want to put one under your ass before I start working. No sense messing up your chair with all that excess pussy juice. You're going to be like a lake down there by the time I'm finished." My-oh-my, he's very sure of himself, Katherine's inner voice whispered.

Kat thought about Denis's question for only a moment. He was right, of course. Kat did tend to get very wet when aroused, and it was a very nice arm chair. "In the linen closet in the hallway."

Denis went out and came back quickly with a medium size towel.

"Now for the hard part. Just trust me."

Before he began, Denis had positioned the chair about a foot from the end of Kat's bed – or maybe it was more like 15 or 18 inches. Now he stood to one side behind the chair. Slowly he pulled it back until it rested against the bed. In that position, it was not quite like being in the stirrups at her GYN's office, but it was close enough. In an early e-mail Denis asked if Kat believed women had a G-spot. Kat didn't think the mystery spot existed. But if Denis was going to find her G-spot, this was probably the right position to be in.

Denis folded the towel in half.

"Now lift up your ass, as best you can." Kat lifted and Denis pushed and the towel went under her ass – with the front just hanging over the edge of the chair.

"Now, my sweet, I'm going to help you focus on what is about to happen. I don't want you to have any distractions. Just remember to trust me."

Denis opened the bottle of ear plugs and took out two. He moved her long hair out of the way and inserted one plug in each of Kat's ears. Next came the blindfold. Denis covered her eyes. It was quiet for a while, and then she felt him applying the Ace bandage, wrapping it around her head, covering both her ears and the blindfold, cutting out all sound and light. Kat had expressed an interest in sensory deprivation, but she didn't think this was how Denis might do it. For a moment Kat started to panic.

"Denis, please, don't leave me... "

He pressed two fingers against her lips, as if to say, "Shush, everything is going to be all right, but you have to trust me."

Kat tried to relax, to take a deep breath, to calm herself. She though she could feel the vibration of the air conditioner when it cycled back on. She tried to sense the vibration of footsteps, but Denis had obviously taken off his shoes and was walking silently around her bedroom.

Kat wasn't sure how long she sat there in the dark, feeling the beating of her heart, wondering what Denis would do next. She thought it could be five minutes or possibly ten, but it was only two minutes and 20 seconds by the clock next to her bed.

He started with an ice cube, on her left breast, directly on the areola, just under the nipple.

"Oh, my fucken' G-d," as flood of sensation of cold pain went instantly from her tit to her brain and then down to her cunt.

Kat tried to control her trembling; she knew she would die of humiliation if she lost control an peed herself the first time they were together.

She had ice on her tits before. But never before when she was tied in a chair with ear plugs in her ears, a blindfold covering her eyes, and an Ace bandage wrapped around her head for additional sight and sound control. Fortunately, Kat had a strong heart – a shock like that could kill a girl.

Afterwards, Kat remembered taking several deep breaths and trying to calm herself a second time. She took three or four very slow breaths before she was just able to start breathing normally. Now the room had closed in around her. She became part of her surroundings. There was nothing to see or to hear, but she could still feel. She wondered if this was what blind people experience on a moment by moment basis. No, they can hear – she told herself - this is very different.

What did Kat feel? First, there was the sensation of the chair. She could feel it against her back and butt. Sitting there, naked, she could feel the fabric pressed against her. Next was her position. Denis had placed her legs up and over the arms of the chair, so she was open wide. Her cunt lips, recently shorn of their protective covering of pubic fair, were clearly visible for anyone to see, although she doubted Denis had invited in the neighbors for a spot of tea and a quick peek at her pussycat. Denis had brought with him a digital camera and a tripod. She had watched as he set it up after he tied Kat into the chair. Photos for posterity, something to show the grandkids – now that was a possibility – a possibility Kat didn't really care to think about just then.

"Denis, are you there?" Silence. Nothing but silence. When you're in the dark, you look for any possible clues. "Denis, are you still here?" For a moment Kat started to panic. She told herself to focus, to think.

Finally Kat's mind drifted back to that morning at Starbucks. Denis was drinking iced coffee, his regular drink. After some small talk about her planned trip to Portland, Denis broached the subject.

"Safe words?" Denis asked, always the planner. "Did he give you a safe word, the other guy?"

"No – he only tied me up." And after a short pause, "Do I need one?"

"Probably not, since were not doing pain. But safe words are reassuring – something to have – just in case you get in over your head ---"

"What do you suggest?" from Kat.

"Red – Yellow – Green – like a traffic light –"

"I'm not sure I understand?"

"Green if you like what I'm doing – and want more of it."

"OK, makes sense," from Kat.

"Yellow if it's getting too intense, but not enough that you want to quit. Yellow gives you a pause – a time to catch your breath before I continue."

"And Red?"

"That you want me to stop, immediately, no negotiations allowed?" Denis said.

"And you'd do that?"

"If I want to be invited back, to play again."

Kat had read someplace, or some other guy had told her, that the bottom always has absolute control. Now she was beginning to understand what that really meant.

Kat also began to understand that when you're sitting someplace, blindfolded and tied, hearing nothing, your mind begins to wander as you lose track of time. You drift in and out of a sleep state as you try to stay awake, as you try to stay focused.

In spite of the uncomfortable position, in spite of the ache just starting in her breasts, Kat thought back to that conversation at Starbuck's. She knew she could say a safe word, but how would she know Denis heard her? How would she know he was even in the room? For a moment, Kat could feel that returning sense of panic in the pit of her stomach. Fear, mingled with sexual arousal. She was as wet as ever.

Kat had to think for a moment. Then she asked the first question.

"Denis, if you're here and can hear me, please tap my right knee three times for 'Yes'."

There was a pause... maybe 20 or 30 seconds... and then three taps.

"Will you respect my 'Safe' words?" Again there were three taps.

"Will you do anything to hurt me? If the answer is 'No,' please touch my right breast."

Denis immediately touched Kat's right tit. That was a relief.

For a while, Kat just sat there. She got into her body, into its sensations. There was a fullness in her large breasts, and the Ace bandages Denis had used to bind her tits were beginning to hurt, were beginning to increase her sensitivity. Kat guessed she sat for at least 10 minutes with nothing happening.

At one point, Denis flicked her left nipple with his index finder.

"Ahh," and then she said 'bastard' under her breath. Denis must have heard, because he flicked her nipple with his finger a second time.

More time went by. Denis had leaned back her chair, maybe at a 45 degree angle – so she wasn't sitting up straight – not lying down – the position was totally disorienting.

More time, and then Kat felt his tongue on her left nipple.

"Hmmmmmmm," from Kat.

Her nipple got hard, there was a flash of wet between her legs. Then, suddenly it happened.

"Ahhhhhh! G-d!! Fuck!!!"

He had snapped a clip on her hard wet nipple.

More time went by. Her breast was really hurting now... much more then before... but she was getting into the sensation... and she knew... she could feel... the towel under her ass was wet with her cunt juice.

Finally Kat asked the question she had been thinking about since the first time together with Denis at Starbucks.

"Denis, if you're here right now, if you can hear me, are you ready now to fist me?

Tap... tap... tap on her right knee.

Kat wasn't sure how long me made her sit there after she asked him to fist her. She thought it could have been a half hour, but ten minutes was closer to the mark. The body sensations were stronger, the feeling of the fabric against her naked backside, the openness of her legs, the dull ache of the clip on her left nipple. Especially the dull ache.

"Denis, are you there?"

Nothing. He had gone to get a bowl of ice.

"Please, Denis, the clip on my nipple is really starting to hurt."

He had just come back into her bedroom.

"Denis, I don't like this... "

He moved a chair quietly into place, and was now sitting no more than five feet away. It only took two minutes more.

"Denis, the clip hurts."

Nothing. No tap... tap... tap on her right knee.

"You bastard, you said you wouldn't hurt me."

For all she knew, he could be taking a walk around the block, or he could have died and went to haven.

"Denis, I don't like this... "

Panic! It was what she imagined fear to be like when she started to read a Stephen King novel.

"Denis, please, if you can hear me, stop fucking around and take the clip off my tit."

Nothing happened.

"Yellow, please fucking YELLOW!"

It had been a while, and Kat had forgotten the rush of pain when the clip comes off your nipple.

"Eeeeeeeeee!!!"

After that, he didn't give her time to react. First the ice cube against her throbbing nipple, and then his mouth was against her, stifling her scream.

The kiss lasted over a minute, and after he broke it off, Denis held the ice against her tit until it was almost melted. Kat could feel herself trembling. And without his tongue in her mouth, the cold water running down her body gave her something else to think about.

"You prick," from Kat out loud, and 'you don't know how much I love this' under her breath.

Denis gave her five minutes of quiet time and then started with the lightest possible touch, just his finger tip, in her wet. Kat guessed he was kneeling on the floor in front of her, looking into her open cunt. Denis began at the bottom of her V – and lightly moved his finger very gradually up the groove, slowly from bottom to top.

"Hmmmm."

He gave her a minute by his wrist watch to react, but seemed like an eternity. Then he did it again, once more from bottom to top, this time a little deeper into her labia.

"Ahhhhh. Thank you."

The third time he went deeper still, bringing her wet with him, and then held his finger in place when he reached her clitoris. Kat was totally focused on the sensation.

The next thing Kat felt was his other hand, just two fingers at the top of her V, spreading her kitty. Then Kat felt his finger tip again, pushing back the hood of her clit, so that he could tease the little pearl. Kat hoped the next time they were together, he would bring a small mirror so that she could see exactly how he did that. His touch was so light, his hand so soft... 

"You're killing me with pleasure. This is so nice... I'm so wet... "

He wanted her as wet as possible, but had brought along a bottle of Astro-Glide just in case.

Now, Denis began the serious business of inserting his fist into her vagina.

He began with one finger and then two, into her pussy. Did Kat enjoy being finger fucked back in high school when she was still a virgin? She was sure Denis would ask after this was over. That morning at Starbucks he had told her that he had relatively small hands for a man, "The better to fist you with, my dear," and she would soon find out if that was true.

Next came the two finger stretch. Slowly, ever so slowly, Denis began to rotate his hand in a clockwise direction, using the two fingers buried deep in her pussy to open her, to slowly give elasticity to her vaginal muscles. At open point to insure continued wetness, he leaned forward and gave her clit a lick.

"Hmmm."

Kat wasn't sure how long Denis continued to stretch her – it felt very nice – and there was no reason to rush. For a moment he removed his hand to apply Astro-Glide, and then he was back into her again. Now it was the old familiar in and out, three fingers, going in deep, along with a new counter clockwise rotation. It could have been two minutes – it could have been five – time made no difference.

Finger number four, his pinky, was added along the way. It was a minor addition and Kat hardly noticed. Kat did sense something was different when Denis added his thumb. Now there was a fullness that hadn't been there before. It was as if he was trying to push a small cone-shaped object into her body.

For a moment Denis stopped, to apply more lube to the rest of his hand. Now he was using just a straight in and out, going for depth. It took a while, a couple of minutes of slow stretching, until she felt his knuckles going into her. Denis knew that was the hardest part, getting past the knuckles.

Sitting back in the chair with her legs up over the arms, Kat thought back to her last visit to her GYN. The Doctor had dilated her with a cold hunk of steel, and she wondered why he didn't offer this much more personal attention.

The cone of Denis's hand went deeper and deeper into Kat's body. She couldn't see just then, but gradually he made it past the wrist. Kat had seen pictures on the Internet of women being fisted, usually by other women, their hand usually in just past the wrist.


Katherine



Its interesting when fantasy and reality come together. It doesn't happen often, but when it does it's incredible. This happened just outside of New York, and it was one of the most fantastic nights of my life.

I was in New York on business. I'm a computer contractor, and I was up there installing a new system. We had finished work for the day, and three members of my client company invited me to dinner. The four of us went to a fantastic seafood place. Then we decided we'd like a couple of drinks, and one of the guys said he knew a great club not to far from there. Five minutes later, the four of us walked into this club.

Frankly, I don't even remember the name of the place. In all honesty, I found the place pretty boring. After an hour or so, as graciously as I could, I told my hosts I needed to leave. I had to be back at work early the next morning. They offered to drive me home of course, but I told them I would just catch a cab. It wasn't far, and their company was picking up my expenses anyway. So, they headed back to the bar, and I started for the door.

That's when things got interesting. Just as I was going to leave, I heard loud voices off to my right. Their were four young ladies at a table. I hadn't heard what had happened, but one of the women was really upset. She was absolutely screaming at the other three. Then one of the others said something back, and upset girl got up from her seat and stormed away. By sheer luck, she was headed right for me.

The girl was stunning. She was tiny and Asian. With that silky straight black hair that I find so beautiful. She had a face that you just wanted to kiss, and a body that was wonderfully curvy. Not only that, but she was wearing one of those tight black dresses that showed off every curve. So, as she stormed out in my direction, I just moved over a step so that she was sure to crash into me. As angry as she was, and as focused as she still was on her companions, I knew there was no way she would avoid me.

Sure enough, she ran right into me. She actually started to fall, and I wrapped my arms around her to hold her up. The girl actually smiled at that, and if I thought she'd been pretty before, that smile absolutely took my breath away.

She apologized and started to walk away, but I held on and asked her what had happened. She told me she had had a fight with her friends and was going to drive home. The girl was stumbling a bit, and I asked her how much she'd had to drink. She said she'd just had a beer, but whether it was the emotions or just her size, she didn't appear to be holding it well.

I asked her name and she told me she was Katherine. Then I offered to share my cab with her. She started to insist that she could leave, but I told her she was in no shape to drive. It took a few minutes, but I finally convinced her to come with me. As we were leaving she did ask what we would do about her car, but I told her we would just pick it up the next day.

I hailed a cab, and we got in the back. I gave the driver my address and he began driving. Between the beer and how upset she was, Katherine didn't even realize where we were going.

As we started to drive, I noticed the girl had tears in her eyes. I asked what was wrong, and she just said that she hated fighting with her friends, but that sometimes she just got so angry she said things she didn't really mean. I just put an arm around her and pulled her close. She snuggled up next to me, and stayed there the rest of the trip.

About 10 minutes later, we arrived at my hotel. Katherine asked what we were doing there, and I just told her that she didn't look like she was in any condition to be alone. I had two beds in my room, and she was more than welcome to one. The beautiful girl actually threw her arms around me and thanked me for being so nice. I paid off the driver and lead Katherine up to my room.

We took the elevator up, and I lead her inside. When we were inside, I couldn't wait any longer. I pulled her to me and just kissed her. She tensed up for a moment, but then she wrapped her arms around my neck and we kissed for several minutes. We were both breathing hard when we broke apart, but Katherine asked me to please not push things. She was just so upset, she didn't feel she was thinking straight.

My room had one of those little mini-fridges, and I had a few beers in it. I offered her one. At first, she said she shouldn't drink any more, but I told her it would help her relax and forget about how upset she was. With a little more gentle prodding, Katherine let me pour her the beer.

For the next 20 minutes or so, we just chatted as she drank her beer. I still couldn't get over how beautiful she was. I admit I really love Asian women, and this girl was a dream.

After she had finished her beer, Katherine seemed much calmer. I asked her if she'd just like to talk for awhile. I had a deck of card in the room. We could just play a little and chat. She said that sounded like fun. She played a little poker, so maybe we could just deal few hands.

For the next half hour or so, we just played a little two handed poker, while I learned as much about my new guest as I could. She was kind of shy, but very sexy. And the beer seemed to relax her a little.

We continued to play, but I moved my chair over nearer to hers. Then, after we finished a hand, I put my arms around her and pulled her to me. She really seemed to like being held. While I held her close, I just brushed my hand across the front of her blouse. She tensed for just a moment, then she relaxed again and I just stroked her breasts a few times. Katherine just snuggled into me, and I continued to hold her close.

After that, I decided to push things a little. I moved my hand down and gently lifted her dress just a little. Then I put my hand under it and just stroked her pussy through her panties very lightly. She reached down and pulled my hand away, but not very forcefully, and I looked over and she had a smile on her face. So I took my hand back and stroked her pussy again.

Katherine looked over at me and asked me to stop. She said she really like the attention, but she was just to worked up to enjoy it. I told her I was sure I could relax her, but she insisted that she was just too tense.

I thought for a moment, and then I told her that I would bet that I could relax her. Katherine asked what I meant, and I told her that I would deal one last hand of poker. If she won, I wouldn't touch her again. But if I won, her body was mine for the rest of the evening. I'd have the rest of the night to do whatever I wanted to make her relax and feel better. She started to object, but I convinced her to just leave it to the gods and the cards. I don't know if it was the beer, or my holding her, or some combination of both, but Katherine finally agreed to the wager.

Now, if you think I was leaving this to chance, you're out of your mind. As I picked the cards up, I quickly arranged it so I had to win. From where Katherine was sitting, there was no way she could see what I was doing. Five minutes later, I laid down 3 aces against her pair of jacks. She was mine.

I had all night with this incredibly beautiful woman, and I was in no hurry. I just pulled her to me and kissed her. GOD! I could have just kissed that gorgeous girl for hours. And she had that silky black hair, that I just couldn't stop running my hands through. After a while, though, I moved from her mouth to her neck. I just began kissing her neck and rubbing her shoulders. It wasn't very long before she had her arms around me and was pulling me back to her mouth. I certainly didn't resist. There was at least another 10 minutes of kissing that incredible woman.

Finally, it was time to move on. I reached around Katherine and unzipped her dress. I just pulled it off her shoulders and let it fall. She wasn't wearing a bra and her breasts were fantastic. Round, and a little large for an Asian girl. They were soft and lovely, with very dark nipples that were already getting hard.

I moved down from her face and began to kiss her nipples. Katherine was apparently very sensitive there, because her breath got short very quickly and she began to pull me into her chest. As I continued to kiss and fondle her boobs, I pulled her to her feet, so that the dress could fall the rest of the way to the floor. After that, I quickly bent down and pulled her panties off so that they joined her dress on the floor. 

When I had her completely nude, I very gently pushed Katherine back onto the bed. For some reason, I really wanted to look at this girl's pussy. So when I had her down on the bed, I lifted her legs up and apart. For a moment, I just looked at her. Her pussy was covered with that same silky black hair. The lips were kind of thin and still pushed together. It was a really wonderful sight. 

Katherine didn't say a word, as I kept her pussy exposed to my view. But she started to get a funny look on her face and she was licking her lips. So I reached in and pulled it open. It was so nice and pink, and it was already wet. I brushed my had over her clit, and Katherine jumped like she'd been shocked. I did it a couple more times, and her breath started getting really short. As it turned out, this little beauty loved to be touched and rubbing her got her very hot, very fast.

I continued to rub her clit very gently. I wanted to keep her excited, but not allow her to come just yet. Katherine's breathing got heavier and heavier. Then, she sat up for a moment and pulled me up to my knees. Quickly, she unzipped my pants and pulled my dick out. I was hard as a rock already, of course, from what was going on. Before I could even react, Katherine pushed my hand back between her legs, and sucked my dick all the way into her mouth. Then she wrapped her arms around me to hold me there, and pulled me back down on the bed. We just lay there, me stroking her pussy, and her sucking on me for all she was worth. 

That mouth was doing incredible things to me, and the way that girl used her tongue! I felt myself getting close, and actually considered stopping her. But then I figured we had all night, we could do other things later. So I began to rub her clit harder and let myself go. Very shortly, I felt myself reach that point of no return. I thrust deep into her mouth and felt blast after blast of cum shoot in there. A moment later, Katherine joined me and began to moan and writhe around. I continued to rub her clit until her body stopped moving. That seemed to take almost a full minute, and I loved every second of it. 

When Katherine had cum, my dick had slipped out of her mouth. But now she was lying still again, so I put it back to her lips. Those beautiful eyes looked up at me for a moment. Then she opened her mouth and let my dick slip back in. I just sat there thinking about what I wanted to do next, while I held her head and let that mouth keep working on me.

After another minute or two, and Katherine was asking me if she could stop. I just told her to keep going. I had other things to do to her, and I needed to be hard. Kathy didn't argue, she closed her mouth and went back to sucking.

It didn't take long at all for me to be rock hard again. When I was, I just rolled Katherine onto her stomach. I began by kissing her neck and then going slowly down her spine. I kissed up and down her back a few times. Then I began to just gently rub her neck and shoulders. Kathy let out a little noise, that I swear sounded like purring.

When she seemed completely relaxed, I took one hand and pushed her legs apart. Then I began to softly rub her pussy. Katherine was still sopping wet. Gradually, I began to work my way farther back, until I was rubbing her little asshole as well as her pussy. As I'd go back and forth, I made sure to pull enough juice from her pussy up to lubricate that tight little bottomhole. 

With her little anus all wet and slick, I took one finger and began to gently put it inside there. Kathy's head shot up, and she begged me to stop. I asked her why, and she just said she had never done anything there. I told her to just relax. She started to object again, but I reminded her that I had won her body for the night. With that, Kathy just put her head back down.

After that, I didn't want to give Kathy a chance to think about it, so I quickly put my finger all the way up there. I could feel her tense up a bit, but she didn't complain. I began to work the finger in and out, while I took my other hand and began rubbing her clit. That seemed to take the tension out. Very shortly I began to feel her hump back against my hand. With her getting that horny, I quickly added a second finger up her ass.

This time, Kathy didn't even complain or tense up. If anything, she began to buck harder against my hand. In fact a moment later, she looked back at me and just begged me to put it in. I had every intention of doing that, just not where she expected it.

Quickly, I pulled my hands away and pulled her to her knees. She knew I was going to fuck her, and she got up as fast as she could. I got the feeling she was so horny by now, she could hardly stand it. Then, when I shoved my dick in her pussy, she shoved back so hard against me, I thought she might knock me over.

I stroked into that incredible pussy for a few minutes. It was so tight and hot, it was an incredible struggle not to lose control. But I had other things in mind, and I forced myself to make it. After I had been in her pussy long enough for my dick to be completely soaked in her juices, I pulled it out and carefully placed it at the entrance to her little butthole. Then, before Katherine could register what was happening and react, I began to push it in.

It was incredibly tight, but Katherine was so horny and it was so slick, it slid right in. Katherine made a little sound like her breath was being taken away. She turned back to me and asked me to please take it out. She'd never had one in there before and she wasn't sure she could take it. I just told her to turn around a relax, she would get used to it. Besides, she had no choice, I had won fair and square so I could be in her ass all I wanted. With that Katherine just turned back around. 

I just held myself still in Katherine's ass, while I reached down and began rubbing her clit again. It didn't take long for Kathy to get moving again. As she began to push against my hand, I began to slowly stroke in and out of her ass. Dear GOD! that was something. That hole was so tight and so HOT!!!. I knew I wouldn't last long and I had to make sure that Katherine came with me.

I stroked in an out as slowly as I could, while I began to rub that clit faster and faster. Very soon, I knew that there was not going to be any problem. Katherine's breath was getting so short and so fast, there was no way she could last more that a few seconds. Sure enough, barely a moment later, my Asian beauty let out a primal sound I can't even describe. As she did, her incredible asshole clamped down on me so tight I could hardly move. That did it for me. I think I howled like a wolf, as I thrust as far as I could up her butt and came in there for what seemed like forever.

It was so intense, I think that we both may have actually blacked out for a moment. But then, I was just relaxed on top of Katherine, with my dick soft, and tucked nicely up her ass. Reluctantly, I pulled out of that hole, and Kathy actually sounded disappointed as my dick left her ass.

We were both exhausted after that, but I insisted we take a shower together. For one thing I just wanted to see this beautiful woman naked some more, and for another, well I wasn't done for the night, and frankly I needed to clean some parts after our last episode.

The shower was more sensual than sexual. We washed each other and kissed. I rubbed soap all over her incredible body. Then she insisted on cleaning me. Then after she had washed me completely, she bent down and took my entire cock in her mouth for just a moment and sucked hard on it. I wasn't really hard, but it still felt great. Kathy just looked at me and told me she thought I would like that, and she wanted to make me feel good. I told her I felt great and I lead her back to bed.

Both us were too wiped out to do anything else for awhile. So I just held onto Katherine and we both fell asleep. At 5:00, my watch alarm went off. I had set it simply to make sure that I woke up before Kathy. I knew how I wanted to wake her. We were both naked of course, so I gently pulled her legs apart. Kathy was lying on her side, so I just tucked my hand between her legs from behind and began to massage her pussy and clit very gently. I wanted Katherine to get wet and horny, but not to completely wake up yet. As exhausted as she had been, I didn't think that would be a problem.

It didn't take very long at all. It seemed like less than a minute before I felt Kathy's pussy literally dripping. She had started to moan and move in her sleep, but she definitely wasn't awake yet. So I snuggled up against her and entered her pussy from behind.

I began to move in and out very gently, and it wasn't more than a few seconds before Katherine woke up. She quickly realized what was happening and began to move with me. Then she looked back over her shoulder and gave me one of those incredible smiles.

I grabbed her hips and began thrusting into her harder and harder. Kathy just kept pushing back stroke for stroke. I really don't know how long that went on. It could have been ten minutes, it could have been forty. All I know is that it was wonderful. At some point, Katherine began to come. When she did, her pussy tightened up even more, and I began to come with her. We both thrust and yelled until we collapsed onto the bed.

When we had regained our breath, Katherine once again smiled at me and thanked me for indeed relaxing her. She felt much better. Well, I told her, if she really did want to thank me she knew how to do it. Kathy just looked at me and asked me if I was really up to that. I told her absolutely. After what we had just done, it would simply take longer, and I definitely wanted it to last as long as possible.

That apparently worked for her, because Katherine pulled me over to the edge of the bed so that I was sitting with my legs hanging over. Then she knelt down in front of me and put my soft dick back in her incredible mouth. Katherine sucked and licked and I didn't stay soft long. After I was hard, she would suck up and down my dick and then she would literally wrap her tongue around it. It was the most amazing feeling. I was so thankful that I had just cum, because I would never have lasted through this any other way. But, finally I couldn't take it any more. As I began to shoot, Kathy pulled as much of my dick in her mouth as she could and just sucked hard. By the time I finished cumming in her mouth, I wasn't sure I could even stand up.

I did manage to catch my breath though, and sadly it was time to take Katherine home. She asked me if she could use my bathroom to freshen up, but I told her not to rinse her mouth out. I wanted her to keep the taste of me with her. Kathy smiled and put her arms around me. Then we kissed one more time and got dressed.

We left the room, and I hailed a cab. I rode with Kathy back to her place. We kissed one last time, and then she was gone. I had to leave the next day and I never saw her again.

BUT!! I did get her phone number and her email address. And what do you know, my client company will need someone to go back to New York next month.



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"Jane, I'm right here. I can see you" Katherine practically crying in frustration while on your cell phone waving her free hand in the air. Jane spots her, shakes her silly blonde head, picks up her suitcase and begins to make her way towards the frustrated Katherine. 

"There's just you know so many people here, I didn't think it would be this busy on a Wednesday, you know?" Jane laments using her hands in her heavy Wisconsin accent. With a long "Come Over" hand swing, "Well come on the cars over here", Kat has no patience for Janie right now, not in this cold. Where Janie's from weather like this might be commonplace and not even worth mentioning but to Kath Chicago's colder than she likes it. 

Katherine had arrived the day before, got the car and hotel room for the girls three day vacation to the city. 

Katherine felt inspired having broken the chains after her high school graduation and from being kept bound to the four walls and a roof of her parents house since going to college. 

The night before Jane arrived had been standard as any really; going the room and setting the temperature to her preference, going out to a nearby three and a half star restaurant for a lonesome meal and a drink. She did spot a few young business men she would have liked to meet if they weren't so involved in themselves. 

"What's wrong stud? Got something better waiting for you at home?" Katherine might have said under her breath after finishing her second and last martini but instead of forcing her way into their conversation she lingered like the last taste of that delicious gin drink back up to the tenth floor to your seventy-two degree room. 

The sheets of the bed called out to Kath to slumber so after a quick shower being careful not get her hair wet she wrapped herself up tight fairly early in the evening in order to be at O'hare early enough to situate a parking spot and gather the clumsy Jamie from the terminal. 

Jane was memorized by clouded skyline; Sears Tower, AT&T Center, Chase Tower, Dealy Tower, Aon Center and all the way down to the Heritage Tower. "Oh my, this place is huge. I mean tall, you know what I'm saying Kat?" Jane says looking over at you with huge cat like eyes. "What do you want to do today?",having looked up possible options to keep the girls as busy as she could over the weekend Katherine reached for a list of things to do sitting on the back seat and handed it over to Janie, "Pick a place to start". 

Before heading out to the streets of Chi-town the young women first got to the W Hotel adjacent lakeside to Lake Michigan so that Janie could get acquitted with the room she and Katherine would be sharing. As she came into the room and threw her bag up on her bed Janie commented that it's too warm and Katherine gives Janie her "Give me a break" face in return. 

Janie's a true Wisconsin girl who Katherine met in college down south in Tennessee. Jane's skin is a gorgeous pale and accompanied by alluring blue eyes which she surrounds with a smokey eye shadow. She's a heartbreaker. On more than one occasion a reasonably good looking and responsible guys have stopped by their shared dorm room to return a parcel of Janie's clothing which she left after one of her abrupt burst of anger. 

Most of the guys mumble something like "She's crazy" after getting one of Katherine's dryly given "Thanks, Bye bye"; she knew of Jane's anger but had yet to witness it first hand, the Jane that Kath knew was generally nice to look at, ditzy and fun. 

Out the door the girls went free with adventure. 

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Hitting the streets and both dressed to be striking at first glance; Jane a communications major longed to become an investigative reporter for a television station for which she had the looks and style for. She wore an open light black leather jacket over a well worn snugly fitting green sweater with a white button down collared shirt under it all. Her shoulder length blonde hair reached the tops of her flared open collar and as beautiful as she was she was practical wearing a casual pair of black Chuck Taylors. 

Katherine strutted out in an outfit fit for the business boys she had seen the night before. A pair of cute flats, a knee high dress and long beige overcoat. Katherine's beautiful red hair curled and blew in the breeze. 

The night was filled with the right amount of atmosphere. Dancing, clubbing, drinking and the men. The Downtown Chicago scene was on fire with local boys and out of state cuties ready to mingle and flirt with Katherine's southern sweetness. She loved the attention as a number of men offered to buy her drinks. Janie was no stranger to it all as the night went on she let the men have their way as their grabby hands covered her body. 

The girls swayed and danced. They didn't discuss the possibility of going home with anyone other than themselves. Tonight was going to be their night. Katherine would have wanted to fall in love with three of her suitors. Rich, successful and seemingly loyal young men. They might have had visions in their head of getting Katherine alone for a night of raucous sex but Katherine had other plans. 

When the night was over and the cab had bought the girls safely back to the hotel; they quietly and quickly said "hello" to the tall and quite desk clerk and made their way into their comfortable room. Within minutes of undressing Janie still in her dress passed out on her side of the bed her iPhone in hand. 

Katherine pulled the comforter up over Janie and smiled sweetly. Katherine had an after party ritual of makeup removal that she carried out without thought. She undressed; slipping out of her shoes, and unhinging her bra clasp she made her way to the vanity like bathroom mirror with her kit of makeup and began to work. She had three drinks and felt wonderful to be secure, safe and alive. 

She caught a glimpse of her tasty nipples hard and exposed, she smiled leaned back a gave her body a shake jiggling those fantastic tits of hers. 

"It's great to be alive" she said to her reflection in the mirror. She dapped a piece of cotton with remover and noticed she was damn near out. "Damn it. I knew I should have gone to the store." She and Janie had been roommates practically related step sisters for a least a year; the two had shared their love lives, soap and shampoo with each other a few dabs of make up remover wasn't anything to second guess. 

Katherine searched through one bag and then another for Janie's makeup kit. That's when she went through Janie's carry on and found it; a ocean blue with silver sparkles eight inch circulating dildo with a suction cup at the base for enhanced positioning. "Wow Janie's a big spender. This thing is beautiful". 

So as to see how the dildo worked Katherine brought it back to the private bathroom. Three silver tabbed buttons at the base of the jelly cock controlled the features; one button controlled the head of the devil. It shaked, shaked and spun and turned off. The second silver button spun the actual shaft; one press for clockwise a second for counter clockwise and another for off. The third and final switch controlled vibration of the prick. After running it in her hands as a test Katherine was impressed with her friends firepower. 

The blue bolt was impressive so Katherine took a photo of it on her cellphone for future reference and sighed she still had to finish her makeup. She put the fuck toy back in Janie's carry on. "Oh fuck it" she said out loud, turned the shower on, slipped out of her panties and showered. 

Katherine washed her face and body but her mind was occupied with that dildo. She'd yet to buy one so expensive and nice. "Maybe...oh no Janie would kill me if I fucked it". Katherine stood in the warm water wondering how hard she would orgasms? 

Then it struck her; she'd put on condom on the blue bolt. Janie wouldn't be that upset if Katherine used her vibrator to get off if she first took a little precautions. Janie got out of the shower and dried herself off quickly. She put her panties back on and began to fumble through her own bag for a rubber. Of course she had one and tore it open. 

She was actually anxious to fuckn' feel the beast inside her. On the floor of the bathroom Katherine removed her panties and spread her soft thighs. The toy dick was made from a silicon jelly and very soft, flexible enough to bend. 

She licked her fingers and began to massage herself. She was spread open working herself, letting her imagination work and juices start to stir. 

Had a man of any grit seen her at this point they would have stopped to watch. She was beautiful, this act was beautiful. 

She reached over to grab the dildo and the condom. Katherine's hand rushed to slide the latex protection over the blue cock. She was trembling with a tremendous amount of excitement about the upcoming workout. She positioned herself and with a breath dipped it into her pussy. 

Each time she stroked and maneuvered herself and the cock, swearing and squealing with pleasure. The dildo hummed a low growl while Katherine held the base and rode on it flexing her thighs and pussy to get the sensual sensations across her body. 

Her hands were all over her tits pulling on her light beige nipples. Her tittes were ripe, hot and young beautiful breast. 

Turning on the shaft to rotate the vibration took her to another level of ecstasy. The pretty blue dildo slid in and out of her tight cunt slowly. She rode on it and rode on it. 

Katherine got on her feet facing the bowl and bent her knees. Using the toilet for support she slammed the suction cup base end of her impaler to the tile floor. Without giving it a second thought Katherine brought her entire weight down on the huge jelly prick. The feeling that came through her was unbelievable she had never been so pleased with any other dick or dildo. She rode it hard and fast fucking her hole working herself to a pleasure not ever reached. 

Katherine peaked climaxing while the blue bolt was deep inside her. She came nearly to the point of collapsing, happy she took the chance of getting caught. 

After ten minutes of working herself off the expensive toy, cleaning it and kissing it good night Katherine made herself a promise to up her investment and put the blue bolt away in Janie's carry on. Kat was all smiles as she fell asleep content and satisfied. 

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And just like a light switch one moment it's on and the next it's off and the girls found themselves waking up and going to the lobby Bar of the W. The hotel's bar sat directly in the front lobby. Kitschy decorative lighting, posh furniture and a beautiful wait staff 24 hours a day except after 2am until 9am the bar was an open area for contemporary dining and drinks. Katherine and Jane came in for the night about 8p.m. rather early though late enough after their second day gallivanting through the city. They took up seating at a round table a top blue bar stools. 

A pretty Asian waitress arrived at their table and while she set two napkins down she asks "Enjoying yourselves in Chicago?" You look like you could use a drink. My names Sarah, have anything in mind or would you like my recommendations?". Jane replies " I'll have a strawberry margarita blended with something top shelf and the cheese quesadilla and guacamole." 

Sarah stands between the girls her arms stretched out hands on each of the backrest of their stools. She shakes her head slightly at each detail. Then Sarah hears Katherine's order and happily excuses herself to place it. 

Katherine and Janie look over the other customers unknowingly gaining the attention of a man. He's seated just behind them in a blind spot. He's been seen by the staff before and most make him for a local cop. Dark glasses, a tight cut and in his later thirties he's handsome enough to attract attention from MILF'S and young women alike. 

He waits, knowing that the girls have drinks and meals pending there in no hurry. The man steps out for a smoke, pulls out a cellphone and places a call "It's Donnie I have two possibles. They're eating at the W. I'll make contact; I am sure we'll have company tonight". He hangs up and tosses down his smoke ready to return to his pretty prey. 

20 minutes and several drinks later the ladies are toasted. They're giggling about high school friends, a talking dog and a girls janky tooth. Donnie makes his move by staring at Janie until she sees his gaze. She smiles and matches his eye moment until he goes back to sitting behind the girls once again. 

Janie goes through the motion like so many woman before her; the "did you see that guy's"? She glances back and finds that although he suggestively had eyes for her he's no longer looking at her. He has his back turned away; he's occupied by a phone call but just as Janie and Katherine are trading looks back he is only looking towards the women once every five minutes. 

Sarah from across the bar signals to Katherine who gives the thumbs up for another round. Janie excuses herself to the restroom momentarily while Katherine at the table pulls her compact from her purse for a powder. Sarah brings a champagne and strong strawberry liquor daiquiri to the table just as Janie seats herself. Donnie has been intently watching the act as its been played out knowingly suggestively sexually. 

Katherine turns in her chair and with an air of drunken cockiness throws the hair off the right side of her neck. She lowers herself enough to expose some cleavage and says "hi". "Well hello" Donnie replies' strongly. "Do you want to have a drink with me and my friend? We're kinda bored if you'd like to join our conversation" Katherine states in a lightly intoxicated fashion, making sure to be somewhat elegant. 

"You're asking me to join your boring conversation?", ask Donnie. "No I mean I want you to come sit with us and liven us up. Your cute I know you've done it before. Don't play" she says smiling sipping her champagne, legs crossed and dangling from her stool. 

He looks at Janie, her fantasy like curves down her legs. "Well alright if you'll have me". Janie smiles big and gets up throwing herself in a big hug over Donnie feeling his ass "Of course you're a cutie. My names Janie. She's Kat or Katherine whatever want to call her." 

Katherine's eyes drop alluring over the man as he catches her gaze. Janie slips her hand under the table onto Donnie's left thigh. He gives her a smile. Their conversation consists of the girl's stay in the Chicago; they talk about where they've been, what they've seen. Janie's playful hand under the table massages Donnie's package while he's talking to Katherine's... 

Janie likes what she's feeling. 

Donnie's hard on is growing down his leg. The practically drunk Janie rubs his meat pipe like a whore, her eyes are dropping low when Katherine exclaims "Are you jerking him off? Your eyes, your getting sweaty and he's getting pink in the face". Janie stops and brings her hand up from underneath playfully slapping Katherine's shoulder "Shut up jerk". They all have a laugh while the color cools in Donnie's face. 

"Ha, well I'm glad I came over for a drink" Donnie tells the fashionable young ladies both whom are smitten with Donnie's coolness. "What are your plans' tonight Donnie? Want to take us out" ask the forward Janie who has her hand back on Donnie's lap tapping the meat beneath his jeans. With a smile he suggest the girls meet him at a club. 

He explains the premise; a private club for those wanting to set themselves loose from the time wasting and unguaranteed club scene, where fantasies are not unreasonable. Janie ask if he'll be there, he will. Donnie recites a password into Katherine's ear. He tells the girls to call him before arriving. He has to go but sweetly and seductively kisses Janie who lips quiver upon his departure. 

Donnie makes his way out the hotel lobby through the doors making a left at the corner. Once out of sight he lights up a cigarette about half way through he again makes a call, "Oh yeah they're definitely coming". 

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"Safe House" Katherine tell the sales clerk. He looks up from the jewelry case. He saunters to his co-worker who has his turned, shuffling items on a shelf. The coworker turns towards Janie. He then leans slightly up against the jewelry case. Janie looks at you and shrugs. Just as quickly as the salesman left he returns "Do you ladies have anyone to notify ah to let them know where you are and that your safe"? Katherine turns to Janie and shakes her head "No no we let the front desk know that we would be out for the night, I think we're ready", Katherine replies. 

The clerk smiles, he motions his hand upward splitting his index finger and ring as to point out both you and Janie. A would be customer approaches you two ladies from behind, "Follow me this way", a gray haired woman ask. 

The girls are lead behind a evergreen curtain and down a flight of wooden stairs of no more than ten stairs. Their quite, smiling at predicament. 

They all enter a carpeted room that has a funny wallpaper that colors the walls in sectional partitions'. Guess who's there? Donnie is sitting in a wooden chair behind a desk. "Glad to see again" Janie's with the program and hot for Donnie's cock. She kisses him and takes a seat on her own. 

Donnie starts by welcoming the girls to the exclusive club. He tells them there safe and he'll personally will see to their return to the hotel the following day. 

"Well what do we do?" ask Katherine willing to be talked into anything at this point. Donnie explains how it works that the girls will be paid to not only provide for others but take control and live out their own fantasies. "This facility is prepared for you. It's has been designed for pleasure whether that's with a whip or clamps, as a solo act, with another or a group." He explains the "give and take" premise, the safety and security of the club. 

The ladies both are sold on the experience. Both are satisfied with the amount of anonymity and trust in Donnie's vow of protection. 

"Come with me" the gray haired woman asked. The hood of her robe fell to her shoulders revealing a young face, Caucasian with emerald green eyes. The woman stood nearly six foot three on heels. "She's our Dominatrix, listen to her or don't each decision is up to you but go with her now to begin" explained Donnie. 

The Dominatrix smiles at the two girls and turns towards a blue colored portion of the wall. She places her hand on a wall light and twist the base downward, the wall shifts opening up to another room. The Dominant woman enters and so do Katherine and Janie. They all walk to the center of the adjacent room and the wall closes behind them. 

"Strip, down to your. Down to nothing." the Dom tells the two submissives. Katherine instantly does what she's told by walking to a wall to lean against as she pulls her boots off. Katherine pulls her jeans down over her hips and ass. Janie whips het shirt off "Just leave our things on the floor? I mean..." Jane questions. The Dom doesn't give a reply. The two young sluts enticed by the opportunity don't hesitate again. 

"You! Bitch! Sit on the floor" the Dom in character tells Katherine. The Dom's robe falls to the floor revealing her long and strong body. Katherine immediately sits her ass on the floor; her pussy lips spilt open resembling a bit moist peach. 

Katherine loves her pussy. At home in privacy she'll space out spending ten, fifteen, twenty minutes sprawled out, legs apart in front of her mirrored closet door while her imagination has her pink pussy wet. Janie has a full view and is mesmerized by her roommates lovely body and juicy cunt. 

"I never thought I'd be turned on by your red headed pussy Kat but your beautiful" Janie comments as she also is stark naked. Katherine doesn't reply only smiles back and begins to relax herself into the role of a submissive. 




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Caressing herself Kat feels her breast, wiggling on the floor in anticipation for whatevers' next. 

The Dom confronts Jane who's standing. Jane's body isn't as full as Katherine's. Thinner by nature, docile. "What bitch you want my pussy" Jane aggressively reacts, "What are you going to do?". The Dom smiles and slaps Jane's bitchy mouth. Katherine is turned on. Jane instinctively tries to throw her own slap at the Dom but she counters grabbing Jane's wrist and twisting her arm behind Jane's back. 

The Dom pushes Janie downward. Katherine's bedroom eyes meet Janie's who is in pain. Katherine only smiling rubs her delicious pussy wanting to get a reaction from Janie but the pain from having her arm bent back is leaving Jane breathless. The clasp of cuffs crack around Jane's wrist, the aggro slut is in handcuffs. 

The Dom now unable to be slapped by Jane stands back in front of her. Jane spits at the Dom who reactively slaps Jane harder across her left cheek. The Dominatrix plays with Jane open hand slapping her repeatedly over her face and body. Jane screaming excites' Katherine and she gets vocally louder freeing herself into the clubs reality of kink. Katherine's bitch roommate is just a toy, a visual effect, a plaything for the Dom. 

Jane isn't telling the Dom at all to stop, that she wants to get off the ride. No, she's enjoying herself as a prisoner to the club. Being aggressive toward the Dom to begin with was a statement. Jane wants the attention; she's always been that way. Just like with those boyfriends who said she was nuts. Janie knows she can settle down she doesn't want to though she's a attention whore more than anything and now she's got the attention of the Dom. 

Janie's ball gagged and cuffed. Her face is beet red and her eyes are in tears before she drops to her knees and then to the floor breathing heavy under the bare feet of her sexually deviant attacker. 

Kat on the other hand has come twice. 

"Get up bitch" the Dom tells Kat. The Dom ties Kat's hands together lifts them up over her head on to a hook. The hook is attached to a track that allows for the suspended hook and it's meat per say to slide across the room. 

Katherine is suspended, on the tips of her toes her weighty big tits are hanging tight as blood swells her nipples red. 

The Dominant woman moves throughout the room almost soundless before going out of sight somewhere behind Kat. 

Kat's toes began to ache. She started sweating under her arms and chest from the intensity of being stretched out. Kat's toes began to hurt. She struggles to lighten herself. She lifts one leg off the ground only to find out that the pain would grow more intense sooner on the other foot. Her breathing grows quickly, Kat whimpered and she began to plea with the unseen Dom. 

Jane was awake but exhausted and laid still, relishing in her gal pals pain just as she had in Jane's. 

The girls are left, the lights go out. Jane's a doomed bitch, Katherine's a doomed bitch. 

Katherine screams... Jane can only vocalize a muffled sound and it's useless. 

At least an hour goes by before the two women are awoken. When the lights turn on a loud thud sounds as though from a heavy electric breaker. Jane is practically asleep face down in a puddle of her of own drool that seeped from her gagged mouth. 

Katherine was dazed out of exhaustion. Their eyes we're beginning to focus. 

Donnie is helping Jane to her feet while the Dom stands silent. He unlocks her cuffs and removes her gag and wraps a robe around her. When she gains stability Donnie walks to Katherine and lowers her from the meat hook and unties her hands. 

He wraps a robe around Katherine's shoulders, "You ladies may leave if you wish or stay. You've both will receive $5,000 for your discomfort but if you wish to stay... Well you could earn much more. We here understand that whoring yourself out may not be your intention perhaps your interest is in the pleasures, the experiences, the spiritual or sexual intimacy if that's the case please think of your monetary earnings as a gift. I cannot say that what lies ahead will be more or less gratifying or harsher or gentler what I can tell you is that you have the power and right to be as much a dominant as a submissive... If you wish to work angles, play a character, be an entirely different person..." 

"So were being paid" ask Katherine? "Yes, yes sweetness." replies Donnie. "I'll do it." Katherine gives her answer. Donnie turns to Janie and is about to open his mouth when she speaks up " oh im in... Anything to fuck you." Donnie says he'll get involved in her fantasy. 

"Well ." Donnie isn't surprised. The women he'd met at the bar had only needed a push, a guiding hand to hold and trust. 

Another hidden doorway opens; the Dominatrix enters first then the ladies and Donnie and the door closed behind. Katherine and Jane were led to a bedroom, their room for their stay so it was explained. They ordered room service, relaxed and showered. 

Another hour or so went by before the Dominatrix appeared in their doorway. The girls had been given a set of bra and panties. Katherine a beautiful expensive red and Janie a set of blue of the same quality. 

The Dom has a statement "Alright ladies you've been briefed. Each situation of your stay is unique. Make what you will of your time". Katherine is taken out of the room and led down a hallway decorated with photos of days past Dominatrix's. 

The two women come to a door. Another hidden doorway on the other side is a client. Katherine's told about him, why she specifically was chose between the two to come. 

The man's come from the south, he's safe but plays characters, talks in accents, he creates world's of fantasies at one time he was a prominent actor but in recent years has secluded himself possibly to formulate a comeback. 

Katherine give's over robe to the Dominatrix and is told how to operate the hidden handle that will open the door. Afterwards the Dom leaves her without a word. She looks over her curves' and in minutes sets her experience in motion. 

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"Katherine, I like your name. It makes me think of this ol' gal in high school who got caught in a scandal with the track coach. Ha, we all thought that he was gay. School principal allegedly caught her jerking his cock in the teacher's only parking lot during our homecoming game." he says before he lights his cigar. 

Katherine stands shaking, clothed in only a red pantie and bra combination and no shoes barefoot on the cold cement floor. The room looks built from cement. 

A hardened darkness shadows the expanse of the room. The only lights are single forty-watt bulbs over the cigar smoking man and a table that looks to have some sort of steel binds bolted through. 

He's much older than her, Katherine. Guessing in his mid fifties' with gut, bald spot and air of cockiness' boys your age wouldn't have for some time. Not in Katherine's wildest nightmares would ever see herself in the position of a sex doll for this slob. He puffs at his cigar as he reaches down to his trousers zipper yanking on the silver tab."Don't be afraid darling. I'm not going to ask you to do anything you haven't already done. You have sucked dick before haven't you?", the gentlemen ask. 

"Yes I have" Katherine answers trembling as part of her act. He smiles at her, he's gratified to hear about her escapades. The man then pulls his fat short prick & balls from his pants. "Come now child come sit down right here between my legs" he asks pointing down at the space like commanding a dog to come and kneel and like a dog she obeys. Katherine does what's she's asked, walks to the pig and sits her ass between his legs' her face towards the cock and balls of the old slob.The cool ground is uncomfortable as well but she sits holding each of her ankles. 

The gentlemen takes his time puffing at his cigar without a word, at least a minute goes by in silence before Katherine's sternly slapped across the cheek by the man's hand as he looks to the ceiling. 

"Do not make me punish you darling" he says off to the side of his mouth. 

Using no hands as Katherine was instructed by the Dominatrix; she nuzzles the flaccid penis. Pokes at it with her nose, sends her face into his crotch and licking it without actually sucking on it. He giggles at the enjoyment of Katherine's actions and his belly shakes. He's a big round man; fat and happy. She sees him as a disgusting slob though she could quit anytime she stays nursing. 

Katherine's tongue lavishes across the growing chubby. Her eyes closed; she imagines the musky smells of her last male encounter back at college in Tennessee, an athlete. How with each lick of the college boy's cock she wanted to choke on it. To show him how much she was a whore? No, her desire to make the young man burst a load all across her tongue came from her quenching perverse need for his warm cum after a frantic two weeks of uninterrupted studies. 

Katherine allows herself to be the victim, not thinking of herself as a piece of meat but more like a damsel in distress. She thinks that she has to save herself by showing compassion for her captor. 

This man in front of her possibly never knew a woman's touch; now's Katherine's chance to show her captor how a woman can please him by sexual gratifications'. 

Saliva from her watering mouth moistens the old cock. Katherine's left wet and to her own desires to please him. Katherine makes the faintest sounds slurping. Her head backs up from him and she spits, she spits a second time hungry for more cock meat she opens wide and drop back down physically pushing herself forward over his entire length. 

He laughs and says "they're you go child they're you go. Stick your tongue out and lick em' lick my nuts". Through the tears and smeared mascara Katherine sticks her tongue out over her bottom lip flickering it enough to feel the skin of the wrinkled prick bag. 

The fat man's prick has hardened to a fat four inch knob with the fattest head Katherine has ever had to open up wide for. His prick fits into her mouth like a peg. His balls squish against her chin while the man himself sits only slightly wiggling about. He clears his throat and sips a whiskey barely looking down to watch Katherine . 

She begins to really work the man in her mouth. She forces the cock between her huge beauties' working her soft flesh for his load. Again he laughs at the pleasure. Katherine's tits are completely fuckable, her cleavage screams "put dick here", while her beautiful red hair framed face softly says " and leave your hot creamy jizz here". The late teen whore growls, shouts profane sentences in order to arouse the man. In an animalistic acting Katherine jolts backward and pulls her pussy from under her silken panties. She's not entirely turned on but she's acting out while she single handedly exposé her young cunt to the old fat man. 

She looks down at her spread warm pussy. She's fingering herself as if she never knew it was there, showing the fuckn' perv by staring and pointing at each part and piece. By this time the man has shifted in his seat several times, he's leaned over her jacking himself practically shadowing her, mumbling heated sentences. 

He calls Katherine closer, she goes to hold his cock but doesn't. Before he can cream she gets herself below his meat mouth wide open like a unfilled well awaiting a shower of rain to fill it. Katherine's hair is down her back, her hands are at her side fingers spread out. Her soft Irish pale body wants more than a jerked old cock but this is hot enough for the moment. Katherine's eyes are fixated on the tip of his penis waiting... 

The man makes groaning noises disgusting noises, gurgling. He places his. fat ringed hand on the base of Katherine's forehead... This must be it; he's going to come finally sick pig. Not looking down at all but opposite staring up at the black never ending ceiling he uses a light hand to turn Katherine's head ever so slightly so that his cock is now at her eyeline, Katherine's eyes flicker nervously . He mutters in a foreign voice. 

He holds his cock by the shaft and releases his slow brewing loud across her forehead. His spunk drools out of his dick hole slowly, degrading Katherine's eyebrows then over her eyes. They flutter picking up semen in their delicate lashes. 

He groans as he releases his spent dong again mumbling. Quickly going flacid, grown almost non-existent. He can't get his pants up fast enough. Katherine's is as still as a statue on her knees still letting the cum wash over her as the man leaves through his own hidden passage. 

She gets up on to her feet. She's not crazy about the experience. Something inside her is disgraced, some random man just came on her face and walked away. The random people in life who'll watch her, all the boys she'll see on every train or passing by who stare at her and the married men who check her out as she's walking away looking at her delicious curves. In her mind she began to change her mind that old pervert represented all of those who'd never get a chance, would get turned down and who weren't eligible. 

Katherine had just got back to her room and showered when she was summoned by the Dominatrix; Jane wasn't there when Katherine had arrived and she was certain that they were going to be pitted against each other or made to fuck each other with strap on dildo's but as the Dom explained the next scenario she found out that wasn't the case at all. 

666 

When Katherine entered her third dungeon of the night she was clean and ready for anything. Over the last week she'd be on a rollercoaster of sexual emotion and mostly opportunity; experiencing the vibrant climax she got from the blue bolt, her pussy tingling encounter with Donnie whom she secretly was fond of, the nail biting orgasms she had watching on as Jane was punished and at the cock and balls of her first patron. 

Katherine came into the dungeon with steam. She wore her robe lightly and loose so that her curvy breast showed dazzling cleavage. This room was set up differently than the last; the lights were a dim florescent and their light covered the entire room. A short square table which was definitely made by the Club for their uses stood flush up against the black brick wall and as she stood center of the table she could see two rings shoulder level bolted through the brick. Two would be candle stands were posted on each side of the silver rings. 

A passage opened behind her. Katherine whipped around to see the Dominatrix stomping towards her. Without a word the Dom slapped Kat across her face as Kat's head shifted with inertia it was caught in the palm of her Dom. The Dom's eyes met with her own; Katherine no longer felt danger and held the Dom at her waist. The Dom's eyes looked over Katherine's face with a softness. Katherine's hands began to move up the body of the dominant woman. She felt her curves' and ran her hands over the dark colored bra of the full bodied beauty. 

The two women began to kiss, passionately. Their lips moves over one another just as Katherine's hand reached into the Dom's silky hair. The Dom's hands worked over Kat's hips into her panties and began to flicker in and out over her pussy hole. Kat had noticed that after a time the Dom had stepped them back until it became obvious that Katherine was meant to lay up on the table. 

She hopped up onto the table as the Dom looked on until Katherine's legs came into view. The Dom reached around Kat's waistline to smoothly reach her finger to the inside of her panties and pull then off, down her legs. 

Katherine was seduced. She'd never been in this position or ever had thought about another woman. She had gotten turned on watching Jane submit to the Dom earlier but she liked to watch and she apparently didn't mind being seduced. 

The Dom had begun to massage Katherine's body with hands on both sides working over her skin with a purpose. Being kneaded and massaged Katherine became more and more relaxed until she closed her eyes and suddenly fell asleep... 

With a hard slap to her face Katherine woke; her hands hand been bound to the silver hooks. Katherine had been strapped to the table her arms bound, her legs bound to the two would be candle holders' that were actually stands that bound Katherine at the ankles and were spread apart. "Oh is this how you get your pussy?" Katherine shouted "Eat it bitch, try out my pussy you'll love it"! 

Katherine acting out began to shout and scream, she yanked on her binds like an enraged psychotic and threw herself wailing over the heavy table top. She let out a loud mouth scream and that's when the Dom shoved a red gag ball attached to a black leather strap into her cock pleading mouth. Katherine's eyes lit up in surprise and she got the look like a scared whore, trapped. 

Never one for delicacy the Dom reached back dramatically and unleashed a hard open hand slap fast across Katherine's bitch face. "Now you wait Dog" shouted the Dom before she spit in Kat's face. 

Bound Katherine; her hands tied eye level with her head and three feet off to the sides. 

Using the cold brick wall as a backrest Katherine's beautifully shaved legs are lifted up by archaic custom designed straddles. The gag in her mouth leaves her enough room to breathe freely but Kath is dripping drool through the air holes. 

A man appears to her left and Katherine's eyes dart over to his hands. He's wearing dark latex gloves, they resemble safety gloves but are coated with something... 

With her legs split apart exposing her pussy open wide the stranger dips his right index and ring finger in to her vagina. What was covering his gloves was lubricant. 

With a forceful pull of your southern slutty hair Katherine's head is forced up. It hurt when he pulled back on her ponytail and the pain surging through the back of the base of her skull through her face makes her cry out and a mist of salvia extinguishes through the gag ball. 

Each time he maneuvered his fingers against the walls of Katherine's cervical muscles sensations from nerve endings light up through your body causing her to spasm thrashing her legs around like a drowning victim. Katherine's eyes were fixated on the disappearing fingers working away at her opening. Using his left index finger the strange man flickered at Katherine's clit. The foreskin of Katherine's clitoris was always a pretty pink but after being sucked on or fingered and worked over long enough it grew to a brighter vibrant pink and that's where it was now. The orgasm was building inside her as Katherine's ass jolted, heaving her pussy. The man retorted by working a third finger and quickly his pinky finger. 

Katherine blew a puffing breath and growled through the gag. She was being fisted, 18 years old tied up like a seasoned sex fiend and handling an entire grown man's fist into herself, Katherine's vaginal walls opened further and the man slightly rotated his hand sporadically and motioned in no other term but juicing the practically jail bait cunt. Katherine moans contracting your inner self. 

With Katherine's free left hand she found that the man's cock was hard and in her reach. With a tight grip she began to jerk it, tugging just as roughly as the man was milking her stretching pussy. Holding the man's throbbing cock and feeling herself being worked Katherine began to sweat profusely. 

Her eyes darted from watching the man open and pummel her widespread snatch, to his forearm as though she couldn't believe that his entire hand was missing inside her then to his face smirking with interest and lastly the 7 inch penis she was jerking off. 

Katherine wasn't a daddy's girl though this experience was changing her. 

Back home she'd allowed boy's to have time learning about a woman's body. Katherine wasn't shy about the letting the boys with dirty fingers explore her grown and delicious tits. One boy at a time so as not to gain a reputation. Katherine's idea of a good time was letting them fuck her in parked cars on the side of quite roads. Of course when the time was right she allowed her own imagination to let images to pass through her mind, thought up fantasies' and feelings. 




Katherine



During her teen years Katherine gained experience entertaining her holes; both her ass and redhead topped pussy. Selfies of a thick and long cucumber buried inside her hot hole taken before her eighteenth can be found saved on her private computer drives if one would search hard enough. 

Katherine found she enjoyed the workout. Maneuvering the cucumber prick to hit the right angle's, strangling the green vegetable with her kegel muscles before riding it out to a shuddering orgasm while her mommie watched television downstairs and daddy mowed the lawn. 

The man's hand moved from working her clit to squeezing Katherine's great tits; individually pinching and stretching each nipple until again Katherine's body lurched forward. He open hand slapped her huge teen tits aggressively beating on the skin of the beautiful natural breast. More and more her body convolves, she's going to break and cum soon. 

The man again maneuvers his fingers back out all but his index and ring finger and they caress and rub against the cervical muscle two inches deep inside her. Katherine begins to breath in a rhythm giving her body over to the stranger, letting herself relax, relax relax... 

When she does the pleasure begins to take over. 

Yes yes yes in a burst she squirts. Yes yes yes the man asserts his fingers flickering through her wet pulsating pussy lip up to her clit striking the sensual sensation once against causing Katherine's pussy to squirt. 

She shakes, drooling through the gag her body as limber as a rag doll. 

As Katherine's body began in cool again her pussy was throbbing. She came twice more residually. Katherine's entire soft body was limber; her hands were locked and her fingers pointed down at the floor. Her legs split in a out in off clitter were strapped down by leather belts that tightened around a bar underneath inside the post. The stranger had left her sight maybe it was over, maybe he simply left for a smoke regardless she was barely moving except for the noticeable rise and fall of her stomach, the twitch of her eye movements. 

A flashing light a flicker the sounds of television static black light black light black light black light black light light light light light light light an unseen television sparked up in the viewable high corner of Katherine's sex dungeon where she was being kept. Without any other entertainment she watched on waiting for an image to show she waited. Katherine's stomach rises and fell, her right arm's bicep sporadically twitch, her pussy twitched also. She watched on, thinking she'd see the man who had fisted her to appear maybe jerking off or maybe it was the Dom. 

A thought passed through her mind about her virgin ass. In Katherine's mind she envisioned her ankles pinned up behind her head giving each orifice easy access. Her imagination sparked and deeper Katherine's mind fell in to a fantasy of being opened up, her tiny asshole stretching open as a thick and pleasuring cock pushed in a half inch at a time until her bubble butt was being rocked by the sexual unclean intentions of a man. 

She came again and again... 

At an instant the television flickered and returned with a picture. 

888 

In the monitor Katherine sees her friend; Janie. 

What she's doing??? 

If an "omg" was ever appropriate. 

The camera tells the truth and the truth is Janie is being double teamed. 

There's two silver rods topped with a pink and red dildo having their way. A fuck machine, motor driven and taking turns inserting themselves deep in to your roomies' meaty ass and thick lipped and tender pussy in tandem. She's bent like a flexible straw taking in the fuck machine's recuperating dual rubber cocks. Jane's hands are tied at the wrist so as to raise the head half of her body upward, forcing her chest out. 

As the cameraman circles Janie the front of her frame comes on screen. A bondage device of some sort is wrapped around her head...It's another type of gag not one like Katherine's wearing; hers is in place to keep her mouth opened wide without blocking her young cock sucking mouth. 

Suddenly the hips of a man come in to view, then his hand jerking on his hard cock. He's not to much older looking than Jane and Katherine, semi tan, maybe an average construction type either way Janie is wide eyed when he steps jerking off in front of her mouth. 

Her tonguing action stirs up the man so he lifts his nuts over her flicking tongue. A moment of the sweet sensation and the man places his hand against her forehand. The camera swiftly changes views as the pervert unleashes his milkshake of jizz over your pretty girlfriend's face. First in squirting pumps over her beautiful skull then on it until the pressure is relieved enough to ejaculate into Janie's mouth across her tonsils. 

Janie's beautiful pale skin is soaked in cum blasted in which the goo runs from her forehead covering her nose, all over her top lip and on down her chin. There must be at least five loads running down her face, down her chest and puddling on the ground under her. 

Katherine realizes her friend has been talked into acting out a fantasy she's had since late high school. 

Over the speaker of the black and white television Katherine hears Janie's voice though her mouth doesn't have the movement Katherine can make out what she's saying "yes oh yes all over me yes ha ha ha give it give it to me give me your cum" . The man groans' as he ejaculates, growling as he beats his finished cock on your friend Janie's face. The other loads stick to his cock as he patters' Janie's face but he doesn't seem like care about the consequences. He dips his spent hard-on into Jane's mouth aggressively until she heaves forward nearly puking. Then he pulls his limp fuckn' dick from her milked throat, beats it across her mug once more and walks away. 

Just as another male participant's ass makes it into frame the screen goes black. 

999 

"You two whores are quite the earners" the Dominatrix tells Katherine into her ear. "Your girlfriend surprised me. At first she gagged a lot apparently CUM has become an acquired taste. I can tell you weren't going have trouble though. You and your red hair I'm sure had quite the following once you became of age. Am I right"? 

Not able to speak you instead nod. 

The Dominatrix's speech sends Katherine's mind back in time when she began to get more comfortable with feeling out the rush of a load ready to bust while she worked a hard cock in her mouth. The times she smiled and giggled as stream after stream of hot nut shot across her face; hell Katherine it was perverse but wasn't it nice? To have reached that age free to explore your sexuality, to be an object used for pleasure, in all accounts by a stranger? 

Now here she is; Katherine strapped down willingly and used by strangers in a dungeon somewhere in Chicago watching on as the same girl she shared notes on natural science is being used as a human cum reciprocal. 

The Dominatrix walks about Kat's controlled body and pets her head. 

The Dominatrix's hair is grey, long streaming down her body. The Dominant woman has only heels, sheer leggings attached to garters belt attached to a pair of beautiful panties all black and custom as well. The Dom bitch has some clip on her panties waistband allowing her to attach a small leather whip to her side. She stood fully exposed on top allowing her ripe C's to breath freely. The Dominatrix's eyes are an intense green.



Katherine



I lit a cigarette and started walking down the sidewalk. It was a beautiful day -- seventy degrees with a slight cool breeze. Perfect weather for the middle of June. Briefcase and blazer in one hand, I crossed the street and began heading toward my upper flat four blocks down. I blew a thin stream of smoke and began reminiscing about my long day at the office. I had had a presentation that day with a large Internet firm, so I had been up late the night before preparing. I was slightly tired and was looking forward to relaxing on my sofa with a stiff drink, hoping to catch something good on the television.

So of course, my mind was on other things and I wasn't paying attention as I turned the corner by the bookstore. Due to my absent-mindedness, I ran right into a young woman hurrying in my direction, knocking her off her feet. As I helped her up, apologizing, I couldn't take my mind off how beautiful she was. She appeared to be in her mid-twenties, with long flowing blond hair and eyes that you could get lost in. She was of good build, not terribly skinny, with a full bosom and long beautiful legs. She squinted against the sun through her small wire-frame glasses and kept repeating her apologies. She explained that she was on her way home from a long day at work as well, and was thinking about other things. I couldn't pass up this opportunity.

I asked her if she would be interested in joining me in the little cafe nearby, and she obliged. We sat there talking for over an hour, and I learned a great deal about her. Her name was Katherine, age twenty-five, and she worked at large law firm on the other side of town. She had just come out of a bad relationship, in which her boyfriend cheated on her with her best friend. I sympathized, for I had had a similar recent experience, involving coming home to find my fiancée with another man. We sat there by the window, discussing our lives over our espressos. Near the end of our meeting, I finally gained the nerve to ask her if she would interested in coming to my place for a drink. She gratefully accepted my invitation, saying that it had been a long time since she could really talk to someone who was willing to listen.

I hailed a taxi to take us back to my apartment, because it had begun to sprinkle and neither of us had an umbrella on hand. When we reached my building, I tipped the driver and helped her out of the cab. She followed me up the three flights of stairs to my door, where I fumbled my keys while unlocking it. Upon entering, almost before I had set my briefcase down, she exclaimed how nice my place was. I tossed my jacket onto a nearby chair and offered to give her a tour. She seemed thrilled to the rest of my flat, which wasn't very large to begin with. I poured us each a glass of wine and began showing her the rest of my living room (she kept saying how soft my leather sofa was) and proceeded to take her into my small dining room/kitchen. After remarking how beautiful the view was from my large window, she asked me to show her my room. I obliged and she followed me down the hall.

She walked into my room, took a seat on my full size bed, and took a sip from her wine glass. She motioned for me to come sit next to her, which I did in a heartbeat. As we sat there talking, she cautiously touched my thigh and slowly began to move her hand upwards. Sensing a cue, I set my glass down on the nightstand and took her hand in mine. I moved my head toward hers, and engaged our lips. I kept kissing her soft full lips for quite some time before I felt her tongue slide into my mouth. I put my arm around her and we both fell back onto my bed, kissing like we had never been kissed before.

After a short time, my hand slowly moved from her back to the front, where I began to lightly massage her breast. This seemed to turn a switch on inside of her, and she moved her hand down to my crotch and began groping the growing lump in my pants. I slid my hand up her blouse and started to rub her now-hardened nipples through her bra. I moved my mouth away form hers and kissed her cheek, then her upper neck, and then her collar. Before I knew what I was doing, I was unbuttoning her white blouse, exposing her firm breasts that were supported by a thin black brassiere. I moved my lips farther down her cleavage, as if I were following a trail, while I was undoing the clasps of her bra. She smiled at me and slid it off, revealing the most perfect breasts I have ever seen. They were round and firm, with small pink nipples. They were the perfect size -- not too bug, but certainly more than a large handful.

As I moved my hand cupped her now bare breast, she let out a little giggle. I kissed her nipple, and slowly moved my tongue around the outside of it. She gave a small moan, and took in a large breath as my lips closed around it. I began gently nibbling and sucking her; all the while she struggled with my fly. I stopped for a moment, removed my shirt and unbuttoned my pants, looking into her lustful eyes. She kept her fiery gaze on me while she slid her skirt off, revealing a lacy thong. Staring at her nearly nude body, my erection throbbed in my pants. She noticed as well, for she moved to a sitting position on the edge of my bed and began pulling my boxers off. 

I massaged her breast and she took my nine inches in her hand and began stroking it. Before long, she stuck out her tongue and ran it up the length of my shaft and around the swollen head. She gave the end of it a kiss, and then wrapped her moist lips around it. She slowly began to slide her head downward, pushing more of me inside her mouth, until I could feel the tip of my penis touching the back of her throat. I was surprised, because I had never been able to find a girl who could deep throat me. She started moving her head up and down, slowly at first, while stroking and massaging the base of my over-appreciative member. I let out a low groan as I felt the first surge of pleasure shoot through my body, and she took it as a sign to pick up the pace of her rhythmic sucking. After a few short minutes, I felt my hot semen burst out of the head of my penis and down her throat. She gladly swallowed my entire load, and proceeded to lick me clean.

I leaned down and gave her a kiss, and laid her down on the bed, with her knees hanging off the edge. I knelt down between her legs and began running my finger along the moist crevice of her mound. I kissed her groin, and slid her thong down her legs. After tossing them to the floor, I leaned back forward and gave her slit a nice long lick. Her whole body let out a tremor, and I smiled as I pressed my finger between her lips. I slowly moved my finger in and out of her, while licking her above her hole. With each insertion of my digit, I felt her become tenser and more wet. I finally removed my finger and began kissing her clit. I spread her lips with my fingers and slipped my tongue inside of her. She pressed herself tightly against my face and began moaning as my tongue worked its magic. Before long she came, and I kept my mouth there to suck up all of her sweet juices. 

After I came back up, she grabbed my face and started tongue kissing me. She grabbed my newly re-hardened penis and gave it a few strokes before pressing it inside of her. I stood up and grabbed her knees while thrusting my long penis inside of her. She now moaned more than ever, and soon grabbed my pillow and started screaming into it. I stopped for a quick moment to catch my breath and change position. I laid down beside of her, turned her on her side and lifted her leg. I pushed myself back into her, feeling her pulsing tightness graciously accept. I got myself into a rhythm, and moved myself in and out, gradually picking up speed.

She motioned for me to stop for a second and rolled me onto my back. She climbed on top and lowered herself onto my throbbing erection. She moved up and down on top of me, moaning and rubbing her nipples. By this time, I was close to ejaculating a second time. She must have known somehow, for she suddenly climaxed all over me, then got down on her stomach and used her lips and tongue to work my juices out. She again swallowed my fluids, and lay back down beside of me, grinning. Breathing heavily, we soon fell asleep in each other's arms, exhausted from a tiring day of work and an even more tiring evening. 

When I awoke the next morning, Katherine was gone, with no trace of her anywhere. For a moment I wondered if it was all a dream, that I had just drank too much and passed out naked on my bed. But no, I turned my head and there was her wine glass from the night before, still sitting on the nightstand. I smiled and rolled over, thinking about calling sick into work. 

I never saw Katherine again.



Katherine



The phone rang for the third time before Katherine picked it up. Cursing the interruption she turned her slim pink vibrator off and answered.

"Hello."

"Hi, Katherine. It's me, Shelly. What are you up to?"

"Oh, nothing," Katherine answered her daughter. "What are you doing?"

"I thought I would call to see if you wanted to have lunch. John is getting ready to go golfing today and I wanted to get out of the house. What do you say?" Shelly asked.

"John's going golfing? I would have thought my son knew better than to leave his new bride at home alone all day. You guys have only been married a couple of weeks."

"I told him to go." Shelly responded. "Besides, it's not like we can't go a couple of hours without doing it."

"Excuse me?" Katherine replied. Shelly had always been open with her mother, but Katherine couldn't believe she had said that to her.

"Oops, I'm Sorry. I didn't mean to offend you."

"It's okay." Katherine responded, not really that upset. "Let me get dressed and I will stop by your house to get you." 

"Okay, I'll see you in a little bit."

****

Katherine hung up the phone and reluctantly put her vibe back in the bedside table. As she got up off her bed, she thought about her life. When she was first married to John's father, Robert, he wanted sex all the time. Lately sex was infrequent to the point of non-existent. Now he just tinkered around on his little projects in the garage. Though they still loved each other, it left Katherine unsatisfied sexually, which is why she was masturbating in the first place. Oh, well. I can finish what I started later.

As Katherine dressed she looked in the mirror. Standing 5'7", with her hair a golden blonde hanging just past her shoulders, she could turn a few heads. She admired her slim 44 year old body, with her firm 36C breasts and an ass that looked closer to 24 than 44. Fuck it! I'm still sexy, and I'll be damned if I going to let my son getting married make me feel old, she thought as she went to the closet to find something alluring to wear. Katherine picked out a short pastel sundress and a pair of lacey thong panties with a bra to match. As she dressed Katherine thought about how Shelly wouldn't be the only one getting admiring glances today. Maybe I ought to take a lover. That would teach Robert not to ignore me. I could get some young stud my son's age, with the type of sexual drive that could satisfy a woman with needs.

Katherine finished dressing, and went to the garage to tell Robert where she was going. Robert didn't even notice the way she was dressed, which only made Katherine want a young lover more. Frustrated and unfulfilled Katherine got in her car and headed to her son and his new wife's house.

****

Perfect, Shelly thought as she hung up the phone. Now the fun begins. Shelly had a plan and today it was her goal to take her and John's kinky sex life to the next level. She and John had met at a bar a year ago and ended up in bed that night. They had both been celebrating graduation from college and both of them had probably had too much to drink. But, as luck would have it, they were a perfect match. That night had started both their fires burning. After a year together, they were still exploring all of their kinky fantasies.

Shelly a 5'7" brunette had nearly the same figure as John's mother, except she was a 34C. The resemblance was something Shelly had noticed more than once. John like his father was 5'10" with dark brown hair and a slightly muscular build. They were both 23 years old and to all outward appearances, a normal newly wed couple.

After talking to John's mom Shelly made sure that John saw walk from the bedroom to the bathroom nude. She purposely left the door open as she sat on the toilet to piss. As she emptied her bladder she smiled to herself knowing that John could here her peeing. That sound always turned John on, she knew. It was one of those fantasies that they had already explored. After she was finished she didn't even use tissue to dry the last few drops. Shelly just got up and went through the living room to the bedroom where John was waiting for her with a mischievous look on his face.

"What are you smirking at?" Shelly asked.

"Nothing," John replied. "I just thought you might like for me to clean you up a little bit. You know I love to lick your pussy and taste your pee. Please."

"Okay, but you have to hurry your mother is coming over to get me for lunch, since you are going golfing." That was all the invitation John needed as he nearly dove to eat Shelly's perfectly shaven slit. Shelly sat back on the bed and spread her legs to better accommodate him. John hungrily lapped at Shelly's pussy with is tongue which drove her crazy.

"Oh God, that feels so good!"

"You like getting your pussy licked, don't you? Are you going to cum, baby?" Shelly put a disappoint tone in her voice as she replied. "I want to, but you have to stop. Your mom is on her way over and if you keep eating me, we'll end up having sex." 

"I know we will, but we can make it a quickie."

"Are you serious?" Shelly acted shocked as she asked. "We will never finish in time, unless..."

"Unless what?" John stopped eating her pussy long enough to ask.

"I think you like the idea of mommy catching you don't you? Don't deny it. Your mom is hot, and I have seen the way you hug her. A little too tight for a son your age."

"I don't know what you are talking about." John responded. He wasn't upset, he just didn't know if Shelly was joking or not.

"Don't tell me you haven't noticed the similarities between our bodies." Shelly said matter of factly. "By the way, who told you that you could stop licking mommy's pussy? Now get back between mommy's legs and finish the job."

John didn't hesitate as he buried his head back between her sexy thighs thinking of her as his mom not his wife. By now his cock was hard and there was no way it was going down. Maybe he shouldn't be so turned on by his wife talking so dirty, so far they had put no limits on their sex life and it didn't seem like they were going to start now. As John licked Shelly got closer and closer to cumming. Meanwhile she kept talking dirty between moans.

Arching her back she let out a loud cry, "That's it! I'm cumming baby! Mommy is cumming from her baby's tongue!" John stopped licking her clit and stood up to take his clothes off. "What are you doing baby?" Shelly purred.

"What do you think, getting ready for a quickie."

"If you want a quickie, then you have to ask mommy nicely."

"What?"

"You heard me Johnny. Ask mommy nicely," said Shelly.

"Okay," John hesitated. "Mommy can I have sex with you?"

Smiling wickedly, Shelly agreed. "Yes Johnny, mommy will have sex with you. Now you just take off your clothes and lie on the bed." John did as he was told, first removing his shirt, then his pants and finally his boxers. As he took the last of his clothing off, Shelly made it a point of examining his 7" cock. "Oh baby, you are so hard. Is that for mommy?"

"Yes mommy. That is for you."

John went to lie down on the bed as Shelly maneuvered to be on top so that she could see out to the living room while she rode her husband. Gently she eased her wet slit onto his rigid dick.

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Katherine knocked on the front door of her son's house, but got no answer. Damn it, they know I coming over, she thought. Oh well. Katherine just figured they were in the back of the house and didn't hear so she went on in. As she walked into the living room she heard noises that could only be sex coming from the bedroom, so she tried to discretely wait in the living room without interrupting their fun. Just because she wasn't getting any didn't mean they shouldn't either.

As Katherine waited she started to hear words, and they shocked her. Did she just hear John call Shelly mommy? No, that can't be, she thought. Still she was curious, so she got off the couch and eased closer to the bedroom door to listen.

"Oh baby, you are so hard. Is that for mommy?"

"Yes mommy. That is for you."

Oh my God! What are they doing? Katherine thought. Just as quickly she realized what they were doing as she watched Shelly lower her shaved pussy onto her sons waiting cock while she told him how mommy wanted to ride her little boy until she squirted her juice all over his cock. Surprisingly Katherine didn't turn and run. She just leaned against the couch and watched dumbfounded as her son pretended to be fucking his mother.

As Katherine watched Shelly ride her son she noticed just how much she was enjoying this. At first it started with just a flush of her cheeks, and then she noticed it wasn't just her cheeks that were warm. Her pussy had to have raised ten degrees and was noticeably wetter as well. Absently Katherine started teasing her fingernails and the backs of her fingers across her bare skin. She started with her neck then moved down to the loose neckline of her dress. By now her nipples were hard as little erasers so she started squeezing them through her dress with her left hand while she moved her right hand to her bare thighs. It didn't take much rubbing before she started to slide her dress up to get better access to her pleasure zone. As she massaged her thighs she watched as Shelly continued to impale herself on Johnny's hard prick. By now the crotch of Katherine's lacy white panties was showing just how wet she was.

"That's it Johnny. Fuck mommy's pussy!" Shelly exclaimed. "Tell mommy how much you like her pussy."

"I love your pussy mommy!" Cried John.

At this point Katherine couldn't take it anymore. She used her left hand to pull her panties to the side while she began to finger herself with her right. Her index finger easily slid passed her tiny strip of blonde curls and between her bald pussy lips. As wet as she was it didn't take long before she was working two, then three fingers in and out while the base of her palm ground against her clit. At this point she could swear Shelly looked up briefly to see her, but she didn't care enough to stop. She was to close to cumming. 

Just as quickly Shelly looked back down at John and said, "What if your real mommy catches us? You don't even care do you? As a matter of fact you would love that wouldn't you?"

"I don't know. She might get pissed."

"I doubt that John. She would probably get off on it as much as you are. This can't be the first time you thought about fucking your mom?"

John hesitated in responding before finally saying, "No, I used to be think about her all the time when I jacked off. I would even steal her panties, so I could lick them and use them to rub my cock."

"That's so Hot Johnny! I love thought of you sniffing and licking mommy's panties. Just thinking about it... Oh God, mommy is going to cum!"

Katherine knew it. She always wondered why John helped so much with the laundry when he was younger. The thought of her son cumming in her panties sent Katherine over the edge. She let out a moan just as Shelly started cumming as well.

"Oh Johnny, I'm cummmming soooooooo harrrrrrrd! That's it, FUCK, fill mommy's pussy with your cum!" Shelly nearly yelled as they both exploded.

Katherine came with them, and then quickly fixed her panties and dress. She quietly scooted around the couch to take a seat feeling much more satisfied than she had in a long time.



Katherine



Kris grabbed his bag and waited in line as the people started to mill off the plane. He had been looking forward to this weekend for months now, and it was finally here. He and Kat had been dating for a while, and they got along really well. She was away at college though and he was here to visit her again. It was tough on them, being apart the way that they were, but between the occasional visit, phone calls, and web chats, they were doing alright. He made his way through the terminal and grabbed his luggage from baggage claim than made his way to the exit.

He hadn't waited long before he saw her car pulling up to the curbside drop-off and pick up area outside the airport. He smiled as he saw her through the windshield and waved when she saw him. He threw his bags into the back seat then got into the passenger seat and leaned over to kiss her before she pulled away back into traffic.

They settled in for the drive back to her dorm. He had found a hotel that was close to her dorms, since the school wouldn't allow him to stay in her room, and they would just be spending the weekend there. He reached a hand over and rested it high up her thigh. "How was the drive here?" he asked as he squeezed and rubbed her thigh.

She glanced over at him and placed her hand quickly on top of his, then placed it back on the steering wheel. "It was alright, though I've had trouble concentrating on anything this morning." she said, then made a small sound of pleasure as he rubbed higher up her thigh. "For some reason, I've been wet since I woke up."

He smirked and kept rubbing her thigh, working his hand more between her legs and rubbing her inner thigh. "I wonder why that would be." he teased "Have you had something bad on your mind?" He slid his hand the rest of the way up her thigh and brushed his hand against her jeans, he could instantly tell just how very wet she was. "Oh you weren't lying babe." He said to her in a low voice.

She groaned out loud and closed her legs a little. "You need to behave baby, I'm trying to drive. You can play when we get to your hotel room." She said a bit reluctantly. Kris could tell she was enjoying the teasing, but he knew she was right. He slid his hand away from her pussy, but kept it on her thigh the rest of the way to the hotel.

They pulled up to the front office of his hotel and she reached over to squeeze the obvious bulge in his jeans. "I'm sure the clerk is going to love this." she said with a smile.

He let out a small noise and reached over to pinch one of her nipples. "It'll be fine." he said "I'll be standing in front of the counter." He got out of the car and went into the office to check in. He came back out a few minutes later and told Kat where the room was. She parked as close to the room as she could get, than they got out and brought their bags up to his room.

They dropped their bags at the foot of the bed and crawled onto the bed together, than collapsed into each others arms. They held each other tight and kissed hard, tongues sliding into mouths, both breathing a bit harder. Kris pulled away and pulled her shirt up and off of her, then reached up to squeeze her breasts through her lacy bra.

She moaned out loud as he started rubbing her tits and pinching her quickly hardening nipples. "Oh Kris yesss..." she moaned. He slid his hands beneath her and undid her bra, pulling it off and quickly moving to start sucking on her hard nipples. She writhed underneath him as he sucked and bit at her tits and nipples. Her pussy was soaked again and she started trying to push him further down her body.

He took the hint and started licking his down slowly down her body. He brought his hands up to undo her jeans, then pulled them off when she lifted her ass up for him. He tossed her jeans onto the floor and pushed her back down flat onto the bed. He spread her legs open and started licking his way up her legs and thighs. He pushed her legs open further and bit down on the inner thigh of her right leg and started sucking on the spot hard. He pulled his head back for a second to admire the dark bruise like spot he left on her thigh, than licked the rest of his way up her leg. He slid his tongue slowly over her slit through her already soaked panties and she let out a low moan.

She squirmed underneath him as he ran his tongue up and down the length of her slit through her panties. She brought her hands up and started squeezing her breasts and pinching her nipples. "Stop teasing me and eat me." she said in a low, almost breathy tone. He smirked up at her expectantly and didn't say anything. For a second she just returned his stare, than realizing what he wanted, put on her best pout and said in a little girl voice "please daddy, eat my pussy." They both loved the pet name that she had called him since shortly after they had first gotten together.

He smiled larger and pulled the crotch of her panties aside and slowly ran his tongue up the length of her wet slit. She moaned out loud at the feel of his tongue along her flesh and pinched her nipples as he licked up and down, slipping his tongue deeper inside her with each lick. He licked and sucked her pussy and her breathing became faster and more frantic. Sensing that she was close he spread her pussy open and slid his tongue up and started licking her clit hard and fast. She screamed out and bucked her hips at the feeling of his tongue on her clit. "Yes, yes, oh yes daddy, lick my clit..." she panted as he licked her closer to her orgasm. He brought two fingers up between her legs and slid them inside her, starting to pump them in and out of her while he licked her clit faster. This was enough to bring her over the edge and she screamed out and her pussy tightened around his fingers and she started cumming. He kept licking her clit while she road through her orgasm until she finally pushed him away.  

He crawled his way up her body until he was hovering over her and kissed her hard, giving her a taste of her own juices. She moaned happily and kissed him back, than licked the rest of her cum off his face. She looked up into his eyes as she swallowed her cum. "I want you inside me...now."

He got up and quickly stripped then climbed back on top of her. He straddled her and slid up between her spread legs. He reached down to take his hard cock in his hand and bring it up to her pussy. He teasingly ran the head up and down her slit a few times before starting to slide himself deep inside her. They both moaned out as he buried his cock as deep inside her as he could. He stayed there for a moment, enjoying the feel of her wrapped tightly around him before he started pulling back out. He started pumping in and out of her slowly at first, but quickly picking up the tempo.

She writhed underneath him as he fucked her, running her nails down his back and leaving little red welts behind. He groaned out loud at the feel of her nails down his back and pumped harder, slamming the full length of his hard cock in and out of her wet pussy. She screamed out loud and came all over his cock. He kept pumping through her orgasm and finally let himself go as she came down. He slammed himself deep inside her one last time and groaned out loud as he started to shoot his cum inside her, filling her pussy up as she continued to convulse around him.

He collapsed next to her on the bed, his cock slipping out of her, as they both fought to catch their breath. After a few minutes, their breathing returned to normal and he pulled her into his arms. She snuggled up against him and buried her face into his neck. "Rest up while you can," she said to him "you're going to need it."



Katherine: Amateur Model



“You look fantastic.”  I said as Katherine entered the studio.  The client wasn’t using professional models for this project, instead relying on attractive amateurs for their video lingerie catalog.  Therefore, it didn’t hurt to try to make the girls feel at ease.

“Uh-huh.”  Katherine replied.  She was an attractive brunette.  Unlike the other girls I had shot for the catalog, Katherine wasn’t a college student, rather a twenty-five-year-old secretary.  It was obvious from talking to her that she wanted to be a model and looked at this shoot as an opportunity reach that goal.

Though attractive enough, Katherine was about 15 pounds too heavy and 5 years too old to realistically achieve that goal.  Not that I’d be the one to tell her, she had an attitude that was really starting to get on my nerves.  She hadn’t even been to wardrobe before she was practically arguing with me about concept and lighting.

I’d had about enough of her, and just wanted to get this shoot over with.  I’d already rescheduled twice for her, finally agreeing to shoot on a Friday night after she got off from work.  This was putting a crimp in my social life, I’d had to postpone a date over this job.  Luckily I was able to reschedule that for Saturday night.

I looked up from the camera.  She did look fantastic though.  Wearing a black lace teddy, thigh-high stockings and heels, Katherine was stunning, her breasts pushed up nicely, threatening to burst out of the top of her lingerie.

“Over there.”  I motioned her over to the green chroma key wall.

“Eeeyew!”  She scrunched up her nose.  “That’s an ugly shade of green.  Why do you want me over there?”

“God damnit.”  I whispered, fiddling behind the camera.  I’d explained this all in the pre-production meeting.  “You won’t see that green wall when I’m done.  I can replace that green with anything I want in post.  Extreme close ups of the lingerie will ‘magically’ appear behind you when I’m done editing.”

“Shouldn’t you shoot the close ups first, then?”

 “We’re set up to do this first.”  I said, trying not to raise my voice.  “Now let’s just calm down, get comfortable and have fun with this.”

“Alright.”  She stepped in front of the camera.  “Make me look good and I’ll be very appreciative.  Can I have a copy of this when we’re done?”

“It’ll just be the raw video, I’m not editing it tonight.  I can start a record on VHS for you to take with you.”

I went to the control room to drop a VHS tape into the deck, pressed ‘record’ and then returned to the studio.  This part of the shoot went really well.  Though Katherine had copped a bitchy attitude earlier, she was actually quite a joy to work with, responding to direction exceptionally.  Done shooting on the chroma key wall, we moved on to the extreme close ups which we shot on a set at the other end of the studio.

The close ups went quickly, then she went to change into the second outfit.  This was identical to the first except that it was white.  The plan was to show her in both outfits, keyed over the close ups of the inverse outfit.  It would take a lot of work on my part, but it was just the type of artistic touch that the client wanted.

We finished up in about 90 minutes total which was amazingly quick for this kind of shoot.  Katherine went back to wardrobe to change.  I told her she could pick up her VHS copy of the shoot in the control room.  I rewound it as she changed, handing it to her when she returned.  Completely finished, we both left for the evening.

I went home and had supper, turning in early.  Saturday I got up, ran some errands and as the evening rolled around, got ready for my date.  I might as well as stayed at home alone as that’s how the night ended up, me in bed, alone.

I awoke Sunday morning to the sound of my doorbell.  I checked the clock, 8 o’clock, who the hell would be bothering me this early on a weekend?  I tried to ignore it and go back to sleep.  The doorbell rang again.  Defeated, I put on a pair of sweatpants and headed to the front door.

I opened the door to find Katherine standing on my porch.  She was wearing a conservative black dress and holding a VHS videotape.

“Can I come in for a moment?”  I opened the door and she entered, heels clicking on the hardwood floor of my living room.

I glanced at the tape.  “You don’t have to give that back,” I said, “it’s yours if you want it.”

“Oh,” she said, looking a little embarrassed, “I though you might need it for your editing.”

“No,” I replied, “I made that just for you.”

“Well thank you.”  She said.

We stood in the living room facing each other in awkward silence.  Katherine broke the silence after about twenty seconds.

“You know,” she smiled, “you made me look really good, really sexy….and I am very appreciative.”

She gave me a strange smile then reached around to the back of her dress.  The next few seconds have been replayed in my mind thousands of times.  Katherine pulled down the zipper of her dress, it fell silently to the floor.  There she stood, wearing the black outfit from the video shoot, ample breasts straining against the lace of her teddy.  She stepped out of her dress and fell to her knees directly in front of me.  She pulled my sweatpants down to my ankles, my semi-hard cock hung directly in front of her face.  Katherine glanced up at me and licked her lips.

“Don’t mess up my hair,” her tongue darted out to lick my dangling dick, “I’m taking my mom to church in ten minutes.”

Katherine’s mouth engulfed me, her lips clamped around me while she sucked, bringing me to complete erection.  That done, she began pumping, taking me enticingly deep with each pump.  She looked so beautiful, dressed in sexy lingerie, made up perfectly for church.  I admired her freshly painted lips, locked around me, leaving a faint trail of red with each stroke.

She rubbed her tits on my leg as she sucked, one boob on each side of my thigh.  She pulled the straps of her teddy over her shoulders, exposing her breasts completely, grinding them into my thigh now.

She took me from her mouth and started pumping me with her hand.  Arching her back, she rubbed the head of my manhood all over her jugs.  Then she held her tits together and looked me in the eye once more.

“Fuck my tits,” she moaned, “I love a big cock in there.”

I pushed myself between her luscious melons.  Open mouthed, her head fell backwards as I titty fucked her.  She seemed to be really enjoying herself as I hammered away.  Her low moans excited me as I felt my ejaculation build.

“I’m close,” I moaned, “where do you want it?”

Katherine let go of her tits; my cock flopped out from between them.  She pointed to her mouth.  I pushed my tool into her open mouth as she grabbed my ass, pulling me deep insde.  I pumped away, imagining what it would be like to treat this sexy woman’s pussy the same way.

One final thrust and I unloaded, hot jizz hitting the back of her throat, Katherine swallowing willingly.  Time stood still, it felt like I came for hours and I have no doubt that Katherine would have stayed attached to my cock no matter how long it took me to finish.

She reached behind her for her dress, stood up and started putting it back on.  I pulled my sweats up and helped her with her zipper.  She strolled over to a mirror in the hall, checked her hair and reapplied her lipstick.  Satisfied, she turned to me.

“Thanks again.”  She smiled.  “Give me a call sometime.”

“I don’t have your number.”

“I left it inside the tape case.”  She replied.

She reached into her purse and pulled out a breath mint, popping it into her mouth.  She kissed me on the cheek, turned and left.



Katherine and Gerald



This story has a few scenes of forced sex. Please do not feel that my other stories are at all in any way like this one, the real story is of the romance between Katherine and Gerald.

Thank you, enjoy!

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Baltar the King asked me.

I didn't want to.

He commanded me....I still didn't want to do as he wished. 

With forced steps, I walked towards the front door. Each step was growing harder and my legs ached with the force. He commanded me...his power was now unstoppable. With each command he gave me, I always did his bidding. He could tell me to slit my own wrists, and I would.

I raised my leg and climbed the first step up the small porch and got to the door. I raised my hand to the crimson red metal storm door and grabbed the knocker. I wrapped it twice and took in a deep breath as my hand went back to my side.

I heard footsteps and then the door opened. She peered around the side of the door and when her lovely blue eyes caught sight of my dark black ones, she smiled. "Gerald!" she almost screamed with joy. She opened the door wide and wrapped her arms around me. "Oh, Gerald!" she said again with tears staining her cheeks. She held me close and I must admit, I held her just as tight. I knew we were being watched, so I pressed inside, not waiting for her to invite me in. She didn't notice and closed the door when we were fully inside.

"Katherine...." my voice was low, I didn't recognize it at first. "I...I have missed you so!" I exclaimed and held her to me again. 

"Oh Gerald, how did you escape?" she asked. "What happened to the others?" each of her questions burned a hole in my heart, I knew I had to lie.

"I took my chances and ran when the guards brought me to town to get medical supplies." Once again, I didn't recognize my voice. "Mary-Beth, Quadrene, and Michael are all well. They send their regards." I couldn't bring it to my self to tell her they were all dead...or at least thought to be.

"Oh thank the lord above," she placed her hands together and sighed towards the ceiling. "I pray every night, and here you are!" she once again took me to her arms and held me.

"You must come with me though....." I stammered. "I need you to come with me tonight, at once!" I felt my eyes burn through hers as she stared me down in confusion and fear.

"What...why....Oh Gerald, does he know?" she was trembling now. "Does he know?"

I nodded. "Baltar knows of Jonathon." I whispered, afraid of the King hearing me use his name to an outsider. I know of his power, and even with my twenty-eight years of knowledge of the world, I'm still deathly afraid of the Unknown.

"When should we leave?" she asked.

"Now!" I said, moving to the door. "Where is Jonathon?" I asked.

"He's upstairs...." She ran to the stairs and called up them, "Dorothy! Oh Dorothy!"

A plump woman came to the top of the stairs. I recognized her as Katherine's nanny when she was a child. "Yes, miss?" she asked. She eyed me, I could smell the distrust waiver down the steps.

"Gather a few change of clothes of Jonathon's and a few blankets. I need to leave tonight, I'll come back in a few days to gather up the rest." Katherine headed up the stairs.

I watched her run up the stairs, her dress weighted her down but she still moved quickly. I remember what it was like watching her as we were children, she'd scamper up the stairs after church or school and get to her marbles set. Then, a few minutes later, after she'd thrown off her dress and changed into her outside clothes, she'd slide down the railing. I fell in love with her back then, in our youth. The love still beats strongly in my heart, even though now my heart is heavy with fear and worry over the King and the others.

I want to help her run away...but to where? She has been hiding for so long, and now we know she's here. She can't stay...he ordered me to bring her and the child back. I must....I must bring them back.

You pitiful fool! I curse myself inside my head. You coward!

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It had been almost two years earlier when he came into town. He brought his traveling group of performers and dancers and the shows mesmerized the whole town. 

I was out of work, saving up to buy the ring that I knew would be take Katherine's breath away when I would propose some day. I needed only forty more dollars. Baltar promised me work through his group and said I'd be able to earn that much and more in less than a month. I was ecstatic!

I ran home to tell mother, rest her soul, and she cheered me on. I packed a suitcase and went to live with Baltar and his workers in one of the extra tents they had been able to set up on one of the fields that had not grown crop in more years than I could remember.

Our town was becoming dead as year after the death spread through our fields. We were worried of what was to become of our town, but with Baltar and his traveling group of performers, our spirits had been lifted. He had all day shows and rides for just a penny! A penny! The children came and played after school, on Saturday's they came and played all day, and Sunday, the minute the preacher dismissed us, they'd run home to change to get to the rides and tents as fast as possible.

I didn't care for the rides, but I loved to see Katherine's face as she screamed on the roller rides and I enjoyed holding her tightly by my side as we went through the haunted house. It excited her so that when I took her home at night, I'd sit with her in the den and kissed her softly until she felt safe again. 

Weeks after joining the performers and working for Baltar, I had earned a whopping fifty dollars! I bought the ring that I'd been eyeing and asked Baltar if I could leave early to take Katherine to a special spot in the forest outside of the fields to propose to her. I had a picnic ready for us and I ran to her house to get her.

Baltar had asked where in the woods had I set up the picnic and when I told him, I asked why he wanted to know. He smiled and replied, "So I know where to keep my employees from using the woods to relieve themselves, I don't want them to come upon you two in your most private moment." He chuckled and I didn't think anything more of it.

When Katherine and I walked through the brush, she giggled as we came up on the blanket and picnic basket. "Oh, you romantic." She turned around and held me closely as we kissed deeply. I kissed her forehead after we parted our lips. We had set out through the woods before dusk, and now it was almost dark. I quickly made a fire and gave us enough light to enjoy our evening picnic.

She sat lady like on the blanket and before she opened the basket, I couldn't hold back any longer. I pulled from my pocket the ring and held it out to her as I stood down on one knee to her. She immediately began to cry as she took the ring from my fingers and placed it on her ring finger. I held her tightly in my arms and we kissed for what seemed like hours. I couldn't wait for her to be my wife, to feel more of her skin than ever before.

Suddenly, a rustle from the bushes behind us made her jump. I turned around to make sure it wasn't a wild dog as the woods were filled with them. Instead, Baltar came from the brush and stood tall at the end of the blanket. He sneered down at us and I felt the heat from Katherine's skin as she grew scared. Baltar had on nothing but a black cloak, his skin shinning from the moon's light and the gentle flicker from the fire.

"Thank you for putting the ring on her finger...." Baltar's voice had changed and was now a low, evil tone. Other members of his performers, many whom I had become close friends with in the past month, came through the brush. Baltar looked to the others, then back at us. "With the full moon tonight, together, the ring shall bring me luck." 

I heard struggles from the brush behind him and two girls Katherine and I knew from school were pushed through the brush, Mary-Beth and Quadrene. They were accompanied by Michael, my friend's brother. All three were pushed down by two men that were behind them. 

Baltar looked around and saw the three. "What's this? I said two more virgins to make the circle complete, why this man?" he pressed his foot against Michael's chest and pushed him back. Michael fell to the ground and became covered in dry leaves and dirt. 

"Sorry, my King," one man said. "We were able to lure the two women but this man began to follow us so we had to capture him as well to keep him from alerting towns people."

Baltar seemed satisfied with the man's explanation and turned back to me and Katherine, who was know balling.

"What do you want with us?" she sobbed.

"Why, haven't you figured it out, my sweet?" Baltar kneeled. His man piece was sticking out from his cloak and looked as if it was a dagger ready to be used in defense. I held Katherine closely as Baltar continued. "You are a virgin, my dear?"

Katherine nodded.

Baltar looked to Mary-Beth and Quadrene. "As are you two, yes?" The girls nodded and then looked to the ground, ashamed almost. "You three are to let me and my two men sleep with you all tonight in hopes that one of you will bring a child in nine months from tonight. Our cult is growing weak of power, and I need new blood. My power will only be brought forth if all three of you do as I say. Undress now...." His pause ripped through my heart, I knew he was serious. When all three didn't start to undress, his voice then boomed, "Now, you wretched maids!"

Katherine went to her buttons and quickly began to undo them, opening up her shirt. Her breasts looked lovely in the light and for the first time, I got to see her milky white flesh since we were both babes and swam in the pond together. I wanted to reach out and feel the warmth from her breast in my hand, but her tears hurt me and I held back. 

Mary-Beth and Quadrene undressed quickly. Baltar stood back on his knees and two of his employees unclasped his cloak and took it off. Baltar moved towards Katherine as she then pulled her skirt off of her legs and was left with her undergarments on. Baltar couldn't wait any longer and pressed her legs open. He turned to the man on his left and pulled a knife from the mans belt and opened it. Baltar moved towards Katherine's legs and I spoke. 

"No, please don't hurt her!" I said. Baltar back handed me, my cheek stung from the blow and I was then held down by two other men. I watched in horror as Baltar then moved back towards Katherine and placed the knife at her crotch, he ripped a hole with the knife into the loose fabric that held her womanhood inside. She yelped, but not from pain. As Baltar finished ripping away her clothes with the knife, she was left with only torn remnants around her waist. 

Baltar put the knife down at her side and moved between her thighs. He looked to the men that were standing next to Mary-Beth and Quadrene. "Sons, begin!" he demanded. The two men, who now suddenly struck a strong resemblance to Baltar, got between the girls legs. 

I felt the pressure behind my head and I was pressed closer to the face of my love. I then was forced to watch as her face screw up with pain as Baltar pushed between her thighs. Baltar didn't hold back any longer and pressed his man hood between her lips and into her body. As her screams filled the air, so did Mary-Beth's and Quadrene's. At the same time, all three were being ripped of their virginity's and being force fed the rod's from their abusers. 

Katherine threw her head back and wailed as Baltar rocked back and forth against her, pressing farther inside her virgin orifice. She cried in pain but Baltar silenced her cries by kissing her. I had to watch as her mouth was raped by his tongue as the snake between his legs did it's doing between hers. Katherine's muffled cries soon turned to light sobs and then she was quiet. 

I didn't bother to watch Mary-Beth or Quadrene as they too wore forced to give up their virginity's. I cried along with Katherine as she was stripped of her womanhood, something I know now she had planned to give to me.

She was pressed against the ground by Baltar as he neared his climax, and when he was closer, he called out to his sons. "Cum now, my boys, it is time!" Baltar gripped Katherine's left hand and the silver from her ring pressed against his ring on his right hand, a blast of red light shot out from their hands and Katherine screamed a final time.

Baltar and his sons moaned their pleasure as they all three finished off in unison and then lay atop of their woman. I stayed still, watching Katherine's face covered with tears turn to the side, facing away.

As Baltar put back on his cloak and walked away through the woods towards their camp, Katherine and I were left with the two men that had kept me still during her rape. Baltar spoke to them before departing and motioned for me to join them as well once Katherine had gathered herself. 

Baltar's sons took Mary-Beth and Quadrene with them as the walked, Michael behind them, his hands behind his back and closely followed by the others.

I held Katherine in my arms and cried with her, I held her soft breasts against my chest and my hands placed directly above her rear. Her shakes were almost uncontrollable to her and she sobbed against my shoulder. The men watched us with out emotion, then one spoke.

"Baltar wants you to sooth your woman before bringing her back to camp. You are not allowed to release inside her as that may keep our King from getting his much needed child. So, hurry on and we shall go to the feast."

I kissed Katherine softly on the lips and held her tightly in my arms as I lay down next to her. I didn't take advantage of her that night. I just held her and kissed her until she fell asleep, the pain between her legs finally dulling to a soft throb.

When she fell asleep in my arms, the men gathered up the picnic and I carried her to the camp. That night, she slept in Baltar's tent, right next to mine. I listened through the night to her sobs as he continued to take advantage of her weakness from the harsh loss of her virginity, and when it soon was dawn, I was awoke from my deep thoughts by one of his men. 

I was taken to Baltar's tent and told to strip bare. I didn't know what to do. I didn't know whether to fight, or to comply. I took off my clothes once he raised his voice and demanded I take them off or be punished. From then on, I always did what he demanded. 

I then got down on the floor of the tent, my manhood becoming hard once I caught a glimpse of Katherine's naked body on the bed. She was on her side and her eyes were red with tears. 

"I believe I have made a child with this one..." Baltar cheered. "I want to thank you!" He then looked at Katherine, and she nodded.

Katherine slithered off the bed and climbed on top of me. I felt her warm skin against mine and soon her wet opening between her legs which I had been dying to feel on our wedding night was open and around the tip of my penis. I shuddered as I felt her lower herself, expertly almost, onto me and when the soft, strong hold of her vagina was around the head of my penis, I let out a soft moan.

Katherine kissed my lips and lowered herself more and soon my entire length was inside her to the hilt. She moaned and sighed.

I held her tightly with my arms wrapped around her. We rocked around together for some time, and soon, I felt her body rush with warmth and she sighed against my neck as I held her tightly. Her insides felt as though they were shaking and the movements from her made my man hood shake inside her, erupting inside her my warm, flowing semen. 

I held her tightly, my penis softening inside her. She then pushed against me to sit up straddling on top of me like she was riding a horse and I looked over her chest. I quickly took her breasts in my hands and held them like when I would knead clay as a child. I imagined shapes in her breasts as my hands moved about and when her nipples hardened, I leaned my mouth upwards and took her left nipple into my mouth and sucked lightly. 

Katherine sighed again and I heard movement from behind her. She turned her head quickly and gasped a "no!" I pulled from her breast and peered around; Baltar was holding her buns in each hand and spreading them apart. He was smiling as he moved near and then his tongue moved from between his lips. He moved his long tongue up and down between her cheeks and I wasn't for sure what he was doing until he closed his eyes and kept his tongue between her cheeks.

Katherine sighed and moaned as Baltar was licking her anus with passion. I forgot about what he was forcing Katherine to feel with his licks and I moved to her other nipple. As I licked and suckled it, I felt my manhood begin to harden once again. My head was still inside her wet, slick hole and soon, my length was pushed deeply inside her.

I moaned aloud that it felt good but quieted when Katherine bit down on my lips. I watched her eyes roll back in pain and I shot a look behind her shoulder. Baltar was holding her hips with one hand and the other, was holding his manhood. He had it pointed towards her rear and was grunting as he pressed forward towards her.

Katherine groaned and gasped and I heard Baltar moan in approval. I realized as I felt a smooth feeling against my penis to what Baltar was doing. Suddenly, Katherine cried and the hold from her vagina on my penis was so incredible, it was hard to not release inside her at the moment. It became so clear what Baltar was making Katherine endure; he was pressing his manhood into Katherine's rear as my penis was fully embedded inside her vagina. The feeling was exquisite as my rocking was in step with Baltar's and soon I felt the urge to cum again inside Katherine. I felt the movement of Baltar's penis against mine through the small bit of flesh that was separating her two holes and as his orgasm neared, I could tell through the throbbing from his meat.

I watched Katherine's face contort as her pain grew as both the rods in her body grew to their fullest and began their search for the peak of pleasure. We rocked back and forth inside her. I knew it was a sin what we were doing, but the feeling was wonderful and I wanted to see it through. I held Katherine in my arms as I used her trembling body and whispered in her ear that it was going to be over soon. She cried that it hurt and felt good at the same time, her confusion was obvious as her body rocked against mine. She was no doubt feeling the same feeling I had felt when I came inside her earlier and I felt her body begin to get pimples all over as she was rushed with orgasmic bliss.

She fell over on top of me and cried a wonderful sound into the air. My breaths filled the tent as I breathed heavy, beginning to feel the growing feeling inside my scrotum and the burning pleasure at the tip of my penis. 

Baltar held Katherine's hips tight, his knuckles growing white. He threw his head back and moaned aloud that he was there and he pressed farther into her buttocks. Katherine screamed but wasn't in pain and her legs shook. She came again as her insides were filled by us two men....and she cooed as our orgasms came to an end.



Now I was running with her, her baby Jonathon in her arms. She cried but with no sound. Her tears flowed heavy down her cheeks but she didn't utter a sound. We made our way through the woods. I hadn't seen her since the day she'd given birth to Jonathon and I helped her to escape from Baltar and his men.

We crossed through a creek and as we headed up the other side of the bank, I saw a light from a lantern shine through the trees. I held Katherine's hand tight and we crouched low to the ground. I had her follow me to under a bridge up the creek and we sat for a few minutes, waiting for the sounds in the woods to die down. A couple people were crossing through the woods and I didn't want to chance it that it was some of Baltar's men.




Katherine and Gerald



I held Katherine in my arms as she cried her fears to me. She didn't want them to take Jonathon, she didn't care if he was conceved under the fool moon with the star of Deleana on her finger....she didn't care.

I had heard her cry this before....the night she went into labor.

I had been walking with her through the woods that day, holding her hand, helping her step over the rocks and small mounds of dirt as we made our way.

She had been tired of being forced to stay laying down since her final month of pregnancy had arrived. She told me of her thoughts, she wanted to leave Baltar but didn't know how.

I noticed her heavy breathing and asked if she wanted to take a rest. We sat on a tree stump and I pulled a few nuts and berries from my satchel and she munched them eagerly, her hunger taking over. I watched her eat them quickly and smiled when she licked her fingers clean. "Enjoy, my dear?" I asked.

She smiled, but soon frowned. "I wish we could have wed...." she sighed and looked to the ground. "I wish that this child was yours, and that you and I were married....happy....." I pulled next to me and she laid her head on my shoulder. 

I sighed. "Yes, I know you do. But after you give Baltar the child, you may leave. Quadrene and Mary-Ann are expecting to give birth today as well and they were told that they could leave after." I looked into her eyes. "You want to leave with me tomorrow after the ceremony?" I asked.

"I want to leave so badly, my sweet....but I want to take the child with me. I can't imagine giving up this baby.....no matter what." She stood up, and then let out a wail, holding her belly and falling forward.

I went down next to her, holding her as she cried. "Oh god, oh god, it's time!" She screamed. "No, oh no..."

I took off my jacket and laid it behind her and she lay down on top of it. I got between her legs and watched as the babe's head began to break through. There wasn't enough time to get the doctor in town or in the group. I helped Katherine give birth to Jonathon, and then cleaned him in the creek waters. I took off my shirt and wrapped the baby in it and Katherine held him close to her, her face wet from the sudden birth.

Suddenly, Michael came running up to us. "Gerald! Gerald!" I went to him, a smile across my face. 

"The baby is here, it's a boy. Surely this will please Baltar into letting Katherine and I go." I held Michael's hand and tried to pull him over to Katherine as she cooed to her new baby.

"No...Gerald..." Michael whispered. "You don't understand.....Baltar killed Mary-Ann and Quadrene..."

I looked at him with horror. "No!" I gasped. "Why...how could he?"

"They both gave birth to their babes nearly an hour ago...and after they gave the babes to Shea, Baltar ordered for Mary-Ann and Quadrene to be killed."

"Does he wish the same for Katherine?" I asked, scared beyond anything ever before in my life.

"I don't know, Gerald....I don't know." Michael looked at Katherine. "You must help her escape. Right now!"

"What are we going to do, Gerald?" Katherine cried. I shook my heads and the night that Jonathon was born cleared from my mind and the dark reality of where we were hit me hard.

I looked at Katherine and then down at Jonathon who was bundled up and placed on a soft patch of dirt. I thought for a moment.

"Katherine...we need to run to the train yard. I can help you to get on a train and get away from here. Far away.....but I musn't go with you...I can't."

Katherine began to ask why but I instead picked up Jonathon and pulled her with me as we made our way from under the bridge. A few hours after getting away from town, we came upon the train yard and I spied a supply boxcar that was left ajar. I peered down the tracks; a man with a lantern was viewing into the cars. He had already checked this car so it was safe to climb inside. 

I helped her climb inside and get settled. I felt her cry against my shoulder but I stayed strong. "Katherine, you must get away. I can't go with you, not tonight." I looked deeply into her eyes. "I will go back to your home and get your things and bring to them. I am getting an automobile tomorrow from a man in town and I will meet you in St. Louisberg...I promise." I kissed her forehead and then handed her an envelope. It had many bills inside and an address. "Here's a woman who can help you when you get to there, and she will keep you safe until I can arrive."

I held Katherine for a while longer, until the screech of the brakes being released sounded. I kissed her again and then kissed Jonathon's forehead.

"Please, do come for me," she cried as I got off the train. 

"I will....I promise, my love." I leaned over and kissed her again and then closed the door to the boxcar and jumped off. I landed hard, but was able to quickly recover. I ran off in the night, I ran as fast as I could. 

I went back to camp and into Baltar's tent. He was waiting for me.

I handed him the blanket I had doused with my own blood from a knife wound I inflicted on myself and pulled Katherine's ring from . He smiled.

I got on my knees and sobbed. I pretended to sob over the death of my love, but I was really sobbing over my fear of Baltar. He placed his hand on my chin and raised my eyes to his. "And what of the child?"

"I'm sorry, my lord....the babe died a few weeks after she ran from camp. He is buried in the town cemetery." I bowed my head back down, but secretly smiled to myself. I cried again.

"Shush my servant," he stroke my hair. I hated him but held my hands down at my knees. "You did what was asked, and I am proud." Baltar turned around and sat on his bed. "Now that we have the ring again, we need to find three virgins by next moon." He laid down on his bed. "You may go, Gerald, but send in one of my whores. I have much on my mind and I need relaxation before sleep."

I bowed to him once more and left his tent. 

Before dawn, I left camp and met the man in town about the automobile. I gave him the proper payment and he went over the machine. I climbed inside and drove to where Katherine had been staying. I talked with Dorothy and asked if she wanted to come with me. She shook her head no. 

"I have my husband and five sons buried in the towns cemetery, and I'm not about to leave them behind." She hugged me hard and then spoke to me with her face so close I almost gagged from the smell of grits and bacon. "You go take care of Katherine...she's a sweet girl much brought grief from that child. Please, please go take care of her. Send her my love."

I put Katherine's things she needed for Jonathon into the back of the auto and left town at once. I didn't want to risk being seen by the other's and I hurried out of town.

The next night, I arrived at St. Louisberg and found the house. I used my key to gain entrance and I said hello to my Aunt Mia. She held me in her arms and told me where to find Katherine. I went up the stairs and found her asleep in the guest room. Jonathon asleep in a bassinet that I had once slept in when I was a babe and my parents brought me to visit my Aunt Mia.

I undressed and pulled the ring from my pants pocket before laying my clothes out over the window seat. I climbed into bed with Katherine, pulling her closely to me. I put the ring on her finger and held her tightly. She slowly awoke and rolled over to face me. I kissed her deeply, rolling over to be on top of her. She kissed me back and I pressed my hard manhood between her legs.

She uttered a soft moan as she felt the lovely feeling of my member press further into her soft, tight folds. I bit down on her neck and sucked slowly on her skin. She moaned softly to not wake Jonathon and our hips rocked back and forth as we made love.

I kissed her over and over until she soon was shivering with delight. I licked her nipples and bit down hard. I had learned many love tricks from watching Baltar with his whores. He had stopped his love making with Katherine once it was confirmed by the doctor that she was pregnant and now was the first time for her to have another man's touch since the night I slept with her. I remembered her shaking as Baltar entered her rear and I loved the feeling of his member against mine as we shared her body.

I slept with many women with Baltar after that night. He shared his whores with me lots of times, and even sent a few "used up tarts" as he called them my way at the end of a hard night. 

Now I was getting to use my wisdom on her barely used body. I was making her feel so free as I made love to her. I pulled her legs up and placed them against my chest as I entered her again. Her body rocked as I moved my hips back and forth against her. Her breasts lightly swayed with the movements and when she was gaining closer to a orgasm, I held her hips tightly and went as far into her body as I could until she was done cumming on my penis.

I then pulled from her and rolled her over onto her stomach. I got between her legs and pulled her up onto all fours. Her back glistened from the light from outside. The moon was full and bright and the owls were heard in the distance.

I kissed her back as I held her cheeks in my palms. She whispered to me, "What are you going to do to me, Gerald?"

I didn't bother to answer at first and I leaned over. I gave a quick lick over her rose bud and she moaned. "Oh no, Gerald...don't do that....it's dirty!"

I chuckled. "But Katherine my sweet, I must see for myself what your rear feels like. I was told it was wonderful, and I must see for myself." I licked back over her bumpy skin and found her wicked entrance. I swiftly moved my tongue back and forth over her hole and as she relaxed, so did her anus. Her puckered hole soon opened for my tongue to slither inside and the feeling on my mouth drew my cock so hard that I had to feel her soon or else I'd burst against the bed sheets.

I pulled my tongue away from between her cheeks and I got back onto my knees. I held her cheeks open and pressed my manhood at the opening of her anus. She cooed as I pressed inside and as I slowly inched my way into her, she cried out that it hurt. 

I remember my viewing of Baltar's love making one night and I reached in front of Katherine. I found her button between her folds and stroked it as I continued to slide in and out of her rear.

She cried out that it felt amazing and I felt her cheeks against my body as I pressed all the way into her tight opening. I moaned, "Oh my dear Katherine," I thrust into her again, pulling away, I darted a finger into her womanhood. "Your rear feels wonderfully tight...oh my!" I pressed against her button with my thumb and stroked her insides with my finger. She cried again and again.

My scrotum erupted before she did and I felt the trickles of my semen oozing out from her anus as my penis softened inside her.

She lay on the bed on her stomach and I moved down her legs. I rolled her over and looked down at her. "My dear, you didn't enjoy, did you?" I asked.

She nodded her head. "I did enjoy it, I just didn't feel the rush as I did with our earlier love making." I leaned over and kissed her. "But where did you learn all that, my love?"

"No worries, my Katherine....no worries." I sighed as I kissed down her body. When I reached her stomach, it occurred to me that I'd never kissed her genitals before.

I kissed lower and lower, and soon, her small bush around her genitals was tickling my chin. I kissed lower and began to lick once I felt her button through her lips. She arched her back and pressed her self against my mouth. I moaned into her body and soon felt the warmth of her womanhood on my lips as I had felt it on my penis.

I held her thighs in my hands and kept her open for me to service her. I lapped up and down her folds and looked at them. I studied them and the way they reacted a finger sliding into her body. I watched her lips hold down on my finger as it pressed into her, and soon, her body shook as I crooked my finger around and stroked the top of her insides. I got the sudden feeling to suck on her skin and I placed my lips around her button and began to suck lightly.

She moaned to not stop and I steadily sucked harder. Soon her crevice was leaking onto my finger and my chin as I sucked harder on her button. She held my face against her and moaned that she was alive. I sucked through her cries and as her thrashing stopped, I moved my licks back to where my finger was placed at. I slowly pulled my finger from her and licked between the folds of skin.

She tasted wonderful! I loving lapped up her juices and she moaned she couldn't take anymore, that she needed to make love to me again.

I climbed on top of her and without abandon, I pressed into her body with my penis. We kissed deeply as we made love and ended up falling asleep in each other's arms.

The next morning, I awoke with Katherine looking at her ring. She smiled down at me when she noticed I was awake. "You got me a new ring....thank you."

"We are married now, my dear." I sat up in the bed and kissed her. "And Jonathon is my child....if anyone asks, he is mine." I held her hand in mine and we watched the birds fly around outside our window for the rest of the morning.

We never saw Baltar or his group again.



Katherine and Katie's Lesson Ch. 01



The first time I was ever tied up occurred right after I graduated college and moved into an apartment. The day I moved in, my new next door neighbors were happy to introduce themselves. Katherine and Katie were two married women around the age, of, let's say a little under thirty-five. They invited me in for coffee, and while I really was just planning on relaxing at home, I was inclined to join them. Their figures, while covered up, could easily be seen as, for a lack of a better word, magnificent. Katherine, whose long hair was a dark natural red, wore a long black dress that wasn't afraid to show off her perky cleavage. She also had a slight English accent. Katie, a blonde, also was showing off her amazing breasts in a white top, but also wore a pair of short-shorts that wouldn't be allowed anyway near a school of any kind, which allowed a beautiful ass to be seen. Regardless, we all did sit around their table drinking and talking, and it was actually enjoyable. Katherine noticed me glance at a hole in the kitchen wall, and told me that she's been asking the landlord to get it fixed for days. She doesn't know where it goes, but she'll have to live with it for now. By the time I was leaving, I was already fantasizing about them, and planned to have a little fun with myself later. I still immediately took a small nap when I returned. When I awoke, I headed to the bathroom to put away some pills, when I suddenly noticed a spot on the wall, darker than the rest. On closer inspection, it was actually a hole, the same hole that led to the women's apartment.

 In hindsight, to this day I'm not sure if it was worth it to look through that hole. Of course, in reality, someone would call me a pervert, but truthfully, I was just going to have a small peek. The fact was that that small peek wasn't exactly what I thought it would be. On the other side of the hole, was, unsurprisingly, Katherine and Katie. What was surprising, was what they were doing

 The natural light of the large windows showed Katherine, standing up and facing the wall of which I was looking through. She was in all black, but only wore thigh high booths, panties, bra, and an unzipped leather jacket. In one hand, she held a paddle, and in the other, a blindfold, kneeling in front of her, was Katie in high heels. She had black panties and stockings, but no bra. Her arms were behind her back in an armbinder, and she was licking the boots of Katherine. While I had never tried bondage myself, I was familiar with it and it's workings. This continued for five minutes, while Katherine kept making comments on her style, telling her harder, or slower, or to enjoy it.

 "Good girl!" She told her.

 "Thank you mistress." She exclaimed back with what I was entirely sure was a smile.

 "Yes, I think you deserve a reward, stand up and turn around."

 With that Katie get out of her kneeling position, and faced my wall. As I assumed, she appeared like she couldn't be happier. Katherine walked away for moments, and returned with a rope with a hook on both hands, wide clear tape, a metal pole, and a small black device.

 "Spread'em."

 Katie, with her arms still unable to move, began to move her legs away from eachother. With that, Katherine put the metal pole between them, and cuffed her ankles to it. Now Katie was permanently spread.

 "Arms up!"

 Katie then tried to get her arms that were behind her back to aim upwards, having to bend over to do it. Katherine then took the rope, stuck one hook through the armbinder and the other on a hook on the ceiling which I hadn't noticed before. Katie, who wasn't flexible enough to move her arms any higher, was now hooked into place by a rope so she couldn't move her arms any lower. I was so intrigued by Katie's almost nude bound body that I didn't see Katherine begin to take off her panties.

 "Open up."

 Katherine rolled her lower underwear into a ball, which Katie enthusiastically accepted into her mouth, gagging her. Katherine then took the clear tape over her lips, locking the panties into a gag.

 "Can't have you making too much noise, not yet at least."

 "Mmmmmm." Was all that Katie could let out.

 Katherine then went right next to her face, holding the blindfold, and the small device, which at this point, I was certain was a discrete vibrator, to which Katie turned her head happily. Katherine took the vibrator to her own lips, and slowly, from bottom to top, licked it, without breaking eye contact with Katie.

 "I plan to put it on slow first, but let's see how far it goes."

 To that, she slid the vibrator into Katie's panties, right against her pussy. Finally, Katherine put the blindfold on her head, allowing her only the senses of hearing, and feeling. She walked over to the table, her boots making an amazing sound, picked up the remote, and pressed a button. Even though she said she would put it on the lowest setting, Katie immediately showed a jolt of pleasure.

 "MMMMMmmmmm!"

 "Now remember, no cumming until I say!"

 Katherine stood inspecting things for a minute, admiring her own handywork, and with that, she walked into the next room without so much as a word. For the next ten minutes, I watched Katie, in black topless lingerie and high heels, being unable to move practically suspended from the ceiling, being unable to see from a blindfold, being unable to talk from being gagged by another gorgeous woman's panties, and being pleasured remotely. She was visibily becoming wetter and wetter, and I didn't know what to do. After awhile though, Katherine returned. But I don't believe Katie noticed through her own pleasure. Katherine now wore, still all black, high heels, new panties, a garter belt and stockings, a new bra, and a corset. Still unknown to her, she gently touched Katie's bent over ass. Katie showed the same jolt of excitement as when the vibrator first turned on, becoming aware of Katherine's presence.

 "Are you having fun?"

 "MMmmmmmm."

 "Good" She responded, one hand fondling Katie's exposed breasts, rubbing the nipples, and the other rubbing her ass, both of which Katie enjoyed greatly.

 "More satisfaction equals more pain. Do you want that?"

 "MMMMmmmmmmmm!" Katie let out cheerfully, and seemed more excited for the 'pain' part.

 "Alright."

 Katherine walked to the table and picked up the remote, and also the paddle she put down a long time ago. She pressed another button, turning up the vibrator, which now I could hear buzzing.

 "MMMMmhhhmmhmmmm."

 Katherine positioned herself standing to the left of Katie, placed the vibrator remote on her bare backed, and held the paddle in her right hand, right over Katie's glorious ass.

 "Have you been a good girl?"

 "Mmmmmmm."

 With that response, Katherine sent the paddle directly on her ass. Katie acknowledged it with a small jump forward, a small muffled yelp, and her usual moan. Katherine gently caressed her ass, moving her hand up onto her back and the remote, turning it up more.

 "Have you been a good girl?"

 "MMMMMmmmmmm."

 Another smack, harder this time. Katherine was enjoying herself, with a devilish smile, but not as much as Katie was. Again, she turned up the remote another dial.

 "Have you been a good girl???"

 "MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!"

 Katherine brought the paddle harder down on her than ever. Katie, as well as I, was shaking. I was sure she wouldn't be able to take anymore until she came. Katherine quickly took off the tape and the pantie gag, picked up the remote, turned it to it's highest setting, squeezed her cheeks, and whispered into her ear:

 "Now scream for me."

 Katie didn't need a command to let out the loudest moan I have ever heard. Her legs, still spread apart, were shaking uncontrollably. Her orgasm lasted half a minute. In that time Katherine calmly took the blindfold off, but I highly doubt she noticed with her eyes rolled back into her head. She ended this experience with a deep kiss for Katie, in which she licked her face slowly, before she took off all of her bindings. Katie was very noticeably weak, and Katherine was very helpful and comforting, getting her to a chair. They sat together, cuddling and drinking something. That's when I should have stopped looking. But, I didn't.

 In the room, still well lit, Katherine, simply looking around, did a double take at the wall hole. I have no idea why I didn't move then, but I just stayed there, shocked. Quickly Katie looked at what Katherine was staring at too: my eye, clearly visible, through the hole. That's when I jumped out of the bathroom, but it was too late. Moments, later there was a knock at my door. Once again, no idea why I decided to open it, but I guess there was just not a lot of good ideas that day. Of course, it was the women. They were wearing trench coats, I'm sure simply to quickly throw on something over their revealing attire underneath.

 I struggled to get any words out. "Look, I... I just got this apartment and-"

 "No it's alright." Katherine said, surprisingly calmly.

 "I'm sorry?" I confusingly asked back.

 "Really. So you know we like handcuffs every once in awhile, it's fine." Katie added in.

 "Oh- alright?"

 "You don't have to worry about a thing." Katherine said "Actually, can we borrow you for something?"

 "W-what?"

 "Just a little thing. We gonna try out some new equipment and we want to test it. It'll only take a second.

 Before I knew what was happening, I was in their apartment.

 "I need you to strip down." One of them said, I can't remember which.

 "You need me to what now?"

 "Just to your boxers if you want, your other clothes would be too uncomfortable."

 Even though I didn't believe anything could happen, I was strangely excited to be stripped and put into whatever bondage gear these women had, even if it was only for a minute.

 "Come on in here." Katie said.

 Their apartment consisted of only a couple rooms, one of which was their bedroom, which they brought me into. On one side of the room was a bed, and on the other, was a red chair. Of course, this wasn't an ordinary chair. There were straps on the arm rests and legs. I could see that the arms could swivel, as well as the legs, and they could bend at the knees. The back could also lay back and come fourth. It was a way to get a bound person into several different positions without having to unbind them. You could have them in the sitting position, the sitting position with the legs spread apart, or laying down, as well as combinations of ways you lean them/how far apart you make things.

 "Please, take a seat." Katherine motioned toward it.

 I was giddy, but trying my hardest not to show it. I sat down in the red leather with nothing but my briefs and socks. Katherine and Katie took no time securing me in. There were three straps on each of my arms and legs, and one on my chest and forehead. The only thing I could do was wriggle by wrists or ankles around, otherwise I wasn't going anywhere ever. Now it was time for testing it. First they spread my legs. While it seemed like it took no effort to simply push or pull the chair 'legs' away from eachother, I myself couldn't move it through force while still tied in. Next, was laying down. Katie pulled the back and head of the chair downwards, and pulled the legs up, until I was entirely 180 degrees horizontal, with my legs still spread apart.

 "Now for the gag."

 "The wha-"

 I couldn't get my full sentence out before Katherine stuck a red ball with 2 straps into my mouth and tied it around my head. With no way of moving my head, there was no way of stopping her from doing it.

 "Aww, he's cute." Katie said, gently sliding her hand up my leg. "I bet he's going to be a fun toy for us." She said, finishing the sentence with her hand fully up my leg, and over my crouch, feeling my huge bulge. "And it seems like he's going to have fun too."

 Yes, it was true. Even though I was surprised and scared of what they're saying, I was very aroused. I couldn't help but feel excited not being in control of myself, being unable to move or speak.

 "Ready to go?" Katherine asked. But it was Katie she was talking to, not me. I wouldn't be going for a long time.

 "Yeah, let me get my purse."

 And then they left. There I was, laying down tied to a red leather bondage device, unable to go anywhere or call out for help. And so began either the best or worst night of my life.

 ---

 It wasn't long before the red ballgag made me begin to drool. I was alone, staring at the ceiling. I don't know exactly how long I was there, but I knew it was at least hours. Even without either of them around, I couldn't stop myself from being highly aroused. It was the fact of not knowing that excited me. Every so often I would hear something that would make me think they were home, but it always turned out to be my imagination, or another apartment, I could never tell. But when someone did finally return, I was certain. There was only one set of steps, though, only one of them was home. It was Katie, I knew without even seeing her. Katherine had a very distinct sound to her steps that I remember entirely from her earlier fun was Katie. From what I could tell, she walked around the apartment for a couple minutes, which to me, felt like hours, before she finally entered the room.

 "Hey, how's it going? Katherine'll be back later"

 She said that, threw her purse onto the bed, and then left without a word. Just my luck. From the other room, I could hear her turn on the tv. I couldn't even make out the things happening on it, all I heard was noise. Despite this, my cock was harder than ever. It was another hour before she came back into the room. I couldn't see her, with my immobile head starring at the ceiling. She seemed to get on the bed for a little bit, with no words coming from either of us (even though I would have liked to have said a couple things). After what felt like centuries, I heard her walk over to me. Slowly and carefully, she put one leg over my chest, and climbed on top of me, using my stomach as a seat. From the bottom of my eye, I could see her blonde hair, but not much else. She moved closer, reached around the head of the chair, and leaned it forward. Now I could see her. she was starring directly into my eyes, with a subtle, but devilish smile. She wore a dark blue bra and the panties to match, which were against my stomach. Her hands were gracing my chest, and she took delight and caressing my nipples.

 "I know Katherine can seem hard at first. But trust me, this gets fun. Real fun."

 I was already having fun. Almost too much fun to handle, and I think she was beginning to know that.

 "I saw you look at my ass when we were having coffee. Do you like my ass?"

 "Mhm."

 "Do you want my ass on your face?"

 "Mhm!"

 Her smile grew. Delicately she got down off me, turned around, and got back on. this time with my face facing her round ass, and her facing down towards my legs. Ever so slowly, she began to back up, making me anticipate her. Eventually, her ass was directly sitting on my head. It was amazing, and I wanted nothing more. It was hard to breath, but I didn't care. I could feel her giggling on top of me as I moved my head back and fourth between her cheeks. After a bit, she began to lean forward, but kept her butt against my gagged face. She was laying on top of my, stomach down, with her head hovering above my crouch. I soon heard a 'snip snip' from her scissors I hadn't notice before, as she cut through my underwear. I was now completely naked, and my cock sprang up out of them. She made a small moan when she saw it, causing my realization that this lesbian couple wasn't strictly lesbian. Her hands grabbed each of my thighs, moving up them slowly, up unto my crouch. She began playing with my balls. The feeling was unbearable. I was so close to cumming, but she knew that, and wouldn't let that happen. She would do things that drove me crazy but not enough to make me orgasm. Her nails began lightly dancing on my shaft. She was stilling giggling with her ass in my face, and me enjoying every second of it. Without warning, she grabbed my shaft, stuck out her tongue a started using the tip of it to gently massage the head. It was torture. I planned to jerk off after we had coffee, but I never got around to it. I haven't cummed in days. But she was hellbent on teasing me. After twenty minutes of my head between her cheeks and her teasing my cock, the door to the apartment opened. Katie finished teasing me by kissing my dick several times, then slowly climbed off. Katherine opened the door to my naked body.

 "How are we doing in here?" She asked.

 "Well, I'm having a great time, how about you?" She asked, glancing at me with a giggle.

 Katherine walked up in front of me, and stood, looking like she was pondering what to do next. She was wearing the trenchcoat that she knocked on my door in. She then walked behind me and leaned the back of the chair upwards, but not entirely, followed by closing my legs, but not entirely aswell, and leaving them extended.

 "Come here Katie, and lie face up on top of him."

 She did exactly as she was asked. Her head, face up, was next to mine, cheek to cheek, her legs were exactly on top of mine, and my dick was against her back.

 "If he wants to watch, we'll let him watch." She says.

 Suddenly kneeling before Katie, she tears off her blue panties, and began gently kissing her beautiful pussy. Immediately, Katie starts to moan. It's clear that she is pleasuring Katie, but I'm the one Katherine is starring at seductively. I realize that Katie being in the same position I am on top of me, with Katherine eating her out, is supposed to simulate me thinking that I'm actually the one getting blown. It's all the provocation without any of the pleasure. Once again, it was teasing, and once again it was torture for me. I would do anything to be able to cum. Katie starting to squeeze her own breasts and rub her now exposed nipples, but Katherine took over for her for that with her free hands. As time went on, Katherine started to eat her out harder, using her tongue to excite every inch of Katie's pussy faster and faster. Katie was shaking, but not as much as I was. I felt like I could orgasm without anything even touching me, even though Katie's back was. Finally, Katie let out a huge moan, as loud as she did in the spanking session. Katherine wiped her mouth, and Katie practically melted away.

 Katherine pulled me into the full sitting position, with my legs closed, and then sat on my lap, facing me.

 "Katie, there's a box of chocolates on the counter, go get them please."

 Katie, of course left without a second word, and I was left with Katherine sitting on my legs, with the same evil grin I had seen several times tonight. My rockhard cock in between us, as it's been for the past countless hours. Without warning, she reaches behind my head, and undoes the ballgag, and also the head strap. It feels good to have that stop locking my jaw in place, and I want to say a million things, except I don't know what to say.

 "Please let me cum!" Is all I can get out.

 "Not yet." She responds as Katie returns with a box of chocolates, setting them on a small table next to Katherine and I.

 Katherine then drops her trenchcoat to her waist, showing off a black and white bra that works wonders for her already large perky breasts. She opens the box, ponders for a moment, takes out a heart shaped chocolate, and drops it in between her bra.

 "I want you to melt this chocolate with your tongue. Do you got that?"

 "Yes."

 "Yes what?"

 "Yes mistress!"

 The words escape my mouth without me thinking, and suddenly, she takes the back of my head and pushes it against her cleavage. Both of her tits reach my ears, and all I can do is feel them. My tongue moves around them, inspecting every inch for the chocolate. Whenever I touch it with my tongue, it slides across the inside of bra, but I'm not complaining. She's enjoying it as much as I am, and repeatedly thrusts herself against me. It takes three minutes before the chocolate melts, and she slowly removes her tits from my face revealing her cleavage covered in chocolate. She leaves to wash herself off, and returns quickly.




Katherine and Katie's Lesson Ch. 01



"Now mistress, may I cum?"

 "Yes. In fact, I think I'm in need of an orgasm too. Katie, will you help me out?"

 "Of course mistress."

 They put me back into the laying position, with my legs far apart. Katherine climbs on top of my face, like Katie did, but this time she's facing me, and her pussy is against my mouth.

 "Now, put on a show for me." She says, and I immediately begin to eat her out.

 Katie kneels in front of me, and starts kissing my shaft gently like before. However, now she slowly starts to encompass the girth with her mouth. Her tongue massaging every bit of it, and her lips going back and forth on it. She begins to play with my balls. Meanwhile, Katherine cannot get enough of my tongue herself. Usually I don't make noise during any type of sex, but without cumming in days, the hours of relentless teasing, and Katie's mouth, I'm moaning uncontrollably, and that only furthers Katherine's experience. She's wetter than I've ever seen, and I just want to thank her for everything by doing my best on her. Katie starts to bob her head back and fourth even faster, and it's becoming too much. Katherine and I's moans grow louder, and are almost in sync. I can see her eyes rolling to the back of her head, before mine do the same. Our climax's start exactly at the same time, and I've never cummed harder or longer before.

 I don't realize how long it's been since it happened, but I'm unstrapped from the chair with my clothes on the bed and the women in the other room. That was only the start of our nights together.

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 Two days later, I was tying my shoe in the lobby of the apartment building, when Katherine enters the door from outside. Noticing me she gives a smile. An old voice asks behind me.

 "Mam, I'll be able to fix that hole today. What time will be okay?" I realize it's the landlord before I turn around.

 Katherine turns to him and responds "No, it's alright, the hole is fine, thanks though." She gives me a wink before she leaves.





PART 2 COMING SOON



Katherine and Katie's Lesson Ch. 02



A week ago, after being caught spying on my lesbian neighbors, the English redhead mistress Katherine, and the blonde submissive Katie, during a bondage session, they tied me up and teased me for hours, until giving me the largest orgasm I had ever experienced. Now we've surprisingly become really good friends, and Katherine and I scheduled another bondage visit for that Saturday. When she asked me, it took everything I had not to jump with joy.

"Alright, when should I come over?" I asked.

"Actually, how about I come to your apartment to tell you when, and you come back to ours?" She responded. When she noticed my confused expression, she added "I need you to keep a secret. Katie won't know about this session until it starts. She did enjoy playing with you, and I want to see her being played with next to you. So I can't have you knocking on our door until I'm ready for you."

I, of course, agreed. After the first time with them, all I could think about was being at one of their mercy. Saturday night, all I did was wait by the door in anticipation, checking the clock every twenty seconds. The time did inevitably come, when a knock on my door could be heard. On the other side was obviously Katherine, in the same trenchcoat I've grown to love. Without a word, we walked to her apartment, but stopped short of the door. She looked me in the eyes with her keys half-way into the lock.

"Once you set foot past this door, I become Mistress. Are we clear?" She said with absolute sincerity. 

"Yes, Mistress."

My cock turned hard with those words escaping my lips. and with that, the doorway to the night opened. Right after I stepped inside, Katherine turned around once more, and put a finger to her lips, reminding me to stay quiet. She then used the same finger, and extended it downward, motioning me to kneel. I did as I was told, which caused her to walk up to me, and take out a ballgag, a collar, and a leash from her pocket. With no trouble, they were on me in seconds.

"Strip." She said, with a quiet, yet still authoritative tone.

I was down to my bare skin faster than I ever had done before, showing off my erect cock for her, with which she starred at delightedly. Once again, she pointed downward, and I was on my hands and hands and knees immediately. 

She bent next to my ear to whisper "Not a so much as a moan."

I clearly couldn't make noise unless it was a moan, with the gag locking my jaw in place. She stood up straight up again, and began tugging on the leash. I started crawling behind her as fast as I could without making noise on the old floors. She led me into the bedroom, the same room I had spent tied up in a week ago. However, this time, the red leather fancy bondage chair equipment was gone, and this time simply replaced with two plain wooden chairs, facing eachother from across the room. One was empty, while the other held Katie bound to it. She was blindfolded, so she couldn't see us, and was most likely unaware of our presence. A gag, made out of a handkerchief tied around her head, squeezing her cheeks tight. She wore a white business shirt, except it was completely unbuttoned, and her breasts were bare. High heels, stockings, and a tight short black skirt were also on display. The skirt did nothing to hide the fact that she was going commando underneath. 

The way she was bound to the chair confused me for a moment. She was tied how you would imagine a person to be tied to a chair, with her legs tied to the chair legs, and her arms tied to the chair arms, except her right arm wasn't. it was tied tightly against her own body, still causing it to be immobile, but also pressing her hand against her skirt. Katherine brought me over to the chair opposite of Katie, and began strapping me in, mirroring her, except without the arm against my body. Katherine then walked in over to her, and dropped the coat, revealing a black corset, with pink ribbon lining it, and pink bows on both breasts and the panties. She leaned into her, and kissed her gagged lips. Katie let out a moan without even being able to see Katherine's choice of lingerie. Suddenly, she reached for the top of Katie's skirt and pulled it down forcefully, exposing her pussy, and also letting Katie's hand, which used to be touching her own skirt, fall into her own crouch. 

Now I understood, it was a position to bind them, but still allow them to masturbate. Even with the new ability to play with herself, and her being clearly horny, Katie didn't move her hand. Katherine stood up and placed a finger between Katie's breasts, then began slowly walking behind her without letting that finger leave her body. After she was standing directly behind her, she reached around and grabbed both of her exposed tits. She began playing with them, much to Katie's joy. Slowly rubbing the nipples and squeezing them, Katie was already moaning.

Gently, Katherine leaned into her ear, and whispered "Start."

Without hesitation Katie began rubbing herself. Massaging her clitoris, and rubbing her labia, her pleasure was unknowable. Katherine continued fondling her breasts, while also kissing and licking her neck, and periodically looking up at me to smile. Seven minutes go by before Katie begins to shake.

"Stop."

Immediately, Katie's hand clenches obediently, but not without letting out a dissatisfied whimper. You could see how much she wanted to start again, but not willing to disobey, she kept it like that. For three minutes, Katherine did nothing but stand, admiring Katie and I's bound bodies.

Finally, she leaned back into her ear, and whispered even softer now, "Start."

Katie's pointed out two fingers and penetrated herself instantaneously. Thrusting in and out, it was clear she was desperate for an orgasm, and wanted nothing more than to reach climax before Katherine said that hated word.

"Stop."

Katie's disappointment was clearer now, almost a pleading, as she closed her fingers back into her hand. It had only taken four minutes now for the trembling of an fourcoming orgasm to start. Katherine takes glee in her torment, and spends five minutes playing more with her breasts. This time when she leans in, she waits before she says anything. It's clear Katie wants to scream, but waits patiently.

"Start."

Katie takes her four fingers and sticks all of them into herself, and then uses her thumb to play with her clit. She's frantic to be able to cum before she hears Katherine say anything. Katherine kneels before her, waiting. It's less than two minutes before Katie starts to shake.

"Stop." She says, and quickly bites one of Katie's nipples to get her point across.

Katie screams through her gag, losing any chance of an orgasm. Even though she knew it was futile, an orgasm was the only thing she could think about. Although, she was too afraid of any punishment given by her mistress to disobey.

"I'm sorry sweetie, I had to. I have a full night planned for us." She then yanks the blindfold off her, revealing me to Katie. "Though I do think you'll like this."

She's right. The moment Katie sees me, a wide grin appears behind her gag. Katherine wasn't lying when she said Katie didn't know I was coming. Her joy is unquestionable as she inspects my naked bound body from afar. 

"Are you two ready?"

"Mmmm."

"Mmmm."

"I'll take that as a yes."

She walks over to me with more rope. At first, she undoes my leg bindings, before ultimately tying my ankles together anyways. Then she undoes my arms, before telling me to raise them high above my head, and ties my wrists to. She stood me up and made me walk to the center of the room. When I say walk, I mean more like hop, considering my ankles bound together. She takes out another piece of rope, and ties one end to my bound wrists, and another to a hook in the ceiling. The rope was way to small, and I had to support myself by my toes. Katherine notices immediately and smiles. She's well aware the experience is not pleasant for me, and decides to torment me further by simply standing in front of my eyes. She then goes over to Katie, undoes her masturbating hand, and ties it to the chair arm.

"Don't want you to get too excited while I'm not looking."

Katie's still looking at me, and I can only assume she's imagining what she would do if she wasn't tied up. Katherine walked behind me without so much as a glance, and headed towards her drawer. All I could hear was her rummaging through it for what seemed like ages. Eventually the sound stopped, and even though I couldn't see what she took out of it, whatever it was made Katie grow even more joyful.

"Katie, we've taught him the ways of pleasure through denial, and I think it's time to show him pleasure through pain."

Pain? I was not told of anything like this, but I felt the same type of curious excitement as the first time I was tied up. Besides, what position was I in to argue? Without warning, Katherine grabbed my right ass cheek and squeezed, causing me to jump slightly. Her nails dug into my skin. Suddenly, what I now know was a leather strap smacked right unto my ass. I jumped a lot higher than I did before on that one, and my eyes grew wide. Once again, she took a cheek into her hand and squeezed, evidently entirely for her own pleasure. SMACK! Another strap. Katie was ecstatic watching me being whipped and having my dick grow larger. SMACK! After that one, she yanked off the ballgag and threw it onto the bed.

"Beg for it." She whispered.

"Please, Mistress!"

SMACK!

"Please, another, Mistress!

SMACK! At this point, I could no longer stay balanced on my toes and was swinging back and fourth with each strap.

"Beg for it!"

"PLEASE! Spank me harder, Mistress!"

And she did. After three minutes, my ass was on fire. I couldn't imagine how red it was. When she was done, she put the ballgag back into my mouth, and walked over to Katie, who looked like she was in Heaven. Katherine proceeded to do the same to her in standing her up and bringing her to the center of the room as she did to me. Now she too, was hung from the ceiling, facing me. We were about the same height, so she also was standing on her toes, which hurt like hell, but you couldn't see it in her face. She kept starring into my eyes, which only made me more erect. We were about a foot and a half apart, and it was impossible to move forward or backward unless you swung yourself, which also wasn't pleasant for your arms. Katherine went back to her drawer, and returned with two pairs of clamps, each with a small chain connect a pair. She dangled them in front of us, and Katie began to moan. Suddenly, she clamped two of them, one from each pair, onto my nipples. I wasn't expecting it, and shot up in pain, to which Katie giggled through her gag. Her nipples aswell, became clamped, so that her nipples were now connected to mine through the small chain. When I say small, I mean small, smaller than the space given between us. The clamps not only pressed down on my nipples, but pulled on them closer to Katie, which I couldn't give into if I tried. She was also in pain, but loved every second of it. I have to admit, so did I.

"Well don't you two look pretty."

Katherine was entranced by us, walking slowly in circles around our suspended bodies. Katie and I were still locked into eachother's eyes. Katherine reached down, and picked up a riding crop I hadn't noticed before. She took it and began circle my cock with it repeatedly. Knowing what was coming, I began to tremble. A quick smack was all it took to jolt my backwards, pulling on the clamps and making Katie let out a yelp. Before I was back on my two feet (or toes), Katherine began circling Katie's pussy with the crop. My eyes wide, my nipples suddenly pull forward before I even realize it had striked a blow on her labia, and I let out the same sound that she did. For twenty minutes, Katherine did this, cherishing every moment of it. She wouldn't let us know at all when she would hit, circling our parts sometimes up to thirty times to leave us in anticipation. If my cock wasn't being smacked, my nipples were being tortured, and if it wasn't either of those, I was shaking in fear. Finally, Katherine ended with a small tug on the chains, and then released the clamps. We both moaned simultaneously as our nipples returned to themselves. Still while we were hanging, Katherine looked at me.

"You know, in our last session together, I really enjoyed when I sat on your face. However, tonight I think I'm in the mood for penetration. I've found the solution to put them together." She said with a smile. 

Returning to her drawer of wonders, she appeared before me with a new gag, one which, on the outside, featured a rubber cock protruding out from where the mouth would be. She replaced my old ballgag with this one. and slowly untied the rope from the ceiling, letting me put my feet on the ground for the first time in an hour. I still had my hands tied above my head, and my ankles bound together, but I had to follow her to the bed. There, she had me lay face up, with the rubber dick gag pointed toward the ceiling, and strapped my hands to the head of the bed, and my feet to the bottom. She did the same with Katie, however, she also laid her on her side, facing me. 

Looking at us, Katherine reached inside her cleavage, and pulled out a small vibrator that she had been hiding in there the entire session. It was the same vibrator I had seen her use on Katie over a week ago, and sure enough, it was for her. Katherine used a small amount of tape to hold it over Katie's wet pussy, as she had lost her panties long ago. Suddenly, I heard a faint buzz. She had turned it onto the lowest setting. It wasn't near enough to get her to climax, but enough to still drive her wild. I felt a huge amount of sympathy for her, over an hour ago, she was just trying to finish masturbating. Katherine now stood above me ontop of the bed. She was facing away towards the bottom of the bed, and had her panties already off, showing me her already wet vagina. Slowly, she began to descend closer to my face, and to the rubber cock. She guided the dick into the lips of her pussy, but stopped before she made it a quarter of the way down onto it. A familiar smack of the riding crop hit my already sore crouch.

"Pleasure me."

I began to move my head up and down, thrusting the cock gag into her. SMACK!

"Harder!"

Faster and faster I went. She stayed at the same elevation with me having to move my face closer into her pussy. Whenever I went up there was a mere moment of my face against her brilliant ass. I wanted to stay there forever, but feared for another smacking. I'm sure she knew that. That was part of the tease, and it drove me insane. Meanwhile, Katie still was forced to watch, while she was desperate for an orgasm but was unable to cum despite the subtle vibrations against her aching pussy. Periodically, Katherine would bring the crop onto my erect, painful, cock, just for the fun of it. Eventually, she began to moan, and moan hard. Soon she would orgasm, and, as foretold, she began to shake. Unavoidably, her pleasure made her weaker, and she collapsed onto my face, enveloping it into her ass. She herself began to bounce up and down onto the gag, to finish, practically screaming from her orgasm. When it was over, she dropped entirely onto my head for several seconds, just sitting there. I couldn't breath, but it was the ass that I was craving since she stood above me, and I relished it. After she climbed off of me, I could once again see Katie, with pleading eyes, forming a puddle next to her quivering pussy.

"Katie, would you like to cum tonight?"

"MMMMMMMMM!"

"Is that a yes?"

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!"

"Well alright."

With that, Katherine reached for a blindfold, and some noise cancelling headphones, putting them on Katie, taking all of her senses but her ability to feel what would come next. She took the remote again, and turned it to it's highest settings. Katie's orgasm moans were immediate. Screams of euphoria poured out from her gag. The moans faded into a mix of satisfaction and gratitude, all being muffled but not misunderstood.

After a few seconds of Katherine not doing anything Katie released a sound of "Mmm?"

Katherine removed the headphones to exclaim "You wanted an orgasm. I'm giving you what you wanted." Before returning them over Katie's ears.

"MMMM! Mmm mmm mmmmm mm!" 

But it was too late. Katherine planned to keep her like this for as long as she wanted, and Katie now knew that. Within the minute, Katie was engulfed in another orgasm. She began thrashing against her binds, and I'm not sure if it was an attempt at escape, a reaction to the orgasm, or both. During the next twenty minutes Katie had at least thirty orgasms. There wasn't a single moment she wasn't rapidly fighting her ropes.

"Her pleas turn me on more than anything on this planet. I can see they do the same for you." Katherine whispered to me, glancing towards my cock.

With her right hand, She reached inside Katie's pussy, (to which Katie squirmed at more), and retracted it covered in her juices. Slowly, she stuck it in her own mouth, letting out a sound of delight, and licked her lips. She sucked on it a little more before grasping my aching cock with her saliva covered hand. She yanked the gag off, and began to stroke. She didn't even start slowly. She jerked it harder than I ever did by myself. 

I was going to orgasm in seconds, before she leaned into my ear, and whispered "...Scream for me." Before sticking my cock in her mouth to finish me off.

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When we were done, it was still only 11:30. Starving, we headed out to look for a cafe open 24 hours.

PART 3 COMING SOON.



Katherine ... and Ken



I met Katherine on the beach one summer's day. The water was blue, the sky was bluer and the sand was as soft as talcum powder. She had been in the sea for a while and was just walking up the beach to her towel and umbrella. She had her head down and the water was dripping into her eyes. I was so busy watching her but purposely bumped into her. Katherine looked up then and I saw those bright green eyes for the first time. I also noticed at the time what a beautiful body she had. 

I apologised and we then went our separate ways. I couldn't get her out of my mind all afternoon.  That evening I decided to visit a café that I had been to previously. I had been to this resort a few times over the years as it was relaxing and no-one called on my time. I could get away from everything for a couple of weeks. 

I walked into the café and stood there looking for a table. Marcus (the owner) came up and greeted me personally and led me to a table near a window. When I got there, I saw that there was someone else sitting there just looking at the scenery outside.  Marcus asked the person if they minded sharing with one of his best customers as it was very busy and he was short of tables.

The customer looked up and I saw that it was the woman I had bumped into at the beach. She smiled and nodded her assent. I thanked her and sat down. Marcus left us with the menu and wine list.

"Hello again, my name is Ken," I opened the conversation.

Hello, my name is Katherine," she replied.

"Well, now that we know each other's names, can I buy you dinner, to make up for that collision today?"

"You don't have to do that, she replied. I should have been watching where I was walking."

"But I want to do this, and I would love to get to know you a little more. I come here nearly every year, but I haven't seen you here before," I replied.

"This is my first time, and I think I will be coming back more often. I really enjoy the beach and the tranquillity," she responded.

The waiter came round and greeted me cordially and asked for our orders.  Katherine ordered a half-dozen oysters on the shell and a Lobster Thermidor; followed by a coffee. I also had some oysters and a Spaghetti Marinara.  After asking Kate if she enjoyed Red or White Wine, I ordered a bottle of Merlot.

While we waited for our food we had a general conversation about our work and social lives. Kate was a Graphic Designer with a large Company in Melbourne. I told her that I was a Certified Public Accountant and had my own business, also in Melbourne. She was also interested in the same types of music as I was, being a mad jazz fan, along with Rhythm and Blues and she also loved Classical music. She tried to attend as many concerts as possible and was pretty well up on the latest crazes.

Unfortunately, my life was a little more staid. Although I loved the same things, I didn't really follow the trends as thoroughly as she did. She pointed out to me a lot of things that I had missed and told me that I needed to get out more. 

"All work makes Ken a dull boy," was her quote. 

We ate quietly through our meal, speaking at intervals. At the end of the night, I knew I had to see this lady again.  I picked up the tab, ignoring her protests. Then I led her outside. 

"Do you feel like a walk along the beach, Katherine?" I asked.

"That would be lovely," she replied.

She slipped her sandals off and carried them over her shoulder, and I did the same and tucked my socks into the shoes and tied them together and slung them across my shoulder. We began to walk along the sand, holding hands, just on the edge of the tide. Not saying anything, just enjoying the feeling of complete quiet. The lapping of the waves and the trickle of the sand as it ran through our toes was so restful.

We walked for about two kilometres and then turned to return. As we turned we were very close and I leaned forward and kissed her on the lips. She slipped her arms around my neck and returned the kiss. Then we just stood and looked at each other and she nodded her head. Not a word had been spoken while this transpired. I knew that she felt the same way as I did.

We returned to the Resort where we were both staying. I asked her if she would like to come in for a nightcap.  She assented and walked with me to my cabin. 

I opened the door and allowed her to precede me. Katherine walked in and turned around. She stretched out her arms and once again our lips met in a searing kiss.

Katherine is 52 but only looked about 40 years old, 5 feet, 10 inches, reddish blond hair, startling bright green eyes, tanned skin tone, medium firm round breasts, with a prominent up-tilt to them, small nipples and small areolas, (this I found out later). She also had a ripped abdomen and a small tight curvaceous muscular ass from all her high school and college cheerleading, exercise routines, as well as years of dance instruction. Katherine alternated her days running five kilometres and lifting weights for an hour daily, not to mention the number of crunches she cranked out twice a day - it would have made a military drill sergeant tremble! 

I later found out what she looked like when she was nude, and when bent over all her womanly charms and tight rosebud were clearly revealed. Katherine had small labia lips and when she was aroused her labia would swell and openly part on their own. She kept her pussy area waxed and shaved with just a small narrow stripe above her pussy. Katherine also had a large pronounced clitoris with an almost non-existent clitoral hood. When aroused, her clitoris became a very visible prominent promontory, "her little man in the boat". Katherine confided to me she had always had chafing issues in this area being so athletic to the extent she had to talk to her obstetrician/gynaecologist about it to figure out how she could manage this.

I had better describe myself at this time.  I was 38 years old, stood at 6 foot, 2 inches, and weighed about 180 kgs. I was a very fit guy who also spent a lot of time at the gymnasium. I had a six-pack and was very muscular. I was also lucky to have a nine inch too.  I wasn't a promiscuous person although I had dabbled in a few affairs. Mainly I liked my own space, most of the time. When I did meet a woman whom I fancied, she was the main priority for the time the affair lasted.

I could see that Katherine was going to be one of those women who would take all my time, and I wanted to give her everything.

I asked her to take a seat and I proceeded to make us a drink, just a couple of after dinner Bailey's and cream and a cup of coffee.

I sat in the chair opposite her and looked at her in the brighter lights of the room. She was everything I had imagined during my thoughts of her of the afternoon. She was bright and bubbly and even though she was older than I, she only looked about 40 years old.

As we sat there I noticed that she was squirming a bit in her chair. 

"Are you alright there, Katherine?" I inquired.

"Yes, I'm fine," she replied.

After finishing our drinks I suggested that I walk her to her own cabin. She stood up and walked over to me.  

"I thought I had come in for a nightcap? Or was I wrong in my assumption?" 

"Well, I was giving you an out, in case you had changed your mind." I retorted.

"I haven't changed my mind, and I think we have wasted enough time with all the frivolities of the evening. I knew when we collided today that I was going to fuck you. So, are we going to get down to the business of the night or not? And call me Kate." She was a very outspoken woman who knew what she wanted.

She walked into the bedroom and began to strip.  I stood in the doorway and watched her. Now we had got this far I wanted to see what else she was willing to do and say. She turned and looked at me – just wearing a red bra and red panties. She didn't have stocking on as she had been wearing sandals earlier. Her breasts were very nice, just enough sag for me to be tempted to take one and then the other in my mouth and suck on them, pulling the nipples in with my lips and gently nipping them with my teeth. My hands caressed her body as we stood there and her skin was as soft as silk. 

I raised my head and bought my mouth to savour her lips once again, still keeping my hands busy on her body. I massaged her back and slid my hands down to her buns and softly rubbed them. Then I let my hands drift around to her pubic regions and felt her warmth and wetness at the junction of her thighs. 

I lifted her and lay her on the bed and slipped out of my clothes and lay down beside her. She climbed onto my lap as I lay there and then moved her body up to my chest. 

"Come up a little higher babe, I want to lick that wet pussy of yours." I told her.

She wriggled up a little further so that her cunt was sitting right in line with my mouth and my tongue just flicked out and touched her clitoris; she jumped, but then settled down again and encouraged me to continue.

After about ten minutes, Kate then turned around and placed her face down over my cock and balls. She began to lick and stroke my length with her tongue, then took it slowly into her mouth sucking it deep. She eventually got it to a deep-throat position,  this was the first time I had experienced this and I was frightened I would choke her. I tried to pull out but she would not allow it and kept sucking me until I knew that I would explode right there.  I felt it coming up from my balls and into my rod and finally erupted into her mouth.  Wonder of wonders, she swallowed the lot.. 

I knew I had met my match with this lady. I thought I had better give her the same treatment and see if I could make her cum so that I could swallow all her fragrant juices. I knelt up and moved her so that she lay back on the bed and placed myself between her legs.  I lowered my face and my mouth gently nibbled on her warm and very wet vulva. I worked my tongue around her upper thighs and then down to her pulsing lips. She was so ready for this,  her nectar was already oozing from her love hole. I wanted to drink of these juices so kept teasing her vulva and then gently sucked the small hood of her clitoris up and off her 'little boy in the boat' and proceeded to suckle it steadily for about fifteen minutes until she was writhing and squirming under me. She eventually let me have a mouthful of her precious nectar.



After about ten minutes, I lifted her onto my stomach again and sat her directly over my cock. She reached down and placed my throbbing muscle at the entrance of her wet pussy. Before I could think, she slid down and drove herself onto my stiff, solid shaft. I glided right up until I could feel the opening to her womb.  I gasped with pleasure and she sighed, "Oh yes, fuck me with your hot dick. I want you so bad."  She was bucking up and down and there was nothing I could do but join her in the ride. 

I could feel the tension as the glands engorged with blood. Kate's cunt was milking me with hot fluid strokes and I couldn't hold back. I grabbed her breasts and squeezed them as I started ramming into her without abandon. She had continued popping up and down and screaming, "Yes, fuck me, fuck me, I need that big dick to fuck me."

My eruption came out of nowhere and I clamped her hips with my hands and embedded my shaft as deep into her as I could, inside her body. Shot after shot of hot semen sprayed into her pussy and womb and I was helpless to stop the flow. At last, I released my hold on her hips and she fell over my chest and hugged me and started kissing me gently. Her tongue played with mine as we slowly cooled down. I could feel our combined fluids leaking onto my balls.

She held my shrinking member tightly inside her body and continued squeezing it with her internal muscles. Kate's love muscles were strong and tight and rippled along my penis like electric shocks. She pushed herself up and spread her legs wider to engulf me deeper and I began to grow again with the movement. Slowly my worm began to swell inside her and as it penetrated her depths, she began to make longer grinding motions, which increased my growth further.

I thought to myself, 'here we go again.' 

I decided that I was going to be in control this time. I levered myself and turned her over at the same time. Then I started to ram that pussy as hard as I could. Kate kept up with my rhythm and after about ten or fifteen minutes, we both knew that there was going to be another huge eruption.  I slowed down and continued to pump my cock deep into her cunt and we both blew at the same time. Pompeii was never like this.  It took us about fifteen minutes to even begin to breathe normally.  

I rolled off Kate, and looked into her flushed face. 

I said, "I only hope that we can see each other when we get back to Melbourne. Tell me this is not just a one-night stand.  I don't think I have every enjoyed a night like this."

"Oh Ken, I am glad that you have enjoyed this time with me, as far as I am concerned I am available to you at any time in Melbourne."

Well, after two weeks of recreation at the Resort, we both returned to Melbourne. I am glad to say that at this stage, we have been seeing each other at least every second night for six months and I think I will be planning a more permanent situation very soon.  Just hope she says 'Yes'.



Katherine and Steven's Get away



We were so looking forward to this weekend getaway. Glenn Meadows was very rustic, secluded and very romantic. Steven hadn't had a vacation even though this was a weekend we were still excited. Him being the provider made sure he shopped for food. I looked at the food being placed into coolers. We could feed a third world nation. Steaks, pork chops, Salmon. Veggies, fruit we remembered a small Mom and pop grocery close to our turn off.

"Steven I don't see anything else we could possibly need. Not food wise." I grinned as I came up behind him to squeeze his tight buns.

"That's the plan Katherine take care of the basic and we can be free to play." He winked as his hands reached around and squeezed my ass.

We had already lost some time he had to work later than we planned. If his hands and mine didn't get off each other's asses. We could count on leaving in the morning.

He twisted around lifting my face to his to kiss me lightly. I closed my eyes for the sensuality of being kissed with anticipation promised. I decided on a summery dress that wrapped around fastening with only two hooks. He chose to wear shorts his calves were distracting me.

"Well, Katherine its all packed let's get out of here." Steven swept me into his arms.

"Steven I'm so excited to see this place again. Being with you in the wilderness." I laughed at the thought.

Our drive was beautiful. As soon as the city fell away. The distance from one town to another became longer. The scenery was hopelessly romantic. As dusk was falling we fell quiet lost in our thoughts. Then the trees became guardians of the hills. Sentries to keep the busy city from coming in. They were magnificent, having them so close. I felt protected, Steven was at my side. Nothing could happen to us now.

The roads became narrowed and twisting. We finally saw the grocery store. Dimly lit we weren't sure they were open. We found out they were. Steven purchased more food. I laughed at his mind focused on food. I stood outside watching the magical fire flies zipping all around me. Then I heard a rustle and I jumped opening the door as Steven was leaning to come out.

He almost lost his balance. I was shaking, which Steven saw immediately.

"What's the matter sweetheart?" Steven asked alarmed.

"Noise, I heard noise." I could only say.

"Sweetheart we are in the woods. Noise is normal, Come on lets get to the cabin." Steven said smiling at me.

Steven pulled me to him, I snuggled into him glad he was here. He placed his hand on my thigh. Drumming his fingers upon my bare thigh. I forgot the noise, I only knew Steven was playing with fire. I had been wanting him the last one hundred miles. He was playing the piano on my thigh. I was trembling.

"Oh Katherine are you cold?" He grinned cocky.

"Steven isn't that our cabin straight in front of us?" I pretended not to know he wanted me to admit I wasn't cold.

Stopping and getting everything inside was easy we carried large loads. It was cleaned, fresh flowers cut on the dining table. Steven placed the food in the refrigerator and cabinets. I went about looking at the views. Thousands of stars were glimmering, bright diamonds showering their light for us. We were so lucky.

"Katherine.. Katherine you haven't answered. What would you enjoy for dinner?" Steven asked seriously.

I kept my back towards him slipping my fingers down to my waist. I unclasped my dress. Slowly I turned as I got face to face to him I opened my dress. I was naked as the day I was born. Smiling I looked him in the eyes.

"Dinner, well let me see is there anything you want?" I grinned.

His face went pale, his tongue wiped his lips. I saw his cockiness go away. He was clear across the cabin. I knew he could bound over the sofa and be at me in a matter of seconds. His brow broke out in sweat. His eyes narrowed as he looked me straight in the eyes. He loosened his belt, unzipped his shorts they fell to the floor. We were at an impasse.

"Katherine come here to me?" Steven asked softly.

I shook my head no and stood there. His smile broke out into a grin. His walking towards the living area made my stomach weak. I felt once he got to me he was going to have to spank me. I got so excited, so many feelings were running through my mind. I closed my eyes, I was nervous he was close I could smell his scent. I felt his hand caress my face.

"Katherine you know you should have came to me." He whispered quietly.

My body was shaking anticipating the first touch. He bent me over the sofa softly rubbing my ass. Speaking to me in whispers, kissing me tenderly. I was tensing he only rubbed my ass more softly.

"Whack"

I felt the sting of his hand spanking my ass. I was almost thrown forward. I stayed standing though I wasn't going to let him know how much it hurt. His hand returned caressing my ass. Wiping his mouth where his hand print was embedded by now.

"I see your wet, Katherine. I love you wet. You will cum when I spank you again."He said with passion. 

Steven picked me up sat down on the sofa. Lifting the dress up he had me across his lap. He started rubbing my ass, I started to squirm. He liked that he was afforded the view of my wet pussy being wet as it opened. My pussy opened and closed winking at his handsome face.

"Whack"

I screamed out his hand immediately.

"Whack"

Started to rub my ass softly. His lips kissed my ass tenderly. He was finished with my punishment. Cradled me into his arms, he softly kissed my lips and face. I responded with tears streaked face. Hungrily wanting his softness. His cock was rock hard, dripping of precum.

"I love you Katherine." Steven whispered in my ear as his lips found mine.

I was enjoying the after care of being punished. His hands were tender his lips found mine willing to give into him. He allowed his hand to travel down my bare stomach and land upon my mound. I was anticipating his next move. Slipping his fingers into my slit his middle finger slid in effortlessly. I moaned being covered by his mouth.

He started to slowly twitch it, finding my g spot. I was eagerly waiting for his fingers to own my pussy.

The first stroke was feather light. I shivered, excited by the finger play. I took my hand covered his and pressed it harder. His laughter rang out in the walls of the pine cabin.

"Oh Katherine, patience my pet." Steven said grinning from knowing I was wanting him.

I laid there my mind was trying to get his cock to penetrate me. I managed to move rather quickly spreading my thighs out over his. His cock was bouncing around as though it was saying "Put me in coach, I can fuck her."

"Now Steven, how about some pussy pounding? I want you, baby. Please, please? I

need your cock inside of me, now." I pleaded near tears.

Steven was losing his resolve I placed my pussy directly above that handsome cock.

I started making circles with my hips, barely above the head of his noble shaft. His eyes were watching the hips moving. He grabbed my back, shoving me down forcefully as his hips took off like a rocket off the launch pad.

"Oh Steven yes. Yes! Yes! I need you to fuck me." I gasped.

His pelvis was shoving it home. Making each motion count.

"So you need fucked Katherine? How's this?" He whispered as he plunged back inside.' Or this? you like this?" He laughed as he fucked me harder slipping a finger in my ass.

My brain was disconnecting he was making me lose my inhibitions. I only wanted him in every hole I had. I wanted his body to power fuck me. Piston pumping. My eyes

kept rolling back in my head. I heard screams I assumed was mine. I felt constant motion, Steven was fucking me every way he could think.

Moving me like a rag doll. He tossed me on my back. Grabbed my body turned me as he pressed my face down. He entered me with force rocking his hips. I fell off the sofa he didn't care. He slid down and kept assaulting me. Grinding me into the floor.

I felt his body changing. Back straightened, knees digging into the floor. Thighs were so tight, ass was tucked in fucking me to the hilt. His upper body was shaking, his cries were coming out softly moaning. I felt his stomach tighten rigid, pressing into my pussy.

"Ohhh my God Katherine I am cumminng noww!" Steven hollered as he let out a scream like a wounded animal caught in a trap.

"Me tooooooo......" I joined into his orgasm.

Our bodies twisted, teased, turned wrong side out. Every action caused a reaction. The screaming was blending into one loud scream. We collapsed legs and arms swinging all over the place. I laid my head upon his shoulder. His finger wiped away a tear. Kissing me softly. 

"Steven I think I'm hungry now." I laughed.

"Oh, Katherine you got me laid out here without legs to stand on. What are you hungry for?" Steven teased.

"Do we have some peanut butter?" I innocently asked.

Steven got onto his elbows, looking me in the face. Pretending to be upset.

"I have half a cow, pork and you want peanut butter?" He said with a little amount of miff in his voice.

I smiled tilting my head down and looking up at him thru my hair. He was smiling back at me. He nuzzled my neck and we kissed. He suddenly stood up grabbing my hands. We walked towards the kitchen hand in hand. Neither one of us heard a rustling sound outside our window.

Sitting on the stools around the island in the kitchen, Steven managed to fry some bacon up. We shared our dreams for this trip. I was looking forward for the fishing. Not that I had caught any fish. Steven was telling me in detail how to hook a fish. We talked until we finished our sandwiches. He put his arm around me we made the walk up the central staircase. I leaned my head on his broad shoulder.

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The sun broke over the steep hills slicing through the limbs of the tree's. Dancing upon the grass and the wild flowers. The slight wind made the sun beams bounce across the lake. We stepped into the shower playing playfully. Nothing serious just being close. We dried each other off, I went about putting on a short beach cover. Tied my hair up so it would be out of my way. Steven wanted to show me fishing.

We packed a lunch basket grabbed a blanket. Steven wore shorts and a crisp yellow shirt. As for me I wanted to try the water so I didn't dress. Just tied two scarves in strategic places. Walking to the beach we caught sight of some big fish. Steven was beginning to walk faster. I was running to keep up. We had everything done and ready to cast out the reels.

"Katherine its a wrist action. Just watch my wrist." Steven was focused.

I looked at his wrist saw his gold watch and thought how sexy that was. It laid next to his natural dark skin. His trim waist was more so with his shirt stuffed into his shorts.

Only hearing the water did my eyes look towards the water. There it was his bobber standing up so proudly. A grin a mile wide on his face.

"Now Katherine you watched all that. You can do it too. Bring your arm back when you feel it you allow it to move fluidly past you. Watch your line, you will feel the water suck it down." He said so serious.

I hadn't looked so I was going to have to fake it all. First I raised my pole straight over my head. I closed my eyes and threw it out I could hear the reel spinning. Then quietness. Except Steven laughing so hard. That pissed me off. I looked for my bobber didn't see it. Steven was trying to calm down his laughter. He pointed up in the tree above my head. Sure enough the bobber was swaying in the wind. The line was tangled to every branch.

I was so embarrassed, I started to cry. Steven came running and pulled me to him. He was patting my back soothing my heart. We both hear the water break, that fish looked like a whale. It broke next to Steven's line. Then his line started being dragged into the lake.

"Katherine get my pole. Don't let go of it. I'll be right there." He shouted trying to get untangled from my line.

My hands were shaking the pole was bending. I was scared, what if that fish had gotten hooked. I just knew he would be mad. I got excited, it broke surface it was the big fish.

"Hurry Steven it's the big one." I shouted knowing he would run to pull it in.

He finally cut himself free. The sequence next was going to be debated for years. He walked fast, not ran towards me. I heard his speaking but panicked and didn't hear anything he said. He said, "Just for me to hold steady" I felt the pole bending in half.

So I did what was natural I landed this fish.

I closed my eyes yanked that pole. Like I was pulling a molar out and the fish came flying out. Steven screams were echoing I'm sure to the Mom and Pop's grocery.

"Katherine Angeline, you are doing it wrong" Steven said rattled.

The sound of skin hitting skin caused me to open my eyes. The fish was slapping Steven in the face. His face was so shocked it was my turn to laugh.

"Katherine Angeline this isn't funny." Steven said sternly.

I muffled my laughter I thought it was funny. Steven was by the numbers stodgy at some things. Steven allowed the fish to flop on the ground. His yellow shirt was brownish. He started to walk towards me. I don't know why I started backing up I wasn't feeling the ground but it was starting to slope.

Splash .. Splash ..

The water was so cold it was like a million pins sticking me all at once. I saw my scarves get whipped away I was fighting for air. Being a spring fed lake it was ice blue clear. I looked at the surface and Steven was screaming.

"Katherine, I'm coming." He shouted.

When he jumped into the water, he swore later his cock shriveled crawled into his stomach. His balls felt like they could shatter off.

"Oh my God Katherine. Jesus it's so cold so damn cold. Are you okay?" Steven said teeth chattering.

I swam to him and hugged him without trying to pull him under. My lips were blue, his were colorless. We were together being alone and it had to be hilarious once we had time to think.

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He got the cover covered me first. "So I suppose you truly never been fishing before today?" Steven smiled.

"No, it didn't look hard you made it look like it was as easy as one-two-three." I laughed.

"It's a little tougher than that Katherine. Are you warming up? I swear my balls will never resurface!" Steven laughed until tears came flowing out of his eyes.

We set there I was listening to his heart. It seemed to say my name Katherine over and over. The blanket was getting warm, I let it slip off my shoulder a little.

"Looks like somebody took a dip?" The man's voice was such a shock.

Steven shifted his weight in the position of protection.

"I, am sorry we didn't hear you come down to the river. We didn't expect and know of company." Steven said matter of fact.

Steven kept his hands on my shoulders, I was nude.

"I'm sorry I'm Rash, Reverend Rash Mom and dad's said we had new guest." He stood for a moment then made gesture to move on.

"Well, thank you for dropping by. We are fine, fishing, swimming. Katherine it's our 30th anniversary." Steven laughed. 'Actually we have been married thirty years." Steven was smiling but making no move to shake hands with Reverend Rash.

So I brought out one long slender arm and shook his hand. He had no doubt I was naked. I had no care he knew. Steven watched him walk around the boulders.

"Katherine, you didn't have to show him you were nude." He said a little miffed.

"I couldn't be inhospitable. He is a man of the cloth." I said in my defense.

"Yes, with a hard on that looked like a third leg." Steven said as he pushed me back.

Steven was going to take me there. He unwrapped my body and started licking me with determination. Running my long fingers in his hair I kept mashing his face with each orgasm. We forgot the outdoors, his eyes told me he saw nothing past my breast. At this point I could care who saw the wild abandonment wanton woman that was getting my tits ready for serious play.

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I took my cum and spread it around my breast, he watched with hunger in his eyes.

I even sucked my fingers, giving an invitation for Steven to devour my breasts. His first teeth marks made me shiver. His licking his allowing my breast to slip out drove me so fucking crazy. Naturally my hands went to his balls. They had come back down so I rubbed them with tenderness. Hearing Steven moaning as he bit me I knew he was in Nirvana. We had learned to fuck each other to the ultimate. Action for reactions. Touches for touches. We were a little older but I knew spreading my legs for his eyes only. Would only ignite us to explode into subspace. It wasn't the orgasm, it was the journey. The tongue play, the finger play, it was making up as we went.

We were in nature and we were in no hurry. Who would be around to watch his fat, hard cock open my every opening?