4 comments/ 33761 views/ 13 favorites My Cute Little Goth Girl Ch. 01 By: naive_rose_corsette How does one come to explain the nature of a girl who's only 19? Some may say she's a little wild, she'd definitely like to know a whole lot about the world, she should always be happy. But something was longing in Delair's heart, she felt the need to explore things, but to her all the exploring was never enough. How can I explain her for you? We'll go by looks first and move on from there. Dela (as her friends referred to her) was a somewhat slender girl who stood about, maybe 5'? She was a tiny little thing, with slightly small B cup breasts, big enough for a handful, and definitely not an eye sore, but they definitely weren't back breaking. She had a small bulge of maybe 2 lbs of fat on her stomach, and a small, round, ample bottom. I wasn't kidding when I said this girl was tiny. Naturally blond, a mash of blue and purple streaks to clash into it, and beautiful navy blue eyes would just about top it all off. But to describe the artwork on this girl's body, it was the thing that first caught my eye and I'll never forget it to this day. The small white roses that decorated her wrists and the back of her neck, symmetrical crosses on each breasts, tiny black wings on her shoulder blades, and what seemed like a name tattooed across the small of her back I would later come to realize was a small set, 2 stars and a moon in the middle. Dela was standing in the middle of the mall, a stunning sight in a small spaghetti strap shirt and long baggy pants, with silver chains hanging from a belt loop to a D ring quite near the back of her knees. She was one of those 'typical goth' looking girls, and here I was, not the most handsome man in the world, standing in my black slacks and a green dress shirt, after I'd just gotten off of work at the office. I'm sure now you're pining for a description of me aren't you? Fine, fine you've worked it out of me, so here goes, I'm about 5'11 or 6', shaggy black (naturally a brunette) hair tied back into a pony tail given my previous years in college, I'd also fallen into that 'typical goth' category. Oh and I'm a little bit fit (in other words kind of skinny but enough muscle to support my demeanor), but not overwhelmingly so, with broad shoulders, and dark brown eyes. I'd gone to college for network administrating, and 'a lot of the other computer stuff us nerdy kids do'. I was getting paid pretty high dollar from the company I was working for, in a Supervisory position no less. Oh and I was only 26. I don't know how I got that job, but without it I really probably wouldn't be where I am today... and now I'm reminiscing let's continue shall we? I walked past her as her puny little 5'3 boyfriend was sitting in the chair across from the one she was standing behind. "I FUCKING HATE YOU!" and the normal break up obscenities as she walked away from him towards the open path, heading towards what looked like the bookstore. I followed her, I couldn't help it, I wanted to meet her. I watched her, as I picked up a magazine, not bothering with which one, flipped it open and stared on. She'd snuggled herself into an empty corner table and threw her book bag on the table pulling out what could have possibly been one of the best books I've read in my life (unfortunately I won't mention a title because I really don't feel like having anyone sue the real writer of this tale... LOL! it's a BDSM book of which I totally adore...), which I only got to after we met, but I'll continue. She pulled on the little book tab and popped it open onto what I'm guessing was the story she was on or one that she just admired, I never asked her about it, so I'm not sure. As she was reading a blush came upon her face, and to make things a little more revealing about this naughty little girl, her left hand had completely disappeared. To my complete surprise as I came closer to see, she had found a way to hide it in her pants enough to be masturbating right there in the store!!! Oh god, I was fucking amazed, as I watched a small lump appear and then disappear right behind the cloth. The expression on her face, that's what finally got me, her face was gawking down at the book as she held back from moaning and completely red. She was practicing a little self humiliation and because of it, I seemed to be as well. I hid to try and gain composure as I walked back to put the magazine down, and making sure to take my time, when she was finally 'done'. I walked over towards her and put my hand on her shoulder. "Do you normally do that in such a public area?" Her face went pale as she looked over shoulder, ripping her hand from her pants, which I'd had no idea she still had down there. "I'm sorry, Sir, I'll remove myself from the store" looking completely bummed. "No, No, No, Dear, I don't work here, I just wanted to catch your attention before someone who did." "Oh well, fucking thanks, I don't need your god damn help though." She said as she stood up shoving the book back into her bag and turning on her heel, her nose stuck up as she went to walk away. "Sit." I commanded. She did just that and almost immediately, as my hand met her shoulder again. "What's this book, little one?" "Um... um... ------------" She stuttered almost astounded that my voice was so calm, but so demanding. "Well it sounds perfect. Would you mind if I borrowed it? I'll give you my number, you can call it right now just to check, and I assure you you'll get it right back." I couldn't believe the things that were coming out of my mouth as I'd only done the Dom thing with a few ex girlfriends, and this young strange girl was so quick to adhere to my commands. "Um... s..sure..." she pulled it back out and I gave her my card, as she handed me the book and I walked away. That night I'd read the beautiful stories filled within, but I can't tell you how tight my pants were for those next 4 days. Glenda called. Her normal bullshit, I couldn't fucking take it anymore, I hung up on her after a screaming match which lasted 15 whole minutes and then I just told her... "No more of your stupid fucking bullshit, don't expect me to call you ever, and don't you ever fucking call me you stupid whore." Glenda was the most annoying bitch in the world. I still don't know how that one lasted over 6 months without me sending her straight to the damned nut house. Oh and to make things worse she'd been cheating on me over the last 5, so she never wanted sex anyways. I opened the book back up after work, I couldn't take it anymore, I was so god damned horny I pulled out my cock and started fucking myself. At least my right hand was always faithful, bi (LOL), but faithful none the less... it always did what I wanted to anyway. As I was reading this story and jerking myself off I kept putting Dela in the girls place. I kept calling her my little slut, in the back of my head. And I blew all over my god damned pressed pants. So I pulled my pants off and threw them over my shoulder into the hamper. Turning around in my computer chair I stared at my blank bed. My phone's ring tone was going off and I started randomly humming the tune, when I realized I needed to answer that. "Glenda I told you not to fucking call me so you assume it means call me after work so you can harass me some more?!?" I was highly pissed, I didn't bother looking at the number first. "Um... he...hello, Conner?" It was a sweet little 19 year old voice, and I immediately recognized it, but to pretend keeps the mind gaming going doesn't it? "I'm sorry who is this?" "Um, well I don't think... um you even asked m...my na..name that day, but I'm Dela, the girl you sort of stole the book from?" She said nervously. "Oh yea, well if you want it you can drop by my house. I don't plan on going out the rest of the day so it's the only chance you really have at getting it back today." and I cited the address to her. She pulled up in a small black Nissan Sentra. A small knock, and I had already dressed in my day clothes, which was an old black band t-shirt and some jeans, "Come on in, I'll be right there." As I walked into the room she'd just sat down on my couch, wearing a red and black velvet corset, and dressy looking skirt, it'd taken her hours to look like that, what with her hair in Claudia curls and her nails freshly scenting the room, obviously just painted, make up warn light, but god it was fucking gorgeous. She sort of smiled as she looked around. I walked over and reached my hand out. "Conner Dayleonh Macky" I smiled as she returned, "Delair Kiten", still looking nervous. I handed her the book, and expected her to leave shortly thereafter, but she sat there looking around. It wasn't the greatest looking apartment, but it was very much in my taste. "Can I do something else for you little one?" Her nerves seemed a little shaken at my sudden voice in what was only about 2 minutes of silence, still I stir her pretty well. "S...Sir, I was wondering... w...w...why... where you... watching me?" I had to laugh as I walked into the kitchen and pulled down two glasses, looking back in the mirrored wall in front of me to catch a glimpse at her response to it. I poured out some water for her, and as for my drink, cola of course. I walked back into the room and handed her the glass sitting down in a chair that was near to the couch, I didn't want to make her uncomfortable. "Darling... sweetheart, you must not know how gorgeous you really are." I sighed and lifted the glass to my lips taking a sip and setting it down on the table between us. "So how long have you been into the lifestyle, or are you just a fan of the books?" But the silence rang out as she stared at the floor. I repeated my question with a little more authority in my voice. "Well... I've... been reading about it since I was probably... 16?" She took a sip of water and then brought it down so that her hands meet as she gripped it tightly. "But I've barely dabbled into... true play... and I can't say... well... I can... it complete turns me on, and I'm drawn to it like a moth to the light... I suppose you could say." A smile met my mouth as she was looking down into her glass now sweating from the ice melting within, I took another sip. "Stand up for me, I want you to slip that skirt off for me and show me the panties you're wearing underneath", and she stood, but was hesitant to move forward as she'd managed to get so far as to hook her thumbs into the long black skirts hem, before eying me again. "I won't ask twice." I announced to her. The skirt fell to a pool at her feet. To my surprise and sudden laughter, it was pink, this pink lacy pair of 'boy shorts', which seemed like some twisted fantasy she must have had matched those panties. Her face was red, but I moved forward none-the-less. Walking behind her to pull the strings of her corset until they were loose enough for it to slip right off. She pulled it up over her head and as I pressed my hand into her shoulder forcing her to her knees, I knew I'd found my little slut. I'd been dying to get into it more, and she was my release. Walking in front of her, looking down into her beautiful cleavage, her face was almost a cherry red now, a good difference from her milky white skin. Her pink underwear I admit was the most amusing part. "Do you want me to train you?" She looked up at me and it was as though her eyes lit up. I sat down. "We'll see how you take to punishment first..." My Cute Little Goth Girl Ch. 02 "Do you want me to train you?" She looked up at me and it was as though her eyes lit up. I sat down. "We'll see how you take to punishment first..." I wasn't in a rush, but I could see that she was staring at me, with a new kind of hope. Like something in her life had now been fulfilled. I gave her a couple slaps. She seemed to wince, and now, as I couldn't help but, notice, her panties were beginning to darken in that curious little area. "Bend over for me, holding on to the cushion in my chair." I moved as so she could get to. And she did so, as quickly as possible. I pulled the belt from the belt loops in my jeans, they were getting tight anyway as the bulge in my pants increased in size. "I'm going to spank you with this belt, and I want you to count. After each number I want you to say 'Thank you, Master'" as I stared on at her beautiful behind, her panties seemed to soak with her increasing arousal. I moved behind her and started to softly stroke her ass. She wriggled impatiently as I gave her a couple warm up smacks to the bottom with my hand. "Or maybe I shouldn't, you can't seem to wait for it with patience. You don't seem to want it enough." "NO, no, no! Please no, please spank me I beg you, Master!" She sat up on her knees and pressed her palms together as if she were praying to me. I grabbed her and put her back over the cushion. "I didn't tell you to move, slut, I will spank you on my own time and you will be patient for it." Her meek reassurance to do as I said was enough for me. I drew the belt back and began to spank that sweet, supple ass. As she counted for me and thanked me for each one, my cock only grew in size, I almost grew wet myself due to the precum emitting from the tip. I finally stopped as she began to cry, her body trembling as if she were almost at orgasm, but I wasn't about to give her her release. The juicy wet liquid free flowing across the back of her thighs was so tempting, but sex is a reward, I recalled to myself, she'd be honored to have my big cock in that tight snatch of hers. I pulled her up so that her ass was forced against the back of her heels as she whimpered, catching her breath and I sat down in front of her. My legs spread so that she could see it, the bulge in my tight jeans. "See what you've done to me, girl?" She was staring. "Yes, Master, could I....?" Her eyes were glistening. "C...can I sit on it.... and please you, Master?" But I shook my head. She seemed disappointed. "Don't be so eager, you'll earn the right to sit on this cock or have none at all." She was smiling a little as I said that. "We need to come to some agreement here, before we truly get into this. Do you understand that?" She nodded. "You can come over when I'm not working and we'll train, after you go home I want you to speak to me on the phone about your desires, what you want to come of this, if you want to give me complete control to be as my true slave and what not. If we decide we like the arrangement we'll discuss further options and conditions for you. Will you agree to this?" She nodded again. "If you are so eager to please me, girl, you'll unzip and suck my cock." Her eager little fingers met the button on my pants and worked it through the hole, and soon my zipper met it's end. She retrieved my full erection from within my boxer shorts and let it free. Her sweet little lips soon met the tip as her tongue lavished drool over it. I can't begin to tell you how good that pierced tongue of hers felt to my sensitive end. She slowly pushed her mouth down over the head as the little metal ball of the tongue ring pressed into my already pressured veins in the stem of my cock. I groaned as her lush mouth swallowed me down and then sucked with quite some pressure back to the tip, meanwhile her tongue danced over each and every inch. I'm not a lengthy man with only 7' and maybe another half inch, but I was told my width was what drove all of my girls wild. She was precise with each stroke into her gaping hole and soon I was pressing back. Fucking her precious little mouth with all of my man hood, I slowly reached my hand through her hair and gripped it tight. Pushing my cock deeper than it seemed she could receive it. But she seemed to love it as she would gag and then moan. The moan caught me at a shock. I was deep-throating her and then this sudden vibration hit my shaft. I could no longer hold back. I started to fuck her mouth harder, her moaning only grew louder around my member. And then I came inside that mouth. And like a good little girl she tried swallowing it all and when she pulled her head back, she had some coming from the corners of her smile, in which she had that sneaky little tongue retrieve as she moaned to the taste. "Good Girl." I said as I softly slapped at her tits. "Go Home, now we have a lot to talk about. I want you ready for me tomorrow." She got up and recalled the placement of her clothing, quickly retrieving it and putting each piece on carefully. I helped her get the corset laced back up before I made my last command for the day. "I want you to leave your panties on my coffee table, and walk home without them on." "Yes, Master!" She said sliding her hand up her skirt and pulled them from the billowing cloth, placing them nicely on the table. She pulled her backpack over her shoulder and turned towards the door. "Master, I will call you tonight, I will be a good girl all for you." She assured me and as I nodded she left. My Cute Little Goth Girl Ch. 03 "Master, I will call you tonight, I will be a good girl all for you." She assured me and as I nodded she left. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . The shower, as I had anticipated, was warm and soothing. I couldn't tell you how much I thoroughly enjoyed that first day. As I toweled off in the bedroom and threw the clothing into the hamper, later finding a comforting meal and then escape to my computer, the phone finally ringing as I was reading through my favorite erotic literature website. It was the same quiet, excited little 19 year old voice on the other side. "Master?" she seemed to coo. "Yes, Dela, how was the rest of your day?" We had a pleasant conversation about her cozy 2 bedroom apartment and her strange roommates. When I say cozy though, she shared half a room with another couple and another room was filled with a bunk bed of two girls and another bed with another couple, she was crammed. She helped me to understand that she couldn't afford rent alone and that her friends were all pretty tight and it made the rent much much less with 6 other people in the same apartment because it seemed like some of the other college students did. They seemed to share 3 computers and only one was privately stashed in her bedroom so 'masturbation is difficult' and she told me how extremely aroused she truly was. We decided to go over a list of her own do's and don'ts, things she imagined she'd love doing, and things she couldn't imagine ever doing. So I found where my limits were set, however most of the things she listed as a don't were things I myself couldn't imagine and would never do either. We spoke at length how sex could be both rewarding or punishing, and I set a rule that she was never to cum without my permission not even by herself. She whined to me at some length how it was impossible, that she needed to masturbate. "Save it, you can cum for me, I will control your sex entirely, or did you not understand that that's what you'd be giving up, that your entire sexuality would be mine to control?" "Well... No I knew, but... Master, please don't take that from me, please." she begged. "You can earn it." I smirked to myself as I knew she was growing wet from my restriction. In fact, after I realized I knew, she told me she was going into the bathroom to clean herself because her panties were now smelling of it. I grew myself, and as I pulled up pictures and began touching myself I let her hear my grunts to these portrait sluts. She begged me to touch herself there in that bathroom, I let her because I wanted to hear her moaning. Fucking myself to explosion and then telling her to stop and save it, only seemed to make her beg more and more... That begging was what kept my dick hard. I told her our conversation was over, she'd wait for what tomorrow would hold. She gave me a pleasant fare well, thanking me for letting her touch herself, even if she couldn't get off. ........................................................... I got off work to see that bitch waiting at my apartment. "Glenda get the fuck out of my yard." Dela walked past her, her delicate little figure decorated beautifully with a cute short little pin stripe and dolly skirt dress, legs full out in fishnet and a darling little choker. Her arms wrapped around my right and she kissed my cheek. "Who the fuck is she?" Glenda blurted out her face red with angry jealousy. "She is my pet." I said with an utmost sense of pride. "I am his doll." She said as she quietly rested her head on my shoulder. "Oh so your playing those games is it? Fucking mind fuck crazy games." Glenda stomped back to her car and drove off. I turned to walk into the apartment with Dela clinging to my arm. "Sit" I told her. Now the one thing I can say before I continue, Glenda never came back, except maybe one time to get what was left of her shit that hadn't already been thrown in the trash. The dolly dress was driving me crazy, but the moment I asked her to relieve me of it, my dick was so hard I took off my pants to relax. A corset with uncovered top (her breasts in full view), trashy little garters, cute lacy boy shorts and the stockings, I hadn't noticed before, had a bow at the top of each thigh. I tied her wrists behind her back. Pulled a ball gag from an old private collection still brand new, and pushed it into that sexy mouth of hers. I rummaged through her little back pack. A dildo? What a score, it was time to test my toy of her ability to hold out without orgasming. I first pulled her hair, and then burned her with candle wax. She shivered and her arousal was again a scent in the air. I threw her over my lap spanking her on her ass, and then moved my hands over her thighs. SMACK! Her own juice betrayed her. It increased the pain. I smacked her thigh again. The glitter of her wet was so thick as I slipped my finger up between her legs teasing her clitoris, labia, and little ass hole. My finger slightly delving into the star. I sat her on her knees. Grabbing and kneading the beautiful mounds of her chest, fingers softly grazing the hardening nipples. She moaned and pouted and her hips swayed with hot want. Wanting to feel my cock deep within her sweet little sex. I pulled the gag from her mouth. "Say it slut, beg me to fuck you." My voice hot with desire as hers was almost slurring with much the same. "Mas...ter... " She groaned. I pinched her nipple hard pulling it away from the soft plump bulb. "MASTER! Please, fuck me, take me." She strained. "And what if I want to fuck your ass?" My eyebrow was quirked, as she moaned to my statement her legs seemed to spread more. "Yes, Master, fuck my ass! I wish nothing more than to be your ass slut right now Master! Please, please, please, Master fuck me!" She begged. I shoved the soft rubber cock into her mouth, as from my extensive tools set out on the coffee table, I grabbed the lube. I squeezed some into my hand as the other fucked her mouth with the rubber cock. I ran the lube down her crack and around her anus. Softly massaging the orifice with my fingers, I slowly pushed one into the tight opening. My finger moved slowly at first and then faster in and out of her asshole. Adding another finger, fucking her slow as I pursued the addition and then faster as her ass would relax again, finally adding a third finger, I felt she was ready to receive the rubber dildo. I demanded she lay her chest over my chair and spread her legs wide. Slipping the dildo between her cheeks and rubbing it against her anus until I could fit in the head. My fingers came down rubbing her clitoris. I slowly pushed on the dildo until I had finally gotten it to the hilt and then pulled it out again. Finally as I quickened my speed her ass seemed to accept the intrusion, her moans roamed wildly across the air of the room. I started to fuck her harder as I rubbed and pinched her clitoris between my fingers. Her quivering was uncontrollable. She came close shortly and begged me for her release, but I would not have that. I pulled the dildo from her quickly. Leaving her body empty as her hips humped the front side of my leather comfort chair. "Beg me for my cock, slut" I grabbed and stopped her hips from moving. As she steadied she almost couldn't speak, shivering all over her wanting to release became a dire need to. I slapped her ass when she had yet to answer. "Y...y...your c..cock" she stumbled on her words. "I need your cock in my ass, Master, deep in my ass, please Master, take my slutty little ass." She begged. "Do you want my cum in your hot ass, slut?" I slid my cock from my boxer shorts. "Yes, Master, please fill my ass with your cum, please fill me up Master! Make me your ass cum slut, Master please!" She tried to move her hips back some, but my hand kept her steady and I soon had my cock pointed at it's destination. I ran it up and down between the cheeks and against her blood-engorged cunt lips and clitoris. Teasing her so she'd beg me even more. And she did, when I finally slid in the head at some ease, she yelped with excitement. My cock soon filled the begging hole and my hand moved over her hip down to her clitoris. Teasing and stroking her she moaned and moaned. My other hand grasped her hair and I pulled her up against my chest grabbing at her beautiful orbs. Pinching the skin and tweaking at her nipples as she cried to me about her filthy obsession with my cock, how she was my little ass-fucked cum drinking slut. "Yes, your my filthy little slut, my dirty little girl, my wanting sex slave." I only coerced her to go on as my dick grew in her ass. She moaned her Oh God's and fuck me's and thank you's until I was slamming her ass as I held her hair in a deep grip and rubbed her extremely engorged clitoris she could no longer hold out. And right as I was exploding deep inside her, she managed to ask me again if she could cum, but my answer wouldn't form, her cunt dribbled with that of her orgasm as she spasmed in my arms and I pushed her off. "You didn't ask for your cum, into the corner with you slut." I picked her up by the forearm, her body willingly obeying and moved her into a corner for a time out. The juices, hers and my own dripped onto my carpet. And when I waited long enough for her legs to turn pink with stress from her squatting position I commanded her to lick and clean them from the floor. She was also made to lick my cock, balls and ass clean of the sweat and juice. She was soon hot again. But I dismissed her comments and made her sit on the couch while I watched the rest of the news. She was pouty, and seemed very disappointed in herself. I finally pulled her back into my lap and grabbed two clothes pins from my coffee table and placed them on her nipples. I laid her with her chest extensions between my legs and started fingering her. She was getting hot again, but I this time restrained her from her orgasm. And that would be her punishment, with her again hot and wanting I sent her home. After she assured me she would call I made sure she left all her undergarments as her little dress was so high up it would be hard to hide that hot little ass from public eye... God she made me hot. My Cute Little Goth Girl Ch. 04 She was pouty, and seemed very disappointed in herself. I finally pulled her back into my lap and grabbed two clothes pins from my coffee table and placed them on her nipples. I laid her with her chest extensions between my legs and started fingering her. She was getting hot again, but I this time restrained her from her orgasm. And that would be her punishment, with her again hot and wanting I sent her home. After she assured me she would call I made sure she left all her undergarments as her little dress was so high up it would be hard to hide that hot little ass from public eye... God she made me hot. ........... The calls were pleasing, everyday thanking me and telling me how she thoroughly enjoyed her training. We'd become more acquainted with each other and our sexuality. She was a very intelligent little thing and I enjoyed her ability to hold up a highly educated conversation. Eventually, as days and months passed we had become more than just slave to her Master, we had a very nice relationship with dates and sometimes she'd spend the night. I had finally bought my own home, 3 rooms, 1 downstairs and 2 upstairs, and a basement in which I began to build my Master's dungeon, soon after Dela's first year in college. Dela seemed to enjoy watching the progress of the dungeon. She was very excited when I promised her we would soon be able to play in it. One night she even spouted several detailed scenes for the dungeons that got me really excited. Everyday I would come home to see her finishing up her homework for school. This evening no different, after I had finished the dungeon, I had her put on a specific outfit I really loved to see her wear. A tight black see-through blouse, with another corset-cincher in red exposing those small but perfect tits of hers, a layered short skirt with inches of lace designs hanging from the hem, and a frilly pair of panties with matching garter and soft thigh-his. My crotch was hard as she handed me the leash to the collar she now wore daily and promised never to take off. She knelt to me her eyes downcast, legs spread wide and palms laying just above her knees, her hair softly caressing her shoulder with her chest pressed forward in pride to her body, a position I taught her was my favorite and most desired unless I wanted her further displayed. Her expression was fine, a sweet smile of pure lust and affection. I leaned down to her and leashed her, telling her to remain kneeled until my surprise was evident. Her excitement to this new event was shown in her random quivering and slight shifting. The doorbell almost startled the poor thing as I turned my shoulders and announced that she would be opening the door. Her face red as she stood trembling, her hand reached for the door knob, I now stood to greet the guest of honor. Maglie stepped in, a slightly shying expression on her face, she was also a submissive, but with experience. She stood 5'3, a little round in her stomach, with bigger breasts, and bountiful hips, honey butter blond hair and yummy chocolate colored eyes. Of all Dela's imperfections, I was sure she'd be intimidated through the size of her breasts. She greeted our guest respectively, who both then were ordered to kneel. "What is your opinion of our guest, Dela?" I queried to see if it was in her tastes. I liked chubby girls myself, and Dela spoke of similar interests to me. "Very sexy, Master." Bringing Maglie's shy expression into a sort of smile. "Good, girls, let's continue into the basement please. Maglie get Dela's leash for me." Maglie had been a previous girlfriend who moved, and was now back in town after finishing college and setting up residence. She was a nice girl, never had any problems. We'd done some training play and of sorts and when she moved on she began her own training with a more experienced Master and was educated more fully in the ways of submissives and slaves. Watching her lead Dela only made my desire an increasing reminder. Dela was ordered to stand with her legs spread and I handed Maglie a pair of scissors telling her to cut the shirt from Dela and put a hole in the crotch of her panties (I'd bought them and they were getting old enough to destroy), then Maglie was to tease her breasts. Dela's breath grew rigid when the other girl's tongue licked at the tiny B's, and nibbles made her seem to pant. I shifted through a box of toys, taking what I needed and setting them on my rolling tray. I pulled the padded horse over close to the girls and ordered Dela lay over it. As I, with help from Maglie, strapped her down, she seemed to wriggle testing her new bonds. "Open your mouth, sweetie." I unzipped my pants and pulled free my erection as Dela did just as she was told. I held my shaft in front of her face letting her stick her tongue out to lavish sweet kisses and wet the end. Her eyes begging me to put it in, I stepped forward slightly and allowed her to take it in her mouth. She moaned as her mouth sucked it up tasting the pre-cum and swallowing it lovingly. Maglie awaiting direction finally had my signal to began an oral attack on my sweet pet. She knelt behind her holding her ass cheeks open. Tongue licking up my slave's labia and intruding her ass. Dela's moans drove me further into her mouth. I was fucking it slowly and deeply. Maglie's mouth moved over the girl's clitoris. Humming and licking, and sucking as I could hear her moaning into my slaves cunt, who was now bucking back to receive the nurtured attention. Dela and I had grown comfortable with my ass fucking her, I'd never taken her in her cunt yet. I didn't want her getting pregnant while she was in school. I'd always fuck her mouth while fucking her pussy with a dildo. This would be the first time Dela got at least some person's hips forcing any cock into her cunt. Maglie was told to take the strap on. She placed it about her hips getting back behind Dela carefully. As I nodded, Maglie slowly slid the fake cock up and down Dela's swollen and creamy cunt. She tried to push back as Maglie focused it from going in. She would tease her until I came. And when I exploded deep into Dela's mouth not a drop hitting the ground she whimpered to her excitement's soon satisfaction as Maglie entered her. I put myself away and walked around to watch my girl's cunt being fucked by the massive plastic dong. Dela was moaning now. Maglie humping her began moaning too. I did almost forget to mention, the dick was double sided, so I could watch both sluts get off on each other. Dela and Maglie bucking at each other, I slowly grew aroused once again. Rubbing myself through my pants. Maglie buried her fake cock deep into Dela's cunt without mercy and Dela moaned and thanked me. Soon both sluts were begging me to cum. And Maglie was given permission as I again pulled myself out of the pants and slipped a condom over my now hard cock. Maglie fell forward over Dela and then slumped to the ground rubbing her dick. I moved behind Dela, sweet Dela who'd never recieved me inside her. She was surprised to feel the warmth of my wrapped cock behind her pulsating wanting cunt. She turned her head, a sweet and affectionate, but lusty smile came over her face as I slowly pushed into her and put my hands over her sides whispering that she could come whenever she was ready. I pushed deep into her cunt and pulled out slowly, feeling the clenching as she moaned to my new intrusion. My cock fattened inside her as I slowly humped her beautiful pussy, her moans floating sweetly into my ear. She was lost in it, as was I. It was more like making love then a Master's dominating fuck. I soon felt rushed though, fucking her a little faster, her hips bucking back into my lap until I came into the sheer latex and her all over my groin. I released her from the binds and ordered her to give Maglie a treat as well. The girl took the fake cock off Maglie and fastened it to herself (trust me Maglie has no diseases, she's checked monthly as is my pet and myself and I assured her of this before we even started the scene). She began fucking Maglie fiercely, something I'd never seen in my slave's attitude before. She made sure that the girl was begging to cum quickly as was she and my permission given they came all over each other mouths wrapped around each other's tongues. The two girls and I slept in my bed that night.