2 comments/ 26737 views/ 3 favorites My New Master By: Dai Raku I work for a well known airline out of Dallas. As a flight attendant I find myself all over the U.S. This serves my agenda to the max, because my goal is to experience sexual ecstasy from men all over the U.S. Each region of the U.S gives me a different sexual experience. When I'm in the west and northwest part of the U.S, I like to get fuck like there's no tomorrow. I usually lock my eyes on an unsuspecting man and proceed to make it clear what I want from him. I make sure he knows what I want, which is no kissing, talking or name giving. Just several hours of fucking my pussy until it starts to cry for help. When I head to the Midwest I get corn rolled by corn and grain fed men. That's where I get my anal sex on. I'm usually there once every 4 months, so it's a nice change from my other experiences. I have a couple of well hung White bulls there waiting for me when I get to town. The north and northeast part brings out the freak in me. I get my freak on with groups of guys. Usually I'm gang bang by at least 5 guys. I usually end up with cocks in my hands, pussy and mouth. There have been many cum bathes taken there. In the southeast I quench my desire to cross over to the other side when I become the object of two of the most expert tongues none to woman. Terri and Toni my bi-sexual cum extracting female lovers gives me what no man can give me. Having a tongue in my ass and my pussy at the same time always sends me down a road filled with orgasms no man can give me. The South, oh that deadly, dirty South, after 15 years of not going to the South I was given two flights to Atlanta once every six months. At the time I was looking forward to going because I found myself wanting to explore the Dark Side if you know I mean. At the time I hadn't been with a Black man before, but going to Atlanta I knew I would have a chance to experience that. I don't think there is another city with as many Black professional men as Atlanta. As luck would have it about a week before my trip I was chatting with a guy on line from Atlanta, he went by the name of "letmeputsomeblackcockinu" I was like, damn!!! I must be the luckiest woman in the world. Not only is he Black but he's in Atlanta. He let me know he was now my master and I would now be his sex slave and he was going to sexual torture me like he knew I wanted him to. He emailed me my new slave name and number, it was Ms. Black Cock Lover and my number was 696969 After several conversations the time finally came for me to hit Atlanta. I told him what I would be wearing when I hit Atlanta, he told me to meet him in the parking lot directly across from the airport. He told me he would be in a black custom van. My flight in was exciting, to get my juices flowing I stepped into the cockpit and got my pussy licked by the captain and the co-captain. When I left the plane I was ready. I walked to the parking lot of the Atlanta airport. And as soon as I entered I saw a black van. As I was walking I noticed a hand from the driver side wave me over. I quicken my pace, as I approached the van. The side door opened and I was pulled inside along with my small suitcase on wheels. Quickly a masked was pulled down over my face. The unzipping of two zippers allowed me to breathe throw my nose and mouth. Kicking I wanted to know what the fuck was going on. But that shit ended when I was grabbed by a red gag ball that was strapped on my face leaving my mouth wide open. I felt several large hands ripping taking my clothes. I sat on a cold piece of steel not knowing what they were going to do with me. I tried to reach and pull the ball from my mouth, but I was grabbed and I felt my arms being extending to each side of me. Then I felt a cold metal bar across my back, my arms were wrapped around the bar and strapped to it. I felt something sliding up my leg, it stop once it touched my clit. Being the freak I am I recognized the butterfly touching my clit. "Try it out." Someone said. Suddenly I felt vibration on my clit that sent shivers up my spine. "Yeah it works." Someone said. For 10 minutes there was silent, and then out of the blue I felt heat on my breast followed by cold. Someone was dropping wax on my breast and then sliding an ice cube over it. The sensation had me burning up between my legs. I was mumbling trying to tell them to turn on the butterfly they put on me. But I couldn't, but the hot cold action was putting a shine on the steel I was sitting on. The van came to a stop; hands were on each side of me as they pulled me out of the van. I heard the keys unlocking a door, we walked inside and the ball was removed. There was a powerful voice and it said. "Hello Ms. Black Cock Lover" He said. "Hello letme." I said. I was hit on the ass with a whip that sent a stinging sensation over my body. "What's my name?" "I'm sorry Master, your name is Master." "Get on your knee." I got on my knees and I felt him putting a collar around my neck, then a chain was attached onto it. I felt a hand on top of my head, then I felt his cock slam against the back of my throat, gagging I fell back, but he caught me and brought me back to his cock. He forced his cock in and out of my mouth as saliva oozed out the sides of my mouth, and the rest covered his massive cock. He face fucked me and released his cum down my throat, I tried to come off his cock, but he wouldn't let me. He gagged me to the point his cum leaped from my mouth onto the floor and his cock. "What's the fuck do you think you're doing? You don't waste my cum." He pushed my head down to the floor and made me lick his cum from the floor. When I was done he jerked my chain and pulled me up to my feet. We started walking and someone was giving me lashes across my ass with a whip. We stopped and he jerked my chain and I stopped. He jerked it twice and went to my knees. I felt someone sliding something under me. Suddenly it entered me, it was big I could feel it stretching my pussy as it made its way all the way up in me. Once inside me it began to turn in circle inside me. My God finally I had my hole filled. My nipples got clamps put on them and the pain only enhanced the pleasure between my legs. Then my ass was slapped with some lubrication, and then I felt something enter my ass. My Master started to speak to me. "I have a little something for you. I'm going to turn on the butterfly and the silver bullet I place up your ass. If I hear the slightest sound from your lips I will turn them off and turn this on." He turned on a switch and I felt a light surge of electricity slap against my breast. "You understand me?" I nodded yes and without warning my ass shook, my clit vibrated and there was a cock on my bottom lip. I hungrily sucked on it, but after a few second he pulled it from my mouth. I leaned my head forward trying to locate that tasty cock. It found my mouth again, this time it found my tonsils. The pleasure from the devices had me shivering like a naked woman on a winter night. I felt my cum rising up in me, for 15 minutes I didn't say a word, then a low moan escaped my body. Everything stopped including the vibrator in my pussy. Then I felt a burst on electricity slap against my breast, the impact nearly made me cum. I sat waiting to feel the gadgets again but I didn't, he didn't tell me I only had one chance. I felt the chain jerk again I rose to my feet and we started to walk. Every second step I would get a surge to my breast, I felt like I was walking with a cross on my back on my way to be sacrificed. Suddenly my masked was removed, I was standing in a room for torture. There were all kinds of devices for rough sex play. I was over whelmed with excitement. He looked at me and said, "You're about to be torture for making a noise when I told you not to." My arms were removed from the metal bar and I was cuffed against the wall by my wrist and my ankles. My Master and I was the only two in there, then from behind some curtains a tall blonde entered. He pushed a button and from the floor a bed rose up. She took off her clothes and got on the bed doggie style. My Master got behind her and spit in his hand and rubbed her pussy, then rammed his big black cock up her pink pussy. He got from his knees and squatted behind her and jack hammered her pussy. I looked to my right and two more women came from the curtain, one had a bucket of ice the other one had a long pink candle. One proceeded to drop hot wax all over my body as the other one had an ice cube in each hand and ran it over my body. I was enjoying the torture, but my excitement was coming from watching My Master's cock go and out of that shaved pussy. After 20 minutes I couldn't take it anymore. "Please fuck me Master." I blurted out. "Please, I'll do anything you want, just fuck me please." He got up and retrieved a ball gag from his collection on the wall and strapped it on me. He then submerged his cock in her. As the wax hit me the other sexy woman started placing soft bites on my nipples and then rubbing my nipples with ice. Oh my God I needed My Master's cock up in me. I looked at my wax woman and begged her to get My Master to fuck me. "You want to be fucked? She asked. "Yes please." I said She looked at my Master and he made eye contact with her. He nodded yes to her and I was thinking I was about to get my Master's cock. The two of them released me and waked me over to the bed. I was standing behind my Master as I watched him fuck the blonde. A forearm came across the back of my neck forcing me forward, I felt cock enter my pussy, I look around and it was my ice woman ramming a long black strap-on dildo up my pussy. My Master backed his ass up to my face and I let my tongue find his ass and began to devour his tight asshole, his sweat mixed with the taste of his freshly washed body made for an appetizing anal meal. My wax woman was dropping wax on my back, and with each drop I would jump forward, only to be pulled back by my shoulders. The dildo was all the way in me and she fuck me like she was a man. I was eating My Master's ass with the same vigor I was being fucked. He moved from my tongue and lay on his back in front of me. His cock was sticking straight up and the one eye was eying me. Without thinking I grabbed his cock and tried to put it in my moth, but he smacked me on my left cheek and took hi cock from me. I was about to cum when she pulled out of me. I reached back trying to feel for her, but she was gone. I put my hand between my legs to play with my pussy, a hard lash was applied to my ass, and my Master said, "Get your hand from there." My God what the fuck was I going to have to do to get off? I thought to myself. He came over and put the mask back on my face. I could feel my clothes being put back on, first my blouse, then my skirt, and then my shoes. I felt the chain jerk and we started to walk. After a couple of minutes I heard a van door sliding open, I was pushed and I fell forward into the van. After about a twenty minute drive the van stopped. I was pulled out of the van; I stumble and fell against a car. A hand grabbed me and pushed me forward onto the car. I heard my bag hit the pavement. My right leg was grabbed and place on the car, my pussy was exposed for all to see. With the power of a fucking power tool, I felt a huge cock plunge deep in my pussy. I put my hand behind me using my palm to push against the front of his leg trying to keep the rest of his cock out of me. He wasn't having it, he put his hands on my shoulder and with nonstop action he pumped in and out of me hard and fast. My pussy was making loud fuck sound as he push inches and air up in me. I slid my hand down between my legs and started to rub my clit. "Oh God don't stop, don't stop fucking me Master, I know it's you Master." I shouted. Several more fuck pumps and I could feel that much needed eruption coming up through my body. "Yes my big cock Master, fuck you little white slave pussy. Fuck me Master; punish me with your big black cock, oh God that's it I' almost there." I heard he cock plop out of me, he grabbed my ear lobe with his teeth and held on for a few seconds, Then he whispered in my ear. "You've been a bad slave. You can't have that slave name, I'm taking it back, maybe next time you will be a better slave and earn your name. See you later Caroline." I hear the van stretch away. I untied the ball gag and unzipped the back of the mask and pulled it off. I was in the parking lot across from the airport. Stunned I took a moment to gather myself. I left the parking lot and walked over to hail a cab. As I walked I could hear people snickering behind me after I walked pass them, I looked down at myself to make sure no body parts were showing, and there wasn't. I got my cab and head just a couple of miles to my motel. I got to my room and removed my clothes to take a shower. I removed my blouse and placed it on the bed, as I was removing my skirt I noticed writing on the back of my blouse. I spread it out on the bed and spray painted on the back was I'm a slave for. I removed my white linen skirt and sure enough there was writing on the back, it was the rest of the sentence. It said in big letters, BIG BLACK COCK. After my meeting with my Master that statement is now true, I am indeed a lover pf black cocks. I can't wait to get back to Atlanta, this time I will be the slave I know I am and I will serve my Master the way he deserves to be served. So for me the south has become my kinky stop. All my other stops treat me like a sexual queen, but not the south my Master treats me like I want to be treated, like the slave to BIG BLACK COCK I am. My New Master Finding a new place to live is always a drag and I was spending Saturday morning looking through the online classifieds for someone to share a house or apartment with. There were plenty of ads that looked just fine but one jumped out at me and raised my curiosity. It was an ad from a 50ish guy looking for a guy to share his four bedroom house. That in itself was not unusual but there were a few lines in the ad that stood out such as: "younger, slimmer preferred", "lifestyle tolerant", and "discounted rent for service oriented males". I've always been very very submissive but have never been with a man before. At 30 years old I had served plenty of dominant women and even had some sissy training where I was made to act like a little slut , suck on dildos and even had my ass stretched open by a strap-on but had never been with a male dom. Still, I was very intrigued. I traded a few emails with Bruce, the landlord, and we decided to meet that afternoon. When I arrived at the house I must say I was very impressed. It was large and well cared for, with plenty of land around it. This was really looking like a place I could settle into. I knocked on the door and Bruce, a tall well built gentleman with salt and pepper hair and a goatee answered and invited me in. We had a very ordinary interview with no mention of the special phrases I had picked up on in his ad. He did however have a very sly grin on his face that made me more than a little nervous. We agreed that I would move in at the end of the month. We shook hands and just before leaving I asked Bruce if I could use the restroom before my drive home. He showed me which room and left me on my own. Once inside the bathroom I immediately noticed a stack of magazines next to the toilet. They were all hardcore bondage and discipline mags featuring male slaves with very large cocks in every orifice. I flipped through a few and with my mind racing and my own cock growing harder I excused myself and returned to my own apartment. This was definitely getting interesting.... A few weeks later I was all moved in and really loving the new place. Bruce was rarely around and when he was he mostly ignored me. That is until one night when I returned home earlier than usual to find Bruce on the couch wearing leather boots and vest and very little else. He was watching something on the TV that I couldn't see from my angle. What I could see was his nine inch cock which was sticking straight up with his hand wrapped around it slowly jerking himself off. I started to back out of the living room but Bruce stopped me and in a very stern voice told me to come sit down. I was very nervous but did as I was told. "Watch this video, I think you'll like it." was all Bruce said. I settled in on the other end of the couch and stared at the movie playing on the TV. The screen showed a mid-20's guy naked and tied to a bed. His ass was beat red, there was a butt plug visible between his cheeks, and he was sucking on what appeared to be a very large dildo, and he was being slowly paddled by someone just out of the camera's view. The guy on the TV was squirming and squealing, begging for his Master to stop. My cock was getting harder by the second. "Do you like what you see?" Bruce asked "Yes" I managed to stammer. "I knew you were a little slut the first day you walked in here. Now it's time for you to be my little slut and get some real training. Ever suck a dick before?" "No" I said honestly, staring at his huge fat cock just a few feet in front of me. "Well what are you waiting for? Get on your knees and start sucking, slut" I don't know what came over me but I slid right off the couch and crawled over between Bruce's legs. I looked up at him and was more than a little frightened by the sheer dominance coming from him. He put his hand on the back of my head and pushed my lips down to his cock. I opened up and took the head into my mouth and began to suck. I had never done this before but was immediately thrilled by the intense submissive feeling that having a cock in my mouth caused. I let out a very pleased squeal and heard Bruce laugh. In no time I was sucking away as hard and as fast as I could, just like I've seen women do in porno movies, and was making yummy noises to let my new Master know how happy I was. "That's it you little cocksucker, suck that fat dick!" he encouraged me. By now I was forcing as much of his cock into my throat as I could and was gagging and drooling like a drowning victim. Still I was in heaven. "Please give me your hot cum, Master! Please feed your little whore!" I begged. Again Bruce laughed and said, "I think I'll take a little poke at that tight ass of yours first, slut" I squealed with delight and started licking his cock from balls to head while begging him to fuck me. I've taken my share of strap-ons in my day and absolutely love being fucked in the ass. The thought of Bruce's extra hard cock inside me was more than I could bear. He pushed me off of him and asked me to show him my favorite position. I immediately got to my hands and knees, pushing my shoulders all the way down to the carpet and reached my arms back to spread my cheeks. to be continued..... My New Master and Mistress I got very lucky and found a couple that was looking for a submissive. We connected on a website, met, discussed, then played. They had had no picture on their profile, but they had a lengthy blurb, referred to themselves as very private professionals, very nice kinky people. They were not obsessed with me sending them a photo in initial communication. We emailed for about 3 days, then arranged to meet at food court in a shopping mall downtown. He was cool, not intimidated by me, and talked a great deal about his work. She was very quiet, but smiled the whole time. They wanted the exact same thing as me, a sensation, and were incredibly open to do anything, were very concerned with my imagination. They were both 49 years old, had been married for 28 years, and began with ass play on each other 10 years ago, and then when their only child moved out, began hiring submissives, visiting dungeons. Both active physically, balanced in appearance, and she still looked at her body all the time with pleasure. Our meeting at the food court concluded with us agreeing on meeting at their house on Friday night. At the next meeting we decided that I would watch them fuck, then if I wanted to move on, would strip for them and masturbate to show them my seriousness. When you are excited to do something, your head starts playing tricks on you, so I just buried myself in my work for 2 days, to distract myself. On Friday night I went to the gym on the way to their house, and arrived a ball of nerves at 9pm. Exactly what I expected, nice house, nice neighborhood. She opened the door wearing the same suit she went to work in that day. He was talking on the phone, relaxing in shorts and a t-shirt. It is a weird feeling when you examine a man who is going to fuck you. She gave me a drink, and then sat watching me, smiling, making facial gestures to him to hang up the call. Once off the phone, no small talk, he just went in to it. Said that the most important part in all of this is everyone getting what they want out of it. I was happy to hear that they enjoy doing things to people the most. That from any future meetings or communication they were to be referred to Master and Mistress, all sessions would be arranged by email, and I was to buy a black spandex mask with only a mouth hole, and a thong pouch. Everything sounded fine, so they suggested we get the play space and get on with that evenings activities. The play space was the unfinished half of their basement, and it was set up perfectly. In the middle of the room was a large black gymnastic matt, out 2 inches think and about the size of a large comforter. next to it was a chair, and a table with lubricant, 3 vibrating dildos, a bowl of condoms, a box of latex gloves, and 4 leathers ankle/wrist restraints. In one corner was sling hung from chains that were lipped to rings on the ceiling beams, another corner a fuck bench that looked like a work horse with padding, another corner a large wood burning stove. Next to the door, on the ground was a portable stereo with piles of cd's on top and a large garbage can. The adjacent washroom had a shower fitted with a douche, a heat lamp, tons of huge towels, and was big enough to have a chair to relax in. A truly professional environment. He explained that everything but the O rings fastened to the ceiling, could be put away and concealed. They ask to me sit on the chair. He walked his wife over to me, and from behind began to fondle her through her cloths, lifting up her skirt, rubbing her. You could smell her pussy she was so excited. He then ripped open her pantyhose, pulled her thong to one side, showing me her waxed pussy, rubbing its lips. She then got on her hands and knees in front of me, he pulled her skirt complete up so that it sat on her back. He reached under her and unclipped her bra so that it slid off her and fell on the ground, exposing her big soft tits. He pulled off his t-shirt and then slid off his shorts. His cock was the size of a large hot dog, and his body was completely shaved. On his knees, he easily slid his dick inside her and began fucking her as fast as he could. She reached up and began rubbing my crotch through my jeans. The fucking slowed down and he paused to grab the lubricant on the table, squirt it on her asshole, and slide his fingers inside. He then slid his cock in her ass and began to fuck again as fast as he could. After about two minutes of intense pumping, her moaning got louder and louder until she squirted a large quantity of fluid out her pussy. At the sight of the squirting, he pulled out and jacked the cum out of his cock in to her mouth. Like it was an instinct, I just stood up, pulled of my clothes, and walked towards them, jacking off as fast as I could. I yelped out a breath and cummed, landing on the mat in the middle of the room. The whole thing happened in less then 10 minutes. Kind of embarrassed, and visibly out of breath, they invited me to go take a shower. Once cleaned off, they walked me up stairs, we agreed to meet the next night at 9 for a 12 hour session, and I left. The next morning I drove straight downtown the minute I woke up to buy the mask and pouch, I was so excited that I got there an hour before the store opened and has to drive around for a hour to pass the time. The next night I arrived at 8, carrying a completely different nervous feeling then the night before, and was greeted with a post-it note on the door informing me to come in. Inside I was greeting by her, she looked incredible in only a body stocking and thigh high boots, something that looks even sexier on a woman that would suspect dresses that way. She reminded me that they were Master and Mistress from then on. He then came downstairs wearing boots, chaps, a cod piece, harness, and carrying a mask of some kind. They instructed me to go downstairs on my own, leave my mask and pouch on the table, turn on the hot lamp in the bathroom, douche out, take a 15 minute shower, and then wait in the washroom for them to come get me. When I went down stairs, the lights were at the dimmest setting there was smooth instrumental music playing very loudly, and the wood stove had a raging fire in it making the room southern hemisphere hot. What made me slightly nervous was that I noticed allot more O rings then my previous visit, all over the ceiling in different place After I showered, I wrapped myself in towels, and just sat listening to my heart beat, reminding myself my only experience of this nature was paying a few men to play with my body. After what felt like about 30 minutes, he entered the room holding two wrist restraints. "Are you ready?" "Yes Master". "Put these on, time to shave you." In the middle of the play space was a blue ground sheet laid out, above it two chains with clips hung from the ceiling. I put on the wrist restraints on and walked to the middle of the ground sheet, where my hands were clipped about my head. Submission, the part when you put all your faith in to others. Mistress then walked over with a pair of shearers, turned them on, and began to shave any hair on my body she could see. The top of my feet, my legs, my chest, my arms, and an single hair she could find anywhere on my body. She carefully manipulated the skin on my balls, which had by now shriveled up, in order to shave all the hair on them. Master then unclipped my hands and instructed me to get on my hands and knees and pull my ass cheeks apart. Once in position I could feel the tingle and bight of the clippers as she cleaned the hair around my asshole. They then walked me back in to the washroom, instructed me to get in the shower with my hands against the wall in the arresting position. I was sprayed all over with the shower head, then both of squirted gel shaving cream in to their hands and applied it to every inch of my body. My breathing changed and I shifted back and forth in pleasure while four hands touch me all over me. After they razor shaved all of me, they showered me again, dried me off, and then instructed me to rub aftershave balm all over me. I had no hair on me at all, not even on my arms, and it made me look even more muscular. I was lead back in to the play space and handed my mask and pouch. I looked in the mirror to see my body in the pouch, took a deep breath and slid on the mask. Blackness. My hands were clipped above my head, and then they left the room. As soon as they closed the door, I could hear my breathing over the music. I was shifting my weight back and forth, and my hands had little blood in them when they came back in the room, I'm guessing after half and hour, and they smelt like alcohol. It was nice to suddenly feel Mistress press up on my body, hung me as hard as she could, rub her tits on me, press her pussy against my crotch, rub my entire body. She stopped, then Master did the same thing, pressing himself against me, sliding his hand down the front of my pouch, squeezing my cock with force. It was electrifying. They were both taking turns examining my body. Master then got a small cat tail whip and was lightly whipping my ass, crotch, chest and back. Now I had never been in to whips so I said that I was not in to them. Crack, he hit my ass as hard as he could, not enough to break skin or anything, but hard. "Are you our slave?" "Yes Master." "Say it like you mean it!" "Yes Master." "Then you will be a good obedient slave. Every time you disobey, you will be whipped that hard on the spot. If you disobey allot, we will proceed with fisting you." That really put me in my place, it hit me that I was now submersed in the role. He whipped me more and informed me that their next activity would be to get my asshole and cock ready. My pouch was slid down to my ankles and tons of lubricant was applied to my cock, balls, and asshole. They would just take turn sticking one finger, then two fingers, then three, in to my ass, making me hard, and letting me go soft. I was convulsing in pleasure the whole time. Master then informed that it was time lick Mistress' pussy. My hands were unclipped and forced on to my hands and knees, my face pressed into Mistress' pussy. I ripped her body stalking open and began licking all of her pussy with my tongue, sticking my tongue inside her, putting the lips between my teeth. She tasted great, and I was enjoying it as much as she did. "Now you will suck Master's cock." I instinctively went upright, still on my knees, and immediately had his cock against my lips. He rubbed the head of my penis against my lips and teeth. I had had a cock in mouth before, paid professionals to try to face fuck me, but I had never enjoyed it. "Suck it like a whore, use your hands" I put his balls in one hand, held cock with the other, then began licking it all over, sticking my tongue in to the tip, tasting the pre-cum. Suddenly Mistress hit me hard with the whip, urging me to suck harder and faster. I was enjoying it, let go of guilt, laughing inside at the gagging sound I would occasionally make. I could feel Mistress applying more lubricant to my asshole. She then slid a vibrator easily in my ass, fucking me with it. Pleasure. I was then handed a condom and informed to put in on Master. Not being able to see, I could feel his energy shift to behind me. He pushed my head down, forcing me to be on my hands and knees, and slid his thumb in my ass. When I could feel the head of his cock press against my asshole, I pushed back, sliding him inside me. I pushed all the way until may ass was touch his body, so all of him was inside me. He started pumping slowly. I had had tons of dildos and fingers in my ass, but never a cock. My breathing completely changed. I could hear Mistress pleasuring herself with a vibrator while Master started fucking me faster and faster. Even though my dick wasn't hard, I felt like I was going to cum the whole time. Master then lay me flat on my back, clipped my arms spread to O rings on the ground, putt my legs on his shoulders, and began fucking me missionary style. Mistress then climbed on to my face so that I would lick her pussy. I could feel my cock getting big, then going down, getting big, then going down. The suddenly Mistress let out a moan and squirted all over my face, in mouth, all over me. I guess the sight of that was enough and Master pulled out of me, slid off the condom, straddled over my face and began fucking my mouth. I could feel it pulse in mouth until he started cumming. I could feel it going down my throat as he pulled out of my mouth, finishing on my lips and face. I could taste their fluids all over me, and the combined smell was the most erotic thing I had even sensed. "Now its your time to cum, so get on your knees slut, its time to fuck your mistress" They both took turn jerking and sucking me hard, then I felt Mistress slide her pussy on to my cock. I put my hands on her hips and began fucking her. She was loving it, the way beautiful older women do, moaning. "Lick my asshole slut boy" demanded Mistress. I pulled out and buried my face in her ass, first licking the rim, then sliding my tongue inside. Master began jerking my cock off, keeping me rock hard. He then pulled me back, turning my torso in his direction. When I felt him pushing his well lubed asshole on to my cock, I grabbed his hips and forced my way in. He was pushing back, I was sliding in and out. I had never fucked a man, but at that time it wasn't about gender, it was about activity. My heart was racing. I felt Mistress slid her fingers in and out of my ass as fast as she could. I reached to my side to rub her pussy, causing all three of us to be moaning. I began cumming so hard that when I pulled out I fell forward on to his back. I was immediately rolled off him, my hands clipped behind me, then the same with my ankles, and was rolled in to an unzipped sleeping bag. "We're going to relax and clean up, we'll come back later tonight and have our way again" The sleeping bag was zipped up, and they again left the room. How long was I going to wait for them I wondered. We had arranged for a 12 hour session, and it was only about an hour and a half in to it.