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Sharing the Pleasure

By: ForeverHisLady



We had rented a small house in the country, far from anyone where we could be alone and have privacy. "So you can walk around in your thong and skimpy top for me," was how you put it. It was beautiful, small, but just right for us. You loved the big TV in the main room with the matching chairs while I loved the bedroom with its old cast iron bed. I could imagine either one of us, hands tied to the posts while the other had their way with them. You must have seen the look in my eyes because you leaned over and whispered in my ear, "Don't worry baby, it won't be wasted". 

You broke out the Scotch and poured one glass. I looked at you and smiled. Picking it up I took a sip and leaned in to kiss you. Passing it to you, you swallowed and then kissed me back. 

"Why dirty another glass? We can both share this way," was your comment. 

I went to the bath and discovered it had a huge old-fashioned claw tub, big enough for the two of us. I began to run the water for it, lit some candles in the bath and the bedroom. I added a little oil to the water so it would feel silken on our skin and I called out to you. You came in, drink in hand to find me kneeling in the tub. 

You drew in your breath with a hiss, and said, "Baby". You turned and left the room, confusing me. Walking back in, you had a glass in one hand and the bottle in the other with a huge smile on your face. Pouring a full glass, you set the bottle down and came to the edge of the tub. 

Standing right in front of me, you conveyed with your eyes your wish, and it was mine as well. I slowly unzipped your jeans, slid them down a bit, and then did the same to your shorts. Your cock, semi erect bounced into my view. I pulled you to me, burying my face in your cock and balls, smelling you, taking your scent in for those long nights when we were apart. Nuzzling your thighs with my lips, I deliberately avoided your cock, instead, allowing my hair to brush against it, arousing you even more. You steadied yourself by placing one hand in my hair as you slowly and seductively ground against my face. 

I pulled back and took the drink from your hand. Taking a sip of it, I then lower the glass to your cock, dipping it in the amber liquid. 

"I think I'll serve myself my Scotch this way if you don't mind," I whispered.

"Becoming my bitch are we?" you growled as my tongue ran over the shaft cleaning every last drop from you, savoring the combination of you and the drink.

I took you in my mouth, warm and wet, while gazing up at you, nodding my head in agreement. You set the drink down and quickly undressed and slid in next to me, pulling me back against you, lying between your spread legs. I could feel your cock hard against my cheeks and the strength of your chest as I leaned back against you. Kissing my neck and shoulders, you reached around and cupped both breasts, rolling them between your fingers, causing me to arch my back, pushing them further into your hands.

"That's it baby, let her out, I want her out."

My reply to you was to remove one hand and place it on my pussy. Your answer was to bite my shoulder as you pinched the full lips and gave it a slight twist. Your other hand guided your cock between my ass cheeks so that they, tight and secure, engulfed it.

With the warm water surrounding us, we laid there, relaxing in it, slowly building our need. I would grind my ass against your cock and you would tease my lips, brushing my clit every now and then. The only sound in the room was the lapping of the water from our body movements and the soft moans and sighs we made.

As the water-cooled, I leaned forward to let some out and put warm water back in. My ass was right in front of you, my pussy level with your face, the lips swollen and red from the warmth of the water and your touch. You traced the line of my ass cleavage down to the parts lips ever so lightly. I groaned and grabbed the edge of the tub in front of me and softly said, "Yes Master."

Your reply was a swift slap to my cheeks and a growled, "About time".

Repeatedly you did that, caress and then slap, until my cheeks were as red as my swollen pouting lips, pushed out completely now. You reached for the oil next to the tub and let it dribble down between the cheeks. It was cold in comparison to my hot skin and the warm water. Again, your finger traced the same path as before, but this time, stopping to play at the entrance. Slowly your worked your finger in, watching it all, knowing that while I was shy about it, I was loving every minute of it. The woman and the slut, merging. I rocked back and forth on your hand, feeling it invade me, deeper and deeper. You removed it to take each cheek in a hand and spread me wide, opening me up completely to your view. Slowly your slide your thumbs inward until they were touching the soft puckered skin. Carefully you worked one in, then the other until I was panting from the slight pain. 

"Take a drink, let it ease the pain." 

The liquid burns my throat as I take a huge gulp, but it only serves to light the flame in me higher. 

"Work through it, it will pass," you tell me.

I just clench the edge a little tighter and slowly move against you, giving myself to you. Working your thumbs in me, you slowly stretch me and prepare me for yourself. Leaning forward, you begin to bite and kiss my cheeks driving me close to the edge. Taking a drink yourself now, you dribble it over my cheeks and then proceed to lick them clean. 

You stand up behind me and taking your cock in your hand, begin to run up and down the same path your fingers had taken before. I widen my legs a bit, silently telling you of my desire. Immediately you laugh.

"My blue-eyed bitch is here, isn't she?"

"Yes"

You pull me to my feet, hand me a washcloth, and pick one up yourself. We touch and play, bathing each other, amid kisses and nibbles. Finally, the water cools to the point it is uncomfortable and you hand me a towel as you step from the bath, then helping me out as well. We dry each other off, driving the passion higher. Half drunk with liquor and totally drunk with passion we kiss and walk to the bedroom. 

"Where did you put the bag," you ask me.

"I just tossed it in the closet in the hall."

As you are gone, I turn down the bed waiting for your return and wondering what you have planned. You walk into the room holding a large object in your arms.

"Look at what I have found, they never mentioned this in the rental agreement," you laugh. 

You set down on the floor a Sybian and look at me with a gleam in your eye. I blush but I know it is fruitless to deny you, nor really do I want to. 

"I can only do this with you touching me, holding me, being a part of this," I say to you.

You just smile and lead me to it. I kneel down as you position me over the dildo as I ease on to it. Once down, you kneel before me and hold me, telling me it's ok, you're with me. I hold on to you until the fear passes and then kiss you. The kiss deepens and you know you can go ahead. 

You take the clamps from the bed where you had laid them, telling me, "Offer me your tits".

I cup them and hold them high for you. You lean over, lick, and bit one nipple until I am grinding down on the still dildo. You laugh quietly and quickly clamp me kissing me to ease the pain, and then you lean down and prepare the other nipple the same way. 

Coming behind me, you reach around and place the collar on my neck as I melt against you. Picking up the control box in your hand, you slowly turn the machine on as you bite and lick my neck knowing how that drives me crazy. I feel it deep inside of me, so different from your touch, and yet good, like when you have used toys on me. 

You leaned back for a moment and I panicked, reaching back for you, pulling you to me, "No, don't move, I need to feel you." You settle back against me, just as we were in the bath. Comforted again, I give into the feelings and totally submit to it. 

You turn the controls higher and my body begins to respond, my nipples tingling from the clamps and the arousal. My hands reach up and begin to pull and tug at them as I lose control of myself. Suddenly you are in front of me pulling me close, kissing me, whispering, "Let go, let it happen, cum for me."

As it hits, I grab for you, biting your shoulder, leaving bite marks that will take a long time to fade as it crashes over me. Your hands quickly remove the clamps, the searing pain sending me deeper into the orgasm. I collapse against you, clinging to you. 

As I slowly come out of it, I look into your eyes and see your need and want. My lust hits hard again, but in a different way looking into the pools of your brown eyes. I see what you desire, but hesitate to ask for. 

Ever so sweetly but with deep intent, I look you in the eye and say, "Bitch".

You shake your head and reply, "No, I am Master," but I place my finger over your lips and quiet you.

"No, Mistress is here and you will obey me, understood?" 

I strike your thighs with the whip I have taken from the nightstand. My eyes glaze over as you smile and submit. 

"Look at what you've done," I say pointing to my red and swollen pussy, juices gleaming on the pale skin. I slowly run my fingers through them, gathering the juices on them, paint your nipples, and then lean in to kiss and bite them. You hiss and pull my head tight to your chest as you arch yourself to me. My hand drops to your cock, hard as steel and so in need of release. 

"Do you want to cum?"

"Yes"

I slap your ass with the whip, "Yes who?"

"Yes, my Mistress, I want to cum."

"Then you shall my pet, just as I have, long and hard."

You look at me with a quizzical look and then it becomes apparent to you what I want. You shake your head no, but I see deep in your eyes, you want to be pushed to do it. 

"Turn face the wall, spread your legs".

You comply with my orders with a deep sigh. I walk up to you, lean into you and cup your balls through your legs from behind.

"Whose are these?"

"Yours"

I reached further and take your cock in my hand, all sticky and leaking.

"And this?"

"Yours Mistress, yours."

"Serve me that ass, my sweet bitch."

You push it towards me in offering, and it only serves to heighten my desire to control you and give you your release. I begin to strike you; first one cheek, and then the other, watching them slowly glow red. Your cock jumps with each strike and you pant with desire. I feel my need grow as well, but not personal need but the need to take you to that place you take me to, complete trust and release. Your arousal becomes mine. 

I stop and drop the whip to the floor and myself to my knees as I whisper, "Now to prep you sweet baby".

Splitting you open, my tongue dives straight into you, no hesitation. You push back, fucking my tongue, giving me access to the most intimate part of you. I slowly lower back onto my heels and work my fingers in my pussy, wet with oil and cum and use it to work my fingers in you. Your panting grows louder as you say, "I can't hold out much more, I need to cum."

I rise to my feet and turn you around. Pulling you to me, I kiss you slow and sweetly, tenderly; then lead you to the toy. As you did with me, I lower you on to the machine, guiding the dildo into you. You slide down on it, the juices I left behind easing the way. You lean forward then back, getting adjusted to it as I slowly turn the controls on.

The movement hits you like a jolt and you catch your breath and moan, "Oh baby!"

I straddle it behind you, leaning my rock hard nipples into your back, rubbing them against you so you can feel them. I reach around, grab your cock, and start to stroke it. You begin to glisten with perspiration, which I lean over and taste with my kisses off your back. You are fucking the machine, just like you've fucked my fingers in the past; up and down, side to side, your eyes closed tight, lost in the feeling. Suddenly your whole body tenses up, you rise up and down one last time before your cum shoots out arcing in the air, then you slump down. 

I move to the front, extend my hand to you, and lead you to our bed. Taking a towel, I gently wipe your forehead as I kiss it and wipe your chest and shoulders as well. Tucking you in, I slid in beside you as you spoon yourself around me, burying your face in my hair and neck as your hands cup my breasts. Warm, safe, loving...we fall to sleep.