1 comments/ 27160 views/ 6 favorites Sister Sub Ch. 01 By: curiouspet69 Master has a new plan. And I don't like it. He knows I'm selfish. I want him all to myself. Oh, I don't mind if he shares me. I like the attention. But, I don't like to share him. I know he wants me trained. And I'm sure that in some way, this is a good part of the training. But I hate it. What if he picks someone gorgeous? I imagine a trim blonde, blue eyes, size 5, perfect curves. She'll outshine me for sure. And then Master will want her, and I'll be sitting on the sidelines. I hate the sidelines. That's where I stayed all through school. Never the popular girl. Oh no, Master is back. And he has her. Grrrr. And there she is. Wait a minute! She isn't blonde and gorgeous! She's average, like me. Maybe not quite as heavy, but that's ok. I am losing it. Brown hair, like mine. Hmm, I think her eyes are green. Yuk, perfect teeth though. Not me. Oh well. Hmmm, I guess she's ok. But I still don't want to share. -------------------- Master made me share my room with her. Even my bed. Although I like sharing the Master's bed, he sometimes would rather sleep alone. But to share with her! And she is in there, in his room, alone, with MY Master! This is not cool. I pace my room, waiting until I can leave it. I left the door open, so I can see his door. But Master told me to wait here until he leaves his room. Who knows how long he will be in with her. I am seething. I have to get control. If Master sees me like this, I'll be punished for sure! Finally Master comes out of his room. I know he can tell I am not happy. He just looks at me, and walks by. Crap, he's not happy with me either. I head downstairs to start supper. I can hear her in the other room, talking to MY Master. She must have come downstairs after I did. Maybe I can make her food really spicy? Then she can't meet his needs and he will send her away? Hmm, no, then he'd know I did it, and I'd get punished. I can't think of a thing I can do. I must be too loud, slamming dishes around. I look up, and there is Master, looking at me. I can tell he isn't happy. He slides his hand behind my neck. Mmm, maybe he'll kiss me? Ouch! No, he pulls my hair, forcing me to look up into his eyes. "We will not have any problems. Do I make myself clear?" "Yes Master, I'm sorry Sir." His other hand comes around from behind him. He is holding clamps, three of them, attached by a chain. He rubs my left nipple in between his fingers, getting it nice and hard. Just as I am starting to enjoy it, he puts the clamp on it. He moves to the next one. He knows the right one is more sensitive. I tense up, knowing the pain is coming. I breathe hard through my nose, trying to will the pain away. "Spread them," he commands. I spread my legs. He squats down and teases my clit. I moan. Oh yes,this feels great. He licks it, and sucks on it just a bit. My legs are getting weak. And then he clamps it too. I squeal. "Now, be nice and I will take them off after dinner." I hang my head, pain radiating from my clit and nipples. "Yes Sir" ------------------ Master liked his dinner tonight. I made his favorite. Yes, ok, so I'm trying to suck up. I'm still sore, still wearing the clamps. I know he was unhappy with me earlier, but now he seems happy with me. He even put his hand on my leg during dinner. I am happy now. Maybe he will let me sleep with him tonight. --------------------- Master told me to meet him in his room! Yeah! Maybe I can sleep with him tonight! I lightly skip to my Master's room. I hope he lets me suck his cock tonight. I just love to suck Sir's cock. So hard, so thick. Turns me on just thinking about it. I open the door, all grins... and see her. She is just standing there, naked, like me. I don't know what to do. So I just stand there. And in walks Master. Mmmmm, I get turned on just looking at him. He keeps me wet all the time, and he doesn't have to do a thing. Just thinking about him makes me horny. He walks up to me, and gently removes the clamps from my nipples, one at a time. He rubs each one, rubbing away the ache. Then he bends down and removes the last one. This time he does nothing to relive it. I now know he is still not completely happy with me. I thought wrong earlier. Master walks over to her and tells her to strip him. I stand there watching. How I wish those were my hands, taking off his clothes. Oh! Look at his cock! So wonderful. Hey, she's way too close to it! He commands her to her knees in front of him. Then he commands me to kneel next to her. "Now, I know that neither one of you has served with another sub. This week will be a training period for both of you. You will learn to serve me before your own needs. You will do as I say. I want both of you to suck me off. Take turns and be nice." He looked at me with that last part. And that's when I noticed the crop in his hand. Ok, I can obey. He is my Master and he knows what's best for me. Besides, I'm still hurting from my last punishment! I start off licking under and behind his balls. I know where he likes it. She goes straight for the head. I lick and suck on his balls, and around his balls while she sucks on his head. I can tell he is enjoying it, but he still makes us stop. He tells us he wants us both to kiss the sides, at the same time. I look at her, and she looks back at me. That's when I realize it. She doesn't want to share either. With just a look, we agree to work together. We begin to kiss and lick all over his cock. The first time our tongues touch, we each jump back a little. But before Master can correct either one of us, we go right back to his cock. I slide the head of his cock into my mouth, while she continues to lick, suck, and nibble the length. We totally lose track of time, pleasing Master. Soon, all too soon, he makes us stop. He pumps his cock a few times and tells us both to open our mouths. He shoots loads of cum all over our faces, aiming for each mouth, but hitting noses, chins, and cheeks. Master looks down at us, covered in his cum, and smiles. "Now, I want you to clean each other off. Mouths only." We look at each other. I sit back away from her a little. That's all it took. Master swats me with the crop. I yelp, not expecting it. He glares at me. I hang my head. I really hate to be on Master's bad side. I lean forward and lick her cheek. I taste Master's cum. After all the times of swallowing his cum, I have come to enjoy it. So I go for more. Soon, her face is almost clean. Master makes me stop so she could clean me. It feels weird, having her lick my face clean. But, eventually, I get clean and I finish cleaning her. The only place neither of us cleans is the others' lips. Master has been watching though. We each lick our own lips. Master taps the crop on his leg. I jump forward and quickly run my tongue across her lips. She looks at me, startled, and does the same to me. Master smiles. "Lesson one complete my little sluts. Now you know how to work together to please your Master." Sister Sub Ch. 02 I wake up and stretch, my arms lifting into the air, fists clenched. I am in my own bed, and although it is comfortable, I'd rather by in Master's bed. I had a dream about sleeping with Master. I love to wake up before him in the mornings and then slowly wake him up. I breathe onto his naked cock, my hot breath alerting him to my presence. I kiss and lick him, watching him grow in size. As he hardens, precum begins to drip from the tip of this cock. I lick it up, anticipating the cum to follow. Once he is fully hard, I slide the entire shaft into my mouth. I pump it in and out of my mouth a few times before going back to the head and sucking on it. I know that if I look up, Master will be watching me. He likes watching as I serve his cock. I also know that he will take over, control each thrust. I keep my mouth open, and Master grabs my hair and pumps my head up and down until he cums down my throat. Mmm, such a wonderful dream to have. But I am in my bed. I stretch again and my arm hits the pillow next to me. Oh! I forgot about my "sister sub", as Master calls her. I don't want to wake her up yet. I'm still getting used to having her around. I look over, expecting to see her curled up in her sleep. But she isn't there. In fact, her side of the bed doesn't look touched at all. She must be in Master's bed. I try not to hate her, I really do. But I don't understand why Master wants her around. With the realization that she was in Master's bed came the feeling that this would not be a good day. Not even that delicious dream can compensate for the fact that SHE has my Master's attention this morning. I head downstairs to fix breakfast. Soon, I hear footsteps. It is Master. I know that sound anywhere. I immediately kneel, presenting myself to him, back straight, chest out, hands on thighs, legs slightly parted, eyes down. "Good morning Master." "Good morning." Master sees the table, already set for three. "It will just be the two of us. Your sister will not be down this morning." I wonder about this, but I know better than to question Master. Last time I did, I couldn't sit down without pain radiating from my sore ass. I put the extra plate back in the cabinet and put the food on the table. As always, I wait next to my chair, head down, for Master to sit down first and tell me to join him. Once he does, I sit. Master doesn't talk much during mealtimes, unless he has instructions for me. Ours is not a mutual relationship, each of us giving, like a marriage. It is based on my servitude to him. I am my Master's and I am here to please him. This morning he is silent. I can tell something is bothering him. He is acting the same way he does when he has to punish me. Oh, he likes to cause me pain, but only with pleasure. He does not like it when I require discipline. He would prefer I do as I'm told the first time. Just as I am ready to remove the dishes from the table, Master speaks, "I want you to see to your sister." I don't know what he means by this, but I agree and finish clearing the dishes. All too soon, I find myself standing in front of my Master's bedroom door. He has already left for the day, and he told me to take care of her. I wonder what happened. But I can't seem to open the door. I don't want to see her, lying there on his bed. I can just picture her propped up in bed with pillows, enjoying the bed I should have slept in last night, a satisfied smile across her face. I can even smell the scent of sex in the air, the heaviness of lust permeating every inch of the room. The more I stand there, the angrier I get. Finally I throw open the door. And I see her lying on the floor next to the bed, whimpering. Her back, ass and thighs are covered in lashes from the crop. No skin has been broken. Master is good at what he does. He can cause pain without inflicting permanent damage. She must have really upset him last night. I rush over to her. She tries pulling away from me, until she realizes who it is. Then she latches onto me and sobs. "What happened?" "I tried to please him," she says through her tears. "I thought I was doing fine, but I was so tired. He wanted me to suck him off. Everything I tried seemed to upset him. I started out too fast, being to rough. Then I wasn't holding my mouth open enough when he took over. I felt like he was going to jerk my hair right out of my head! And then I couldn't swallow it all. I tried to. There was just too much." I understood what she was talking about. When I first came to serve my Master, I felt the same way. But now, I love the attention. I just love it when he holds my hair and makes me take all of his cum. I tell her this, but she doesn't want to hear it. There has to be more. Master would never have punished her like this unless she really pissed him off. "Let's get you cleaned up. I have something we can put on your back for the pain." But she still isn't listening. "Then, he wanted to fuck me. I was glad, I really wanted to cum. But, he wanted to take me in the ass instead. I had never had it there. I really didn't want it. I said no. I know I'm not supposed to. I couldn't help it. He got so mad. Kept talking about him being in control, he's the Master. I know he is. But it hurt, and I was scared." It was then that I realize that, in a way, I have spoiled Master. She didn't respond like I do. I love it in the ass. And he wanted it. I wish he had come to me. But, he didn't. She continued, "He ordered me to bend over the bed. She said he was going to teach me to obey. On the first lash with the crop, I jumped and tried to move away. He got even madder. You can see the punishment I got. I thought that was it, but it wasn't. Once he was done, he still fucked my ass. I'm just glad he took the time to use lubricant." I finally coax her from the floor, and into the bathroom. I put some salve on her marks, and talk to her about the way Master likes things. She was really mad at him. But he is a good Master. She should have backed down and let him do as he pleased. Instead, she fought him at every turn. I feel sorry for her. If she didn't learn soon, she would not last in this house. And her next Master could be worse. One would think that I would feel pleasure at the thought of her pain, since she did not satisfy my Master. But I don't. I actually hurt for her. I helped her rub the salve onto her wounds, noticing that they really weren't as bad as I originally thought. We go into our room. For the next two hours, we talk. We talk about what Master likes, what he doesn't like, what he expects. She lies on her belly, propped up with two pillows nestled under her plump breasts. I sit next to her, leaning up against the head of the bed. As always, we are both naked. My eyes trail down the length of her body, studying every curve. From her lengthy hair, which Master loves to use, to her lush ass, she is exactly what I would expect Master to like. As hunger pains interrupt our conversation, we discuss what to do. She knows she has to make a decision. She can either continue to fight Master, or she can bend to his will. We make our way downstairs, and find something to eat. She is still wondering what she will do. I don't see how she even has a choice. She gave herself to him. He is the Master. We are here for his pleasure. As we are eating we here the front door open and shut. I immediately jump out of my chair and drop to my knees, presenting myself to him. She just sits there for a second. He must be giving her a look, because she soon joins me on the floor, following my example. "Hmm, it seems you have started teaching her. Very good fucktoy," Master tells me. I wonder what he would call her. If he even lets her stay. "Finish eating and then join me in the living room fucktoy." He glances at her, and back at me before adding, "Alone." Master walks out of the room. She and I exchange a glance, and finish our lunch in silence. While she cleans up from lunch, I go to see what Master needs. He is reclining on the couch when I walk in. I go over to him and present myself on my knees before him. He reaches out and strokes my hair. I moan. "Fucktoy, you need to do something for me. I want you to train your sister sub. If her training displeases me, you will be held responsible and both of you will be punished. But, if I am satisfied with her training, I will reward you both. This is your second lesson. Lesson one was working together to please me. Lesson two is taking care of each other." I'm not sure how I feel about being responsible for her training. But I know the answer that is expected of me, "Yes Sir." "So, my little fucktoy, what do you want to call your trainee?" His hand continues to run through my hair. He knows how hard it is for my to think when he is touching me. "I don't know Sir. Can I think about it?" "Yes, you may. As long as you serve me while you are thinking. Now get over here." Sister Sub Ch. 03 Please leave me your comments. I truly enjoy reading them. This series is a first for me. I have never written anything like this. And the thought of a sister sub that I would be intimate with? Far beyond anything I would even imagine on my own. I'd like to thank a special friend for giving me this idea. Without Him I wouldn't be writing Sister Sub. Without Him, I wouldn't know the things I do today. Thank you Sir. Master wants me to train her. Master also wants me to name her. He says that lesson one was working together to please Him. Well, that's just easy to do. I love to please Master. Lesson two was taking care of each other. I know what is required of me to fulfill that lesson... I have to train her. I think back on the way that Master trained me. He took His time and taught me to love to serve Him. He was patient, kind. He only punished when I needed it. He taught me that He was in control and He was looking out for me, that He would give me pleasure when He felt I deserved it. Like that one time... Sister Sub Ch. 04 I genuinely hope you like this chapter. If this is your first time reading this series, I strongly encourage you to read the previous 3 chapters. They lead up to this point. I have never written girl on girl before this series. No, I am not interested in it, at all. When I was asked to write about having a sister sub, I balked at the idea. But it seems to have grown on me, at least in the fictional world. --------------- That evening after supper, she and I go to our room. Master went go out for the evening, and I don't expect Him back until late. This is the perfect opportunity to start training her. But what will I call her? "Master wants you trained to please Him, and He wants me to train you. So, whenever we aren't pleasing Master, you will be training with me. Understood?" "Yes," she timidly answers me. "Hmmm, since I am training you, I want you to call me 'miss'." "Yes miss" "And I will call you slutface. Ok now, hop up on the bed and lets get started." She quickly obeys, laying down and spreading her legs. I tie her, spread eagle, on the bed. I watch her chest rise and fall more rapidly, anticipating what I will do. I blindfold her. I want her to rely on touch, not sight. Slowly I begin to tease her nipples. I rub them between my fingers, lick them, and lightly nibble on them. Her back arches in response. She is enjoying this. My hand trails down her body. I stroke her outer lips, all the while teasing her nipple with my mouth. She tries moving so my fingers will slide into her, but I won't allow it...yet. Suddenly, I bite her nipple and shove my finger inside her tight pussy simultaneously. She moans, her body straining against the bonds. I hold her nipple between my teeth, my finger remains still inside her. Once she starts to relax again, I begin to move. I suck on her nipple and stroke her wet pussy with my finger. I set up a rhythm, sucking and stroking. Once she has gotten used to it, and is clearly enjoying it, I add another finger. And then another. Now there are three fingers in her tight pussy. As I stroke them in and out, I watch her face. She wants more. She isn't asking with words, but her body is begging. I know that if I touch her clit, she will explode all over my hand. And I don't want that to happen. I slow down. She moans. I pull my fingers out and wipe them on the sheet. Now it's my turn. I climb up by her face and whisper in her ear, "You want more slut? You want me to keep going?" "Yes please, miss. Please keep going," she begs. "No. Not until you serve me. I want you to make me cum. Then we'll see about your needs, slutface." "Yes miss. Anything you say miss." I straddle her face, opening my outer lips to her tongue. She tentatively licks my clit. I push down, demanding more. She licks my slit, back and forth. My head goes back, and I groan. Her tongue feels so great! She sticks her tongue into my pussy. I grind down on her mouth, wanting more, taking more. My finger starts playing with my pussy. I want to cum all over her face. All too soon I feel the pressure building. Damn, this girl is good. My thighs tighten around her head as my body convulses, a massive orgasm tearing through me. I pull away from her tongue, my clit now sensitive. I don't want to cum again. Not yet. I move off of her and stand by the bed for a minute. Her breathing is slowing down. Her body still flushed, but not nearly as pink as earlier. I continue. This time I use the vibrator on her clit. I hold it there for a few seconds, long enough for her to enjoy the sensations flowing through her body. And then I take it away. She can still hear it. She knows it's on. But she can no longer feel it. I continue to use the toy on her clit, and remove it, until she is tossing her head around and trying to push her body onto the vibrator. She has yet to ask to cum. I turn off the toy. I crawl up on the bed next to her and lay down beside her. A quick glance at the clock tells me that we have been at it for over an hour now. Time sure flies when you are having fun! I figure Master will be home in about three hours, giving me plenty of time to torment, I mean train her. I turn the vibrator back on and tease her nipples with it. She arches her back, wanting more. Always wanting more. I whisper in her ear, "You know you can't cum without permission, right? You always have to ask. Sometimes you even have to beg. But you cannot cum unless you are told to." She nods her head. She knows. I guess she isn't as ready as I thought. I get a dildo from the drawer. I slowly slide it into her pussy, and leave it there. Then I use the vibrator on her clit again. As her muscles clench, the dildo slides out. I shove it back in, causing her to jump. Ohh, she likes that. I let the dildo slide out again, only to shove it in again, all the while holding the vibrator on her clit. She moans. And begs, "Please miss, may I cum?" "No, you may not." She groans. She wanted me to say yes, but I'm not ready for that yet. I still have a few more tricks up my sleeve. I push her just a little further, sliding the plastic cock in and out of her pussy, but I remove the vibrator. Can't have her cumming too early. I slowly take the dildo out of her sopping pussy and lay it to the side. She is panting for breath, trying hard to obey, trying not to cum. I smile. I untie her and force her on her hands and knees, pillows under her to raise her ass off the bed. She is still blindfolded, but not restrained. As horny as she is, she will do anything just to be allowed to cum. I choose the smallest toy. I want to make her squirm, but I don't want to harm her. I spread lubricant on it, and on my finger. I use my finger on her ass hole, making it nice and slick. She tenses. "Relax, and this will go easier." I can tell she is trying to relax, but she has no idea what I am about to do. I finger fuck her ass a few times, trying to get her to loosen up. Then I remove my finger. I place the toy directly on her tight hole, and push. Slowly it enters her ass. She is tightening up again. I reach under her and stroke her clit. As my finger causes her body to relax, I push the toy in further. Soon it is all the way in. I start out slow, and work up to a nice pace, fucking her ass with a toy. I've often wondered what it looked like from this end. Not bad. I also continued to play with her clit, stroking it faster and faster. "Please miss, may I cum now," she begs. "No, slutface, you may not. Not yet." My finger leaves her clit as the toy slows down to a nice steady pace. Her body has adjusted to having something up her ass now. I decide to try something else. I slowly remove the toy. She sighs in relief, or was that a frustrated sigh, wanting more? I don't know... don't care. I want to do things my way. I pick up the anal beads. As they each pop into her ass, she moans. She is enjoying this. I remove the pillows, and make her lay on her back again. I put the vibrator in her hands. "Now, I want you to pleasure yourself. If you feel an orgasm coming, you stop. Once it passes, then keep going. Understood?" "Yes miss," she pants. I know she can feel the beads in her ass. And now she will use the vibrator on her clit, while I play with her nipples. I reach over and pinch her left nipple just as the vibrator touches her pussy. She jumps, but does not cum. Then I squeeze and twist the right one. She moans as the toy drives her to an orgasm. I know it is coming. I am kind of hoping she will cum, so I can have an excuse to have Master punish her. But she doesn't. She removes the vibrator, panting with exertion. I glance at the clock again. At least another hour until Master is due home. I have plenty of time yet. She puts the vibrator back on her clit. I continue to manipulate her tits. Her back arches. She is trying very hard not to cum. I understand, I've been there before. I take the vibrator away from her again and put the dildo back in her pussy. Now she has the beads up her ass, and the dildo in her pussy. I begin to slowly fuck her with the dildo. Her body tenses, wanting to cum. She tosses her head around, wishing for release. "Please miss, let me cum. I am begging you." I don't even answer her this time. As she is denied orgasm after orgasm, I am getting wetter and wetter. I am considering sitting on her face again, when I hear footsteps entering the room. Master is home! I drop to my knees on the floor, leaving the dildo inside her. I present myself to Him. "Good evening Master. You are home early." "Obviously you weren't expecting me. What is going on here?" "Training Sir. You wanted me to train her." "Yes, I wanted you to train her, not punish her! Look at her fucktoy!" I look up at slutface. Her body is glistening with sweat. Her skin flushed pink. Her legs are spread wide, a toy hanging from her pussy, a string from her ass, to which the beads are attached. She is panting. It is obvious she needs to cum. "I am only doing as you asked Sir. I think slutface is doing excellent." "Slutface? Is that what you chose to call her?" At His tone, I quickly look at the ground again before answering, "Yes Sir." "Hmm, we will see about that. So, what form of training were you using here?" "Orgasm denial, Sir." "You do realize I only deny you orgasms to this extreme as punishment, don't you?" "Yes Sir. I just got caught up in it, didn't realize how far I went," I replied. "Are you being truthful?" His gaze bores into me. I know He is displeased. "No Sir," I admit, hanging my head even further, "I wanted her to upset you, so you would punish her, maybe even send her away." I hate admitting this, especially in front of her. But when Master asks a question, you answer. "Well then. Looks like someone will have to be punished." He walks over and gently removes the dildo from her pussy. Then He slowly removes the anal beads. He drops them on the floor. He orders me to crawl to the end of the bed. "Now, stand up. Good. Bend over, leaning on the foot of the bed. Now here is my plan," He grins wickedly. I am nervous. "You will eat her out, brining her to multiple orgasms, until I say stop." He knows I don't like this. He knows how much I hate girl on girl. He grins as I lean forward and barely swipe at her clit with my tongue. Her hips buck. I feel her hands on my head, pulling me in. I forgot she wasn't tied down. Surely Master won't let her hold me. But He doesn't correct her. Instead, I feel a sharp sting on my naked ass. He is spanking me, while my face is in her pussy! Each swat causes me to jump forward. I try to back away from her, but His spanking only pushes me forward again. I have to do this. Master said. I stick my tongue inside her pussy. I can feel the walls of her pussy squeezing my tongue. Her orgasm is close. But I can't stop. Not until He says I can. I continue to stroke the inside of her pussy with my tongue. Just as I take it out of her pussy and flick it over her clit, she cums. She screams as her body thrashes around, her pussy soaking me in her juices. All the while, Master is still spanking me. He has stopped spanking with His hand, and has taken the paddle instead. My ass throbs, and my face is soaked. I am thoroughly embarrassed, yet surprisingly horny. I continue to lick her slit while she comes down from her orgasm. Master continues to spank. Each swat drives me further into her pussy. I can feel her juices on my nose, cheeks, chin. I keep licking. Her pussy starts to spasm again as another orgasm hits her. Master gives me one last swat, harder than the rest, causing me to jump again. "You may stop now," He says. "Have you learned your lesson?" I drop to my knees, eyes down, as I answer, "Yes Sir. I was supposed to train her to please you. I didn't. I only punished her for being here. I am sorry Sir." "Yes, I know. Tonight, you will sleep on the floor at the foot of my bed. Fuckpet, not slutface, will sleep with me. Understood?" "Yes Sir, I understand," I answer. "Lesson three, work together to help each other." Sister Sub Ch. 05 I am exhausted. Who knew that adding one more person to a household would add this much work! I now cook and clean for three, instead of just Master and I. And does she help? No. Well, not much. Master is too busy training her. I was supposed to train her, but I messed up, big time. So now He trains her, every chance He gets. Oh I still get attention from Him, but nothing like it used to be. Even now, He sent me to His room to get His handcuffs. He is going to use her in a special way tonight. At least, that's what He told me. -------------------- Tonight, I am getting all sorts of finger foods ready. He told me He has company coming. I am not allowed to go in the living room until all His guests are here. I have to greet each one. After opening the door, I have to get on my knees and say, 'My Master welcomes you into His home. Please follow me.' Then I am to kiss their feet and lead them, on my hands and knees, to the living room door. They can go in, I cannot. Then I go back into the kitchen to finish getting everything ready. He told me He expects about 10 guests. I have been keeping count. So far only 7 have shown up. As soon as the last three are here, I can start taking the snacks into the living room. I wonder what He has planned tonight. But I know better than to ask. A knock at the door, and I show in the last three guests. I quickly gather the trays of food and head to the living room. I knock lightly, and Master opens the door. He gestures for me to set down the trays on a side table and kneel at His feet. I casually look around. The furniture has been scooted out and a special table has been brought it. Slutface is strapped to the table, her hands tied down above her head. Her legs are spread and tied to the legs of the table. Her ass is elevated with a foam cushion. She is blindfolded, but not gagged. She is gorgeous. Her blond hair cascades off the table. Her perky breasts stand up at attention. Her pussy is already glistening, already wet with desire. I wonder why Master needs the handcuffs. She is tied, not cuffed. Master steps into the middle of the room, commanding attention, "Welcome friends. I have a special treat for you tonight. I have been training this new sub in the fine art of serving. She has learned quickly. When she first came to me, she was undisciplined. She refused to obey even the slightest command. Now, after only 3 short weeks, she is ready to be presented to you. She craves attention, and will do anything you require. All her holes are ready and willing to be filled." He paused, glanced at me, and continued, "I also have my fucktoy here tonight." He gestured for me to crawl to him. "You may use her as well, but only in conjunction with my new girl, fuckpet. So, you may use fuckpet anyway you wish," he says, gesturing to the girl strapped to the table. Then he looks about at me, "But you may only use this one if you are using them both together." He stands me up and handcuffs my hands behind my back. I will be used tonight. Master steps back into the shadows to watch as another man steps forward. He is roughly 40 years old. He is tall, 6' at least. His broad shoulders suggest he likes to work out. He looks at me, devouring me with his eyes. I try not to make eye contact, but his gaze demands it. His eyes have a hard edge to them. He knows what he wants and has no problem taking it. He begins by playing with fuckpet's pussy, rubbing her slit with his finger. Her juices glisten on his finger as he offers it to me. I take it in my mouth, inwardly cringing. I hate girl on girl. He seems to recognize this as an evil glint appears in his eyes. He leads me to her legs, spread far apart. Without a word, he pushes me forward, so my face is in contact with her pussy. I feel his cock spread my own lips apart from behind. He slides in. I am already soaked, proving to all that I am a horny slut. Once he realizes that I am not licking her, he pulls out and smacks my ass. SMACK SMACK SMACK I moan, and begin licking her pussy. I feel the head of his cock begin to push into my ass. I am relieved that he lubed up with my pussy first, but I know that entering me will hurt at first. It has been a while since Master took me there. He pushes his cock in, forcing me forward into her pussy even more. My tongue is inside her, coaxing an orgasm from her. Suddenly I wonder. Am I allowed to cum? Master never said either way. I groan with the realization that I could get into trouble if I cum without his permission. My groan must have excited her, for she moans along with me. His cock is now fully inside of me. I feel very full. The thing must be huge! He is stroking me, faster and faster. I want something on my clit, but his whole focus is my ass. He randomly smacks my ass while grinding himself into me. My tongue leaves the inside of her pussy and begins to rub on her clit. She tries humping my face, but cannot move due to the way she is tied down. His hand wraps itself in my hair, pulling my head up and away from her pussy. Master sees this and steps out of the shadows. He lets go, and I stick my tongue back in her. He cannot have me without her. I feel his cock start to spasm. He grabs my hips, pulling me onto him even more as he fills my ass with cum. I continue to lick her clit, driving her to the point of orgasm. But she has learned well. She does not cum. Neither of us has been given permission. Once his cock leaves my ass, I pull away from her pussy. I wordlessly sink to my knees, my forehead resting on the table. My body cries out for release. I feel a hand on my arm. Someone is guiding me away from the table. I kneel at my Master's feet once again. The next person walks over to her, "This is a fine specimen, Paul," he comments to Master. "That pussy looks nice and tight." I am sure that Master is grinning. This guy looks larger than the one that took me. He is black. I mean, solid black. If it were any darker in the room, you wouldn't even see him. And his cock! It is huge! I pity fuckpet. She groans as he slowly enters her pussy. I can see everything from where I am. He is only halfway in her and she is straining at her bonds, trying to get away. He pauses, waiting for her body to adjust. Once she calms, he pushes further in. She takes it. Finally, he is all the way in. He gives her body time to accommodate his huge cock before gliding in and out. I already know how soaked she is, so at least there is plenty of lube. I wish that my hands weren't cuffed. I want to touch myself while I watch him fuck my sister sub. I feel Master's hand on my shoulder, reminding me to sit still. I wasn't even aware that I was squirming until he touched me. I just want to get off so badly! Fuckpet looks like she is ready to cum, but she still holds off. The man looks at Master, questioning. Master must have nodded (I can't see his face, since I am kneeling in front of him), because the man nodded. "You may cum when I do fuckpet," the man says. His voice alone is enough to make a girl weak in the knees. I begin to wish that I were strapped to the table instead. All at once, the man throws his head back, his cock buried deep inside her, while she strains against her bonds and cries out. He moans as he fills her pussy with cum. Already some is leaking out. He looks like he will collapse on top of her as he pulls himself out. His cock is beginning to soften, and it is still huge. He sees me watching, and winks. I want to cum. For the next hour, I watch as one after another uses fuckpet. Sometimes she is allowed to cum, sometimes she isn't. Every hole on her body is used. Some people come up in pairs, using her for their pleasure. I haven't cum yet. Master's hand remains on my shoulder, reminding me of my place. When I try to look away, for drop my head, he uses my hair to move it so I am continually watching the show. I begin to wonder if anyone will use me again, when suddenly a woman steps up. I somehow missed seeing her until now. She had blended into the shadows. She is wearing a black lacy top, and a long black skirt. I can hear the click click of her booted feet as she walks across the room to Master. "I want her," She says in an authoritive voice. Master takes my arm and helps me stand. My legs have gone weak from kneeling for so long. She walks away. I know to follow. She leads me to the head of the table. At her command, I lay down on my sister sub, in a 69 fashion. But instead of fuckpet, I will be eating on the mistress as she sits in a chair, pulled up to the foot of the table. My pussy pulses, thrilled to finally get something. Fuckpet dives right in. She is beyond horny and has no reservations. I tentatively touch mistress's pussy with my tongue. She pushes my head, forcing me to go further in. She tastes different than fuckpet. Not too bad. Or maybe I'm just so horny that I don't care. I tease her opening with my tongue, sliding it into her pussy. My neck strains, as I try to get more. I suddenly want this. My body is uncomfortable, being in this position, but I don't care. I am pleasuring mistress, Master is watching, and sister sub is eating me out. I am happy. Sooner than I thought, mistress floods my mouth with her cum. I lick every drop that pours out. I long for my own release, knowing it is right there. I hear Master's voice, "My subs may both cum... NOW." I immediately cum, filling fuckpet's mouth. Beneath me, she cums as well. I can't resist, I stick my tongue down there and lick it up too. I am soon panting for breath, my face laying on her thigh. I can hear Master thanking his guests for coming and leading them to the door. Soon he is back. He releases my arms from the cuffs, gently rubbing them to encourage the blood flow. He helps me stand, and begins to untie her. "Very good, my subs. Lesson four, work together to serve others, at my will."