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The Meet

By: Bad_Girl_In_Training



She stepped nervously out of the elevator of the big city hotel, her stiletto heels silent on the plush carpet as she walked on shaking legs towards the door of the penthouse. Pausing she checked her watch, ten minutes to nine, she was early. Her heart was hammering in her chest and her mouth was dry with anticipation. He had told her to be here at nine am precisely and for the next twenty-four hours she was His, to do with as He pleased.

The effort it had taken to secure these precious hours had been epic beyond all belief and yet she still hesitated at knocking on the door these few minutes early, she was anxious not to start this day by irritating Him. So she waited, smoothing down her hair, straightening her skirt, aware of its cool silkiness against the bare skin of her arse, feeling the warm heat of excitement between her thighs.

At precisely nine her fingers rapped the glossy surface of the door which seemed to glide open at her touch. There He stood, His eyes raked over her taking in every detail of her appearance, He smiled. His voice when He spoke was smooth and even but there was a hint of laughter lurking beneath.

"I wondered if you would wait, I have been watching you through the spyglass. Reception was told to warn me of your arrival." 

He stepped aside and motioned her inside closing the door silently behind her. She stood just inside the door until she felt His hand in the small of her back propelling her gently into the lounge. The light yet firm touch of His fingers felt like a brand on her flesh and she could not stem the shiver of desire that coursed through her body. He indicated that she was to sit on the large creamy leather couch and she complied, another shiver running through her as its coolness caressed her backside.

"A few ground rules girl. For the next twenty-four hours you are Mine, you will do what I say, when I say. you will not question me unless it is to seek clarification of a command. Do you understand and agree girl?" The commanding tone of His voice steadied her, focusing her mind. She licked her dry lips before replying quietly but clearly.

"Yes Sir, i understand and i agree. i am Yours Sir and i will do Your bidding."

"Good girl, then let us begin. I have much planned for you and you are wearing entirely too many clothes. Stand girl and strip, fold your clothes neatly and leave them on the chair over in the corner then return to Me so I may look at you."

She rose slowly, not entirely trusting her trembling legs to support her. Reaching behind her she slid the zip of her skirt down and let it slide to the floor soon to be joined by her top and the gossamer silkiness of her g-string and bra. Naked she bent and retrieved her clothing taking it to the chair, using the time spent folding it to steady herself. Taking a deep calming breath she slid off her shoes leaving them beneath the chair before returning to stand before Him, hands clasped behind her back eyes downcast.

He moved around her examining her from all angles, occasionally stretching out a hand to stroke the curve of her hip, feel the weight of her breast in His palm or to tweak her already stiffening nipples. He stopped behind her, his body close to her but not quite touching His hand closing around her throat making her gasp as He whispered close to her ear.

"I am going to enjoy using you girl. I am going to take you to places you have only ever dreamed of and I am going to leave you spent and sore EVERYWHERE!" 

His hand released her throat and slid down her back, dipping between her thighs and pushing two fingers up into her hot wet vagina. He laughed.

"Aren't you wet My sluttygurl? I bet you would love for Me to make you cum now on My fingers like a filthy whore. Well you will not cum, not until I command it. I am going to make you ache for release and if you cum even once without My permission I will punish you severely. Now raise your arms above your head I wish to bind your breasts."

She stood quietly whilst His hands busied themselves with their work, looping the rope and knotting it with practiced ease around her full breasts, pulling it tight till the pressure exerted upon them made them swell and harden. She fought the urge to move to release the pressure building in her shoulders from the effort of holding her arms above her head but she would not make any move which might displease Him.

He stepped back to admire His handiwork, pinching her nipples hard and then delving into a bag at His feet. The clamps He applied to her nipples bit into the tender flesh making her gasp but also causing the heat between her thighs to increase. Attaching weights to each clamp He smiled as her nipples elongated and she shifted involuntarily her teeth worrying the fullness of her bottom lip.

"You may lower your arms girl and present Me your wrists."

She held her hands out towards Him the pain screaming through her tense shoulder muscles and He buckled soft padded cuffs to her wrists before bending to do the same to her ankles.

Suddenly His tongue snaked between her thighs finding her burning clit and sucking it between His lips. The touch was so unexpected and so perfectly placed that before she could help herself she shuddered into orgasm her juices flooding His tongue. His fingers thrust into her pushing something deep into her cunt. She could feel the hard smoothness within her and her muscles clenched to try to feel what He had placed there. As they contracted the egg started to pulsate and she came again, hard with an almost animal moan. Dimly in the recesses of her mind she heard Him laugh and her focus snapped back, she started to stammer an apology but His voice cut her off.

"You really are a disobedient slut are you not? Did I not tell you that cumming without permission would earn you punishment? Perhaps that is what you crave. Well let us see if that is still the case when I am finished with you."

He guided her roughly towards a chair in the center of the room sitting He pulled her over His knee and examined her backside. The first blow was far harder than she had anticipated, blazing across her left cheek and leaving its imprint against her pale flesh. The slaps rained down, some hard, some feather light more caresses than blows. He varied the pace constantly taking her by surprise, heating her skin as it started to glow red under His palm and she squirmed. He continued the most prolonged and erotic spanking she had ever endured, the egg inside her throbbing and vibrating turning her insides to molten lava which coated her thighs and His fingers on the occasions that His slaps landed firmly between her legs on her engorged lips. She ached to cum, her cunt screaming for release that, somehow she knew He would not allow or at least not anytime soon. His voice pulled her back, the spanking had ceased.

"Stand up girl; I want you behind the chair."

She quickly complied with His wishes as He too rose and moved behind her. He spread her legs and secured the cuffs to the chair legs with her feet outside the legs. He ran His hand up her leg and began to finger her clit, teasing and pinching it and as He did so the vibrations inside her intensified. She realized that the egg had some kind of remote control and that He had just changed the setting, the movements deep inside her took on new rhythms and coupled with His questing fingers the effort of controlling her orgasm became almost unbearable.

Abruptly He stepped away from her and moved in front of the chair. He held His fingers beneath her nose and she could smell the familiar scent and see her juices glistening there.

"Suck my fingers girl. Clean yourself from them and be sure to do a good job."

She sucked hungrily at His fingers licking between them savoring her own taste until no trace of her remained. He removed His hand and looped a length of rope through the D rings on her wrist cuffs and pulling her forward positioning her so that her thighs touched the back of the seat and her torso remained unsupported. The weights pulling the clamps on her nipples tight as gravity played its part. He secured the rope firmly so she could not adjust her position. 

As she lifted her eyes she saw a screen on the coffee table in front of her the image that confronted her was that of her own reddened backside thrust high and on display.

"So girl what do you think of my little surprise? I thought it might be amusing to force you to watch what you are about to receive and of course it will give us a keepsake for later."

"You think of everything Sir, i am humble in Your presence."

"Girl you will be far more than humble soon. I intend to make you beg for mercy and you WILL watch ever single blow or I will double them."

Her wide eyes glued to the screen she saw Him move into the frame a large leather paddle in His hand. Expertly He worked the paddle over the flesh of her behind and the backs of her thighs, often concentrating on the sweet spot where buttock meets thigh. Her soft gasps and moans seemed only to spur Him on and she saw her own flesh turning scarlet.

"Girl you will count the last ten, each blow will become harder. On the tenth you will cum and then you will thank Me. If you stumble or fail on the count or your eyes leave the screen we will start again from one, do you understand?"

"Yes Sir i understand Sir." 

She fixed her gaze firmly on the screen and tried to steady herself for the first strike.

"One Sir!" she gasped as it landed her mind trying to comprehend how He could strike any harder.

"Two Sir, Three Sir, Four Sir!!!" her voice trembled and tears started to her eyes which remained resolutely on the screen.

"Five Sir, Six Sir, Seven Sir!!!" The last three blazing across the back of her thighs making her jerk forward. The weights bouncing and pulling at her nipples.

"Eight Sir, Nine Sir!" the ninth blow struck just below her buttocks searing hot against the outer lips of her cunt forcing a scream from her lips.

"Ten Sir!!" her orgasm ripped through her, cum streaming down her thighs. She shuddered and moaned for a full two minutes before being able to control her voice enough to whisper.

"Thank You Sir. Thank You for punishing me for my disobedience and thank You for allowing me to cum even though I do not deserve it."

"You think that concludes your punishment girl?? I haven't even begun but you have handled yourself well so far I am pleased. As a reward I will remove the clamps from your nipples. If the release makes you feel like you need to cum again you may."

He reached beneath her gripping a clamp in each hand, removing them simultaneously. The blood rushing back into her nipples made her scream as once again she climaxed violently her body racking uncontrollably as He slid a finger into her anus.

"Hmmm you are tight here girl. We will have to work on that later." He withdrew His finger and ran His hand over her buttocks enjoying her flinch. "Have you recovered enough to continue girl?"

"Yes Sir i am ready to continue. Thank You for Your leniency Sir, You are too kind to Your unworthy girl."

"Too kind indeed Mygirl but perhaps a meeting with My strap will serve to remind you of your place. I think thirty stripes should suffice, do you think you can handle that Mygirl?"

Her mouth went dry and her eyes widened in alarm. Her backside already felt like it was on fire and He wanted to inflict thirty more stripes with the strap. Her words spilled forth hasty and afraid.

"Sir I don't want to displease You but I don't think i can take thirty my backside is already so sore. Please Sir have pity on Your girl!"

"Take pity on you girl? Did you cum twice even though I had expressly told you not to? You committed the crime you can and WILL accept the punishment. If you cannot I will release you now and you will never see Me again. Is that what you want girl?" 

"No Sir PLEASE!! i will take whatever You see fit. Forgive me please don't release me. Flog me as hard as You want I cannot bear for you to let me go."

He came round and stood in front of her, His cock inches from her lips she could hardly take her eyes from it pressing against the material of His pants. All she could think about was taking Him in her mouth but He had other ideas. He bent and took her chin in His hand staring into her eyes as He spoke.

"This is the last time I remind you girl. Until 9 am tomorrow I own you, you agreed to do as I say. For your repeated insolence we will make it 40 strokes and you will cum after every ten. I do not need to hear a count and I will not pause to let you recover. Theses strokes will come fast and heavy as will you."

He released her chin and stepped round behind her again. The next 15 minutes were a blur of pain and pleasure. The strap blazed across her buttocks and thighs punctuated by shattering orgasms that left her gasping for breath. Again and again He struck working her over with precision, no two blows striking the same spot. In the few lucid moments between orgasms she looked at the screen and saw purple welts rising amongst the red. She knew that sitting would be a painful experience for the next few days and she also realized she had no clue how much more punishment He had in store for her.

As her final orgasm subsided she became aware of His fingers pushing into her, grasping and removing the egg from her dripping cunt. The empty feeling was soon replaced as He thrust His cock into her in one almost savage move. He gripped her hips and fucked her hard, His hips pounding against her tortured flesh making her sob and moan. He felt her muscles tighten around His shaft and He grabbed her hair as He spoke.

"If you cum now bitch you will be sorry. This is not about your pleasure."

Harder and harder He fucked her while she whimpered and pleaded to be allowed to cum. She had no idea how long had passed when she felt His hands clench her buttocks in a vice like grip and she heard Him say 

"Cum now My sluttygurl, milk My cock!"

She felt His hot seed spurt inside her and relinquished herself to a climax so intense she almost blacked out. He withdrew from her His cock still iron hard and moved around so that she could suck Him. He forced Himself between her lips and into her throat urging her to clean Him. Her tongue caressed Him and she sucked hungrily loving the mixture of their juices. She longed for Him to cum in her mouth but He withdrew. He zipped up His pants and said almost conversationally 

"Now for the last part of your punishment for now girl, though willful bitch that you are I am sure more will be earned. Ten strokes of the cane should welt that arse of yours nicely I think and give you something to focus on when I insert the butt plug you will be wearing for the next two hours. Eyes on the screen girl I want you to see these coming because you won't be again for a while."

Taking position behind her He measured the distance of His swing, tapping the cane lightly against her buttocks a few times, watching them clench in anticipation, then He swung. Ten blisteringly hard blows each drawing a scream of pain from her. Her breathing becoming labored as her tears flowed unchecked but to her credit she did not protest or flinch away.

As the last cane stroke fell He fingered the welts left behind, smiling as He heard her whimper as His finger ran along the length of each of them. She watched Him on the screen through her tears stunned by the livid marks but more so by the hunger they had stirred within her again. Her hunger turned to apprehension again very quickly as she saw Him withdraw a large butt plug and some lube from the bag.

She shivered as the icy lube hit her flaming skin and winced as He worked it into her anus with first one then two fingers. Slowly He slid His fingers in and out of her tight hole, rotating them as He lubed her up. Her whimpers turned to moans of pleasure until He withdrew His fingers and inserted the tip of the plug in their place. As He pushed it slightly she groaned as she felt it vibrate into life. Adding more lube He gently fucked her with it until finally it slid into place leaving her deliciously full and squirming. He adjusted the power of the plug until it was pulsating and vibrating with the intensity He sought and then He left her.

She had no way of knowing where He had gone, the carpet muffled His footsteps to silence and she only knew He had returned when He draped an icy cold towel over her battered and bruised buttocks. He twisted His fingers in her hair and turned her face towards Him crushing her lips with a passionate kiss.

"Rest Mygirl, we have much still to explore but you have done well. I will return shortly."

The Meet



As I sit here and recount what just took place, my mind continues to spin. Let me tell you a bit about myself. I am a 49 year old man. I live in Indiana, and have all my life. I've been in an online relationship for the past several years. We had gotten quite close over time and had decided to meet for the first time. 

Teri lives on the east coast, so it was going to take a bit to see her. I packed my car and started the nine hour drive. Along the way she had sent me several text messages and even called me as I ate at a Denny's for my lunch. The excitement had been building for a long time, and now it was going to actually take place. The day was sunny and warm. Spring had finally arrived. 

I pulled into the parking lot at the Hampton Inn, and went to check in. Teri would be arriving soon. I got the key card and headed to the room. #229 was down a long hallway and around the corner. The end room. Perfect. No one would be on the opposite wall to bother us. I put my luggage on the end of the stand and looked around. A king sized bed, a Jacuzzi, nice little kitchenette. This was going to be perfect. I jumped into the shower to get the road dirt off my body. As I got out I looked at the clock, 30 minutes to go. 

My heart was pounding as I thought about all the things we had been thru together. Her boyfriends, my marriage, all the time spent helping each other. Now we were finally going to see each other in person for the first time. I changed into my best slacks and a white button down shirt. Left the top two buttons undone. I had always hated collars.  I looked at my watch and smiled. Ten minutes.  I took the Key card and headed down to the lounge to wait. 

I sat down across from the bar, the pool behind me, and a great view of the ocean from our table. As I soon as I sat down, I heard a soft female voice over my left shoulder,"Mark?" It was Teri! The moment was here!!

"Teri!!!" There she was standing, right next to me. Her pictures didn't do her justice. She was gorgeous with her long hair her pouty lips and her beautiful eyes. My heart was pounding. I'm sure you could hear it back in Indiana. Her smile could be seen at the beach. 

This was the moment we had both been waiting for. 

I took her in my arms and gently kissed her hello. The tingling in my toes was incredible as the kiss lingered just a bit. There was little spoken, I took her hand and led her out of the lounge and off to our room. 

We held hand not saying a word as we walked down the hall. The sexual tension in the air was thick. We both knew what we wanted. 

We got to the room and as I fumbled with the card, I felt her hand on my stomach, working her fingers thru my belt.  The door clicked open just as she unfastened the button on my pants. I felt the zipper being pulled down. My stiffness was sure to be exposed in a short time. 

I pulled her into the room and shut the door. Taking her into my arms kissing her passionately, this was the kiss of desire, of lust, of love. Our tongues danced as I felt her hand slip inside the waistband of my underwear. The gray jockey's would be no match for her soft fingers. 

My own hands had begun to caress her breasts. Her nipples were very noticeable against the palm of my hand. Her breathing had quickened as our kisses became passionate. Still not a word had been spoken, none had been needed. I began to unbutton her blouse. The lacy bra slowly became visible. 

I felt her soft fingers wrapping around my now throbbing hard cock. She squeezed it gently as our tongues continued their rapid dance. As we broke the kiss, my fingers slipped her blouse over her shoulders. The sound of the fabric falling to the floor was so erotic. Under the blouse was the Corset she had shown me that she had purchased on e-bay. My eyes were drawn to its beauty, as well as the swell of her breasts. I wanted this woman badly. 

She stepped back from me and unzipped the zipper on the black skirt she was wearing. As it fell to the floor, I saw the white lace garter and stockings, and my mouth fell open as I saw her dark pubes, she wasn't wearing panties. She stood in front of me in the sexiest lingerie. I'm sure she could hear my heart beat. 

I pushed my slacks down and stepped out of them, I almost ripped off my shirt. She laughed as I fumbled with my clothes. She stopped me before I could remove my underpants. Taking she smiled as she dropped to her knees and slowly pulled them down. 

My cock sprung free just inches from her sweet face.  She smiled and looked up at me. "It's perfect just like the pictures you sent me" 

My heart was racing as I felt her fingers wrap around it and slowly stroke me. She knew what I wanted and wasn't going to make me wait any longer. Her tongue slipped past her soft lips and licked the underside of my cock. My eyes closed and my mouth opened a low gasp as the pleasure filled me. She grinned up at me as the tip of her tongue teased the purple head of my engorged cock.

Squeezing the base of my cock she said to me "not yet baby, I want this in more places than just one.  Standing she released my cock and turned around. I saw her perfect ass for the first time in person. I couldn't help but stare, it was just beautiful. She walked slowly to the bed; my eyes were locked on each ass cheek as it jiggled just a bit with every step. 

She climbed onto the bed on all fours, her sexy ass staring me in the face. My cock throbbed. I took my time walking to the bed. I wanted this moment to last. Her pink slit surrounded by the lightest covering of dark hair the tiny puckered hole of her star, the cheeks just waiting for my hands. 

I climbed up behind her, and leaned down. My tongue tasted her flesh for the first time as it explored her labia. Slowly tracing a trail up one side and then down the other, her scent intoxicating. I heard her moans and could hear the fabric moving as she gripped the bed spread. Slowly I explored her delicious pussy. My hands had held her hips, pulling her back onto my tongue. I began lapping up and down the slippery folds of her pussy. Teasing the bright red clit as it peeked out of its hood. Her moans louder now, I pushed two fingers into the hot love channel, feeling her walls grip them, twisting them gently exploring every soft inch. Moving them in and out as my tongue continued to lap at her clit. 

I pulled my fingers from her and brought the wet digits up to my nose. Oh did she smell good.  My cock throbbed even harder. Gripping it in my right hand I drug it thru her folds.  Her heat was making me want to fuck her hard and fast, but this was our first time. It had to be special. I pushed the head of my cock into her sex. She let out a gasp letting me know how good it felt to her. I held it still inside her, her walls trying to pull me in deeper. My fingers gripped her hips and pulled her back slowly onto my cock. I began to fill her.

The rhythm was set, slow and steady. I watched my cock slide in and out, shiny with her juices. Pulling her walls and then thrusting back inside. I couldn't resist and placed my thumb on her tiny ass hole. "OH MARK" I heard it loud and clear.  I pressed gently, as my cock continued to work in and out of her tight hot pussy. I pushed the tip of my thumb past her sphincter and into the tightness of her ass.  I felt my own thumb against my cock as it pushed deeper. My balls were spanking her hot clit on every thrust.  I felt her gripping me, her moans now almost a scream on every thrust. She was close. 

I pulled my cock from her and without waiting pushed it into her tight ass. The head slipped in easily. This time the scream was loud, I'm sure they heard it at the front desk. The pain/pleasure was filling her. I began to fuck her harder and faster. I was watching her flesh jiggling with every thrust. I reached up and squeezed her tit hard thru her bra. My hard cock was still pounding in and out of her hot ass hole. I felt my balls begin to tighten and the heat rise thru me. I was going to cum, I slowed my pace trying to prolong this as long as I could. 

Holding my cock inside her, I felt her begin to milk me with her muscles. "Cum in me Mark!" That's all I needed to hear. I begin to fuck her hard. My hips making a loud smacking sound on each impact with her ass. My cock was deep inside her. I reached around and began rubbing her hard clit with my fingers.  "Oh My God! Teri baby!" My cock exploded inside her. Jet after jet of hot thick cum began filling her ass.  Her own orgasm hitting at the same time, I collapsed on her back our bodies soaked in sweat. 

Holding her in my arms, softly nibbling at her neck, I whisper in her ear,"Daddy loves his baby"

Smiling at me you notice something wrong, something horribly wrong,  in our passion, in our desire...... 

The door stood open.... wide open



The Meet



I shifted my warm, scented body in the cool, ruffled bed. There. Tonight there was a moon so full and white and gleaming that it gave my already pale skin a pale glow.

I was, at this moment, down to my lacey delicates, and above me, Josh was peeling off his brown baseball tee. He tossed his shirt to the floor and looked me over, getting a good overview of the amusement park. His stare said it all.

A wide and uncontrollable smile crept across my face then; I also liked what I saw. And I realised then just how perfect this moment was: after months of dancing around the topic, we were finally test-driving our natural attraction. There was no way it could wait any longer.

The dark-haired boy returned my smile and started undoing his pants. This was it. The tension was killing me, and I finally understood the saying: 'it was so thick, you could cut it with a knife.' I just wanted his hands on me.

Josh stepped out of his jeans and knelt on the bed, making his way up to me in his straining boxer-briefs. His lips traveled passed my stomach and between my breasts, snaking their way up my neck and to my lips. We finally kissed deeply -- our lips melted together -- and Josh pressed his delicious body against mine. He was already hard.

I was already losing myself in the intoxicating arousal at this point. As he sucked and licked my neck, I became putty in Josh's hands. He used them to trace the outline of my body, electrifying my skin.

I shuddered.

Josh pulled away and smiled devilishly at me. It was nice seeing that kind of smile on his face. I ran my fingertips across his neck as I placed my hands at the back of head and pulled him into a kiss. I couldn't get enough.

We moved fluidly between meeting lips, parting mouths, and swirling tongues. In the meantime, I ran my hands all over Josh's hot skin, eventually running my nails just firmly enough up his back to elicit a guttural moan. He pulled out of the kiss and slipped a leg between mine, and then I pulled my other leg from under him. When I wrapped them both around his waist, I definitely caused a chain reaction.

I ran my hands through Josh's hair as we made out passionately, letting him know just how much I wanted him. I was fairing pretty well in his books too, as he began to press his arousal against my own sensitive parts, eventually working his way up to dry humping. I sucked his bottom lip; he ran his tongue over mine.

God, I needed him inside of me.

"Condom," I gasped, pushing him away.

Josh was amused. "Keep it in your pants," he said, smiling.

I let out a shaky breath. "Rather not," I said. I was so damn horny.

But he leaned over and started to kiss my chest, this time making his way downward. As he reached my navel, he slid his hands between the mattress and I, trying to undo my sexy white bra. I lifted my back and when it unhooked, Josh fixed his mouth on a nipple, working up a knot of frustration in my breast that made me squirm under him. He sucked hard and ran his searching tongue over each of them thoroughly, and I wondered if he was trying to read Braille.

And I moaned. Again and again.

Josh took mercy and pulled away. "You're delicious," he confessed in his startlingly American accent.

And, tracing his body with my fingertips, I smiled.

"Fuck me," I said.

Sitting up on his haunches, Josh yanked down his underwear and reached toward his nightstand, quickly recovering a condom. He tore the wrapper open and began the process of rolling the latex over his stiff, hot penis. I swore my nether regions were tingling with anticipation.

I sat up as I removed my panties and applied lube to Josh's erection, relishing the job. Holding his cock -- stroking its length -- made me soaked. I concentrated on its bulbous head: it was so soft, and it made Josh buck. I noticed then just how wet I was between my legs, and damned if it didn't make me even wetter. God, his erection was so hard. It would feel so good inside of me.

"You're going to make me cum," Josh gasped at length.

It was my turn to smile devilishly, but I took my hands off. "How about you make me cum?" I asked rhetorically, lying back down. Josh watched as my hands went straight down and I rubbed the excess lubricant on to my vulva, into my vagina. He was on me in a second.

Josh grabbed my wrists and pinned them playfully, trying to gain his own access to my wet, hot pussy. I giggled and he let go to lean on one arm, while the other grabbed his sheathed penis. I was ready for a ride.

He guided his hardened organ, but it was apparent immediately that it would be a tight fit. Josh was anything but deterred. 

"Geez," he breathed. He gripped his cock, held it at my entrance, and thrust only his tip in and out. He felt so good, and as I was able to envelop more and more of him, it felt even better. My under-used pussy widened only a little bit at a time -- just enough to fit his cock. And the tight fit was fucking extraordinary: every nerve was being stroked by Josh's gorgeous penis.

I opened my eyes when I realised I had closed them tight. Josh was still forcing his straining penis inside of me, looking down at where we connected, and I followed his eyes. I watched as his shaft slowly sunk into my meaty centre and I felt it go the deepest yet. Then, Josh slowly pulled out again, touching every last nerve in my tight pussy. I moaned subconsciously.

Josh squeezed his eyes as he pushed inside again, letting go of his rock tool now that he could go deep enough. He started working me faster now. In. Out. In and out. The last few inches were the best because my cunt finally opened right up to him, and now he pistoned in and out of me, probably feeling hornier than ever after that ordeal.

Our eyes met then. Josh was holding himself up; I had grabbed and was squeezing his sides, unsure if I could handle this much stimulation. He smiled reassuringly at me, and dropped down on to his forearms to be able to kiss my lips and fuck my pussy at the same time. His tempo slowed as our lips met and tongues danced -- his mind was now elsewhere. I grabbed his face to steady his head and I ran my tongue over his lips again, eliciting a groan and spike in rhythm.

He pulled away from me and stopped altogether. "Fuck, you're good," he gushed, looking at me with new eyes. "I'm going to make this amazing for you," he said, grinning.

I raised an eyebrow. "Yeah?" I asked, interested, although all too aware that his meat was resting inside of my hypersensitive pussy. It was hard to concentrate.

As though answering, the fellow college sophomore began to fuck me again. He started slow and ended up at full speed, just pounding into me, getting me to moan and gasp non-stop.

"You feel so good," I told him breathlessly. "You're so good," I moaned. Although it meant I couldn't touch him, I reached down and pulled my thighs further apart and up. I was so horny that no act seemed lewd anymore, and Josh loved it. He groaned and continued, looking down to watch us fuck.

Suddenly he stopped and lowered his face to my neck, running his tongue along my sensitive skin and stopping to suck it along the way. I swear that every electrical impulse in my body at that moment was moving in the direction of my nether regions and I couldn't take it. I moaned and undulated my hips, making my pussy lips glide up and down Josh's shaft. I needed release, but I loved the sexual pressure.

"I want you from behind," Josh whispered in my ear then. My heart jumped. There was no way I couldn't say 'no' to that.

I let go of my thighs and winced when Josh pulled out. I felt empty and my pussy was pulsing with arousal. I knew that as soon as he was inside of me again I wanted it to be the final stretch. I wanted to cum on his penis, and for him to cum inside of me. 

I got up, turned around, and remained on my hands and knees as Josh positioned himself.

"Just do me until you cum," I pleaded, moaning as he made his way in again.

Josh took his time though. He moved in and out of me at a slower pace now; hands on my hips, watching my thick lips part for his thick cock. He only began to speed up when he reached for my soft breasts, kneading and moulding them in his hot hands -- whichever one wasn't holding him up over me.

Soon, Josh gave up on my breasts -- playing with them was limiting his pace. But he didn't need any more stimulation. He needed release as much as I. We were both approaching the final curve.

Josh placed his hands firmly on my hips once more and started to fuck me into oblivion. I bent down, hollowing my back and resting on my forearms, making Josh's penis put pressure on entirely different areas in my cunt.

"Oh, god," I moaned. There was so much feeling, so much pressure. But I was just short of an orgasm. I knew what I could do, but I held off still -- I wanted to know Josh was close.

"Your fucking cock feels so good," I gasped. "Are you going to cum in my hot, tight pussy?" I asked.

"Yes," he gushed gutturally, fucking me harder. I could feel his tightened balls slap my thickened lips and I almost came.

"I'm so wet for you," I said, urging him on. "I'm going to cum on your hard cock soon."

I gave in to the moaning then; it was definitely time for me to get off. My right hand went straight for my clit -- I was going to give myself a little extra push over the edge.

I just began rubbing it in a circle -- I didn't need anything else. Josh was plowing me, pulling me roughly on to his cock, hands on hips. He groaned more and more, losing himself in the sex. And then I lost myself.

I felt it coming and all I could do was cry out. I kept my hand on my clit and let Josh fuck the orgasm out of me. He was so hard and big inside of my tiny vagina that I couldn't feel my pussy pulse, just the icy feeling in my gut and every nerve standing on end. I moaned over and over.

As I recovered, I set out to help Josh. "Please cum inside me," I begged. Although I had climaxed, I was still horny for Josh to get off in me. I wanted him to so bad.

"Did you cum?" he managed, breathing hard.

"Yes," I cried. "I came on your thick cock," I continued. "You feel so fucking good pushing into me."

Josh changed paces then and I knew he was really close. His heavy breathing fueled my arousal some more -- he loved this and it made me feel sexy. I moaned some more as I wondered if I could orgasm twice, but I was having too much fun talking dirty.

"Tell me more," Josh begged, getting a better grip on my hips. I grinned.

"Like how you had to force your way into my tight pussy?" I asked, reliving the moment. "No wonder you feel so good sliding in and out of me." I said, trying to be as descriptive as possible. "Pounding my fucking cunt with your hands pulling on my hips, just pounding me and again and again," I cried. "I can't wait to feel your hot cum."

That did it. Josh let out a surprised moan and pounded into me a couple more times before he froze. He was cumming. I moved myself back and forth on his pulsing penis, encouraging his orgasm.

"Oh god," he said over and over. He finally held my hips steady as he came down.

'Whoa' was all he could muster.



The Meet



The pilot just finished announcing that we would be arriving at Miami International Airport in about 20 minutes and for all passengers to prepare for the landing. The flight attendants scurried about, picking up any remaining beverage containers and food trays.

I was nervous, and hadn't eaten a thing. I just drank alot of soda and made alot of trips to the bahroom. It felt like a thousand butterflies had taken flight in my tummy. Was this for real and for true? Was I finally going to meet Juan after all these months of online chatting and hours of phone calls? As I looked out my window, I realized that yes, it was true. He was down there somewhere and I wondered if he was as anxious as I was. So many things were going through my mind, so many questions. Who would be the first to speak? What would I say? What would he say? Would we hug? Would he shake my hand? I had no idea. All I knew was that I was scared.

The plane landed with no problems. I was going mad inside. I nearly ran to the baggage pick-up area and could hardly control my panic while I waited for my luggage to appear on the carousel. I'm glad I told Juan not to pick me up. I would certainly hate for him to see me so nervous and sweaty in my anticipation. Plus, after 5 hours (it seemed longer) of sitting in an airplane seat, I was no sight for sore eyes. Ugh... I so needed a bath and fresh clothes!

I was to phone him when I got to my room, and I was nearly there. Limo's seemed to be the same in every city. I felt a sudden urge to raid the mini bar. Oh my God, was I ready for this? NO! Did I bring the right clothes? What if this was a bad hair day? Was that a twinge of p.m.s. I felt coming on? What if he found me vile and disgusting? Stop it, Carrie!

I checked into my room, drew the curtains shut, and sat on the bed, staring at nothing in the darkness. I can't do this. He's going to hate me. Maybe I won't call him for awhile, and then later say I missed my flight. No, he'll know I'm lying. He knows I'm here already, he can feel my presence. His evil temptress has arrived and he knows it.

I picked up the phone and dialed his number. As always, my heart melted when I heard his voice. I told him I had arrived safely at my hotel, and was about to take a bath. We spoke for about 15 minutes and made plans for him to meet me in my room in about 2 hours. He didn't sound nervous at all. He was probably dreading it and kicking himself for allowing me to come. I, on the other hand, was about to have a quickie with the toilet. Yes, I was going to puke. Everything was spinning and seemed so uneven. I knew it was all in my head and that I just needed to chill.

I don't know how it happened, but I awoke in the bath, and looked at the time and realized I had only 30 minutes before he arrived. I can't believe I fell asleep! The next 20 minutes were a blur - me quickly drying off, clothes flying here and there, drying my hair, trying to apply my makeup over the sweat that was beading up on my face. Damn that bath!

Ok. I was as ready as I thought I could be. I wasn't sure where we would be going for dinner, but I thought I looked halfway presentable, regardless of where we went. I chose to wear my blue/black plaid mini skirt with my thigh high platform boots, and I topped it off with a rather snug, black short sleeved blouse. I left a few of the top buttons undone, as I wondered about the evening Miami heat. I looked myself over in the mirror and cringed as ususal, but thought, "Ok, this is me. I can be nothing more." Blahhh. I turned away from my own sight and walked to the window where I drew open the curtains. A whole new world appeared before my eyes. His world. As I daydreamed about fitting into this new world...

The shrill ring of the telephone jarred me back to reality. He was here. I told him my room number and waited...

Finally, after what seemed like days, I heard a soft rap at the door. Fear found it's vicious way into my head, my throat, my spine, my entire being. I froze, unable to breathe. He rapped again. I felt myself becoming lightheaded and fought for breath, but it wouldn't come. I reached out until my hand met the wall, to brace myself, and then forced my tongue between my teeth and bit down hard. Here I am, back in this moment called reality once again, and this time there is pain - lots of pain. I heard his voice through the door, asking me if I was alright. "No," I thought to myself. "No, I'm not." And I made my way to the door.

Taking in a deep breath, I reached down for the handle, and slowly pulled the door open. I didn't realize that I had closed my eyes until I felt hin against me, hugging me. "Hi baby," he whispered in my ear. And I hugged him back with such a fierceness that I didn't think I could ever let go. We stood there that way for what seemed like an eternity, hugging, neither of us saying a word. I didn't want to pull away, ever. Me. Here with Juan. I began to cry softly, and I clung to him even tighter, and he held me while he made his way inside the door and let it close behind him.

He let go of me, only to take my hand in his and led me into the room, where he sat me down on the edge of the bed. He sat next to me and as I looked up at him, I felt his soft but firm hand slide down the right side of my face, wiping the tears away, and I tilted my head to make the contact more complete. He lifted my chin gently so that I could look directly into his eyes. "You're more beautiful than I imagined," he said with a whisper. As the words left his lips, I felt the tingle between my legs. His touch made me quiver and I could feel my heart begin to race.

I could stand it no longer. I had to do it. I reached up with both hands and grasped his face gently and drew it to my own. I pressed my purple lips softly against his, our lips parting as I pressed slightly harder. He resisted at first, as I had expected him to, but I continued. His lips were so soft and I found myself lost. I thrust my tongue forward just a little, enough to feel and taste him. He stopped resisting, and began to kiss me back. I pulled away for a moment, just to look at him. God, he was amazing. I reached up and touched his mouth with my fingers, tracing the outline of his lips. I wanted to devour them. I stood up and moved myself so that I was straddling his lap. We were now face to face, front to front, and I began to kiss him again. His lips were so soft and warm as they melted into my own. As we kissed I could feel the moisture collecting between my legs as the tingling intensified.

He ran his hands up and down my back and they came to rest just under my skirt, on my ass. Good thing I was wearing a thong. He pulled our hips together and I could feel that he had grown hard. I reached up and began to undo more buttons on my blouse. I folded each side of my blouse back, exposing my bra, and pulled his head to my chest, where he began to kiss me softly. His hands left my ass, and he unded the rest of the buttons and slid my blouse off, tossing it aside. The bra was next to go. As pretty as it was, it was in his way. I shrugged it off the instant he unhooked it, and that too, was tossed aside. His mouth immediately found my erect nipples. The feeling of his tongue brushing back and forth over my nipples only increased the wetness in my thighs and sent an unbelievable sensation to my already tingling clit. He must have known it, because before I could draw in a breath, his hand was under my skirt again, his fingers slipping under my panties, parting the lips of my dripping pussy. I gasped in my effort to breathe and grabbed his head and started to kiss him again. Oh my God, the sensations that were running through my pussy were explosive! He slipped his index and middle finger inside me while his thumb rubbed circles over my clit. The sensations rippled through my body now, as I pushed down and moved on his hand. There was nothing more I wanted at that moment than his cock.

I got off his hap, nearling panting, and dizzy from the yummy feeling he had created between my legs. I knelt down before him, between his legs and took the hand that he had fingered me with and began to lick my wetness off his fingers.

"Fuck me," I said to him as I undid his jeans, frantically pulling them off. He helped, taking off his boxer briefs, releasing his hard, throbbing cock. I took it in my hand and squeezed it before stroking it, feeling it's heat in my hand. 

"God I want you," he said, as he pushed me down over the bed. 

I was finally going to 'be with' him, my love, my Juan...

And then the phone rang... the phone? What is that? 

It's the alarm clock! Fuck, it was just a dream!

[Sigh]



The Meet



A Friday night, still light outside. You arrive at the hotel named in the text message that you received in the morning and had been anticipating what it would look like all day at the office. Work was difficult; you kept finding your mind and imagination drifting to what would be in store for you that evening with an old friend. It was all you could manage to stop yourself from sneaking off to the toilets and doing something about that urge, but you forced yourself to wait until the real thing.

You enter the hotel and find the room, feeling the butterflies flutter around in your stomach. This feels so naughty, so wrong, but yet, so very, very right. It has been on the cards for a very long time, and finally, you both decide to act on it. You find the room and bring up your hand to knock, but are surprised at yourself for hesitating. You finally shake yourself out of it and go to knock, but the door opens before you manage it. There I stand, waiting for you. You lock eyes with me for a brief moment and resist the temptation to push yourself at me and slam the door. Instead you say hello with a smile and walk in past me as I close the door behind you. For a brief moment, you don't know what is happening. Both you and I are standing in a hotel room, facing each other. The curtains are drawn, the large, comfortable looking bed in the centre of the room, the light dimmed. Is this really going to happen, you wonder? Should you really be here? Is this a mis-

Before you realised what was happening, I pull you into me and kiss you on passionately on the lips, grabbing your hips and pulling you close to me. After a short second, your shock wears off and a warm, tingling sensation overtakes you. This is happening.

You claw at the buttons on my shirt as i pull at the straps on your dress and bra. As your blue dress falls to the floor, leaving you in your underwear, I spin you around, facing away from me and you feel me unfastening your bra strap. You knew I always loved your huge, juicy breasts, so expected that to be the first thing for me to go for. Then, something unexpected happens. You hear a jungle of metal and a clicking noise, something familiar to your naughtier past. Cold metal wraps around your left wrist, and then your right. "Handcuffs" you say with an erotic sigh. Without realising, you try to pull your arms to your front. You knew that they were handcuffs, but for some reason, your brain didn't connect the dots that this would tie your hands behind your back. You were trapped, restrained, completely at the mercy of your friend. However you felt about what was going to happen next, whether you wanted to go along with it or not was the decision of me. A shiver creeps down your spine of guilty pleasure, brought on by the slight chill in the room and the feelings of passion and eroticism that is taking over your body.

I spin you back around to face me. Caught off balance, you stumble, but are caught and up righted by my strong hands. I look deep into your eyes, a look of barely restrained lust in my face. "Do you want this?" I ask, sternly...

"Yes" you reply, surprised at how timid you sounded.

"How much..."

"More than anything... I'm yours".

Those final two words seem to activate something primal within me as I put my hands on your shoulders and force you down to your knees. You now find yourself, almost completely naked, on your knees with your hands firmly chained behind you, staring at my crotch. This is really happening.

I pull at my belt and unfasten my trousers as they collapse around my ankles, leaving a pair of smart blue boxers. "I'll allow you the honours" I say in a commanding manner. That was all the encouragement that you needed as you eagerly lean forward and tug and them with your lips and teeth, desperately eager to unwrap the warm, bulging gift buried beneath. Finally, with enough effort, you pull enough for them to begin to lower. The bulge beneath starts to take a different shape and press with increasing pressure against the soft fabric encasing it. Then, with a sudden spring of force, something snaps up from the boxers, hitting you on the side of the face. You had been longing for that for what felt like forever, the warm, silky, solid feeling of my large, rock hard cock.

The boxers fall away from view, leaving my huge member to stand proudly in front of your face, supported by a shaven ball sack. The end is glistening slightly from the precum that formed, showing that I was as eager to go through with our plan as you. The smell triggers a carnal lust within you, and you want nothing more than to swallow the entire thing.

You feel my hand move behind your head and clench a clump of your hair. You think this is the sign to begin sucking on the big juicy rod in front of you, but to your surprise, you feel me hold your head back. "How much do you want this?" I ask, almost playfully.

"Bad, I want it down my throat now"

"Beg for it" I state, surprising you at how commanding and dominating I have become.

"Please, please let me have it"

You feel me move your head closer and closer to the tip of the huge cock, teasing you just centimetres from your mouth. You can smell the delicious cum just waiting to spray over your face and down your throat.

"Please, give me that fat cock of yours".

And with that, I release my grip on your hair, releasing you to give in to your primal urge to suck my dick. You shoot your head forward to the base of my dick and tongue the shaft from the bottom, all the way to the top. You reach the top and pull away, leaving a long string of cum between the tip of your tongue and my cock. You savour the sweet taste and look up at me as you move in and wrap your lips around my cock and take as much of it down as you can. You close your eyes and strain against the handcuffs holding your trembling hands back down towards your knees. You lapse my shaft with your tongue and suck in on it, drawing more of the sweet fluid out of me and down your throat. 

You think about what you are doing, in another man's hotel room, bound and restrained on the floor, completely at his will. This is so wrong, you feel guilty and wonder if you should be doing the dirty, filthy taboo that is taking over your body, but then, as you open your eyes, you see that where you thought you had been taking the entire member down your throat, only two thirds of it is covered in your saliva. You look up at me and see the extreme pleasure possessing me and decide to show me what you really are made of. With a renewed effort, you relax your throat and deep throat my entire member, right down to the base. You hear me sigh out in pleasure at feeling the walls of your throat encase my cock.

Your body takes over as it starts bobbing up and down on this large wad of meat presented to you. Your saliva and my cum mix together to drip from your chin down onto your lovely, juicy tits, exposed for my pleasure. Your mascara begins to run from your tear glands reacting to a gag reflex that either no longer exists or that is being overruled by your desire to swallow as much of my throbbing cock as you can.

Finally, you come up for air. You see the mess on your chest and can taste me at the back of your throat. You see the extreme pleasure formed across my face and see my knees tremble. 'He must be close', you think to yourself. Time to get some of that sweet, salty cum that you desire so badly.

You bend in to finish me off, but I stop you by once again, grabbing your hair. The sharp pain only acts to fuel the kinky side of your soul and makes you look up at me with desire in your eyes. "Not yet..." I say, slyly, as I pull you up by your hair. You stand and feel your knees buckle beneath you, overtaken by pleasure and anticipation of what comes next. It is at this point that you feel how moist you have gotten below. A wet but warm sensation trickles down your thighs from your swollen and hot pussy. 

I turn you around to the bed and push you onto it, 'now this is more like it', you think to yourself. Finally, after an eternity of waiting, you will finally feel your pussy being stretched open my by girth.

You feel me fumble with the cuffs on your back. Shame, you were beginning to like where this bondage was going. After loosening the cuff on one arm, you feel a brief sensation of freedom. You begin imagining yourself climbing on top of me, sliding my member inside of you, and bouncing up and down on me until he entire hotel wakes up. But before you have your chance, I grab you by the waist and move you up to the top of the bed. I yank your arms up and thread the chain between the metal, ornate headboard above you before fastening the loose handcuff back onto your wrist. Restrained again, but now on your back on the bed. Now this is more like it.

I quickly tear off my shirt and pull off the boxers and trousers around my ankles before climbing on top of you and sitting above your breasts. You open your mouth to speak, but it is stuffed with my cock which seems to have gotten even larger. It may have been an increased errection, or it may have just been the angle that you looked at it on your knees. Regardless, you relish the feeling of my huge dick sliding in and out of your mouth and throat. You relax your whole body and allow me to abuse your face, feeling me, pound your throat over and over again.

Soon, soon you will feel my cum down your throat. You crave it, desire it, need it.

Then, I stop. You hear me sigh and pant from the exertion of it, matching your own gasps for air. I turn my attention back to those large, round, silky beasts that could never take my eyes off of. I grab a bottle of lotion from one of the bedside tables and shoot a good measure of cool liquid into them before rubbing it into your soft skin, feeling, caressing, massaging, pinching and squeezing your erect nipples. I move slightly up the bed and position my throbbing hot member between them and push the outside of your plump puppies together to encase my cock. You feel it's warmth again and see the head of my dick appear between your breasts before disappearing back down to be smothered by your silky tits, then popping up again. My huge cock is no match for your giant breasts as they wrap around my girth. You feel a rush as I tit fuck you with a strong and hard rhythm. You feel my smooth balls slapping against the bottom of your breasts as the oil eases my cock up and down your ample cleavage. My hands slide their way from your sides to the front and I pinch your nipples with my thumb and index fingers, slowing my pace and enjoying the look of ecstasy in your eyes. I play about with your nipples, pulling on them and twisting them as I would the dial on a radio. 

A determined look takes over my face and I grab a handful of each tit, push them together, and pick up my pace of thrusting, fucking your gorgeous tits as hard as I can. More pre cum is squeezed from my cock and mixes with the oil, only serving to lubricate my hot muscle even more. A look of uncontrolled pleasure takes over my face as I start to squeeze your tits even harder. I moan out of sheer pleasure and release as I pump squirts of hot, gooey semen into your chest and face. You open your mouth and receive a shot right onto your tongue and down your throat, you savour the salty, sweet taste before gulping it down, proceeding to lick your lips and chin for more.

I slowly come to a stop, my cock still encased between your tits, my hands pushing down into your bosom, gaping for air to catch my breath. What you wouldn't give to wrap your lips back around my cock and suck out every last drop from my member.

As I climb down from your chest, I kneel on the bed below you and force your knees apart.

"How much do you want me" I say, once again, staring into your eyes.

"I want it!" you reply, still gasping for air. "Fuck me, stuff me with your cock, make me your slut!" 

I move ever so close to your hole, guiding my head into it, but not entering it. "Beg" I say again.

"Please, make me your whore, fuck the shit out of me, make me hurt".

I move closer and rest the tip on your clit. The warm sensation sends shivers all over your body.

"Stick it in, give it to me!" Your cries for pleasure beginning to sound desperate.

I begin to run up and down on your clit, stimulating your whole body, applying ever so little an amount of pressure to you, threatening to break your seal and violate you.

"Beg" I say, with a growl.

"NOW, FUCK ME NOW" you shout out loud at me.

With that, I push into your warmth, entering you with my throbbing, steel cock and squeezing inside you inch by inch. The pleasure overtakes you and you throw your head back in ecstasy. A loud moan fills the room and I press in deeper and deeper still towards your womb.

I pull out and enter back in, always slowly and gently. The cold tingle spreads down your legs and up your spine once again as you feel this man's dick enter your forbidden area. The fucking continues, slowly and forcefully, sliding in and out, becoming covered in the slick juices produced by how turned on you are. You yearn for me to pound you faster and fuck you harder, but it continues on and on, making you give in to my powerful, forceful cock. You pull on the handcuffs, suddenly frustrated that you are bound and restrained, stopping you from sucking on my neck and digging your nails into my back, you can only lay there and cry in pleasure as I make you my sex slave.

"I think you've earned the right now..." I say, almost amused. You look up at me, confused, and see me reach for the handcuffs. Slowly and carefully, with my dick still lodged inside you, I release you from your binds and you wait, impatiently, eagerly, to be released.

Finally, you feel freedom again, and you don't wait a second to act upon it. You rise up and push me onto my back. Climbing onto me, you kiss my lips, my neck, my chest, you run your hands up and down my body and grind your crotch against mine, feeling my rock hard rod pressing against your belly button.

You still long for my sweet taste, and so push yourself down to my waist and begin hungrily sucking on my dick once more, drinking in the combined texture of my precum and the juices produced from yourself. You lather it up with spit and place my member between your breasts and begin titfucking me with your huge breasts, knowing that it is my biggest fetish. The sensation of the silky, hard shaft sliding between your beasts is incredible. You pull my member towards you, forcing it upright, and feel it strain away from you, but you hold it in place with your tits and massage it up and down, adding some of your spit to the already glistening mixture that is spread across your chest from the sloppy blow job that you enjoyed so much before.

Finally, you decide to take complete control. You climb up and position my cock just on the entrance to your warm pussy. You sit upright and link fingers with me as you slowly lower yourself down onto me. All 7 inches push deep into you, poking into your womb. You throw your head back in pleasure as you raise yourself back up to begin again. Before you know it, you are in full motion, thrusting up and down, pounding away at my crotch, taking me deeper and deeper until your pleasant moans turn into animalistic groans and growls. You hear me start to moan in unison with you as the bed complains against the force of the thrust. 

Whilst I am distracted, you decide to take control yourself and grab at the handcuffs. Where are the keys? They aren't in the locks... Ahh fuck it. On they go. My hands are now bound as yours were to the bottom of the bed, and I helplessly pull at them as you ride me over and over again, caressing your breasts and running your hands up and down my warm body. You lean back and rest your hands on my legs to get a better position to fuck me dry.

You hear me sigh the "Oh god! OH GOD", signifying that I am close, but this is something too good to me wasted. You jump off me and move lower down my body and begin sucking and slurping my cock in your mouth, hungry for the sweet nectar that you can feel approaching. You can sense the pressure building up and up and up, just waiting to explode, until...

"AHHHHHHHHHHH-Ahh-Uhhhhhhrgh"

You feel the hot wash of cum shoot and spray down your throat. You greedily suck and suck at the tip of my cock, frantically pumping up and down my shaft to produce more for your hungry desire. I begin shaking and trembling, yanking on my restraints, as you suck me dry.

Finally, the last drop seeps out and you open up your mouth to show me your work. You let it drip and ooze off of your tongue and down onto your breasts before wiping your chin with the back of your hand. I lay there, panting and exhausted.

"Not so soon, I'm not done with you yet", you purr. "The fun has only just begun..."

To be continued



The Meet



You stand behind me so I can feel your breath on my neck and start to unbutton my top, put your hands in and fondle my breasts, then lift my skirt and feel above my stockings and beneath my panties to see if I am wet for you. You make me lick your fingers clean. I am already wet with anticipation and you tell me what a dirty slut I am and how I should be punished for behaving in a bad way by even coming here. You know how much I need to be demeaned by you, to be put in my place so I know I am the sub here this evening. The fact that I have behaved in this way will mean I will belong to you tonight and I Will do as you say and be punished every time I fail to meet your high standards. You make it clear new sluts need to be trained to your standard and anything else is unacceptable. 

You remove my top and bra and use my breasts as you see fit sucking and chewing lightly. Then you make me kneel before you so that I can smell your arousal though I cannot see it. Something about the way I kneel is not to your exacting standards. It is probably trying to kneel down with high heels on. Always tricky!

You make me stand again, lead me across the room , make me bend and hold onto the chest of drawers in the room telling me I may not let go and then lift my skirt and instruct me to face forwards with legs slightly apart, ass up. I am to make no noise or I will be gagged. You take your hand or a paddle and spank me to show your displeasure making me count and thank you for each stroke until you believe it is sufficient as a first admonishment because I am unskilled in anticipating your requirements yet. Any noise or unacceptable movement will be recognised, I will be gagged next time and punishment will follow later at your whim. You feel my pussy again to check on my wetness. If it is wet enough I am to kneel before you in a position of submission If not, I am to be punished again until it is.

I kneel submissively, my hands are to be tied behind my back, a collar to be placed on me to demonstrate I am owned for this scene and the whole evening. As a reward you unzip your jeans so your cock pops out and you wipe it across my face. Then you allow me to lick the shaft and tip before I am only allowed to gently lick and taste the precum as a particular reward if I have pleased you. I take your pulsating cock fully into my mouth. You decide if you want to make me deep throat or not or save that for later and I am to accept your cock in the manner that pleases you before you withdraw it . 

My skirt is removed before I kneel on the bed ,now ass in the air and you decide whether to pull off my panties or just cut them off as they are in the way. You decide to cut them off. The punishment you saved up from earlier is given. I am gagged now because I need to accept whatever you choose to give me and I am likely to whimper or squeal. You explore my pussy, fingering as you wish and stimulate my clit a long way to make me want and need your cock in me but I am not allowed to cum of course. You turn me over decide if I am to be spreadeagled or not and then play with my tits again deciding if you want to clamp them now or not or clamp them in a later scene . You remove the blindfold and gag and then you engage in a 69, rewarding me by allowing me to finally see your cock and balls which I have so wanted to do since the start, licking my clit and pussy whilst I am allowed to suck on your cock and balls as you request to suit your pleasure, shallow or deep throating before you return to sucking my tits again. 

If I have pleased you this far you will decide if I am permitted to cum yet or whether you will just take me to the edge as punishment. You decide you want to use an electrical wand to make the experience unbearable for me so that I cannot stop cumming or control myself or perhaps just to take me to the edge again so that I beg to be allowed to cum for you. No gag this time but I have to be fully arm and leg restrained as I cannot stop struggling to stop you doing this otherwise and that would just not do!- I have to beg for mercy for you to stop this and maybe you will and maybe you won't. Maybe I will have to accept a long or multiple orgasms. 

Now you will decide if you are going to fuck me. You turn me back onto my front, gag me again , ass in the air and spank me good and hard till my ass is red. You take your time on this, first soothing with your hand and then spanking alternately. It hurts, oh god it hurts and I cannot tell when it will stop because you start and stop then soothe then spank, but I know the punishment will be bigger if I do not satisfy your need to spank, paddle or use your crop on me. You finger me first and tell me you may fist me (and maybe you decide I need to learn the experience of being fisted and maybe not- all sluts need to be trained fully after all and, as I never did this before, so you would know best at this point, as in all things if my first fisting is appropriate now or to be kept and anticipated for the next scene). 

If you did not allow me to come before or even if you did you make me come again now. You remove the gag and untie my hands so giving me time to recover for only a few seconds before you spank me again and swiftly take me and penetrate me hard and I can hear your balls slapping against my ass as you fuck me good, deep and hard. , You make me go on top and ride you for a short while with my tits swaying which you chew as I ride you, then you turn me onto my back and you fuck my tits until your cum sprays all over my throat and face. It goes everywhere. 

I am to thank you for your cum and then you order me to lick and clean your cock with only my tongue and lips but I am only allowed to use a finger to scrape off your sweet, salty cum from my body and face and lick and swallow it. I may not wash it off as I must have my new master's scent on me tonight. You order me to get dressed without panties as they have been cut off, and you remove the collar temporarily. You take me back down to the bar minus panties for a drink and to discuss my performance, knowing you can slide your hand up my crotch and finger my pussy in a public place any time you want. We have a drink and a meal before you decide if I am worthy of embarking on the next scenes over the rest of the evening if it so pleases you. And I am so desperate to please you.



The Meet and Greet



Jack and Ellen Howard were a young couple. They were both 25 years old and had been married for a little over two years. Their lives revolved around work, each other and their church. Especially their church. It was a non denominational fellowship with emotional worship services and a close knit community of believers.

Jack and Ellen were quite the couple. He was six one, brown eyed with curly brown hair, brown eyes, a, broad chested and in shape. His job involved lots of physical labor at a lumber yard and when not at work he was mountain biking and rock climbing. Ellen, his wife, stood five foot seven. Her bone straight brown hair fell past her shoulders. A real gym rat, she was a lean and trim 110 pounds with long legs and firm medium breasts. Her jaw was a bit large but other than that her blue eyed countenance was flawless. Her upturned nose and naturally rosy cheeks made her look much younger than her real age. 

Always eager to make new converts for their version of Christianity they had been focusing for the last several weeks on an older couple who had been visiting their church. They were Richard and Blair Hart. Ellen and Jack assumed that they were in their mid thirties. Richard was huge, he towered over Jack by a good six inches, He was built like a professional wrestler or the world's heaviest basketball forward. He was blond with closely cropped hair. Ellen had once confessed to Jack that she found Richard to be rather handsome. Jack did not confess that he admired Blair's face and figure a great deal.

She was five foot five without an ounce of fat on her frame. With lovely gams and full breasts, alabaster skin, and stunning copper colored collar length hair. Her green eyes flashed with a surprising intensity.

Jack. being a good Christian, forced dirty thoughts out of his mind every time he saw Blair.

The Harts had been attending their church for about a two months when Ellen invited them over for dinner one Friday night. Jack had had some talks with Richard after church and learned that he was a pharmacist and that Blair, his wife, was a patent attorney. He seemed like a real nice guy and both of them gave an impression that they were looking for a new church home. They both came across as a bit skeptical, however, and Jack and Ellen both looked forward to a quite dinner to win the couple for the Lord. The Friday meet and greet which their church called these couple on couple meetings would be the perfect opportunity yo do just that.

The Friday evening was like so any other. Jack finished work at six P.M. and came home to Ellen in the rented townhouse they shared. Her day ended at five when her preschool closed for the day. The Hart's were scheduled to arrive at eight P.M. Jack showered and put on nice, but casual clothes. Ellen dressed herself in a blue blouse and a calf length blue skirt and dressy flats for her feet. 

Jack was actually a better cook than Ellen was and he made the meal of rice and marinated chicken breasts while Ellen vacuumed the house and set the kitchen table. The Harts arrived right on schedule. 

They arrived in a huge panel van. Jack went out to greet them and shepherd them into the foyer. He was surprised at the vehicle they pulled up in. In his head Jack had anticipated the sporty sedan which the Hart's always drove to church. 

As if reading his mind, Richard greeted him with, "Our regular car is in the shop." 

Jack had to catch his breath when he saw Blair exit the van. She was wearing a shimmering white dress that revealed a great deal of leg and was cut to maximize her bust. She wore charcoal stockings. 

Richard was dressed pretty much as Jack was, khakis and a polo shirt.

"We brought the wine!" announced Blair. 

Dinner went rather well as the Hart's complimented Jack's cooking and Ellen's sense of decor. After the house tour they exchanged small talk for a short while. Richard asked for corkscrew and opened the wine. Jack remembered the first glass of wine...

Jack woke up with a start. He found himself in his bed, Ellen next to him, Then he realized they were 

both naked. Ellen was a very conservative woman, she NEVER spent the entire night naked. Jack realized that he had no recollection of getting ready for bed or even most of the previous evening. Gently her nudged Ellen. She awoke with a gasp.

"Jack what happened last night?" a second later she asked, "Did you take off my pajamas?"

"Not that I remember."

Suddenly Ellen screamed and pulled down the covers.

"Jack you pervert!" she yelled, 

"Look at this!"

Ellen pointed to her crotch. Her pubic hair was missing!

Jack pulled down the covers and noticed that he had been depilated as well!

"I'm shaved as well. What's going on here?"

Almost together they said, "The Harts!" and "The wine!"

"My wedding and engagement ring they are gone!" said Ellen. Jack noticed that his wedding band was missing as well.

Then he smelled the aroma of frying eggs and bacon.

"They are still here and they are cooking in our kitchen!" 

Jack got up to put on some clothes

Presently they heard someone walking up the stairs. Richard''s huge face lunged into the bedroom doorway.

"Ah I see you're up. Won't you come down and have some breakfast?"

"You!" shouted Jack and he launched himself at Richard.

Richard caught Jack and put him in a choke hold. Despite the fact that Jack was in excellent shape, Richard tossed him around like he was a toy. Richard pinned Jack's hands behind his back with one hand and simultaneously yanked off the boxer shorts Jack had put on when he got out of bed.

Jack was in excruciating pain begging to be released.

.

"Breakfast is served and is come as you are dining."

Ellen cowered beneath the sheet and blankets.

"Get out of bed honey and make no effort to cover yourself or I will break both of your husband's arms." 

Knowing by the look in Richard's eyes that he was dead serious Ellen swallowed her embarrassment and slid out of bed. Until that moment, aside from a few doctors, Jack was the only man who had ever seen her naked.

"Go downstairs to the kitchen." Ordered Richard .

With dread Ellen made her way down the staircase while Jack was dragged along behind her.

In the kitchen Ellen found Blair, clad in totally different outfit than the one she had worn the night before, setting out portions for breakfast. Her dress was a black mini dress with a gold accessory belt and black high heels. There were four place settings.

"Ah, good morning Ellen and Jack. Richard and I will sit at the ends of the table. You and Jack will sit on opposite sides. I'm sure you have lots of questions." 

Richard forced Jack to sit in one seat and threatened. "Do anything stupid pretty boy and I'll rip you apart!" He released Jack who began rubbing his arms to soothe away the pain.

Ellen took the seat opposite of him. 

Blair announced, "Once everyone has eaten you two get to play seven questions with us. Will will answer just seven and ONLY seven of your questions. After that you are ours for the rest of the day. Eat every bite." 

"Now see here!" jack said forcefully.

Richard got a very dangerous look on his face and said. "Eat curly. Anymore lip from you and I'll knock your teeth out. If you haven't guessed by now Blair and I are in charge here. You two eat in total silence or I'll slap you around again!"

It was all the prompting that Jack and Ellen needed to begin eating. The meal was eggs, bacon, cereal, coffee and fruit. Jack recognized the food as coming from his own kitchen and pantry.

While eating Jack noticed a soreness in his ass. He suddenly realized that the previous evening, probably something really freaky had been done to himself and his wife. 

As Blair and Richard ate they exchanged small talk while Jack and Ellen ate in stony silence almost like the naked couple wasn't there at all. To Jack it was very surreal. Ellen ate while gently sobbing, one arm trying to shield her breasts but failing miserably.

Once they were finished eating, Blair gathered up the plates and utensils and set them in the sink.

"You two go into the living room and sit next to each other on the couch," said Blair. "Yes I have drawn the curtains and the shades. Now go!"

Like stunned automatons Jack and Ellen meekly did as instructed. Jack put his arm around Ellen's shoulder and they waited for what seemed like a long time but was probably only five minuets or so.

At last Richard and Blair entered carrying chairs from the kitchen they placed these opposite of the couple on the couch.

Richard said. "Its seven question time."

Jack asked, "What happened to us last night?" 

Blair giggled and said "The answer to that question is not a simple one, however you will shortly be shown exactly how well the two of your preformed last night."

"Preformed?" said Ellen.

Oh I am sorry honey, that is not quite a question." Said Richard. 'But you both were very good."

"Who shaved us? Ellen sobbed.

"Honey, you weren't shaved. Its a chemical depilatory. " said Richard.

" It should keep you hairless for several weeks at least." finished Blair "I denuded your husband's manhood and Richard had the pleasure of clearing your sacred grounds. Just between me and you Ellen, you really should not have let yourself get so unkempt down there."

Ellen began to cry loudly. "Where are our wedding rings?" She wailed. 

"Obviously we have them honey. " said Richard. "If are well behaved children you can earn the right to wear them again, But you no longer belong to each other you belong to us now."

"Belong to you ... What the hell are you talking about? said Jack.

Richard stared right into Jacks eyes with an alarming intensity. He looked deadly dangerous. Jack broke the stare by looking away. He knew he was no match for Richard and any attempts at heroics on his part would end very badly.

"Just what we said. You are both our property for as long as we like. Have no fear it is not permanent we generally tire of our slaves after a year or so." Said Richard.

"Its not a bad life really," Said Blair. "You live your normal lives. Go to work, Go to supervise the preschool, even limited socializing but you are done having sex with each other. Oh for a special occasion we may let you do the nasty but from today on until we tire of you you will only be permitted sexual release with us. BOTH of us!"

"This is crazy!" Said Ellen..

"That's not a question Ellen," said Blair, "but rather an opinion. You have two question left. You better make them count."

"There's a soreness in my behind." said Jack. "How come?"

Richard looked right at Jack and winked. "I popped your cherry last night. Your wife's too!"

Jack reared up in anger and lunged at Richard. The larger man caught him easily and batted him away as though he were a tin soldier. Richard grabbed Jack's testicles and gave a powerful squeeze. Jack was instantly writing on the floor in pain.

"Try that again curly and next time I'll rip em right off. Don't think I won't or I can't."

Blair looked at Ellen and said, "Since Jack is incapacitated you get to ask the last question."

"Are you going to kill us?" a terrified Ellen asked.

"You no," said Blair. "BUT If your husband doesn't learn to behave himself and remains his rebellious self we may have to put him down as one would a mad dog or a recalcitrant horse. IF it comes to that we will give you the option of joining your husband in the next world."

Ellen felt an icy chill creep down her spine.

"Question time is over." Said Blair. "Now we will illuminate what happened to you last night." 

Richard left the room carrying the kitchen chairs, Jack found the strength to return to the couch and Blair turned on the television set.

The van is part of our lifestyle," she said,. "It is crammed with all kinds of cameras and electronic dodads. We could probably make a full blown Hollywood movie just using what is in our van. The wine was drugged, as you no doubt figured out, when you weren't looking. As a pharmacist my husband has access to some very interesting drugs He is also aware of formulations that the government and the big pharmaceutical companies don't want you to know about. He is VERY good at his job."

Richard returned to the living room and from a large canvas bag on the floor Blair produced a DVD. 

"You two turned to putty with the first glass of wine. Richard guessed the dosages for both of you perfectly."

"Its what I DO dear." Bragged Richard.

Blair slid the DVD into the player and a title card appeared. It read "Ellen and Jack : Their Surrender" it read. 

"We decided to start with the little woman." Stated Richard.

From the title card the screen faded to black and then opened with a scene of Ellen in the living room while hymns from their church played on the stereo. She was slowly moving and dancing in time to the music. She did not looked drugged but when Jack studied the scene he realized that his wife was in her body but her mind was somewhere else, but Jack knew that only because he knew his wife so well. To a casual observer, Jack realized it looked like she was perfectly normal.

Off screen came Richard's voice. "Honey ... its warm in here why don't you take off your clothes. All of them."

To Jacks horror he heard his own voice echoing that of Richard's! Unmistakably that was his voice saying "Take it off Ellen!" 

Then slowly, deliberately Ellen undid each button on her blouse and slid it off. Next she took off her bra exposing her stunning milky breasts. In short order her skirt. slip, shoes and conservatively cut panties joined her blouse, piled on the floor. 

Blair skipped ahead on the video and the next scene was Ellen on her knees giving Richard a blow job. Richard was wearing a mask in the video. Jack realized that the scene was shot in such a way as to make Richard unidentifiable yet captured every aspect of Ellen's face and demeanor during the performance. She swallowed Richards seed, something she never did for Jack. Ellen wouldn't even let Jack come in her mouth!

Ellen and Jack watched in stunned silence at the rest of the video. Jack stripped and serviced a masked Blair and then Jack felt sick as he watched himself preforming fellatio on Richard! After He finished with Richard. The film showed Ellen eating out Blair's pussy. Jack could scarcely believe that. While their church preached against "The homosexual lifestyle" Jack had no problems with gay people. Ellen However was practically a homophobe and thought that lesbianism was the grossest thing on the planet.

"Eewww" She kept saying over and over again while watching herself lick pussy.

Blair fast forwarded to scenes of their depilation and then of Jack and then Ellen servicing Richard and then Blair at the same time. The camera lingered on the shot of Richard's huge phallus entering their anuses.  

The last scenes were of Ellen getting a bath from Richard and Blair bathing Jack before they were dried and led to bed. The very last shot was of Jack and Ellen's wedding rings being slid off.

As the film faded to black Jack and Ellen tried to gather their wits and dignity

"I must say that you two preformed admirably well. We can't wait to try the two of you out when you're stone cold sober." Said Blair.

"Make no mistake", said Richard, "you both will be used a great deal by both of us. Here is why you will obey us and why you won't go to the police or anything other than willingly submit to being our slaves. This video is waiting to be e-mailed to every member of your church. You see in our visits to your church scouting for slaves we made a copy of your church directory. It is a lovely list of e-mails and postal addresses. If you obey us no one will ever learn of the existence of this video. If you disobey, this video gets e-mailed and snail mailed to every member of your congregation.

Do you honestly believe that no one will watch it? Even if your pastors tell everyone to not open the video or to not play the DVD do you actually think that no one will watch it?

Imagine Ellen, all the men at church from the teenage boys to the senior citizens watching you get naked and getting fucked. Imagine what they will say about your excursion into lesbianism. Jack imagine all the men in your church seeing you suck my cock and taking it up the ass, How well do you think that will go down. Your marital infidelity caught on film for posterity how do you think your conservative pastor will like that? No one will believe you are drugged because only the best medical detectives on the planet are even familiar with the drug combination I gave you. I intend to e-mail your co-workers and your places of employment as well. Imagine all those macho dudes at work knowing that Jack has a taste for the cock. I also found your personal address book in the desk by the computer while you two were out. I'm sure mom and dad will just LOVE seeing this side of you. 

No no matter how you slice it, total obedience to us is your only salvation. Not even Jesus can get you out of this pickle."

"We'll let that sink in for a while." Said Blair. The two of them left the room.

Ellen and jack sat in stony silence on the sofa. Even thought the room was warm both of them broke out in goosebumps. 

"He's totally serious Jack!" Cried Ellen.

"If anyone sees that film...." Said Jack.

Both of them realized that the video would ruin their lives. church, parents, friends, co-workers, they would never be able to show their faces anywhere ever again. 

"We CAN"T do what they want us to." said Ellen.

"What choice do we have?"

Ten minuets later Blair and Richard reentered the living room.

"So what will it be kids? Do we ruin your lives or spoil you sexually." As Richard said this he had the biggest smirk on his face that Jack had ever seen.

"We don't make much money", began Jack, "but whatever we have we will give to you in exchange for the video."

Both Blair and Richard broke into laughter.

"Do you have any idea how much money I make as a patent attorney?" Mocked Blair.

Richard said, "Unless you're sitting on millions you two could never come up with a sum that is more attractive to us than exploring and using your bodies for as long as we want. I have a very good idea as to what both of you make. I suppose as a joke though your question has some merit."

"What would be expected of us? Ellen finally asked.

"Ahh coming around at last." stated Blair. "You will be our sexual playthings. You will be permitted only to have sex with us. Later today both of you will be locked into chastity devices. We control access to you sexual organs from this day forward. You will be expected to be interchangeable in bed. You will learn to eat pussy and get good at it. You will become experts in fellatio. You will be introduced to the joys of anal sex, butt plugs and dildos. Your bodies will be kept hairless and you will wear the hair on your heads in styles we choose. Ellen is getting a new wardrobe and Jack is getting an expansion of his wardrobe. We may take you on trips either as a foursome or some combination of two. You may not say no to any of our orders. Disobedience will result in punishment. Punishment can be anything from denial of orgasm to public humiliation. The choice is ours and will be situational. You should also be aware that even a minor infraction may result in the mailing of your video." 

"Do you have all that honey?" Asked Richard

"Why us?" whined Jack.

"That should be obvious curly.' said Richard, "You are a handsome guy and your wife, despite her dowdy wardrobe is a hot piece of ass. You two are a new horizon for us to conquer, you are young and teachable. Who knows. years from now you may look back on your time with us and consider this time to be the best years of your marriage."