4 comments/ 16398 views/ 13 favorites Third Domination By: stonearc691 This is inspired by a real life experience, meeting my mistress. She asked me to write about our meeting and so I did. The evening is getting darker and the first drops of rain hit the car windows as I arrive and park my car in front of the house. I glance at the clock, it is still seven minutes to the agreed time. Turning off the ignition, silence suddenly seems overwhelming and as the car lights turn automatically off after a minute, I am left sitting in the darkness, waiting. The wait is almost over. It has been a few months since my last visit here, and after asking two weeks ago if my mistress would have time to have me visit again, it has been really hard trying to contain myself, especially in the last few days. I was instructed not to masturbate or even watch porn for 5 days before the meeting. My balls feel like they are ready to explode. Breathing out in the silence I look at the house. Or it isn't really a house, more like a modern version of a manor. It is still partially unfinished, with multiple wings, basement, and terraces to all different directions. It looks like a house of a millionaire. The house would not look out of place in a high-end suburb. But here, out in the countryside, it does look a little odd. The nearest neighboring houses are few hundred meters away, and nobody can see the house or the parking lot. Which makes sense, really, it gives the guests here total privacy. In the gathering dusk, the only lights from the house are the outside lights next to the path leading to the front door. The path that takes me to my third session with my mistress. My first time trying S&M sex and being dominated by a real domina was learning. Learning how to behave, learning what I like and what I didn't like. I discovered I didn't really like too much pain, but the rest of the experience was addictive. Since then I tried to visit other dominas, but nobody else got anywhere near to what my mistress achieved with me. So I went back for the second session. Which was either the best thing that happened to me or my worst mistake. Because I realized that I want more. Much more. It is almost time. I sigh, the butterflies in my stomach twirling more and more each second as the moment I have been waiting for last few months is closer and closer. Time to go. Walking the path to the front door I feel the small drizzle on my face. Cold. The dark autumn seems a much more suitable time to visit here than the last time in the summer heat. Darkness, blackness, is somehow the color I associate with meeting my mistress. Maybe it is the outfits that she likes to wear, all black leather, or then the decoration in the house, black granite tiled floor and the dimmed lights everywhere. Yet, this darkness has been the thing that I have been craving these past months. Dark desires. I smile a nervous smile. I am at the front door. Checking the time from my phone, I notice it is still 30 seconds to go. My mistress wants me to be very punctual, or else. I reach for the doorbell and press it. There is no sound at first, but after a few seconds I start to hear the sound I have been waiting to hear for months. The "click – click – click" of her high heels hitting the dark stone floor. Then she is at the door. 'Hello again, Archie. Come in.' 'Thank you.' This time she is wearing a white tight shirt and a short black PVC skirt. Just like I requested last time. The shirt is unbuttoned at the top and her breasts are squeezed together and look so awesome, white and soft. I would so much like to touch them, to lick them, but I know she is totally out of bounds. She is my mistress and soon, as we start, I will be her slave. 'I have planned a very interesting session for you tonight, Archie.' she says as we walk to the prep room. 'I think you will enjoy it.' She looks back at me, this time she is wearing a dark wig which fits her amazingly well. I have never seen her without a wig, and have no idea what color she really is, but I like dark hair and she looks amazing. There is a twinkle in her eyes as she walks ahead of me, her small hips swaying. She knows I like to watch her perfect petite body. Just how someone so petite can be so controlling, so commanding, is something I have wondered a lot. But she pulls it off perfectly. 'Leave your clothes here. All of them.' I see we are now getting into character. I can sense the command in her voice. There is nothing to do but to obey. I strip in front of her, in silence. As I remove my briefs, my cock jumps out, already half hard. Waiting. 'Good. Now, Archie, have you kept your promise? Do you have your balls full of cum for me?' 'Yes, mistress.' 'Are you sure? Five days' worth? Not four? Not three?' She reaches down my front and I sigh in as her hand touches my stomach, then moves down, past my erect cock and grabs my shaven and swollen balls in her hand. 'Five?' she says as her five fingernails dig in to the skin of my balls. 'Let's see... hmm. Yes, ok, I think I can feel you have abstained. Good. For what I have planned for you I want you to cum for me tonight in a huge way. I want streams of cum.' Her fingernails dig a little more to my skin and she squeezes. I let out a whimper, her touch is electric, and the feeling of her fingernails in my scrotum isn't so much pain as it is ecstatic. 'You know what will happen to all that cum?' she asks. I don't answer. She leans closer, her tits now almost touching me. 'Do you?' 'No, mistress.' 'You are going to swallow it. All of it. Every. Last. Drop.' My cock suddenly seems to grow an inch at the thought. Exactly this is what I told her I want. 'Only... you will be surprised in the way it will happen.' she says with a smile, and grabs my cock and gives it a squeeze. I sigh at the pleasure of her touch. What has she planned for me? 'Follow me.' As if I have a choice as she still holds me by my dick as she starts to walk towards the center of the house. We reach an area with a dark red sofa. There is a long, narrow piece of hemp rope on the sofa. 'Sit. Spread your legs.' I do as I am told, with eager anticipation. She grabs my balls and the narrow rope and looks me in the eyes. 'Now, those balls and that cock is way too loose. We need to keep it under control.' She starts to wrap the rope around my cock and balls, first one round, then a second, tighter round. Third round. I can feel the blood start to pack into my cock, making it even harder. I let out a small moan of pleasure as her hands stretch my skin as she wraps a fourth round of rope around my sack. 'And then I want to wrap these balls so that your cum does not escape too soon. Let's see. First the one and then the other...' She starts to make a figure eight with the rope first wrapping it around one of my testicles, then the other. She continues this for several rounds until my balls are both wrapped really well. 'And then a knot...how tight shall we make it?' she looks at me as she starts to tighten the knot. Her lips are slightly parted as she squeezes the knot tighter and tighter. The tightening rope feels awesome as the skin of my balls and cock is stretched more and more. Just when the tightness is just the way I like it, she stops. 'There. That is good.' She is my mistress, and she always knows exactly what I need. 'Such a pretty package.' Her hands start to slide on my thighs, on my stomach, and then her fingers touch my balls. I breathe in sharply as her touch sends shivers up from my crotch to my toes and back up my spine. Her hands slowly crawl around my wrapped balls and she gives them a squeeze with her left hand, and her right hand slowly slides up the shaft of my penis. 'Aaaah.' I let out a sigh of pleasure at her touch. It feels divine, and the knowledge of more pleasure soon to come is a torture. 'Follow me.' she says as she stands up and, grabbing my cock again, leads me down the dark corridor. I walk awkwardly behind her, looking at the rooms we pass on either side. Mirror room. A red room with a large metal cross with leather bindings. A room with a large armchair and a table that looks like a massage table. A couple of rooms have closed doors, and my mind, though almost totally focused in the expectation of the coming session, still has time to wonder what kind of chambers are hidden from view in this house of BDSM pleasure. We reach the end of the corridor, and there is a large room to the right, with candlelight flickering via the open door. This is it. We reach the door and she leads me inside. Oh. My. God. My jaw drops as I see what she has prepared for me. The room is filled with a large, odd looking frame, clearly meant for holding a person still. But at the other end of the frame there is a seat. And on the seat there is a half-naked petite slave girl, tied down with leather belts, her legs stretched open, and her pussy lips facing us. She is dressed in a leather vest that leaves her tits and pussy visible, and she has a black mask hiding the top of her face, but I can see her moist eyes behind the mask, the candlelight in the room reflecting from them. Shining eyes, expectation. My mistress points to the other end of the frame, where there are some leather wrapped cushions. 'Stand here and lean forward. Your cock goes here.' she points to a large hole in the leather cushions. As I lean forward I realize that I will be quite close to the girl tied up facing me. She looks at me and I can see a small smile on her lips. 'Place your hands here.' my mistress points to the slave girl's ankles. I do as I am told and find my face is now inches away from the girl's pussy. I can smell her excitement and her scent is making my own arousal rise even higher. My cock is throbbing in the tight rope prison that my mistress wrapped me in. I think I know what I get to do in a moment, and I lick my lips. I want to taste the girl in front of me, lick her pussy lips and stick my tongue deep inside her. Our eyes lock as she also sees my thirst to taste her. My mistress produces leather wraps to tie my ankles down, and my wrists get a tight leather tie to the same tie down point as the girl's ankles. She puts a leather belt around my waist too, and tightens it down. I am securely fastened down, there is no escape, not that I want to escape. I want to push my head down and sink my face at her waiting pussy. 'Now then, I think your head is way too free. This should help'. My mistress pulls out a thick leather collar with metal rings and puts it around my throat. Then she gets out a rubber cord and fastens the other end to a hook in the ceiling, and the other end to the collar, so that my head is pulled back five or ten centimeters. I try to stretch toward the slave girl's pussy in front of me, but it is just out of reach, the leather collar starts to strangle me slightly as I try to lean forward. No! This is torture! The delicious pussy right in front of me, but I can't reach it! 'Don't worry, Archie. I am not finished.' She pulls another rope and attaches it to the front of the collar, and then takes it down to a roller and pulls it back behind me, attaching it to the leather belt on my waist. 'There now. We are ready. You see, Archie. I am going to fuck your ass tonight. With this.' She moves to my right and as I turn to look, she has a strapon harness with a large black cock attached. It is huge! She slides her hands on the shaft of the thing, which must be 12 inches long. The shiny rubber cock looks delicious. I can't wait to feel it sliding in my ass, in and out, deep slow thrusts. My mistress steps closer and lets the heavy dildo fall from her hands. It hangs down almost to her knees. I can't take my eyes off it as my mistress places her hands on my bare back. 'Each time I thrust this inside you, I am going to pull from here.' her hands are at the leather belt on my waist. 'And your mouth will then be pulled to her pussy. Are you going to lick her pussy?' 'Yes, mistress.' 'This is a game. If you don't make her orgasm, I will punish you. If you make her orgasm, I will punish her. Do you understand?' 'Yes, mistress.' I remember the punishment from our first session. I don't want to be slapped like that again. 'And you.' she looks at the girl. 'If you come while he is licking you, you will be punished. Do you understand?' 'Yes, mistress.' It is the first sound I have heard from the girl. Her voice is hoarse, like she has been shouting or screaming before. Have they been here before me, playing? 'Excellent. Now then, let's see this ass.' She moves slowly behind me, her hands sliding over my back, down to my butt. 'Nice, clean and shaven. Very good, Archie. You have been a nice boy. Do you know what nice boys get?' I can feel her fingers getting closer to my ass. 'Nice boys get their ass touched.' I sigh out as her fingers touch my ass. 'Oh yes, such a nice ass. But it is not ready for this monster yet.' She pulls out a bottle of lubricant and squirts some on my ass and the monster cock hanging from her hips. Then I can feel her fingers returning to caress my asshole. Her touch feels awesome, as she slowly circles my sensitive, waiting ass with her slippery fingers. 'It is time for you to start, Archie.' she says and she grabs the belt and pulls my hips back, pulling my collar down and my face slowly closer to the waiting pussy of the slave girl in front of me. The scent of her pussy is overwhelming and just as I reach down and open my lips and thrust out my tongue to taste her I feel my mistress thrust one finger inside me. 'It slips in so easy. You have been training like I told you to, Archie?' I can't answer as now my world is filled with the delicious taste and scent of pussy, the smooth shaven and moist warm pussy lips in front of me. I can feel the girl stretch against her restraints as I place the first, tender kiss on her. My mistress moves her finger inside me, exploring, deep thrusts, seeking my prostate. My cock is throbbing and I can feel precum oozing from me and falling to the floor. Each lick of my tongue makes the girl in front of me sigh and as I get pulled deeper into her pussy, I explore her depths with my mouth. She is gushing her own fluids as my saliva and her wetness merge and froth her lips. My mistress has now two, then three fingers inside me, sliding in and out. Deep thrusts. It must be just minutes, but I lose track of time because I am in paradise, my head down in the pussy of a woman and my ass being prepped for a delicious strapon fucking. My mistress reaches around and touches my cock, which is wet from precum. 'Aaaah!!!' I manage to shout, my face deep in the girls vagina. Her hands feel awesome on my sensitive cock. 'You are dripping precum on my floor like crazy! Someone must clean this mess up later.' She jerks me off and suddenly I can feel her position the dildo at my ass and I can feel her start to thrust it against my hole. 'Do you feel it? Do you want it, Archie?' 'Yes, mistress.' 'Do you want it inside you, now? Do you?' 'Yes, mistress, please.' 'All right then.' She pushes harder and I can feel my ass slowly starts to open, well lubed after her excellent preparation, and I can feel the monster cock start to slide slowly inside me. Then the head is in and I can feel the shaft start to slide in faster. 'Wow, Archie you can really take this. How deep can we go?' She starts to fuck me and the dildo starts to move in and out, each thrust taking it deeper and deeper into my ass. Her hands are at my hips, grabbing the leather strap, pulling my face tighter against the girls pussy, and as my own pleasure mounts up with each thrust of my mistress' cock sinking deep into my asshole, my tongue thrusts deeper and deeper into the depths of the pussy in front of me. I don't have to even move my mouth anymore as my mistress is pulling my face and she is fucking my ass with the giant dildo and fucking the slave girl with my face at the same time. I am a giant sex toy for my mistress as she pleasures me and the slave at the same time. Over the waves of pleasure of being assfucked I can sense the slave girl get higher each time my face hits her pussy. My tongue can feel her clit get hard and her sighs are getting inpatient and her breathing ragged as she is obviously close to orgasming. What must go through her mind right now, as she knows if she orgasms she will get further punishment from my mistress. Pleasure or pain? But maybe for her, the two are so closely intertwined that they are inseparable. I think soon she has no choice, I can feel her trembling in a way that soon she is at the point of no return. Each thrust of my mistress plunges the thick shaft of her black cock deep into me, pushing my nose and my mouth against the soft, warm, slippery slit of the petite slave in front of me. My own cock is trickling a thin stream onto the floor, as my mistress every third thrust reaches around and squeezes the head of it gently and then spreads my own lubrication onto my shaft. I begin to think that I too might actually cum right here, right now. Suddenly I feel the girl draw deep breaths and her back and her legs spasm. She lets go, finally unable to resist the inevitable and comes on my face, her orgasm gushing worth spurts of her cunt fluids, spurt after spurt, hitting my face. My mistress pulls back on my leather belt and forces my face deeper and deeper into the slave girl's crotch, unable to escape the tsunami of orgasm on me. I keep my mouth open and drink from her. Her ecstasy lasts what feels like ages, but only in reality must be ten seconds or so. She collapses back to her restraints, all spent. I feel the dildo in me reduce its pace and my mistress forgives the slave girl and pushes my hips forward, pulling my head back. I look up, and see the girl's expression is one of relaxed contentment. Has she been chained down here for long? Waiting for this moment, maybe tormented for hours without release? And now, with my mouth, she has finally gotten it. I feel the dildo pull out, leaving in its wake a feeling of emptiness. I felt so good, so full with my mistress' cock in me. I want it back. I groan a little, letting her know that I need her more, I need her to fuck me again. 'Well now, we have a winner. Good work, Archie. I think I will need to figure out a punishment for her now. But first we will do something different for you as a reward.' She walks to the side and removes the strapon harness, then she starts to unbuckle me from my restraints. It takes a while with all the different straps. She leaves me with my collar and my wrist and ankle straps and tells me to stand aside while she unfastens the straps holding the girl down at the end of the frame. I feel slightly dizzy from the fucking I received, but I cannot imagine how the girl must feel, having been tied down longer than me and maybe waiting to orgasm for hours, finally getting the release. Sure enough, when she gets to her feet my mistress has to help her balance for a moment as she takes the initial steps. When it appears she can stand up on her own, my mistress takes both of us and orders us to follow. We walk back to the mirror room. The room has a large, soft leather platform in the middle and the walls and ceiling are all mirrors. I can see my reflection and the slave girl next to me, and my mistress in her white shirt and black miniskirt stands next to me in all the mirrors. With all the three of us in the reflections it looks like there is a huge crowd of naked people watching. I know I am going to orgasm soon, in this room. 'Archie, lay on your back with your ass right here.' she points a place on the platform. I obey willingly. She proceeds to strap me down so I cannot move, my legs are spread apart. Third Domination Ch. 02 The Punishments Strapped down firmly to the seat between the metal trusses, surrounded only by the flickering glow from the ten or so candles lit all around me, I wait in the dark room as I can hear the steps of my mistress getting closer. The clicks of her high heels hitting the black stone tiles of the floor getting slowly louder. I hear other steps too, I think more than one person. It must be over an hour ago that I myself was following her through those same steps, my bare feet slapping those same cold tiles. I remember the expectation, her promises of a surprise. I remember walking slowly past all the other rooms, some with closed doors, some with open doors, a couple already familiar to me, and passing many others that roused my curiosity. What kind of surprises would lurk behind those closed doors? Each room at my mistress' house had a different theme, a different way of chaining the slave down, different punishments. Different rewards. Walking behind her, never knowing which of the rooms would be my fate tonight. And I remember still my amazement as I followed her round the last corner and finally stared into the room I myself am in right now, and saw the petite slave girl strapped down to the very seat I am in right now. Afterwards, I failed my mistress. I came too soon. I filled the slave girl's mouth with my cum before my mistress had given me permission to do so. And now, here I am, waiting for my punishment. Who is with her now? What will happen next? The waiting for her return has been partly sweet, as obviously my session with her is not over yet. But part of me is dreading, I have not failed her before. What kind of punishment has my mistress planned for me? The black mask that covers the top half of my face obstructs my view slightly, especially as I cannot tilt my head all the way forward, with the collar around my neck fastened back to the backrest of the seat. But I can see to the door. And the steps are getting very close now. My mistress enters the room first. She has changed into a red shiny corset, maybe of PVC or latex, and long black gloves. She has black panties and long black stockings, and different shoes from our previous session. She is holding a leash, which is fastened to the collar of a tall blonde woman, but there is someone still following the woman. The collar of the blonde is again connected with another 5 foot long leash to the collar of the man that now enters the room and completes our ensemble. Both the man and the woman are stark naked, just as I was when I walked in to the same room an hour earlier. My natural instinct is to look at the slim woman first, and I enjoy the look of the tall legs and the thin waist of the blonde girl. Her pussy is almost totally shaved, with just a small patch of light brown hair. She looks absolutely delicious. But I stop looking at her when I see what is hanging between the legs of the dark skinned man. I have heard of monster cocks before, and I have seen my share on the web, but seeing something like that in real life something else. The thing isn't even half erect, and it seems like it is hanging halfway to his knees. As he walks in the door, the cock sways from side to side, heavy, long and thick. I pull my gaze off it and look at the blonde again, and wonder if they are a couple. They must be, right? I wonder how she possibly can take that monster in her pussy. The contrast with the pale white skin of my mistress and the blonde and the dark skin of the tall muscular man that enters the room is huge. The black tiled floor and the dark walls of the room make the girl and my mistress shine out in the candlelight, whereas the light from the candles seems to sink into the ebony skin of the new man in the room. Forcing myself to look at the man, not only at his cock, it is almost difficult to see him in the dusk, but I do notice he is tall, maybe two or three inches taller than me, and well-muscled. His head is shaved, as seems to be the case for his whole body. Next to him, my mistress looks small and petite, and the gazelle-like, long limbs of the blonde woman seem even thinner in the dark room. 'Stand here.' my mistress points to the woman to stand to the right of the door. The blonde woman obeys silently and places her feet at the place my mistress ordered, facing me. I look at her. She is thin, but her tits are still very pretty, even if they are not as large as on my mistress. She is at least half a head taller than my mistress, even with bare feet and my mistress in her heels. My mistress unfastens the cord tied to the woman's collar and she is left standing there, watching me fastened to the seat in front of her. My legs are spread wide, my cock resting half erect against my stomach. I meet her gaze and sense hunger in her, and also surprise. Maybe she feels the same as I felt an hour earlier walking in that same door and seeing a helpless slave chained to the seat in front of me. Now that helpless slave is me. 'And you, stand here.' The man is guided to stand to the left of the door, and also released from the collar. I look at the huge cock which seems now to have grown at least an inch. Is he getting aroused by seeing me strapped down? What kind of things will my mistress make us do? I remember her questionnaire that I had to fill before my first visit. I distinctly remember there was a tick box where I needed to specify the things that I would like to have inserted in me. And there was a "Real cock". But for the death of me I cannot remember what I answered! She looks at me and at my expression and smiles, seeming to guess my thoughts. 'The slave strapped down there was not obeying my commands earlier. So he must be punished.' She turns and looks at me. 'No. This thing will not enter you, well, not today at least.' She grabs the monster cock of the man and gives it a squeeze. I can see the man jump slightly as she touches him. Her hand moves up and down the long, thick shaft and a sigh of pleasure escapes his lips as his cock grows again bigger. She turns to look at me again. 'But something will.' She walks to the woman, and touches her shoulders, then her tits, and then her belly. I hear also the woman breathe heavier at her touch. 'What will it be? I think he is quite ready to have something in his ass. Just a moment ago, I had my fist in his ass. I think he is ready for something else. But he enjoys it, so to have his punishment, I think we are going to need also something else. Something that he remembers. All of you; wait here. Do not move.' Her words fill me with a mixture of fear and arousal. She leaves the room and we can all hear the clicking of her heels as she walks to the next room. I look at the man and woman each in turn, and they eat me with their eyes. I see the man steal a look at the blonde. I wonder what is going on in their minds. Did they know that they would have company in this session? How could they have known? Unless my mistress had originally planned for the slave girl to be where I am now, and only when I failed her decided to release the slave girl and have me continue into the next session. We hear a slam of a cupboard door and then her steps start to come back towards us. As she enters the room I watch what she is carrying. Something white... and something black. Two more candles. And a huge dildo, which seems to be designed to be worn in mouth. 'You. Help me light these candles.' she points to the woman. They go into the corner of the room and pick up some kind of long, slightly curved metal poles which have springs in the middle, so they are flexible. They stick them into the metal frame so that the places where candles obviously will go are right above my chest. Oh no. I am not liking where this is going. 'Light the candle.' my mistress says. They each go to the already lit candles on both sides of the room and light the candles and then, coming back next to my seat, drop small amounts of molten wax to fix the candles firmly to the metal poles. I watch the small spots of light right above me. As the candles burn a few minutes more, I know they will have more and more molten wax in them, real pools of it. And I know that even the slightest movement of the metal frame will pour down streams of the hot wax all over my chest. 'Now then, we are getting ready. Stand here.' the woman is instructed to stand right in front of me, between my wide open legs. I see her from the waist up, her blonde hair is tied up back behind her head. Taking the black mouth dildo, my mistress gets behind the woman. 'Open your mouth.' She does as she is told and soon the black dildo is fastened to her head. It looks peculiar, like a thick black cock is growing from her face. I am guessing where this is going. 'Bend forward.' The woman leans closer to me, and my mistress proceeds to strap her down like I was strapped down earlier. Where my mouth was ready to lick the slave girl's pussy, now the blonde woman's mouth-dildo is ready to enter my ass. Her hands are strapped close to my ankles, and now her legs are also strapped as far apart as mine were earlier. My cock twitches in expectation as I think about that black dildo entering my ass. I look at the blonde woman's face and see her looking straight up at me. We look at each other and I sense her willingness to fuck me with her mouth, and I think she can see that I am oh so eager to get penetrated by the thick shaft that she is now wearing on her face. 'You know what will happen if she moves, right?' Oh, I know, her dildo will enter my ass. 'Let's see.' She takes a hold of the woman's collar and pushes her closer to me. I feel her pushing against my ass and I twitch a little in my seat, sending the candles mounted above me vibrating a little in their post mounts. Hot wax drops down on my chest. 'AAH, OUCH!' I shout. The wax is hot, burning, painful, but just short of unbearable. I forget for a while the pressure of the dildo at my hole as I focus on the burning sensation on my chest. 'Hot, isn't it? This will be first part of your punishment. As you are being fucked by her, each thrust will drop hot wax on you.' I have not had her do this on me before. The wax was surely hot, but the drops fell a long way before hitting my chest, cooling down a bit. My initial reaction was maybe more due to surprise at the feeling than due to pain. I start to expect her to do it again, to sense the burn and penetration simultaneously again. 'You, get behind her.' The man gets instructed to get behind the woman and then his collar is fastened to a cord running down close to the floor. My mistress then runs another rope up the belly and between the tits of the blonde and ties it to her collar. She leaves just enough play in the rope that the man is not suffocating in the woman's pussy, but his mouth is basically just couple inches from her crotch. Then she takes another rope and ties it half way to the rope that is connecting their collars and runs it down to the floor, through a loop, then through another loop just beneath my ass, and then backs away holding it in her hand. 'What a nice human train I have here.' Smiling, she walks around us, looking at us, at me, strapped down and unable to move a single limb, on my back, my now fully erect cock twitching on my belly. The woman bent over with her mouth between my legs, the dildo she is wearing in her mouth ready to enter my ass, already touching my hole. And the man behind her, his mouth ready to lick the woman's pussy. And she is holding the reins. 'Hmm, quite a contraption. What will happen when I pull from this rope?' She gives the rope a tug. Not that I doubted what would happen, but the imagination of my mistress in strapping us down is fabulous. The rope she is holding first pulls down on the rope connecting the collars of the man and woman, pulling his face tight against the pussy of the woman. But simultaneously, through having the rope run through the loop under the seat which I am strapped down to, she is pulling both of them closer to me. And this is pushing the dildo against my asshole. I feel the pressure of the dildo on my ass moments before the hot wax dropping from the candles hits my skin. Letting out a small moan again, I am unsure myself is it because of the hot wax or because of the pleasure of feeling something so delicious ready to enter my ass and seeing the woman between my legs so eager to fuck me. 'Wonderful. Let's see that again.' Another tug, longer and more forceful this time. I look down at the woman as her black man's mouth pushes against her pussy and I feel her pushing against my ass at the same time. Her eyes close momentarily as she feels the tongue of her man start to push deep into her slit, but she opens them again to look at me. I can feel the dildo pushing against my hole. Again, a shower of hot wax. Taking long, slow pulls of the rope, my mistress reaches down to my crotch and squirts some lubricant on the black dildo ready to enter my ass. Then she guides it right to my hole and starts to pull on the rope constantly. I feel the man and woman help her, her pulls of the rope just guiding them on their motions. She wants to fuck me with the dildo, and her man is eager to thrust his tongue into her pussy. They all follow my mistress' lead and push against my ass, and I can feel my ass starting to open. Then the dildo slides inside, the woman's head suddenly thrusting ahead as my ass opens and the delicious shaft slides into me easily. I welcome the feeling of being filled down there again, but the sudden movement pours down more wax onto my chest. I don't know to which sensation I should concentrate to, the sliding cock in my ass, or the hot, almost painful burning sensation on my chest. The rope is held tight for a moment, allowing me to accommodate the cock in my ass. After a moment, my mistress releases her pull on the rope and the couple back away slowly. 'That's right. Fuck him.' Another pull on the rope, and I feel the shaft enter me again. Oh, it feels good. There is less hot wax now. Looking down, over my wax covered chest, at the blonde head at my crotch being pulled in, fucking me with her mouth is making me even more aroused. They back away, and are pulled back again, unable to not obey the rhythm my mistress sets for them. But they both clearly want this too. There is no resistance, the woman fucks me eagerly, and her pleasure at her man's oral stimulation is evident too. Despite the hot wax now dropping on to me regularly, a few spilled drops every second or so, my cock is again oozing precum, now twitching on my belly in a pool of slippery fluids of its own making. I am aching for someone to reach and touch it. Through the hot feeling of the wax, I focus on the sensation of the dildo moving inside me. It feels awesome, but I am also now aching for my mistress to stroke my cock, to find me another release. I would so willingly explode under her touch, shoot another load on my wax covered chest and to my face. I would do anything. She seems to again know what I am thinking as she reaches and puts a finger on my dick, making it slippery from my own pre-cum and then running it down and up the shaft as she keeps pulling on the rope, basically fucking me with the couple bent over ahead of us. I let out a grateful sigh as I feel her hand touch me. I want her to know I want her to touch me. 'Oh, I think he likes it.' She pulls on the rope more forcefully now, and the rhythm she sets for the couple is faster. The sensation of my burning chest, the cock sliding in my ass and my mistress' hand on my dick feels divine. The man pushes his face to the woman's pussy and I can see her eyes just behind my cock and balls as her face sinks the dildo inside me deeper and deeper and faster and faster. Just the feeling would be awesome, but seeing the perfect figure of the blonde woman bent over between my legs, her thin waist, her wide hips open to receive his mouth, her eyes now open, now closed as she is eagerly fucking me and enjoying her pussy being face-fucked at the same time is making my excitement and pleasure even greater. Despite my orgasm half an hour earlier, despite the burning wax on my skin, I feel I could come again, and soon. I want to shoot a load of cum onto my burning, wax-covered chest. My mistress senses my excitement, and starts to jerk off my cock, spitting into it for lubrication. I cannot help myself, and let out a moan of pleasure. I cannot hold it much longer. I push up against her hand as she squeezes my cock and pulls on the rope to sink the dildo deep in me, all in the same synchronized rhythm. I feel the slippery shaft sink into my ass easily, sliding in and out, and her hand is jerking me off, sending me closer and closer to shooting my load. 'Are you ready to cum? I want you to cum. I want to see sperm. I want to see your cock shoot a hot load.' my mistress talks to me as she is jerking my cock and pulling the rope. She is looking at my face. I turn to look at her. 'Say it, say to me when you cum. Are you going to say it?' 'Yes, mistress.' I look at her, wanting her to continue jerking me off. I am so close. 'Are you close?' 'Yes, mistress.' 'Since you did not obey my countdown, I want you to count down yourself. When you feel you are coming, start to count down from three. At one, I want to see your load shooting out. Clear?' 'Yes, mistress.' She has continued to jerk me off, her slippery hand sliding down my shaft, then up, squeezing the thick, swollen head of my penis, then sliding deliciously down again. Her grip is tighter now and her movement faster. She wants me to cum, and I am now ready to fulfill her wish. I look down, see her hand stroking my cock, and see the woman fucking my ass looking up at me, her eyes wide open as she wants to witness my orgasm. The bald black head of her man is thrusting deep inside her pussy and she is pushing her face-dildo inside my ass. I cannot help it anymore, I cannot resist another orgasm. The hot wax is showering me as we are moving all in synchronization, my mistress' hand on my cock and her slaves between my legs. I pass the point of no return, and just have the wits to shout out the numbers. 'Three!' I can feel my second load of the evening. 'Good! Come on now.' I think it will only be a second or so. In just a second I will explode into my mistress' hand and all over my burnt chest. 'Two!' I shout faster. 'Give me your cum!' she says, jerking my cock. I open my mouth to shout "one" and maybe grab some of my load into it, as suddenly, just as I feel I am on the verge, my mistress drops my twitching cock to my belly, releases the rope and pushes the blonde woman's head back so that the dildo slips out of my ass. No! I was just about to cum. I strain against my straps, look at her pleadingly, but to no avail. A single white drop of cum seeps to the end of my cock, barely enough to drop to my stomach. The interrupted orgasm feels more painful than all the hot wax on my chest. This is the ultimate torture. She looks at me. 'This will teach you to cum when I say so. Not earlier. Not later. In the future, you will cum when I say so.' I say nothing. I feel just awful. I never want to experience this again. 'Is it clear?' she grabs the candles and pours down two hot streams of wax to my chest. 'AHH, yes mistress, yes.' Releasing the candles, she stops the hot wax pouring down on me. I breathe in and out, focusing on recovering from the hot shower. Amazingly, the hot wax did take some pressure away from my balls. The ruined orgasm was my first, and I really wish it was my last. I never, ever want to feel like that again. The build-up, the amazingly erotic setting of having the interracial couple bent over in front of me, and the feeling of the dildo sliding in and out of me, even the hot wax and the burning sensation, it was nothing in comparison to the feeling of my mistress letting go on the critical moment, feeling her grip release my cock just as I was about to shoot my load. Third Domination Ch. 02 'Right then, we have punished our first slave. You have done well.' She talks to the woman and man, and starts to release them. Ropes are untied, and straps unfastened, and in a minute, the man and woman are standing right where they started. My mistress starts to unfasten my restraints, and then helps me stand up. I have no sense of time, but I must have been sitting down for almost an hour. My legs feel weak as I stand up, and my mistress has to help me take the first step. I stand next to the man and woman. My mistress comes to stand right in front of me, facing me. 'You learned your lesson?' 'Yes, mistress.' 'Good. You took your punishment well. I am satisfied with you now.' Turning to face the couple 'You two have also performed well. I am very delighted. Follow me, all of you.' And with that she walks out of the room. We don't hesitate, we turn and follow her. The woman goes first, then the man, and last, me. We follow her down the dark corridor, and just a few steps to the mirror room. And for the second or third time of the evening I am surprised like never before. Right in the middle of the room, now stark naked, sitting on the platform, is the slave girl from my earlier session. Each of us, the blonde woman, the man, and me are watching at the girl, trying to think what our mistress has now planned for us. 'You did not expect this, did you?' she says, looking at me. No, mam. Pointing to me and the man she says 'You two, help me chain her up. You, lie down on your back.' she tells to the slave girl. The girl immediately leans back on the soft cushions of the platform in the middle of the room and with familiar motions stretches her legs and hands toward the corners of the platform, allowing them to be strapped down using the leather straps. The man and I fasten the straps as my mistress fetches some more leather straps from the corner of the room, where a large selection of leather belts and straps are hanging from hooks. We stand back to look at the petite girl helpless in front of us. She looks delicious. 'You, get on top of her, your face here.' she tells the blonde woman, pointing at the slave girls' pussy. She obeys instantly, willingly, with a hint of smile on her lips, and mounts on top of the slave girl, her crotch on the girls face, and her own mouth just above the slave girl's pussy. My mistress hands each of us a smaller leather strap and we proceed to strap the blonde down on top of the girl. As we stand back we look at the two women as they lie one on top of the other. It looks glorious, four lithe legs all pointing to different directions, their hands grabbing each other's ass cheeks, the blond hair spread over the slave girls bare pussy lips, hiding them from view. 'Ah, we have some cocks in the room too. Excellent.' my mistress acts as she has just remembered us. 'Well I think the giant one' (no offense, she nods at my direction - and none taken, the thing is almost twice the size of mine) 'is all too familiar to her. You stand here.' She positions the dark skinned man to the other end of the table, where the blonde is ready to lick the slave girl's pussy. I am guided to the other end. Looking down I see the perfect ass of the blonde woman, her pussy lips open, inviting, wet from her man's oral accomplishments. His tongue has prepped her for my dick to enter. I look at the eyes of the slave girl, so eager to lick at the pussy I will no doubt enter any moment now. My ruined orgasm seems almost forgotten now, the ache in my balls replaced with a newfound pressure. My dick is fully erect, swollen, feeling the heat of the bodies in front of me. My mistress walks around the table, I feel her hand behind my back, touching my buttocks, then the click of her heels goes around the table, and I watch her place her hands on the strong shoulders of the man on the other end of the platform. 'It looks like you are ready. And I think at first you do not need any instructions. You all know what to do?' We nod eagerly 'Excellent. Take your positions.' I grab my stiff cock and guide it to the waiting pussy lips of the blonde woman. I can feel my balls hit the face of the slave girl as she pulls the blonde lower, and thrusts out her tongue to lick my shaft and her clit. The giant cock is stroked once more and pushed to the slave girls' cunt, ready to ram in. The wait goes on, it must be only seconds but it feels forever. 'Slowly. I want you two to enter very slowly. Go.' she instructs. I start to push my cock into the waiting pussy of the blonde. The squeeze of her lips on my shaft feels divine as I sink deeper into her. I watch down and before my cock is all the way in, I can see the slave girl open her eyes wide as she is penetrated by no doubt the largest penis she has ever encountered. I glimpse at the man, and I see he is taking it very easy, letting the girl get used to the size of the member now entering her. My cock is sliding in easier, and I sigh out in pleasure, and I hear a moan of pleasure from the blonde and a gasp from beneath my crotch. I start to slide out slowly and place my hands on the blonde's ass and after couple more thrusts, I feel the tongue of the girl beneath us touch my shaft as I slide in. She is getting used to his size. 'Very good. On my count now, In. Out. In. Out. That's it, keep that rhythm.' our mistress says from the corner of the room. She has pulled out a chair, and now pulls down her panties. Sitting down, she places her hand down at her pussy, and she starts to masturbate as she is watching us do her bidding. Each thrust of mine is countered by the thrust of the large dick on the other end of the table. As my cock sinks in the waiting, moist hole of the blonde, and as her clit is massaged by the tongue of the girl beneath her, each time the giant cock is stretching the pussy of the petite slave girl and her pussy is being licked by the blonde. The squeeze of the blonde's pussy lips on my cock is delicious, and I would like to speed up, to fuck her silly, to sink my cock deep into her with fast, brutal thrusts. I would like to grab her ass cheeks and pull and slap my man meat into her as fast as I could. But my mistress has instructed the slow pace, and I dare not fail her again. 'Faster now. One, two, one, two. Very good. Fuck her. Stick your cock in her hole, faster! One, two, one, two!' we obey the command willingly. I can sense the blonde is close to orgasming, her butt is meeting my thrusts eagerly and her slippery hole seems ready to convulse in waves of pent-up orgasm. I squeeze the soft fair skin of her ass in front of me as I sink my member deep into her, with fast thrusts now. Both of the girls seem to lose focus, they are forgetting to use their mouths on each other, instead focusing on the sensation of the two dicks sliding in and out, stretching their pussies with each entering. 'As fast as you can, now!' my mistress commands me and the other man. It is like seeing the finish straight on a running race. We spend the last ounces of our energy and slam our dicks in the hot spasming holes as fast as we can. I pull my cock out of the blonde at every thrust and before her pussy has even time to feel that my slippery cock is not inside her anymore, I sink it in to the hilt. Two thrusts a second. Three! I hear her moaning in pleasure as she reaches her brink of no return, her orgasm starting. She lifts her head from the slave girl's pussy and screams and I can feel her pussy tightening around my dick still slamming into her. Her screams are cut every second by her man ramming the giant cock into the slave girl, deep into the petite tight pussy which is impossibly enough, taking almost all the length of the monster that is fucking her. I reach for the blonde's hair, catch it and stretch her head back as I show her no mercy, thrusting fast now, my own climax approaching. The want, the desire to cum into her hole is more than I can bear. I vaguely remember the ruined orgasm from before. It is like there is two loads waiting to explode into her hot hole. I just wish my mistress lets us cum. 'I want you to cum. Now, on my count of three. Three!' Yes, I can shoot my seed into the blonde, my mistress allows me to cum! The forbidden action of cumming into her pussy without a condom is like a stinging sensation, giving me the extra pleasure. I should not be doing it. I should be holding back, pulling out the last second, shooting my thick double load onto her back, but I cannot disobey my mistress, I must allow my hot load spray inside her. I try to hold back, waiting for her count. 'Two.' It seems impossible to stop ejaculating into her right this second, my balls feel like the load is coming right now... 'One! CUM NOW!' At her words, both of us shout out as our dicks start shooting the white love sauce into the slippery holes of the girls between us. I feel my cock pumping impossible amounts of sperm into the blonde's waiting pussy. Looking down I see her pussy lips foaming from her juices and my cum, mixing. And still we thrust our dicks in and shoot again, and again, and again. I feel like I have never exploded like this. The interrupted orgasm from before has doubled my explosion this time. I have filled the blonde's pussy with cum and each thrust as I still pump more into her is spilling my love juice out of her, dripping on the face and open mouth of the girl beneath her. She cannot escape, but it looks like she does not want to. She licks the dripping cum eagerly, swallowing every drop that she can take into her mouth. Watching her drink the mix of my cum and the foaming pussy juices of the blonde is making my own orgasm even more delicious. Eventually my thrusts lose the frantic pace of the initial orgasmic rhythm. The blonde girl feels my love seeping into her, my load deep inside her, my member mixing our fluids together with slower speed now. I push my hips and my dick slower into her and I can feel her relax as we both have reached contentment, my explosion into her has made her night what she wanted. We move slower, my hands now caressing her back, it is like our nerves have merged, my dick in her most sensitive spot, moving now just barely, still pumping out the result of our lovemaking into the girls mouth. The man must have orgasmed too. In my own ecstasy I have failed to notice what happened at the other end of the table, but I now notice him also slowing down, and his hands are holding the head of the blonde in loving motions. They came here together, expecting a night of pleasure and maybe a surprise. My mistress has a gift of surprising her slaves. I think she has surpassed even our boldest dreams this time. 'Pull out.' she tells us now. We do as we are told. 'Untie her hands.' she tells the man, who leans forward and unties the blonde's wrists from the slave girl's ankles. 'Lean back.' she tells the blonde. 'Drink.' As the blonde leans back to straddle directly over the slave girl's face, the rest of my load spills out from her pussy, directly down to the waiting mouth of the girl. She holds her mouth open as a steady stream of white cum-froth drips from the blonde's pussy into her mouth. There is a lot of it, and we all watch her swallow one gulp after another until the gushing stream finally stops. She does not wait for my mistress to command, but she licks the rest from the blonde's pussy. Shivering, the blonde girl closes her eyes as the dark man leans forward and they embrace, holding each other. 'Very good. Untie her feet.' she tells me and I obey. 'Get up. Stand here.' she now instructs the blonde to stand next to the table. 'Untie the girl.' The man and I untie the slave girl's hand and ankles. 'Do not get up yet my dear.' she tells the slave girl. 'Now then, I have been very happy with you all tonight. Some of you failed me earlier, but you took your punishment well. You are the final guests tonight. There is no rush to leave. There is a hot sauna and a warm bath in the outside jacuzzi waiting for all of you. But before that, there is one more duty to perform.' She waits a moment. 'Am I going to choose some of you? Who would be suitable for the task?' She walks around the table, now behind me, her hands touching my back, my butt, now behind the blonde, touching her belly, her waist. Then the dark skinned man. 'Or maybe I ask for a volunteer? Who would like to fulfill my wishes? A show of hands?' Without a moment's hesitation, my hand shoots up. I look around me. Four hands have risen to the air, even the girl still lying on the table has raised hers. 'Wow. So nice of you to volunteer! Right then, all of you get to participate! Excellent! Just a moment!' she says and turns around and goes to the corner of the room. Returning just a moment later with a large shining metal plate. 'There is a treasure inside you my dear, and when you sit up, it is going to gush out. I want to catch it all to this plate. And then my volunteers are going to lick it all up, aren't you?' Oh my god, I had not thought it would be this. She can just continue to surprise me. The load of another man? But how can I back out from this one? I look at the others, the blonde is smiling, looking at her man, it looks like eating his cum is no problem for her. I look at the man, and his expression is telling. He is not really liking this. But how can he resist the wishes of our mistress? Positioning the plate beneath her pussy, my mistress tells us to help the girl sit up. We help her onto her knees and watch the cum start dripping from her pussy to the shiny metal plate. The giant cock is now hanging limp next to us, all spent, having shot the load we are now watching into the girl's pussy. Dripping out. It spreads to the plate, forming a puddle of about 10 centimeters wide. 'Very good. Now, all of my volunteers, on your knees.' Helping the girl from the table, we go down on our knees on all sides of the table and lean in. 'Tongues out, and dig in!' our mistress says and watches as we, helpless to follow her commands have to lick up the fluid from the plate. Our faces are close together, like cats trying to eat from the same plate. I think of trying to fake it, just making it look like I am participating, but I don't dare. I think of the earlier punishment. I don't want to fail my mistress again. I stick out my tongue and take part. I try to think that it is not what it is. It is not stuff that has shot out of another man's cock. It is just something we have to lick up. I lean in, my head next to the girl and the blonde, our cheeks touching as each of us pushes in to take a taste. It is surprisingly tasteless. A bit salty, warm. I lick some up and, with some hesitation, swallow. It is not bad. I can manage this. Another taboo broken, another barrier crossed. We lick up the load in just a minute and, seeing there is nothing more and the plate is clean, we lean back and look to our mistress. 'Excellent! Good slaves! Stand up and follow me.' We walk out of the room, and through the dark hallway that I entered couple hours ago, coming to near the entrance, where the bathroom is. 'Here you are. Session is over. Like I said, the sauna is warm, and also the outside Jacuzzi is ready for you. After what you went through together, I encourage you to take a bath together. There is soap and a scented bath oil waiting in the Jacuzzi. I am not going to watch over you anymore. You are free to talk. Just a couple rules. If you want to introduce yourselves, to protect your privacy, no last names and no contact details. You can meet again, but only here, only with me, only under my control.' We all nod. The four of us go to the showers. If having group sex like this is new to me, also showering together with women is a thing I haven't really done before. The man and I wait as the woman clean up with the two available showers, watching them lather their bodies with soap and then clean up. The women go straight to the bath as we take a shower. It seems we all skip the sauna and go outside to the Jacuzzi, and even when I would welcome the heat of the sauna I don't want to be the only one there so I follow the others out. The night is fully dark now and the cold rain is falling from the dark sky covered with clouds. The Jacuzzi is embedded into the terrace outside, lit up and bubbling. As the man and I walk out, we see the two ladies relaxing in the hot water, the lights in the water showing their naked bodies. Steam from the water is swept away by the wet October winds. We don't stand around long in the cold, but join the two ladies in the hot water. The Jacuzzi is large enough for the four of us, but even then, our limbs touch under the water. It would be awkward, but I smile inwardly, how can being naked in the bath with these people be awkward, after what we just went through together? 'Volunteers, eh? Did not see that coming.' I say and the others laugh. 'Me neither.' The man says with a shake of his head and then holds out a hand. 'Anyway, an enjoyable night. James.' he winks at me with a smile. His voice is deep, strong, same as his handshake. 'Nice to meet you James, I am Archie.' The blonde is introduced as Lisa and the girl as Sara. I ask the girls if they enjoyed their night and both of them say that they did. Lisa said that they had no idea that it was to be a session with other people in it, although they had said to our mistress that that was something they would wish to do some day. I sense some doubt in her voice as she says that she did not really expect it to be that overwhelming. She wasn't expecting herself to be able to just forget the environment and drown herself on the sensations of the foursome. I get the feeling that our session exceeded her expectations. Sara is more silent, but I already suspect her to have had at least one session before me. She just smiles shyly and nods as we ask her if she enjoyed her time. 'I did enjoy... especially the big thing inside me!' She bows her head and looks quickly at James. James, Lisa and Sara seem like fun people and I am happy that our session together was a success. Part of me is wanting to ask them if they would be willing to try it again some time, here. To be again controlled by our mistress. I think of the promise of our mistress earlier. We could meet again. I must tell her that I would love to meet James, Lisa and Sara again. I hope the others feel the same way. We chat some more as the heat from the bath seeps into our tired limbs. I lean back, feeling the October rain falling on my face. High autumn winds are moving the dark clouds above us. No stars, no moon. Silence falls, and for a while, nobody is saying anything. The evening was all that I wished it would be, and more. My whole body is content, spent, I feel dreamy. I feel glad that my mistress has again widened the scope of my erotic adventures. Deep down, I know that I would want to repeat this experience, maybe even take it further, explore even more naughty scenarios with the others here with me. I wonder if the others around me are thinking of the same thing I hope this was not the last time we meet. Third Domination 'Good. Now Archie, you will get what you wanted. I will put first my fingers inside you and then my whole hand. I will fist fuck your ass.' Her words are exactly what I want to hear, and I see myself in the mirror in the ceiling and my mistress pulling on a glove and getting some more lubricant and soon I feel her hand at my ass. 'One finger,' her finger slides up inside me, finding my prostate and putting pressure to it. But it feels so thin. 'Two.' That is better, I relax my ass as I feel two fingers inside me. 'You start to jerk him off slowly.' I hear my mistress instruct the girl and she proceeds to sit next to me and her hand moves to start to stroke my cock. I can see both of them clearly in the mirrors, the hand of my mistress at my ass, the hand of the slave girl at my dick. 'Three.' It feels so good, with three fingers inside me, massaging my prostate, and the girl's hands on my cock. 'Four' oh yes, but I want more 'Five fingers. Very good Archie. Touch his balls too.' I feel the slave girl's left hand remain jerking my cock and her right hand starts to caress my tied up balls. I feel the weeks' worth of cum in them start to build up, and I know soon I am going to cum like I haven't cum in a long time. Part of me is now worried about my mistress' earlier promise that I have to drink my own cum, all of it. It is as if she can read my thoughts. 'Yes Archie. Soon you can cum. But you cannot cum until I give you permission. If you cum too soon, I will punish you, and bad. Do you understand?' 'Yes, mistress.' 'If it feels like you would cum, tell her to stop.' 'Yes, mistress.' She continues to move her fingers inside me for maybe couple of minutes. It feels just divine, my ass has wanted this for so long. I lift my ass to meet the thrusts of her hand and to push my cock into the grasp of the girl. I am in heaven. 'I think you are ready for all of me now Archie.' she starts to push more, and I feel more pressure in my ass as her whole hand now disappears inside me. It looks awesome in the mirror in the ceiling as I feel her wrist slide in me, and then she starts to pump her slippery hand in and out. It is even better than the dildo. Each time she pushes her hand inside me she puts pressure against my prostate and I almost cum there and then. 'Suck him. On top of him' The slave girl stops jerking me off and moves on top of me to a 69 position. Her pussy is now in front of my face and I can feel my hard cock slide deep into her mouth. Her lips tighten against my shaft and I can feel my cock go deep into her throat. She starts to suck my dick fast, moving it in and out. I can still see her head moving in the mirror in the ceiling, her perfect little ass cheeks framing my face, and my mistress hand deep inside my ass, pumping away. I have the pussy I licked in front of me and I cannot resist, I taste it once more, and there is a sigh of pleasure from the girl as I touch her again. She sucks me harder and deeper. 'Suck him hard. Deep. Make him cum. Archie you can cum when I count to ten.' 'One.' Oh my. I realize that I am close to cumming right now. 'Two.' The girl and my mistress both are fucking me harder now, as if trying to make me cum that instant. They like this. I like it more. 'Three.' My cock disappears totally into her mouth and I can feel my mistress' hand push deeper inside me. 'Four.' How deep can she push it? It looks like it goes in half way to her elbow. And it looks and feels great. 'Five.' Oh shit, the countdown is doing the trick. I have stopped licking the pussy inches off my face. I cannot concentrate anymore. I feel the load coming soon. The lips squeezing my cock are sucking my juices. 'Six.' Oh yes, yes, yes. I can feel my orgasm starting in seconds. I am going to shoot my load into the girl's mouth. 'Seven' Oh shit I am coming I am not going to make it to ten, oh no... 'AAAHHHHHH OHHH!!!!' I explode my thick cum into the mouth of the girl. She slows down her motions but her mouth does not leave my cock as she sucks all of my sperm inside her mouth. I push my cock against her and my mistress keeps fisting me. 'Suck all of it. But do not swallow.' I hear my mistress instruct the girl. The streams of cum seem never-ending. Five days' worth of white, thick sperm flow my balls to the girl's mouth. I sigh out and thrust my cock still inside her thirsty waiting mouth, pumping my love fluid inside her. Finally I am all spent and I relax, and I can feel my mistress pull her hand out. 'Spit his load into his mouth.' The girl gets off me and turns around, bringing her face on top of mine. I see her cheeks are puffed out and her mouth is totally full of my cum. She is right in front of me. 'Archie, open your mouth.' I do as I am told. I am not sure about this. 'Spit it.' The girl opens her mouth, and my cum mixed with her saliva starts to stream out, hitting my face and my open mouth. I taste the saltiness of my own cum, it tastes good an sweet and salty, less so now slightly diluted with her spit. I swallow some of it but there is too much. It goes on and on, how much of it I could have pumped to her mouth, this is impossible. Finally it runs out. 'He did not swallow all of it. Clean him.' The slave girl leans closer and licks my face and my lips. It is as if we are kissing. I look her in the eyes. We went through something extraordinary tonight. I feel my mistress remove the rope tied to my cock and balls. I am all spent, and my cock is now content and hangs limp. 'Good. Enough.' The girl stands up. 'Archie now, you did not obey me. You came too soon.' 'Yes, mistress. I could not help it.' 'I will punish you.' 'Yes, mistress.' How will she do that? Our time is almost up. 'Untie his hands.' she tells the girl, and then she starts to release my legs. 'Stand up.' I stand up shakily. 'Follow me.' I and the girl both follow her back into the corridor, and then back into the original room at the end where our session started. 'Sit there, where she was sitting before.' my mistress tells me. I sit down at the end of the frame, and put my legs up to the places where the girl had her legs tied up half an hour before. The girl and my mistress proceed to strap me down. My cock is right where the girl had her pussy before. I look at my mistress with a question in my face. Next my mistress takes a leather mask and places it on my head, tightening it down. It hides the top of my face but leaves my mouth free. 'Good. Archie, I hope you have nowhere urgent to be. Your punishment will take a while.' She smiles at me. I start to understand what she has in mind. Can this be true? 'Right now. We are done here. I will let you go now.' She says to the girl, who glances quickly at me, our eyes meet again and she smiles a quick, nervous smile. 'Go on, you might meet again someday.' my mistress rushes the girl out and I watch her small butt sway as they walk away, leaving me in the candlelight room, alone. Waiting. The chair is comfortable enough and the afterglow of the orgasm is making me sleepy. A few minutes pass, then maybe ten or fifteen. Finally I hear some sounds, it sounds like front door and then the sound of my mistress, talking. There is a male sound, and another woman I think. A couple, perhaps? Then the clicks of the high heels start. Click - Click – Click. The steps of my mistress come closer. And, there is something else I hear. I hear the slaps of bare feet stepping on the dark stone floor. It sounds like a pair of small, light barefoot steps but then also a thump of larger, heavier steps. A small woman and a large man maybe. I can't see them yet, but the steps are getting closer and closer. I know now what the girl experienced before me. My cock starts to stiffen. I love my mistress.