8 comments/ 29758 views/ 2 favorites Visited in the Night By: Scorpio44 [ For the deeply religious, this is not a story for you. There is an encounter with someone Marcie believes is God in this story. Ask Marcie, she believes. There is also a three way, cock in mouth oral as well as mouth on pussy oral, anal play and penetration both vaginally and anally. Putting this story in a category was difficult. The temptation to put it in non-consent was strong (but she did consent, sort of). BDSM called and wanted the story there (but the restraints were minimal and the flogging didn't happen). Erotic Couplings seemed like a good fit (but the influence of the BDSM and the non-consent made that a poor choice). In the end BDSM won. As always (or mostly always) your comments are welcome. Please don't tell me I picked the wrong category... I did think about others. I just hope you enjoy the story.] "Jack, you don't know what you're missing!" "I'm not missing anything! We have sex." "In the dark! Under the covers!" "We enjoy it! She was raised in a good Christian home and her Momma taught her well." "And you get to pay the price! Have you ever seen her naked?" Jack looked at me but didn't speak. I had hit a nerve. He had been married five years and had never seen his wife naked. They had never fucked with the lights on. I kept driving and he fumed. "Jack, you're my best friend. You are my business partner. I want you to be happy with your life and you aren't." "Well, talking about it won't help. Marcie isn't going to change. Hell, she has me pretty well convinced that wanting something different is me being influenced by Satan." I was quiet for a long time. The miles went by. I was driving us to Omaha for a big meeting. If it went well our business would double starting tomorrow. Jack looked out the window. "Has Marcie ever had an orgasm?" I asked. I asked quietly. Jack looked over at me like I was nuts. "How the hell would I know?" I had to think about that. Carol made it known when she got there. She moaned, screamed sometimes, quivered, shook, and flooded us both. If Marcie had an orgasm how would Jack know? For that matter how would Marcie know? "Does she like kissing?" "Yes! I get kisses every day. She kisses me just before I come to work and when I get home." "Pecks or kisses?" "What's the difference?" That answered that question. The rest of the trip was quiet. At the client's office in Omaha we were all business. Two hours later we had doubled our business. Back in the truck we talked about the changes we needed to make to accommodate the new business and we laughed about making our business a success. I used my cell phone and called Carol. I told her about the meeting and about our success. "Can we take a few days and celebrate?" She asked. "We should! Great idea. What do you want to do?" "Let me think about it and I'll have some suggestions when you get home." "Ok! I won't get a ticket but I will hug the speed limit." "Tell Jack I'm proud of him too." "Ok. Bye. I love you!" I hung up and said, "Carol is proud of you too." "Thanks." I offered him the cell phone. "No thanks. Marcie isn't interested in business. She has her role and I have mine." "Oh. Ok." I dropped Jack at home and saw the greeting he got from his wife. No hug, just a very quick peck on his cheek as she met him on the porch in her knee length gray dress. When I got home Carol was waiting in the driveway. Cute shorts, halter top and a huge grin. When I opened the door of the truck she climbed in with me and the kissing began. Between kisses she told me how proud she was of me, of Jack and how she always believed in us. By the time we were in the house I was hard. She noticed and asked if she could help me with that. "What do you have in mind?" "Well, since we're going out for dinner perhaps we don't need to get all undressed. Maybe I can just practice being your favorite cocksucker." "Here in the kitchen or somewhere else?" "Right here will be fine for me." As she started work on the front of my slacks I untied the tie of her halter top. Her breasts sprang free and my hands held them gently. She smiled up at me as she guided my swelling cock into her mouth. Every time she looked at me like that, on her knees with my cock in her mouth I remembered when that was what we did on dates as teenagers. She blew me and I ate her. Her tongue knew every nerve ending in my cock and she seemed to delight in getting my knees to weaken before I filled her mouth. In our seventeen years together she had never lost a drop. She said she loved the taste and the power. I loved what she did for me and how she did it! My sack pulled up and she knew I was ready. Without removing my pole from her mouth she said, "Fill me up! I want it all!" Her lips closed around my shaft and she sucked harder. I unloaded everything I had and she swallowed all of it. With tender care and complete thoroughness she cleaned me until I was completely soft. She put her hands on my hips and stood back up. I bent and kissed her breasts one at a time and squeezed her ass in the process. "Enough! I need to get changed and then we're going to eat." "We can get a pizza delivered. Just take off those shorts and let me have the main course now!" "No! You can have my pussy when we get back! We're celebrating in public first." She ran from the room. I watched as her beautiful full breasts bounced out of the room. The thought of living with a woman and never seeing her naked was just not something I would be willing to live with. Five minutes later Carol was back. She had on a sun dress and sandals. Even though nothing showed I was sure she had on just three things, the dress and two shoes. She zipped my pants back up and we went to the truck. As I backed out of the driveway she said, "I called and invited Jack and Marcie to join us. Marcie said they would." I wondered why Marcie said yes. She seldom celebrated anything except Easter, Christmas and a visit with her mother. Jack shared a lot with me. When we got to the restaurant I saw Jack's car already parked. I opened the door for Carol and as a reward she gave me a quick look up her dress. She smiled at me and asked, "Were you just naughty?" "No, I think it was you." We laughed and entered the restaurant. Carol had made reservations so the hostess led us to the booth where Jack and Marcie were waiting. Jack still had on his sport coat and tie. Marcie had on a shirtwaist dress, in brown, and buttoned all the way to her neck. Most women dress in clothes that fit snuggly. If Marcie was a size eight she never knew it. Her dresses were at least three sizes bigger than necessary. If there was a body inside the dress no one would ever know. When we ordered Jack and Marcie ordered one dinner to share. Carol ordered a steak and I ordered fish. The service was good and the food was great. Our conversation was three sided. Since we were celebrating a business success the conversation was about the business. Marcie didn't say a word. I watched Jack as he would occasionally look at her for a response. She never gave one. When Carol and I were back in the truck she said, "Why is Jack married to her?" "I don't know why he married her, but I do know that they will never get a divorce." "Because of their church?" "Yup." "God, save me from the church!" "I'll bet she could really be a nice woman if she could relax a little." "There isn't a pill on the planet that could get her to relax! I'll bet she even sleeps fully dressed!" "You'd win the bet." Carol looked over at me and asked, "How do you know that?" "Jack told me. They've been married five years and he's never seen her naked." "That poor man." The rest of the drive was quiet. I parked the truck and when I opened Carol's door she opened her legs wide for me. "We didn't have dessert in the restaurant. Could I interest you in a taste now?" I smiled and lifted her dress, uncovering her to the waist. I started kissing the insides of her thighs and worked my way to her treasure. She leaned back to give me even better access and I accepted it. She was very wet when I arrived between her lips and I did my best to get as much as I could with my tongue. "Oh, baby, that's what I need! Get all my juices!" I put my hands under her ass and lifted. She lifted her legs and offered me even more of herself. "Stick your tongue inside me, Honey. Fuck me with your tongue!" My cock was tenting my slacks and I wondered if they would rip. My tongue did its work and when I felt her getting close I started flicking her button. "Yes! Oh Honey, right there! I'm gonna cum all over your face!" I felt her pussy start to spasm and the muscles flexing. Her juices flowed and I made slurping noises as I attempted to suck it all in. Carol's hands held my head in place and her hips moved her cunt all over my face as she moaned. When she calmed a little she let go of my hair. I pulled her hips to the edge of the seat and helped her stand. I moved her out of the way and closed the door of the truck. I knew that the next time I got in the truck it would still smell like sex. In our bedroom Carol stripped out of the dress and her shoes while I took longer to undress. We showered and when we were done we dried each other. As I dried her we kept kissing. At one point our tongues were enjoying each other and when that kiss ended Carol said, "You are so big and powerful. I love it when you are powerful." Every time she said things like that she was inviting a little bondage into the bedroom. A little Master slave game. I pushed her into the bedroom and onto the bed. She looked up at me and said, "Did I upset you?" "Not yet. Lie on your back and close your eyes." "Aren't you going to ask nicely?" "If you were someone else, maybe. I don't ask my slave! I tell her and if she doesn't do what I tell her to do quickly enough she gets pain instead of pleasure." "I don't want to do what you say!" "Your choice!" I opened the drawer of the chest next to the bed and pulled out the leather cuffs. When I turned to her she moved to get off the other side of the bed. I dove and caught her. I pulled her back on the bed and got on top of her. She struggled and made the job more difficult of getting her cuffed and the cuffs snapped together. I leaned over and from the drawer I got some short pieces of soft rope. I tied her wrist cuffs to the headboard and got off the bed. I looked at her as she looked up at me. "What are you going to do to me?" I slapped her breasts. "When you speak to me I am Sir or Master. If you forget, you get pain." "What are you going to do to me, Master?" "As my slave you have only one job. Please me. I am going to use you for my pleasure." "Will you use my cunt for your pleasure?" "Yes! Spread your legs for me." "No! It's my pussy! It's for my pleasure!" Two minutes later her legs were tied wide open. There were red hand prints on her tits from when she resisted being opened up. "Slave, who's pussy is this?" I stuck a finger in her as I asked. "Your pussy, Sir." "Very good. And whose ass is this?" My finger traced from her vagina down to the tight little ass hole, pushing against her resistance. She tightened the muscles. "My ass!" She said. My free hand slapped across her breasts. "You didn't say Sir!" I slapped again and said, "You argued with me!" Tears sprang from her eyes and the hand print on her breast turned a darker red. "Whose ass is this?" I pushed again. The muscles relaxed a little and my finger tip slid in a little. "Your ass, Master." "Yes! Close your eyes." She complied immediately. I leaned to her pussy and licked her open lips, avoiding her clit. "Oh, thank you Sir." I licked again. As I licked her hips lifted her pussy to meet my tongue and she thanked me often. When I felt her body signaling her closeness to orgasm I stopped. Her eyes popped open and I quickly slapped her belly. She closed her eyes and said she was sorry. "Do you want to cum?" "If it pleases you, yes! Sir." "If I untie your legs will you fight me?" "Only if that is what you want, Master." "It is not what I want." I untied her legs and flexed them. Then, I used the same ropes to tie them so they could not straighten. I flipped her over so she was face down and her ass sticking up in the air. "You want to cum?" "If it pleases you, Master, I do." From my toy drawer I pulled a vibrator and turned it on. The hum filled the room. I rubbed it around on her outer lips to get it lubed and then slid it deep inside her. "Does that feel good, slave?" "Yes, Sir." My cock rubbed against her wet lips and then I moved to her head. I pushed her on her side and placed my cock at her mouth. "Are you my cocksucking slut?" "If it pleases you, Sir." "It pleases me. Suck me. Do not cum." She moved her head and took almost all of my shaft into her mouth. I held still and let her do all the work for a moment or three. I slowly started thrusting into her mouth and soon was pressing against her nose and hearing her gag a little with each stroke. I pulled out and went behind her. My hands helped her back onto her knees. I pressed my wet hard cock against her ass hole. "Let me in, slut!" "Yes, Master." She pushed back against me and slowly my shaft disappeared inside her ass. There were thin layers of tissue between the vibrator and my cock. I knew I could not last long like that. I knew she could not last long either. "You're close aren't you, slut?" "Yes, Master! I want to cum for you. I want you to fill my ass!" "Cum for me." Stroke after stroke I went deep into her. The vibrator shifted a little and she whimpered. "Cum for me!" I slammed into her as fast as my hips would move! My hand went around her leg and touched her clit. She screamed and flooded us both. The vibrator slid out of her vagina and I pumped her ass full of my seed. The sound of the vibrator was louder as it lay on the sheets. I pulled out of her and helped her onto her side. Minutes later I untied her and spooned against her. We kissed and held each other for a while. Carol got up and went to our bathroom. She came back with a wash cloth and a towel. When I was clean she went back in the bathroom. When she came back we lay facing each other. "Honey, I want to help Jack." I wondered what she wanted to do. I knew she'd tell me if I waited. "Someone needs to teach Marcie about the joy of sex." "You think she'd come over for a lesson?" She thought about it. "No. She doesn't know what she's missing, so she doesn't even know it is missing." "Then?" "She needs a mind blowing orgasm or four. Then she can decide if she wants more." "You have a plan for how to give her those orgasms?" "Not yet. Soon though." We showered and went back to bed. As we fell asleep I wondered what plan my wife would come up with. I also wondered if I was going to get arrested. For the next three months Jack and I worked a minimum of sixteen hours a day, seven days a week. We hired three new people and they worked with us. It was exhausting but an emotional high at the same time. Carol had meals for us every day. She came to us every afternoon with good healthy food and made sure we ate it. When I got home she showered me and tucked me in each night. She woke me with kisses and hot, strong coffee. When the last truck pulled out of our company yard headed for Omaha I realized we had three days to do nothing. The vacation Carol and I talked about three months before could actually happen. I pulled out my cell phone and it rang. I flipped it open and was surprised to hear Marcie's voice. She sounded upset. "I need to speak to Jack. Is he with you?" "Yes. Just a sec." I handed him the phone. I watched as the color drained from his face. He didn't say much. When Marcie stopped talking he hung up and handed back the phone. "I have to go." "What's up?" I asked. "My Dad and Mom were in an accident. I have to go to Denver. After I get there I'll call you and let you know how long I'll need to be gone. Marcie is staying here." He walked to his car and drove off. I'd never seen Jack so out of it. I drove to his house and handed him my cell phone. "Use it like there is no bill. Call Marcie every day, every hour if you need to. Call me every day." Marcie kissed his cheek just before he got in his car. We stood together on their front lawn and watched him drive away. She looked at my face and said, "Bless you for being Jack's friend." Then she turned, went inside and shut the door. I drove home and told Carol about what had happened. She listened and then said, "Ok. Then my plan starts tomorrow when we find out how soon Jack is coming back." "What plan?" "Marcie's awakening. She is going to discover sex while Jack is gone!" "I need to hear this plan. What have you cooked up for her?" She explained her plan over dinner. As we ate and she explained she kept removing items of clothing. She kept my attention. She was very convincing. We had sex right there at the table with her astride my lap naked. I came inside her again after we showered. Again in the middle of the night and just before we got up for breakfast. That afternoon I didn't go far from the phone. I was expecting a call from Jack. A little after four it came. Both his parents were in intensive care. Both had broken legs and his father had a broken collarbone and four broken ribs as well. His mother had some internal injuries so the doctors were watching them closely. Jack said it looked like he needed to stay a week, minimum. I did the internal calculations and knew we would be Ok with him gone that long. He agreed to call at four every other day. I called Marcie to see if she needed anything. She didn't drive so she needed someone to take her to the market. I volunteered Carol for the job. When I told Carol she brightened and said, "While we're at the market you can go over and get her basement ready." I agreed. I had misgivings but Carol promised we wouldn't go to jail and Marcie would thank the strangers who helped wake her up. I gathered all the things I needed and put them in the back of my truck. I followed Carol over and watched as Marcie got in Carol's car and they drove off. Carol would be gone at least an hour. I set a timer for an hour and went to work. I entered Marcie's home for the first time. No pictures on the walls. Brown rugs and brown chairs. No lights bigger than sixty watts. Their basement was almost empty. I stashed my toys and added the hardware I would need. I made a list of things I needed to bring for later. When everything was ready I looked around to make sure I hadn't left any clues. When I was in my truck headed home the timer sounded. Half an hour later Carol was home. "Have you ever been in their home?" She asked. "Before today, no." "I helped her carry in the groceries. There's no life in their home. No color. No pictures." "It is clean." "We go over there tonight." "Are you sure about this?" I asked. "Yes!" I told Carol about the extra things we needed. We put them in the back of my truck. Carol called Marcie and invited her to go to dinner with us. She accepted. We picked her up at six. She again wore a shirtwaist dress, too big for her, and gray. Dinner was quiet. Near the end she excused herself to use the restroom. Carol used the time to put the contents of a capsule in Marcie's glass. We stayed until Marcie had finished her water. Then I paid the bill, left a nice tip and we walked out together. By the time we were at Marcie's she was out. I carried her inside. They lived out far enough from town that no one could have seen us. Carol parked my truck in the garage. Visited in the Night Marcie was lighter than I expected. I carried her down into the basement. When Carol arrived she helped me undress Marcie. The more we uncovered the more impressed I was with her body. She was slender and well muscled. Out behind their house she had a big garden. I assumed she worked there. Her breasts were just about the same size as Carols'. The difference was in the underwear. Carol wore lacy, colorful bras and thongs. Marcie had on cheap, white everything and it was well worn. Her legs and underarms were not shaved. Neither was her pussy. Carol saw that and said, "Get her restrained. I'll be right back." Ten minutes later she was back. She had a man's disposable razor, shaving gel and a pair of scissors. While I made everything else ready Carol shaved Marcie bald. From her shoulders down Marcie was bald. Carol had sewn a hood for Marcie. It covered her head down to just under her nose and had a strap under her chin. It would not restrict her breathing but her sight was gone. Marcie's legs were restrained by the cuffs at her ankles which were hooked to each other. The cuffs were further tied to a ring in the floor. Her arms were restrained behind her back and she was lying on her side on a packing blanket on the floor. Carol went to their kitchen and came back with three glasses and a pitcher of ice water. We sat on folding chairs and waited. We did not talk. Three hours passed before Marcie moved. Another five minutes and she was awake enough to realize she was restrained and helpless. I put the device Carol had found in a joke shop on our last vacation in my mouth and spoke to Marcie. The device altered my voice so no one would recognize my voice. "Good Morning." "Who are you? Why am I here?" "Who I am does not matter. Why you are here matters. You have been very bad. I am here to teach you." "This must be a mistake. I've never been bad." I slapped her bare breast. It told her she was naked and that she was helpless. She jumped and cried out. "You may not argue with me. When you speak to me you must use the title Master. Forgetting to say Master will bring swift pain. Do you understand?" "Yes, Master." "Very good. Obedience also has consequences. Are you thirsty?" "Yes, Master." Carol held a glass of water to her, touching her lips with the straw. She drank. At six ounces Carol withdrew the straw. After a few seconds Marcie said, "Thank you Master." "Do you know you are naked?" Her body moved as if she might verify or cover up. Then she stopped and said, "I did not know I was naked, Master. I believe you when you say I am." "Why do you have tits?" "They are for feeding babies, Master." "How many babies have you fed with them?" "None, Master. You know I cannot have children." She believed me to be someone from God. That might just work to our favor. "What other possible use could your tits have?" "Some men use them for pleasure, Master." "Have men used your tits for their pleasure?" "No, Master." "Don't you have a husband?" "Yes, Master." "Has he used your breasts for his pleasure?" "No, Master." "Doesn't he like them?" "I don't know, Master. He has never touched them." "Why would you be given breasts if God didn't intend for you to use them?" "To test me. If I can resist the temptation to use my body just for pleasure He will reward me in Heaven. Master." "Where did you learn that?" "From my mother. She told me about the temptations of the flesh from the time I was little. Master." "Your mother was wrong." I stayed silent for two minutes. I removed the speaking device, leaned close to Marcie's chest and engulfed her right nipple and areola in my mouth. She sucked in a breath and whimpered, "Please don't hurt me, Master." My answer came in the form of continuing to suck and use my tongue on her right breast. When the nipple had hardened and swollen a little I pulled back. The device went into my mouth. "Marcie, there are things I can do that others cannot. Believe me?" "Yes Master." "How did it feel to have your nipple in my mouth?" "I cannot describe it, Master, I have never felt anything like it." "Pleasure or pain?" "Pleasure." "Would you like more?" She did not answer for a long time. I reached out and took the same nipple between my thumb and second knuckle of my index finger. I squeezed, harder and harder until Marcie cried out. I let go. I waited a few seconds. "Marcie, life is about choices. Pleasure and pain is the choice before you. You have had both. Choose. You can have either." "Pleasure." I motioned to Carol and she took Marcie's left nipple while I ministered to her right. Long minutes passed and Marcie resisted letting it feel good. It was futile. She let go of a moan from somewhere deep inside her body. We stopped and released her breasts. She moaned again. "Use words Marcie." "I didn't want you to stop. Master." "Am I a baby you were feeding?" "No, Master." "A mortal man using you for his pleasure?" "No, Master." "Were you using me for your pleasure?" "Yes, Master." "Good! Does that make you bad?" She hesitated a long time. I grasped her nipple and started to squeeze. "I am not a bad girl, Master." "Good. I am going to untie your legs. When they are untied I am going to help you stand. Do not resist me." "I won't, Master." I helped her stand and Carol unsnapped her ankle cuffs. I tied a rope to the cuffs on her wrists and tied the other end of that rope to an overhead beam. I caressed her ass. She jumped and moved away from my touch. Slap! I slapped her ass hard. "You pulled away from my touch. Never do that. When you are touched it is for your pleasure and mine. I was enjoying the sight and feel of your ass." "I'm sorry, Master. No one..." "Ever touched your ass before?" Not true!" I slapped her again. "Tell me when your ass has been touched." "You know. Brian Wilcox grabbed me in the hallway at school. Master." "Was he your boyfriend?" "NO! Master, he was just a boy." "Wrong Marcie. He was more. How many boys from the school can you name?" "A few." "Why is Brian one of them?" "He grabbed my butt!" A hesitation and then she added, "Master." "He grabbed your butt because he wanted to feel it. He wanted you to notice him. He was willing to get negative attention from you because he couldn't get positive attention." I waited. Then I gently ran my hand over her ass. On the second pass I held one cheek and squeezed, gently. "Your ass is delightful. It is a pity you have only had one person hold it, enjoy it. Has Jack held your ass?" "No Master. He has tried though." I looked at Carol and she gave me a thumbs up. I motioned and she brought me some water. "Are you thirsty?" "Yes, Master." I touched the straw to her lips and she drank. When she finished I touched the wet cold glass to her nipple. She jumped, then she said, "Thank you Master." "Was that pleasure or pain?" "Pleasure, Master." "Good. Would you like to learn more about pleasure or pain?" "More about pleasure, Master." "Good girl. Spread your legs." She did. Her feet were eight or nine inches apart. "Wider." She stopped when her feet were shoulder width apart. "I am going to touch you between your legs." "Yes, Master." "Jack has touched you there?" "Not with his hands, Master." "With what?" "His thing, Master." "His thing? What thing, exactly?" "You know. His thing." "Do you know the name of that thing?" "Yes. I can't say it." I slapped her breasts. My hand hit both of them. She screamed. "You did not say Master." "I cannot say the word Master." "Because it is too difficult?" "No. It is a nasty word. I cannot say it, especially here with you. Master." "Did I make your body parts?" She hesitated. She shook her head a little. "Yes, Master." "I made something nasty?" "No, Master. But I was taught not to even say the words." "Your mother, again." "Yes, Master." "Has she ever been wrong?" "I'm sure she has, Master." "His thing is called a penis, a cock and a hundred other terms. There is nothing wrong with having one. I have one." "Yes, Master. You do?" "Yes. Did you read the part in the Bible that says I made everyone in my image?" "Yes, Master." "That means you look like me." I waited. This was not going as we had planned but it was going well. "Marcie, I am going to release your hands. Only move the right hand. Bring it around in front of your body." Carol released the cuff and Marcie moved her right hand in front of herself. I removed my clothes and stood in front of her. "Move your hand slowly out in front of yourself. I am going to let you touch me." Her hand touched my cock. She stopped moving and stopped breathing. "Breathe. Now hold it in your hand." Her fingers wrapped around my cock and held it ever so gently. "Pleasure or pain?" "Fear, Master." "Afraid you will hurt me?" "No. Afraid I will displease you." "If you please me when you touch my cock it will grow in your hand. Jack's will too." "It will grow?" "Yes." My hips moved and my cock stroked inside her hand. "Feel it move in your hand?" She nodded. "Move your hand to stroke it yourself." She did and my cock grew in her hand. Carol played with my balls and I got harder faster. "That feels very, very good, Marcie. Thank you." "Thank you, Master." "Can you get on your knees?" She dropped in front of me. Her hand never let go of my cock. "Put it in your mouth, Marcie. Don't bite me. Lick me, suck me, play your tongue over my shaft." She did as she was told. She didn't gag or spit but held it in her mouth. I slowly pumped in and out. "Marcie that really feels good. You can make me feel good. You made me hard and you can make me cum. Do you know what it means?" "If you do it in me we could make a baby, if I could have a baby, Master." "Some women are not meant to have babies. They are here to learn about pleasure not parenthood. You are here to learn about pleasure. Giving pleasure and receiving pleasure. My hard cock can cum inside you for our pleasure." "In my mouth, Master?" "Yes." Carol pointed to her ass and pussy. "And in your ass and pussy too." "And that is pleasing?" "Yes. Now suck and stimulate me." I handed the device to Carol and she put it in her mouth. "For this instruction I will speak as a woman." Carol said. She coached Marcie on oral technique and Marcie was a good student. Before long I was ready to shoot into her mouth. Carol told her what would happen and talked to her about how to swallow it all. When I came I came in a huge load and Marcie swallowed it all. "Marcie, tell me about sucking my cock." Carol said. She removed the device and I put it in my mouth. "It was wonderful. I kept feeling it do just what you said. As I touched certain areas you moaned and got harder. Just before you gave me all that stuff I felt it coming! Oh Master, thank you." "That was lesson number one. Lesson number two will be as soon as you wake up." "Am I asleep? Master?" "No, but soon you will be." We fastened her arms back together and put her on the blanket to sleep. We covered her with another blanket and put a pillow under her head. We went up stairs and whispered. Carol took the first shift watching Marcie. I slept in Marcie's bed. I set the alarm for six hours. I slept well and according to Carol so did Marcie. She slept three more hours and then woke up. Carol slept while Marcie slept and a little more. "Master?" She said as she sat up. "Yes." "I need to go to the restroom." "I will help you." I didn't free her arms or remove the hood. I walked her to the bathroom and helped her sit. She held her knees together. "Open your legs, Marcie. It will still go in the toilet." As her stream went into the bowl she spread her legs. When her stream stopped I took paper and wiped her. She stood and I guided her back to her blanket of the floor. She went back to sleep. When she woke again we fed her and started lesson two. In that lesson we introduced her to her own vulva. Carol wanted to introduce her to oral sex, as the receiver. She came four times in that lesson. She asked if she could suck cock again. She could and did. Carol coached her again and her technique improved. At three in the afternoon I had to go home so I could be there for Jack's call. Carol fed Marcie and put her down for a nap. As she went down she asked if she could have more oral sex. Carol ate her to two more orgasms. Screaming, thrashing, wetting orgasms. Marcie dropped off to sleep afterwards. The phone rang as soon as I was in the kitchen at home. It was Jack. "Hey. How are things?" "My Dad is conscious. He's kind of dopey from all the pain killers they give him. Mom is sleeping a lot. Their bodies are healing and the bleeding internally has stopped in mom. That's the good news. The bad news is that Dad will need nurse care for at least two months. Mom wouldn't be up for that unless she was in her twenties." "How soon are you coming back?" "If I can solve the problems here by then, I want to come back next Wednesday. Will you tell Marcie? She hates answering the phone. Let me give you the number here." "You are using the cell aren't you?" "Oh, right. You know the number. I'll call day after tomorrow. Is four a good time?" "Great! You're in our thoughts a lot buddy. We'll take care of Marcie so just take care of Denver and your folks." Half an hour later I was back in the basement at Jack and Marcie's home. Carol was nude and Marcie was eating her. Carol hovered over Marcie's face and all Marcie could touch was Carol's vulva. Five minutes later Carol flooded Marcie's face and shuddered. Marcie had given her first female to female orgasm. I took the device and spoke to Marcie as Carol moved to the side and cleaned herself up. "It was like when I sucked you, Master. I could feel the power of pleasure, of giving pleasure. You tasted so good. That little spot, the clit, is like a power button. When I touch it, you can't hold still. I remembered when you licked me and how it felt when you touched my button. I wanted to just suck it until you exploded but I remembered how it was when you licked me and then somewhere else and when you came back it was soooo much better. Thank you Master." "You know there is more, don't you?" "Yes, Master. We haven't put your cock in my... pussy." "Yes. Would you like that?" "Yes, Master." "When you married Jack what did you promise him about sex." "Master, I promised to have no other man before him." "And what about having my cock in your pussy?" "You are not a man. A man cannot also have a pussy. I have tasted your cock and your pussy." "When you and Jack have sex where are you?" "In bed, Master." "Do you have sex on Saturday afternoon?" "No, Master." "Sunday afternoon?" "No, Master." "Have you ever had sex in daylight?" "No, Master." "Is that Jack's choice or yours?" "We have never talked about it, Sir." "Where do all the animals have sex?" "Outside, Master." "Do they hide?" "No, Master." "Humans have more opportunity for pleasure than any other creation. Other animals do not have a clitoris. It is there for pleasure. You and Jack have two eyes so you can see." "I understand, Master." "Good girl. Now, open your legs for me." She opened her legs wide and lifted them. I touched her opening and found that she was very wet. My cock replaced my finger at her opening and as slowly as I was able, I slid deep inside her. "Oh Master." "What?" "It feels different." "How?" "When I had hair I didn't feel everything like now. I never opened to Jack like this." "Pleasure or pain?" "Pleasure! Master, this is wonderful!" Carol turned her on her side and unsnapped the cuffs. She rolled her onto her back and snapped the wrist cuffs to the ankle cuffs. I continued to slide into Marcie's pussy. The squishing noises were loud. "Do you hear those noises, Marcie?" "Yes, Master." "They are wonderful noises. They tell us both that you are enjoying being joined to me. Is that so, Marcie?" "Yes, Master. I love how this feels. Thank you." "If I go faster it will feel differently. Both ways are ways of expressing passion and pleasure. Would you like me to go faster?" "Yes, Please Master." Carol moved behind me and held my nuts in her hand. The extra stimulation had me at the edge of filling Marcie. "Marcie, I am going to cum inside your pussy. Feel it! Focus on how it feels when I cum inside your pussy." The first throb pulsed the length of my cock and she cried out, "I can feel it! Oh God, I love how it feels!" My shaft pulsed again and she felt it again. "Master, it's like when you came in my mouth only now I can feel it deep inside me! I'm going to cum too!" I stroked a few more times and my cock continued to unload into her. She moved her hips reflexively and cried out as she came. Carol moved me out of her way and sucked on Marcie's dripping cunt. "Oh God! I'm cumming again!" A moan grew from deep inside her into a scream. Suddenly, she went limp and quiet. We cleaned her and unsnapped the cuffs, resnapping the wrists together and the ankles together. When she came back to us we fed her, gave her some water and let her rest. Carol and I went upstairs and talked, very quietly. "Are you enjoying this, Carol?" "At first the part about being God bothered me, but now I see how that is in our favor." "I just hope Jack doesn't freak when he comes home to his own little slut." "He may freak at first but when Marcie wraps her mouth around his cock he will scream "Amen!" "We need to coach her for his return. She needs to go slowly with him." "Yeah! If she starts by asking him to fuck her ass he will go back to Denver." "He might. She needs to go slowly with him." We went back downstairs and Marcie was asleep. I whispered to Carol that I was going to work for a few hours and would be back. She kissed my cock and my face and waved good-bye. When I returned Carol had finished feeding Marcie and they were talking. "Marcie, when Jack comes home he won't know what you know." "I don't understand, Master." "He has been in Denver taking care of his parents. I could not teach him what I have taught you." "Right! I hadn't thought about that." "You must teach him about pleasure. You must be gentle and careful as you teach so he does not get too scared to listen and feel what you are teaching." "Can't you come back and teach him?" "No. It is part of your ministry here on Earth to teach him about pleasure. Now that you know about pleasure you can teach him." "How do I start, Master?" "When he comes home kiss him. Not on the cheek, on the mouth." Carol motioned me to kiss her. I made sure it was my mouth and that her hands would not be touching me. My lips touched hers and she moaned. I increased the pressure, just a little, and then broke the kiss. She followed me with her face, wanting more. "If he follows you like you just did, that tells you he wants more. Kiss him again." My lips met hers again and she melted. I could feel the surrender in her lips. "Let him kiss you. You started the kisses, now receive the kissing." I held still and she pressed against my lips, gently. After a few seconds I broke the contact. "Have you ever opened your mouth in a kiss?" "The only mouth to mouth kisses I have ever had were just now, Master." "Then I will give you more help. Not far from here are two people who know about pleasure. They will know about my visit to you. Deep inside their minds I will tell them to help you and Jack. Use them as your coaches. Trust them as you trust me." Visited in the Night "Who are these people, Master?" "Nick and Carol Peterson." "Jack is partners with Mr. Peterson, Master." "You need to be best friends with them. They will help you on the path to pleasure and joy." "Thank you, Master." As they talked I broke open a capsule like we had used at the restaurant and swirled it into some water. I touched the straw to Marcie's lips and she drank. From the last time I knew we had about fifteen minutes before she was out. I guided her up the stairs and into her bathroom. She sat and at my request let her stream go. Her legs were spread. When she stopped Carol wiped her and I helped her to her bed. "Marcie, you are going to sleep. When you wake you will remember all of this training. You will be naked when you wake up. Before you get out of bed touch yourself and have a joyful orgasm. Then shower but do not get dressed. Call Carol and ask if she has time to take you shopping. She will have time and will drive right over. Meet her at the door naked. She will not be freaked. She will have you dress and then you will go with her. You need to buy the things Carol helps you pick out. Bring them home and put them away. When Jack comes home follow Carol's coaching. The new clothes are for later. Understand?" "Yes, Master. Let Carol see me naked. Buy the clothes she picks. Be gentle with Jack." She sat still for a minute and I gently pushed her onto her side. I covered her and sat near her. Carol had gathered all our equipment and supplies. They were in the kitchen when I was sure Marcie was asleep. I carried everything out to the truck and went back into the house. I removed the hood from Marcie and we drove home. We arrived home at noon. I went to work and found my guys were right on schedule. It told me I had been micromanaging people who already were good at their jobs. I gave each man a twenty dollar cash bonus and told them how proud I was of them. At three I told them to take the rest of the day off, with full pay. Just before four I walked into our kitchen. At four the phone rang. I looked at the caller ID and saw my own number. It was Jack. I answered. "Nick? I have news!" He sounded great. "I solved the care problem and a problem I didn't even know existed!" "Tell me!" "I told you my Dad needs nursing care? Well Marcie's mom was a nurse. I called them to tell them what was going on and they volunteered to take my parents in and care for them, for as long as it takes. They drove down to Denver and about an hour before they arrived Mom woke up and started acting like her self. They talked and all four are happy with the arrangements made." "Jack, that's great! How soon will your parents be able to travel?" "One week. Marcie's folks will stay here and travel with them when they can travel. I have enough in savings to get them home and get some work done on the house to make it easier for everyone." "Seems like our new contracts came along at the right time." Ten more minutes and we were off the phone. Jack would be home in two days. At four-thirty the phone rang again. The caller ID gave Marcie's number. Carol answered. I put my head close to the phone so I could hear. "Hello." "Carol, this is Marcie." "I knew you would call." "Do you think maybe you could take me shopping? I don't want to be a bother..." "Stop. From this moment you are my best friend. You aren't a bother. Of course I have time to take you shopping. I'll kiss Nick and be right over." "You know, don't you?" "Were you told that I would know?" "Yes." "I know. Are you naked?" "Yes." "Did you cum before you got out of bed?" "Yes! You do know!" "You were told I would. Stand out on your back porch facing the sun until I get there. Feel how good the sun feels on your skin and how the softest breeze feels like kisses on your skin." She hung up and hurried towards the door. "What about the kiss?" I asked. She did her best to melt my socks with her kiss. Then, she was gone. For the next two days I didn't see Carol much. She was giving Marcie a crash course in dressing well, in having a home that said pleasure instead of pain avoidance and in getting ready for Jack. Since our business was on the road out to his house from the highway, Jack stopped on his way home. In twenty minutes I showed him that we were on schedule and under budget. I walked him to his truck. "Something happened while you were gone, my friend." "Something good or something bad?" "My opinion, something good. Marcie has always been pretty reserved hasn't she?" "Yeah." "Well, the shell cracked. She and Carol are becoming close friends. Yesterday they spent almost all day together. I asked Carol last night what they did and all she said was, "Girl stuff." Every time I talked to Marcie all she wanted to talk about was how much she missed you." "My Marcie?" "Your Marcie. That accident in Colorado just may have made changes here too." "Wow! Well, I'll be here at work tomorrow morning." "I won't count on it! If you need some time with your new wife, take a couple days." He put his car in gear and waved as he drove away. In the office I called Marcie's and when she answered I said, "Jack just left here headed home to his new wife. Be gentle." I hung up, got in my truck and drove home. Inside our kitchen I found Carol spread out on the table, her ankles cuffed to the table legs and one wrist cuffed to the third of the four table legs. A purple vibrator stuck out an inch from her pussy. She had a blindfold on. "Sure Jack, come on in." I said loudly, letting the screen door slam shut. Carol's free hand went to the vibrator and I grabbed it before it got there. "Afraid to let Jack see your cunt? You've spent days eating Marcie's cunt. Now it's my turn. I turned on the vibrator and snapped the cuff on her free hand to the fourth leg of the table. I tapped the vibrator and Carol jumped. I noticed Carol hadn't spoken and then I noticed why. She had something in her mouth. Something cloth. I opened her mouth and pull it out. A pair of panties I'd never seen before. An Indigo colored thong. "They were Marcie's. I made her wear them while I ate her and she soaked them for me. As I waited for you, I tasted her juices and got hotter for God to fuck me." I got a short rope and looped it behind her neck. I unsnapped the ankle cuffs from the table and attached them to the rope. Her legs were up near her chest and her ass and pussy were open to my whim. I undressed and tapped my cock against her puffy pussy lips. "Is that what you want?" "No, Master. I want you to fuck me." "Will you scream if it hurts?" "Perhaps, Master." I put a plastic cup in her hand and said, "That is your safety word. Understand?" "Yes, Master." I stuffed the thong back into her mouth. Slowly I shoved my cock inside her cunt. All the way in. She moaned. I slowly pulled all the way out. When my cock lost contact with her she whimpered. The flat of my hand slapped her entire pussy. She screamed and jumped. I touched my cock to her lips and slowly repeated my stroke. When my cock broke contact she tensed and I slapped her pussy again. She screamed, jumped and said a muffled, "Thank you Master." Fifteen strokes and fifteen slaps. The last five slaps were wet slaps. Her juices were flowing out and I spread them with my cock before I slid back inside her. She was screaming almost continuously. I put my cock inside her and started stroking faster and faster. My thumb stroked her clit and the thumb of my other hand pressed against her ass hole. I stopped. "I am going to remove the thong from your mouth. Do not scream. When you cum tell me you are my slut. Beg me to cum inside you." I pulled the thong out and dropped it on her tits. As my thumb touched her clit again she bucked against me and my other thumb popped into her ass. "Oh God! I'm there! I'm cumming! I am your slut forever! Please cum inside me! Cum in my pussy, my ass, my mouth but please cum inside your slut!" I slammed in as hard as I could and deposited all the seed I had. When I stopped pulsing I pulled out and moved to her mouth. She opened and took my dripping cock inside. "Do not let a single drop slide out of your pussy. If it leaks you will be punished." She tilted her hips so none of our juices would leak out. She worked on my cock to get it hard again and she made it happen. I told her how proud I was of her to get me hard again. I backed out of her mouth and asked, "Now that I'm hard, where do you want it?" "In my ass, Master. Fill my ass, please Master." "Is Jack going to fill Marcie's ass someday?" "Yes, Master and we will watch him do it!" My cock touched her ass and she opened to me. I pushed and got an inch inside her. I dripped spit to help lube where we met. Another inch made it inside. I pulled back, spread pussy juice on my cock and slid in all the way. "Fuck me, Daddy. Have all of me. I am yours. My pain is pleasure if it's for you." I pumped in and out of her ass until I unloaded inside her. As my cock pumped my stuff into her she said, "Oh God! I can feel your stuff! I felt it come through your cock and fill me! It feels so good!" My ass hit the chair seat a second after I pulled out of Carol's ass. I held her hips and tilted her towards me. My mouth attached to her open vagina and I sucked and licked all our combined juices out of her. She thrashed and squirmed on the table as I ate her. She shook and quivered through orgasm after orgasm. When I could tell she was exhausted I stopped. I removed the rope, the cuffs, and helped her off the table. We stood in the kitchen and kissed for quite a while. When we finally moved, it was to the shower. We called and had a pizza delivered. I pulled on some jeans and paid the teenager for the pizza. I noticed lots of our fluids drying on the kitchen table when I came back inside. At midnight the phone rang. The lighted caller ID said it was Jack. "Jack, It's midnight!" "Let me speak to Carol, please." I handed Carol the phone and moved close. "This is Carol." "Thank you! Marcie and I thank you from the bottom of our hearts!" "You're both welcome." "Tell Nick I'm taking the next two days off. Thank you!" The sound of Marcie giggling in the background stopped when Jack hung up the phone.