3 comments/ 19290 views/ 2 favorites Sergeant Sebastian By: SexSweetheart ************* He stood six foot one with a barrel chest. In his uniform short sleeves, she could see his muscular arms. She figured even with both her hands she could not encircle his flexed, muscular upper arm. * Oh my, * she groaned in frustration and thoughts of lustful ideas of getting to know him biblically. His look of authority was over powering her inner needs. His voice was deep, strong and alluring. How the sight of this uniformed cop gave her a tummy full of butterflies. Then she realized how wet she was becoming. * Please let me serve you. Please be a Dom that can Master me! Calm down. Just calm down, he is just doing his job, * ran through her head, over and over again. "Miss, I'll let you off this time. Next time, watch that you don't ride on the shoulder, again. You almost hit that truck back there," the tall sergeant said as he handed back her car registration and driver's license. "Thank you. I'll do that," she said with a smile as she watched him walk away from her car. * Oh my. What a cute butt in those tight pants. Mmmmmmmm * she thought as he mounted his cycle. "Oh come mount me instead of that cycle," she spoke as she turned the motor over. She kept an eye on him as she pulled away from the curb, until he was out of sight. "Oh, I would like to get to know him a lot better," she said to herself as she drove off feeling the lustful needs stirring her belly. Sgt. Sebastian shook his head as he watched the car pull away. He took out his notepad and wrote down her name and address, along with the license plate number. * When I get back to station later, I'll look up her record and her phone number. Yes, I will have you Missy. You will be mine, * he thought to himself after hearing her comment about him mounting her. He put the notepad back into his pocket and headed down the road once again. */*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/* A couple of days later, Sheronda was laying on her bed watching television when the phone rang. "Hello," she answered. "Hello, Sheronda. How are you this evening?" said the deep male voice on the phone. "I'm doing fine, thanks. Who are you?" she asked puzzled. "Sgt. Sebastian, the officer that stopped you the other evening," he reminded her. The voice was deep, sexy and stirred her nerves. "Sgt. Sebastian? Do I know a Sgt. Sebastian? I don't recall," she teased. "I let you go a couple of nights ago. You were driving recklessly, and I saved you a ticket plus a lot more trouble. Now you have to pay for my letting you go," he said with a laugh in his voice. "Oh really . . . How did you get my phone number?" she asked, a bit amused. He laughed heartily. "Being a cop, it's not that hard to find out what you want to know about someone. After all, I had your address, name and license plate number," he said rather sweetly. "That is true, so true," she cooed into the phone as she rolled on to her tummy. "What kind of payment are we talking about?" "Dinner and dancing Saturday night," he told her. "Hmmm, that's a reasonable price. But first, are you married?" "What does that have to do with anything?" "Everything . . . I don't date married men. How old are you?" she wanted to know everything about him. "This sounds like the third degree to me," he teased in an authoritative manner. "In a way it is. You have all the facts about me; it's only fair I have the same information to make a decision on," she said, with sarcasm in her voice. "I'm fifty-two years old, stand six foot one inches tall and I'm a widower. My wife died several years ago from cancer. The rest you'll have to find out on our date." "Sorry to hear that. About your wife, I mean." "Thank you," he said. He heard concern and caring in her voice. * Can she be for real? * He wondered. "How about we meet about seven for dinner?" she suggested. "Just a second," he checked his palm pilot, "seven would be good. I'll pick you up around then." "I prefer you didn't pick me up. Why don't we meet at Piazza Italy? I don't live alone," she advised him. "That's not a problem for me. All right, then, I'll meet you at seven outside of Piazza Italy." They continued to discuss the details of the meeting and what they would be wearing on Saturday. After they hung up the phone, she lay back on her bed and smiled. She remembered the cop from the other evening; tall, touch of gray at his temples, striking eyes. And his voice was powerful, aggressive, and sexy. She rolled over and started to daydream about the motorcycle cop with the will built body. */*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/* Since it was Saturday she slept until noon before she got up to take a hot shower. Once in the shower, she let the hot water beat down on her sore neck and stiff back muscles while shampooing her hair. Slowly her mind drifted to thoughts of what the night would bring. He was the fabulously tall dark stranger every girl dreamt about. Would he hold her in his arms tightly when they went dancing? Oh yes, to have his strong arms around her. The sheer thought of her body rubbing up against his on the dance floor got her aroused. She wanted his hands to roam up and down her back and, with luck, down over her tushi. Maybe he would pinch it. Her hand reached back to touch the spot where she imaged he pinched her. She could have sworn, for a moment her cheek felt sore. After her shower, she put on a terry-cloth robe and headed down to the kitchen to get some breakfast. She was alone at the moment since her roommate was at work. As she waited for some biscuits to finish cooking in the toaster oven, she combed her hair and started setting it. After taking the biscuits out, she placed them on the table to cool. She drank a cup of herbal tea with the biscuits as she continued to set her hair. The afternoon flew by as she cleaned the house and got dressed for the evening. Not knowing this man well, she went through her closet looking for something that was pretty, sexy and at the same time showed off her deep cleavage. She wished she knew what his favorite color was to help her dress. Since he was a man, she considered what most of the dominant men on the Internet and those who came to the house all said, 'Black is sexy.' She pulled out her black lacy panties that displayed the bottom edge of her tushi. She put on the matching sheer black lace bra trimmed with red roses. Next she had to decide between pantyhose or thigh-highs. Since she could not find black pantyhose, she went with the black stockings and garter belt that had matching red roses trimming the bottom of the belt. Sitting on the edge of the chair she carefully pulled on her first stocking and then the other, before attaching each to the garter belt. As she surveyed herself in the mirror, she saw the reflection of Master Bryon leaning against the door jam. "Very nice . . . You must have a hot date tonight? You should put on four-inch black heels to go with that outfit. Yes, that would make you very appealing that way," he stated as his eyes inspected every inch of her body. "It's a good thing Sabrina's your lady and not me," Sheronda said turning to the closet to get her two-inch, black wedge heeled shoes. "Who is this guy you are going out with?" He demanded to know. She ignored him and his question. With time, she had gotten use to this bastard watching her from the door jam. Early in his relationship with Sabrina, she had tried to toss him out; it only resulted in Sabrina getting beaten up. Finally, she decided to just let the jerk watch, if he got off at watching her, so be it. From time to time, she did succeed in closing and locking the door, but tonight she was in the mood to show off a little. Sheronda pulled out her black two-piece outfit. The skirt was trimmed with giraffes at the side slit. The blouse buttoned down the front with a nice giraffe print around the bottom. It could cover everything up or be open enough to show the curves of her breasts and accenting her plunging cleavage. She buttoned the blouse all the way up as Master Bryon watched. "You should leave the top four buttons open. Show off those delicious tits," he said with a wicked smile. "Like I said, you're not my Master, so I don't have to listen to your suggestions," she stated as she turned the lights off to leave the room. He grabbed her arm, "One of these days bitch, I will have you at my mercy." "Only in your dreams, you bastard . . . now let me go. Why don't you go keep an eye your lady, Sabrina," she said with a very determined look in her eyes. As she left the house, she took a leather jacket with her in case the evening turned chilly. October was a month known for having nice warm days and cool nights. "Night, Sabrina, see you when I get home," Sheronda shouted to her roommate. "Have a great time, Sheronda. And I want all the details tomorrow," Sabrina called after her at the door as she watched Sheronda get into her car. "After you get the details, you will tell me everything she says," Master Bryon ordered Sabrina with his hand on her arm. "Yes, Sir . . . I'll tell you everything she tells me," Sabrina said as she turned to look him in his determined eyes. "Where is she going for dinner this time?" he demanded to know. "Piazza Italy by the theaters is all I know," she informed quietly. "Go put on something black for dinner. I want to see half your tits exposed," Master Bryon ordered Sabrina pushing her towards the staircase. "Yes, Sir," she went upstairs to get the black outfit she knew her Master liked to see her in. */*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/* Sheronda drove to the mall listening to a romantic love story playing on the CD player. The ride was a short one for her, so she got there before him. She reached over to her cell phone to make sure it was on, in case he had to call at the last minute. She took out a diet soda she had with her, and sipped it, watching for him to arrive. In just a few minutes, she saw him walking over to the benches in a casual suit. "Oh my . . . He is even more handsome then I saw in the dark." She closed the bottle of soda, grabbed her handbag and got out of the car. As she closed the door, her nerves decided it was time to make her a little jumpy. She walked over to him at a quick pace. "Evening," was her greeting with a big welcoming smile. "Good evening to you. You were looking very sexy getting out of your car," Sebastian said as his fingers softy touched her throat down to her cleavage through opening of her blouse. * A very lovely view, * he thought to himself. "You are quite dashing yourself in that suit," she said as she touched his cheek. "Shall we go in?" he said as he put an arm around her waist. "Yes, let's," she agreed, walking shakily by his side. She felt power from him that she never felt before. * Could he be the one? Will I finally find what Sabrina has now? * ran through her mind. They were seated immediately upon entering the restaurant. He was looking at the menu to see what he wanted; when he realized she had not even touched hers. "Something wrong?" he asked, wanting to know. He had never seen someone go to a restaurant and not look at the menu before. "No . . . not at all . . . I know what I want, an individual veggie pizza with a diet soda," she said looking deep into his sparkling blue eyes. "I gather you have been here before. I prefer the three cheese pizza, myself. How about something harder to drink with that?" he closed his menu with a chuckled. "Hmmmm, I'm not a drinker but I wouldn't mind the alcohol free Piña Coloda." As the waiter came to take their order, the seating hostess put Master Bryon and Sabrina at the next table. Master Bryon stared at Sheronda with a wicked smile at how low down her blouse was unbuttoned now. Sheronda saw him staring and gave him a dirty look. "Sheronda are you okay?" Sebastian asked as he touched her right hand. "Sure I'm fine. Something just caught my eye," she said squeezing his fingers. "Anything interesting?" he asked with apprehension. "Not at all," she said reaching over with her other hand to touch his. "How was your day?" "The usual for me . . . I was put on a task force to run a few raids in the next couple of weeks. Other than that, you're the only new thing I've seen all day," he responded as his thumb caressed the back of her hand. His smile made her melt inside. "Really?" her voice squeaked as the drinks were put down in front of them. The voice of Master Bryon caught Sebastian's ear when he placed his dinner order. After the waiter left he turned toward their table. "Bryon old buddy, how have you been?" Sheronda's heart skipped a beat and the color drained from her face. * Oh my God, he knows this bastard. DAMN, * she thought to herself. She was pulled out of her own thoughts as Master Bryon's words caught her attention. "Yes, I do, Sheronda is my slut's roommate." The word slut made Sheronda look at her date with a strange look passing over his face. His next words made her gag on her drink. "You know Master Bryon?" his tone was firm and commanding. She finally swallowed. "Yes. He's been hanging around for the past year or so," Sheronda tried to sound casual about it. But the look on Master Bryon's face told her he had her trapped at last. Sheronda wanted to say something to her friend Sabrina. But she knew that Sabrina would not defy her Master. Sabrina knew he had been trying to get Sheronda at his mercy for the past few months. And she was being forced to help him. "No wonder you didn't want me to pick you up this evening," Sebastian said with a hearty laugh. "That's not it at all. We just met and I don't know how far I could trust you. It's for my own safety. Plus, if I didn't like you or you made a move I didn't like, I could get in my own car to leave. It's a safety thing. Besides, as a cop, you should agree with my precautions," she said with her back up. She knew she had him because she saw a professional look come over him for just a moment. "You're right on that point. Point well taken, don't you agree, Bryon?" Sebastian asked his friend. "Of course, I do. Of course," he coughed to clear his throat. * One score for Sheronda and one for Bryon, * she thought with a victory that made her eyes blaze just for a moment. Master Bryon was just warming up and before the evening was over, he planned to have Sheronda on her knees giving him head as his slave. Next thing he wanted her to learn was she was nothing when it came to two masters having a conversation together. His lesson involved ignoring Sheronda altogether, and just talking to Sebastian. He hoped this would make Sheronda learn her place. The food was delivered. "Mmmmm the pizza smells good," said Sheronda. "Yes, it does. Can't understand why someone wants to put all those vegetables on a pizza," Sebastian said, picking up a slice of his pizza. "Because it's tasty this way . . . Want to try a bite?" Sheronda asked with a sideways glance and crooked smile. Sebastian took the offered piece right in his mouth. "Mmmmm, that is good. Don't know which taste better, the pizza or your fingers?" he said after his teeth scraped the back of her fingers. "Perhaps it was the combination of both," Sheronda smiled invitingly at Sebastian. His teeth made her feel weak. A longing started to grow inside of her, making her feel a little light headed from his teeth brushing against her fingers. "Could be, could be," he kissed the palm of her hand. * Oh my, * she thought. The butterflies were now in full flight in her tummy. Her tummy started to do flip flops at the touch of Sebastian fingers on the outside of her lips. The feelings sent waves of needs to her center of nerves. Sebastian picked up a piece of his pizza to feed to her. She took a small bite of just to the tip of the slice missing his finger. "That was okay, but I only taste one of the cheeses. I'll need another bite to see if I can taste the other two." She pushed her plate out of the way as she leaned forward to take a larger bite of the pizza and his fingers. "Mmmm, a little tastier than a plain cheese pizza," she smiled wickedly at him. She felt herself sway from the feelings of wanting this man so much. He laughed as she sat back. They both began to eat their own pizzas while Sabrina started to feed her Master. Bryon and Sebastian started talking which gave Sabrina time to eat her warm veggie pizza. She was used to her food getting cold. She felt great having eaten so much. She knew what her Master was trying to do, but she knew Sebastian well enough from their encounters the battle lines were now being drawn. Who the victor would be was unknown to her. Only time would tell. "How do you know Bryon?" Sheronda asked Sebastian between bites. Her toes found their way to his pants leg, to tease him. "We belong to some of the same Dom clubs. I'm surprised Sabrina hasn't mentioned my name before?" Sebastian replied. He was delighted at her touch; this was indication that she was interested in getting to know him better. "Not likely with Bryon. Asking her questions and getting answers is almost impossible at times. All I ever get is, 'Not unless Master lets me answer that.' End of conversation, move on to another subject I know is safe. But I got the hint. You live by the Master's rules when you choose to be in a twenty-four – seven relationship." She saw that Bryon's eyes were ablaze now. "Well, you know some of the facts and rules. Since the subject has been opened up, I'm a Dom looking for the right submissive lady," Sebastian said with hopefulness in his heart. "Really? Seems we both have been searching for the right mate. I've been looking for the right Dom myself. But I don't want a twenty-four – seven relationship like theirs. I would prefer a well-rounded one," she said looking deep into his deep sexy blue eyes. She felt herself getting wet from the way he was looking at her. Her insides were melting. "Perhaps we can go somewhere and discuss it in private?" he looked into her blue eyes, seeing desire there, as he touched her hand. "I would like that," now she just wanted to jump in his lap and kiss him. * Two points for Sheronda and one for Master Bryon, * she thought as Sebastian paid their dinner check. */*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/* Sebastian and Sheronda walked, holding hands, towards the theater entrance. They read the list of movies playing and decided not to go in. There was nothing playing that either of them wanted to see. "Since its still early, how about renting a movie and going back to my place," Sebastian proposed. She hesitated for only a moment. "Sure. I can follow you in my car." They went to their own cars, which were rather close to each other. Sebastian led the way in his car. The drive was not long before he pulled into a parking space at a strip mall where the video store was. Sheronda pulled into the space right beside his car. As she stepped out of the car, she felt a strong warm hand take hold of hers. This sent a shock of electricity through her. She needed his strength to stand up because her knees felt weak from his mere touch. A wonderful feeling of impending delight washed over her mind, * Are you him * she wondered. They walked hand in hand into the video store and looked around. The movie they picked was "The Bone Collector" staring Denzel Washington and Angelina Jolie. "I like a good mystery movie and both the stars should make it good," she said as she carried the new movie. "I like both of them as well. It should be worth it. Want some popcorn to go with the movie?" he asked heading to the popcorn area of the store. "Popcorn, sure, popcorn always goes great with a movie. Do you have diet soda at your place?" she wanted to know. Sergeant Sebastian "Sorry, no." "Do you mind if I get some?" "No, not at all," he said. After paying for everything, they headed to his place. Half an hour later, they were seated on his couch. His left hand held her left breast and she could feel his physical strength holding her in place. She felt his roaming hand caressing the skin of her right arm. All she wanted to do was remain in his strong arms. During the course of the movie, their bodies, shifted and remolded themselves. His couch had a footrest for both people who sat there. The movie was half over when he finished unbuttoning her blouse. He could now see her voluptuous breasts which overflowed the bra cups. His fingers worked their way under the sheer lace of the bra to stimulate her nipples. He could see them hardening under the lacy covering. He listened to her moan at his every touch. He watched how her hips wiggled and legs pressed together with his light playing. He was pleased at her easy sexual submission to his touch. In a very seductive manner, he maneuvered her into putting her head in his lap. Laying in his lap with her face looking at him, she reached up to caress his face and cupped her hand around the back of his neck. She wanted to pull him down to her lips. She met some resistance and felt her upper body moving up to meet his lips. His one arm moved into a position to support her head and neck, while his other arm moved to support her upper back under the blouse. Their lips met for a kiss that was deep and passionate. At the same time, his tongue demanded entrance past her lips and teeth. Their tongues played together. Moans of delight and pleasure could be heard from both of them. If there were someone else in the house, their combined moans would have gotten that person horny. As the kiss came to an end, he opened his eyes to see her legs pressing together again. He realized she had a great deal of sexual passion pent up inside her. She rested her head against his firm chest and could hear his heart beat. It was a steady strong beat that she enjoyed listening to as his hands caressed her back. Sheronda studied his face and noticed that the gray was not just around his temples as she had thought the first night. She raised her fingers to play in his salt and pepper black hair. She looked up at him and saw how truly dominant he looked at that moment. There was pleasure in his eyes all the while. This was turning her on more then she could ever dream. There was a mature power of dominance that washed over her mind at the way he appeared to her. He smiled seductively at her as he lowered her head to his lap once again. His hand playfully danced its way down to her waistband before his fingers disappeared under her skirt. Her moans became louder with his fingers inching further downward making her legs close even tighter with her wiggling under his touch. "Relax . . . Open up," was his only command as his fingers made their way to her very sensitive, wet lips. He felt the pressure let up as he watched her legs spread apart a little. "Good Girl," he rewarded her. His fingers went past the folds of her outer lips to touch her clit. The reaction to this was her writhing under his playing. He enjoyed her large sexy body going crazy at his touch. The sound of her moans grew louder and made him harden a little more. "You like this, do you not, my sweet slut?" "Oh yes . . . Sirrr," she cooed as her legs started to press together again. He stopped his ministrations as she gave out a moan of complaint. "If you want me to continue, relax your legs and open them up," his strong Master voice was heard as her legs opened again. His fingers fondled her a bit more before he removed his hand out of the skirt. "Get up and take your skirt off." Sheronda moaned at the lack of his touch but the idea of getting up to strip for him was thrilling. Her legs swung into a position to get off the couch. She pushed the footrest down to stand in front of him. There was a look of pleasure on both their faces. She slipped her fingers into her waistband, and then began to push the skirt down. Holding the skirt in one hand, one foot at a time she stepped out of it. She looked captivatingly at Sebastian sitting on the couch as she tossed the skirt into his lap. "Very good . . . now your blouse, my pet." In a sexy manner, she let her blouse drop to her fingers. "Fold it this time and put it on the table," he ordered firmly. She followed his directions and turned her back to him. Her hips and butt wiggled as she bent over. Sheronda stole a look around her hips to see him smiling as he put the footrest down. "Come and kneel before me," his words were strong and comforting. She straightened up and turned to kneel in front of him, looking into his arousing blue eyes. She started to reach up to touch him when his hand came down hard on her hands. "No touching unless I tell you to. DO YOU UNDERSTAND?" He ordered in a no nonsense way. "Yes . . . Sir . . . I do," was said with a shaky voice. A few tears rolled down her cheeks. She would not touch them because she was unsure if he would discipline her again. "You will learn what you can and can't do with me. Do you understand?" Neither her tears nor voice made him feel sorry for her error. "Yes Sir," was said in quick, firmer voice. "Good," he said as he cupped his large hands around her face to wipe away her tears with his thumbs in a gentle loving touch. "I don't want to hurt you or discipline you, but I will when I see that it's necessary. Do you understand?" "Yes Sir," she said with a stronger voice. "Good sweet slut," his thumbs made glancing passes across her lush lips before his own lips encircled them. "Oh oh," she moaned into the kiss. "Do you want to please me?" he asked in a very seductive voice when the kiss ended. Sheronda looked up in surprise with a smile of delight reaching her tearful eyes. "Yes, Sir," she exclaimed. "You're a slut, are you not?" "Yes Sir. Only for you, Sir," she looked down a little embarrassed. He lifted her chin. "There's no reason to be shy or embarrassed about it. You should be proud you know what you are. Now, this time, answer the question with pride," he instructed. "You're a good slut, are you not?" "Yes Sir," she said in a proud strong voice while straightening her back. "Better," he kissed her lips lightly as a reward. "Good, my sweet slut. Now remove your panties." "Yes Sir," her eyes never left his as her hands moved down to catch the edge of her panties. She pushed them down over the garter belt as far as she could with her face still cupped in his firm hands. She carefully lifted one knee, then the other to get the panties further down her legs. Getting them off her ankles was not easy but she managed to manipulate them down and off. Next thing she did was hand them to Master Sebastian. "You're a horny slut, aren't you?" He released his hold on her face with his right hand to take the panties. He took hold of them by the very wet crotch. "Yes Sir," she said with a wicked smile and down-cast eyes. "Don't give me those baby blues," he said with a chuckle. "Yes Sir," she replied with a laugh in her voice as she looked up into his sparking dominant blues. "Do you want to please me further?" he asked holding her chin in his left hand as his right combed through her curly, blonde, shoulder length hair. "Oh, yes, Sir," she said eagerly. "Tell me what you expect from me?" He inquired from her. "What do I expect? I do not understand, Sir," she said a little confused. She had always thought that she did not have a choice in this matter. "What will you do to please me?" "I want to learn to please you. I'm still unsure what to do as Master's submissive," Sheronda replied looking at him a bit puzzled. "I can understand that. I will teach you. What else will you do?" Sebastian asked once again with patience. "As your submissive, I'll do my best to follow your commands and attend to your needs, Sir," she was still not sure what to say to his question. "What if I was to share you with another woman?" he finally realized she did not fully understand what he was asking. That was fine with him since it showed how unschooled she truly was in this kind of relationship. "I'm not sure, Sir," she shakily continued. "But I will try what ever is requested . . . hopefully . . . Master will . . . train me privately before asking me to do such a thing in front of other Masters. I don't have a desire to perform sexually with another woman, Sir." She thought of the times she heard her roommate being punished for not performing correctly in front of Bryon's friends. "Since you have stated it that way, I will train you privately. I will make sure when and if I share you with your first woman that only I will be to there to watch." He saw slight fear in her eyes. "What about getting all your holes filled at once?" She swallowed hard moving her head just a little. "I don't . . . know . . . if I can . . . do that." She looked up in his eyes, innocently. "B . . . But . . . I will do my best for . . . you, Sir," her voice trembled. "Very good my sweet pet, you are being honest. You're not making promises you aren't sure you can fill just to please me, or trying to impress me. You know you will be punished or disciplined when you do disappoint, disobey or embarrass me. Do you understand?" "Yes . . . yes . . . Sir . . . I hope there will be very little need for that," she said with just a touch of hopefulness in her voice. "Only you can control how much or often you're disciplined. Right?" he asked in a teasing manner with a wicked smile in his eyes. "Yes Sir. I understand," she was terrified by that statement. She was rewarded with a deep passionate kiss. "Now your bra, my pet." Her hands moved to undo her bra and let it fall off her shoulders. "Oh yes, they are very lovely," he said with great anticipation of her large breasts. "Thank you, Sir," Sheronda turned a nice shade of red. He got out of his chair and stepped over her with his long legs. He left the room to get his toy bag to have a little fun with her. When he returned to the living room, he saw Sheronda still in the same spot. She was now sitting on her heels with her hands in her lap. He also noticed her eyes were closed as she stretched her neck from left to right, and then rolled it around in a full circle. "Problems with your neck, my pet?" His concerned voice made her jump in surprise. She opened her eyes to see him sitting in front of her once again. "Yes, Sir, it was injured a couple of years ago in a car accident. The way you held my head made my neck stiffen a little. While you were gone, I took the opportunity to stretch and work out some of the stiffness. I was going to tell you when the time was right." "Okay, you have been honest thus far, I believe you. You will have to be completely honest with me from here on, my pet." He thought about it for a moment and thought through the events of the evening so far. She had been babying her neck through the course of the evening. He was proud she had not complained about it or stopped him from doing anything to her. "I'll do my best, Sir," she looked up in his commanding deep blue eyes. "Tell me what your physical limits are?" he wanted to know as to not harm her in error. "I need to support my neck when lying down. If I don't I can have trouble with it for a long period of time. Being on all fours is almost impossible. I was once laid face down, with lots of pillows to raise my ass high, but there also were a number of pillows supporting my upper body and neck. Massaging my neck after a spanking helps to relax the muscles. Lastly, I can't have my hands tied above my head or behind my back because it puts too much of the strain on my neck. As for my other limitations, I'm still learning about them," she said with a hint of sadness. This woman was turning him on, and had since he let her go on the moving violation. * What to do? What to do? * went through his mind briefly. "Then we will have to work on a way around these issues." "Yes Sir," she said perking up. "YES, Sir . . . I'm sure we will." "Climb back up here and lay the way you were before," he said patting the couch. "Yes SIR," she said as she moved up into her position. When she leaned back to put her head in his lap it was met with a pillow for her neck. "Thank you, Sir," was said appreciatively as she placed her ankles on the arm of the couch. He looked into her questioning eyes and smiled reassuringly at her. His left hand started to caress her large, soft breast. His fingers traced around the areola, circling smaller and smaller. The nipple became hard and stood out as the first nipple clamp was attached. "AH, that pinches," she exclaimed. "Shhhhh, it's all right," he comforted her as he loosened up the clamp just a bit. He began playing with the other nipple in the same way, circling and circling. A look of pleasure could be seen on her face. Within a few minutes, her nipples were clamped for the first time and he pulled on the chain. "Nice, very nice." "I'm glad, Sir," with a painful moan. "You are willing to learn?" he asked giving her a reassuring smile as a reward. "Yes, Sir . . . I wish to Sir," she said, the pain a little less apparent in her voice. "That makes you a very good pet," he rewarded her with soft petting of her hair. "Thank you, Sir," she smiled broadly. "You could be a very good pet in time. Yes a very good pet," he said leaning over to kiss her. "I could, Sir?" she asked with a touch pride, after the kiss ended way too soon for her. "Yes, with the training I'm going to give. If you want me to train you . . ." he said questioningly. "OH Yes Sir, I would . . . Will you stop if I say it's too much for my neck?" she needed to know. "Yes. Until I learn your limits, I will help with any problems we run into," he held reassuring her that he would protect her. "Thank you, Sir," she said gratefully. The back of his fingers, with a feathery touch, circled around both her breasts. Once in a while, he would toy with her chain. He watched her hands clutch at the cushions with each playful pulling. Her eyes closed tightly for several moments before a small cry of pain left her throat. "Very good Pet, you are doing very well this evening." "Thank you, Sir. I'm trying," she said calming down little by little. "You have heard some things from your roommate?" "Yes, Sir . . . I've heard Sabrina's cries of pain when her Master was disappointed in her performance. Over time, the cries came less often or she held them back until he left the house," she admitted unable to look at him. "Yes that happens. Bryon is a very different Dom than myself." His hand moved up to caress her cheek. "Yes, Sir, I can see that. Which I'm pleased about," she said without thinking. "Are you now?" he asked questioningly. "Yes Sir, that's easy to see, so far. But I'm sure there will be many things that are the same," she said quietly looking down at her feet. "Is it now?" That statement showed her naiveté to the Dominant/submissive world. "Yes. Your whole attitude is different. It's softer and more inviting than his ever has been, from what I could see. His attitude is crude and hard. He just walks into my bedroom anytime he wants. I locked the door once to have a private phone call and he picked up my extension in the dining room. I didn't realize it until I came out of my room and was confronted by him," her voice was being hard edge with this topic. "Another time, I locked my door when going to work. I knew he had been in my room before but couldn't prove it. One evening when I returned home, I found the lock busted. Plus, when he got home that evening, he banged against my door to get in my room since I had blocked it with a heavy backpack. We had an argument about his invasions." She was pissed off saying this. "He finally agreed to stop because I threatened to call the cops on him. He backed off at that point. Plus, he agreed to stay out of my room if the door was closed. When the door is open he just walks in or leans against the door jam to see what I'm up to. Or, like this evening, he watched me get dressed. He told me what to wear and when I put on what I wanted, he told me how to wear the outfit I had on. When I didn't do what he wanted me to, he walked out as pissed off as I've ever seen him," she said looking up into Sebastian's eyes. "Really . . . You don't listen to him?" he asked as his hands roamed her body freely. "Not really." "Since he's not your Dom, you wouldn't have to listen," he laughed. "Kind of, either I don't listen to him or I ignore him like earlier at dinner. I started doing it because of the way he doesn't let me have a full, open relationship with my roommate now that he's part of her life. Last year, when he started to be at the house more, I would ignore him more often. I learned early in their relationship not to take anything out on Bryon for what he did to her. Well, until about three months ago when Sabrina came home with something wrong with her arm. He stayed half the night. When he finally left, I went to check on her and found she had a badly bruised arm. I took her to the emergency room and found out her arm was fractured. Bryon went on a business trip for a couple of weeks. When he returned, I hit him with a restraining order and told him I would use it if Sabrina ever was hurt that badly again." Sheronda said in a very determined manner. "Since then, he has been trying to find a way to get me at his mercy. Like tonight, he tried to embarrass me at the restaurant. With you, it backfired. I knew he wouldn't try anything major, since Sabrina told me he wouldn't embarrass himself with another Master present." "I lied to him about what Sabrina had told me. It has kept him at bay for a couple weeks. She told me about several of the Doms she has met, who were nice and not so nice. That was until she was gagged about telling anything more about this life style." Her tone of voice was becoming softer. "What's on the restraining order?" he questioned her. "Nothing, a friend in the county court made one up for me. It's the real thing but it's not signed. Sabrina and Bryon don't know that because they've never seen it. I'm not even sure Sabrina knows about it and Bryon never asked to read it." She was telling him everything and she did not understand why. It slowly hit her that this man could betray her to that bastard Bryon. "For a submissive lady, you have a very strong dominant side. I'm going to have to remember that about you." He laughed heartily about her strong nature. "I'm sure you will, Sir. I'm sure you remember everything about your ladies," she said with a twinkle in her eyes. He went back to playing with her. His fingers walked down the middle of her chest. His fingers got caught on the chain pulling on her nipples. He pulled it until he heard, "Ouch." His other hand hit her nipple directly over the clamp. "Ouch what?" he asked pulling a littler harder. "Ouch, Sir," she was rewarded with the chain being released. The pressure eased, but the pain remained. His fingers continued down to her pussy. They wrapped around her long pubic hairs, pulling on them, with several coming out. He heard a painful moan from her. He liked the fact she was not balking or asking him to stop the painful games. "You're a rarity, a full bush . . . Curly blonde. It's been a long time since I've seen a full bush like yours." His fingers moved to touch the outer lips, "Oh, nicely shaved here, again a little unusual." His fingers worked their way into the folds of her wet lips. There, he coated his fingers in her hot juices before bring them up to his lips to taste her. "Sweet," he commented as he bent over to kiss her with her sweet essence on his lips. Sergeant Sebastian She enjoyed that kiss. It was the first time she ever tasted her own juices on a man's lips. When he pulled away from the kiss, her hand had gone around the back of his neck as she tried to hold him in place to lick his lips clean. "You'll be punished the next time you do that. I let you get away with it this time because I wanted to see your reaction. Understand?" he questioned her. "Yes . . . Thank you Sir. I'm sorry to have misbehaved, Sir," there was a touch of remorse in her voice. "The hour is growing late. I'll let you cum, but you have to ask for it. Do you understand?" He ordered her. "Yes, Sir," she replied as his fingers reached her female core. He other hand trailed a dildo down from the tip of her nose to her soaking wet pussy, pushing it into her awaiting wet core of lust. "Sir, I have a problem with that order," she told him. "How SO?" his voice demanded, a look of surprise entering his eyes "I can feel when am about to orgasm but can't tell when I cum," she informed him. "Why?" He considered her words. "Maybe because I never learned what it truly feels like. Most of the men I've been out with never cared about my needs or my satisfaction. As a result, I would orgasm when they pulled out of me. When they had on protection and cum inside of me I never felt any satisfaction." There was genuine sadness in her eyes and voice. "Unusual. In this case, I'll train you to recognize the signs . . . The feelings. Tonight, ask permission to orgasm. Pay attention to the feelings building inside your body," he told her. "Yes, Sir," she moaned out as the dildo started to build up a momentum inside her. The dildo went in and out slowly at first. Gradually, he picked up speed, thrusting harder . . . thrusting deeper. Her moaning became increasingly louder by the second. Her breathing was fast and shallow. "May . . . Can . . . I cum. Please, Sir," she asked. "Yes," he told her. The scream was almost ear piercing, with her body writhing faster to match the rhythm of his thrust. Her hips were grinding against his thrust as she tried to fuck the dildo. "OH, I'm cumming," she moaned. Her body collapsed back on the couch when he stopped moving the dildo, leaving it inside of her. He was surprised at the intensity of her orgasm, but she still had not cum. He rested a moment since his hand was a little tired. He took the juices that had come out of her and wiped them on her lips before he kissed her, tasting the sweet mixture on her lips. He started the rhythm up again . . . Faster this time . . . Harder. Sheronda's moans were more frequent and louder. Before he knew it she was asking again. "Oh please Sir. Please Master, May I cum again?" "No." The thrusting continued she felt a funny vibration start against her clit. The vibrating did not move or stop. Her writhing increased. "Please Sir. I need a release . . . May I, PLEASE SIR?" "Yes," he told her knowing she was starting to. At that moment, a gush of cum shot out of her as a louder cry of pleasure was heard, starting deep in her throat. He pulled the dildo out of her pussy with the juices dripping on her body as he moved it to hold over her mouth. She opened up and let the juices drip down her throat. He lowered the dildo to her mouth. "Clean it," he ordered to her surprise. Her tongue darted out to touch the tip of the dildo as it slowly entered her mouth. He twisted it back and forth until he was satisfied it would be clean. "Good pet. Very good," he told her as he pulled it out of her mouth. "Thank you, Sir. I'm glad I was able to please you, Sir," she said totally relaxed and winded. They both relaxed for a short while. They even heard the events of the eleven o'clock news. "I told you, I would help you to learn the feeling of a true orgasm and cum," he said with pleasing smile with an erection growing inside his own pants. "Thank . . . you, Sir. That was the first time, I felt fully satisfied sexually. Plus, being controlled by you, made it all the better," she said with happiness and pride. "I believe we have missed the end of the movie," she stated with a giggle. He looked up at the television and agreed. "Do you regret missing it?" "No, not at all . . . Not at all, Sir," she said with great level of satisfaction with in her mind and body. "Good pet. You can take it home and watch. The DVD is yours to keep as a reward and reminder of a very good evening. Every time you watch it, you will remember this night with us together." "Oh yes Sir. Thank you Sir," she said with great joy. "Here sit up and drink this. You have been a very busy pet for the last couple of hours," he said handing her a glass of lukewarm ice tea. She drank half the warm ice tea in a few swallows not realizing how thirsty she had become. "Oh, that was good and wet. Thank you, Sir." He pulled her back into his arms and held her there, as he polished off the glass. "The next time you come over, I'll show you my pleasure room. You may have another name for it after being in there a couple of times. Your training will begin in there. This is for you to wear in the meantime, until we decide how long this relationship will last." Around her neck he placed a ten-karat gold omega necklace with a lock on it; he had brought it in with his bag of goods. "This collar says you're mine and that I will take care of you. I'll also deal with Master Bryon in my own way. Until I tell you otherwise, don't treat him any differently than you do at present." "Yes Sir." She touched the necklace and it felt beautiful. "It can't be opened without the key. Of course, you could have it cut off, but if you do that, it will be the last time you will ever see me," he said in a very firm voice. A look of shock stole over her features as she turned to face him. "If you need it off for medical reasons, let me know. I'll take it off long enough for the procedures. In fact, I will go with you to the procedures," he informed her. "Thank you, Sir. How did you know?" The relief in her eyes spoke volumes. "The truth is I have listened to Bryon bitch about you for the past few months. Of course, his stories are a little different than yours. He had a picture of you that he showed off to a number of Doms. When I stopped you the other day, I recognized who you were immediately," he said with happy satisfaction. Since he had first seen the pictures of her, he wanted to get to know her. He could see in her eyes she was a true submissive lover. But from the stories, he knew she had a strong will of her own. "I bet he made it sound like I enjoyed his company and that I teased him a lot. Or I was a total bitch that he wanted to break or have another Dom to break," she said teasingly, yet with a touch of being scared she could be right. "You know him pretty well," he laughed heartily and she joined him. "Yeah . . . Yes, Sir . . . Sorry, Sir, I've to get used to putting Sir at the end of my statements, even the silly short ones, SIR," she giggled. The Sir came after a stern look from him. "In time, it will come as easy as breathing. Now, it's time for you to get dressed," he helped her off the couch. "Yes, Sir," Sheronda said as she got up reluctantly. "Can I use your bathroom first, Sir?" "Yes, of course. This way," he took hold of her hand to lead her to the bathroom. She went in and sat down without closing the door. He stood there and watched to see what she would do. He spoke as she washed her hands. "You enjoy exhibitionism?" he wondered. "I'm not totally sure on that point. I do know that you don't close the door without a Master's permission . . . Sir," she looked up from washing her hands at him. "Living with Sabrina has taught you some of the very basics in servicing a Master," he was delighted to learn that much. "Yes, Sir," his arm went around her waist as they walked back to the living room. "You have a question on your mind?" he inquired as they entered the room. "Am . . . I . . . Yes, Sir," she finally got out with a great deal of hesitation. "What is it?" he was very curious to know. "Don't you need to cum? Get some satisfaction, Sir?" she asked concerned. "Don't worry about me. I have had a measure of satisfaction already this evening, being with you. I'll take care of my own needs later. Tonight was a night to get to know you. . . Your state of mind . . . Next time, you will start to service me in whatever way I wish you to," he informed her. "Next time?" she said, touching her necklace. "As you know, that's a collar. Yes, to the vanilla world it looks like a simple necklace. In the life style you're entering, it means ownership. For the next couple of months, you will have the right to stop this relationship without question. Once I put a permanent collar on you, for you to end the relationship, it will take a very good explanation. Do you understand what I'm telling you?" he looked deeply into her confused eyes. "Yes, Sir . . . In the next couple of months I will be allowed to stop the relationship if I choose. Will I be allowed to ask any questions I want? Ask them as the need arises? As many as I wish?" She looked at him, hope abundant in her submissive eyes. "Yes, but only when I allow you to. There will be a time for questions. There will be a time for you to obey instructions as given. With time, the need for questions will lessen. You will know when to ask a question, when I ask you if you understand," he gave the basics of their relationship to come. "I hope so, Sir," she was pleased to hear what he explained to her. He stood in front of her and cupped her face lovingly. "You're beautiful. Your nakedness is a wonderment to see and enjoy. I'll get pleasure from your...no; make that, the body I own. Your body will become totally my property to use as I wish." He kissed her passionately . . . Demandingly. "Now it's time for you to go home. Get dressed by the time I get back." "Yes Sir," she said as he touched her lips. She started to dress, pulling on her panties and bra. She did it with pride, as if he was watching her. She turned around to pick up her blouse and saw him standing there. She finished getting dressed facing him, looking straight into his wonderfully controlling eyes. "You're very pleasing. No wonder Bryon wants you so badly," he said with a smile of satisfaction. "Thank you, Sir," she felt a submissive desire drawing from her sexual core. "Do you know how to get home from here?" he inquired as he took a couple of steps closer to her. "What?" she said lost in her own thoughts, looking into his deep blue eyes. "Do you know how to get home from here?" he repeated unbuttoning the top buttons. "I . . . I'm not sure, Sir," she said trying to get her sense of balance back. He put on his own jacket and led her out to her car. "Follow me until we get to the main highway back to your home." "Thank you, Sir," she said reaching up to touch his face, but she stopped short. That was until he smiled at her cupping his hand around her hand. "Thank you, my pet. That is sweet of you." He leaned over to kiss her before she sat down in the car. He went to get in his own car to lead her to the highway. He wanted to devour her body. Learn every inch of it. He wanted to feel her hot wet cavern surrounding his hard, ten-inch manhood. The next time, he would experience her pleasuring him. Ten minutes later, he pulled over into an empty parking lot. She followed him into the lot. He got out of his car and she followed suit. "Very good, my pet," he praised her and embraced her for the last time that evening. He took one last deep breath of her aroma to remember her by. "Thank you, Sir," she kissed his shoulder before he raised her face to plant one last demandingly passionate kiss there. "The highway entrance is right after the underpass. Safe driving home, I'll give you a call in a half an hour." He enjoyed her tight embrace. "Yes Sir," she said cheerfully. "Night, My Sweet Sir." He walked her to her car. "You're only twenty minutes from here." She looked at her watch to see what time it was. "Yes Sir," she started her engine. "Bye, Sweet Pet." He said with a very broad smile. "Bye, Sir." She returned his smile, feeling herself getting wet again. He closed her door, "Get going Pet." "Yes Sir," she said with pride. She drove off with a bizarre state of mind about her. He watched her make the turn onto the highway. He got back into his car and headed someplace for a hamburger and fries. He was hungry from the pleasure he received during the evening. He went home to make a call to a former sub that had needed her freedom because her mother had become very ill and she had moved to her mother's house. He knew she would be willing to come over to his home to take care of his needs one last time before she left the state. Forty minutes later, he called Sheronda, but there was no answer. It slightly angered him. He would wait another ten minutes before calling again. In the meantime, his former pet Janet rang the doorbell. "Hello Pet," he greeted her. She was dressed the way he liked her to be dressed, with just a simple jumper. Upon entering his home she removed it. They headed for the playroom, his private pleasure room. She entered and took her customary place awaiting instructions. He went over and sat in his chair to dial the phone again. "Hello," Sheronda's sexy voice answered. "You took longer then the time limit I gave you," with an anger tone to his voice. "Sorry, Sir . . . They were working on the road and traffic was at a crawl. It took me thirty-eight minutes to get to the end of the highway. Then there was another ten minutes to park the car and get into my bedroom, Sir," she gave him all the details. Not sure that is what she was suppose to do, but she would rather get told not to answer questions until asked then not telling everything. "I'm glad you made it home safely. In the future, I will allow you a little additional time," he said in a more friendly firm voice. He did not want to betray the fact he was thrilled she was safe and happy. "Thanks, Sir," she said, with pleasure and delight. "Do you still wish to be mine?" He asked, since he was concerned she might have changed her mind. It had happened to him in the past. "Oh, yes Sir. Oh yes," she said dreamily. "Very good . . . Go to sleep . . . Rest well. I will call you in the morning," He informed her. But he did not tell what time he would be calling, then again that this point in time he did not know himself. "Yes, Sir, sweet dreams Master," she said dreamily with a yarn. "Sweet dreams My Pet," he replied in a very caring tone. He hung the phone up and went over to lie on the bed. "Come, do your magic on me with that lovely mouth of yours." "Sir," she moved quickly to the bed to remove his clothing with her usual loving touch. She went about her task of pleasuring him and giving him great satisfaction. */*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/* Sheronda got undressed. Before climbing into bed, she closed her bedroom door. She lay down on the bed and caressed her tenderized nipples, trying to soothe the pain a little. Her hand slowly moved down to her pussy, her fingers running through her full bush. "He liked my full bush . . . He liked these clean lips." Her fingers caressed her outer lips but would not go past them. Her hands caressed her legs as she reached down to pull the covers up over her fully satisfied, wanton, naked body. She fell into an easy sleep for the first time in months. It was restful as well. She knew she was wanted by a tall, dark handsome man. He was strong and his arms felt great around her. */*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/* Master Bryon and Sabrina came home to a dark quiet house. They assumed Sheronda was still out with Master Sebastian. They saw that the door was closed to her room and went into their own room. At three in the morning, Sabrina's phone rang. Master Bryon barked, "This better be important." "That all depends on your point of view, Bryon." Sebastian said jokingly. "Who the devil is this?" he asked sleepily. "It's the cops," Sebastian said. "WHAT?" Master Bryon screamed into the phone. "She said you would react that way," Sebastian laughed. "Who said what, you Pig Sebastian?" Bryon said sitting up totally pissed off now. "Is that anyway to address a fellow Dom?" Sebastian said getting his goat. "Yes, if he's a pig," Bryon shouted at him. Sebastian laughed heartily. A cry from a woman in the background could be heard. "You were right about Sheronda. She is one hot Pet. Worth getting to know, are you not My Pet?" "Yes Sir," said the soft female voice of pet Janet. "Great, Sebastian, just great. I hope you enjoy your prize," Bryon said with malice. "Of course I am. Why shouldn't I enjoy such a beautiful pet such as Sheronda?" Sebastian said blissfully. Master Bryon pushed Sabrina off his chest, sending her rolling onto the floor. He sat up., "You've had her?" his tone was totally enraged. "Is she collared?" "You will see for yourself the next you see her. Night Bryon," Sebastian hung up before his fellow Dom could reply. "What do you mean?" he said to a dial tone. "Damn it. Why him? That slut," he cursed. "What's wrong, Master?" Sabrina asked kneeing at his feet. "That bitch slut let Sebastian collar her. Let him have her. Damn it, she gave herself to him," he said punching the pillow. Inwardly, Sabrina was happy for Sheronda, since she did not want her roommate to have a Master like hers. She just looked at her Master with her caring eyes. She knew Sheronda would never work out for a Master like Master Bryon. Master Sebastian was a kind Dom that would break her in easily. Maybe now she could be freer to speak with her roommate. Master Bryon got up and went to the living room to wait. Sabrina followed him faithfully. She got comfortable on her pet bed next to his chair. He turned on the television to watch a movie on one of the all night movie channels. The next thing he knew a phone was ringing on the other side of the living room. "What time is it?" "Four ten, Sir," Sabrina said looking at the DVD player on top of the television. "Four ten. Where the devil is your bitch of a roommate?" he demanded to know. "I don't know Sir," she replied and got a swift slap across the face. Sabrina saw how livid he was that he had lost Sheronda. */*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/* "Hello," her voice was husky with sleep on this Sunday morning. "Morning Pet. How did you sleep?" said the deliciously strong voice on the phone. "Pet? Sleep?" she said foggily. "Oh morning, Sir . . . Sorry . . . I'm not use to hearing your voice first thing in the morning. I slept well, Sir." "That is good to hear. This morning, I will give you leeway on the error of greeting me," he said in a kind voice. "Thank you, Sir. Did you sleep well?" she inquired. "Yes, thank you. I have to work this evening so I want you read the stories I emailed you a little while ago. Then, give me your thoughts about them. And if you think you could do what is in those stories, you are to let me know," he ordered her. "Yes Sir. I will after I have some breakfast, Sir," she said, hoping she did not speak out of turn. "That will be fine. I'll call you later," he said pleasantly to her. "Yes, Sir . . . Have a good day." Then the phone went dead. Sheronda got up and pulled on her purple sheet dress before going to the bathroom and heading downstairs for some breakfast. She heard Master Bryon bitching about her again. Laughing to her self, she said, "I'm right here, Bryon. Where else would I be?" "When did you get home Bitch?" Master Bryon demanded get off the chair. "Last night before you, most likely," Sheronda said with delight, heading into the kitchen. Sergeant Sebastian's Luau To read the beginning of this adventure, come and read Sergeant Sebastian's Vacation. ************ The evening turned out to clear and beautiful after the afternoon rain storm. The moonlight was bright as Sebastian and Sheronda went for a walk on the nude beach. They discovered a few couples in various stages of nakedness around a fire. They joined the other couples, who were singing fun songs and having a Luau with shrimp, lobster, crabs and whatever other fish was the catch of the day. Plus, there was also poi, taro bread, Polynesian style barbeque chicken, ribs, pit pig (aka boar), and fresh fruit. Sheronda went for a dip in the ocean to wash off the dust and dirt that had accumulated on their walk to the beach. After coming out of the water, she went over to get several plates of shrimp, lobster, fresh fruit, and a couple of other appetizing things to eat. Sebastian joined her at the food tables and got them beer and diet soda to drink, plus some cocktail sauce. Putting the plates on the blanket, Sheronda made herself comfortable by lying down. Once she was settled, she started to pour the cocktail sauce on her belly, then put the shrimp and lobster in the sauce. Sebastian joined in on decorating her breasts with small pieces of the watermelon, cantaloupe, star fruit, papayas, mangos, kiwi, pomegranates and pineapples. The others stopped eating and chatting to watch them decorating her body with food. Several of the men's cocks became stiff when Sebastian took a piece of shrimp, placed it between his teeth and bent over to offer Sheronda a nibble. She bite into the shrimp as their lips met for a delicious kiss. "Tasty, my pet, very tasty," Sebastian said, placing a piece of lobster in her mouth. They continued to feed each other until all the seafood was gone. After the seafood disappeared, his playful tongue tickled her, as he licked off the sauce and whatever food was left on her belly. After that they started in on the fruit pieces. Sheronda was able to pick up a piece of the vanishing fruit to place in his mouth, but he wanted more than just the fruit. He pushed her fingers further into his mouth to suck on them. Little by little, the fruit disappeared leaving the fruit juices coating her breasts, which Sebastian did not waste. Lying down on his side, he licked her breasts clean. His teeth brushed against her nipples before he took a little naughty bite in the process of cleaning off her breasts. This shot a tingling feeling through her nipples, which sent an exciting and wanton desire coursing through her body. The other couples seeing the fun they were having, got up to strip out of what little clothing they had on. They all ran into the ocean to wash up, before beginning their own food fun and sex. Everyone started to laugh lightheartedly, moan and writhe in the sexual pleasure of enjoying their naughty food play. After all, our mothers did teach us not to play with our food. This playfulness led to more sinful delights for each of the couples. The women were coating cocks with barbeque or cocktail sauce or decorating them with fruit. Some partners poured wine, beer, juice or soda over the more intimate parts. Others decorated their partners with food and ate greedily off their bodies, with each licking and sucking on every possible intimate body part. All of the cocks were engorged and rigid. The women were caught up in total bliss writhing in the sensual delights. Sexual sensuality permeated the air surrounding the crowd. Amy, a large woman, covered her husband David's long, thick cock in mango juices to give him the blowjob of a lifetime. He just leaned back, enjoying Amy's playful nature with the fruit juices. These were causing him to become very sensual. Moans could be heard from both of them as she slowly slid her mouth up and down, taking in the tiny bits of fruit and the flavor of its juices. David's cock was getting rock hard as her hand slowly caressed his balls along with the rhythm of her mouth. Amy was enjoying the pleasure of sucking his cock in this new way. It was delightful to taste the mixture of his cum with the fruit juices. Gradually, he got into the sexual pleasures, shifting them into the sixty-nine position to get some of the same delights his wife was having. They continued this way until he could on longer stand the intensity of desire of wanting to get his cock inside of his wife's pleasure cavern. It only took a few moments in each others embrace before they exploded simultaneously. One free-spirited Nigerian couple went for the potato salad. Emerson plastered the tasty cool salad all over his lady's ample breasts, before nibbling it off. NyAshia never took her eyes off his tongue as her hot slippery love canal danced upon his hard dark cock. He enjoyed the contrast of the salad's light color on her dark skin made him hotter. Being so hot, his erection shot up inside of his wife making her jerk in sexual passion. Emerson's tongue made circles over her very erect and hard nipples. As his tongue danced over her skin, she danced on his cock, moving up, down and sideways. This continued with her breasts bouncing into his face, until they both orgasmed. As they came down from their sexual high, she began to lick the salad off his face. She nibbled at his cheeks and planted a kiss on his scrumptious lips. There was a mixed group of five individuals of fifty plus years. The single gentleman, Oskar, with graying brown hair, was laid out on the blanket and then covered with food by his four friends. Being ticklish, every time someone took a piece of food off him or licked him, he laughed causing the food to jiggle and shift on his skin. The two women played with his nipples as they licked them for all the tasty juices that had worked their way into his grayish chest hair. The other two men sat back drinking their beers and watching their wives teasing him. The two women nibbled their way down to his semi-erect cock. They teased him by licking the sides of his rod before their lips met in a kiss on his tip, which was already dripping with precum. As the women played, the other two men joined in, licking their wives' exposed, succulent female petals. This led to an impromptu orgy on the beach for this group. The men licking and sucking on the ladies' sensuous parts and the women both reaching for a cock or a set of balls to lick and suck on. With all the juices having been licked off, the group shifted their positions. Smearing a new round of mixed fruit nectar on each other's bodies, Dayanne, the cascading blonde beauty, laid down in front of her husband, Jakob. He had strong shoulders and arms to shift her into a position that made it easy for him to begin licking her pussy. With her legs spread open and over his shoulders, his tongue toyed with her pussy getting the fruit juices mixed in with her sweet cherry juices. Her inflated clit presented itself to him as a delicate offering of love, which he eagerly accepted. He moaned in glee at this new sweetness that he had never tasted before. Oskar watched as Dayanne's body started to stir from the sensations building inside of her. He wanted to take full advantage of her mouth by feeding his long hard cock to her. Impassioned by such intense clit stimulation from Jakob, her desire was to suck on her single male friend's fingers, but good fortune gave her a hard cock. Dayanne began to suck on the fruit flavored meat lollipop harder than she had ever before. She wanted more and grabbed his cock, pulling him deeper and deeper into her mouth. Oskar could not believe how astonishingly wonderful it felt sliding in and out of her vacuuming mouth. Each of Oskar's strokes became more and more determined. The sensations rocked him from the tip of his cock to his sexual core. He shifted his position to get closer to her wonderfully talented mouth. He got on his knees above her and began to fuck Dayanne's mouth like a pussy. Her eyes were wide as she began to wonder if she could handle his deep thrusts, but then she started to gag. He fucked her like he never face fucked anyone before. She managed to endure his thrusting until he exploded in her mouth. His cum came spilling from the corners of her mouth. Síle, the curly red headed woman moved over to lick up the overflowing juices as he finished releasing his seed. Finishing up on the Dayanne's cheeks, she stuck her tongue out as Oskar pulled out of Dayanne's mouth. She was rewarded with the last drops of cum dripping onto her tongue. The inside of her mouth became coated with his cum as a puddle formed on her tongue. As the last of his cum slid down her throat, she had a wry smile on her face as she swallowed it and softly savored the end of his cock. She licked the end of his cock until every last drop was drained. As Síle finished swallowing the last of his cum, her attention was drawn to Günther who was banging her from behind. He had become more turned on when his date moved over to lick his sister's face clean of the other man's cum. His hands were firmly on her hips as he pulled her dark cavern tighter on to his rod. He rocked her harder and faster with his growing excitement. At the same time he was embedded between her soft globes in her dark brown cavern, several of his fingers toyed with her pussy's wet exposed clit. He was able to ride her quickly all the way to completion. The chorus of their moans and grunts of pleasure was audible along the dark beach, lit only by the flickering light of a dying fire. ********** I hope you have read the Sergeant Sebastian story. There is more to come for this couple Sergeant Sebastian and Sheronda, not to mention that bastard Master Bryon, and Sabrina. ********** I would like to thank my friend Tobbarenaked for helping with the beach scene and other little things that he has done to help me with my writing. ************* I would like to thank all my editors for helping with this story. Having an editor for grammar, plot and other details is great, but having a beta reader editor was wonderful. She has a habit of asking silly questions that make you think twice about one's story line. This is the first contest on Literotica that I have entered, I and hope you have enjoyed reading my little story. Please leave your comment below, vote or send me your comments about the story. I will answer those with return email addresses. Copyright © 2006 Sergeant Sebastian's Vacation This story is based on a real life sexual encounter and some fantasy. ********* Sebastian and Sheronda arrived in the South Pacific to enjoy the beautifully warm weather. This beat the cold fall weather in Washington. When they got to the cottage, Sheronda looked around to see the beauty of the island. There was a mountain touching the clear blue sky. It had a crown of fluffy white clouds around the top. The first day of their vacation was spent settling in, and attending a formal dinner in the main dining area. Sheronda's formal dress included a new gold collar which she received several days before leaving on their vacation. Around her waist was a two-inch wide soft leather belt with a mini skirt. It was more of a decoration than a skirt. It had plenty of eighteen-inch long leather strips each having gold stars and hearts on the end. It was very sexy attire, which barely covered her full bush and buttocks. Her large breasts were encased with gold mesh. Interestingly enough there were two large holes in the center for her nipples to show through. Each nipple was pierced with a gold ring with a small gold heart hanging from each ring. She wore a pair of pierced chandelier earrings with gold hearts and stars that touched her shoulder. Her hair was up in a twist with a cascading blonde pony tail. The finishing touch was her gold spiked heels. To portray their relationship, Sebastian wore a matching leather belt with an attached leather jock strap under the leather stripes. His leather sandals were of a similar style to Sheronda's. They walked over to the dining area to enjoy their first evening together at the nudist resort. Their thoughts were difficult to contain while they were considering all of the possibilities of the days ahead of them. The other guests wore similar attire. The outfits were just enough to disguise their intimate parts, but at the same time showcase them. The evening was enjoyable. There was dinner, dancing, a costume contest, and there was plenty of sexual petting. As a result of the heavy petting and dancing interaction with all the guests, Sheronda's and Sebastian's sexual desire was in overdrive. As the party drew to a close, Sebastian and Sheronda were so hot that they made a mad dash back to their cottage. Once inside they ripped off their leather costumes and got cozy with each other. **************** The next morning, they headed out to the beach; there were only three other couples and a single guy. Everyone was spread out on the beach. Sebastian and Sheronda found the perfect spot immediately. She spread out the beach blanket; looking forward to enjoying a full-body solar exposure, everyone there was stark naked. Sheronda then went about applying the suntan lotion to Sebastian's back, making playful circles on his shoulders. While his mischievous playmate was tickling his shoulders, Sebastian pulled her into his lap and began rubbing lotion into her skin. He paid extra special attention to her, playfully applying the lotion to her tummy and her bushy mound. Then he made his way back to her 40DD breasts. By the time he had finished, her nipples were already partially erect. He bent his head to place a lingering kiss on each of her nipples before applying the lotion to them. With the application of the lotion, his playful fingers tickled her, causing her to squirm and moan in enjoyment. Once he had finished toying with her, Sheronda's fingers started to work their magic on his arms and pecs. The couple spent almost half an hour applying the lotion to each other, which consisted mostly of fooling around with each others' bodies, while kissing each other in the process. Their moans and giggles of pleasure could be heard by several of the nearby couples. They kept looking over to see what the rowdy couple was up to. It did not take long for those couples that had been watching and listening to join in the fun with their own partners. When Sheronda and Sebastian looked around the beach again, they saw others doing the same thing they had just been doing. They were happy to see that they had such a wonderful effect on the other couples. They also noticed that several new couples were joining them on the beach. It was enjoyable to watch them each slowly disrobe. The sun was bright and warm, and a soft breeze kissed their skin. In the distance, the rolling surf made this a paradise for anyone's dream vacation or honeymoon. As the waves started to roll in a little harder, Sebastian waded out to surf in the buff on the high waves. The others on the beach were also enjoying the tall seasonal waves. For months, Sheronda had been looking forward to her honeymoon to the South Pacific Islands. This was where the normal bathing suit was one's birthday suit. Unfortunately, she was not able to get a head start on her full body tan before their vacation. From a distance, it appeared she was wearing a white, two-piece bathing suit, which was very far from the truth. Sheronda lay on the beach, tanning her almost totally bronzed skin after she spent weeks of lakeside tanning. The sensual parts had not seen the sun in the northern latitudes and she was now sunning the ivory white skin patches that were a startling contrast. The milky white triangles on her breasts and bushy mound required much more sunscreen attention to avoid getting nasty burns. She lay on her back, waiting for her lover to take a break from surfing to rub her suntan lotion on her once again. Sebastian ran up the beach to join his playmate, splashing her with the dripping water from his hair. The water was cooling to her skin, but he had kicked up some sand as well. "Hey, watch where you're stepping," Sheronda said, dusting the sand off her tummy. The coat of lotion caused some of the sand to adhere to her skin. "Let me get that for you," he said teasingly as he poured a handful of sand over her full bush. "Oh, you want to play games, do you," she responded, sitting up and pushing Sebastian off the blanket and into the sand. Some of which immediately stuck to his wet skin. The black beach sand clung to his erect love pole, which stuck straight out from the white patch on his mostly tanned body. Sebastian grabbed her in an embrace as they started to roll in the sand. Sheronda was on her back when he started to kiss her passionately. Their tongues clashed together in a playful manner as his lips made little nips around hers. She could feel how much he had fallen in love with her. It electrified her down to her very core, both sexually and emotionally. Now, she could only hope that he could feel how truly in love she was with him. He was her world, her lover and Master. The couple went down to the water to rinse off in the part of the beach that had been sectioned off for swimmers only. Sheronda walked into the crashing waves and was knocked off her feet unexpectedly. It was a little scary to be lifted off the sand and to be twisted in the undertow of the waves. Somehow, she was able to keep her head above water. Sebastian started to laugh, watching as his playmate fought to regain her footing. Noticing another huge wave coming in, he stepped to her side in order to pull her to back onto shore. When she was safe in his firm grasp, the water receded, leaving Sheronda on her side, trying to catch her breath again. Before the next wave could wash over them, he picked her up and strolled away from the water's edge. They sat on the sand as he embraced her and tried to make her feel safe and sound again. Sebastian caressed her back to give her a measure of security. She moaned at the relief she was receiving from her lover. It felt fantastic to have the ill feelings rubbed away with his tender, loving fingers. Sheronda snuggled in her lover's lap as he cared for her. She started kissing his shoulder. Meanwhile, her fingers started playing with his chest hair. She could feel him getting hard against her bottom. It tickled a little, which caused her to giggle against his shoulder. He lay back on the sand, taking her with him. She straightened out over his body to enjoy his embrace before she kissed his salty lips. In the midst of the kiss, a huge wave came crashing up the coastline, washing over them. The wave was gentle and it excited their skin at the same time. They both started laughing at the wave that rolled over them when their kiss ended. Full of energy, they went back into the water to play in the waves as if they were teenagers. After about fours hours of tanning, playing in the surf, and of course, the erotic rub downs, they were both so horny they could not stand it any longer. Waiting to return to the cottage was out of the question. They wanted something more fulfilling than their playful hands. They did not want to perform directly in front of everyone, even thought it would not be a new experience for Sebastian and Sheronda. He decided to move them down the beach about twenty yards, putting just enough distance between them and the other beachgoers. This would still allow them to be in plain sight for everyone to watch, but allow them some level of privacy. Sheronda spread their blanket down near an outcropping of rocks. She then knelt in front of her lover to start washing the lotion off his sex pistol with ocean water. Oskar, a single guy on the beach, knew what they were up to. He tagged along a few steps behind. When they had turned to lay the blanket back down again, he continued walking on. He walked past the couple to a shady area by the rocks. Then he started to slowly fondle his cock, using long deliberate strokes. Every once in awhile, Oskar would turn to see what the playful couple was up to. As he watched the couple had become more engrossed in their passion, he started stroking his cock a little harder. It was extremely obvious that his cock was exceptionally rigid and his eyes would drift partially closed with each stroke. His solitary entertainment was not hidden from anyone's view. Sebastian's cock was so hard it was standing at attention the whole time. With his playmate lying down on the blanket, her legs spread wide apart, he just drove his cock straight into her pussy with one hard quick thrust. The eroticism of the whole incident had turned her on so much that her pussy was already slippery wet. She let out a muffled moan on the first stroke and shouted, "Take me! Fuck me! Harder, fuck me HARDER!" This was not a time for any foreplay; they had been doing that all day long. He just rammed his cock into her very hard and extremely fast. Her whole body just shook from the driving force of his pounding cock. Her breasts were bouncing with each demanding thrust. His cock was throbbing and aching for gratification. Each stroke intensified his desire for satisfaction. Each stroke was met with the wonderful feeling of her pussy muscles constricting around his rigid cock. Her moans and wild groans, coupled with her bucking, pushed him over the top. The release of his seed deep within her caused her whole body to shudder violently with her own orgasm. It did not take long for either of them to have their first powerful climax together. At first, they did not bother to see what the others were doing, nor did they really care. It was so pleasant, just laying there in each other's arms and enjoying the afterglow. However, a devilish look in Sebastian's eyes made her afterglow from their mischievous encounter subside quickly. A few moments later, Sebastian was ready for the next round. He quickly got into the rhythm of pleasuring both of them, and he would occasionally glance over to see the others on the beach. Every eye on the beach was glued to this sizzling, naughty couple and their animalistic behavior. Sheronda's moans had turned from soft coos of rapture to grunts from the pounding she was enjoying. Her face had turned a deep beet red from the hard fucking. Several more deep strokes and he could feel his orgasm building at the base of his shaft. Sebastian exploded deep inside of her as they both cried out in pure ecstasy so loudly that everyone on the beach must have heard them as plain as day. Off in the other direction, Oskar, the solitary guy let out a low moan of enjoyment. Just then, both Sebastian and Sheronda glanced over just in time to see him shooting several squirts of his load across the black sand in front of him. His eyes remained closed for a few seconds and as if coming to after a daydream. His eyes opened and met Sheronda's. Sheronda gave him a pleasant smile and with that, he turned and walked away down the beach with a big smile on his face. Sheronda totally enjoyed the attention she was receiving and did not want this moment to end. They lay there, totally naked, with others scrutinizing their every action. The single guy was still butt naked and walking away with his own sense of gratification. Her pussy muscles still contracted around her lover's semi-soft, spent cock still within her. She could feel their love juices trickling down her crack. After a short period, he slowly pulled out of her dripping pussy and rolled back over onto the blanket where they continued to cuddle. Sheronda felt wonderful in his arms as she glanced around to see the others gawking, so amazed at their open lovemaking. It made her smile to know that she performed in public with her husband and Master again. When they both regained their senses, they playfully ran into the ocean to enjoy the surf and beauty all around them. Sheronda was not watching where she was playing when a jellyfish brushed against her and stung her. The pain was unbelievable for Sheronda. Sebastian noticed that his newly collared playmate was going into shock and pulled her out of the water. Quickly, they received some help from others on the beach who had noticed what had happened and called for assistance. He rushed with her to the emergency room to have her injury attended to. **************** A short time later, Sheronda woke in the emergency room, with her lover at her side. She had been treated for the jellyfish sting and was being released. The next day, she and Sebastian rested at the cottage grateful to stay indoors, with the rain falling over the beautiful mountainside. Sheronda was staring out the bedroom window, when Sebastian came in with their lunch. She turned to her lover, and . . . To read the further adventures of this day, come and read Sergeant Sebastian's Luau. ********** I hope you have read the Sergeant Sebastian story. There is more to come for this couple Sergeant Sebastian and Sheronda, not to mention that bastard Master Bryon, and Sabrina. ********** I would like to thank my friend Tobbarenaked for helping with the beach scene and other little things that he has done to help me with my writing. ************* I would like to thank all my editors for helping with this story. Having an editor for grammar, plot and other details is great, but having a beta reader editor was wonderful. She has a habit of asking silly questions that make you think twice about one's story line. This is the first contest on Literotica that I have entered, I and hope you have enjoyed reading my little story. Please leave your comment below, vote or send me your comments about the story. I will answer those with return email addresses. Copyright © 2006