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Amazon Bride Ch. 01

By: Arthur_Court



No sooner had we boarded the plane and Steve started to get mushy. 

"Oh Darlene." He paused as he lifted my left hand to his mouth and kissed my new wedding ring. "You have made me so happy."

I winked. "I can't wait for tonight!" Which was true but not for the reason Steve thought.

He looked around to see if anyone had heard before adding in a whispered voice, "Me too!"

He is such a wimp. He was lucky that his parents were incredibly rich or I'd never have married him. Actually, that isn't quite true. The part about me not marrying him if he wasn't rich was true but not the part about me not marrying him because he is a wimp; I only married him because he is such a big wimp. My ideas about sex wouldn't be considered normal by most men and I don't think many husbands would do what I expect from them but I hoped a big mummy's boy like Steve could be molded into the sort of husband I desired.

I didn't need to be worried about Steve getting frisky on the plane, he was too worried about being seen, but I was as horny as hell and I needed to get things happening and quick. When I offered to switch seats with my new husband, Steve tried to be valiant, and say no. All that did was make me angry. I had to bite my tongue though; it wouldn't do me any good in the long run to shatter his dreams of an idealistic marriage too soon. Instead of yelling at him, I smiled sweetly. "Please Steve, I'm getting nervous, it looks so far down to the ground."

He gave me a condescending smile. "In that case, I'd love to swap with you."

My knight in shinning armor; god help me! 

I fluffed a pillow for him and the little precious dropped off to sleep. Now I had a chance to catch the eye of the cute hostess that had been hovering for sometime.

"Can I help you?" she asked after I waved her over.

"Would you...?" I said, as I ran my eyes over her trim little figure.

"Would I what?"

The bitch showed me her gorgeous smile.

"I was wondering if you'd like to eat me?"

She blushed coyly and gave Steve a suspicious look. 

"Don't worry about him, what he doesn't know won't hurt him."

I could see the relief in her eyes. I'm sure she was worried I might want Steve to join in on our fun but that was the last thing on my mind.

She gave a nod of her head and I followed her back to a tiny cabin area. The moment the door closed behind us, I wrapped an arm around her tiny waist and pulled her hard against me. I felt her swoon. I knew her type and could pick them a mile away. 

"I hope you're good and eating pussy bitch because I'm horny and I need a good tonguing."

She stroked my thickly muscled arm. "You're so strong, you must workout?"

I didn't bother filling her in on the details of my gym history. Instead I pressed my mouth hard to her's and kissed her. I silly bitch went to putty in my arms. She didn't even resist as I pushed her to her knees. I'd have loved to make her beg for my pussy but time was short. Instead, I pushed down the skirt I was wearing to keep Steve happy. I wasn't wearing any panties and her eyes widened as soon as she saw my freshly shaved pussy. 

"Get to work bitch."

She was so, so good too. I was bouncing off the walls of the tiny cabin area in no time. As soon as I orgasmed, I turned around and bent over to expose the tight rosebud between my ass cheeks. 

"Now do my asshole and try to be quick, I have to get back before my husband wakes."

"Yes Ma'am, it would be my pleasure." was all she said before I felt her hot, wet tongue dive between my ass cheeks. 

When she was done I had her replace my skirt. She was still on her knees when I walked away. I'd had two fantastic orgasms but I didn't bother to thank her. I know sweet little things like her lie awake at night dreaming of Amazons like me. She got all she needed just being able to tongue me.

When Steve woke he told me he felt wonderfully refreshed and so did I, now. As we left the plane the beautiful hostess slipped a piece of paper into my hand. I knew it was probably her phone number or some way of contacting her. I threw it into the first bin we passed. Sweet little things like her are a dime a dozen; its magnificent Amazons like me who are rare.

We checked into the expensive Resort Steve's parents were paying for and were shown to our private Villa. The way the check-in clerk and the bellboy sucked up to us turned me on. By the time we were alone, I was becoming horny again but I knew I'd have to hold on a little longer.

We showered separately and dressed for dinner in different rooms. Steve is such a wimp he didn't even argue. I suppose he thought I was only trying to keep up the mystique until later tonight. Steve has never seen me naked. I've had to let him fondle my breasts every now and then and twice I let him put his hand up under my skirt and finger me but I've never taken off my clothes for him. And in a moment of weakness, I once jerked him off. I knew he was dying for me to suck on his cock but he didn't have the guts to ask, which was just as well, because I wasn't about to do that, not for all his parent's money. Not that cocks disgust me or anything, in fact, I am fascinated by them, I just don't want to suck one myself.

Dinner was fantastic. I wore a backless, black, clinging dress that highlighted my magnificent body. Every man stared at me, and more than a few women; with lust in their eyes. I know it will sound vain but apart from my incredible body, I am also very beautiful and I know how to show myself off to the get the best effect. Tonight I wanted to look sexy so Steve would be ready to be putty in my hands. He could see the attention I was drawing and it made him feel proud to know I was his wife. 

For my part, I didn't even acknowledge the looks others were giving me. Normally I would have flirted and picked out a partner for sex, but tonight I let Steve live out the fantasy he had of our marriage, the one where he is the lucky man who'd won me. There would be time to shatter that fantasy later.

We were sitting in a dimly lit corner of a deck built right on the beach. The light from the burning torches caste flickering shadows as I stared into Steve's eyes. I picked up my glass of expensive champagne and I took a minuscule sip, just enough to dampen my lips. Then, for his benefit, I ran the tip of my tongue slowly across my moistened lips. A shiver of pleasure rippled down my spine when he gave a low loan of desire.

I shifted slightly so my breasts pressed more firmly against the light material of my dress. I knew my nipples were already hard and I was rewarded by Steve's eyes being glued to them. So were the eyes of the waiter who served us our meal. Lobster is a dish I am quickly learning to love. 

I knew it was wrong but I couldn't stop myself. Making it appear accidental, I knocked a spoon onto the floor. As the waiter bent low to retrieve it, I pulled open the long slit in my dress. I never wear underwear, unless it is something sexy for a special occasion. The waiter took a long time to find the errant spoon as he soaked in the view of my shaved pussy lips and Steve as so engrossed in my nipples that he didn't even notice. 

The flirt had been a risk but the little thrill it gave me, exposing myself like that out in the open, made it worth while. Poor Steve, I don't think he could quite work out why the waiter kept hovering near our table for the rest of the night. The waiter needn't have bothered; one flash of my gorgeous pussy is enough for someone like him. We danced. Dancing is Steve's one admirable asset. He is a good dancer and he quickly learnt to follow; I lead. I enjoy what might be called 'old fashioned dancing', waltzs, foxtrots and alike. I enjoy the close proximity to another body, even Steve's. Finally, I decided it was time to retire. I allowed Steve to guide me back to our Villa. Once the door was secured behind us, I even allowed him to kiss me. I must confess to feeling a level of excitement at the prospect of what I had planned and I treated him to my tongue as we kissed. I stood in the middle of the room and told him to undress me. The poor thing's hands were shaking so much that he could hardly unfasten my dress. I let it slip to the floor before telling him that I would be back soon. Naked I walked to the bathroom and locked the door. 

"Err, darling, what are you doing?" he asked through the door.

"I am making myself ready for you."

"But I think you were just perfect as you were."

I bit off my sharp retort. "I'll just be a minute. You undress and get into bed."

I took out the bag I'd placed in here earlier. I needed to really blow his mind if I was going to break him. I slipped on a bright red lace garter-belt and matching lift-up-bra that was little more than a strip of lace than ran under my breasts. All the weights I do have sculptured my breasts, and made them so incredibly firm, that the lacy bra was just for looks.

Next I pulled on a pair of black fishnet stockings and attached them to the garter-belt. The last items were my favorite, they had cost Steve's parents a great deal of money, not that they knew about it. The knee high, shiny black leather boots with eight inch stiletto heels were a struggle to get over my bulky calves but my persistence was rewarded. 

"God your gorgeous!" I said to my reflection. I wondered what my little hostess would pay to have me spank her dressed like this. Maybe I should have kept her number after all? The bitch did have a great tongue. 

"No!" I chastised myself. When the time was right, there would be plenty of hot little bitches here, with willing tongues to sooth my urges.

I stood framed in the bathroom doorway. "What do you think?"

"Wow!"

"I think I deserve better than just, wow!"

"Of course my darling, you look sensational, and incredibly sexy."

"And." I teased him.

"And beautiful, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen!"

I strutted sensuously towards the bed, wiggling my hips in the sluttish way I enjoy making other women do for me. Taking hold of the sheet I slowly drew it back until Steve's cock was exposed. He was hard as I knew he would be and surprisingly his erect cock is quite large. Not that I rate myself as an experienced judge but I assessed his scrotum as being quite extraordinarily large for a man of his slight frame. Some women might even find him quite desirable. In my case, I hoped men would find him desirable. That is my weakness; I love to watch men having sex together. I love to watch cock being sucked and I love to watch assholes being fucked, the harder the better. I even enjoy watching men kissing and cuddling. That was why I married Steve, to watch him having sex with other men. The beauty of it is that Steve isn't gay, he isn't even Bi. The last thing he is thinking about tonight is sucking cock or taking one up his ass. He wants me. My job is to make him want me so much that he will do anything I ask just to have me. By the time he realised that he will never have me the way he wants, hopefully he will be so trapped that he will continue performing for me with any man I choose for him.

"How much do you want me?" I ask in my sexiest voice.

He reached out a hand and stroked my heavy thigh with his fingertips and I allow it for now. "I want you with all my being."

I'm not sure what that meant but it sounded right so I knelt on the bed, my knees apart. I know the light is on in the bathroom behind me so my pussy lips are silhouetted for him.

I stroke his skinny chest and he quivers with excitement. "I have another surprise for you!"

His balls visibly ripple with pleasure and a dribble of pre-cum slips out of the end of his cock to flow across his hairless stomach. I wrap my hand around his dick and slowly jerk on it. 

"I'm not sure that is a good idea my darling." he says in a voice that is little more than a squeak. "I don't want to cum too quickly."

"Sssshh." I purr and jerk harder. He opens his mouth to protest again so I lean over and place a nipple in his mouth to shut him up. 

He sucks greedily as I jerk him. Great wads of hot cum blast from his dick and some of it splashes over me. Repulsed, I pull away.

"Sorry." he says.

Sorry, I'll give you sorry soon you pathetic creature.

I wait while he uses a handkerchief to wipe himself. When he tosses the handkerchief aside, he reaches for me, gritting my teeth I allow myself to be pulled against his naked body. We kiss and I feed him my tongue to keep him happy while I sneak a hand down between his legs. His hairy scrotum feels disgusting to touch but I force myself to control the urge to pull my hand away. With my urging, he spreads his weedy legs wide apart. I am sick of kissing him now so I pull his mouth down to my breasts. As he suckles on my nipple I extend my middle finger and pass it between his ass cheeks. He giggles. I don't know why, maybe he thinks I am playing a game with him. When my finger touches his ass-ring, I can feel his body go tense. I make myself moan as though I am enjoying touching him and having him slobber on my breasts and he relaxes a little. I press harder. He moans now.

"Do you like that?"

"I'm not sure, no one has ever touched me there before."

I want to shout at him, how can he not be sure, either he likes it or he doesn't? What is there to be sure about? I know I love to have my asshole fingered by a pretty woman.

I smile at him. "What about now?" I push a little harder and wiggle the tip of my finger so that it works his tight ring a little open.

He giggles in a girlish way that I find strangely attractive. His dick is going hard again, and quickly, so I know he is enjoying it even if he is too embarrassed to say so.

"I think you have a sensitive ass."

"Is that good?"

I smile now and this time it is a genuine smile. "That is very good. I love a man with a sensitive asshole."

Steve is a virgin but he knows I have had a number of previous sex partners. What he doesn't know is that they have all been women or that there have been hundreds of lucky women who have had the privilege of tonguing my pussy or my asshole.

"Have you done this before...with other men?"

"Oh yes!" I lied. "Do you want me to show you more?"

Even in the dim light I could see him blush. "What about we experiment...after?"

"After?" I asked as though I didn't understand how much he was longing to fuck me.

"You know...after we..."

"Oh no." I inform him. "I promise this will make it so much better when we fuck!"

"Are you sure?"

"Trust me."

"All right then my darling. What do you want me to do?"

"Why don't you roll onto your knees?"

"Is this how you want me?"

In my mind I could picture another man kneeling behind him, his cock buried deep in Steve's tight ass. "That is perfect."

There are some surprises that I have hidden under my pillow. I pull out a small tube of lubricant and squeeze a little onto his ring. 

"Oh, that's cold." he says with another girlish giggle.

"Now hold still!" I say as I work some of the lubricant over my long forefinger. 

"Oh my." he moans as I rub my lubed fingertip over his ass-ring. 

His sphincter is quivering with anticipation, making it feel as though his ass is trying to suck my finger into it. I wrap an arm around his wait and hold him firmly as I insert my finger to the first knuckle. I know I should be taking my time and working it in gently but I can't resist making him squirm so I force my finger deep into him. If any of my woman had ever treated me with so little respect, I would have slapped them so hard they wouldn't know what day it way. Steve merely cried out with the pain and hugged me tightly as he gritted his teeth. 

"It will feel better soon." I assured him.

I didn't want to ruin all the work I had put into him so I forced myself to slide my finger slowly back and forth until he was moaning softly with pleasure. 

"Was I right? Does it feel better now?"

"Sort of."

He was annoying me again. This time I let my anger flow into my voice. "Don't be coy, do you enjoy having me finger your ass or not?"

"I'm sorry my darling, I didn't mean to make it sound that I didn't appreciate you doing this for me, it's just that I'm not used to having someone do something like this to me?"

"But are you enjoying it?" I demanded harshly.

"Oh I am my darling; I am enjoying it very much."

To prove it, he managed to swivel around and press his mouth to mine. As we kissed, I took the opportunity to work a second finger into his asshole. I felt his body go rigid again for a time but then he relaxed. 

"Oh my." he said when I broke off his kiss. "I'm not sure how to say this but I am finding this strangely exciting."

"That is so wonderful." I said, excited myself now.

"It is?"

"Yes, because I have another little surprise for you."

"What is it?"

I pulled my fingers from his ass and wiped them on the sheet on his side of the bed. Then reaching under my pillow I produced a strap-on dildo.

"What is that?" he asked, pulling back.

"Come closer and I'll show you."

"But...it looks like a dick?"

"It is, sort of."

"What is it for?"

"Come closer and I'll show you!" This time I let my anger flow once more and he quickly wiggled to me. 

Without bothering to explain what I was going to do with it, I show him how to strap it onto me. His hands are shaking and I guess it is with a mixture of excitement and fear. I almost felt a little sorry for him at that moment but not quite. 

When the dildo was strapped firmly to me, I ordered him, "Get back on your knees and offer me your asshole."

He looked at me with a pathetic little boy plea.

"Now!" I shouted at him.

He quickly rolled onto his knees and poked his scrawny ass up into the air. Now that he had submitted, I knew I could take my time.

"Now take the tube and rub some of the lubricant over my big cock."

He had a puzzled expression on his face but he did as he was ordered. The sight of his hand working the slippery jell over the fake cock was driving me wild. I couldn't wait until I watched him doing this with a real cock. 

"Now, use your hands to pull your ass open for my cock."

He did as he was told but then tried one last time to protest. "Do we have to do this?"

"I am going to shove this cock deep into your ass and fuck you." I informed him. "The only choice is whether I do it rough or I do it gently."

"I'm sorry my darling." he said quickly. "Of course, you do whatever you want."

I took a firm hold of his girly waist and pressed the fist sized knob of the fake cock to his quivering ring.

"Beg me to fuck you."

"Please my darling, please fuck me."

"Tell my how much you love my big cock and how much you want it up your ass!"

"I do love your cock my darling, I do and I do so want you to fuck me, I want to feel your cock deep in my ass."

The sincerity in his voice made me laugh. I think the poor bastard did want me to fuck him now. Mind you, he probably still had hopes of fucking me later. 

I rocked my hips forward and he cried out. I ignored his pleas and thrust even harder. His sphincter was resisting more than I thought it would and I now realised I should have started with a smaller dildo. Well, that was his problem now, this was the only one I had with me.

He was all but screaming in pain as I gave one mighty thrust and the massive knob finally forced its way passed his puckered ring. I wanted to fuck him, to make him take my dildo, but I took pity on him and let him rest for a moment or two with just the thick knob inside his rectum. 

When his breathing calmed a little, I rocked forward once more and the rubber cock slid a little deeper.

"Beg!" I demanded.

"Oh yes my darling, fuck me, fuck my ass, make me take your big cock."

He was moaning now and I could tell it wasn't all with pain, there was pleasure mixed in there too. The dildo was about halfway in and I was rocking back and forth, slowly building up my rhythm. 


Amazon Bride Ch. 01



"Tell you love being fucked like this!"

"I do, I do my darling, I do. I love taking your big cock in my ass. I love it, I love it! I want you to fuck me harder."

I obliged him. Steve was now panting and bucking franticly and I knew he really was enjoying being fucked with the dildo. My plan was coming together.

When he climaxed, he shot another massive load of his disgusting cum all over the sheets. Fortunately it was on his side of the bed.

When I pulled the dildo out of his ass, he collapsed onto the bed. I lay along side him and pressed my body close to his. Placing my mouth over his ear I cooed, "You were such a good boy."

"Was I?"

"Oh yes and you will get your reward, soon."

Steve brightened up immediately.

"But for now, take off my cock."

He looked disappointed but obeyed. When the dildo was free I told him to take it into the bathroom and wash it thoroughly. When he came back, I inspected it closely before telling him to strap it back on me.

I lay on my back which made the rubber cock stick up in the air. "Now I want you to suck on it."

"Why would I do that?"

"Because I told you too"

"What if I don't want to suck it?"

Steve didn't sound defiant so much as confused, still I wasn't going to put up with nonsense from him. I slapped him hard across the face. "Now suck on my cock!"

He immediately dropped his mouth to the thick knob and tried to wrap his lips around it.

"That's better." I told him. "Next time you argue with me I won't be so lenient."

Tears ran from his eyes and I know it was soft hearted of me but I spread my legs and let him finger me while he sucked on the dildo. Steve appreciated my gesture and I could see him attack the rubber cock with gusto. He sucked and gagged until I orgasmed. Then I had him un-strap the dildo and put it in its box and put it in the wardrobe with the tube of lubricant. 

When he came back to bed, he tired to snuggle up to me. "Are we going to do it now?"

"I feel a little tired now, maybe tomorrow night."

"But..."

"But what?"

"I'm still horny."

"Jerk off then."

He looked so disappointed that I told him, "I'll watch you."

All the time he was jerking on his cock I was imagining him pulling another man's cock. I wondered I if he realised yet what I was up to?



Amazon Bride Ch. 02



I woke the morning after my wedding night a bundle of unspent energy and pent up sexual desire, in other words, I was as horny as hell. The quick tonguing the pretty hostess had given me on the flight over and the fumbling fingering my pathetic husband supplied hadn't done anything to satisfy me. If anything, they had only served to stimulate me, to sharpen my need for complete satisfaction. 

I smiled when I remembered turning the tables on my husband by strapping on a dildo and fucking him instead of what he expected, him fucking me. The memory of him sucking the big rubber cock strapped to me fanned the flames of my desire. Only a long session of whole-body worship by a willing woman would be able to sate me, temporarily. An Amazon like me requires constant attention from a variety of beautiful women to keep me happy.

Steve, my new groom, lay sleeping as I slipped from our bed. He was a real mummy's boy but I had taken the first steps to cut her apron-strings. Soon, he would belong to me, totally. I pulled on a pair of tight and tiny stretch shorts, a sport crop-top and headed for the gym. It was too early for anyone else to be here so I was able to set it up to suit my requirements. I loaded every weight I could find onto the bench-press bar and adjusted the hydraulic machines to their highest setting and started. And hour later I was feeling less frustrated, but just as horny, which made me dangerous. In this mood I was capable of searching out my prey and, with the force of my will alone, have them submit to my every desire. 

I studied myself in one of the long mirrors. My arms and my thighs had been pumped to their magnificent best. Between the top of my shorts and the bottom of my crop-top was a six-pack of bunched muscle that any man would be proud of. My long black hair lay in a thick plat over my left shoulder, the tip resting against a breast that was as sculptured as it was firm. Looking at my image I could understand why so many men longed to have me and why so many women became my willing sex-pets. I was simply gorgeous!

My good mood evaporated the moment I stepped into our room. Steve sat on our bed with a tray of food on his lap. His face looked like he'd just sucked on a lemon.

"What's your problem?" I demanded, going on the offensive.

"Where have you been? I was worried?"

"I woke early and headed to the gym!"

"You could have left a note or something."

It was time to stop this now! "How dare you lecture me? You were the lazy one, sleeping through the first morning of our honeymoon. If you want to know what I am doing, I suggest you get your ass out of bed at a reasonable time and get with the program!"

He was sulking now. "I only meant that I was worried."

"I hope you don't expect me to report my every movement to you because I've got bad news for you."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you, I was...oh hell, are you hungry?"

"I'm starved."

"I ordered breakfast for you." he said, pointing to the tray on the sideboard at my elbow. "I wasn't sure what you would want so I got a little of everything."

I walked passed the tray and around to the far side of the bed. Fluffing up the pillow I sat on the bed and stared at my husband.

"What?"

"I'm waiting for my breakfast."

A satisfied smirk settled on my lips as Steve quickly set his own tray aside and rush to collect the try I'd just walked passed. 

I was happily munching though a bowl of cereal when I sensed him watching me. "What now?"

"I would like to talk about last night."

I gave a shrug of my shoulders. "Go ahead."

"I am not going to deny that I enjoyed some of what we did but even you have to admit that it might not be seen as normal."

"I was perfectly normal to me." I told him, lifting the lid on a plate of two poached eggs on a bed of buttered toast.

He fidgeted nervously now. "But we didn't even...even..."

"Fuck?" I finished for him.

The little precious blushed; god his mother has a lot to answer for!

"That's not exactly how I would have put it, but yes!"

"We fucked, remember. I stuck a big rubber dick up your ass and reamed you." I told him with a laugh.

"I remember, but you know what I mean, we didn't do it the normal way."

"Are you trying to tell me you want to stick your dick in my pussy and fuck me?"

He couldn't bring himself to meet my eye now. "Yes."

"I don't do that." I told him bluntly.

"You don't do what?"

"Fuck men."

He looked like I'd just slapped his face.

"What do you mean?"

"Just what I said, I don't allow men to fuck me."

"Then why did you marry me?"

"Hey, you asked me remember." I knew my answer was ridiculous but I wasn't ready to be completely honest with him just yet. 

"Surely you don't mean that we will never have sex together?"

"That isn't what I said. We will have plenty of sex; just not the way I think you may have imagined it. If you are a good boy, and do as you are told, you will have more sex than you could have imagined in your wildest dreams." What I didn't tell him was it would be with other men. That is my true weakness, watching men having sex together. 

He looked a little happier now.

"Don't you worry too much about it; we have only been married for less than a day, give things time to sort themselves out."

To keep him happy, I spent the morning with him. When I couldn't stand it any longer, I guided him to the reception area and found a nice tour for him to go on. He looked crestfallen when he discovered that I wasn't coming along but I told him I wanted to spend the afternoon making myself beautiful for him. He was still reluctant but I put my foot down telling him it would be best to have a little time apart to think things through.

The moment the bus pulled from the carpark I dashed back to our Villa and slipped into the tiniest bikini I had. The top consisted of some string straps with two triangles of sheer material that barely covered my hard nipples and the pouch of my thong bottoms clung to my shaved vulva so tightly they were clearly outlined. Slipping on a pair of sunglasses I headed to the beach.

It didn't take long to find my first targets. A mature woman was lying on a lay-boy while her teenage daughter attended her. The woman was stunning in the sophisticated way only the genuinely rich can achieve. Her one-piece bathing suit was stretched tightly over her ample beasts and cut high over her hips to display her long shapely legs. She looked very inviting but it was the insipid daughter who had really caught my eye. She probably weighed no more that seventy pounds and was I guessed, no more than seventeen. Young girls who are so stick thin that they don't look as though they have the strength to lift their hair out of their eyes disgust me yet I am inexplicably drawn to them. This pathetic little bitch was making my pussy tingle with desire.

I strutted my stuff in front of her mother. The mother shifted nervously on her lay-boy. Holding my hand out at my shoulder height, I asked her, "Have you seen a nervous looking man, about so high, with sandy blonde hair?"

She gave a genuine smile. "And who would he be?"

"My husband, we were married yesterday."

"And you have lost him already; that was careless of you my dear."

She had wit, big fucking deal! I promised myself I'd soon have her tonguing my asshole for that!

"Tell me dear, why would he be nervous?"

I forced a return smile. "Because he knows I am searching for what I need."

"And what would that be dear?"

I swear, if the rich bitch calls me dear one more time I am going to slap her!

"I'm searching for someone who can satisfy me in a way he can't."

Her smile slipped and she swallowed hard. "And who would that be?"

I took off my sunglasses and stared into her eyes. "I think it might be you."

"Is this a joke?" 

"I never joke." I told her as I settled onto the lay-boy next to her's. Turing my attention to the daughter, I instructed her, "Go to the bar and get me a vodka and soda. Oh, and put it on your mother's tab."

The girl looked nervously to her mother who gave her a slight nod of approval. First round to me!

"Let me guess, your husband brought your little family here because he is trying to repay you for..." I paused as I studied her. "Having an affair with his secretary."

"Personnel Assistant."

"Same thing." 

"Not quite."

I was surprised. "How so?"

"His secretary is at least a woman, his personal assistant is another man."

This couldn't be more perfect. "And you are trying to punish him?"

"Wouldn't you?" "Actually, no, I wouldn't." I was interrupted by the daughter returning. I accepted the long glass she offered then pointed to the side of the lay-boy. "Kneel here until I find another job for you."

The silly little bitch obeyed without even questioning it. Her mother only smirked.

"You were saying?"

"If it were me, I'd let my husband have sex with other men if he wanted." The young girl blushed and turned her face away but stayed kneeling at my side. "But I would demand on rules."

"Rules?"

I reached out my hand and began to caress the young girl's arm. "Of course! If it is good enough for your husband to fuck others it should be OK for you to do it too. And if he wants to fuck his new little friend, tell him he can only do with you watching."

"Why would I want to watch my husband fucking another man?'

"Because it is so much fun!"

"Are you sure?"

I ran my hand over one of the girl's tiny breast, claiming my territory. "I am training my husband to perform for me. Maybe we could convince your husband to help out?"

"Why not?"

I snapped the fingers of my free hand and the girl turned to look at me. My other hand stroked her breasts, and I could feel her nipples hardening as I told her, "Go and find your father and bring him to my Villa. It is the big one by the beach."

The mother laughed as her daughter jumped to her feet and ran off to do my bidding. I stood and held out my hand. "You coming?"

"My name is Dianne." she said as she rose to her feet.

"What is your daughter's name?" I asked as I wrapped a muscled arm around her waist and pulled her to me.

"Patty. And what is your name?"

"Darlene."

"What a beautiful name, it suits you."

She reached for my breast but I stopped her. Instead, I slipped my other arm under her and scoped her up and carried her back to the Villa as though she was my prize. She didn't bother to struggle.

I lay her on the bed and told her firmly, "Remove your bathing suit."

I stood by the bed and watched as she obeyed me. 

"Do you like what you see?" she asked as she lay back, naked.

"You will satisfy my needs."

Dianne laughed. 

I slipped onto the bed and knelt at her side. "Now undress me."

When we were both naked, she went to speak, so I lent forward and stopped her by pressing my mouth to her's. We kissed and I felt her quivering with excitement and I assumed this was the first time she'd ever kissed another woman so passionately. When I was ready, I pushed her away from me. 

"What is it?"

I smiled. "It is time for you to pleasure me."

"I'd be delighted!"

Her eyes dipped to my shaved pussy but I shook my head. "You annoyed me earlier with your sophisticated wit, so now you will have to pay the price."

"What do you mean?"

I turned away from her, so that I was facing the entrance door. "You may still pleasure me but you will start with my asshole until I deem you suitably ready for greater rewards."

"Yes Darlene." I heard her say as I felt my buttocks being gently pried apart and a soft, warm tongue began to explore the crevice between them. I lay on my side enjoying the sensation of having this rich, mature, slut tonguing my asshole like it was a great treasure, which of course it is.

When I heard footsteps approaching the door, I instructed my new slut, "Don't stop unless I give you implicit instructions."

Dianne must have realised that her husband and daughter were about to arrive and I felt her tongue probe my asshole with even greater gusto.

The door was thrown open and an angry man stood framed in the doorway. His eyes searched me out and I saw the momentary hesitation as he drank in my naked form. "Do you want to explain what is going on here?"

"Currently, you wife is using her tongue to pleasure my asshole, and I must say, she is doing quite a good job, and shortly I intend to have Patty serve as my sex-pet."

"What drugs are you on?" he said angrily, as he stormed into the room. 

I turned to Dianne and told her, "Stay." I then climbed off the bed and stood before her husband.

"I know all about your affair with your little friend, the personal assistant."

"What of it?"

I smiled. "I want to make a deal with you."

His eyes never stopped moving over my body. "What sort of a deal?"

"I am currently training my new husband to take cock. If you help me with him, I will allow you to watch your wife and daughter pleasuring me."

"That's not enough." he said reaching for my breast. 

I caught his wrist and twisted it hard, making his knees buckle. With him kneeling on the floor, writhing in agony I told him, "If you try to touch me again and I'll break your arm."

"OK, OK." he cried. 

I gave his arm a final twist and he squealed like a girl before I released my hold. "If you are a good boy, I will give you a reward, later."

"What sort of a reward?"

"That will depend upon how good a boy you are. Now strip and sit over there and wait for my husband to arrive!"

I turned to the girl. "Patty, come here."

She approached me warily. She wore a long, unattractive sarong over her swimsuit. "Strip for me."

"Must I?"

I took hold of her face with one of my hands and pulled her to me. She was quivering with either fear or excitement or both as I kissed her. I felt her body go limp and press softly against my own.

"No, you don't have to undress for me, but I know how much you want too."

She blushed deeply as she unfastened the sarong. As it slipped silently to the floor and ran my eyes over her. The bikini she wore suited her stick like body. "Why do you cover yourself up? You look so pretty without the sarong!"

Patty's blush deepened as she unfastened the top of her bikini and tossed it aside. Her breasts were as small as any I've ever seen yet her nipples were a delightful pale pink and I wanted them badly, but I forced myself to not move while she removed the lower half of her bikini. When she stood tall, I pointedly dropped my eyes to her neatly trimmed muff. 

"Tell me what you think of my body?"

Patty ran her eyes over my naked body before saying, "You look like a goddess."

I nodded. "Very good, and do you know what goddesses need?"

She shook her head.

"They need to be worshiped." I informed her. "Would you like to worship my body Patty?"

"May I?"

The way she asked so sweetly, it was my turn to shutter with excitement. I climbed onto the bed and pushed Diane onto her back and lay along side her. "You may start with my feet."

As the young girl knelt on the end of the bed, I felt her hot, wet tongue licking at my toes. I wrapped my arms around Dianne and we kissed. I kept Patty servicing my feet for over an hour before I allowed her to move up to my calves. Her mother had already eaten my pussy by the time Patty was given permission to lick my thighs. I knew Patty was desperate to have my pussy too but she had to earn the privilege of tasting my sweet honey-pot. Dianne had earned the privilege by supplying her daughter so I now allowed Dianne to service my anus again while her daughter licked my breasts. 

Diane was rimming me with her tongue as I caressed Patty's naked body. I'm not sure if Patty even remembered that her naked father was watching her but I knew Diane was aware of having his eyes on her. This was her punishment for him fucking another man. Soon, he would be punished even further.

Patty and I were kissing when I heard Steve demand, "What in the hell is going on in here?"

I turned to him and calmly told him, "I found a few friends this afternoon."

"I can see that!" he said, pointing to where Diane hadn't even bothered lifting her tongue from my ass-ring and could be heard lapping away at me.

"Would you like to join us?"

"Join you?"

"Of course. Only this morning you were complaining that you wanted pussy to fuck so I have organized some for you."

"What do you mean?"

I pointed to Diane. "You can fuck her if you like."

Steve looked to where Dianne's husband sat naked on a chair. "Who is he?"

"Diane's wife, but don't worry about him, if you want to fuck her, just take her, he won't mind."

I was stroking Patty's naked body as we talked. 

"And who is she?"

"This is Patty, she is their daughter, but you can't fuck her, this sweet slut belongs to me."

"But I can fuck her mother?"

I took and handful of Diane's hair and pulled her mouth from my asshole. "You don't mind if my husband fucks you do you?"

"I don't mind at all."

"See." I said. "She is a slut waiting for your cock, take her!"

Steve began to franticly rip his clothes off. Just as he pulled off the last item of his clothing, I told him, "That is, you can fuck her after you have done one little thing for me."

"What is that?"

"I want to watch you make love to her husband."

"You're joking?"

"I never joke."

To show how serious I was, I fluffed up a pillow and sat back against the headboard to watch the show. "Come on girls, let's all sit together and watch the show!"

Patty snuggled up against me, laying her head on my shoulder as she caressed my breasts. When Diane sat next to me, I told her to spread her legs wide apart. When she obeyed, I ran my hand down between her long, shapely legs and stroked her dripping pussy. She moaned dutifully and told Steve, "Please Steve, I'm so horny, won't you please have sex with my husband so Darlene will allow you fuck me. I am so hot, I need someone to fuck me soon or I'll go crazy."

"If I do this, I get to fuck her?"

"Scouts honor." I said, crossing over my heart. "But I am warning you, I don't just want to watch you two having sex, I want to see genuine love making."

"What's the difference?"

"He'll show you." I said, pointing to Patty's father.

"God you're a bitch!"

I laughed. "Enjoy honey."

Dianne's husband's name was Terrance and he calmly walked over to Steve and wrapped his arms around him. They were both naked and I watched on with great fascination as they kissed. Terrance began to caress my husband and Steve glanced at where my hand was still stroking Dianne's dripping pussy. With a sigh, he slipped his tongue into the other man's mouth and their kiss became more passionate. 

We made some room and the men lay on the end of the bed at our feet and started to sixty-nine. I felt Dianne orgasm as her husband took Steve's dick in his mouth and began to suck. 

"See." I told her. "I knew you'd enjoy watching Terrace having sex with another man."

"You were so right, this is awesome."

I finally gave Patty what she'd been longing for, I allowed her to eat my pussy while I watched the men sucking cock. When Steve began to choke and gag, I knew Terrence was blowing a load of cum into his mouth. I orgasmed too!

My whole body began to tingle as Terrence positioned Steve on his knees and began to finger his ass-hole. He pressed his mouth to Steve's ear and I heard his ask, "Have you taken a cock up your ass before?"

"Not really."

"What does that mean, surely either you have or you haven't?"

"Last night, Darlene fucked my with a strap-on dildo."

Dianne turned to me. "Did you really do that?"

"Would you like me to show you?"

"Would you?"

As Terrence began to work his cock into my husband's asshole, Patty strapped my dildo onto me. I put her mother on her knees and took her doggy style as we watched our husbands fuck. Patty continued to worship my body with her tongue, exploring every crevice she could find.




Amazon Bride Ch. 02



Terrence turned out to be good value. He stroked and caressed Steve as he rode him then gripped Steve's face and turned it so they could kiss. I was disappointed when he finally emptied his balls into my husband's ass and fell back exhausted.

Reluctantly, I pulled my rubber cock out of Dianne and told her to lie on her back so Steve could fuck her.

Poor Steve, I almost felt sorry for him when he no sooner had his cock inside Dianne and he began to blow.

"What was that?" she demanded. "That was the worst fuck I've ever had and I've had some pretty crappy fucks in my time."

"I'm sorry."

He looked so crestfallen.

"Don't worry honey. "Use your mouth to clean her up and then you can fuck her in the ass."

"What do you mean, in the ass?" demanded Dianne. "I've never taken cock in there before!"

"Are you arguing with me?" I shouted at her.

Her head quickly dropped. "No Darlene."

"That's better. Now sit on Steve's face so he can clean you then get on your knees and let him fuck you up the ass."

"Yes Darlene.'

I orgasmed again as Steve was forcing his cock into her asshole. He looked so pleased with himself, reaming out this beautiful woman, even if it was only because I told her she had to do it. I pulled Patty up beside me and we watched her mother taking cock up her ass. 

"Would you like to do that?"

"Could I?" she asked, excitedly.

"I don't see why not." 

"Terrance, it is time for your reward."

"What do I get?"

I turned Patty over so that she was kneeling on her knees. "You get to fuck Patty in the ass."

"I don't want daddy to fuck me."

"Ssshh." I said, smoothing her hair. "I'll hold you while he does it and then you can spend the rest of your trip worshiping my body."

"Do you really mean it?"

"Of course."

"Alright then Darlene, I'll let daddy fuck me."

"You heard her Terrance, fuck away." 

It was fantastic watching Steve reaming out Terrance's wife while Terrance reamed out his own daughter. True to form, Steve climaxed first, filling Dianne's ass with his cum. I made him clean her with his mouth. When Terrance blew his load into Patty, I told Steve to clean her too. While he was tonguing her ass, I had Terrance ream out Steve with his tongue. It made a glorious sight.

I pulled Dianne to me and asked her, "How much longer are you going to be staying here?"

"We have two more days."

I thought about that while as I watched her husband happily eating Steve's asshole.

When Patty's ass was clean, I told them the news. "Patty, you can stay here with me for the next two days and Steve can move in with your parents."

"What if I don't want too?"

I glared at my husband. "Only this morning you told me how much you wanted to fuck pussy. I am giving your two whole days with Dianne and you want to argue with me?"

His head dropped. "No Darlene, I'm sorry.'

"And so you should be."

"What if I don't like this arrangement?" asked Terrance. "What if I don't like the idea of someone fucking my wife?"

"When Steve isn't fucking Dianne, he can be sucking your cock or you can be fucking him."

"In that case, I accept."

"Good, now get out so I can show your daughter some new tricks."



Amazon Bride Ch. 03



Being a gorgeous Amazon isn't all fun, there is a responsibility to look good at all times too. The two days I'd spent in my room with Patty worshiping my body had been fun but now it was time to head back to the gym. 

I was pumping up my thighs on the Resorts hydraulic machine when I remembered Patty's tears as her parents dragged her away. I'm such a softy at times. I promised to allow Patty to visit me again soon, which comforted her enough for her parents to make their flight. Of course I had no intentions of contacting the girl. Two days of worshiping my body was more than she deserved and I was ready to move onto the next girl.

The biggest drawback was my husband, Steve, had returned to our Villa. In exchange for their daughter, I'd given Terrence and Diane my husband to use as their sex toy. A fair swap, I thought. 

Poor Steve, he was quickly learning what life was going to be like as my husband. I don't take men as sex partners but I love to watch men having sex with each other, nothing turns me on more. The beauty with Steve is that he isn't gay or even bi, or at least he wasn't, I'm sure he was beginning to enjoy being fucked by Terrance and Terrance assured me that Steve had at least once sucked his cock without being told. 

I think of Steve more as a pet than a husband, a rich pet, but a pet.

I'd moved to working on my triceps when my peace was interrupted by the arrival of another. At least he looked to be a genuine enthusiast. His arms bulged and his singlet top was stretched tight over his amazing pecs. Without wanting to appear as though I was, I studied him closely. Many of these muscle types are not what they might seem and I had a feeling about this one.

"Hi there."

"Hello."

I felt his eyes roaming over my body but I had the feeling he was assessing my form me rather than checking me out. 

"Have you worked out in here before?"

"Nah, I only got in yesterday."

I nodded my head. "It's OK but it's a little light on weight for a proper workout."

"These Resort gyms usually are."

"You travel a lot then?"

"Mostly with work but this time's a vacation."

He wasn't bragging, just stating facts, I liked him. "My name's Darlene."

He smiled. "I'm Travis."

"Well Travis, you want to buddy up?"

"It would make a nice change from working-out alone."

"Your girlfriend not into it?"

It was his turn to smile. "She likes me to go but that's it."

"I know what you mean, my husband's never set foot in a gym."

There, we had set our boundaries. We both had partners and were only offering companionship or so he thought. 

Working-out can be so much better with a partner, and I hate to admit it, but especially when it's a man. Men understand muscle where most other women only love to handle them. Usually that suited me but there were times when it was fun to share a workout. By the time we'd finished I was primed. Back in our Villa, I got Steve to wash me in the shower as my arms were so pumped it was hard to reach where needed to be reached. Steve wasn't complaining, it was the first time he touched some of the parts he washed. 

With Steve's help, I put on a tiny bikini and told him, "I'm going out, I'll be back in time for you to take me out to dinner.' I found a pair of twins down at the beach. They weren't exactly my type but the allure of twins won me over. I spent the afternoon in their room with them licking my body all over. They were eager to please but after a few hours I'd grown tired of them. I had them dress me and I walked back to the Villa. 

What I found shocked me to my core. My husband was in bed with another man.

"What's going on in here?" I demanded.

The young blonde-haired bimbo jumped up and pulled a sheet over his naked body. What I saw before he managed to cover himself looked pretty good, if you are into that sort of thing.

"I thought this is what you wanted?"

Steve seemed to be genuinely confused. God he could be so stupid. "No!" I informed him. "I like you having sex with other men so I can watch. How does fucking boy-sluts when I'm not here help?"

"I'm sorry." he said, looking crestfallen. "I thought I was doing the right thing."

"That's your problem, you started thinking. From now on, leave the thinking to me."

"Yes dear."

I turned to the young boy-slut. "Seeing as you are here, and I am now here too, why don't you get back into bed?"

His eyes grew wide and roamed freely over my gorgeous body. "Are you going to join us, because if you are, I won't charge any extra!"

I couldn't help laughing. "You are paying him to fuck you?"

Steve blushed brightly as he nodded his head.

"You really are pathetic!" I turned back to the boy-slut. "What's your name?'

"Conrad."

"Well Conrad, no, I'm not going to join you two pathetic losers." I pulled up a chair and with a smirk asked my husband, "How much did Conrad want to fuck you?'

"Four hundred."

My smile grew. "Well Conrad, earn your money."

Steve got onto his knees but poor Conrad, with me laughing at him, his dick went soft. 

"I think your pretty boy needs some encouragement."

When Steve looked behind him, his face turned even redder. Spinning back around he tried his best to suck Conrad hard but the poor boy was so embarrassed, he wouldn't go hard.

"That is why you should leave the choice of your sex partners to me; I am capable of picking someone who can perform on cue."

"Just give me a minute." said Conrad, taking over from Steve by jerking hard on his limp dick.

"Forget it son, I've seen enough to know you're as pathetic a looser as my husband."

They both sat on the bed with their heads bowed looking like two naughty schoolboys who have been caught with their hands in the cookie jar. 

"Write out his check and get him out of here."

I waited for Steve to have his checkbook in hand before asking him, "How much did he want again?"

"Four hundred."

"I'll take two." said Conrad, obviously thinking I was going to refuse to pay him anything.

"Give him a thousand."

"But..."

I glared at Steve.

"Yes dear."

Conrad pulled on his clothes and had his check in his hand and was heading for the door when I told him, "The extra is so you will come back if I call you."

He nodded his head. "Yes Ma'am." Then bolted through the door.

When the boy was gone I looked at my husband and laughed and laughed. I laughed so hard, tears flooded my eyes.

That night I ordered the most expensive items on the menu regardless of whether I liked them or not. When we got back to the room I made Steve kneel naked on the bed while I tied him by the writs and ankles to the bedposts. He never complained or even spoke as I brought out my strap-on dildo and fucked him. 

When I finally pulled back out of him, I strutted around the room, telling him, "You are such a pathetic little man. No self-respecting husband would allow his wife to fuck him like that but you didn't even whimper. You disgust me."

"I'm sorry dear." he said, his head hung low.

I made a show of taking the belt from his trousers. "Do you know what I'll do if I ever come home again and find you with someone I haven't selected for you?"

He was quivering with fear now.

"No dear but I'll never do it again, I promise."

I ignored him and knelt on the bed at his side. Doubling the belt over, I let the shortened strap swing freely, the very end tapping lightly against Steve's unprotected buttocks.

"Please Darlene." he began to beg. "Don't hurt me! I promise I won't do it ever again."

"But you did it today didn't you? You brought that boy-slut into my bed!"

I let the end of the strap touch his ball sack and Steve's body began to shudder uncontrollably.

"I thought that you wanted me to learn to enjoy having sex with other men. Please Darlene, I thought I was doing the right thing. I was only trying to please you!"

I swung the strap hard across his buttocks, leaving a thick red welt. Steve shrieked like a little girl and began to whimper.

"Move your knees further apart."

"No, please Darlene, what are you going to do?'

I swung the strap again, leaving another welt on his buttocks, only brighter red this time.

"I won't ask again."

It was difficult for him to part his knees, tied up as he was, but that was Steve's problem. Snot was dangling from his nose and I used his pillowslip to wipe it as I built up the suspense.

"Say, I am a dirty slut!"

"I am a dirty slut!" he said quickly.

I swung the strap so that is went between his spread legs and smacked hard into his ball sack.

Steve screamed.

I was starting to enjoy myself when I was interrupted by a tentative knock at the door. Curious, I opened it to find a man dressed in a suit standing nervously outside. His eyes went to the strap held in my hand.

"Is everything alright, I was walking passed when I heard...noises."

"And you are?"

"I am Mr. Younger, the Assistant Manager."

I smiled and despite his obvious trepidation, his eyes moved over my body. I was naked and, after my hard workout this morning, I looked sensational. Standing aside, I told him, "Please, come in."

"I really just wanted to assure myself that everything was OK."

"Then come in and find out for yourself."

When he stepped into the Villa, I closed the door firmly behind him. I pointed to where Steve was tied naked to the bed, two thick red welts shining brightly across his scrawny buttocks.

"That pathetic thing is my husband. He has been very naughty and is in need of punishment."

I noticed the large bulge forming in Mr. Younger's trousers and I felt sorry for Steve, this was going to turn out to be very painful for him.

"Tell Mr. Younger what you did!"

"I paid one of the Bell-boys to have sex with me."

"One of my Bell-boys?" demanded Younger.

"Yes sir, but I'm very sorry sir, I will never do it again."

I held out the strap to the older man. "Do you want to teach him not to pay your Bell-boys for sex?"

He looked longingly at the folded over belt.

"Steve won't tell."

When the Assistant Manager took the belt form me, I slid onto the bed next to Steve, where he could watch me. Sliding a hand between my legs I fed a finger into my dripping pussy before nodding to Mr. Younger. It felt so wonderful, I wish my twins were here now but my finger had to suffice as I watched the other man whip my husband into a blubbering mess. 

Steve begged so beautifully too. I lay naked on the bed, touching myself, knowing Mr. Younger's eyes were on me, knowing he wanted to fuck me, knowing his frustration at knowing I was only teasing him made him all the more vicious with my husband. It would be days before Steve would be able to service a man for me but it was worth it.

I orgasmed twice before freeing Steve. He curled up in a fetal position and cried. I might have left him to consul himself but I couldn't leave Mr. Younger with a massive hard-on in his expensive trousers and I certainly wasn't going to do anything about it.

"Stop your blubbering slut and get over here!"

Steve crawled across the bed to me. I only had to point to where Younger's dick showed in his trousers and Steve pulled down the man's fly and reached inside for his cock. 

"May I suck on your magnificent breasts madam?"

I don't know if it was because he had done such a good job of whipping Steve or because of the polite way he asked, but I relented. I stepped closer and Younger fastened onto one of my nipples while Steve sucked noisily on his cock.

"You may suck on my nipples, but I warn you, if you touch me anywhere else, you will take my husband's place on the bed, and I will not be as gentle as you were with him."

In the end, it all got too much for me and I fingered myself once more before going in search of the twins.

Steve sulked for the next couple of days, refusing to leave the Villa, so I spent time in the gym with my new buddy, Travis. We had just finished our session on the second day and were sitting in the shade of an umbrella, sipping iced tea, when he slipped in, "My girlfriend, Emma, said she saw you yesterday, down at the beach."

"Did she." I said, pretending I didn't know where this was headed.

"Yeah. She suggested that we should all get together sometime."

"All?"

"The four of us, your husband and you, me and Emma."

I stared nonchalantly out over the ocean as I said, "What was Emma thinking? Did she want drinks first or does she want us to meet in your room so she can eat me?"

Travis choked on his iced tea. "You don't mix words do you?"

"No."

"I hope I haven't offended you?"

"I'm not offended in the least. I'd enjoy having your girlfriend eat me."

"And your husband?"

"Forget him, I had to punish him the other day and his ass is still too bruised to be of any use to you."

Travis choked again.

"You know?"

"Don't feel bad, it isn't that obvious, I simply seem to have the gift of picking what others can't. You have a girlfriend, who I'm sure you love deeply, but you also like to sick your dick up other men's ass-holes, am I right?"

Travis glanced around to make sure no one could overhear before saying, "Emma doesn't mind because she has the same weakness with other women."

"Good. I'll find someone for you and meet you in your room in an hour."

"You can do that?"

"Find and man for you to fuck?"

Travis nodded his head.

"Consider it done."

I headed for Reception. "Can I speak with Mr. Younger please?'

"Is everything alright, Mrs. Winston" asked the young girl behind the counter.

I smiled as I ran my eyes over the cleavage she was displaying for me. "Everything is just fine."

"Can I help you?" asked the Assistant Manager, Mr. Younger.

"I think we should discuss this in your office."

Younger looked pale so I quickly reassured him I wasn't here to cause any trouble. "I have a favour to ask."

His colour quickly returned. "What is it?

"Do you remember the story of my husband paying one of your Bell-boys for sex?"

"Yes. And how is your husband?" he asked, a mischievous twinkle in his eyes now.

"Still sulking, but that isn't why I am here. The boy, Conrad, he couldn't perform on the day so I feel he still owes me one session. I would appreciate it if you would send him over to room 202, sometime in the next hour."

His brow creased as he thought. "Room 202, that is the Bradford's room."

"That's right. I have a date with Emma and I need Conrad to satisfy Travis."

"Consider it done."

"Thank you Mr. Younger." I said as I stood. 

"Is there anything else I could do for you?"

I glared at him. "Don't presume!"

He looked scared again. "I assure you, I didn't mean anything."

"Oh yes you did, but let's not fight over it. I tell you what, Steve's ass is still too sore to fuck but I'm sure if you were to wonder over a little later he would be glad to give you another blow-job...and if you were to ask nicely, he might even tongue on your ass-hole."

"Thank you Mrs. Winston."

I headed back to the Villa and showered. Steve must have been feeling a little better because he asked if he could watch me. I am such a soft-heart, I allowed him to. 

"Where are you going?"

"I've met a nice young man who has offered me his girlfriend for the afternoon."

"Oh."

"But don't worry, I haven't forgotten about you."

"Am I coming too?" he asked.

The dear petal, I actually think he thought I would take him. "No, I've arranged for that nice Assistant Manager to come over so you can suck his cock again. You seemed to enjoying doing it for him the other day."

"Is that all?"

I could see fear in his eyes. "Don't worry, he would hurt you...so long as you do as you are told."

"I will. I promise."

"He will probably expect you to tongue his ass-hole."

"That's alright, I don't mind."

He is such a wimp, god bless him.

"Alright then." I said as I headed for the door. "Have fun."

Emma was as beautiful as I hoped she would be. She had gone to some trouble to impress me too and it worked. The gossamer negligee floated around her in an apricot cloud the revealed more than it hid. 

"I am so glad you came."

I slowly ran my eyes over her body. "So am I."

"Can I offer you a drink?"

"Champagne would be nice."

Without turning from me, she called softly, "Travis, champagne for our new friend."

"Call me Darlene."

"You may call me Emma."

"No, I think I'll call you, My Slut."

I brushed her aside and walked over to where Travis was pouring my drink. I took the glass out of his hand and took a sip. Without looking back at Emma, I pointed to the floor at my feet and said, "Kneel here, My Slut."

I heard the sound of bare feet moving quickly over the floor and Emma knelt by my side. "Do you know how to service feet properly?"

"I am ready to learn."

"Then begin."

A shiver of pleasure rippled through my body as I felt her warm, wet tongue glide over my right foot. "Stay."

I walked over to the sofa and sat down. "Now, crawl over to me and start again."

The silly bitch actually moaned with pleasure at being ordered to submit to my will.

"So." I said to Travis, as his girlfriend crawled across the floor to service my feet, "Has your boy-slut arrived yet?"

"No, not yet."

I patted the sofa next to me. "Come; sit next to me while we wait."

We chatted pleasantly while Emma kissed and tongued my feet and sucked on my toes. 

I was starting to get annoyed with Conrad when there was a soft knock at the door. "I think that I for you." I said to Travis.

He looked nervous as he stood. "Hey." I told him. "Don't worry, Conrad knows what he is here for, just tell him what you want and he will do it."

Travis looked down to where Emma was sucking on my big toe like it was cock. "I don't think I can do it was well as you."

I gave him a reassuring smile. "You'll be fine."

Conrad was wearing a pair of light cotton shorts and polo shirt. Travis sat next to me on the sofa and had his new boy-slut stand in the middle of the room and strip for us. This time I didn't laugh or make any disparaging remarks so Conrad's cock did him proud. He stood in the middle of the room with his cock at full attention as Travis and I apprised him. 

"What do you think?" asked Travis.

I could see that he was eager to get started but was doing his best to be stern like me.

"He's pretty and he has a nice cock." I said. "I think he makes the perfect boy-slut for you."

Travis stood and moved near to Conrad. "Undress me."

I was in my version of heaven. A beautiful and willing young woman was doing her best to earn the right to eat my pussy while I watched a naked boy undress Travis, a heavily muscled man-god. Conrad knew he was lucky to have Travis too and he licked and kissed his way over Travis's body as he undressed him. Conrad dropped to his knees as he pulled Travis's trousers down and helped him to step out of them. With Travis now naked, Conrad lent forward and began to gently tongue the massive thighs of his man-god. 

I wouldn't have allowed my pet to move so quickly but Travis wasn't me and soon Conrad was sliding his wet tongue over Travis's shaved scrotum. I watched as the boy drew one of the heavy testicles into his mouth and sucked on it. Travis was moaning now so Conrad spat out the testicle and switched to the other, the whole time, caressing Travis's thighs. 

When Conrad tried to run his tongue up higher, so his could lick the long, thick shaft of Travis's impressive cock, Travis finally showed some backbone and knocked the boy-slut to the floor. "Did I say you could pleasure yourself with my cock?"

"No sir, I'm very sorry sir."

"That's better. You just remember your place here. You are my pet for the afternoon and don't you forget it."

"No sir, I promise sir."

Travis came back to the sofa and sat next to me. "Now get on your knees and crawl to me and tongue my balls until I tell you to stop."




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"Yes sir."

When Conrad was back sucking on his balls, Travis gave me a wink and asked, "How am I doing?"

"A shaky start but you are doing just fine now."

I was ready for more now. "Bitch!"

Emma raised her head to look up at me. "Yes Darlene."

"Come up here and kiss me."

I heard Travis moaning as he watched me kissing his girlfriend. To please him, I stroked her breasts though her gossamer negligee, making her nipples stand out firm and proud. The negligee looked very expensive but I gripped it in my hands and tore it from her body making my new pet quiver with anticipation. 

"You may now undress me."

The dress I was wearing was a halter-neck and, as usual, I wasn't wearing any underwear so it didn't take much to strip me. I placed my arms along the back of the sofa and instructed Emma, "Pleasure me!"

And she did!

The bitch eagerly fed her tongue to every part of my body as I continued to watch Travis training his boy-slut. He didn't have my willpower but I admired the fact that he was trying. He made Conrad beg before he could lick his man-god cock. It was fun to watch, especially with Emma doing whatever she could to please me. Her tongue had found the rosebud between my ass-cheeks and the hot bitch was busily rimming out my ass as I watched Conrad blowing Travis. I confess that I got so hot myself that I leant across and kissed Travis on the mouth. I even allowed him to fondle my breasts. God I was horny.

Soon after that, we all moved to the bed room. Fortunately the King-sized bed was big enough to take all of us so I had a birds-eye view of Travis as he mounted his boy-slut and fucked him. Travis looked magnificent; his massive muscles flexed and flowed as he rode his sex-pet, pounding into him with his majestic cock. At that moment I wished I'd married him rather than Steve. In a moment of weakness, I fondled his scrotum, making him whimper with delight, and the spell was broken.

To chastise myself, I took a hold of Emma's hair and pulled her mouth to mine and we kissed. Her mouth tasted of my ass-hole but I didn't care; I licked her wet lips and sucked on her probing tongue. The she-bitch fingered me as we kissed and I reached my third orgasm for the afternoon. 

When Travis had emptied his balls into Conrad's ass and collapsed back onto the bed, I had his girlfriend clean his slave's ass with her mouth. I could tell the slut enjoyed doing it too. 

"Do you want to watch something funny?" I asked Travis.

He gave a shrug. "Why not?"

Conrad's cock looked so hard that it looked in danger of bursting but I had a use for hit. "Get on your knees, My Slut."

When Emma had obeyed, I turned to Conrad and asked, "Would you do me a small favour?"

"Anything."

"I think my slave needs something that I can't give her, would you mind fucking her up the ass?"

"Would I!" cried Conrad excitedly.

I waited until he was in position before telling him. "All you have to do is spend the next hour licking your Master's ass first."

It was delightful, I made Emma stay in position, on her knees for an hour while we watched Conrad servicing Travis. There was juice flowing freely down her inner thighs by the time the young boy was ready to mount her. The bitch went off. They must have been able to hear her screams of delight all the way to the reception desk. I smiled as I decided to ask the young girl with the deep cleavage if she would like to be made to scream like that.

After a short rest, we started all over again.



Amazon Bride Ch. 04



All good things must come to an end and so did my honeymoon. I'd had some fantastic fun, meet some amazing people and had some great sex, fortunately though, not with my new husband. Steve was nearly fully trained to my requirements, which was good, what wasn't so good was the fact that I was taking him back to his mother. Steve had been such a big mummy's boy that I knew there was a risk he might regress and turn back to her before I could complete his training. Our homecoming would be interesting.

The first piece of bad news came before we had even left the Resort. The renovations to our new home were running behind time so we were going to move in with his parents. There was a small guesthouse on the estate so I might be able to keep Steve and Barbara apart long enough to sink my claws deeply enough into him to prevent the bitch claiming him back. 

The second piece of bad news happened as we entered the plane to fly home. The hostess was an old slut who looked cow-eyed at Steve and never gave me a second glance. I took it as a bad omen. If I had time, I knew I could have broken the old bitch to being my ass-licking pet but I didn't have the time or the inclination to turn the ugly slut. 

I had to settle for the pretty redhead sitting opposite. Her husband had openly ogled me in the flight-lounge so I felt justified in seducing his wife. The toilets on the plane didn't give you much room but I managed to stand over the kneeling slut while she lapped greedily at my pussy. 

I was really getting into it when there was a loud knock at the door. "What's going on in there?"

I recognised the voice; it belonged to the old bitch hostess. Looking down at the pretty redhead, I instructed her, "Just keep licking." I opened the door enough for the old bitch to see what was going on.

"For gods' sake, you can't do that in there. Get out you pair of dirty perverts or I'll be forced to inform the Pilot!"

I gave her a wink. "Do you think he'll want to join us?"

She scowled at me before giving me an overly sweet smile. "I'll tell your husbands?"

I was ready to laugh in her face when the stupid bitch licking me pussy jumped up. "No please, don't do that. Richard would be so angry with me."

I was ready to slap the redhead hard enough to knock some sense into her when she bolted back to her seat, leaving me with my skirt pushed up around my waist and my pussy begging for tongue. 

The hostess smiled smugly back at me. "I think I'll tell your husband anyway."

I didn't bother telling her that Steve wouldn't care, I was too angry. Instead, I reached out and grabbed hold of one of her scrawny arms and pulled her into the toilets with me. Shutting the door firmly behind her, I told her, "You owe me a pussy tonguing bitch so get on your knees and get started!"

"How dare you touch me you tramp? Let go of me instantly or I'll tell everyone on the plane what a whore you are!"

I took hold of her face with one of my hands and held her so I could kiss her. The crazy bitch tried to struggle free but there wasn't the room. As I kissed her hard on the mouth, I forced her hands behind her back and gripped both her writs in one of my hands. Next I quickly flipped open the buttons of her stiff uniform blouse and pulled her bra free. I felt her body go stiff as I toyed with her small breasts and teased her nipples. I felt her body go limp and press against mine as she let out a low moan. Her nipples hardened to my touch and I pulled hard on one as the silly bitch moaned with delight. I pulled back and smiled at her.

"Please let me go?" she begged but there was no conviction in her voice now.

"Not until you have done what I want."

"No please, don't make me do that, don't make me eat your pussy!"

I understood now exactly what she wanted. The bitch was begging to be dominated, to be made to feel she didn't have any say in doing what she really wanted to do.

With one hand I pulled her slim belt free and wrapped it around her wrists. I didn't do it tight and she could have wiggled her hands free if she wanted but we both knew she didn't.

"Oh please, don't do this to me, don't make me eat your beautiful pussy, please don't.'

"You beg so nicely." I said as I pushed her to her knees. I didn't even have to tell her. The bitch pressed her mouth to my pussy and went straight to work. I was already so hot that I orgasmed in no time.

She looked up at me from her knees and asked, "Are you going to set me free now?"

"Not yet." I wiggled around so that I was facing away from her and ached my back as much as I could. "Now rim-out my ass and do a good job of it or I'll drag you out and make you do it in front of everyone one the plane."

"Yes Mistress."

The way she worked my ass-hole I could tell she was used to tonguing anuses. The old bitch soon had me moaning with delight. I let her finish my ass before turned back around and had her do my pussy for a second time. The plane was nearly ready to land by the time I pulled her to her feet. She freed herself from the belt and slipped it back around her waist. As she adjusted her bra, I asked her, "Why the pretence?"

She smiled coyly. "I knew a strong Amazon like you would force me to pleasure her if I gave you the opportunity." She gave a shrug. "And besides, I love to act out being raped."

As I took my seat, I looked over at the redhead and said, "You left too early, the Hostesses would have eaten you too if you'd stayed."

"What does she mean by that?" demanded her husband.

"I'll tell you later."

He grabbed her by the arm and pulled her hard, "No, you'll tell me now."

They were still fighting as we left the plane. 

Mummy, Barbra, was pleased to see her pretty baby boy back home which was so sickening that it nearly made me puke. I forced a smile and allowed the bitch to peck my cheek and because the slimy bastard was rich, I didn't even complain when my father, Jackson, felt my ass, again. God I was going to be pleased to be rid of them. Steve's grandfather had left him a sizable amount of money when he died and I knew he'd eventually inherit Jackson's money too, all I had to do was wait them out. 

That was the plan anyway. Three days later I received a summons from my witch mother. I tired to put her off but eventually I agreed to go up to the main house. As I entered through the big double doors I realised my mistake, this was her territory, I should have made her come to me, too late now though, I was already trapped. 

"Ah, come in dear." she said in her smarmy voice.

I had to hand it to her though, these rich sluts know how to present themselves. Her short, blonde hair was styled perfectly for her and the low cut dress had sufficient sophistication about it to not make her look like mutton dressed as lamb, which was exactly what she was. The bitch had more cleavage on display than a centerfold. 

"Do sit down and make yourself comfortable."

I'd rather have stabbed myself in the eye with a fork but I moved to the sofa and sat. 

"Tell me dear, did you enjoy your honeymoon?"

"Very much." Which was true.

"Do you think Stephen enjoyed it?"

"Very much," Which was a lie.

The bitch looked like a cat ready to pounce on an unsuspecting mouse. Well, she'll soon find this mouse has teeth. 

"I hope you don't mind me asking such personal questions?"

The old slut smiled and I could have happily punched her in the face.

"What do I care?"

She walked over to the bar and poured herself a drink. She didn't offer me one and I didn't let it bother me, not too much anyway!

She took a sip. "Stephen tells me that he isn't as happy as he thought he would be; do you know why that might be?"

"Don't have a clue." I said, returning her annoying smile. I wanted to add, 'And I don't give a fuck!' but I wasn't as confident about my hold on Steve as I would have liked.

"Mmmm!" The bitch just stared at me as she sipped her drink. "He tells me...how should I put it...that your sex life isn't what he expected?"

"I'm not sure what you mean?" I didn't know how much my wimp husband would have told his mummy so I wasn't going to be tricked into telling her more than she already knew or guessed. 

"To be blunt, he said the marriage wasn't consecrated!"

Was that where the bitch was headed, was she trying to threaten me with having the marriage annulled just because I would let her little Stephen fuck me?

"It depends on what you call, consecrating the marriage?"

She looked puzzled now. "I would have thought it was fairly clear cut?"

I shrugged. "If you are asking, did we fuck, well yes we did."

"That isn't what Stephen says."

The bitch had been having this all her own way for too long, it was time to shock her. "I clearly remember strapping on a dildo and bending Steve over and fucking him."

"You did what?"

When I opened my mouth to speak, she quickly raised a hand to stop me. "No don't, I ever what to hear those words again."

I spread my arms out along the top of the sofa, making my sculptured breasts press firmly against the skimpy top I was wearing. "Did he tell you he had sex with other woman?"

"I don't believe it!"

"I have photos." It was a lie but she didn't know that.

She studied my face but my smile never faltered. 

"No, he didn't mention that."

"He did it right in our Villa."

Barbara was obviously rattled now; this wasn't going as she had planned. She took a large gulp of her drink. "Just like his father!"

"Excuse me?"

Jackson can't keep his hands of other women either. I never thought Stephen would be like that though!"

I decide that now wasn't the right time to tell her I made him do it rather than have him fuck me? "Does he do it often?"

"Far too often for my liking but at least he knows how to be discrete, otherwise I'd have cut him loose years ago."

I laughed.

"May I ask what you find so funny?" she asked in an acid tone.

"You'd have cut 'him' loose, what bullshit."

A strange look came over her face. "Why wouldn't I cut him loose?"

"He's your meal ticket."

She looked smug now and I couldn't figure out why.

"You don't know do you?"

"Of course I do!" As soon as I'd blurted out the words I could feel myself blush. It was such an unexpected reaction from me that I was forced to retreat. "What don't I know?"

"All the money belongs to me."

"But Jackson's father left a shit load of money to Steve?"

"Yes he did, but only because he knew Jackson didn't need it because he was married to me. My father was one of the wealthiest men in the State and, when he died, I inherited everything."

"How much?"

She bitch looked like she'd been given a saucer of cream as she told me, "Millions."

"And it is all yours?"

"Every last cent."

"So, I've been letting your slime-ball husband grope me every chance he's had for nothing.

Barbara laughed now. "Looks like it."

My mind was in a whirl now.

"How far would you have let him go?" she asked.

Time to lie. "I'd have let him fuck me."

"For the money?"

"Hell yeah, we are talking millions here aren't we?"

"Yes we are. Only I'm the one with the millions."

There was something about her tone that caught me attention. I stood up and slowly walked over to her. I took the empty glass out of her hand and refilled it. 

"Thank you dear." she said as I handed it back to her. 

As she took a sip, I slid the zipper at the back of her dress ever so slowly down. She gave a sharp intake of breath but didn't speak as I pushed the straps off her shoulders and exposed her breasts. The bitches nipples were like stones they were so hard as I ran my hand over them.

"Tell me dear, did you really do that disgusting thing to my poor Stephen?"

I bent low and pressed my mouth to her ear. "Oh, I did much worse than that to him!"

Barbara swallowed hard. I squeezed her breast firmly and she moaned delightfully. 

"Tell me more?"

I took my hand of her breast. "No!"

She looked at me. "No?"

"No. There is only room for one she-lion in this house and that is me. If you want me to tell you all the disgusting things I did to your little boy, then it's your turn to play with my tits."

Barbara simply stared into my face for a long, long time. 

"You are serious aren't you?"

"Damn straight!"

"God you're so beautiful." she said as she pressed her mouth against mine.

I allowed her to kiss me as she worked my top off. When she switched her soft lips to my nipples I told her, "After I'd fucked him with the dildo I made him take it into the bathroom and wash it off. When he brought it back, I made him suck on it like it was a real cock."

She pulled her mouth from my breast and looked at me. "Why did you do that?"

I took a firm hold of her hair and pulled her mouth back to my tits. "For practice; the next night a brought a couple and their daughter to our room. While the wife and daughter enjoyed themselves pleasuring me, I made Steve give the husband a blow-job. When he'd finished, I had him kneel on the bed while Terrance fucked him. You should have heard your little boy whimper as Terrence reamed out his tight little ass."

"Oh my." she moaned.

I picked her up and carried her upstairs to her bedroom. "Undress me."

When I was standing naked in the middle of her bedroom I told her, "I think I might make you my new personal body-slave."

"What would I have to do?" she asked as she caressed my muscled thighs and kissed my breasts.

"Anything I tell you to do!'

"That sounds fair."

I moved to the bed and knelt on it. It was time to see how far the old slut could be pushed. "Tongue my ass-hole until I tell you to stop."

"Yes Darlene."

It was my turn to moan now as my mother worked her hot, wet tongue over my puckered rosebud. 

As she pleasured me, I told her about how the Assistant Manager of the Resort had discovered me whipping Steve and I let him take over while I lay on the bed and fingered myself. 

I had enough stories to last the entire afternoon but I didn't want to use them all up at once so I went back to the start and repeated what I'd already told her as she ate my pussy. Barbara seemed satisfied, well almost. As a rule, I never satisfy my slaves but the bitch did have millions. I kissed her as I fingered her dripping hole. She was ready to cum as I pulled my finger free. Millions or not, the bitch was going to have to work if she wanted me to give her an orgasm.

She clung to me. "Oh please Darlene, please don't stop!'

"How would you like me to fuck you with my strap on?"

The old bitch brightened up instantly. "Oh, would you?"

"Of course." I said as I kissed her. "All you have to do is run down to our place and get it."

"OK." she said eagerly. 

I watched as she wrapped a robe around herself and headed for the door. "Barbara, just one thing before you go."

"What is it Darlene?"

"No robe."

"But what about the servants and the gardener, I can't go running around naked, they'll all see me?"

"Do it and I'll fuck you; don't do it and you'll have to wait for your cheating husband to finish fucking his secretary and come home. Then, if you're lucky, he'll have enough lift in his tired old dick to satisfy you."

"You really want to prove you are the she-lion of this pack don't you?'

I lay back on the bed and made myself comfortable. "I'll wait here but don't be too long, just in case I change my mind!"

"No don't do that!" she cried as she threw off her robe. "I'll be right back!

This was turning out much better than I'd expected. In no time at all, my new slut was back. I showed her how to strap the dildo onto me before pushing her back onto the bed. I lay on top of her the way a man would and pounded her pussy hard. The bitch begged for more.

I had her on her knees now, the tip of my rubber cock pressed hard against her tight ass-hole. "Did anyone see you running to get my dildo?"

"Oh yes." she said in a low, deep moan.

"Who?" I demanded as I forced the fist-sized cock-head into her ass.

"The maid, Maria, and the gardener."

"Maria, is she the cute little one with the dark complexion?"

"Oh yes." groaned Barbara as I fed more rubber cock into her.

"What about the gardener, do you think he liked what he saw?"

"Jimmy, I think so."

I bent low and pressed my mouth to her ear as I told her, "If you treat me right for the next week, you might find out how much he liked seeing your naked!"

I left her to her fantasies after that as I reamed out her ass.

I never mentioned what I'd done with his mother but two days later Steve came to me and demanded, "What have you done to my mother?"

I wasn't going to take that tone from my husband. I slapped his face hard. 

"I'm sorry Darlene."

"Strip!"

"I said I was sorry Darlene." he said as he quickly removed his clothes. "What are you going to do to me?"

"Me, I'm not going to do anything." I walked to the front door and opened it. "Follow me!"

I marched him naked up to the main house. Unfortunately, Jimmy, the gardener had already gone for the day or I'd have found out just how far he would go to fuck his employer. Maria giggled when she saw Steve walking naked in the house but she was of no use to me at the moment so I marched Steve up to his parent's room. 

"What is the meaning of this?" demanded Jackson.

I ignored him and walked over to Barbara, with Steve following dutifully on my heels.

"Please mummy, make her stop." he pleaded like the pathetic wimp he is.

I looked at Barbara and raised an eyebrow.

She walked to me and planted a long passionate kiss on my mouth.

"Oh no, not you too." moaned Steve.

"What is going on here?" asked Jackson, but his tone was one of intrigue rather than anger now.

I broke off the kiss. Turning around to face my father, I told him, "I have made your wife my new body-salve."

"You have made her your what?"

"I am not in the habit of repeating myself."

"But you can't be serious!"

Barbara wiped the silly smirk from his face when she shouted at him, "No one asked you to speak!"

"Get my dildo." I said without looking at Barbara.

She quickly dashed from the room. 

Jackson looked nervous now. "Are you going to tell me what is going on?"

"It is time to set a few ground rules."

"Ground rules?"

"Yes, ground rules."

I sat on the bed and pointed to the floor at my feet and said, "Kneel."

Steve obeyed.

"Jesus." said his father. "You must be one hell of a fuck." he added as he ran his eyes slowly over my body.

I smiled at him as I said, "I don't really know, no one has ever fucked me."

He looked shocked. "What, no one...ever?" "Never ever."

He pointed to his cowering son. "So what is your hold over him then?'

"I don't give him what he wants but I give him what he needs."

"You really are some piece of work aren't you?"

"You don't know the half of it?"

Our happy family moment was interrupted by the return of Barbara. "Strip."

She did.

"Now put on the dildo."

Barbara looked puzzled but she obeyed as I knew she would.

"Steve, get on the bed so your mother can fuck you."

Steve was hurrying onto the bed when Jackson said, "I hope you don't expect me to stick around and watch your little freak show?"

"You can leave any time you like." I told him sweetly. "But if you leave now don't bother coming back."

"What?"

"You heard me. You leave now, I'll see to it that Barbara divorces you and with the amount of times you have cheated on her you won't see a single red cent of her money."

"Now see here you bossy little slut..."

"Careful!" I warned him. "Barbara will do whatever I tell her."

"How do you think this will look in court Miss smarty-pants. When I tell them how you had Barbara fuck her own son, they'll be asking me how much I want!"

"Do you have proof?" I reached out and ran my hand over Barbara's bare buttocks as she drove the rubber cock deep into Steve's ass. "You won't get either of them to admit to it."




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I could see that his mind was whirling, searching for a way out. I stood up and walked over to him. "Undress me."

His smile returned.

I wiped it off his face. "You may remove my clothes but if you touch me I'll have your thrown out on your ear."

"Yes Ma'am, anything you say Ma'am."

God it felt good to hear him talk to me that way, so humbly, so submissive!

By the time I was naked, his cock was poking out of his trousers like a tent pole. I caressed his hard-on lightly with my finger tips. "My, my, aren't you a big boy?"

"And it's all for you baby!"

I laughed in his face. "Never in a million years you old pervert."

I left him standing in the middle of the room looking uncertain of what to do as I climbed onto the bed. I caressed Barbara's breasts as I asked her, "How does it feel?'

"It's wonderful."

I kissed her and she pounded even harder into poor Steve's ass-hole. "Keep going until I tell you to stop.

I lay back on the bed naked and watched until Barbara was too exhausted to go on. "You may rest now slave."

"Thank you Mistress Darlene."

It was the first time she'd ever called me that but I liked it.

I had Steve unbuckle the dildo and take it into the bathroom and wash it. When he returned I ignored him and looked at Jackson. "How horny are you?"

"I'm fit to bust."

Barbara was lying on her back, at my side, so I stroked one of her large breasts as I asked her husband, "Would you like to fuck my slave?"

Taking his cue from his wife, he replied, "Yes Mistress Darlene."

A shiver a pleasure passed though my body. "Strip for me.'

All three of us watched as Jackson removed his clothes.

I prodded Steve with my foot. "Your father has a lovely cock, don't you think?"

"It looks very nice."

"Kneel in front of him and taste it for me."

"Now hang on a minute here." said Jackson, trying to hang onto the last thread of his personal will. "No one said anything about that?"

"I don't discuss anything with my salves." I told him. "They do as they are told or they are punished."

Jackson swallowed hard. 

"So, what will it be? Are you going to be an obedient slave, and let your son suck your cock for my enjoyment, or do you want to discover how I punish disobedience?"

Steve looked to me and I nodded my head. 

"I am your to command Mistress Darlene."

His declaration of total submission sent Goosebumps rippling along my arms. Lying back, I made myself comfortable for the show as my husband knelt at his father's feet and licked his tongue along the full length of Jackson's rock hard cock.

I pulled Barbara to me and had her strap the dildo to me. I got her onto her knees, where she could watch her son sucking her husband's large cock. 

I lent close and whispered into her ear, "Where do you want it?"

Normally I wouldn't have considered consulting a salve on such a decision but her millions did buy her some considerations after all.

"Take me like I took Steve, I want to know what if felt like!"

"It will hurt." I warned her.

The silly bitch gave a low moan. "I hope so."

This marriage was going to turn out to be very interesting indeed.