5 comments/ 55713 views/ 4 favorites Fantasy To Reality Ch. 02 By: Fantasy To Reality Ch. 02 Meanwhile, Clara was rapidly approaching her first climax of the night. Travis sucked her clit into between is lips and flicked his tongue hard and fast over it. That was all it took to catapult her into a crashing orgasm. “Ohhh, ohhh God, ahhh!” Clara cried out, as she ground her pussy roughly down on Travis’ face, her orgasm crashing into her like a runaway freight train. Adrian kept pounding away at Travis’ ass with the back end of the strap-on deliciously rubbing her clit bringing her closer and closer to her own orgasm as she watched Clara’s roll over her. When Clara’s orgasm subsided, Adrian pushed the strap-on deeply into Travis ass and leaned forward and kissed Clara passionately. This time there was no hesitation on Clara’s part when she enthusiastically returned her new lover’s kiss. Clara and Adrian each reveled in the feeling of kissing another woman, even in the midst of their passion their kiss was gentler and more sensual than it was when they kissed a man. Almost of her own accord, Clara’s hands came up and began caressing Adrian’s breasts and playing with her nipples. Clara rolled Adrian’s nipples between her fingers, lightly pinched them and softly pulled them away from her body. The added stimulation was just what it took to send Adrian over the edge. “Ohhhh, Oh yes! Oh Clara! Ughn!” Adrian scream as her orgasm hit her with wave after wave of pleasure. As her orgasm passed and Adrian came back to earth, Clara said, “Let’s tie the slut to the bed, I wanna ride that cock of his. It looks a lot bigger than Rodger’s.” “Alright,” Adrian agreed as she quickly pulled the dildo from Travis’ ass, causing him to groan at the sudden emptiness he felt. Adrian and Clara each took a side of Travis’ body and released him from his awkward position then they quickly stretched him spread eagle on the bed and attached his limbs to the four corners of the bed. Once they had Travis secured, Clara got on the bed and straddled Travis above his hips. Clara reached down with one hand and grasped Travis’ cock and guided it to the entrance of her pussy. When she had his cock lined up, Clara slowly sank her body down on his hard cock. “Ohhh!” Clara and Travis moaned together as his cock entered her soaking wet pussy. Clara was so wet that she was able to take Travis’ entire cock in one try. Clara didn’t move for a minute or two letting herself get adjusted to Travis’ size. She was surprised at how full she felt with him inside her. Rodger had never been this deep inside her pussy and he had never stretched like Travis thick cock was right now. Before long, Clara was slowly started moving up and down on Travis’ big cock. “Oh yeah! You’re so big! Your cock feels so good inside me. Ohhhh yes,” Clara moaned. It didn’t take Clara long to fall into a comfortable rhythm moving up and down on Travis’ cock and occasionally sliding back and forth when she had him all the way inside her. As she moved her body up and down, Clara also moved her hips in a circle making Travis’ cock touch her in all the right places. She loved being in total control of her pleasure. Travis just laid their enjoying the feeling of Clara using his cock for her pleasure, not that he could do anything about it anyway. Adrian was becoming very excited from watching Clara fucking her helpless husband. She loved seeing Clara use Travis for her own pleasure but decided she wanted to get in on the action. Adrian got on the bed and straddled Travis’ chest so that she was facing Clara and positioned her ample ass in front of his face. “Tongue fuck my ass Bitch!” Adrian commanded her helpless husband as she bent forward and pulled the bra cups off of Clara’s outfit before quickly taking one of Clara’s nipples into her mouth and flicking it with her tongue. Adrian also reached down with one hand and started playing with her pussy, alternately rubbing her clit and inserting a finger or two inside herself. Travis was taken somewhat by surprise by his wife’s command, she had never liked receiving any kind of anal play before. He only hesitated for a second before lifting his head off the bed and bringing his mouth in range of her ass. Travis first licked around Adrian’s puckered hole tasting the muskiness of her once forbidden hole. Then he flicked his tongue over her hole a few times causing her to moan in pleasure. “Ohhh, oh yeah, that feels good. I should have had you do this sooner. Now push your tongue deep in my ass you nasty boy,” Adrian said. Travis stiffened his tongue and forced it past the tight ring of muscles guarding his mistress’ nether opening. “Oh God! Push that fucking tongue deeper in my ass! Ohhh damn that feels good!” Adrian exclaimed in pleasure. As Travis tongue fucked his wife’s ass, Clara continued to ride him increasing the tempo of her fucking as she grew closer and closer to her climax. “Ah, ahhh, I’m getting close! I’m gonna cum soon!” Clara moaned passionately, as she sped up the pace of her fucking. Clara leaned forward and put her hands on Travis’ chest between Adrian’s thighs for balance then she began slamming her pussy up and down on Travis’ hard cock. Adrian was getting so turned on seeing Clara fuck her husband that she started playing with her clit, rubbing it firmly in ever shrinking circles. “Mmm,” Adrian moaned softly as she continued rubbing her clit. “Oh God!” Clara cried out as her orgasm hit her like a tornado. “Ughhhnnnn,” Clara moaned through clenched teeth. Between the tongue working her ass and seeing her friend cum on her husband’s cock, Adrian couldn’t hold her climax off any longer, “Ahhh, Ohhhh!” Adrian’s body stiffened and her pussy squirted a stream of girl cum from her pussy all over Travis’ stomach and Clara’s thighs and crotch. The stream of cum poured out of Adrian’s pussy in one long stream and then in smaller spurts as her orgasm rocked her body before finally slowing down to a trickle as her orgasm faded. “Damn bitch! How’d that happen?” Clara asked clearly shocked. “I don’t know that’s the first time. I have squirted before but it just dribbled out of me, nothing like that!” Adrian said still amazed by what happened. She slid her self forward on Travis chest and said, “You can stop tonguing my ass now slut.” Travis pulled his tongue from Adrian’s ass and used the lull to catch his breath before his mistresses decided what they were going to do with him next. Adrian and Clara both climbed off their bound and helpless slave. “I could use a drink. How about you?” Adrian asked Clara. “Yeah, I could too. Fucking this useless slut has really made me thirsty,” Clara replied. Then, she followed Adrian out of the bedroom and into the kitchen where they discussed what they would do next as Travis still lay bound to the bed. Meanwhile, Travis was resting in the bedroom still bound to the bed with his cock twitching from being so close to orgasm and out of expectation of what was to come. He wasn’t feeling any of the jealousy he had felt the last time when they were with David. His mental wandering was cut short when his two mistresses came back into the room. They released both of his hands and helped Travis to sit up. “Here drink this,” Adrian said as she handed him a bottle of water. Travis drank the water dawn quickly. “I figured you had to be pretty thirsty by now slave. Do you need to go to the bathroom?” Adrian asked. “No Mistress,” Travis replied. “Good, then we can get on with business,” Clara said impatiently. The two women released Travis and he rolled off the bed and stood by the side of it. “Who the fuck told you that you could move?” Clara yelled at him. “No one Mistress Clara. I’m sorry Mistress Clara,” Travis said, as he quickly feel to his knees and bowed his head submissively. “You’re fucking right. No one told you to move!” Clara shouted at him again, and then she attached a four-foot long leash to his collar and yanked the leash hard roughly pulling him to his feet. Clara abruptly turned away from Travis and with the leash over her should she lead him to an open area of the bedroom where Adrian had installed eyehooks in the ceiling. “Lift your arms straight up,” Clara ordered. Travis obediently put his arms straight up in the air. Clara attached the wrist cuffs he was wearing to the hooks with the leather straps Adrian had attached to the hooks, while Clara was berating Travis. If the ceiling was any higher or the straps any shorter Travis would have had to stand on his tip toes or else he’d be hanging off the ground. Once Clara was satisfied Travis was securely attached to the hooks, she stepped away from him and picked up a paddle Adrian had set on a small table for her. Adrian herself was holding a riding crop in her right hand while she gently smacked the head of it into the palm of her left hand. “What are we going to do with you?” Adrian asked. When Travis didn’t answer her she swung the riding crop down on Travis hard cock where it stretched out in front of him. “Ahhhh!” Travis shouted in pain as the riding crop made contact with his hard cock sending it swinging wildly. “Keep your mouth shut! I don’t want to hear a sound out of you or you’ll regret it.” Adrian commanded sternly. Adrian alternately hit the top and underside of his cock for several minutes, causing Travis to flinch and grit his teeth in pain each time he was hit as he tried unsuccessfully to keep quiet. Travis just couldn’t help whimpering as his manhood was abused. Travis thought it was over when she stepped away, only to find out he was terribly wrong. Clara swung the leather wrapped wooden paddle as hard as she could with her right arm and it whistled ominously through the air before landing across Travis’s ass cheeks with a resounding SWACK!! “AHHHHHH!” Travis screamed out in pain. “We can’t have him screaming like this. Is there anything you can do to shut him up?” Clara asked Adrian callously. “Hold on, I have just the trick,” Adrian said as she went to her bag and came back with something dangling from her hand. Travis saw to his horror that his wife was holding a large ball gag in her hand. Adrian pushed the ball into his mouth and fastened the straps tightly around his head. “Alright, that should do the trick,” Adrian said. “Only one way to find out,” Clara said. “Wait a second!” Adrian said as she ran back to her bag where she quickly searched for something. “Got it!” Adrian said in triumph as she ran back over to where her husband hung from the ceiling. Adrian produced a pair of nipple clips that were attached to each other by a length of chain. There was also a large weight in the middle of the chain. When Adrian attached the clips to Travis’ nipples the weight hung loosely just above his navel. Clara smiled wickedly, “You are so bad.” She told Adrian, with a hint of amusement clear in her voice. “Now back to business.” Travis’ body shuddered in fear at the sound of those words inadvertently causing the weight that was cruelly attached to his nipples to swing. SWACK, SWACK, SWACK, SWACK! The paddle cracked loudly as Clara swung it as hard as she could at Travis’ now bright red ass. Travis lost count of how many times Clara had hit him with the paddle. He sobbed freely into his gag tears streaming from his eyes as he hung limply by his wrists from the ceiling, his legs long ago failing to support his weight. When Clara finally stopped paddling Travis’ ass, it was a deep purple color with large welts already coming to the surface. His nipples had also turned a dark shade of purple where the clips had cut off the circulation. The beating had seemed to go on for several hours, but had in fact only lasted for a few minutes. “Stand up, you worthless piece of shit!” Clara hollered at him. Travis made a feeble attempt to stand, but was unable to make his quivering legs support his body. “I said stand the fuck up!” Clara screamed at him as she grabbed him roughly by his still erect cock and pulled him upwards giving him all the encouragement he needed to stand once more. As soon as Travis was on his feet again, Clara reached up and released his wrists from the straps that secured him to the ceiling. “You may kneel,” Clara said in a considerably gentler tone. Travis practically collapsed to his knees on the bedroom carpet. Adrian moved towards him and removed the nipple clips. Travis nipples began to sting and ache as the blood, no longer restricted, flowed back into his nipples. The two women gave him several minutes to recover before Adrian took up his leash and said, “Follow me.” Travis started to stand when Clara put a hand on his shoulder and forced him to stay on his knees. “Crawl,” was all she said. Travis obediently did as he was told and followed behind Adrian crawling on his hands and knees. Adrian walked through the house and led him them to the back door. “On your feet!” Adrian ordered. Travis obediently got to his feet and stood behind her with his head bowed submissively. To his surprise Adrian opened the door and stepped out into their backyard pulling him along behind her. Adrian guided Travis to their round white plastic picnic table where she had him stand at on side facing the center while she walked around to the opposite side. Adrian roughly pulled the leash down, forcing Travis to bend over the table with his upper body lying across it. Adrian tied her end of the leash to the legs underneath the center of the table ensuring that Travis couldn’t lift himself more than an inch or two off the surface of the table. Then, she secured each of his wrist cuffs to a table leg, followed by securing each of his ankle cuffs to the remaining two table legs. Travis was now stretched out across a picnic table in his backyard with his arms and legs spread wide leaving him completely open and exposed. A short time later Clara, came out the backdoor once again wearing her strap-on dildo. “Looks like its time for me to get some more ass,” she said menacingly, as she walked over to where Adrian had Travis bent over and bound to the table. Clara positioned herself between Travis’ outstretched legs and guided the head of the strap-on dildo against his Travis’ loose asshole. Travis tensed his body for a second, as he felt the tip of the dildo pressing against his abused hole before he forced himself to relax. As soon as she felt Travis relax, Clara rammed the entire length of the dido in his ass until she felt her hips smack against his ass cheeks. “Mmmff,” Travis groaned softly at Clara’s brutal assault against his ass. Clara wasted no time being gentle, she went straight to slam fucking her captive’s ass. She loved the way the base of the strap-on rubbed against her clit as she fucked Travis’ ass. Clara reached around and grabbed Travis by the hips and pulled him into her thrusts trying to get the dildo as deep as she could in his ass as hard and fast as she could manage to do it. As Clara grew closer and closer to her own orgasm, she rammed Travis’ ass harder and harder fucking him without mercy in search of her own release. Clara was slamming into Travis so hard that his dick would swing upwards and hit the underside of the table on Clara’s upstrokes. “Ugh, ughnnnn,” Clara groaned as another orgasm rocked her body. As soon as she recovered from her climax, Clara stepped back pulling the dildo out of Travis’ ass at the same time. Travis had mix feelings as Clara pulled the dildo from his ass, on one hand he missed the feeling of being so completely filled, but on the other his as was raw and very sore from all the fucking it had received so far tonight. He didn’t have much time to contemplate these thoughts though, because almost as soon as Clara pulled out of his ass, Adrian took her place ramming an even larger dildo deep inside him. Travis opened his mouth in a silent cry of pleasure/pain. He felt as though someone had just shoved a baseball bat up his ass. Adrian had bought this dildo as a surprise for her little slave boy. It was 12 inches long and about 7 inches around. Travis’ was so loose from all the fucking he had gotten tonight that it easily accepted the large rubber cock. Like Clara she wasted no time with letting Travis adjust to the intruder that filled his ass. Adrian pounded away at her husband’s ass with the huge strap-on making him moan and groan like the slut he was as she sought her own orgasm. As excited as she had gotten from watching Clara ass fuck her husband, it didn’t take long for rubbing of the base of the strap-on to trigger her orgasm. “Arghhhh!” Adrian cried as her orgasm crashed into her like a tidal wave, and again she squirted girl cum from her pussy. A stream of milky liquid flowed from her cunt and puddle between Travis’ feet as her climax overloaded her senses. Adrian collapsed on top of Travis her legs so weak that she could no longer support her own weight. After a few minutes, Adrian regained her strength and stepped back from Travis pulling the massive cock from his ass as she did so. “Oh God, I need to piss so bad,” Clara said. Adrian got a wicked gleam in her eye, “so go,” she told Clara. Clara started to walk past her towards the house when Adrian grabbed her arm and said, “No! Get on the table and piss all over him,” indicating her husband who was still strapped to the table. “That’s so nasty!” Clara said. “What the hell,” she said as she carefully climbed on top of the picnic table and squatted of Travis’ helpless body. “Ahhhh,” Clara moaned as she released the pent up liquid in her bowels spaying it all over Travis’ back and ass. Adrian watched as it ran down through the crack of his ass, down his legs and pooling on the ground at his feet. Travis couldn’t believe what was happening. Clara was pissing all over his lower body. It felt nice and warm and disgusting all at the same time. Travis could feel it as it ran over the crack of his ass, some of the fowl liquid even went inside his gaping asshole while the rest ran down his legs to his feet before finally pooling in a puddle on the ground. When she was finally done relieving herself, Clara was amazed at how much piss she had held inside her body. There was easily a quart of the warm yellow liquid cover Travis lower back, ass and legs. Clara carefully got off the table making sure not to slip on any of her piss had run off Travis forming small puddles on the table. Once Clara got her feet on the ground, Adrian started climbing on the table herself. “Now its my turn,” she said. Adrian squatted over Travis’ body, but, unlike Clara, she directed her warm Stream over his upper back and head making sure she soaked his hair. Adrian smiled as she heard Travis sputtering on her piss as it flowed down his face covering his nose and mouth. I bet he’ll never ask me for wet sex again after tonight, Adrian thought. When Adrian was finished, she climbed off the table and looked at her husband tied to the table. His ass was red and gaping wide open from the fucking it had received and he was literally covered from head to toe in piss. “How nasty. I think I need a shower,” Clara said, as she came to stand beside Adrian. “Yeah, me too. Come on,” Adrian said, as she turned from where her husband lay helplessly bound to the table. “Shouldn’t we bring him with us?” Clara asked. “Nah, leave him here. I don’t want him to mess up the house,” Adrian said cruelly. The two women went inside and showered together. Travis could hear the two women in the shower since the window faced the back yard. He wasn’t at all surprised to hear his wife and Clara moaning as they brought each other off again in the shower. About twenty minutes later, the two women came back out to the back yard dressed in normal clothes, jeans and t-shirts. “Well, I guess we should clean him up before we let him inside.” Clara said.