0 comments/ 18776 views/ 1 favorites The Theatre Ch. 1 By: Aussieseeker I began my preparations for the evening several hours in advance. I am a great believer in water keeping away a hangover the next morning, as so drink one glass for every glass of red wine I consume. But the bonus to this philosophy is the obvious production of copious volumes of urine. And so I drank my wine and I drank my water, over the three hours before we left for the theatre. As the time to leave drew close I rose from my chair by the fireside. I tugged on the bell-pull, summoning Rachelle, my maid and slave. I waited but a moment before she entered the room in response, and I could tell immediately that she was as excited about the forthcoming outing as I was. Her eyes were glittering, her pupils wide and dilated as she came to kneel before me. I gazed down on my slave, my delicate slut, and smiled. I had given her a new outfit for tonight, a black collar several inches wide that attached by a strap of leather, down between the swell of her breasts, to the top of a low cut leather bodice. This bodice she had done up tightly to lift her breasts high, a present offered of her tender flesh for my fingers and my lips and my cock. The skirt for this outfit was of black satin, and it fell from the womanly curve of her hips down the full length of her long, toned legs. Only she and I knew she wore nothing underneath this. As she had moved to kneel down now she had lifted the skirt above her knees and parted her thighs wide, mindful to always allow me access to her sex when in this submissive pose. "Are you looking forward to out outing tonight, Rachelle?" I enquired of her. She spoke quietly but distinctly in response, her eyes downcast in her submission. "I am Master. Very much." Her voice was sensual, dulcet in her lust. "Show me," I demanded. Rachelle shifted slightly as her left hand rose from her knee to the lower edge of the skirt. She bunched the material up further as she caressed the garment to the top of her thighs, exposing the spread apex of her legs and the soft centre of her body. Her pussy was shaved clean, the promise of future delirious pleasure for my enticed tongue. Her outer lips were split by virtue of her pose, and those exquisite inner petals were unfurling with anticipated pleasure, a soft pink darkening into red as they engorged with excitement. I watched, my breath catching, as Rachelle brought her right hand to this delicate juncture of her body. She trembled slightly as the very tip of her index finger connected with the tender lips of her pussy, the intruding finger forcing the petals apart, swelling to open and accommodate her as she slowly impaled her cunt on the length of her digit. She tarried a long moment, gently rotating her finger inside the depths of her sex to coat it with her delicate nectar, and then she withdrew it. Her finger glistened now with the flow of her excitement, and she brought her hand up to me as an offering. "Look at me," I said, and as her eyes lifted to mine I parted my lips and accepted her gift, my tongue swirling around her finger to taste the flavour of her desiring cunt. I released her finger then and bid her rise. It was time to go. At the theatre we were shown to my private box, high above the crowd in the cheaper seats. Rachelle sat beside me, my only companion in the warm dark confines of the theatre box. My bladder had started to protest its fullness on the trip here, and as we waited for the curtain to rise my cock began to stiffen. A piss-erection, my body's attempt to strengthen its hold against a flooding tide of urine when I refused to allow it relief. The curtains came up and the play began, and stoically I refused to give in to my need to urinate until I felt I could hold it no longer. I grasped Rachelle's wrist and she answered my summons, leaning toward me to bring her lovely ear to my lips. I whispered my command to her, and was rewarded with her immediate obeisance. She slipped from her seat and knelt before me, and her hands rose to my belt. I continued to follow the play as she deftly undid my belt and pants. She freed my stiff and throbbing cock, and I felt her soft hand wrap about and enclose my turgid shaft. She murmured her appreciation of my manhood as she bent her head and pressed her soft luscious lips to the head of my cock. My attention shifted to her as her head bent further and her lips caressed down my shaft and her warm wet mouth accepted me in. With one hand she cupped and held my cum-full testicles, her fingers extending around them and then slowly stroking, gently grazing my scrotum with the sharpness of her fingernails. Her other hand she used in tandem with her sweet mouth, stroking the length of my saliva-wet shaft as she kissed and suckled the head, or else holding me tight about the base of my hardness as her mouth bobbed up and down around my rigid cock. As she increased her pace and her suction I groaned my appreciation, and as one tantilising fingertip reached backward to stroke the tight wrinkles of my anus I exploded, erupting my cum into her wanting mouth. My fingers were tight through her hair as I held her in position now, the sudden need to pee sweeping over me as my pulsating cock settled. Rachelle aided me by slowly teasing the eye-slit of my member with the tip of her tongue, enhancing the desperate need to void. And just as suddenly as I had cum now I was pissing, the first few drops followed by a rapid rush of fluid. I peed into Rachelle's loving mouth and I felt her mouth and throat working around my cock as she swallowed every amber drop. Her murmurs of appreciation heightened my enjoyment of this moment, knowing that she was completely mine, in love and lust and submission. When I was done she suckled me clean gently and then did my pants back up. She moved back to her seat and we patiently watched the last hour and a half of the play, although both eager for its conclusion. We left and made our way then to the Club. This was to be the highlight of our evening, and I was pleased that as we walked there from the theatre my bladder was again signalling its need to empty. When we entered the darkened foyer of the Club I felt Rachelle's hand tighten in mine briefly before she stepped away into the cloak room. She returned to my side a few minutes later, now completely naked and vulnerable for all to see. Slaves were not allowed the privilege of clothing in the Club, always on show for the Masters and Mistresses of the establishment. After admiring her for a few moments I waved her away. She knew her task, and I moved to my private sitting room to await her successful return. I took the time to indulge myself with a further wine. Some minutes later she knocked gently on the door. I invited her in, and our company came in with her. The slave Rachelle had found was magnificent. Long flowing blonde hair that cascaded to her buttocks, fierce ~~~~~ eyes, succulent lips. Her breasts were pert and upturning, the nipples a dusky pink and erect. Her belly was toned, and the natural contours of her abdomen drew my sight down to her mons. The sparsest growth of golden pubic hair above the pouting groove of her pussy. That she was enjoying the prospect of the next hour or so with us was evident by the slightly inflammed state of her inner labia. The softest pair of lips, hanging heavy with swelling dew, ripe for the kissing. Rachelle made the introductions as both girls kneeled before me. That done I wasted no further time on idle talk. I commanded Rachelle to position Lara as I wanted her, and watched as she brought our new friend to one of the high-backed cushioned seats. Lara was made to kneel on the seat, facing the backrest, her breasts rubbing against the material of the back of the chair. Her buttocks were thrust back towards us, her pouting sex and her tight asshole on display in the most vulgar and delicious way. I instructed Rachelle to make Lara ready, and she smiled as she willingly complied. She positioned herself behind Lara, kneeling on the ground behind this blonde goddess, and gazed for a moment at the open, wanting apex of this woman. She moved her face closer to Lara's spread perineum, and her tongue extended to flicker oh-so-softly between the protruding inner lips of Lara's cunt. A perceptible shudder ran through Lara's body, and Rachelle began to tenderly lick and lap more earnestly against her partner's pussy. The tip of her tongue would briefly swirl over Lara's clitoris, before returning to press inward at her introitus, a tongue attempting to fuck its way into the hot bitter-sweet flood of Lara's flowing cunt. When Lara was saturated Rachelle shaped her tongue into a broad blade and lapped as much juice as she could onto it. Without further ado she raised her mouth another inch or two and used her tongue to smear Lara's own nectar wetly against the tight bud of her anus. Lara reflexively jumped, arching forward in surprise. But immediately she relaxed, and pressed her butt back into Rachelle's face, inviting further oral loving of her puckered asshole. Rachelle complied, her tongue gently swirling and stroking over the small ridges of this delectable orifice. And as Lara truly began to relax, I watched as Rachelle began to firm her tongue and wriggle it hard against the hole, forcing the very tip of her tongue inside this girl's rectum. The hole widened, begging deeper exploration, and Rachelle wriggled and squirmed her tongue deeper until she was truly licking the inside of Lara's butthole. Lara was beside herself in lust, and her cunt was dribbling pussy-juice down her legs and over Rachelle's chin and cheeks. When I saw that Rachelle's preparation of Lara was almost complete I knelt behind Rachelle and positioned my swollen cock-head between the pouting lips of her pussy. She was slick with her own excitement as I grasped her hips and pistoned forward, impaling her suddenly and completely on my shaft. She gasped against Lara's anus as I thrust several more times, lubricating my dick in her balmy cunt. When I withdrew Rachelle removed her mouth from Lara's butt and moved to one side. Lara maintained her beautiful pose, head bowed, back arched, buttocks thrust back toward me. And the picture was now complete with her dripping sex and her tongue-fucked and open asshole direct to my view. My moistened cock was throbbing now, and I stepped in behind Lara and nudged the turgid head against her open asshole. With a constant and forceful pressure I eased my length slowly past the still-tight sphincter of her anus and into the depths of her rectum. Lara knew what she was doing and I immediately felt her strengthen her ring around the base of my cock, squeezing my shaft in rhythmic waves of anal grip. As she varied the pressure I began to move inside her, withdrawing until only my cock head remained inside, being gripped and released by her sphincter. And then forward again, deep into the wet heat of her asshole. We set up a tempo of fucking as Rachelle knelt down behind me and began to assist. Her hand came up to cup my balls, and her pussy-wet thumb began to press against my own anal ring. I knew that her fingers were being pointed straight forward, aiming for Lara's neglected cunt, and I heard Lara gasp as Rachelle's fingers penetrated into her pussy on my next thrust forward. Rachelle's thumb insinuated more firmly against my sphincter, until she pierced through and in to my rectum. It was the final straw for my building orgasm when she found my prostate with the ball of her thumb, and I erupted my cum deep into Lara's ass. My throbbing cock and Rachelle's masturbating fingers triggered Lara's own orgasm, and I groaned in delight as the waves of her cumming caused her anal sphincter to tightly grasp and ungrasp my dick in swift succession. Lara slumped forward in the afterglow of her release, and I could feel myself softening as my need to pee returned. Holding Lara's hips now I willed myself to relax through the divine tension of my recent orgasm. And as I relaxed I began to pee. Lara felt my cock stirring inside her, and the building pressure in her rectum as I filled her with my desperate piss, a piss-enema to mix with my sperm and Rachelle's saliva and Lara's pussy nectar. Her lustful cries were luscious in my ears. When I was finished I extracted myself from her anus, and moved to sit back down. I watched Lara's anus tighten down partly, but the hole remained dilated by the force of our fucking. Rachelle came and kneeled before me and proceeded to clean my cock, ever-so-gently licking and suckling my cock of all fluids and tastes. And when she was done, I bid her clean up Lara and return her to her Master. And when Rachelle came back... to be continued... The Theatre Ch. 2 Rachelle returned from her duty of handing the other slave back to her Master. I was sitting in my chair, reclining and enjoying the warmth of the room and another glass of red wine. As she entered she moved her gaze to the floor and came to kneel before me. I could see the flush in her cheeks, and the struggle she had to keep her breathing steady. She knew it was her turn to enjoy our time together, and her excitement was palpable. True to her training, she knelt with her shoulders back, her spine straight, head and eyes downward. Her breasts were thrust forward, mine for the tasting. And in the most intimate aspect of her submission to me her thighs were splayed wide, giving my eyes and my hands complete and unimpeded access to here nether-lips. But for what I now desired to do I needed even more access to her luscious sex than I had now. I instructed Rachelle to rise and to pull another chair over to face mine, the edges of the seats apart by only a foot. She complied swiftly, and sighed quietly with lust as I told her to sit now in the chair with her knees up and out, her feet up on the arms of the chair, and her buttocks forward to the very edge of the seat. And so now Rachelle sat before me, her knees high and pushing into her soft breasts, her pussy so widely and lewdly open before me, and her tight little asshole completely accessible to me. I told her to keep her gaze fixed on her sex, so she could see all that was about to happen. My cock stirred despite my recent orgasm, just from the beautiful display of complete submission that Rachelle offered me. Her body was so completely open to me, and her heart was entwined with mine in our mutual desires and pleasures. I sat in my own chair, with Rachelle inches from my touch. And as she watched I brought my hand slowly closer and closer to the gaping lips of her pussy. I loved the sound of her indrawn breath as she saw and felt the back of my index finger made contact with her full outer labia. I slowly caressed the back of my finger up and down her outer lips, allowing my skin to tickle hers. And when I began to see her juices trickle from inside her and down the taut skin between pussy and anus I changed my stroke to glide up from the lowest part of her open sex, over her inner lips which were swollen and lush with her desire. I could feel the slick juices of her cunt coating the back of my finger. The briefest graze I gave to her protruding clitoris and I watched her shudder from her head to her toes with this sudden pleasure. I removed my finger and lifted it to my lips, my tongue flicking out to taste the salty sweetness of my slave’s need. My finger was now wet with my saliva as I lowered it again to my slave’s willing sex. I placed the tip of my finger at the entrance of her steamy cunt and began to wiggle it forward slowly, burying the length of my finger in her saturated canal millimetere by millimetre. Rachelle groaned, and her pussy tightened around my finger as her pleasure grew. I watched her face as she watched my finger. I saw her teeth biting softly on her lower lip and the soft blush of building tension in her cheeks as my finger invaded deeper into her, piercing into her body. Her nectar was flooding out of her cunt and over my finger, slowly trickling down between her buttocks to moisturise her asshole. My finger reached as far in as it could reach and I began to swirl it inside of her, caressing her cervix with my fingertip. With slow leisure I added another finger to her depths, filling her a little more, and expanding her. And then as I felt her orgasm grow I began to massage the front wall of her vagina with my penetrating fingers and at the same time I brought my thumb up to stroke softly against her clitoris. Her breath became ragged as I masturbated her thus, strumming her hardened pearl as I stroked the inflamed walls of her cunt. And then she came. A silent scream of pleasure parted her lips as the jolts of liquid electrical lust coursed through her body. Her voluptuous body heaved as she desperately tried to stay conscious as her pleasure overtook her. I continued to stroke her through her cumming, as her fluids now poured over my hand and her pussy gripped my fingers deep inside. As she relaxed I bid her look up at my face, and as she did so I slipped one finger from her damp vaginal depths and swiftly brought it to her anus. I felt the tight wrinkle with my fingertip for the briefest moment before forcing it in, piercing through her anal sphincter and deep into her rectum at the same time as I thrust my other finger back inside her cunt. This sudden invasion took her by surprise, and her body stiffened again in the sudden release of a second orgasm. Her chest heaved and her asshole clamped down so tightly on my finger as this second and more ~~~~~ful cumming overwhelmed her. I fucked her twin orifices through the length of her orgasm, drawing out the waves of pleasure as long as possible. When she was done and her breathing began to slowly settle I gradually pulled both fingers out of her body. Her pussy let my finger go smoothly, but her asshole gripped it tightly before letting it part, and as the very tip of my finger slipped from her anus the sphincter spasmed, kissing my fingertip goodbye. I gazed at Rachelle, who was slowly recovering her composure. Her chest was flushed with sexual energy, and I smiled as I saw that she was ready to continue. I stood and pushed my chair backward and away, and knelt before my still-open slut. My cock was by now fully erect, eager to replace my fingers inside Rachelle’s body. I leant forward, offering my fingers to her mouth as my pelvis came forward and I teased the entrance of her cunt with the turgid head of my cock. As Rachelle’s mouth opened to accept my fingers I leant further forward, slowly penetrating her pussy, delighting in the wet heat of her vagina and the soft kiss of her labia against my shaft as I went deeper and deeper into her. Rachelle’s tongue began to swirl over my fingers, licking them clean of her tastes as I impaled her fully on my length. I moved back, withdrawing just as slowly as I had entered, savouring the caress of her cunt around my erection. And when only the head remained inside her I thrust forward suddenly, piercing her swiftly and she yelped with pleasure. I set up a rhythm, which she matched with thrusts of her own, both of us working to fill her as far as possible with my hard cock and then release me back to her entrance to aim and fuck into her again. Our groans were guttural as we fucked. The pace quickened as we neared our orgasms, and my balls tightened. I knew I was close, and as I felt the twinges that heralded my impending eruption I told Rachelle to pee. I gazed down at her now as she relaxed from her movements, leaving me to continue thrusting into her. And then I felt it, the hot liquid caress of her urine flowing down my shaft and over my balls, dripping from there onto the chair and floor beneath us. The sudden sensation of wet warmth over my scrotum was the final touch in this masterful coupling and my cock erupted my viscous sperm deep into Rachelle’s canal, plastering her cervix with my seed as her pee continued to flow over my cock and balls and lower belly. I dropped one hand beneath us, to scrape a fingertip over Rachelle’s puckered asshole and set off her orgasm as well, and so we came together. As I softened I pulled myself out of Rachelle’s body, and sat back in my chair. My cum flowed from Rachelle’s vagina as she caught her breath and then knelt before me with a towel. With tender care she licked my belly and my cock and my balls clean of pee and sperm, and then gently towelled me dry. And then having cleaned me I allowed her the time to clean herself. Rachelle had been taught that my cum was sacred, and each drop to be savoured. She relished the taste of me, and so now she resumed her seat before me and parted her thighs wide. I watched her bring her fingers to the dripping slit of her pussy and scoop up the syrupy mixture of my cum and hers, and then bring it to her lips. She licked and then sucked her fingers clean and then returned her fingers to her gaping pussy, entering herself, thrusting her fingers into her channel to stroke out of her sex the combined juices of our coupling. Again she drank this fluid off her fingers. Several more times she repeated this, and I delighted in watching her perform this ceremony. When she was done she gently towelled dry her sex, and then knelt before me once more. I smiled down at her, my lust and hers finally spent.