0 comments/ 23148 views/ 2 favorites Girl Toys By: NickyFaulkes If you're underage or offended by erotic literature, don't read any further. In fact if either of those describes you-get off this website. This work is not available for copy or distribution without permission from the author. The original posting of this title had the wrong story attached-thanks for letting me know. Here is the correct story of Girl Toys-I hope you enjoy it. Girl Toys The Arrival "The white loading zone is for departures and arrivals only. There's a ten-minute parking limit. Please move to the parking area on the lower level of the structure if you need more than ten minutes time. The white loading zone is for...." Again and again it repeated like a nagging mother chastising an errant child. It didn't make any sense to me. Did they think I might forget in the next sixty seconds? That's okay it'll play again in two minutes. At least I could rolled the window up and muffle the sound. The dark glass slid up almost silently and closed me off in the plush back seat of my car. I caught my driver's eye in the mirror and said, "She should be here any minute now." Charlie opened the car door and stepped out saying, "I'll go collect her and have her here straight away sir." I loved her accent and the British expressions that she'd never grown out of. I smiled and said, "That's a good girl, Charlie." It was a beautiful day, warm and sunny. This is one of the busiest airports in the country but Charlie would find her. Charlie knew who to look for from the pictures she'd sent me over the net. Unlike me Charlie had only seen her face. I'd seen her lying there in that tiny black lace bra with its matching black lace thong. That was the first picture she'd sent me. Her long, lean body stretched out on a wooden bench with a velvet seat cushion with wisps of black lace highlighting her beautiful body. Delectable breasts swelled as she lay there with her arm bent to support her head. Long, lean legs stretching all the way from her slim little toes to the V of your thighs. If she followed my instructions, she'd be wearing the same black lace today. My last email had been specific. I want her dressed in that black lace with a long coat belted (not buttoned) around her waist. She could add stockings and heels, but I want to see her as she was in the photo, barefoot in black lace. I want her able to kick her shoes off as soon as possible. Since she left home this morning, she'd refused four offers from people wanting to take her coat. Each time was a reminder of how exposed and naughty and sexy she is. The flight attendant in first class had asked twice and only quit when she leaned forward and flashed the little black lace bra without realizing it. I suggested adding a pair of large, dark sunglasses. They would give the illusion that she was hidden and that people didn't know she was dressed (or undressed) for me. They would also let her discretely watch others to see their reaction. The small carry on bag gave her the reassurance that if she couldn't take it anymore, she could step into the lavatory and slip something on. When she first left her apartment, her steps were short and she almost tiptoed her way along, she was so self-conscious. Surely everyone must know-surely everyone must be able to see what she was (or wasn't) wearing. But no one seemed to notice, at least no more than usual. A woman like her always drew attention from men and women alike. Women's gazes of appraisal and envy were just as common as the lustful stares of men. Eyes were always following those long legs and sweet ass when she passed. Today was no different today than any other day, she just felt different. I told her that my driver would know her face and vice versa. Besides, I can't stand those ridiculous signs being waved around. Charlie spotted her as she approached. As always, she walked with grace and style, striding through the crowd without a backward glance. She ignored the heads that turned her way as she passed like a boat ignores the wakes it makes cutting through the water. "May I take your bag, Ma'am?" Charlie asked. "Of course, Charlie. Thank you." "Let me show you to the car, Ma'am." "Charlie, please call me Jackie. I don't think I can take the 'Ma'am' all weekend." "Yes Ma'am," Charlie said, smiling from ear to ear. "Jackie it is, then." Laughing, you follow Charlie through the airport doors. "That'll be great. Besides you don't always call him 'Sir' do you?" With a quick glance over her shoulder she looked at you intensely and said, "We ALWAYS call him 'Sir', Jackie. We all do it-always. And I should tell you, Jackie. You should get used to hearing and saying 'Ma'am' because staff and guests are all expected to address each other that way unless given permission otherwise." They were both quiet the rest of the way to the car. Charlie thought it might have been because this new girl was afraid. She didn't know it was because Jackie was so aroused that she was afraid her voice might quiver. Setting the bag down by the car, Charlie pulled a long, black lace blindfold from her pocket. "This is for you." "Oh, yes, he told me to expect this." She pulled off her glasses and stuffed them in her coat pocket. "Jackie, before you get in there's something I have to ask you. You know this is your last chance to walk away? After you get in the car, you'll be playing by his rules-following his instructions. If you don't think you can handle that, say so now and I'll take care of everything for you. It's not a problem." "What would you do if you were me, Charlie?" "I'm not you, Jackie. You have to make this decision for yourself. I've never been where you are right now. He and I don't have that kind of relationship. He's my boss. "He said you were told what to expect this weekend, but I'm to make sure. If you get in the car with him, from now until your flight home Sunday night you'll be his-his property-his plaything-his toy. I'm not saying that's good or bad, that's just the way it is. I can promise you that he's not cruel or abusive. I've worked for him for quite a while and I've never seen him harm a living soul. But you don't know him, so if you want to walk away it's understandable. "There's no 'safe word' and after this there's no backing out. I'm to give you a chance to walk away. There's money for a fun weekend and a ticket home. Do you want to take it and walk away or put this on and get in?" She smiled as she tilted her head to tie the blindfold behind her head. She remembered to slip it over her ears and under her hair so I could enjoy the way her long, thick hair hung down in back. As she did Charlie opened the car door and said, "I'll put your coat in the back with your bag, Jackie." The cool air rushed out of the car as Charlie put her hand of the small of her back and eased Jackie up to the open door. With a sigh she stood straight and tall, untying the belt that was protecting her modesty. Positioned as the two of them were, Charlie blocked any view of her. But she had no way of knowing that. With practiced coordination, Charlie deftly stepped aside and took Jackie's coat, holding it up as she eased into the car. The coat and blacked out door formed a temporary screen. Only the quickest eye or sharpest observer could get even the slightest glimpse of her body, but that wasn't the point. The point was not to show off, but to see if she was willing to follow directions. Sitting on the far end of the seat, I watched as she slid into the car. Timid at first, she quickly regained your composure and sat back against the soft, leather seat. "Hello. Why don't you kick off your shoes and lay down over here?" I asked taking her hand and pulling her to the seat facing me. She slid her hands down the single velvet cushion as she slipped her heels off and stretched out in the same position as in that first photo. "That's the way. That's how I want you. Isn't that comfy?" "Yes, Sir," she answered timidly. "That's a good girl." "Thank you" she replied. Then quickly added, "Thank you, Sir." After little chuckle he said, "Before we begin our weekend, we need to talk, don't we?" "Yes, Sir. If you want to, Sir." "You need to understand this is your last chance to change your mind. If you decide you don't want to go on, you'll be taken to a hotel, given a suite and an account to buy whatever you might need to be comfortable for the next two days before you fly home. No one will bother you. No one will contact you any further. You'll be free to enjoy the city and be given it all with nothing required of you. Do you understand?" "Yes, Sir. But I want...." Forcefully he said, "Wait until I explain the rest." "Yes, Sir." "If you decide to go on, you are mine. You are my little personal girl-toy to play with as I see fit. You will wear what you're told to, do what I tell you to do, and will do so without any question or hesitation. You won't be able to leave until I give you permission to go and you'll be available to me for as long as you're here. Do you understand?" She nodded her head. "I want to hear you say it." "Yes, Sir, I understand," she said meekly. "Good girl." A tiny shudder passed through her as she complimented her. "You don't have any attachments or obligations that keep you from being free to make this choice, do you?" Hesitating, she answered, "No, Sir." "You hesitated. Is there something you're not telling me that I should know?" "No, Sir. I'm sorry...I had to think about what that meant." His laugh made her relax. "You're not married, engaged, or involved with someone who'd object to you being with me for the weekend are you?" "No, Sir." "Good girl." Every time he said that she got the tiniest bit more excited than before. She realized how much his approval meant to her. She wanted to be a good girl for him. "Very good. Let's have some fun." Reaching past her, he rapped lightly on the glass behind her head and said, "Let's go." Girl Toy The Ride From The Airport It wasn't until the car began to roll that she realized it had been sitting sill. It was so quiet inside that she was oblivious to the street around them. From what she saw as she walked up, she knew the windows were too dark for anyone outside to see in and now she assumed it was sound proofed as well. The heavy car seemed to glide along, with no feeling of being in motion. It was as though she was sitting alone in a quiet, dark room. After a few moments, fingertips lightly brushed against her face. They pushed her hair back over her shoulders, slid down her neck, shoulders and arms. Her skin tightened as though little electric charges were left behind to dance over her exposed flesh. The touch was so light it was like a feather was stroking her body as the hands slipped back up to her throat, then down to caress her breasts. Her nipples hardened under the lace. She struggled to stay still as the hands wrapped around her mounds, lifting them, feeling their weight and firmness. Her nipples ached to be touched, kissed, licked, pinched, or sucked. But all she got was a single touch that left her wanting more. After caressing the soft skin of her legs, she felt the hands begin to push her thighs gently apart. She lay back in her seat as her legs were spread. The lace of her g-string was soaked and she could feel it sliding between her damp, bare lips to tease her clit. A hand on her chest pushed her back into the seat, tilting her hips to lift her pelvis up and leave her feeling even more open and vulnerable. Warm breath on her thighs gave her a spit second of titillation before the wet tongue slid over the lace of her tiny panties to taste her. A gasp escaped her mouth before she could stop it and her hands balled into fists at her sides. The soft, wet tongue lapped up from her lips to the top of her mound, tasting her, teasing her until she wanted to squirm in her seat. Instinctively her hands rose to pull the mouth tighter against her, but they were held back until she relaxed and sat back to let the sensations envelope her. The mouth moved back and she heard, "Do you know who's in charge?" "Yes, Sir. You are." She almost came when she heard him say, "Good girl." The twinkling of an eye to its delicate task, then slid under the lace to lick her harder and slither between the lips of her dripping slit. All she could think about was the intense sensations shooting through her as she was tongue fucked in the dark. It went on and on. Every time she'd get close to coming, the rhythm or pattern of the oral assault would change and she'd be left on the precipice of her orgasm, unable to have what she craved so deeply. Her hands were guided to her chest and she cupped her breasts in her hands. She teased her nipples above the lace of her half-cup bra. Running her hands over her chest, she let her nipples pop up between her fingers only to be pushed back down again by the next digit as her hands rose and moved over the heaving mounds. Sticking her fingers in her mouth, she got them wet and began to roll her nipples between her finger and thumb, making them harder and harder, longer and longer as she did. Just as she began to shudder and get ready to come she heard him say, "She's tastes very good, doesn't she?" Before she could respond she heard a small feminine voice from between her legs say, "Yes, Sir, she does." With the realization that it was another girl eating her pussy, she moaned loudly, about to come. "You're not going to come without asking permission are you?" She heard him say. "Ohhhh." She cried out. "Oh, please let me come." "Were you going to come without asking permission?", she heard again. "Yes-I mean no, Sir. No, Sir. May I please come? Please? Please?" she begged as the girl's tongue increased its assault on her clit. "Well, since you asked so politely, you may. Come for me right now." She wondered if the driver or the people on the street could hear her screams as she thrust her pussy hard against the unknown girl's face and flooded the invisible mouth that had been tormenting her for so long with her come. She shuddered with one last spasm as she heard him say "Good girl" before she passed out. Her last conscious thought was 'This is just the ride from the airport.' Girl Toy Sam Takes Care Of Jackie Lips. Lips were all she felt. There where lips brushing softly against her neck, then her face, and mouth. They tasted sweet. They were wet and soft. She couldn't see and tried to get a hold of whatever was over her eyes but her hands were being held back. Slowly her thoughts cleared. She was in a soft bed with her eyes blindfolded, her hands held down with soft lips kissing her mouth. Slowly her senses and memories started to comprehend the reality of her situation. "Mmmm," she moaned as she woke. "Welcome to your new world," she heard a sweet feminine voice say. "Thank you," she replied. After a hard twist of her nipple she heard, "Thank you, what?" "Thank you, Ma'am." "Good girl. That's a good girl," the sweetness returning to the voice. "We're not allowed to speak unless we're spoken to or we're alone. Do you understand?" "Yes, Ma'am." "Good girl. Let me fill you in a little on where you are and what's going on. Since our host is busy we get to rest for a bit. It seems like you needed it. He was concerned about you when you passed out on the way here. Either I'm better at eating pussy than I thought, or you're not as strong as he thought you'd be. Do you have any idea why you passed out?" "Well, it was intense, and I didn't eat anything since early yesterday. I was just too excited. I was so nervous about this weekend I didn't think about it. That wasn't quite the reception I expected and I guess I was weaker than I thought. I'm very sorry if I caused any concern, Ma'am." "Hmmm, okay. But will have to find a way for you to make it up to both of us later. First, let me get you some fruit to eat while I tell you about myself. My name is Sam. I know your name is Jackie. I've been here twice before, so I've picked up a few things that might help you. All the girls have guy's names. I've met a Jo, a Stevie, a Chris and a Billie. We're not supposed to be friends outside of our time here. We're not supposed to share any personal information that would help us make contact with each other. At first I thought our host might be bi or gay, but then I figured out that he likes nicknames girls use when they're in that tomboy stage. I'm not saying my name is Sam, it's just the name he calls me while I'm here. "Anyway, you have to wear your blindfold the whole time you're here except for some specific situations. When you're alone in your room, when you're swimming (which you'll do alone), and when you're given permission to take it off are the only times when you can be without it. Since you have yours on, you probably don't know that I've got mine on too. I haven't seen your face just like you haven't seen mine. That's the way it works. I've only known of one girl who didn't wear a blindfold and I don't know she didn't." Jackie asked, "Was she blind?" Sam had to think about that for a second. "That never occurred to me. Maybe she didn't need a blindfold because she was blind! Wow. That makes sense. You're pretty smart, Kid. I've wondered about her a lot." "That may not have been the reason, but it fits," Jackie said. "Well, let me tell you whatever the reason, she was fun. She was here the first time I came. It was for a weekend like now. The second time I spent a week here and almost didn't leave. This time I'm back for a long weekend. I got here an hour before you did and I'll be here for a day after you're gone." Jackie asked, "Why makes you want to come back? "Are you kidding? The fun of it, the sex, giving up control, and the SEX! What do you think? Come on, didn't you have fun on the way here even before you got in the car? There you are walking along almost naked in the middle of this crowd. Wasn't it the hottest thing you've ever done?" "Yeah..." "Well, it was for me too. The thought of all those people looking at me leaves my pussy soaked. The whole trip I see people out of the corner of my eye, checking me out. I love it every time. I've even done it at home a few times now. I think it's hot. Don't you?" Jackie shuddered as her pussy moistened, "Yeah. I know what you mean. I'd never done anything like that before but I liked it too. I mean, I'm used to people checking me out...it happens, you know. But this was different. This time when people looked at me I kept wondering if they knew what I was doing? Do they know I'm on my way to a new city so a stranger can to make me his personal toy? Do they know that I'm a sex toy, that he'll treat me as his property-and that's what I want?" Her hands stroked her body as she spoke, exciting her again as she relived the experience. "Hmmm. I know, baby, I know." The two girls just lay together for a few moments getting caught up in the excitement they shared. Sam ran her hand along Jackie's flat bare stomach, down to slip between her legs. Jackie automatically spread her legs wider, encouraging Sam. Once, twice, three times Sam drug her fingertips along Jackie's outer lips, then she shoved two fingers deep into the panting girl's hot wet core. As she thrust them in and out the palm of her hand rubbed up and down Jackie's clit making her moan louder and louder. After a minute of this, Sam pulled her fingers out and stuck one in Jackie's mouth. "Tasty, huh?" she said. Then she took the other finger and slurped loudly as she sucked it clean. Before Jackie could catch her breath, Sam rolled over and slipped a stocking-clad leg in between her legs and rubbed her smooth upper thigh and the lace from her stocking top against Jackie's engorged sex. The gasp that flew from Jackie's mouth left her open for Sam to assault her with soft, wet kisses. The two began to grope each other urgently and grind their pussies against the other's thigh, quickly reaching the climax they both craved. Lips, tits, hands, cunts, were all they could think about. A montage of people's faces they'd seen in the airport or on the sidewalk earlier flashed in each girl's mind as she made love to her unseen partner. Girl Toys "Fuck me, pleeeease," begged Jackie as Sam panted above her. With a moan that rose from deep in her chest, Sam came. Jackie followed close behind. Lying side by side, the two girls kissed and cuddled with their legs entwined, their breathing and heartbeats slowly returning to normal. "I'll bet he liked that," Sam said. "What?" "Oh, I'm sorry, you don't know. I forgot that part." "Forgot what part?" "Well, I don't know if he has cameras or microphones or maybe both, but he always knows what I've been doing. So I'm assume he's watching all the time. We must be visible everywhere expect the toilet. You see, one time when I was with him, he told me he wanted to check and see if I'd nicked myself while I was shaving. Then I realized he saw it! The next day he asked me why I hid in the WC to shave that morning. That's how I figured it out." "Wow. I don't know what I think about that." "I think you like it, or at least your pussy does judging by how hard you've started rubbing it against my leg now." Jackie giggled and blushed. She was immediately aware that Sam couldn't see her blushing and that made her feel better. "What am I supposed to do?" Sam said, "You can do whatever you want until he calls you. Then you just to follow his directions. Hang out in your room, relax and get the lay of the land in here. All the cottages are laid out exactly the same. Oh-I didn't tell you that we're in a cottage did I? Sorry about that. I'm sure you'll like it. The first time here I freaked out when I saw it. My cottage is twice the size of my apartment. It's cool. "Anyway, you should get to know your way around here. It helps a lot if you know where things are with your eyes closed...that way when you're in my room or his room or wherever, you'll be able to find what you're looking for without him constantly directing you." Laughing, Sam went on, "My first trip here, there was this girl who kept walking into things. He was constantly saying 'a little to your left...no further...now step forward and turn right.' It was funny." Both girls broke into giggles. "It got pretty tedious. He was always polite with her, but you could tell he was annoyed. She was only here one day I think. I can't say I'd blame him if he sent her home, that must have been a pain." "Oh, that's why he asked me, 'Can you find your way around your home in the dark?'" "Yeah, he asked me that too. He must ask all of us." "All of us? How many girls are here? Are there other guys here?" Jackie asked, puzzled. "There are no other guys. At least I've never known of any. He's the only man I've been with unless there's a guy here who has exactly the same body. I know there is one other girl here right now. I heard him talking to her as his driver helped him bring you in here. Her name is Jean. Wait-that can be a guy's name too. I was wondering about that when he said it. That got by me at first. "Well, I've got to get to my room and get cleaned up. Oh yeah. Don't worry about finding your way around outside. Just go to the door and say I need to go to 'whatever' and someone will be there in a second to take you. I not sure, but I think it's Charlie, his driver. Okay? Do you need anything else?" "No, I guess I'll be okay," Jackie said timidly. Sam chuckled, "Don't worry, Jackie. You're gonna have fun." She kissed Jackie lightly and asked, "Haven't you already?" "Yes, Ma'am. And thanks for taking care of me," Jackie said smiling. Sam chuckled under her breath at the double meaning. "Good girl. Now when I leave, you'll hear the door close. Then you can take off your blindfold and learn your way around. I'll see you later...kind of." Sam laughed and leaned in to kiss Jackie softly. A soft sweet kiss quickly became more passionate and urgent. Sam pulled away and said, "Whooo, you are a hottie. I better get out of here while I can. Bye for now." "Goodbye, Ma'am," Jackie replied. Girl Toy Playtime Sam's heels clicked as she turned toward the door. "Stop right there," a deep voice said. Sam froze mid-stride and Jackie sat still in her bed. "Sam, did I tell you to do anything other than make sure she was okay?" "No, Sir," Sam said quietly. "We...at least I know...I couldn't help myself." Jackie added. "I was speaking to Sam, Jackie." "Yes, Sir. Sorry, Sir," Jackie said quickly. I chuckled and took them each by the hand saying, "Well, I obviously picked out the right toys for our little play date this weekend, huh?" "Yes, Sir." they said together. For a moment I just stood there and looked at the two of them. I really liked the way they responded to each other and seemed to connect on so many levels. Jackie had accepted Sam as a lover, without hesitation. She'd told me in her emails that she was curious about having sex with a woman, but I expected some tension or reticence on her part. From what I'd seen she was an enthusiastic lover and was quite adept at pleasing a woman already. It was getting late and while they'd both got to start the weekend of very pleasurably, I had yet to share in that. It was my turn and I let them know that in no uncertain terms. I had Jackie kneel at the head of the bed and take Sam's hands and hold her down to the bed. I leaned down almost close enough to kiss each girl, but instead just hovered close enough so each could feel the warmth of my breath on their soft moist lips. Sam arched upward toward me. I knew she could feel my presence, but I denied her the kiss she was straining to get. Her tongue darted out to wet her lips again as I moved away. I buried my face in the nape of her neck and kissed my way down her neck to a delicious spot between her breasts. I drug my tongue around her breasts, tasting her warm flesh. Around and around I went to each breast back and forth until I finally reached her nipples drawing them hard into my mouth one at a time. I cupped each one in my hand, feeling the weight of it against my palm then teasing the nipple with my fingers while I sucked the little nub into the warm wetness of my mouth. Pausing for a moment, I looked up to see Jackie dutifully holding Sam's hands out wide. I sat up and took Sam's wrist and pulled them together so Jackie could hold them down with just one hand between her open thighs, just inches from her dripping wet pussy and said, "Now, Jackie, you have one hand free to play with yourself while I play with my other little toy." I took her hand and placed it on her right breast while I cupped the other in my hand, feeling how it filled my hand and how the nipple responded to my manipulations. I moved back to Sam and pressed my face into her cleavage as I wrapped both my hands around her breasts, pushing them together so I could revel in her heat. Then pulling back to tease her more I moved down between her wide spread thighs and stared at her bald little pussy. Without any warning I lowered my mouth to her cunt and slid my tongue as deep inside her as I could. "Oohhhh." she moaned. Straining her thighs under my hands and arching against Jackie's hold on her wrists. "Oh yes, Sir. Please eat me. It feels so good." As her juices flowed into my mouth I feasted on her, fucking her with my tongue, licking her slit up and down, and sucking on her lips and clit. Her arousal grew quickly and I tried to make it build higher and higher. Though I'd planned to draw this out and take my time I couldn't help myself. I wanted her to come. I wanted to make her come. I wanted her to come for me. Little spasms started to ripple through her body and as her shuddering grew I knew she was getting close. Moans and whimpers grew in her and she said, "Yes, I'm so close....I'm going to come." Just as she began to come I sucked in her juices and pulled my mouth away. "No!" she cried. "Don't stop." But I reared up and buried my cock all the way into her quivering wet pussy in one long, deep stroke. In that one moment, in one breath, in one heartbeat I tasted her coming in my mouth and felt her come around my cock. It was fantastic. She wailed in her pleasure and as I began to pound into her, rocking us both in that timeless rhythm. I looked up to see her fingers sliding in and out of Jackie's pussy. With one hand going back and forth between her breasts and clit, Jackie had pulled Sam's wrists up so she could finger fuck herself using Sam's hand. One orgasm slipped into another and Sam's pussy clenched around my thick shaft again. Free now to focus now entirely on my own pleasure, I slammed into her tight, wet, slick little pussy. I could feel how my shaft spread her lips out the wrap snugly around me as I thrust deep into her, taking her with abandon. "Oh....fuck me. Yes, fuck me. Fuck me hard and deep." she pleaded. "Please....." On an on I drove into her, the impact of our bodies becoming a part of us. I wanted more, to have her in a dozen different ways, but that wasn't for now. This was to remind her who was in charge....so I did. I laid my body down onto hers I brought my lips to her ear and hoarsely whispered, "Are you mine now? Are you my little fuck toy?" "Yessss!" she screamed. "I'm yours! I'm your little fuck toy!" as she came again I bellowed out and filled her with my come. Slamming deep into her I held my cock still for just a moment as I pumped into her so she could feel the pulsing of my dick, then started fucking her hard again to finish off. As I caught my breath, I stepped off the bed pulled Jackie down to her knees to clean me off with her mouth. She wrapped her soft lips around my soaking wet hard cock. After she licked and sucked me clean she pulled her mouth away and said, "You're still so hard. When you said you were this big and could come four or five times in a row, I didn't believe you. I believe you now." "Good, 'cause it's your turn to be fucked now." I said. "You've done a good job of cleaning me up, let's see how you do for Sam." And with that I pushed Jackie's face down between Sam's legs and mounted her doggy-style. She was so aroused I didn't hesitate to shove my dick into her balls deep. Her moans were muffled by Sam's wet cunt as I fucked her slow and deep. With her hands free, Sam began to play with her full, round tits while Jackie ate out her pussy. Little gasps, whimpers and whines escaped her lips as she kneaded her breasts and teased her nipples. Cupping her tits in her hands she brought her mouth down to lick and suck on them one after the other. Then laying her head back, she rolled her nipples between her thumb and finger, moaning loudly as she pulled them up. I knew it wouldn't be long before she came again so I reached under Jackie's belly and cupped her pussy with my fingers. As my slick wet cock slid between the v of my fingers, Jackie ground her clit against my palm and I pressed in against her belly to help the underside of my shaft stimulate her G-spot. She pushed back as much as she could without losing contact with Sam's clit and moaned almost continuously. The vibrations from that moaning against Sam's wet slit started a whole new wave of spasms in her. We were gaining momentum with each second. Sam would gasp and whimper; making me drive into Jackie harder and deeper; making Jackie moan into Sam's cunt; and Sam would whimper louder and gasp more urgently. It built in intensity until they both screamed out their release. Though I could feel my balls full and ready to unload in her slick, warm depths, I held back. Each girl's orgasm triggered another in their partner and perpetuating the cycle of pleasure between them. I let it go on as long as I could stand it, then grabbing a handful of Jackie's hair I pulled her head up and with my cock still buried in her I had her crawl around Sam's splayed out body and flipped her onto her back beside her new playmate. With a gentle touch I rolled Sam onto her side next to Jackie, lifting her hands onto Jackie's body and pulling them close together. Soon their hands and lips were engaged with each other as only two women can be and I took my place back between Jackie's legs. Lifting her legs over my shoulders I sat back to watch them bask in the moment together. But I was ready for more. I asked, "Are you both enjoying yourselves?" "Yes, Sir." was their reply. "Good. Now I'm going to fuck you again, Jackie...if you want me to. Do you?" "Yes, Sir....please." "Please...what?" I began to tease her, dragging the head of my cock up and down her lips, spreading the slick wetness up and down, opening her up as I slid in then pulling back to leave a hungry emptiness behind. "Oh...please I want it." "What do you want?" "I want you." "What do you want me to do? Tell me." "Tell him exactly what you want, Jackie." Sam whispered softly. After a moment Jackie softly said, "I want you to use me and fuck me hard and deep with your long, thick cock. Make me come on it again like the little fuck toy I am." "Good girl. I can do that if you want me to. But you didn't say 'Please'. You didn't say 'please' and I think if you really want it you should ask politely." Her belly was quivering now when the head of my dick slid up and down her gash. I could tell the more she humbled herself and begged for me to take her the more her excitement built. "Oh, Sir. Please fuck meeeee!" Just as she said it I buried myself all the way in her in one thrust. And I did just what she asked me to do. I fucked her hard and deep, using her for my pleasure. As she and Sam clung to each other I fucked her. The way their bodies moved it almost looked like I was fucking them both. I could see the arm Sam had pinned to the mattress was now between her legs, cupping her mound in her hand, gently moving in time with my thrusts into Jackie's pussy. I lifted Jackie's legs up until she was almost bent in two and shoved my cock down into her pussy so she could feel every thick hard inch slamming in and out of her body. This was how I would make sure she knew who was in charge. I held her legs up with my hands to give me a perfect view of her lips stretched tight around my cock. Her pussy quivered around me as she came and came again, her clit exposed to my gaze, I could see it dragging up and down the topside of my shaft as I pounded into her. When I couldn't hold back any longer I told her, " I'm going to come deep in your cunt, Jackie. But if you want, I'll give you a taste of it too. Do you want it?" "Ohhh, yes. I want to feel it and I want to taste it." Jackie panted. "Yes, yes, we both want it, Sir." Sam quickly added. "Give it to us, Sir. Pleeeassse." Jackie wailed as I slammed deep into her and just ground my pubic bone against hers so she'd keep coming and she could feel my cock pulsing and flexing as I came in her. Then I pulled out, holding the base of my cock tightly, I slid under Jackie's upturned leg and moved up between them. Sam lunged up to lock her mouth around the tip of my cock and when Jackie heard Sam's satisfied hum, she rocked up on one arm to join her. The two girls mouths locked in an open kiss around the head of my cock as I let it loose to shoot my seed into their mouths and onto their faces. One long stream after another filled their mouths and coated their lips and faces with my come. They drank it down and eagerly lapped up more and more until I dripped the last of my load onto their outstretched tongues. I slid the sensitive head of my cock into each of their mouths in turn and let them suck me dry. I had them clean my cock and balls before I sat back and left them to kiss and lick my come off of each other. Leaning back against the headboard of the bed I watched them clean each other I stroked my still-hard cock. When they began to calm down I said, "Come here and let me feel your mouths on me." And they crawled blindly up my legs to find my cock with their hands and then their mouths. I sat back to relax and enjoy their ministrations. The girls seemed reluctant to let go of my cock as I slipped out of bed. I stepped over to my favorite chair and dressed saying, "That was very nice. I'm glad to see you're feeling better, Jackie. Thanks for taking care of her, Sam." "It was my pleasure, Sir," Sam said. With a laugh I said, "I'd say so. I'd like to stay and play some more but I have to take care of dinner and I'm sure you two want to get freshened up before we eat." "Thank you, Sir," Sam said. "Yes, Sir. Thank you," Jackie added. After the door closed behind him the two sat and held each other for a minute, basking in the moment together. "Wow," Sam said. "I've never known him to do that. He was so worried about you he was here the whole time. For some reason I've always felt safe with him, but now I feel even better about it." "I'm so sorry I caused so much trouble," Jackie said. "I feel bad about it." "Oh, Baby. Don't be like that. Besides I got off so good, it's was no trouble at all," Sam said as she leaned down to kiss Jackie again. "Well, okay. But if I remember I'll still owe you one." Laughing, Sam said, "Maybe, but I gotta go right now or I won't be leaving this bed all weekend. Bye, Jackie." "SEE you later, Sam," Jackie said with a giggle. This time Jackie heard Sam's heels click all the way across the floor and out the door as it shut behind her. After a minute, Jackie reached back to take off the blindfold and blinked to clear her sight as she looked around the room. It was beautiful. Girl Toy The Dinner Party Happily she scampered into the bathroom. She marveled at what she found there. Her favorite shampoo and body wash were in the shower. Everything matched what she had at home...the robe, brush, toothpaste, everything. With a smile she started the shower and stared at her reflection as she brushed out her hair. Jackie spent a long time looking around the cottage. It was decorated with a Zen like simplicity that was simple but elegant. There was very little furniture, but what was there was soft and comfortable. She noticed that there were no little nick-knacks or unnecessary clutter anywhere. 'That'll make it easier when I'm blindfolded' she thought. Without any warning, a chime went off. Then she heard, "Our host is ready for you to join him for dinner. I'll be there in five minutes to escort you. Please be ready to go." "Thank you. I'll be ready," Jackie said. With a tilt of her head she wondered if anyone was listening for her answer. She pulled her bag out of the closet wondering what to wear. It was empty. Puzzled she grabbed the top drawer of the dressing cabinet and found her clothes were put away just as she kept them at home. She thought, 'This is a little creepy. But if I'm creeped out why is my pussy getting wet?' She stared at her clothes wondering what to put on. Then she saw it. There was something she'd always wanted to wear. It was a long, white scarf that could be worn as a dress if was tied just right. It looked beautiful against her skin. The weave of it made parts of it sheer and parts opaque. She'd never had the nerve too wear it the way she wanted. But tonight she did. Taking two corners she tied them behind her neck in a loose halter. The two other corners she tied together behind her. Gathering the extra material together low on her back it began to take shape. A little tightening here a little loosening there got it to hang just right. When she turned the right way, her breasts were easily visible through the material. The bottom edge just barely covered her shaved pussy in front and her cute little butt in back. Her body was so exposed it was as though she was giving him an invitation to touch her, which sounded like a good idea. With a pair of heels and her blindfold in place, she was ready. The door opened just after she finished tying her blindfold on and a soft hand took her arm. "This way, Ma'am," a woman's voice said. Girl Toys "Thank you," Jackie replied. After a moment the woman said, "You're welcome." Sensing a hesitation on the woman's part Jackie asked, "Is something wrong?" "No, Ma'am. You surprised me. The boss' guests usually don't thank me. Most act like I'm not a person, just part of the furniture. Don't worry it's nothing." "It's not nothing and neither are you. You must be exceptional to work for your boss. He seems very demanding and your work must be challenging." The woman chuckled and said, "Oh, he's not too demanding of me. But you may find he's very demanding of you." Jackie froze in mid-stride and turned her face to the hidden voice. "I'm sorry, Ma'am. That was improper of me to say." Jackie burst out laughing and said, "Maybe. But it was hilarious. I hope we get to talk again soon." "I do too, Ma'am. I'll be looking out for you while you're here. If you need anything just call me. My name is Mel." "Thanks, Mel." "You're welcome, Jackie. But don't call me specifically unless you have to, the boss likes us all to do things his way. Shhhh, we're here." Jackie had the impression of large, heavy wooden doors opening and delicious odors wafted out as Mel led her into what must be the dining room. The sound of muted voices mixed with the echo of Jackie's heels in the huge space. Mel stopped and said, "You can leave your shoes here, Ma'am." After Jackie stepped out of them, Mel added, "There are pillows for you to sit on right in front of you." Tilting her head toward Mel voice Jackie said, "Thank you," then stepped onto the soft seat in front of her. The food was delicious and everyone seemed to enjoy it. It was all finger food so it was easy to eat even with a blindfold on. The plates and glasses that were laid out on the table in her room made sense to Jackie now. The ones for dinner were laid out in the same positions. After they ate, each of the girls was helped up and led outside. Mel and Charlie had laid out a big pile of pillows on the custom made lounge that faced the fire pit and the ocean. Though each of the girls looked delectable as they were, I knew the firelight would be beautiful on their naked skin. Soon the three girls were cuddled up together, caressing each other with greater and greater intensity. A kiss on the cheek led to a nibble on a neck eventually led to all three kissing and making out. I lay there watching and playing with them. Clothes started to be opened or stripped away and soon there were three naked women making love. It was a beautiful and arousing sight. As I sat and watched them all, I was drawn again and again to Jackie. I knew why but I didn't want to admit it. So many women had come to visit and I wanted to know if she was different from the others. Like the others, she was hot and horny. She was beautiful and elegant. But more than anything, she was eager to please. That's what it was. She wanted to be owned by someone in just this way. I'd seen women who wanted to be submissive, even subjugated. I'd seen women who wanted to be ordered around or abused. I'd even seen women who wanted to be punished for enjoying themselves. But that wasn't what she wanted. She didn't want to be hurt. She wanted to be played with, to be used as a toy for pleasure. She was exactly what I'd been looking for all these years. When I first saw her picture online I thought she was too good to be true. I'd emailed her and chatted with her more than any woman I'd ever invited here. Somewhere deep inside I'd known she was the perfect girl for me a long time ago. I just hadn't admitted it to myself until now. I wanted her right now. Standing up I stripped bare in the fading sunlight. Quietly I walked to the girls and moved Sam and Jean into a 69 as I pulled Jackie away. When she was free from the other girls, I moved back to my seat and sat her in my lap so we could both face the setting sun. I wrapped my arms around her and let her grind against me for a moment, then I began to slowly lift her blindfold and whispered, "Don't tell the others but I want you to see this from my point of view while you feel me inside you." With that I freed her eyes and I thrust into her. A small gasp escaped her lips as I sunk into her. Her head lolled back against me then she rocked forward and opened her eyes. When she saw the girls she let out a low moan and began to slide up and down slowly. She slid down to push me deep into her tight little pussy, then rose up to hold just the head of my cock in her lips. After one up stroke, she threw her hair back and shoved her hot little cunt down hard and fast, fully impaling herself on my rod. Her head flew back and her eyes flew open and she looked out at the distant sunset. "Oh, God. That's beautiful. That's perfect," she said as she came on my cock. Her sweet juices drenched my shaft and balls. I pulled her back against my chest and spread her legs wide with mine. My hands held her, teased her and stroked her. With one hand on her thigh and the other on her chin, I trapped her on my cock, a prisoner to the pleasure I wanted to share with her. "You're perfect. You're what I want and this is what I want for you. Stay very still, now. Don't move," I whispered to her as I planted little kisses up and down her neck. "Sam, Jean, come to me. Come to my voice," I commanded. The two girls immediately untangled themselves and started to rise. "No, girls. Crawl to me on your knees. I'm just a few feet away. Reach out with your hands and you'll find me. I've been sitting here watching you. Come to me, now." I wanted Jackie to see it wasn't the threat of punishment or reward that I used to control a woman. I used my will, my desire, and the promise of pleasure to control. That's what I had to offer and that's what I gave. "Jackie has come all over my cock and balls, leaving me soaked. I don't think she's finished yet and she needs your attention. Plus I want to enjoy all my little girl-toys tonight. Come join us," I bid to them. They did just that. First Sam found Jackie's leg atop mine and licked her way up to suck on the juncture of her pussy and my shaft. Then she moved up and took Jackie's hard nipples in her mouth, making room for Jean to lick and suck my balls. Jean cleaned me thoroughly then moved up to pull my cock out of Jackie and sink her mouth down onto me as far as she could. I directed the girls' hands where I wanted them to go. They never had a clue Jackie could see them working so hard to please us. We moved just enough so that each girl could take me into her and come on my cock. I pumped a small load into each of their sweet little pussies. Then I'd lift them up and let it drip into Jackie's upturned mouth. When both Sam and Jean had been fucked and sucked, I sent them back to the floor before us to keep each other company. With them out of the way, I moved Jackie onto her hands and knees and took her from behind. I fucked her hard and deep. I took her like a bitch in heat. I was totally lost in her and I loved it. As she came on my cock yet again, I slammed into her and dumped the biggest load of the night into her hot, wet cunt. I'd never come so hard or so long before in my life. It was amazing. My softening cock slipped out of her as we lay down, spooning on the mats. By now we were all exhausted, sated for the time being, so I called Mel and Charlie to take the girls to their rooms. Though I'd probably interrupted Mel and Charlie's time together, they came right to me as always. These two women were totally committed to each other but took great care of me. They'd worked with me for years and proved to be the best friends I'd ever had. Charlie was not only a great driver, she was an excellent pilot and bodyguard. Mel was not only great around the house, but was the best manager/assistant I'd ever had. Their care and discretion was only surpassed by the love I felt for both of them. They weren't employees they were family. In fact, neither would accept a salary. We shared my income like a married couple (or triple). They lived with me full-time and there were four bank accounts for us. There was one for each person and one for the household. Mel set the whole thing up and her only complaint was that I put too much money in their accounts each month. My only complaint was that I wanted to have someone to care about as much as they cared for each other. I envied them. That's what made me start looking for just the right 'Girl Toy' to begin with. Charlie went to Jean. As always she whispered to her, then helped her up and took her back to her room. Mel did the same for Sam then turned to get Jackie. She stopped short when she saw Jackie's blindfold was pushed up above her eyes. I waved her away for now. Jackie was curled up against me asleep. With great care, I untangled myself from her and took her in my arms as I stood. Careful not to wake her up, I took her back to her room and cleaned her up a bit before tucking her into bed. Girl Toy A Surprise For Jackie The next morning Jackie woke slowly. It took her a few moments to realize where she was. As she replayed the night before in her mind, she started stroking her body. Every touch brought back an intensely erotic memory. She'd never experienced anything like it and she loved it. After indulging herself in a small climax as she often did to start the day, she got up to perform her morning rituals. She quickly stretched, showered and freshened up. Then she grabbed her prayer beads and a pillow from the bed to sit and meditate. She settled into the pillow in the middle of the floor and cleared her mind. Closing her eyes and focusing on her breath, she drifted into a deep calm. She counted her breaths with her beads. Visions of the trip and the night before kept coming into her mind. She didn't reject them, she just let them float by as she focused on how she felt. Each new memory made her pussy a little wetter and her nipples a little harder. She had the urge more than once to reach up and play with her breasts or grind herself against the pillow she sat on. About thirty minutes later, she'd counted through her beads twice and with a deep cleansing breath, she opened her eyes. Now her body and mind were ready for a new day. She was relaxed, calm and centered. Then she saw him and was so startled she almost jumped to her feet. Sitting on a pillow just a few feet away from her was a man. "Oh! I'm sorry! I thought I was alone." "It's okay. I wanted to see you and I wanted you to see me. I don't normally do this, but..." "Are you...? Are you who I think you are?" she asked timidly. "That depends entirely on who you think I am." Slowly, he stood and poured himself a drink. Jackie took that moment to look him over. He was tall, over six feet, she guessed. He had long light brown hair that was tied back loosely and hung to his waist. Light whiskers covered his chiseled face. The black suit was cut to fit him well, showing a fit body. He wore no jewelry and was barefoot. "Are you him?" "Well, once again that's a pretty big question. But I assume you're asking me if I'm your host this weekend." After a pause he said, "And yes, I am. I don't normally do this, but the way I feel made me want to forget about the rules." "What do you mean?" He stopped for a moment and stared at Jackie before he continued, "You're different. I can tell that you're not like the others who've come to stay with me before." "I'm sorry, Sir. If you don't approve, or don't want me here, just say so and I'll be gone," she said lowering her eyes to the floor. His laugh came so quickly she flinched before raising her gaze back to his face. "There! That's it! That's what I mean. You are here because you want to give up control completely. It's not just a game or something to try. You really want it, don't you?" "Yes, Sir. But I thought that's why we're all here." "No. Some girls are just curious. Others are ashamed of wanting it. They want to come here and indulge their urge to be controlled where no one will know. Others just want some payoff, some reward for giving themselves. They feel like they're due something in return. Others are playing, pretending to be something they're not for reasons that I'll never understand. Any of those girls would try to find a way to stay, but you're not like any of them. You just want me to tell you what to do. You enjoyed Sam's attention because she wanted you. You made your self available to her because she wanted you. You did it for her and you did it for me because you wanted us to enjoy ourselves. You didn't care what I did with you or to you. You just wanted to please me, didn't you?" "Yes, Sir. I thought that was the point. And if I may say, I may not be the smartest girl, but I'm not stupid. That all seems a bit convoluted. I can't believe people could be so insincere about why they were here." "Sincerity requires honesty and that's not one of most people's strongest traits." She smiled at that and said, "I agree with you, but I find it's much easier and less difficult to tell the truth." "So tell me the truth, Jackie. What do you want to do right now." The world around her seemed to stop for a second...or was it an hour? A tiny whisper came out of her and she said, "I'd like to thank you, Sir, and I'd like to hug you." Chuckling he set down his drink and opened his arms to wrap them around her slender body as she ran to him and sank into his embrace. She snaked her arms around his waist and rubbed her body against him as he held her close. Laying her face against his broad chest she breathed in his scent and softly sighed. She felt safer, more excited, and more beautiful than she'd ever felt in her life and she wanted to stay there forever. His grip loosened just long enough for him to take a seat, then he pulled her into his lap. "You know you're here for just a weekend. All the arrangements have been made for you to go home Monday night. That's what always happens. Someone comes, tries this out, then they go home to figure out if they want to come back. Sometimes they come back, sometimes they don't. But I think it's different for you...you don't want to go home...you want to stay here don't you." "Yes, Sir." "Why? Is your life so bad? Do you see this as your way out?" "NO! No, Sir! I have a good life. I like my job and I have friends. I don't have a family, but I've got so many friends from work and from school that it feels like I have a huge family. I'm not rich, but I make pretty good money and I've got a nice little place, a car, and I'm doing okay. I just want something else...I keep feeling like that's not the life I was made for. I was made for something else. I was made to belong to someone. Maybe it's you. I don't know, but I want to know." "I understand. You've thought about this a lot haven't you?" "Yes, Sir, I have." Her eyes fell as though she was embarrassed and she said, "Can I tell you a secret, Sir?" "Yes, please do." "When I was a little girl I used to daydream all the time about living in a closet. Spending my days sitting on a shelf with stuffed animals and other toys waiting for someone to take me out and play with me. "Sometimes in my fantasies I would trade places and I'd pretend there was a girl on my shelf that I took out to play with. But that wasn't as good a fantasy as the one where I was the one on the shelf." He smiled and said, "Then you've come to the right place, Jackie." After a few moments he took a deep breath and went on saying, "I have another surprise for you." He stood and lead her across the room. "I think you may like this." Walking up to a blank space on the wall, he reached out with his hand. As he watched her reaction, he pushed open an invisible panel that opened to reveal a space behind the wall. In the space was a girl who looked remarkably like Jackie. The girl was sitting in a chair in the middle of a huge, well-stocked walk in closet, looking straight ahead, not saying a word. "Who is she?" Jackie whispered to him. "I don't think that's the right question. 'What is she?' would be more appropriate," he replied leaving Jackie perplexed. The girl never moved a muscle. Lifting the girl's face he said to Jackie, "This is a Real Doll. A company that used to be in the special effects business for movies and television makes them. Now the demand is so great for their dolls that they don't have time for anything else. This is your doll. I had it made a couple of years ago, before I ever saw your picture. When you sent your picture to me, I realized how much you look like her. "You see, when I was a boy I used to daydream about having a girl I could take out of my closet and play with. I never dreamed of having a wife or family, just a girl to play with when I wanted to. Now you're here so I can do that with you. "I know you have a life of your own and I can't ask you to leave that. If you want to live here, you're welcome, but that's something we'll deal with later on. But for now, whenever you're here, she'll be yours to play with. I know it may sound a little strange, but trust me sometimes it's a lot of fun. 'She' was my first Girl Toy." Jackie was running her hands through the doll's hair as he spoke. She turned to look at him as though asking for permission. Then she sat in the doll's lap and ran her hands over the doll's breasts, and squeezed them gently as she kissed the soft lips that were so similar to her own. "What's her name?" "You can call her anything you'd like. After all, she's yours now just like you're mine." With a sensuous wiggle, Jackie said, "I'm going to call her...Kay. Kay, I've been given a new toy today. I'm going to take you out to play." Jackie giggled like a little girl on Christmas morning. Then she jumped up and wrapped her arms around her new master's neck and said, "But first I'm going to have to find a way to thank you properly." And kissed him long and hard.