12 comments/ 37812 views/ 31 favorites Dom Sis By: Mary_K_Kinkster Note: I've been a long time reader of the stories on this site. This is the first story I've submitted to this or any site. Feedback is welcome. I hope you enjoy the story. ***** Okay, call me a pervert if you like, most people would, I would if I didn't understand why I did it. If you were in my shoes you would have done the same thing. Or at least you would have wished you had. Really now, what am I saying? I'm just trying to justify my actions. How I purposely planned and executed the most egregious violation of my sister. That's right my very own sister. It doesn't matter how many perverts would have done the same thing, it doesn't make me any less the pervert. Accepting that fact for myself is unsettling enough on it's own, but I got found out and now she knows too. My life is over. I should just kill myself now. She is going to kill me, or worse tell my parents and let them kill me. A long torturous death by parental disappointment and outrage. Ashamed to have raised such a perverted son. It's going to be so humiliating. I can hear my mother sobbing and my father... My father is going to freak. Humiliation is the least of my worries. I'll be lucky to survive the beating he'll give me. He'll rip my arm clean off my body and beat me to death with it. What was I thinking, why did I ever do this? The feeling of dark foreboding gnawing away at my insides is unbearable. I hear a car pulling into the driveway. My anxiety peaks. I know I'm in for it big time. As much as I hope it's not my sister, I don't think I could act normal around either of my parents right now and would surely give away that something was up. The last thing I'd want to do is give it up myself if there was any chance of talking my sister out of telling them. I'd do anything to keep that from happening. I sneak a peek out the window to see who it is. Hoping against hope that it's my sister as much as I don't want to see her right now. I still live in my parents two story house, with my mom and dad, and my twin sister. We graduated from high school a year ago, and both attend the local city college. At first we tried to car pool to school but our schedules were all over the place and it just wouldn't work. My classes are generally early and hers later. When I got home today, the house was empty, I came up to my room to change clothes and when I walked in I saw it. I froze as my blood ran cold, my heart stopped and my stomach was in my throat. I felt like puking right there. I knew what I saw was the end of life as I knew it. Life as any of us knew it. This was going to be horrible. There on my monitor screen was the video I was watching last night, or at least a short portion of it repeating itself over and over in a loop. I know it wasn't running like this when I left this morning. Mom and Dad were long gone by the time I pulled away from the curb. It had to be my sister that left this for me. That I knew for sure, and I've been waiting in a state of panic ever since. I'm not one normally given to such distress but this wasn't just a small thing this was big. Maybe the biggest thing I could do to change everything within my family. My window looks out to the front yard and has a full view of the driveway and the walk to the front door. My sister is stepping out of her car, wearing a short white pleated skirt, her long, lean, tan legs stretching down to her navy blue Converse. Sporting a matching navy blue tank top, from which her lithe tan arms reach down to flatten her skirt as she stands. Turning to bend over and retrieve her back pack her skirt rides slightly up her firm perfect ass. Her skirt is just long enough to keep that bit of perfection covered from sight from this second story perch. I know I would have gotten an eyeful had I been downstairs on the couch looking out the living room window, and it's easy to imagine what it looks like as I've seen it naked many, many times. I felt my cock making itself known in my pants, and I snapped back to reality. She's walking briskly toward the front door. I know she knows I'm watching but she never looks up. Staring unflinchingly ahead as she walks out of my view. I scramble for my bed, back against the headboard and the adjacent wall, staring at my door awaiting her entrance and the hell to begin. I hear the front door open and shut, the sound of her steps across the entry floor, and start up the wooden stairs. The unmistakable squeaking of her Converse on the wood floor and stair treads getting increasingly loud as they came nearer to my door. The anticipation of her swinging that door open and letting into me is excruciating. I can hear her reach the top of the stairs and start towards my room. Walking briskly still she closes the distance quickly and stops directly outside my room, I sit there frozen in dread and she starts off again toward her own room and I hear her door close shut quietly. I have no idea what this means. Maybe she's not mad at me? No way. There is no way she would be alright with what she left running on my computer. I dashed over to my machine and turned the monitor on. The video loop she left is still running. The subject of the video is my beautiful naked sister laying on the bed with her legs spread wide, giving the camera an unobstructed view of her most private moment. Her knees are up, feet planted on the mattress, heels pulled tightly against her butt as the fingers of her one hand strain to spread the lips of her pussy, exposing her clit to the ministrations of the fingers of her other hand. And she is working it fast and furious. Rubbing fast small circles on the clit, periodically diving her middle finger down into her sopping wet cunt, retrieving and returning her juices back to lube her clit is she brings herself to a massive orgasm. Her fingers covering her opening as her knees slap together. It is the hottest scene ever as she rolls her body onto it's side shuddering as the waves of her orgasm roll through her and finally subside. As she brings her fingers to her mouth and begins to suck the glistening wetness from them the loop abruptly starts again from 15 seconds earlier and the climax plays again, and again, and again, for hours now. I minimize the window quickly and start up my home security software. A grid will soon appear that shows the incoming feed from the array of 16 hidden cameras I had installed last summer when the rest of my family went on a week's vacation. I conveniently could not get the time off of work and much to my family's disappointment I couldn't join them. I had a part time job at a small local electronic store that specializes in home security, I had worked there for two years and they seemed to like me a lot. Getting the time off really wasn't a problem. I took it off and spent the time installing a state of the art video monitoring system. The intent of which was solely focused on one thing, capturing as much of my sister as I could. Every night when I went off to bed I would pull up the days catch to see what I got. The video capture never failed to provide all the motivation I needed to jack off two or three times each night. Hours and hours of my beautiful sister doing everything from just studying naked in her room, to fucking her boyfriends in her bed when the parents were at work or out of town. She had turned out to be quite a bit more sexually active than I had ever imagined. I was hoping to capture video of her partially clothed and perhaps occasionally naked, but I had no idea that she spent 95% of her time within her room naked, and many of those occasions included some kind of sexual activity. Her sexual endeavors varied, consisting mostly of masturbation, a few good fuck sessions, a lot of oral sex, both giving and receiving, and the biggest surprise of all was catching her on a few occasions fooling around with a couple of her girlfriends. Full on lesbian action. It was the hottest shit I'd ever seen. She was getting off one way or another a couple times a day. I was getting off twice as much just watching her. She was always front and center for my jack off sessions and she never failed to get me off. I was slinging sperm all over the place because of her. Only then she didn't know it. Now she does and I'm dead. Finally the grid appears, and I see that all the cameras are working properly, except the one that shot the video she had left running this morning. She had found it, and it appears she hasn't disabled it but simply placed something in front of it to block it's view. Before I get a chance to check any of the feeds or their captured video I hear her opening her door. I hit exit, turn the monitor off and jump back to my spot on the bed. She starts toward my room but stops and enters the restroom closing the door behind her. I'm tempted to check my bathroom cams to see what she's doing but I'm afraid she'll be quick and catch me. I just sit there frozen, heart beating hard and fast, my stomach full of angst. The time stretches on excruciatingly, I continue to question if I have time to check on her, but the risk is too great. As it turns out she took almost 10 minutes in the restroom, and I just sat there stricken in fear the entire time. When she opened the door and started my way her footsteps sounded different from before. No longer was each step accompanied by the tell tale squeak of rubber soled sneakers, but now it's a heavy clunk with a different lighter squeak. She made her way to my closed door directly, she grasped the door knob and without a word she flung the door open. I couldn't bear to see the anger directed at me as she entered my room and my hands went to cover my tightly shut eyes. I heard her take three heavy steps into my room and she stopped near the foot of my bed. She stood in front of me silently. For what seemed like an eternity, she didn't say a word, the only sound was a rhythmic slapping sound I couldn't place. Finally her voice pierced the silence when she said. "Are you tired of perving over your twin sister? Or are you just too much of a pussy to do it in person?" I kept my hands over my eyes and began to say; "I, I'm sorry, I just..." But she immediately barked "Shut up! I don't want to hear it!" I heard her take another step toward me and I felt a sharp pain in the fingers of both my hands. She had hit me with something and it seriously hurt. I couldn't help but pull my hands away from my face, but I kept my eyes shut, cowering below her in shame. "Open your eyes you little fuck!" she yelled. She had never spoken to me in this way before she had always been very reserved and polite. "I said open your eyes you coward! Look at me when I speak to you!" she continued and I only shook my head no. "Open your fucking eyes or I'll hit you again, harder this time and I'll split your head wide open! I swear to God you little fuck. I'll fucking do it!" she screamed down at me. I could tell she wasn't fooling around at all, she was pissed and spitting nails. I raised my head and slowly opened my eyes. I was shocked at what I saw standing before me. My jaw dropped as I looked her up from her feet to her head and back down again. She stood three feet from me with her legs spread in an aggressive stance. She wore thigh high patent leather lace up boots with closely spaced eyelets, 8" heels and 4" thick soles. Her bare legs grew out from the boots and continued up until she was once again covered this time by an extremely skimpy pair of black patent leather boy shorts, so small were they that they barely covered her shaved pussy in front and no doubt settled well below the ass crack in back and covered no more than a 3" strip of her ass cheeks leaving the full bottom of each fully exposed. My eyes continue upwards taking in my sister's body and attire. Bare from just above the cleft of her cunt to just above her navel, her midriff and breasts were hidden, drawn in tight by a perfectly fit black patent leather corset, with just the tops of her tits bulging out to tantalize my eyes. Her hair was pulled up into a tight ponytail on the top of her head and her arms are held out in front of her clad in patent leather half arm fingerless gloves. She scowls down at me on my bed and she's slapping a braided leather riding crop into palm of her leather clad hand. As I am looking down at her feet I say "I'm sorry..." To which she immediately barked "Shut up!" and whacked me upside the head with her crop. I cried out at the unexpected pain, and she yelled, "Shut up!, Quit your yelping. I barely even hit you. It didn't even leave a mark. I told you not to speak. You will do as I say, exactly as I say, without hesitation, and without question or comment. Or I will hit you, and I will hit you hard!" Then Whack! and a disorienting rush of pain as she hit me upside the head once again, which she punctuated with a loud "Like that! You got it?" I began to nod in agreement and she hit me again; Whack! and shouted "Do you understand!?" I just yelled back "Yes, yes, I..." Whack! and she yelled "Shut up!" I sat silent with my eyes cast down. She barked "Look at me when I'm speaking to you!" Without hesitation I lifted my head and fixed my gaze upon my sisters face. "Good, that's better brother. Now stand up, with your hands behind your back." she said in a more controlled cooler tone. Before she could finish her words I was on my feet silently standing in front of her, staring straight ahead. "Nice video" she said. I said nothing. "Clever hiding spot for the camera as well. I doubt I would have ever noticed it had I not seen the video first." she continued. This was important to me. Somehow she had come across the video on my computer and had determined the location of the camera from it. That explains why only that camera had something blocking it's view. Perhaps she only knew of the one camera and has no idea of the full extent and depravity of my surveillance system's capabilities. Maybe she only thinks I'm a little bit perverted. "So tell me how long have you been recording your sisters private moments?" she asked. Unsure of whether I was supposed to speak I started to say; "Not long..." But she again barked "Shut up!" Her riding crop had a small flap of leather at the end and she snapped it hard against the right nipple of my bare chest. I doubled over in pain and let out a small cry, as she yelled "Stand up, you fucking baby!" As I rose back to a standing position she snapped that thing again, this time against my left nipple. It was everything I could do not to yell out or move away in fear and pain, but I stood there in hopes she would stop at that. "There, there, that's much better brother. Stand and take it like a man." She said as she took a step back and looked me up and down slowly. As her eye roamed downwards they came to rest on my crotch, she lingered there for a moment before continuing her inspection. I had not paid any attention until this moment but my cock was standing at full attention, straining against the waistband of my jeans. Trying it's best to peek out over the top. I truly wished I was wearing a shirt at that moment as I could feel my stiff cock pushing it's way to daylight as my sister stepped from side to side taking a close inventory of my parts. "Looks like someone's happy to see me." She said with a coy smile, adding "well isn't that just darling. It's starting to peek out at me." I stood there mortified. I was as embarrassed as I have ever been, and I could feel the heat in my cheeks as I blushed profusely and the blood filled my face. I must have been beet red, when she said; "Oh, is brother embarrassed? Is it embarrassing to stand in front off your sister, fully aroused, evidenced by the hard red head of your fully erect penis jutting out of your pants?" I quickly glanced down and was shocked by the sight. She wasn't kidding the entire head and a portion of the shaft, down to the circumcision scar where jutting out. There I stood fully exposed and leaking copious amounts of pre-cum. Causing a wet spot on the front of my jeans as it dribbled downwards. I couldn't believe it, this was a nightmare. It was bad enough for her to know I was spying on her, but to have to stand here in front of her, just stand here like this was more than I could bare. I brought my hand around to tuck my cock back below my waistband, which she quickly noticed and Whack! she slapped that crop hard across my knuckles barely missing my cock. She said "Huh, uh. You leave it like it is. It's going to be a good lesson for you to learn how it feels to have someone else see you, see all of you, and everything it is that you do, when you have no privacy. No say in what they can watch and what they cannot." She turned quickly to one side and walked several paces, turned and walked the other direction several more, all the while appearing to be deep in thought. I stood there silently, with my cock sticking out leaking on myself. Suddenly she walked directly to me, stopping within 6" of me. Looking me directly in the eyes as I felt her hand grasp onto my cock head, stroking it till the fingers of her hand were heavily glazed with my pre-cum. She put her lips next to my ear and began to whisper, "Tell me brother, did it turn you on? Did it make you cum? Did it fill you with an incestuous lust to see your sex crazed sister in the waning moments of her orgasm? Lying there spent, and covered in her own cum? Withdrawing her fingers from her own sopping wet pussy, drawing them up to her mouth and lapping and sucking on them like a baby suckling from her mother's breast!? Did it!? Did you get off on seeing me in my most private and intimate act of self indulgence? Did you get off knowing I couldn't do anything about your watching me? Recording me? Did it!? Tell me! Did it get you off brother!? So depraved to lust after your own flesh and blood! You can't deny it now brother, I've got the proof in the palm of my hand!" At which point she squeezed my cock tight in her hand pulling back to once again stare into my eyes as she said; "Did you? Did you like it brother? Did you like seeing me eat my own cum!? Did you!?" I looked into her eyes nodding my head yes and began to say "Yes, yes I..." She immediately slapped me silly across the face. I'm not sure what caused what but I remember feeling it when it happened, and at this moment I attained a new high point of embarrassment as I let loose of my cum into the grasp of my sisters hand. Filling it and no doubt seeping between her fingers. As she smiled into my face and asked me "Is that how you came watching me?" I started to say "No..." but before I could utter a word she jabbed the cum soaked fingers of her hand into my mouth scraping the cum from them with my lower teeth as she just as quickly withdrew them. She quickly stepped back raising her crop and said in a stern voice "Swallow it brother. Or, so help me, I'll knock you into next week!" She just stood there arm raised, poised to strike me putting the full force of her body behind it should I not comply. I looked at her, my mouth thick with my own ejaculate, and I swallowed hard. It was warm, with a sour bitterness to it. It was thick, and it almost made me puke, but I swallowed it as my sister had commanded. It just kept getting worse. Every time I thought I had never been so embarrassed in my life I would be treated to greater a humiliation. To have your sister find out you've been spying on her, making video recordings of her most private activities. Using those recordings for your own depraved masturbatory fantasy incest fests. Then to be abused physically by her only to become sexually aroused by it in front of her. Made to expose your arousal, and brought to ejaculate into her hand. Forced to eat your own cum in front of her at her behest. That's a shit pot full of embarrassment and humiliation all in one day. I was at my breaking point and didn't know how much more of this I could take. Dom Sis Ch. 02 I have just finished confronting my brother for spying on me in my bedroom. He had installed a hidden video camera in my room and had been recording my every action for who knows how long. I found out this morning when my laptop was having some kind of bullshit problem and wouldn't go online. I didn't know how to fix it, I'm not really computer savvy at all. So I went into my brother's room to see if I could use his real quick. He had already left for school and I was hoping he hadn't shut the computer down totally before he left. I sat and slapped a couple keys on the keyboard and it came to life. As the screen came on I noticed he had left a video loaded into his viewer. I figured it was something pervy and since I'm kind of voyeuristic by nature I hit play. The video was of an empty bedroom and I didn't recognize it as my own immediately because of the cameras placement and the tight zoom. A naked girl walks into the frame but it only showed her from halfway up her thighs in the rear to halfway up her back. I thought she had a very nice ass on what looked to be a petite frame. As I was admiring her ass she moved over to the bed turning to lie down on her back with her legs pointed almost straight at the camera. I was staring at her beautiful pussy which she kept completely shaven smooth. She had a nice tight tummy and smaller but perfectly formed breasts. I glanced up at her face and my heart stopped in shock as I recognized the girl as myself. At first this just didn't compute. I mean it was just too abrupt a realization to fully comprehend what it was and what it meant. At first I thought, I wonder if my brother recognized me as well. Not really getting that he was behind it all. I thought I had ended up on the internet somehow and he had come across it. Perhaps he was unaware. I know these are completely ridiculous thoughts now but at the time my mind was still trying to catch up with reality and the truth was slow to reveal itself. Within only a few moments it became all too clear to me. I was watching a recording of me getting myself off. I recognized it from the night before as it was a very memorable session. I watched in stunned amazement as I flailed around on my bed, legs spread wide, my heels pulled tight against my ass. The determined plundering my fingers were giving my swollen pussy was bringing me ever closer to climax, and an earth shattering climax it was. I watched as my orgasm hit me like a tsunami. My legs were straining in the intense build up and in a flash I drove three fingers deep into myself and roughly palmed my clit and held tight. And that was it. My legs slapped shut, clamping down on my hand and as my body convulsed with the aftershocks I rolled slowly to my side and came to rest. I slowly pulled my fingers from my sopping wet pussy and sucked them into my mouth, licking them clean of my sticky essense. Wrapped in the warmth of the moment, I contentedly fall asleep in the fetal position unaware I was being spied upon. I just sat there stunned staring at the screen for a moment as the video ended. I was mesmerized by watching myself in such an intimate and intense moment. As reality began sinking in I snapped out of this hypnotic state a moment later and it all came pouring in. My brother was spying on me! Recording me! For his own perverse pleasure! Here on his laptop I'm completely exposed putting on the show of a lifetime. Doing things I hadn't even shared with any of my boyfriends. Violating my privacy in living color. Me, objectified! I had been reduced to nothing more than something for my brother to get off to! He saw me suck my own cum from my glazed fingers! For some reason that was the most humiliating part of this for me. I never even considered he would do this to me. Oh I was pissed! I had to find that camera. I figured that the camera was positioned somewhere near the shelving unit on the wall across from my bed. I ran into my bedroom to find it. I looked all over the shelves and there was no camera. Eventually I spotted a little hole in the plaster wall board, right up against the bottom of the shelf. Hidden in the shadow of the shelf above and among the items on the shelf below it was easy to not notice but now that I see it, it is plain as day. Recessed slightly from the surface of the wall you could see a tiny glass lens. That son of a bitch! He really did this! I'm going to kill him, but first I'm going to torture and humiliate him! I was running late and had to get to class. I put a picture frame in front of the lens so he would know that I found it and made the video player loop that last 10 or 15 seconds of the clip. I wanted to strike fear into his heart. He would get home before me and I wanted him to sweat it out till I returned. I grabbed my stuff and left the house. I couldn't concentrate in my classes that day at all. I couldn't get the images out of my mind of my recorded masturbation session. My sucking the pussy juice off of my own fingers. Over and over again these images flowed through my mind. I felt ashamed and embarrassed, but mostly I felt rage and it kept rising and rising. I wanted to physically beat him but he is bigger than me. I didn't want to tell on him that just seemed lame and unsatisfying but I needed to do something bigger than just yelling at him. I had to get him back and make him understand what he had done. When I got out of my last class I made a bee line to my car and raced home wanting to confront my brother but still uncertain how I wanted to do that. As I was walking into the house I looked down at what I was wearing. I looked like I had just come home from the country club and brunch with "Tiffany" and "Biff." Very much good girl attire, hardly an intimidating look. At this point I had an epiphany and my plan came together. I happened to have an amazing dominatrix get up I had worn to a sexy Halloween party. My boyfriend went as my slave in nothing but some very brief, lycra briefs, a collar and a leash. The skimpy outfit was sexy as hell but more importantly when I wore it out it made me feel confident and powerful. The riding crop would help with that as well. I had a good feeling about this. To get my point across I needed to catch my brother off guard and be able to intimidate him. This outfit I believed would give me the upper hand I needed to destroy him and totally humiliate him. As I went to my room to change I knew he was sweating it out hard in his room. Waiting for me to come busting in and throw a fit. He knew he was screwed. I took my time changing and putting on my makeup. I wanted to draw out this time out. Make him suffer the torturous anticipation. It had to be an excruciating 30 minutes for him. I checked and he hadn't uninstalled the camera. I bet he wished he could see what I was up too now. Okay ready or not here I go. I blew into his room to find him cowering on his bed with his eyes closed. This occurred only an hour ago yet the interaction is somewhat a blur to me. I yelled at him, accused him of being a pervert. Demeaned him at every opportunity and hit him numerous times with the riding crop. Inflicting real pain. I wouldn't let him talk even when I asked him direct questions. He was off balance and definitely not in control of the situation. When I made him open his eyes I thought they would pop out of his head. I made him strip naked and went about violating any sense of personal privacy he may have had. While I certainly didn't expect it he became aroused. This drove the interaction in a different direction than I had considered. He was embarrassed having to stand naked sporting an impressive yet untimely erection before me. As for his demeanor he was contrite, he tried to apologize but I wouldn't hear it. Mostly though he was scared shitless that I would tell our parents what he had done. It was this fear more than anything else that allowed me to treat him anyway and do to him anything I wanted to. The power and control I had over him was exhilarating. My body was high on adrenalin as my dominance over him grew. I was pretty much winging it for the most part but it was progressing well. At times I think he was honestly scared of me. His hard cock was a blessing in many ways as it kept him humble. I used it and his high state of arousal against him. Much to his chagrin I was able to make him cum twice with little effort. I experienced a tremendous sense of satisfaction as I made him eat his own cum. That turned out to be the true humiliation I sought for him. It was a thing of beauty and poetically just. It warmed my perverted little heart and surprisingly it almost made me cum as he did it on my command. All the sudden I became aware of how aroused I had become during this. I looked down and my pussy juice was literally running down my inner thighs. I decided we had had enough. Exhausted the value of this session. I sent my brother to take a shower. To rinse the sweat, panic and fear from his nakedness and his cum off his face. Whatever cum I hadn't shoved into his mouth. The confrontation had been in your face intense. I knew it was going to be a highly charged interaction but I had no idea how turned on I was going to get. I mean I was mad as hell, I had no intention or expectation of becoming aroused at all. You should have seen him! I put the fear of God in him. I may as well have been Satan himself come to drag his scrawny ass down to hell where I'm gonna make him my bitch. He must have been sweating it big time. Sweating it all day since he got home and saw the looping video segment I had left him. He was seriously rattled when I first came into his room. He obviously thought I was gonna turn him in, and tell our parents. I should. He deserves it, but it would crush my mother and my father would probably cut his nuts off. A couple hours ago I was fine with that, except I wanted to do the cutting myself. But now, as I lay back on his bed, with this new but very real burning desire in my pussy, I am too turned on to think of revenge. I've got two fingers thrusting deep within my pussy trying to bring it some relief. My knees are up and my feet planted firmly on his bed. My legs are alternating between being spread wide, lewdly displaying my dripping cunt to slapping shut tight about my hand. I haven't been this hot in... well forever I guess. I can feel it. Building. Welling up inside of me. Threatening to come bursting out me like a demon. I feel almost like I'm possessed by this imminent orgasm. Like it owns me or something. It finally begins, as I continue finger fucking myself feverishly. As it hits me it is like an explosion of aggression, pain, and fury, turning into an indescribable sense of pleasure. It feels as if it is turning me inside out as wave after wave crashes over me. My thoughts become an incoherent mess and my dirty babble is reduced to guttural moaning and wailing. As the climax passes I feel like I'm falling down the backside of it and I come to rest. Still slightly shaking with the aftershocks of a wonderfully hard cum I lie silent barely moving. My mind is completely blank, and my body sweaty and spent. My fingers still stuffed in my cunt but showing no life. I remain this way for some time lost in the pleasure that radiates out from my swollen and battered pussy. I can't believe how awesome that was. The most intense orgasm in my life. Who would have thought it? Who would have known that just flirting with incest... I don't want to believe it, but I have to admit it at least to myself. Uncertain what to do about it, what to do about this growing desire, this growing need for my brother my own flesh and blood to defile me and for me to defile him. To use one another's flesh to satisfy our most base and depraved sexual deviance. It's a powerful word, difficult to say out loud in reference to one's self. INCEST! Flirting with incest! We hadn't fucked, or digitally penetrated one another's bodies or anything, so it wasn't full on incest, but we had gone where no moral person would approve. I had made him cum but that was in an effort to humiliate him not to derive pleasure from. But I certainly experienced pleasure through this act. There was no two ways about it, we had crossed that line. Should we fight off these desires and turn back before It's too late? No one, certainly not me, could deny a powerfully sexual component to it all. A patently incestuous sexual component which I'm embarrassed to admit I am powerless to ignore. Drawn to like the moth to a flame. I am unsure where to go from here, or how to get there but I know one thing for sure, I'm not turning back, I'm not done with my Brother. Not by a long shot. From the bathroom next door I hear the shower shut off. I quickly pull my patent leather boy shorts on to cover the creamy mess of a state my pussy is in. I place a straight backed chair about two feet out from the edge of the bed facing away from it. I pick up my riding crop and turn towards the door as my brother opens it. He enters the room sheepishly wrapped from the waist down in a fluffy towel. He seemed to be waiting for my direction. I spoke up and told him, "Lose the towel and come have a seat in this chair. We need to have a little talk." He dropped the towel where he stood without hesitation and moved to the chair. I got a prurient thrill watching his semi erect cock bounce with each step he took to get across the room. His erection becoming less semi with each step. By the time he sat his cock was standing straight up, and appeared hard as steel. As I looked directly at his cock and said, "Alright, I need you to tie your ankles to the back legs of the chair." as I threw him two lengths of paracord. He looked hesitant until I began slapping the riding crop into my palm cocking an eyebrow and looking at him expectantly. He quickly began securing his legs to the chair's. I told him, "It doesn't need to be real tight but the knots need to hold." As he completed his task I walked behind him and told him; "Put your arms behind the chair back and hold hands." He complied without saying a word. I securely tied his hands together and he was now one with this chair and his cock still stood jutting straight up from his lap. It looked delicious, I didn't know whether I wanted to suck it or fuck it more, but that was going to have to wait. I returned to my spot before him. I sat in his computer desk chair, our knees almost touching. I sat with both feet firmly planted on the floor with my knees wide apart, leaning my lithe body back, then I spoke, "Okay brother, I don't think you have any idea how violated and betrayed I feel." He started to respond but I raised my hand up shushing him and I continued, "Don't worry I'm going to let you talk in just a moment but I've got to get this out first. I'm as sexual a person as any of us. I thought I was only mildly perverse until today that is. And I'm pretty kinky in a fun and adventurous kind of way. I'm up for most anything sexually but there are somethings where I draw the line." He was listening intently to what I was saying so I continued, "I like to be part of the team. I like to be in on the joke rather than the butt of it. I don't like to be used and I don't like being made a fool of. Through your actions you have done all these things and more. You stole from me my privacy and recorded my most intimate moments. I was ashamed and embarrassed to know you saw me doing those things that are on that video. I'm your twin sister and we have been very close growing up and I can't believe you would do this to me. I had always considered you my best friend." He was starting to tear up and his cock was starting to deflate. I leaned forward and grabbed his cock firmly in my hand and began stroking it lightly. It felt so right in my hand. Speaking to his cock I said, "No, no going soft on us fucker, you've got to stay nice and hard for us, so pay attention!" Looking into my brothers eyes and seeing the upset in his face I asked, "Now, what do you have to say for yourself young man?" He was stunned as he watched my hand slowly stroking up and down his shaft. Quickly enough he brought his gaze up to my face with a look of confused appreciation. He began, "Look, I am really sorry..." I cut him off and said, "Oh come on! No you are not sorry! You're only sorry you got caught. If you hadn't you would be recording me right now. So lets just dispense with the "I'm so sorry." crap. Okay?" He was quiet for a moment and began again, "No, I really am sorry. I don't think I ever really considered how you would feel. Sure I knew you would be pissed if you found out. I really didn't think you would, and you probably wouldn't have if you didn't see that video on my laptop. So I never thought about how you would feel if you did." He paused for a minute to gather his thoughts, and he continued, "Today you made it very clear to me just how much I hurt you. That was never my intention, and I know it's of little solace to you now, but I never wanted to hurt you. I just didn't think you would find out. You have to understand I'm an 18 year old guy, who has an incredibly hot twin sister. Who prances around the house in next to nothing and acts as if she's not trying to tease the hell out of me. I spend most of my time at home with a raging hard on that I've got to hide from everyone. I've rubbed my cock raw on numerous occasions because I've had to jerk off so often trying to get the fucker to relax. I have lived in a constant state of sexual frustration and I can't help but think you know what you are doing to me. You are getting something out of it, so I thought I may as a well too. I don't think it is reasonable to dangle a carrot out there forever and not expect that I may try and get a bite out of it now and again. Only there's no way for me to do that directly without being found out as the pervert who tried to get it on with his sister. I mean you get to tease me mercilessly, and pretend that you aren't, while you are protected from any potential advances on my part by the "incest taboo". You flaunt your body at me, then get mad at me for being attracted to it? For trying to get a look at it? Trying to get some relief or just some satisfaction? I know this sounds lame but sometimes, when you're bopping around in your tiny boy shorts, making sure I get an eyeful of that lovely tight little ass of yours, I just want to throw you down in the middle of the living room floor, rip every stitch of clothing off of you and fuck the living hell out of that ass! Cumming all over it! But I don't, I just head upstairs to my room and jack off. Again and again. I know it's no excuse. I should not have done what I did, but can you understand, even a little why I did it?" I could feel my pussy getting all worked up dripping all it's excitement into my shorts. I was still stroking his cock when I replied, "Well, I think you are being a little too melodramatic, but I understand what you are saying. You're right it's no excuse, and you still shouldn't have done it. But I understand it on another level you may not realize. I am a voyeur by nature. I love to watch others doing whatever they do to get off. The porn I watch is primarily real amateur porn, simply because it's real people really sharing their dirty secrets with us. I love watching that. Live or on video, Of friends or strangers. Some of it's hotter than others but it's that component that draws my interest. So I understand the allure of seeing me and what I do behind closed doors. But you have to understand that I am also a pretty serious exhibitionist as well. I understand what you are saying about my teasing you, I admit to this, and I am sorry for that. I didn't understand what I was putting you through. I thought it was harmless. It would be a little thrill for you while I satisfied my own urges at the same time. And your right also, I do get something out of it. It excites me to no end to have your eyes on me. It's as if I can almost feel the lust it inspires in you. It makes me incredibly wet and quite honestly when you would sneak off to get some relief I wasn't far behind you with my hand in my pants playing with my cooch. I guess what I am trying to get at is if you had just come to me, and believe me I know why that would have been totally improbable, but if you could have without fear of reprisal, and told me you wanted to put a camera in my room to watch me. I probably would have gone along with it with certain limitations." Dom Sis Ch. 02 This made his cock throb and pulse and I began to stroke it faster. My brothers breathing became rougher and he spoke in choppy sentences when he said, "You would have let me watch you?.. Nak... naked, doing stuff?" I was a little embarrassed, and with my eyes downcast watching his cock as the slimy pre-cum oozed out of him, I said quietly, "I don't know, sounds pretty hot to me. Now, I would want some rules, more or less be in control of what I shared, or at least let it be my decision to give that control up. That's what I meant by I would rather be in on the joke..." I paused for a moment and added, "and of course I would want my own video feed to watch you back. That would only be fair." I stopped and remember something else I wanted to mention. "So, by the way, I was wondering is that the only spy camera you've got? Somehow I don't think so. And how long have you been spying on me? And how many video clips of me have you saved." His cock was becoming very rigid hearing this and he let out a low moan and said, "I'm cumming! Oh god, I'm cumming..." I stroked a little faster and he erupted. Spewing his seed straight up in the air. Jet after jet of his hot cum shot out only to come raining down on his abdomen and coating my hand pretty well in the process. I slowed my stroking down and came to a stop. Pausing as I looked at what a beautiful dirty mess we had made. As I pulled my sticky hand away, my brother still breathing hard said, "I will give a full tour of my entire video surveiliance system and give you access to and full control of it and all my archived video files. Let's just say it's been a while and there is a lot to see." and he added a question of his own, "Are you gonna make me eat this load too?" I just laughed a little and with a mischievous smile I replied, "No, I thought I'd be selfish with this load." as I began sucking his cum off of my fingers. His cock twitched a couple times and he let out a little groan at the sight of his hot twin sister sucking and licking the product of their incestuous bonding from her hand. The very fact that it was so wrong and perverted was exactly what made it so hot. The sight of it was driving him crazy with lust, and his erection had returned. Shiny and new, begging for attention. I stood before him saying, "You seem to enjoy watching your sister so wantonly eating your cum." I began undoing the snaps on my patent leather boy shorts, and as I pushed them slowly to the floor I added, "I want you to watch this." His eyes got big as my sweet little dripping pussy came into view. He became very quiet, staring intently at the object of his fantasies. I walked up to him straddling his lap reaching down for his renewed erection and guided his cock into my slowly descending pussy. I enveloped him completely as I slid down the length of it coming to rest on the root of it. He groaned again but more forcefully this time as I let his cock enter me. I sat still on him for a moment. His cock felt wickedly amazing buried in my cunt and now I had to fuck it. Fuck the living shit out of his meat. I began a slow rolling of my hips, riding the length of his cock before rolling back on to it, burying it deep within me. Then again, and again. Slow and methodical. I bent my head down and as he grunted and groaned with each change in direction, and whispered into his ear, "Is it everything you hoped for? Does stuffing your cock into your dirty sister's tight little cunt make you hot brother?" He spit out a choppy "Yes, sister. I love the way your cunt is milking my cock." I was beginning to fuck down on him more rapidly, building the intensity. I was sure he was loving it. I know I was loving every stroke. His cock was so stiff and it filled me just perfectly. Hitting all the right spots. Everything was coming together to create the perfect storm in my pussy. The exhilaration of doing something so wrong, reveling in it, the intensity of this whole day, the fact that I loved having my brother's cock buried so deep in me. All of it. Now I was hammering down on him impaling myself repeatedly on his magnificent member. Faster and faster. I yelled, "Fuck your sister's pussy brother! Make this little slut cum!" as I felt my orgasm boiling up inside of me. My brother screamed "Cum bitch! Cum all over your brothers cock!" I did just that. As my body was overcome by waves of pleasure, and my body began to convulse, brother yelled out between gritted teeth, "Your brother's cumming baby... Oh yes, coming all up in his sister!.. Feel that pussy sucking my cock... Yeah!" As our orgasms subsided I had come to a stop. Resting with his wilting cock still stuffed into me. We sat in silence as we regained our composure and let our actions sink in. Brother spoke first, "That was, fucking, incredible. You're so awesome." "You're pretty awesome yourself. For a pervert anyway." I replied. He laughed a little, and asked, "Are you okay with everything? I mean are we okay? Are you still really pissed at me? I leaned back and looked at him a said, "Oh yeah I'm still pissed at you. This made it better, but you're not off the hook by a long shot. But I think I'll take a different approach as to how I let you make it up to me." He smiled and said "I will do whatever you say, without question." As I pulled off of him and stood before him his cum started pouring out of me. I laughed as I watched this and said, "I think we better get cleaned up. The parents will be home within the hour. I for one would rather not have to explain how your cum came to be dripping out of me. We still have more to talk about, and more than likely some non verbal stuff too. How about coming to my room at midnight, be naked, and if your are on your best behavior, and do as you're told, I might just let you fuck the living hell out of my lovely tight little ass." Dom Sis She wipes the cum that is left on her hand and fingers on my face and head as she steps back and looks at me quizzically. After a few moments thought she said "Drop your jeans, and your boxers and kick them over there by the door." My cock hasn't even begun to go down and I really don't want to stand here completely naked in front of her. She can see my hesitation, and Whack! Whack! again with the crop this time shots to both nipples. Tears burst out of my eyes and stream down my cheeks, as I move my hands to the front of my pants. A moment later I'm standing completely naked, legs slightly spread, cock standing at full attention. I was completely on display for her. This was unreal. She moved me to the center off the room, repositioned a couple of lamps for better lighting and walked circles around me. Inspecting every inch of me. Silently directing my every movement with her riding crop. Tapping on one of my ass cheeks or the other to turn me, a light tap in the same spot to stop, a poke between the shoulder blades to bend forward, slaps to the inside of either ankle to spread my legs, to the outside to bring them together. It was silent except for the sound of my breathing and her boots. Communication was one way, and only via the riding crop. It had become an extension of my sisters hand, it's communication was intuitive, I knew immediately the meaning of each touch, and didn't hesitate to adhere to her commands. I have no idea what is in store for me, and I'm not sure she does either. I'm not sure if she thought this far ahead in her plan or if she was changing course from her original plan but there seemed to be some uncertainty as she went forward. For the moment, however, she was content to circle my naked body and pose it at will. It was as if she was evaluating a specimen to determine it's future. It was unsettling. She circled around, from behind having just bent me forward, my legs spread and my hands supporting me on my knees. She continued full circle and stopped again behind me. She picked up one of the lamps and pulled it toward her, it's bare 100 watt bulb casting it's stark whiteness brightly against my ass. She placed it between my legs, directly below my hanging ball sack. The bulb less the a foot from my scrotum. The warmth of the bulb felt soothing as it enveloped and permeated the core of me. She stepped back slightly. I could feel her eyes gaze intently on me, my ass, and my balls, brightly lit, and over exposed. She paused there for an uneasy moment, then I felt the leather flap at the tip of the crop contact the bottom of my warm scrotum. Lifting slightly, pausing there, then bouncing my balls lightly, as if she were evaluating their weight. Then it drops them and slides the warm leather up across my taint resting on the sphincter of my ass momentarily, causing it to tighten slightly, before retreating from contact with me. Another uneasy moment until again the leather flap, it's flat edge placed firmly in the crack of my ass and against my tightly clenched butt hole. At this touch from my sister I can't help but gasp quietly in surprise, which is met with a Whack! and the corresponding sting on my ass. And it is returned once again pressing intently against my sensitive anal orifice. I remain silent this time and she begins to move the crop side to side as if she is painting the crack of my ass. I realize that this is becoming quite pleasurable and I feel the tightness of my cock trying to grow larger but straining against the confines of it's own skin. I look down to catch a drop of pre-cum fall and swing on it's stringy tether. Swinging and bobbing with each reflexive twitch of my cock. It's on fire, and it feels as if my pulse will pop the head of it. My balls are all of the sudden becoming unbearably hot, sweat is covering my crotch and tiny streams of it are cascading down my ball sack coming to gather at it's lowest point, forming a drop that is teasing to fall away. As the drop separates from my body it begins it's decent to the floor but is stopped short when it lands on top of the hot glass bulb. It made a muffled popping noise and then sizzled as it was boiled away. I had visions of the next drop shattering the bulb casting hot shards of glass against my balls and legs, leaving the bare electrified light element just daring me to slip and impale myself upon it, electrocuting myself in the process. What an inexplicably bizarre spectacle that would make for my parents. Yet somehow I find this preferable to them finding out the whole of it. At just that moment another drop falls, Pop! sizzle. I could even feel the steam against my scrotum. I glance down to find I am hovering about four inches over that bulb. I must have really squatted down in my stance when my sister was toying with my ass, because I'm almost sitting on this bulb and the heat is becoming too much. Just as I'm thinking this I feel the riding crop press against the hamstring of one leg maintaining an upward pressure telling me to stand up. I straighten my legs but remain bent at the waist, hands still on my knees. As she reaches in between my legs I am glad she is going to remove the lamp, but she surprises me once again by cupping her hand around my balls and holding them still for a moment. Then rolling my balls in her palm for a moment, finally stretching her index finger and thumb around them like a flesh cock ring until closing the rest of her small hand around my wet sweat soaked balls. She pulls them back towards her as, in the same motion, she stepped around to my side sliding her forearm along the crack of my ass. This felt exquisite but before I could give it much thought I felt the crop lightly slapping the head of my cock. Bouncing it down, and as it swung back up it was met with another quick slap. It was an intense rhythmic beating of my cock, masturbatory in effect. As I could feel my cum boiling up from my balls I straightened up. She released her grip on my balls as she knelt beside me grabbing my cock with her free hand and aiming the stream of come at the end of her crop, splashing it several times in the process. She seemed very pleased with herself. As I recovered from the massive orgasm my sister had just inflicted on me, she moved to stand in front of me. As I lifted my head and looked into her eyes she said quietly, softly to me "Open Up." as she held the cum covered crop before my face. I looked at her and there was no longer any trace of malice, anger, or hatred in her eyes or face. Just an intense lusty passion. I opened my mouth, and she lovingly placed the leather flap with all the cum she had gathered on it into my mouth and she said "Suck it off, and swallow it my Brother." I gladly obeyed her command. I basked in the warmth of her gaze as she pulled the crop from my mouth, she rubbed my ass affectionately as she looked down on me as if I were a prized possession. She reached out and hugged me, and said "go take a shower, and come back in here. I want to talk to you before mom and dad get home." I was blown away by everything that transpired that day. I was still unsure as where she was going to take this. There was still a very real chance she would tell my parents. I never thought this was going to be how she would react to finding out my secret. I was equally blown away that I was so easily turned into her submissive slave as that has never been my nature. The threat of what she could do to me if she told was all the power she needed to keep me doing whatever she said. My mind was reeling with all the possibilities and wondering what it meant about me. As I walked naked to the shower all I wanted was more. I guess I'm a bigger perv than I had even thought and I have no idea what my sister is capable of. She was way too into this. It scared me a bit, but I couldn't wait to find out what would come next. Dom Sub Experiment "Come on Rick. Would you please give it a try for me?" Kim pleaded. "No Kim. I don't want to talk about it anymore. Is it so hard to believe that I don't want to hurt you?" He said firmly. "You wouldn't have to hurt me, hon... unless I was bad, of course." She said grinning. "Don't lie to me, Kim. I read those stories you sent me from that site. Those men abused those poor women. How can that possibly turn you on?" He said, slightly angry. "You can't tell me that those stories didn't turn you on even the slightest bit. Not to mention you have given me some pretty good spankings in the past. You even used the hairbrush a couple of times." She said. "Yes, fine, I admit they turned me on but I would've had to been dead for them not to. They were hot, but even having said that, I could never beat you with a strap or even a crop. A good spanking now and again is one thing but the other is just plain abuse." He said, trying to reason with her. Kim looked at him pleadingly. "Maybe you didn't understand the reason I sent those to you. It isn't the physical violence that turns me on so much as the complete submission to you. I mean you don't have to discipline me harshly, just be firm and demand obedience." She paused. "Ok, let's say, for instance, that you send me an email in the morning from my master saying that tonight he would be on the train that pulls in at 6:55 and he wants me there to pick him up on time wearing nothing but my coat. I arrive there fully dressed because I didn't have time to go home and change. I have failed to play the game, which started the moment you sent the email, therefore I must be taught a lesson. "Now that lesson could be as simple you taking me home, scolding me and turning me over your knee for a spanking. It is all about you having power over that which you own. The rest of the dominance play could be you giving orders, using my body for your pleasure and expecting complete subservience. Whatever you're comfortable with. It is much like training a dog. You give it orders, and expect it to follow, rewarding and punishing it as you see fit. In that respect it is much like the stories minus the hard core S&M." She sat quietly, watching him over the table waiting patiently for his response. She could see that his mind was working overtime as the varying expressions played over his beautiful face. She thought it was so sexy when he was thinking so hard. "So you're saying that all I would have to do is let you know that the game was on for a particular night, day or even weekend, give you instructions if there was any specific prep I wanted and then you would willingly be my slave, surrendering all dominance to me?" He questioned. She could see that he was becoming aroused by the thought. His breathing changed and he began to fidget slightly. The average person wouldn't have noticed but she had been married to him for over five years. She had long clued in on the signs that she was getting some. "That is exactly what I am saying. I would do or not do anything you requested of me. Let me give you a couple of examples. We get home, and you order me to strip down and wait for you in the bedroom on the bed, in doggie style or whatever. I would go there with maybe a simple, 'Yes my master' and then when/if you felt ready to come to the bedroom I would be waiting exactly as you requested. "Or lets say, you ordered me to give you head and you decided you wanted to cum in my mouth, you would simply order me to suck you until you came or not let me stop until your goal was attained never telling me anything but to suck you, after which point you could either service me, leave me wanting or tell me to bring myself, as it pleased you. You could even demand that I not cum until you tell me I can and then punish me if I fail you. It is completely your call. You are the master and you would own me just like a pet." "Wow! What a power trip! I could definitely get into that." He said excitedly. "I didn't see how you couldn't. You just have to remember that you are not my husband and I am not your wife. I am slave to your master and you have to be firm and unrelenting, much like you would a dog or small child. Subs live to serve and pleasure is derived only from giving their master pleasure and not disappointing them. Anything is a possibility when you are master, no fantasy denied, within limits. You are in complete control of your property." She couldn't believe he was actually considering this. She had been proposing this since they met nearly a decade ago. She had dreamed of being his slave, fantasized about it, but never dreamed it possible. Her pussy became wet with just the thought that she might actually get her wish, but she had to be patient and not push too hard. She had an idea. "How about this. I can tell you're at least curious about this, so why don't you try your hand at being my master? It would only last until midnight. That's only four hours from now. You could stop the game at any time if you became uncomfortable or turned off. What do you think?" She squirmed as she posed the challenge to him, grinding her swollen cunt into the hard wooden chair. "I could stop it at anytime and you wouldn't bring it up again?" He said hesitantly as if she might bite. "Absolutely. Just the fact that you are willing to try this for me would be enough. I would forever lock this fantasy away, only reading about it online." She promised sincerely. "Alright. I will give it a try." He conceded. She jumped off the chair squealing happily, throwing her arms around his neck and kissed him hard on the cheek. "You are going to love this. I promise." She was as happy as a schoolgirl. "Ok. If we're going to do this, why don't you go into the bedroom and freshen up. It is 7:15 now; we'll start the game promptly at 8:00. Don't come out of the bedroom until I call you, ok. In the meantime, I really need to get my head around this. It will be hard not being your husband but instead your master, your owner. Now go on, I need be alone for a bit." He said firmly. She didn't think it was going to be as hard on him as he thought. "Of course, master." She said softly as she headed up the stairs to the bedroom. "Master. I could get used to this." He said smiling to himself sitting down on the couch. He reached for his laptop to re-read the story she sent him. He needed to be sure he knew how to play the role. *** She closed the bedroom door, leaning against it. She had so much to do to make this perfect for him and not much time to do it. First things first, she needed a shower. Short of shaving her legs and underarms she didn't do anything special as far as prep since she didn't really know what he would expect of her. After showering she quickly dried her hair and French braided it. Her hair was so long, almost to her butt. Maybe it was time for a trim, she thought absently tying it off at the bottom with one of the leather thongs she got at Faire. She wasn't sure if she should apply makeup since she never wore it normally, so she decided on just lipstick. She had a tube of red somewhere around here. While looking for the lipstick she came across her box of bondage stuff. These might come in handy. Jeeze, how did they get so dusty in a sealed box? – she thought to herself while wiping the dust off with her towel. Once cleaned, she laid out the restraints and whip on the dresser should he want to use them. In it she also found her spiked collar. Perfect, she thought snapping it around her neck; He always did like it when I wore this to bed. She was almost ready. Now where was that lipstick? She eventually found it behind the dresser. The outside of the tube was dusty but inside it was intact. She would apply this once she was dressed. For tonight, she chose the black lace teddy with matching g-string he had bought her for Christmas last year. "Kim, come down here, please." She heard him yell up the stairs. Panicking, she looked at the clock. It was only 7:56, oh, god. He was summoning her early. She had to hurry. Did she put the teddy on or the lipstick? Would he punish her if she kept him waiting? She decided it was worth the punishment if it meant that she would look perfect for him. Still she wasted no time dressing and applying the lipstick. By the time she started downstairs, the clock read 8:01p. She was definitely late. Shit, she thought. *** He watched her as she ran down the stairs, nearly bumping into him as he stood at the bottom, arms crossed at his chest. He wanted her to know he was not pleased. I can do this, he thought encouragingly to himself, I CAN do this. "Your late! I called you five minutes ago, slave." He said sternly looking at his watch. Oh yeah, I can definitely do this, he thought confidently to himself as he continued. "What do you have to say for yourself?" "I'm sorry, master. When you called me the clock upstairs said 7:56." She said meekly her eyes looking at her feet. "That's no excuse, slut. When I say 8:00, you should be ready early anticipating my needs. I do not like to be kept waiting, slave." He lectured. "I'm..." She tried to say before he cut her off. "Silence! I do not want to hear the sound of your voice unless I specifically request it. Do you understand, slave?" He roared. She nodded in response, never taking her eyes off the floor. "Answer me, wench!" He bellowed. "Yes, master, I understand you and will obey." "Good, now get in the living room. Stand in the corner, nose to the wall, until I decide what to do about your defiance." Without a word she walked into the living room and stood in the corner, touching her nose to the wall. Very good, poppet, he thought pleased at her display. He sat in his favorite chair enjoying his newfound power. He watched her backside like a cat stalking his prey. In that moment he knew exactly how he would punish her. "Slave, come stand in front of your master." Quickly she left her corner, following his orders. "I will hear your understanding of my orders. You may respond by calling me sir, master or my lord. Do you understand, slave?" "Yes, my lord." "Good, good. Now, I have decided how to punish you for your infraction. You will be soundly spanked until I decide you have had enough." He had decided to hit her 30 times but chose to keep that knowledge from her in hopes to frighten her a bit. "Thank you, master." She said somewhat fearfully. "Now, slowly remove your teddy. I wish to see the bounty of your breasts. Leave your panties on." "Yes, master." He watched as she slowly pushed the thin, black straps off her shoulders sliding each arm out. Then, grabbing the satin trim at the bottom, she pulled it up her trim body, revealing her milky skin inch by breathtaking inch. "Stop." He said when she had it just high enough to see her nipples. Leaning forward he pinched her right nipple, pulling her toward him. He pinched it hard enough that she let out a small yell, but that did not stop him from using it to close the distance between them. When she was in reach, he released the rock hard nub replacing his fingers with his mouth. He sucked it into his mouth, scraping it lightly with his teeth, causing her to moan. He lathed her hard nipple, alternating sucking it and biting it. He noticed that her hips rocked more when he bit rather than sucked. This excited him. He released the right focusing on her neglected left nipple. Repeating the same suction, bite rhythm. He was enjoying himself so much he barely noticed her pleasuring herself with one of her hands. He pulled back abruptly. "How dare you pleasure yourself when I haven't given you permission! For that I think I will add 25 extra smacks that may persuade you that I alone give you pleasure. You do not take it. You will learn to obey me slave or your ass will be blistered. Now stay here while I find something to beat you with." He said as his anger boiled off of him. "As my lord wishes." That was all she said. He could tell that she was scared and all it did was excite him more. He left her standing by his chair as he went into the kitchen. There has to be something in here that I can spank her with, he thought at the same moment his eyes found the utensil jar on the counter. He shifted them around until he found the one he was looking for, the plastic spatula. "This is exactly what I need for her final punishment." He smacked it against his hand testing it. It was perfect. His cock twitched in his jeans at the thought of using this on her delicate ass. When he went back into the room and she was still standing in the exact position he left her. She didn't even finish removing her top. He was very pleased. "Take off your top then move over so I can sit down." He ordered and she complied quickly. He sat down getting comfortable then pulled her between his legs. "Take this," he said to her handing her the spatula then continued, "and do not drop it. This is what I will use to punish you for pleasuring yourself without permission. If you drop it, you will be severely punished. Am I making myself clear?" Her eyes widened and began to tear up. He watched as she averted her eyes to keep from betraying her fear. "Now bend over my knee and lets get this over with. You will count off each smack you receive followed by 'thank you, master'. If you miscount or forget where we left off I will start over, and if you cum without permission this will cause your punishment to be extended. Understand me, bitch?" He watched her flinch when he called her bitch, but paid it no mind. The important thing was that she nodded her agreement. "Let's begin." He said very matter-of-factly as he ran his hands over both sides of her ass and the tops of her legs noticing the wet spot on the g-string between her thighs. He had such a great view of her ass and cunt with her over only one knee. He would have to thank her tomorrow for sending him the how to on spanking. He wouldn't have thought to use just one knee, otherwise, and missed this excellent view. He could tell she love the feel of his hand caressing her backside. She was making small noises unable to control her desire. We will have to see if this controls her longing, he thought to himself as he smacked her left cheek hard with his hand. SMACK! She cried out at the sudden pain she felt but she managed to blurt out, "One, Thank you, Master." She had barely finished thanking him when he brought his hand down three times hard, alternating cheeks. Smack, Smack, Smack! The sound filled the quiet room. "Two, three, four, Thank you, master." Her breath was becoming labored and she was squirming. He could tell she was starting to feel it and so was he. He cock was swelling painfully in his jeans. SMACK! "Five, Thank you, master." SMACK! "Six, Thank you, master." SMACK! "Seven, Thank you, master." Smack, Smack, Smack! "Eight, nine, ten." She paused. "Thank you, master." She was crying now. He noticed her body shaking ever so slightly as she wept. Looking down at her ass he was pleased with the dark pink hue it had taken on. "You are doing very well, my pet. I am proud." He said gently caressing her tender flesh. "I am honored to be punished by you, my lord." He could hear her joy even through her now quieting tears. "I will give you a treat for being such a good girl, slave, before continuing." He declared. Before she could thank him he ripped the g-string from her causing her to cry out. He knew it was more from surprise than pain. He tossed the destroyed garment to the floor then parted the lips of her cunt, blowing lightly on the dripping wet slit. "Your cunt is so pretty, slut. You seem to be enjoying my torment, slave. Am I right?" He asked plunging two fingers into deep into her. She bowed her back in response. "Yes, my lord, thank you my lord." She moaned. He pumped his fingers deeply into her cunt savoring the warmth of her sheath. He could tell she was getting close and was not ready to grant her the release she needed so he withdrew his sopping wet fingers. He stuck his index finger in his mouth, treating his taste buds to the tangy sweetness of her arousal. He removed his fingers and held his hand down to her, sticking his middle finger in her mouth. She sucked it clean humming excitedly. When it was cleaned she released his hand, purring happily. He picked this time to deliver his next round of spankings, knowing that she was completely unprepared. He dropped his hands fast and hard five times, drawing a scream from her lips. "Ten, I mean eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen. Thank you, master." He noticed she was out of breath but didn't stop. He smacked her 5 more times before she could recover. He decided however that he would stop at here at 20 with his hand as it was starting to go numb. "Fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, thank you master." She cried out. He didn't think she noticed that she counted fifteen twice. He would remedy that. "Incorrect, slave! You counted fifteen twice. That last one was number twenty. Dammit, bitch. Even after I warned you, you still felt the need to disappoint me." He roared as he tossed her to the floor on her very red ass. "I'm sorry, my master. Please, I beg your forgiveness." She was crying so hard it was hard for him to understand her, tears streaming down her face. "SILENCE! I should start your punishment over since that is what I promised but my hand is tired from spanking you, plus you still have yet to receive your special punishment. I think I will be generous and simply add five to your sentence with the spatula." He watched as a mix of fear, confusion and gratitude flooded her face. "Thank you, my lord, thank you." She said bowing her head to the floor. "Get up, slave. It is not time to rest, yet." He paused as she got to her feet. "Remove my jeans. My cock is too hard to sit comfortably in them." He continued, standing up as she came to him. His cock sprang out of the jeans as she unzipped his pants. She gasped at the site. "What is it, slave? What could possibly be so important that you risk angering me by not removing my pants completely? Make it good. I don't have much lenience left for you tonight." He said clearly showing his impatience for her. "Sorry, my lord," she said as she pushed his pants to his ankles, "It's just that I have never had the pleasure of seeing you without underwear under your jeans before and never has your cock been this hard and red." He cock pulsed involuntarily after watching her moisten her lips. He knew she wanted him to put it into her mouth, but first her punishment to be finished. "Very observant, my pet. It makes me very hard watching your ass turn red, hearing you gasp as my hand comes in contact with your warm flesh. You please me beyond words." He watched her breath quicken at his words, a joyous smile adorned her face. She opened her mouth as if to say something but he cut her off. "Now give me that utensil and get back over my knee. I am ready to begin the last part of your punishment." She hesitated before handing him the spatula. She was scared but the juices he saw dripping down her thigh told him something complete different. He never thought he would enjoy this as much as he was. He needed to hurry with this last spanking. His cock was so hard it ached and he wanted release. Maybe he should have her suck him off before he continued. It would give her the time she needed to rest so she could endure his punishment much better and he would have plenty of time to regenerate while he took his time beating her ass. "I've changed my mind, my pet. Even though you have been a naughty girl, I will allow you the pleasure of sucking my cock. You won't stop until I have shot my cum into your belly and then you will clean me up. Now get to it." Dom Sub Experiment "Thank you, my lord." She said getting to her knees in front of him. "Now slave!" He grabbed her by the braid and shoved his cock into her mouth. Oh god, I am so close, he thought as his cock hit the back of her throat. He slowly pulled his cock back until the head touched her lips then speared her face again. She reached up to grab his balls. "Clasp your hands behind your back, slave." He ordered and she immediately followed. Her mouth was so warm. He didn't know how much longer he could hold it but he wanted her to take his whole cock in her mouth. He pushed his cock into her mouth until he hit her tonsils then ordered her to relax and open wider. As she did he shoved his cock deeper into her throat, causing her to gag as her chin touched his balls. "Easy, pet, relax. Breathe on my outstroke and relax. I wont be happy if you throw up on my cock." He heard her mumble against his cock. He took this as an understanding and began to fuck her face like he planned to do to her pussy, going deep until his balls slapped her chin. "Oh, yeah, baby, suck my prick deep. You are doing so well. I am very pleased." He praised her as he drew close. He pounded her face uncaring if she could breathe. "Oh god, yess, yess. I'm cumming. Yes, oh Fuck!" He shoved his cock deep in her throat one last time as he came hard in her mouth. He shot his cum down her throat, rope after rope. Only when his balls stopped contracting did he withdraw. She took a deep breath of air then proceeded to clean his shrinking member sucking lightly to drain every drop from his shaft. When she finished he rested her head on his lap. "You did well, my slut, so very, very well." He stroked her head like a prized puppy murmuring soothing sounds to her. "I am proud of you my pet. You've serviced me well and your reward will be a reduction in sentence. I will only give you 20 instead of 30 whacks." He said completely wiped out from his cum. She looked up at him with doe eyes. He could see how much pleasure she got from serving him. "You're very kind, master. I'm so lucky to have you. Thank you, my lord." She said to him as she place a gentle kiss on his sleeping cock. Patting her on the head, he asked, "Are you ready to begin again, slave?" "As it pleases you, kind master." She said lifting her head from his lap. He didn't even have to tell her to bend over his knee this time. She was so eager to please him. "Good girl. Now hold still, slut. I don't expect to have to tell you again to sit still, ok?" He said sternly. "Yes, sir. Should I count, master." She inquired. "No, slave, that won't be necessary this time. Just thank me for the generous gift you receive every time I smack your ass." "As my lord wishes. Thank you, master." He snuggled her side up to his groin then administered the first of twenty. WHACK! The sound of the spatula was music to his ears, causing his sleeping cock to wake with a small pulse. She cried out when the plastic hit her already sensitive ass. To his surprise it didn't welt up. He would have to hit her harder. He wanted to see the fruits of his labor. He hit her another time only this time much harder leaving a deep red mark. She screamed as he made contact and began to wail hysterically causing him to pause. "My poor baby. Let master make it better," he said as he drove the handle of the spatula into her gaping wet pussy. He pumped it into her until her wailing stopped and she let out a moan. "That's better slut." He said withdrawing the handle, then immediately spanking her four times hard and quick. He fucked pussy with the handle again. "You like that, bitch," he paused, "Look what beating your sweet ass has done. You have waked the sleeping soldier." His sleeping cock was wide-awake and pressed hard against her side. He brought the utensil down on her deeply reddened ass several times rutting his cock against her in time with his strikes. He was moaning loudly as he fucked again her with the handle. He lost count as to how many times he hit her but eventually she started to moan loudly even when he spanked her. She was close. It was time to end the punishment but not before he drove the point of this punishment home. He opened his legs a bit wider to give him better access to her upper thigh. The how to guide said you should always end the punishment with ten good whacks to upper thigh to make them remember the reason for the punishment. It apparently stings more there. Hopefully it would calm her arousal down some. She was so close and he had to bring her down a bit or she would cum before he was ready. The first strike on her thigh caused her to cry out and by the second she was crying again. He hit her eight more times fast and hard. He could hear her crying hard when he finished. He lifted her up and cradled her in his lap, causing her to wince. "I hoped you have learned your lesson, my pet. You must never, ever take pleasure unless I give it to you. Is that clear, my sweet little slave?" He asked as he kissed her tears from her face. "Yes, sir," she hiccoughed. "Good girl. Now run upstairs and get me some lotion to rub into your tender backside." He said soothingly. "Yes, master. May I relieve myself as well master," she asked as he released her from his embrace and started toward the steps. "Of course, my love. Clean yourself well, after and be quick about it, poppet. It is almost midnight and I want to give you your treat for being such a good slave." "Yes, sir." With that she picked up her pace, running up the stairs. He laughed quietly at her obedience. "Such a good girl," he said proudly to himself. *** She came back down in under five minutes carrying a bottle of oil. "I'm sorry, my lord, but I am out of lotion. All I had was this lavender massage oil." She said lowering her eyes. "It's ok, my slave. It will work just fine; maybe better because of the lavender. You have done well." He said touching her face. He took the oil from her and stood up. "Lay down on the couch so I can massage this in. It will take some of the sting away then I will give you your treat." "As it pleases you, my master." He loved when she said that to him, 'As it pleases you'. It made his hard cock fill to an uncomfortable size. Once she laid down he poured a good amount of the fragrant oil into his palm then rubbed his hands together to warm it. She cried out in pain as gently rested his hands on her deeply red ass. It was on fire. He wanted to feel bad but he just couldn't. This is what she wanted from him and he enjoyed giving it to her. Slowly he rubbed the oil across her cheeks gently gliding over the welts. She was crying softly now as he rubbed her, but this had to be done. If he didn't she would be very sore tomorrow. In this he couldn't avoid hurting her. He tried to soothe her as he added more oil and included her thighs in his massage. "It's alright, my pet. Don't cry. You know you had to be punished. Shhhh, you're ok. Just a bit more. Easy, my slave. I did this only because I love you, my beautiful slave. Master will make it better. Shhh." He calmed her down and she was breathing deeply as he massaged each of her cheeks dipping his hands down into her crack. She moaned, gyrating her hips into the couch when he brushed against her pucker. "You like that, my slave? You like when I touch your ass hole, you dirty slut." He asked as he rubbed her anus with his well-oiled finger, slipping the tip of his finger into the hole. "Oh yes, master. If it pleases you, don't stop." She moaned. "Oh it pleases master greatly, slave." He grabbed his cock with his other hand and slowly rubbed its length with oil savoring the feel. "Oh, yes. Do you want master to fuck your ass, slave? Should I allow that to be your treat, you dirty slut?" He slowly inserted his finger deep into her tight ass, her muscles gripping him tightly. "Pleassse, master. Please fuck my ass. My asshole is yours to possess. Please, master." She moaned. He ignored her pleas as much as he could. He had to ready her before he lost control. He inserted another finger pumping it slowly into her. She was moaning wildly, bucking her hips against his hand. She was as ready as she was going to get, he determined as he pushed in a third finger with ease. "Come off the couch, get on your knees and rest your upper body on the cushion." He instructed. "Yes, my lord and master." She moaned as he removed his fingers from her ass. He watched as she quickly did as she was told. He spread her leg with his knees, getting a great view of her hot ass, her little hole winking at him invitingly. He rubbed more oil onto his aching cock then slowly pressed it against her little rose. "Relax, pet, breathe deeply," he instructed as his head slowly disappeared into her slick tight hole. He felt her sphincter rings contract on his head and then release. When his head passed the second of the constricting rings he felt a small pop and he knew he was in. He stopped, giving her time to adjust to his size. She was moaning loudly now, wiggling beneath him. Slowly he started pushing forward again. It didn't take long before his balls rested against her wet cunt. The heat radiating off her ass was driving him insane. All he wanted to do was drive his rod hard and fast into her ass, but he had to take it slow. He withdrew his cock but not completely. He stopped when he hit resistance. Then picked up the pace a bit as he pumped his cock deep into her ass. "Please, master, please. Fuck me harder. Slam your balls against my wet cunt. Please, master." She cried out. "Oh god! Do you feel me deep in your ass, slave? You like that, don't you?" He asked as he slammed his cock hard into her, causing her to cried out. "Yes, yes. Fuck my ass hard, master, yes. Fuck my ass. Fuck my ass." She kept repeating her litany as he fucked her hard and fast, pumping in and out of her tight hot ass. The sound of his balls slapping her cunt filled the air. In and out, faster and harder until he was so close, so very close. "Oh god! Oh god. Fuck! I'm cumming, I'm cumming so hard in you ass. Yesss!" He slammed hard into her ass one last time and shot his seed deep inside her filling her bowels. He came so hard he saw stars. He collapsed onto her back, breathing hard. He knew she still hadn't come but somehow it didn't concern him right now. "Good, girl, my slave. You are a very good girl. You took your master's cum deep in your ass. Did you like that slave?" He said panting against her back. "Oh yes, my master. Very much. Master, may I cum now?" She asked very sweetly. How could he deny her? "Yes my good girl you may come. Use your hand to bring yourself while I am still in your ass. Let me hear you cum, slave, but be quick I am losing my size." He lifted off her back, pressing himself against her firmly. "Thank you, kind master." He watched as she reached under them fondling herself with her hand, rubbing his balls lightly. Within, seconds her breathing changed and he could tell she was close already. He knew of a way to bring her faster. "Rub your clit, you slut. Yes, you dirty slut. Feel my cock up your ass as you fuck yourself deep. Pump your fingers faster, slave. Fuck yourself deeper. Use two fingers. Deeper. God my cock is so deep in your ass. Cum hard for me slave," he commanded her. "God yes, master. Oh god you cock is still so large in my ass filling me. Oh, god, yes. I am so close, sir." He watched as her breathing became ragged and her hand rubbed fast against his balls. She was close, he could tell. "Yes my pet, cum for me now!" He commanded. "Oh, god, fuck. Oh goddddd. I'm cummmming masssterrr. Yessss, yes! IEEEEE!" The muscles in her ass squeezed his shrinking cock hard, milking the last of his cum from his shaft as she came. He had never seen her cum this hard before. He watched her body jerk as she screamed, and then abruptly she stopped. "Kim, my pet, are you ok, love?" He wasn't worried, because she was breathing very deeply. She passed out, he thought laughing. With a grunt he withdrew his cock and watched as his cum oozed from her stretched hole. He stood up, his legs still a bit wobbly. When he was stable he bent down scooping her into his arms. He carried her upstairs, removed her collar and laid her in bed on her side then laid down beside her covering them both. *** He woke early on Saturday, showered and went down to the kitchen, but not before leaving a note for Kim on his pillow. *** She woke to the scent of frying bacon. Instinctively she reached for Rick, but there was only a note. She panicked but the scent of the bacon frying had to mean that he was still there. She unfolded the paper to read the message. "My dearest slave, Last night was amazing. I am so proud of you. You have pleased me more than I ever thought imaginable. I promise to call on you again to serve my needs soon. Now go take a shower and get dressed. Your husband is downstairs right now making you a feast fit for a queen. You have more than earned it; now hurry up so you can enjoy it. All my love, Master" Her heart felt light and she couldn't have been happier. He would be back. *** She came downstairs just as Rick poured the coffee. He looked up at her as she entered the room. The smile that met her was amazing. "Good morning, baby. I made you breakfast." Rick said meeting her at the doorway with a very passionate kiss. "Did you sleep well, Kimmy?" "Did I ever. I was so tired!" She said caressing the side of his face. "How are you feeling? Sore?" He asked with a wicked grin. "A bit, but I wouldn't trade it for the world." She said seductively. "I'm starving. Let's eat and then we can talk about last night." "Ok. I'm pretty hungry myself, but I don't think there is anything to talk about, really. What happened last night should stay between a master and his slave," winked at her, rubbing the full length of his cock over his sweats. "Well said. Then after we eat should we see what we can do to relieve that raging hard on you're encouraging?" She said reaching into his pants pumping his cock in her hand twice before withdrawing from him. He gasped. "Oh yeah. Now that is something we should definitely take care of," he moaned. "But first, lets eat before everything gets cold." Dom-Sub Swingers Party Monthly parties were the norm. Four husband/dominant-wife/submissive couples were joined by a lezzie dom/sub couple, and sometimes by a male/sub, female/dom couple. But then sometimes the male/female couple switched. Well, they said they switched, but we never saw the male as a sub; maybe the supposed "switch" was to assuage his pride, since the other four males were doms. The party rotated houses and participants, of course. This time we hosted, gathering at 7:30. Immediately upon coming in, the subs were ordered to disrobe, as nudity is required for subs (or at most a see-through negligee top was allowed to take the coolness off). Actually, we kept the house warm so everyone would stay naked and enjoy themselves. In the summer, we were out around the pool, with a high fence to keep out nosey passersby. Doms often brought their subs collared with leash. Each was immediately supplied with soft arm and leg cuffs with loop for chains or spreader bars. After drinks, we sat down and the parade began. Each dom presented his or her sub, pointing out the salient features, including breasts, pussy and ass, usually with a few well placed, and loud, smacks with a riding crop, leash or bare hand, and often with finger penetration into various orifices. Tits were usually well played with and pinched, eliciting the occasional yelp. Pussies were usually swiped with fingers and presented to the sub to lick their juice off. Ass holes were often fingered. Subs who backed off were usually given a well-placed smack on the ass. Some were paraded around with their hand on the dom's cock. Subs' eyes and heads are always down. Most doms require the sub to look solely at the dom's crotch, as the cock (or pussy for female doms) is the center of the subs' attention and desire. That is why they are subs, after all, to please the dom's sexual wants and desires, so they should pay obeisance to that major attribute of the dom, solely. Of course, they look around, and when caught, they're smacked on the ass. That's part of the training. Ours was definitely a "swingers" party. We vetted everyone out, of course, and generally everyone was acceptable to the others. Safe sex of course. If you didn't want to share, then you really weren't welcome. Let's face it at a swinger party, everybody generally fucks everybody or anybody who pays attention to them. If you don't want to fuck around, stay home. We thought it might be problematical in finding lezzie couples who wanted to participate, since many may not be interested in male/female sex. But our couple seemed to like it and possibly the availability of the other female subs for the use of both the lezzie dom and sub helped. On the other hand, the female/dom-male/sub couple were a puzzle; obviously, she was not going to permit him too much pleasure with the other female subs, but when no one was looking, who knew? Plus, some of us were always trying to get him in trouble by getting a female sub to "yank his chain", so to speak. Someone was always telling the lezzie sub to go finger his ass. There was always lots of lube around. After the parade and drinks, the party settled down to business, or heated up if you please. At our party, the "party favors" so to speak, were colorful anal gems. We laid out the brand new toys, one for each sub, in different colors, red, blue, green, gold, pink (for the guy), and lavender (for the lezzie sub). First, the subs were required to bend over and present their asses, spreading them for everyone to see. As we sat around on the couches, a sub backed up and the dom made much ballyhoo out of inserting an anal gem into the sub's ass. After insertion, each was required to stand up and parade around, showing it to everyone and, of course, thanking us for the party favor. The lezzie sub blushed the reddest. I don't think she had been given much anal attention, but she was going to learn what her tight little bung hole is for this time out. Strangely, the anal gem was inserted rather easily into the male sub; obviously his ass had been well-opened by someone. We had to find out. Several of the doms were secretly planning on treating him to some male/male attention, to see how his female dom would react. There is somewhat of an aspect of "get the guest" to swinger parties, after all. If you can't take a fucking and a hard fucking at that, stay home. At another party, the favors had been anal plugs with horsehair-like tails and there was much horse-like prancing around for the subs, hee-hawing and clop-clopping. Laughs and humiliation are the marks of the day. After the laughs, it was time to start the fun. One sub was told to lie down, spread her legs wide and masturbate for us. Two other subs were told to give us a sixty-nine, and went to town on each other, one on top, one on the bottom. Of course, a couple of the doms wouldn't let them alone, poking fingers and dildos into various holes, as they moved around on the rug. One sub was chosen as cocktail table. She got down on hands and knees and a tray was set on her back to set drinks. Another sub was selected as bar-girl, with a strap hung around her neck connected on two sides to a tray, then a strap around her back to secure the tray. She was escorted into the kitchen to get drinks and bring them out to doms. Each was warned that spills would be licked up. We all loudly decided that the lezzie sub and the male sub should put on a show. The lezzie dom didn't seem to mind. The male sub was told to show us the lezzie subs female attributes in detail. He looked at his female dom for reassurance, but the hoot calls prevailed, with the lezzie dom watching, amused. First, he put his finger in her mouth and told her to suck. Evidently someone had trained him. Then he played with her tits, and when the crowd yelled, he pinched her tit and twisted it, eliciting yelps from the lezzie sub. The lezzie dom laughed, and obviously had pinched her many times. Since he was getting hard, the crowd yelled "Jack him, slut, jack him!" She seemed to touch the offending appendage rather gingerly, we thought. More yells to "Pump him like the whore you are!" Obviously, she was not well-trained in jacking off a male, but come on, anyone can learn. It was apparent that eating pussy was the sub's forte. A few of the guys whispered, "She'd be doing plenty of that soon," along with sucking cock. "Suck him." He then "shows" us her pussy, rubbing her clit, to yells of "Finger fuck it whoreboy." Which, he did. She kind of bent over, showing her anal gem. The crowd then yelled "Pull it out and finger fuck her ass!" He plopped the offending gem out and showed it around clean. "Bend over slut," the yells persisted. She then bent over and flashed her brown hole, while he finger fucked it. Rather easily I'd say, but then she had the anal gem up there for quite a while by now. "Oh, well," his female dom put an end to his play, "that's enough fag boy." So, he immediately pulled out of her ass and knelt down before his dom. "Ah?" the crowd yelled. "Spoil sport."More drinks and food for the doms, but no food for the subs as they remained kneeling quietly beside their dom, legs spread for easy viewing. "OK, play time girls and boys." So, next we all moved to the "Sweat Box" as we like to call it. The subs were led in on leashes, crawling, with many smacks on their asses, and some fingers up their pussies and asses. Some were whipped by their masters, or other doms, since it's fair play for all at swinger parties. The Sweat Box is your typical BDSM dungeon, with all the necessary equipment. A board hung from the high ceiling held metal loops, and from each loop hung a strong strap with metal snap for connecting to the wrist cuffs, usually there were two, but we added four more for this party. On one wall was the ubiquitous "X" brace for punishing subs, including various chains, braces, spreader bars, a whole row of whips, braids, cat-of-nine tails, switches, and horse whips, along with some "horsey" equipment for playtime (maybe some other time we'll get into horseplay). By now, everyone was "hot" so to speak, and ready for serious sex play. A couple of doms decided to see that the male sub and the lezzie dom received particular attention; attention they would not (or might on the other hand) appreciate. It was time to play "get the guest". We wanted to know how far their doms would let them go. First, each sub was instructed to raise their arms, with the two wrist cuffs hooked together and secured to the strap hanging from the ceiling. The subs hung side by side, close together and touching; we purposely had the lezzie sub and male sub secured to two loops beside each other, so they constantly rubbed each other. Actually, we had positioned those two loops even closer for this evening's fun. We wondered how the lezzie sub liked the males's dick constantly rubbing against her, as the subs were variously twisted, spun around, pinched and smacked. Everyone was oiled up with lots of baby oil, so they freely slid against one another. The lezzie female dom wasn't paying attention, as she had taken a liking to one of the female subs, and was twisting her tits rather roughly, while alternately finger fucking her rather generous ass and tickling her clit. Each of the subs had been lubed up, front and back, and several had pinchers attached to their tits, some with chains, others with feather decorations hanging down. Two doms were paying rather particular attention to the male subs ass. Obviously, they had plans for it. One was stroking the sub's dick, with the obvious hope that the male would shoot off so they could laugh at him. By now, the four male doms were in play mode, having removed their pants altogether or in leather straps or chaps. Hard-ons were evident, and being poked between various legs, fore or aft. One dom had the lezzie sub from the rear, pressing his cock between her legs, while pulling on her tits, and smacking her ass. From the front, she was rubbing the male sub and obviously his dick was rubbing her pussy. One dom was using a riding crop on another dom's sub, alternating swatting her tits, ass, and front of her pussy Another dom approached the male sub with the obviously intent of fucking his ass, either with a rather large dildo, or maybe his own large member. The female dom looked on wide-eyed, as I guess she didn't realize her sub was going to receive male attention. The female lezzie dom came over to her lezzie sub, grabbed her chin and asked her how she liked men. I don't know if the sub's expression was one of enjoyment, or her eyes were closed to avoid the whole thing, but her dom woke her up with a sharp slap on the rear. I think the sub was getting off on the male attention. The lezzie dom then smacked the male subs dick rather smartly, I'd say, and he spun around wilting. The female dom had enough, and laughingly moved on to another sub, spinning her around and smacking her ass as she spun. The female dom now seemed to be enjoying one of the female sub's rather large hanging tits, alternating sucking and smacking them. First, she put nipple clamps on the sub's tits, then she inserted a rather large double dildo up her ass and was pushing it in and out, to her, if not the sub's, delight. She brought the sub hanging next to her butt to butt, and inserted the other end of the double dildo in the second sub's ass. Now she had two subs butt fucking each other, while she played with the two sub's pussies. Nice scene. We thought she was really getting into it and kinda liked her. The female sub on the other end was lifted up and straps attached to her thighs, pulling her up into a sitting position in the air with her legs spread widely apart. Several doms approached her, licked her pussy, and fucked her front and back, at the same time, DPed in the air. I decided to treat one of the subs to an ass fucking myself. I slid a stool under her, sat down with my dick sticking up rather stiffly if I do say so myself, and pointed it at her ass. I raised her up until she was poised over my dick, on her tip toes. If she came down she would be impaled on my dick. She struggled while I alternated smacking her ass, reaching up and pinching her tits and smacking the inside of her legs with a switch, so she had to spread them. Which, of course, lowered her onto my dick. Being well-lubed, she could not avoid taking my cock up her ass, even though she tried her best to avoid it. Finally, her strength let out and she slid down on my dick. I pumped her several times, and she yelped and finally grew to like it, but since the fun wasn't over yet, I gave her a few more strokes and reluctantly pulled out with a plop. She slumped, obviously fucked but expecting more. Two doms decided to give one sub the double treatment, approaching her with hardons from the front and rear at the same time. After putting a spreader bar on her leg cuffs, she was wide open and could not avoid their attentions. At the same time, they pushed against her, and her eyes widened, not believing she was about to be DPed. Each gave her about a half-dozen strokes, one after another, and then all at once in. Her eyes were closed and obviously she was feeling it, good or bad it was hard to tell. But, again, no one wanted it to end yet - there was more fun to come, or cum, that is. Another dom was giving a female sub the cat-o-nine tails treatment, lightly slapping her back, ass, tits, and pussy with the leather straps. She was getting red and obviously hot. Finally, we let the subs down onto the mattress pads and sheets laid out in the room. The real "fun" was to begin. Everyone picked a sub and proceeded to some serious fucking, mostly anal sex, I'd say. Anyway, that was the way I intended to get off. One sub was handcuffed face down, hands behind her back and strapped to her legs, pushing her ass in the air, ready for easy access to both holes. The male sub was sucking one male dom's dick, while another plowed his ass for a while. The lezzie sub was eating another sub's pussy at the direction of the lezzie dom, while the dom smacked her ass and yelled, "Well, do you like it? Do you like eating strange pussy, my little cunt?" One of the female subs, who was told to go after her, approached the lezzie dom from the rear and started licking. She spread her legs and the sub went to town on her asshole. At least two of the female subs were sucking cocks, one after another. Several of us dom's had discussed it and we were all going to get at least one stroke, or hopefully more, into each one of the sub's mouths, pussies and asses sometime during the evening; it was going to be full penetration of all holes. The four male doms had also made it clear that the lezzie sub was included in all male sex activities; we were going to find out how her dom liked her being used by males, front and rear. Once I saw the female lezzie dom and another female dom in a rather nice sixty-nine, with a look of consternation on her lezzie sub's face, but then she was getting fucked in the ass at the time, so who knows what she was concerned about. Finally, we all picked a sub for the grand finale. I chose a rather thin sub of one of my friends, who was busy doing the lezzie sub anyway. Pinching her tits, I told her, "Come on, time to suck cock, bitch," as I pushed my dick into her mouth. "Don't bite, or this will turn into an ass whipping, sweetheart." Laying on her back, with her arms hooked together behind her back with a dick in her mouth, she must have been uncomfortable, but she slurped on my dick. After all this was not for her pleasure, it was for mine. "Ok, honey, time for a fucking," as I turned her over, head down on the pad and ass up. First, I gave her a thorough finger fucking up her ass and pussy, and then leaned down and licked around that brown fuck hole, while continuing my finger assault on her cunt. She grunted. I think she was feeling it, or feeling discomfort at having her face ground into the sheet, I don't know which. But, then I didn't care either as I intended to make this fucking last and one she would remember. My dick was feeling neglected, so I pulled her up a little higher. After putting a little more lube on my dick, I started rubbing it around her ass and down across her slit, being sure to hit the clit. Now she was definitely moaning. Of course, there was so much noise and activity in the room, it was hard to tell who was moaning and who was groaning. "Ok, sweetheart, time for Big Ben," as I like to call it, and jammed it up her cunt with one swift motion. That elicited an expulsion of breath as the air was blown out of her. Stroking time, "Damn, you are tight. Nice." My dick was feeling the long evening's partying and I knew it wouldn't last much longer so I pulled out with an "Oh," from the sub. Quickly, I pushed it up against her puckered up brown fuck hole, leaned down, kissed her back, and said, "Guess what's next?" She sort of looked around, her mouth open, as I pressed some more lube into that tight bung hole. "I think you enjoyed that." But, then I smacked her ass rather sharply to remind her who's boss. "Time for your nightly ass fucking," as I pushed my dick into that well-lubed hole. "Wow, that's tight." More stroking time, and "Oh, yea, nice, nice." I kept giving her the full six inch strokes, in and out. "Squeeze it now. Yea, that's it, fuck that dick cum-girl." About a dozen more strokes and I was worn out. The night ended with a bang, the big climax for everyone. Kisses all around, and plans made for the next party. Dom/sub Take Care of Each Other I hear you turn the TV off in the living room and make your way around our apartment turning off all of the lights and locking the door. I'm in bed already and have been eagerly awaiting you to join me. I climbed into bed about half hour beforehand and started to read. When you walk into our room I'm sitting up in our bed, leaning against our king-sized headboard reading my book. I'm topless, wearing sexy black lace cheeky panties. You always insist I wear cheeky panties because you love when my juicy ass hangs out of my panties. All the easier for my nightly spankings. The white sheet from our bed is wrapped around me, covering my breasts, tucked up under my arms. You walk in and I turn toward the door to greet you. You glance over at me and tell me how you've locked up. I see your glance briefly pause. Then as if rewinding, you do a double take as you notice the white sheet, thinner than you remember, is stretched over my full breasts. Finally! I think as both my breasts, and I, have craved your attention for a couple of hours now. I can see your hunger manifest as you study the way the sheet hugs the outline of my breasts. You're thirsty. You're thirsty to suckle the milk from your sub's soft breasts and erect pink nipples. I see your thirst. My breasts feel it. Without notice, my milk lets down, filling with sweet, creamy milk for their owner. Your eyes are now fixated on the outline of my curvy breasts bound tightly by the sheet. You look up and down the outside of my left breast, admiring the way its' roundness moves past the side of my body. You then admire the same curve on my right breast. You start licking your lips, it's evident your gaze has now moved to how my puffy pink nipples are poking through the thin, white sheet. My milk leaking through the sheet. My hard pink nipples now stuck to the sheer sheet in all of its milky wetness. I reach my hand out and softly pat the left side of the bed, "Lie down, Sweetheart, it's time to rest." You lie down next to me, turn on your right side and use your left index finger to free my breasts from the sheet. You nuzzle into my big breasts for warmth and comfort. They're all yours. It turns you on to know that you have laid claim to them; sole ownership, they are yours and yours alone. As you settle into bed our legs naturally intertwine under the covers. You reach up and cup my engorged, leaking breast with both hands, slowly lifting it to your lips. You stick your tongue out and circle it around my nipple. Stimulating it. Preparing it. While licking my nipple you can't help but notice the weight of breast. I have gone up an entire cup size in two weeks and you have a sense of pride in how you've been working so patiently and so consistently to fill them with milk. You open your mouth wide and latch on. You take my nipple deep into your mouth. Mmmm...you feel so damn good. You hear me moan faintly as you start to suckle my breast. I'm straddling your leg under the covers and you feel a dampness on my panties where my thighs wrap around your strong leg. Then I pause and revel in that nanosecond, that one moment of the incredible sweet release of that first sip of milk that sprays into your mouth. I love knowing my milk is going into my Dom's mouth, feeding him, nourishing him. In same moment you enjoy finally tasting that familiar milk that you crave from my body. There is nothing like the very first sip of your sub's sweet, creamy milk squirting down your throat. You work hard to take care of me so in these moments you enjoy relaxing and letting me express my gratitude by taking care of you as you indulge on my sweet milk. You press down just behind my taut nipple, and finish with a firm tug. Your manhood rubs against my leg in all it's length. We hold one another, deeply passionate. You're entire body relaxes in my arms. You're home. I cradle you close to me, lovingly and sensually, sharing my warmth. I'm gently running my fingers through your hair. You return the affection by cupping my soft, heavy breast with both hands to guide my nipple to the center of your mouth. You have been nursing for what seems like hours. You're eyes are closing... you're drifting off, then a few more sucks, then drifting off again... you're starting to feel full. Content. You sleepily arouse for a moment, eagerly fill your mouth after one final tug of my nipple, the last drop of milk slides down the back of your throat. You're full. Seconds later you fall fast asleep at my breast with my nipple still in your mouth. You stay latched to me as you sleep. You're blissfully content. Nothing makes me happier than to see my Dom satisfied. I gently lean down into you, my lips brushing the top of your ear and whisper, "Night, Sweetheart." I notice the right side of your mouth raises ever so slightly. You're letting me know you adore your little sub who works hard to make sure you're satisfied. It's true. I do. Always will.