4 comments/ 51649 views/ 4 favorites Slave Night By: Allsmiles013 These are my first set of submissions. Please comment and offer advice. Both positive and negative are welcome. :) I just ask to be truthful and polite. * You were already getting ready to go out. Tonight was Roberts slave night that he owed you fro a bet that he lost. You asked Debbie if she wanted to tag along and help. She eagerly said, "Yes". You were going to try and talk to her at work or over the phone to set up some things that you two were going to have him do but your busy schedules prevented you from talking for any significant amount of time. Tonight was going to have to be done as you went along. You were thinking of any S&M, slave, and control movie or website that you have ever seen. You remember something Robert mentioned about CFNM that intrigued you. It stood for Clothed Female Naked Male. You had a feeling that tonight would end up ok. It was still early tonight but you and Debbie thought that it would be better to start as early as possible in order to get as much out of it as you two could. Debbie was going to finish getting ready at your house so that you can start before you all leave. Robert is relaxing on his recliner, enjoying his freedom before Debbie gets there. He has had a few beers already because he knows that he will be driving the rest of the night and will not be allowed to get drunk. The dogs start barking and your mind starts to race through the possibilities of the evening. Robert stays in his seat, letting you get the door because he says that "technically" his slave time hasn't started yet cause Debbie wasn't in the house. You smile and plan on getting him back later on. You get to the door and Debbie is standing there with a big bag of things. You let her in and ask her, "Are you ready to start?" She smiles and answers, "Hell yeah!" You yell, "Robert, get your ass over here!" You think to yourself of how good it felt. Robert comes around the corner with a half-ass smile on his face, knowing that he is in trouble now. You say to him, "Say hello to Debbie." He smiles at her, "Hello Debbie". You chuckle, "Not like that slave, down on one knee and kiss her hand." Reluctantly Robert kneels down and takes Debbie's hand. She smiles at you and returns her look to Robert. He looks up at her from his knee and says hello just before putting his lips to her hand. He starts to get up and you shove him hard. He falls and looks at you like you are crazy. Knowing he must take everything you do you him, you ask him, "Did I give you permission to get up?' You put your foot on him. He looks at you and says no. "No what?" you ask. He looks a little confused. "Umm, no ma'am?" he says, unsure of what you want to hear. You think for a minute. "You will address me as Mistress." You look over at Debbie. You can tell that she has already been thinking of what she wants to be called. She speaks up and says, "You will address me as Mistress D." Robert takes a breath, looking up at both of you and asks, "May I get up Mistress?' You smile at him then at Debbie and say, "Yes", you lift up your foot and walk away grabbing Debbie as you go. You both go into your room and finish getting ready and plan what to do next. After about 30 or 40 minutes, you both are ready and decide to start with Robert. You let Debbie call Robert this time. "Slave, get over here right now!" she yells. Robert comes walking around the corner. Seeing him walking she stops him in his tracks. "I don't think so, you better come running when we call you." Robert walks away to go beck to the living room. Debbie waits a minute, telling you how fun this is going to be. Once again she yells. Quickly, Robert comes running around the corner. You can tell that he is trying to get used to taking orders of this caliber. "Yes Mistress D?" he says. Debbie tells him that it is time for him to start getting ready. First she tells him to shower. When Robert starts walking to his room you yell at him to stop. "What do you think you're doing?" you ask. Confused and in a demeaning tone he says, "Going to take a shower like you guys told me." You quickly slap him across the face and tell him not to talk to you like you are stupid. He quickly changes his tone. He says that he is sorry and asks you both for forgiveness. You and Debbie both have smiles across your faces. You tell him that before he goes into the shower that he must be undressed. He says that he knows and that he was planning to undress in the bathroom. You let him know that he is going to undress right here, in front of you and Debbie. He looks a little hesitant at first but offers no argument. You can see the submission in his face. It gives you a sense of power. You and Debbie watch as he lifts off his shirt. Next he starts taking off his pants and you bring out the whip that you have been hiding behind your back. You whip Robert across his chest and he winces, more from surprise than pain. "Slower" you tell him, "take them off slower." He starts once again, looking at you in the eye. You can tell from his look that he will do ANYTHING you ask. You feel yourself starting to get wet. Robert is still undressing. He is lowering his zipper. "Is this slow enough Mistress?" he asks. "Yes Slave", you say. "What do you think Debbie?" "I think I want to watch him shower for us." She says. "And you better wash good Slave." She throws in at the end. "Yes Mistress D." Robert says. He finishes taking off his pants and stands there in front of you. You tell him to turn around so that you both can inspect him. He slowly turns around and you look him over lustfully. You look over at Debbie and she seems to have the same look on her face. She looks as if she is breathing a little heavier now that he's undressed. He's semi-hard but not erect, you are happy that it doesn't look small in front of Debbie. You whip Robert across his ass and tell him to head to the shower. Once in the bathroom Robert turns on the water and waits for it to get to the right temperature before he gets in. You ask him what he is waiting for and give him a stupid look. "I'm waiting for the water to warm up." He says confused. "Did you ask if you could wait?" you say. 'No Mistress, may I wait? You look at Debbie, who looks to you and shakes her head no. "Well," you say, "you heard her. Get your ass in." Robert tries to smile slightly as he puts on foot in the shower. You can tell by the look on his face that it must still be really cold. You and Debbie smile at each other in amusement. Once he's inside the shower and it warms up a bit, you tell Robert to keep the curtain open and start washing. The water is flowing over his body dripping from his chest. Your heartbeat speeds up as you watch him start to wash. He starts by washing his hair. Debbie sits down on the toilette and you notice her squeezing her thighs together every once in a while. Next, he starts to wash his body. You and Debbie watch carefully, forgetting that you two are able to order him as you please. Finally realizing this, you nudge Debbie to get her attention. She looks at you then back to Robert, waiting to follow your lead. "Slave, are you washing good?" you ask. "Yes Mistress." He says. He puts more body wash on to make sure you are convinced. "I'm not sure that you are Slave. Come here." You motion for him to move closer to you. When he does you grab his arm and turn him around. Running your hand over his wet, naked body. Inspecting it carefully. "Not bad, but you can do better." You say as you continue to run your hand over him. "What do you think?" asking Debbie. She smiles and scoots closer to the tub, never getting up from her seat. She looks up at Robert as she places her hand on his body. Her hand slides easily over his soapy chest and down his stomach. You turn him around once more and you both inspect his ass by running your hands over it. There are suds completely covering his body. You and Debbie have a lustful look on your faces. You can feel yourself getting wetter as time goes on. You are pretty sure that Debbie is wet as well. Yours and Debbie's hands are moving smoothly over Roberts back and ass, down his legs and occasionally in-between his thighs to tease his balls. You figure you guys better stop so you turn Robert around once more. His dick is standing straight out point at the both of you. Debbie's mouth drops slightly open, obviously shocked. His dick is throbbing and is now begging for attention. Debbie looks at you. "Should we check the front too?" she asks, as if requesting your permission. "Yea." you say, "he can't do anything right." You tell him to grab a hold of the curtain rod so that you both can check him real good. With his arms raised you start moving your hands over his body, as if you were inspecting or looking for something. Debbie follows your lead. You look at Robert's body; water running over it; soapy and slick. You want to push him down and take him inside of you ... but you know that it will be better if you wait. You slide your hands down to his thighs. Debbie does the same, looking over to you occasionally to make sure you are ok with everything. She is smiling and has the look of excitement on her face, like a little girl on her birthday. You move your hand up his thigh stopping when you have his balls resting in your hand. You can see that Robert is a little nervous like this. It makes you laugh knowing you have 100% control right now. Debbie decides to get in on the game so she leans over to you and whispers in your ear. You smile and give her a nod of approval. Debbie stands up and gets close to him. While looking in his eyes she reaches down and grabs his dick in her hand. He starts to smile until she starts squeezing harder on his dick. Robert looks a little confused and even more nervous than before. "Did we say that you could get hard?" Debbie asks as she applies a little bit more pressure. "Uh, no Mistress D." Robert says, looking back and forth from you and Debbie. You still have his balls in your hand and you occasionally give them a little squeeze to remind him that you still have them in your possession. "Why is your dick still hard Slave?" Debbie asks. "I'm sorry Mistress D., I can't help it." he says. "Well you better!" Debbie tells him as she squeezes harder. Robert winces slightly as his once rock hard dick softens. As his dick starts to go limp Debbie releases her grip. Robert gives a sigh of relief. Debbie leans to you once more and whispers something else in your ear. You smile again and look up at Robert as you grab his now soft dick and balls gently in your hands. The look of concern returns to his face. Debbie looks at Robert and playfully slaps his face as she says good boy. "See," she says, "I knew you could help it." She steps closer to him, looking him in the eye. "Now...I don't want to see that dick get hard unless I tell you that it can. Do you understand?" "Yes Mistress D, but I...." Debbie slaps him across the face, harder this time. "I said it won't get hard unless we say so, understand?" she looks to you and you put a little bit of pressure on his dick and balls. "Ok, ok." He says. "It won't get hard until you want it to Mistress." You stop squeezing and start gently running your nails over his dick. Debbie smiles. "Good boy." She says. "Now if you don't want Ava to hurt you again, I'd suggest you keep him under control." As soon ad she says that, Debbie gets a sly grin on her face and gets closer to Robert. She looks him in the eyes. Robert is still holding on to the shower rod so his arms are still raised. Debbie brings her arms up and starts to unbutton the top of her shirt. Robert looks at her and watches what she is doing. As Debbie unbuttons further, her large breasts are exposed more and more. You smile, knowing what Debbie is doing. You look down and see Robert's dick starting to react. You quickly remind him with a squeeze to his dick. He quickly looks away and tries to distract his mind. His dick starts to go down again. You look up at Debbie and pull her down to your level, which just happens to be at the same lever as Robert's dick. He looks down at the both of you and once again decides to look away. You remind him that he cannot get hard with out permission. With saying that, you bring his now soft dick towards your mouth and stick out your tongue. You can tell that he is concentrating very hard. His lips are moving and his eyes are closed. He is somehow managing to stay soft. You are very surprised. You laugh to yourself and look at Debbie, motioning for her to join you. She places her hand on Robert's ass and brings her mouth towards yours while sticking out her tongue as well. You time it just right where both of your tongues start licking Roberts shaft at the same time. You look up at him as you do this. You see his surprised reaction as he opens his eyes to confirm his senses. As soon as he sees the both you and Debbie licking his shaft his dick springs to life in a matter of seconds. You and Debbie continues to tease him a little longer before you stop and say, "Come on Debbie, he obviously can't control himself." As you stand and walk out of the bathroom. Debbie follows closely behind you, smiling on her way. You peek your head back in the door and say to him,"Oh, and if I can tell later that you finished yourself off in the shower, I PROMISE you that this will never happen again." You blow him a playful kiss as you leave, smiling to yourself because of how good it feels to have so much control. You and Debbie sit in the kitchen and talk about the rest of the night as Robert finishes up his shower. Soon you hear the shower turn off and Roberts voice calling out your name. You smile at Debbie and yell back to Robert that he needs to stop yelling and come to you in order to ask a question. While you wait for him to come ask you whatever he wanted to ask you, you reach over to the chair next to you and show Debbie something. It's a towel. Debbie now gets it and laughs, saying how bad you are. But that doesn't stop her from turning her chair to get a better view of the entrance of the dining room. Before you know it, Robert is walking into the dining room to where you both are. He is dripping wet still from the shower. The water is crawling down his chest and body as it quickly starts forming a small puddle at his feet. He tells you that there are no towels anywhere and if you could get one for him. After making sure both you and Debbie get a good look at him, you reach over to the chair next to you and grab the towel. You toss it to Robert and tell him to hurry up because you and Debbie want to leave. As he walks away you stare at his wet, dripping ass walk away from you both. Debbie lets you know that that was a nice trick with the towel and that she'll have to learn from you. Robert walks around the corner shortly after, fully dressed and ready. "Mistresses', are you ready?" he asks. "Yes slave, let's go." You say as Robert offers an arm to both of you. You each take an arm as he walks you out to the car. You see that he has already put the top down to the convertible. Robert opens the door for you and lifts the seat forward so that you can sit in the back. Debbie follows you but you notice when you sit down that she is taking a little bit longer climbing in the back. You smile and figure she is enjoying teasing Robert with her skirt as she bends over to get in. You look at Robert and see him staring at her ass as she climbs in. He looks over at you and smiles cause he knows that you caught him. He puckers his lips and blows you a loving kiss. You blow one back as he puts the seat back and climbs in himself. As he pulls out of the driveway he asks "Where to Ladies?" You and Debbie tell him that you are going to start off with Platinum Night Club, he doesn't say another word and starts driving. As soon as he gets there he drives to the front of the club instead of parking first. When he stops the car, he immediately gets out and helps the two of you out. You see him walk up to the doorman and start talking with him. He soon returns and tells you both to head inside and he'll park the car and meet you inside. You and Debbie head inside without having to pay cover. Once inside you both look around. It isn't as busy as you had thought it was going to be and are happy about that. Not long after you find a seat for the two of you, you see Robert looking around for you both. Debbie tells you to let him look because it's not your job to help him in any way tonight. You smile and complement her on her good thinking. After a few minutes, Robert finds you both and immediately starts looking around for a seat for himself. "What are you doing?" you ask. "Looking for a seat." He says without thinking. You quickly stand up, 'Excuse me?" you say. He remembers as soon as you stand. "I'm sorry Mistress, I'm looking for a seat to sit down." He says. "How do you know we want you sitting down?" Debbie asks from her seat. Robert looks frustrated again and it makes you smile. "May I sit down Mistresses'?" he asks. You simply reply "No." and take your seat. "You can go get us some drinks though." Robert asks what you both want to drink and heads for the bar. While Robert is at the bar, you and Debbie talk about how much you both are enjoying this. She also asks about what kind of limits you and Robert have agreed on when out in public. You tell her about your limits but it doesn't seem to discourage her. When Robert gets back you say, "Thank you slave." And grab Debbie's hand. "We're going to go dance." you tell him. "You wait here...STANDING!" you emphasize. He smiles and says, "Yes mistress." The seats that you found are right next to the dance floor, so you can se Robert perfectly. You decide to tease him a little more. You lean towards Debbie and whisper in her ear. She smiles and starts moving seductively as she gets closer and closer to you. You start moving closer as well. You make sure Robert is watching as you and Debbie get more into your show for him. You never take your eyes off him as you lean to Debbie and start teasing her ear with your tongue. You see Robert smile and you blow him a kiss once more. He blows one back. After the ear thing, Debbie starts getting into it. She presses her chest against your and runs her nails over your neck. She trails from your neck, down your neckline, and onto the tops of your breasts that are exposed from your revealing top. She continues to go further as she dips her fingers into your cleavage. You look and realize that she is completely into it and not even looking to see if Robert is paying attention anymore. You decide not to say anything and enjoy her attention. As she continues to dance seductively, her hands do not stop what they are doing either. Her fingers are in your top now, pulling it lower than it already is. Suddenly you feel her fingertips brushing against your nipples. You take a deep breath as the excitement sends chills through your body. Robert is just standing there watching you two. You feel yourself start to get wet again. Before you know it the song is over and you and Debbie are heading back to your seats. You are breathing heavy but you're not sure whether it's because of the dancing or of the teasing that Debbie was doing. Once seated, you look up at Robert. He looks as if he's breathing a little heavy as well. "Should we let him sit now?" you ask Debbie. She looks at him and shrugs her shoulders. "Sure." She says. "Thank you Mistresses'." Robert says. He looks a little relieved. He finds a chair and brings it to the table, sitting between you and Debbie. "So" you say, "did you like the dancing?" Slave Night Amy looked at the clock. 4:30. Her master would be home soon, and she went to the bedroom to prepare. As she stood she squeezed her pussy, drawing the balls she wore insider her deeper. As she walked, she could feel the slight vibration coming from within, causing a slight tingling feeling in her stomach. She dropped her robe and got in the shower, quickly washing her long red hair. Grabbing her razor, Amy shaved, making sure every square inch was silky smooth and hairless. When she was done, she dried quickly and grabbed the outfit the was instructed to wear. Starting with her panties, she pulled up the small lace v-string. the tiny triangle of delicate fabric barely covering past her clit. She straightened the strips of fabric that wrapped around her shapely hips and passed between her ass cheeks, tucking the pink string of the balls that barely Hung out of her neatly between her freshly shaved lips. Amy wrapped the matching garter around her small waist and pulled on the sheer white stocking, clipping them to it. the stockings had a lace top and rose to her mid thigh, the fabric cool against her skin. she grabbed the bra and clipped it behind her back, pulled the unlined demi cups up over her tits and straightened the straps. Amy walked over to the full length mirror and stood before it. she could see her nipples and the slit of her pussy showing clearly through the open lace. making a few final adjustments, she grabbed the final piece, a white lace choker, and tied it around her neck. as she looked at herself, she couldn't deny how attractive she was. she squeezed again, keeping the balls in place and walked to the couch in the living room, glancing at the clock. 5:00 pm. soon. She laid down across the couch on her back, legs spread open. she placed one hand above her head, and the other over her panties, cupping her pussy. Amy lightly stroked the lace, knowing her master would want her ready when he walked through the door. Her fingers stroked around her clit, and as she began to move her hips, the vibration of the balls inside her heightened her arousal. She slowed her movements, not wanting to be too close to cumming when he came home. When Amy heard the truck pull into the drive way she stood up, walking over to the door. She stood off to the side, her feet apart and her hands behind her back holding her own wrists. Mike walked in, and smiled as he approached Amy. His hand went between her legs and he ran a finger across her clit before cupping her whole pussy and kissing her neck. she moaned as she felt his lips and tongue caress her skin, and as he began to rub her, the balls vibrated inside her. Her legs started to shake as she became fully aroused. Amy's moans became louder as she struggled to keep her hands behind her back, resisting the urge to reach for his cock. Mike stopped, not wanting her to cum. Yet. He led her to the bedroom and told her to get on the bed. Amy obeyed. She lay on her back, legs open so that mike could have full view of her body. He looked at her up and down and told her to wait. She lay there as Mike went and took a quick shower. She moved her hips against the air, making the balls move inside her, making her pussy wetter. He was out in less than ten minutes as usual. Mike toweled off, but did not dress. He walked to the side of the bed, his cock already semi hard. Mike reached between her legs and once again rubbed her through the sheer lace of her panties. Amy moaned and grasped his cock, stroking it, and feeling it harden in her hand. "Put your head over the bed." Mike said, and Amy obeyed, repositioning herself. As her head tilted back, she opened her legs as wide as she could, knowing what Mike wanted. He put his cock on her lips. Amy began to suck under his head as he grabbed her tits through the lace bra. Opening her mouth, she took him. His cock slid over her tongue, and the taste of his pre cum on his tip filled her mouth. she began sucking as he slid his cock in and out of her mouth, relaxing her throat in preparation. "Touch yourself," he said. Amy's hand eagerly went to her panties. She rubbed her clit through the lace and moaned around his shaft. He thrusted into her, and Amy held her breath as she felt his thick head penetrate her throat. She felt her neck bulge with him as inch after inch of his shaft slid into her. As her lips press hard in to his balls, she knew it was in all the way. Amy squeezed her throat around him and he moved slightly in and out. After a few seconds, he pulled back, and Amy gasped for air, the thick mucousy spit from her throat stringing itself from her mouth to his cock. "Please master, may I move the panties?" she asked. "Yes" mike replied. Amy's hand slid the lace to the side, and she shuddered as her fingers touched her bare clit. she rubbed it fast, and as she opened her mouth to moan, mikes cock slide back inside it. He slid a hand into her bra and pinched her nipple, as he did, he forced the head of his cock back into Amy's throat. Her body tensed, but relaxed when she didn't gag. He moved in and out of her throat faster as she rubbed her clit. With a sudden thrust he slid all of him into her mouth and held it there. Amy's eyes watered as his balls pressed against her lips. He grunted, then pulled out of her completely. she breathed deep to catch her breath. "come," he said, "get on your knees." Amy hopped off the bed and did as she was told. Sitting on her knees with them spread apart, she could now feel gravity pulling at the balls that were still inside her wet pussy. Without being told, she took Mike back in her mouth. She sucked and licked all up and down his shaft. As her head bobbed up and down, occasionally taking him deep, his breath quickened. She concentrated on sucking his head. Mike cried out in pleasure, and came. when Amy could taste the first of his cum in her mouth, she buried her face into him, taking his cock deep into her throat. She squeezed and swallowed around him, feeling his cum shoot into her and slide down to her stomach. When she felt him cumming no more, she slowly withdrew him, sucking hard and making sure there was nothing left in his shaft. Amy opened her mouth, showing mike that only a few drops remained on her tongue. He nodded in approval, and then Amy swallowed the rest. She gave his tip one last lick with her tongue, and looked up, meeting his eyes, "Is master happy?" she asked. Mike smiles, "Yes, now stand up." Amy did, and assumed her submissive position, standing before him with her legs apart and hands behind her back. Mike kissed her neck, his hand tracing down her stomach until until her reached the little triangle of lace that covered her pussy. She moaned in anticipation. Her crotch ached with desire and she squeezed, the balls moving back up inside her. His hand cover her lips, and he rubbed, his mouth moving to her collarbone. A little cry escaped Amy's lips and her face flushed. "Please master, may i cum too?" she asked. "No. not yet." he said. Mike took her by the hand and led her to the living room. The balls vibrated inside Amy with each step and sent little waves of pleasure through her. He sat down on the couch, and told Amy to sit beside him with her legs open. She did. He took her hand and placed it on his balls as he turned on the blu ray player and pressed play. On the screen Amy's favorite porn started back up from where they had stopped watching yesterday. A small brunette was riding a thick cock, her hips grinding hard as she moaned and sucked a second one. Amy felt twinges of pleasure as she watched the the second man walk behind the woman and begin to slid his cock in to her ass. Her hand reached between Mike's legs and grabbed his cock, stroking it as the woman in the porn moaned and cried out. She lowered her head between his legs and suck his balls. Mike was hard again, but she wanted to build up his cum. Amy couldn't take it anymore, her pussy throbbed with arousal. "Please take me" she said breathlessly. Mike smiled and stood. He pulled Amy to her feet and held her wrists behind her back as she walked to the bedroom. Mike got on the bed, laying propped up against the headboard. "Strip for me." he said. Amy began seductively swaying her hips, running her hands down her firm body. she caressed her tits and moved them down her stomach. She slipped her fingers underneath the waist band of her panties and pulled on them, turning around and bending over with her legs apart. Mike moaned at the sight of how the lace caressed her pussy perfectly. She stood and lifted a foot to the bed, and with her body turned toward Mike, she unclipped the stocking from the garter and slid it down her smooth leg. Amy tossed it aside. she unhooked the garter and removed the remaining stocking. As her hips still swayed to some unheard beat, she unclasped the bra and let it fall to the floor. The feeling of the balls moving with her hips was intoxicating, and she lifted her hands high above her head, turned, and fell onto her back on the bed. She lifted her legs high and pulled the panties down, drawing her knees to her chest as she removed them completely. She rolled to her stomach, and drawing herself to her knees, she put her hands behind her and grabbed her own wrists. "now what Master?" Mike moved closer and cupped her bare pussy. her hairless lips were hot with arousal and she moaned as he touched her. He slid his finger into the loop of the string hanging out of her and pulled slowly . Amy moaned as the balls stretched her opening, they weren't quite as wide as Mike's cock, but close. the first ball popped out, and she let out a hard breath as her opening closed. He pulled again, and as the second one left her, she suddenly felt empty. Mike tossed the balls onto the floor, and grabbing her hips, laid back, bringing her over him, straddling him. The head of his cock teased her lips now, and Amy rubbed her lips against his shaft until his head found her tight opening. Amy lowered herself onto him, moaning out as his thick cock spread her tight walls apart. She relished the sensation as his long shaft slid inch by inch into her, touching her in her deepest places. As she put her full weight on him, she felt the head of his cock pressing hard against her back wall. She felt as if she would tear if he were any wider. She felt full. Mike grabbed her hips and ground her back and forth on his cock. she moaned and cried out as she felt his shaft moving her insides around, her body flush with pleasure. "Oh god!" she cried as he thrust his hips up. Mike pushed her back, and Amy grabbed her ankles for support. His thumb brushed over her clit and the sudden intense pleasure made her walls twitch. Mike could feel her contract around him and moaned in pleasure. He rubbed her clit fast, and within a minute, Amy's whole body shook and tensed as she came. She cried out, her pussy contracting hard around him, squeezing against his intrusion. As her muscled spasmed hard and fast, Mike kept himself deep inside her and moaned at the sensation of her cumming around him. At last her body relaxed, she leaned forward, trembling from the intensity as she lay her head on his chest. Mike rolled them over and sat up, still inside her. Lifting her legs, he placed them on his shoulder and leaned over her. Amy's pussy was hyper sensitive from her orgasm and she moaned loudly as he began to thrust hard and fast. his head pounded against her back wall. Amy's pussy was now sore from being stretched, and she was about to beg him to stop when he pulled out of her slowly. Her walls ached and throbbed as he moved her legs off of his shoulders. She moaned in relief as the blood rushed back to her calves. Mike leaned over her and kissed her neck, moving his mouth down to her tits where he sucked her stiff nipple. Amy moved her hips against him as she felt his cock press against her stomach between them. "Roll over" Mike said as he raised himself to his knees. Amy did, and as soon as she was on her stomach, Mike grabbed her hips and pulled her in to doggy position. He rubbed his cock between her pussy lips and Amy braced for the painful penetration of him entering her while she was sore. Her body shook, but suddenly his tip was pressed against her ass hole and before she could realize what he was Mike was doing, he was pushing his cock into her ass. Amy gripped the sheets hard and moaned out as his cock stretched her colon. Trying to relax, she breathed deep as he pushed in to her deeper, his shaft now filling her ass. Amy felt dirty and naughty, and she loved it. She pushed her ass up against him, taking the last of his cock in to her, and squeezed. They both moaned out. Mike Grabbed her hips and began to move in and out of her, slamming his cock in to her ass. Amy screamed out in pleasure as she felt his balls slapping against her pussy with each thrust. Mike didn't last long with her tight ass squeezing around his shaft, and soon he thrust deep and held it. Amy felt the slight pain deep inside her of his cock stretching her, and then she felt him cum. She couldn't feel it splash against her walls like she could when he came in her pussy, but she knew what his cock twitching madly meant all the same. She bore down on him, gripping him tight, and she knew he was done when he pulled himself out of her. Amy stayed in that position for a moment, basking in the feeling of total satisfaction. Mike untied the choker from her neck, and as she felt it fall to the bed she knew they were equals again and the role play was over. She got to her feet and embraced Mike, kissing him deeply as they held their bodies close. Amy felt his cum begin to drip out of her and run down her leg as they got in the shower and washed each other clean. Later, as they lay in bed, Mike slipped his cock back into Amy's pussy. She gasped from being sore, but took him as they spooned, his hand draped over her, cupping her tit. To tired to move, they both just lay there - enjoying the feeling of closeness as they drifted off to sleep. Slave Night at The Club {Authors note: Hello erotica reader! This is the fourth story describing Emily's sexual escapades in a swingers club. I have intentionally avoided giving in-depth detail about the unique relationship between the narrator and Emily to benefit the (literally!) thousands who have read their earlier adventures. I find this kind of information important when I read an erotic story so for those who do so as well--I apologize. However, the first couple of paragraphs in the original story, "The Club", should give those desiring such information all they need to know. Thanks for reading! I hope you enjoy!} * * * * * My friend Emily called me at work on a Tuesday evening, reaching me only a few minutes before I was set to go home. "Hey! Did I catch you at a bad time?" "No!! Not at all! I was just about to head home. What's up?" I was excited to hear her voice. I hadn't spoken to her in several weeks. "I've got something important I want to talk to you about! Do you have a few minutes?" Hear tone sounded serious. Concerned, I walked around my desk and shut the door to my office. "Yeah! Is everything okay?" The way she spoke, I feared something bad might've happened to her. "Everything's fine! Listen! Do you remember David? The owner of that club we've gone, too." "Ah, yeah!! I was in the same room while I watched you two fuck each other!! Remember?" I said, my voice intentionally full of sarcasm. Giggling briefly, she shot back, "Shut up!! Anyway, he called me last night. He had a very interesting proposition for me and I want to get your feedback. Maybe a favor!" My feeling of concern was now rapidly being replaced with titillation as I asked, "What was his proposition?" "He wants to have a charity event at his club to raise money for the Freedom of Speech Coalition. It's some organization that protects people and groups from government censorship. Anyway, he's going to set up a pajama party that is going to be open to couples only." Anxious for her to get to the point, I interrupted, "What's the proposition though?" "I'm getting there!" she snapped before continuing. "At the party, he thought it would be fun to have a slave drawing!" Pausing briefly, drawing in what sounded like an excited breath before saying further, "He asked me if I would be one of two or three people who would be a slave!" Hearing this, I swallowed heavily as I adjusted how I sat. I needed to make room in my pants for a growing erection. My voice was now softer as the arousal I now felt steadily grew, asking, "Did he tell you what a slave would have to do?" Her voice was getting softer as well and I knew she was becoming aroused, too. "They would be a sex slave…obviously! But the slave could set predetermined limits on what they would or wouldn't be willing to do." After pausing a second, I said, "In an drawing you could be won by anybody though. Some really unattractive people could win you! Could you turn down somebody who won?" "No!! David emphasized that the person who was willing to be a slave would be open to anyone! He said he hasn't figured out all the details yet. But, he does want it to be fair and open to anyone who enters." Curious, I asked, "Could you do that? Be a sex slave for anyone who won?" After a few seconds, she said, "I've thought about it! If some guy won who's ugly, I think I'd just try to get him off with a hand job or something before I let him fuck me. That, or make him do me from behind so I wouldn't have to look at him." I shook my head as I heard this but it wasn't from disgust. I couldn't believe how far in the sexual realm my friend was still possibly willing to go. Now, Emily was no saint! I knew she had had a number of sexual liaisons with men through the years but in the last few months I'd seen her sexual experiences and desires fly into the stratosphere. Her openness and lust for sex was very exciting to me. However, I still felt like I needed to make sure she thought of everything as I asked, "What about a girl? If you weren't attracted to her!" "Close my eyes, spread her legs and just put my tongue to work!" Saying this, matter-of-factly. I was now speechless. I found it incredibly erotic that this beautiful, 26-year-old woman was seriously considering allowing herself to be a sex slave---open to giving herself to any complete stranger! Before I could say anything further though, she continued. "I don't know what it is! But, the thought of it all, the randomness of it all is extremely titillating to me! I've been wet ever since he asked me if I would be willing to do it!!" As I sat there in my office, I wished I could see for myself how wet she was firsthand. Refocusing though, I asked, "Did you ask or did he tell you why he asked you to consider doing this?" "He was sweet! He told me I was one of the most attractive women to ever set foot in his club. Not to mention someone who was likely daring and sexual enough to go for it." She then paused and I sensed she was smiling as she said further, "He also said he has overheard a number of patrons talking about me. Hearing people asking if anyone had seen me. Some wishing they could have a shot at playing with me!" "That's flattering!" I said, not surprised that people at the club had been talking about her. She was a gorgeous women and she had thoroughly fucked those who had had the pleasure of having sex with her at the swingers club before. We were both then silent a few moments before I said, "I get a very strong feeling that you have already decided that you want to do this! Am I right?" "Yeah! But do you think I should?" She asked, almost innocently. "If the thought of all this has made you wet since he asked, you might regret it more if you didn't do it! If it's exciting you this much then you should definitely go for it!" After saying this, I found my heart was now pounding! The thought of her actually going through with this was exceptionally arousing! "There's only one thing though! David still thinks we're a couple and I'd only do this if you went to watch out for me! Can you go?" Saying this with a tone that was hoping I wouldn't disappoint her. Sitting there, reality suddenly hit me! My family was home now and getting away would be difficult! However, I knew I would be the one who would seriously regret not being able to support my friend and witnessing all this. Quickly, I asked, "When's he having the party?" "Next Saturday!" She said, sounding hopeful. 'Fuck it!' I thought to myself. 'You only live once!' "My wife is home now but I'll think of something! I'll be there! Just let me know early next week what time I need to pick you up!" Hearing me, she laughed briefly with excitement. Then, just before she ended our conversation she said, "I promise I'll make it up to you!" With that said, she hung up. Sitting at my desk, I realized I was now literally shaking as testosterone coursed through my body. As I tried to calm myself, I couldn't help thinking, 'Okay genius! How the hell are you going to get free from the house on a Saturday night without getting caught!' Part II I did think of something---Golf trip!! I hadn't gone on a golf outing for over a year so I got little protest from my wife when I informed her that some business colleagues were going to a golf resort out of town for the weekend. However, instead of leaving the city early Saturday morning, I rented a room a local hotel and watched movies the rest of the day. It felt like an eternity for the day to pass until Emily and I finally arrived at the club. When she called me earlier in the week, she told me that David had invited us to arrive before the party was to begin so she could get ready. But--more importantly--so he would have time to give Emily all the details concerning the slave drawing. He guessed correctly that withholding these details until only an hour or so before the drawing would increase her anticipation for the night ahead. With her facial expression showing both excitement and fear of the unknown, she listened intently as David told her the rules, "There are going to be two other slaves with you tonight--a very, attractive couple named Devon and Sophia. All three of you will be the individual prizes in two separate rounds of drawings. For the first drawing, each of you will be available for any couple that pays a $30 entrance fee. The winning couple will then have "rights to the slave" for 30 minutes. During this time, the couple can take you to a private room I've set aside and have you do anything they desire, as long as it is within the limits of things you'll be willing to do sexually." As he said this, he handed Emily a checklist so she could mark down what she would or wouldn't be willing to do. Glancing at it, I could see it covered several basic sex acts including anal, oral, etc. David then continued, "The second drawing will be a "wildcard" drawing. For a $50 entrance fee, any individual or group up to four can enter their names for a chance of winning the slave of their choice." I looked at Emily when I heard "group up to four" and saw that she now had a serious look on her face. I could feel my heart beating faster as David continued, "It could be either a group of three men, or four women, or whatever. But, whoever wins will have the same rights as the couple who win in the first drawing. However, this round will have no time limit and the winners can go wherever they want too in my club." David then paused a few moments, concerned about the serious look now present on Emily's face. "Are you sure you still want to do this?" Watching her, we both could see her fidgeting as she tried to control a growing mixture of nervousness and arousal. With her faced lightly flushed, biting down on her lower lip, she simply affirmed that she was by lightly nodding her head up and down. For Emily, it was soon going to be "play time". Part III Within an hour of the party's official start time, some fifty to sixty couples were now present in the main social area of the club. The ambience of the pajama party quickly became festive as couples mingled, drank or danced. Earlier, as people arrived that night, everyone received a card explaining the details of the slave drawing including what each individual slave was willing or not willing to do sexually for their "masters". Between reading these descriptions, the theme of the party itself, and the obvious fact this was a swingers club to begin with--it didn't take long for one to feel a high level of sexual energy in the air. Sensing this, David decided it was time to give the crowd what they wanted—a view of the slaves themselves. The first person to be introduced was Devon. He was African-American, standing about 5'11" and was a muscularly chiseled, athletic specimen. A man in his early thirties, he generated a highly favorable response from the crowd--especially the women. Confidently wearing only briefs, he leaped onto the top of the bar's countertop and walked the full, squared length of it, drawing some lustful howls from a majority of the women as their eyes focused on the obvious bulge in his trunks. As I sat back and watched, I had a strong sense that a lot of the women present had just been hit with a case of "ebony fever". I also had a feeling that a number of the men in the crowd were hoping they would get a chance to sit back and watch this ebony stud hammer their wives as well. Next was Devon's wife Sophia. 'Stunning', is what I thought to myself as I watched this Mediterranean beauty get gently lifted onto the bar. She was in her late twenties, stood about 5'7" and weighed around a 115 pounds. It was the men who now voiced their approval as Sophia walked around the bar like a model on a catwalk, occasionally stopping to seductively grind her gorgeous body in a way that teased those in the crowd. Soon though, she mesmerized most of them even more when she performed an erotic striptease, slowly removing the top piece of her red, satin lingerie fully exposing her large, beautiful breasts. Even from a distance it was easy to see that her dark nipples were erect with excitement. When she was finished and exited the room, I had no doubt that every man present now had an erection like myself. Finally, it was Emily's turn. The crowd was now electric and everyone howled approval as she walked into the room. I hadn't seen her for nearly 30 minutes as she readied herself for the night ahead and I gasped when I saw her on top of the bar. Petite at 5'4" and weighing about 108 pounds she looked absolutely stunning in the black, transparent body stocking she was now wearing--her seductiveness highlighted by a black chocker around her neck. As she walked around the bar, she ran her hands through her sandy blonde hair as she seductively swayed her body side-to-side. Stopping at each corner to run her hands over her breasts, squeezing them to tease both herself and those watching her. As she did this, I occasionally glanced into the crowd and could see people licking their lips--an obvious sign of hunger for her. Her time to show off her charms quickly passed though and she too left the room. David then allowed another twenty minutes to pass, allotting time for anyone with any second thoughts to enter the drawing. Eventually, satisfied that everyone was ready, he called out all the "slaves" to join him and began to draw names of future "masters" in front of the now anxious crowd. Instantly, cheers went up in celebration for each lucky couple selected for Devon and Sophia. My full focus was then placed on Emily as she nervously scanned the crowd. Watching her, I had a strong feeling she was selecting couples that she hoped would be drawn for her. I had another strong feeling that despite her nervousness and unexpected fate, her pussy was likely soaking wet as she stood there before the crowd. Finally though, David withdrew a card that possessed the names of Emily's future masters. Part IV Initially, I felt a sense of relief, immediately followed by a pleasing surge of adrenalin when I saw the couple selected move forward to claim Emily as their prize. Both were attractive, each appearing to be in their mid to late forties. Both were athletically built, each possessing a body that was pleasing to the eye. Emily confirmed her approval too, smiling broadly as they approached. Their names were Stephanie and Sean. For the next few minutes, I watched from a distance as the three exchanged pleasantries. Then, as had been established earlier, Emily had the couple follow her upstairs. David knew earlier that Emily wanted me to watch out for her but felt that my presence directly in the room might taint the experience for those who won. As a compromise to Emily and myself, he admitted that some of the private rooms actually had two-way mirrors hiding a small area where he sometimes liked to secretly observe the carnal activity of his patrons. It was here that I would get to watch Emily's next adventure. It took me several minutes to work my way through a maze of extremely narrow passageways until I finally reached the place where I could see through the two-way mirror into the room where Emily was now with the couple. Looking in, my heart skipped a beat when I saw her standing in front of these two strangers conversing with them. The entire time, slowly running her fingertips over her breasts, at times purposely stimulating her nipples that were clearly visible under the body stocking. Watching, I didn't know if she was doing this intentionally or subconsciously. Either way, Sean looked completely entranced as he watched while using his hand to slowly caress his wife's inner thigh. Quickly, I applied a set of headphones so I could hear what the three were discussing. "You're extremely pretty!" Sean's wife said. She looked like she was enjoying the sight of Emily touching herself as much as her husband was. "Thank you!" Emily replied, smiling shyly. After a few moments though, she said "So, is watching me touching my breasts all you're going to request of me tonight?" Saying this in a way that indicated she would be disappointed if it was. "No! We both think you're gorgeous! We just want to set back for a little bit and enjoy the lovely sight of you touching yourself!" Sean said as he continued petting his wife. The couple then focused on Emily a short period of time until he spoke again. "We know we won you as our slave tonight. But, we both truly want you to enjoy being with us as much as we know we would being with you!" Emily slowed her self-caress as she listened. Sean then looked directly into Emily's eyes and asked, "Do you really want to be here tonight?" Emily smiled, pausing briefly before responding. "Uh, huh!" For Emily, his simple question had a strange way of making her want him. Her femininity enjoying that he was assessing if she was comfortable being here with them. Now knowing that all of them were truly full, willing participants, Sean purposefully tried to increase the sexual tension that already existed between them. "So…would you mind if my wife and I each took turns tasting you?" Emily bit her bottom lip, lightly blushing, as she replied, "No! I wouldn't mind that!" After absorbing her husband's question, Stephanie spoke next, asking, "Would you mind pleasing my husband's penis with your mouth?" I could see Emily starting to breath faster, her excitement growing. Softly, she said "No! I'd do that!" "Can I watch you taste my wife?" Sean then said, his voice now trembling slightly. Emily sighed hearing his bold request, shyly replying, "Yes!" Quickly, Stephanie took things even further and said, "Can I guide his hard cock into your pussy?" Emily bit down on her lower lip once again, breathing deeply. "Uh, huh!" Everyone was then silent for a moment, the three fully enjoying the verbal foreplay between them, each now trembling from their heightened level of lust. Eventually, Emily broke the silence, asking not so shyly. "What do you want me to do first?" Quickly, Sean said, "I want to watch you fuck my wife! Make her pussy wet for me!" Hearing him, Stephanie swallowed in response to her husband's command. Emily said nothing as she followed his request and moved directly in front of Stephanie. As both women stared into each other's eyes, Emily placed her hands on Stephanie's shoulders and boldly pushed her back onto the bed. Then, moving on top of her with her knees around Stephanie's waist, Emily reached down and began to softly caress the soft skin of Stephanie's upper body. First, using her fingertips to please her, watching as Stephanie closed her eyes, obviously showing she enjoyed Emily's touch. Initially, Emily intentionally avoided touching Stephanie's full breasts, purposely trying to increase her desire to be touched there as she teased her sensitive skin around them. Eventually though, she slowly began to pull down the straps of Stephanie's lingerie and saw she was succeeding in building Stephanie's excitement when she quickly assisted her in easing the top portion of the lingerie to Stephanie's waist, fully exposing her breasts for the first time. Then, Emily rewarded Stephanie's patience as she slowly moved her hands over them, firmly squeezing them, producing a quick, pleasing sigh from her. Her sighs continuing as Emily fully focused on her breasts, spending time either running her fingertips over them or firmly massaging them. At one point, purposely making Stephanie's nipples erect by gently pinching and pulling on them, increasing their sensitivity. As this was happening, Sean watched intently as he witnessed this beautiful stranger slowly tease his wife, knowing Emily was steadily building her arousal even more. Emily sensed Stephanie's growing excitement as well and, in time, decided to increase it even further by leaning forward to bring Stephanie's left nipple into her mouth, making Stephanie gasp as she did so. Her gasp soon followed by continuous moans however as Emily took turns pleasing each of her nipples. Doing so by gently biting, sucking, or twirling her tongue around one. Feeling each nipple harden as she slowly worked from one erect, sensitive nipple to the next.