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Meeting Raquel

By: Floydman1



We had met, of all places, at a coffee shop. I had been surreptitiously admiring the plump, shapely ass of the sexy redhead in front of me when I heard her voice and was hooked. I decided right then and there that I'd do quite a lot to get a chance to talk more to this lady. I hadn't even seen her face! But when I heard that sexy contralto voice it was all over.

I was happy to see that since the place was so busy, there was nowhere to sit by myself with the paperback I'd brought with me. It just so happened that the only empty seat was right across from the beauty with auburn hair and the hourglass figure.

I walked over to the table that she'd just sat down at, nervous as hell. Here goes...I thought. "I'm sorry to bother you," I said, "but would you mind if I sat here? Every other seat's taken."

Instead of a sigh, or even an outright denial, to my surprise, her pretty face broke into a gorgeous smile. "Sure."

"Thanks," I said, smiling, a little nervously. "I've never seen this place this busy."

"You must never come here on Saturday mornings, then, do you?" she asked.

"Can't say that I do. I've never run out of coffee on a weekend before."

She laughed, a musical sound. "It's happened to me, too. What're you reading?" she inquired, leaning over to look at my book.

"The Hunt for Red October," I answered. "Again. And I mean this is, like, the 21st time I've read it."

"Is it that good?" Another smile that made my heart melt. It hit me at that moment how breathtaking this woman was. Bad lighting must have been why I had seen red hair; it was actually a striking strawberry blond, long, wavy and styled well. She had a perfect oval-shaped face that held enormous brown eyes, almond-shaped pools of liquid seduction positioned over a petite little nose. Her cheekbones were high and above full, sensuous lips that framed a wide mouth filled with perfect teeth. Her face looked like a sexed-up cross between Angelina Jolie and Faith Hill. She was heart-stopping.

Below this angel's visage was a graceful neck, small, feminine shoulders, an enormous pair of breasts--at least a DD cup, maybe even bigger!--that seemed to hold their shape very well for being that big, a small waist framing a mostly flat stomach, below which flared wide, sexy hips, firm, strong thighs, shapely calves, and--this was guesswork--slender ankles and relatively small feet for her height of five foot six. I figured.

"Have you read it?" I asked. This was my favorite book, after all. "Or at least seen the movie?"

"I didn't like the movie that much," was her answer.

Figures, I thought. Most women didn't seem to get Clancy, from my experience. She spoke again after a beat or two. "It didn't do the book justice." A coy smile.

"Wow," I said.

"What? Never met a girl who could read?"

"Huh? No! It's just rare to meet one who appreciates Tom Clancy. He's one of my favorite authors," I explained. I realized midway through that she was grinning. I'd fallen for her trap.

"Real cute," I said with a grin. "Think I need to run out of coffee more often."

"Or we could just get coffee together," she said. My heart skipped a beat. Had she just asked me out? What the hell? I'd just gotten out of bed twenty minutes ago; I was wearing a stupid t-shirt and shorts and sneakers, and my beloved Red Sox hat. I didn't think I looked like that much of a catch, but this was not an opportunity to be passed up.

Outrageously (to myself), I just smiled and answered, "Or dinner, maybe?"

I was astounded: "Sure. When?"

Unable to believe that I was capable of coming off so cool, feeling myself to be a bullshitter of the highest order, but hearing it come out of my mouth anyway, I said, "How about tonight?"

"Hmmm...let me think, I'm kinda busy...got all this...um...stuff to do..." and the rest was drowned out in a giggle that both warmed my heart and made my cock hard at the same time.

I just sat watching, a grin of my own, the oft-described "shit-eating grin," plastered on my face, and asked her, "You done?"

She regained her composure and beamed an angel's smile. "Yeah. It's a date. Here's my number." She scribbled her number on a napkin, slid it across the table to me, and got up as she drained the last of her coffee.

"My name's Raquel, by the way," she said. "Call me."

"I'm Mike. And amazed," I told her.

To that, her only reply was that heartbreaking smile as she turned and left the shop.

I nearly burned my throat downing the rest of my coffee to hurry out. I couldn't keep it in much longer...and then I was out. I giggled like a demented psychopath, just completely ecstatic. I was just picked up by a beautiful redhead in a coffee shop! Holy shit! I was walking on air.

The rest of the day flew by. I called her and arranged to pick her up, and when she came out wearing just a red sweater that showed just a little of her ample cleavage, fairly tight jeans, and brown low-heeled shoes, her hair still perfect, I was taken.

We had a great time, great conversation over a simple but good dinner and then a movie that we both enjoyed a lot and a drink afterward. I drove her home, opened her door to let her out of my car, and walked her to her door. My reward for this gallantry was that smile again, a softly spoken, "I had a great time tonight. I'd love to do it again, so I hope you call me tomorrow," and a heavenly kiss.

We went on another couple of dates, both of which somehow managed to go better than the previous one. They ended the same way as the first had. On the third, she asked if I wanted to come in for a drink. I accepted--of course--and we had the drink, talking more, and ended up kissing quite a bit. I drank in her scent as our tongues twirled around each other, and she ended up kissing her way down my neck, over my shirt, and down to my belly button while she undid my belt.

She had an impish look in her sexy brown eyes as Raquel simply reached into my boxers and grabbed my throbbing erection. "Do you want me to suck your cock?" she asked simply. The smile was gone, a look of desire on her face instead.

"Of course I do," I breathed. She had been sitting on her couch to my right and so was now laying across my lap, her long legs stretched out to my right.

There was no reply. As soon as I had told her yes, my cock was wrapped in her mouth. I sighed, closing my eyes and leaned my head back. She was good, too, swirling her tongue around the head and shaft while she bobbed her head up and down and gently stroked the base with her hand.

"That's so damn good..." I sighed, running my fingers through her hair, stroking her side with my other hand. I told her that she didn't have to keep going if she didn't want to, but Raquel kept ministering to me, and so I assumed that she was enjoying herself almost as much as I was.

As she continued, I massaged and kneaded her enormous tits, managing to work them out of her sweater so that I could play with them more easily. I playfully tweaked one of her stiff nipples and got a lusty moan that surprised me so much--this girl was turning into a freak!--that I didn't do it again. "You know what happens to me when this goes on long enough?" I murmured.

All I heard was a soft, "Mmm-hmm," and that was all. Okay. I'd given her an out twice, and she still wanted to keep giving me a blowjob. Fine with me!

A few minutes of bliss later, I could feel it. "I'm going to come soon," I told her. Instead of stopping, or even slowing down, she actually seemed to get more into it, as if doing this was really turning her on, which of course only brought me that much closer. After another 30 seconds, I was really close. "I'm gonna come, baby," I said huskily.

"Mmm-hhhmmmmm!" she groaned, her mouth as stuffed as full of me as she could get it. Within seconds, my legs were twitching, and then I was groaning as I shot a full load of sperm in her mouth. I heard her moan softly as I climaxed.

As soon as I was finished, I had to stop her, since she wanted to keep going. Reluctantly, she let my still-hard cock out of her mouth. She wiped her mouth a little, in a very sexy way and smiled. After swallowing. "I love that."

"I can tell!" I exclaimed. "That was amazing!"

She just sat up and kissed me strongly, with such passion that I thought she'd want me to perform again right then and there. I was surprised, actually, when she released me and sat back. "I'm kind of tired," she said. "Will you call me tomorrow?"

A little confused but not about to look a gift horse in the mouth, as the saying went; I answered, "Of course," and kissed her. "Thank you, that was unbelievable."

"I can't wait to do it again," she said softly. And I could tell that she meant it. Wow!

I went home and was thinking about how she had eased me out so quickly after giving me the most heavenly blowjob I could imagine, wondering what that meant.

I was still wondering a few weeks later on another date. Each of our three dates since had ended about the same: we'd go out and have an incredible time together, then go back to her place, have a drink or two, kiss a lot, I'd worship her gargantuan boobs for a few minutes, and then she'd blow me until I came in her mouth. She'd worn a skirt that night, and try as I might, while she was going down on me, I was just trying to be polite and return the favor; I tried to get my hand up under her skirt. But every time I tried, she'd sort of nod her head no (not easy to do while performing fellatio) and shift a little so that it was harder for me.

I was getting a little frustrated at this point, thinking at this point that maybe she was trying to build some crazy kind of case to throw back at me later and impulsively pinched one of her nipples pretty hard. She squealed, but at the same time seemed to get far more aroused than I'd ever seen her before. Encouraged, my frustration forgotten, I took one of her nipples in each of my hands and started to roll them roughly between my thumbs and forefingers. She groaned and tried to get me off even harder. And it worked. Knowing that I was doing something for her and hearing her getting truly aroused because of something that I was doing sent me over the edge to another blissful release in her mouth.

By this time, she'd learned to stop, even if she didn't want to, and I watched her send every drop of my sperm down her throat, her very small Adam's apple bobbing as she did.

Once I'd caught my breath, I said, "I have to ask you something."

"What?"

"Why won't you let me return the favor?"

"What, you want to go down on me?"

"Yeah! I do!"

"I know. Um...I really like you, but I need for you to give me a little time, okay? I promise that I'll tell you, but it's...just...something that's hard for me to explain. Does that make any sense?"

My frustration was back, but I was determined not to let it show. I sighed on the inside and said, "Okay. I understand--I think--but I really do want to know what's going on. I really like you, too. Maybe more. And if things keep going this way, I'm going to be feeling selfish, y'know?"

"No! I don't think you are! This is my issue to figure out. I suck your cock because I love to. I know I offered, okay? I truly love the way you sound when I go down on you, and to know that I can make you come is so sexy! It really turns me on," she explained.

"Then let me do that for you! I feel the same way," I implored her.

"I will. Soon. I promise."

"Say it again."

"I promise."

"One more time."

"I promise," she repeated, and she had started sounding like an obedient schoolgirl as I demanded that she say it again. I noticed this but didn't say anything.

"Okay. You promised three times. That's serious." I was still looking stern.

"I'll tell you, I swear."

"I know. Haven't you ever seen Fight Club?" I asked with a smile.

"Yes, I have," she answered with a smile. "I knew what you were doing."

I left a few minutes later, the curiosity nearly driving me crazy for the rest of the night. Somehow I managed to fall asleep.

It felt like I'd been asleep for about 30 seconds when my phone shattered my slumber. "Hello?" I mumbled, not thinking to look at the caller ID. It was Raquel.

"Will you come over?"

"Huh? Sure, tomorrow..."

"No, I mean right now."

"You want me to come over right now?" I glanced at the clock. "It's 3:41 in the morning! This can't wait?"

"It can, but...I'd really feel better if you came over now. Please?" I already had a weak spot for her voice. Especially in that sexy, pleading tone. Yum.

I sighed deeply. "Yeah. Gimme half an hour."

"'Kay," she said, sounding happy. "See ya."

"Bye." I closed the phone and got up and dressed, grumbling about women, cursing at the night's interrupted sleep, and was generally grumpy.

On the drive over, my annoyance faded and I got curious and concerned. What could this be about?

I knocked and heard her call, "Come in, it's open."

I opened the door and was greeted by a vision. Raquel stood before me in the doorway to her hall. She was lit dimly by the three candles burning between us, and there was nothing but candlelight in her living room. My mood, already better, improved immediately and hugely.

Then I saw, fully, what she was wearing. Not much, but so much! It was a satiny red bustier, silky-looking panties of the same color, with a matching garter belt, stockings, and five-inch stiletto pumps, also red. She was actually eye-to-eye with me with those heels.

I tried to say something several times, fucked it all up, and finally managed, "Holy shit. That's what heaven looks like."

She smiled and handed me a glass of wine. Red wine, of course. "You like it?"

"No, I hate it," I told her with a smile, accepting the vino and a kiss. "You're a vision."

"Still sleepy?"

"Hell, no! Who's sleepy? Why would I be?"

"I should be," she replied. "I'm a little drunk."

"Maybe I should--"

"Don't. Please stay. I said I'm a little drunk, not trashed. I know the difference. I want...um, to..."

"To what? Did you get some liquid courage to answer my question?"

"Yeah. I'm sorry. After you left, I got thinking, and you were right. It's a little unfair for me to be the only one giving any pleasure, but...I've had some bad experiences."

I sighed. "Oh, shit, honey, I'm sorry," I whispered, trying to take her into my arms. She moved away.

"No, that's my issue, not yours. You deserve to know what you're getting yourself into," she told me, seeing how surprised I was that she had not accepted my hug.

"Okay, what the hell does that mean?"

"Come sit, have some wine, and I'll tell you," she said, tossing off her two-thirds full glass and heading off to the kitchen for, I assumed, a refill. I wasn't so tired that I couldn't admire how she looked walking away with her heels clicking on the hardwood, her delectable ass in nothing but a thong.

She came back with the bottle and set it on the coffee table, filled her glass, took a long pull and sighed as she turned to face me.

"How long have we been dating?"

"'Bout six weeks."

"Right. Have you noticed anything...different about me?"

"No," I said, "Why?" I was wondering why she looked apprehensive.

"Because I am different."

"I know. The fact that you love to give head is proof enough of that," I quipped.

A mock dirty look, then: "Have you ever seen those daytime talk shows on TV?"

"I try not to, but yeah, I have."

"Seen those ones where they have regular girls and guys who became girls on and everyone tries to figure out which one's which?"

"Yeah..." I was wondering where the hell this was going. If it was where I hoped it was going, this might have just gotten a whole lot better...

"What do you think of those people?"

"Who? Transsexuals?"

"Yeah, them. What do you think?"

Closer to where I'd like to be...but I'd still have to be careful. "I admire them. They've got the courage to risk being disowned by their families, fired from their jobs, everything, because they want to live their lives their way. That's cool," I answered.

Raquel looked at me strangely for a few moments, not saying anything, as if she was trying to decide if I was bullshitting her or not. Then her expression softened as she leaned forward and kissed me ever so softly. "I thought you were the type when I met you," she murmured, almost to herself and not me.

"Close your eyes." Definitely meant for me. I did and heard a rustle, the click of her heels once each, and heard or felt something being thrown behind me to my right.

I heard her take a deep breath after another slug of wine and say, "You can open your eyes."

I did, and she was still standing there, looking sexy as hell, but now without the thong. A split second later I noticed what was odd about what I was seeing: between Raquel's legs was a semi-erect circumcised penis and a pair of testicles, both shaved clean. I stared for several long seconds and then looked up.

Tears shimmered in her eyes and her voice almost broke as she asked, "So do you hate me now? I know I lied and I'm sorry! Just don't hit me, please! I really hate that..." A single sob followed.

I got up and hugged her. I began kissing her tears, gently just whispering, "Shhh...I don't hate you. I think I'm falling in love with you."

"Don't say that!" she exclaimed, trying to pull away. I held on. "Don't mess with me!"

"I'm not, I promise."

"Say it again."

"I promise."

"Again."

"I promise."

She held my eyes for a few moments and finally seemed to be getting it. I really wasn't disgusted. "You mean that?"

I answered by kissing her, gently at first but building in passion and ferocity. I held her even tighter and guided her to the couch, almost knocking her over, since an upset, tipsy woman in five-inch heels isn't good at dealing with sudden changes in velocity. Once I had almost thrown her down so that she was sitting, I kissed her again, but this time I took her cock in my hand and stroked it gently. I just softly told her, "You are a living fantasy of mine," and then bent down, taking it into my mouth and doing my damnedest to imitate the way that she blew me.

I swirled my tongue around her head and stroked the base of the shaft, which quickly got very hard. She moaned, "Oh, God, Mike...that's really good..." While she usually was working on me for fifteen or twenty minutes, it felt like three before she was moaning, "I'm gonna come!" Not fifteen seconds after that, she grabbed my head as her whole body went stiff and her erection pulsed in my mouth. As I got my first taste of sperm, I was happy to learn that at least hers was salty and tangy but not unpleasant at all. I liked it quite a bit, in fact!

I swallowed and got up, the same way that she had done when I had finished. I kissed her again and noticed that she was crying again, but this time there was a smile under the tears. "Yeah, I meant it," I murmured and held her as she cried for about ten minutes.

Raquel's tears subsided and I held her, simply trying to help her feel better. She looked up at me. "You OK?" I asked.

"I couldn't be better. Thank you," she whispered, and kissed me softly. I gently stroked and massaged her enormous breasts, feeling the nipples harden under my touch, and as we kissed more and more passionately, began to pinch them and roll them between my fingertips. She moaned into my mouth. My hand wandered farther down, and I found that she was getting hard again. I, on the other hand, was already as hard as granite. Her hand was rubbing my throbbing erection as our tongues explored each others' mouths.

She quickly opened my zipper and freed my shaft, stroking it agonizingly slowly. I moaned a little back at her as she manipulated me, her manicured fingers spreading the pre-seminal fluid that I was leaking around my head.


Meeting Raquel Ch. 02



She eventually gave me a key to her place. I let myself in one Friday afternoon after work. It was getting dark outside, since it was the end of autumn. The whole place was lit by candlelight. This was a surprise. "Honey?" I called out. No response. I checked the living room, the kitchen, and found nothing. Strange, but only that I hadn't heard a response when I called out for her. "Raquel? Are you here?" I thought that I heard something from the direction of the bedroom, but I couldn't be sure, so I went in to investigate.

The room was filled with candle light. But what stopped me in my tracks was Raquel. She was on her knees at the foot of the bed, apparently wearing black thigh-high stockings with black stiletto pumps. It was everything else that really surprised me, but shouldn't have in retrospect.

It looked like she had tied her ankles together and used the same rope to bind her knees. She was wearing a collar that looked like it had a strap on the back that led down her back and had her wrists bound; either way, they were behind her back. There was more rope around her voluminous breasts, binding them tightly so that they stood out and looked as though they were getting a little purple. On her nipples were big clamps with lead weights on the end. She had pulled her hair back in a ponytail and done her makeup very thoroughly, which only highlighted the blindfold and ball gag that she was also wearing. I could see that she'd left her clit where it would naturally want to be instead of tucking it back behind her legs, and it was especially hard.

On top of all of this, there was a note on one of the weights on her nipples. It read:

"Love,

I know that we talked a little bit about me being more submissive on a more regular basis but I really, truly want to try it. The woman you see before you is your present, sir. I am yours totally for the weekend. My gag is padlocked on, and my hands are locked in the cuffs behind my back. I am in pain but that just heightens how good you make me feel. Please use me and abuse me as you see fit.

Your slave,

Raquel

P.S.: I also bought a butt plug—a big one!—and it's inside me right now."

Wow. I sat down and asked her, "Are you OK, honey?" She nodded yes and made a muffled affirmative sound. "You sure?" She again agreed.

"My cock just got rock-hard," I confided. She moaned a little bit. "I know we talked about going a little further with the bondage, babe, but...Jesus! Do you have any idea how hot you look right now?"

Another muffled groan, one that sounded lusty. "I'll be right back, then," I told her, then headed into the kitchen. There on the counter were the keys. I grabbed them and headed back into the bedroom.

They looked like they were the interchangeable type where if you bought a set, all the keys would work in all of the locks. I opened the one on her gag and unbuckled it, then removed the blindfold.

As soon as the gag was out of her mouth, she moaned, "Please fuck me, sir. I am so fucking hot right now!"

I kissed her very gently and looked her straight in the eye. "Are you sure that you want to do this?"

"Yes, I am! I want to be your submissive slave girl. I'm yours for the whole weekend, sir. But I'm really horny and I want you to use me," she explained, never taking her eyes from mine. "Please fuck me."

"Fair enough," I said, and put the blindfold back over her eyes. I stood and undressed quickly, my own cock springing eagerly out of my boxers as I slid them off. I carefully picked her up and turned her so that she was facing the edge of the bed, where I sat so that my erection was inches from her face.

I took her head in my hands, said, "Open your mouth," and guided it on to my shaft. She needed no further instruction, going to town on my manhood. She bobbed her head up and down quickly, using her lips and tongue with suction to actually stroke my foreskin using only her mouth. It felt fantastic and impressed me at the same time.

"You've gotten even better," I murmured. Raquel just moaned and continued sucking and licking. "You're trying real hard to be a good slave girl, aren't you?" I inquired. She moaned another yes. "Do you know that you're gonna make me come if you keep this up?"

That elicited another moan, but deeper and filled with lust, no doubt about it. I explained, "Even if you swallow, you won't be able to come right away. Do you understand that?" She confirmed and the vibrations from her voice brought me even closer. "Slave girls have to wait to come and be good." She groaned and I was nearly there at that. My cock was as hard as it had ever been. It looked like hers was, too, I noticed as I looked down between her bound legs as I caressed her bound breasts. I could see that she was dripping some fluid from the head of hers. As I began to tweak the big clamps on her nipples which made the weights bounce, which made her moan again, I felt myself beginning to come. I erupted in her mouth, groaning loudly and dumping what felt like approximately a pint of cum in her mouth.

I had to literally pull her head off of my member once I had finished because she kept on me like a vacuum. A few drops leaked out of her mouth, dribbling down her chin as I watched her swallow every drop left in her mouth. I used my fingertip to round up the few drops that had leaked out and guided them back into her mouth. She sucked on them hungrily until I took my finger out of her mouth.

I sat back, sated, and looked at her for a moment. To see her tied up that way had me still hard as stone. After a few seconds I asked, "Do you want me to untie you? You must be getting stiff."

"I am, sir. But I will stay bound if you want me to," she answered softly.

Now that I had gotten off, it seemed a little unfair to her to keep her bound, so I took her blindfold off and kissed her deeply. "That was incredible. I love you and I am so unbelievably lucky to have found you," I told her as I began to untie the knots that kept her wonderful breasts bound.

"Thank you, sir," she replied. She was patient as I released her, especially when she gasped in obvious pain as I removed the weighted clamps from her nipples. I told her that I was impressed at how thorough she had been in binding herself and tried to find out if she'd had any help.

"It was just me," she replied, stretching her arms as I freed them. "It took a while," she added with a chuckle. "But it was worth it. I want to please you."

"It worked! But do me a favor, OK?"

"What?"

"Don't do that again. You would've been screwed if something bad had happened and I don't want to worry about you," was my explanation.

"I won't, sir. It was really difficult to do that, anyway."

"Good. Will you be OK with keeping that plug in?"

"If it pleases you I'll do it, sir." Even though she'd been untied for a minute or two already, she hadn't moved.

"You can get up," I told her.

"Thank you, sir," she said. As she stood, I marveled at how perfect her figure was and how she was still very much erect—her "clit" bounced a little as she rose up on her toes to stretch.

"What do you want to do now? I'm yours," Raquel said.

"Are you getting hungry?"

"I am. Want me to make you dinner?"

"I'd love that," I said.

"What do you want?"

"You pick."

"OK. I know what you like, sir. What should I wear?"

"Umm..." I started to say.

"I know a few of the things that you like to see on girls," she said with a smile so warm and sweet that it melted my heart again. "Would you like to go out into the living room and have me surprise you, sir?"

I grinned back. "Sure." I stood and kissed her, already wondering what lingerie she was going to have one when she came out.

A few minutes later I had my answer: she had retouched her makeup and put on a tiny light green miniskirt and a low-cut half top of the same color with stiletto heels. She knew that I had a thing for high heels and was apparently totally serious about doing exactly what I wanted. Even though I had just come about ten minutes earlier, I felt my cock twitch as I watched her walk over to me and give me a kiss.

It twitched again as I saw her retreating into the kitchen and I marveled at how someone who had been born male could possibly have the perfect hourglass figure, especially with it being offset by her obvious hard-on lifting the front of her tiny skirt. She had told me that her measurements were 36DD-24-46, and I believed it. She had far better hips than most genetic women I'd ever seen.

As she got dinner ready, I managed to restrain myself from groping her and instead sat down on the stools that faced into the kitchen, separated from it by a counter. I thanked her again for both the amazing blowjob as well as making dinner. Her answer was, "I like to see you happy."

"But you don't have to do any of this stuff. I'm just happy to be with you," I protested.

"You're sweet," she said, giving me another blast of her angelic smile. "What if I told you that you make me happy, too, so I don't mind doing this for you at all? And that I'm giving myself to you for the weekend because I know that you'll love it but also because the idea of you having me as your slave all weekend gets me so hot that I have to stop talking about it or I'm going to kneel at your feet and beg you to do me or something instead of cooking," she said, taking a deep breath and turning away to do something else.

"Is that...umm...thing uncomfortable?" I asked, uncomfortable myself.

"It is a little, but I don't know if you can see but I'm still hard. I have been since before you got home. It feels so sexy to be this full!"

Now I was at half-mast and well on my way to being rigid myself. "Yeah, well, that's hot as hell, too," I told her. "You may have to call in sick on Monday."

"Why?"

"Because I don't know if you'll be able to walk." She chuckled a little and leaned across the island to kiss me.

"Here's hoping." I couldn't even comprehend how incredible this girl was. I was thunderstruck and just watched her, reminding myself that she was wearing that outfit because I love it and I had also mentioned in one of our conversations about bondage that I've always loved to see girls tied up and filled with toys. So she had one in because she wanted to please me, too. Outstanding.

Soon she was getting the food onto our plates and pouring us each a glass of wine. I had set the table and brought the wine while she carried the plates.

I went to pull her chair out for her but she demurred. "You first, sir," she suggested and bowed her head.

I couldn't help but grin so I went and sat down. She set my plate down before me and kissed me softly but deeply at the same time. "I love you and I can't wait to see what you decide to do with me. I know it'll be good so let me take care of you in advance," she said as she looked straight into my eyes.

"Thank you," I managed to say in return. "I'm falling more in love with you by the minute."

She just smiled in return. The smile faded, however, as she sat down. The smile was replaced by a look of mixed discomfort and intense pleasure.

"You can take that out if it's going to hurt you or whatever," I said.

After a pause, she answered, "It's fine. I just have to get used to sitting down with this in me. It feels really good once I'm used to it," she breathed.

"As long as you're OK." We ate and talked a little about small stuff but neither of us could get what possibilities lay ahead out of our minds. After I was well into my second glass and headed toward the third, I suddenly realized fully just what it was that she was offering to me and what it meant.

First of all, she trusted me enough to allow me to do anything that I wanted to her or with her. That meant that she must truly mean it when she said she loved me. Also, I realized that she'd said that she was mine for the whole weekend. A thought struck me.

"So. Within reason, you're going to do whatever I tell you?"

"I'll do the best that I can, sir," was her demure answer. This was delivered with her head tilted down a little as she looked up at me. Not only were her soft brown eyes smoldering and sexy by themselves, but she knew—because I'd told her—that I found that type of look unbearably sexy.

"Pull your top down." I didn't suggest, I ordered.

Without hesitation, Raquel answered "Yes, sir," and exposed her magnificent tits to me.

Awesome. Her nipples were hard and still a little red from their earlier punishment.

"So what happens when you don't do what I tell you to?" I inquired.

She knew that it was a leading question and went for it anyway. "You're the one in charge. You're my Master." I could hear the capitalization and felt my cock twitch again. "That's up to you. No matter what I'll accept what you want to do, unless you tell me otherwise. Like if you really want to know which movie that I want to watch, because you're sweet."

"No matter what?"

"No matter what." That was delivered with that same smoldering look. She meant it. I already knew how much it turned her on when I smacked her ass; hell, I'd outright spanked her once. And she got hotter from that than I'd seen her in a while.

I could tell that this was going to be a lot of fun.

After dinner I was getting very turned on again. We had cleared the table together and as I was bringing the last of the dishes in to the kitchen I came up behind her as she was putting some dishes in the bottom rack of the dishwasher. She was standing with her feet planted closely together and bent at the waist. Her perfect, heart-shaped ass was right in front of me and it was too much combined with her not having touched her top since I had told her to pull it down, leaving her gigantic boobs exposed.

I set the dishes down on the counter and ordered, "Grab your ankles."

"Yes, sir." As soon as her hands were empty she did so. I flipped her tiny skirt up and began pulling on the base of her butt plug. She moaned. I kept gentle but continuous pressure on it. She cried out as the widest part of the toy spread her sphincter very wide—three inches in diameter!—and the rest of it came out very easily.

"Get down on your knees," I commanded as I undid my pants. I was so hard I couldn't take it. She immediately got down on all fours. From where I was as I knelt behind her, I could see her hole, glistening with the lube that it must have taken to get that huge thing inside, her shaved balls under, and her rigid clit pointing toward her adorable face.

I couldn't take it anymore. I had tried to hold back during dinner but had not been able to stop thinking about what an amazing gift this woman was and how much she was turning me on by giving over to me completely.

My cock, uncircumcised, had a pool of precum at its tip. She was fairly well stretched out as well due to the plug, and with the lube from that, she was ready. I just put my cock at her entrance and pushed slowly inside of her. She gasped as I entered her, her long painted nails scratching at the floor as I sank into her to the hilt.

"I want your shoulders on the floor," I grunted as I drew halfway out and slammed back in. She groaned and sank down, stretching her arms above her head and turning her face so that it was on the tiled floor. Instead of dinner, my nose was filled with the scent of our arousal as I drew out and pushed back home again.

I put my hands on her plentiful hips and started fucking her in earnest. "Oh my god," she moaned. "I love it when you just take me and fuck me!" I didn't reply; I was too entranced with the experience of relentlessly fucking my transsexual girlfriend. Who was now my transsexual sex slave!

I continued pounding her but removed my hands, sliding them up her sides to her copious tits. I found her nipples and pinched hard. She squealed in pain and pleasure but made no move whatsoever to stop me. In fact, she ground her hips against mine as I slammed in and out of her. Within another minute I was nearly shouting as I soared over the edge, my cock pulsing repeatedly as stream after stream of sperm filled her.

I stopped, buried inside her, panting. I could feel her muscles gripping me in rhythm. She was very close to coming but I had stopped too early. Instead of complaining, I heard a vigorous moan. "Thank you, sir! Your slave is happy!" she exclaimed.

Once I could breathe again I told her, "Good. You're a very good girl."

I could hear the smile in her voice. "You're very good to me."

Sated again, I pulled out. I was starting to feel almost guilty, as though I was using her solely for my own pleasure. That theory was deflated somewhat by the string of precum I saw that stretched from her head to the floor.

I put my pants back on, stood up, helped her to her feet, and kissed her fiercely, thanking her for the ecstasy. We finished taking care of the dishes from dinner and ended up watching a movie. Raquel snuggled up to me as we watched it, folding her legs up under her. While we watched I was very solicitous and touchy, trying to show her how much I liked to spend time with her and how attracted I was.

It was a short movie and we were both tired from the evening's activities so we decided to go to bed. "Would you like me to wear anything specific to bed, sir?" she asked, one hundred percent serious.

I smiled. This was fantastic! "Whatever you want outside of sweatpants and a t-shirt," I joked.

"No t-shirts?"

"I was kidding, mostly, you goof. You know that I think you're the sexiest woman alive no matter what you're wearing," I explained. "I do like less rather than more, though."

"Okay," she said with a smile. "How about just my thong and a white t-shirt?"

"Perfect." We finished our evening absolutions and got into bed together. I got behind her and hugged her fiercely. "Thank you," I whispered in her ear.

"What for?"

"For being the woman of my dreams and letting me live out my fantasies," I answered, my hand roaming down from her shoulder to her waist and then over her ample hip. From there it went straight down. The front of her white satin thong had a small bulge at first but when my fingertips brushed against it I felt a noticeable twitch. She jumped slightly and sighed. I stroked it lightly with my fingertips and she moaned softly.

Kissing her neck, I pulled the front panel of her panties away from her body and put my hand inside. She moaned as I took her swiftly hardening "clit" in her hand and gently stroked it.

I rolled her onto her back and pulled her shirt up so that I could cover her glorious breasts with kisses, nibbling and biting on her nipples, then started to kiss my way down her chest and tummy to the promised land. She moaned and ran her fingers through my hair.

I kept kissing my way down until I reached the tip of her cock, which I teased a little, kissing and licking it gently. She moaned and thrust her hips up to meet my mouth but I pulled away just enough so that she wasn't in my mouth. I did that for about thirty seconds, then did allow her head to pass between my lips. She moaned loudly as I began to suck on her gently as my hand moved to the base of her shaft, stroking in time with the movement of my head. She groaned and thrust her hips upward again. I didn't draw away this time.

My fingers found her ass and began toying with it, eventually penetrating her. After working one finger inside, I slipped a second and eventually a third inside her to a chorus of moans and groans. I glanced up to see her pinching and rolling her nipples between her fingertips. "None of that unless I tell you to or unless I've given permission!" I snapped.

"I'm sorry, sir," she sighed with a small shudder. "May I play with my nipples, sir? They're so hard."

"Not yet," I said and took her back into my mouth. After going down on her for another minute or two and seeing that she hadn't, I said, "You can play with your nipples if you want, little girl."




Meeting Raquel Ch. 02



"Thank you, sir," she sighed. I could see her toying with them and felt her get harder in my mouth. Mere seconds later, she groaned, "I'm gonna come, sir!"

I acknowledged that the best that I could with my mouth full of her gorgeous cock and hoped she understood that it was okay. She did, because within seconds she nearly screamed. Arching her back and clamping her ass down on my fingers like a vise, Raquel's cock turned to steel and she shot stream after stream of hot jizz into my eagerly waiting mouth. I swallowed all that I could, but there was a lot, and I guess that a little dribbled out, because when I finally released her member and kissed her, she licked my chin off after our kiss broke.

Breathlessly she exclaimed, "That was the best that anyone's ever done to me! Thank you, sir!"

"Thank you," I said in return.

We fell asleep quickly, my gorgeous sex slave drifting off in my arms. I thought that I couldn't get much luckier as I slipped into sleep.

The next few weeks were amazing. We explored her submissive and my dominant sides together and got into a few habits. One of which was that Raquel, as soon as she got home from work, would have the thick plug inserted in her tight ass. If I was home when she arrived, I would do it, or if she got home first, when I got home, she would be waiting by the door on her knees, her ass already filled. Raquel did most of the cooking and cleaning at her insistence. Also, every night after dinner, I would bathe her. I bought some suction cup restraints for the shower and would put Velcro cuffs on her wrists, then attach them to the restraints in the shower enclosure. This turned out to be a very erotic and sensual ritual and was a good way for me to show her how in love with her I was.

Once it was time for bed, I would put different cuffs on her wrists (the ones that she wore when I bathed her were usually still wet) and ankles and then blindfold her. Raquel told me that it made her feel very safe and secure and that she belonged to me totally when she slept that way.

When she got home from work after I did, Raquel would go into the bathroom and give herself an enema in order to make sure that she was clean for me. She would then get down on her knees in front of me, facing away, and bend over so that her shoulders where on the floor, her arms outstretched in front of her. She usually wore a dress or a skirt to work, so all that I had to do was pull it up over her waist and pull her thong down around her knees. I would lube her hole up, then slowly work the large plug inside her. That process usually took anywhere from five to ten minutes to complete; her rectum, while it was flexible, was very good at returning to its original tightness.

I surprised her one day. I had come home from work first and had the "present" that I had gotten for her ready. Once I had finished sliding the huge latex plug into her tight ass and she was on her knees in front of me, I directed my lovely slave to stand up and then close her eyes. "Yes, Master," she replied.

I released her skirt and let it fall around her feet, then pulled her thong off as well. Her cock looked like it was starting to get hard already. I had noticed that she got a little hard, in spite of the pain of her ass being stretched by the plug, every time that it was put inside her.

The present was a plastic coated metal sheath, curved at about a thirty degree angle in the middle, with a hasp on the bottom. It was in two pieces that locked together when it was assembled and would fit around Raquel's cock perfectly. I stroked her softly to get her a little harder so that it would fit better.

She sighed as I felt her shaft become more erect. Once it was a little more than halfway there, hard enough to be most of its normal erect size but not fully hard, I slipped the chastity device over her tool, locked the pieces together, and closed it around her cock, closing it with a tiny Master padlock. "You can open your eyes," I said softly.

Raquel looked down at her now-encased cock. "You don't want me to be able to play with myself, Master?" she asked softly. Her voice sounded equal parts disappointed and thrilled.

"Right," I confirmed. "I'm going away on business next week and I want you to behave yourself while I'm gone. I know how naughty you can be and what a horny little slut you are."

"Why am I wearing it now, sir?"

"Because I want to make sure that it fits and that you can still function normally."

"Yes, Master," she answered. "I'll be a good slave for you."

"Prove it," I commanded, dropping my pants and sitting back down on the couch. "Go get your wrist cuffs."

Without a word, Raquel headed off to the bedroom. I watched her shapely ass wiggle as she left and felt myself starting to get hard just thinking about how much control she had given me over her body. This was especially true because I knew how much it turned her on to walk with the plug inside her as she wiggled her ass; every movement reminded her how full she was. That was exactly how I wanted it.

Raquel returned with her cuffs and handed them to me. This was something that she and I did fairly often: I wrapped the Velcro cuffs around each of her wrists behind her back after she got down on her knees. I then opened her blouse as she knelt before me. I didn't put any restrictions on what she wore to work, but once she was home, if she was going to wear a bra, it would be a demi-cup at the most. Just enough to support, but leaving more than enough access for me to do whatever I wanted. So once I had the buttons of her blouse opened, her copious breasts spilled out.

"Suck my cock," I ordered.

Raquel answered, "Yes, Master," with lust in her voice. Then I was unable to think about anything as the liquid silk of her mouth enveloped my cock. I sat back, just enjoying the feeling of her lips and tongue sliding up and down my shaft, giving her no help. If I allowed her to use her hands, Raquel could routinely make me come with her mouth inside of five minutes. She would simply bob her head up and down on the top half of my member while she stroked the base with her hand. I normally couldn't hold on for more than five minutes of that treatment. But when I kept her from using her hands, it became very difficult for her to move my foreskin, if at all. So she had to work far harder in order to get me off, if she was ever able to.

As it was, I could feel my transsexual sex slave/lover trying desperately to use her lips and tongue to move my foreskin off of the head of my cock, trying to stroke my erection with just her mouth. It felt fantastic no matter the level of success she had and I enjoyed watching her struggle with it. I leaned forward and ran my hands gently over the generous swell of her breasts, spiraling my fingertips as I worked my way to her hard nipples. "Is your clit getting hard, little girl?" I asked softly.

Raquel moaned an affirmative around my manhood. "Is that thing hurting you?" She made a non-committal noise. At this point I was learning what that meant in which situation. "So it hurts some but it's not a bad kind of hurt?" She affirmed that I was correct. "Is it the kind of hurt that turns you on?"

"Mmmm-hmmm!" she moaned, her mouth filled with my hardness.

"Good," I said, smiling. My fingertips had reached her nipples. I pinched them, hard. She gasped and moaned softly. "Like that?" Again, she made a noise indicating that I was right. I smiled, sighed, and began to play with her nipples. She loved it when I was rough. I pinched them hard and twisted them between my fingertips and thumbs. With every tweak, she moaned.

"I'll bet that if you can get me to come, you'll come, too, won't you?" I teased. She was getting better and better at this, and had gotten into a rhythm this time where she used the suction to get a grip on my foreskin with her tongue and then used her lips to push it down as her head moved downward. She had to repeat this every time, which must have been very tiring, but it felt amazing. I could tell that if she kept it up, I would come, and hard. I never came harder than when she had only used her mouth to get me off.

Raquel moaned another affirmative sound. "So your ass is playing with your plug, isn't it?" She agreed as I gave her nipples an even harder pinch. She squealed and redoubled her efforts. In our place, once we had figured out how much we were both turned on by her submission to me, it was not complicated to find a pair of clover-style nipple clamps. I checked the end table to my right, and there was a pair in the drawer. I didn't have to tell her to close her eyes since they usually were closed while she serviced me like this, so it was especially pleasing to hear her squeak and moan when the first clamp closed around her left nipple. She then sighed deeply and continued with more enthusiasm. "Are you going to come if I come in your mouth?" I asked. She groaned her agreement as the other clamp bit down on her right nipple.

She was getting me close. Damn! This woman was extraordinary at giving head, especially since her hands were bound behind her back. I had asked her how it was possible for her to come without touching her "clit" as we called it—it was her beautiful cock. She had told me that it was easier when she was plugged, since she had learned how to time the bobbing of her head with when she contracted her sphincter so that it was almost like while my cock was sliding in and out of her mouth, its head was, at the same time, bumping against her prostate.

"I think you're gonna make me come," I sighed, giving the chain between her nipples a gentle tug. She cried out around my shaft, a sound that never failed to turn me on. "Are you gonna come if I do?" She informed me that she would. "Is that chastity thing hurting in a bad way?" I was "told" that it was not. Enthusiastically.

Within a few minutes, I could feel myself getting very close, and her moans were telling me that she wasn't far, either. This had always fascinated me, since I had only ever been able to climax from anal penetration a handful of times. It also managed to turn me on immeasurably. Suddenly, my orgasm was upon me. "I'm gonna come!" I groaned, grabbing her hair and shoving Raquel's head down on my shaft. I could feel the head of my cock against the back of her throat. Her entire body stiffened while I felt stream after stream of my sperm enter her throat. I could tell that she was coming, too.

As soon as I released her head, I heard her panting and moaning. As I looked down, there was a small trickle of cum dripping from the open end of her cock cage, indicating a pool underneath it. "Good girl," I sighed as I pulled her still-eager head off of me.

"Thank you, Master," she gasped, a small bit of my jizz on the corner of her mouth.

"That was fantastic," I told her, kissing her deeply. "Are you OK?" It was my habit to make sure that if I had her bound, then nothing was causing any kind of pain that she couldn't handle. Or that didn't turn her on.

"No, Master."

"What do you think of that?" I asked, indicating her new chastity device.

"It hurts a little when I get all turned on, but it's the same kind of hurt that these give me," she answered, indicating her nipple clamps.

"...that these give me, what?" I demanded as I tugged on those same clamps.

Raquel gasped and answered, "It's the same kind of hurt that these give me, Master."

"That's better," I said, leaning back. I was very satisfied. After a moment I asked, "Do you want me to take the plug out?" I had played with some toys and for me, after I had come, I wanted to be done. Raquel was different, though. She was a real-time, full-time slave for me and enjoyed every second.

"I love how full it makes me feel, Master. If you want to take it out, you can, but I'm just as happy with it in."

"O.K.," I answered, kissing her gently as I released her wrists. "How about your clamps?"

"It hurts, but I love how they make my nipples ache, Master. I know you're not ready right now, but if you want to fuck me later, please leave them on. They hurt sooooo good..."

I smiled, happy that she was as happy with the pain in her nipples as I was.

We started watching a movie, Raquel's magnificent cock caged, her nipples clamped, her ass totally full. About halfway through, I couldn't take it anymore. I ordered her to go into the bedroom and strip, and then don a pair of white thigh-high stockings with matching stiletto heels. She was not to disturb anything I had on her.

Once she was wearing what I had told her and nothing else, I had her lay down on our bed on her back. I tied her wrists together tightly, then bound them to the headboard. Once that was done, I used a rope on each of her legs to tie her ankles to her thighs by folding each leg against itself, then wrapping the rope around her upper thigh and her ankle several times. After that was done, I looped it between her calf and thigh, and tied it off. I repeated the process for her other leg, then looped more rope around her ankle and tied it to the bedpost. Raquel was now on her back, her wrists tied together then tied to the headboard, her ankles bound to her thighs and then her ankles were tied to the bedposts. Her ass was full of a gigantic butt plug, and her full, rosy nipples were clamped.

To this, I added a blindfold to cover her pretty eyes, after which I commanded, "Open your mouth." She did so without question, and I filled her waiting mouth with a bright red ball gag that I buckled around her head. Once she was completely immobilized, I unlocked and removed her chastity device. There was still a little of her sweet sperm left on her cock. I devoured her whole now-flaccid member to lick it off.

Raquel gasped, moaning softly around her gag. I squeezed her balls tightly, something that I knew turned her on, and she moaned again as her entire cock disappeared into my mouth. I released her scrotum, played with her butt plug a little as I reciprocated her earlier performance on me, then reached up and pulled gently but firmly on the chain between her nipples. She groaned and writhed against her bonds as I felt her cock get harder in my mouth.

A minute or two later, I was ready. I let her now-hard penis out of my mouth and knelt between her forcibly spread legs. "I'm going to pull your plug out, OK?" I asked. I heard another affirmative noise, just like earlier when instead of a gag, her mouth had been full of my manhood, and I began to pull on its base. She moaned, then groaned, then screamed as its girth stretched her sphincter. I watched in fascination as her ass gave up a toy that was almost as big around as my wrist. An idea occurred to me that I filed away for later.

Once it was out, I tossed it aside, kneeling between her spread legs, and simply sank the length of my uncut cock deep into my lovely slave's ass. She groaned, grinding her hips against mine, so that the entirety of my shaft was in her ass. I drew out slowly, then slammed myself home. She squealed in ecstasy.

An idea struck me and I quickly reached up and released her left nipple from its clamp. I heard her groan in combined pain and ecstasy as the blood rushed back to it. I threaded the clamp and its chain through the strap holding the ball gag in her mouth, then re-clamped her eraser-sized nipple. Again she groaned. I noticed that at this point, her very erect cock had a thread of precum between its head and her belly.

Now, whenever her head was not down toward her chest, the strap that held the gag in her mouth would put tension on the clamps between her nipples. And clover clamps gripped harder the harder that they were pulled on.

I began fucking her in earnest and she was almost immediately screaming as I pounded in and out of her. Raquel had a habit of thrashing her head around while she was tied up and I was fucking her, and all that that managed to do was tug on the chain between her nipples. I imagine that this caused her fairly intense pain, but it must have turned her on to no end, because within seconds, she was writhing and screaming through her gag as ropes of her hot, sticky jizz shot across her belly and breasts as her anus rhythmically gripped the base of my cock. That set me off, and I wrenched the clamps on her nipples as I came, simultaneously putting her in agony and ecstasy as I filled her with my sperm.

Panting, I laid down beside her.

I kissed her cheek gently as I undid her gag, then kissed her lips softly. She gasped, "Thank you, Master!"

"You're welcome, beautiful," I told her, then removed each of her nipple clamps. As I released each of her nipples, she gasped as blood began to flow back to them.

Once I had her untied, she kicked her shoes off after asking my permission, and we fell asleep holding each other.

The next morning, I woke up and she was gone. I had to go to the bathroom as I always did, but unlike some mornings, I had a raging hard-on. It must have been sleeping next to her and feeling the stockings against her silky-smooth legs all night that had turned me on.

I got up and took care of business, then headed to the kitchen. There I was greeted with a vision. Raquel was wearing nothing but her stockings and heels, puttering around the kitchen, apparently getting breakfast ready. I could smell the coffee brewing and wanted some immediately. I waited for a second, wanting to watch her lovely body move effortlessly around the room as she did all of the things that I appreciated so much for me dressed in a porn star's outfit. She hadn't heard me and was focused on what she was doing, so Raquel didn't see me watching her immediately. She turned toward me, and I saw that on her own, she had put the chastity cage for her clit back on, complete with the padlock.

I walked over toward her, making sure that I made enough noise for her to hear me so that I wouldn't jump her, and embraced her, kissing her deeply.

She smiled, a grin that was full of happiness. "Good morning, Master," she said sweetly. I was already almost halfway hard again just from feeling her prodigious breasts pressed against my bare chest. Damn! This woman was incredibly hot.

"You're amazing," I told her, running my hands up and down her body.

"You're amazing, too," she answered, grinning happily as she kissed me again.

"Why did you put that on?" I asked, indicating her chastity device.

"I gave myself to you, Master. You control me. This is another reminder to me and a way for me to show you that I love that you control me," was her matter-of-fact answer. We had our breakfast (the coffee was excellent) and went about our day.

The following Monday, I left on my business trip. It was uneventful. I would talk to Raquel after my work was done for the day, but I was so damn busy that I could usually only talk to her for a few minutes in the evening before I collapsed into bed.

It was a five-day trip, Monday through Friday, for a three-day conference. On Wednesday night I checked my personal email after talking to my transsexual girlfriend/sex slave and taking care of work email and phone calls, and had an unexpected new message from Raquel. There was an attachment, and it was a big one.

I opened it up to see my gorgeous girlfriend on the screen. The picture quality was so good that I couldn't help but think that she'd bought an HD camera. And it was hot. She was on her back on our bed, in much the same position that we'd been in on the night before I left: legs tied to her ankles which were then tied to the bed frame, blindfolded, and one of her arms tied to the bedpost. That was one of the differences. Another was that she was still wearing her chastity device. A third was that there was a pretty long and thick dildo in the foreground.

"Hello, Master," I heard her voice say clearly. "I don't know if you're going to be happy with me making this video for you, but if you're upset with me for doing this, I hope that you will keep in mind that I want to please you and that's why I'm doing this. If you're not happy with me, well..." she trailed off, looking directly into the camera and smiling coyly, "I guess I'll find out, won't I?




Meeting Raquel Ch. 02



"I miss you very much, Master, and thinking about you and what you're going to do with me makes me very horny. I've been a good girl for you, as you can see," she said, moving her stiff clit around inside her chastity cage, "but that doesn't change how bad I want for you to fuck me. Or how much it turns me on to know that it turns you on when I cum.

"I don't know if I can cum using just one hand, but I know that you can get me off that way, Master, so I'm going to try." And with that, she didn't speak another word.

I watched as she used only one hand to put a ball gag in her mouth and then somehow buckle it with just one hand. I tried to ignore how hard my cock was getting but it was no use. It took a minute or two, but Raquel made it happen. She then reached off screen and in her hand when it was back in frame was a pair of nipple clamps. Clover clamps. I heard her muffled gasp as she put first one, then the other, on her nipples. She even followed my cue and threaded the other clamp through the strap that held her gag on so that if she moved her head too far away, it would pull viciously on her nipples.

Once she was done with that, she used her one available hand to get a container of lubricant from off screen. She only had one hand, so she dribbled it generously over her upper inner thighs and ass cheeks, then set it aside.

She shifted slightly, and began lubing her ass. First she used one finger, then worked in a second, and a third. Once her tight ass was somewhat stretched and fully lubed, she used the same method to get the dildo slickened.

With the dildo just as covered in lubricant as her hole was, Raquel guided its thick head to her anus and started to push. She closed her pretty eyes and moaned as it pushed against the muscle ring. At this point, my pants were around my ankles and my erection was in my hand as I stroked it. This was HOT!

Raquel moaned as the head of the thick dildo entered her tight ass. It took her a few minutes for her to work it in all the way, writhing and moaning as she did, but eventually her ass swallowed all eight inches of it. She drew it out slowly and leaned her head back. I heard her groan as I watched the tension added to the chain on her nipple clamps while she slid it back into her ass.

After about a minute, I could tell that her ass was loosened up to the point where it only felt good to have her toy sliding in and out of it. Her pace quickened. I could see her clit twitching in its cage as the dildo filled her up. She was getting very hard while she fucked herself.

She sped up further, the dildo now pounding in and out of her. It was so hot to hear her moaning and grunting around the gag while I watched her gigantic breasts bounce with each thrust. Her chastity cage was now standing away from her body. I had seen this happen to her before: once she was tied up and was getting fucked hard, she didn't even have to touch her "clit" for it to get hard. I could also tell by the sounds that she was making that not only had she found her g-spot, her prostate gland, with the head of the dildo, but that she was going to be able to come. And it was a good thing, too. I was getting close myself.

I heard her moan something that sounded like, "I'm gonna come!" through her gag. Suddenly, her legs came as close together as her bonds would allow and she screamed through the gag. She kept up the pace with the dildo as she came. I watched her cock pulse and her sperm come out of the end of her chastity device where it pooled on her belly.

Raquel left the dildo inside herself as she reached up to unbuckle the gag. Panting, she looked into the camera and said, "Thank you, Master, for letting me come." The video then stopped.

I cleaned up and thought about this. While the video I had just watched was hot as hell and I knew I'd be watching it again and again, she was supposed to be my sex slave, a term she herself used. If I was her master, why wouldn't she have asked me for permission? Especially since I had bought a rather expensive solution to keep her from doing just what she had just done. I decided that I would enjoy the video but that something had to be done to punish my lovely slave.

I went to bed that night (after I watched Raquel's video again) thinking about how to solve the new dilemma she had created.

The rest of the conference went smoothly and I traveled home. As I expected, Raquel was kneeling at the door when I came in. She was dressed in one of my favorite outfits, too: a white satin corset that showed off a huge amount of her cleavage all trimmed in lace, white lace-topped stockings attached to the corset by garters, and a pair of matching high-heels. Her still-caged penis was visible between her legs, since she had omitted the corset's matching panties.

She was looking at the floor with her hands on her knees. I put my luggage down and hung up my coat, then lifted her chin up, kissing her gently on the lips. "Hello, Master," she said softly.

"Hi. I missed you."

"I missed you, too, Master. Very much!"

"I saw that."

"Did you like my surprise, Master?"

"I did. But you didn't ask for permission to do that, did you?"

She paused. Then she looked down. "No, I didn't, Master."

"We'll deal with that later," I said. "I want to make sure that you're clean. Stand up," I ordered. I had her spread her legs once she had so that I could unlock her chastity cage. "Go get ready for a shower."

"Yes, Master," she answered, and immediately headed to the bathroom. I followed.

I watched her strip off her lingerie and stand in the shower with her wrists near her cuffs. I closed them around her wrists, then started the water. She squealed as the water, not warmed up yet, hit her body. Her nipples were almost instantly rock hard. "It's cold, Master!" she cried.

"I know," I said simply as I got undressed.

It had warmed up in a minute or so, and I joined her in the shower. "What made you want to make that video?" I asked as I washed her magnificent body.

"I missed you, Master! And I thought that you might like to see me getting fucked even if you weren't here. I know that you like it when I cum, Master."

"You're right, I do," I confirmed as I rinsed her hair out. "But you made that video without my permission."

She pouted a little. "Yes, Master." Once we were done showering, I had her thoroughly clean her cock cage and then put it back on her.

We went into the bedroom. I had her put on a black pair of stockings and matching stiletto high-heels. Next, I put bondage cuffs on her wrists and ankles, then blindfolded her. I had mounted eye hooks in the ceiling previously and used one of them to secure wrists to the ceiling. After that, I attached a spreader bar between her ankles.

Next, I started wrapping 1/8" thick nylon rope around the base of her gargantuan breasts. I pulled it tightly around both of them, then tied it behind her neck so that it was a kind of bondage halter. She gasped as the rope tightened. "You like that, little girl?" I asked as I finished tying her tits up.

"It hurts, Master," she replied.

"Good. You have been a naughty little slut and now you need to be punished."

I didn't say anything else, and Raquel had the sense to not say anything else. I wasn't angry at all with, her; in fact, I was very happy that she had made that video, but she had done it without my permission.

Once her breasts were properly bound, I slipped her ball gag back into her mouth, buckling it behind her head. I then put the clover clamps on her nipples. She gasped again. Next, I lubed her rectum up and inserted the massive butt plug in her ass again. She moaned loudly as it filled her completely, her clit getting hard in its cage.

I had a couple of fishing weights that I retrieved, then tied string to the ends of them, and tied the other ends of the strings to the chain that ran between her nipple clamps. Once I let them go (gently), she moaned lustily as the clamps bit harder into her already pained nipples. She was getting deeper into her "sub space," as she called it, when her mind began to focus only on being submissive. It made her an even more pliant slave even as she craved more pain, bondage, and to be controlled even more.

"Does that hurt?" I asked quietly. She nodded yes and whimpered. "Good. Now I want you to think about what happens when you do things without my permission, slave girl," I explained.

My cock was rock hard and I wanted nothing more than to have my way with her right then, but I forced myself to say, "I'll be back. Think about it." I left the room. As I did, I could hear her whimpering, most likely begging me not the leave her alone, tied up, her ass full, and her nipples clamped viciously. I did anyway, but only left the room and walked far enough away so that I could still see her and make sure that nothing bad happened to her while she was immobilized.

She squirmed and whined, apparently trying to call me back into the room. I watched, and that turned me on even more. I knew that even if it's only for a few minutes, time seems to stretch out when your senses are deprived of input.

I let her squirm and whine for about five minutes, then returned to the room. She moaned, squirming a little. She seemed a little scared, which is how I wanted her to be.

"Are you scared?" Raquel indicated that she was. Her breathing was deeper. I marveled at the sight of her chest nearly heaving, her breasts sticking out further from her chest, nearly purple from the ropes restricting the blood flow, her every breath making the clamps on her nipples move slightly.

"Good. Now it's time for your punishment," I said, picking up a paddle. It was about a foot long, three inches wide, and about a half inch thick. I stood next to her, hauled back, and smacked her ass with it. She yelped and jumped as the room was filled with a sharp slapping sound. "This is what happens to you when you do things without my permission!" I told her, then hit her ass again. She continued to yip as I spanked her, hard, with the paddle. Five, ten, then twenty times, the paddle struck her gorgeous ass cheeks. They were red by the time that I got to twenty-five, and her breathing was ragged. I could hear that she was on the verge of tears. "This hurts, doesn't it?" I asked. She moaned an affirmative. "Good. What you did was a very good thing, but you didn't ask me if you could first!" I said, emphasizing the last word with another slap. Raquel was trying to beg through her gag, attempting to plead with me to stop while also trying to apologize.

"That's enough of that for now," I told her, setting down the paddle. In its stead, I picked up the leather whip with about 10 tails on it. They were about eighteen inches long, and as long as I didn't use it as hard as I could, they would cause her pain and leave light welts, but wouldn't break the skin.

I slowly dragged the tips over each of her breasts gently. She shivered and moaned from the feeling. Without warning, I whipped each of her lovely, bound tits ten times. My transsexual sex slave nearly screamed through her gag as I did.

"Are you going to do anything sexual to yourself without my permission, bitch?" I demanded. Her head nodded no furiously.

"I'm not quite convinced," I replied, and repeated whipping her breasts. After thirty strokes on each of her breasts, I quickly switched back to swatting her rear with the paddle another ten times. By now, tears were leaking from the corners of her eyes and she was begging me to stop, insisting that she was sorry. I noticed that even though she was clearly in a lot of pain, her clit was standing out as straight as it could in its cage.

"Are you going to do that again?" I asked, much more softly. Raquel's response was a resounding no. She shook her head from side to side ferociously, an action which made her breasts bounce even more, again tweaking the clamps on her nipples.

"I think I believe you this time," I said, and put away the paddle and whip. I then removed her chastity cage. Her cock sprang out in front of her. I stroked it gently, playing a little with her foreskin as I did. She moaned deeply, a sound filled with lust.

"Getting punished turns you right on, doesn't it, slave girl?" She agreed heartily. "Good," I said, and pulled the plug out of her ass as quickly as I could without hurting her. She almost screamed as it stretched her asshole.

"That hurt, didn't it?" She indicated that it did. I positioned myself right behind her, spread her ass cheeks, and sank balls-deep inside her with one stroke as I said, "Good." She groaned, pushing her hips back against me. She tried, despite the spreader bar and being tied to the ceiling, to bend over so that I could get even deeper inside her. Of course, she barely moved an inch in any direction.

I chuckled a little, put my hands on her hips, and began pounding in and out of her amazingly still-tight ass. She let out a lusty groan and tried to push back. I was so turned on by how my punishment had turned her on that I knew I wouldn't last long. I didn't. Her ass was clamped down on me as she writhed, trying to fuck me back, making her breasts bounce even more as she grunted like a wild animal.

While Raquel could climax from being penetrated, the angle I was fucking her at was not the best for getting her off that way, and it usually took about five to ten minutes of pretty continuous stimulation of her prostate. I didn't have that long. After about three minutes, I could feel my orgasm building in my toes. A few seconds later, I put a death grip on her smooth scrotum as I slammed into her ass even harder and shot a huge load of sperm into her ass. She groaned as I came inside her, and I could tell that she wasn't too far from coming herself.

Panting, I pulled out. "Now here's the last part of your punishment," I told her. "I'm going to leave you like this for a little while. And I'm not going to let you come." Her response was immediate and vehement. She clearly did not want to be left alone, tied up, horny, and still in pain. "You don't like that? That's the point," I said, and left the room. She tried to plead with me to get me to stay, but I just kept walking.

After about an hour, I returned to the room. I was surprised to see that her beautiful cock was still just as hard as it was when I had left. I had somehow allowed myself to forget how much it turned her on to be used, abused, and humiliated. Her long legs were shaking visibly and there was a thin sheen of sweat on her body. Standing for that long in that position was apparently pretty tiring. Raquel was breathing more heavily than normal and was moaning softly. I stepped to her and said in her ear softly, "Have you learned your lesson, slave girl?"

Her head nodded vigorously in the affirmative. "Have you been able to come?"

She indicated that she had not. "It looks like it," I said, smiling into her ear as I brushed her throbbing-hard clit. At that contact, she moaned deeply.

"Do you want to come now?" If she hadn't been gagged, she would have been begging me to come. Her head nodded violently up and down as she whined. "That's a shame," I said. She groaned in desire and frustration. I put her chastity cage back on her stiff shaft—no small feat, since she was very, very hard. "I may let you come tomorrow if you're good." She groaned again, then whimpered. "I'm going to untie you now," I told her. "Are you going to try anything funny, like somehow get yourself off?" I asked.

She was vehement that she would not. "OK, good," I replied, then set about releasing the bindings on her luscious breasts, then removing her gag and blindfold. I saved her nipple clamps for the last thing before I untied her wrists and ankles. "I'm sorry, Master!" she gasped as soon as the gag was out of her mouth.

I didn't say anything, just pulled the lead weights off of her nipple clamps. Raquel nearly screamed when I released her left nipple. She had taken her punishment well, as a good submissive should, so I immediately took it into my mouth, gently sucking on it, to try to alleviate the pain that I knew the blood rushing back had to be putting her in. "Oh, FUCK! That hurts so much!" she exclaimed as the clamp came off. But it sounded like she almost climaxed when I gently suckled her nipple.

After about two minutes, I repeated the process on her other nipple. This time, as soon as her nipple came in my mouth, she just about screamed again, her body tensing, then shaking. I looked down at her caged cock and saw her cum dripping out of the end of its cage. I had truly underestimated how much of a pain slut she really was.

As soon as her body stopped convulsing, she was all apologies: "I'm so sorry, Master! I couldn't help it! You know that I'm a pain slut and even though it hurts so much it feels so good! And then your mouth..." she trailed off.

I chuckled as I unlocked the padlocks on her ankle restraints and freed her from the spreader bar. "I'm not mad, I guess that you earned that," I reassured her.

I moved to free her wrists and we made eye contact. "I'm so sorry that I let you down, Sir," she said, her eyes welling up. "I was trying to please you. I won't ever do that again. I love you so much." It nearly broke my heart.

I gently took her face in my hands and kissed her as tenderly as I could. "I love you, too. You're the best thing that ever happened to me. I know that you were trying to please me, but if you want to truly live this way, then this is one part of it." I glanced down at the jizz dripping from her cock cage. "It looks like you enjoyed yourself anyway," I added with a grin.

She blushed as her wrists were freed. "Yeah, it did turn me on an awful lot, Sir," she said, giggling and wrapping her arms around me in a fierce hug. She kissed me fiercely, passionately. "I want to please you. It pleases me," she said lustily, quickly planting kisses down my chest until she reached my member. I sighed as her heavenly mouth took every inch of my almost flaccid member. That began to change immediately. Especially when I remembered that her ass was still full of that massive plug.

"Don't come without my permission again," I sighed, sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Mmmm-mmm," she moaned, nodding her head slightly from side to side. I reached forward as I watched my beautiful transsexual sex slave girlfriend service me with enthusiasm and gently pinched her nipples. She yelped, then became more ardent. As always, within ten minutes, I could feel my orgasm fast approaching. "I'm gonna come, baby," I told her, breathing heavily. She just moaned and picked up the pace while not getting rough. "You want to swallow my cum, don't you?"

"Mmmm-hmmm!" she affirmed.

"Here it comes!" I grunted and exploded in her mouth. She moaned deeply as I felt her sucking the cum I deposited on her tongue down her throat as soon as she could.



Meeting Raquel Ch. 03



After that, I didn't have much in the way of discipline problems with her. Raquel still got off in a big way on being punished, so I would incorporate it somewhat when we were having sex, but mostly I fucked her after she was tightly bound. Out of nowhere, one day she asked me, "Have you ever thought about bringing somebody else in to play with us? Like a regular girl?"

I was thunderstruck. I thought furiously for a few seconds. I had, but I had thought that it would be at the very least, bad taste to mention it. Raquel was so cool though... "Once or twice. Why do you ask?"

"I've never been with a regular girl. And...honestly, I've fantasized about watching you dominate a girl." She said it very softly, like she was embarrassed.

"You just keep getting more and more awesome," I said, kissing her furiously. "I think that that could be hot if we found the right girl." We discussed the hows first: how to find a submissive genetic girl (GG), how to make sure that the one that we found wasn't some psychopath, and, most importantly, how to find one who would hopefully not only be into being a "third wheel," but one with a fellow transsexual sub.

I had paused the movie that we had been watching so long that the screen saver had come on. From the logistics, we moved on to what we might be able to do, and before long we were kissing each other passionately, pulling our clothes off, and describing what we imagined doing with this (so far) fictional woman while we had some of the most passionate sex we had ever had. And there wasn't even any bondage involved! At least not in what we were doing. I said something about Raquel dominating her and filming it for me and that sent us both over the edge.

As we lay in each other's arms, panting, we agreed to start looking for a playmate.

It turned out to take longer than either of us had hoped. We found an online dating site that was focused on the more fetish-y aspects of sex, saying that we were a couple who was looking for a third, a second submissive. We did not disclose that Raquel was transgendered, but did post some fairly racy pics, hoping to draw someone compatible.

We ended up going out to dinner with at least five separate women that responded to get to know them before we possibly brought them into our home. They all were attractive, open-minded, submissive, and a lot of fun to spend time with. However, as soon as we did disclose that Raquel wasn't born as the gorgeous creature that she had turned out to be, they were polite but we never heard back from them.

Raquel and I struck gold on our next try. It had been almost five weeks, and we were getting discouraged. We arranged to meet with a pretty woman named Christina (she went by Tina). She was about 5' 5", curvy but not heavy at all, she had large breasts like Raquel did, and had a pair of the most beautiful eyes I had ever seen. They were blue but had an oriental flavor to them. I found out later that while her heritage was Polish, somewhere there was some Mongol blood in her.

We met Tina at a decent restaurant and got to know each other. What we all did for work, our interests, the music and movies we liked, and what we did in our leisure time. After dinner and a few glasses of wine each, we got down to brass tacks. Tina broke the ice.

In her smoky voice, she asked, "So the two of you are looking for someone to play with?"

I had almost gotten used to broaching this subject, but wasn't quite there yet. I was a little flustered when I answered, "Yes. Someone submissive."

"I've got some experience with that," Tina said with a smile. Looking at me, she asked, "Are you the dominant one in your relationship?"

"Definitely," I replied with a smile of my own. I took a sip of wine and continued: "We're not looking for anything committed, or for anything other than a friend with benefits and mutual interests. How open-minded are you?"

"I have a pretty open mind," Tina replied.

I glanced at Raquel, who gave me an encouraging little smile and asked, "How open?"

"Really open. Why do you ask?"

"Let me try to answer with another question. You don't have to answer if you're not comfortable, but do you watch any porn?"

"Sometimes," she replied with a chuckle.

"What kind?"

She breathed in as if gathering her thoughts. Then Tina answered, "All kinds. Mostly hardcore stuff, anal, a lot of girl-on-girl, threesomes, a lot of bondage stuff."

"Anything else?" I prompted.

"Sometimes I go a little more toward some fetishes."

"Such as?"

"I watch some shemale porn every now and then," Tina answered, almost looking a little embarrassed.

"Have you ever thought of being with a transsexual?" I sneaked a side glance at Raquel, who was looking just the tiniest bit tense.

"Is this going somewhere?" Tina asked. "I know that that's kind of what this is, but I'm feeling like I'm on a job interview," she said with a laugh.

"Sorry, it's just that this is important to both of us. Have you? I'll tell you now that I have," I answered.

She paused. "I have a few times, yeah."

I grinned. "Good."

I looked at Raquel. She took over. "Do you find them attractive?"

"Yeah, I guess I do. Where are you both going with this?"

Raquel took a deep breath. This part had not gone well the last times. "Because I'm a transsexual. I'm very submissive, and we both would love to have a submissive genetic girl like you to play with, but we haven't had much luck finding anyone yet."

Tina looked stunned. "I...I don't know if I believe you," she replied. "You're gorgeous!"

Raquel blushed and smiled. "Thank you. But I definitely am. I can show you if you want." She turned to me. "Is that OK?"

I laughed. "Of course it is. Do you ladies suddenly have to use the restroom?"

Tina answered: "We do now. I have to see this to believe it." With that, they headed off. I tried desperately not to think about what was going on in the ladies' room, so I fiddled with my phone. I couldn't not think about what the look on Tina's pretty face would be when she got a look on Raquel's gorgeous cock. (When we went on these dates, I never put Raquel's plug in or had her wear her chastity device.)

They returned a few minutes later, both giggling. I put my phone away as they approached the table. "Well?"

"I had to see it to believe it, but as beautiful as she is, your lady here really is what she says she is," Tina answered with a smile.

I was excited beyond description. "So you might be interested in playing with us?"

"Do you have any plans after this?" she asked with a twinkle in her eye. I was quickly developing a crush on this girl.

I laughed, and said, "As much as I'd love to, why don't we meet again tomorrow night? If we click like this again, maybe we can work something out?"

She almost looked disappointed, but Tina smiled. "Sure." The three of us exchanged numbers, paid the bill, and left.

As soon as we got in the car, Raquel and I were talking a mile a minute. "What happened in the bathroom?" I asked immediately.

Raquel laughed. "I knew you'd want to know that first. There was someone in there when we first went in, so we had to wait for her to leave. After that, we went into a stall and I showed her."

"And?"

"And she asked me if she could touch it. I let her and it started getting me hard. No woman's ever done that to me. Tina's something special," she related.

"Did anything else happen?" I inquired with a grin.

"No, nothing else happened. I didn't know if you would have wanted me to do anything else," she replied.

"In that situation, you would've been fine no matter what!" I said.

"I wish that I'd known that before," she said as she began to rub my crotch. My cock stiffened as she unzipped my fly. We did have another 15 minutes before we got home... I sighed and set the cruise as Raquel's delicious lips enveloped my erection. She had to lean down onto my lap to get there. With the hand that wasn't on the wheel, I started rubbing her breasts through her dress as she sucked my cock. After pinching her nipple pretty fiercely, I wandered south, and pulled her out of her panties. She was just as hard as I was and so I started to stroke her.

I was just getting close as we got home. I parked and we almost ran inside. Once we were in the door, I had her go get her wrist cuffs, gag, nipple clamps, and gag. As soon as she had them, I got her on her knees on the floor, cuffed her hands behind her back, gagged her, clamped her nipples, and sank myself deep into her ass doggy-style, her shoulders on the floor, right in the entryway. She groaned as I pounded her ass mercilessly. Raquel had done such a good job with her mouth that her ass only lasted about two minutes as I exploded inside her. Panting, I asked, "You're just as turned on by the idea of me dominating Tina as I am, aren't you?" She moaned yes through her gag. "You're such a good little slut," I told her as I pulled out.

"Roll onto your back," I commanded, getting up. I quickly got a big dildo and slid it into her. She groaned again, and I continued to fuck her with the dildo, squeezing her smooth balls as I did. Within three minutes, she exploded herself, coming all over her dress.

She was panting as I removed the gag, blindfold, and nipple clamps. I left the dildo buried deep in her ass for the moment.

"I really want to watch you dominate and fuck her," she told me.

My spent member twitched at hearing that. I gently worked the dildo out of her and asked, "Why? I mean, I love hearing that, it turns me on, but why do you want to see that?"

"Because I can tell that it turns you on a lot and I want you to be happy."

"But you make me happy," I said, kissing her softly. "I love you."

"I love you, too," she answered, rolling over so that I could release her wrists. She continued once they were off: "But I know that as much as you like sex with me, you still like pussy. And besides, what better way for a slave girl to make her Master happy than to set him up with another slave who's really hot and submissive?" I noticed her shaft, which had been losing its hardness, twitch when she added, "I'll bet that you're working up all sorts of ways to dominate her and force me to watch."

I chuckled. "Guilty. But I've also been thinking about using both of you at once."

"I can't wait to find out what you have in mind," Raquel said, kissing me deeply. "I have to get out of this dress so that I can clean it," she said, getting up. "You turned me on so much that I made a mess, Sir." I laughed as she walked off to do so.
We were both exhausted from the excitement and nervousness we had gone through after meeting Tina and finding out that she was not only very submissive, but she was also turned on by Raquel's genitalia. We went to bed and slept deeply.

The next day was a Saturday. I awoke to the smell of coffee and the sound of Raquel doing something in the kitchen, it sounded like she was making breakfast.

I took care of the bathroom details, and headed to the kitchen. "Morning, handsome!" she said, kissing me.

"Morning," I mumbled. I needed coffee.

I poured some and sat down at the kitchen table, sipping it quickly, the better to wake myself up. I watched Raquel putter around the kitchen as she made eggs, English muffins, and bacon (my favorite!). I was still mesmerized by the way that her ass moved when she walked.

"You're sexy," I said to her.

She grinned. "So are you!"

"Nah," was all that I could muster for a retort.

"Yup. You looking forward to tonight?" she asked. I glanced at her crotch as she walked by. She was dressed in a very simple set of white cotton "boy shorts" and a tank top. The very irregular bulge in the front showed me that she had not tried to remove her chastity cage. As she walked away, I could see that she had a rectangular black protrusion between her ass cheeks, meaning that I had forgotten to take her ass plug out, and she had slept with it in.

"Yeah, I am," I answered. I was a little less groggy now that the coffee was starting to kick in. "Did you sleep OK?"

"I slept wonderfully, because I was next to you," she replied, beaming that 10,000,000 watt smile at me.

"Even with that plug in you?"

She paused. "It wasn't easy to get to sleep. You know how much it turns me on to be as full as this makes me, Sir," she answered in a demure way. "But once I was asleep, I slept like a baby."

"Sorry, I forgot to take that out, baby."

She stopped what she was doing and came over to kiss me softly. Looking directly into my eyes, she told me, "You are my Master. Whatever you do to me is your choice." Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed a slight twitch in her shorts. "I have given myself completely to you." After saying her piece and kissing me again, ever so gently, she went back to making our breakfast.

"Do you want me to take it out?"

"Only if you want, Master." Now I was at half-mast, since she kept reminding me how submissive she was and how much control of her she had given me. Still, if she was uncomfortable, I needed to know. That kind of control came with a lot of responsibility.

"Is it doing anything to you that's not good?"

She stopped again. Looking at me, she answered, "I'll need to go to the bathroom soon, but other than that, it's not doing anything to me but reminding me that you own me and the thought of that--" she almost shuddered--"turns me on all of the time. I love to be yours."

With that, she finished making breakfast. I let it go until we were done, then cleared our dishes for us. When we had first experimented, then fallen in love with her submission to me, we had to quickly come to an understanding, or else we wouldn't have been able to tolerate each other. In the bedroom, and with regard to anything remotely sexual, unless it was going to hurt Raquel, what I said went. Outside of that, we were total equals. If, for some reason, there was some kind of money dispute, I had promised her that there was no way in hell that I would bring our sexual relationship into any other part of it.

Once I had cleared the dishes, I said, "Go do what you mentioned before. You can take the plug out and I'll unlock you."

"I'll get your keys," she replied brightly, and left the room.

"Are you going to take a shower?" I called as she walked away.

She turned to face me. "I'll be one hundred percent clean for you." She grinned, that heartbreaking smile melting my heart, but with an impish tint to it. She spun again, and I watched her heavenly ass wiggle away.

Once she and I had both showered, I broached the topic that had been on our minds since dinner the night before. "I can't stop thinking about dinner tonight."

She had been putting some clothes away. As the submissive in the relationship, she had insisted on taking most of the household duties upon herself. That worked for me, since I had a violent hatred of housework. "Neither can I! I want to wear something sexy," she gushed. I couldn't help but laugh.

"I want you to, too. I want to see what you have in mind." I should have known better. That kicked off an hour-long "fashion show" where she showed me all of her tasteful, yet sexy dresses. We settled on a very simple green cocktail dress. It had spaghetti straps, was low-cut and form-fitting, and came to just above her knees. With that, she would wear black thigh-high stockings, a garter belt, and a lacy, bikini-style thong. It was hot. I promised her, of my own accord, that she wouldn't be wearing the cock cage.

Next, we picked what I was going to wear. We settled on a nice blue button-down shirt accompanied by black slacks and matching shoes. No tie, since the restaurant that we were meeting Tina at was nice, but not uptight-nice. I decided to wear silk boxer shorts that Raquel had gotten me as a gift a while ago.

That done, it was about 11:00 in the morning. We had the whole day to spend before we met Tina, and neither of us could think about anything else. Somehow, we managed to get through the day. It was even worse for me, since the day before, something that I had ordered as a surprise for Raquel had come in. I had had it shipped to work to be safe.

I had ordered a custom-made butt plug for her. It was special for several reasons. First, it was made of a softer, more forgiving latex than the relatively inexpensive one that I had been filling her ass with until now. But the real reason that it was special was twofold. Most butt plugs had a fairly rounded tip, flared out, then swooped back in toward the base in order to stay inside its wearer. This one was different. I had discovered that my penis was about a quarter inch short of always—every time—being the right length for my head to strike her prostate. If I was fucking her fairly hard, the head of my cock hit her prostate every stroke or every other stroke. It never failed to make her cum when I was able to do that. I had measured my erection and added between a quarter and a half inch when I ordered this plug. Instead of a rounded tip, it had a flexible shaft at the end, so that the tip of that shaft would rest directly against her prostate.

The second thing that made this plug special was that at the end of that shaft was a vibrating motor. The other part of that was that it was remote controlled. There was an RF receiver and batteries in the base of the plug to go with a small remote that I could use to control when that motor would vibrate. So it would be sitting directly against her prostate, and I could remotely control, from as far as 50 feet away, whether it was on or off. Thinking about this got me hard.

It was about 6 P.M. Our reservations were for 7:30. Raquel had already started getting ready, taking a shower, getting her makeup on, then getting dressed in the outfit that I had decided that she should wear. I was ready to go and was just waiting for her to finish getting ready. She was putting the finishing touches on her makeup when I walked up behind her. I kissed her neck and asked, "You almost ready?"

She finished with her mascara and said, "I am, now, Master." Hearing her call me that never failed to turn me on.

"Good. Come here," I directed. She stood and walked over to me, kissing me gently.

"Here I am."

"Get down on your knees." She did so without hesitation.

"Bend over so that your shoulders are on the floor."

She sounded a little lusty when she answered, "Yes, Master," as she did so.

"Lift up your dress." She did.

I pulled her filmy thong to the side as I ordered, "Close your eyes."

Her gorgeous eyes closed and she answered, "Yes, Master."

I retrieved her/my brand new butt plug from where I had hidden it and got a bottle of lube. I drizzled a fair amount of lube onto her squeaky-clean asshole and worked it in with first one, then two, fingers. She sighed as my fingertips penetrated her. Next, I lubed up the new plug, which was about the same size (big!) as the one that she had been using. I positioned the head of it, the oscillating motor, at her hole, and pushed it in gently. She was relaxed, so it slid in easily. "Hmmmm..." she sighed as it slid into her. Once we reached the wider part, it took a little longer for her ass to accept its thickness, but eventually I got it worked in.

Finished, I pulled her thong back over the base of the plug, pulled her dress back down, and had her stand up. "Ready?"

"I'm ready, Sir," she answered.

"Great. Let's go."

We got into the car and headed to the restaurant. We would be a little early, but that didn't matter.

As we drove, she asked, "Master, may I ask you a question?"

"What do you want to know?" I replied, trying to sound like I wouldn't know why she would want to ask me anything.

"That wasn't the same plug that I've been using, is it?" she postulated.

I always knew she was smart. It was one of the reasons that I was so attracted to her. "No, it's not. Why do you ask?"




Meeting Raquel Ch. 03



"It felt...longer. I don't feel any more full, but it felt like it was...I don't know. Longer. What's different, Sir?"

I grinned. "It's a surprise."

She tried whining. "But...I wanna know, Master, please?"

"Knock that off." It wasn't a request. It was a declaration.

"Yes, Sir," she replied, pouting a little.

Raquel didn't have time to come up with another protest, because we had arrived at the restaurant. There were butterflies in my stomach. Not only because of the possibilities with Tina, but I truly wanted to test drive the new plug that I had bought my love/slave.

We entered the restaurant, the remote in my pocket. I gave my name. While the Maitre'd was looking it up, I reached into my pocket and triggered the remote. Raquel nearly gasped next to me. I quickly turned it off, and fortunately he walked off as she tried to recover.

"What the hell is that?!" she asked in a fierce whisper. I just grinned.

We were seated at our table, and we ordered a bottle of wine. As soon as he walked away, she leaned over. I got an eyeful of her gorgeous cleavage as she whispered, "I don't know what it is that's in my ass, but it took everything I had to keep from my hard-on popping out!"

I explained a little about the butt plug, grinning the whole time.

Raquel was visibly aroused. And I couldn't even see her cock, but I knew that she was halfway to hard. I had never done this to her; I had never done something that I knew would make her so horny that her self-control would not be able to overcome how turned on it made her, risking exposing to anyone who could see that while she was a gorgeous woman, this gorgeous woman had a cock.

"Oh, I don't even know what to say!" She was actually a little angry! I was surprised. "You know my secret and no one else does. I would really like to keep it that way!" she spat.

I triggered the remote in my pocket for about three seconds. She closed her eyes. I could see her trying not to moan.

I said, almost under my breath, "You said that you wanted to be mine. Well, you are. The plug in your ass has a vibrating motor that sits directly against your prostate. I'll bet that five minutes is the most that you'll be able to take before you're creaming in your panties. And it's under my control."

She was flushed now, and breathing a little heavily. Once she had regained her composure, she said softly, "Yes, Master, I am yours. But please don't do that for so long that I get really hard. I'm tucked away, but that's going to make me so hard that I won't be able to hide it."

I looked directly into her eyes. "I won't. Not here, at least."

We didn't get to discuss it any further because at that moment, the maitre'd escorted Tina to our table.

She looked fantastic. She was wearing a dark blue dress that showed just enough of her ample cleavage to be tantalizing but not enough to be slutty. The same went for her hemline; it was short enough to be sexy but not short enough that she looked like a whore. She was also wearing either pantyhose or nude stockings (I hoped to find out soon) and fairly high heels that matched her dress. Her angelic face was made up subtly which truly brought out the best in her features. I found myself focusing on her lips, especially. It looked like we had all gone out of our way to impress each other without going too far, looking too eager.

She sat, then immediately cued to the low-level tension in the air. "Is everything OK?" she asked.

I paused, then explained, "Raquel isn't totally happy with a surprise that I got her. I think we'll be OK, though, right, babe?" I looked at my gorgeous girlfriend, hoping she had gotten over the shock.

She took a deep breath and replied, "Yeah, we'll be fine. I just wasn't expecting that is all." She leaned over and kissed me.

"You look great!" she exclaimed at Tina.

Tina smiled sheepishly. "I hope I didn't go too over the top, but I really enjoyed meeting you last night and I'm hoping we'll have at least as much fun tonight." When she said that, there was a twinkle in her eye again and I could swear that she almost winked.

"Me, too," Raquel and I said, almost in unison.

We all had a good laugh at that as I poured Tina a glass of the Chardonnay from the bottle that we had already half-consumed. We continued with more small talk, and got into other topics that we had not covered the night before, and everything that we talked about seemed to highlight how much the three of us had in common.

Well into the second bottle of wine as we were waiting for our meals to be ready, Tina asked, "I hope that this isn't too forward or personal, but do you mind if I ask what the surprise was?"

Raquel leaned over and whispered into Tina's ear for a few moments. Tina's eyes widened. She took a healthy sip of wine. "That's...pretty hot," she commented. "You gave him that much control?" she asked Raquel.

"Of course," Raquel answered, beaming at me. "We're in love and we both love the power exchange of it all. It turns us on to no end," she added in a much quieter voice.

"Looks like I hit the jackpot," I heard her say quietly.

I laughed and asked, "Why's that?"

"Because I would love to experience that. The submission. I know that we talked a little bit about porn last night, but I usually end up watching hardcore bondage porn where the woman's the submissive one. I end up imagining that I'm the one who's bound, gagged, and abused, and it gets me off so fast..." she trailed off.

Tina seemed to come back to where she was with a sheepish look. "Actually, I'm pretty...um...aroused, just thinking about what you told me about," she confessed, glancing at Raquel. I couldn't help but grin.

"Wanna play with the remote?" I said, sneaking a wink at Raquel. She stuck her tongue out. We all knew that we wouldn't be getting up for several minutes. Besides, we were in a corner booth in a fairly secluded part of the restaurant, so if Raquel did end up getting a hard-on, no one would notice.

"Are you serious?"

"Absolutely."

"Um...sure!" I handed it over. It was tiny, barely the size of a keyless entry remote for a car. It only had one switch and a little red indicator light.

Tina slid the switch to on, and Raquel gasped. She bit her lip, closing her eyes, as she arched her back, beginning to breathe very deeply.

Our new friend immediately turned it off and handed it back to me. "I can't have that much control," she said.

"Why not?" I asked as Raquel tried to compose herself.

"Because that's not who I am, at least not when it comes to that kind of thing."

"I think we'll be able to get along just fine," I answered with a smile, raising my glass. We toasted and were silent for a moment.

Tina suddenly leaned over to Raquel and whispered in her ear for a few seconds. They were sitting right next to each other, Raquel to my left, Tina to her left.

Raquel giggled after looking around the restaurant surreptitiously and said, "Sure." I didn't see much but figured out what the question had been pretty quickly. Tina was feeling Raquel's erection under the table! I found myself developing one of my own.

That ended quickly, as I alerted them that our waitress was bringing our orders out.

While we ate, we talked about the details of the tentative relationship that the three of us had agreed upon without saying anything. It all just felt so natural. We found out that Tina was at least as much of a pain slut as Raquel. She also enjoyed a certain amount of humiliation, but what truly turned her on the most—she admitted that just thinking about it made her wet—was giving up control to someone strong. We discussed everyone's boundaries and even got as far as agreeing on a safe word.

We were just finishing our third bottle of wine when Raquel asked me, "We have more of this at home. Do you want to head home soon?"

"That sounds great, but we're having a good time with our new friend, aren't we?"

"Well, last night, she asked us if we had any plans for later last night, so maybe we should invite her to come with us?"

Tina just watched this exchange. After neither Raquel nor I had said anything for a few seconds, she piped up with, "Um...if you're inviting me, that sounds like it could be fun."

"Fantastic," I said. The three of us were grinning at each other as I signaled the waitress for the check. I picked up the tab as a "thank you" to Tina for meeting with us.

We agreed on a cab to get back to our place, since we had been a bit deep in our cups. Not drunk, but just intoxicated enough so that driving could have turned out very badly. And that was the last thing that I wanted to have happen, the way the night was going.

We arrived and went inside. After instructing Raquel to go remove her remote control butt plug, I went to go and get the wine going while Raquel showed Tina around. Our place wasn't the Taj Mahal, but it was nice and it was big enough for both of us. I ran into some trouble with finding the bottle opener, but finally got it open. I poured the wine and headed into the living room.

When I go there, I stopped short. Dead in my tracks, in fact. Raquel and Tina had kicked their heels off but Raquel was still much taller. They were locked in a passionate embrace, kissing each other deeply. I cleared my throat. It was almost funny to watch the two of them jump.

"I got the wine," I said. I couldn't help grinning. Two beautiful women, one of whom was my girlfriend/lover/dream girl and had a cock, were making out in my living room!

"Thank you, Sir," Raquel said, her head slightly bowed, as she took her glass.

I was shocked as all hell when Tina also said, "Thank you, Sir," when I handed hers over.

"What did you just say?"

"I thanked you for bringing me wine, Sir. Now that we're not in public, I can show you both how much I love to submit," she explained. She took a sip of wine, then, without any prompting, reached behind her and unzipped the back of her dress. It fell around her feet and she stepped out of it. Before it had hit the floor, she had her bra unhooked and her breasts, just as large if not quite as magnificent as Raquel's, were out in the open. She had a tiny g-string on, but was out of it within ten seconds of her bra hitting the floor. There she stood, naked but for her stockings, in front of Raquel and me. Her pussy was shaved completely bare, and looked wonderful.

What caught my eye even more than the fact that she had absolutely no pubic hair was the gold ring, shining in the candlelight, that had been pierced through the hood of her clitoris. Tina was definitely a freak.

"Well," I said after clearing my throat. I looked directly at Raquel. "What are you waiting for?"

With no hesitation, she replied, "Yes, Master," and was also completely disrobed within about 45 seconds. Except for her black stockings, Raquel was also nude. Excluding the difference in height of about an inch between the two of them, they had similar body types. Fairly long legs, enormous breasts, and a fantastic hourglass figure. Although Raquel's figure was closer to the fantasy of many men than Tina's was, they were both hot as hell.

The other difference was now in stark relief. Raquel liked girls almost as much as I did, judging by the size of her erection. My own cock was about six and a half inches. Hers was slightly larger, in fact, even though she rarely used it on me.

At that second, I flashed back to one of those times and my cock surged at the thought of what Tina could bring to the equation:

After having her dress in black thigh-high stockings and matching stiletto heels and nothing else, I had filled Raquel's ass with her large butt plug. I had then laid her on the bed on her back. I had bound her wrists together, looping the rope between them so that they wouldn't come loose, then tied that to the headboard. I tied her knees together the same way that I had tied her wrists, then trailed the rope down to her ankles, which I tied in the same way. There was no way that she could get her legs apart. I blindfolded and gagged her, and put large, heavy nipple clamps on her. She had groaned in ecstasy and accompanying agony as they went on. I then put about a dozen clothespins on both of her ample breasts. She had moaned deeply every time that one went on. Surprisingly, though, her "clit" wasn't very hard.

I murmured in her ear after I had bound her totally, "Is this not turning you on, slave girl?"

"Mmmm! Mmm-mmm!" she grunted through her gag, trying to show that she disagreed completely.

"Then why aren't you hard?"

She whined a little and tried to move. I figured that I could solve this problem pretty easily. I straddled her face so that my balls were resting right on her chin, then leaned down and took her entire member into my mouth as deep as I could. She moaned with lust. It only took a few seconds before she was breathing very deeply and groaning as I bobbed my head up and down on her shaft, one that was stiffening very quickly. As soon as she was fully erect, I pulled my mouth off and said, "No matter what, you're still my sexy little slave slut."

I got the lube and applied it to myself quickly but took my time with her. I liberally slathered it over her cock, relishing in the sounds of lust coming through her gag as I slowly stroked her cock.

Without warning her, I stopped, set the lube down, straddled her hips, and guided her head against my sphincter. I groaned in concert with her as I felt her thickness entering me. It took several moments for me to accommodate her size, but the feeling of my submissive transgendered sex slave girlfriend's cock entering my ass went quickly from discomfort to ecstasy.

"You like how this feels?" I grunted as I sank down completely on her cock.

"Mmm-HMMMM!" she groaned.

"Good," I said as I lifted myself up, grabbed her balls, and squeezed as I sank back down on her. She almost screamed at that. I couldn't help but grunt, it felt so good to have her erect cock in my ass while I knew that it was turning her on just as much to be tied up and used however I wanted to.

I relished the feeling of her hard cock sliding in and out of my ass. If I dropped myself down on her right, I could feel her head bumping against my prostate. I couldn't help but grunt and groan; it felt so good!

I took my hand away from squeezing her balls and reached up with one hand to gently tug on the chain between her nipple clamps while I used the other to stroke my cock. One of the reasons that I had always been attracted to transgendered women was because while they made the perfect lesbians, they usually weren't. But they loved men, for the most part. And while I loved seeing the male genitalia on a woman, I was not attracted to men in any way. This wonderful woman truly was the best of both worlds.

"You're gonna make me come, bitch," I groaned. She replied with a similar sound. "You getting close?" She made it known to me that she was. "Come for me baby," I said as I rode her harder. I was stroking myself furiously as I firmly pulled on her nipple clamp chain. I felt her whole body stiffen as she screamed through her gag. At the same time, her cock turned rock-hard and I felt her pulsing in my ass. Just then, I soared over the edge, just about shouting as I emptied my whole load all over her belly and her bound tits.

Panting, I slowly pulled each of the clothespins off of her breasts, her still-hard cock buried in my ass twitching fiercely as each one came off. When I took her clamps off, even though she had started to soften and she had just had an orgasm, her "clit" got much harder, even though I knew how much it hurt her when they came off...

I snapped back to the present. I had two drop-dead gorgeous women standing just about naked in front of me, and they had already agreed to submit to me. At a loss for anything else to say, I said, "Well, put your heels on and get back to what you were doing."

"Yes, Master."

"Yes, Sir!" Tina was especially enthusiastic. They both hastily slipped their heels back on and embraced again, kissing passionately. Just as they wrapped their arms around each other, I could see that Raquel's cock was getting very hard, to match her nipples, and Tina's, I noticed.

As they kissed deeply, Tina's hands began exploring Raquel's body. Her hands moved down to Raquel's DD breasts, lingered for a moment, then moved down to caress her ass. Tina's right hand began playing with the crack of Raquel's ass, her fingertip toying with my transsexual girlfriend's hole. Raquel moaned softly into Tina's mouth. Meanwhile, Tina's left hand started softly stroking Raquel's partially hard cock. Raquel moved her hands from Tina's back to touch the first pair of breasts that weren't hers. Raquel tentatively played with Tina's nipples. Soon they were both sighing and moaning softly as their tongues danced in each other's mouths. My cock was rock-hard as I watched this long-time fantasy of mine playing out in front of me.

After pinching Tina's nipples for a moment, Raquel's hand drifted down Tina's flat stomach to her pussy. Tina moaned softly again. I was fascinated to see Raquel touching her first vagina. I saw Tina shudder slightly as Raquel's fingertips brushed the ring that punctured Tina's clitoris hood.

A minute or two later, Tina broke their kiss and looked at me. "Sir, I am very turned on. May we have sex, please?" All three of us had already had ourselves tested, and Tina was taking birth control, so it looked like neither Raquel nor I would need a condom.

I was still trying to process the vision in front of me, so it took me a moment to answer. "Hell, yes!" I said quietly.

"I've never been with a girl before," Raquel said softly.

Tina kissed her gently and led her to the couch. "I've never been with a girl like you, either. Just sit and I'll take care of you," she replied.

Raquel sat down, her long legs spread. Her cock was as hard as I had ever seen it. Tina stepped between Raquel's knees, then got down on her own. Without hesitation, she took Raquel's clit into her mouth. Raquel moaned, "Oh, god, that feels so good!"

Tina just moaned as her head bobbed up and down. She ran her hands up and down Raquel's legs a few times, then slid her hands up to Raquel's breasts. Tina played with Raquel's nipples as she blew her, gently at first, then getting rougher. After a moment of that, one of her hands made it down to her own nipple, which she pinched viciously hard. I heard a lusty moan from Tina around Raquel's erection.

Tina stopped suddenly, stood up, and kissed Raquel deeply as she straddled Raquel's voluptuous hips. Without another word, she reached behind her with one hand to grab Raquel's shaft, and used her other hand to spread her pussy lips, slowly sinking down on my sex slave's erection. They both moaned as Raquel penetrated Tina.

"Oh, my god!" Raquel gasped. "I never knew that this would feel so good!"

Tina giggled as she began to ride Raquel gently. "Your cock feels so good, baby..." They kissed again. At this point, I wasn't able to resist any more and had my dick in my hand, stroking it slowly.

Their moans and groans were a symphony as Tina rode Raquel. She tipped her head back with her eyes closed and started playing with her nipples. Raquel gently brushed her hands away and replaced them with her own. She knew just how much she liked pain on her own nipples and had already noticed how much Tina liked it, too. Tina returned the favor, getting fairly rough with Raquel's nipples as well.

"You're gonna make me come!" Tina gasped.

"I'm close, too," Raquel moaned. "You're so tight!" Nothing more was said as Tina cried out, tossing her head back and forth as shudders of ecstasy rocked through her body. Apparently this was too much for Raquel, who grunted in the incredibly sexy way that she did when she was climaxing herself. It looked like Tina had just about finished with her orgasm when Raquel's hit, and Tina was off again, nearly screaming this time.




Meeting Raquel Ch. 03



Panting, Tina kissed Raquel softly. "You are amazing." There was a thin sheen of sweat on both her body and Raquel's.

"If I had known girls are this good, I would have tried one of you a long time ago!" Raquel exclaimed.

Tina giggled as she climbed off. Raquel asked her, "Umm...are you always this wet?"

She looked slightly embarrassed. "Not always. Sometimes I get wetter."

"Do you squirt?" I asked.

"I can squirt, sir, yes," Tina answered.

"Every time?"

"Most of the time I can, yes, sir." This kept getting better and better.

"That's very good to hear," I answered. "That's one of my favorite things."

"I'm glad that I can make you happy," she said very demurely.

Tina excused herself to go to the bathroom. I sat next to Raquel and asked, "How was that?"

"I had no idea it could be that hot with a girl, Master!" she blurted.

I laughed. "Just wait til we show you how to eat her pussy."

"I'm not so sure about that. But I will if you want me to. I'm yours." She kissed me passionately.

"And I'm the luckiest guy in the world," I told her.

Tina returned to the room. "Sir, may I suck your cock, please?"

I grinned. "Of course."

"Thank you, Sir," she said, and dropped to her knees. My mouth was immediately wrapped in liquid silk. I sighed as she started to bob her head up and down on my shaft. She wrapped one hand around the base of my cock and began to move it with her mouth, stroking it as she sucked hungrily.

I kissed Raquel as our new friend sucked my cock. "She's good at this, isn't she?" I asked her.

"Yes, Master, she is. This is kind of hot watching her," she replied sheepishly. I looked down and saw that while she had gone soft after she came inside Tina, she was now getting another erection. I slowly stroked it while Tina sucked on mine.

I let it go and leaned forward, reaching down to caress Tina's voluminous tits. She moaned softly around my manhood as my hands roamed over her. I found her nipples and began playing with them, gently at first, but getting progressively more forceful. As I pinched and rolled them, she moaned deeply, becoming more enthusiastic in her ministrations.

"That turns you on a lot, doesn't it?" I asked her.

"Mmm-hmm!" she moaned.

"I'm getting close to coming," I sighed. "Do you want me to cum in your mouth?"

"MMM-HMM!" she groaned.

"That turns you on, too, huh?"

"Mmm-hmm!"

"Does it get you off when you get a load in your mouth?"

She briefly pulled her head up and gasped, "Every time, Sir!"

"Good," I told her. It only took another minute or two, since she was an expert at giving head. I leaned back and enjoyed watching her, then felt it coming on. "I'm gonna come," I groaned. I could tell by Tina's breathing that she was very close as well. Then it hit. I groaned even louder as I felt stream after stream of my jizz filling Tina's mouth. As I felt that, I also felt her moaning and shaking as her body was rocked by another orgasm of her own.

I had to pull her off after I was done, because she wanted to keep going but I was far too sensitive.

"Don't swallow!" Raquel said. "I want some," she clarified as she kissed Tina deeply. I saw some of my cum escape from between their locked lips.

"Good girls," I said as they swapped my sperm between their mouths.

They soon swallowed it. We sat together, chatting. It turned out that Tina had been in a relationship for a while before, and she had gone as far with the man she was seeing to wearing a collar. He had had her get the ring in the hood of her clit. She told us that she was terrified at first, but once she had had it done and it had healed, it made it much easier for her to reach orgasm. In fact, one of the things that he had her do was to attach a small weight or two to the ring and go out in public. My cock began to swell again as she told us about how difficult it was to control her response to the orgasms that she had while walking down the street or riding in a car.

"It's the most amazing feeling of submission to be forced to walk around in public, unable to keep yourself from coming and having to hide it from the rest of the world," she said.

"Why did you stop seeing each other?" I asked.

"His job here was moved to another state. We tried to make it work long distance, but it's not the same doing things to yourself in front of a webcam, Sir," Tina explained.

"That reminds me. Since you're still here, I'm assuming that you'd like to join us from time to time?"

"Very much, Sir," she answered.

"Great! I've got some thoughts on how that will have to work. Raquel and I are very much in love with each other, and while we've had fun with you so far, you wouldn't always be involved when we play. Are you going to be OK with that?"

"Yes, Sir," she answered without any hesitation.

"Good. I was thinking about when you do play with us and how that will work. If we're not going to play, like, we don't have anything planned, I'm thinking that you could just act as you normally would. But when we are going to, I've got some thoughts about timing, whether you would call me 'Sir,' and rules as a submissive and that kind of stuff."

"Sure. What are you thinking, Sir?"

"Well, obviously, if we're going to get together or if we already are, like now, I want you to refer to me as 'Sir'. I was thinking that any rules that I have for you would kick in three days before we're planning on playing. How does that sound?"

"I like it, Sir."

"Great. Then here's the rest of how I want this to work:

"I'm obviously the Dom. You two are both going to be my sex slaves. However, I want Raquel to be...above you, I guess is what I'm trying to say. So if I'm away on business but I'll be home the next day and the day after we're going to play, then you have to do whatever Raquel tells you.

"I don't want you to climax, or even masturbate, without my permission. That means no porn, no nothing unless I tell you that it's allowed."

"Yes, Sir."

"Good. Also—and this is probably something that you're already assuming, but—if I tell you to do something, like put weights on your piercing and do errands or whatever, you'll do it. Clear?"

"Yes, Sir!"

"Great. Do you still have a webcam?"

"I do, Sir."

"Good. I may want you to use it for me or us later.

"Raquel is already under a lot of the same rules," I explained. "But since you're not going to be living here, then we should at least have that kind of time that they go into effect."

"I think that that's a great idea, Master," Raquel interjected.

"Me, too. I may even want you two to play together on camera while I'm gone on business," I said. "I don't think that's going to be that much of a problem, though," I continued with a grin. They both smiled.

"How are you two feeling? Do you want to play a little more?" They both said that they did. "Awesome. I don't want to get too much into the bondage quite yet, but I think we can have a lot of fun anyway, right?"

"Yes, Master."

"Yes, Sir."

"Tina, you said that you squirt?"

"I do, Sir."

"Does it take anything special to make that happen?"

"I just have to have my clit stimulated, Sir. And I have to kind of push when I'm getting off," Tina answered.

"Go get a towel and show me," I commanded.

"Yes, Sir," she responded with a smile. She quickly got a towel from the bathroom. When she returned, she sat back down on the recliner, slid down, and spread her legs wide. She began massaging her clit in little circular motions with her fingertips.

I turned to Raquel. "Suck my cock while I watch," I ordered.

"Yes, Master," she answered. She laid across my leg and eagerly took my hardening cock into her mouth, performing roughly the same way that Tina had earlier, but positioned so that she could watch Tina get herself off, too.

Meanwhile, Tina was moaning and groaning as she worked her clit over expertly. She continued massaging her hot button while her other hand began working first one, then two, and then eventually three fingers into her visibly wet snatch.

"I'm gonna come soon, Sir," she moaned.

"Good. Come for me, show me how your pussy squirts," I replied. I let my hand trace down Raquel's back as she sucked my cock expertly, ending up in the crack of her ass. I began playing with her hole, making her moan, as Tina got herself closer and closer.

"I'm gonna come!" she cried after another minute. Just after she said that, her legs began to shake and a stream of fluid erupted from her twat. She screamed, two more squirts issuing forth from her beautiful pussy. For several seconds after she had finished ejaculating, her hips bucked, her legs shook, and she grunted and groaned. It was one of the hottest things I had ever witnessed; most of them had happened that very night.

Panting, she stopped. "Good girl," I said. I stopped Raquel and got up. I went into our bedroom and retrieved the bottle of lube that we kept in the nightstand, then returned to the living room. "I'll be right back," I told my two sex slaves.

I headed to the bathroom to clean myself out. I marveled at how well this had turned out, and I just couldn't believe my luck. I was about to live out another of my fantasies: have sex with a transsexual and a genetic girl at the same time!

I returned to the living room. Tina was telling Raquel that she could have more than one orgasm at once, but she had to be very aroused for that to happen.

"That's good to know," I interjected as I walked over to where Tina was still laying on the chair, her legs spread wide. The towel underneath her was pretty damp.

I pulled the towel out from under her, tossed it aside, and without another word, knelt between her legs and sank my still-hard cock into her pussy. Tina gasped. Once I was buried inside her to the hilt, I told Raquel, "Get that lube and come here."

"Yes, Master." She complied and came over, standing behind me. "Put your cock in her mouth," I ordered.

"Yes, Master!" she said with a smile. She sighed as Tina's lips wrapped around her mostly flaccid cock. She reached down and fondled Tina's tits as I started to push in and out of our new friend.

Raquel was soon fully erect again. "Get behind me," I told her, still slowly fucking Tina. Once she was behind me, I had her get on her knees. "Get lubed up and get right against me," I ordered.

"Yes, Master," she answered. I was pretty sure that she knew what I wanted her to do next. As she pressed her body against my back, I felt her wonderful tits against my back and her hard clit pushing against my ass.

I didn't say anything from there. I simply pushed deep inside of Tina, reached behind me, and guided the head of her cock against my rectum. It hurt a little as I pulled back and I felt her entering me, but the discomfort quickly passed and turned into ecstasy. I couldn't help but moan as I felt Raquel enter me while I was buried deep in Tina's cunt.

Raquel also groaned as she penetrated me. I reached out and began playing with Tina's nipples as my cock slid in and out of her deliciously tight but very wet pussy. At first I was gentle, just toying with them, which made her moan softly. I felt her muscles grip me more tightly. I involuntarily did the same with my sphincter around Raquel's own shaft. Raquel moaned in my ear. As she wrapped her arms around me I pinched Tina's nipples hard. She cried out and clamped down on my erection like a vise. "I'm going to come soon, Master!" she gasped.

"You gonna come soon, too?" I asked Raquel.

"I'm pretty close, Master," she panted in my ear.

"Good, I am, too," I replied and sped up my thrusts. My manhood, now hard as a rock as I got close to coming, was pounding in and out of Tina's twat as I tortured her nipples with my fingertips. A few seconds is all that separated me from emptying my balls into Tina's nearly painfully tight cunt. I pinched her nipples extra hard, and that set her off. She sat up, wrapping her arms around both Raquel and me as she nearly screamed, her whole body shaking. I felt her pussy juices flowing on to me as she came and came hard. Her muscles gripped me even tighter and I was off, grunting as I both pumped spurt after spurt into Tina as my sphincter clamped down on Raquel's beautiful cock. Raquel gripped Tina and I as she climaxed, her cock pulsing in my ass as she, too, almost screamed.

We stayed in that position for nearly a minute. I was the center of a slave sandwich, so to speak, while we all tried to catch our breath. Tina was still shaking with every tiny movement that either Raquel or I made. I was twitching in the same way with Raquel buried in my ass, for that matter. I kissed her softly, then turned my head and kissed Raquel just as tenderly. "I've had a fantasy about this for as long as I can remember," I panted. "That was so fucking hot. Thank you both."

They both responded with variations on, "Thank you, Master."

Raquel gently pulled out of me and I did the same to Tina. All three of us were thoroughly sated. We continued to chat for a little while before all three of us realized that it was pretty late and we were all getting sleepy.

When Tina was using the bathroom again, I asked Raquel, "Do you want to offer for her to spend the night here? She lives quite a ways a way and it's pretty late."

Raquel didn't even hesitate. "I'd love that, Master. Where will she sleep, in the guest bedroom?"

"Sure," I answered. "...or maybe with us?"

She grinned. "That sounds hot."

Just then, Tina returned. Raquel excused herself to use the facilities. "It's getting pretty late and Raquel and I are pretty tired. You're welcome to stay here tonight if you'd like," I told Tina.

She looked surprised and pleased. "If the two of you don't mind, that would be great," she answered. "As long as I'm not imposing or anything."

"Don't even mention it. We have a spare bedroom, if you want."

"Thank you so much, Sir," she answered. "That's very generous of you both."

I waited for a second or two and added, "We also have a king-size bed. We already talked it over and you're welcome to join us there, too."

"I wouldn't want to come between you..." she started to protest.

I held up my hand. "All three of us have just spent the last hour or two having sex. While this is a different kind of intimacy, you're welcome to join our bed, too. Neither of us have slept with a third person before, either. So just do whatever you want," I explained, kissing her on the cheek.

She appeared to think it over for several seconds. "As long as you don't mind, I would love that," Tina answered. "It's been a while since I've slept in the same bed with anyone else, too..."

"Great. Come on, I'll show you." I led her into our bedroom. She seemed impressed by the subtle mounting points that I had installed for anchoring Raquel in different positions. And now this girl, too.

Raquel returned. "What do you think, Tina?" she asked.

"As long as you're both cool with it, I'd love to stay here. With both of you."

"Awesome!" Raquel beamed. "I knew getting a king-sized bed would be a good idea."

They had both already kicked off their heels since the three of us were done fucking for the night. All that remained was for them to take off their stockings. Once that was done, the three of us climbed into the bed. I was on "my side," as usual, Raquel was in the middle, and Tina was on the far side. I had hoped to sleep between the two of them, but it was looking like this was not the only time that this was going to happen.

I snuggled up to Raquel, spooning her, kissing the back of her neck softly. "I love you," I said softly.

"I love you, too," she answered. "I'm really glad you decided to sleep with us, Tina."

"I think I am, too," Tina said with a soft smile.

I fell asleep quickly, tired from having fulfilled not one, but two fantasies, and the wine as well.



Meeting Raquel Ch. 04



I woke up the next morning at about 9:30 to bright sunlight. My head hurt a little—wine does that to me sometimes—but I felt pretty good. I knew that I would feel even better once I'd had some coffee. I could hear two feminine voices and some laughter from what sounded like the direction of the kitchen. I threw on some boxer shorts and headed off to investigate. 

I found them both in the kitchen, laughing, talking, and making breakfast. "Good morning, Master," Raquel said as she kissed me. I turned around to get a cup of coffee, and found Tina standing right behind me. She tentatively reached out and gave me a soft, deep kiss as well. I felt my cock twitch a little. 

"Good morning, Sir," she told me. 

I smiled. "It's a very good morning when I wake up to two beautiful women in the kitchen making coffee." 

"We're taking care of you," Tina replied. 

"I can see that," I said with a chuckle. "Tina, do you have anywhere you have to be today?" 

"No, Sir. I have weekends off, and it just worked out that I didn't have any plans for today." 

"Are you interested in playing some?" 

She blushed a little. "Very much so, Sir." 

I laughed and said, "Good. Do you have any toys or bondage stuff at your place?" 

She still looked a little embarrassed but giggled a little. "I have a few things. Mostly from my last relationship," she answered. 

"Hmm...what are the chances that you'd be willing to go get some of it?" 

"I'll do whatever you want, Sir. I am yours, now." She no longer looked embarrassed in the slightest as she said that. In fact, she looked a little aroused. 

"Once we're done here, I want you to do that. Especially any weights for your clit, and any chastity belt if you have one. We're pretty well stocked on rope and clamps and the like here," I told her. 

"Yes, Sir," she answered immediately. 

"Good. Raquel, as soon as you're done with your morning routine, I want you to go get your plug and your cage." 

Raquel answered, "I'm done now, so I'll go get it right away, Master." 

"Good. Tina, kneel over there so you can watch." 

"Yes, sir." 

Raquel returned with both of the items I had told her to get.. She had been wearing a tight t-shirt and pair of Capri pajama pants. Once she had handed them to me, along with a bottle of lube, she stripped her pants off and knelt facing away from me. She leaned down so that her shoulders were on the floor so that her ass was up in the air facing me. She had already given herself an enema this morning. 

I started out by lubing her rectum, using a few fingers to loosen her up. She sighed as I did. I then lubed the big butt plug up and began pushing it in until she drew in a breath sharply. From there, I backed it out slightly, then worked it in and out of her ass until her muscles had loosened up. I repeated this process until it was almost all of the way inside her and her ass was stretched open to a diameter of almost three inches. She moaned as I slid its widest part into her, filling her completely. "Now stand up," I ordered. 

She did, facing me, and I put her cock cage on her, locking it with its padlock. "Thank you, Master," she said. 

I turned to Tina, whose face was a little flushed and whose nipples were rock-hard through the t-shirt she was wearing as she continued to kneel. "Raquel is almost always plugged and caged," I explained. "At least while we're here. If no one will be able to detect either one, she goes out this way as well. If she has to wear more revealing clothing, a lot of the time I still keep her plugged but allow her to go without the cage. You're going to be the same." 

"But, Sir, that plug is huge!" 

I smiled. "You'll learn to take it." 

"I don't think I can...and I'm very obedient, Sir. I'll never touch myself without your permission," she continued. 

"That remains to be seen. I like the control that I have when your pussy is locked up," I explained. "Why don't you think that you can take that plug? Have you tried anal sex before? Or anal play?" 

"I have, Sir—I love anal sex at least as much as normal sex—but even though I've done some ass play, I've never had anything that big inside me." 

I leaned over and gave one of her nipples a hard pinch. She breathed in deeply but didn't flinch. "And judging by these, the idea of this turns you on, doesn't it?" 

"It does, Sir, very much." 

"Good. Raquel, why don't you go get a plug for Tina? Not too big," I said. 

"Yes, Master," my shemale sex slave answered. She quickly put her pants back on and left the room. 

Tina was wearing a pair of shorts and a white t-shirt. "Come over here and take those shorts off," I ordered. She complied immediately, standing before me with her pretty pussy exposed. "Now get down on your knees the way Raquel was." 

"Yes, Sir," she answered. She assumed the position. The light glistened on her labia, and to tease her a little, I began playing with her pussy. She sighed. 

"You're wet already, aren't you?" 

"Yes, Sir, I am." 

"Good," I said as I worked first two, then three fingers into her. I started using her juices to rub all the way from her clit to her pink rectum. She sighed again as I started to play with her ass, eventually working two fingers into her using just her own natural lubrication. 

Raquel returned with a medium-sized butt plug and one that was almost the size of the one that was inside her ass. "Good girl," I said as I took them. I continued to finger Tina's ass while I worked the smaller plug into her now-wet honeypot. She moaned as it entered her. 

"Mmmm...that feels so good, Sir..." she exhaled. I eventually worked a third finger into her sphincter but I could tell that it hurt initially. As tight as her pussy was, her ass was even tighter. I switched my fingers from her delectable asshole to her pussy after I pulled the plug from her dripping wet hole and began to work it into her ass. She groaned and said, "It hurts, Sir..." 

"You'll get used to it," I answered as I continued to work it into her ass. Slowly but surely, her muscles loosened up and the smaller plug popped into her. Tina gasped as it entered her fully. 

I waited for a few seconds and then asked, "Does it feel good to be that full?" 

"Oh, my God! It feels soo good!" 

"Good." I glanced over at Raquel. It was apparently a good thing that I had already caged her cock, because I could see the cage standing out against her pants. She was very turned on by watching me fill Tina's ass. Her nipples stood out against her tank top. "Raquel loves being full." I pulled on the plug so that its widest part was just barely still inside her, slowly working it in and out in order to loosen her up even more. 

I took the other, much thicker plug, and slowly pushed it as far into her sopping wet pussy as I could. She gasped. I could tell that it was stretching her out in there, so what I had planned was going to take a while and would hurt her initially. We had already discussed a safe word, so I was assuming that so far, I wasn't going outside of her boundaries. I worked both plugs in and out of her while she whimpered and moaned, getting the bigger one slick with her juices and using the smaller one to stretch her out as much as I could. 

Without warning her, I pulled the small one out of her ass and began working the thicker plug in its place. She groaned as it stretched her further. "Is this hurting you?" 

"It is but as long as you go slow, Sir, I don't want you to stop!" I chuckled and did as she asked: I was more patient but kept on working the big plug farther and farther inside her. It took almost ten minutes of slowly pushing it deeper and deeper into her ass before its widest part, at two and a half inches in diameter, was directly stretching her sphincter. Tina was at this point, moaning, groaning, and whimpering as if she was about to come. 

"Are you going to come?" I demanded. 

"I'm very close, Sir!" 

"Don't come unless I give you permission. Understood?" 

"Yes, Sir!" she gasped. Suddenly, it slipped inside her. She groaned, nearly screaming as it filled her exceptionally tight ass. "I am so close to coming, Sir!" she gasped. 

"Don't. Stand up and face me." As she did, I could tell that Tina was indeed, right on the edge of coming. She was trembling and breathing very heavily. 

I stood and said to her, "Now, go get ready, go get your toys, and come back to me. Do not come, do you understand?" 

Tina looked almost heartbroken. "Yes, Sir," she replied and left the room. 

She returned a few minutes later, wearing her dress from the night before. "It will take me about an hour to get to my place and come back, Sir. Should I pick anything else up on the way?" 

I took her face in my hands. "No, just go and come back. We're off to a great start as far as I'm concerned," I said gently, kissing her softly. 

She took a deep breath and answered in a very shaky voice, "I haven't been this turned on in months. I think you're right, Sir." With that, she headed out. 

I turned to Raquel. "It really got you turned on watching that, didn't, it?" 

"Yes, Master," she replied. "My cage is uncomfortable because I'm so hard." 

I kissed her deeply but very tenderly. "We have some preparing to do before Tina gets back. Are you up for being tied for a while?" 

"Yes, Master, I love that." 

"Good. Let's go take a shower." 

We showered together. I required her to keep the plug in but allowed Raquel to wash her body herself except for her clit. Her hard-on had subsided by the time she was finished washing the parts of herself that she could access. I put her wrists in the cuffs that were held by suction to the shower wall and removed her cage. She was still at "half-mast" and only got harder as I gently washed her cock and balls. I had to be very careful putting her chastity device back on so that I wouldn't hurt her, since she was clearly very aroused. 

Finished with showering, I led her into the bedroom. I had her put on another pair of thigh-highs, one of my favorites, but white this time, with matching six-inch heel stiletto pumps. Suddenly, the phone rang. I answered it to hear Tina's voice on the other end. "I'm on my way back, Sir, but I don't know if I can keep from coming before I get back to you...I've never been out and been this full!" Her voice was trembling. 

"I think you know what will happen if you come. You still do not have my permission." 

She sighed. "I know, Sir. I'll do my best. I'll be there in about a half hour." 

"Good. I'll see you then. And if you do come, you'll squirt, won't you?" 

"I probably won't be able to stop myself, Sir." 

"Leave whatever you have on on, and we'll deal with that appropriately when the time comes." 

"Yes, Sir. Bye." 

"Bye." I hung up and returned to my slave/girlfriend. I bound her hands together behind her back with rope, then tied the rope to a mounting point on the ceiling. I put a blindfold on her, kissed her gently, then put a large ball gag in her mouth. Next, I put a pair of clover clamps on her large, erect nipples. She gasped and moaned softly, her cock twitching in its cage. I then clipped a lead weight to the chain, adding more strain to her already pained nipples. Raquel groaned. 

I got my keys and unlocked her cage, removing it. There was no way that she could touch herself in any way at this point. Next, I locked a cuff around each of her ankles and attached a spreader bar between them. I then took my time binding her big, beautiful breasts tightly enough to hurt her in an erotic way, but not so tight that it would cut off her circulation. 

Finished, I stood back and looked at her. "You're beautiful, but even more beautiful when you're tied up like this," I told her softly. She moaned softly. I tenderly kissed her lips around the gag for about a full minute, lovingly caressing her body. Raquel was clearly aroused, her fully erect cock standing straight out. 

I heard a knock on the door. "I'll be right back," I said, smacking her ass. She whimpered as I left the room. 

At the door I found Tina. She had changed into a simple pair of jeans and a t-shirt, and it was obvious that she was wearing a bra underneath now. She was still wearing heels, a look that I loved to see. 

I closed the door behind her. She was carrying a medium-sized duffel bag. She handed it to me without a word. As I opened it, I asked, "Did you come?" 

At that point, I noticed that she was trembling. "No, Sir. It was really hard, but I didn't like you told me not to." 

I kissed her, my tongue exploring her mouth. "Good girl." 

"My panties are soaked, though." 

I chuckled. "Good. Let's see." 

Tina quickly stripped off her t-shirt, removed her bra, stepped out of her heels, and pulled her jeans off, tossing her clothes to the side. She was left wearing a pink cotton thong that was, in fact, thoroughly soaked in the crotch. It had seeped up so that the bottom third of the front panel was also saturated. 

I didn't say anything, I just let her stand there, nearly nude, her chest heaving. I started looking through the contents of the bag. There was a lockable chastity belt that simply kept the wearer from touching herself, another chastity belt that had a good-sized dildo for vaginal penetration, a multitude of dildos and vibrators, some nipple clamps, and a small box with a few small weights. These were clearly for her clitoral piercing. She had also brought a few pairs of nipple clamps. The best thing that I saw, however, was a Hitachi vibrating wand, ostensibly for massage, but fantastic for forcing female orgasms. 

I led her into the bedroom, where she saw Raquel bound, helpless, and still hard, and stopped dead. As Tina stared at her fellow slave, I retrieved a pair of locking wrist cuffs, put them on her, and locked them on her. 

I then stripped her soaking wet panties off of her and stuffed them in her mouth. "I hope you like the taste of your own juices," I said. Tina actually nodded, seeming enthusiastic. Better and better. 

I got her on her knees and bound her gargantuan breasts in about the same way that I had Raquel's. I also put a pair of clover-style clamps on her nipples as well. When they went on, Tina's eyes rolled back and she groaned around her pussy juice-soaked panties. I wasn't sure of her pain threshold, so I didn't put a weight on her clamps. Instead, I grabbed the Hitachi wand and plugged it in after I blindfolded Tina as well. 

I removed the normal plug from Raquel's ass and replaced it with the new one. I then removed her blindfold. I whispered, "I'm going to let you watch this," in her ear. "But you'll be having fun, too." 

I pushed Tina onto her back and pulled her drenched panties out of her mouth. "I do like the taste of my juice, Sir," she said. 

"Maybe sometime I'll let you have some," I said. I was already naked at this point. I knelt next to her head and began playing with her pussy which was still seeping. She cried out as I played with the enormous plug in her ass a little, then moaned lustily as I slipped a finger or two into her, then diddled her clit. 

While her mouth was open, I simply put my erection in it. "Suck it," I ordered. Tina seemed only too happy to comply. I glanced over at Raquel and saw that her cock seemed to be even harder than it already had been. It jerked when I hit the switch on the remote. "I don't want you to come yet," I told Raquel. She moaned and nodded her head. Her legs were trembling as the vibrator stimulated her prostate. 

While Tina greedily sucked my cock, I turned on the wand and touched it to her clit. She jerked and cried out but kept working on me. I then put it down directly on her clit. "Stay in this position. Don't come until I say you can and don't stop sucking my cock." She moaned and nodded as well as she could. 

Meanwhile, Raquel's vocalizations were getting to the point where she was close to orgasm. "You gonna come?" She nodded. I turned the plug off. She whimpered, clearly only able to think about getting off at this point. "Not yet." 

To Tina: "Do you want to come, little girl?" She groaned in a way that communicated pure lust. 

"Not without my permission," I ordered. She whined, trying to plead with me. I turned the wand up. Tina almost screamed around my shaft. 

I was never circumcised, so it takes quite a while for me to climax if a woman is performing on me without using her hands. I was counting on that, despite how turned on I already was. 

Tina's body was shaking. "You wanna come?" 

"MMMM-HMMM!!" she groaned. 

"Bad?" 

"MMMM-HMMM!!" 

"Not yet." I turned it up on its highest setting. Tina couldn't help it. She was squirming and shaking and I was frankly amazed that she had the control to not allow herself to climax. I turned Raquel's vibrator back on and said to Tina, "Come for me. But don't stop sucking." 

Within seconds, her whole body was wracked by an incredibly powerful orgasm. She tried to get away after it subsided, but I kept the wand on her clit mercilessly. "You wanted to come, well, you're gonna come," I explained. I knew how sensitive she must be, and her juices were literally running down into the crack of her ass around the butt plug in it. 

Within two minutes, she came again, screaming again. Tina's body shook. This time, her juices were running like a river from between her legs. There was a wet spot on the floor. Raquel was watching with rapt attention. Her eyes were half-closed, she was moaning with every exhale, and it looked like she was drooling around her gag. It appeared that she was exactly where I wanted her: right on the edge of coming but not quite there, forced to watch me force Tina to come over and over again while I forced Tina to service me orally. 

The problem was that I was getting very close. The vibrations in Tina's mouth from all of her moaning, groaning, and screaming as she climaxed repeatedly, combined with her great skill at fellatio was bringing me closer and closer myself. 

However, since nothing turned me on as much as watching a beautiful woman (with our without a cock) experience a powerful orgasm, I was in luck since Tina was approaching another orgasm after only a minute or two. I was impressed by how she managed to not whine and squirm while I kept the strong vibrations from the wand directly on her clit. 

"I'm gonna come in your mouth but I don't want you to swallow it," I panted. She made some sort of noise indicating compliance just before another tsunami of pleasure wracked her body. She screamed as I groaned, sending spurt after spurt of cum in her mouth. Once she and I had both finished, I turned off the wand and set it aside. 

Tina's chest was heaving as she tried to catch her breath and her whole body was shaking. She kept her mouth closed, however. I helped her to her knees. She was so unsteady that she needed help staying upright. I guided her so that she was directly in front of Raquel. "Don't move," I ordered. 

To Raquel: "Are you ready to come?" Her head nodded up and down vigorously. 

"I'm going to let you come in Tina's mouth for your first time since you were good," I told her, kissing her on the cheek. 

I leaned down and whispered to Tina, "I'm going to have her fill your mouth with even more cum. I don't want you to swallow or spill any of it." 

"Mmm-hmmm!" she moaned. 

"Good," I said. "Her cock is right in front of your face. Put it in your mouth." Tina managed to do so without being able to see at all and didn't even appear to spill any of my jizz in the process. As soon as Raquel's cock entered her mouth, I yanked on the chain between Raquel's nipple clamps and pushed her plug as deep into her ass as I could get it. Raquel let out a throat-ripping scream. Her whole body stiffened at first, and then she shook. I could feel how hard she was coming simply from how hard her ass cheeks clenched together around the base of her butt plug. 




Meeting Raquel Ch. 04



Tina moaned in pleasure as well, although I wasn't sure at the time if it was from having another cock in her mouth while it came, or if it was from her mouth being almost overfull with cum. Once Raquel's near-record orgasm had subsided, I removed her gag after helping Tina to her feet. "Kiss and share my and Raquel's cum," I ordered. "But I still don't want you to swallow. Just swap it for now." It was extremely arousing, even though I had just come, to watch two beautiful bound women, one with a cock, kissing while swapping her cum and mine. They both seemed to be enjoying themselves, too. 

"You can swallow whenever you want, girls," I told them. They continued kissing for another minute or so before stopping. Tina was still trying to catch her breath. 

"That was amazing, Sir," she panted. 

"Yes, Master, I don't know if I have ever come that hard," Raquel added. 

"I came pretty hard, too," I replied. I began untying them. The first thing that I removed was both of their nipple clamps. They both gasped as they came off and the blood rushed back. Each time, I kissed and sucked gently on their nipples. 

Once I had both of them untied, I asked Tina, "So how was that?" 

"I can't remember the last time that I came that hard, Sir." 

I smiled and kissed her softly. "Good. What do you two want to do? Do you want to play some more after we get some lunch?" 

They agreed that that was a good idea. "Tina, is that plug too much? Do you need it to come out?" 

She hesitated. "I know that it pleases you for me to be full, and it does turn me on, but it is starting to get uncomfortable, Sir." 

"Go ahead and go to the bathroom and take it out if you want to," I told her. I looked at Raquel. "The same goes for you. If we're going to be playing more later, I want you to be ready, too." 

They both took turns using the bathroom to remove their plugs, take care of business in there, and clean their plugs. Afterward, we headed to the kitchen and started talking about things unrelated to sex. Raquel had lent Tina one of her silk bathrobes. She wore one herself but kept the stockings and heels on as we made and ate lunch. 

"I may be wrong, but you seem to be very into orgasm control, right, Sir?" Tina asked after a lull in the conversation. 

"Yeah," I answered with a chuckle. "Nothing turns me on more than a woman—any kind," I explained, looking directly at Raquel, "—reaching an orgasm. And if I have control of that, it's even better." 

"I have to admit that that's one of my biggest turn-ons, too," Tina answered. "What about you?" 

Raquel paused for a second, then answered, "I've never been forced to an orgasm before, and I don't know if it's possible, but I'd love to try it. That seems like the ultimate in submission." 

I kept my peace, just smiling as the conversation went where I wanted it to anyway. 

After lunch, I instructed Tina to get a pair of matching stockings and heels on, and for both of them to put their plugs back into their asses. 

We headed back into the bedroom. I put a pillow down and had Tina kneel on it, positioned so that she could see the bed easily. I cuffed her hands behind her back, gagged her and clamped her nipples. I put another, smaller pillow between her legs to hold a long, thick dildo that I slid into her already wet pussy. She moaned as it entered and filled her. 

Raquel was next. She was already halfway erect as I laid her down on her back on the bed, then tied her wrists to the bedposts. I blindfolded and gagged her, clamping her nipples. She moaned as they pinched her large nipples. Next, I put her legs up in the air, pulling them back far enough so that her feet were directly above her head. I tied her knees to her shoulders and then tied her ankles to the bedposts above her head as well. She was truly immobilized. 

I glanced over and saw Tina watching, captivated, slowly rocking up and down on her dildo. "You're still not allowed to come without my permission," I reminded her. She just nodded. 

Next, I slid the massive plug out of Raquel's stretched rectum. She groaned as the widest part stretched her even further as it slid out of her. I grabbed a vibrator designed to stimulate a woman's g-spot, with a slim neck and a bulb on its end with the vibratory motor within. Now Raquel's gorgeous cock was almost completely hard. 

I took her in my mouth, eliciting a moan, while I slid the vibrator into her and turned it up to medium. After she was completely hard, I released her from my mouth so that I could concentrate on using the vibrator to stimulate her prostate. She began moaning immediately, squirming as much as she could within her restraints. 

"That's good, isn't it, slave girl?" I asked. She groaned an enthusiastic yes through her gag. "I know. I want to see how many times I can make you come in a row." 

Another groan. Her first orgasm came surprisingly quickly. It was less than five minutes of me keeping the vibrator rubbing up and down on her prostate before her whole body stiffened, she screamed through her gag, and stream after stream of her delicious cum shot out of her clit into the small glass that I had had ready. "Good girl," I said, setting the glass down. 

Raquel didn't respond directly, she just continued to moan and groan. I didn't let up on the stimulation on her at all. Tina was moaning softly, still riding the dildo stuffed in her cunt. Raquel's next shot took a little bit longer, but again, she screamed as it hit, her body shaking as she added to the cum in the glass. 

Raquel almost seemed like she wanted me to stop, but I wasn't about to. I turned the vibrator all the way up. "Let's see if you can come again, little girl," I encouraged, kissing her lips. She whined softly and squirmed a little. I used my free hand to tug on the chain between her nipple clamps and she groaned again. "You gonna come again?" Raquel indicated that she was about to. She screamed a third time, and not much came out but her whole body shook again. This time, as she was climaxing, I quickly removed the vibrator and slid the butt plug back into her ass, holding the glass up to her erection as it shot again. When the plug was back in, she gasped, panting. 

"Good girl," I told her as I got up. I took her blindfold off. "How was that?" 

Her eyes were wide and she made noises that pretty much indicated that she thought that it was awesome. I chuckled. "Good. That was really hot." I kissed her and got up off the bed, glass in hand. 

I removed Tina's gag. "I'll bet that you would love to drink her cum, wouldn't you?" 

"Yes, Sir! Please let me have it," she begged. 

"Not quite yet." I stood directly before her, my cock in her face. She needed no direction; she simply took me in her mouth. I was quickly very hard. I removed myself from her mouth and put the glass to her lips. "Drink." She hungrily devoured Raquel's sperm, even licking the inside of the glass to get as much as she could out once most of it was gone. "Good girl," I told her, "now open your mouth." 

I put the gag back in her mouth and pushed her shoulders down so that she was on her shoulders and knees. "Keep that dildo inside you," I ordered as I worked the plug out of her. She yelped as its widest part left her body. I played with her pussy, taking some of her juices on my fingertips and lubricating her ass. 

Without another word, I knelt behind Tina and sank myself into her ass. Amazingly enough, even though her behind had been stuffed full of latex for most of the day, she was still very tight. A sound that combined a groan and a sigh came from her as I entered her all the way to the hilt. 

I was very turned on by having forced Raquel to come 3 times inside of 20 minutes and then forcing this chesty sub to drink it. I began pounding Tina's tight ass. "Now you can come," I grunted. My hands were on her hips and I figured that the position that she was in kept rubbing her clit over the dildo. I could feel it moving slightly in and out of her pussy as I plundered her ass. 

It didn't take long. It was probably less than two minutes before Tina screamed through her gag, her muscles clamping down on my hard-on. That was all that it took for me, and I came buried inside her ass while Tina was still riding the crest of her climax. 

Once I had caught my breath, I slowly pulled out of Tina's ass. She was panting as I untied her, then Raquel. 

We sat on the bed in the glow of just having had at least one orgasm and talked a little about our latest play session. Both of them had thoroughly enjoyed Raquel's forced orgasms. Raquel's inherent submissiveness meant that she loved not having control over her body, and she and Tina both thought that it was very hot to have Tina forced to drink her fellow slave's sperm. 

That got me thinking. "What would you two think about being hypnotized so that you don't even have a choice about doing something?" 

They were both thoughtful for a few moments. "That sounds pretty hot," Tina said. 

"Yeah. Do you know how to do hypnosis, Master?" Raquel asked. 

"I don't," I admitted. "But I'd love to learn and try it out on you," I explained with a grin. 

"How would that work?" Raquel inquired. 

"Once I learn how to hypnotize you, I'd plant a trigger word or phrase in your mind while you're hypnotized and set it so that whenever you hear that word or phrase, you would feel or do something and you wouldn't be able to control it at all. 

"Like if I planted a trigger for you to get hard," I elaborated. "No matter where you were or what you were doing, if it was done right, you'd just get an erection when you heard that word." 

"That could be bad. What if I was at work and someone said it, though?" 

"Well, I'd want it to work so that it would only happen if I said it or whatever. We'd have to set it up that way." 

"Well," Tina said, "If you can figure it out, that would be the ultimate in power exchange. We would have to totally give ourselves to you, even our minds, and you would have control over us no matter what." 

"It's getting me a little wet," she admitted. 

I chuckled. "I thought that might be the case." 

"I wish we could spend more time talking about this and maybe practice or something, but I do have to get home. It's 4:30 in the afternoon and I have to go home and get ready for work tomorrow. At least I know I'll sleep well, Sir!" Tina told us, kissing me and then Raquel. 

She got herself ready, got her things, and headed home after we said our goodbyes. Raquel and I both took showers and figured out what we were going to do that night after getting ourselves both ready for work the next morning as well. 

The next day, after some research online, I found someone who taught hypnosis. The course wasn't cheap, but after talking with Tina and Raquel about implanting triggers, ones that would let me control not just what they do if they decided to follow my instructions but their very minds, it had me getting hard every time that I thought about it. Concentrating on my job that day was not easy. I made contact with the woman who taught the class and signed up. 

Meanwhile, I was playing with several ideas in my head about how to dominate Tina when she wasn't able to come over to play with Raquel and me. I thought about them all day and after I got home to Raquel, after she met me at the door on her knees with her ass fully plugged and then gave me a heavenly blowjob, I mentioned one to her. 

As she was wiping my cum from her lips and licking it up, I said, "I was thinking about how to dominate Tina even when she's not available to play with us." 

"That sounds pretty hot, Master," she answered. 

I smiled. "Why do you think that I came even faster than I normally do?" 

She giggled. "What were you thinking?" 

"Sort of like homework assignments. The only thing that I've been able to come up with so far is that if she has a day where she doesn't have to work but for whatever reason can't come to play with us, she has to make sure she has an orgasm every half an hour." 

Raquel paused. "That's pretty hot. How would you make sure that she did though?" 

"I haven't figured that out yet, but I did want to know what you thought of it," I answered. 

She thought for a moment. I could see the short skirt that she had changed into tenting as her erection grew. "What if you had her record it every time she did?" 

Now I was getting hard again, and I had just blown my load in her delectable mouth. "I really like that. Who knows? Maybe I'll have you do something similar sometime." 

I could see her cheeks get a little flushed as the thought about it. The hem of the skirt was no longer touching her thighs as she was fully engorged. "I would love to do that for you, Master, but I don't think that my clit would be much use after four or five times." 

I grinned. "I know that that's not the only way for you to come. Maybe I'd make you use a toy to come. And besides, I wouldn't expect you to be able to cum every half an hour for an entire day." 

Now Raquel was actually blushing. "I know that I can cum from a toy in my ass, Sir, but I would still like to try if that's what you truly want of me." 

I couldn't speak for several seconds. I could only look down at her face, an expression of naked innocence and devotion. At the same time, the blouse she'd been wearing was unbuttoned and her enormous breasts were exposed with clover clamps on her nipples, her hands cuffed behind her back, and her skirt fully extended away from her body due to her hard-on. "I love you," was all that I could manage to say. 

"I love you, too, Master." 

I untied her and we kissed passionately. Even though she was already hard and had not come from my orgasm in her mouth, since I had instructed her not to, I waited to explore Raquel's voluptuous frame until later. We had had dinner and were watching a movie. It was good enough to be enjoyable but not good enough to completely distract me from the wonderful creature that was snuggled up next to me. We ended up pausing the movie and heading to the bedroom. 

Once she was out of her clothes, I simply cuffed her hands behind her back, blindfolded and gagged her, bent her over the side of the bed, and sank as far into her ass as I could. She groaned and pushed back as I thrust into her. I started out with my hands on her ample hips but moved my hands around and used her nipples, and only her nipples, to hold on to. I was grabbing them hard enough for my hands to get tired. I came relatively quickly, just after she did. When I could tell that she was about to get off, I first stroked her to get her there quickly, then caught her sweet load in my hand. Just before I erupted in her ass, I unbuckled her gag and ordered, "Drink your own cum while I come in your ass!" She hungrily devoured her own sperm. At the same time, I used my one free hand to make sure that I could get as deep as possible and emptied my balls inside her. 

Sated, I pulled out of her and we got ready for bed. One of our routines that we had developed was for her to wear a blindfold and wrist cuffs to bed. She told me that it made her feel very much that I owned her, and that that made her feel very safe and comforted. 

We fell asleep happy, but excited. She loved the idea of "homework assignments," both for her and our submissive new friend. 

The next night, Raquel wouldn't be home until much later than usual, as she was going out with a bunch of friends. They knew me but it was a girls' night. I was on my own. 

I sent Tina a text, asking her if she had some time to talk about why we met in the first place. Fifteen minutes later, the phone rang. 

"Hello?" 

"Hi, this is Tina. You wanted to talk?" 

"I did. You probably have some idea what it's about..." I began. 

"I think I do, Sir." 

"Excellent. I had an idea the other day. I know that when you and Raquel and I started playing together, you agreed that it was only fair for you to live your own life unless we were going to get together in the following few days." 

"Yup!" 

"I was thinking about a modification to that. I told Raquel about my idea and she thought it was extremely hot. What about something like a homework assignment?" 

"I'm not sure what you mean, Sir." 

"Well, the only example that I have so far is that you would have to have an orgasm every half an hour for an entire day. And record it for me, every time. What do you think?" 

There was an extended pause. "Are you still there?" I asked. 

"I am, I'm sorry. I've got to be honest...that got me wet just thinking about it. I'd love to, Sir," Tina breathed. I could hear that her breathing had changed. It was deeper and slower. She wasn't kidding about being aroused. 

"Obviously, I wouldn't have you do it on a day that you have to work, or anything like that, we could work out some sort of agreement...like a due date," I explained, proud of myself. "Yeah. You have it done by a certain date, and if you don't, then...well, I guess you'd have some kind of punishment coming." 

"When would you like me to have this done for you, sir?" 

This had gone an awful lot better than I had thought that it would! "Will you be able to do this within the next week?" It was a Wednesday night, and I knew that she didn't work most weekends. 

"If I turn 'my assignment' in early, do I get extra credit?" 

I laughed. "I hadn't thought about that. I'm sure that we can work something out," I replied. 

"I will be more than happy to do this for you, Sir," Tina answered. "I can't wait until Sunday. I can get anything that I need to have done outside of the house on Saturday and just spend the day working on my homework on Sunday." 

Inspiration struck: "You have to leave the house for at least an hour," I added quickly. "And this isn't some, 'get yourself off four times in a row and you're good for two hours' thing either," I explained. Every 30 minutes, you have to come. And you can't be at home the whole day, you have to go out in public for at least...an hour and fifteen minutes." 

I could almost hear her thinking about it. I felt a little bad, knowing that it would put her in some potentially hugely embarrassing positions, but then again, three things mitigated that feeling. The first was that she was an adult, and so was Raquel and so was I, and I didn't expect her to do anything that would possibly screw her life up in a big way. Second, she had already told us both that she got off even harder when she was being humiliated. The third was the raging erection that I had developed thinking about her doing this and the second part. 

"Yes, sir," Tina answered after a deep breath. 

"Are you sure that you're OK with this? I don't want you to get yourself arrested or anything," I confirmed. 

"No, it's fine. It's more than fine. I'm actually even wetter than I was when you told me about it," she answered. 

I chuckled. "Yeah, thinking about this has got me going, too," I admitted. 

"Holy shit...I'm going to end up getting started early, Sir." 

We signed off after a few more seconds. I looked down and the pajama pants that I was wearing (that Raquel found irresistibly sexy, for some reason that I couldn't fathom) were standing out from where they usually were. Yup, I was rock-hard. 

I sent Raquel a quick text: "Just called Tina. She's totally into it. Told her she has to be in public for at least 75 mns." 

I tried to concentrate on the TV show I was watching, and had almost succeeded when the reply came back: "OMFG! Having hard time keeping hardon in my panties." I had a good laugh at that. Imagining my beautiful, submissive, transsexual girlfriend trying to keep that thing contained in the tight-fitting dress that she wore out. 

My response: "She has to have it done in a week." 

Her only answer was, "Ur naughty. U can make me do that, too..." 




Meeting Raquel Ch. 04



I assured her that I had some ideas for her as well. It did seem like I may have gotten a little carried away with Tina and how to dominate her, when I had this amazing woman that lived with me who had already given herself over to me completely. Was I already taking her for granted? 

No, I assured myself. The hypnosis, once I learn how to do it, will be first on her, and she truly will love it. I knew that like a fact. 

Later that night, not long before Raquel got home, I got a text from Tina. "OMG. Cant wait for Sunday. Just came super hard thinking about it. Sheets are soaked." 

The sex that Raquel and I had was particularly passionate that night, as we were both turned on by how submissive, squirty, and into sex our new friend was. 

The next few weeks flew by. I had my first hypnosis class, and I was disappointed, because I'd gone in with expectations that were too high. I had mistakenly thought that I would walk out of the first class and be able to turn Raquel and Tina into my quivering sex slaves. Not so. It was going to take a lot of practice and work. 

The hard-on that was building as I left, growing from thinking about what I would do with them, however, convinced me that it was all going to be worth it. 

I thought back to when Tina had turned in her "homework assignment." Out of the blue on the Monday after we had talked, I received an email from her with a compressed attachment. I had the day off and the house to myself, since Raquel had to work. She had said goodbye by following me as I returned to bed after going to the bathroom. Once I was back in bed, she hungrily devoured my cock and didn't let it leave her mouth until I had filled it with jizz. "Thanks, baby," I said as she walked out. 

She had just looked back over her shoulder and winked, pulling up her dress and her thong aside. "I'm wearing this to work today, Master," she told me as my eyes landed on the base of the butt plug nestled between her cheeks. 

"Good girl!" I told her as she left. 

I was wide awake after that. Once I opened Tina's attachment, I could see that there were 30 separate audio files. Each one was small. I opened the first. 

The player showed that the file was only about four minutes long. First, I heard Tina's voice. "Good morning, Sir. This is your slave Tina, getting started on her homework assignment. I admit that I've been looking forward to today since we talked, and I've barely been able to keep my hands off my pussy. I just woke up and it's been almost a half an hour since I got out of bed. That was at 8:15, so since it's almost 8:45, I'd better have an orgasm in the next few minutes." The rest of the file was a few sentences here and there explaining what she was doing, and then mostly moaning followed by a few sexy, breathy groans. "That was a pretty good one," her voice continued. "Guess I'll talk to you in a half an hour. 

My cock was pretty hard, since one of the things that had turned me on the most about women (with or without cocks) was the sounds that they made as they got close to and then had an orgasm. It was probably my favorite sexual sound. 

I opened the next file. "Hello, sir. It's just about 9:15 so it's time for me to come again. I'm not really horny per se, but every time I remember that I have to come for you every half an hour, I start to get a little wet...and then I want to get off again. I'm just going to use my fingers again..." The rest was largely the same as the last. 

I listened to another, that time she had a dildo since her clit was still fairly sensitive. It was a longer recording, almost ten minutes, but she seemed to come harder at the end. 

"Hello, again, Sir," the next recording began. "I had to work so hard to come for you the last time that I decided to take a shower. And while I was in there, I decided to shave my pussy for you so it's nice and soft. It really is, too...I made sure to moisturize my skin before and after and it's just so smooth..." From there, all that I could hear was the sound of a vibrator and then the sound of her climaxing again. 

In the file after that, she had only had to fill herself with the dildo she had used before and use a vibrator on her clit for about 45 seconds and she came particularly hard. She ended that recording panting: "I can't believe how fast I came! My whole body feels so relaxed. It's only 11 in the morning and I feel like I could sleep for hours...until I remember that I'm supposed to come for you every half an hour, and then I want to come again right away. I feel so much like you own me, Sir. I keep thinking that I'll have a hard time coming the next time, but then I think about your assignment, and...I get turned on again. 

"I'll talk to you in about a half an hour, Sir." 

The next few were similar, for the most part. She hadn't even had to use any toys like a butt plug or a pair of nipple clamps until 1:30. "It's 1:25, Sir. I don't want to, but I'm going to go out to get some coffee and pick up a few things at the grocery store that I didn't get yesterday. But before I go, I just gave myself an enema so I can put this plug in my ass..." I heard her groan a few times before she continued. "There, it's in. I'm going to head out after I put my vibrator against my clit through my panties, and...MMMM!" She grunted and moaned. Panting, she continued. "Make sure that I come for you before I go." All that I heard after that were more sounds of her getting to and then experiencing another orgasm. She was still breathing hard as she signed off. "I'm scared to do this but it's really turning me on to know that I'll be getting myself off for you and I don't know where but it will be somewhere that I may get caught. Talk to you soon, Sir." 

I couldn't open the next file fast enough. Whispering: "Hello, Sir. I'm in the parking lot at the local grocery store. It's broad daylight and I didn't park very far from the entrance so there's a chance that someone will see me with my vibrator. I can't believe how wet my panties are getting, Sir. I put a few clothespins in my purse before I left, just in case, and so I'm going to put them on my nipples. I'm wearing a padded bra so no one will be able to tell that my nipples are clamped and my ass is full, Sir." She whispered a yelp into the phone each time the clothespin bit down on her nipple. "I'm really dripping now, Sir. I may keep these panties on all day and give them to you so you can see how hot this gets me...Jesus, I'm horny again!" The sound of a vibrator entered again. 

At this point, even though Raquel's expert fellatio had just gotten me off less than an hour before, my dick was in my hand, hard as hell, and I was stroking it slowly so that I wouldn't come too soon. 

She groaned in the recording. "Oh, shit...there are families here with their kids walking by in the next line and I'm here with my nipples clamped and a plug in my ass...Sir, it's getting me so hot!" Tina whispered into the mic. The rest of it was simply her coming extremely hard, promising to keep the plug in her ass and the clothespins on her nipples, and saying, "Thank you for giving me this assignment, Sir! Your slut is very happy. And the day isn't done!" 

My cum had sprayed all over my belly. Wow, was that hot! 

I didn't even listen to the rest of the recordings. The next day, Tina texted me. She wanted to know what I thought. 

I called her back immediately, and promised her that I would be sure to reward her for doing so well. I also let her know that I would reward Raquel for the idea of recording herself every time that she got herself off. 

The hypnosis classes took a while but the instructor finally gave us the go-ahead, after practicing on each other, to try it out on a live subject who was willing to by a "guinea pig." 

I was extremely excited as I drove home, not only for that but also for the package that I had seen arrive. I had splurged and bought several sex toys, one of which I couldn't wait to try out with Raquel. 

It was a U-shaped silicone toy. At one end, it had a switch and some nubs on the inside of the "U" and at the other was the vibrator motor. The other end was flared out just like a butt plug. It wasn't quite as big as the biggest one that we used on her, but it was still considerable. Since Raquel was a transsexual, normal Hitachi massage wands wouldn't work for controlled or forced orgasms the way that it would on a genetic woman like Tina. I could strap one of those massage wands to Tina's clit, turn the switch on high, walk away, and she wouldn't be able to stop herself from coming over and over again. 

Transgendered women like Raquel were a little different in that she had male plumbing. This was the answer. The flared end with the vibrator motor was to be inserted in her anus so that it was right up against her prostate. The other end, once the first end was inside her, would be pushed against her perineum, heightening any pleasure that the stimulation of her prostate would provide. 

I could barely keep my eyes on the road on the drive home; all I wanted to do was look at the new toy in the box! Hell, maybe I'd use it on myself while I fucked her... 

I got home and left the box in the car. I entered, and as usual, Raquel was dressed in a very sexy manner. She had had the day off, so she greeted me on her knees wearing nothing but her collar, a pair of white thigh-high stockings, a pair of matching stiletto high heels, wrist cuffs, and a blindfold. As was also usual, her penis was partially erect. 

This time, instead of leading her to kneel in front of the couch as I usually did, I helped her to her feet and grabbed a handy padlock, cuffing her hands behind her back. I led her into the bedroom, had her stand against the bed, and secured a rope to her wrists, which I ran through a loop in the ceiling. The effect was so that if I pulled on the rope, it hurt her shoulders a lot. The only way to alleviate the pain was to bend over so that the angle of the force against her shoulders would change. 

Once that was done, I simply told her, "Wait here, I'll be right back," and headed out to the car. She cried out a few times, but I ignored them as I retrieved our new toy. 

Back in our bedroom, I told her, "You look very beautiful." 

Quietly, she answered, "Thank you, Master." 

"I got you a present." 

She was silent for a moment. "Thank you, Master. I would love to know what it is." 

I chuckled. "You'll see. Sit tight." I went back into the living room and got the toy out. I had already perused the manual and learned how to insert it and turn it on and off, as well as put the batteries in it, of course. 

Batteries installed, I returned to the bedroom. "Lift your head up," I ordered. Raquel did, and I slipped a large ball gag into her mouth, buckling it behind her head. "I'll bet that you'd love to know what this present is, wouldn't you?" Of course, she was dying to know. 

I let her wait while I made sure that the batteries were inserted properly, then got the lube out. I put some in an injector, which I slid into her tight hole and squirted a good portion of the cold liquid into her ass. She sighed. I let the rest squirt out over her rosebud, which I used to not only lubricate her hole but her new toy. 

I was careful not to let Raquel feel the rest of the toy as I worked the vibratory head inside of her. She already knew that she should relax her sphincter so it slid in pretty easily. She sighed as it entered her, barely crying out at all as its widest part stretched, then entered her. It helped that she had already had a plug in her ass while she was waiting for me to get home. However, as the part that was designed to go inside her slid all the way in, she sounded confused when the angled part stopped the toy from going any further inside her, and the nub-covered other end of the "U" came to rest against her perineum. 

I climbed up so that I could speak quietly to her. "Remember all of those bondage videos we watched where the girl is tied up with a powerful vibrator against her clit? This is the equivalent for you, my love." I clicked the power switch, hearing it start to vibrate inside her. She inhaled deeply, then moaned through her gag. 

"That feels really good, doesn't it?" She was emphatic that it did. "I knew it would. The part inside you is designed to vibrate against your prostate, and the part against your 'taint is just supposed to apply pressure, making the part that's inside you all the more intense. Clench your muscles, tighten up," I ordered. She did and wasn't able to keep herself from groaning. 

I laughed softly, happy that she was feeling good and enjoying her submission, and glad that I had been able to surprise her. "Here's what I want to do. I'm going to untie the rope from the loop on the floor and have you lay on the bed on your back. Do you understand?" I got an affirmative. "Keep yourself tight so that that toy doesn't come out." 

I did as I had told her, and soon she was laying on her back, her magnificent body displayed for me. I tied the rope that was attached to her wrist cuffs to the footboard, then put similar cuffs around her ankles, which I tied to the posts on the headboard. 

By this point, she was moaning constantly. Her cock wasn't completely hard while not flaccid, but there was a stream of precum dripping out of the end of it. I could tell that she was thoroughly enjoying herself. 

"Do you think you might come soon, slave girl?" I asked. She nodded and moaned. 

"When you get close, do you think you can hold back if I tell you not to come?" 

At that, Raquel made a noise as if to say, "I don't know but I'll try." 

I kissed her lips around the gag. "We've never done this before, so if you can't hold back, it's OK." It occurred to me again that I was in complete control of what happened. "Maybe I'll just make you try again." 

She didn't acknowledge that directly. I think that she was getting into it too deeply. Between the submission and the constant prostate stimulation, I knew that it wouldn't take her long. And I was right. A minute or two later, with me just pinching and tweaking her nipples, not touching her cock (as much as I wanted to), Raquel began squirming and groaning. At that point, I couldn't hold back any more and said, "Don't come without my permission!" before taking all of her into my mouth. 

She groaned in a way that sounded like, "How is it possible to do that!?" as I swirled my tongue around the head of her shaft. I was impressed, since it took more than two minutes for her to ejaculate in my mouth, screaming around her gag. Her whole body shook as the orgasm took her body over. 

Raquel was panting as I sat up, swallowing her tasty load. "That was good...but I want to see if you can come without me touching you and if you can keep yourself from coming with that thing inside you." 

She whimpered, trying to escape her bonds. It clearly felt great, although I didn't know if the normal feeling of super-sensitivity on my cock that I felt was affected by just her prostate and perineum being stimulated. 

I licked and sucked and nibbled, sometimes biting her nipples. She groaned and writhed with pain and pleasure. Before too long, it seemed like she was going to come again. "Again?" I asked. 

Raquel groaned, nodding her head yes. Within seconds, her amazing body stiffened and a much smaller load of her jizz shot out of the end of her cock. 

After that, the vibrations continued. She was whining at this point, writhing, only keeping it inside herself because I had told her to. My mean/"I want to see you come again" streak showed through. I kissed her lips ever so gently around her gag and said softly, "Just one more orgasm and I'll stop it." 

She groaned, a sound of a combination of lust and despair. I could tell that it was wearing her out, but it was just so hot seeing this gorgeous submissive transsexual climaxing without being able to stop herself. It reminded me of the videos that I had mentioned to her just before we started. A lovely woman is tied up with a vibrator tied to her clit. It's turned on, and nothing she can do can stop the cascade of orgasms. 

I was rock-hard at this point, so I unbuckled her gag and threw it aside. "Master! Fuck! This thing is gonna make me come again!" Raquel gasped. 

I grinned, even though she couldn't see it. "Good." I thrust my even-harder cock into her mouth. "Suck my cock while you come again." 

The moans that she made while I was fucking her mouth and the vibrator egged her prostate on to still another orgasm were some of the hottest that I've ever heard. I had been fucking her mouth as if it was just a hole there for my pleasure, something that I knew turned her on to no end. Just as I was getting close, I heard her start to whine and moan as if she was going to climax again, and suddenly I was there. Just as she screamed, her mouth filled with my manhood, hers exploded onto her belly again. I was over the edge instantly. I almost screamed myself as I emptied my load into her mouth. Raquel swallowed it hungrily as I reached between her legs and switched the vibration off, then pulled out of her mouth. 

She was gasping for breath. "Holy shit...I can't remember the last time I came that many times in row! I don't think I ever have. Thank you, Master!" 

"You're welcome, baby," I told her as I untied her. "Maybe I'll take it for a spin sometime." 

"You so should...those were some of the most intense orgasms I've ever had!" 

"I could tell," I said as I kissed her tenderly. 

I had already gotten dinner on the way home, so we both just had a glass of wine after Raquel cleaned her new toy off. We both talked about our day and other small talk while we drank our wonderful chardonnay. 

While she hadn't changed, all that Raquel was wearing was the stockings and heels she normally wore with a short silk robe. As we talked, I drank her looks in. Seeing her gorgeous body was getting me in the mood again. 

During a lull in the conversation, I announced, "I think I do want to try that thing out." 

She wasn't surprised. She knew full well that I enjoyed being on the receiving end of anal play as much as she did. Well, almost as much. 

"Whatever you want, Master," was all that she said. She leaned over and we kissed deeply. 

We headed back into the bedroom, me shedding my clothes on the way. Honestly, I had been just as excited to try it out on myself as I had been to use it to force Raquel to several screaming orgasms. 

I went to the bathroom and cleaned myself out. Raquel had ditched the robe. "You're beautiful," I said. 

She smiled. "Thank you. You're pretty damn hot, yourself, Master. Do you want me to help with anything?" 

I chuckled. "Sure, why not?" There were plenty of times that we simply fooled around and made love. While we both knew that I was the dominant one and she was the submissive one, she wasn't trussed up like a turkey and in pain every time that we had sex. Sometimes it just felt wonderful to enjoy each other's bodies. 

I tossed her the lube and got on the bed with my ass in the air. Without saying anything, Raquel began applying the lube to my ass, gently and sensuously working first one finger, then two, and finally three into my ass. I relaxed, enjoying the still-odd feeling of having my ass stretched out as she got me ready. 

"Want me to put it in?" she asked. 

"Yeah, that sounds hot," I said. I was very relaxed and looking forward to trying this thing out. 

She kissed me deeply and softly, then knelt behind me. I didn't feel anything for a few seconds as she lubed the tip of our new toy up sufficiently. 

"Ready?" she inquired. 

"Go for it, baby," I answered. I felt the coolness of the plug first just contact my ass, then begin to enter. It felt really good for a few seconds, then started to hurt. I didn't even say anything, Raquel picked up on the way my body reacted. She pulled it out about a half an inch, just stroking it in and out, keeping me stretched at the current level for about a minute, then began pressing it back into me again, slowly but firmly. We repeated this process until its widest part was just about inside me, and that was always the most difficult part for me. That seemed to take forever for my sphincter to stretch out wide enough to accept this fairly big toy without it being too painful. 




Meeting Raquel



She broke from our kiss and took me into her mouth for the second time, and seemed eager to demonstrate her skill at fellatio. It felt like my cock was wrapped in liquid silk that was being pulled by a vacuum cleaner. I sighed and alternated between running my hand through her hair and toying with her big, hard nipples.

After several minutes of ecstasy, she pulled her head up off my member and kissed me, hard. Then she looked me in the eyes, hers full of lust, and whispered, "I want you to make love to me."

"I want to, too," I replied. She kissed me again, and then rose, taking my hand and leading me in to her bedroom. There were candles lit in there, too.

I got my clothes off in record time, and she had already gotten out a small bottle of lube and several condoms by the time I was finished. Raquel laid her magnificent body on the bed and was very slowly rubbing her own cock, which had grown to be about the same size as mine, at six and a half inches. "Come here," she implored.

I got on to the bed next to her and resumed kissing her, playing with her mammoth breasts and her erection as we did. She leaned down and took me in to her mouth again, but only for a few moments. She pulled off and moaned, "I want you inside me! Please, fuck me!"

I got a condom on my raging erection and drizzled some lube on it. Raquel drew her legs up and exposed her perfectly pink, clean hole to me. "Put some on me, too." I was only too happy to oblige, getting a little more slippery stuff on my fingertips and working it around. She moaned, grinding her hips into my hand just enough so that my fingertip slid inside her. She groaned and ground into me even harder. I worked another finger into her, feeling its heat and tightness and getting even harder as I did so--I didn't think that was possible!

She'd begun stroking again as I fingered her. "God, that's good!" she cried. "But I need you inside me!" I knelt between her stocking-clad legs and positioned the head of my cock at her hole. She moaned again and did that thing with her hips, and suddenly, I was in her. She groaned as I leaned forward, lying down on top of her and kissing her once again, and found myself buried in her to the hilt. My balls were resting against the crack of her ass.

I slowly withdrew and sank back in to her tightness. She was wild, a woman possessed as I began to increase the speed with which I drew back and sank into her, kissing my neck, scratching my back, and crying out in ecstasy. I held her tight and made love to her passionately. I knew that I wasn't going to last all that long, especially since we were holding each other so tightly and I could feel her rock-hard cock pressed between us. She would squeeze me gently as I pushed in, and relax as I withdrew, and it was driving me crazy. I wouldn't be able to hold on much longer. Especially since every time that she clenched her sphincter, I could feel her dick twitch against my belly.

I broke the kiss that had been continuous since I had entered her, and asked, "I want you to come with me, do you want me to stroke you?"

"No, I'm gonna come just like this! Just don't stop!" she groaned, and kissed me again even harder. It only took me another minute or two of thrusting into her before I could feel my whole member get more sensitive as the tingle in my feet grew, and I cried, "I'm gonna come!"

"I'm gonna come, too! God this feels good!" she panted. A few seconds later I buried myself inside her to the hilt and felt my cock pulse as stream after stream of cum spurted into her. I groaned and held her tighter as I felt her muscles start to contract sporadically. She held me even tighter than she had been and screamed, and I felt hers pulse, too, and then felt the sticky wetness between our bodies as she came, very hard.

Panting, she gasped, "That was the best sex I've ever had! Nobody's ever been able to make me come that way!"

I kissed her, and answered, "That was amazing. If I wasn't spent already, I'd want to do it again."

We cuddled and kissed and began talking about how she had become the beautiful woman that she was, and some of the experiences that had caused her to be so cautious about revealing her true self to me.

Born as a male but never feeling right, she'd been the child of a very supportive mother who had not only not minded that her son wanted to dress like a girl, she had been cool enough to help by buying clothes and teaching her gender-confused child how to dress, walk, talk, and act like a girl while she was still in junior high. Her mother had even gone so far as moving to another school district so that Raquel could enroll as a girl and begin living full-time as a female. Hormone therapy had begun as soon as she was old enough, and by the time she graduated, Raquel had grown to be a beautiful young woman—even sprouting a pair of breasts big enough that most of the other girls in her class were jealous. And they'd appeared on their own; DD cup breasts on a person who'd been born male due only to hormones was unheard of; her doctor had shaken his head and chuckled, telling her that she was just lucky. Raquel had agreed.

Throughout high school she'd remained a virgin, though she hadn't been lonely for male companionship, and had learned how to give an excellent blowjob before she went off to college. There, she'd actually taken the risk of showing someone her magnificent body, and he'd nearly destroyed her emotionally. He'd even told all of his friends. The ridicule was so bad that Raquel ended up transferring to another school and not really making any friends until she graduated.

Once more, she'd tried to trust someone and been burned again once she'd started working. This asshole had actually punched her after he'd reached down during a blow job to try and feel her pussy. He'd been so shocked—and stupid—that he had actually punched her and spit on her, storming out. Another guy was nearly as bad but had slapped her instead. The result was just as bad: Raquel had never been penetrated by a person, only with one of her toys. "And I have quite a few," she giggled as she told me that.

She had talked to a few guys who were actively searching for a girl like her that she'd found online, but was creeped out by each one; they only seemed to see her genitalia, not the person attached, and that made her feel just as much like a freak as getting hit or spit on and insulted.

She confided that I was the only person that she'd told everything to that had treated her like a human being. I admitted that I had been trying to "hook up" with a transsexual girl for my entire adult life, but I couldn't just treat her like a sex object—it was an added bonus that my new girlfriend had a cock just as big as mine.

She had never tried being on the giving end, had never really thought about it, but said she'd be willing to try. At this point, we were both nearly asleep, and as I drifted off to a peaceful slumber, I heard the birds outside chirping and could see the sky beginning to get light.

I awoke to bright sunlight in my face. I was hot. I threw off the covers and realized that I was the only one in the bed. As I got up to head for the bathroom, I heard activity in the kitchen. I smiled, took care of business, and, after putting my boxers back on, headed to see her.

Raquel's smile was radiant as she saw me when I walked in. "Morning, sexy," she murmured as she kissed me softly.

"Morning," I answered. "You look fantastic."

"You can't be serious. I just got up," she insisted, but she looked great in just a pair of cotton shorts and a tight white t-shirt. Through which I could see her nipples. Her hair was pulled back in a ponytail, and she wasn't wearing any makeup. And she put Helen of Troy to shame, made her look like an old hag.

"I think you look good enough to eat," I answered with a lecherous grin.

She smiled, and offered coffee instead. I accepted and just gazed at her, drinking in her beauty as I sipped my coffee. "So what do we do now?" I asked.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, where do we go from here? That was the best I've ever had, too, and I want more," I explained.

She giggled. "Maybe after breakfast. How do eggs, bacon, and toast sound?"

"Just what the doctor ordered. My favorite."

"Good," she said, setting her coffee down and getting up. "I'll get it started."

"What do you want me to do?"

"Just keep talking like you are and that's all I need," she told me with another dazzling smile.

We chatted, getting to know each other better outside of sex while she cooked. We were silent as we ate, saying everything with looks and smiles.

Once we had finished, she cleared the table. "I think I'm going to take a shower. You're welcome to join me if you want," she told me over her shoulder as her beautiful ass wiggled toward the bathroom.

I followed eagerly.

I kissed her again as she stripped, turning on and adjusting the water. I shucked my boxers and stepped in with her, marveling at how good she looked with her long auburn hair wet, and the droplets of water as they cascaded over her luscious curves.

We traded places so that I could wet myself down. As I closed my eyes and let the water run through my hair, I felt her hand around my already semi-hard cock; she began to stroke slowly. I finished wetting my hair and kissed her, reciprocating her action. She moaned as we began kissing more passionately. Within seconds I had dropped to my knees and had her in mouth, my hands on her buttocks as I hungrily sucked on her hardness. She sighed, leaning into the water as I pleasured her and running her fingers through my hair. As I sucked on her, I reached up and tweaked her nipples, eliciting a moan. My hands made their way back down to her ass, and soon I had spread her cheeks and was probing her with my fingers again. "That feels so good..." she whimpered as another finger, the third, entered her. At this point, she was rubbing her tits and pinching her own nipples while I went down on her. "You've got to stop...I'm gonna come if you don't..." I merely made my own approval known with a hum around her cock, which shortly began to swell a little. She cried out and filled my mouth with her tasty seed. "Don't swallow it," she gasped, pulling me to my feet. I had kept all that she'd emptied into my mouth and shared it as we kissed again.

Raquel began to stroke my hard cock as we kissed. "Hurry up and get clean," she urged. "I want you inside me again." We washed our bodies quickly, helping scrub each other, which was very erotic in and of itself, and got out as soon as we were done. Pausing only to towel off, I beat her to the bedroom and lay down on my back.

"Wanna ride?" I asked.

"More than anything else," she told me with lust in her voice. She had another condom on me and was spreading lube on her entrance in seconds. My transsexual girlfriend then straddled my hips and guided me into her very tight ass, moaning loudly as she impaled herself. I sighed and reached up to fondle her enormous tits as she began to rock up and down on me, moaning continuously. She leaned down to kiss me after a few minutes as I continued to work her nipples over. "I love it when you do that," she moaned. "It hurts but it turns me on so much!" On a lark, I released one of them and gave her a playful smack on her ass. She moaned and started to ride me harder. I took that to mean that she liked that, too, so I spanked her again, but quite a bit harder. She cried out, "Yeah! God, that's so fucking good!" I kept spanking her as she rode me until she was in a torrent of lust, and was stroking herself furiously as she rode me and milked my cock with her ass.

"I'm gonna come," I groaned.

"Come in me, please!" she nearly shouted as she upped the pace of her stroking again.

I only had to spank her one more time, and then we both soared over the edge. I grabbed her hips and forced her down on me even harder as my hips bucked, and then I was filling her, nearly shouting myself as she screamed and ropes of her cum landed on my chest. She dismounted and licked my chest clean as we caught our breaths.

"You like pain some, don't you?" I asked a few minutes later.

"It turns me on so much," Raquel agreed.

"How much?"

"So much that I've even...umm...fantasized about that some."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean that...I've thought about being tied up. It always gets me off harder when I think of that," she explained.

I was silent for a few seconds, thunderstruck. This girl was perfect! I had quite the dominant streak and adored seeing a beautiful woman trussed up.

She looked at me, concern on her face. "Did I freak you out or anything?"

"Not at all!" I replied. "That kind of thing turns me on, too. That's why I like pinching your nipples so much."

Raquel grinned. "This keeps looking better and better." I smiled back in agreement.

We spent the rest of the weekend together. We watched several movies, ordered take-out, and got to know each other much better. We even covered the topic of bondage in more detail, and it turned out that she had a few accessories for practicing that. I hadn't been able to keep my hands off of her all weekend and was almost completely exhausted, but when she mentioned that, I couldn't help myself. I reached over, caressed her left breast through her t-shirt, and then clamped down on the nipple, hard.

She gasped, closed her eyes, and threw her head back. I could see her "clit" twitch and begin to stiffen through the thong she was wearing—the only other garment that she was wearing.

"You like that?" I murmured.

She sighed deeply and whispered, "Oh, my god...I fucking love that."

I alternated to the other nipple and could see the satiny fabric of her thong beginning to stretch quite a bit. She was almost fully hard already. I released her nipple and stood. "Let's head into the bedroom," I suggested, offering her my hand.

She took it and we just about ran into the bedroom. I stripped her t-shirt off as well as mine, and ditched my boxers. "Where do you keep your toys and stuff?"

"In the drawer over there," she told me, indicating her nightstand. I opened the drawer and found nipple clamps with thumbscrews, allowing you to set how hard they pinched, handcuffs, a blindfold, and a pair of silk scarves.

"Lay down," I told her. She did so, smiling. I got the scarves and used them to tie her wrists to the bedposts. She closed her eyes and sighed. A look between her legs showed just how aroused she was; her clit was entirely engorged. I kissed her deeply while I ran my hand up and down her body, paying special attention to her enormous breasts, pinching her nipples harder than I had yet. She moaned, a sound full of lust. I was just as turned on as she was, my cock rigid.

I broke free of our lip lock and returned to the drawer. I held the nipple clamps up before and she sighed. "I want you to fuck me. Please."

"If you're good," I replied with a small smile. I dragged the steel chain over her belly, making her draw in a sharp breath. "Cold, isn't it?"

"Yeah..." she sighed. I adjusted the thumbscrews so that when I put them on her nearly perfect nipples they wouldn't pinch her too hard and put it on her right nipple. She breathed in deeply again, closing her eyes, and I noticed that her erection twitched. I put the other on her left nipple and she moaned.

"Oh, god...please fuck me..." I kissed her again, moving my way down her neck, liberally attending to her magnificent breasts, and then kissed my way down her perfect tummy. I kissed around her crotch as she spread her legs wide, moaning softly. I kissed everywhere but her stiff member deliberately which made her moan even more. After a minute or two of teasing her, I suddenly took as much of her erection into my mouth as I could. She gasped. I slowly bobbed my head up and down while I ran my tongue around the base of her head, working the bottom of the shaft with my hand. She groaned and begged, "Please let me suck your cock, baby. That feels so fucking good!" I replied with a noise to indicate that I wasn't going to let her (at least not yet) and continued ministering to her.

After a minute or two of just pleasing her, I straddled her head so that Raquel could do as she had requested. She moaned deeply and began doing an expert job. I found myself groaning around her shaft while she moaned softly, both of us trying to tell the other how close to ecstasy we were.

After a minute or two I could feel myself getting close so I pulled myself out of her mouth and released her from mine. I quickly slipped a condom on and knelt between her legs, holding them up and spreading them wide. She groaned, "Oh, yeah. Please fuck me! I'm gonna come just from having you inside me!" I toyed with her, just pushing the head of my cock into her hole, eliciting more sounds of pleasure, and then would pull it back out and run it in circles just outside. After less than a minute of that she was begging for me to put it inside her; I could see how turned on that she was. Not only was her clit hard as rock but there was a tiny runnel of preseminal fluid dripping from the tip to her lower belly.

After a few more seconds of teasing her, I plunged myself into her as deep as I could. My transsexual girlfriend almost screamed and thrust her hips toward me. I pushed her legs far back enough so that her knees where in her armpits and kissed her fiercely, starting to pound into her ferociously. I usually have a hard time climaxing with a condom on, but I knew that I wasn't going to last long. She was writhing and groaning as I fucked her. I bent my head down and picked the chain between her nipple clamps up with my teeth, drawing back to put some tension on them. She groaned, "Please make them tighter!" I was too happy to oblige. I backed the thumbscrews all of the way out so that the full force of the springs was bearing down on her nipples and she moaned again.

"I'm gonna come so hard," she groaned. "Just from having you inside me!" I redoubled my efforts since I was very close myself. Within another minute I could feel the orgasm beginning in my toes.

"I'm gonna come, too," I grunted, releasing the chain from my mouth and putting it in hers. "Hold it there," I ordered. She moaned again, closing her eyes as she created even more tension than I had put on her nipple clamps. My orgasm started and I began to pound her even more forcefully. She did scream around the chain as she climaxed and her ass clamped down on me like a vise. I came that much harder inside her as she shot spurt after spurt of her jizz all over her chest. It was on her tits, her belly, and she'd even shot some onto her neck.

Still inside her, I released her legs and kissed it all off of her. She let the chain fall out of her mouth, panting. "I don't think I have ever come that hard!"

"Yeah," I agreed. "I don't normally come that hard, either. It looks like we're even more right for each other."

At that she just smiled. "Want me to take these off?" I inquired, indicating her nipple clamps.

"Yeah." As I did she gasped in pain. Her nipples were very stiff and red, so I kissed each of them gently as I removed the clamps. Her still stiff cock twitched every time my tongue flicked over them. Next, I untied her wrists and lay down next to her to catch my breath.

"That was fucking amazing!" she said.

I agreed. She told me that she'd never expected to find someone as understanding and sweet who she felt that she could trust to tie her up.

"How do you do that?" I asked.

"Do what?"

"Come without having to be...um...stimulated," I elaborated, slightly embarrassed.

"Oh." She giggled a little. "The first time that I tried getting something inside of myself it was one of the best feelings I've ever had and it turned me on a lot. When I was old enough to get myself a toy, I did. It still felt amazing, but when I found my prostate I realized that whenever something bumped in to it, I felt it all of the way down to my toes. The first time I came without touching myself, just using a toy, I was fantasizing about being tied up and wanted to know how long I could take it if I couldn't. So I kept doing it to myself and before I knew it, I came harder than I ever had before. I...got a fair amount of practice before now, and so I almost never use my hands."




Meeting Raquel



"That's very cool," I said. "I've tried doing the same thing once or twice and while I can get close, I can't do that. Maybe I'm just not patient enough."

"You like to receive?" she asked, a little surprised.

"Sometimes."

"Sometimes I feel like I'd rather be doing instead of getting done myself," she told me with a twinkle in her eye. "Maybe we can switch places," she said as she kissed sweetly.

After a few moments of silence, Raquel confided, "I've got another fantasy."

"What's that?"

She looked down and was silent for a moment. Then she said in almost a whisper, "I'd like to be a slave. You don't think that's too kinky, do you?"

"Actually, I've always wanted to have a girl like you as a sex slave, too," I confided. "You're too good to be true." We ended up going to bed after talking about a few other related topics.

The next day was Sunday, and I had to go home. The next month or so was a blur. Working and spending every spare moment with her, and thinking about her when I wasn't with her. I had fallen in love.