0 comments/ 25919 views/ 5 favorites Mistress and Master By: davemacc65 I had been to Mistress Elaine's and Master Johns several times but today's visit was different. Mistress Elaine had buzzed me in the gate but it was James their butler who waited for me at the door. I had not met the staff of the house properly but I had heard them moving around and cleaning. I had wondered if Mistress had more slaves but the people I had briefly come across seemed normal. "This way Davina" he stated. I followed him into the hall and upstairs. James was a tall thin man with a very haughty face; to be honest he frightened me slightly. He led the way to one of the spare bedrooms and followed me in. Yes today was going to be different, today instead of my usual white skimpy uniform I was presented with a bed full of pink rubber. I wondered to the bed and drooled over my new uniform. I gazed at the six inch patent leather pink stilettos, Pink stockings and suspender belt, But it was the last two items that had me hard and erect. The pink rubber corset was most strange. Instead of a knickers type crotch it descended to bloomer type legs which ended with a gush a rubber frills. It also had wrist length sleeves ending in frills. The dress!! It was sissy pink and totally covered with frills, neck, cuffs, waist and hem. Even though it was laid on the bed the hem stood up with all the sissy pink layers of net underskirts. What would it be like on I wondered? It was then I noticed that James had not left. "I am to help you dress" he stated at my enquiring look. So I striped off my male clothes and started the transformation. "Mistress Elaine said you should put this in first" he handed me a pink butt plug; I blushed bright red and took it from him with trembling hands. As I held it he produced a tube of lubricant and poured some on the plug. When looked at the plug something told me it was different, it was heavy and ribbed, about six inches long and had a battery compartment. Yet there was no switch. "Would you like me to help" he asked. Totally giving in to my masochistic tendencies I nodded and bent over the bed. Taking the plug from my trembling hand James brought the plug to my pussy and gently pushed. At the wide point I groaned but he kept on pushing and it popped inside. With that full feeling I stood. "Thank you....er..." "James will do Davina" he answered my question. I returned to my dressing and afters covering my body with scented talc pulled the Basque/Bloomers up my legs. I noticed there was a zip at the front to gain access to my tiny cock, once over my hips I pulled the basque up to my chest and inserted my arms into the soft, cool rubber sleeves. James stepped behind me and adjusted the back of the Basque. He then proceeded to lace up the back. Because he had a man's strength the bodice was pulled even tighter that I was used to and quickly I had to resort to shallow breaths. The basque on, I fitted the suspender belt. Did Mistress know? Because the suspender belt was a tight fit just right for my new waist size! Next I rolled the soft rubber stockings up my legs, luxuriating in the feel, I groaned in pleasure then looked bashfully at James. He just gazed at me with a glazed expression, I lowered my gaze. James knelt and offered me the first shoe, I demurely stepped into it, becoming the true sissy I should be before a dominant male. James also helped me with the dress and then left for the Kitchen stating. "Mistress said you should apply some makeup and go to the kitchen" I was left alone so I went to the dressing table and surveyed the makeup set out. There was a tan foundation to hide my masculine stubble and skin. Bright pink eye shadow, Mascara, Bright pink lipstick with a gloss to coat them. When I finished I had almost turned myself into a living doll, Bright glossy lips....bright eye shadow. I minced to the full length mirror and let out a groan of joy. I was a truly sissified maid and my cock throbbed in its rubber prison. I had not cum since my last visit. In fact the only time I was allowed to cum now was under Mistress Elaine's command. Mistress had not placed a cock restraint on me she had simply said that I was not allowed to play with myself. I minced from the room and down into the Kitchen expecting to meet Mistress, I was in for a shock. In the Kitchen there stood James, the female cook and two maids. "What have we here then" Barked the cook. The two maids, girls in their early twenties laughed openly at the sight I presented. I turned completely red and wished for the earth to open up and swallow me! "This is Sissy Davina....she will be helping with service" stated James. "Will she now!....better put her! To work then" she said and went back to cutting up salad. The two maids openly looked at me with scorn.....I shivered with the masochistic delight and humiliation....and my cock throbbed. "Take this tray to Mistress Elaine and Master John...they are out on the patio" ordered James. I took the tray and walked through the door pointed out by James. After walking down a long corridor I came out into the light and nearly dropped the tray. Mistress and Master were sat watching a cricket match! Along with a large crowd of other people. They were sat back slightly back from the rest but dressed as I was I would be the centre of attention once I came out. Mistress saw me and beckoned me over. "How sweet you look Davina...and you've brought the iced tea" she laughed. I took a sidelong look at the crowd and noticed some stares in my direction but not the expected everyone turning and laughing. Master John smiled broadly at me. I placed the tray on the table and proceeded to pour Mistress and Master some Iced tea. "Kneel between us Davina" ordered Mistress. So carefully I knelt between the two, feeling the plug pushed deeper into my pussy, I staring out at the cricket game. I was still getting the odd side long look, suddenly the plug began to throb...not vibrate literally throb Thummm......Thummmm.....Thummmm I let out a yelp of surprise and both Mistress and Master giggled. I turned to see Mistress holding a remote control. So that was why the plug was so heavy and ribbed. "My I think she likes it" smirked Mistress Elaine "I think she does dear....turn it up" THUMMMM.......THRUMMMM.....THRUMMM I let out a growl of pure please and despite my situation my head fell back, eyes squeezed shut in joy. The tip of the plug was on my prostrate and quickly my orgasm built. As quickly as it started it stopped and my head snapped up to be faced by a tall smartly dressed women in her mid twenties. "So this is the new Maid? Mother dear...........can I play with her?" she asked turning to Mistress Elaine "No...you know you always broke your toys" "Well can I borrow her later" she wheedled "No!" stated Mistress Elaine. "Daddy can you have a word with Mummy" she simpered. "Go on dear....I am sure Davina will be alright with Felicity" he smiled. "JOHN! You were always too soft on her......and you Missy...we will talk about it later. Mistress Felicity smiled in my direction, a wicked smile that said I will have you, and returned to the crowd. As she joined the group two males detached and came to us. "Hello Mumsie...Daddy......I'm sure you lent the new toy to Felicity...so when do I get her?" he asked staring directly at me, a stare so fierce I bowed my head. "He is not Gay" Mistress Elaine stated. He came closer and lifted my chin, smiling mischievously into my eyes "Oh I'm sure I can change that...if not I can reveal her Bisexual side" he winked "What do you think Peter?" he said to the man behind him "Your birthday is coming up Paul...perhaps you could invite her to your party?" "There you go Mumsie a birthday present" "Paul! I will talk to you about it later as well!" "Now leave us in peace to watch the game" With that he turned and taking hold of the other man's hand headed back into the crowd. I noticed Mistresses glass was empty so I stood to fill it. As I started pouring the plug came to life. Thrummmm......Thrummmm... I nearly spilt tea all over "Are you really horny Davina?" asked Mistress "Yes Mistress...I so need to cum" I begged "Maybe later dear" she smiled "If you are a good girl" The plug stopped and my orgasm abated...but not my arousal....I was burning up with sexual energy. So much so, that I didn't notice the end of the cricket match. "Go and see James and bring out the sandwiches" ordered Mistress Elaine. I topped up their drinks and headed for the kitchen. There I found James and the two smirking maids. They had trays full of sandwiches and drinks and with broad grins they brushed past me and headed out. James handed me a tray and I gulped. "Yes you are to move among the crowd and offer them drinks" he smiled sympathetically, so with the laden tray I headed back out into the daylight. There was no way I was going to get away with closer inspection. Everyone would know I was a man! I wobbled across the patio and then onto the grass. The first few people to take drinks from me looked me up and down. They knew exactly what I was. So as my nerves began to settle and masochistic joy sent in, I became more confident. That was shattered when one of the players stepped in front of me. He smiled salaciously at me then placed his hands under my skirt and directly on my crotch. His eyes widened when he felt the bulge, but he did not remove his hand. He rubbed for a couple of seconds then with a wink he moved away. I took in a breath as best I could in the basque suddenly realising I had held it in during the encounter. I was back to feeling slightly nervous, and it seems he had opened the door because I started getting pats on the bottom, hands feeling my thighs and crotch. To make matters worse! Thrummm.....Thrummm....Thrummm... The plug came to life. I let out a growl of joy which made a few heads turn. I looked towards Mistress to see her smile and then nod......Oh No! She was going make me cum! Right here in this crowd....I revelled in the masochistic joy and the plug brought me along. I tried at first to act normal and managed to serve a few drinks, but soon the glasses on the tray were clanking together. I stood and the tide of orgasm filled my soul. I closed my eyes, I fought for breath. Then I convulsed as the throws of orgasm hit me. At this point the plug stopped, but my climax was a freight train and it blasted through my soul. Sweat dripped down my face, and I started to control my breathing. With eyes stills closed I imagined everyone was looking at me, it certainly seemed they had gone quite. Slowly I opened my eyes and returned to the world. To my relief I was mostly being ignore, there were a couple of stares. One of them I immediately recognised with shock. Mistress Gillian! She stalked towards me a cruel smile turning her lips "Enjoying ourselves are we Sissy Davina" she asked "M-Mistress Gillian...I...I!" "Quite Sissy!...I was most disappointed when you didn't call me....perhaps I will make it more difficult on you when next we meet" With that mysterious comment she stalked off. She talked to Mistress Elaine for a while before staring at me and then moving away. Mistress and Master headed in my direction "Beautiful Davina...I don't know how you didn't drop the tray" Laughed Master John They took the last two drinks from my tray and sipped them. "Take the tray to the kitchen then make your way to our bedroom" Ordered Mistress Elaine. I quickly headed for the Kitchen noticing as I did the fluids from my orgasm starting to collect around my now drained balls, a not unpleasant feeling...strangely! Back in the kitchen Cook caught me heading out. "Not so soon Missy....wash and dry those glasses she ordered. "Yes....Maam" I curtsied "Non of your aires and graces with me Missy...If I want I can have you scrubbing the floor....understood" "Yes...cook" I answered dutifully. She nodded approval. Finished with my chores I headed to Mistress and Masters Bedroom, I had not been in long when they arrived. "That was so much fun...we really showed the cricket club...I'm sure they will be talking about us all night" gushed Mistress Elaine. Her face was alight with mischief indeed so was Master Johns. Mistress Elaine headed to the chair at the side of the bed and sat down. Master John still smiling knelt down to her left and motioned me down to the right. He gently removed her shoe and I followed suit. Bending close he placed light kisses on her stocking covered foot, I copied. We worshiped Mistresses feet for a few minutes then with a couple of snaps the stockings drifted down to her ankle. We removed them. Then the worship began in earnest. Kissing and sucking her slender feet, Mistress all the while, sighing her pleasure. After ten minutes of worshipping Mistress she stood up. Master John rose with her and so did I. He started to unbutton the blouse she had on. Once all the buttons were undone we removed the blouse. I carefully folded it and whist I was doing this Master John removed her bra. As he was putting it aside he motioned me to undo Mistresses skirt. This I did with trembling hands and again we lowered it to her ankles where she stepped out of it. I folded it and put it aside whilst Master removed Mistresses' panties. Coming back to Mistress he started to kiss her shoulders and neck, I followed getting a smile from him and a sigh from Mistress. "It's like having two devotees" she murmured. Master began to travel towards Mistresses left breast but as I followed he slightly shook his head and pointed the other way. So my lips travelled across her shoulders and down her back to her shoulder blades. Now I was opposite Master. I watched and listened as he suckled on her breasts and Mistress groaned. I continued my worship down her back to her hips and Master followed at the front. I knelt and so did master. And so I faced my Mistresses' glorious bottom. I could hear Master inhaling Mistresses' heady womanly odour. I did the same. I dipped my nose into the dark recess and inhaled. The musky scent all woman, slightly scented from sitting in the sun. It filled my senses and drove me wild. Both Master and I groaned in ecstasy. Mistress let out a groan of joy and then slightly opened her legs. Master was obviously ministering to her pussy, so I did the same. My tongue dipped into the recess and found her succulent rosebud. My greedy tongue quickly pushed inside and was rewarded with her coppery taste filling my senses. So with me licking her rosebud and Master licking her pussy we quickly brought her to a leg trembling orgasm. No sooner had she climax than she moved away from us and ordered Master to sit down. She knelt on his left and motioned me to his right. She unlaced his shoe and took it of...she kissed his foot.....I followed. This was going to be unreal. Mistress removed his sock and began to worship his foot. I did the same, taking his slightly salty but not unpleasant tasting toes into my mouth. We worshipped for a few minutes and then he stood. Together we took off shirt, trousers and shorts. I noticed Master John was completely void of body hair including his crotch. Mistress stood and started to kiss his shoulders and neck, I did the same. When she went to his chest I went behind. Pretty soon I was kneeling before his bottom. Masochistic joy and my passion for bottoms had me drooling at the prospect of what I was about to do. Mistress must have mistaken my pause of rapture for dislike because Thrummm....Thrummm...Thrummm..... The plug came to life. But I didn't need the encouragement my cock was already throbbing, so I dipped my nose into his dark recess and inhaled......Amazingly the sent was almost the same as Mistresses....just slightly darker. Master gasped and I knew Mistress was sucking his cock, so my tongue darted from my mouth and tasted his rosebud. In answer to my ministrations Master growled. As before the two of us brought the willing captive along and with a grunt of pure joy Master came. Leaving me kneeling he took Mistresses' hand and guided her to the bed. As they climbed onto the bed the plug stopped. "Come and watch Davina" Ordered Mistress. So I watched as they made love.....sucking.......teasing......fucking.....slowly building themselves to another orgasm. Thrummm....Thrummm...Thrummm..... The vibrator came to life and as my Master and Mistress rose towards their climax so did I. My head dropped backwards and a long moan escaped my lips. Soon, a second load mixed with my earlier spend. All three satisfied I heard Mistress's voice. "Go Sissy......go get changed" she murmured. I stood and left, as I looked back I saw both my Mistress and Master sleeping in each other's arms. I quietly opened the door and left. Getting back to the room I changed in James was waiting. "You will find a bathroom with a shower through that door". He pointed to a side door. "When you are ready to go please return to the kitchen" Changed into my normal attire I went down to the kitchen. The two maids where there but they paid me no notice. The cook and James were having a cup of tea and I was offered one. I gladly accepted and sat down with them. The conversation was about normal everyday things, which seemed strange considering why I was there in the house. Finished I thanked cook for the tea and made my exit. As usual a taxi was waiting to take me home. Mistress and Master When I met my mistress, I was legal, so really no one can complain. I loved when she says those nasty things to me, so anyone who doesn't understand can gladly fuck off. My mistress had been going at it for quite some time. Months of rough, lovely sex. She mentioned her husband to me once or twice, but usually only to say things like "If you don't behave, I'll leave you hear and Daddy will spank you." To begin my story, I should probably tell you about the day I met my "Daddy." It was a nice day in June with my raven-haired mistress and her forceful browm-eyed gaze. ~ "Put your hands down on the table," she ordered, surveying my miniskirt from behind. I turned around, my back to her, and did as I was told. I gulped with anticipation. I wanted this as much as I feared it. She pushed up the back of my skirt and my hips wiggled almost involuntarily, eager to be touched and teased. I felt her cold hand rub it's way over my ass cheek, her thumb stroking my skin in slow circles. Her other hand joined in, gently teasing my entrances. I let out a soft moan accompanied by a shiver. I gasped as she slapped the palm of her hand against my ass. "Oh! Oooh..." She gripped the cheek roughly with her other hand and kept spanking me, elicited tortured moans from me as a result of the teasing. "You want this, baby, don't you?" She crooned, her fingernails digging into my skin. "Yes, please.. OH god!" I gasped again as she continued to ravage my ass with slaps. I felt my wetness spread through the bottom of my panties. My breath was coming out in hitches but I couldn't stop moaning. "Please, please, mistress. Fuck me, please." She placed both hands flat on my ass and squeezed. My legs trembled. I licked my lips as I heard her laugh. "I'm gonna fuck you, my pretty girl," she murmured, reaching up to stroke my hair. I bit my lip and shivered. "Don't you move now, little slut." I pressed my hands against the table harder, trying to control my arousal. She reached up so she could unbutton my shirt. Her hips pressed against my bare ass, and I rocked back so I could rub against her. She let out a soft sigh of anticipation and flicked her tounge against my back when she successfully removed my shirt. "Not yet, baby." I whimpered; it felt like I was going to explode. My arms shook with the weight of holding still for my mistress. Her nimble fingers snapped off my bra and it was quickly disposed off across the room. Her cold, thin fingers trailed their way down my body: around the curve of my breasts, over the tender skin under my belly button. She leaned forward so she could reach lower, her still-clothed breasts pressing against my naked back and her hips moving in a gentle humping motion over my exposed entrances. I moaned her name as her fingers lifted the front of my skirt up and stroked me through the fabric of my panties. She grinned and flicked my earlobe with her tongue. She caught my covered mound in the palm of her hand, squeezing it lightly. I gasped in submission as she kneaded me through the material. This teasing was going to drive me insane. I moaned with loss as she moved away, the back of my body missing her warmth. "Shut up, pet," she said, slapping my rear once more. She cupped my ass cheek fiercely. "I'm going to punish you for acting up, pretty girl. Oh yes, baby, you will be punished. Don't move, now." I heard her move around behind me. I thought I heard the dropping of clothing and a rustling. My knees and elbows ached from being perfectly still, but my mind was racing excitedly at the thought of my punishment. "Time to be punished, naughty baby." She stepped up behind me, roughly yanking my skirt and panties--the last remainder of my clothes--to the ground; it puddled around my ankles. I wiggled my ass a little for her in anticipation. Her slick tongue darted into the folds of my cunt, causing my breath to escape in a tortured moan. "Oh yeesss." She licked me up my slit before pushing her tongue inside me and pulling it back out. She repeated the motion, tongue-fucking me vigorously. "Oh, oh oh, mistress..." was all I could manage. Her thumb rubbed a in a circle around my anus. The combined assault on my senses made me whimper her name. Apparently she appreciated this, because she slid two fingers into my sopping cunt. She finger-fucked me hard, causing my gasps to rise in pitch and rhythm. "Yes, yes, god yes, fuck me..." My fingers and toes curled inward with the rising force of my oncoming orgasm. Her fingers curled inside me and brushed against a tender spot. I screamed my pleasure to warn her I was going to cum. As I did, I felt her lick it all away, stroking my ass and the back of my legs with her fingernails. I moaned softly. "Looks like I got you ready, you little whore." She stood up and placed both her hands on my hips. I gasped as felt her strap-on cock slam into my pussy. "Fuck," I choked out, my back arching for her. "Yes, you're such a naughty girl. Mistress is going to fuck you so hard. You want me to fuck you hard, baby?" She pushed the dick until it was all the way inside me. I tightened around it and moaned. "Yes, ma'am," I whimpered, rolling my hips for her. She pulled it back and slammed back in my again. I cried out in ecstasy. "Tell me you want me to fuck your pussy hard." "I want you," I moaned out. "I want you to fuck me hard. Please." "Beg for my cock, pretty girl," she said, her hands rubbing against my ass. "Oh god, please, mistress." I gasped. "Fuck me with your cock. I'm your little pet, mistress." "You're mine," she growled. The cock began pumping into me, ramming me against the table. I squealed and moaned her name, pressing my hips back against her as much as I could, begging for more. She sped up her rhythm, rolling her pelvis back and forth so I could feel the cock better inside me. I panted for her, my shoulders slumping in ecstasy. Her hands reached up and grasped my shoulders. As her position changed, her cock brushed up against something sensitive inside me and I cried out. "Fuck me, oh god! Oh ah ah ah ah!" She humped me harder. I squirmed against her, trying to find a pleasurable resistance. "Take it, you little slut." She grasped my hair in her hand and pulled roughly. My eyes closed in ecstasy. "My pretty little girl." She groaned out my name, and I could tell she was close to orgasm from watching me writhe beneath her. I whimpered at the friction her hips made against my bare ass. "Mistress," I moaned out. "Mistress, I'm gonna cum." "Cum for me, slutty girl," she crooned, yanking my hair toward her. Her pumping became faster and I heard her moan out. "Cum for Mistress, sweetie." I screamed her name as I released myself for the second time that day. She continued to hump me vigorously. "You've already been fucked here, haven't you?" she asked suddenly. I tried to answer, but the force of her fucking destroyed my voice. "Haven't you, you little slut?" Again, I choked, but couldn't answer. She forced her cock as deep as she could and reached around to grab my breasts. I gasped in pain and she squeezed them roughly. "Haven't you, slut?!" She cried out in anger. "Yes," I gasped out. "Mama's disappointed in you," she murmured in my ear, thrusting her hips forward sharply. I moaned in pain more than pleasure. She squeezed my breasts once before letting go. "Oh but I bet I know somewhere my baby hasn't been fucked yet." She used her thumb to trace my anus. "I'm going to fuck you in the ass." I whimpered in fear. "Mis..." I stopped mid-protest, knowing I would only make it worse for myself. I pulled my lip between my teeth. "Oh don't worry," she cooed as she pulled out from my cunt. I felt the tip of the cock graze my anus, coated with my fresh juices. "Mistress will punish you, baby. You'll like it." She thrust the cock forward. My muscles gripped in pain as she entered my ass. I cried out, releasing my trapped lip. Her nails dug into my sides as she pulled back and forth, fucking me vigorously. The pain faded into pleasure as my muscles loosened for her. I moaned and rolled my hips back, urging her on. She laughed. "See, pet? You want my cock in your ass." Her humping sped up, her hips slamming into my ass cheeks with every thrust. My pleasured squeals came out in rhythm with her movements and she moaned out my name. I came again, moaning out how much I loved her cock in me. I heard her groan softly, and knew my words had brought her over the edge again. Her humping didn't ease up until I heard her gasp out my name between ragged pants. She pulled out of me, and despite my recent orgasm, I felt abandoned from the retreat. I whimpered softly. "Mistress..." I felt her pull my hair again, yanking my arms away from the table. My muscles ached from holding myself still for so long. Before I could react, she perched herself on the edge of the table, her legs wide open and hanging over the side. The plastic dick was wet from my juices. My head still in her hands, she pushed my mouth against the cock. "Suck it. Baby, suck mama's cock." I obediently wrapped my mouth around the dick and bobbed my head up and down on it. I could taste myself on it, and I felt wetness spread to my cunt again. It's tip brush the back of my throat, but she kept pushing my head down farther, her fingernails digging into my scalp. I groaned, but took it all. My entire mind was focused on not gagging. She moaned. "Ooooh, baby you're good. You've got me all turned on again. Don't stop now." Her other hand dipped below the strap of the cock and she plunged a finger into her own pussy, moaning my name softly. Her hips bucked, fucking my mouth. I grabbed her thighs for support as I continued to mouth-fuck the cock, her fingers kneading the back of my neck now. "Oh, honey... ooooh," she shuddered as she came over her fingers. She pulled my head away from the cock, and eased her wet fingers into my mouth. I licked them eagerly, dipping my tongue between their softness. "Do I taste good, baby?" I gasped out a yes against her fingers as they stroked my lips. She smiled secretively. "I think I got you ready, pretty girl." I stared at her in confusion. Ready for what? She petted my head. "I want you to meet my husband." My eyes widened. I knew about her husband, but meeting him? Right now? I was about to open my mouth and suggest that that might not be the best idea when Mistress looked away from me and beckoned to someone just behind me. I turned and saw her husband enter the room. He was tall with dark brown hair and blue eyes. He smiled in a way that made me know he'd been watching us. I also knew that given the fact he was completely naked with a long, hard cock jutting out between his legs. "Mistress," I began, turning back to her. I was afraid of what we might do, as this was uncharted territory for me, but something about my present situation thrilled me. She grasped my chin in her hand. "You want my husband and me to fuck you, don't you?" I bit my lip and nodded, not allowing myself to speak. He laughed. "She's such a cute girl." I looked at him out of the corner of my eye. He was lightly stroking his cock, a hungry gleam on his face. "Tell me what you want, slutty girl," she commanded, pulling my head up so I met her eyes. "Mistress, I want you and your husband to fuck me hard, please," I whispered, my hand moving to touch my throbbing clit. She smiled. "From here on, you will call him Master, okay?" I nodded eagerly. Master was a good name for such an intimidating-looking man. "Open your mouth for me, baby," she murmured, stroking my neck. I obliged, and she pushed her tongue inside, prodding my own tongue with it. I moaned into her mouth, allowing her to reach around and grab my ass. I jerked forward and our pussies rubbed against each other. She moaned at the friction. Her tongue stroked the roof of my mouth and fought my tongue for domination. I gasped out little high-pitched moans when she stroked my clit softly. She had never pleasured me like this before. She licked my lips, my cheek, my chin, trailing her soft fingertips over my pussy lips. "Just trying to relax you, dear," she whispered. I heard Master groan from the other side of the room. A quick glance told me he was stroking himself vigorously, and getting impatient. Mistress motioned for him to sit on the couch. He did, and she pulled me over toward him, his erect cock throbbing visibly. His hands grabbed my sides to pull me closer. I whimpered fearfully. "Let me fuck you, baby girl," he said enticingly. He winked. "I'll be gentle." I smiled tentatively. I was cautious about him, but he seemed more forgiving than Mistress. She was standing off to the side--watching, I supposed. He pulled me towards him and I rested my knees on either side of his hips. "This'll be good, baby," he whispered, as he guided my pelvis down. His hips lifted up as my cunt was lowered over his dick. I moaned and gripped his shoulders. "Master..." His cock was surprisingly warm. My insides clenched over the soft pressure as I took all of it in. "Mistress says you're a naughty girl," he murmured as he licked my earlobe. "She wants me to spank you. Do you want to be spanked, naughty girl?" I nodded. His hand came down on my ass, surprising me. I gasped out. "Daddy, spank me." He slapped my ass again, once, twice, three more times. I moaned his name and repeatedly promised to act better. "That's a good girl," he moaned, running his hands over my body, letting me get used to the pain. "You've taken it all. Tell me what you want, good girl." "Fuck me, please," I groaned out, rolling my hips forward. "Please fuck me, master." His fingers dug into my hips and he raised his pelvis off the couch and pounded his cock as far as it would go. I gasped. "Oh god..." He continued his thrusts, grunting with gritted teeth. "You're so tight," he groaned. As his thrusts sped up, my breasts began to bounce. I dug my fingers into his arms and leaned forward on his shoulders, mu nipples brushing his chest with every thrust. For some reason, I hoped Mistress was watching. "Fuck me, daddy," I moaned out. He rolled his hips in a sort of waving rhythm, allowing his hipbones to press into my thighs. "Baby, you feel so good..." His hands gripped me under my arms and he raised me up from sitting on his hips. From there, he pounded into me faster, no longer held back by my weight. I cried out. I felt someone's hot breath on my neck. "Mistress," I moaned, remembering her presence. As her husband fucked me, I felt her scratch my back with her nails, eliciting a hard moan from me as pain mixed with pleasure again. "I'm here, pretty girl," she crooned, letting her hands rest on my thighs so that her breasts pressed against my back. I felt the strap-on cock slide into my ass. I cried out in surprise. "Mistress, please oh godddd yesss." My muscles clenched as I was pounded in both my entrances. I gasped and felt my orgasm rising as both my masters found sensitive spots in side of me. Mistress's assault on my ass was aided by her reaching in front of me to massage my bouncing breasts. "I'm gonna cum," I managed to moan out, riding on the rhythm of the multiple cocks. I panted, feeling the ecstasy of every thrust. She bit my ear. "Cum for us, baby, you slutty little girl." Master stretched out his neck so he could whisper against my lips. "Cum for Daddy, cutie." I screamed as I came over his lap. He moaned my name softly. "Tell me to cum in you," he groaned, still ramming my cunt. "Please cum in me, master." He bit my ear as he released his load inside me, his fingers tightening around my legs. I heard Mistress moan my name quietly as she reached her orgasm point too, her grip on my breasts slackening. Master reached up and pulled my head down to his, slipping his tongue in my mouth. I gladly welcomed him, his moans of "my pretty, darling girl. daddy's little pet. baby, oh, you're such a good girl" entering my mouth, tasting like heat on my tongue. Mistress pinched my breasts lightly. "That's my good, naughty girl," she whispered, licking the side of my neck. "Mama and Daddy are going to have so much fun with you."