Strange bondage

Standing on the street, you’re waiting comes to an end as the white
limosine pulls up directly in front of you. The door opens and you enter the
large back seat area, seeing three other women all dressed as you are. Each
wears a thin white cotton blouse, a short white skirt, white hose, and white
shoes. A bit confused, you sit down and close the door, and the other girls
are looking at you keenly.
One woman looks to be in her mid thirties, with short dark hair and very
piercing blue eyes. She has nice legs and her short skirt shows them off
well. The girl next to her seems only about 18 or 19, with firm, breasts,
and long blonde hair. She has brown eyes, and a sensual mouth. The third
girl is in her early twenties, with light brown hair and hazel eyes. She has
the largest breasts of the four of you, and her legs are shapely as well. You
wonder what is going on with the three other women. You remain silent as you
were instructed, but your mind creates questions faster than you can think of
answers.
The driver lowers the window that separates him from his passengers and
hands back a large envelope, which the youngest girl takes. She shows each
of you wordlessly the message on the envelope. It reads simply, “Play tape
inside.” A video cassette is revealed by the young girl, and the older woman
takes the tape and slides it in the limo’s vcr, turning on the small tv.
Soft music plays for a moment, followed by a woman’s voice speaking in a
firm, concise manner. “You have been invited to our retreat because each of
you has shown herself to be a well trained slave. While at our retreat, you
will be allowed to train new slaves for others if you show us that you can
handle the task. Before your training can begin however, you must submit
yourself to our scrutiny and judgement. Failure to comply or poor performance
will be rewarded with a re-training program, and additional expenses for your
master. I do not recommend that you fail.”
Images formed again on the screen, of a large mansion with manicured
grounds. “This is our facility. It will take you about two hours to arrive.”
The tape continued with a guided tour of the mansion and grounds, showing
several rooms with elaborate bondage equipment. The woman came back onto the
screen, dressed entirely in leather now, with her large breasts compressed
into a leather bra at least two sizes too small. “Each slave and master is
accorded a rank. Slave ranks are symbolized by the color of their collars.
Green being the lowest, blue being the next highest, followed by yellow, red,
black, then gold. A slave wearing the gold collar my command any other slave,
but is still subject to the lowest ranking master. Masters are denoted by
the color of footwear, or ankle bracelets. Their color-ranks correspond to
the slave colors, with green at the bottom and Gold at the top. There is one
exception. There may be a master wearing black, but with diamonds on the
bracelet or shoes. These are grand-masters, subject to no one. The number of
diamonds signify their ranks, but they are all essentially equal.”
You are fascinated by the elaborate rankings, and wonder just how many
people are going to be at the retreat. The tape continues. “The driver of
your limosine has been instructed to deliver you on time, safely. The window
between you and the driver should be up now, and this means your next stop is
our retreat. You may play this tape as often as needed to familiarize each
of you with its contents. No sexual touching is permitted in the limosine,
and none of you are permitted to orgasm until after your arrival. The driver
will inform us of any unacceptable behavior. You will find in the compartment
next to the telephone several bags. Remove all of your clothing and any
items of jewelry and place them in these bags. You must do it now. Strip!
No talking except about the ranking system will be permitted in the limosine.
Now get your clothes off and sit there until you arrive!”
Feeling excited, you take a plastic bag from the young blonde and begin
undressing. The others are doing likewise. The older woman removes her
panties, showing her shaved pussy, and spreading her legs to remove the gold
ring on her labia. The blonde is undressing slowly, showing some minor em-
barassment. The large breasted woman leaves her bra for last, and when she
unhooks it, her breasts fall out, sagging from their great weight. They are
capped with large, dark nipples that are standing erect like pencil nubs.
You’re removing your stockings and you notice the small slip of paper in the
bag. It reads “The only clothing you must wear are your white heels.” You
take the shoes out of the bag and slip them over your bare feet. You look
around, and each woman is naked, save for her white high-heeled shoes. The
blonde, without asking rewinds the tape and plays it over again. After the
second time, the fragrance of womanly musk fills the car. You realize that
your pussy is damp with anticipation.
You look out the darkened windows of the limo, seeing people passing by,
glancing over at the white limo curiously. They can’t see through the dark
windows, but they try anyway. The limo crosses a bridge, and the driver is
slowing, dropping his window to pay the toll. You realize that the window
is lightly smoked, and the toll-taker might be able to see you. The limo
smoothly passes the toll-booth, and the window ascends. The toll-taker
hadn’t even glanced inside. The rid continues for quite a while, driving
further out into the countryside, away from the noisy city. You pass fewer
and fewer towns, then fewer and fewer homes as the limo heads for the foot-
hills nearby. The limo’s clock reads nine-thirty as you turn into the drive,
stopping before a massive looking solid gate. The gate opens and you enter
the retreat. You see no mansion, just a long, narrow paved road and perfectly
kept grass and plants. The driver heads down a small hill, and you see the
mansion, large and sprawling in the middle of a small grassy valley. As you
approach, you see a woman, the same woman from the tape, standing at the front
entrance of the mansion. The limo stops and the driver gets out, opening the
right door wide. Cool morning air enters and raises goosebumps on all of you.
You step from the car, naked except for your shoes and stand several steps
from the car, the others lining up next to you.
The woman watching you is wearing a black leather g-string and the too
small leather bra. She is also wearing thigh length black leather boots,
and holding a riding crop. Her hair is long and dark. She comes down the
steps and looks each of you over closely. Satisfied, she turns, telling you
to follow her into the mansion. You fall into line behind the older woman,
and enter the mansion, seeing the expensive and tasteful decorations. You
stop in the hallway, behind the leather clad woman.
“Some basic rules first.” She says. “I don’t need to tell you about such
simple things as eye contact, posture, and bathroom ettiqute. Your masters
should have made you aware of those things.” Her words sound like a speech
she’s made too many times, but her voice carries authority. “Here, you must
call any “master” by the title “My Lord” or “My Lady”. Any slave that is
above you in rank must be called “master” or “mistress”, but never mix your
titles between slaves and masters. Do you understand?”
A chorus of “Yes Mistress” rings out, only to be flawed by a “Yes M’Lady”
uttered by the older woman. “SLUT!” The leather clad woman yells at her,
standing right in front of her. “I wear a black collar! I’m a high ranking
slave, not a master! Didn’t you study the tape?!” The older woman stammers
a bit and replies “Yes mistress” in a quiet voice. “NEVER REPEAT THAT MISTAKE
AGAIN! Do you understand?” The older woman answers “Yes Mistress” in a very
quiet voice. “Very well. You will be spared punishment so we may begin with
all of you early today.” The leather woman says.
You are led into a small room and told to be seated on hard wooden chairs
near the door. A young man, dressed in a white smock sits at a table. You
can see his red collar while he and the leather woman have a discussion. He
stands and calls your first name. You rise and go to him, standing with your
eyes downcast as you’ve been taught.
“You have been ranked as a yellow.” He says simply and fits a blue collar
around your neck. After he fits it, he squeezes your left breast and flicks
his finger over your nipple. You flinch not at all. “You might make red
by this evening. Very good. Return to your seat.” You sit down and watch
the big breasted woman receive a blue collar. The young man cups her tits and
fonldes them for long minutes, finally letting them fall from his hands. Then
the older woman waits for her collar. The young man has been quietly speaking
to each of you, and now you can hear him clearly. “You were to be a yellow,
but Mistress Lisa has mentioned you stupidity in the entry hall. You will
be given only a blue.” He fastens her blue collar and without touching her
otherwise, lets her sit down. The young blonde is last.
“Just a moment.” He says and he confers with Mistress Lisa, then uses
the phone quietly. Mistress Lisa eyes the girl, tapping her foot impatiently
until the phone is hung up. “You have been awarded a red collar.” He says,
as if he didn’t believe it. “You must be very good.” He fastens the collar
around her neck and steps back. “You are my equal, and may address me as Doug.”
Mistress Lisa congratulates her, but with her crop pressing against her small
ass, tells her that she is still a lower rank. The blonde replies “Yes
Mistress” to her and is allowed to sit down.
Mistress Lisa allows each of you to use the bathroom, then the leads you
to another room, where an attractive woman of about fifty waits, wearing yet
another white smock and a black collar. She orders all of you to bend over
and places a butt plug in each of you, followed by a sized phallus in your
cunts. Straps are placed around your waists and through your thighs to keep
both items in place. Wristlets are used to tie your hands behind your backs
and to the straps at your waist. You struggle almost not at all as you are
told to rise. The feeling of fullness arouses you and you feel your pussy
juices begin to flow. The woman looks over some papers and then calls the
big breasted woman over. She fastens a leather harness around the big tits
of the woman, forcing them to jut forward before they sag over the leather.
Then she explains to each of you that for the next 24 hours, you will be sub-
ject to observation and restraint before further training commences. You
are now led by Mistress Lisa out into the hallway and down to a large door.
“Be on your toes sluts.” She says calmly. “The masters of us all are beyond
this door.” She knocks on the door, and a voice says to enter. She enters
and indicates all of you to follow.
Upon entering the room, you see about twenty people sitting around a
large table, dressed as if they were board members of a big corporation. The
several women present are dressed nicely for business. They look at you as
you walk in, naked and feeling very exposed with them dressed. Mistress Lisa
tells the woman at the head of the table “New cunts for inspection.” and she
stands with her eyes downcast.
“Fine.” The woman says. “All of you stand by that wall.” She points to
the wall behind you and you each stand next to it, waiting. “We’re a bit busy
at the moment Lisa. I’ll call you when we’re done.” Lisa bows and backs up,
then walks from the room and closes the door. The masters are discussing some
very boring stocks and bonds issues and not even paying attention to you. You
can feel your slippery juices on your thighs and glancing at the blonde who
is next to you, you can see that her thighs are damp too. Finally the group
stands and approaches the four of you and they look you over.
“This one has such great tits!” One of the men says, eyeing the big boobed
brunette. One of the women eyes your nipples and comments that they are so
large when erect that they’d make excellent clit stimulators. Another woman
sees the red collar on the young blonde, and stands in front of her.
“Is this a mistake?” She points out to the rest of the group. “A girl
this young with a red collar?” One of the men picks up a paper and confirms
the color. The woman eyes the girl carefully, looking at her long, slim form,
her flat stomach, and her pert breasts. “She’s delicious looking I admit,
but a RED!?”
One of the men asked the blonde her name. “I am Marlene M’lord.” She says
quietly. You realize this is the first time she has spoken, and how child-like
her voice sounds. The woman who questioned her rank asks her what she does
that deserves a red collar rank. There is some confusion while papers are
checked. A man finds the paper, saying “Her mistress says that she has
personally had her train studs and sluts very well, and that she is a very
talented and enthusiastic slave, and”, the man chuckled, “she gives great
head.” The woman eyed Marlene carefully.
“Is this true?” She said. “How can someone as young as you give such good
head?” That the woman was challenging someone’s decision was obvious. Silence
fell in the room, and everyone looked at Marlene. Gasps came from several
mouths, as the young girl stuck out her tounge, extending it at least four,
maybe five inches from her lips.
“God! That’s incredible!” One of the women said. “She’s a freak” someone
else said, and the woman who had challenged the color rank, admitted that she
deserved her rank for her tounge if nothing else.
“What about you?” you are asked by a thirtyish, attractive woman. Your
reply is “I’m willing to please My Lady.” Satisfied with your answer, she
stepped over the the big breasted woman and felt her tits. “Hmm. Nice and
juicy. Tell me, have you fucked other women with your tits?” The big boobed
woman said she had, and then was led to the table, where the woman lifted her
skirt and told her to do just that.
A man asked the older woman in your group if she had a special talent.
“Pleasing others M’lord.” she replied, being very careful to get the title
correct. The man pulled on the phallus in her cunt, moving it slowly up and
down, making her legs tremble. Then he came over to you, and did the same.
The feeling of his warm hand between your legs, moving the phallus inside you
brought you to the edge. His questioning kept you from going over, kept your
mind distracted.
“Do you like anal sex?” He asked.
“Yes M’lord.” You replied.
“Do you like to suck pussy?”
“Yes M’lord.”
“I bet you like to suck your master’s cum from a slut’s cunt too.”
“Yes M’lord.”
He pushed the phallus deep inside your sopping cunt and then stepped
over to the blonde. The woman getting fucked with big-tits was moaning and
panting noisily on the table. You felt your juices running down your thighs
like water now. The man questioned the blonde.
“Do you like to please your mistress?” He said.
“Yes M’lord.” The blonde’s high voice replied.
“Do you like licking women’s cunts?”
“Very much M’lord.”
“How about sucking cocks?”
“Oh yes M’lord!”
“Kneel, slut.”
The blonde knelt and the man removed his thick cock from his pants, and
told her to suck it. You watched, spellbound as the little blonde sucked his
cock all the way down her throat. She was moving on his cock quickly, sucking
him deep into her mouth. She paused, with just the head in her mouth and her
long tounge snaked out, flicking the underside as she slid down again. You
watched with amazement as she took half his cock in her mouth, her snake-like
tounge reaching out to graze his balls. Your cunt was leaking thick white
cream while you watched, and the others watched with amazement too. You were
thinking of how her tounge would feel on your pussy, and what other talents
she had. The man groaned and pulled out of the blonde’s mouth, jerking his
cock into her face. Thick white cum ran down her cheeks, over her nose, and
down her chin and neck. Her long tounge reached out and licked the tip of
his cock, receiving a large glob of his sperm. She licked his cock, then
her tounge wiped his cum from her face, even getting the cum on her nose. It
seemed her tounge was impossibly long. She even licked the cum from the
bottom of her chin!
Your pussy was aching to feel her tounge, that impossibly long tounge,
probing deep inside you. The buttplug and the phallus filled you, but they
didn’t move, didn’t give you what you wanted. When the man zipped up, you
realized you were breathing heavily from the exhibition. They had finished
with you and called Mistress Lisa back in, and she led the four of you out
of the room. The big-breasted girl’s tits were wet from the ‘Lady’s cunt,
and her face showed that she’d sucked pussy too. Mistress Lisa led your
quartet upstairs.
Upstairs you met Mistress Olivia. She wore a gold collar, and in her
chamber were several men and women already being disciplined. You could
tell that she knew her work well. She was finishing instructing two of her
slaves, telling them not to move. The girl knelt on a cushion, her hands
tied behind her back, with an enormous cock in her mouth. The man was tied
spread-eagle to a door-frame like structure, his hands and feet bound tightly.
She turned and came over, ignoring the pair. The sight of the man’s huge
cock in her small mouth was very exciting and they were both straining not
to move. Mistress Olivia spoke to Mistress Lisa before dismissing her. Then
her attention focused on the four of you. Mistress Olivia was a lovely woman
of at least some hispanic background. Her dark hair and eyes, full breasts,
and very curvaceous figure made her look very alluring.
She stood in front of the big-breasted girl and asked her name.
“Patrica, Mistress.” She said quietly.
“You’ve been fucking cunts with your tits haven’t you?” She said as she
wiped up some of the juice from Patrica’s big tits.
“Yes Mistress.”
Mistress Olivia stepped in front of the older woman, asking her name.
“Monica, Mistress.” came her reply.
“Suck my fingers clean.” She commanded Monica. The woman sucked the
fingers offered, quickly cleaning them. Then Mistress Olivia asked you your
name, and you told her. She eyed you carefully, then she pulled on the phallus
in your cunt, making you shake. “You’re awfully wet. Would you like to come?”
“Oh yes, please! Mistress!” you say, and she lets go of the phallus, and
says it’s not time yet. She spots the sperm on the blonde, running down her
neck and her small tits.
“Your name slut.” She commands.
“Marlene, mistress.” The tiny voice replied.
“Now just who came in your face already?” She asks the girl.
“One of the Lords mistress.”
Mistress Olivia’s eyebrows shot up. “Now what is so special about you
that one of the Lords favored you?”
Marlene hesitated briefly. “My tounge mistress.”
“Well, stick it out. Let me see it.” Mistress Olivia watched and then
she gasped when she saw how long the girl’s tounge was. It took her several
seconds to collect herself. “Well. That’s quite a tounge. We’d best find a
good exercise plan for that.”
Mistress Olivia caught you staring at Marlene’s tounge. “Does her tounge
fascinate you slut?” She said, standing so close her large breasts touched
yours. You said that it did and Mistress Olivia took you and Marlene to the
other side of the room. There, your hands were tied in front of you and your
ankles tied together. She strapped your ankles to a ring and chain on the
floor. Next she attached a chain to your wristlets, and pulled your arms
over your head. Next, she had Marlene lay on her back on a short table, tying
the girls arms over her head to the table’s rings. Her legs were spread and
tied down. Mistress Olivia removed your waist straps and removed the phallus
and butt-plug from you, making you shudder.
“Lean back against your chains.” She told you. You did, and she pulled
on one chain, lifting your feet clear of the ground. She kept pulling until
your feet were level with your waist, your arms still above your head. You
were suspended above the floor with your legs straight out, hanging by your
arms. Next, she moved the table under you, placing Marlene’s face below your
soaked cunt. “Tounge her cunt.” She told Marlene, and you felt just the tip
of the girl’s tounge against your labia. You moan, and wonder why she hasn’t
shoved that tounge deep inside your cunt. “Stretch that tounge. Reach for
her juicy cunt with your tounge.” Mistress Olivia says and now you understand.
You are just barely in reach, and that beautifully long tounge can barely
touch your aching pussy.
Mistress Olivia returns to the other two, leaving you dangling helplessly
over Marlene’s flicking tounge. She can just barely graze your shaved cunt-
lips, and you ache for her to go deeper. You see Monica being fastened to
a table, and several slaves rubbing their cocks over her body. “They have
been told to wash you with their cum, but only after you have begged for it
sufficiently.” Next, she took Patricia, the big breasted girl over to one of
the several door-frames and made her kneel, tying her hands to the sides, and
her knees to the bottom corners. Patricia’s hands were tied on the opposite
side, so that she leaned forward slightly, letting her tits hang forward.
A young stud, all of about 20, was seated on a stool in front of her, wrapping
his legs around her and told to fuck her tits, but not to cum until told to.
Mistress Olivia returned to you, and saw that your juice was dripping
into Marlene’s mouth. She whispered instructions to one of the girls and she
began working the chains and ropes. Suddenly you felt yourself being lowered
onto Marlene’s tounge, which she made stiff to penetrate you. Then just as
suddenly, you were yanked upwards. “Make her beg for that tounge. Don’t let
her cum until I tell you to, or you’ll be next.” Up and down you went, each
time, Marlene’s long tounge seemed to slide into your dripping cunt, and then
as you rose, she tried to lick your clit before you got away. Over and over,
you were so close, but there was never quite enough contact.
Mistress Olivia returned to the young girl with a mouthfull of cock and
watched. They had not moved in almost ten minutes and they were clearly very
eager. “Alright stud, you may cum in her mouth.” The man moved just slightly
and his sperm gushed from her mouth like water. The girl swallowed what she
could, but he had cum quickly and copiously. Now Mistress Olivia turned her
around and raised her ass, sliding her back onto the man’s still erect cock.
“Now fuck him until he fills your cunt.” The girl, face down on a cushion,
her hands behind her squirmed and began fucking him.
You could hear Monica, begging the studs to come on her. “Give me your
hot cum. Cover me, wash me with your sperm! Rub your cum on my cunt, rub it
all over my tits.” She was straining against her bonds, trying to keep her
body in contact with the five cocks around her. The girl lowering you onto
Marlene’s tounge let you down and suddenly Marlene’s long tounge squirmed its
way deep into your cunt. You could feel your orgasm about to explode. Then
she lifted you quickly holding you just above Marlene’s tounge. Patricia was
moaning her tits bouncing and rippling while the young man fucked them.
Monica’s voice was louder now, pleading for the studs to cover her with
their hot sperm, and Marlene was moaning in frustration of not being able to
suck you or get her tounge into you. You were panting with the need to cum.
“Alright Debra, let her down and let that slut suck her off.” You heard
Mistress Olivia say. Marlene’s tounge slid inside you, squirming around and
fucking your cunt. You felt the first twinges of orgasm rising. “May I cum
please, Mistress?” You asked, just to be sure that you could. “Yes, you may
cum as much as you want.” Marlene’s tounge withdrew, then she snaked it up
between your thighs, and you could see her incredible tounge tip cover your
clit, then slide down your slit until she shoved it up inside you again. She
repeated this again and again, until suddenly, you felt a huge orgasm crash
through your body. “Ohhhrrrrrrrruuuuuuggghhhh!” you moaned and felt that
wonderful tounge pumping in and out of your cunt, feeling your contractions
squeezing your thick cream out to be lapped up my Marlene. Marlene was making
small animal noises while she sucked and licked your cum from you, her long
tounge still snaking all over your slit. You were floating both mentally as
well as physically, and you didn’t even notice when you were raised off of
Marlene.
Marlene was released and told to stand in front of you. You could see
her face, soaked and glistening with your cream. You felt your cunt spasm as
she stood there, licking her face off with that long sensuous tounge of hers.
You were released at last, and stood weakly by the low table that Marlene had
been on. While a girl unfastened your ankles, you saw the large wet area that
Marlene’s dripping cunt had left on the table, and you wanted to return the
favor to her. Mistress Olivia called you over to where Patricia was being
tit-fucked by the young stud. Weakly you obey, and you kneel as instructed
next to the stud. “You may cum now stud.” Mistress Olivia tells her pupil,
and a few strokes later, his sperm is cascading down Patricia’s big tits.
“Suck her clean slut.” You are ordered, and you feel your face shoved between
those huge mounds of flesh. Patricia is moaning loudly, and you tounge her
tits and chest, feeling the stud’s cum warming your tounge. “Lick it and
swallow every drop.” You are told. Each stream of his sperm tastes better
than the last, and you are licking her big tits all over, and even underneath
where they are sensitive.
Monica is still begging for the studs to come on her, trying everything
she knows of. “Drown me in cum! Fuck my face! Cum in my asshole! Cum all
over me, please! Please!” Yet they are holding back, each of them still
stroking a rock hard cock. Mistress Olivia tells you that you are finshed,
and to stand. Patricia looks at you with lust-filled eyes as you leave her.
Mistress Olivia takes you to Monica, who is still pleading, almost crying
with her need for release. Then she signals the men that they may cum. Each
man leans forward and cums on Monica. Two of them shoot thick white cum on
her tits, one on her face, one on her belly, and the last on her shaved cunt.
“Now wash this slut off with your tounge.” You are told. You climb up
on the table and lick the sperm from Monica’s cunt, chasing some down her
slit. She comes when your tounge slides over her clit. Then you lick her
stomach and tits clean, laying your body against hers while you lick her
face.
Mistress Olivia grabs your hair and pulls you off, telling you that you
have finshed your task. The four of you are assembled and told to kneel.
Four studs are brought in and each has a cock with a head that is swollen
and anxious. “Lean back sluts.” you are commanded, and you lean back on
your heels. “Now studs, shoot your jism all over these sluts.” Mistress
Olivia commands the men. Without touching themselves, the men spurt their
hot creams all over your face and tits. The man spurting on you seems to
be firing from a hose. Cream saturates your tits, some even landing in your
hair. The men are allowed to finish themselves off on your outstretched
tounges. Marlene only extends hers part way, and still gets big drops of
thick cum. “Rise sluts.” M. Olivia commands, and you stand a bit weakly.
The men are instructed to remove the straps and phalluses from the other
girls and then you are led out of the room by a pretty redhaired slut wearing
a black collar.
Soaking wet with sperm, and your pussy cream making your thighs slippery
you are led outdoors into the garden. There is a fancy party going on, with
many people dressed nicely. You see some of the Lords and Ladies in the
crowd. You feel like a true slut, being paraded about naked in front of these
people, with sperm all over your face and tits. People turn and look at the
four of you, some smiling, others scrutinizing closely. You start when you
see that some of the people are wearing gold collars under their fancy clothes
and one woman has a black collar studded with several diamonds. The redhead
is completely naked, save for her black collar. She leads you through the
middle of the crowd, and stops near the edge of the canopy. She instructs
each of you to spread your legs wide, and then to put your hands behind your
head. Standing as though your were being arrested. The redhead kneels and
offers “four new sluts are ready to begin their training M’Lords and Ladies.”
She stands and departs after a woman thanks her, calling her “Sherri”. The
party continues, with people talking and occasionally eyeing all of you.
You can hear pieces of conversations only. Phrases come to you, and you
can tell they are discussing you four. “…big tits bouncing…an incredibly
long tounge…great tits…very pretty face…says she likes ass fucks…”
After a while, a man approaches and tells the Patricia to lean forward. She
does and he slaps one of her tits and watches it bounce. Then he pulls his
cock out and with just a few strokes, cums on her tits. “Stand up straight.”
he says and returns to a conversation. Slowly, several other men walk over,
and one cums on your ass from behind, you feel his sperm slithering down
your crack past your asshole. A woman tells Marlene to kneel and fuck her
with that long tounge. She lifts her dress, showing her garterbelt and naked
cunt. She moans and bucks Marlene’s face, then makes the blonde stand up.
The redhead reappears and collects you, and on your way back inside,
you see four studs walking out, their cocks at attention. Each has a leather
strap running around their cock and balls and their hands are tied. You are
led upstairs to a large bedroom with one big bed. The redhead, named Sherri,
tells you that you may now rest and clean up, and that dinner will be served
at seven. She indicates the closet where she says clothing is labeled for
each of you. Just before she leaves, she stops and asks Marlene if what she
heard is true. Marlene says yes, and Sherri says “Show me.” Marlene’s long
tounge stretches out. “Ohhh God!” Sherri says, and displaying a terrible
lack of control, grabs her and kisses her fiercely. Sherri rubs her body
hard against Marlene’s slippery wet body, and she kisses her for a long time.
Marlene’s arms encircle Sherri’s waist and the two of them lock in a very
erotic embrace for several long minutes. Everyone in the room is getting
turned on by them, when they finally part. They look at each other, and
Marlene’s tounge snakes out and licks Sherri’s lips. Sherri repeats that,
leaning forward only slightly. Sherri’s tounge is at least two-thirds as
long as Marlene’s!! “God! What a fuckin’ kiss!!” I may take you as my slut
to train!” Sherri says.
Reluctantly, she leaves and the four of you begin to clean up. The tub
is large enough for all of you and you all soak together, washing each other
off. Then, clean and fresh, with another hour and a half, you relax and
talk. The topic seems to be Marlene’s freakish tounge. Each of you finds a
thin cotton dress for dinner, and the dresses are short and revealing. Yours
fits fine, letting your nipples peek through the light material. The dresses
are cut so that no matter how you sit, your bare ass is on the chair. Sherri
shows up to lead you to dinner, wearing a black halter with studs, and a tight
black skirt with slits up the sides to the waist. There is no need to ask,
she is naked underneath, her orange bush showing when she moves right.