Freedom is Slavery (21 page)

I stopped and kneeled again for her. I could hear her move around in front of me. From what I could discern, she sat down. And then the questions began.

"Have you thought about me since the last time we were together?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"Have you masturbated while thinking of me?"

"No, Mistress."

"You haven’t?"

"No, Mistress. You told me that I couldn’t."

"What did you think of while you jerked that pathetic prick?"

"Cocks, Mistress."

"Oh? Any cocks in particular?"

"You told me to think of the cocks of the boys in my classes, Mistress."

"And you did? Good boy. Did it make you hungry for cock, slut?"

I paused. I didn’t want to admit that the seed she planted had taken root. She stood there, waiting. The silence surrounding me, made me squirm.

Finally I admitted, "A bit, Mistress."

"Only a bit? Did you think about sucking a cock for me? Coming over here and showing me how well you can service a cock? You know that you’re not good enough for pussy. Perhaps you’re good enough to suck a cock like a little whore."

"When I thought about sucking cock for you, Mistress, it made me hungry for it."

"Of course it did, slut. And your girlfriend? Did she break up with you as I predicted?"

"Yes, Mistress. She dumped me about a week after we last saw each other."

"Did she find out what a sissy slut you are?"

"I’m not sure, Mistress. She just said that she couldn’t see me any more."

"I’m sure that I helped out with that one. Some of the pictures I took of you turned out beautifully."

I sat in stunned silence. I had had a feeling that something like that had occurred but couldn’t be sure. I also couldn’t be sorry as I knew that Mistress was doing what was best for me. I felt that she could see inside of me and was bringing out the creature that lived within, a beast that she saw but that remained hidden to me until she unleashed it.

She let the implications sink in before adding, "I’ll have plenty of other good photos after today, I’m sure. I’m going to introduce you to your new girlfriend today." Standing up, she removed my blindfold. After adjusting my eyes to the low candlelight, I heard her say, "Say hello to Stephanie."

Before me sat a lovely young woman with curly blonde hair and a sweet smile.

"Hello," I said, my voice shaking. I felt even more self conscious than before.

"Get up, sit next to Stephanie, and hold her hand... There, that’s a lovely couple. I want to see you two kiss now." Like young lovers on a first date, we leaned into each other with trepidation and our lips met. Mistress sat across from us, watching, critiquing, and advising. "Very good, now put your hand on her back. That’s right. Pull him closer, Stephanie. Now, kiss her deeper. I want your tongues traveling over each other."

I was getting very aroused and Mistress made note of it. "I want you to see why Stephanie is such a perfect girl for you. Get back on your knees between her legs. Stephanie, pull up your skirt. Now, pull down your panties."

There before me hung Stephanie’s long, erect, cock.

"There it is, slut. There’s what you’ve be dreaming of. Doesn’t it look good? Doesn’t it make your mouth water?"

"Yes, Mistress."

Mistress laughed. "I thought it would. Kiss it for me."

I leaned forward and kissed the head of Stephanie’s cock.

"Do you want more?"

"Yes, please, Mistress."

"Lick it. Lick from the head of it down to the base." I took the tip of my tongue and ran it down the vein on the underside of the cock. I couldn’t help but moan with pleasure, feeling the hardness of it under my tongue.

"Very good. More?"

"Yes, please, Mistress."

"Take the head of it in your mouth and just hold it there. Move your tongue around it, get used to the feel of it."

I slid my lips around the head and tongued the opening. I loved the feel of it. I loved the taste. I loved knowing that I was doing this for her.

"Isn’t that a pretty sight? Is he doing well, Stephanie?"

"Yes, Mistress," said Stephanie demurely.

"Would you like him to suck you more?"

"Yes, please, Mistress."

"You heard the lady, slut. Take more of her into your mouth. Lips and tongue only, no teeth."

I slid my mouth along the length of Stephanie’s sex, taking her deeper. I felt her harden as she went deeper into my mouth. I ran my tongue all along her length, feeling her warmth on my lips. Down and down I went.

Once I managed to get the entire length in my mouth I heard Mistress tell me, "Just hold it there. Get used to it. Get used to the feeling of a cock in your mouth, slut. This won’t be an isolated incident. You’re going to have quite a few cocks in you as long as you continue to serve me. Cocksucking will become second nature to you. Feel it pulse. Feel it get harder. Feel her wanting to pull out of your mouth so she can push back in. She’s going to fuck your mouth, bitch. Do you understand that? Your mouth is just a hole for her to use. It’s a hole to cum in. You’re here only for our pleasure, that’s it. You’re a fucktoy. Are you ready to be fucked? Are you ready to feel how it is to really suck a cock?"

I could only say, "Mmm Hmm."

With that, Mistress nodded to Stephanie who proceeded to pull herself out of my mouth before plunging back in. Mistress stood behind me, holding my head, while Stephanie began fucking my mouth. She would plunge herself all the way deep and hold herself there while I began to choke before pulling out and letting me breathe a bit. Then, she’d push herself back in.

Soon I found her pumping in and out quickly, my head resting against Mistress as Stephanie fucked my mouth. It felt like she was getting even bigger as she became more aroused.

All the while, I could hear Mistress encouraging Stephanie, "Yes, fuck him harder. Give him his first taste of cum. I want him to drink you. You’re such a good girl."

It was a little while later when I heard Stephanie breathlessly ask permission to cum. Upon approval from Mistress, I began to taste the salty tang of cum on my tongue while feeling Stephanie’s sex pumping it deep into my gullet. The warm liquid filled me and I had to swallow several times to keep from choking on it.

As my throat worked to get it all down I heard Mistress say, "That’s right, slut. Guzzle it all, you cumsucker."

After Stephanie was drained, Mistress had me stand. I stood in front of Stephanie and was told to place my cock between Stephanie’s legs. When they were very close together, I found Mistress binding me and Stephanie together. Knees, elbows, shoulders, and waists were all secured by tight rope. Each time we adjusted, I felt my cock rubbing between Stephanie’s thighs. Soon they were bound completely. Mistress then blindfolded us.

I heard her walking around us. I heard the rattle of chains. And, before I knew it, I heard the singing sail of a paddle. It landed on Stephanie, causing her to jump. Her pain quickly became my pleasure as my cock rubbed between her legs again. Another blow found my rump, stinging me. Blows landed on me and Stephanie randomly.

Just when I thought I would feel the paddle again, I would hear it land on Stephanie. Mistress switched from paddle to flogger to a thin stick that acted like a cane. The pain was excruciating at times but it felt like Stephanie was taking twice as much with ease. At one point I even felt her cock begin to unfurl against my belly with excitement.

Eventually, Mistress put down her implements of pain and brought out a few of pleasure. She stroked their skin with feathers and fur. She cooed praise, telling us that we were good for taking so much pain and for serving her so well, knowing that it must be tough for sluts such like us to be obedient and to think with something other than their sexual organs.

A snap of rubber and the click of a cap were soon followed with the chill of a lubricant being applied to our behinds—first one and then the other. Exercising her power further, Mistress began to explore our asses with her glove-covered fingers. She pushed in and out in rhythm. Stephanie and I pushed together deliciously, each being turned on more and more as we were opened and penetrated.

Deeper and deeper Mistress went, inserting more fingers, opening up her playthings further. Soon she loosened our bonds and had Stephanie lay on a bed. Mistress wrapped a condom over my still-erect cock and lubed it up. "Go to her, slut. You may take her.... While I take you."

Stephanie, on her back with legs now in the air, was open for my cock. After I carefully penetrated her, I felt Mistress join us on the bed and I felt myself being opened again. And this time I knew that it was her strap-on cock that was finding its way inside of me, rather than her fingers.

My cock in Stephanie, I could feel Mistress’s cock in me. "Fuck her," she whispered in my ear, loud enough for Stephanie to hear. I began pumping in and out of Stephanie while Mistress would slam into me on each pull-out and pull out of me on each push-in. She wrapped her arms around me and tweaked my nipples roughly as I fucked Stephanie.

"Mistress, may I cum?" I asked.

"No, you may not. Stop fucking her right now. Just hold still, I’m not done fucking you yet."

My cock still hard and still deep in Stephanie, Mistress continued to pummel my ass over and over again until she was satisfied. After she pulled out, she told me to lie on the floor.

"You’ve been a good boy and I’ll let you cum but you’ll do it by jacking off under me. Now, you tell me when you’re going to cum," she said as she stood over me. "Close your fucking eyes."

It didn’t take long for me to reach my climax again. I asked again for permission. As a response, I felt the warm liquid of her urine splashing over my cock.

"Yes, you may," she hissed as I began to cum hard, my spunk mixing with her golden nectar.

After my orgasm I expected that I’d feel dirty or somehow wrong for enjoying her peeing on me. I was wrong. I felt exhilarated, having a part of her covering so much of me. I almost didn’t want to wash it off when she commanded me to clean up before getting out of her house.

We stood, looking at each other, her hand on my cock, my hand on hers. We were stroking each other as the women looked on. Ms. Kelly was sitting, relaxed. Her feet up and a drink in her hand. Mistress was closer, watching her handiwork. She had commanded this; she had wanted to see us touch each other—Stephanie and me

We looked into each others’ eyes as we touched one another.

"That’s so nice," cooed Mistress, "Now kiss."

Stephanie and I kissed, lightly at first and then more deeply, passionately, feeling each other getting harder as our tongues swam into each other’s mouths. I couldn’t help but moan a bit as I felt her thumb running over the head of my cock. Of course, I had to return the favor.

"Now, you two are going to play a little game for me," said Mistress. "Stephanie, you get down on your back on the bed. And you, bitch, get over her. He, um, "clitty" should be at your mouth level and your cock at hers."

Now in a position of sixty-nine, Mistress explained the rules.

"Whoever can make the other one cum first gets a reward from me. The other one will be blindfolded and will only get to listen. Now, suck."

I took Stephanie’s cock into my mouth as she took mine into hers. I felt that I was no match for her. She was an expert cocksucker and had me near the edge in seconds. Trying as best I could, I concentrated all of my efforts on her cock, sucking her as deep down my throat as possible, nudging her balls with my nose, running my fingertips gently over the puckered rosebud of her ass. We stayed locked in that position for a while as Mistress wandered around the bed, getting a closer look at the action.

"Don’t look at me, bitch, keep your mind on your job. Get that girl to cum in your mouth for me."

I sucked deeper, harder, and faster now. I tried to imagine what kind of reward Mistress had planned for the winner and wondered how it could top having Stephanie cum in my mouth. The idea of taking cum in my gullet for someone had always been a dream. To be ordered to suck cock...it was a dream come true.

I hoped, too, that Ms. Kelly was enjoying herself. I sincerely hoped that she was giving herself pleasure at the sight of her ward commanding Stephanie and I. Her tutelage of Mistress was one I was honored to be a part of.

Despite trying to think of other things, the pleasure of Stephanie’s mouth was soon overwhelming. As I reached the brink of orgasm, she removed my cock from her mouth and jacked it off the rest of the way, my hot cum dripping on the bed linens. The pleasure was tremendous but I was also heartbroken, having missed out on Stephanie’s load as well as whatever Mistress had in store for the cocksucking contest winner.

"Oh, very good Stephanie. What a good girl. I thought for sure that this little faggot was going to beat you but I’m glad you showed him who the better cocksucker is," said Mistress as she stood close enough that I could feel her heat.

"Get off of her, faggot, it’s time for Stephanie’s reward."

I sat up on the bed and, true to her word, Mistress blindfolded me. What transpired next I can only guess at but I’m pretty sure I know what happened.

I heard Stephanie get off the bed and Mistress kneeled close to where I sat. I could smell the sweet scent of her perfume. I could hear Stephanie’s skirt rustling as she got on her knees behind Mistress, on the floor and at mouth height with the young Mistress’ tender ass. From there, I could sense Mistress undergoing much pleasure—the kind that must have been coming from Stephanie’s tongue rolling over her asshole. I heard the soft whispers of Ms. Kelly who must have gotten up and was directing Stephanie’s actions. I could also hear a gentle moan coming from Mistress, so soft and sincere that my cock started to awaken from its slumber.

This seemed to go on for an interminable length of time. Finally, Mistress simply commanded, "Stop." There was more motion and more whispering. I was lead off the bed and placed on the floor, kneeling. My mouth was opened and I awaited a command. When my blindfold was finally removed, I found myself before Stephanie.