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Chapter 22 - Louise and Jay plus a special cameo
🕑 Added 2019-09-30 18:44:49 +0000 UTCFor those of you that read on Lit, you'll have already seen some of this. I haven't changed much but sorry for the copy/paste error. This continues that and finishes Chapter 22 correctly. As always, I hope everyone enjoys. Feel free to leave feedback / comments / critiques / pointing-out-my-incorrect-homophones, etc.
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To say I rushed out after work would be an understatement. I practically sprinted out of the building and grabbed the first cab that vaguely looked at me. A generous tip and a hair raising ride through rush hour later I was standing at the door to the girl’s room, grinning ear to ear. I knocked on the door and a soft, “Come in,” came from the room.
I opened the door and saw Starla and Sherry sitting at the kitchen counter, deep in discussion. Sherry looked up at me and her beautiful smile spread across her face.
"Hello, Master," she said to me in a sultry tone.
"Slut," Starla said but without any venom. Sherry simply stuck her tongue out at her roommate before returning her attention to me.
"Hideo said you had a little talk with him today. He tried to lay down the law to me. It was so cute."
"Well I know you have certain needs," I said as I tried to subtly look into the bedroom for Louise.
"Master, I will fuck whoever you tell me to. But what I need is a big thick white cock and a dominant white owner,” she was watching me, no smile, no emotion. Simply trying to judge my reaction.
I stopped looking around and focused on the short, Asian sexpot in front of me. “Don’t worry, Sherry. I am never going to give you away. I’ve been clear from the moment this started that if Hideo was able to TAKE you away, I wouldn’t stop it. But if he’s not…” I paused meaningfully before walking up to her. I could see her breath quicken and her chest heave. The anticipation of what I was going to do or say, “Then Carly won’t be the only pregnant chink carrying a superior white baby.”
Her eyes fluttered and she moaned softly, “Thank you, Master.”
“Now… I want you to do me a favor tonight. To show me how truly submissive you are to me and not Hideo.”
“Yes, Master?”
“Go over to his place and make him eat you to as many orgasms as you can take.”
“But… but… I’ll be all bitchy like you hate?” she said, confused.
“Exactly… take him out to dinner and show him how you are after you’ve been sated. Explain it all to him. Tell him everything. Tell him how being denied by my big white cock makes you feel. Tell him how he’s only good for giving you orgasms so you can go back to being denied by a real man.”
Sherry’s eyes were wide and she nodded in understanding. “Yes, Master.” She hopped off her chair and ran into the bedroom.
“You really have all of them wrapped around your finger, don’t you?” Starla said.
I looked at the busty girl. The girl that had begged Kyrsten to get me to force myself on her. In many ways, Starla was my kinkiest slut… though maybe Maureen was close… or Sherry… or… okay… well, they were all pretty kinky. “I think it would be more accurate to say I have all of you wrapped around my cock.”
She “harumphed” but didn’t say anything, simply folded her arms across her chest and looked at me.
“Be honest, for once, Starla. You’re wet right now thinking of being fucked and Sherry finding out your perverted little fetish, aren’t you?”
Her mouth hung open and she tried to shake her head side to side, “No,” she whispered defensively. “I… I… I don’t want that…”
“Then what do you want, Starla? Do you want to be my girlfriend? Is that what you imagine? Do you want to be girl number 4 in my life?”
She thought about it for a moment before looking at me, “Actually… no… I like you and all. But you’re not really my type.”
I was a little taken aback, “Not your type? Seriously?”
“I kind of like the quiet nerdy types,” she said with a wistful smile.
The irony of that statement wasn’t lost on me. In high school, that would have described me pretty well. I’d done a lot over the years to grow beyond that aspect of myself and the situation with Carly and all the other women had really brought me to another level of confidence. But eight years ago I would have been exactly what she described. Of course, eight years ago I wouldn’t have had the confidence to take her and make her mine even through her mock protests. And that gave me the realization about why she was so frustrated, “You’re looking for a unicorn, aren’t you Starla?”
“What do you mean?”
“You want a quiet, nerdy, introspective kind of guy. But you also want a guy who will take you and claim you and use you.” I was trying to be matter of fact. I didn’t want to fuck her right then. Half of my mind was still on Louise, after all.
“No… well… yeah… I guess. That’s pretty much it.”
“Tell you what, until you find your unicorn, you have fun dating all the guys you want and I’ll just keep taking anything and everything I want from you whenever I feel like it.” I smiled at her, trying for all the world to look cocky.
She looked at me and the smoldering look was back. She leaned forward, letting her t-shirt fall open and revealing her beautiful, naked breasts. “I think that would be a terrible idea. All those poor boys would be positively green with envy,” she said, emphasizing our safeword, green.
“I’m sure,” I said. I reached forward and grabbed her hard nipples through the t-shirt, twisting them roughly and leaving the shirt stretched out. Starla yelped but I kept doing it, pinching harder and twisting further until I heard the bedroom door open. I quickly released her nipples and she sat back down, practically panting. Sherry barely noticed either of us, however. She was applying her makeup and talking to Hideo on the phone, telling him that she’d be over in just a few minutes.
I said my goodbyes to the girls and walked out, still unaware where Louise was. I pulled out my phone and typed a quick message.
Me: Hey! Where are you?
Louise: Carly took me shopping and is going to help me get ready. I’m at your place.
Me: ??
Louise: Come on over, stud ;)
I started to run downstairs but was suddenly stopped by a beautiful woman who was watching me with all the intensity of one of my girls and none of the lust. “Sorry, I’m in a hurry… I need…”
“Yeah… I know all about it. Off to another girl?”
I was a little taken aback. “Yes… I’m sorry… who are you?” I looked her up and down, it was the same Arabic girl I’d noticed a couple of times before. Her light caramel skin was smooth and her face was absolutely stunning. Any other day and I’d have been very interested in pursuing her. Just not today.
“I’m the RA for this floor.”
“Oh… hi. I’m Jay. It’s nice to meet you,” I said extending my hand. She simply looked at it and shrugged.
“I’m not here to introduce myself. Look, I’ve been watching you…”
“Really?” I said, intrigued despite my rush.
“Not like that, dick. I’ve seen what’s been going on with Sherry. You need to cool it.”
“We aren’t hurting anybody,” I said defensively.
“Not right now… maybe. I’ll be talking to Sherry and she may need to see a school psychologist.”
“What? Why?”
“She walked naked through the dorm after getting a whole bunch of fucked up tattoos.”
I sighed. When she put it like that it didn’t sound so good. “Look… it’s complicated and personal.”
“Personal but between you, her and a bunch of other girls?”
“Yes. Exactly. Look, I’m really in a rush, Sherry’s headed out tonight but I’m sure she’ll talk to you. In fact, I’ll text her and tell her it’s okay. But don’t jump to conclusions, please. Keep an open mind and actually listen to her. Okay?”
“I don’t owe you shit, asshole?” she said.
“I know. But you do owe Sherry at least the benefit of the doubt. And for my part, we’ll keep the wild stuff behind closed door, okay?”
“Fine. But we’re not done here, okay?”
“I’ll be around. Now, can I please go. I really am in a hurry.”
She waved me on and I finished my rush downstairs and back to my apartment. 15 minute later I was opening the door, having fumbled and dropped the keys twice in my rush.
“Carly? Louise?” I called opening the door.
“Master, what took you so long?” Carly said, coming up to me and giving me a sweet welcome home kiss. She was wearing a short, thin t-shirt that barely covered her body.
I laughed and hugged her, “I got a little excited by Louise’s text and went straight to her dorm after work.”
“Pretty eager, aren’t you Master?”
“I guess I am… uhmm… is she here?”
“Yes. She wanted my help in getting ready for tonight,” Carly said. Something about the way she said it made it sound much less casual than that.
“What do you mean?”
Suddenly, Louise walked out completely nude. I’d seen little bits of her in her teasing over the last month but this was the first time seeing her completely and totally naked. Her dark, chestnut hair hung across her shoulders, covering one of her small breasts but leaving the other completely exposed. I could see the rock hard nipple poking out, practically begging for attention. Her body was shiny, as if she’d just gotten out of the shower and her legs and pussy were perfectly smooth. “Carly has already shaved me and rubbed some nice lotion onto my skin so it’s as soft and smooth as possible for you, Mr. S.”
I swallowed hard as I stared at her and Carly gave me a peck on the cheek before whispering, “I love you. You’re welcome.” She walked over to Louise and said, “Now we just need to find you the perfect outfit for him.”
“Yes,” Louise said as she turned away and headed for the bedroom. “Find me something that will make him more turned on than he’s ever been before, will you? Something appropriate for his new white goddess.”
“Of course,” Carly said simply. She looked over her shoulder and her eyes sparkled with mischievous lust. I almost felt like I was along for the ride as I followed the perfect naked ass into my room. I dimly made a note of the cute little dimples in the small of her back and the nice tiny waist that would be perfect for holding onto. But those were simply background thoughts as I marveled at how effortlessly she’d slipped into the kink that Carly and I shared.
Louise stood in front of the full length mirror in our room, looking at herself. “She did a very good job getting me smooth, didn’t she Mr. S?”
“Very good,” I said, somehow finding my voice.
“But now she needs to make me look perfect. Show our Master what you bought me today, Carly.”
Carly happily walked over and picked up two bags and then carefully laying out the various articles of clothing on the bed. It was a lot.
“I know Master wants you to wear stockings and a choker. I think these will be perfect,” she said as she held up a leather collar and some fishnet stockings.
I felt my cock twitch but Louise had other ideas, “No… Those will be good for another night. A night only about fucking. But not tonight, I don’t think. I’m a virgin, after all, you know. Not some pathetic trashy whore… at least not yet,” she said winking at me. “I think those would look better on you. You can wear them while you edge yourself and wait for him.”
Carly nodded, “Then I think these might be best,” she said, this time holding up a pair of white silk stockings that looked particularly expensive. They were accompanied by a lace garter belt.
Louise nodded and Carly rushed to fit it around Louise’s slim waist. Then she held the stockings so that Louise could step into them as she rolled them up and clipped them in place. It was a very erotic, almost ritualistic set of actions and I wondered if they’d rehearsed this. While she was stepping into the stockings, she reached down and held up two other chokers. One was a soft, fragile looking white lace choker while the other was a black velvet ribbon with a small pearl dangling down. “Which do you like, Mr. S?”
“I think the white one would be best for you… at least tonight.”
“Mmmm… you want to be reminded how virginal and innocent I am?”
“Something like that,” I said with a smile. She tossed the other on the bed and slipped the chosen necklace on, watching me as she did it.
“Now… Carly offered to buy me some underwear but I didn’t think that would be appropriate. So the only thing left is to choose a dress. Carly, show Mr. S the two dresses you bought me. I picked one of them and she picked the other. Don’t tell him which…” she said in warning as Carly grabbed two articles of clothing from the bed. “If he picks mine, you don’t get his cock for a week. If he picks yours, you get to drink his cum from me tonight,” she said and Carly nodded.
“Don’t I get a say in this?” I asked with a smile.
“Of course, Mr. S. You get whatever you want. Those are just suggestions,” Louise said with all the mock sincerity she could muster. She grinned at me and winked bawdily.
I looked at the two dresses. One was a long, light blue dress with slits halfway up the thigh on either side and a sleeveless halter top with a large cutout that would amply show off my date’s cleavage.
The other was a short red mini-dress, barely long enough to cover the stocking tops. There was a slit up one side that went all the way to the hip. It also had a loose, plunging top that would drop to the woman’s belly button. I knew which one each of the girls had chosen. I knew that the more reserved, elegant one was the one that Louise had chosen. I knew that Carly would have chosen the other one. Heck, she had a dress very similar to it that she knew was my favorite.
“Louise,” I said to the short, nearly naked woman. “I think that the white, innocent stockings will contrast very nicely with a particularly sexy dress. So I think the red one is what I’d like.”
Louise looked a little surprised but then smiled. Carly practically jumped for joy, clapping her hands girlishly. “I hope you’re just as happy when you’re licking his cum from my freshly fucked cunt.”
Carly gave me a huge kiss and then stared into my eyes when she said, “I’m happy to take Master’s cum from any source. Any hole. Whatever he wants.”
I kissed her back, our tongue’s dancing together briefly before I disentangled. “Carly, you need to help my date with her shoes too,” I said.
“Yes, Master,” she whispered as she knelt down at Louise’s feet.
“The black strappy ones,” I said before either woman could ask. Truthfully, all three pairs of shoes the girls picked out were incredibly sexy. I was tempted to have Louise wear the thigh high boots that they’d found but they weren’t super practical and it was a pretty warm night. The pair I chose were four or five inches high and I was sure they would look very sexy on her.
Louise watched me as she stepped into each shoe, allowing Carly to guide her foot sensually into place. Again there was that almost ritualistic pattern. Carly slowly slid Louise’s foot into the show then snugly secured it with the thin straps before buckling the delicate latch into place and then repeating with the other foot. When the show was secured, Louise abruptly stepped forward and gave me a massive kiss, ignoring Carly.
“Now… I’m going to take your fiance out on a wonderful date, tease him until he’s rock hard then come back here and fuck him right in front of you, slut. By the end of the night, he’ll know which type of pussy he likes best.” Louise said the words to Carly in a matter of fact way but that didn’t stop Carly from being obviously aroused. “And what are you going to do while you wait for us?”
“I’m going to dress like a cheap, chink bitch and edge myself until I can’t think anymore.” Carly’s smile was so broad you almost wouldn’t believe the words coming from her mouth.
“Good girl,” I said to Carly before giving her a little peck on her forehead and a pat on the ass. I grabbed Louise’s hand and led her out, leaving Carly behind to do exactly as she promised. I had no doubt that we’d return home to find her a deliriously happy puddle of goo waiting for the final show.
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Louise and I made out in the elevator… and the cab… and the waiting area at the restaurant. We got a lot of looks but neither one of us particularly cared. When we were finally seated, it was almost disappointing to have to keep ourselves at bay for the next half an hour.
As we waited for our appetizers, we made small talk, trying to pass the time.
“Okay… here’s something I’ve got to know. How many people am I sleeping with?” she asked me all of a sudden. The question took me aback.
“Uhmm… none?”
“No… I mean… like they say that you’re sleeping with all the people your SO is sleeping with… so if I jump into bed with you…”
“If?” I asked playfully, running my finger across her hand and eliciting a lovely giggle.
“Okay… when I sleep with you, stud… when,” she said with some emphasis, “How many people?”
“Uhmm… Let’s see… Carly and Sherry you already know about. Ditto Maureen that I haven’t technically slept with…”
“Oh you will… she was fucking hot,” Louise said with a smile.
“Probably,” I said trying to play it cool, “But there’s also Kyrsten and Rebeccah back in Orlando. And Alex and Natalie in Boston.”
“Who are Alex and Natalie?”
“Carly’s old roommates,” I told her, “Kyrsten you met when she came to visit. The girl with the curly red hair,” I said making vague gestures with my hand.
“Oh I remember. The girl with the sick curves. I was a little intimidated that day.”
“Why?”
“Well, you were already fucking Sherry. And Starla has big ol titties too… and then you trot in this redheaded, booblicious sexpot. I mean… I started to wonder.”
“I’m sorry,” I told her, not realizing that she might have thought I had a ‘type’.
“It was fine. I asked Sherry and she showed me a picture of Carly… that encouraged me a lot,” she said with a laugh. Carly’s not small chested by any means. A solid B Cup and slightly bigger than Louise. But I could see how it dissuaded her that I was some kind of tittie chaser. “Who’s Rebeccah?”
“Uhmm.. well… the girl I went down to Orlando to try to hookup with, Jennifer?” I said. She nodded, remembering the story. “Her little sister was friends with Sherry in school and she and I hooked up.”
“Damn stud… nailing all your high school friends’ sisters, huh?”
“Just the two so far,” I said with a smile.
“Okay, so that’s what,” she looked at her fingers that she’d been tracking with, “seven, right?”
I nodded, “Victoria and Daphne at work… oh… and Dave’s wife Madison.”
“Ten… Double digits in a couple months. Pretty impressive, Mr. S,” she said as she cheekily bit her tongue between her teeth and smiled.
“I had a one night fling with Jackie… Carly’s college… uhmm… girlfriend sort of?”
“Girlfriend ‘sort of’?… there’s a story there but I’ll get her to tell me, I guess,” Louise said, letting me off the hook for that one. “Is that all?
“Uh.. well… I’m not THAT far removed from Sasha, my ex. But I got tested after that given how it ended and I’m not sleeping with her again. Oh… and I kind of slept with Mrs. Young,” I said slightly sheepishly.
“No shit… really? Do they know?”
“Carly was there. She kind of encouraged it.”
“Wow!” Louise said, lost for words for once.
“But Sherry doesn’t know so don’t tell her.”
“I can keep a secret… okay… so that’s twelve, right?”
“One more… but I don’t think I can tell you about her.”
“Wait… why not? Why all the secrecy now? You just told me you slept with your fiance’s mother for crying out loud” She looked at me, watching my face for a reaction. I knew I was toast. I realized my mistake too late and she’d figure it out any second. There was no reason to keep anyone secret except…
“Starla? No way. When?”
“Shhh…,” I said. It was kind of ridiculous but I was really uncomfortable talking so openly about it. I lowered my voice and Louise leaned in, “the week Kyrsten was here.”
“Wait… really? So like your first date she put out? That doesn’t sound like her.”
“Starla is… well, she’s special. She has some pretty particular kinks.”
“Like what?”
“I’m not going to tell you that,” I said flatly.
“Does Kyrsten know?”
“Yeah, she kind of convinced me it was okay.”
“Does Carly know?”
“Uhmm, yeah. I talked to her about it afterwards.”
Louise looked at me and considered me silently. I thought I knew what she was thinking. If I’d told my other two girlfriends and wasn’t telling her, what did that mean about how I felt about her. “You have to realize, Carly is the love of my life and I don’t keep secrets from her. Ever. And Kyrsten was there when it happened and I’ve known her for forever. I trust her completely.”
“No… I get it. I’m not worried about that, Jay,” she said, surprising me.
“You’re not?”
“No… I’m just trying to figure out what it is that she’s into. I mean, I thought our histories were kind of tied up together but apparently… ooh, I know. She likes to be peed on?”
“What? Eww… no. Not that,” I said and we both laughed, “And stop guessing because I’m going to stop answering.”
“Fine, but one of you is going to tell me eventually,” she said, stabbing a fork into her salad. “So somewhere between 12 and 14 girls depending on how you count. And like sixish steady, ongoing ones, right?”
“Yeah,” I said, eating a breadstick.
“That’s a lot of women to compete with Mr. S,” she said. She licked her tongue around the small tomato on the end of her fork before popping it in her mouth seductively. The way her soft, pink lips wrapped around the red vegetable left my mind momentarily blank.
“Uhmm… I’m sure you don’t have anything to worry about.”
“Seriously? Don’t you understand women at all?”
“What? Why?”
“All those girls have wayyyy more experience than me, right?”
I thought for a second, “Well… yeah.”
“And I know that blowjob I gave you the other night wasn’t the best you’ve ever had… don’t lie to me,” she said. She wasn’t mad, just adamant.
“Look, Louise. Everyone worries about this their first time with someone. And it cuts both ways, right. I had to worry about how I compared to every guy they’d been with. But I know that sex with you is going to be absolutely amazing. Because you’re sexy, open to try things and comfortable with your body. You’re also obviously kinky as all fuck,” I said winking at her. She blushed and ate some more of her salad before turning her gaze back to me. “Trust me… Do what turns you on and tell me what feels good and everything will be fine.”
“What turns me on is the idea of riding you for hours while your fiance watches without cumming.”
I felt my cock, already hard from all the teasing, get even harder. “I’m sure Carly would like that.”
“As for what feels good… I guess we’ll have to try everything so that I can tell you.”
I smiled and leaned forward, giving her a kiss, “And that’s why I know you’re going to be dynamite in bed.”
“Damn straight,” she said. “OOhh… I know. I bet she likes for a girl to use a strap on on her?”
I laughed, “Stop guessing.” Louise gently ‘humphed’ at my admonition but didn’t bring it up again. The dinner continued, both of us ordering relatively light food because neither of us wanted to leave dinner feeling stuffed full.
After paying the bill, we practically tumbled into the backseat of the cab, hands exploring each other as we kissed and laughed. I slipped my hand up her thigh and, at first, she pushed me away. I leaned back, surprised and she giggled, “Sorry… reflex,” before spreading her legs and pulling my hand back.
I slid my fingers into her, feeling the tight, hot, wet hole that I hoped to be filling up later. Louise moaned, unashamed that the cabbie was watching her wanton exhibition. “Oh my God Mr. S. That feels so good. Your fingers feel so good in me.”
“Better than Starla’s fingers?” I asked, teasing her as I plunged them in again and circled her clit.
“Oh… yesssss… Starla didn’t use her fingers much. More of a tongue kind of girl,” she said as her hips slammed upward into my hand.
“Hmm. Maybe you and I should get her to use her tongue while I’m fucking you. Would you like that, baby?”
“Yessss… so much yesss,” she hissed, lewdly humping the air trying to get to my fingers.
I kissed her neck and gently worked up to her ear as my fingers squelched around in her wet core. When I nibbled on her lobe, she shuddered, causing the cabbie to momentarily swerve in distraction, “Hey… eyes forward, buddy!” I said with a smile and the man nodded, focusing once again on the ridiculously bad midtown traffic. I whispered into Louise’s ear, “Once you fuck me, you’ll never want another cock, Louise.”
She looked at me, eyes searching mine. I had a flashback to Carly doing that so many months ago in that Orlando hotel room. I remembered Kyrsten doing it in my condo. I knew the look. I knew the emotion. It didn’t need to be said right now. It just demanded action.
The cabbie pulled up to my building and we laughingly ran inside. The doorman opened the door but we barely acknowledged him as we rushed through the lobby, catching the elevator as it was closing. Once inside, our small amount of inhibition went completely out the window. We were all over each other. I shoved her up against the wall, holding her hands up above her head as our tongues practically fucked each other’s mouths. She arched her hips up into me, rubbing herself against my rock hard cock and I responded by shoving her back fully into the wall, pinning her there where she couldn’t move. The reaction was electric. She moaned even louder into my mouth, a sound halfway between immeasurable need and boundless lust. When the elevator door opened once again, I practically drug her to my unit. I flung the door open, still kissing Louise as her hands began to find buttons and zippers, working frantically to undress me as rapidly as possible.
“Carly?” I called out as I looked through the dark condo for my beloved fiance.
“Yes, Master,” came a slightly weary voice. My eyes adjusted and I realized that she was sitting on the chair, facing the door. Her legs were spread wide and a vibrator on her cunt.
“Come here my beloved,” I said to her. She stood on shaky legs, clearly weary and drained from the edging she’d been obediently performing. She walked over to me and stood there. Her eyes sparkled as she looked up to me. All that showed in those eyes was obedience and love. I grabbed her and kissed her while Louise wrapped her arms around me from behind, slowly unbuttoning my shirt as she did. “I’m going to fuck Louise now. She’ll be mine. Like you. Like Kyrsten. You understand?”
“Yes, Master.”
“This is your last chance to object,” I told her as Louise’s fingers traced down to my belt.
“I think she’s wonderful, Master. I would never object.”
“I may take others, you know. I haven’t decided how many to stop at.”
Carly looked at me and there was a silence that seemed to stretch out forever, “Please. Never stop, Jay,” she said, her voice soft and nearly cracking.
“Good girl. Now kiss my new lover, Carly,” I said. She looked over my shoulder and saw the shorter girl standing there nervously. She grabbed Louise’s hands and looked at her before pulling the younger girl into her and kissing her sweetly. It wasn’t the kiss of love or lust. But a welcoming gesture. An invitation into the weird sisterhood that many of my girls had formed. I watched for a moment, allowing the two women to share with each other before I grabbed Louise and pulled her to me. It was my turn to kiss her again and I picked her up, allowing her legs to wrap around my waist as she did. She laughed and we walked into the bedroom. I was dimly aware of Carly picking up the discarded clothes behind me as I dropped Louise onto the bed with me on top of her. “Come kneel on the floor, slut. Watch how I fuck my new toy.”
Louise laughed, “Is that all I am, Mr. S? A toy? A fuck toy,” she said, emphasizing the word ‘fuck’ in a way that made my cock twitch.
“You’re much more than that, Louise. But right now, the fuck toy is what I want.”
“Mmmm… yessir, Mr. S,” she said playfully. Her feet scraped along my hips, yanking my underwear down my thighs and exposing my cock. “Please… Master me,” she implored with a throaty whisper.
I placed my cock at her entrance, taking a moment to feel the heat and wetness. Her pussy was drenched and ready as I slowly slid into her. Her eyes were closed and I took a moment to look over at Carly who was watching with a huge grin on her face as I added yet another woman to my little harem. I felt only the slightest of resistance as I slid into Louise’s willing cunt. Her legs wrapped around me simply pulled and squeezed on me, giving me no choice but to continue forward. Her face winced for just a moment but the look was quickly replaced by one of awe.
“Oh my God, Jay. That is so fucking amazing,” she said as her eyes snapped open and she looked up at me. “If I’d known this is what it felt like I wouldn’t have waited. I’d have jumped your bones that first night. Fuck me that’s good,” she said. She bucked her hips up against me, kissing me on the lips as she used all of her muscles to urge me on.
“Maybe I should punish you for making me wait,” I said as I slowly slid out.
“Nooo,” she wailed before locking her ankles behind me and humping back into me desperately. “Please no. Fuck me… fuck me… It felt so right inside me,” she said and I slammed back into her, forcing a scream from her lips. “Why would you ever share this you dumb slant eyed chink,” she said to Carly.
“I was bred to serve white cock and Master’s god like shaft is the only thing that matters. He wants lots of pussy so he should have lots of pussy. That’s all that matters to me,” Carly said as I slowly fucked Louise.
“Besides, you’re going to share, right?” I asked.
Louise’s lips pouted as she looked up at me, “Only if you make me,” she said before sticking her tongue out at me.
My only response was to slam into her again, causing her mouth to open in a silent ‘O’’ of pleasure. “I’m going to make you. Carly’s shown me I’m not a one woman man. I’ll fuck anyone I want,” I said and kissed her.
“Fuck yes… can I watch? Can I help?” she said with a smile. I simply smiled back and began hammering into her with increased speed and depth. My cock felt like it was made of steel as I slid in and out of her, fucking her harder and harder. “Fuck yes… I’m gonna love being your slutty little fuck toy… show me… teach me… train me… use me… fuckfuckfuck,” she said as I hammered into her over and over. I continued to pound her as my hands roamed across her body. I played with her tits as I fucked her over and over, testing to see what she liked. I tweaked her nipples, pinched them, twisted them and flicked them. She liked it all. I grabbed her waist and pounded into her even harder. All I felt was her cunt clench my cock tighter. No matter what I did, she seemed to love it more.
I grabbed her ankles and held her wide apart as I pounded her even harder. When I saw her eyes roll into her head I knew she was beyond thought. Her babbling descended into beautiful incoherence as my cock fucked her harder and harder. Her hands were clenched into little balls as I pummeled her small frame. I took one of her hands and brought it to her clit and she started working herself over with a sigh of relief as I resumed my own fucking. I started hammering her with long hard strokes then fast ones, switching it up and judging her reaction. Eventually, we fell into a rhythm and before I knew it, she shot off. “I’m cummingggg!” she screamed as her whole body shook. I kept fucking her through her first orgasm and she had a second, smaller one before it proved to be too much for me. “Cum for me… fill me up… cum for me, lover,” she whispered.
I roared as I slammed into her with three long strokes, shooting what felt like a gallon of my seed into her. I leaned down and kissed the smaller girl, looming over her in a way that made me feel very powerful. She looked up at me, eyes wide as she stretched her neck to kiss me with every bit of the same passion she showed before our fucking. I felt Carly move beneath me and felt her tongue stroke the bottom of my softening cock right at the junction of my union with Louise.
I looked down, “Eager little cunt, aren’t you?”
“Yes, Master,” Carly said with a smile before resuming her ministrations. As I pulled out of Louise, she sighed a small sound of disappointment. But then she gasped and smiled as Carly’s eager tongue found Louise’s abused hole. She gently licked and sucked all of the cum out of my new girlfriend that she could and Louise loved it. I cuddled with Louise as Carly continued working her over, eventually giving her one last little orgasm before she pushed Carly away from her oversensitive clit.
Carly crawled up to the other side of me and laid her head down next to me. Again, I was reminded of that hotel visit in Orlando. This time remembering the aftermath of all the hot fucking with these two beautiful gorgeous women on either arm. Although that time was Kyrsten instead of Louise.
“I miss Kyrsten,” I said before immediately regretting it. “I mean… not that you weren’t amazing Louise I was just…” I fumbled awkwardly.
Louise giggled and gave me a sweet kiss to shut me up. “It’s okay, Mr. S. I know what you mean. I can’t wait to get to know her better too.”
“I just wish she could have been here for this is all.”
“I watched the whole thing, Master,” came Kyrsten’s voice inexplicably. For the briefest of moments, I thought I might have been imagining things. Surely going crazy would explain the last two months of my life well, right?
“Kyrsten?” I asked tentatively.
“On your laptop, Master,” came Kyrsten’s voice again. I glanced around and there, in the corner of the room was my laptop adorned by Kyrsten’s beautiful, smiling face. Despite talking to her frequently, we hadn’t had time to do much video chatting and it made me realize how much I missed just seeing her. “Carly set this up so I could watch. She said she thought Louise might be special.”
I felt Louise hug me tightly at that as I wondered what Carly and Kyrsten had discussed. I turned my head and gave Carly a well earned kis. “This was very thoughtful of you, Carly.”
“Thank you, Master. I know Kyrsten has been missing out on things. I thought this would be a nice thing to do for her. I hope you’re not mad?”
“Mad? Of course not,” I said and kissed her forehead.
She frowned slightly before smirking, “I was hoping you’d be a LITTLE mad, Master. Maybe just mad enough to punish me?”
I laughed, “Is that what you want, slut? For me to punish you?”
“If it pleases you, Master,” she said coquettishly.
“You want me to whip your tits and ass?” I asked her. She gasped slightly at the thought and spread her legs. “To tie you up and whip your clit? Pinch your nipples hard?” I asked as my fingers found her hard nubs. I circled around the big nipples before pinching them and causing her to buck her hips up with wanton eagerness. “To turn your worthless little titties red and put pretty stripes across your pathetic ass. Is that what my dumb chink fiance breeding bitch wants?”
“P… P… please, Master?”
“No,” I said and her response was as if I’d slammed my cock into her just with the word. She moaned a loud, forlorn wail as if something awful had happened. But her whole body was shaking. “Tonight isn’t your night, whore. It’s Louise’s night. So she can whip you until you’re red and then you can lick her clit while I fuck her last hole.”
Louise licked my ear and whispered, “So fucking hot, Mr. S. Do all your girls become well trained fuck toys?”
“Pretty much,” I said as I continued to tease Carly, playing her body like a musical instrument. “Hope that’s okay with you?”
“Only if you turn me into one too. In bed at least.”
“Absolutely, babe,” I said and kissed Carly then Louise.
“I’m so jealous,” Kyrsten’s voice came from across the room. The three of us laughed and I looked over to see Kyrsten leaning back in her chair. She was obviously naked and playing with herself. I really wish she’d been there with us.
“Jealous of Carly getting whipped or Louise getting all her holes fucked?” I asked.
“Yes!” Kyrsten shouted causing all of us to laugh again.
I moved over to Carly and gently took her wrists, kissing her tenderly as I bound them with a scarf. I worked my lips down her body, circling her nipples and then her cunt, offering her no relief. She was shaking and moaning by the time I got to her feet. I pulled out the spreader bar we kept at the foot of the bed and buckled the cuffs to her ankles. “OOoohh… you guys are really kinky,” Louise said from behind me. I turned and looked at her, watching her play with her cunt that was still leaking my cum. She looked so cute standing there, vulnerable and eager. I finished locking Carly in place, legs spread and exposed. She obediently hooked her bound wrists into our headboard, exactly as she was trained. Her breathing was heavy as she watched me take out all of the various implements we’d collected. Carly’s eyes watched each item as I placed it on the bed beside her. There were the collection of household items we’d started out with. A belt. The rod from a set of venetian blinds. A wooden ping pong paddle. Then came the items we’d purchased. A riding crop. A flogger. A wicked looking wooden rattan. I laid them each out and gestured for Louise to come closer.
“It’s important to start out carefully. We don’t want to hurt our toy, right?” I asked Louise while watching Carly’s reaction.
Louise bit her lip and nodded, “Wh… which one should I use, Mr. S?”
“The belt to start,” I said as I handed it to her.
Her eyes widened, “The belt? Really?”
I smiled, glad that she’d listened to my admonition to start carefully. “The belt will hurt if you use it as a whip. Or if you use the buckle which I never use, by the way.” I looked at Carly who was still just staring at us in awe. “But if you double it over like this,” I said as I guided the leather strap in her hands and showed her what I meant, “Then you can almost hit her as hard as you want.”
Louise smiled and nodded. Then she put her knee up on the bed and positioned herself next to Carly. She ran her fingers along my fiance’s exposed breasts, just barely grazing the hard nipples before trailing her fingers down to Carly’s cunt. “I’m going to turn your whole body red, okay?”
Carly nodded and bit her lip, “P… please,” she whispered. Louise tested the belt against her hand once or twice, feeling the sensation before glancing up at me. I nodded and she brought the belt down on Carly’s thigh. “Thank you, Mistress,” Carly said with a sigh.
“Mistress? I think I like that… Is that okay, Mr. S?” she asked with a smile.
I thought about it, “Who do you belong to, Carly?”
“Only you, Master… nobody else… I promise.”
“Then you may call Louise Mistress when we’re playing.”
“Thank you, Master,” both girls said simultaneously before giggling again. Louise ended Carly’s laughing abruptly with another blow, this time to my fiance’s left tit. Then her right one. Then her left one again. The smack of leather on flesh was only slightly louder than Carly’s increasing moans. I knew from experience that Louise wasn’t coming close to her limit. It truly was hard to do with the belt.
“More please, Mistress. Turn my worthless yellow skin red, please. Hurt me! Make me beg! Make me cry.”
“Wow… she really gets off on this?” Louise asked.
“Sometimes… Sherry’s even worse though. There’s pretty much nothing you could do to Sherry that she wouldn’t love.”
“Is that worse…” she asked before trailing off and smacking Carly five more times in quick succession, “Or better?” she said before raining a final blow onto Carly’s spread cunt. That blow made Carly scream as she bucked up.
“More… please more,” Carly gasped with a smile. “She’s very good, Master. Almost as good as you,” she winked at me.
I smiled back, “Well, she’s obviously a naturally superior woman to you, slut. All you are is a well bred set of chink fuck holes. She’s an actual woman. So of course she’s good at treating you like the trash you are.”
“Yes, Master. Of course you’re right, Master. Thank you for reminding me,” Carly said with her eyes closed. She was off in her own little fantasy world, probably imagining harems full of geisha being bought and sold by white slavers. I picked up the flogger in my hand and let the leather tassles scrape across Carly’s skin. She knew what was coming just from the sensation and her whole body shuddered in anticipation.
“This one is a lot like the belt. It does sting a little more so be a little more careful.”
“I promise I won’t hurt your fuck toy, Mr. S.”
“Oh I’m fine with you hurting her. Just don’t damage her. Understand the difference?”
Louise nodded. She repeated the process she had with the belt, working up and down Carly’s thighs and tits. She started out a little lighter but quickly realized that Carly was so turned on that she really was able to take quite a bit. Carly’s legs and chest now had a bright red shine to it and Carly’s hips were constantly bucking up with each thrust as she was desperate to get some attention for her clit. “See how the slut’s body responds without thought. Her body and holes are only useful when being fucked so this is torture for her to be empty.”
Louise looked at me and smiled, understanding the game, “I see that, Mr. S. The dumb slut is even more pathetic when she’s not being actively violated by her betters.” She let the tassles drag across Carly’s firm nipples causing the woman to shudder. Louise lashed out at Carly’s tit viciously, “Stop squirming, bitch!”
Carly gasped at the strike and whimpered, “Yes, Mistress.”
“I think she’s ready for the riding crop. Aren’t you, my love?”
“Yes, Master. Please train your new white lover how much I love to suffer for you, Master.”
As I picked up the crop, I heard a noise over my shoulder. Kyrsten was cumming loudly. “Too much for you, babe?” I called out.
Through heavy labored breathing she gasped, “You guys are just so fucking hot. This is like the best porn ever. Keep going, Master!” she begged. Glancing over my shoulder, I could see her cunt spread wide as she dipped her fingers into it and resumed circling her swollen clit.
“I’m surrounded by greedy sluts,” I said and got an immediate chorus of, “Yes, Master,” from the three girls.
I held the crop in my hand and swished it in front of Carly. Her eyes were wide and I could see just a hint of fear in her eyes. Fear that I was going to let this new girl… this neophyte to this type of activity use the crop on her. If I hadn’t seen the care and attention she’d displayed with the belt and flogger, I wouldn’t have. But I felt confident that she was trustworthy. Still, maybe a little bit of a direct example was necessary. “Look at me, Louise,” I said.
Louise turned and faced me, looking up at me with puppy dog eyes. I ran the riding crop up her side from hip to breast. I let her feel the leather tip as I ran it across her tit causing her to gasp slightly. “The crop can actually hurt so you have to be careful. Always make sure you’re striking with the tip and not the shaft,” I said. I gave the side of her tit a quick strike. Just a little smack but she yelped in surprise.
“Mmm,” she said happily as she watched me.
“You can still deliver quite hard blows to the fleshy parts. The breasts,” I said and struck the other tit sharply. “The thighs,” I said as I smacked her left thigh, “And especially the ass,” I said as I grabbed her hair and shoved her down onto the bed. I pushed her face right to Carly’s face so they were mere inches away. Her ass was sticking out looking deliciously spankable. “You can do soft strikes,” I said and gave her a relatively gentle strike, “Or firm ones,” I said giving her a harder blow. She began making out with Carly passionately as I traced the riding crop across her ass again. “Or hard ones,” I said and I brought down another sharp blow. She moaned into Carly’s mouth but the two kept kissing. I almost didn’t want to break it up. “Your turn, slut.”
“Thank you, Mr. S,” she said as she broke apart from Carly and stood up. She rubbed her ass curiously, feeling the sensation, “It’s so warm,” she said, surprised.
I nodded, “That’s what many girls like. Not the pain of being spanked, the warm after glow afterwards.”
“Is that what Carly likes?”
“I think she likes both… that and the domination of it, obviously.”
Louise got a wicked look on her face and turned to Carly. “You like being dominated, slut?”
“Yes, Mistress,” Carly said and Louise rewarded her with a light, sharp strike to Carly’s fleshy tit.
“Good… because I don’t think I can be submissive to some slant eyed little breeding bitch,” she said in a husky voice. She let the crop smack Carly’s tit several more times, working around the nipple but careful to avoid it. She left five or six little red welts around Carly’s breast when she was done. “You know I’m better than you now don’t you?” she asked.
“Yes, Mistress,” another blow, this time to Carly’s other tit.
“Younger,” smack, “Smarter,” smack, “Prettier,” smack, “Tighter,” smack, “More confident,” smack.
“Yesssss… Yess…,” Carly said. I could tell she was broken at this point. It was all too much for her and she’d gone into complete submissive overload. There was basically nothing she wouldn’t agree to right now. I smiled at how easily Louise had brought her there.
Louise looked at me and made a gesture, I knew what she wanted. She reached under Carly’s waist as I grabbed Carly’s ankles. Together, the two of us rotated her onto her stomach quickly. She landed with a grunt, arms still up against the headboard, legs still spread obscenely wide from the spreader bar. “He’s going to take my last virgin hole in a minute, Carly,” Louise said as she gave Carly increasingly sharp strikes to her ass.
“Please, Mistress. You’ll love it,” Carly begged.
“I don’t need your permission. I just wanted you to know what’s going to happen because I’m such a nice person.” In contrast to her words, she pelted Carly’s ass over and over. “I think Mr. S should lube up his cock now. Don’t you think?”
“Yes, Mistress.”
“And why is that, slut?” Louise asked.
“So that he can fuck your ass, Mistress.”
“You know once he claims all of me, I’ll be his. Is that what you want, Carly?”
“So much, Mistress,” she looked over at Louise, “I promise it’s absolutely what I want, Louise.”
Louise smiled a genuinely warm smile at Carly then at me, “Well I guess you better fuck my virgin ass… Master?”
My cock felt like a lead pipe. “Maybe you can be useful for something, slut,” I said to Carly as I crawled up behind her. I leaned forward, sliding my cock slowly into her slick cunt. “You can provide the lube for me to fuck this beautiful woman’s tight little ass,” I said as I filled up my fiance.
Carly was practically crying at this point. “Yes, Master. That’s what I’m good for. Fuck holes when you don’t have superior pussy and just a source of lube when someone better is here.” Carly gasped in pleasure as I filled her up. I flexed my cock inside her, feeling her shudder and wiggle underneath me before pulling out. My cock was drenched in her cunt juice, wetter than I’d ever seen her.
For my part, I could not have been harder. Literally. I grabbed Louise and spun her around, bent over at the foot of the bed and looking at the striped, red ass of my fiance. I reached over to the nightstand and dribbled a dollop of lube onto her ass. I wanted to be extra careful given it was her first time.
“He’s going to fuck my ass, Carly. Ohhh… oh… he’s started pushing it in. Your Master’s… oh… Our Master’s cock… it’s in my ass, Carly. Ohhh… I feel so full. I’m such a slut too.”
I was about halfway in, letting her get used to the thick invader. She flexed once, tightening around my shaft like a vice. I reveled in the sensation and inched forward slightly. “God he’s fucking huge. It’s like a tree trunk shoved up my slut ass, Carly. Fuck… I want it… I want all of it,” she said. Without warning, she slammed her ass back into me, burying me in her as she cried out, “Yess… Oh god… Fuck it’s so good.”
“She just rammed her ass back onto Master’s cock, Carly. She took it so effortlessly. I’m kind of jealous,” Kyrsten said, picking up the narrative slack while Louise couldn’t find words to speak.
Carly wimpered slightly, “Is… is it good, Master?”
“Yes, my love. So good. Tight and hot. Just how I like my holes, baby.”
Carly sniffed slightly, “I’m glad, Master. You deserve nice, tight holes. I hope she’s even tighter than my pathetic ass, Master.”
“I’ll make it tight for him,” Louise said and she clenched around my shaft. I nearly blacked out from the pleasure as I pulled out before sliding back in. We started fucking, me pulling out and her slamming back against me with a scream each time. “He’s in my ass, Carly. He’s taking his pleasure from my nice white hole. Our Master’s cock really is divine,” she said with a whimper as I continued pounding in and out of her. I heard Kyrsten cum again. I heard Carly gasp as Louise started fingering her roughly. I felt Louise squeeze me, practically willing me to fill her up. It was, in some ways, an overload of sensastions. Sights, sounds and smells all combining in an overpowering way. I fucked Louise’s ass like that for almost five minutes before I couldn’t hold out any longer. I shouted as I came in her, filling her up as I heard Kyrsten cum for a third time from the monitor. Louise collapsed down underneath me, laughing in almost hysterical fashion.
“Not the response I was going for,” I said, kissing the back of her neck.
“That was so fucking amazing, Mr. S. Oh my God… Jay… I had no idea. Fuck,” she said, slightly babbling.
“I like hearing you say my name,” I said gently as I brushed her hair aside and kissed her some more.
“Mmm… should I stop calling you Mr. S?”
“No… I like that a lot too. Just… feel free to call me Jay every now and then.”
“What? Not Master also?” she asked playfully as she stood up, took a step and nearly fell over from her shaky legs. That reduced her to more giggling before she could compose herself. “Okay… maybe you mastered me a little.”
“You can call me Master too. When you’re feeling particularly submissive,” I said with a smile.
We all got cleaned up and Louise got dressed. I said my goodnights to Kyrsten, promising that I’d see her soon. I made her promise to give me a status update on Rebeccah’s bimbofication and she told me I wouldn’t be disappointed. After Louise left, I went back to the bedroom and found Carly lying on the bed. Her face inscrutable.
“You okay?”
“You love her, don’t you?” she said. It wasn’t an accusation. She sounded somehow sad and hopeful and scared all wrapped together.
I paused, thinking about the question. “No. Not yet at least. It’s like that first weekend with you. I think I could but I don’t know that I’m there yet.”
Carly nodded and slipped into bed. Her lips were tight and her brows furrowed as she thought about it. “I’m glad,” she finally said simply as I crawled into bed next to her. She rolled over to lay on my shoulder.
“Are you still sure?” I asked.
“Yes. This was a little harder than Kyrsten. Kyrsten and I have such a long history and friendship. I… I know she won’t hurt me.”
“Louise won’t hurt you,” I said knowing immediately that I couldn’t promise that. Not yet at least.
“You can’t know that,” she said, echoing my own internal thoughts. “But that’s okay. If I’m honest, I like knowing that she might turn out to be deceitful and conniving and try to steal you.”
“She won’t.”
“She might. Or she might get tired of sharing. Or she might dislike me.”
“Then I’ll dump her,” I said simply.
“What if I don’t want you to? What if you love her more than me and you want her instead of me,” I started to interrupt, “I don’t want you to hate me because I kept you from someone you wanted.”
“I would never hate you, Carly. A, you’re going to be the mother of my child. B, I love you and want to spend the rest of my life with you. C, I was serious the other night. I’ll never love anyone more than you. Just different.”
“Lots of guys discover that different is better,” she said, looking away and sounding even further off.
“Lots of guys are idiots, my love. And why are you saying all this? This was your kink in the first place, remember?”
“I know… But…”
“You want to stop?”
“No! Definitely not. I just like… living on the edge. Watching you make her yours. Watching you start to mold her. I thought I’d be jealous but I wasn’t. I WANTED you to make her perfect for you. I want to wake up two years from now and realize that you’ve created a literal harem of lovers, each new one more perfect than the last.”
“I don’t think I can do that, Carly,” I said.
“Why not?”
“It may be what you want but I don’t think it’ll be what Kyrsten and Louise want.”
“So you’re going to prioritize their wants over mine?” she said. I looked at her and she was smirking playfully at me.
“No. I’m going to prioritize MY wants over yours,” I said. I grabbed her hair and roughly pushed her down to my cock. I was only a little hard after the night’s activities but that didn’t stop her from obediently inhaling it as I continued, “And I don’t WANT to have an endless string of girls I fall in love with. I want to have four or five girls I’m in love with and an endless string of cheap, willing pussy to share with my women,” I said as I slammed her roughly down onto my cock. She sputtered a little as my shaft surged down her throat but she didn’t complain or try to pull away. Instead, she suppressed her gag and relaxed as I fucked her throat. “How does that sound, slut?”
She gurgled something on my cock and gave me a thumbs up so I just kept casually pumping into her willing mouth. I kept fucking her mouth, steadily getting rougher and rougher until I finally felt my last orgasm bubbling up. I slammed her down on my cock, “Swallow it all you dumb bitch,” I snarled as I emptied into her eager mouth.
She slurped it all up, eagerly licking me clean and visibly savoring every bit of my cum. “I like it when you call me a dumb bitch,” she said quietly as she licked around my balls.
“Yeah?” I asked.
“I like all the names you call me. The meaner the better.”
“Why?”
She shrugged, “For the same reason I like watching you fuck other women. I like feeling pathetic and cheap and weak when I’m with you. I love the idea that my worth is my holes and nothing more.”
“That’s ridiculous Carly,” I said as I pulled her to me and kissed her.
“I know, Master.”
“I love everything about you, Carly. I don’t believe in soul mates but if I had one, it would be you. Besides, you’re womb also has value to me,” I said with a smirk as I rubbed her belly.
She slapped my shoulder playfully and smiled, “Speaking of, Master. Who else are you going to knock up? We don’t have to worry about money anymore, you know.”
“I know. But I don’t know. It’s such a weird thing to think about. Making multiple women pregnant.”
“You mean spreading your glorious white seed as far as possible?” she said, again grinning up at me.
I ignored the question and went on, “Kyrsten definitely. When she’s ready.”
“I figured,” Carly said as she kissed my cheek. “Who else? My sister?”
“I’m not sure. I have to figure out things with Hideo first. And it wouldn’t be until after school anyways.”
“Anyone else?”
“I just don’t know, sorry. Does that disappoint you? Does it turn you on to think about me breeding all these girls?”
“I mean… duh. Of course it does. But they’re children, not fetishes. Just remember that I will help with every single child of yours. And any of them that you want, I’ll view them as mine as well.”
“The other mothers might be a bit annoyed,” I said.
Carly smiled, “We’ll figure it out.”
I kissed her and held her tight, “As long as we’re together, we’ll figure all of it out.”
Comments
J B
Another - thing straps should probably be thin straps
J B
Yeah, archaic tech at Lit. At least it doesn't appear to have a cobol or fortran back end
Fixed. Thanks. The formatting thing is so annoying.
J B
The < br > are showing in the txt message section "guide her foot into the show" --> her shoe Otherwise I didn't catch any oopsies.... And while I'm at it, damn hot.
