0 comments/ 36183 views/ 1 favorites His Pet Ch. 01 By: heavenlyeuphoria The room is filled with a haze of mist. People crowded around pool tables, on the dance floor and around the bar. Bright multi-coloured lights flickering in time with the pounding music. Sitting on a high bar stool. Her long legs stretched down to meet the floor. Naked skin, peachy and smooth meets a short light pink dress… softly flowing mid-thigh. A waist that women all envied tapered in from her firm ass widened above to two firm D cup breasts. Light brown hair fell in natural curls, to just past her shoulders. Face, stunning. Full lips that begged to be kissed and eyes that sparkled with mischief. Those eyes searched the room looking for something or someone. Catching many men and women’s eyes she pretended not to notice as their gaze traveled down her neck… lingered on her breasts and all the way down her legs. He watched. She finished her drink and walked around the dance floor to the pool tables. Feeling the eyes gaze on her body. Her dress flowing rising slightly showing the crease where her legs join her luscious ass cheeks. She walked straight up to a group of 3 young men just setting up for a game trying to decide who would go first. He followed. “Need 1 more for doubles?” she purred as she leaned her ass against the table, sliding one leg slowly up the other, caressing her calf. Their jaws nearly dropped to the floor. Their eyes nearly popped out of their heads and their zippers nearly burst from the instant erection they got from just looking at this goddess. He smiled. “Sure” one says. “I’ll be your partner.” A cocky smile came across his face as his mates just realized what he did. The table was set up and ready to go. One of the young men broke. They turned to watch her walk to where the white ball was. Standing in front of her across the table, they watched has she spread her legs slightly, lent forward to line up the shot. Her dress low cut at the top showing slight cleavage now fell down towards the floor. Milky smooth skin could be seen, the rising of her breasts above the white lace of her bra. Raising and falling as she concentrated her breasts seemed to become fuller with each breath in. Those behind her saw those lovely long legs part ever so slightly. They saw firm athletic thighs meet a firm round ass. Naked skin. She was not wearing panties. Her dress not rising high enough to let them see if she was wearing a G-String or, nothing at all. He moaned quietly. The 3 young men shuffled their feet as it started getting uncomfortable in their denim jeans. She made the shot and went to the next. Was it coincidence that the white ball slowly rolled to a stop on the side the young men were standing? Standing from her lean you could here a sigh of displeasure from people in the room as their view was taken away from them. Squeezing past them her ass touching one of their crotches as she past. They now had the privilege of seeing her spectacular behind. Leaning forward once again, she bumped her ass into one of them. Looking back with a playful twinkle in her eye she apologised and lined up for the shot. Having to reach a little further across the table to reach the ball with the cue she lent her body against the table raising her skirt half way up her ass cheeks. Taking her time with the shot, her eyes raised and scanned the room. Searching for someone or something. He smiled at her. Just as she smiled back she felt a warm rough hand on the soft skin of her left cheek. “Do you need a hand reaching this one?” one of the young men asked her as his hand caressed across her left ass cheek to the right as he nestled his hips behind her leaning into her body his breath warm on her neck, his arms running down hers to meet her hands. She could feel his erection pushing against her. She gently pushed her hips back against him. She felt her nipples stiffen and push against her bra, the wetness of her pussy The young man whispered in her ear how hot she looked, how great her body was, and how much he wanted to fuck her as he ground his hardness against her. She took the shot. The ball went into the pocket. Raising herself to a stand, she turned to face the young man who was rubbing against her and smiled at him. She raised her hand and caressed his face leant towards him and kissed him gently on the lips then moved across to where the white ball now lay. She searched the room to where He was. Seeing he was still there she searched his face for approval. He smiled at her nodded his head slightly mouthing the words “good girl”. Her face light up with a smile as she continued on with the game. This shot could only be taken by leaning her ass against the table cool wood of the table, stick behind her back… arm back accentuating her large breasts and nipples pushing against the fabric. She teased and taunted the 3 young men and the rest of people watching her. Cleaning up the table, shot after shot. They didn’t get a turn against her and wouldn’t stand a chance if they did as they were now thinking with their cocks. The last ball, the 8 ball. The white was positioned half way down the table… She could make the shot but it she would have to stretch for it. Chalking up, she once again spread her legs and lent down pressing her breasts and waist against the table, arm stretched out in front of her reaching for the white ball. She stood... wiggled her pelvis against the edge of the table stooping down again, knowing the effect it would be having on her dress from behind. It was raising high up her ass, showing those perfect cheeks then sliding back down as she stood. Up again, higher this time. Her legs spread opening her pussy, from behind the 3 young men could see that she was wearing no panties. Her partner in the doubles, who had earlier dry-fucked her ass on her second shot, nearly came in his pants. He quickly un-noticeably unzipped himself as he walked up behind her. He put one hand on her hip as he leaned in against her making it look to everyone he was about to whisper some advice in her ear. Instead he whispered a low moan as his other hand guided his cock into her pussy as he acted as if he fell against her. His body pressing hers against the table, her pussy tight warm and wet grasping around his cock. This was enough to send her over the edge. She whimpered and shivered as her pussy clenched and released around the hard cock that filled her. Not wanting to make a scene of anything. He grabbed her upper arm and helped her to stand. Whispering an apology in her ear she felt his hand brush across her nipple as his hand left her arm. She picked up the cue. Her pussy was still spasming from her orgasm. Her juices were leaking from her pussy, around the base of his cock and on her inner thigh. She leant forward pushing her ass against him burying him in even deeper. She felt him throbbing as he came in a few bursts inside her. Pulling her face back the young man kissed her on the lips, his tongue doing the thrusting for his cock. She broke off the kiss as she felt his orgasm subside. Lined up the shot. Sunk the 8ball. As she stood she felt the spent cock slide from her pussy. Her face searched the room for him. She couldn’t see him. It was time to go. She kissed the young man lightly on the cheek. Turned to the other two and thanked them all for the game. Then casually walked towards the exit. She could feel the young man’s come inside her. It was oozing slowly from her cunt. Mixed with her juices she was burning up, needing more, getting hotter and hornier. Opening the door to the parking lot she went straight to where her car was parked. Anticipation mixed with the sexual heat was making her hotter and she was near orgasm and desperately needed what he was going to give her. She saw him at the passenger side door of her car. His straight face neither told her that he was pleased or displeased with her display for him in the club. Her heart fluttered as her mind raced with possible outcomes. Rewarded or punished. His Pet Ch. 02 Looking around with more than a little fear, I watch as the hooded usher slowly begins moving the arm ratchet back and forth, which slowly but surely tightens the chains attached to my limbs. Each movement of the arm moves the chains only a fraction of an inch, but in only a matter of minutes my arms and legs are pulled tight almost to the point of pain. Moments later, I am surrounded by the three other hooded figures who at first only watch as my naked body is stretched to its limit! "Does it hurt," he asks softly? "Yes," I reply truthfully, but there must not have been enough pain in my voice, as immediately he moves the lever another notch, which ever so slightly pulls harder on my arms and legs. The low moan that escapes my lips must please him, because for the time being, he doesn't make another move to stretch me further. Instead, however, one of the other hooded figures holds a burning candle over my nipples that drips hot wax onto my sensitive skin! "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, that burns," I moan. "Please, no more!" Quick as a cat, the hooded usher reaches out and clicks the ratchet ahead a notch, causing me to moan even louder as the pain in my shoulders and hips intensifies! "Don't ever tell us to stop," he reprimands me, "retribution will be quick and sure, do you understand me?" "Y-yes," I stammer, as my eyes began to blur from the pain, "I understand!" "Very good Cassandra," he continues, "now, be a good girl and ask for some more wax!" "Oh, please," I groan! "Please what," he demands. "P-please give me some more wax," I say in a wavering voice! "Very good, my dear," he replies softly, while more burning wax drips slowly onto my erect nipples, "you have a lovely body, but I fear that it is a touch too short," and with that, that ratchet moves another notch and my moan is now loud enough to fill the room. "Does is hurt, dear?" the usher asks softly, while massaging my breasts. "Oh, god," I moan, "it hurts so badly, please, no more!" "Well, dear," he says still more softly, "we have something else planned for you, that I'm sure will be a great deal more palatable!" "W-what are you going to do to me?" I ask nervously, as my body is being pulled tight like a bow string. The answer comes soon enough, when I feel warm oil being gently rubbed into my pussy! "Oh, myyyyyyy," I moan, "that feels so goooooood, please don't stop!" "Your pussy is too hairy," the usher replies, while still caressing my chest and softly twisting my nipples, so of course, we have to shave it for you!" Upon hearing that, I automatically stiffen, while thinking about a sharp razor gliding over my pussy lips. "Now, now, Cassandra," the usher says soothingly, "you're so tense, maybe this will help you relax a little," and with a swift jerk, he ratchets the handle one more notch! While more oil is being applied to my pussy, it is inevitable that my clit is brushed over and indirectly massaged by the swirling digits. The pain, especially in my shoulders, is growing more intense by the second, but much to my amazement, the fury building gradually in my pussy is making it hard to distinguish between agony and ecstasy. The usher produces a long bladed straight razor that he carefully makes sure I get a good look at before moving down to my pussy and gently cutting away the stubble. The cool air on my bare skin makes goose bumps break out all over my body, as well as causing my nipples to stand erect like it is the middle of winter. When I am finally smooth as a baby, oil is again applied generously to my bulging mound, but this time fingers eagerly probe my opening, searching out my special spot, and masturbating it shamelessly, which of course makes my pussy convulse in an orgasm that seems to last forever! Cradling my head in his arms, the usher asks softly, "Did our little slut enjoy her orgasm?" Barely able to speak, all I can do is whisper, "Yes, it was wonderful, thank you so much!" The usher continues to caress my cheek and breasts while adding, "Of course, you will cum again and again for us Cassandra , but this time, you will be violated by this!" He leans over and shoves a thick black dildo deep into my defenseless pussy! My eyes nearly pop out of their sockets while the usher rams the thick rubber dildo in and out of my pussy at lightning speed. I try to move my body to time his thrusts with those of my own, but I am being held so tightly by the rack, that all I can do is lie there and take it, as orgasm after orgasm flows from my pussy like a waterfall! I finally pass out, from both a mixture of pain and orgasmic exhaustion, the next thing I realize, I am awake and dressed, and standing next to the front door with the usher, who points me in the direction of a cab which is waiting at the bottom of the stairs in the street in front of the old house. Gingerly I take an awkward step out the door, but have to grab the hand railing to keep from falling on my face. As I begin my slow descent down the steps, I hear a voice from inside the door, "Have a safe trip home, Cassandra , we hope to see you again sometime, goodnight!" The big door then swings slowly shut and I struggle to reach the cab for my ride home. Finally back in my apartment, I am just about ready to slip into the shower when the phone rings. "Hello," I answered softly. "Did you have a nice evening, Cassandra?" My sir's voice asks quietly. "It was, shall we say, interesting," I reply. A chuckle comes through the phone line and he replies, "Sleep well my pet, you never know when the next call will come!"