Previously published as: “Kristie’s Fantasy Birthday Auction”
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SUMMARY:
Mike fulfills a sex fantasy of his wife each year for her birthday. The year in which this story takes place, he decides to make her fantasy of being sold as a sex slave at auction become reality for a weekend. With the help of a couple friends ten individuals who are strangers to Mike and Kristie are found to participate as bidders at the auction. As the story unfolds Kristie is sold on the auction block to a total stranger to be used as his sex slave for the entire weekend. As fantasy becomes reality, both husband and wife have concerns how the fantasy will end. Will their perfect marriage be destroyed as a result?
All activities described in this story are between consenting adults except for a brief rape scene in Chapter 36. All events, places and things described are FICTIONAL and purely fantasy.
If a brief rape scene offends you, please do not read this story, or skip over Chapter 36 in part 8. If any of the following story codes are offensive to you, please avoid this story (M+/F+, M/F+, FF, Consensual Slavery, Mdom/Fsub, Fdom/Fsub, Incest (bro/sis), Incest (mother/daughter), rape (chapter 36).
ATTENTION: This is a rather long multi-part story (over 100k words in 9 parts). I hope you like the story, but if you are not into long novel length stories, or are not willing to read from Part One through Nine, you are not going to like this story. This story flows from one part directly into the next with no recap of what happened in previous parts. Part one contains very little sex, but is important to help understand the flow of the story. This story is told from the perspective of various characters. The character perspective changes, when they do occur, take place at the chapter breaks.
Hopefully you have read the previous parts and enjoy the story as it continues�
Even though I had arranged it, I could not stay at the hotel knowing Kristie was just a few floors up being fucked by a stranger. George stayed with me as we continued to talk for quite some time. Stan even dropped by and tried to console me. He was disappointed he could not attend, but knew that was not part of the fantasy. He was delighted when George assured him that Kristie was onboard for the 24 hours she would spend with each of them as their sex slave. Stan and George both wanted to make sure they could set the hours. They each wanted a time frame that allowed them to have Kristie overnight. I told both of them Kristie would take good care of them. They smiled and seemed happy. While we sat there Paul saw us and brought the video camera and tripod over and gave it to us. I handed it off to George and asked him to put the video together to show at the next party of our swingers group.
Stan confirmed George�s assessment of the character of Simon Cole. Stan said he had known this guy for a long time and trusted him completely. He said Simon had a brother and sister and that there was a strange chemistry between the three that he could not quite figure out, but he felt that Cole would get into Kristie�s fantasy very easily. He said the sister was a looker, but the younger brother was a little different. When asked to elaborate, Stan said it was hard to put a finger on it, but that the guy was not nearly as friendly as Cole or his sister. He said the sister has a daughter who he has heard gets her good looks from her mother. He said he has never met her but believes she lives in the area. George confirmed he had not met her either, but had heard the same story about her. We talked late into the evening, and even though it was late, I decided to not stay the night but instead to drive back home.
I got home and headed to bed trying to put the auction out of my mind. I tossed and turned all night, getting very little sleep. I could not sleep without my Kristie�s warm firm body up against me in bed. I usually slept with my hand on her naked ass. She told me she liked waking up and feeling my hand on her. It is surprising how something like that helps me sleep.
I had not set the alarm, but the sun shining into the room through the curtains woke me. I knew I had to force myself to get up and get cleaned up. After all, Erica was expecting me and although right now I was not in the mood for someone other than my own Kristie, I knew I had to get going otherwise I would be miserable the entire weekend.
Kristie knew how I would be and it was her wisdom that suggested I have Erica come to the house. Kristie thought Erica would be able to keep my thoughts off of what she was doing or was being done to her. The first thing I had to do was empty this bladder. I made my way into the bathroom and lifted the lid of the stool. With cock in hand, I was half trying to pee and half thinking about Kristie. Finally I got a stream flowing as I concentrated on hitting the stool. Even while I was pissing I was thinking of the times when Kristie would come in behind me and take my cock in her hands and aim my stream. She would giggle when I would tell her to stop, but she refused to let go before I was drained. The difference between those times and now was that my cock was now limp, when Kristie did it, she made sure I was up and ready to stuff her cunt with a hard fuck tool. Shit, it has only been a few hours and I am already missing her. I turned and looked at myself in the mirror. I was actually talking to myself when I said, �Hey asshole, you did this to yourself. Now get your ass in the shower and get dressed.�
As I dried off, I was trying to decide what to wear. It is hot outside so a pair of shorts and a t-shirt would be good. I am going to be taking this off when I get to Erica�s apartment, so why not go with as little as possible. That settles it, I am going commando. No underwear for me until Monday. Shave my face and put a little cologne on for Erica�s benefit.
Heading down the stairs I grabbed a banana for a quick breakfast. On my way out the door I snatched the house key and Keys for my Mercedes S-Class S550 convertible. It was the second love in my life. I knew I was supposed to be at Erica�s apartment at 10:00, but it is only 8:30. I can�t wait any longer, I hope she is up. I really need her right now. I know she can get me out of this slump, or at least I hope so.
I jumped into my car and it roared to life. My car is my most expensive extravagance. I stepped on the gas and shot down the street, hopeful the cops were not patrolling the area. Erica did not live very far away and I was desperate to hold her.
Pulling into her drive I practically jumped out of the car and ran to her door. I rang the bell and could hear movement inside. I saw the side window curtain moving as someone inside was looking out to see who was here. I was so anxious it seemed like it was taking an eternity for her to open the door. At the sound of the deadbolt lock retracting I almost kicked the door in. Erica opened the door and said, �Boss, I was not expecting you for another hour and a half. I just got out of bed and am not ready.�
�I couldn�t wait any longer. As for getting out of bed, get your ass back in there right now. Remember I promised to check and make sure your bed was okay and you promised my wife you would take care of me?�
She giggled and said, �You crazy man. Come on in.� I stepped inside and closed the door, locking it behind me. I grabbed her and threw her face down across my shoulder. I felt her arms wrap around my chest from behind me as she hung across my shoulder like a large sack of potatoes. She was laughing as I held tight the back of her thighs on our way to her bedroom. Her apartment was small and laid out in a traditional floor plan, making it easy for me to navigate to her bedroom without directions. I laid her across her bed and said, prepare yourself to get fucked little girl.
In a falsetto little girls voice she asked, �Mister, are you the big bad wolf?�
�Yes, little girl and I am here to fuck you with my big hard cock.�
�Oh dear, of dear. What can I do?�
�There is actually only one option open to you my dear, submit yourself fully to my cock and maybe you will survive the weekend.�
We both were laughing as I dropped my shorts and pulled my t-shirt over my head.
�Oh, my what a big cock you have Mr. Big Bad Wolf.�
�All the better to fuck your precious cunt with my pretty little thing.�
Erica said, �I am obviously out of options. If you must and it my only chance of surviving the attack, go ahead and ravish my body,� as she spread her arms and legs wide to receive me into her body.
Master kept walking with my leash firmly in his hand. He tugged on the leash pulling me up next to him. As we walked in the hotel parking lot I felt his hand on my bare ass. He squeezed the flesh of my ass and looked at me without saying a word. When we reached his car, he opened the passenger door and motioned with his hand for me to get in the vehicle. From his pocket he pulled the wrist restraints I had worn the night before. �Give me your hands.� I raised my hands from my lap submissively allowing him to secure the cuffs tightly around each wrist. Once they were on my wrists, he commanded me, �Lean forward and put your wrists together behind your back.� I obeyed and he fastened them together. �Lean back and get comfortable.�
I scooted my ass forward in the seat making room for my wrists. He then extended the seat belt and secured it locking me into the seat. After buckling the belt, he closed my door and walked around to the driver�s door. I glanced at his pants just before he started to enter the car and was pleased to see the swell of his hard cock. Once he was seated in the car he looked at me, and I don�t mean he just glanced at me. He was staring ab me as if trying to memorize every detail. He scanned my body from head to toe. When our eyes once again met he said, �You did very well back there. I am very proud of you and how you have embraced your role and this adventure. I was extremely proud of you back there in the lobby.�
�Thank you Master.�
�It is not my intention to break the mood, but would you please tell me what you are feeling right now. I really would like to know what is going through your mind.�
�Master, that is a little difficult to do, but I will try. First of all, I am feeling a level of embarrassment that has been increasing on an upward climb since last night when I was put on display before the auction began. I have never felt anything like this in my life, but even with the embarrassment and humiliation of the scene, I am extremely aroused from this experience. It is such an arousing experience for me as a woman to give all control of my body to you, knowing you own me as your sex slave or a piece of property. I keep telling myself I am not a person, but I am your property and yours to use as you want. This helps me to put myself into the role of my fantasy. Anything you can do to emphasize this only makes my fantasy that much more enjoyable and real. I realize this is likely a fantasy for you as well.
Simply giving this control to a man I knew would be exhilarating, but giving it to a handsome masculine stranger escalates it to a much higher level. I have always thought of myself as being submissive, but I have never before been this submissive. I get my excitement by knowing you are in total control and my only responsibility is to obey and to do everything I can to make you happy without concern to my own pleasure. The vulnerability of being bound only heightens my submissive arousal. I did not ask to be bound for the trip home, but you taking it upon yourself to do this is like you are reading my mind. I want to be used. My pleasure is not a concern. I get pleasure by making you happy and giving pleasure to you and others through their use of my body, or rather the use of your property. I don�t want to be abused or seriously hurt and I trust you totally to not allow that to happen. It is that trust that you will protect me that lets me full submit myself to you.� Looking at him I asked, �Master, does this make sense?�
�I respect you so much and my respect for women is very important. It is a very new experience for me to tell a woman what to do and to not focus on her pleasure. The punishment I gave you this morning was so exciting. I can�t explain it but inflicting pain on such a beautiful and submissive woman was very difficult, but also aroused me more than I ever thought possible. I am still processing why this arouses me so much, but I accept that it does.�
He then leaned over and kissed me as only a man who has taken a woman as his property can. After the kiss ended my feeling of being this man�s possession grew even stronger.
�Slave, we are both feeling this arousal for different reasons. I hope you enjoy this as much as I am enjoying having you as my slave. I would like you to think about something. The question is very serious and I want your answer only after you have had several hours to think about it. Sometime late tomorrow evening I will ask for your answer. You are not obliged to give me an answer if it is too uncomfortable, but if you are so inclined I would appreciate knowing your thoughts.�
He paused for a moment and kept looking at me. I could not imagine what this question was regarding and was a little nervous with his seriousness. After what seemed like an eternity, he continued.
�Granted we have much more time to enjoy this experience, but I am so attracted to your beauty, as well as your submissiveness, it is tearing my heart apart to think of your husband picking you up and me never again seeing you or experiencing the emotions I am currently feeling for you. My question is regarding our continued relationship, or lack thereof. If you do go back to your husband, do you see any way we can maintain some type of relationship? If so, what do you see that relationship being? If there was an ongoing relationship, would it be with your husband�s knowledge of the relationship or is it something that would have to clandestine? Mind you I am not a home wrecker and am not trying to tempt you, but I only wish to know your thoughts and desires for our relationship after midnight tomorrow night.�
�I hope I have not scared you, but please think about it, and if our time together has been something you wish to forget and put behind you I will accept that decision. If you find the answer too uncomfortable to discuss and wish to have more time to think about it, let me know when I ask tomorrow. If when I ask again, you feel you can give me an answer, I would be so grateful to know your thoughts on the matter.�
Nodding my head, I said, �Yes Master, I will think on this important matter and try to be ready to answer you when you believe the time is appropriate.�
�Excellent, now let me take you to my home and we can continue our adventure down the path of sexual debauchery.�
He put the keys in the ignition and started the car. As we pulled onto the highway, I felt his hand on my thigh. He squeezed my flesh and pulled on my thigh spreading me open for his gaze. I looked down and could see the glistening of the sunlight off the wetness between my legs. I could not remember anytime I had been in a state of arousal such as this for such an extended period of time.
I love my husband, but this experience was making me the happiest I had been in a very long time. At present I wanted nothing more than to please this man next to me. I was excited he was exerting total control over my every move. Then my mood was dampened as I thought of the question Master had asked. What would I tell him when he asked for an answer and the time came for me to do so?
I should not have been surprised when we slowly pulled off the road and up to a huge gate. He pressed a remote control and the gate began to open opening the path to a long tree lined driveway. Master lived in what could only be called a mansion. It was huge! A sudden panic hit me, there is no way he lives here alone. How many other people must live or work here? There goes my level of stress on the rise, but I have no option. I just need to do as I am instructed. Anyway, my arms are getting cramped locked together behind my back. I can�t even unfasten my seat belt or open the car door. I am truly helpless in my current condition. Why does this excite me so much? All the way here he usually had one hand on the steering wheel and one between my legs. I was literally sitting in a pool of my own natural lubrication.
As we approached the house Master turned to me and said, �Slave, the permission to speak freely is now revoked. You will only answer questions directed at you. If you have any questions you may ask, but if I feel the question was unnecessary, you may be punished, so be sure to ask only very important questions.�
As he finished he opened his door and walked around to open my door. He reached across my body and unfastened my seatbelt. He used his hands to close my thighs and lifted my legs turning me 90 degrees to face the house. With my feet on the driveway, he kissed my lips and pinched my nipple through my very tiny bikini top. Taking hold of my leash I felt a slight tug on my neck. I stood on the driveway on my 5 inch stiletto heels. He led the way up the steps to the entry door with me following him one step and to his left. He opened the massive door with me following into a very impressive entryway. A huge chandelier hung just beyond the door. I heard footsteps and caught myself as I started to panic. I did not move from the spot he had left me.
�Simon, what do you have?�
Looking at me he said, �Erica, this is my brother Eric. Eric, this is my slave until midnight tomorrow. She has a fantasy of being auctioned and used as a sex slave. I purchased her last night at the auction. You will likely see her from time to time around the house. Do not be shocked. She will be either naked or very provocatively dressed.�
�Erica?�
Master answered, �Yes, that is not her real name, but you know the hots I have for Donna�s daughter, our niece. I had to come up with a name for her so I figured this would give me the chance to have a little fantasy of my own. A little fantasy involving some Uncle/Niece incest.�
Eric grinned and after examining me very closely looked at me and asked, �May I touch?�
Master answered, �She has no say in how she is treated. You must ask me for anything you would like as it pertains to her. And, yes you may touch her anywhere you like, but anything beyond touching with your hands, or having her touch you must be first cleared through me. There are certain rules and conditions I have agreed to and those must not be violated and I do not wish to discuss them, so please ask me for anything other than what I just permitted.�
�Anything you say big brother. She really is magnificent, old boy. Can I see more?�
�Erica, remove your C-String and top so my brother can get a better look at your female charms.�
As if either of these concealed much, I obeyed Master�s command. Eric moved closer wrapping his hand around my tit. His hand was very rough and felt good on my skin. He bent forward and licked my nipple eliciting an involuntary moan from me.
�Oh yes, she is a hot one. You will have to let me in on your secrets and let me have a chance at the next auction.�
�You think I want to have to compete against you? You are such a horn dog your sense of money disappears and you would give away the family fortune.�
�Likely so, I have no common sense when it comes to beautiful women, and big brother you have out done yourself on this one. I would really like to take this one up to my bedroom and dip my cock in that luscious cunt.�
�Eric, did you not hear me? You may touch here and you may have her touch you. You can penetrate her mouth, but none of her other fuck holes. You may get an opportunity to use her later, but for now you are not to put your cock in her cunt or her ass. Do you understand?�
�Yes, yes, I hear you. I don�t like it, but I do understand. I just hope I get a chance at that cunt before you relinquish ownership.�
�We will see, and it is very likely you will get to sample her before she leaves. We must go now so I can show her where she will be staying while here.�
�Good day Ms. Erica. I do hope you enjoy your stay here and that my brother gives you the proper level of attention.�
I could not help but wonder about the dynamics between the two brothers. Master�s brother seemed like a man who takes what he wants. I wondered if he would respect his brother�s demands regarding me. I certainly hope so. He was not a man I was attracted to in the least.
With my hands still fastened behind me, but now wearing only my wrist restraints, collar and the plug in my ass, Master tugged on my leash and led me up a winding staircase to the second floor. When we reached the top, he led the way down the hall with his hand planted firmly on my ass. I could feel him playing with the base of the plug in my ass. �You are to have this firmly inserted in you unless you are cleaning yourself or my cock is using your ass. I will be using your ass at least once, but likely multiple times. It is such a pretty ass, how could anyone who owns it be expected to pass up using it a little? The plug will also give you a level of protection against some who may want to use your ass without my permission.�
As he was talking about this, I was wondering about the similarity between the name Eric and Erica. Obviously the niece was named after Master�s brother, but why? Hopefully I would learn more by keeping my ears open. It was obvious I could not ask, at least not now.
�Here we go, this is my bedroom and where you will spend a substantial amount of your time while at my home.�
�Before we do anything else, I must enjoy my slave a little. Turn around and I will unfasten your wrists.�
I did as commanded and felt him unfastening the restraints.
�When I get all this off, I want you to take a shower and clean yourself for me. I want you properly cleaned for any manner I wish to use you. Do not overlook anything. Do you understand?�
I nodded my head.
He had finished unfastening my wrists and it felt good to stretch my arms and get the blood circulating.
�Bend over and I will remove your plug so you can attend to your ass as I have instructed.�
As I bent at the waist I felt his fingers grip the base of the plug and twist it as he gently pulled it out. It was painful as my sphincter slipped over the widest part, then subsided as it then slid closed as the plug narrowed and then exited my body.
I slipped my shoes from my feet. I looked at Master as if to question the collar. He thought a minute and said, �Here let me remove the collar while you bathe, but I will put it back on when you get out of the bath.� He then picked up a phone next to the bed and pushed two buttons. He waited a few moments, then said, �Mary, can you please come up to the Master bath and draw a bath for my guest? Great, thank you.�
I looked at him as if to ask what this was all about, but knew I had not been given permission to speak and would find out in just a few minutes anyway. Standing there totally naked, Master looked at me and said, �That was Mary. She is my maid and she is aware I was attending the auction last night. I told her if I won I would be needing her assistance with you. You will obey her as if her words were coming from me, do you understand?�
Again I nodded my head.
�Good.�
Facing away from the door I heard the latch and the squeak of the hinges. �Mary, come in. This is Erica, and yes that is not her real name. You know the hots I have for my niece.�
�Yes Sir, I certainly do. She is very pretty.�
�Yes she is, isn�t she? Would you be so kind as to please draw a warm bath for her and wash her body for me? She has been in a high state of arousal this morning and I do want a fresh cunt to dip my cock in.�
�Certainly, sir. I am pleased to prepare her for you. Are there any special instructions or preparations you would like?�
�Now that you mention it, after you have her makeup and perfume applied, please install this and secure her to my bed facing up.� Indicating he wanted this maid to put the butt plug back in me. How much more humiliating could this get? A woman she had never met was being instructed as a part of her domestic chores to bathe me and install a butt plug in my ass.
�Thank you Mary. I will leave her in your care. Looking at me he said the same rules apply, you only speak if Mary asks you a question of if she gives you permission. Do you understand she now has temporary control of my slave?�
I nodded my head.
�Very good. Mary call me if you need me. Please come get me when she is ready for me to use.�
�Yes sir, I am sure we will not have any problems. I am going to enjoy preparing her for you.�
With that Master left the room closing the door on his way out.
�Stand right there and I will get the water ready.�
I did not say anything, and stood as ordered. Mary was not an unattractive woman, as all. She was dressed in a French Maid uniform which I thought was ironic. She did look good in it and filled it out nicely. I guessed her to be about my age, maybe a little older. She was a little taller than me at probably about 5 feet 6 inches. Her breast was not overly large, probably a C or maybe a D cup. She had a tiny waist and long shapely legs. She wore pumps with a 3 inch heel. I was impressed with her, but was not sure what was about to happen.
�Come here Erica. The water is ready.�
Walking into the master bath I saw Mary had slipped her dress off and was wearing only her half cup bra, g-string, garter belt and nylons.
�We need to hurry, Mr. Cole is waiting and we have quite a bit to do. Step into the tub and sit. I will wash you.�
Her touch was gentle as she lathered my skin and washed me. As she worked, she talked. Obviously I could not respond, but just listen.
�Mr. Simon is a very generous man. He was so excited he was asked to be part of the auction. Yes, I know all about it and about your fantasy. I know how your husband arranged for strangers to bid on you. I don�t yet know all the details of how it was handled since I have not talked to Mr. Simon since he left here yesterday to attend the auction. Miss, do not worry, I do not judge you. I think it would be exciting and I admire you to have the courage to live your fantasy. Today will likely be pretty intense, but I assure you Mr. Simon is a very considerate man. There is little doubt he can get into the role of �slave owner�, but it is just a role and he would never hurt you. You may have figured out that after we are done and I have you all fixed up for him, I am to tie you spread on the mattress of his bed. I will then close the door. I will tell Mr. Simon you are ready. He may make you wait for him, but knowing him as I do, I doubt he will be able to wait very long, knowing you are prepared and waiting for his attention.�
I am permitted to give you the opportunity to speak freely. You have my permission to do so, but when I leave the room, you must not speak except as Mr. Simon instructs.
�Do you have any questions of me?�
�Yes, ma�am but what do I call you?�
�My name is Mary, but to keep your role intact as a purchased sex slave, I think it best for you to call me Mistress.�
�Mistress, how long have you worked for Master?�
�I came here as his parent�s maid when I was 18. That was 15 years ago. His father was the man of the house then, but five years ago, both of his parents were killed in a car accident. Mr. Simon, his brother and sister took over the family business and I became their employee. Mr. Simon is the oldest and he runs everything. I think you met Eric when you arrived. Their sister Elizabeth has a daughter. She is the only child of the three. She is a very pretty young lady. Mr. Simon thinks a lot of you to have given you her name. Sorry I gave more information that I probably should have, but I am very proud of the Cole family and love working for them. They are a wonderful and very wealthy family.�
All this time Mary had been washing me and I was loving the attention and the feel of having someone pamper me like this. �Miss, you need to stand up so I can clean between your legs. Mr. Simon is going to be using that part of you quite a bit, I am sure. We need to make sure it is squeaky clean.�
I did as instructed and felt her bare hand on my skin. �You feel very nice. I do need to clean inside your pussy and your bottom. I will use a douche on you and then when you get out of the tub I will give enemas until you are as clean on the inside as you are on the outside. Men sure do like putting their cocks in our bottoms, don�t they?�
I smiled and said, �Yea Mistress it seems like they do. I actually like for a man to use my ass.�
�I know some women do. It is okay, but I like feeling them in my pussy.�
�Mistress, it is really none of my business and if you don�t want to answer, I understand, but are you and Master intimate? What I mean is does he fuck you?�
Smiling Mary answered, �I probably should not say this, but if you will keep it between us, Mr. Simon and I played around quite a bit when I first arrived. He is older than be and liked having some 18 year old pussy to play with. Understand, I was totally in favor of that, but after their parents were killed, he did not feel it was appropriate so he no longer pleasured me with his big tool. Recently he has invited me into his room a few times, but it is not a regular thing. Just seems to happen when we are both here alone and we both are in need of some close contact with another human.�
�I see.�
�Missy, Mr. Simon is a wonderful man, but does not have time for the ladies. That is why I was so happy he was invited to the auction. I was pretty sure he would win if he liked what he saw. I can see why he liked what he saw. You are very pretty.�
Blushing, I said, �Thank you Mistress. You are very kind.�
She finished with the douche to clean my vagina and gave me four enemas before she was convinced I was clean enough. After the second one I was clean, but she liked filling my colon and said she wanted to make sure I was clean for her Mr. Simon.
She brushed my hair and applied my makeup. After applying perfume to my breasts and the inside of my thighs, she told me it was time for her to secure me to the bed. I asked, �Why does he want me tied to the bed?�
�Miss, you don�t understand men very well if you don�t know the answer to that. They like it when you are helpless and they have total control.�
�I understand the control issue, but I have given myself to him without question. I have done everything he has asked.�
�Yes, true as that may be, men still like seeing their women tied and helpless. It is sort of like the question as to why does it arouse some men to inflict pain on a woman. It is something in their psyche that is triggered by inflicting pain. Same for the women who like being on the receiving end of the pain. Do you like the pain you feel at the hands of a man?�
�Well, if inflicted in a sexual way to increase their level of arousal, I get pleasure, but I don�t think it is from the actual pain, but rather the fact I know the man is being aroused by causing me pain. It is all so confusing, but I do know when a man gets aroused inflicting pain on me, my level of arousal is also increased.�
�I bet if you really thought about it, you not only are aroused by letting the man inflict pain, but deep down you also like the pain. You may not realize it, but that is something for a psychiatrist to figure out.� She laughed and said, �It is time for me to install your plug. Bend over the back of the chair and hold your cheeks apart with your hands.�
I bent of the chair she had indicated and gripped one of my buttocks with each hand and held them apart.
�Excellent, now stay like that while I put some lubricant inside you. We don�t want him to hurt you more than necessary when he puts his cock in you, now do we?� I felt the cold tip of a tube of lubricant and felt the cold thick paste enter me as she squeezed the tube to fill me.
�There that should make it easier for both him and you. Stay like you are, I am putting the plug in you now.� Just before I felt the plug go in me, I felt Mary kiss my asshole then lick it. She didn�t say anything but I know what I felt. Then I heard her say, �The plug will hold the lubricant in you and also stretch you, making it easier for your Master to use that pretty little ass of yours. Now it is time for me to tie up your Master�s prize possession for his use. Please lay on the bed.�
I laid on my back and Mary told me to move to the center. She opened a drawer and withdrew four long lengths of white cotton rope. It was soft, but strong. �No this is not an everyday thing. It was purchased just in the event he brought a sex slave home from the auction. He told me if he did, he wanted to be ready to tie her up and use her right away. I figure you have already felt his cock in you, but this is something he wanted to save for his bed here.�
She tied each piece of the rope down low beneath the mattress securing them to a corner of the bed. Taking my left ankle in hand I watched her as she looped the rope around it several times and tied my leg off tight. Pulling my right ankle tight she repeated the procedure. Wrapping he rope around my right wrist she pulled and tied it off. She walked around the bed and asked me if I needed anything before she finished. I shook my head no and she took my left hand and tied it in the same manner. I was stretched, but not painfully so, to the four corners of the bed. Mary then surprised me as she placed a blindfold over my eyes. I had not expected that. Once she had it tied tightly behind my head, I felt her lips on mine and she gave me a passionate, but tender kiss. Her soft lips felt nice. I felt her soft fingers stroke my clit and then heard her say, �Little one, I am leaving now. I am sure you will enjoy your Master�s firm touch.�
With the blindfold in place, it was impossible to know what time it was. I had heard the door hinges give a slight squeak as Mary left and all was silent now except for the tick, tick, tick of a nearby clock. I had not noticed the clock before, but being blinded does increase the sensitivity of your other senses. It suddenly occurred to me, what if someone else comes into the room other than my Master? Anyone opening the door would see a naked and bound woman on the bed. I would not be able to stop anyone from fucking me or doing anything to me. My arms and legs were tied and I was helpless. I would not even know who had taken me since I wore a blindfold preventing me from seeing anything. This was the second time in less than 24 hours I was wearing a blindfold and available to anyone to touch and use my body as they wished. Remembering my earlier acceptance that nothing that happens is my fault. I am relieved of any guilt since I am only a sex slave here for my Master�s use or anyone he decides to let use me. My wishes have no effect on what happens. I must remember, my purpose is only to bring my Master pleasure by letting him use me or letting him allow others to use me.
How long has it been? When will my Master return and use me? I continued to wait for something to happen. Just as I was about to give up hope, I heard the squeak of the door opening. I then head it shut and heard what sounded like the click of the door being locked. Was this my Master, or someone else? My anxiety was building as I wondered who it was. I could hear the rustling of clothes. I figured whoever is was, they were getting undressed. The stress as to the identity of this person, was too much. I blurted out, �Master is that you?� No answer. Who could it be? Wouldn�t my Master answer me? Was this someone he had given permission to use me, or was it possible someone else was in the house and Master did not know this person had wandered into his bedroom? Was this going to be a rape? Was I about to be raped by someone who might hurt me? Was my body about to be used by someone who wanted to really hurt me? Someone who did not know my safe words, and even if he did know, would not care? Once again, �Master please, is that you?� I felt the bed sag under the weight of someone getting on the bed with me. This person�s body was touching me. I felt legs between my legs. I then felt a hard cock touching my cunt. If I was going to be raped, I would not fight. Maybe he would just cum in me and leave. I could endure that, I thought. That is when I felt the cock being pushed into me. One massive thrust and I was filled. I could feel the testicals in the full scrotum of the man whose cock was deeply in me as it rested against my ass. The plug in my ass made the fullness even that much more noticeable. As I laid there waiting to be used for this man�s pleasure, I heard what was music to my ears.
�Yes, my pet, it is your Master�s cock filling his slave�s cunt.� I was so relieved upon hearing his voice, that if my arms had been free, I would have hugged him so tight and shoved my tongue down his throat. I then heard the words that brought a chill to my whole body. �Who gave my slave permission to speak?�
Oh crap. In my state of panic, I had spoken without permission. I said the only thing permitted, �Nobody Master.�
�Just as I thought. I am going to use my slave and we will discuss the best way to take corrective action so it does not happen again. Prepare yourself, my little pet, your Master is very much in need of the use of his slave. You are about to be used to bring your Master much pleasure. Does this please my slave?�
�Yes Master, very much. Your slave wants her Master to receive pleasure from using his property in whatever manner it will bring him the most satisfaction.�
�Very good my pet. Your Master intends to get much pleasure now from the use of his property.�
With that he withdrew his cock to almost pulling out of my cunt and then slammed the full hard length back into me as deep as he could thrust it. It felt like he had rammed up against and possibly even entered by cervix. Again and again my pussy took this battering of his cock. The pain subsided and as the pain gave way, I was looking forward to the next violent thrust. My cunt was wet and hungry for my Master�s hot thick cum. I never wanted a man to fill me with his cum more than I wanted his. I was delirious, but was not allowed to say anything. I heard my Master�s voice as the thrusting of his cock began to relent.
�Slave, you are not permitted to cum until given permission. You will take every drop of your Master�s cum. You are permitted to speak only to ask permission to cum. If you cum without permission, you will be punished.
Shit, what was I going to do? I was on the edge of cumming right now. How could I delay an orgasm this powerful? �Master, may your slave cum?�
�No�
I felt his cock battering my cunt and I needed to cum so desperately. �Master, your slave needs to cum.�
�Is my slave�s need to cum more important than her Master�s need for pleasure?�
This was a trick question, my needs would never be more important that his. Even though I knew his pleasure had priority, how could I prevent it? �No, Master�s need for pleasure using his slave�s body is the only thing of importance.�
�Good, slave agrees Master�s pleasure is more important. Slave agrees her need to cum is secondary to her Master�s needs.�
I knew I was screwed. The stimulation, to my clit, was quickly reaching the point of no return and when it crested, I knew I would be in trouble. I could not win. I screamed out as the muscles in my pussy clamped down hard on Master�s cock. My juices drenched my Master�s cock as a very intense orgasm flooded over me.
My Master did not let up and if anything the thrusting became ever stronger. I could not hold him or do anything but lay there tied to the bed as his cock was used like a battering ram in my cunt. I felt his body stiffen as he thrust his cock deep into me. He held his cock there as I felt the pulsations from his cock inject his hot thick cum deep inside me. Being used as his cum dump was very satisfying. Knowing I had brought him pleasure was all I wanted. I knew I was in trouble for cumming without permission.
He laid there on top of me as he had done last night. His cock was still lodged deep in me, but different from last night when I chose to support his weight, now I was tied spread eagle and had no choice. I did know laying on me made him happy and that made me happy. I laid there quietly as I felt his cock start to shrink, but even shrunken it still did not slip out of me. I liked feeling his manhood in me. I was in my element with the knowledge this man�s use of my body was providing him pleasure. It did not matter this was not my husband, it was the man who had control of me and to whom I had been sold for the purpose of providing him sexual enjoyment.
I drifted off to sleep and was not awaken until I felt my Master move his body off me. He kissed me on the forehead and told me he had really enjoyed using me, but would have to punish me for disobeying him. He gave me a little smile when he said that last part. I knew then I had been set up to fail. It was obvious he held back until after I had cum so he could have the enjoyment of punishing me. I knew he wanted to cause me pain and that would give us both an increased desire for more passionate sex. Now the question was what would this punishment entail? Would it be a spanking like before, or something else?
As I laid on the bed, the contents of my cunt drained onto the bed soaking the area immediately beneath my ass and thighs. The volume of our combined cum was enough to soak a rather large area.
Mary was summoned again. The first time had been embarrassing, but this time was much more so. She had been instructed to reposition me for my Master�s use. She would see cum continue to drain from my cunt and add to the pool of fluids already on the bed.
When she opened the door, Master was wearing a robe, but I was stark naked just as she had left me earlier.
�Mary, would you mind moving the bindings securing my slave�s arms and legs to the head of the bed?�
�Not at all sir. I think that will be an excellent position for you to get maximum benefit of her body.�
�I was thinking the same. This position will give me access to her cunt and her ass. You did prepare her ass for me, correct?�
�Yes sir, she is ready to take your thick manhood up her ass. Sir, she will enjoy it more if you push into her body as far as you can.�
�Fantastic. Please unplug her ass for my use?�
�Yes sir. I will do that just as soon as I have her legs tied. I like this position. Her ass will be pointing up and the lube I already put in her will not leak out when I pull the plug.�
�You are a genius Mary. I don�t know what I would do without you. Did you get a chance to taste her cunt juice earlier?�
�No sir, I did not want to make a mess of her before you were able to use her. Sir, I did kiss her ass and lick it to make sure it was clean enough for you.�
�I appreciate that Mary, but I do want you to sample her cunt before we have to return her. That cunt of hers does produce a very sweet nectar. Her other Master should consider bottling it and selling it.� They both laughed at that.
�Okay dear, I am going to clean you up a little and move your legs to a better position for your Master�s use.�
I felt her get a warm wash cloth and wash the outside of my cunt. She then untied the ropes from the bed, but left them still tied securely to my ankles. One at a time she pulled the ropes over my head tying them to the headboard in the same location tor ropes for my wrists had been tied. This had the effect of doubling me over with my legs spread over me, on each side of my head. My asshole was pointing at the ceiling. I then felt her grip the base of the butt plug that had been in me since I was first secured to the bed. She looked at me and said, �Honey in this position your asshole is really stretched tight, so this may hurt a more than usual. I am going to be as gentle as possible, because I don�t want to damage your Master�s property or cause him to not be able to enjoy your tight little hole. If you feel the need to scream, you have permission to do so. I will twist it and pull it free.� I felt her twist it and could feel my tight sphincter was stretched but was holding it firmly. She then started pulling and as she had predicted the pain was intense. I could tell she was trying to be gentle, but the stretching was so painful I let out a scream I know everyone in the house could have heard.
I could feel her fingers checking my asshole, and entering me as she inspected it for damage. She was then talking to Master as if I was not even there. �There you go sir. I know that was very painful, but I don�t see any damage to her cute little ass. It would be such a shame to damage something that cute. She is now ready to feel your manhood enter her. I hope you enjoy that tight little hole of hers.�
�Mary I have every intention of enjoying it. You can stay and watch if you would like.�
Upon hearing I was thinking to myself, �Oh, please no, please don�t stay and watch him fuck my ass.�
�Thank you sir, I wish I could but there are so many things I need to do before your guests arrive for the party this evening. Maybe I can watch you with her some other time before you have to give her back.�
�Sounds good. Are both Eric and Elizabeth going to be able to attend this evening?�
�Yes sir, as I understand both are really looking forward to the party.�
�Too bad my niece can�t come. Her mother did not think it would be appropriate. She is probably right, but it would be fun to see her reaction.�
�Yes, sir I agree. Erica probably could not have come anyway. Elizabeth said Erica is busy this weekend. Something about her boss needing her assistance. Elizabeth didn�t know any of the details.�
�She has really done well for herself as the secretary to that vice-president of that company she is with. I can�t remember the name of the company, but Elizabeth said she really likes working for this guy.�
�Good for her. Erica is such a smart and pretty young lady. She looks a lot like her mother.�
I was listening to this conversation and thought to myself, could it be, but then dismissed the idea as being just a coincidence. After all Erica was not all that uncommon for a woman�s name. Mike�s Erica and Master�s niece could not be the same, could they? What were the odds of that happening? And what was this about a party tonight? It sounds like I am to be busy this evening. It would not surprise me if this party involves me being the guest of honor as well as the entertainment.
Mary left the room closing the door behind her. Master climbed on the bed and stood over me looking at my upturned ass. �Little pet, you have such a cute ass. I am so anxious to feel my cock in you and feel just how tight that little hole is. I can hardly wait to feel it squeeze my cock. I doubt I will be able to fuck your ass as hard as I have fucked your cunt. We will take it slow while I enjoy the feeling of sinking deep into your bowels. I do hope you enjoy this, I know I will.�
I felt him spit on my ass to give his cock a little lubrication to assist entry. I knew I had plenty of lube in my ass, but there was very little on the outside. I felt his cock touch my ass. The nerves surrounding my anus made his touch feel really good, but I knew those same nerves were not going to like being stretched like what I knew was going to be necessary to get this large breeding tool in me.
Looking at me he said, �You are free to speak, yell, or scream as I fuck your ass. You can say anything you like, but the only thing that will mean anything is if you use one of the three words we discussed last night. Remember baby, those words were �Pause�, �Yellow� and �Red�. You do remember what each of those does to the activity, correct?�
�Yes Master.�
�One more thing, just as before, if you want to cum you must have permission first.�
�Yes Master.�
Smiling, he said, �I have been looking forward to this since I first saw you secured to that pole last night.�
I felt a steady and increasing pressure against my asshole as he pushed against my tiny hole trying to push his cock through it and enter my body. I was determined to take him and let him experience the tightest hole his cock had ever been in, but I could not guarantee I would not cry or scream during the process. The pressure kept building and the pain started to become much more intense. �Master, can you please use more lubrication? I don�t want his slave�s asshole injuring my Master�s cock.�
He smiled and said, �I like that my slave is concerned about her Master�s cock. After all if Master�s cock was injured, how could his slave give him pleasure with her body?�
I thought to myself, that was luck. I am so happy I phrased it like that. I felt his cock withdraw and he stepped into the bathroom where Mary had left the tube of lube on the counter. He came back stroking his cock coating it with a liberal application of lube. He also applied more to the outside of my anus. The coldness of the lube felt good.
�That should make it less painful for you. Let�s try this again.�
Once again I felt the pressure and the accompanying pain as he pressed against me. �Yes Master, give your slave your cock. Your slave�s ass is the perfect place for her Master�s cock. Push Master, impale your slave on your cock!�
I could feel his cock forcing my sphincter to stretch and allow entry, but it was so thick and he had just started to enter me. The increasing pain was so intense my scream was out before I could stop it. �Push Master, push that magnificent cock into your slave, please fuck your slave�s ass. Please Master!� Again another scream and I felt the glans of his cock slip past my sphincter and he stopped. I was panting as I felt the pain, but realized with the glans in me, there was very little additional stretching my sphincter would have to endure. Most of the stretching required was done, now the biggest challenge was to take a little more gradual stretching as the full length of his shaft entered me. I was confident I could do this for him. The determination for me to make this the best fuck yet of his slave was very strong as I concentrated on his breeding tool as it continued to enter my ass.
�Master I am so full. Fill your slave with your manhood. Slave loves her Master�s cock. Make your slave feel the full length. Please Master, fill me with your hard meat. Slave loves her masculine Master�s cock.�
Wait! Did I just tell him I love him? Regardless of my passion, I can�t say stuff like that. It is not fair to my Master to say that to him. I have a loving husband at home. This fantasy ends tomorrow night. Or at least it is supposed to end tomorrow. I have to be careful to not give him the wrong idea. This man is a magnificent lover and pushes all my buttons. He is a master at using his cock to bring me pleasure. He is proud of me, he said so, didn�t he? NO Kristie! Get your fucking mind back into fantasy mode and not thinking about this as a life-long change. Never!
�Erica, take Uncle�s cock all the way up in your tight ass.�
Okay, he was fantasizing I was his niece. I would play along and feed his fantasy just as he had been feeding mine. �Uncle Simon, fuck my ass. You have such a big thick cock. I know you have always wanted to fuck me and I have always dreamed of having my Uncle�s cum in my body.�
�I have always wanted to fuck you honey. Take Uncle�s cum in your ass.�
�Yes Uncle Simon. Fill me full. Make me a real woman. Use your niece�s ass. Let me know what it feels like to be a woman used by a real man for his pleasure. Your cock is the biggest I have ever seen, Uncle Simon.�
Master was now stroking in and out of my ass. The tightness of my ass gripping his cock was painful. I thought I would be able to stay out of trouble this time. I was pretty sure I would not be able to orgasm with this much pain, but I was enjoying being able to provide my Master his pleasure.
When he drove his cock deep in me and I felt him release another load of his cum into me, a sense of pride overcame me. I was proud his use of my body made him feel so good.
As he pulled himself from me he said, �Erica that was fantastic! I will send Mary up to release you and clean you up. Remember her commands are as if they came from me. After she has finished with you, you may roam the house and look anywhere you like. You may even enjoy going outside and seeing the grounds. Remember, you are to be naked. Inside the house you will wear your shoes but when outside on soft surfaces you may go barefoot. If you see anyone in the house or outside don�t worry, they have all been told to expect to see a naked white female on the property. You will find they are very respectful and will answer any of you questions. There will be a party tonight in your honor. Mary will tell you when she wants to get you ready for the party. Be sure you obey her. While you are exploring the grounds you have permission to initiate a conversation with anyone you see or answer their questions.�
Erica is a decent secretary, but this was amazing. Kristie was a genius knowing I would need a distraction while she was living her fantasy. Erica was exactly what I needed this morning. I was able to certify that her bed was very sturdy and was capable of withstanding very vigorous activity. Erica knows firsthand that the construction of her bed has been very well tested.
Reflecting back over the day, Erica has been a life saver. I was almost in a panic thinking about Kristie last night. When I saw Erica standing in the door, I was able to briefly move my concern for Kristie to the back of my mind and concentrate on this sexy little vixen standing before me. While my Kristie is a beautiful woman, Erica is what I consider cute. This does not mean she is not beautiful in her own right. Erica is younger than my Kristie by ten or eleven years. She has the energy typically seen in a young girl. Her playful attitude makes her a joy to be around. She has a cute little button nose and sparkling hazel eyes. She stands at only 5 feet 2 inches and does not even break the 100 pound mark on the scales. Her breasts are smaller than Kristie�s. Kristie can easily fill a C cup, while Erica�s fit nicely in a B cup. Her nipples are a pale rose color and stand quite proud on her firm mounds.
Today is the first time I have really seen Erica away from the office. Oh, yes, I have sampled Erica�s charms both with her kneeling behind my desk and on the couch in my large office, but it has always been in my office behind a locked door. Today I have been able to see a different Erica as she really let loose. She did not have to be concerned about phones, customers, visitors, or other executives. Today it was just her and I and she knew she had my wife�s blessing to do anything she and I wanted to do.
The moment I placed her on the bed and sank my cock in her warm wet pussy, my building tension over the events of last night seemed to fade. Not to say I forgot about Kristie, it is just that I had a more relaxed attitude over what events, unknown to me, were unfolding with her. Kristie is the most wonderful wife a man could have. Erica is quite a sexual dynamo, but she could never take my Kristie�s place. The fact is no woman could ever be able to complete me like Kristie.
After Erica had reduced my stress level, we laid in bed talking for quite a while. She got up and told me she was fixing breakfast and if I wanted to jump in the shower she would wait and take hers after we ate. She walked out of the bedroom stark naked and as I went into the shower I saw her busy in her own kitchen without a stitch of clothing. I quickly finished my shower and went in to find her wearing an apron that covered her breasts extending down to just below her pussy. I gave her a disapproving look and she knew exactly what I was upset with. She said, �Mr. Adams, know you like me naked, but I put this on because I was frying us some bacon. You would not want me to damage my tits, would you? After all I think they will see a lot of use this weekend.� She gave me the sweetest smile designed to capture the heart of virtually every strong willed man.
�Of course not, they are too pretty to risk bacon grease burns, as long as you intend on allowing me to dine with my sexy naked secretary by my side.�
�But of course. Just tell me what you need me to do, and I will be happy to serve your every need.� With a big smile she continues, �I can even take cock-tation, oh sorry, I meant dick-tation,� and then spun to face away from me. With her back to me I could see her naked and firm little ass cheeks.
�You are too much. You better be careful what you put on display. I am just a man and can�t help putting my cock in any cute little hole presented to me.�
�Oh, Mr. Adams. Would Mrs. Adams approve of your total lack of respect for the hired help?�
I just smiled and sat down at the table as she placed a delicious breakfast on the table. She sat down next to me and said, �Mr. Adams I am so excited about this weekend. I do hope Mrs. Adams lets us have more of these.�
�Honey, I don�t think you need to worry about that. In fact, if you don�t mind, you will probably find that she may join us when she is available. As fun as that sounds, this weekend is just about you and me.�
�You mean Mrs. Adams might really join us in bed?�
�She has mentioned she would like to and she thinks you are very cute.�
�Really? I am flattered, but...�
�But what?�
�Are you saying that Mrs. Adams is into girls?�
�You will have to talk to her about that, but yes, she has been with women and seems to enjoy herself. Don�t worry your pretty little head we will cross that bridge in the future. Remember, today is just about the two of us.�
�I like that.�
�You probably know this already, but men like to watch two women together. Have you ever been intimate with a woman?�
She was looking at her plate. It appeared she was too shy to answer my question.
�Erica, you can tell me. After all it is one of my kinks. I love watching two women enjoy each other. I think it is so sexy to watch them pleasure each other. Women know best what arouses the female body like no man could ever understand.�
�Mr. Adams, please don�t think bad of me, but yes I have experienced other women. One in particular, but I am too embarrassed to tell you who. Let�s just say she is someone I have known my entire life and am very close to. We have a very special relationship.�
�I really appreciate you sharing that with me. I hope one day you will trust me enough that you will be able to share her identity with me. I like learning you have someone special you can relax with and with whom you can share intimate moments. When you are ready, I would love to know who this person is and I promise you, anything you share with me will be held in the strictest confidence.� I reached under the table and gripped her thigh. She is so warm and sweet. I could easily have her move in with us and have two wonderful women to care for me. I smiled as I thought what a dream that would be.
�What?�
�What do you mean?�
�Why are you smiling so big? Are you laughing at me?�
�No baby, I was just thinking to myself about how fortunate I am to have both you and my wife. I would never laugh at you like that. I laugh at the funny things you do and the way your youth is displayed in your careless free spirit attitude.�
�Oh, okay, I thought you were laughing at something I told you.�
�No, baby, I am just so happy right now, I was smiling.�
Grabbing my arm and snuggling her face into it she said, �Me too, Mr. Adams, me too.�
We finished breakfast and I told her to get ready while I cleaned up the dishes. She gave me a cute quick peck on the cheek. I watched her naked little ass as she ran into her bedroom.
Continued in Part 6�Feedback: Please share your thoughts with me. I welcome any constructive criticism you may to help me improve my writing. If you did not like the story, simply saying �It Sucks� or some other equally intelligent comment is NOT constructive criticism for this story or that of any other author�s work.
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