She Welcomed Rape
(M+F+/f, rape, bdsm, spank)

by Kysa Braswell
www.kysaonline.com

It happens to the best of us. The daily groan and grind. Over and over, the same old monotonous stuff on an equally same old monotonous day. As fate would have it I grew bored with my stagnant day-to-day life and made a conscious resolve to change things, at least for a short time. Out of nowhere, I decided I needed a woman with whom I could be in complete control (or vice-versa, depending on the mood). I had never done any of the dominant or submissive roles before, to any great extent, but I had spent some time around folks who had. So I figured, what the hell, give it a try. I decided to take a break, and took some of my saved up vacation time. What the hell else was I going to use it for, if not for kicking back? I made a phone call to my sister up north, and after exchanging a short greeting, I told her I would love to come out that way and maybe visit for a spell. She said sure, and asked me whom I was bringing along. Here's how that part of our conversation went as follows:

Me: I have no one important enough to bring. I was hoping, perhaps, you might be able to set me up with someone... um... special. (She knew me well enough and knew, basically, what I was looking for.)

Sis: What, specifically, did you have in mind... as if I didn't already know?

Me: Your usual. Attractive blonde. Blue eyes. Petite at 5'0 tall, very full D-cup, 95-lbs. Ready, willing and able. I'm looking for only one thing - just to set the record straight.

Sis: I understand completely. Listen this might be your lucky day. Hold on a sec. (I heard some chatting and giggling in the background, and I could have sworn I heard my sister ask someone if they wanted to get laid.) I have someone here with me that I think you should speak with.

Me: Who is it?

Sis: Her name is Kysa, with an 'y'. Hold a sec. (more giggling)

Kysa: Hi!

Me: Hi! When are you going to take me home, beat me, and then rape me? (I still can't believe I said that! I stole the line from a movie, and I figured what the hell!)

Kysa: (giggling) When are you coming out?

Me: Tomorrow.

Kysa: (In a very sultry voice) I'll see you then.

Me: Great!

Sis: That about do it for ya? (more giggling)

Me: Depends! Is it what I asked for?

Sis:... and more, perhaps more than you can handle. Have I ever lied to you?

Me: Nope. See you tomorrow.

I booked a ticket and flew out the next day. Sis met me at the airport and drove me to her place, all the while telling me great things about Kysa. When we arrived, there were a number of her friends there, toking on a few joints. I joined in (peer pressure... you know the drill).

After about half an hour, I heard some familiar giggling, and looked up just in time to see an exquisite blue-eyed babe peeking around the doorframe, and she smiled. I found out later that she was sizing me up, but I never gave her a moment to think about what she saw.

Passing the joint back to the nearest person, I got up, took her by the hand, and led her out the back door. Without saying another word, I pulled her to me and planted a juicy kiss smack dab on her pretty, tender, red lips. She surprised me by putting her arms around my neck, kissing me with a passion I had not felt in a long time. Breathlessly, we broke away and she said, "You don't waste any time, do you?"   While still pressing her good-looking body tightly to my own, I said: "Who's got time to waste? You didn't exactly pull away from me you know. Besides, you look good enough to eat.

"To my everlasting delight, you showed up today, and you look as though you may need someone to take complete and absolute control of your life, if only for a little while."

Her reply amazed me, since I had never been so brazen before. She smiled and said: "I've never had anyone read my mind like that." The look in her eyes said it all. There was nothing else to do or say. Kysa was everything I imagined she would be.

She was very good looking. Attractive enough to make your teeth ache. Nicely formed and ready to play, as witnessed by the way she was pushing her crotch forward, pressing tightly against my own. We set up a time to meet, and I listed a few things she was to do to prepare for me. And from that moment to this, she let me take control.

Knowing the local area quite well, I decided on a plan. Looking directly into her crystal blue eyes, I told her "Go to the Mall. Go to Victoria's Secret. Purchase three sets of underclothes - bra, panties and garter belt. Get the sets in three different colors, light pink, white, and powder blue. Do you understand what I want?" She said, "Yes, but I don't really work, so the money."

I cut her off by saying; "I didn't ask you if you had money, did I?"

"No," she said, and looked down away from my gaze, embarrassed. I released my hold on her, opened my wallet, and handed her $200.00.

I said, "Purchase the items, and they had better be the correct size - I'll personally be checking the fit. You will wear the pink items with you under your clothes, out of the store. Do you understand what I want?"

"Yes." was her only answer.

"Go do it." I said firmly, and I added "I'll meet you at your place in exactly 2 hours. Don't be late."

She smiled, kissed me firmly once again, and left immediately. I figured the worst that could have happened is that I would never see her or the money again.

I asked my sister if I could borrow her extra car for the time I was here, but she was tossing the keys to me as I spoke the words. All she said was, "Happy trails!" I really love my sister. What a gal!

Now, Kysa didn't know it, but I followed her to the mall. She went inside and I followed from a safe distance. I couldn't believe it! She was actually going into Victoria's Secret and buying the items! I saw her through the store window as she was asking the clerk some questions.

She entered the dressing room, apparently to try on the items to make sure they were her size, and came back out to make the purchase at the counter. However, I noticed that she had all 3 sets of underclothes at the counter, and when the clerk rang them up, they were all placed into the bag, and Kysa left the store.

What a surprise she had when she came out and saw me standing there at the door looking stern. Before she could utter a word, I asked her if she had done what I told her to do. She said she had and I asked her if she was sure. She replied that she had.

"Follow me." I said, and led her by the arm into a long hallway off the main mall floor. It was currently deserted. Blocking the path in front of her so that nobody in the mall could see her, I turned, looked directly into her eyes, and said, "Lift up your skirt."

She looked at me as though I had slapped her in the face, but quickly began to smile at me as if I was joking. My look said it all, and she replied, "Here? Right now?"

I assured her that nobody could see her, and warned her never to question my judgment again. After sneaking a peek to check if anyone was around, even after I had told her to trust me (in a round about way), she grinned and reached down to the hem of her short skirt.

She pulled the front of her skirt up to her waist, and I could see that she had on a stunning pair of very pretty black-lace French-cut panties that fit her V quite snugly. They were mouth-watering.

Without looking back up at her face, I said, "Show me what you have in the bag." She dropped her skirt back down and opened the bag. All three sets of newly purchased underwear were in the bag.

I pointedly asked her what she was wearing under her clothes. She thought about it for a moment, and it hit her. She had not followed my instructions. She forgot to wear the pink undies.

She knew then that she had not done as I had asked, and I told her to follow me to my car. She did, silently. When we got there, I opened up the back door and told her that she was to be punished for three reasons. First, for not doing what I had asked of her, second, for lying to me, and third, for not trusting me.

She smiled coyly and asked me what her punishment was going to be. I told her she was to receive a spanking in the back seat, here and now. For the rest of my life, I will always remember the look on her face when she heard me say that. She said, wide-eyed, "You're going to give me a spanking in the back seat of your car in the middle of the parking lot with people walking by?"

"Of course!" I replied. "Did you actually expect anything less?" I never gave her a chance to answer.

I pulled her 5'0 firm body into the car, bent her over my legs, and began pulling up her skirt. She was startled, and asked me not to undress her in public.

I told her to be silent, pushed her head down with my left arm, locked her legs together between my own legs, pulled up the back of her skirt with my right hand and ripped away her black-lace panties with a single firm yank. I've always wanted to do that.

What a beautifully stunning sight I beheld in the back seat of my car. She had the firmest, shapeliest and prettiest ass I had ever seen. I felt her bare ass to let her know that it was really naked and out in the fresh air, as pretty as any ever had been, and before I could stop myself, I began to spank her soundly.

She struggled and tried to scream but I stopped and told her not to utter a sound until I was done, or I would have to start over again. She knew I wasn't joking. She was told to accept her punishment without quarrel, or I would simply leave and go back home. She apparently had no argument for that, so I continued spanking her pretty pink bottom. Before I was through with her devilishly exciting spanking (at least, to me it was), she had promised never again to lie to me, and to do everything I asked of her, regardless of the demand. Thus, after about ten very firm slaps of her pretty asscheeks, she agreed to everything, and I ended her first punishment. I know for a fact that at least four people saw the entire incident, and two of them were young men. Did they ever get a good show! I couldn't believe her ass could look better, but after the spanking (I'm certain that she had never had one like that before), her firm cheeks were the prettiest pink, and very warm to my touch. After the spanking in the car, I stood her back up, and told her that she had to go back into the mall.

I told her that she was to go into the same store, pantyless, and tell the clerk that she, "Didn't do as she was told."

Sis also had to say "I need to go back into the dressing room, and put on one of my new sexy outfits for my Master." Her face immediately turned beet-red, and she asked me not to have her do that.

Sternly, I asked her if she wanted another spanking, and she said, "No, please no, but what you ask is embarrassing."

I replied, "More embarrassing than getting a spanking in public?" Then I pointed to the two young men still watching us. She had not seen them looking until I pointed them out to her.

Her face turned an even darker shade of red (she's a fair-skinned blonde so you might imagine her appearance), and the two guys chuckled as I waved them away. They applauded and left, smiling.

She looked up and a new look came over her face, as if to say, "All right smarty pants. Let's see how far we can go with this. Let's just see who has the nerve to carry out this thing to its limit!" She stood up, pulled her skirt back down to hide her nakedness, walked into the mall, and reentered the store.

I followed her right up to the counter, smiling. She wasn't planning on that part. She hesitated, not knowing how to broach the subject to the clerk behind the counter.

I looked at her, waiting for her to follow my rules. To my surprise, she did exactly as she was told to do, and the clerk simply smiled and said, "Don't worry about it honey, I get that all the time!"

What a thrill! I interrupted them and told Kysa to go stand by the dressing rooms and to wait there. I began flirting with the clerk while Kysa looked on.

After a short but fact-filled conversation, I found out that it seems that this person sometimes got involved on a personal level within the fitting rooms, so I got a wicked idea.

I walked over to where Kysa was standing, whispered something in her ear, and I swear she almost collapsed under shaking knees. After she composed herself a bit, she glanced back and forth between the clerk and me, and she again got that "I accept your challenge" look on her face.

Without hesitation, she walked up to the clerk. (Now, the clerk was about 5'6, long, straight brown hair, D-cup breasts as full as grapefruit, and she was showing a LOT of cleavage and thigh.) Kysa said, "Mistress, would you be so kind as to help me try on my new pretty panties?" Without hesitation, the clerk stated, "I most certainly will, dear. How could I refuse someone as lovely as you?"

Kysa blushed a deep red, and I told her to go into the dressing room and wait for the clerk. After she was gone, I asked the clerk a few more questions. Without letting me finish, she told me that she was bi-sexual and wanted to know if she could get 'personal' with Kysa. I smiled and said, "Feel free to help yourself, and tell Kysa that I said to behave."

She smiled a beautiful toothy smile and went into the dressing room after making sure another clerk was watching the counter. I swear they were in there for a full twenty minutes before the clerk returned and told me that Kysa was 'ready'. I knew from the clerk's smile that she had had a good time.

Kysa, on the other hand, came out of the dressing room a minute or two later; pale as a sheet, but she had a strange smile on her face and a twinkle in her eye when she looked at me.

We left the mall, got back to her car, and she got in the driver's seat. Climbing into the passenger side of her car, and closing the door, I leaned over to her kissed her sexy lips firmly. I distinctly smelled the scent of woman on her face. Ignoring the obvious, I smiled and said, "Now, let me see what you look like in your new clothes."

She said, "Here? In the parking lot?"

I said, "Of course! Nobody will see you if you scoot down a bit. Now stop questioning me, take off those ugly clothes, and let me see what I bought!"

She looked around (wrong move, but I let it go), slid down below eye level, and removed everything except the new undies she had purchased at the store. There she sat in bra, panties and garter belt only. Magnificent! She was braver than I had could have hoped.

I told her that when we got together that evening I would tell her how she looked. Then, without any further discussion, I took all the clothes she had removed, got out of the car and closed the door.

She was shocked! I leaned in the window, told her to drive home safely, and walked over to my car. I left her sitting in her car with that wonderful look on her face. Then I drove out of the parking lot and headed off to her place.

I arrived at her address smiling devilishly to myself all the way. Parking across the street, I tossed Kysa's clothes into the back seat and waited to see how long it would take her to get here. It didn't take long. Shortly after I arrived, she pulled into her driveway, all scrunched down in the front seat.

Luckily, her parking spot was close to her front door. The neighbors would still have a clear view of her, but they would have to be looking in her direction at just the right time to catch a glimpse.

She hadn't seen me drive up or park, so I watched from a convenient spot. It appeared that she was pondering her situation, trying to come up with a solution to her dilemma. After a few minutes, she made her break.

She opened the car door, jumped out, and made a mad dash to the front door of the house. She made the trip in record time, no doubt. It was cute, seeing her in her new underwear, trying to be invisible.

I waited in the parking lot for about 10 more minutes, then headed to her front door. I quietly tried the doorknob and found that the door was unlocked. Without waiting or knocking I slowly opened the door, stuck my head in, and found nobody in the living room. I quickly walked in and closed the front door as quietly as I had opened it.

She wasn't in the living room or anywhere in sight, and she must not have heard me come in, for when I finally made my way through the house, all the way to the back, I found her. She was in her bedroom, lying on her bed, completely involved in a vigorous masturbation episode. Man! She was absolutely getting it on.

She still had on her new undies, and apparently the erotic stimulation of her recent experience was too much for her to handle. As I watched from the shadows of the hallway and bedroom door, she seemed insatiable, legs splayed wide apart, hands stuffed down the front of her panties, her long fingers attacking her soaking pussy without mercy.

Her eyes were tightly closed with absolute concentration on what she was doing to herself. She was breathing heavily, hips bucking up to meet her finger thrusts coming down with reckless abandon as her fingers attacked what I would assume was her throbbing clit. The way she was frigging her slit, you would have thought her cunt on fire.

It probably was.

As I stood there silently watching her voracious finger fucking, my cock grew and hardened inside my pants. Never had I ever witnessed an episode of self-gratification such as hers. It was absolutely marvelous to watch!

However, my own heat was turned up, and I knew it was my cue to get involved. Silently, I backed up into the hallway, stripped off my clothes, and then peeked in on her again.

She was now using what I came to know as her `Toy Friend'. It was an eight-inch, thick-veined, battery operated rubber dildo - turned up high, and she was pushing it all the way into her cunt and pulling it out again, over and over, relentlessly. She was getting all the satisfaction she could take for herself.

Her talented hands fucked her own pussy for a few minutes more when she then began to tremble, and a blind man could tell she was cumming in great pulses of pure ecstasy. She shuddered and moaned for a long time and, still breathing heavily, fell over onto her side shaking silently in her orgasm.

With the dildo still shoved all the way deep inside her pussylips, she squeezed her gorgeous thighs together, thus holding her vibrating rubber cock tightly inside her while she finished cumming. This scene stimulated me greatly, and I saw my chance to pounce when she rolled over away from me, and she started shaking in yet another orgasm brought on by the vibrations of her toy.

On the spur of the moment, I grabbed my one good opportunity to jump in. And jump, I did. I leaped into the room and onto the bed behind and on top of her. She never saw me coming.

I pushed her over away from me and onto her stomach, and covered her head and face with part of the blanket on the bed. She was so shocked she started to wrestle about, trying to get out of the situation. The difference in her size and mine was too much for her to handle, and she finally succumbed to my strength. She was shaking like a leaf. Scared to death.

I knew that she still had her cunt full of that vibrating dildo, so I just waited there on top of her for about a minute, listening to it vibrate inside of her. Neither she nor I had uttered a word up to that point.

I beheld her still-pink asscheeks and she knew she was in trouble when I began feeling up the rear parts of her body that were uncovered. She struggled a bit and started begging me to let her go, asking who I was.

Using a voice I hoped she wouldn't recognize, I whispered through the sheet, into her ear "If you're quiet and don't move, it will all be over before you know it. If you cry out or make a scene, the same thing goes... it'll be over before you know it."

She didn't know if she was about to get raped or killed, but the sound of my ominous voice made her freeze in place. Her body shuddered deeply, and I thought I heard her weeping, but I wasn't sure.

Then it struck me. I was holding her face down on her bed, with my raging hard cock lying between the cheeks of her ass, and I could feel that damned dildo shaking inside of her. She still had her dildo on high, stuffed completely up inside her cunt, and I could feel it vibrating inside her.

I bent over again and whispered in her ear, "It seems to me that any woman who looks like you, wandering around outside in her panties and bra, is advertising for a fuck. Well, I just happen to have an extra one, and I'm going to give it to you for safekeeping. But, it looks like you already have a friend deep inside your pretty pussy, so I'll just have to contend myself with fucking your asshole... and I bet it's a real tight one!"

Now I had been holding her down easy, because I was straddling her upper thighs from the back. I tightened my legs together so that she couldn't move, and before I knew it, her adrenaline pulsed and she started struggling even more.

However, in the process of her struggles, my cock slipped down deeper into the crack of her ass and started pressing hard on her secret rear place. Suddenly, she froze in horror. We both knew what was going to happen. There was no guesswork there.

Once again her struggles renewed, but each time she moved, the worse it got for her. I figured that now was as good a time as any, so I pressed harder and harder against her rear hole, all the while pressing my weight on top of her so that she couldn't move away from the invading cock between her cheeks.

I felt the vibrating dildo inside her pussy, and that just made my cock get harder. I felt her tension rising up, but no matter how much she squeezed her cheeks together, her ass muscles just couldn't hold back the head of my tremendous hardon.

I felt the head pop quickly into her asshole and she grunted in surprise and shock of my forced rear entry. Once the big head of my cock was safely inside her, I paused and waited for her to relax. It took her quite a while to ease her tension, and she was now sobbing quietly to herself.

I wondered why she didn't scream out for help, but the rest of this story will explain that. It didn't matter how long it took her, there was simply no way to ebb the flow of blood to my cock, and I was about to get my first piece of ass with Kysa. I was bound and determined it would not hurt her, physically. However, her mental condition was it turmoil, to say the least.

After what seemed like five minutes of waiting, her ass muscles gave a little and my cock slid in another inch. We did this several times over the next twenty minutes or so, and finally I had my fully erect nine inches embedded deep within her small, hot, throbbing bunghole.

She struggled and begged me not to do it anymore, and even offered to pay me money to stop, but I simply kept pushing until I was forced all the way inside her ass.

My cock was now pressed up against the length of her dildo with only a thin barrier separating them. My balls felt the vibrations and I was now on fire. It was a very sensuous feeling to me, but I'm certain Kysa wasn't thinking the same thoughts.

After another few moments of waiting to be sure she wasn't hurting, I began a single long slow stroke out and back into her tight asshole. She immediately clenched her asscheeks together, but all that did was make my sensations that much greater. She had a wonderfully tight little ass, and I can personally assure you that it was the first time for her. After a few moments, I gave her another full out and in stroke.

This time she just seemed to want me to get it over with, for she just exhaled, fell forward under me, relaxed and allowed me full access to do what I was going to do, regardless of what her actions were.

My strokes grew faster and faster, until I was fucking her ass for all it was worth. The thrill of the actual 'rape' made the entire episode great, and although I would never have considered doing that under any other circumstances, somehow I had the feeling that this would turn out fine.

I knew that I wouldn't last very long, as tight as she was, but to my surprise she began to loosen up a bit more and fucking her got easier. I lasted longer without her struggling. But her relaxation only spurred me on to even greater depths and harder strokes.

What with the velvety smoothness of her asshole and the torrid heat inside her ass, coupled with the sensations of that damned vibrating dildo rubbing up against my cock on each and every stroke, I soon felt that most wonderful sensation welling up inside of me. In no time I began to unload a gallon of cum between her cheeks!

She must have felt me starting to cum inside her, because I could have sworn she lifted her ass up against me and I felt an orgasmic shudder from her. But, of course, I couldn't be sure.

As soon as my spasms were through, I bent down and whispered in her ear, "If that was as good for you as it was for me, I'd know you'd love me to fuck your ass again... and I just might have another go at it... someday.

"For now though, I'm going to pull my dick out of your ass, get up, put on my clothes, and leave quietly. If you try to uncover yourself, call out for anyone, or tell anyone what happened, you will pay dearly. Now, you are not to uncover your face until you hear the door to your house close, you got that, honey?"

She was shaking again, and through a soft sob, replied with a nod of her head and a meek "Uh huh." into the pillow. I slowly pulled out of her still tight ass, climbed off her, walked backward to the door of her bedroom and quickly got back into my clothes.

I opened the front door, left... and didn't close it tight. This gave me a chance to get away without being seen, for she would be waiting for the door to close before she dared to get up.

I walked swiftly to my car, drove to a local corner store, and called Kysa on the phone. The phone rang several times before she finally answered it. I was a little concerned when Kysa didn't answer the phone right away, but after a few rings she picked up with a subdued "Hello?"

I said, "Hello there... did you get home safely?"

She surprised me by giggling and stating "Yes, I did, and that was a mean thing to do to me, leaving me there in the parking lot in my underwear."

"Mean?" I asked. "Are you telling me it didn't give you a thrill?"

"Well, of course it did," she said, and added, "I just wasn't expecting it, is all. There were a lot of things that happened to me today that I didn't expect. You made me do some pretty kinky things there at the mall."

"Are you ready for a little more... or can't you handle the pressure?" I asked.

She said, "Well, I guess I can handle pretty much anything, now that I know where we stand."

"Great! Have you ever been anyone's sex slave?"

"Well, that depends on what you mean by a sex slave." she replied.

"A slave does what she or he is told to do, when they are told to do it, with no questions asked. I promise not to give too much pain, as I'm not really into such things, but more spankings are definitely in order should you disobey me."

"Hmmm, this is sounding better and better all the time."

"OK, I'll be right over. Ready to start as soon as I get there?"

"Yes, please. I could use the company."

"Grand. Here's what you must do to prepare for me." I gave her a list of things to do, and how to get ready for my arrival. I didn't give her much time to write down the instructions, as I figured I would see how good she was at listening.

Before she had a chance to respond to all my wishes, I told her I would be over in exactly one hour, and hung up the phone. After all, I had to take a shower.

After cleaning up and putting on fresh clothes, I headed back over to Kysa's place. I knocked on the door. Now I would see how much information she had remembered, and how she would perform.

The door opened and there before me, naked as the day she was born, stood an extremely attractive woman. This was the very first chance I had had to see her naked vertical form in a good light. Kysa was exceptionally well formed. Please allow me the satisfaction of describing her in as much detail as I can.

Medium (lower-shoulder-blade) length blonde hair. Medium-fine to the touch, not thick and heavy, with but a slight under-curl at the bottom. Draped as it was, covering the tops of her shoulders, it framed a beautiful face and neck. A slight curl inward at the tips was the only modification she ever did to spruce it up. That was all it needed... no more, no less.

Perfect crystal blue (almost clear) eyes that accentuated both her lightly tanned face and silky blonde hair. No other eye color would have been a more perfect match. Soft, milky white skin with only a hint of tan graced her entire 5'0 slim, pert body. Nowhere, as I gazed at her nakedness, could I see a single mar, scar, or blemish. No tan lines. No splotches. No blotches. No moles. Perfectly curved features.

Nothing to break up the perfection of her taught skin except several barely (you really had to look close... and I did) noticeable freckles just on the upper mounds of each of her breasts, slightly above her nipples.

Curious. Once I noticed those few freckles, it was as if they were exactly duplicated, but opposite, on each breast. To this day, I wonder at them. Mirror images of each other. Amazing. Those breasts. She sported breasts that were large for her petite size, and I soon discovered that they were deliciously firm and perfectly filled a size 34D-cup. Imagine milky white breasts her size, fixed with perfectly round 2.5-inch dark pink (not red or brown) aureoles, centered with the most beautiful half-inch long nipples I had ever seen. Those nipples were perpetually hard and pointed out with a very slight upturn. There was absolutely zero sag in her breasts.

She was 23 years old and her breasts had not yet begun to sag. She later told me that she had always kept them firmly braced in position, much to my glee.

Her small, flat belly was slightly oval-formed with an "innie" navel. She was thin, but on a petite level, not model thin. I could just barely make out her rib cage. Her waist, hips and thighs were firm, tight, and muscular, as well as her small round ass (this I had found out by experience).

The rest of her feminine proportions fit her height and weight with not a trace of fat. In the entire time I knew her, I never could locate any fat on her body. Trust me. I searched her from head to foot, stem to stern. Follicle to cuticle.

She was shipshape and ready to sail, and I had just the mast picked out to mount in her hull.

As stated previously, when I entered her home, she stood before me in all her newborn glory. The dim lights in the house twinkled off her crystal eyes, and those eyes fairly dripped sexuality. I smiled at her and she smiled back. Now it was time to test her to see if she would follow my instructions.

I closed the door and turned back to her. She walked over to the stereo and put on a soft tune. However, when she was walking away from me, she was swaying her hips and tight ass trying to show it off to me. I startled her by saying "Don't shake that ass at me! It's beautiful. You know it. I know it. Everyone else knows it. You don't have to flaunt it to everyone, slut!"

She was stunned at my language, but immediately apologized and went back to the stereo. When she returned, walking straighter but just as sexy, she walked directly up to me, and began removing my clothes as I had instructed her on the phone. She did a marvelously fast job, also as instructed, for I simply hate to wait, and I made sure she knew that.

She started with my shirt, and then kneeled down to remove my shoes and socks. Then she quickly removed my slacks and underwear. I was fully erect when she slid the underwear over my cock. Now, she was instructed to remove my clothes, and "immediately" begin to give me head. When she saw my fully erect penis, however, she got nervous for she just kneeled there and stared at it.

"Do you have a fucking problem?" I asked sternly.

Startled, she replied, "No."

I said, "Well... GET TO IT! Don't you even know how to suck a cock?"

Thus, standing just inside the front door of her home, she opened her mouth wide, and put her sweet lips around a long rigid cock on a man she had never seen naked before... and she was damn good!

She had no problems sucking a dick. A little slow at first, but it didn't take her very long to get into the full suck of things. I must tell you that Kysa has a marvelous way of, how can I describe the technique, engulfing, or rather, inhaling a long stiff cock.

With a deep sigh, pushing her head firmly forward and dragging it slowly backwards, she went on to present me with the absolute best mouth fuck and orgasm I have ever experienced in my entire life. She knew what she was doing, and knew what she was doing to me.

It took no time at all for her to bring my balls to full boil, and I quickly splashed several quick spurts of cum into her mouth and onto the back of her tongue and throat. She never missed a stroke or a drop of my cum in the process. She sucked me dry, milked my length to get all my cum, licked me clean, smiled, stood up to face me, and grinned widely as if she had one over on me.

I smiled back, and said, "That was marvelous. Remind me someday to instruct you in the proper method of giving me head. But, I must say that the blowjob you just gave me was almost as good as your ass was earlier today! You must practice and work on the muscles of your lips, jaw and cheeks so they match those in your sphincter muscle and asscheeks."

The realization of what I just said struck her dead in the face and her face paled even more than its normal state. She was dumbfounded. Kysa looked at me in a state of shock. I walked up to her, looked her directly in the eyes, and told her to tell me in detail how she felt when she was getting her ass raped by me earlier.

When she finally understood that it wasn't some stranger who had raped her, she told me how frightened she was at the attack. She told me she thought she was going to be hurt badly, or even killed by whoever it was, and that she was totally overwhelmed by fright.

She said she thought she might have a chance, if she could only twist around and flail her legs out to attempt a kick in a sensitive spot, but when she started twisting, she felt my hard cock slip between her legs. She knew then that she was going to be raped.

She told me a lot, but the main point was that the only thing she could do was try to force her ass muscles together, and even if it meant getting herself beaten up, it was a chance she had to take. She failed miserably and she finally tired of fighting.

The moment she quit fighting, I had pushed the head of my cock into her ass, and she said at that moment she found a new strength she didn't know she had, but she quickly grew tired, and was forced to let go and allow the rape.

She also said something interesting. Once the initial pain wore off, she began to enjoy the feeling. She had never done anything like that before, for she thought she was too small to have a man fuck her ass like that. Since she really didn't have any options open to her, she was determined not to let dread fill her, so she started to enjoy it!

At this point she grinned and told me that should the time be right, she wouldn't mind a more pleasurable time doing it again. And, she DID have an orgasm! She told me that the orgasm was a lot different from her usual, but it wasn't bad at all.

Now... I don't know about any of the rest of you men and women out there, but I certainly have never had a woman affect me, sexually, as Kysa did. If I were on your side of this story, I would be having doubts as to the way that I'm describing events. I had already had two orgasms within about two hours, and I was getting hard again by the time she finished telling me how she felt about the rape she had endured earlier.

Kysa noticed my hardening cock, and her eyes twinkled in such a way that I cannot describe with any other word except, perhaps, desire. Mind you, I have yet to spread her legs to see how tight her pussy was, or had even tasted it. But, that didn't seem very important at the moment. For I just had to have another, longer go at her tight ass. After all, I'm only human!

Thus, I grabbed Kysa into my arms, kissed her severely upon her lips, and picked up her tiny frame. I carried her into the bathroom, opened up her glass shower door and stepped in with her still in my arms. Standing her in front of me, I turned on the water, adjusted the temperature to steamy hot, and proceeded to wash her tiny body thoroughly. I washed every inch of her (I like my women clean. They taste better that way), then told her to do the same for me.

Her timing was impeccable, for she waited until last to wash my now raging cock. I knew this time my orgasm would take a lot of work to obtain, for I had just had a ball-burner not too long ago, and another one prior to that.

Once she had the entire length highly lathered, I took the soap from her, turned her around, and whispered into her ear, "You're about to get that second assfuck you spoke about earlier. Do NOT tighten up your asscheeks. Let my cock go in slowly, and everything will be OK." She glanced around, looking at me with those pretty eyes, and asked me to go slowly until she could easily respond. I told her I'd try.

Well, you know how it goes, in the heat of passion it didn't quite work that way. I realized that she was a lot shorter than I was, so I had to lift her tiny frame a bit to get her to the correct height for entrance into her ass. Once I had her positioned properly, holding my arms around her, holding her up, I found that I had trouble guiding my cock to her ass. Without a thought, she reached around, and guided my rock-hard cock to her tight ass hole.

Once guided in the right direction, I was surprised that the head just popped inside her without too much difficulty. The soap lubrication helped I'm certain of that, but she was wanting it this time, rather than fighting it. She was a little startled too, and she squeezed her delicious cheeks tightly around my cock head. It was a simple matter then to gently lower her onto it, and I did it quickly, deeply impaling her ass with my spike.

She inhaled deeply and whimpered just a bit, and we stood there without moving for just a moment to allow her to relax. It was hard for her to relax while her toes were barely touching the floor. And, it was a bit uncomfortable for me too, so I told her we had to finish here and do this in a more comfortable place to make it better for both of us.

Still holding her in mid-air, I plunged my cock full-stroke in and out of her ass several times, just for the hell of it, to let her know I could hold her up and fuck her at the same time, and then I pulled out of her.

We rinsed and dried each other off. I opened up her medicine cabinet, and found a jar of Vaseline. I grabbed it, and her, and led her to the bedroom. I laid her on the bed, face down, with a pillow underneath her belly and hips so that her ass was sticking up in the air.

I tell you, her ass looked so fine in that position, I knew I would have her that way as many times as I could in the next few weeks. I greased up her tiny hole, and wiped some onto my hardness. I couldn't believe how hard I was in anticipation of the event to come. I'd never been that hard before in my life.

Wiping the excess lubrication off my hands, I climbed on the bed on my hands and knees straddling her thighs as I had done during her earlier rape. She reached around and spread her butt cheeks for me, and I looked down at the pretty pink pucker.

I lost all sense of time staring at that beautiful target. After a few moments she looked back at me over her shoulder and, smiling, said, "Well? Are you going to fuck my ass with that monster or are you just going to stare at it all day?"

What an invitation! She was being real brave, now that she knew what it felt like. I leaned forward, and with the tip of my cock poised against her hole, whispered in her ear "You know, you are just a little whore at heart, aren't you?"

She replied, "I wasn't sure until I met you. Will you show me how to be one?"

I answered "Yes!" and quickly slid the entire length of my heavy cock deep into her tight ass. She sucked in her breath deeply, and tried to sit up to get away from the spear in her ass. I pushed her back down, and told her to learn how to take it like a whore would take it.

I proceeded to slowly push my cock all the way into her ass as far as I could physically push it, and withdrew it slowly all the way back to the head ridge. Her ass was so tight, when the ridge of my cock met her sphincter muscle, it closed around the head, and I had to pull to get it to come out. It was the greatest feeling I had ever had.

I kept pushing it slowly all the way deep into her ass, and pulling it out again, all the way. Pushing it into her ass, past her sphincter muscle became an enjoyable sensation, and she was getting into it too, for each time I pushed down inside her, she would lift her ass and push up.

I knew she was enjoying this new feeling as much as I was. "Please go faster?" she asked, and added "Fuck me in my ass. It feels so nice like that."

Who am I to deny a beautiful naked blonde who wants it up the ass? I leaned over on top of her and pumped it in and out faster and faster. It got to the point where I thought I was going to hurt her when she said, "Please fuck me harder... faster... it doesn't hurt at all... it feels so good... oh please yes... fuck me harder... harder!"

Well she got what she asked for. I cannot deny the fact that I wanted it too, so I began to actually pound my cock into her ass. My strokes got so fierce she was being pushed down onto the pillow under her and bouncing back up to meet my next downward stroke.

She started saying things like "Oh my god this is so good... oh my... fuck me hard in my ass. I never knew it would be like this... please don't stop fucking it... do it harder... it feels so good up inside me!"

I pounded her tight asshole until I started dripping sweat. She wanted more and more and I kept doing her ass as hard as I could. My heart was pounding so hard I knew she could feel it pulsing through my prick. I was getting a piece of ass so good, I just knew that nobody on the planet had ever had a piece as good as I was getting. It simply wasn't possible!

I pounded my meat into her for ten or fifteen more minutes, when all of a sudden she reached back with her arms and spread her asscheeks again for me to go even deeper. Well this pulled my trigger. I knew she was still OK, and I pounded my cock into her ass even harder and faster than before. I banged her ass.

Immediately, she started shuddering and convulsing, and she began to scream in pleasure, and that set me off. I came inside of her ass with a fervor never before felt by any mortal man. I swear no other living soul ever came as hard as I did that afternoon. And, amazingly, she came right along with me.

Damn, we came hard together. She damn near shook me off, and I had to hold on to her tight as we shook with our passions at exactly the same time. My balls were burning and my cum had to be boiling as it shot out and filled her rectum.

After an eternity of orgasmic spasms, we both collapsed, trying to catch our breath. I rolled to the left, pulling her around with me, and brought her into me as though we were two spoons nestled together. I was still deep inside her, and the last thing I remember was reaching around, grabbing a breast in one hand, and kissing her on the neck. The next instant I simply slept in exhaustion.

When I awoke, she was still pressed into me, and my now soft cock was still partly inside her ass. We had not moved an inch, and as I looked at the clock I determined we had slept over two hours. Kysa was still asleep when I woke up, and that made the situation even better, for I now had the chance to study her nakedness in even more detail.

Still inside her, I silently looked her beautiful frame over, enjoying the secrets of my peeking. I guess I'm just a full-blooded male, for I could stand to look at her nakedness for just so long without getting exited about it. As I looked her over, I felt my cock beginning to stir familiar. Apparently Kysa did too, for when I started getting hard, she began sighing and moving her butt into my cock. Kysa had found her G-Spot, and I couldn't have been more pleased.

When she began stirring, I pulled my semi-hard cock out of her ass. Today was going to be Kysa's first official training day as my personal slave. Now, I'm not into whips and chains, but I wouldn't protest a spanking once in a while.

I found this also to be true with Kysa. She looked up at me with her sleepy eyes, pouted a little with her pretty lips, and said, "Oh pooh... I thought I was going to get my assfucked again. That felt wonderful!"

"You will, my sweet," I replied, "But I have something else in mind."

"Oh really? Whatever could that be?"

"We need to get cleaned up first. Come... wash my body and then your own. Don't even think about getting dressed, because you are not allowed to wear clothes for an entire week, unless I say when and what."

"OK," she replied innocently (with a smirk on her face). She did as she was told and took her time washing (more like examining) my body. I suppose what's fair is fair, since I had done the same.

When she reached for my terminally hard cock, she began to masturbate me hard while we kissed in the shower. I let her play with it for a while, until I felt as though I couldn't hold back the flood, and I took her hands off it. "Not yet my dear... that's wasting a mouthful, don't you think?"   "I'm a little thirsty anyway," she said, "Can I drink it? Please?"

"No dear... you've already had some there. The next big cum load gets placed deep into that pink pussy of yours. When we get done here, we're going back into that bed, and you're going to show me what being fucked is all about.



'I've fucked you several times now. I think it's your turn. I want you to show me what you know about fucking a man, and it had better be the best fuck you have ever given! I'm not going to fuck you. You are going to fuck me. If I feel that you are holding back on me, you'll be surprised at what happens next."

We climbed out of the shower, and I had her dry me off, and then I dried her sweet body off, paying special attention to her gorgeous breasts, pussy and ass. I sat her on the edge of the tub, kneeled down between her widely spread smooth thighs, and took an extra long time wiping her blonde-haired pussy dry. Yes guys. She was truly a blonde.

There's an old saying that tells you how to tell if a woman is a true blonde. Well... I stake my life on the fact that she was. She had a very cute bright blonde buff of pubic hair surrounding her pretty pink pussy, but there was a small problem. It hid her pussylips completely. What a crime!

I took her out to the bed, laid her down on her back, and spread her legs wide. I re-examined those sweet pussylips, and found them to be getting quite wet.

I decided then and there that I would do something else I had never done. I told her not to get up and to keep her legs spread wide, and went back into the bathroom. I grabbed a towel, her razor, and a can of shaving cream.

When I came back into the bedroom, and she saw what I had in my hands, she sucked in her breath and said, "Oh my God. Are you going to do what I think?"

Smiling, I told her to be quiet, and that I would allow her to watch as long as she didn't say a word.

I spread her legs as wide as they could go and placed the towel under her small ass. I shook up the shaving cream, squirted some in my hand, and completely lathered up the pretty blonde buff between her legs.

I asked her if she had ever done this before, and she didn't reply. Then I remembered I had told her not to speak. One good point for Kysa. I gave her permission to answer the question, and she said that she had never even given it a thought.

I replied, "I didn't either, until I saw your bush, and now I want to see what your pussy looks like." It looked and felt as though Kysa had recently shaved her legs, because her skin was very smooth. I decided to make her pussy just as smooth.

I allowed her to sit up on her hands and watch, as long as she kept her legs spread wide and didn't say anything. She watched as I started at the top edge, beginning to shave her pussy clean. It took me a while, because I wanted to make sure I didn't cut her.

When her pussy was completely shaved, I took some baby oil and rubbed it all around, up and inside her now naked pussylips. After a short time of feeling her nakedness, I dried it off, stood her up, walked her over to her full-length mirror, and let her examine herself.

Apparently, she had not seen her own naked pussy since she was a child, because she spent five full minutes turning, posing and feeling the smoothness of it with her fingers, probing and opening her cuntlips to see inside and all around.

She turned around, smiled, and kissed me deeply. "Thank you." was all she said. And it was all she had to say. She was happy. I told her that her cunt must stay smooth just like it was, for as long as she was my slave. I never wanted to see or feel stubble there, ever again.

She agreed, and I grabbed her by the arm, dragged her over to the bed, threw her over my knee and began slapping her naked ass... hard. She cried out in pain and asked me why I was spanking her. I reminded her that she did not have permission to speak, and she had disobeyed me. I spanked her pretty (and now very pink) bottom twenty times and roughly threw her back onto the bed.

"Now... are you going to behave and do as you are told?" She nodded, and whimpered while rubbing her tender red asscheeks.

"Good. As further punishment, go and fix me something to eat! I'm starving! And it had better taste good!" Even after my harsh spanking, she smiled and jumped out of the bed, ran for the kitchen, and I heard her fixing my food.

She whipped up something (I honestly cannot remember what it was) that tasted quite good. All I remember was going out to the kitchen and watching her naked form as she rushed to prepare food to feed me.

When the food was ready, she set two place settings on the table, dished out the food, and waited for me to sit.

I removed her place-setting, putting it back on the kitchen counter, brought her to the table and told her to get on her knees underneath it. I sat at my chair, opened my legs and took hold of the back of her head. Pulling it towards my open crotch, I told her to open her mouth and then forced her lips over my cock. I then began eating the food she had prepared.

Between mouthfuls, I told her that I was the only food she was going to eat until I said otherwise. So, while I sat there and ate, she gave me another superior head job. However, I had to eat quickly, for I knew I wouldn't last long with the deep throating she was giving me. When I finished eating, I pulled her face off of my cock and told her to do the damned dishes, then get the hell into the bedroom. I had made it in time, and saved my cum for later.

She climbed out from under the table and quickly started her task while I went back into the bedroom. I needed to relax and gather my wits about me, as I had almost filled her cheeks with my cum. I wanted to save this load for her newly shaved cunt. It took her a while to get things cleaned up, thankfully, so that when she was finished, I was quite calmed down enough to begin anew.

When she came in, I got up and placed her on her back on the bed. I spread her legs wide, told her I was going to eat another meal, and ordered her not to hold back under any circumstances. If she felt like cumming, she was allowed, this time, to cum as often as she wished. I told her to close her eyes and enjoy every sensation of my mouth on her cunt, as it would be a long time before I pleased her this way again (yeah... right).

I almost couldn't wait to taste her hot smooth pussy, and when my face neared her freshly shaved lips, I could smell her womanly cleanliness. She was already moist with anticipation, and she spread her legs for me so wide I thought they would snap off. She wanted this badly and so did I.

I wondered how long I could eat her cunt. I decided I'd give her a licking like she never had and one like I had never given. I plunged in and began using my tongue, licking on the smooth skin covering her tight slit. She was firm down there, just like the rest of her body. I was never so happy that she took care of her health as I was at that moment. I licked the outside of her entire crotch, spending more time on the cunt opening, tasting her juice as it came out. Lapping at a smooth hot hairless cunt was an exciting experience.

Her outer lips were swollen pink and pliable enough so that I could just stick the tip of my tongue inside. She was very tight and I could sense her enjoyment already. With only the tip of my tongue, I traveled from the bottom to the top of her slit, over and over, already feeling the hardness of her clitoris beginning to swell.

I began sucking one lip into my mouth at a time, switching back and forth enough to catch all of her moistness in my mouth. She immediately shuddered and pushed her cunt up into my face, and I couldn't help sliding my tongue inside.

When I got there, I found that she had a highly motivated and sensitive clit. It was hard. I began jiggling it thoroughly with my tongue.

She shuddered and I knew she was having an orgasm at once, and of course I assisted at that moment by taking her clit between my lips and nibbling it hard. The more I ate her, the harder she came in my mouth. It was grand! Grasping her clit between my teeth, I bit on it lightly, and she continued to cum on my face.

From that point on, I never let up. I found that I could make her pussy and ass shake at the flick of my tongue, and I flicked and flicked and flicked. For a long time I ate that delicious cunt of hers, and she had at least five full orgasms and uncounted little ones.

When she quieted down from one orgasm, I spread her lips, got hold of her hard clit, and began nibbling with my teeth again. She came again and I tried to swallow her entire cunt into my hungry mouth.

She was so wet that my entire face was slathered with her wonderful smelling juices, and I just couldn't get enough of her. I continued to lick and suck through several more of her orgasms, and I finally had to quit as my mouth and lips were tiring. When I was finished with her cunt, I looked up at the clock and found that I had sucked her pussy for almost forty-five minutes! My personal best.

By this time, I needed to get further inside that cunt and I immediately lay back on the bed. I told her it was her turn to please me, but she must NOT use any part of her body except her wet pussy. She was not allowed to touch my cock with anything except her smooth cunt.

She took a few moments to compose herself, climbed weakly to her feet and straddled my body. She slowly bent down at the knees and placed the lips of her wet cunt over the head of my blood-filled swollen member.

She was a talented wench, I soon found, for she took me full length on the first down-stroke and began complete full-length strokes of her pussy up and down the length of me, moaning as she stroked it in and out. She was small in stature and, to my enjoyment and pleasure, had a small tight pussy to go along with the rest of her framework. Only the fact that she was so hot and wet allowed her to push herself onto me fully.

She was now fucking me, in a semi-standing position, with full hard thrusts onto my penis. I couldn't wait any longer. I sat up, grabbed her, tossed her backwards onto the bed, spread and climbed between those beautiful legs and began fucking her hot pussy for all I was worth.

She threw her legs wide, picked them up high, and tossed them over my shoulders to give me complete access to the cunt I was needing badly. I slammed repeatedly into her hole, pounding it like I had never had a cunt before in my life. Kysa is one delicious fuck. Fireworks included.

After a while, I turned her over, pulled her into a kneeling position, and entered her cunt from behind. Doggy style, she was able to fuck me back just as hard as I fucked her. She pushed back onto my cock, hard, impaling her pussy over and over with its full length. Kysa doesn't do sex half way.

I quickly got to the verge of coming, and I wanted something special, so I told her to get ready to turn around. When I began my orgasm, I spun her around, jammed my cock into her mouth and spurted my jism into the back of her throat. I came like a fire hose!

She swallowed every drop and sucked deeply to get more. I spurted at least eight or nine times into her mouth and onto the back of her tongue, and she kept sucking for more, swallowing as fast as she could. Finally, I was so weak from spending my load I couldn't stay vertical, and I fell back onto the bed. She never let go of my cock. She kept sucking me in a hot orgasmic passion. She wouldn't quit. She didn't want to quit. She kept sucking me and moaning, and I just let her go at it.

She was so fucking hot! Except for triple-X movies, I had never seen anyone act the way she did when she had a hard cock in her mouth. She was absolutely insatiable, to the point where I wondered when I would grow soft again. She never held anything back, continuing to lather me with her tongue and lips.

If I hadn't been there and seen it with my own eyes, and felt her sensual mouth pressure I wouldn't have believed it. She kept me hard! She was so thorough in her ministrations of my cock with her lips, throat and tongue, that it didn't go soft as it usually did! I was still hard! Raging hard!

Kysa really had a talent, but I knew what she was looking for. I could see it in her eyes.

Her crystal blue her eyes tore deep down to my sexual soul, and were begging for it. She looked me straight in the eye and stared right through me as she sucked on my meat. I caught my breath and after a few more minutes of letting her suck, I got up on my knees, threw her over onto her belly and while she turned back to smile at me, eyes twinkling, jammed my still hard cock back into the depths of her ass.

I fucked her butt hole fast and hard, and she raised her ass and fucked me back like a rabbit in heat for almost twenty more minutes. I didn't have another orgasm right away, but she got her assfucked even better than the last time.

It was a magic fuck, believe me. I went for her back hole for as long as I could last, and I finally had to stop before my heart pounded its way from my chest. Her velvet hole was heaven to fuck. Tighter and more sensuous than any fist I could have ever made around my cock.

I remember that before I quit fucking her ass, she had reached around to spread her cheeks for me as before, and she had several more shuddering orgasms, and topped it of with a shrieking cum that lasted for a very long time. She shook in her orgasms as no other woman I had ever been with.

There was no mistaking when she was cumming, and Kysa NEVER faked an orgasm. She didn't want or need to. She never held back an orgasm as far as I knew, and she gave back everything she received, regardless of which hole I had my prick in at the moment. This woman learned to take a cock up her ass that day, and simply could not get enough. She was amazing.

By the time Kysa and I were finished this last episode, we were both exhausted. It was very late in the evening so we both fell asleep, once again, in spoon fashion still deep inside of her. She confessed to me later that she never enjoyed sleeping so much since she started sleeping with a cock inside her ass after a good fuck session.

When we woke up, it was almost 10 a.m. We had definitely had a busy evening. I kissed her good morning, and told her it was time we got cleaned up and had something to eat. I knew she was hungry... for she had gone without supper the night before... but she didn't seem to mind the loss.

I went into the bathroom and ran steaming hot bubble bath water for Kysa. I decided that today was going to be her day to shine in public, and I was getting ready to make sure she had a good start. I helped her into the tub, and began a soothing wash-down of her beautifully tanned body. I washed everything... every square inch... starting from her blonde hair and ending at her toes. Of course, I dallied a bit in between to make sure everything was squeaky clean. Who could resist?

When, finally, she was as shiny as I could possibly get her, I helped her out of the tub, dried her body off, and told her to go to her closet and pick out something sexy and revealing to wear, for we were going out to have breakfast. Smiling, she trotted out to the bedroom and began rummaging through her clothes. While she was doing that, I showered and shaved.

When I came back into the bedroom, I found that she had chosen a pair of skin-tight slacks and a top that was NOT sexy at all. I said. "You call this stuff sexy?" I tossed her clothing selection into a pile in the corner of her closet, and began to rummage through her things. I wanted to take Kysa out into public to show off her stunning attributes, not to hide them.

I was thoroughly amazed at the sexy selections I had to choose from. She had exquisite taste in clothes that had the capability to want men to get beneath them. Since she was petite in stature, she had a lot to choose from when she went out to buy clothes. Everything she bought tended to enhance her alluring figure in one way or another.

Here's what I selected. The white panties and garter belt she had bought the previous day. I didn't want her to wear the bra, even though it was quite thin and frilly, for it would hide what I wanted others to see... her breasts.

A tight pair of upper-thigh-high white mesh stockings (the kind with the heavy line up the back of the leg.) A skin-tight black leather micro-mini skirt (so that others could see the garters and the tops of her nylons, with a little skin as icing on her cake). A semi-sheer, white, silky, low-cut blouse to show off her cleavage, accentuate the mounds of her breasts and highlight her perpetually hard nipples. To finish the outfit off, a pair of shiny-black 3-inch spikes.

As I was choosing the items, her face got redder and redder. She knew that she was about to show more than what she covered. I told her that those clothes are how I envisioned her at the moment, and if she wore them, it would please me greatly. She asked if she could be allowed to wear a bra to hide her nipples, but I shook my head and told her that I wanted to see her brag about what she had, not try to hide it.

She was shaking nervously as she put the clothes on and I simply got dressed in the clothes I had worn the previous day. I had forgotten to bring my suitcase with me, but that didn't seem to matter at the moment.

She looked stunning! The clothes I had selected hid very little of her charms, and she knew it. I did make one minor adjustment. I kneeled down in front of her, reached up under her skirt, removed her panties and tossed them back onto the bed. Now she could feel the air on her newly shaved cunt, with only two or three inches of skirt available to hide it. She needed to be very careful sitting down. Perfection in black and white!

I winked at her and told her that she had better keep her legs closed or someone would be getting more for breakfast than what they ordered. I decided, so as not to cause her too much embarrassment, to go to the next town over to do breakfast. As it happened, the next town was rather large, so she began to relax as we made the drive.

During the drive over, I gave her explicit instructions on how she was to act in public. Basically, she was to be wide open about her sexuality. She knew how to use the attributes she had, and I gave her permission to flaunt it in every direction. What I said was, in effect, make them follow you - make them want you - make them stare and drool. Otherwise, I concluded, it would be no fun at all... for anyone.

As I drove into town, I saw a friendly-looking diner-restaurant and pulled into the parking lot. Then I looked over to her and told her to go in, get a table right in the middle of the dining area (so everyone could see her), and I would follow in a few minutes. I swear... she grinned and her nipples noticeably grew harder.

She got out of the car and smugly swished her tight ass up to the door of the restaurant. Her breasts, hard and firm as they were, still jiggled nicely when she walked in her spiked heels. The fact that she was wearing no bra helped. Immediately, she had everyone's attention. It was a beautiful sight to behold.

As she jiggled her way to the entrance of the restaurant, she didn't notice just how much attention she was attracting. In the parking lot, there was an elderly couple just getting out of a beat-up Oldsmobile. The husband stopped dead in his tracks as he saw Kysa in all her glory. The wife looked to see what hubby was looking at, and immediately whacked him over the head with her purse.

A middle-aged couple were also arriving, but I hadn't noticed them until I heard the wife say something like: ..."and what the hell does she have that I don't have!? She knew the answer to that question, but was damned afraid to admit it, I'm certain.

What fun this day was going to be. Fifteen minutes passed and I was starting to wonder what was going on in the diner, but held fast to the plan I had concocted. I'm certain she was concerned, for I had dressed her in those slinky clothes, drove her to another town, and dropped her off in a very public place. I walked to a nearby phone booth, called the restaurant, and asked the person to please page Kysa. After a minute, Kysa said, "Hello?"

"Hi. Having a fun time strutting your stuff out in the open?"

"Well yes," she said, "but do I have any choice?"

"No, not at the moment. But, I'm sure you're getting some very strange looks... right?"

"Strange is not the word." She replied. "There are a lot of young guys in here and I've been hit on by three of them already. That includes one of the waiters."

"Hmmm... should I come in now?"

"Please?" she replied.

"OK, but only on one condition. Act as if you don't know me, and I'll make a hit on you like those other guys, but this time you take me up on it, and give me plenty of skin shots, if for no other reason than to make the other guys jealous. Just play like you're waiting for your boyfriend or something." She giggled on the other end of the line, and said she would.

I waited another few minutes and then entered the restaurant. I swear, everyone, men and women alike, were checking out her near-naked body. She looked ready to eat. There was a young gent standing next to her table trying to chat up a conversation, and I saw that he had a huge boner in his pants. I could tell she was getting a little irritated by this guy, so I walked up to them and said, "Excuse me, is this gentleman bothering you?"

She looked up at me, smiled glowingly, and said, "No sir, but I think he was just leaving." She glowered at the guy that was hitting on her, and he melted away like sugar in the rain. He looked at me as if to ask, "Who the hell are you?" and walked away mumbling to himself. I think he said something like, .."fucking whore anyway." He wanted her in a bad way though. Tough luck pal.

I ignored the guy, smiled at Kysa, and asked aloud if the seat opposite her was empty. Loud enough for others to hear, she replied, "Well, not really, I'm waiting for my boyfriend, and he'll be here any moment." I said, "Great!" and sat down. Man, did I ever get some strange looks from the guys that were all trying to undress her with their eyes. I knew they were thinking, "This guy has balls! I should have tried that!"

I proceeded to ask her detailed questions about herself, loud enough so that a lot of folks could hear us. Nothing too awful intimate, just questions one would normally ask a woman in a situation like that. I wound up asking her if she had eaten yet. She said no, and I immediately motioned to the waiter that I was ready to order. Of course he saw me right away, for he, too, had been staring at her. And why not?

He came over, and blatantly stared down her blouse at her breasts and nipples. I mean, how could he help himself. He was only human, and I allowed him his long examination of her personal assets. I let him stare while I pretended to look over the menu. She played right into his eyes, as I had asked her to do, and after a short while, I ordered food for both of us, never asking Kysa what she wanted.

She slowly arched her back a little and that caused her terminally hard nipples to press into the front of her sheer blouse. She adjusted her blouse to show the waiter even more cleavage. She made a show of adjusting herself a lot and made sure the waiter knew that she saw him staring. She smiled at him as if to say "I bet you want me in the back room right about now, with my legs wrapped around you, don't you, you poor boy."

While we were waiting for our food, I allowed her to play sex games with the other guys sitting around her while I feigned ignorance of what she was doing, and she even whispered that she was giving free pussy shots to the guys sitting across from her. I smiled to myself and let her keep her legs spread to play her silly cunt games with the men in the restaurant.

We slowly ate breakfast and had a very intense discussion of whether or not she should cheat on her boyfriend. As the other patrons couldn't help but hear, I said, "You know you want other guys, otherwise you wouldn't have had breakfast with me, dressed the way you are. Your boyfriend hasn't showed up yet, so he obviously couldn't give a damn about you. So what do you say we both just leave and go out to my car, and we'll drive away into the sunset?"

I heard some snickering from the guys looking and listening and I'm sure they thought that that was the dumbest line I could have ever made. But, I think they were really surprised when she stood up, large breasts wiggling under her sheer blouse, and said, "You know, you just got lucky. My damned boyfriend stood me up for the last time. Let's go to your place and talk about it."

You could have cut the silence with a knife. It was great! I paid for the meal, left a hefty tip, and off we went grinning wildly at each other, arm-in-arm, never to be seen again. It was so cool. I've always wanted to do that, and Kysa played it perfectly. She loved every moment of flaunting herself in public, and she told me so in the car. She was so excited, by the time we returned to the car she was shivering with glee... practically forcing her rigid nipples through that flimsy blouse material. Beautiful... just beautiful!

As we were walking back, I noticed that her short skirt was riding quite high up on her asscheeks. It hid virtually nothing, and she knew exactly what she was showing. No imagination was needed to see what Kysa had between her legs. I helped myself and reached behind her to gently slap her cute butt.

Once we were in the car I looked up and saw two of the young guys that were sitting near us in the restaurant. They were staring out the restaurant window at us. Then it hit me. I told her to quickly remove her skirt and give it to me. Happily, she did so, right there in the front seat.

I started the car, drove out of the parking lot across the street and honked my horn to get their attention. When they looked out, I tossed her skirt out the window onto the ground in front of their window. The look they gave was worth the trip. We sped off, both of us laughing our respective asses off. What a great morning! Life was good.

We laughed for a long time. We breezed on down the road for a few miles, and it suddenly hit Kysa. She was skirtless, pantyless and braless in the car... cruising down the road. She was wearing only the white net hose, white garter belt, white shoes and white sheer blouse. She was pretty and I wanted her to stay like that for as long as possible.

I took the opportunity to do something I'd wanted to do for a long time. While we were driving down the highway, I unzipped myself, pulled out my hardening prick, and grabbed my woman by the hair. Pulling her down to me, I pushed her face to my groin and forced her to suck my cock as I was driving down the road. What they say is true, especially if you have an expert cocksucker like Kysa. You cannot drive and get a blowjob at the same time.

Of course, I took her lips as much as I could, but finally had to pull over to the side to experience her better. Once again she shafted me full length until I was ready to cum. This time, though, I wanted something different. When I was ready, I stood up, faced her, and spewed my jism all over her next and down between her cleavage. I really messed her chest up with my hot load of cum. There was a lot of it to spread around, and I made sure she had it all over herself.

I sat back down in the drivers' seat, and it took me a while to come back down from the clouds. She gives really great head. No mortal man could hold back an orgasm from her mouth. I dare you to try it.

Soon enough though, we were back on the road, headed back home. Half dressed and cum all over the front of her, she silently rode with me with a smile on her face.

After a short while, she asked if I could get her something to wear, and I said, "Sure!" and drove straight to the mall. When I drove into the parking lot, I found a quiet, secluded parking spot pretty far from the entrance where most folks don't park. She realized that something was amiss and she said, "Oh No. No Way! This is where I draw the line. I'm not about to walk into that mall naked!"

Turning to look at her I said in a stern voice, "You are my slave and you will do exactly as I tell you, and nothing else. You will obey me without question, or you will be surprised at what happens next. You will not tell me what you will or will not do, ever again."

I must make a point of saying that she was very shocked at my tone of voice, since it was the first time I had truly spoken to her as a Master would to a slave he owned. She had never heard me speak forcefully, and it took her several seconds to grasp my attitude and meaning. Once she knew I meant business, she dropped her eyes, and said, "Yes."

I reached over and lifted her face to look at me, and it appeared that she was ready to let go a few tears. Too bad. I held her face up to make her look me square in the eye, and said to her, "From this moment on, you will address me as Master. You will say 'Yes Master' or 'No Master' when you speak to me. It is a sign of respect that you know and understand your position as my slave, and that you are aware that you must do my bidding, regardless of how you feel about it."

"Your desires are irrelevant. Your place is to service me and others as I may or may not choose in the future. You will do exactly as I wish you to do, and nothing else. Never question my authority over your position. Now, I know that you have the ability to understand the words I am speaking to you. Presently, your only duty in life is to do exactly as I wish. Do you or do you not understand everything I have just said?"

Kysa was absolutely frightened of me at that moment. I could see it in her eyes, and, of course, I used it to my immediate advantage. She had not been expecting me to speak to her in that manner.

In her face I read fear, anger, embarrassment, and something else that I soon learned was her sexuality starting to emerge. Even through all her feelings, she held her back stiffly. Her physical attributes shone through, deliciously. Then firmly, almost with a tone of self-acceptance to her position, I felt a small shudder run through her, and she responded to me by looking right into my eyes and saying, "Yes, Master."

I looked at her and said, "Although just the mere thought of you walking naked beside me in public, with cum all over you, thrills me to no end, I never intended for you to go out in public that way. We still live in a backward world where there are laws against such things. We would be arrested on the spot, and it would spoil the fun." Then, I felt her relax, and we just sat there for a few moments smiling at each other.

I removed the car keys, and got out of the car. She said, "Where are you going?" I turned and glowered down at her in the car. She gulped and repeated, "Where are you going, Master?"

I said, "To go buy you some clothes... of course. Do you want to sit out here naked in the car all day?" Then I just turned and started walking towards the mall entrance. After just a few steps, however, I turned back to the car and said aloud, "And you better not forget to say 'Master' again. You will be receiving a spanking as soon as I return." Then I turned and walked into the mall.

Imagine, if you will. There was Kysa, sitting more than half-naked, alone in the parking lot of a mall, with puddles of fresh cum all down the front of her chest, while I wandered in to get some clothes for her to wear.

I figured I may as well pick up something for myself as long as I was there, so I spent a while searching through the men's section at one of the outlets. When I had selected something I could wear, I paid for it and left. As I was walking towards another shop that I thought would have something special for Kysa, I happened to pass Victoria's Secret.

As my good fortune would have it, the same sales clerk was on duty. I didn't realize how cute she was. Very pretty. When she was alone on one side of the store, I walked up to her and said hello. She replied, "Hello there! How are you today?"

I replied that I was more than fine and inquired about her day. She said, "Well, today is going just fine, but yesterday was much more exciting." With a grin I asked why.

She replied, "Yesterday's encounter with Kysa was... a pleasant distraction. Did she tell you about what happened in the dressing room? I'll bet she did, and you guys were all over each other all night."

I replied, "Actually, I was planning to ask her about it this evening, since we were quite busy the previous evening."

The clerk replied, "Hmm, she never said anything, huh? Curious."

Now I was the one getting curious. "Perhaps you should tell me the whole story, and by the way, what IS your name?"

She said, "My name is Melanie, and don't you think it would be better if she told you? I think you'd like it better that way."

I said, "Hmm, I think I'd like to hear it from you first so that I would know if she was telling me the whole truth. Don't be shy, I'm not the type to tell anyone anything private. If I were, you would have already heard about it."

She said, "Honey, I'm anything but shy!" Her face WAS a little red, but said that she couldn't tell me about it in the store where someone might overhear it. She also added "But I wouldn't mind a second helping, or three, or four!" I thought about it some, and I had a pretty good idea what had happened behind those closed dressing room doors, but I was now really needing to hear the full story.

I told her "Perhaps I know a way you can get that second helping, with desert." I gave her Kysa's address, and asked her if she could be at the house at a specific time, and she chuckled and said, "For another plateful of Kysa, I'll be there in a heartbeat!" This was going to be a fun evening.

I said goodbye to Melanie, and went on to another store, bought some clothes for Kysa, and went back out to the car. There she was, all red-faced and very eager to leave. I got back into the car, gave her a short white mini-skirt to put on, smiled widely at her, and said, "Girl... have I got a surprise for you tonight."

All that afternoon, I kept thinking about the treat in store for all of us, and I had been preparing Kysa for it. When we got home, I started by blindfolding Kysa and having her make love to me. I wouldn't allow her even an instant of peeking. She tried once, but she received an ass warming for her efforts. She promised she wouldn't peek again, but a few extra hard slaps of her tender cheeks made the deal stick. She was a bad girl, loved her ass spanked, and we both knew it!

Then, after our slow love making session had quieted down, I asked her if she trusted me. She said she did. Using some towels, I tied her arms and legs to the four corners of her bed, and made slow passionate love to her, once again. Then... I set the trap. I told her that later on I would blindfold her again, tie her to the bed, and have my way with her cunt. She made some silly comment like "Promises, promises!" and walked away giggling.

I suppose what she didn't know wouldn't hurt her, so we spent the rest of the day frolicking naked around the house, not doing much except lounging about, inspecting each others bodies with open stares.

Together, we fixed and ate a light dinner. I asked her if she would go in, take a nice hot shower, and get dressed up for me in all her new powder-blue underthings. Of course, she agreed, and sped into the bathroom to get all squeaky clean for me.

Melanie's timing was perfect. She drove up to the house as Kysa was taking a shower. While she was showering, I let Melanie into the house, and was bluntly honest with her, explaining in a low whisper what I thought would be the perfect evening. I came right out and told her what I would like to happen, and surprisingly, she was very much agreeable and added a few twists to the plot herself.

While Kysa washed herself, Melanie and I quickly hashed out all the details, and just as we were finishing, we heard the shower being turned off. She motioned me to go to the bedroom to deflect Kysa while she 'got herself prettied up.'

I walked into the bedroom, closed the door going into the hallway towards the rest of the house, and met Kysa coming out of the shower. I grabbed her in my arms, kissed her lips forcefully, and asked her if she was ready for my surprise. Her eyes lit up and twinkled brightly. She stated, haughtily, "I can handle anything you've got up your sleeves, Master."

"Oh, really!" I said, smiling widely.

"You betcha!" she replied.

I walked her over to the bed, helped her to finish drying off, and dressed her in her blue underclothes. Once she was 'dressed', I walked over to her dresser and picked out a nice perfume I dabbed a hint of some on her most 'private' spots. I dotted a small amount between her breasts, a small dab at the base of her spine, one small spot behind each of her knees, a light swipe across her flat belly, and finished up with a dash to the upper portion of her inner thighs.

Once she was ready, I pulled out the blindfold and the towels I was going to use on her. She saw them and smiled, expecting some exciting action. Poor Kysa. She just didn't understand. She was clueless and I loved it.

I attached the blindfold and triple-checked it to make sure she couldn't see a thing. I laid her gently onto the bed, on her back, and stuffed a small pillow under her lower back and ass to make her pretty pussy available for the ministrations it was about to receive. She just kept giggling... the poor creature.

I spread her legs and arms, and secured her firmly to all four corner posts. The result was a perfectly displayed and spread-eagled body of art. I told her not to utter a single sound until she was told to speak. She nodded her head. I told her that she was not to hold back on any of my manipulations of her body. She was to show me just how much of a woman she could be.

She was told to do anything it takes to have an orgasm. I told her to see if she could beat her previous record of orgasms, and that no matter what happens, I wanted to see her cum... and cum... and cum. I also told her that I wouldn't stop until I thought she had cum enough for the evening. She nodded her head in eager anticipation.

Then I walked over to the stereo, turned on some good slow `fuck' music, and turned it up loud enough so she couldn't hear any movement in the room. I dimmed the lights until they were only a low yellow tint, and the dimness set off every sensual curve and crevice of Kysa's tight frame. It was perfect. The scene was delicious!

I quietly opened the bedroom door and walked back into the living room where Melanie was getting ready. When I arrived, I stood in the hallway in a state of shock, for there was Melanie, standing in the center of the living room, just as naked as Kysa was in the bedroom. She was gorgeous! 5'6, about 125-lbs., long wavy (not curly) brown hair, and the rest of her assets were as firm and correct as those already mentioned.

She smiled at me and said quietly, "Oh Pooh... that's not fair. You're still dressed!" Trying to be as cool as I could be, I walked up to her and asked her if she wouldn't mind helping me get undressed. She smiled and just started undoing buttons and zippers. It was great! She quickly, and expertly, removed all of my clothes.

The moment I was naked, she wrapped her arms around me and kissed me deliciously. As she stood there pressing her crotch into mine, she asked me where her prize was. I chuckled and told her that part of it was between my legs. Then I told her not to utter a sound when we went into the bedroom where Kysa was, and asked her if she was game for whatever came up. She smiled, reached between us, grabbed my already throbbing cock in her hand, and led me by my hardness down the hallway towards the bedroom.

She opened the door quietly. I reminded Melanie to be silent by putting my finger to my lips, and allowed her to lead me by the cock into the bedroom. She loved what she saw. She let go of my rock hard member, and put her hands up to her mouth as if to stifle a squeak. Then kissed me again.

She whispered into my ear. "All this for me?"

I whispered back "For both of us, dear. It's for both of us. And Kysa hasn't a clue that you're here."

I motioned Melanie over to Kysa's dresser and managed to find an elastic band. I turned Melanie around and started to pull her hair back into a ponytail. She took over, found some bobby pins, and wrapped her hair up into a tight bun at the back of her head. We wanted to make sure Kysa didn't feel Melanie's hair, so that Kysa wouldn't know who was touching her. She succeeded in getting the whole lot pulled tight into a bun.

I whispered into Melanie's ear. "Please be patient. I need to ask Kysa about what happened at the store. We'll both know if she's telling the truth, OK?" Melanie nodded in agreement and kneeled on the floor next to the bed to watch the show. I walked over to the bed and climbed up to lay alongside Kysa. She didn't know what was going on, and of course didn't see Melanie staring at her nude body.

"OK, now for your surprise. It's time to play Truth or Punishment. I'm going to ask you some specific questions concerning your personal life, and you must answer them truthfully. But, be very, very careful for you would be surprised to find out exactly how much I already know about you. I've been talking things over with my sister, and it appears that she has spent quite a bit of time with you, and you have discussed all those 'girl things' between each other.

"I've also spoken with some other folks who know you, so if you lie to me, I most assuredly will know. And if you tell me the truth, I'll know that too. If you lie to me, even a little, you will have to endure some very painful slaps on your pretty pink ass. If you think you will enjoy it, think again. This will be punishment, not a pleasure spanking. Each lie adds more slaps. So, think carefully about your answers before you reply, for the numbers add up quickly.

"On the other hand, telling me the truth will bring your choice of pleasures. You can choose whatever sort of pleasure you wish. Anything your heart desires will be given to you, if I am able. You get to choose what sort of pleasure, gift, or other thing you want. Do you understand all that I have said?"

"Yes, Master." she said. I looked to Melanie and saw that she had the most devilish grin on her face.

"All right, first question," I started, "How old were you when you sucked your first cock?"

Kysa smiled and replied, "Twelve."

"Whose cock was it?" I asked.

"My boyfriend at school," she replied.

"How old was he, and why did you suck him? Tell me the whole story."

"He was, ah, fourteen, and we were hanging out at the end of the soccer field after school one day. I liked him a lot, and he asked me if it was ok if he kissed me. I said sure, and we started kissing. We kissed for a long time, and the next think I knew he was squeezing my titties. I never thought I'd let anyone do that to me but he kept kissing and feeling me up... and I liked it."

I just smiled at Melanie and let Kysa continue.

"I liked it a lot and wanted to do something for him, but I didn't know what to do, so I just started rubbing and squeezing his crotch. Pretty soon he was complaining that his jeans were too tight for that, so he reached down, unzipped his fly and pulled it out. He made me look at it. It was the first one I had even seen."

I asked, "You had never seen a penis before?"

"Well, yes, but only in pictures," she replied.

"Then you lied to me. That's two slaps. Continue."

She pouted a little, but continued. "He pulled my hand down, put it on his cock, and told me to touch it and play with it. He showed me how he wanted me to do it. Well, I looked down at it, twisted it in my hand, pulled on it, and generally played with it while he reached under my blouse and up under my bra and started to play with my nipples.

"Then he surprised me by saying that I should kneel down and take a closer look at it. I was so flustered and shocked, I just looked around to see if anyone was watching and saw that we were alone I scooted down and looked real close at it. I didn't know any better. Once I was down there, he told me to play with it some more and showed me more of how he liked it touched.

"Then he told me to kiss it! I was so excited by what I was doing that I just did what he asked me to do, without thinking. I held it like he wanted, one hand wrapped around it, and the other holding up his balls. I leaned in and kissed the tip of it a few times and started giggling, because I couldn't believe I was doing that.

He got a little upset because I giggled, so I apologized. He said to French kiss it, and then I knew what he wanted me to do, without a doubt. I looked around again to see that nobody was watching and then I just popped it into my mouth."

I looked over at Melanie and she was beginning to squirm around on the floor. She silently got up on her knees and, closed-eyed, started rubbing her pussy with both hands. Turning back to Kysa, I asked, "Then what happened?"

"Well, I just kept sucking his cock. It was kinda neat and kinky to be doing that to a boy, and I actually liked it. He let me do it for a long time, assuring me that I was doing a good job, and that nobody was watching. Just about then, he put his hand on the back of my head and pulled my mouth deep over his cock, and he started pumping it in and out. Then it hit me. I realized then that I was actually giving a boy my very first blowjob.

"It was kinda neat. I sucked him as nice as I could under the situation. Now that I think about it, though, he wasn't very big, only about 6 inches, but then again he was only 14. Anyway, all of a sudden he started pushing it in deeper and I was gagging on the head of it because it was pushing at the back of my throat, so I started to pull away. Of course, he didn't want me to stop, so he just forced my mouth down over his cock and kept pushing it in and out real deep.

"Finally, after what seemed like an eternity. He pushed his dick all the way into the back of my throat, and I opened up and took it all the way. I gagged a lot, but all of a sudden he started jerking real hard and then all I remember was that I felt something hot and salty squirting into my mouth and throat.

"I had a good idea what it was, but never having tasted it before, wasn't sure. But he reinforced my thinking by telling me to swallow his cum. So I did. It didn't taste too bad, but I wasn't really ready for that. He came a lot. I mean a LOT. When he was done cumming in my mouth, he pulled out and put it back into his pants. I swallowed all of his cum, and he told me I was a great little cocksucker. That was my first blowjob and first taste of cum."

"Well, for a twelve-year-old, your first blow job seemed to go fairly well." I smiled and looked over at Melanie, who was busy playing with her pussy. Then I said, "OK, even though you told a little white lie, I'll allow one quick pleasure, so what will your pleasure be?"

"Well, let's see now. I could use my nipples sucked, how about that?"

"Sounds good to me!" I replied.

I looked up at Melanie and motioned to Kysa's breasts as if to say "Want these?" She nodded vigorously and I motioned her to hold on a sec, and climbed off the bed. When I was standing beside Melanie, I kissed her deeply, felt her heavy breasts in the palms of my hands, and whispered "Would you like to suck Kysa's nipples?"

She nodded and I whispered "Be careful that she doesn't know who's doing it." She nodded again and knelt beside Kysa on the bed carefully. She bent over and put one of Kysa's nipples between her lips and began to lick and suck it to rigidness. Kysa moaned and twisted trying to get more of her breast into Melanie's mouth.

Melanie began to suck and nibble on both of Kysa's breasts, alternating between each to give them both an even take. Then she reached up and began to squeeze both of Kysa's breasts. She pulled the nipples hard and tweaked them even harder. She sucked them both, again, for quite along time. Finally, I motioned to Melanie that it was time to quit. I wanted to ask Kysa another question.

Melanie pouted, then smiled, and got off the bed even as Kysa was moaning and begging for more. Melanie stood and stared at Kysa's body and, had I not turned her around to get more attention for myself, she would have jumped onto Kysa and had her way. As it was, I needed some more attention for myself. Fair is fair.

I motioned to Melanie to wait just a second. I turned to Kysa, leaned over and kissed her lips, and said, "I'll be right back. I have to go to the bathroom. Did you like your nipples sucked?"

"Oh yes, Master! I loved it! I want more. Please more!"

"Later, my pet. Rest for now, and think of the next pleasure you would like." Then I got off the bed, took Melanie's hand, and led her out of the bedroom while the music continued to drown out any hint of her presence.

We walked out into the living room and fell onto the sofa chuckling about our deception. In low voices, we began talking. "That was great!" she said. "And she doesn't even know it was me!"

"Great is right! You looked sexy doing Kysa like that! I loved it! And just think! There's just a lot more of her available for you to taste!"

We chuckled about it even more, and before I knew it, Melanie was in my arms, and we rolled onto the floor. I gently landed on top of her and proceeded to suck HER nipples as she had done with Kysa. Only I didn't stop there. I trailed my kisses down to Melanie's belly and soon found myself spreading her legs and mashing my face into her wet cunt. She was soaked!

I couldn't help smell her feminine muskiness as she grabbed the back of my head and forced my face right into her wet cuntlips and began twisting and grinding as though she wanted my whole head inside her. I was only too willing to comply and tried hard to climb aboard.

After a highly sensual orgasm on her part, I moved back up towards her breasts, licking with my tongue all the way, spreading her cunt juices over her belly and ribs. I propped myself up on my elbows and laid my belly onto hers, slipping my bulging cock full length into her ready cunt. She was absolutely boiling, as was I.

I kindly obliged her needs and mine, and we banged our crotches together for several minutes and soon felt the need to fill her juicy hole with even more moisture. I looked up and told her I was about to cum and she wrapped her legs all the way around me and locked them across my back. She said, "Blow it all inside of me as hard as you can. Let me feel it spurt out. I love the feeling of a cumming cock!"

Once again, I obliged her, and blew an entire truckload of cum inside her tight pussy. I shook in my ecstasy for a long time, and kept on cumming inside her. After finally calming down, we got up and walked into the bathroom, and helped each other get cleaned up in the shower. I didn't want Kysa to smell anything but me, so we made sure everything was washed that needed washing.

I kissed Melanie passionately and asked her if she was ready for another round with Kysa. She said she couldn't wait any longer so we wandered back into the bedroom to where we left her. Her blindfold was still snugly in place, and I could tell she was trying to hear what was happening.

She jumped when she felt Melanie's hand stroke her flat belly, running a finger down to Kysa's pussy, getting the tip wet with Kysa's cunt juices. She smiled, licked her finger clean and sat down beside the bed, getting ready for the next phase.

I sat on the bed beside Kysa's naked body, and asked her if she was OK.

She replied, "Yes, Master," and nodded that she was ready.

Then I said, "OK dear, time for round two. Here's your next question, and remember, be careful how you answer it. When was the last time you tasted a woman's cunt?"

Kysa appeared shocked and immediately replied, "That's simple. I've NEVER done that to another girl. Never!"

I looked over at Melanie who was giving me the 'thumbs down' gesture. I smiled and said, "I believe you to be lying about that. That's four slaps on your ass."

Kysa said, "Honest... I've never made it with another girl!" Melanie was shaking her head, smiling, and pointing to herself.

"You're lying to me again, slut. That's six smacks on your pretty ass. It's going to be damned sore when I get through with it. Now tell me the truth!"

"I am telling you the truth. Don't you think I'd know if I ever did a pussy before?"

"This is not a good sign, my sweet slave. You have lied to me, once again, about the same thing. For that, your punishment is doubled to twelve slaps, and you must deep throat my cock until I say you can stop. Now, I will ask you again. When was the last time you sucked another girl's cunt?"

Kysa began to sob a little, but she again replied that she had never done that before, and that I should have faith in her answers.

"You know," I began, "Telling lies to your Master while you're tied up and blindfolded is NOT a very smart thing to be doing. I happen to know the whole truth of the matter and yet you continue to deny it.

Therefore, your punishment has now increased to twenty-four slaps on your pretty tight asscheeks. Furthermore, I am going to get you a butt plug, and you will have to wear it in up inside your ass at all times unless I remove it!

"On top of that, you shall be confronted with the girl who's pussy you ate. You will then lick, suck and eat her cunt in front of me until SHE has had enough of your mouth. Only when she is finished cumming on your face, will you be done. You will make love to her and provide her with whatever she needs for pleasure.

"Now... I will give you only one more chance to be totally open and honest with me. If you are not, you shall receive even more of a punishment... and you will NOT be happy about it. So let me ask the question one more time. When was the last time you tasted a woman's cunt?"

Kysa was, by this time, weeping openly. Red-faced, and sobbing with tears streaming down the sides of her face, she told us, "I did it yesterday." I told her that she was to relate the entire cunt-licking incident to me, and not to leave any details out at all. Melanie and I were all smiles.

"I was forced to put my mouth on Melanie's pussy. Melanie is the clerk at Victoria's Secret, the place where you bought my new underwear. I didn't want to do it, but she made me... honest... she told me if I didn't do it she would tell you.

She told me that you wanted me to do it, and she made me lick her pussy while we were in the dressing room. I didn't know what to do. I was so shocked! She came into the dressing room while I was getting undressed to try on the clothes, and she stood there staring at me. Then she told me to let her help.

"She made me get completely undressed, and when I was naked, she took a pair of my new panties, knelt in front of me, and made me step into them. She touched me all over. She squeezed my ass and when I tried to get away she told me you wouldn't be very happy. She said I was not behaving, and she would simply have to tell you about it.

What could I do? She just kept touching my ass, my pussy, and my breasts. She was feeling me all over and whispering things in my ear. She told me that I was a pretty little whore and that I deserved a Master like you, but it wasn't nice to make you mad. She told me to do what she wanted or there would be hell to pay.

"So, while I was standing there naked, she leaned over and started kissing me. She pulled me to her face and kissed my mouth deep. She was French kissing me and I didn't know what to do, so I just played along. Then she sat me down on the bench and she took off all of her clothes while I watched! She even made me help her get undressed! It was so embarrassing!"

"So then what did she do? Tell me everything or you get more punishment! If you think I'm kidding... you just try me out for size!"

"Please," Kysa started, "I'm trying to tell you what happened," she said while sobbing loudly. "She took off all her clothes and made me take off her bra and panties. Then she stood me up and grabbed me. She said she wanted a nice hug, tight enough to feel my breasts pushing against hers.

She hugged me and told me to be nice and hug her back. I did that and she pressed her breasts and cunt against mine and pushed me back against the wall. Then she started to kiss my neck and face and ground her pussy into mine while I was against the wall.

"She grabbed my hair and pulled my face back and kissed me on my lips, pushing her tongue deep into my mouth. After she kissed me for a real long time, she told me she wanted to eat my pussy. Well, I had never done that before and told her that, but she just told me to shut up, sit down, and spread my legs wide.

She pushed me back and sat me down on the bench, and spread my legs before I could even get a chance to react. Before I knew it she was down on her knees in front of me eating my pussy!"

At this point in her story, Kysa appeared to calm down, and even smiled a little as she remembered the incident in some detail. She was weeping and smiling at the same time!

"Her mouth went right for my cunt and I could feel her lips moving against me and then her tongue came out and started flicking against my clit, and she was making me jump. I tried to push her away, but she looked up and told me to sit still and enjoy it.

"Her face was all wet from my pussy, and she just went back down there and started licking it all over. Then I just couldn't help myself! It started to make me feel like I was going to have an orgasm, and before I could stop it I was shaking and cumming in her mouth! She made me cum with her mouth on my pussy!

"Without waiting for me to calm down from my orgasm, she got up and switched our positions. Now she wanted me to lick HER pussy! I was scared and didn't want to do that, but then she stood up and started putting on her clothes, and told me that this would not go over well with you. I begged her not to do that, and she said there was only one option for me. So I did it.

"She sat back down and spread her legs so that her cunt was wide open to me. I looked down at her cunt and didn't really know what to do. I knelt down, bent over, and kissed her pussy. That wasn't good enough for her. She told me to lick it inside and out, just like she had done to me. So I started to do that.

"She sat back further on the bench, spread her legs wider and pulled my face into her cunt and made me lick her out. She kept telling me to lick it clean. She told me not to leave anything behind, and that if I did she would tell you I had been bad.

"It seemed like I licked her forever! She wanted more and more. Then she shook hard and told me she was cumming in my face and to suck her clit harder. If I didn't do it hard enough she would have me punished anyway. It took her forever to finish cumming in my mouth. I kept licking and sucking for all I was worth, and finally she shuddered for a second time and I tasted even more of her cum in my mouth.

"When she was finished, she pulled my face up, smiled at me, and kissed me deeply. She told me that I was a good little cunt-licking sex slave, and that I had done a marvelous job at licking her tight pussy clean. She told me that she wouldn't say anything to you, and that made me happy. Then she got dressed, and put my underthings on my body for me.

"She wouldn't let me help. She wanted to dress me herself. She touched me, sexually, all over. It took her a long time to finally pull up my panties and hook my bra. She kept touching my ass, my stomach, my pussy and my tits. She pinched my nipples a lot.

"When she was finally done, she told me I was a very pretty young thing, and that she wanted someday to do it all over again. I was never so glad to get away from there! So there... now you know the truth. Yes... I licked Melanie's pussy, but only because she forced me to do it."

Melanie and I were totally out of breath when Kysa had finished telling her story. I praised her for finally telling me the truth, but reminded her again that her punishment would be as stated. She had lied to me. She asked me how I knew what had happened, and I said, "I had no knowledge of your sex with Melanie until today." And I added, "I wish I had been privy to that sight. I bet it was kinky as hell, but I never told Melanie to do any of that to you.

"My guess is that Melanie found herself in a unique situation and decided to take advantage of it. And, it looks like she used you well. I just thought she was helping you to fit your clothes properly. Personally, if I had been in Melanie's position, I think I would have taken advantage of your situation as well. Being a slave can sometimes put you in embarrassing situations. You must get used to that idea, for it is to happen quite a lot."

Melanie was wiping away some small tears also, and she nodded when Kysa was finished telling her story. Kysa had told the whole story, complete with accurate details. I helped Kysa quiet down, and smothered her sobbing with little kisses on her neck and shoulders. When she was finally in control, I told her that since she finally told me the whole truth, she could have her new pleasure now.

Kysa instantly felt better, now that she figured it wasn't as embarrassing as she had thought, and that I had not scolded her for doing what she had done in the dressing room.

So, she said in a loud voice, "I want my cunt licked even better than I licked Melanie's cunt! I want to cum a hundred times in your mouth. I want you to suck my pussy forever! I want you to suck me better than you have ever sucked a pussy before. Drink all of my cum and don't ever stop! I think I deserve that much for telling you about her!"

Then she grinned widely, and I agreed that she deserved every orgasm that she could muster from her tiny body. I told Kysa that she did, indeed, deserve to have as many pussy-licking orgasms as she wanted and made her promise to cum as much as possible.

Before I could even acknowledge her, Melanie was already standing beside the bed in anticipation. I smiled up at her, climbed off of the bed, walked up to her, kissed her severely, and whispered in her ear, "There are two cunts that need eating in this room. What say you eat one and I eat the other?"

She whispered back "I thought you would never get to this part!" I told her that I had yet another surprise for her. I brought her into the bathroom and grabbed the razor and shaving cream that I had previously used to shave Kysa's cunt. I asked Melanie to shave Kysa again, as there was a little stubble that needed to be removed first. We walked back into the bedroom, and I leaned over and told Kysa that her cunt needed a fresh shave first, and she giggled and said she would love a trim.

I motioned to Melanie to go for it, and she sat down between Kysa's spread legs and lathered her naked pussy. Then Melanie began shaving it with deliberate slowness. She took her time removing every last sign of hair stubble from Kysa's cunt. Then she took a warm wash cloth and wiped it clean, making sure to open the lips and wipe inside. All the time, Kysa kept swishing her hips, enjoying the full sensations of the experience.

When Melanie finished shaving and cleaning Kysa's mound, she started to play with it. She began fingering Kysa's pussy and feeling the entire outside length of it. Once she thought that Kysa had had enough, she stood up and took the shaving items back into the bathroom. I took the opportunity to grab a feel of Melanie's firm body parts.

After a while, Melanie sat down on the toilet seat cover, pulled my cock to her mouth and began sucking me with vigor. She sucked me long enough to get my cock raging hard, and then smiled up at me, whispering that it was time she tasted some nice fresh cunt. The vixen strikes again, leaving me hanging. Well, not exactly hanging, as it were. Just before we left the bathroom, I told her not to make any noises whatsoever, or the whole game would be over. She agreed to be very careful. I told her that Kysa's pussy was all hers and she smiled in glee, kissing me again.

When I came back in, I reminded Kysa to give me as many orgasms as she possibly could, for I simply would be very unhappy if I felt she was holding back. She happily agreed to cum for me as often as I let her. She giggled and told me to hang on for dear life once I started eating her pussy.

I wanted to watch Kysa's pussy being licked for a while, so I positioned myself on the floor on the side of the bed. Melanie leaned over the end of the bed and reached out to touch Kysa's hot wet cunt. I could smell Kysa's feminine odor already. She had a very clean, fresh scent.

Melanie bent over, lying down with her belly and breasts between Kysa's legs and her perky ass and pussy off the end of the bed. She leaned over and put her nose right up to Kysa's cunt and smelled the fresh aroma. Then she immediately began to tongue Kysa's cuntlips apart, sticking her tongue deep inside her pussy.

Melanie was no novice at eating pussy. That much I am certain. She completely smothered herself inside Kysa's hot hole and ate her for all she was worth. I figured that Melanie knew what pussy eating was all about, and after watching her go at Kysa's cunt, I needed a taste of some as well.

As I watched, she continued to lick and suck on Kysa's sopping wet pussy. Even though Kysa was tied to the corners of the bed, she was still able to squirm wildly. I hadn't tied her very tight, but I did give her enough room to move in case she got stiff and uncomfortable. Since there was a small pillow under her ass to push her cunt into the air, she had a little less maneuverability to pump Melanie's face, but that didn't stop her from trying. Kysa squirmed and moaned in delight as Melanie continued to eat her.

All the while, I knew that Kysa thought it was me doing the eating. What a surprise she would have when she finally realized the truth of the matter. I chose not to tell Kysa what was happening right away, for I had the feeling that she wouldn't respond as well as she was at the moment.

I thought she might hold back and, perhaps, not even enjoy it at all. So, I just let Melanie continue to lick between Kysa's legs, while Kysa continued her wild gyrations, and every so often she would shudder in orgasmic waves of delight.

It was easy to tell when Kysa had an orgasm. Each time she reached climax, she would come back to earth with a sexy sigh. The longer and deeper the sigh, the better her orgasm was. It was actually kind of cute the see her tummy shake in the throes of her orgasm then shiver and sigh as it ebbed. I must report that Melanie kept Kysa sighing for quite some time. Sometime after the fifth sigh, I lost count.

I stood up and wandered around behind Melanie, watching her cute ass wiggle while she ate Kysa. She was so deeply involved with Kysa's pussy, she wasn't paying much attention to anything else, and she jumped a little when she felt me start to rub her ass. I squeezed and rubbed Melanie's firm asscheeks, enjoying the excruciatingly vivid scene before me.

My member was rock solid again, and playfully, I pushed it against Melanie's ass hole. She squeezed her cheeks together a little bit, so I sensed that she might not want a hard one in her ass at the moment (or ever), so I backed off and got on my hands and knees behind her.

It's not often that I get the opportunity to eat a woman's pussy from behind, so I reveled in the sight of her backside waving in front of me, as she continued eating out Kysa's cunt. I decided to go for the brass ring. I leaned forward, silently kissed both of her asscheeks, and began to lick them both. I licked both asscheeks from top to bottom and side to side.

When I finished soaking both cheeks with my tongue, I lowered my face and started licking the backside of her cunt. She felt the pressure of my tongue on her pussylips and spread her legs as wide as she could so that I would have free rein over it. At the same time, she reached between Kysa's legs and, using her fingers, spread Kysa's cuntlips as wide as she could and took Kysa's cunt full in her mouth.

Once again, I saw Kysa shudder in orgasm and she kept begging me (Melanie) not to stop. She kept moaning and cumming, having the cunt eating of her life. I decided that now would be the time to go for Melanie's pussy too, so I turned around, laid my head on the edge of the bed, face up between her legs, and reached around to pull her pussy to my face. I grabbed one asscheek in each hand and held her cunt to my mouth while I began sucking every drop of juice I could find there.

She tasted wonderful. As she ate Kysa, I ate her. I don't know if she liked it as much as Kysa, but I was certainly giving her wetness my full attention. This went on for quite some time, and Melanie finally had her first cum while pushing her cunt onto my mouth.

She came hard and started shuddering herself. So much so, I was afraid Kysa would feel it. But, just then, Melanie made Kysa cum very hard, and with Kysa's raging orgasm in full stream, there was little chance she would be thinking about anything else.

Kysa screamed in ecstasy on that last orgasm and she shook so hard that I knew she was having one of her best ever cum sessions. She continued to moan and thrash wildly about, pushing her cunt into Melanie's face. Just as she was quieting down, and sighing, Melanie backed off slowly and took one final lick and suck of Kysa's hot clit. Then she backed up a little, slid her pussy down my chest and started to sit on my lap. She reached around behind her, and guided my hardon full length into her boiling cunt hole. I maneuvered her away from the bed and had to hold my hand over her mouth so she wouldn't give herself away.

Once away from the bed, I put my finger to my lips to warn her to be quite. Then I whispered into her ear. "How did she taste?" She whispered back, "Yummy... my belly is almost full of her cunt juice. It tasted delicious. But, now I need a good hard fuck to get myself an orgasm. I really need one. I'll eat her cunt more in a while. Let her relax a bit"

I said, "I want you to have one too, and I'd be proud to give you one, but you have to make a choice. Do you want an orgasm from my cock, or would you like to get one from Kysa's mouth? I think it's time Kysa knew the truth. I'll fuck this sweet pussy of yours later on, I promise."

She leaned back away from me, smiled widely, and almost laughed. "Hell," she whispered, "I want both. I want at least a quickie from you right now, and then I'll get one from Kysa. I'll take hers after, but are you sure you want her to know I'm here?" I nodded, and motioned for her to get up. We got up and went into the living room.

Of course, we both immediately dropped to the floor and she spread her legs again and pulled me into her. I stiffed her cunt for several minutes until she had a small shuddering orgasm, and then we decided to get up and get cleaned up in the bathroom.

Kysa was still breathing hard when we returned. I reached out and touched her quivering lower belly and, still blindfolded, she thanked me profusely for eating her pussy so well. I told her to relax and build up her energy, because in a few minutes she was going to get the punishment she deserved for lying to me. Instantly, Kysa looked worried and begged for forgiveness.

I said, "Did you actually believe I would forget your punishment? You lied to me too many times. I might have considered letting you off for one little white lie, but you continued to lie to me as though I were stupid and would never find out the truth. I'm not stupid.

"You deserve to be punished, and I want you to remember exactly what your punishment was supposed to be. I'll be right back, as soon as I get cleaned up a bit, and when I return, you will tell me what that punishment is. And if you have forgotten, I will double it. Do you understand me?"

Kysa meekly said that she understood me, and her lips started to pout, for she knew that she would receive her harsh punishment as promised. I took Melanie into the bathroom, and we both got ourselves cleaned up. She washed me. I washed her. Life was good, and I couldn't wait to give Kysa her punishment.

When we were done, I whispered to Melanie all that was about to happen, and we both agreed on how things were to be handled pertaining to Kysa when her blindfold was removed. Thus, naked as newborns, we walked back into the bedroom together.

Looking down at Kysa, I saw that she was completely disheveled. The new underwear she had put on was all twisted and distorted over her body, being forcefully pulled aside so that Melanie and I could have our pleasure with her.

I climbed onto the bed and told Kysa that I was going to untie her hands and feet to remove her clothes. I told her that she was not allowed to remove the blindfold until I told her that it was time. She was s