Lauras Slave

By Richard Blaine

Published on May 5, 2006

Authoritarian

The following story is fiction. But like all fiction, there is some truth in it. I write these stories for myself but like to share them with others. If you find my stories to your interest, or not, you may contact me at rick_blaine69@hotmail.com. I am always glad to hear from my readers.

Laura's Slave

By

Rick

For the next couple of hours, she sucked my sore tits, played with my balls, and fucked me some more. She fucked me until she couldn't cum any more.

Part 10

After all Laura had done to me that night, it was a real effort for me to shower both myself and her. But managing that, I changed the sheets on the bed, like a good slave. I then fell into a deep sleep, once again.

When I awoke the next morning, Laura was already up, as usual. We performed our morning ritual, the went up stairs to the kitchen, where I made breakfast, as usual. After we had finished eating, Laura told me what she had planned for me for the day. I had noticed that we had not gotten up until 10:00 am. It was now 11:00 am.

She said that she would be gone for the day and most of the evening. But a friend of hers would be baby-sitting me. I must do whatever she tells me, and let her do to me what pleasures her. Laura asked me if I understood completely, and I of course replied with an accepting yes. A slave has no choice but to obey. She told me that her name was Erica, and that she was a female domitrix.

An hour or so later, I found myself hanging spread eagle from the ceiling, a ball gag in my mouth, weighted nipple clamps, weights stretching my ball sacks, and a large dildo up my ass. I was in bondage heaven.

Laura told me she was leaving, and that Erica would be here when she got here. In other words, I would be hanging around for 2 to 3 hours. With a slap to my face, Laura was off. As usual, I was looking into the full length mirror at my sorry self. But it was what I wanted.

About 2 hours later, I heard someone coming down the stairs. Then I saw Erica at the open door. She was a domitrix vision. She was 6' 2" in spiked black boots. She wore a black leather half bra that supported her breasts, but exposed her huge nipples. Around her waist was a 5" wide black leather belt with silver spikes. Her pussy and ass were fully expose. She had very short black hair, and a pussy with a thick patch of black hair. She wore black leather gloves with silver spikes at the knuckles. Her narrow, deep-set black eyes, bushy eyebrows, dark red lips, made me realize I was in for a rough good time. She was carrying a large black bag.

"I'm Erica, I will be your domitrix, slave. First I will need to get into the mood. I will do that by giving you 20 lashes with my cane." Opening her black bag, Erica took out a long, thin bamboo cane. She quickly began giving me my 20 lashes. The first lash stung my ass, and made my body jump.

Then came the second lash, then the third lash. By the fifth lash my ass was burning hot. My screams were deadened to moans because of my ball gag. By the tenth lash I could feel my ass getting raw. By the fifteenth lash my pain was agonizing. When the twentieth lash struck, my body sunk in complete submission.

Erica let me hang for a while so I could get my breath back. Then she slowly began removing the ball gag, which was a relief for my mouth and jaws. Then the nipple clamps, and ball stretcher. She did not remove the dildo. When she released me from the ankle and wrist clamps, I collapsed to the floor. It took me several minutes before my circulation returned, and I could move.

When I looked up, I saw Erica sitting in the arm chair. Her legs hung over the arms of the chair, spreading her thighs wide apart. Her pussy was spread open, revealing her pink lips and clit. Her clit was over size, like a small penis. I imagined that she fucked other girls with it. My mouth began watering with anticipation. I could see that her pussy was already juicy.

"Eat pussy, you faggot slave," she said with a smirk. "Start with my asshole."

I crawled over to her, and began to lick her asshole. The aroma from her ass and pussy was very heady. The all natural smell was intoxicating. I began licking around her pink shit hole, taking in her taste. Slowly I worked my way towards the center, a little at a time.

"Mmmmm", she said. "I see you have had a lot of experience eating ass. I bet its with other faggots."

Her words were a turn-on to me, it made me hotter, and I started pushing my tongue into her hole. I could really taste her now, oh so musky. I don't know how long I licked that tasty hole, but from her moans, I knew I was doing a good job of eating out her asshole. My own moans of pleasure joined hers. You know how it is when you are eating someone's ass? If you don't, then you need to try it.

Through our moans of pleasure, Erica told me to start on her pussy. As I worked my way up from her ass, I began to swallow her wonderful juices. Her pussy was so wet, and spread so open, my face was sucked in. My tongue and nose were buried in that holy of holies. Her juices were flowing like crazy, I couldn't keep up with the flow. Soon my face was covered in pussy juice. Erica's hips began to move, and she fucked my face. I could hardly breathe. Finally, I moved my tongue up to her engorged clit. It was so large that I began sucking like it was a small cock. This really drove her crazy! Then her pussy burst like a dam. I tried to drink as much as I could, but could not get it all. When she finally stopped, I slid to the floor, my tongue, mouth, and jaws exhausted!

Next: Chapter 11


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