New Mexico's Best Club (M/f, F/f, BDSM) by mindtravler (Copyright) ======================================================== New Mexico's Best Club Ch. 01 ============================= Albuquerque, New Mexico is rather nice as cities go. Clean, spread out with desert on one side and mountains on the other. Two major interstates unite all four directions of the Compass in the center of the city. High tech industries dominate the metro area of the bright Sunbelt City. Overall, I prefer the one horse town that is why I keep a place in the mountains far from the lights. This is a story of normal folk, no huge mansions or limos. We all have good jobs and are stable in the community. No one is drugged, or forced to participate. A little coercion to do certain things but that adds to the excitement. Our club started from some swingers who gravitated to certain likes. Precisely bondage, discipline, humiliation and some pain. About 30 members or so. A quick summary of our organization. The name is just "The Club". Simply all subs are shared by the members. Not all members have subs so Dominants outnumber subs by a small margin. All members, men and women are checked out with a fine toothed comb. Single members are usually part of threesomes who are members. There are several unattached subs, one male the rest women. Each sub is required to give a minimum time to be on call or "With the Vibrator" as we say. They must carry a pager and be on call to service any Top at any time. Thus they must be dress, shall we say seductively or easily accessible. This has become a sort of competition of the Doms; they see how sexy they can dress their slaves when they are on call. No cell phones allowed, when paged the slave must find a pay phone, acknowledge the page and confirm the arrival time with the member. If they fail to comply with either time limit, the slave is punished during the next group meeting. We manage to have a female on call from at least 8 am until 2am. Each story will be about a certain member or incident. You will learn more about the group as the story goes on. .1.Carol, 35, 5'9" great body with short brown hair and hazel eyes. She had been with the club since the beginning. Her 15 year old son is off to computer camp and when this happens each year Carol's Husband/Owner, puts her on 24 hour call. Her husband owns a small computer business that does very well and he employs her for bookwork and such three days a week. Because they are experienced, during this time her owner refrains from fucking her. He does his bit for the group by having her masturbate in the morning without orgasm. On this day Rob, her owner had her working in the shop. Carol was dress in a very short skirt; in fact, it barely concealed the tops of her stockings. Her heels were the tallest she could handle. Rob watched her every chance he could, even after all these years. Her firm ass moved with her steps. She wore a tight blouse that buttoned down in the front. It was not see through but she had to remove the buttons far enough down to show her ample cleavage. On occasion when she dresses like this at the store, the phones sing with the call going out to the area computer geeks. Carol is turned on when the store stays busy with young men gawking at her tits and ass. Rob and Carol were both behind the counter, he selling and she checking another geek out, when her pager went off. It was clipped to her skirt; she usually had it inside her underwear but today underwear was forbidden. Her hand went to the pull it off to look at it when Rob ordered, "Finish the customers". Carol got nervous after the third customer, finally after two more she checked the pager and reached for the telephone. Smiling Rob grabbed her hand and nodded, "In the office" Glancing at her watch as she ran through the shop, all eyes on her ass, she had two minutes to meet the deadline. Slamming the door she reached for the telephone and quickly dialed the number. Carol was not a painslut; humiliation and bondage were her bags. The telephone rang and rang, Carol tapped her foot. " Come on, Come on" she muttered. With thirty seconds left, he answered. "Yes" "Is Jake there?" was the code incase another person answered or a wrong number. "This is he. " was the answer. "What is your pleasure, Master?" she said as it was the practice. She recognized the voice as the newest member Ronald. "Jake" was a code word if the Dom did not answer and the slave did not know who they were contacting; "Meet me at my house in an hour, park in the driveway and walk around the back to the back door. What are you wearing?" he asked Carol told him "Remove all but your shoes and stocking then enter the house. Be on your knees and put on your collar" he ordered and hung up. She was excited, a new adventure, while she fished the Club Directory out of her purse. Rob came in causing Carol to look up with a smile. "Well cunt!?" he asked, in his dominant role. Carol knew what to do; she dropped to her knees and bowed her head. " I have been called by Master Ronald to serve." She held up the book " He lives up off of Tramway, sir and I have to be there in less than an hour."
"Show some respect" he said Carol bent over and kissed his right foot several times, " Master may I go serve Master Ronald?" "GO slut" he said. Carol rose, grabbed her keys and ran out the back as fast as her spiked heels would let her. She started the car and zipped into traffic. The store was down by the university and if the traffic was bad well the 40 minutes left might be close. It was late in the day and the traffic was just getting heavy. As she drove she reviewed his bio, she had not fucked him at any meeting and he had not called for her before. He had been a member for six or 7 months. 26 years old, 6 foot, collage, working on the Air Force base in some mid level job. Wife, Jan, 22, redhead, 5'5" very submissive. Carol was getting wet; she could not help it. If the traffic were not so bad, she would have been playing with herself within a few blocks. She crossed Eubank and checked her watch, she would make it. Carol pulled into the driveway of the adobe style house. She had ten minutes to spare. Taking a deep breath Carol opened the door and stuck her lovely long leg out, it warmed from the hot sun. As she walked to the back and opened the gate, she was relieved that all the houses had high adobe walls around the back yards. Reaching the back door Carol did not hesitate she stripped her meager clothes off and left them folded on a lawn chair. As instructed she took a couple of steps inside the utility room, closed the door, went to her knees. Pulling out the collar that is standard for the Club she locked it around her neck and assumed the waiting position. Someone knew how to raise the tension. Ten minutes and still no one, carol the slut's cunt was oozing juice. A moment later her waiting ended. The kneeling slave hears a noise, like something was dragged and bells ringing. When the door opened carol dared raise her eyes. Jan shuffled in. The redhead entered "so sexy" thought carol. About twelve inches of chained separated her leather cuffed ankles. As carol's eyes panned up her sister slave she saw a naked cunt like hers, rings hanging from the Jan's cunt lips and a colorful tattoo on the left side of her mound, "Rob Weller's private property" Carol could not control her curiosity she stared at the young girl. She had rings in her nipples that had several ounces of weights hanging form them. Jan's large tits were pulled to the ground and with each movement, she showed a shot of pain on her pretty face. Her wrists had another 12 inches of thick chain connecting them. Her smooth and soft neck was wrapped with a thick leather collar. "Master is not home yet, he told me to prepare you." Said Jan in a very subdued voice, almost shy. Jan bent down and hooked a dog leash to the front of carol's collar. While she was bent down connecting the leash Jan whispered, "there are cameras all over please do as you are told." Jan lead carol through the kitchen into the living room. Carol could only stare at the younger woman's tight ass as she shuffle within the confines of the chains. In the center of the southwest décor living room was a 4X4 square of padded wood. On one end about half way stood a galvanized pipe sticking up with some clips on top. Jan lead the slave and halted her next to the low platform. She pointed to the front of the platform and ordered the brunette to get on all fours." Master wants you here!" she told carol as she gracefully crawled into positions. Jan bent to adjust the slave's position and pull her neck to connect her collar to the top of the pipe. Carol felt the weights dangling from the younger slave's nipple rings, tap her on her forehead. She cringed each time, knowing that with each pull a bolt of pain shot up Jan's tits and sent a shiver down her back. Jan put cuffs on carol's wrists and ankles then attached them with chains to the platform. Carol was now fixed in a doggy position, open to her momentary Master. Without another word redhead Jan, knelt next to doggy carol and waited. They did not wait long. They heard a car pull up and the front door open and close. Carol could only look at the floor. The rattle of keys on a table and the opening and closing of the refrigerator, then the sudden appearance of boots in her view, gave carol the chills. What carol did not see is Ronald adjusting two video cameras to catch the action. She jumped when Ronald ran his fingers through her hair, " Easy Bitch, you must save your energy." He started to caress her neck, then worked his down her back to her ass. Still shivering carol felt, his fingers explore the crack of her ass, and both tight cheeks. As his fingers probed her soaking wet cunt, the horny slut just managed to stay on her knees. His second finger found it is way deep into her hole and his thumb started to slowly rotate her hard clit. Involuntarily she leaned back, as much as her collar would let her and started grinding onto the young Master's hand. Suddenly he pulled his hand form her hole and gave her a heavy slap on the ass, "I heard you were a horny slut. I did not tell you to pleasure your self." With gritted teeth from the pain, carol answered "Yes Master, it will not happen again Master." Ronald walked around the slaves, as he passed his slave he put his wet fingers in front of her mouth. She hesitated, which she would later pay for, then took them in her mouth, tasting carol's sweet juices. Jan was eye level while her tongue danced across his fingers working to his thumb; she noticed the bulge in her husband's pants. Her ordered Jan to undress him, a task she had done a thousand times. When he was down to his silk briefs he pulled Jan out in front of carol and put her on her knees. "Do you want those weights off my whore?" he asked, "Oh yes Master please!" was her painful return "When we finish with this slut you can take them off but I think you should have some more to make sure you do a good job." He said with great pleasure. With a whimper Jan gave the proper reply " Yes Sir, I need more, I cannot do a good job on my own." Ronald walked over to carol and pulled her head back by her hair, "Watch my slave, she does not like anyone watching when she is being trained." Carol watched as Ronald added several ounces of weight to her nipple rings, they looked like they were about to pull out. Jan moaned and gave a slight wiggle to her tits, but kept her hands on her lap. Then from a drawer he pulled a rather thick black ass plug. Carol had seen bigger and even taken them but it still looked too big and then again, she wondered " Who was it for?" Ronald handed the plug to the slave as he stared at bound carol. Obediently Jan took the plug, and started sucking for all it was worth, she knew that her husband could order her to shove it up her ass or carol's at any moment and she wanted it to be lubed. Jan sucked the rubber device; to carol's dismay Ronald produced a flogger from the closet. "Jan, insert!" was the order. With the difficulty of her chained arms and legs but as the result of much practice, Jan put her face to the floor, reached back under her wet cunt and slowly started working the rubber phallus into her asshole. She gritted her teeth as it spread her muscle wider and wider. She relaxed as much as she could and pushed. WHAK, Ronald struck his lovely wife with the flogger, "Faster Bitch!" With a great pained look, she shoved it passed the bulge. She let out a sigh of relief as her muscle closed around the thing area, holding it in. Ronald pulls Jan to her feet and attached a leash to her cunt rings. He tugged on the leash and started the poor girl shuffling behind him. They did two circles of the bound bitch. They stopped behind carol and the Master pulled the slave to her knees. "Slut, this is your first lesson in pleasing a woman. You have done this to other men and me but it is time you learned women. But this will not be fun for you but training, do you understand, you fucking whore!" growled Ronald. Of course carol heard the speech and set her mind to wonder. His redheaded slave moved her eyes from the floor and carol's sexy legs to her upturned ass. "Ok bitch, spread her cheeks and get your tongue in there! EAT OUT HER ASS AND I WANT TO HER MOAN!" barked Ronald. A small smile crossed carol's face when she heard the order, in all her time being a sub slave she has only had her ass rimmed a dozen times or so, and she liked it. She has done a bunch herself. Then it hit her; maybe she is just lubing me up for Master's cock. Pretty Jen obeyed, sticking her face into the older woman's open ass. Her tongue slowly pushed to the pucker. As she has done on her, Master Jen circled the tender flesh that surrounds the hole. Ever few swirls Jen took a hard lick from the bottom to the top, With the second long lick, carol started to moan. Her breathing increased and she felt a couple of drops of fluid running downs the inside of her legs. These things did not go unnoticed by the Master as he circled the action. Stopping behind Jen he raised the flogger and struck at the tight slave back. Jen pulled away from the ass as she moaned in pain. He struck another time and told her to get her face back into that ass. Jen licked faster and harder causing more noises from carol. Without being told Jen stiffened her tongue and plunged it into the open asshole. In and out, she fucked that ass. She plunged her tongue deeper each time she fucked. Carol tried to push back without the Master noticing. Pretty Jen plunged deep and stopped to run her tongue around just inside the opening, this drove carol to the edge, "MASTER, please can I cum, please??" she practically shouted. He denied her permission and pulled Jen back a little. "Slow down bitch until I tell you." Ronald dropped the flogger and his silk briefs. His 8-inch young cock stood straight out. He knelt in front of the excited carol; grabbing her hair he pulled her head back and plunged his meat into her open mouth. Being a veteran and in heat carol sucked it to the root. Ronald had a hold of each side of the slut's head and was fucking her mouth without mercy. She loved it. Carol licked and sucked the hard rod in hopes of a release and she was near although she did not have permission. Addressing slut carol Ronald gritted his teeth" I read your profile Cunt. Nice slutty cocksucking soccer mom, bullshit! You will fuck anyone fucking bitch. It said you loved cum, I have a lot of fucking cum for you bitch. Put on a good face then give face, GO AHEAD AND CUM LOUSY FUCKING WHORE." By the time he gave her permission to cum, carol came fucking hard, very fucking hard. One then two times. Ronald did not think she could suck any harder but the orgasm put her into high gear. Jan looked up over carol's quivering ass at her husband, pounding away at the mouth of this stranger. Even with the life style a huge shot of jealousy shot through her. She dug her tongue deeper into the brown hole of this intruder. Moreover, this sent carol into another orgasm. Getting close to finishing himself, Ronald stared at his wife, performing the act of extreme submission. "Fucking bitch, worthless whore cunt. I bet you would suck your own son's cock, low life scum!" Ronald kept up his foul and belittling language as he felt the cum racing down his cock. Pulling his cock out until only the head was in the slave's mouth Ronald started pumping sperm. Jan pursed her lips to seal the cock and savor each drop on her tongue. Spasm after spasm shot into the slut's mouth. As they subsided, he rammed his still hard cock deep into her mouth. With no chance of swallowing, it cum was forced out of carol's hungry mouth. It dripped out of the sides of her lips, down her chin and onto the leather cover of the platform. Ronald had several shots left; he blew them directly down the slut's throat. She swallowed what was left. She kissed and passionately ran her tongue over the wet cum covered cock, making sure to clean her favorite desert," Jen's tongue rimmed the cocksucker's asshole at warp speed. Hating it but turned on, Jen wanted her husband's cock right then. When Ronald was satisfied with the cleaning, job carol had done he stood then sat in a nearby chair. Breathing hard, he watched his redheaded wife bring carol to a final orgasm! Free of the rod of flesh, carol moaned loud enough to be heard in the back yard. "Enough!" ordered the Master. Gratefully Jen knelt upright quickly. Carol had extreme difficulty keeping herself on her hands. She leaned her neck on the post. As he wanted to get at his wife, Ronald mustered up the strength to order Jen to release carol. The brunette slave crawled off the platform and collapsed on the floor. Giving her a few minutes to compose her self and ordering Jen to thank him by kissing his feet. The slave crawled to him and pressed her lips to the top of his bare foot. "Thank you Master, thank you so much for letting lick the slave's asshole, thank you, how can I please you." "Slave carol, you made a mess of my platform, clean it up, now!" barked Ronald Crawling to the platform, the naked slut found the sperm overflow and licked each spot. She licked and looked hard for more, as cum lover she wanted it all, even cold and sticky. Ronald called carol too him, and unlocked her collar. She bent over and kissed his big half-hard cock, " Thank you Master, thank you so much for letting me cum. If I pleased Master Ronald, please tell my Husband and give me a good rating in the Club, please Sir." Kissing his cock one more time, carol crawled out of the room. Reaching the kitchen, she stood, then with a broad smile on her face the cumslut went into the backyard and dressed. The sun was going down as she shakily walked to her car and drove home; thinking what Ronald was doing to Jen and hoping her husband will get a copy of the tapes. We are a much-diversified group. Sex is not the only thing that holds us together; we have gaming junkets to Nevada, picnics with the families and other things that normal people do together. One benefit is that if possible each of us that has a job that can give discounts and helps the other. We have a dentist that will give all a discount and after hours for the submissives he will treat them free, as long as they are naked and bound to his chair. We have plumbers, mechanic, heating and cooling mechanics, contractors, nurses and a psychologist. Slave Barbara was fine woman, hot as hell but you could not tell it from the outside. Mother of two, thirty years old, blonde, and a true hourglass figure. Bake sales, church groups, and charities. Kinda shy but obedient and horny. This "With the Vibrator" weekend, her husband was with the kids. Barb and two friends, one Club member, Susan, one without a clue, were taking in an arts and craft fair at the Lujan building at the fair grounds. Because of her duties, barb insisted on two cars. She was wearing a bright yellow sundress. It was high enough to keep her ample breasts from view, and calf length. The thing was that her Master did not allow any underwear. The dress was loose and hid her figure, actually she looked plump. By his instructions, her pager was held around her waist by a moderate sized gold chain. Another part of the chain went from the front, between her cunt lips, touching her clit and up the crack of her ass. The pager was clipped just above her clit, touching the small amount of golden hair she was allowed down there. Barb was intently inspecting an item when her pager went off and surprised her making her jump. Susan knew and smiled; she explained it to the other friend as a hiccup. After a quick glance at Susan, bard franticly looked for the bathroom in order to check the number. Spotting one she excused herself and did a quickstep to the ladies room. When she got there she had to wait for two other women to use the stall. With a pen from her purse, barb lifted her dress, held it up with her forearms and managed to see the number and write it on the palm of her hand. She charged out of the stall. Barb knew the telephones were by the main entrance so she again set a beeline. Susan and the friend had wandered to that direction, under Susan's subtle direction. Barb made the call and found it was to "Easy Loan" company. It was James. He was new to the group, and managed a one-man branch of a local loan company, he and a secretary. James was one of our two black male members. He had an amazingly beautiful black wife who was partly submissive but liked to be dominant most of the time, more about her later. The time limit set barb made an excuse to her friends and hustled to the car. His office was on Central by the University. As she drove, she had time to think her first time with a black man. Off the subject, a little, not every one has fucked everyone. Yes they are available but there are favorites, couple that prefer each other and with the amount in the group some just do not get around each to other. Moreover, to be honest some folk just want to torment or spank, no sex with certain members. The air conditioning made her nipples stand out, or was it her excitement. The key to her waist chain dangle between tits. On arrival she had to park around the corner, the walk to the office seemed like miles. She entered the office and heard a buzzer go off. No secretary. The slave stood looking around and at the people passing by. James entered and walked right passed her, she put her arms behind her and bowed her head. He locked the door and put out the "Lunch" sign. "Follow me." She said. Simply "Sir" was her only reply. They entered his small office. A desk, two chairs and a small couch. Again, he locked the door. Barb knelt as soon as she entered, with brought an approving glance from the Dom. While he locked the door, barb fished her collar out of her purse and raised, waiting for him to acknowledge her. As he walked passed the slave the black man took the collar and put it on his desk. James sat down in his chair and wheeled it out from behind the desk. "Strip" he calmly ordered. Barb did not even have to get off her knees; she just reached behind, unzipped the dress and pulled it off. Tossing it aside, she felt her nipples hardened to rock hard status. She spread her knees, put her hands behind her head and pulled her self erect in the inspection position. James wheeled the chair the few feet until he was in front of the slave. Reaching out her took a nipple between the fingers of each hand. He pinched each tightly and added a twist. Barb cringed slightly but a sexual shiver shot through her body like lightning. Goose bumps rose all over her body. Of course, James loved this. He released the right one and pressed his lips to it, sucking the hard nub. More shivers shot through the slut. He sucked and the tip of his tongue tickled the very tip of the nipple. Barb felt herself getting very wet. Releasing the tits, James palmed the key around the slave's neck. "That is the key to my waist chains, Sir," said bard in hopes that he would release the chains and give her a proper fucking with his black dick. Dropping the key, he leaned back "Blow me slut." He said. That just excited the hell out of barb the slave. She reached up, unbuckled his belt, quickly pulled the zipper down and when he lifted his ass of the chair she pulled his pants to his ankles. He wore boxers and his hard black cock just shot though the fly. Barb smiled as she reached for the shorts and pulled them down. Now just being black does not always mean a big dick, and James being average height and build, was not the biggest, but being black, against the light color his 7 or so inches looked huge to the excited slave. Barb took the meat slowly in her mouth, her hot lips curled around the head just before she swallowed it in one gulp! James moaned as the slut move back up the shaft. It tasted bitter and had a pungent body odor, like a man that had spent half the day working. Barb sucked and licked his cock as best, as her years had taught her. The naked blond bitch took the rock hard meat deep into her throat, then slowly work back up using her tongue on the bottom as she went. Reaching head she stopped and just raped her lips around the gland and danced her tongue over the entire sensitive flesh, stopping at his pee hole to dig her tongue into it. Using the flat of her tongue, she bathed the smelly cock down to his balls. Cupping his black balls, she gently liked each one with reverence. Finally taking each in turn she sucked them into her mouth and let, her talented tongue do its job. "That's it bitch, lick them you fucking whore." Moaned James. Unable to stand it he reached down grabbed the slut's head and impaled his rod in her mouth, and started fucking it like her pussy. The turned on slave reached down between her legs and found her wet pussy. She started rubbing her wet clit. Her other hand pinched her rock hard nipple. James gritted his teeth; it felt so fucking good. Barb played with herself getting closer and closer to cumming. One big thrust from James brought her back from her pleasured bliss, she remembered, no orgasms without permission. With a whimper, she brought her hands up to his balls. Without a thought for the slave James rammed his cock in the woman's throat and blew his wad into her throat and mouth. When the submissive blonde-haired woman moaned loudly on his cock that gave James the energy for another big wad of cum to spew into her mouth as he pulled out. Like a good slave barb took time to lick his deflating cock clean. When she thought she was finished she knelt back on her calves, bowed her head and waited for the Master's orders. "Go now bitch" was all he said, "Yes Master James, I hoped I have pleased
you." Cum on her face and soaking through her dress from her tits, the pleased by very excited slave hurried to her car, needing to get home as her husband usually rewards her. She thought of the fat dildo she would have in her cunt as she told her owner about her experience. Her finger went to her chin, she scoped some of the cum on her finger and sucked it into her mouth, " Mummm.' She said. Less than a mile from her house, her pager went off again, barb smiled and put the peddle to the metal to get home in time to make her call. New Mexico's Best Club Ch. 2 - Megan ==================================== Pretty dark haired Megan, 25, green eyes, round firm ass, very ample breasts and long legs. Yes, rather perfect. Her owner is a 40-year-old carpenter who adores her. Actually, she is the one who introduced him into the ways of D/s. Megan had known her tastes when she was in high school back east. The best thing about slave Megan was, she was a Hooter's Girl. She worked at Hooter's on San Mateo, They had a routine each Saturday, Megan would work the afternoon shift, during which she would, happily of course, suffer secret indignities. This morning Stan, her Master, woke her up with a tray of eggs and bacon in bed. She stretched and kissed him passionately, while rubbing his chest. Megan sipped her coffee as she watched Stan head into the bathroom. She loved his tight buns and was dying to kiss them, but she knew that must wait as he had not ordered it and she had to get to work for the lunch crowd. The slave showered and shaved, you know where, and put on her makeup. The most time consuming task was the enema. Stan did not participate but Megan had to give herself one and then make sure she was well cleaned out. She had gotten used to them but still hesitated each time. When the slave slut was finished preparing herself, she walked down the hall of the modest house and knelt by the door at the end. Stan liked her to kneel erect and hold each big tit up, offering them to him. It took Stan a while to come from the kitchen, Megan was getting worried as she did not want to be late from work. Naked Stan suddenly walked passed the slave and unlocked the door. Swinging it open he stood back and snapped his fingers. Megan immediately dropped to all fours and crawled through the door, this always made her hot. That is the only way she was allowed to enter the room. Stan smiled as he watched her tight ass wiggle as she crawled. The room was not big but due to Stan's skills as a carpenter, it was dressed in the deepest of woods, fancy trim and all sorts of devices. When the slave had a chance to look up, there in a small spotlight was the instrument of her humiliation for the day; a large flesh colored butt plug! Larger that she has had before. Stan likes to vary the sizes so his slave does not get used to them. This one was the biggest. Not only big and fat but covered with bumps. Megan went back to her kneeling position but could not take her eyes off the rubber plug. The plug was on, what Stan called, a straddle beam. Without much time left because Megan had to get to work, Stan handed her a tube of KY and pointed to the plug. Megan shuffled over to it and covered it with a generous amount of jelly, and then with a big dollop on her finger she pressed it into her tight asshole. With a nod from Stan she stood and straddled the plug then slowly lowered her asshole until the tip of the plug touched her little pucker. "Hurry slave!" encouraged Stan. Gritting her teeth Megan pressed her asshole slowly around the plug. Down she went and in it went. Yes she had excellent control over he muscles but the hurt started as she hit half way. It hurt but the bumps started to stimulate her sensitive tissue. More pressure more stretching, lower and lower slave Megan went. Stan watched her shiver as her hole spread to accommodate the widest part of the plug. He watched her breathing increase, breasts heaving, muscles tensing, and finally relief as her sphincter closed around the base. Stan again snapped his fingers, bringing Megan to her feet. Her training made her know what to do. The pretty slut quickly strutted around the room, stopping in front of her Master to bend over so her could inspect her plugged ass. He touched it, tapped it and gave it a little tough to make sure it was well seated. A shiver shot through her body and made her hanging tits jiggle, to Stan's pleasure. A stiff slap on her ass and he sent his property to get dressed. With some
difficulty the cute slut turned, kissed her lover and trotted off to her room. Puckering her ass tight Megan slipped on her panty hose, then her short pants. She then slipped on her athletic socks and white gym shoes. Finally she slipped her tight shirt over her head and fluffed her hair. One last glance in the mirror, she adjusted her breasts and with another kiss, she headed to work. The drive was interesting. She had had many butt plugs in her ass but none this big and those bumps added a new twist. When Megan parked at work, she swallowed hard and stepped out of her truck. As she walked to the door, she felt the rubber base of the plug rub between her ass cheeks. The day went as usual, food, drink, smiling at customers, and giggling with the other girls. About an hour before the slave was to get off from work, three young men came in and after speaking with the hostess, they were seated at one of Megan's tables. They were friendly and jovial. Like so many others, they flirted with Megan as they ordered. She brought their drinks and more flirting. She noticed their stares and whispering as she walked by waiting on other tables. In a way, she noticed them more than anyone else did because they were constantly joking and laughing. A little, before her shift ended the men got the check, thanked her and left a $30.00 tip! Megan was summoned to the telephone. It was her owner, "Are you almost finished with your shift?" he asked. Quietly she answered "Yes Sir" "When you are finished, go into the bathroom and remove your panty hose. Then on your way home stop and get these things...." He ordered and then gave her a list of several places to stop. Megan knew that without the panty hose she would have to rely strictly on her ass to hold the plug in. What else she did not really like was that she was still wearing her Hooter's shirt, would she get the gawkers. Megan clinched tight as she moved through Wal-Mart. Picking up some food and drinks. At Home Depot her Master had her picking up items that she knew would be used in the playroom. He could have gotten them himself earlier, but he enjoyed knowing that it made her uncomfortable. What was worse that holding the plug in her pussy was starting to leak juices. Plopping in the driver's seat Megan leaned back, after a quick glance around he gave her hot cunt a good rub. When the horny slut arrived home, Stan came out to meet her, and help her in with the bags. After unpacking and putting the things away Stan ordered into the bedroom and striped. "Then bend over and grab you ankles for inspection" he said When he entered there was his slave as told, bent at the waist, hands grasping her ankles, filled ass in the air. Stan walked up to her and ran his hand lightly over the tight upturned buns. "Did you have a good day whore." He asked. "Your whore had a good day Sir, extra tips" she liked being called a whore. Her tips were laid out on the bed as usual. It was Stan's practice to take 75% of her tips and make as if he would spend it on gambling or beer. In actuality, he had a secret bank account in her name that already had $5,000.00 in it. He would surprise her with it when she wanted a new vehicle. Stan rubbed her ass harder and harder feeling her soft flesh that turned him on so much. He took the plug and tugged and pulled it. Megan moaned loudly as her rotated the knotty cork. He spent a few minutes just playing with her ass, then moved to her taught thighs. His hands ran down the out side of her legs, around her knees then up the inside until her felt the wetness that dripped from the cunt. Smiling, the Master worked his way up and into her cunt. An even louder moan escaped the excited slut's mouth. Megan desperately wanted to impale herself on his fingers. He buried his fingers deep in his property, but only briefly. He pulled out and put his fingers to the slave's mouth. Megan took his fingers in her mouth and licked them clean. Stan slapped the bent slave several times on the ass and ordered her to take shower and a quick nap. She was grateful, as she was rather tired from work. " Leave the fucking plug in or else." He said. Megan had fell into a deep restful sleep. A while later Stan woke her. He asked if she was hungry. Having had a snack before she left work, she told him "No Sir" "Then stand" he ordered Megan stood with her head bowed. The collar he locked around her lovely neck was not the usual one, but a thick discipline collar. The wrist and ankle cuffs were the same. Stan attached a leash to Megan's collar and led her out of the room. It was no surprise where they were going. Reaching the playroom door the slave went to all fours. Stan pushed the door open and pulled the slave through the doorway. The room was dim, lit by the great indirect lighting that Stan had installed. As she crawled toward the center of the room Megan heard some strange noises. Stan led her around the bondage horse he set up on the middle of the room and when he stopped her, she knelt back on her calves. Stan brought up the lights and told the slut she could look up. The sight of three naked men sitting in the corner startled Megan, between the center one's legs was a blonde women. She glanced at her owner then back at the men. The two end ones had hard-ons, and Megan stared at the blonde. Her head was bobbing at a fast rate. When Megan finally got her bearings she figured out the blonde was sucking the man's dick. Then it hit her! These were same three people she had at her table and gave her the big tip. It looked like they noticed her surprise as they looked at each other and chuckled. The blonde shuffled over to the one on the right, Megan realized who she was. It was Jenny, a member and an attractive 48-year-old wife of an Intel department manager. They live in Rio Rancho not far from the plant. She was now on her knees in front of much younger men, crawling like the fucking whore she is, from one to the other sucking their dicks. Stan jerked Megan to her feet and pulled her to the end of the padded device. He pushed her down on the padding and secured her ankle cuffs to the legs of the horse, stretching them wide apart. He quickly pulled her arms behind her and connected them together then to a chain hanging from the ceiling. Her collar was chained to the front of the device. Megan has been in this position many times. Her tits hung on either side of the horse. Stan hit a button on the wall and the chain from the ceiling slowly pulled her arms up, putting uncomfortable stress on her shoulders. The three men still did not say a word but passed the older blonde slave from one to the other. Jenny sucked and licked each hard rod stopping only to lick each scrotum. Stan was the only one left with clothes on. After checking each binding again, he gave Megan a few hard slaps to her ass. "Megan my lovely Bitch! These are three men from a swinger's group in Las Cruces. Clean and tested as we are. I asked them to check you out at work, they liked what they saw and decided that you were good enough to fuck." That statement made the slave flush, the indignity of it, who are they to decide. "You will give them your best and they will give you your first gang bang."
"Yes Sir." Came the shaky reply As a final touch, the slave's owner attached clamps to each of her rock hard nipples. From each clamp a string hung and to the string her tied a small plastic pail. This puzzled the slut. "Jenny" ordered Stan with a snap of his fingers. The naked blonde slut quickly dropped the cock from her mouth and scrambled over to Stan on her hands and knee. He handed her a box of condoms; " You know what to do, right cunt!" spat Stan "Yes Sir this slave knows what to do." Stan motioned to the men, with big smiles the stood up and approached the bound up Hooter's girl, but not before one picked up two small Dixie cups of water from a table. Before positioning himself between the slave's legs Man 1 deposited the contents of the cups in the pails that dangled form her tits. The slight weight change made the slut cringe. Megan felt the soft flesh of the head of a hard prick rubbing on her face. Instinctively she opened her mouth to accept it. Around her back Man 1 stood with his hands on his hips. Jenny had opened the rubber, and placed it in her mouth. Leaning forward, she pushed the man' s hard cock in her mouth, as she fed it deeper she unwound the condom on his dick. When the rubber was properly installed Man 1 moved behind Megan, with out so much as an "excuse me" he pushed his dick deep into her pussy. The slave moaned around Man 2's dick, he smiled and loved it. The bitch was fucked hard and fast by the horny man. He had been waiting for several hours to get his meat into that slut. Stan handed Man 3 a light flogger, and motioned toward the bound slut. He had never done this before but the big grin on his face showed that he was not bashful. He stood to the side of Megan and slapped her back with the whip. One, two three, four, her continued. Both men looked at each other as they took advantage of two of the slut's holes. Man 1 held her hips and pistoned his prick in her pussy. His orgasm built quickly as he fucked the cunt harder and harder. He gritted his teeth and growled, his cock rammed deep into the bound bitch. He had a handful of her hips, using it to help push his dick deeper than he though possible. Megan, shivered with lust, she wanted to cum from the moment he pushed his cock pasted her cunt lips. In spite of her lust she sucked Man 2 as deep as her angle let her. Like having a dick all the way through her body. Man 1 grunted it was obvious that he was shooting his wad. Man 2 pulled out from the slave's hot mouth. Man 1 turned to slave Jenny, she gently pulled the condom off his dick, placed it in a bowl then reached up with her open mouth and sucked his juices from his flesh. Man 2 picked up his two cups of water and dumped them into the suspended buckets. Megan winced as the added weight pulled at her tender tits. Turning, Jenny put another rubber in her mouth and rolled it on the real hard dick of Man 2. Like one, two rammed his dick deep into Megan's open cunt. Like Man 1, two took his pleasure from the young woman, with one exception. As he fucked he took the base of the butt plug, turned and twisted it. The uncluttered mouth of the slave blurted out "Yesssss oh fucking yesssss please!!" her head thrashed pulling on the chain fixing her to the wooden horse. When the flogger hit her and Man 2 plunged into her and the plug was pulled out the rammed back in it was too much for her to stand, the slut broke out in a sweat and trembled it an immense orgasm "Master I am cummmming please Haaaaaaaaaa!" Man 2 blew his load and blew it hard. He collapsed over the slaves back. While he panted in passion and recovered his strength, Man 3 stood before Jenny as she sucked his cock into her mouth and rolled the rubber on the dick. Jenny repeated her work with the used condom from two. Stan held Man 3 up for a moment as her pulled the big ass plug from his property's hole. Three then emptied his two cups of water into the pails and took his position behind Megan. He stared at Stan as he touched her open rectum with the head of his dick. Stan nodded and Three plunged his cock all the way in. Weak Megan jerked her head up but did not have the strength to say anything. However, she did not have to because Man 1 shoved his half hard cock into her mouth. Megan lay bound being ass fucked in her own house. She felt the cock in her mouth quickly gain it's life back. Jenny was sucking Two's cock, cleaning and keeping it hard. When Man 3 finished, One plunged into her asshole, when he finished, Three fucked her cunt. Then One again in her ass and Two in her cunt. As her ass was being reamed for the last time Megan looked up to see her lover sitting in a chair with the slave Jenny on her knees sucking his 9-inch dick. Poor Jenny was working her ass off without any promise of satisfaction but that was her husband's wish. Megan wanted Stan's cock, wanted it bad, she loved him. The slaves tits were stretched, they hurt and bad but she did not complain, after six or seven orgasms. Her holes were wet but not from cum but her own excretions and lubrication. Jenny took Stan's huge load of cum in her mouth; it dripped out of the sides of her mouth as she tried to swallow it. Jenny was there because she was a cumslut. He looked at Megan looking at him. She managed a small weak smile. One, Two and Three sat back in the corner, and watched Jenny blow Stan. After a few minutes or rest everyone but Megan, stirred. Stan redirected the ever-present cameras to the spot before the three fuck hounds. He then moved the bowl of used rubbers in the center of the floor. Snapping his finger Jenny crawled to the bowl. One buy one the blonde slave picked up a condom. She turned them inside out and sucked the cold cum. Being very precise, she took her tired tongue and licked every inch of the rubbers to get all the juice she could. Stan released Megan's tits from their torment and uncoupled her limbs from the bindings. Megan just lay there in her tired gang banged bliss. Stan picked up his lover in his arms, kissed her deeply and carried her out of the room to their bedroom. Putting her down on the clean sheet he kissed her head. Megan pulled his head down to her mouth and whispered, " Thank you so much." Stan returned to the playroom. The men were finished dressing. They sure wanted to have a chance at Jenny but even young men get fucked out. Naked Jenny knelt next to the bowl and waited instructions. She had been a slave for almost 20 years, and was kind of the matriarch of the Club's submissives. Stan walked the men to the door thanked them then returned to the room. Per her owner's instructions he cuffed Jenny's wrists behind her and walked her to the living room. There she waited for one of her owners to pick her up. Yes owners but that is another chapter. At the story goes on you will see some outside association. Remember I told you that many of the members divert their activities from those of the Club, and that is OK. We do have some "agreements" with other clubs, in Las Cruces, El Paso, Farmington, Alamogordo and Los Alamos. We are the only truly BDSM club. New Mexico's Best Club Ch. 3 ============================ Ramona, Inga and puppy. The thing about New Mexico is the wonderful cultural and ethic diversity. How do I describe Ramona, a firm but robust woman of mature stature? No flab or cellulite. She was about 5'6" average bust for a woman her age and size. Black hair and brown eyes. Ramona was from a very old Hispanic family; you know Old Spanish land grants. She was a trained lawyer, but only did real-estate law now and not much of that. She was one of the richest members of our group, but you would not know it by her big heart. The first around when someone is in need. In fact, she sometimes drives us crazy with her charities. I had been in Santa Fe on business for a week, and my partner had to leave early leaving me without transport. My subbie got a real bad case of the flu just before I was to come home, well Ramona left her slave Inga with my slut and drove to Santa Fe to pick me up. All I had to do to repay her is fuck her, while Inga licked my asshole. The things we do for those we love. Ho now Inga! A typical statuesque German blonde. There is a very sexy contrast between the 5'6" dark Dominatrix and the 5'10" blonde. I really get a rush seeing a well dressed Ramona leading a naked slut Inga by a leash. One last thing, even after two marriages Ramona liked cock. Yes she found her female sub more pleasing but she liked to fuck. Where Inga at the ripe old age of 24 was a strict lesbian. Ramona got great pleasure in watching her getting big dick in her ass. They have as close to a true 24/7 BD relationship as any one. They lived in a house in Corrales, near the river. Inga kept house, shopped, saw to the rest of the domestic chores. Ramona loved costumes so Inga was not naked all the time. She had a different costume for each day of the week; Monday is leather day, Tuesday is harem girl day, Wednesday is bikini day, Thursday is Victoria Secret day, Friday is tight jeans day, and the weekend is either French maid day or just naked day. Of course, Ramona's whims and current activities caused variations. The one other thing that makes Ramona rather popular is that she had another sub. Some of us are rather jealous of bi- women, they have an edge. Her sub is a rather plain looking female, average but attractive. Ramona calls her "Puppy". She is married to a Major from Kirtland AFB. She was significantly younger than he, and bored. Her status and position is well kept by Ramona, only a couple of us know puppy's background. A quick bio, she met her husband in California, a whirlwind romance. Puppy did love him very much but there was a ten year difference in their ages and her sexual needs were too much for her to stand. She was always bisexual. It came to a head while they were stationed in Germany. I know from personal experience, there was a lot of Hanky Panky there. Puppy spent time with her lover, Ramona, when her husband was away, which was about 6 months out of the year and sometime when he was at work. He had met Ramona and considered her just a friend of his wife. That morning Inga woke up in Ramona's arms. Inga made coffee as Ramona lounged in bed for a while. A passionate kiss over the wonderful aroma of the coffee sent electricity though Inga. Tit to tit pressure sent shivers to the blonde's hot twat. Ramona sweetly rebuffed any of Inga's sexual advances. While showering Inga knelt and tried to eat her Mistress' cunt, she tried to satisfy her as they dried and she crawled under the table during breakfast to please Ramona and the dark haired woman softly pushed her away. Right after breakfast, Ramona picked her slave's dress for her tasks. A sort of halter top dress, thong and high-heeled sandals. The dress barely covered her tight ass and the top allow a hint of her fine tits to be displayed outside the thing fabric which did not do much to hide her wonderful nipples. The thong hid the rings that pierced her labia and the silver tag that hung from the right one. Ramona gave Inga a list of things to do and the keys to the car. As Inga started the car, she looked at the first item on the list "Pick up new collar ". "SHIT!" she said aloud. Of course, it was in German. I know the word but cannot spell it. Off she went out into the county. In 15 minutes Inga pulled into the parking of a small wooden building marked "Saddle Shoppe". Walking across the gravel lot she adjusted the top of the dress. Inside the shop were two cowboys, yes real cowboys, were sitting talking to the leather- smith. "Hey" he said with a big smile. "Hello" was her accented answer "Come on in the back I have you order ready". The two customers made not attempt to hide their stares as the sexy blonde walked passed them into the back of the shop. The shop owner opened a door to the back room and waited for Inga to go first, Inga turned her head and smiled at him "Thank you" she said politely. Closing the door behind them he opened a cabinet and removed a thick leather collar. Inga immediately reached behind her neck and pulled the bow on her dress top. The top fell away exposing her big luscious tits. The owner had seen them many times but he still got an instantaneous hard-on. Inga pulled her hair out of the way while he wrapped the leather around her neck. The collar fit from her shoulders to her chin. As he tightened it, Inga found that she could not move her head but a fraction of an inch. He checked each area, tugging, feeling, and making sure it would not chaff. As he did, he took the liberties granted by Ramona. He felt up the lesbian's soft but firm tits, twisted a nipple or two and ran his hands over her dress-covered ass. Inga never got used to a man's hands on her, although it happened often, it pleased Ramona to torment her like that. "Does it pinch or hurt anywhere?" he asked "No Sir" again being polite as her mauled a tit. He removed the collar and looked for any marks on her neck. He would do this for a horse after making a halter. He put the collar in a box and sat down. Inga bowed up a little because she knew what came next. He took a horse blanket, put it on the floor at his feet, and smiled. Inga knelt on the blanket and reached for his belt. She thought "At least it was early in the morning and he had not worn the pants all day" but that was little consultation for her as he always had the horse odor about him. Inga exposed his hard cock, it was not very big, but then it really was not important to the sub lezzie. Massaging his dick, and rubbing his balls, Inga started the required hand-job. She was thankful that she was not made to blow him. Her soft hand moved up and down on the hard rod. Faster and faster she moved. The Leather-smith leaned back and moaned. It did not take long before he was shooting his load. The cum shot all over her hands and some landed on her tits. Inga hated this with a passion, but she would always obey her Mistress. Inga cleaned up the sperm with the aid of some tissues, then stood up. " May I pull up my dress" she asked. The limp shop owner gave her permission as he zipped himself up. Inga left with the box. There were now three men gawking at her. Starting the car Inga was off to Cottonwood Mall. While Inga was jerking off the leather-smith, puppy pulled into Ramon's driveway. Ramon looked out when she heard the car; she had been expecting the slave. She watched the cute woman climb out of the car. Puppy walked up to the house; she was dressed only in a rather short raincoat. That would have looked strange if she had stopped anywhere as it was pushing 90 degrees. A pair of 5-inch heels was the only other clothing that could be seen by Ramona as her slut stepped on the front porch. As puppy turned the front door knob, Ramona sat down in the living room and made as if she was reading the paper. Puppy entered the front hall, it could be seen by the Dom. Ramona watched as puppy unbuttoned her coat and slipped it off her shoulders. Ramona's heart jumped, the bitch was naked, except for her shoes. Puppy took her place on here knees by the entrance to the living room. It was not comfortable; she was kneeling on hard Spanish tile waiting for her Mistress to acknowledge her. Ramona knew how much time it took her slave to become impatient. "Hello Slave" says the Mistress. Puppy stood and scurried to her Mistress' feet. The naked slut lay flat on the floor with her arms wrapped around the legs of the Dom. Ramona was wearing short white socks and exercise shoes. Puppy pressed her lips against the fabric of the left shoe. Small light kisses, from the toe along the laces to the instep. Naked puppy groveled happily at the feet of the sadist. Ramona just leaned back and enjoyed the humiliating performance of the slave. Ramona did not say a word for more than five minutes. Puppy had kissed and debased her way from the left to the right foot. Ramona did love the sight of the prostrate naked girl, groveling at her feet. "Nice to see you slut!" said Ramona with a smug look. That gave poor puppy the right to speak, "OH Mistress please can I stay the weekend, I love you and need you sooo bad, please Mistress Ramona?" she pressed her cheek into the instep of Ramona's foot. Her naked breasts pushed into the lush carpet. The slave was prone and kept her legs spread wide even though there was no one to see her open cunt and ass. "Are you ready to serve me?" asked the Mistress. "Yes Mistress Ramona, order me, anything Madam." Begged the bitch "Time to clean!" said Ramona, as she stood up and walked away from the slut. Puppy got on her hands and knees and followed her Mistress to the "Blue Room". The "Blue Room" is Ramona's Dungeon. Not exactly like the typical hell hole, but a very tasteful room done is a blue motif. Of course, the usual devices are there, whips, paddles, chains, cuffs and other special equipment. The house was usually immaculate but puppy loved to be humiliated while doing things for her Mistress, Ramona could not deny her that. Besides the Dominatrix had a surprise for her loving slave. In the Blue Room, Ramona started by putting even higher healed shoes on puppy and locking them in place. Thick leather cuffs were then locked around her ankles with 18 inches of chain between them. Next was the surprise. With puppy standing with her wrists crossed behind her, back and head bowed Ramona held up a black belt device. Puppy looked at the belt and shivered, in pleasure. It had a long butt plug, and a thick dildo attached. This was not quite like the other "Pleasure" harnesses she had worn. Ramona draped the harness over a low stool then put on the video system on. "You had better get them well lubricated, bitch." Ordered the Domme. Puppy happily went to he knees and crawled to the stool. Bending further over she first took the dildo in her mouth and caressed it with her lips. She knew she would have to work harder on the butt plug, her pussy was wet enough. While she watched her slave, Ramona removed her shorts then sat in her tall back chair. She spread her legs and moved her hand to her trimmed pussy. One hand dangled over the arm of the chair while she diddled her sensitive clit. The dildo was almost too thick for puppy; she could not manage her usual deep throat. In fact, she did more licking than sucking. Ramona, watched the morning light from the window glint off the saliva, puppy was leaving on the rubber prick. Ramona watched her property do her work for five or more minutes, and then she snapped her fingers. Puppy knew what to do; she shifted from the dildo to the plastic plug. The cunt did a wonderfully sexy job. She started by gently kissing it from the pointy tip to the thin base. Ramona made a mental note to reward her for that. As her slave started her wonderful performance the Domme reached under the arm of the chair and pushed the remote control to make the camera zoom in on the slut. The dark haired beauty continued playing with her cunt while watching her playtoy do her job. "puppy" she said. The slave looked up and noticed the nod of the Domme's head. She crawled over to a table, pressing some KY into her hand she returned to the stool. With a gentile touch, puppy covered the plug of the harness with the jelly. She then crouched over the stool. With one hand to steady herself and one to guide the rubber rods, she sat slowly. The plug pushed into her asshole first, its pointed tip easily speared the rear pucker. When that was lined up, puppy guided the thick dildo into her soaking wet cunt. Puppy was not kind to herself, when the intruders were lined up she just sat on them with a steady pressure. When they seemed to tight enough, she just rose a little and pressed back down. She gritted her teeth and did not make a sound until her asshole closed over the thin base of the plug. "Ahhhh Yesss Yess Mistress yess it feels so good. Thank you, haaa!" Ramona smiled; leaving her cunt she stood and walked to her charge. She helped her stand and hold the dicks in her. In a few quick moves, Ramona had the harness belted around puppy's waist. Puppy moved her legs apart so her Mistress could bring the harness up between her legs. When Ramona was done puppy was synched up. A thick leather belt with a hard wire sewn in went around the waist. From the back of the belt, another rather thick leather strap ran down between the cheeks of her ass. On this strap were the plugs that filled each of the slut's holes. Now until now it seem just like any chastity belt or tormenting harness, but just in front of the dildo the leather was split and thinned. Ramona pulled the slave's labia apart and placed the straps on either side of her hard sensitive clit. When the straps were attached to the front of the belt, it effectively pulled the cunt lips apart and away from the clit. Ramona takes a moment to torment her slut by playing with her clit. When she was sufficiently aroused, Ramona clipped a metal cup to small metal clips on the straps. The cup had a small hole in the center. Not big, enough for a finger or any other implements that puppy could think of. When the belt was locked on the slave her holes were filled and her most sensitive parts were denied the stimulation she craved. The belt was locked on with special locks and Ramona places the key around her neck. Ramona put a thick, tall leather collar on puppy. It was designed to give her minimal movement. Then she raised the slave's tits to her mouth and sucked on her hardening nipples until puppy thought they were going to burst! The Mistress tied thin nylon cord around each, this helped keep them hard, added a little bit of pain and were the perfect place for her next decorations. She attached brass bells to each string; they dangled a few inches below the slave's nice hard nipples. Using the strings Ramona pulled puppy toward her. Leaning down the strong woman engulfed the slave's mouth in a hot long tongue-tangling kiss. Ramona leaned back in her special chair and opened her legs. Her hand slowly worked its way down her stomach to her dripping wet cunt. Puppy dared looked up and stared at her owner. The hot Dominatrix moves her other hand to her pussy as slowly as the first. She saw a chill shoot though her slave. Ramona smiled and pulled her labia apart, showing her hard clit to the kneeling slave. With difficulty puppy crawled the few feet to her Mistress. Shaking with passion, she moved her mouth to the woman's hot pussy. With the first taste, the slave greedily engulfed the wet spot with the open mouth. She sucked hard on the open hole; the juices flowed over her tongue. Tasting her lover she moaned and darted her tongue, directly to the hard clit. Puppy spent a minute flicking the clit with the tip of her tongue. She had been trained well and listened and felt her Mistress's emotions. When Ramona moaned, puppy pursed her lips and sucked the clit into her mouth like a cock. Each suck got harder and harder, when she could not get any more of the flesh into her mouth she again used the tip of her talented tongue. She danced it over the extended flesh of the clit. She felt her owner's legs tremble as Ramona tried to hold back her excitement. When she made the clit as sensitive as she could she drew back her lips. Taking a deep breath, she took in the deep aroma of her owner, her tormenter, and her owner. Pushing her tongue out as far as it would go, puppy plunged it into the hot hole. She licked up the top of the hot cunt then went further up caressing the clit then down the right lip. Another moan from Ramona, when puppy moved her tongue back inside her pussy. That was all she could stand, Ramona grabbed her slut's head and pulled it forcefully to her crotch. Puppy used her tongue to fuck her Mistress. Ramona pulled harder on the slave's head. Puppy swirled her tongue around the hard clit, large circles then with ever faster and smaller circles. This became difficult but her passion for eating her Mistress's pussy and her training kept puppy on target. "Yes bitch, eat it cunt, eat it!! Fucking whore suck it, Ahhhhhhhhhhhfuuuccckkkk!!!" Blurted Ramona as she comes hard, very hard. The Domme fell back in her chair; puppy put her check on the inside of her lover's naked thigh. Ramona fiddled with the slave's mussed up hair. After a few minutes, Ramona gently pushed puppy back to her knees. "Is my little slut horny?" "Yes Ma 'am" was her weak reply. "You did well but not well enough, if you work hard today, maybe you can cum!" retorted Ramona. "Yes Mistress" said a whimpering puppy. "We must finish your outfit before Inga gets home," said Ramona Ramona ordered the slave to open her mouth. She inserted a black cock gag. It was attached to puppy's head with straps around her checks; some attached to each side of the gag then run up her face to join at her forehead. >From there, the leather strap ran over the top of her head to join with the other straps in the back. Another length of chain, about 12 inches, joined her wrist cuffs. Then like her nipples, bells went on each wrist, ankle and on her waist. Taking the center of the wrist chain Ramona pulled the slave to the center of the Blue Room. She attached it to a hanging hook. "Spread you legs!" ordered the Mistress "I will show you what that hole in the clit cup is for." Puppy spread her legs as far as the chain would let her. Ramona circled the bound bitch; puppy felt a tickling on her neck is quickly moved around to her chest then down her tit to her nipple. Ramona was moving a small feather over the slave's skin. A second later, puppy jumped. Ramona had taken the feather, snaked it through the small hole in the metal cup encasing the slut's clit. She moved it back and forth, twisted it and finally side to side. The tip tormented puppy 's already swollen bud. After 30 seconds Ramona removed the feather. " You see dear, you cannot touch yourself, even with a vibrator it would be hard to cum, but I can make you orgasm when I want or just drive you fucking nuts." Ramona tied a frilly white apron around puppy's waist before letting her down. With hard slap on the ass, the Domme sent puppy about her cleaning chores. Ramona put her shorts back on and followed the slave out of the room. She just stared at the sexy woman's ass jiggle while trying to walk in the high-heels with the short hobble chain. Inga arrived at the Cottonwood Mall on the west mesa of the city. She gathered stares from the moment she stepped out of her vehicle. The cart boy just about ran a cart into a new BMW parked nearby. Although Inga knew how to "strut her stuff" she really did not like it. Liking women, having men watching her did not make her happy. This sexual leaning together with a rather strict, Lutheran upbringing, her father was a minister, always gave her a flush of shame at her display. Of course that is exactly the reason, her owner, Ramona, made her show herself off. It was early so the crowd at the mall was minimal. Inga tried to keep her eyes forward and concentrate on her tasks but she kept feeling the air-conditioned breeze dusting the cheeks of her tight ass as they peeked out from under her short dress. Then there were her poor hidden tits. The same cool air forced her nipples to press against the material of the halter style top. She moved from store to store, picking up things on her list and items ordered by her Mistress. When Inga dropped a couple of packages, a security guard picked them up for her, of course he tried to hit on her, she wanted to just tell him to "fuck off" but Ramona had trained her to flirt with men and politely turn him down. Inga carried her items back out to the car. Three high school boys passed by as she bent over to put the things in the trunk. She heard them make a couple of immature comments. Inga pulled into the driveway and saw puppy's truck. She liked that, more pussy. The blonde entered the house through the kitchen, with her packages. Ramona was fixing herself a cup of tea so Inga quickly put the items on the table and knelt at he owner's feet. "Did you get everything?" asked Ramona. " Ya Milady" answered Inga. "Puppy is already working, she ate me real well. Put the things away and return to me as fast as you can." Ordered the Domme. Inga stood up, grabbed the items and quick stepped to her tasks. She put the household items in the pantry, the cleaning items in the cabinet and while heading for the bedroom she ran into puppy in the hall. Puppy looked up from her dusting and gave Inga a nod, Inga saw the ends of her mouth go up as she attempted a smile through the gag. The blonde house slave put her Mistress' shoes and underwear away then stripped down. The only items she wore were her piercing in her labia. She checked her hair and makeup in the mirror and set off to find her sexy owner. The slave's sex was already wet. Inga found puppy kneeling in the hall outside the Blue Room. Puppy nodded toward the door. Inga knocked gently and was told to enter by Ramona. She opened the door and entered with head bowed. When she glanced up, she saw Ramona standing with several leather straps. Inga knew this was not going to be a sweetness and cream session. Inga stood in front of the Domme with the wrists crossed behind her. Ramona grasped each tit in turn and wrapped the leather around the base of each one. They were not tight but enough to put each breast into a sexy ball. Walking behind the slave Ramona wrapped one of her leather and stainless steel collars on her. When the collar was locked on, Ramona moved her hands to Inga's nipples. They were growing to hard points. Ramona rolled each between her finger, each twist she got tighter and tighter, until she heard the slave take in a deep breath. The Mistress would have liked to prolong the torment but her libido was pushing her on. Ramona picked a long rod, at each end was a screw clamp. Inga had not seen the device before, as the sadist attached one end to a pert nipple. Ramona was not gentile. She then pulled the other of the tied tits out and attached the other clamp. This spread Inga's tits painfully wide apart. Most would thing the nipple clamps and the spreader bar enough, but not Ramona. With a gleam in her eye, the dark Spanish woman pulled each leather strap tight. The slave moaned loudly as her tits were forced into large melon balls! Ramona clipped a leather strap to the center of the torturous spreader bar. She brought the strap down between the slut totally naked cunt then up the crack of her ass. Holding the strap up tight she ordered Inga, "Hold it!"
Inga clamped her tight buttocks together as her owner ordered, "Ya Mistress" she answered. Ramona clamped stainless steel cuffs on her property. Not handcuffs but almost medieval looking cuffs. Then roughly grabbing the leather she pulled it up very tight and wrapped it around the chain connecting the cuffs. Ramona had more torment in mind but her pussy just would not let her. Clipping a leash to Inga's cunt ring, she led the slave out of the room. Grabbing puppy's leash, she lead them both down the hall with a huge shit eating grin on her face. It was just noon and she had already cum, tortured two sluts and was looking forward to one more huge orgasm. In the middle of the bright living room Ramona removed the gag from puppy and put the sluts on their knees. "Undress me." She ordered. Silently both slaves reached and removed their Mistress's clothes. That was not hard as she only wore a tee shirt, jogging shorts, socks and sneakers. Now naked Ramona circled her abject slaves. She rubbed her pussy for them to see. Telling them, how horny she was and how they were such worthless beings, they just would not be able to satisfy her. She pulled on Inga's tit rod, watching her grit her teeth trying not to cry out. Ramona would then grab puppy's tits hard and twisted and turn them. When she was happy that she had tormented both cunts, the Mistress picked up a silver dollar from the coffee table, tossed it in the air and ordered Inga to call it. She called "Heads", it was tails. Ramona stood between her two slaves and spread her legs wide. Her pussy was toward puppy, her ass faced Inga. "Inga you lost, get you mouth in there and lick my ass while lovely puppy sucks my cunt until I cum!" Both slaves shuffled on their knees into position. Ramona moaned as each mouth touched the appointed spot at the same time! She had already felt puppy 's mouth on her cunt but with the talented Inga eating her ass; it sent Ramona into heaven. After only a few minutes, she wondered if it was a good idea as her legs began to go weak. Ah! However, she was experienced and soon gained her strength back as she pushed her ass back on to her house slave. Reaching the peak that she had wanted so badly, Ramona grabbed her tits. She kneaded them like bread dough. Each bound bitch used every trick to please her owner so she might allow her owner's needed orgasm! The noises Ramona made told the slaves that she came, one, two and three times. That was even too much for the Dominatrix, she pushed her slaves away and collapsed onto the nearby couch. With her panting breath, Ramona told her two slaves that they had earned their reward. Of course, it would take the rest of the day in their torturous bondage before they would receive it. Well, I hope you like this installment. The feedback had been great. I would like to make an offer. If you send a pic of your sub I will return in kind. Heck if you really want one, especially you ladies, just ask. These are real so I expect real. New Mexico's Best Club Ch. 4 ============================ I thought I would interject a short chapter about one of my favorite activities with my subbie, a trip to the hardware store. "What in the hell is so exciting about that?!" you say. Where do you think all that neat bondage equipment comes from, the S&M Fairy? As I stated in the first chapter, our group is not like those in the books, such as "The Story of O" we are not rich. In my case, I cannot afford all those expensive equipment. I also like making the equipment as a hobby and my slave, Ann (actually her name is nana, but I changed it to protect her identity) takes a special pride in the fact that I took the time to make the devices for her. One Saturday I woke up and found myself without a damn commitment. Ann was already in the shower so I went to her dresser and picked her thick gold chain necklace. I placed it on the vanity. She heard me and sang out a "Good Morning". That was one of our signals to tell her I was in the mood. I went to the kitchen to start tea. I sat down, watched the news, and waited for my blonde slut to finish her shower and get the message. It was a few minutes before I heard the shower shut off. The water was hot so I poured the tea and sat back down. Shortly I heard her footsteps, when I turned she was walking toward me, naked with the chain necklace locked on her neck. Her hair was fixed and she wore the right amount of slave makeup. She knelt next to my chair, her head down her hands under each tit holding them up. I like this position as I can reach over and play with her always-hard nipples. "What can this worthless slut do for her Master?" she asked as she had done a thousand times before. I told her to go get her tea and return. The slave jumped up and returned in a flash. "After breakfast we will go shopping. Mostly to the hardware store." I told her she knew that meant. It was to find new devices to torment her and build new equipment. "We will also hit Victoria's Secret or Fredrick's. You need some more slutty clothes for your "On call" days." She smiled a little but I knew she was always a little frightened at the hardware trips. I stood and motioned to the slave, she followed. Standing in front of the commode, I put my hands on my hips. Slave Ann knelt next to me put up the seat and took my penis in her hand. I let loose my morning piss; I had been holding it since I woke up just for this minute. She was well trained, never looking up, just looking at my cock. She had one hand directing the stream of piss; the other was on my thigh. A gentile touch. The flow started to taper off. Ann moved her left hand from my thigh to my balls. I gave my bladder a couple of last squirts. Ann shook my cock easily then leaned forward and took the flaccid flesh into her mouth. She cleaned my cock with her mouth. I smiled as I felt her use her tongue to tantalize me to erection. She pulled her mouth from my cock and started kissing it down the limp length. Turning her blonde haired head so slightly she laid some gentile kisses on my shaved scrotum. It did feel good, oh so good but I had a plan. I pushed her away and stroked her hair. "Breakfast" I said. She kissed my leg and went to start breakfast as I showered. I showed up at the table dressed, as sweet naked Ann put the plates on the table. She sat across from me. I guess I have a thing about being dressed while she is naked, I know even after all this time, it embarrasses her. Ann put the dishes in the washer I picked out her clothes and other things! I laid out jeans, white Hooter's tee shirt, lacy garter belt, stockings, boots and her Justin straw hat. The underthings do not quite go with the clothes but that was the idea. My naked sub stood with her legs spread 18 inches apart, holding her tits up for me to suck. I leaned over, took each nipple in my mouth, in turn, and sucked very hard. Ann likes that part. Turning to the dresser, I ordered her to play with the nipples, and make them harder. After giving her a minute, I took some of my 50lb test parachute cord and tied it around each hard bud. A small grin came over her lovely face, she knew that they would stay hard and get more sensitive as the morning went on. After a couple of tugs, I took her into my arms and gave her a deep passionate kiss. In fact we necked a bit and I pawed her tits and ass. She put her arms behind her as I reached into the dresser again and pulled out a nice plug for her ass. Her eyes went wide. It is not often that I have her go out in public, as she knew I was about too. It was not your usual plug. It was not shaped like a cone; it was a cock with the indention for her ass to close on. The dildo was seven inches long and a couple inches around. I sat in the chair in the corner; my slave knelt on the floor facing me. She opened her hot mouth and took the rubber cock deep in her mouth with one plunge. She slowly pulled it out, like stretching a piece of gum, her lips tight around its circumference. With an evil smile on her face she turned her head to the side and danced her tongue up and down the length, leaving her saliva glinting off the sides. I loved the show but I leaned over, handed her the tube of KY. Ann is very
meticulous; she coated every inch of the rubber dick with lube. Laying back she spread her legs in a wide "V" then reached down between them and slowly pushed the big plug deep into her open asshole. Inch by inch the dildo disappeared; only a slight look of discomfort crossed her pretty face. She only had to pull it back out one or two times. I watched her rock hard nipples sticking up as her breasts heaved with the pleasurable discomfort the plug gave her. Ann lay there until I told her to get dressed. I watched her walk across the room clinching her ass to hold the plug in place. I watched her get dressed, she kept giving me her sexy smiles. We hopped in the truck and headed out. First stop, Home Depot. I parked almost in the last row, Ann looked at me, pleading, and asked "Please Sir, park closer!" "Sweetie you have to earn it, today." I told her. We held hands walking into the store. She I watched her face out of the corner of my eye. She was walking with a lot more of a wiggle than I always had her walk. Ann did not have a small ass but it sure looked good in jeans. I could see that she wanted to fondle her tits. The fabric rubbed wonderfully on her nipple tips. My slut got a cart, of course that is not all she got, the stares she received from the men turned me on. Those nipples sticking out, and the Hooter shirt were red flags. We wandered around, with nothing planned but a hard fuck; we had plenty of
time. I lusted over the power tools, and the new paneling. We came to the chain and lock area, and spoke about the thickness and weight of the chains. I took some and compared it to her wrists and arms, speaking loud enough for passers to hear. Standing close to her and just after a family of five passed, I ran a portion of a thick chain over my slave's hard sensitive nipples. We bought fifteen feet of medium chain. Moving down to the lock and latch department, I dawdled over the double snaps. I even clipped several of them to her chain necklace. Ann's eyes darted around to see who saw her. She caught the eye of a stock girl. The girl about 20 years old was staring at us as I tugged on one of the clips. She smiled a little with a knowing look in her eye. My slut was close to me; I reached up and grabbed one of her nipples, hard. That broke her stare and the stock girl pushed her cart around the corner. We bought some hooks, eyebolts, wooden dowels and other small items. The next stop, Wal-Mart. I parked a little closer, telling my whore that she did well before. She hung on my arm and looked at me as if we were just in love, as we walked in. We did some household shopping then found our way to the lingerie department. There my now cheerful slave, picked up items, held them up to herself and modeled them for me. She wanted to find something to please me. She got looks when she held up to her body one of those cheap see-through baby doll nightie. I had her pick and buy one, also a couple of packs of thongs. These were ripped or cut off her regular. On the way to the mall I ordered my slave to reach up into her shirt pull the string tighter and play with her nipples for almost the entire ride. As we rode, she told me that a trucker was watching her. I ordered her to smile at him or her. I only allowed her to flash on the open highway. When we pulled into the mall parking lot, she struggled to tuck in the shirt. I reached over and kissed her deeply while running my hand over her thigh to her crotch. "Wet?" I asked, "Yes Sir, very can we hurry please." Was her sweet answer. I played hurt; she wanted to hurry mostly because she had to pee. I was not going to pass this up. I lead her into one of the pubs at the mall. I ordered a beer and for her a Long Island Ice Tea. When it arrived, I told her to go to the bathroom; also I wanted her to take 1 minute to play with her clit. She looked around and rose. I watched her wiggle into the Ladies Room. She told me later that she had to reach around behind her ass and use her hand to help hold the plug in. Ann also thanked me for letting her rub herself although it made her wetter. The strong drink, on an empty stomach had the effect I wanted. It made her a little giddy. At Victoria's Secret, she dove into shopping. She needed several things, more stockings, garter belts and a bra or two. Here she did not rush. My horny slave checked all the new garters, sleepwear and anything that would fit in or stand up to our Club meetings. After a quick and uneventful stop for lunch, we arrived home. I sent Ann to put away her things while I took care of the hardware. Properly Ann stripped as soon as she got to the bedroom. She took a chance and rubbed her bald cunt while gripping her plugged asshole. I finished and found myself standing in the doorway of the bedroom watching my slut. I could see the base of the plug between her cheeks. A couple of times, before she noticed me, she reached around and pushed it to make sure it was in correctly. I could not stand it any longer. Ann only noticed me when she heard my belt buckle jingle as I dropped my pants. She hurried over and went to her knees in front of me. She helped me out of my clothes then took my hard cock in her hands. "Sir can this whore please suck your cock!" she begged not asked. I just grabbed the back of her hair and pulled her face to my crotch. In one gulp, she sucked my cock down her throat. She closed her lips around it and wiggled her tongue around the underside of my flesh. I released her head but my loyal slave started using her mouth as a cunt. In and out stopping only to lick the swollen head or turn her head to lick my balls. "Fucking suck it cunt, fucking whore Damn slut!" I said between sucks. It did not seem it but Ann sucked harder. She was turned on by the abuse. I grabbed her blonde hair and pulled he to her feet and bent her over the bed. I plunged my cock into her wet cunt. She was so fucking wet that I almost did not feel her skin. I felt her juice flow out over my balls as I drove into her twat. Ann yells, " Fuck your slave please fuck me, I am yours!" It only took a few strokes to have her cumming! I grabbed her hair and using it as a lever I just fucked her as fast as I could. I cared not for her feelings. "Fucking teasing bitch, damn fucking slut, cunt, tease me bitch! I barked and punctuated it with a hard slap to her ass. Ann came again! By this time, I was close. Ann came again and I felt her cunt close in on my cock. This sent me over the edge and rammed it in as far as I could. I shot a morning long load of spunk into her. Like everyone does, I fell on her waiting for my breath to come back. When I gained my senses I stood and pulled out. I gave her another hard slap to her nice ass. "Finish bitch!" I said. Weakly the slave turned and took my cock in her mouth. Ann loves the taste of herself. Often after she was allowed to finger herself, she would beg to lick her fingers clean. She got a lot of herself off my cock. "You may take the plug from your ass." I said "Thank you Sir, thank you very much for fucking me." I had her wear some of the new items we had bought today. I loved watching her strut her stuff around the house dressed as a whore in a whorehouse. An hour or so later, I called her to the playroom. Kneeling in front of me, we spoke of the morning's activities and she assured me she enjoyed it. I told her that was just the start. She had five orgasms without permission. Of course, I knew she could not hold out. Now it was time for her to pay for them. I put on one of her red dog collars, a red spandex blindfold and a bit gag. I pushed her against the wall and secured cuffs to her wrists and her wrists to the ceiling. Her pleadings were well muffled by the gag as I started pinching her sore nipples. I tied more cord to each and ran the cord to hooks in the ceiling.
Hanging weights from the cord caused her tits to be pulled painfully upward. As I slowly added weight Ann moaned loudly. Again, I was getting hard. I thought of calling an "On the Vibrator" slave for a blowjob. I sat and watched here for a while, she would move as little as she could trying to get a little more comfortable. The pull on her nipples never decreased. I took some pictures then sat next to her. Taking my time I stroked her red stocking covered legs. Starting at the calf, I worked my way up. Before I
touched her cunt, as she wanted I stroked the other leg. To her pleasure, I finally worked my finger into her still wet hole. It was so nice when she
automatically opened her legs to give me total access to her twat. I played with her, bringing her up then letting her down. I did this until I thought she would cry. Taking a blue vibrator I turned it on low and shoved it up her wet cunt. "Close your legs and hold this in. Do not cum, or else!" I ordered. Ann complied, reluctantly. I took more pictures and left. I had eased up on her tits because I planed on being gone a while. When I return small beads of sweat covered her body. I pulled the vibrator out of her cunt, and tossed it on the bed. Putting my face close to hers I kissed her cheek and asked "Did my whore cum?' I could not see her eyes but her face gave away a wince, she shook her head yes. I freed her tits then her arms; she dropped them limp at her side. I helped her to the bed. There I removed the blindfold and the gag. I cupped her face and we kissed. She kissed back hard wanting me as much as I wanted her. I brought her a big glass of water and let her drink it and use the bathroom She came to me and with her sub head bowed asked "Will Master punish me now." I smiled and pulled her to the bed. Making her get on all fours, I picked the leather flogger. Counting them, I gave her ten good ones. It reddens her ass. Turning over she opened her legs wide, her way of begging to be fucked. I obliged her. Jumping between her legs I rammed my hard rod again into her and fucked her to many orgasms. This time I pulled out and shot my load all over her tits while she pushed her fingers into her cunt. New Mexico's Best Club Ch. 5 ============================ There are two costumes that turn me on one is, Belly-dancers. There are two slaves and one Mistress that practice the art. My slut Ann is learning and tries but no one can wiggle her ass like Sharon. She is teaching both Ann and the other slave. As jealous as it makes Ann I just cannot stop using Sharon when she is available. What makes the slave even more attractive is her fiery red hair and large tits. Last year, Ann cooked up a great present. Our club tradition is that each birthday and Christmas are three-day events. The family, the Club and a day given by the slave or the Owner to the slave. It was a Saturday and it was no surprise that she had something cooked up. So after lunch I set out to see a friend and have a beer. A couple of hours later I went home. Seeing no other cars in the drive I smiled, figuring on a long evening with just the two of us. Inside I found my love kneeling as usual, but the surprise was she was wearing her harem costume. Of course like most things with us and the club it was not the kind you see on "I Dream of Jennie". From the head down, she wore the typical headdress and veil. Around her neck was a red suede collar, her upper arms were decorate with gold slave bracelets. Small clamps, from each dangled delicate gold bells pinched her hard nipples. A gold belly chain caressed her stomach just above the very shear, fine read silk, pantaloons. They were sear enough for me to view her hairless cunt and cute tattoo. Her wrists and ankles were wrapped with thin red leather cuffs. Each had a matching set of bells, like those on her tits. She had only worn the whole outfit once before, for a dancing test. "Welcome home Master." She said with all sincerity as she leaned forward and gave each of my boots a long kiss. "May I stand and serve you, Sir?" Of course I allowed her to stand. She moved and placed a chair behind me. After unbuckling my belt and pulling my pants down, she asked me to sit. Ann knelt and pulled off my boots, socks and pants. My slave pulled my shirt over my head and used my arm to have me stand. Picking up my robe she held it up, I placed my arms in it and tied it around my waist. Kneeling, the slave reached up under my robe and pulled my shorts off, casting them aside she again leaned over, and after kissing each of my feet she placed my slippers on them. Placing her head on the floor between my feet the blonde cunt asked "Would you please come to the bath with your lowly slave?" On the dresser was the candle and pot we used to heat up body oil. She led me through the bedroom to the bath. The curtains were closed; scented candles lit the room and bubbles floated in the garden tub. I spent the next half-hour soaking and being washed by my slave. When she was not washing she was filling my glass with my favorite wine. With the treatment, watching my slut's ass through the shear pantaloons and her touch, my periscope was up, during the whole bath. Ann only washed it and rubbed it lovingly. Just like in the movies she held up a large towel, after stepping into it she rapped it around me and started drying me off. When I was totally day slave Ann took me by the hand and led me to the bed. Laying me down she took the warm scented oil and gave me a full body massage. It was so relaxing, with the late afternoon sun streaming through the window, my favorite incense burning and my love's soft hand touching about every inch of my body. When she was finished my sweet blonde stood up and held my robe open for me. With my robe again tied around my waist, my slave took my hand and led me to our modest playroom. Ann took the leash, that hung by the door, raised it too me cradled in both hands. Her head bowed and eyes to the floor. Smiling I took it from her and attached it to her collar. I turned putting the leash over my shoulder, opened the door. As we stepped through the door I noticed that the skylight's shade was open. I looked up at it then looked down and stopped in my tracks. There, in the middle of the room was big tit Sharon! Her back was to the thick wooden pole I had installed in the center of the room. Her arms were cuffed to a ring, high above her head. She was dressed in her dancer's outfit, her pantaloons were thicker than Ann's and she wore a spangled bra. Her tits still hung out. In the bound slave's mouth was gag. Ann whispered that it was a cock gag and she had a large plug up her ass. "Happy Birthday, Master!" She said, then kissed me on the cheek. My thoughtful slave had set up most of our equipment, as much as room would allow. I put the leash in her mouth and with an exaggerated strut, started out eyeing each piece of equipment. I would pat it, feeling each item. Glancing from the equipment to Ann and back. I checked each piece, Ann was glancing up I caught her eye several times. I finally snapped my fingers, when she looked up I pointed to the floor. She quickly went to her knees. "You may watch, whore!" Running my hand up from the bound slave's waist, I groped her big tit through her sequined top. I heard a moan through the gag. My other hand went the other direction, winding its way down her thigh. I pressed my hand between her legs feeling her naked cunt, through the shear soft fabric of her pantaloons. As I pressed my finger home, her moans increased in volume, finding
her clit I rubbed hard, the whore moaned even louder. Grasping her tit tighter, pressing her cunt harder, I leaned down close to her ear, "Do you want to dance for me?" Sharon quickly shook her head up and down. I pressed my body to hers; she felt my hard dick through my robe. I dry humped the slut's leg. I ordered Ann to remove the slave's gag. I released the wonderful dancing slave from the post and clipped a leash to her collar, grabbed my slave's leash and lead them both out to the living
room. By the time we hit the living room I was primed. I released Sharon's leash, dropped Ann's and took my place. I picked one of our more straight chairs. I figured Ann would soon be swallowing my cock and this chair allowed better access. Ann brought me an envelope. It was a birthday cared from Sharon's owner, " Happy Birthday, you bum! Please use my slut without restrictions. You may return her in the morning. If she pleased you return her with four fresh crop marks on her ass. You know how she loves pain. If you do not I will keep her in the punishment room for two days. Have fun and use and abuse her as you want." Sharon put on her finger cymbals and knelt in the center of the room. Ann had cleared as much room as she could. I had Ann change my drink to a coke and waited for her to come back from the kitchen. She knelt and presented me with the drink then leaned over a kissed my foot. "Master, May I start the music so slave Sharon may entertain you?" I took my best-bored look and waived my hand. Ann turned and switched on the tape. The Middle East beat sprang from the speakers. A few bars and Sharon started to move. She swayed gently as she pulled her cheek off the floor and moved to an erect kneeling. Her arms waved up and down, the "ting ting " of her cymbals rang in time with the music. Sharon moved in soft waves of flesh. She elegantly worked her way from her knees to her feet, not loosing the beat or a one erotic movement. The tempo of the music picked up; Sharon wiggled her big tits in front of me then twirled twice. Stopping with her back toward me. It was the hip toss and ass shake that did it for me. I grabbed my slave's hair and pulled her to my lap. She opened her mouth wide and took me all the way into her throat in the first gulp. She started her swaying; I stared at the big titted slut. Ann gave me some of the best head she had in months. Her lips were sealed around my cock like the shuttle O rings; her mouth produced a steady suction as she bobbed her head in my lap. I clinched my fists as my sperm stared to boil up from my balls. My legs went stiff, then a thought ran through my head. My fucking whore had done so well she deserved a reward. Grabbing her blonde hair with my left hand, I clutched my unbelievably hard meat with my right and jerked. I am more an oozier than a shooter but my cum took off from my pecker hitting the slut square in the nose. The second blast covered her cheek, then the forehead. I had no control over myself. Ann moaned so loud that it was almost a cry! *Among the plethora of things that turned my slave on, watching a man cum shared the top of the list. I searched the web for male masturbation videos, edited and blended them into hours of spurting cum. I would tie the cunt to the bed and make her watch the tapes, sometime for over an hour at a time. After that she would fuck anything. I picked up a cop nightstick at a garage sale once; she begged for permission to fuck herself with it. To briefly change the subject, on Ann's last birthday the club's gift to my slave was all the jerking off she could watch. A member's basement playroom was cleared, the rug rolled up the remaining tile polished, only chairs around the walls with pillows on the floor before each one. In the middle of the room we placed a weight bench. After dark I rapped a sheet around my naked slave and lead her to the car.
Blindfolding her I drove her to our friends. There I used the leash to lead her to the house and stripped her of her sheet outside the back door. She obediently followed me through the door. Inside the members lined the way to the playroom door. As Ann heeled to the leash the members reached out and groped the naked birthday girl. She jumped and gasped at the first touch. We all smiled in silence. Arriving in the playroom I handed my slut over to the two submissive male members. The one that had a Mistress was white; the single member was a dark Hispanic man. Both were buffed and yes had respectable cocks. Ann stood between the two men, each with a hand on her upper arm, in front of the bench. She heard the noise of feet shuffling as everyone filed in. The Tops took a chair; the slaves knelt on the pillows. I took my place in a large chair facing the foot of the bench. Two slaves stood on each side of me. One was the statuesque, Inga; the other was a shorter heavier, big titted, Jodi. Jodi's Owner was out of town. Ramona dressed in one of her more exotic leather outfits, stood before my slave and removed her blindfold. The two slaves sat Ann down on the bench. The legs were spread and fixed to a cross bar attached to the bottom legs. The upper part of the bench was raise to a 45-degree angle and her wrists chained to the vertical bars. This left her cunt open her face raised so she could view the show. To finish off Ann's bondage, I handed Ramona a rod. She slowly approached my slut. Inga left my side, she leaned over slut Ann and sucked her nipples to hardness. Ramona placed each end of the rod over the hard nipples and with a deft hand screwed the clamps down tight. The rod pulled her tits toward each other. Ann watched as Inga and Jodi knelt in front of me. My cock was already getting hard when each slave touched her lips to opposite sides. I liked the fact that Inga had a dislike for male members. Each slave took a cock in her mouth around the room. Ann and I stared into each other's eyes. She saw the pleasure in my eyes as Jodi gobbled my cock and Inga danced her tongue over my balls. "Enough!" I said, the slaves knelt back. I stood, walking over to Ann I straddled her body. She stared at my hard cock. I took my rod and started slowly jerking it. I was never real comfortable doing this in front of the group but it was for my slave love. As I played with my meat I watched her breathing increase, "Like this bitch?' "Oh yes Sir, yes jerk your cock please!" she said. I pointed to each side of her; she glanced from side to side. There were the two slave males, each with a collar, each with a hard on. "They have been abstaining for over a week, now they have been ordered to jerk off on you and keep it up until they have no cum left, Happy Birthday Love." I watched a shiver flow through her naked body " Ohhhh Thank You, my Lord oh yeesss!" I felt my ass cheeks being spread, I looked over my shoulder and saw Jodi. She had crawled between Ann's legs and spread my cheeks. I felt her tongue lap at my open asshole. Ramona smiled, it was her order. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the slave's attention. She licked from the bottom to the top then used the tip to circle the sensitive skin around my hole. I reached down and grabbed the nipple bar. I pulled up hard, stretching her tits and nipples. Ann gritted her teeth but did not close her eyes; she wanted to watch every drop of cum flow from my rod. I came hard, very hard. I pulled harder on the bar as I came on my properties, face and chest. Mild applause came from the members. I stepped away and sat back down. Jodi licked my cock. The two males moved in, one on each side of ann. They shot their loads almost at the same time. Ann opened her mouth, her head moved back and forth, trying to catch the slimy streams of white fluid. When they were finished they retreated, standing a few feet away. The white slave's Mistress stood behind both of them, as they continued to play with themselves she set about using her crop. She alternated between them, being harder on her slave, "pussy". To my slave's delight, each Master rose and either straddled her or stood next to her in pairs or threes and had their slaves jerk there hard cocks until they each ejaculated the white goo. When Ramona saw that the males were hard again she waited until there was a break in the line. She ordered them to jerk off on Ann again. They both took pleasure in shooting over the bound slave's stomach. When they pumped their last drop on the slave Ramona barked for them to return to her. They knelt before the black clad Mistress each kissed a foot. After a hard swat to each of their asses, she ordered them to crawl over behind two females. The women were bent over at the waist, blowing their Masters. Ramona ordered the men to open the slut's asses and lick their puckered holes. Each whore moaned as the men's tongues touched their holes. Ann had cum four or five times by the time the 10th man had blown his wad over her body. Cum was dripping on the floor after it ran down her face and breasts. The atmosphere was getting rather festive. Slaves were serving drinks and snacks. When a Dom was ready he would jerk off on my lover. Tears of pleasure mixed with the cum on the slut's face. I knelt between my whore's legs and drove my rod in her open pussy. The male slaves jerked off on my slave again as I fuck her slow. I wanted several men to add to the sperm covering her body. My slut was so fucking wet my back got tired before I was able to blow my wad deep inside her. The party went on for a while, the ejaculations slowed down. Every time anyone would get hard they would use my wife as a cum dump. The two buffed males looked tired as Ramona made them jack off for the fifth time. Not much shot out. Ramona made fun of them; "Wimps, limp dicks, can 't get it up" she spat. She placed them in an open area. As they knelt there, pulling their puds, the mean woman abused them and slapping their backs with the crop. She even made the reach over and play with each other. After ten minutes with little action to their dicks, Ramona looked over at me and smiled. She waived to Inga and Jodi. Ramona handed each a pair of handcuffs. The cuffed the male's wrists behind them. They followed Ramona and the two sluts over to the far wall. Each slut knelt down and took a cock in her mouth. Sucking and licking they tried to get a rise out of the expended peckers. Each managed a moderate hard on. Ramona pushed Jodi aside and grabbed pussy's cock. She cruelly squeezed and pulled it. The slave gritted his teeth. The Mistress fastened a leather strap around the base of his cock and balls. She did the same with the other cock. Ramona then attached a thin chain to each strap. The chain ran to a ring in the wall. The Dom, handed the free end of the chain to each slave and ordered them to pull down on the chain. Inga had no problem, she just jerked hard, causing pussy to yelp loudly and rise to his toes and the pain shot through his loins. Jodi was less cruel with Juan. She allowed him to slowly rise to his toes. Ramona noticed how weak she was and raised the crop as high as she could and let it come down on Jodi's plump ass! The whore yelled and jerked hard on the chain. The man let out the same yell as Jodi. Ramona ordered the slut to keep the pressure up while she stood behind the men. She had changed the crop for a thin rattan cane. With a metered rhythm she swung the cane, alternating between each tight ass. As the Dominants filtered out to the living room for an evening of satisfied social conversation, three slavesluts were made to kneel and lick the floor clean of the dripping cum, one slave slut was place between Ann's legs to lick her cunt and asshole clean. After a short rest and some fluids, I led Ann into the living room. Covered in drying cum she crawled from Master to Master, kissing their feet, balls or asses, thanking them for her birthday present. The next afternoon we had to go to her cousin's for a birthday bar-b-q. Ann was happy to wear butt plug and ben-wa balls. Now back to my story. Sorry about the detour. Sharon danced but started at Ann and I. When I was finished spewing my load, Ann sucked me back into her mouth to drain the last drop from my passage. She sucked the then kissed my still hard cock, "Thank you, thank you, thank you, Sir" she said between kisses. Sharon moved closer to us; she smiled when she saw me watching her instead of ann. She tinged her cymbals as loud as she could to gain Ann's attentions. Finally my slut turned and still on her knees reached up and undid the dancing cunt's bra. It fell away quickly, freeing her big tits. As soon as they popped free she turned and shook them seductively at me. Like Ann she had bells hanging from her nipples only they were attached to the large nipple rings that impaled each large hard nubs. Damn I love pierced nipples! Ann will have hers done real soon. The slave danced and danced. Once again she moved near ann. My slave reached up and undid Sharon's pantaloons. They dropped away giving me a great view of her naked pussy and rings hanging from her labia, each with a bell. I made her dance naked to the second song. I loved the sweat glistening off her skin. Some even dripped off her firm tits. As they say, the next thing I knew, I had Sharon on her knees in front of me with my rigid dick all the way down her throat. Better yet Ann was also on her knees, her hands spreading my cheeks and her mouth buried between them. I love how she used her tongue on my asshole. She would use the tip to circle the soft skin around the hole, the take the whole flat of the tongue and run it from between my legs up over my asshole. I was the meat in the ass licking cocksucking whore sandwich. I came three more times that evening. I made Sharon strap-on fuck my slave in the ass. I fucked Sharon in all her holes. Sharon ate out Ann's ass while she fucked herself with a banana. We finally all fell asleep in our king-size bed. In the morning Ann served me breakfast while I had Sharon kneel with the riding crop in her mouth. It took little to get Sharon to beg to be whipped with the crop. The punishment room in her Masters house was one of the most painful in the group. After she was showered, I had Sharon bend over the arm of the couch. Naked
Ann stood by while I administered the four welts that Sharon's Owner demanded. I kissed the big titted dancer goodbye. She thanked me and kissed ann. One hell of a birthday!!!!! ============================================================================ == More great stories at http://groups.yahoo.com/group/All-Stories-BnD (http://groups.yahoo.com/group/All-Stories-BnD)