By Kat Black

1. Breaking in a New Submissive

2. Her New Neighbors

3. Blackmail is Served

4. Their First Time

5. The Girls Debut

6. “Lights, Camera, Action!”

1. Breaking in a New Submissive

Looking up at the female, he had to admire not only her attractive physique that radiated authority but also her brunette hair raised to the top of her head, adding a touch of elegance to the beautiful lady.

Karen was in her late 40's but kept herself up very well. She could easily compete with the young 20-something year olds out there. But, her knowledge and elegance, just the way she carried herself with confidence, made her rise above those young, tight 20 year olds. She had been in the dominatrix business since her 20's and even though she had quite a nice list of clientele, she was always searching for more and for more ways to please her clients.

“Make sure you kiss every spot...I'd be insulted if you missed something.”

“Yes Mistress.”, said Jake, as he adored her behind, lowering his right hand to his cock, starting to masturbate.

“Ah...no playing with yourself...is that clear?”

“Yes, Mistress.”, answered the guy while moving his hand away from his erection.

Her ass was truly an intoxicating work of art. It's perfect curves and crevices performed its magic on his mind as she simply stood there in her black patent leather thigh high boots, black vinyl mini skirt and black vinyl corset with steel boning that made her curvy body look even more curvier than usual and pushed her big DD breasts up to her chin. They certainly were a site to see!

“You're a good ass kisser.”, remarked Karen, enjoying his servitude.

“Oh Mistress...your butt's so beautiful, I just want to kiss it all night long!”

“Well...I don’t have all night.”, replied Karen as she retracted her rear and turned around, sticking her shaved pussy before his mouth, saying, “Lick it...stick your tongue in all the way, let's see if you can get me off.”

Obviously doing so, Jake slurped away at her slit, taking in its smell as she moaned, ”Yea...that's it...good...!”

Moving her right hand across her chest to her left tit, Karen fondled the nipple until she exploded below, spilling a thick and slimy wad of cunt syrup all over his lips.

“Now that's what I call a good lick job!”, said Karen.

Standing a foot before her, the man had to look up slightly while he gazed into her blue eyes, overwhelmed by their intensity.

With a wicked grin, Karen said, “Get down on your back.”

Once upon the bed, Jake watched as Karen lowered herself, slowly placing her wet cunt directly over his erect shaft. Then, with her right hand, the woman inserted his prick into her slit, finally letting her full weight rest upon his waist.

His cock in her cunt, she slowly moved up and down, fucking him with her pussy. However, as her body moved, Jake was completely surprised at the strength of her vaginal muscles, squeezing his cock as if she had her fingers coiled around his shaft.

Moving her frame downward, Karen released the grip. But, as she went back into the ascent, the female contracted her passageway, pulling up at his cock with a force he never experienced from a woman's interior.

Truly, she was fucking him, going on and on. As he helplessly lay there, he felt absorbed. It was as if she were sucking up his personality, his being, transforming the man into a subordinate extension of her superior existence.

Glancing at her tits, he watched as her two nipples swelled forth, each at least an inch or more in length. Amazed, he simply let her fuck away.

What got the most of his humble attention were her vaginal fluids, flowing around the base of his penis, running down his side, and finally sticking to the bed sheets. Awed by her sexual powers, he watched as her cunt fluids foamed up, reacting to the motions between her all embracing cunt and his helpless dick, subordinated to her every whim!

Slowly, Karen leaned forward, bracing her hands against the bed to each side of his body, letting her tits hang in his face. As her breasts bounced away, rubbing against his mouth and cheeks, Jake felt an orgasm coming, slowly working its way to a climax. However, right before he was about to cum, she stopped and just sat there, straightening her back afterward.

Grinning down at him, she said, “Not just yet.”

Somehow, she knew the way his system responded, judging with accurate timing the seconds before he felt like ejaculating.

A minute later, she again moved up and down, taking his cock with her, pulling on his manhood with a force causing him to feel pain at certain moments. As before, she again stopped, preventing the man from spraying his cum.

Smiling, she started a third time, going on and on until he finally came into her pussy.

She didn't stop though, she continued until she exploded, ejecting a vast amount of fluid, making his orgasm look like nothing.

When she raised herself, freeing his imprisoned dick, Jake gazed down at his waist with wide-open eyes, totally surprised at the size of her outpouring, looking like someone had dumped a pint of honey all over his cock.

Getting up, Karen made a step forward and stood next to his head, looking down at his face with her right hand on her hip. As he still lay on the carpet, Karen raised her boot and slowly brought the sole over his mouth, saying, “Lick it!”

Immediately, Jake obeyed, “Yes, Mistress.”

Without resignation on his humble face, Jake stuck out his tongue and stroked the bottom of her right boot, taking up all the dirt from the street.

“That's good, you're doing just fine...keep going.”

“Yes Mistress.”, replied the guy between strokes.

After he finished the right one, she let him do the same thing to the left boot, having him clean off the soles until they looked like new.

“You're pretty good.”, said Karen as she stepped back, still staring down at Jake. Nodding her head, she asked, “So...do you wan to be fucked every week?” Going on, she inquired further with a smile, “You want to lick my cunt, suck my tits, and kiss my ass every week as well?”

Looking up to her greatness, Jake answered, “Yes, Mistress.”

Stepping over him, Karen hovered above his chest, facing his feet. Slowly, she lowered her ass, eventually squatting directly over his mouth. Her head turned back, the assertive woman asked, “Do you want this or not?”

Looking directly at her beautiful rear, hanging right above him, Jake moved his head up an inch and kissed her ass, saying, “Oh Mistress, I'm yours...command and I'll obey, from now on, I'm your property...do with me as you please!”

“Good...that's just what a woman wants to hear.”, replied the brunette as she stood up again, taking a few steps back, placing herself two feet away from the outstretched guy.

Looking down at him, Karen snapped her fingers, pointed toward the bathroom, and said, “Since you're my servant now, we may as well get started, follow me.”

Back on his feet, Jake strolled behind the lady, constantly eyeing her ass on the way.

Inside the bathroom she stepped into the tub, saying, “Well slave, what are you waiting for...undress me and wash my cunt!”

Jake did as ordered, he undressed his new Mistress and kneeled before the tub's edge and grabbed the shower hose. After he sprayed her pussy, he grabbed the soap and worked the lather all over body, including her pink pussy.

“Should I clean the inside of your hole as well?”

“Of course.”, replied the dominant female with a wicked grin.

With soap all over his middle finger, Jake pushed it up her slit, moving it around somewhat. A second later, he was stunned by the feel of her passage constricting itself. Slowly, she increased her grip until Jake made the surprising realization that he couldn't remove his finger!

As she continued to squeeze, the intensity grew and grew until Jake found himself screaming, “Hey, that hurts, please...what are you doing?”

In vain, the fool tried to remove his finger, pulling harder and harder until the pain increased beyond the point of endurance. “Mistress...please let me go...don't...you're killing my finger!”

Her grip relaxed, Jake quickly pulled himself loose, staring down at his body part in amazement. While he throbbed away in pain, she said, “Let that be a lesson if you ever think of crossing me, just remember...the next time we do it...your helpless cock will be inside of me.”

Frightened, the guy just held his hand for a minute until hearing, “Finish washing me slave!”

The pain subsiding, Jake returned to her slit and hosed it off, watching the entire soap residue disappear down the drain.

She stepped out of the tub and Jake wrapped a towel around her and began to pat her body dry, admiring her beautiful sexy body. He felt privileged to be able to look at her naked body, let alone touch it. He instantly fell in love with his new Mistress.

When he was done drying her off, she commanded, “Get over here and kneel.”

“Yes, Mistress.”

“Open your mouth!”

Jake, without hesitation, opened his mouth then it all came; Karen was pissing in his mouth! Eventually filling up his whole oral cavity. Finally, he closed his lips, tasting the salty solution.

Smiling, she watched as he quickly got up and ran into the bathroom, pulling open the toilet's lid and spitting out the yellow fluid. After he flushed and returned, he found her still standing there with her arms folded and her weight resting to one leg.

“Another one broken in.” She smiled and thought to herself.

2. Her New Neighbors

Karen had noticed the moving truck a few days ago, but didn’t want to go over and bother her new neighbors, because she figured they would be busy unpacking. But, today she decided that after breaking in her new sub, she was going to head over and welcome them to the neighborhood.

As she approached the patio she could smell the aroma of food cooking. She had hoped she wasn’t intruding. She knocked on the door and a beautiful blonde, who appeared to be in her 30’s with a small skinny body, answered the door. Karen must have looked like an Amazon as the girl opened the door and looked up at her.

“Hello?” The girl greeted Karen as she blinked looking up at Karen.

“Hello” Karen said back to the girl, “I’m Karen, your neighbor next door. I thought I would come over and introduce myself.”

“Please come in.” The girl opened the door wider for Karen to enter. “I’m Emily and this is my roommate Sara. And over there is my mom, Rachel.” Everyone smiled at Karen as she entered the room.

“Hello everyone, I don’t mean to intrude. I just came over to say hello.”

Sara stood up and greeted Karen and Rachel nodded and said hello to Karen. “Hi Karen, nice to meet you,” greeted Sara. “Come in and sit. You’re no intrusion.”

Although Sara said it was no intrusion, Karen felt like she had walked in on what had seemed to be a room filled with tension. Rachel had a frown on her face. “That’s ok, I was just getting ready to go. Emily, let me know if you want to go out with Mary’s son, he’s a very nice boy.”

“Mom, for the last time, I am not interested in dating Mary’s son or any of your friend’s sons for that matter. I do fine on my own.”

Rachel looks at Karen and speaks, “Yes, that’s why she’s still single with no kids.” She heads towards the front door. “If you need anything, call me. Karen, it was nice to meet you.” Then Rachel left the house.

Sara, Emily and Karen were left in the living room, all sitting on the sofa. “Emily, forgive my mom please. She is always trying to set me up with her friend’s sons. So, enough about her, thank you for coming over to welcome us. This seems like a really nice neighborhood.”

“Oh, it is. Everyone is really nice here. I am sure you will be quite happy here.” Karen smiled at the girls. She noticed how skinny both the girls were. If she hadn’t smelled food cooking in their house, she would have thought that they didn’t eat all. Scrawny little things, she thought to herself.

“Well, I should be going. Just wanted to say hello.” Karen stood up. “If you two need anything, I’m right next door.”

Sara walked Karen to the door and closed the door behind her.

“There is something strange there.” Karen thought to herself. Something didn’t jibe right with her and her new neighbors. They were hiding something. She wasn’t sure just yet, but, yes, they were definitely hiding something and she wanted to know what little dirty secret they were hiding. Her gut instinct told her to sneak around to the back window and see if she could anything.

Karen walked around to the back of the house; they didn’t have a fence that separated their property from hers. The back window curtains were open and Karen peeked inside. At first nothing seemed out of the ordinary. Sara and Emily were getting ready to sit down at dinner, when Emily walked over to Sara and planted a big wet kiss on her lips and with tongue! That’s it! They were secret lesbian lovers and Emily’s mother didn’t know! Her guy instinct told her again that possibly no one knew!

While Sara and Emily ate dinner, Karen went back to her place and grabbed her video camera and made sure there was plenty of room for videoing. There was. Gotta love digital video cameras.

About an hour later, Karen went back over to her new neighbor’s house. Their back bedroom window curtains were open and she noticed one of the girls was naked. “Hmmm…” Karen thought to herself, “Emily doesn’t have much of a body, so skinny and pale, no meat on her. I bet I could take her with one hand tied behind my back.”

Just then, Sara entered the room and came up behind Emily and began giving her a back rub.

Emily turned around and Sara pulled her close and started caressing her shoulders. Emily closed her eyes and let a small moan escape her lips as she felt Sara’s nipples start to harden as they brushed against her back. Sara inched closer to her. She felt her warm breath on the back of her neck, it amazed her that she could have chills up and down her spine while at the same time her pussy was getting so warm. Sara started to lightly kiss the back of her neck, while her hands found their way around to her breasts. Emily arched her back, raised her arms wrapping them around Sara’s neck. Emily’s stomach started to quiver as Sara caressed her breast rolling her nipples between her fingers. Sara slowly ran her fingertips down between her breasts, softy across her stomach and stopping at the waistband of her panties. Emily raised her hips wanting her to go farther and she did. Sara’s fingers found their way down the front of her pussy. Sara whispered into her ear about her being so wet.

The scene was making Karen wet. But, she continued to film her two lesbian lover neighbors.

Sara knelt down on the floor in front of her. She placed a hand on each knee and started stroking her thighs, gently spreading her legs apart with each stroke. The musky scent of Emily’s freshly shaven pussy was drawing Sara’s face closer and closer as she kissing her way up her inner thighs.

The sensation that intertwined Emily’s body was more than she could stand. She wrapped her legs around Sara’s back and pulled her into her soft wet pussy. She said. “Taste me. Please”. Sara’s tongue parted her moist lips. Emily’s breathing became rapid as Sara’s tongue found its way to her clit. Emily raised her hips grinding her clit against her tongue. She began moaning loudly as Sara sucked on her clit. She felt her orgasm welling up inside her. She screamed out. “ I am going to cum!” Sara’s abruptly stopped. “ Not yet.” She said. “Not yet.” “ I want you to cum harder than you ever have.”

Sara slid two fingers deep inside her pussy and started curling them pressing her button while her tongue circled her clit. “ Oh god! Please don’t stop!” She screamed! Emily pinched and pulled on her nipples as Sara increased her pace. Emily was thrusting her hips hard against her fingers and face as her orgasm started to peak. Sara decided that it was time to push her over the edge. With her other hand she cupped her ass and gently slid her thumb into her ass. Emily thrust upward and screamed loud as her body began shaking. As she climaxed a sudden rush moist heat erupted from her pussy. Sara released her, as her orgasm subsided. Emily lay there still shaking and said. “ That was simply amazing.” Sara slid next to her and gently kissed her lips.

Perfect! Thought Karen. This will definitely come in handy. She already knew what plans she had in store for these two secret lesbian lovers. As Karen walked away, she giggled to herself, very pleased at her cunningness and plan.

3. Blackmail is Served

Sara came home from work and found a dinner invitation for her and Emily to attend a dinner party at Karen’s house that evening. Sara breathed a sigh of relief. She didn’t have to cook tonight and it was her night to cook. The move had exhausted them and their bank accounts, so they really couldn’t afford to go out to dinner. An invitation to a dinner party was exactly what they needed. And besides, their neighbor Karen seemed extremely friendly and nice.

When Emily arrived home shortly thereafter, Sara told her about the dinner party. Emily agreed that they should go. Sara called Karen and confirmed their attendance.

“Excellent.” Karen responded to Sara’s R.S.V.P.

An hour later Sara and Emily showed up at Karen’s house with a bottle of wine. “Come in please,” Karen greeted them at the door.

Emily and Sara entered her home. “What a lovely home you have, Karen,” Emily commented.

“Thank you,” replied Karen. Little did they know how she made her living. Karen was a professional Dominatrix. She had been for over 20 years now and she made quite a good living at it. Karen had concocted a plan to blackmail these two into helping her with her sub clients and turning them into subs themselves. Afterall, she wasn’t getting any younger. “Would you like a tour of my home?” Karen asked the girls.

“We’d love to!” They both replied.

Karen showed the girls her home. But, she saved the best for last. “Down here is my basement.” She had candles burning and dim lights on, but enough so the girls could see her set up. “It is also my Dominatrix Dungeon.” The girls became wide-eyed as they saw her set-up. They had walked in ahead of her and she was so statuesque and towing over them, they didn’t dream of trying to turn and run past her.

Along the wall was a rack containing items such as floggers, whips, crops, leather and wooden paddles, rattan and fiberglass canes, wrist and ankle shackles in leather and steel, spreader bars, weights, blindfolds and gags, CBT devices, nipple clamps of varying intensity, leather hoods, violet wand, chastity devices, hemostats, speculums, leather restraints, including arm binders and straitjackets.

In the middle of the dungeon was a king size bed. Other furniture included a bondage table, a vertical bondage rack, a vintage dental chair, a throne, two 10' horizontal stretching racks with overhead pulleys, a large cage, and a spanking bench.

On another wall was a mobile closet containing a wardrobe of wigs, shoes, lingerie, stockings, maid uniforms, outerwear and, of course, a large selection of costumes for role playing.

“Now, I would like you ladies to take a seat in these two chairs over here.” She points to two chairs for the frightened girls to sit in. “So, tonight for your viewing pleasure, I present to you my latest movie, “Secret lesbian Lovers Next Door.” Karen begins to play the video she had recorded the night before for the girls.

“Oh my God! That’s us!” Sara yelled out.

“I think I am going to be sick.” Emily chimed in.

“Oh come on now. I think your friends and family, especially Emily’s mother, would love to see this video. I was thinking of making it a public debut on the internet for all to see. What do you two think?”

“I… I… I can’t believe you video recorded us!” Sara managed to get out.

“Why not? You two are quite an item. I think everyone should know about you two and your love affair, don’t you?”

“Please. Please don’t tell anyone.” Emily begged. “Especially my mother.”

“Well, now that depends on you two. I’m a reasonable woman. I can make a business deal with you two, that is, of course if you’re interested.”

“What did you have in mind?” Sara asked.

“Well, now, I thought you would never ask! This is how this is all going to play out. Unless you agree to be my two on-call subs, meaning, no matter where you are or what you’re doing, when I need you here to help me with my clients, you drop everything you are doing and immediately come here. I don’t care if you’re in a business meeting at work where your job depends on it, you are to drop everything and come here immediately. Do you understand?”

“Do we have a choice?” Emily asked.

“There’s always a choice, my dear. You can go with my plan, or you can face humiliation by that video that will be released to everyone you know… and don’t know, for that matter.”

“Sara let out a sigh. “Okay. We have no choice, we have to do it Emily.”

Emily replied, “You’re right Sara. Karen, we’ll do anything you say, just please don’t release that video.”

“Wise choice ladies. And from now on, I am Mistress Karen to you. You will also carry these cell phones at all times. When I call you, anytime of the day or night, you are to be here within 15 minutes. Do you understand?”

Both girls answer, “Yes, Mistress Karen.”

“Good. This looks to be the start of a beautiful business relationship. I look forward to working with you girls. Now, here are your cell phones.” Karen hands them their cell phones. “I’m starved, let’s eat dinner!”

4. Their First Time

Emily and Sara got their first call the next day to meet at Karen's house. They arrived within the 15-minute time frame Mistress Karen had instructed them to do so in. Lucky for them, they weren't in any engaging situation, so they were pretty fast in arriving quickly.

"Glad to see that you girls are taking this arrangement seriously. Today I have a new sub coming in named John. Sara, I want you to dress in the white patent leather nurse's outfit with the white patent leather stiletto heels, your outfit is hanging over there. Emily, you are going to be my assistant slut, so your outfit is that little red leather miniskirt, with that red leather halter-top. And put those red shoes on as well. You have 15 minutes to get ready and put some make-up on. So, snap to it!”

"Yes, Mistress!" Both girls answered quickly. They finished getting ready within the time frame they were told to.

"Emily, go and greet my new client John at the door and bring him down here." Karen commanded.

"Yes, Mistress." Emily replied.

Emily greeted John at the front door. Excited, but still a little bit nervous, John let her take his hand and lead him through the house and down to the dungeon in the basement. He looked at his hand in hers, such small frail hands she had.. This couldn't possibly be his new mistress. She was so skinny and small. No, this must be an assistant or something

His eyes wandered up her arm to where her natural, soft locks were caressing her neck. She stopped in front of a closet door and turned to him. Her face was wide, her lips full and luscious, her nose delicate, her eyes a little empty. She had make-up on her face. She smiled, radiant and warm.

He smiled back, a little annoyed with himself about how flustered he was. This wasn't him. John had an angular face with a well-defined jaw-line, steely blue eyes, dirty blond hair, and an easy smile; he worked out regularly and wasn't shy about showing off his shoulders and arms. In other words, he was used to the attention of girls, and had taken advantage of that many times before. But this was different. This time, he was seeing a Dominatrix for the first time.

They walked through the basement door and down to the dungeon where Mistress Karen was waiting for him. Wow! She was very tall, and towered over him in her 6 inch heeled leather boots. She personified a Dominatrix in every way possible. She was dressed in all black leather and held a riding crop in her hand. Something about her presence, an air of confidence, that was a little intimidating, despite the warmth of her smile. His patented swagger probably wouldn't have impressed her. There had been no words, only her eyes and the gentle yet guiding touch of her hand.

Then she spoke. "Welcome John, I am Mistress Karen. Your safe word today is "vanilla". You do understand what a safe word is, don't you?

"Yes, I do."

"Good. Emily! Sara! Undress John now!" She commanded.

The two girls rushed over to John and stripped him from his clothes. They then put on a pair of leather shorts on him, a dog collar and a red ball gag in his mouth. Karen walked over to him and attached a leash to his collar.

"You are now my pet. Do you understand?"

"Mhhmmmm." John answered as best as he could with the ball gag in his mouth.

"Get on your knees", Karen commanded, her voice soft and smoky. John obliged, his cock hardening. On his knees now, his hands moved to lift the front of her skirt, revealing her panties. They were made of black lace, bulging to reveal the shape of her outer pussy lips. He moved his face closer until his nose touched, taking in her rich scent. He pushed in his nose. God how he wanted to taste her pussy! But, with the ball gag in his mouth, it was impossible. But, she smelled soooo good. His tongue wanting to steal a taste. He felt her entering his head through his nose, taking hold of his mind, blurring his every thought. This was so good.

Karen had taken his head in her hands, and now she pulled him away a little, then turned around. John was facing the perfectly rounded, full hills that were her behind. He lifted the back of her skirt, then pulled down her panties, which dropped to the floor. He used his thumbs to pry apart her cheeks, slowly baring her cherry. John moved in, eager as a dog.

"Emily. remove the ball gag!"

He then licked her sweet spot while her cheeks pressed against his, tasting her sweet musk, exploring the pucker of her sphincter in gently circling motions. When he felt her softening, he thrust out his tongue, pushing the tip into her anus. She opened, letting him in, and he heard her barely suppress a low moan. John wouldn't have been able to hide a cocky grin if he hadn't been face first up his Mistress' ass. She was enjoying it, he could tell. Perhaps this will lead to some anal action for him later, he thought happily, while he kept working her anus. Getting girls to do anal was always a bit of a chore, but this woman was clearly pretty freaky. Perhaps, if he kept this up, she'd let him do her from behind... then all of a sudden he felt a deep piercing pain in his own ass hole! Something was entering him! He tried to pull away but his Mistress held him in place while Sara had on a strap on dildo and was working it into his ass to fuck him! Oh God! The pain was intense!

As Sara was fucking him, Mistress Karen walked around and spanked him with her riding crop a few times! "Put the ball gag back in his mouth Emily!"

"Yes, Mistress!"

While Sara was fucking his ass, his Mistress addressed him, "You thought I was going to let you fuck me in my ass, didn't you?!"

"Mmmm..." John grunted with the ball gag in his mouth.

"I am the one who does he fucking, or my assistants do. Do you understand?"

"Mmmmm.." John was wide-eyed now. Even if he wanted to use his safe word at this point, it was useless. They wouldn't be able to hear him. But, fuck, his ass was in pain. He had to take it. What choice did he have?

Her miniskirt was hiked up to her hips by now, and he saw her glorious womanhood between her slightly spread legs. Her outer lips couldn't contain the inner pair; overflowing, a generous bounty. Within, he could see a sliver of pink. And above, where her lips met, rose her clitoris. Fully erect and impressively, intimidating large, John had never been faced with anything like it. With a clearly distinguishable head and a shaft, it looked strikingly like a cock. He moved in, and he felt her warmth and moisture against his ball-gagged mouth, heard heavy breathing from above. She opened her pussy to him.

"You think you can handle my pussy?" Mistress Karen asked John.

"Mmmm..." He grunted back.

Karen took out his ball gag and grabbed the back of John's head and shoved his face into her pussy all the while John was still getting fucked in the ass by Sara.

She moaned softly as he brought out his tongue, moving it up and down, going deep, slurping her juices. He went below and then back up, tenderly sucking her clit. He worked her steadily, she rode him gently. Her taste was strong and womanly, and it filled his mouth. Then, as he was going in for another deep slurp, he tasted something else.

Her hands had closed behind his ears, holding his face firmly against her crotch. He kept probing, and the new flavor got stronger. Then it dawned on him: he was tasting semen. This woman had been with another man just before him! As the realization sank in, a flurry of confusing emotions exploded behind Johns eyes. Disgust, shock, shame, embarrassment, humiliation... and excitement? Eagerness? His cock was pushing against his leather shorts harder than ever. Panicking, he tried to pull away.

She wouldn't let him, her grip firm against the back of his head. John couldn't see her face, but he knew she was smiling. This woman knew exactly what she was doing. And for the first time, John grasped the hard truth of the situation. This wasn't about him, this was about her. It seemed utterly ridiculous now that he ever thought he would get some anal later. Or vaginal, for that matter, or a blow-job. In fact, he knew that he wouldn't even get as far as opening his cock wet. If he got some enjoyment from servicing her, then so be it; if not, it wouldn't change a thing. This wasn't about him, or his cock, or his pleasure... it never had been. This was about this beautiful, magnificent, terrifying woman; a woman who knew what she wanted, a woman who deserved to get anything she wanted. With this realization, John gave up all resistance. He dove in, eagerly lapping, licking, sucking, slurping her juices and those of another man or men? There was no way of knowing. Their cum was slowly drizzling down her canal, onto his lips and into his mouth. He drank it all, his thirst insatiable. He felt her pulse hot and wet against his tongue. He circled, pushed and probed, flicked and tickled; he gave her everything he had, losing all sense of self in her strength. She rode him, and there was nothing gentle about it, she rode him hard.

He still felt the pain in his ass from Sara fucking him deep and hard. Emily had a wooden paddle and was spanking his ass. His senses were all being overloaded... taste, smell, touch, hearing the "thwaks" of the wooden paddle on his ass and seeing these three women go to work on him. Was it heaven or hell? He still hadn't come to that conclusion as of yet.

He then heard his Mistress gasp, then a moan, her voice dropping half an octave. She came all over his face. As she squirted, John opened his mouth wide, tried to drink it all in; perhaps because that's what he thought she expected... or perhaps because he wanted to savor every last drop of her.

She stood in front of him, her eyes closed, breathing. Gradually, her pulse slowed back to normal. She straightened her miniskirt. Still on his knees, his face dripping, John looked up at her. She looked put together, as if nothing had happened. Her face, her beautiful face... it smiled. "That was nice.” she said, rays of sunlight breaking through the smoke of her voice. John lowered his head, humbled yet proud. He had done well, he knew.

His cock was still hard, yearning for release against the leather shorts Emily had put on him. Then his Mistress spoke. "Your hour is up. Same time next week?"

“Most definitely!” John replied.

5. The Girls Debut

It had been a few days since the girls had heard from their Mistress. They thought that maybe she had had a change of heart. But, that was soon cut short when their cell phones that Mistress Karen had given them began to ring.

She wanted them at her house immediately. Emily and Sara didn't want to agitate their Mistress, so they scurried as fast as they could over to her house, which was next door. They obeyed her every whim because the alternative was everyone seeing their lesbian sex tape, including their family and friends. They did not want that to happen, by any means.

Since they were next door, they arrived within minutes at Mistress Karen's house. There was a note on the door that read: "Come inside Emily and Sara. Put these outfits on and before you come down to the dungeon, put on these blindfolds. -Mistress Karen".

There wasn't much to their outfits, very short mini skirts and very short half tops. All made out of leather. There were 8 inch stilletto heels waiting for them as well. They came into the house and put on their outfits. They walked over to the basement door where the dungeon was. Before they opened the door to go downstairs, they put on the blindfolds, according to their Mistress’ instructions.

They proceeded down the stairs, holding on the railing. It was quiet in the dungeon.

"Mistress?" Emily called out first.

Karen was sitting on her chair that resembled a throne. "Over here," she called out to them. They followed her voice and stood before her. “Turn around and face away from me.”

Karen held up the paddle and swung it down on both their asses. It made a loud crack of noise when it hit Emily's behind. She cried out and fell on her face, reaching back to grab her behind.

"You must accept punishment without movement and then thank your Mistress," Karen said. "Assume the position once again."

Emily hesitated, then nervously got back up, bracing herself.

"Are you ready?" Karen asked.

"Yes, Mistress." Emily replied.

Karen swung the paddle again, even harder. It cracked into Emily's bottom with a thick, meaty sound. She cried out but held her place.

"Th... th... thank you, Mistress Karen," she gasped.

"That's better," the woman said, "Your turn Sara. She swung the paddle and hit Sara's ass this time with a loud crack.

"Thank you, Mistress Karen," Sara said obediently.

"You both are very welcome. Now, face me and take your blindfolds off."

The girls took their blindfolds off. The girls were wincing still from the paddling. Their asses stung. They were uneasy about the paddle, thinking their Mistress could easily paddle them again.

"Strip down naked both of you!" Both girls obeyed. "Good, now turn around and face away from me." The girls turned around and to their shock, there were a group of six men sitting in chairs watching the girls!

"Turn around and crawl towards me!” Emily and Sara crawled to her, terribly aware of their nudity, of how the men watching could look right into their pussies in the relative darkness of the dungeon.

The girls halted before her, then sat on their heels as she stood up. towering over them. Emily and Sara were kneeling with their bottom to the woman in charge, waiting for the blow. They screamed when it smacked against their flesh again, and they barely held their position.

"Thank you, Mistress," they both gasped.

"Now a test of your fortitude," their Mistress said. She pointed over to the wall, where there were two chairs. Sticking up out of the center of each chair was a tall, thick metal cylinder, like a toy rocket ship. Each of the cylinders glistened wetly in the flickering candle light. "Take a seat whores!" Karen ordered.

The girls stared at the chairs in shock, neither one wanting to move first. Emily could feel the shock rippling through her body at the thought of sitting on one of the chairs with all those men watching, of impaling herself on the thick bar, letting it push up into her body with so many eyes on her. She was simultaneously appalled and aroused. Sara felt the same way.

"Neither one of you are virgins, so do as you are told," Karen ordered.

Emily began crawling forward, followed by Sara. They crawled up to the chairs and then rose and squatted over them. They both groaned as they fit their pussy against the metal tube sticking up from the seat.

It was quite thick, and easily ten inches long, with a rounded nose. It had been well lubricated and was warm to the touch. The girls tried to ignore the fact that six men were watching them as they eased down and felt it push against their moistening pussies.

They winced a little as it pushed against their pussy and forced their pussy lips apart. Everyone was watching, and they were incredibly embarrassed, yet at the same time they were electrified by the sensuality and lewdness of it. How kinky and exciting it was to do such wicked things while so many watched.

Still, despite the audience, they slowly sank down onto it, dropping an inch, then rising, then lowering themselves, inch by inch taking more of the metal dildo thing up inside them. Their pussies strained to envelope the thick metal tube, and they grunted with the effort as it moved deeper inside them.

Lower and lower they sank, until finally they felt their pussy lips touch the wooden chair. They sat down then, their buttocks flattening on the wood as they let their entire weight come down on them. Then they were sitting still, sitting normally on the chair, just as though they didn't have a thick ten inch dildo up their pussy.

Suddenly, the girls felt something between their legs. They looked down in shock, seeing nothing. But something... the metal tube inside them was doing something, moving. The metal wasn't moving, it was vibrating, buzzing... And then they realized that a low voltage electrical current was being passed through the metal tube!

Emily suddenly jerked violently, pulling at Sara's leg, arching her back and throwing her head back. Her mouth opened wide and she gurgled, almost silent as her lower body trembled in the throes of an orgasm. The sight was so intensely erotic that it set Sara off. She gasped and then moaned. Sara screamed then, the sound one of exultation and ecstasy, then collapsed forward.

"And now we begin," Karen said. She ordered Sara and Emily off their giant metal dildos. Still light headed, they obeyed her. "Walk towards me now."

The girls began to walk towards Karen. Their legs still wobbly.

Then, Karen asked the girls, "Who am I?"

The girls weren't sure how to answer, but tried anyway. "Our Mistress?" replied Sara.

"I am your Goddess. I am the world, the universe to you. There is nothing in your life but me. I am the center of all that is." Karen answered the question herself. "You two are my whores. You're my sluts and now you will be treated like the sluts you are!"

The six men then stood up and three went to Emily and the remaining three went over to Sara. The three men that went over to Emily. picked her up and she was carried over to the bed and was laid on her back. The men went to work on her. One man was licking her pussy, one mane was fucking her mouth and the other man licking and sucking her nipples. Emily's pussy was still gaping from the metal dildo, but it was very wet. Emily began moaning in pleasure. This actually felt really good to her, even though she was a lesbian, she still like the feeling of having her pussy licked and nipples played with. Even though she was made to suck cock, it still wasn't so bad to her.

Sara, however, was taken over to the straps hanging from the ceiling and was strapped by her wrists and her feet were barely touching the floor. One of the men grabbed the wooden paddle and began to spank Sara. At first it stung, then Sara became used to it and began to enjoy the pain, all the while another man came in front of her and began fingering her pussy while she was being spanked.

Emily folded her lips around the head of the cock in her mouth and let her lips down on it, bobbing her head up and down as she sucked, as they watched. She was putting on a show, oddly glorying in her own degradation, in her own demeaning actions.

"Emily, for a lesbian, you sure are cock hungry. What do you think of your girlfriend now Sara? Look at her suck that cock." Karen commented. Emily kept sucking the cock as though it was her last meal.

The constant strains of the evening, by the flashing sensations of both pleasure and pain had continually overloaded the girls system.

Sara was then taken down off the straps and the three men walked away from Emily. Both girls were then instructed by their Mistress, "I want both of you to go over to the bed and pleasure each other. I want to see you two put on a show for all of us. Now go to it!"

The girls quickly got over their embarrassment and immediately followed Karen's orders. They were so excited over each other. Their eyes were afire, and there were sneers on their faces.

Just then there was a crack of meaty noise and Emily cried out in pain again as Karen brought the wooden paddle down against her buttocks once more. Then there was another crack of noise as one of the men slashed a riding crop across Emily's back. She cried out in pain, but the pain could not touch that part of of her awash in sensual heat and hunger.

Beaten. Yes, beaten! Sluttish and beautiful! A prisoner. They were helpless prisoners being abused. The sensations, the images, the thoughts which ripped through their minds and bodies... they felt more alive than they had ever been, more excited and aroused, and at the same time the image of their abuse, of their martyrdom, if you like, was making them both aroused and free of the guilt and shame they would have otherwise felt.

"You call that fucking?" Karen jeered. "Kiss her! Kiss her!" Her paddle cut across Emily's buttocks and she screamed as she kissed Sara.

"Let's hear you two moan!" Karen yelled. Paddling Emily's ass once again.

Emily cried out in pain, thrown forward hard, her breasts flattening and squashing against Sara's chest. Her mind was boiling with lust that was white hot in its intensity.

The whole scene was so charged with sexual electricity and eroticism for them. They couldn't control themselves. They closed their eyes, shuddering as the two of were whipped together, their asses beginning to welt from the beatings.

They both felt the cum floating up around them and moving in, towering above and falling, enveloping them in its soft grip. Then they exploded, tearing open the universe and throwing them into the gaping maw of a bright, black sucking tornado of violent sexual energy.

Then they came. The came like they had never cum before. Then their bodies went limp from exhaustion. Then there was silence followed by clapping from the six men who had been watching the girls pleasure themselves through the pain.

6. “Lights, Camera, Action!”

Emily and Sara were only a couple weeks into their business arrangement with Karen, when they received a call that lead to something they will never forget.

The girls were beginning to enjoy the arrangement with Karen. Sometimes, the scenarios were fun and sometimes, they hated it. But, they didn't have a choice. When Karen beckoned them, they came... literally.

Guys seemed to love fucking Karen while the girls watched. It was fun to watch their cocks get hard when they stared at her and they got to watch a live sex show. No downside. Tonight they were trying something new.

They arrived within Karen's timeframe int he usual manner. They noticed that Karen had gotten new furniture.

The centerpiece of the room was a low couch. they couldn't resist running their hands over it, and weren't surprised that it was upholstered in leather. Seems like it'll be hard to clean, Emily thought. There were several low tables, one that held a small tray with an assortment of lubes and toys on it. Sara recognized one of the dildos Karen had bought them, and smiled. It was her favorite. A seven inch G-spot vibrator with a curved head. Thick curtains draped down the walls, giving the room a feeling of being a ship's cabin, or maybe the inside of a four-poster bed: lush and thick and easy to get lost in. There was a small alcove in one wall, large enough for a man to stand in, and sitting in it right now was a tripod and video camera. The camera was switched off, or at least not directly recording; the red light was off. Sara looked away from it as Karen stepped into the room, her heels making no sound in the thick carpet.

"Take off your shoes and put these slave girl outfits on." Karen commanded and pointed towards some outfits for the girls to put on. There wasn't much to them. Simple tight boy shorts made out of leather. Red for Sara and black for Emily. The girls put them on.

They shivered when they saw Karen: it was almost time. The carpet felt very strange on Emily's bare feet, like grass. For a split second, she lost her balance, and Sara must have seen a look of panic cross her face. "Are you okay?" Sara asked her, coming forward to take Emily's elbow in concern.

"Fine," she said. "Just getting my sea legs."

"They're here," Karen said, watching the girls' faces. Karen had loved the fact that shou could blackmail these two girls into anything. She was actually starting to enjoy working with the two. At first it was because she was a bit jealous of their youth, then it was because she wanted some help with her Dominatrix business... now, it was more of a partnership with them. But, she would never let them know that she was starting to care for them as sisters. No, she had to remain cold and hard to them, she can't show any weakness. No. Definitely not show them any weaknesses.

The girls had plenty of opportunities to say no at any time., but there was only one problem with that: they didn't want to be free. They were actually starting to enjoy the escapades and sessions with Karen. It opened up a sexual realm in their lives that they never knew existed. But, they never knew what to expect though. Every session... sexual experience was different. There were never two alike. These kept it fun for the girls though. Variety is the spice of life. They found this core within themselves, this secret core that just wanted to please their Mistress Karen, and it unlocked something in them that had been imprisoned. They felt more like themselves doing whatever she told them to do.

Karen nodded and smiled. And she went to the door and gestured towards the dungeon in her basement.

Three men came in, talking to each other and smiling at Karen. They were handsome, of different types: one was long-haired and very tall, while another seemed to be very athletically fit with broad shoulders. The third was a slight blond with an easy smile, and he came over toSara right away. His eyes lit with lust as he looked her up and down, and he turned to his friends and said, "How does Karen always know exactly what we want?"

They laughed and Karen ducked her head in acknowledgement of the compliment. He traced his finger across Sara's shoulder and down her arm, smiling slightly at the shiver that traveled up her spine and made her nipples harden.

"No hogging the girl," said the tall man. "We all want some."

"So do they," said Karen. "Kiss them." She smiled. "I'll be in the other room if you need me."

"I'm Sam," said the blond man, and he moved behind Sara, cupping her breasts in his hands. His breath on her neck was hot as he nodded his head towards his companions. "That's Nick, and that's Rich. And you are...?"

"I'm Sara," she said, and lifted onto her toes with a slight gasp as he pinched her nipples. Rich came to stand in front of her, his smile broad, and caressed her stomach, sliding his hand between her thighs.

"She's so wet already," he announced, holding his hand up. "It's dripping out of her."

"Excellent," Nick said. "I'll take camera duty first. But you guys have to put on a good show." His tall frame barely fit into the camera alcove, but he removed his jacket, then his shirt, and took up position behind the camera, flicking a button so the red light came on. "Ready when you are," he said.

Before they began, Karen instructed Emily, "Emily, I want you in the background masturbating while these men have their way with Sara."

"Yes Mistress." Emily complied.

Rich leaned forward and kissed Sara's hard, his tongue sliding between her lips as Sam held her still from behind. To be so completely naked in front of these men was an experience she'd never expected to have, and couldn't believe she was enjoying so much. It was so much fun, in fact, that it felt like there must be something wrong. Surely feeling this excited, this wet and ready to fuck, was too good to be true? She was distracted by Rich's hand sliding between her legs again, massaging her clit.

Suddenly, he stepped away and she stumbled forward; she'd been leaning more weight on him than she thought. Sam, behind her, forced her to her knees, and before she realized that he'd undone his pants, Rich was in front of her, his thick cock in her face and then in her mouth. He was urgent, almost desperate, and she could barely move her lips around it as he jammed it into her. She had just enough room to breathe, and his hips picked up speed as he jerked his cock into her face. Sam knelt behind her, murmuring in her ear. His hand slid down to her clit and strummed it until it felt like it was twice its normal size, and she could feel his cock pressing against her back.

"Now let's really have some fun," Rich said, and pulled back, leaving a trail of drool hanging from her mouth. She raised her hand to wipe it away without even thinking and Sam gently slapped it down. Rich slipped the rest of his clothes off and lay back on the couch. He gestured, and Sam pulled her upright and propelled her forward. Rich held out his hands and she crawled up over him, her legs on either side of his hips, until her pussy was directly over his cock. She could feel the heat between them even before he grabbed her hips and pulled her down in one motion, slamming into her.

He moaned and thrust up against her hips. Sam held her still by the hair, as Rich thrust his hips against hers. She had never felt so helpless, like a toy being used rather than a woman having sex. And she loved it! She felt a blush rise up in her cheeks and tried to turn her head, remembering the camera, and Sam shook her.

"No," he said. "You don't get to look away. Watch."

Rich fucked into her, pulling her forward, and Sam's grip on her hair released. She shot a glance at Nick behind his camera, and was somewhat gratified to see that he had his cock out and was stroking it gently while watching them. She licked her lips as she looked at him, imagining having his cock in her at the same time as Rich's, and at that moment, she heard the distinctive snap of a lube container.

Then, a warm pressure on her asshole.

She jumped in surprise, and Sam said, "Shh, little one." Rich said nothing, only held her against him, his cock pulsing inside her and his arms like iron. Were they going to...? No, they couldn't be. Karen hadn't said anything about this. But there was that rounded pressure, and then more, and she recognized the feeling of a cock pushing into her asshole. She gasped and tried to get away, but Rich held her still. Sam slid slowly inside her, filling her ass. His hips came to rest against the rounded cheeks of her ass, and she wondered for one ridiculous moment if the two men had their legs tangled up.

"I want to fuck her onto you," Sam said, and Rich nodded, releasing his grip slightly. Sam started to move, the lubricant he'd used making the feeling smooth and pleasurable rather than painful. She'd never felt anything like this before; never imagined actually having two cocks inside her at once. Sam's hips moved faster, crushing her pelvis and clit against Rich's hip bones. It felt just painful enough to be wonderful.

Soon, Rich started thrusting up into her as well, and they established a rhythm, fucking her back and forth between them. She snuck a peek over at Nick and he wasn't there, although the camera still stood in its alcove. In surprise, she turned her head back to Rich, who laughed as Nick's cock slid into her mouth. "Weren't expecting that, I bet," he said. "You just looked too tasty to resist. Thrusting into her mouth as the other two thrust into her from below. "I would love to get inside your ass."

She had never felt so full of cock, and she could feel an orgasm building as her clit throbbed. Sam's hands slid around to pinch her nipples between his fingers as Rich slid his hand down to slide one finger onto her clit. Nick tangled his fingers into her hair and pulled her head down on his cock so hard she almost choked, as he started to fuck her face harder. She could barely breathe, more from excitement than from the lack of air, and with a flick of Rich's fingers against her clit, she felt her pussy spasm as she started to cum.

"Oh shit," she heard Sam say, as he wrapped one arm around her waist to hold her still as she shook against them all.

"My turn," Nick said.

Emily was off to the side furiously rubbing her clit, bringing herself to her fourth orgasm. It was turning her on to see her lesbian lover get fucked by three cocks. She never thought it would, but it did. Karen was watching intently at what would happen next. She had orchestrated this for her male clients and was very pleased with herself. Nothing like watching a lesbian get fucked by three cocks. It was all she could do from cumming all over herself.

The cock in Sara's mouth was suddenly gone, and she slumped forward, hands on Rich's chest, weak-kneed from the orgasm. She felt Sam withdraw slowly behind her, then Rich pushed her back and off him. "I want this recorded," he said. Nick grinned.

"Put her on top," he said, and sat in a large armchair that they'd pulled around so it directly faced the video camera. She could feel her toes tingling and her face getting hot, but whether it was from embarrassment or excitement, she had no idea. Nick's cock was huge and hard and he patted his lap like she was a little girl. "Come here," he said.

She stood up shakily and walked to face him, but he turned her around to face the camera and pulled her legs apart so they were on either side of his. Rich went around behind the camera and adjusted the height, then looked through the viewfinder, his hand absently stroking his cock as he watched them through the screen. "I want to zoom in when you fuck her," he said to Nick.

In response, Nick slid one hand over her throat, holding her still, and brought the other one to her pussy. "So hot," he murmured in her ear. "Sit back, like a good girl."

She started to lower her hips down and he stopped her with gentle pressure, his fingers dipping into her pussy. "Not there," he said. "I told you I wanted your ass."

She groaned as his hand on her throat tightened. She shifted her hips slightly and spread her ass cheeks a bit wider. She could see from Rich's face that he was watching where Nick's cock was ready to plunge into her asshole. She shut her eyes as she felt the tip of his cock against her ass and then lowered her weight so she sank back onto his cock with a groan. He started to pull her up and down, thrusting his cock slowly in and out of her as his fingers played with her clit.

"Fuck, man," Rich said, his hand moving faster on his cock.

Nick moved faster, his cock filling her all the way, and she could feel herself getting ready to cum again. "Go on," he said. "I want you to cum with her cock in your ass."

The next few touches of his fingers dropped her over the edge and she came again, shaking as he fucked into her, fingers burying themselves in her pussy.

"Jesus," Sam said. He'd been standing next to them watching her cum, and now stepped forward, lifted her off Nick's lap and dropped her easily onto the floor. With a strong foot, he kicked her legs open and got down between them, hauling her hips up. She barely saw Rich tilting the camera down towards them before Sam's cock slammed into her pussy and he started pounding her fast and hard. She gasped with every thrust and she could tell he was going to fuck her until he came inside her.

Nick took the condom off his cock and dropped it to the side, then knelt in front of her and pulled her head back by the hair to look into her face. "You look so hot right now, little girl," he said, and shoved his cock into her mouth. He also started fucking her face hard and fast. It only took a few seconds before Sam started to groan, and she felt his fingers dig deeply into her hips as he shuddered and came fast and hard. He pulled out and moved backwards, and she felt what must be Rich's cock pressing into her pussy and taking over where Sam left off.

Nick was still fucking her face with long strokes as her clit ached with every movement. "Change position, mate," Rich said, and Nick withdrew as Rich rolled her over to her back.

The carpet was soft underneath her as he pushed her legs apart and back and shoved his cock into her burning pussy. She arched up to meet him as he began to fuck her hard again, tilting her head back. As She did, Nick said, "Don't mind if I do," and slid his cock into her mouth again. At that angle, he got so deep he was almost fucking her throat, and her pussy squeezed tight as both men began fucking her harder and harder.

Finally Rich shouted and she could feel his muscles tense and release as he came, and Nick a few seconds later, filling her mouth with cum. He held his cock against her until she swallowed, and then both of them pulled away and left her on the floor. She closed her eyes for a minute, panting, and feeling the lovely soreness in all of her holes.

When she opened her eyes, the video camera light was off and Karen was standing next to it, grinning. The guys were smiling at each other, and Rich reached for one of the beers that had magically appeared on the table next to the couch.

"That was awesome!" she said, when she could talk, and everybody laughed.

"Glad you think so," Karen said, and she knelt down next to her to stroke her hair. "Because these guys paid for two hours, and you've only just finished one."

She giggled and stole a look at the three of them. Nick appraised her over the edge of his beer, and she could see his cock was starting to get hard again. This was going to be a hell of a night.