Jim's story

After the first visit to John, when Sodome determinedly split her leg open to his men stare, Raven knew her destiny. He used her as a bait to convince Jim to join his house as a team leader. He had like his attitude and the very fact that he had belonged to her will help completely remove Sodome resistance. Raven needed another group leader for his house. He had finished building new rooms to house the new slaves that kept coming to him. He called Jim to arrange a meeting. Jim did not trust Raven but Raven promise to deliver a fawning Sodome got him hooked. Remembering his sperm flowing all other Sodome face in Raven presence, Jim accepted the lunch invitation.

Sitra, almost bare except for flimsy underwear delineating her sex and breast, greeted Jim at the door. Taking my hand, she kissed it with a deep curtsy that gilded the feminine curves of her bosom. Taking the clue of my gaze, she put my hand on her breast to welcome my caress. Her flesh, soft, warm and elastic, responded to my touch. Her tits hardened in my palm. Some self inhibition blocked my impulse to taste her crack. I figured such an activity would be more pleasurable in another setting. Seeing myself appeased, she invited me to follow her wigging posterior through the house. Sweating, from the effort to overcome my inhibition, I sent my palm toward the enticing roundness. She graciously stopped to let me fully explore all her nooks. Her genuine and wetness instantly harden my cock to a rocky state in my pants. She would let me fuck her right there, except that it could be uncivil from Raven point of view. I refrained from acting like the pussy hungry poor guy I was. With regret I relinquished her tempting areas. She ushered me to a table set for two and invite me to sit on a chair before offering a drink. I accepted an orange juice from her hands. Standing at my side, legs parted enough to let the protuberance of her sex emerge from the junction of her thigh, surrounded by lacy garters, she presented a picture of ideal easy female. The small triangle of pubic hair above the wide line separating her labia captured my attention. My eyes glued to her slit I felt rude. I looked at her face. My eyes found her licking her lips with the tip of her tongue in an inviting smile. I took a gulp of the drink. The temptation to fuck her right now gained intensity but my cock buried into her pussy may look uncivil if Raven barged in. Hopefully a better occasion will come later. The confinement of my dick hurt. Noticing my difficulty she kneeled at my feet to adjust it inside my boxer, a thrilling operation! This place looked like paradise. To soothe my uncertainty Sitra added that I could taste her now or after business. I decided to finish business first. Raven walked in a little bit after to prove the wisdom of my choice. Greeting him with my cock deep inside Sitra pussy may have been embarrassing. Sitra served an excellent lunch. He explained the tasks he requested from a group leader, citing Sitra example, to demonstrate the quality of the training his maids received. He captured my interest with the stories of Sodome submissions stunt during her visits at his house. Her intense willingness to bottom, symptom of her entrance into submissive space, lead her to show more than she was requested to. In her actual mind set giving control motored her and the intensity of her body reaction drove her. Raven team guides her along this path. He planned to restrain step by step her freedom on her own body finally forcing her into long lasting signs of her new condition. The powerful turn on heaped on her by quite innocent undressing will soon absorb any thrill from a dominating position driving her into an attention crave which will persuaded her that her mahout controlled the path toward satisfaction. At that point, ripe for anything they would enjoy doing to her, her person will enlighten the house for everybody benefit. Learning the process used by Raven to establish the slave master relationship provided a secondary benefit. In his view four month training will perfectly coach me to assume my new responsibilities. Sodome should know nothing about our deal. In her new position at Raven I will be a guest and a previous slave of her. His demand, that I should be available for his sexual fancy as well, appeared as a negative of the deal. The unlimited access to pussy, especially Sodome's, made me drool. Being so involved in one single place scares me. My job and living quarters in Raven hands will turn me into his dependent. Anyway I could never get by myself such plentiful access to pussy. After I tasted that, he will be my Master, my first real one. If I was to disagree with him I will be very lonely and depressed but my savings will provide for an extended period of idleness while recovering. Having my Master fucking me sounded much better than Sodome offering me to Rofad or forcing me to suck men's asses while she was giving herself to them, although it scared me. Here, the worst humiliation will fall on females and thrusting into the juicy exposed cunt will be my job. Risking the pain of abandonment from him look worth it. I could even buy an apartment for my security. I wonder how to put this new experience on my resume. Group leader would do but I will have to figure out how not to mention that servile females composed the group. Well I will see to that later. No professional argument would make me pass my chance to gorge on pussy, especially Sodome's. Giving a spirited yes to Raven proposal, I walked around the table to kiss his feet. He impelled me to drop my pants. Blushing I obeyed his demand and spread my ass cheeks for Sitra to spread some lube on the hole. The taste of his manhood brings a peculiar sensation, distinct from any men I had let there before.

Forging deep inside me he unraveled tingling sensation to my belly and induce my dick in a rock hard state. Bringing me to the edge of a new interest rendered me aware of the nature of Sodome need. To seal the deal I was to be available for him every day the following week between five and six. Sheepishly I pulled my pants back up on the way to my seat, convinced that after witnessing this treatment Sitra will not let me inside her. I brushed the though apart. I kissed Raven hand with fervor to salute him.

Sitra, as obsequious as if Raven never fucked me, toured me through the house that day. The library supplies the perfect environment for putting my dick into her. Her smooth tight hole proved an idyllic place to shoot my load after the promise of the day and the complete attention of her lips. Everyday of that week I gave Raven his dues and emptied myself into Sitra perfect cunt leaving little energy for sex at Sodome place.

Jim witness Sodome in both places

I left my job to spend my day at Raven while returning to Sodome at night. Witnessing her diminishing disinterest for domination and her amazing arousal in submissive moment came as a strong shock. The contrast of her attitude at home and Raven thrilled me for the all period. Watching, on supplicant day, through a large false mirror in the dining room, the sexual energy she exuded came as a revelation. The nude dinner offered at her home in company of her old crowd, augmented by some new individual chosen by John, spiced the time until she will be at my disposal. After her definitive submission fucking her, blind folded, I encountered the extreme potentiality of her cunt freely giving itself. Finally ready to take my place, Raven discovered my presence to Sodome on the day of her punishment.

The next Wednesday at John's group meeting, John introduced Jim to the full group, as a new group leader in training. Sodome and Fella, a pleasure slave, will be available for him while still reporting to John until Jim came up to speed, probably in two month. Ella walked to Jim finishing on all four kissing his feet. Jim petted her head. She straightened herself, still on her knee, to unbuckle her skirt. She pulled it up above her head. Her Venus mound, driven by her rotating hips moving with invite, beckoned Jim attention. Holding on his hand, she stood, kiss it and put it under the thin strap of her panties. He pushed the fabric apart to comfortably play with her labia. She dropped them to her knee offering the complete juncture of her legs to his eyes. Her little, dark and curly patch of hair shaped into another triangle, above the one bulging at the top of her legs, finished where her cleft started. A little bit inside her cleft, her clit large rose button appeared, in the middle of the labia ajar, as big as an orange seed. Jim dick, fully erected, pushed out of his fly. Two of his fingers, traveling deep into her, bend her knees and shape her lips in a blowing circle. Sodome, mortified by the sight of Fella submission dance, forgot the lash subsequent to her gaze on this part of Fella anatomy. Fella looked so cheap and pathetic abasing herself for Jim, amazed of the circumstances that will soon constraint her own bump to gyrate for him. This was silly. How could her hormone so stupidly drive her into such a piteous style? Fella was done, her turn. Nauseated by the act her situation bound her to perform, Sodome could not move. She was limp. Even the memory of her submission to him the previous week under the fear of his retaliations could not unlock her muscle. The emotions stirring her interiors blocked any control. John call on her to bring her sorry ass in front of him as quick as possible meant two extra whack for delaying. His tone got at her. The evocation of the fire of his whip erase Jim image as her submissive. Raven slap in her face also surfaced back to remind her of her actual complete powerlessness. Here she obeyed and like it or not, heretofore, Jim mastered her. How did she forget that! Resistance worsens matters and amuses them. Raven designated Jim for his substitute. She had known the previous night without connecting all the consequences. She better think of his hardening organ when his gaze will browse the legs spread for him. Again humiliation turned on the spigot of her cavern. She despised herself at the moisture going out of her. He will see it. It will make him happy. John call on her again adding a compelling sign to immediately present her bottom for punishment. Well drilled, she reacted to the sign, otherwise she was excluded for one week, going on her knee her head on the floor presenting her ass cheek for Jim to use as he sees fit. Jim took down her trims and stocking. His hand, sliding along her intimate lines among her thigh, figured out the propriety of her mood. Raven word, which in Sodome state the worst treatment got them even hotter, proved so practical. He tickled her clit amazed that she eagerly seeks his finger, free access to Sodome intimacy, at last! First of all the whip will make sure she will comply faster next time. The blood, beating powerfully, projected his fully extended organ in front of the set of subdued females, rewarding his male identity. The actual abundance of wet, willing pussies turned a pulsing penis into an asset. He strolled around parading his intensely alive rod for their admiring faces. In no hurry to get any further he tasted the fulfillment of a well attended hardness. Sodome creamy and curvaceous ass cheeks, on the block, waiting for his act, enhanced the marvelous glow of his cock. Raven wisdom had convinced her of the goodness of doing his bidding. He secures in his hand a long riding crop. He stands at her back and raise the instrument in the air. He releases his hand with energy, targeting the center of her butt, which still harbor some mark from the previous whipping. The dark sound of the whack on her skin contrast the high pitch of her scream. She counted. Her screaming and counting reaction touch his turgescence until the end of the abuse. Now his throbbing cock, sitting in the charming embrace of her warm mouth, absorbed the magnificence from a well administrated lapping of his penis while his eyes detail a succession of curvaceous body taking her chastisement. He luxuriated in reserving his sperm for a planned evening encounter with her moistest attributes.

At nine thirty Sodome’s collar buzz her out of bed to reach the phone. Jim voice summoned her to his room. Her dreams of a tongue expertly exalting her bud quickly put aside, she donned her trims and garter belt for the trek. Jim waited for her alone. On her knee, begging his pardon, Sodome apologized for her lack of spontaneity in her presentation at the meeting. Pointing to the absolving narrow groves crossing her bottom. He thanks her for the punishment acceptance, added his expectation for a better attitude in the future and absolved her for any past offense. Would she now concentrate on playing his game and stand? Turning around her, he removes trims and stocking to denude her completely. She reacts to his finger’s contact with a voluptuous wave of her skin. The last piece of garment removed, he sat on his chair while his eyes move along her fascinating beauty. Her belly dance values her most feminine aspect. Still, his uncertainty about the stability of her submissive state stopped his organ to reach the firmly erect state of the afternoon. Ordering her around, endlessly, test her total abandon to his whim. His casual voice, demanding higher arms, new angles, separated labia's, a wiggling butt, a pinched tit or a smile, produce an immediate compliance and a mood of being his thing. His words go directly to her muscles. He is her brain she is his whish, here only to turn the flow from his mouth into a physical reality. He binds her to his word until her abandon settled in his mind. He relishes the itch from his flimsy cock, pulsing intensely before signaling her the instant for intimate contact. His crooked finger pointing to his organ, directed her to his left side. Her back bent in front of him brought her lips within reach of his pole. The full globes of her bosom, topped by large brown tits, bobble under the gravity. He palms delicately her erected nipple. Her striated butts hang close to his face. His other hands brushes her clitoris. She humped greedily his limb. Amazed by her arousal in such a situation her pushes his dick against her mouth in search of its best thrills. She craved domination. The glistening aspect around her deep hole, breaking the smoothness of her creamy ass cheek behind her parted leg, jerk his cock inside her mouth, which unflappable attention conveyed the quivering serenity of his manhood one step higher. From times to times a peak in his plateau, from an inspired lap of her tongue, reverberate in a strong pinch on her right nipple, which makes her contract and moan. The peaceful energy of his cock takes over her belly for a sparkle of ecstasy. The jealousy, tainted of humiliated anger, common in her head’s giving past has turn into intense pleasure. His skin tastes like a familiar food. Her widely open jaw smoothly offers to his dome the top of her palate at the end of her throat. By the magic of her new mind set, the rubbing on her deep throat, titillates instead of gagging. Sucking him, an opportunity instead of mortification, numerous other situations are more embarrassing, has become a pure giving which feed back into her. Searching for his pleasure, the proper place in her mouth, she enhances his glow as much as possible. His trekking fingers easily occupy her dilated hole. Her obedient mouth parallels the cadence of his fingers, molding her feeding cavity, around his cock. His fingers, butting against the back wall of her burrow, attracts the deep of her throat to his dome as long as they tickle her depth. She moves back up to surround his dome with her lips when the fingers reach her entrance. He tickled the back wall of her vagina. The tip of his cock rubbed against her throat. His finger slides leisurely out flexing and straitening along the way. His phallus crosses at the same speed the frontier of her sucking lips, for a delicious traversal of her active lips while her tongue shifts along his rod. He circled her entrance with a light pressure of his finger. The tip of her tongue grazed around the wide dome of her master. His increased pressure against the overheated gate strengthened her tongue’s contact, spread over the sensitive front of his cock. His moves concentrate on one half of her. Her tongue cradles the back of his shaft. His perfect control of the stimulation appeases any doubt left. His cock, source of immense satisfaction, reaches another step in the path toward satisfaction. His relaxed body bathes in her attention. Her swollen organs clamor her wants for his permission to explode. The passion of her suck lay as her only credit! What an amazing business! His dick, tasting the offerings from her mouth, became jealous of the silky quality of his finger surrounding. His pelvis pushing his cock slowly in and out of her head suffuse the pleasure everywhere in his body up to the muscles under his foot, now shaking to the squeeze of her reception. His moan resonates in her belly. Sucking him massages her clit as in self sucking. His finger leaves a trail of titillation on her silky membrane. Her passion calls for more, faster. His cock agitates in her mouth exposing his need to initiate the movement. Letting it slip out she asks:

"Sir, would you enjoy fucking my mouth?"

"A very nice idea, beauty."

Kneeling, arms on her head and mouth open, she groans from the fullness of his phallus, slowly moving in and out, from her lips to her deep throat.

"Honey, your throat vibrates splendidly. Thank you."

Holding her head in his hands he pounds faster and stronger against the combination of passive warmth and active licking. Her energy adjusts to his speed. He founds his rhythm in and out of her. On his way out slight touch from her tongue sent shivers up to his tight. At the end, the pulse of her throat provides a sweet embrace for his dick’s head, until the smell of her depth on his finger recalls other capabilities.

The time for a direct contact with her feminity had come. He marks on her back the code requesting access to her intimacy. Standing graciously, she turns around and bend, hands on her knee. Leaning on the arm chair for balance she donates her extremely eager insides to his lust. One easy push brings his cock to the back wall. His hands hold her shoulders. His fulfilling manhood burns like a whip deep inside her, an effect his cock never had in the past. Overcome by her own sensations, she screeched. He bites her neck. She screams. He reminds her of her pledge to serve. She must give full attention to her vagina now that her Master fills it. The image of his cock buried in her lower belly top her mind. His thrusts accelerate, synchrone to her need. Opening to welcome his way in and closing on his way out to retain the most of him, she bathes in the frantic movement of his dick, so ready to let go. He whispers to her ear:

"Just wait for me, let me enjoy this fantastic instrument you made into being so we can cum together."

She molt inside. He can be so romantic at time. Waiting, only waiting, she bathes in the delicious torture of carefully enhance his pleasure, which assign her satisfaction in second place. Her master has beaten patience into her skin. His torrid tempo went up inducing a rotation from her hips to cradle his organ into a higher plateau. Breathing like after a long run, she relishes the tingling taste emanating from his body, employing without reserve her burrow. Her energy level keeps going up but her resources are now scant. He felt so loved inside her. Well anchored in the realm of perpetual orgasm, ready for culmination he discovers thrilling links between his dick and other body parts instead of exploding. The endless message of love, from her skin’s palpitations, flow into him like water, which transports the velvety caress of her membrane everywhere in his belly and his limbs. A vibration starts on the back of his thigh and move behind his balls, gathering momentum all along the traversal of his virility, to permeate Sodome's flesh through some love medium. He explodes when the wave is reflected in a scintillation of her intimate embrace. It goes on and on, each new peak surprising him, going in reverse direction from the inside of his flesh toward the outside. Synchronized upon some passional electricity, he feels her sensation going back into him, as clearly as his, irradiating her. The ecstasy behind them, he wants to curl up with her but he his training taught him to keep enough distance with your team and he send her back to her room.