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Subject: {ASSM} Debi's Tale - Chapter 03
Date: Sat,  8 Feb 2003 06:10:02 -0500
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Debi's Tale - Chapter 3

Any time I think about the fantastic moments I spent with Debi, I
shiver in remembrance of them.  No other experience in my life
has brought back more fond memories as those.  I mean really.
Here we were, a not-so-fledgling Slave Master and a cleanly-
shaven slave-wench-in-training.  Both naked as the day we came
into this glorious world, and zero plans to change that fact anytime
soon.  I had told her to prepare food, and naked, she obeyed
me...right after I had spanked her luscious derriere.

  During the last several hours, and most particularly during the
past few minutes, her very presence had energized me.  I was
content to give her the time to discover her new position, but there
was a time and place for everything, and 'always' was the time to
let her know that I meant business as her new Master.  I'm sure she
had no idea of how far I would go to command her to do things she
would not normally do on her own, or willingly.  I wanted
complete control, allowing her as little time as possible to spend
thinking on her own.  A Master is forever in charge.  A slave is
constantly controlled.

  There was nothing at all common about Debi's passion for
sexual attention.  Her willingness to perform sexually,
demonstrated her craving to please me.  I wondered about her past
sex life.  I was very curious about why she sought after this kind of
life.  What the initial confrontation between her and my sister was
like had me wondering?  And, most important, what had happened
to her to make her opt for this new existence?

  Right now, watching her standing there before me, wearing
absolutely nothing but those damned sexy white spiked heels,
having prepared food at my command, I was noticeably erect.  My
desire for her attention had grown, literally, and my prick was so
hard it was almost painful.  Almost.  At that moment, I decided
that fucking her cunt could wait, just a little longer.  Right now, I
desired something else, just to put her in her slave place...again.

  To her chagrin, I removed her place setting from the table, and
put it on the far corner of the kitchen counter.  Looking at her, I
said, "Slaves do not eat with those who own them.  You should not
presume to place yourself at the same level as your Master.  I will
show you where you will eat your food, after I am done with
mine."

  I went back to the table, and directed her to get on her hands and
knees underneath it.  Silently, she did what I directed her to do.  I
sat in my chair, scooted forward a little, and spread my legs wide,
presenting her my stone bone.  She was slow to act, so I reached
under the table, and took hold of both of her ears.  I pulled her
head forward towards my swinging meat and forced her lips down
over the length of my cock.

  As she began bobbing back and forth on my rod, I said to her,
"You must work for your food, my little slut.  You must pay with
service to me in order to eat."  I took a few moments to move her
head, using her ears, back and forth to show the proper speed at
which I wanted her to suck me as I ate.  Moving her mouth slickly
up and down my pole, she understood exactly what I wanted from
her.  Without further prompting from me, she presented an erotic
picture, on her hands and knees under a table, giving me head
while I ate.  I ate very slowly.  I told her not to remove her hands
from the floor.  She just rocked back and forth, using her tight wet
lips on the length of my desire.

  Between small mouthfuls of the food she had fixed, getting head
from Debi under the table, I said things to her like, "The
nourishment you suck out of my balls is the one thing you are
going to taste.  The white jism inside my balls is pure protein.
Protein under my lash will be easy for you to glean, slut mouth.
Always swallow every hot salty drop of it.  You love to suck a
cock.  I can feel it in your lips.  Your tongue is hard for me.
Moving nicely."

  Debi was listening intently to my words, and her reactions were
felt directly in her mouth.  The way she stroked her mouth back
and forth, fucking me with her lips.  Leaning forwards and
backwards, under the table, impaling her mouth over me.
Unfortunately she was listening so well, she slowed down a lot.

  I said, "Move faster!  Why the hell are you so slow down there?
Give me more suction, cunt.  Use the muscles in your cheeks.
More.  I want more pressure!  Suck it like a big straw.  When the
cum splashes into your mouth, you must swallow it all.  Always.
No questions asked.  Any cum you are fed you will drink it all.
Faster...move faster.  Yeeeessssss.  Nicely done.

  "Do it all, woman, the whole thing.  Suck it all.  Yes.  That's a
nice little cum drinker.  Good girl!  Mmm, I can't wait to spew my
sticky seed into your mouth."  Debi's actions were growing hotter
and faster.  She was doing her best to make me come.  The faster
she did my length, the more her lips drooled saliva onto my cock,
balls and a small puddle on the floor.  She was making slurping
noises and sucking air when her mouth got up near the tip.

  "That's it cunt, slurp away on it.  It's all for you.  Do it right.
Fuck my cock nice.  Learn what pleases me.  Learn the art of being
a whore.  Make love to my prick, you dirty little slut.  Don't make
me repeat myself.  Oh my, you do like to make love to a cock
when you perform.  Just like I bet you do with that cunt of yours.
Come on slut, impress me with your talent.

  "We'll find out later on how good that tight-looking pussy slit
really is, but you had better show me that you want to be fed some
real food.  And the only way to do that is to drink my cum juice
when I spew it into your mouth.  When you get hungry enough,
you'll show me the real cock-sucking whore you want to be.  I
want all of what you have.  100% of your efforts must go towards
pleasing me.  Your body now belongs to me.  You are now, and
always will be, a whore to anyone I give you to.

  "As my slave, you no longer have free will.  I desire that you use
all of your thoughts and being for my pleasure.  Learn to suck my
cock well, little vixen, and I promise only one thing; to fuck you
with it every bit as good as you fuck me with your mouth.  You
must pay for your pleasure, and for your food.  Show me how bad
and how hard and how fast you want my cock to slam into your
cunt.  Show me how hungry you are with your mouth.  It's the only
way you have to communicate your desires.

  "I demand perfection.  I will decide if you have done your new
whore tasks properly.  It's me you have to impress.  It's up to you
alone to let me know, without words, that you are as good as you
THINK you are.  Use it woman.  You must practice!  Yes.  Like
that.  Faster now.  Show it to me."

  I scooted forward in the chair, spread my legs even wider and
forced my cock out so she could have free access.  Thus, while I
sat there and ate, she gave me a spectacular piece of mouth.  She
had one talented mouth and tongue on her.  She knew how to suck
hard and move her tongue like a pro.  I was glad I was sitting down
this time.  She always sucked the length of my 9 inches without so
much as a noticeable gag.  Head to base, head to base.  Nice, fast,
long strokes.  Rocking back and forth on her hands and knees.
Sucking hard on the way back to the head.  Flicking her tongue
over my ridge, and going down for another stroke.  Up and down,
up and down.  Felatio was her game.  I planned on shafting her
mouth, often.

  However, I had to eat the remainder of the food fast, for I knew I
wouldn't last very much longer with the blowjob she was giving
me.  And sure enough, no sooner had I downed the last morsel, I
felt the volcano beginning to boil.  My god she was good!  Calmly,
I held it back with all my might for as long as was humanly
possible.  Then, from the depth of my balls, and up through the
long narrow tube of flesh inside my swollen cock meat, the live
spewing cum-lava blasted out through the head of my cock,
splashing heavily and forcefully directly at the opening of her
throat.

  I did my best to give Debi no verbal signals that I was about to
'spork' my juices into her mouth, but she sensed my passion with
her lips and mouth, and sucked down every drop of my milky fluid
that was presented for her to drink and nurse on.  As fast as I
splashed a forceful spasm of it into her mouth, she swallowed that
cargo.  Load after load.  I was shuddering with pent up desire from
the magnificent suck job as spasm after groin-twanging spasm
surged throughout my balls.  It has been said before, but I tell you
true, I have never cum so hard and so long, in my entire life.  I
have never had a better or more sensual orgasm as those she gave
me.

  She never stopped sucking me.  After I came all I could, she just
kept on doing me under the table.  As for me, it was all I could do
to stop cumming.  The pleasure of her mouth never ebbed, and as I
sat there in the chair, breathing heavy and recuperating from the
exciting experience, she kept sucking my cock.

  I shuddered and trembled with aftershocks so violent, I
wondered if I was having multiple orgasms.  At any rate, the
eruptions took a long time to diminish, and she never ceased her
actions on my rod the whole time, and she kept on going.  All she
was doing was making me want more.  I then realized that she was
milking me.  She just wanted more cum to drink.  After all I had
told her earlier, she had it in her mind that she wanted more to
drink.

  She was singing a song of pure lust to the gods of Felatio, and I
was curious if she could get me hard again.  It took her almost 10
minutes (hell, I was so spent I was expecting longer than 10
minutes!), but there it was again, almost as hard as it was earlier.
As soon as it started to grow, she began to deep mouth me.  I felt
the head of my cock pushing against the back of her throat, and
beyond, over and over again.  I was always curious how she was
able to take my full length into her throat without gagging.

  And almost another 10 minutes later I felt those incredibly
serene orgasmic stirrings once again coming into play.  This time,
the tingle began way down by my knees, and was quickly building
up live sperm pressure to head up and out of my cock straw, and
directly down into her belly once again, the little sperms never
once seeing the light of day.

  But, not wanting to give it up so fast, I reached down and
grabbed her by her ears again.  I started to pull her off of my cock,
but she forced her mouth down onto it.  She didn't want to be
stopped.  She could sense I was ready to cum again.  She wanted to
drink me dry!

  With a firmer pull on her ears, I pulled her mouth off of my
cock.  I looked under the table at her face, and saw drool all over
her mouth, running down her chin and neck, between her breasts,
and dripping onto the floor.  She was a cock drooler at her finest.
Her mouth was still open after being stretched from cock sucking
for so long.

  She was gasping quick breaths, and she had a shit-eating grin on
her face.  Trying not to smile back at her (it was hard to do), I said,
"What a slut you are!"  She smiled that toothy smile.  She was
good.  Oh yes.  But I had other plans.  Reaching down under the
table, I pushed her head away from me and stood up.  I ordered her
to crawl to the middle of the floor on her hands and knees.

  She did so, and in the middle of the kitchen floor, on her hands
and knees, she looked up to see my prick bouncing in the air before
her.  I was very close to spewing again as it shivered in the cooler
air outside of her mouth.  My cock, balls and inner thighs were
drenched thoroughly from her spent drool.

  That was a close call.  Two or three more high-quality sucks,
and I would have been a goner.  I had made it just in time, and
managed to save my cum.  She almost blew my mind...again.  I
walked over to her plate and brought it back to her.  I set it down
on the floor under her face and said, "Hands behind your back.

  "You need to learn balance.  You will bend down and eat your
food with your mouth only.  If you lose your balance, you'll only
fall.  This will give you the exercise you require for your back and
stomach muscles.  Bend over, take a bite, and chew it 25 times.
Then swallow and repeat as necessary until you have eaten it all.
Worry not about getting your face dirty.  Just don't spill any food,
or you'll eat it off the floor."

  Knowing she had to comply, she bent down and took a mouthful
of food.  As she began to chew it, I walked around her and slid to
my knees.  As I did so, my hard cock slapped down on her ass
cheeks and slid its length down between her legs.  Her cunt was as
wet as her face.  She was excited.

  I gave her something to be excited about.  My cock.  Without so
much as a 'Mother-May-I', I pulled her hips toward my cock, and
pushed its entire rigid length into her oh-so-tight cunt.  Not too
slow, and all in one continuous motion.  She gasped and started
choking on her food as I began fucking her cunt for the first time,
in the middle of the kitchen floor.

  I told her to pay attention to her food, and not to my cock.  "You
had better finish eating your food before I cum, or you'll be
surprised at what happens next.  It's your choice."  Not waiting for
a response, I just slid my prick in and out of her tight cunt, as she
tried to eat the food off the plate on the floor.  Her tits were hard,
but Newton's law ruled and they wobbled back and forth in the air
as I fucked her cunt.

  Fucking her doggy-style as she held her hands behind her back
was not only sexy, but humorous as well.  She didn't eat much.  I
held her hips and thrust into her pussy with abandon.  I felt alive
and whole as I took her cunt for the first time there.  I was totally
in control as she moaned from being taken.  After her sucking
under the table, I wasn't going to last long.  But, like the whore she
was turning out to be, she knelt there on her knees trying to
concentrate on balancing and eating as I slid in and out of her.

  After a few more minutes of her pussy, I felt like I was going to
cum.  Pulling out quickly, I scooted around in front of her, and
masturbated my jism onto the top of her food on the plate.  As she
watched in dismay, I grunted my animal pleasure loudly as I spit
my little friends all over her food.  When I was done, I told her to
lick my cock clean and suck out what was left.  She did it nicely.
Then, standing up before her, I told her to finish eating and to lick
her plate clean.

  After a few moments, she bent her head down and began to eat
her cold, sperm-coated food.  I turned and walked toward the
bedroom.  Turning back, I said, "Hurry up and eat.  Clean up all
the messes in this kitchen, including the mess you left under the
table.  Wash and dry the dishes.  Put them away.  Wash the floor.
Dry it.  Go into the bathroom and take a hot shower.  Dry off.
Clean the entire bathroom.  Clean all the porcelain and make it
shine.  If you don't hurry, you will be spanked.  I'll be taking care
of a few errands."

  I needed to go out and buy a few items while she was busy.  I
went into the bathroom and cleaned myself up a bit.  I splashed
some cold water on my face and cleaned my cock with a nice
warm soapy washcloth.  I got dressed and quietly came out of the
bedroom.  She was still eating.  Without warning, I bent over and
slapped her pretty ass quite hard, leaving a darkening red splotch
behind.  She squealed in surprised pain and bent low to eat faster.

  I walked out the front door, leaving her there on her knees on the
floor of the kitchen.  I stood at the front door and counted to 100.
Quickly, I reopened the door and saw her with her hands on the
floor, using her fingers to eat her food.  She saw me...and her face
paled.  I had caught her cheating.  All I said was, "When I return,
in a few hours, you shall be punished.  I think you will be surprised
at what happens when I get back."

  Disappointed with her indiscretion of my latest orders, I closed
the door and chuckled to myself nonetheless.  I left, letting her
worry about her punishment.  I headed out to the local Adult store,
where I spared no expense on some high-quality items just for
Debi's education.  When I finished, loaded down with a trunk full
of equipment, I headed to Stephanie's place to see what was
happening, and to spend some 'bonding' time with her.

  I spent a few informative hours with Steph, and she gave me a
'tour' of her home.  She had done well in the past 20-odd years,
and to my surprise, invited me to stay with her to help out.  I told
her that I had been thinking about retiring at an early age, and she
offered some financial assistance.  I told her what my status was,
and laughingly she asked me for a loan.  She didn't need it by any
stretch of the imagination.

  She offered me the pick of any of her 'Occupants', but I
declined for this visit.  I wanted to.  I wanted to, you must
understand, however, it was getting late in the evening and I
wanted to save myself for other things, namely, Debi's education
and training.  We discussed Debi's latest error and she gave me a
few choice hints about how to handle it.  Kissing her goodnight, I
left and made a few more stops.

  Making my way back to Debi's place, I decided on a plan for
her for the rest of the evening.  When I walked in through the door,
Debi approached me.  She walked up to me cautiously, clad only in
her heels, and I played my part to the hilt, as per Steph's
suggestions.  I was silent.  I had my 'angry face' on.  I looked
directly into her eyes, but then ignored her.  I silently walked
around her to inspect the house to see how she had followed
orders.

  She did fine in the cleaning up, and everything was shiny.

  I turned and walked up to face her and said, "Keep silent as I
speak."

  She nodded and I began by crossing my arms angrily before me
and coldly saying, "I do not understand you.  I was told that you
desired to be owned.  Apparently, my sister lied to me.  You,
yourself, told me that you wanted to be controlled.  Apparently,
you lied to me.

  "You think this is just some kind of big game that we are
playing.  You figure you can play the part of a sex slave...only
when it pleases you.  I cannot fathom why you feel that as soon as
my back is turned, you can just do just whatever the hell you want
to do, and not expect to be punished for it.  I've been thinking over
what you said to me and what I wanted from you.  But, it seems
that you do not want to do it.  That's fine with me.  I'll just pack up
and find someone else, and you can do what ever you like.  I'm not
going to waste another moment with your attitude."

  As I spoke, her eyes grew moist, and tears started falling.  She
knew that she had screwed up.

  I turned abruptly from her, went into the bedroom and tossed my
bag onto the bed.  Fishing around in all the drawers, I gathered up
all of my belongings and tossed them across the room to land
sloppily onto the open bag on the bed.  As she stood in the
doorway to the bedroom watching me angrily packing up, she was
shocked to see that I was indeed leaving.

  Out of the corner of my eye, I saw that her hands were in front
of her face, and she was crying openly, but silently.  I ignored her
and finished putting my things together.  I dragged the process out
for as long as I could, and snapping the bag shut, grabbed the
handle and stomped out of the bedroom brushing past her.  I made
my way through the kitchen and living room, and just as I grabbed
the doorknob, she said, "Please?"

  I halted, for 5 seconds, and opened the door to go.  She said,
"Please don't go!"

  I turned to her and said, "Why the hell shouldn't I leave?  You
don't want what you said you wanted, and I certainly don't have
time to waste on games."  I turned to leave again, and she said, "I
want it!"

  Still clutching my bag, I spun around and loudly said, "I don't
think you know what the hell you want.  I hate mind games and
disobedience.  It galls me to think that I came all the way out here
and took a chance on you, and to give you a chance to be what you
said you wanted to be.  This is no damned game we're playing
here.  This is a life change, for both of us.  It isn't a temporary
thing.  Nor is it just your change.  I was in this thing for the long
haul, but I guess I erred and chose the wrong person.

  "If what you want is to play games and have some fun sex, I'm
the wrong guy to play them with.  I'm looking for someone to train
and control.  If I wanted sex, I'd go buy a whore off the street.  For
twenty bucks I could get a blowjob.  For thirty, I could get a fuck,
and for a little more, a nice piece of ass.  I could hire an entire
squad of sluts to service me when I needed it, but that's not what I
wanted."

  Debi was openly crying and pleading with her eyes, but I didn't
yet give her the chance to speak.  I kept on.  I said, "You lied to me
and thought you could just do whatever you pleased as long as you
were getting what you wanted, and didn't get caught sneaking
around doing what you wanted to do when I wasn't looking.  That
isn't the game, baby.  This game is mine.  It's my rules, not yours.
I set the standards and you follow.

  So now, I have to go in search of someone who will do as they
are told.  I want someone who will do what I want them to do.  I
want someone who will be what I want them to be.  I want
someone who will act the way I want them to act.  I want to treat
them well, and help them grow and learn what it is like to offer
themselves to one man...me, and to give them a good life...for the
rest of their life."

  Raising my voice louder, I glared at her and said, "What the hell
do you want?"

  Debi stood before me in the throes of agony.  She was shaking
and crying so hard she couldn't speak.  I was patient, and waited.  I
waited to the count of 10.  I turned to leave.

  She yelled out, "Please!  Don't leave me?  I want you!  Please
don't leave me?  I'll do better for you, I promise!  Please give me
another chance?  I'll do as you say.  I will.  I'll be good and obey
you, I promise, but please...please don't go?"

  I had to muster all my strength not to shed a tear at her words.
As I turned my head back to her, she fell to her knees and pleaded
with me not to go.  I let her go on for a short while, and listened to
her words.  Then I closed the door and dropped my bag on the
living room floor.

  I wasn't going to let her off that easy.  I faced her and said,
"This is not a game."

  She said, "I understand."

  She was still on her knees and sobbing madly as I said, "I don't
think you do understand.  If I stay, it is for good.  If I stay, you will
be my slave, for all time.  You will do things that you don't want
to do.  You will not question any of my demands.

  Sobbing meekly, she said,  "I do understand.  Honestly I do, but
it's all so new to me.  I'm scared of it all.  I've always wanted it,
but I've always been afraid to commit to it.  Can't you just give me
a little time to adjust to it?"

  "No.  This is a decision only you can make, but you must decide
if now is the time, and I am the one to command you.  If you truly
want this, then you must give in and make that decision on your
own, and this minute.  It's not just a game.  It's a new way of life.
But I won't be cruel and make light of your choice.  To show you
this, I will give you one, and only one chance for you to change
your mind.

  "I'm still not certain that you understand the scope of what I
want, but if you commit yourself to my charge, and give of
yourself fully, openly, and honestly, from this day forward, I will
give you an out.  I will assign to you a single phrase.  If you ever
utter that phrase, I will respect it and leave without so much as
second thought.

  I thought for only a moment and said to her, "If you feel that
you can no longer live the life of my slave, pleasant or otherwise,
then say the words 'DOMINATION IS A GAME'.  Be warned,
however, that you must take your charge seriously.  I will stand for
no foolishness.  I will ask of you things that will shock you and
perhaps chill you to the bone.  But, I will never harm you.

  "Punishment, for not doing as you are told, be it spankings or
other tasks I shall decide upon is not harm.  Understand the
difference.  I do.  I will not allow any permanent bruises to befall
you.  But pain will follow disobedience.  Rest assured that will be
so.  Do you understand what I am telling you?

  "Yes, I do."  She said.

  "Yes Sir!"  I shouted at her.

  "Yes Sir!"  She repeated.

  "Now is the time to make your choice.  Now is the time to
decide your path for the rest of your life.  Today is the day to
commit yourself to a new, and possibly better life than you had
before.  This moment in time is when you must choose to
relinquish yourself to my hands, forever and ever.  Beware, little
one, for in doing so, you will no longer have the choice to decide
what you will do.  I will decide that for you.  Your time with me
will be spent serving me, servicing me, and whatever or whomever
I desire.  You have only one choice to make.  Do so now, or claim
your release words."

  As I spoke the words and offered her an out (which I had fully
planned to do anyway), I could see a shift in her attitude and knew
that she was struggling with her inner demons.  I allowed her the
time she needed to come to terms with everything I had said.
Tears fell from her eyes and dropped to her naked breasts as she
knelt on the floor before me, head bent low in anguish.  They were
honest teardrops that ran down her firm breasts and dropped one
by one from her nipples to the floor.

    After only a small hesitation, she lifted her head and looked up
to my face.  She straightened her back, dropped her hands to her
sides, and proudly jutted her chest out for me as she said, "I will be
your slave, forever.  I will do as I am told.  I will obey your
commands and do my best to follow them through.  If you will
teach me, I will learn from you.  Please teach me to be a slave,
Sir?"

  Aw hell...I'm an old softy.  I'm only human.  How could I
refuse?  She sounded as though she meant what she had said.  I
said, just for the record, "You must give of yourself freely.  You
must never hold anything back.  There can be no mistaking what
you are giving up.  It is a life choice.  Your life, for me."

  "I understand, Sir.  Thank you for staying and giving me the
chance to show you that I can be what you want me to be.  And
thank you so much for allowing me that one small gift of release.  I
want to do it for you, Sir.  I don't know why, but I need it.  I've
always needed it.  I promise you that I won't let you down, Sir.  I
freely give to you my life, to do with as you choose.  Teach me,
please?  Make me a good slave?"

  I replied, "Training is only as good as the student.  I will teach
you all that you need to know about your new life.  Study all that I
teach you.  Do your best at all your lessons.  There is much work
ahead for you.  Some of it will be easy, and some terribly hard.  I
accept that you understand all that I have said, and will,
henceforth, act upon the words of commitment that you have
spoken.  As of this moment, you are no longer a free woman.  You
are my slave.  Forever."

  My gaze melted and I smiled at her.  She shuddered a bit,
kneeling there before me, fully understanding what had just
happened.  Then she smiled back up to me.

  I held out my hand and took hers.  I pulled her up to her feet and
wrapped my arms around her.  I kissed her lips hard, and she
melted in my arms, giving herself completely to my embrace.
Then I led her into the bedroom, pulled her over my knee and
spanked her soundly for her indiscretion earlier that afternoon.

  She cried again, of course.  It hurts when I spank.  From that day
to this, when I gave her a spanking (and I did it often, for the sheer
pleasure of it at times), I held nothing back.  Sometimes, she even
had an orgasm.

  When I finished, I took a single blanket and spread it out on the
floor at the foot of her bed.  I told her that she would be sleeping
there from now on, unless I said otherwise.  I even gave her a
pillow, and when I related that to Steph, she cajoled me and called
me a pussy.  I told Steph that I would take away the pillow if she
disobeyed me.  She called me a wimp.  Ha!  Women!

As Debi rubbed at her sore ass, I gave her directions about her bed.
She was to have only that blanket.  It was to be cleaned every other
day.  When she awoke she was to fold it up neatly and place it,
along with her pillow, under the foot of the bed.  It only came out
when she went to bed in the evening.

  By this time, it was getting late in the evening, and I told her to
stay there on the blanket.  I closed the bedroom door as I left, and
went out to the car.  I made several trips back and forth to gather
up all of my purchases.  I grabbed two specific items, a delicate
silver necklace in the design of a chain with a tiny gold padlock,
and a six-foot length of matching silver linked chain with two
more gold padlocks.  I undressed completely, and I went back into
the bedroom.

  Naked, I stood before Debi, hiding the items behind my back,
and said, "Kneel before me, slave.  Keep your hands held together
behind your back.  Take only the head of my cock into your
mouth, and look up into my eyes."

  Without hesitation, she did as she was told.  I stood before her,
as my cock hardened inside her willing lips.  As I gazed into her
eyes, I said, "As of this moment, you are my slave.  You are my
whore.  You are my cunt.  You are my personal slut.  You belong
to me and to nobody else.  You will obey my every command,
because you no longer have the freedom to do otherwise.  I will
use you as I see fit.  I will dress and feed you if, and only if, I
desire it."

  As she knelt before me, mouth wrapped over the head of my
stick prick, I took the collar and wrapped it around her neck.  It
was a bit loose, so as she watched with lips on my cock, I removed
two links from the chain and fitted her again.  It was a snug fit, but
not tight, just enough for her to feel it pressing on her throat, to
know it was around her neck.  I took the padlock, looped it through
the two end links, and snapped it shut.  She blinked.  She was now
a collared slave.

  I showed her the tiny gold key to the equally tiny gold padlock.
I said, "Take your mouth off of me and stick out your tongue."
Confused, she did as she was told, and I placed the tiny gold key
flat onto her tongue.  "Swallow it.  Seal your fate.  Show me that
you truly accept your position."

  I watched and could almost see the thoughts running across her
mind as she closed her mouth and swallowed her freedom.  Once
the deed was done, I said, "Put my cock in your mouth again."
She complied immediately and I said, "Your slave collar will never
be removed.  It is mine, and identifies you to anyone who knows,
that you are owned.  Many people know its significance.  Some do
not, and may be told.  That is up to me."

  I took the longer length of chain, connected one end to a leg at
the foot of the bed, and the other to a ring at the back of her collar.
I held onto both keys and said, "Suck me, slut.  Make my cock
hard and be sure to get it nice and wet.  Keep your eyes on mine,
and do a nice job."  With fresh tears in her eyes, she began to suck
me off.

  I watched her service my prick, and after only a few minutes, I
said, "Get on your hands and knees and turn away from me."
When she did, I knelt behind her, grabbed my rock hard cock, and
shoved it deep into her cunt and fucked her.  Holding onto her
naked hips, I used her cunt to satisfy my need for release.

  I simply slammed my raging hard prick in and out of her pussy
for my own pleasure, using her as a slave.  After the things I saw at
Steph's place, and saving my strength for this moment, I used her
pussy hard.  I rode her cunt for my own pleasure, simply seeking
release of the pent up cum in my balls.  It didn't take me long, and
I spit my cum into her cunt over and over as I jammed my meat
into her.  When I finished cumming inside her, I roughly pushed
her away from me.  She fell forwards, flat onto her stomach on the
blanket.  I said, "Do not wipe away the cum in your cunt.  Wear it,
and go to sleep."

  Without waiting for a response, I stood and left the bedroom,
turning out the light as I did, and closed the door.  I waited silently,
next to the bedroom door.  For a while there was no sound, and
then I heard her crying in the darkness, and knew that she now
understood her fate as a chained slave.  At least, I hoped that she
did.  Freshly spanked, and freshly fucked, she slept with the odor
of my spunk on her nude body.  Chained to the bed, she was a
lowly naked slave.  Well, she was wearing shoes.  I'm not a cad!

  I was getting pretty tired from all the activity and sexual tension
that first day.  I needed to do one more thing with Debi before the
evening was over, so while I was waiting to gain some strength
back, I decided it was time to open some presents.

  Like a little kid, I opened and examined the cache of equipment
I had purchased.  What an ensemble of goodies that lay before me.
I had to actually read the instructions on some of the gear to garner
its full use and meaning.  There were simple things like dildo
harnesses and ass paddles, of course, but there were also a lot more
exotic items to examine.

  Nipple clamps, toe clamps, clit clamps, butt plugs, dildos of all
sorts, sizes, lengths and colors.  Rubber garments; bras with
cutouts for nipples, panties that left the ass cheeks bare and
exposed, hoods, mouth gags (lots of different types), silk ropes,
ankle and wrist cuffs, and a slew of small fetish whips.  Crotchless
panties, garter belts, lace stockings, fist mittens (mittens that were
designed to be worn with the hand in a fist), and other articles of
containment.  I even bought her a special butt plug with a long
swishy tail attached to it.  How cute!  I couldn't wait to see her in
that.

  At Victoria's Secret, I had also bought her a wide selection of
'out-of-the-house' attire.  These were purchased with the helpful
assistance of Wanda, our friendly sales clerk.  I couldn't believe all
of the sexy items that were designed for the sole purpose of sex.  I
knew, deep down, that Debi and I would never have the need for
any of them, but I wanted to use them.

  It was like Christmas that first night.  There were toys, clothes,
and things that go bump and whir.  I was giddy with the thought of
trying them all out.  I was getting quite stimulated after having
unwrapped and seeing all the items I had bought.  I threw out all
the boxes and wrappings, and spent some time arranging them all
over the living room...for Debi to see when she awoke.

  I wrote a note to her and taped the key to her chain onto it.
When she awoke in the morning, she would see it taped to the foot
of the bed, read it, and find a list of her duties to start out her first
real day as my slave.  I planned on sleeping in for a while in the
morning, and didn't want to be disturbed.

  By the time I was finished, I was raging hard again.  I sat on a
chair, closed my eyes, and began to masturbate myself silently.  It
felt good.  I hadn't done it in a while, but you know the old saying.
It's like riding a bike.  You never forget how to do it.  Everyone
does it.  You're a liar if you say you haven't.

  I jerked off, surrounded by all of those sex toys.  A million
thoughts ran through my mind as I yanked my crank there in the
living room chair.  But I always came back to thoughts of Debi and
her gorgeous body.  In no time at all, I felt the steam building up,
but stopped myself just long enough to grab Debi's note and head
back into the bedroom.  With prick in hand, I opened the door,
flipped on the light switch, awakening Debi from her sleep.

  I taped the note to the foot of the bed, knelt before her face,
lifted her head and poked my cock at her mouth.  Sleepily, she
opened up her mouth and I slid it in.  After only 10 or so strokes
across her tongue, I came in her mouth.  She swallowed it all as I
spurted it onto her tongue.  Once I was done cumming in her
mouth I pulled out.

  Immediately ignoring her, I got back up, turned off the light and
fell onto the bed.  I never took very long to fall asleep, but
completely satiated; I honestly do not remember my head hitting
the pillow that night.  I slept a peaceful sleep.  If I dreamt, I don't
recall it.  I was exhausted.  I was completely spent.

  It was around midnight when I woke Debi to come in her mouth.
It was around noon when I came out of my coma.  I don't know
how Debi slept.  I never asked her.  I felt great.  Waking slowly, I
stretched gloriously in her bed, popping out the kinks in my joints.
I yawned a great yawn, finally releasing all the sleep demons, and
crawled out of bed.

  I looked to the foot of the bed and Debi was not there.  Her
blanket and pillow were folded and stuffed under the foot of the
bed.  I stood up, scratched my butt (come on...you do it too!) and
headed off to the bathroom.  After I took care of my morning toilet
business, I shaved, brushed my teeth, and jumped in a hot steamy
shower.

  Taking my sweet old time, I cleansed myself, washed my hair
and generally languished under the steamy spray from the
showerhead.  The water started to run cold, so I quickly rinsing off
and jumped out.  Letting the water run, I dried myself off with a
clean towel that Debi had left for me, as directed in the note.  By
the time I was dry, the shower was running ice cold.  I turned it off
and came out to the bedroom.  Debi was waiting for me.  I could
see the dried cum between her legs.

  Without so much as a 'good morning', I jerked my thumb
towards the bathroom and said, "Go take care of your business and
take a shower.  Be quick about it.  I'm hungry.  Without a word,
she ran into the bathroom, leaving the door open.  Standing off to
one side, I could hear her on the toilet.  Once finished, she hurried
to brush her teeth, and then she jumped in the shower.

  She screamed as the cold water fell upon her nudity.  I chuckled
and walked out to the kitchen to find my breakfast waiting for me.
While she froze in the shower, I had a nice peaceful meal of eggs,
bacon, orange juice and buttered toast.  By the time I was done
eating and had wandered into the living room, she came out in her
heels and started cleaning up my dirty dishes.  Once done, she
cooked herself some breakfast and ate standing up in the kitchen.  I
let her take her time.  I was in no hurry.

  She was hungry, but didn't take very long to eat.  Once done,
she washed and dried the dishes, then went into the bedroom to
change the bed linen and make the bed.  Then she cleaned up the
morning bathroom mess.  I was happy that she had read the note
and did the chores as she was told.  Finally, I heard her say, "Sir?
I'm ready for you."

  I went into the bedroom, and as directed, she was sitting quietly
at her vanity table.  I did a cursory inspection of the bathroom and
sat down on the edge of the bed.  I beckoned her with my finger.
She stood and walked up to face me.

  I told her to face away from me, spread her legs, and bend over.
I checked her for cleanliness, lightly swatted her butt, and grabbed
her from behind.  Pulling her down onto the bed, we both fell over,
facing each other.  "You did a good job this morning.  Do it the
same way every morning."

  She smiled at me, and I kissed her lovingly.  We spent about an
hour on the bed, just talking and touching.  I asked her how it felt
to sleep with cum seeping out of her cunt and my sperm on her
breath all night. She said, "I felt like a cheap whore.  I felt dirty
and used.  My thighs were soaked from you, and they made
squishy sounds all night.  I tasted your cum.  I liked the taste."

  "Hmmm...ok then, each night before you go to bed, I will do
my best to cum in your mouth as a good night gift for you.  If I
forget, it will be your job to remind me."

  "Yes Sir, I will." She said with an impish grin on her face.

  "Do you have any questions for me before we begin your first
official training day?"

  "Only one, Sir.  Will I ever be able to take a hot shower in the
morning?"

  We broke up laughing and I said to her, "That depends on how
you behave the day before.  If you learn, and obey me, I will
consider it.  If you don't, it will be a long time between those gifts.
You must learn to earn simple pleasures like that."

  "Yes Sir.  And...Sir?  Those...things in the living room...the
things that you bought?  Some of them look, well...like they will
hurt.  Please don't hurt me, Sir?  I promise to please you whenever
you need it, but please..."

  Cutting her off in mid sentence, I said, "Woman, you will please
me all the time.  That is when I need it.  My pleasure will require
all of your time.  In everything you do, you will please me.  As for
pain...I make no promises.  You are in training.  In a way, so am I,
but our tasks will require our full attention.  Remember what I told
you last night, and what you agreed on.  You are mine to do with
as I please.  And it is that which pleases me."

  As I sat there talking with her, the fire in my loins reignited the
fuse between my legs.  Today, however, I needed to pace myself.
Two-hour naps wasted a lot of training time.  After our chat, I
could see that she was ready for anything.  It was a visible aura
that surrounded her nakedness.  She was in desperate need to
please me, and I was happy because of it.

  As she calmly stroked my cock, my fire was reflected back to
me by the twinkle in her eyes, and I wanted to time our heat so that
we could both learn to enjoy our orgasmic pleasure at the same
time.  She was sultry.  She was in heat.  As I ran my finger through
her cunt lips, her slit moistened with juice.  The best part was that
now, hairless and naked, she couldn't and didn't want to hide it.

  "Lie on your back and show me how you play with your tits
when you're alone.  Do it the way you like it.  Pull on your nipples.
Play with them.  Do it until I tell you to stop.  From this moment,
do not remove your hands from your breasts.  If I look upon you,
you had better be fondling them nicely."

  Immediately she began what I can only call a very familiar
caress of her tits.  Wordlessly, she fondled herself in front of my
hungry eyes.  Smiling the entire time, she showed me what she
liked, and how she liked it.  I let her do herself like that for almost
five minutes.  I could tell she was more in need than before.  Her
tongue was long enough so that if she held up a hard nipple, she
could flick at it with the end of her tongue.  Then, after a while, her
head fell back as her eyes closed.  She moaned in her pleasure.

  As she pulled and tugged at her firm, pretty nipples, she was
rubbing her glistening thighs together.  Her thighs squeezed her
cunt lips together and they grew wetter as time passed.  She was
visibly and audibly excited, as could be seen by how her cunt lips
grew pinker.  Her cunt was positively blushing.

  I stood up, snapping her out of her bliss by saying, "Display!"
She immediately lifted and opened her legs, and grabbed her
ankles as she was told to do, completely exposing her private self
to me.

  I told her I was going to eat her shaved pussy.  The sultry smile
and blushing face told me everything I needed to know.  "I'm still
hungry, but not for food.  Give me your pussy to eat.  Give it all to
me by keeping those legs spread wide.  Do NOT hold back under
any circumstances.  This morning, if you feel like cumming, you
are allowed to cum as often as you wish.  Close your eyes and
enjoy every sensation of my mouth on your cunt.  It will be a long
time before I please you this way again."  (yeah, right).

  As my face dropped about halfway to her pussy, I added, "Oh
yes.  If you feel you must cum on my tongue, at least have the
decency to tell me BEFORE you cum, that you are going to cum.
If you cum without telling me about it, you'll be over my knees
again, and fast."

  I almost couldn't wait to taste her hot, smooth pussy, and
without waiting for a response from her, my nose neared her tender
cunt lips.  I could smell her womanly cleanliness, and the
moistness that she had released from within.   A charming mix, and
there was no doubt that the combination was exotic.  As a side note
for all you women reading these words, keep your pussy clean!
For all of you men, make certain that she does!

  She was hotly moist with the anticipation of being eaten, and she
spread her legs so wide I thought they would snap off.  She pulled
back hard giving me total access, as her eyes closed tightly, in
preparation.

  Trying my best to ignore my brand new shiny hardon, my mouth
quickly fell between her splayed legs.  She wanted this badly and
so did I.  But I wondered how long I could eat her.  I decided right
then, that I'd give her a licking like she had never had and one like
I had never given.

  Without further hesitation, I nudged softly against her wet slash
and began using my tongue, licking on the smooth skin covering
her tight slit.  She was firm down there.  Hot and very wet as well.
I was never so happy that she took care of her health as I was at
that moment.  She was pristine.

  Ever so lightly, I licked the length of her, from bottom to top.
Like a butterfly's fluttering wings, I used the tip of my tongue to
trace her moist slit.  Up and down, grazing ever so lightly, I tickled
her with my tongue.  I spent a lot of time tasting her juice as it
came out.  She quivered at my constant touch.  Lapping lightly at a
smooth, hot, hairless cunt is an exciting experience.  Debi's flavor
was intoxicating.  There would never be wine that tasted this good.

  Her tight labia were swollen pink and just pliable enough to
allow me to stick the tip of my tongue inside.  Even in heat she was
tight, and I could sense her enjoyment as she quivered on my
tongue.  As I licked at the top of her slit, I could not help but feel
and see her hardening clitoris.  It was beginning to swell nicely.
Proudly.  I gently flicked at only the hardness there, and she would
jump and shiver from my touch.  With the tip of my tongue, I
could control her.  I liked that feeling.

  When I had fucked her pussy yesterday, it was only for my
pleasure.  Yesterday, I gave her no chance to come when I used her
cunt.  Now, I wanted her to know my desire for her.  I wanted her
to know that I could bring pleasure or pain.  But now, it was
pleasure.  Over and over I teased only her nub.  Her sighs and
moans told me that I was doing it properly.

  After only a few minutes work, concentrating only on her
exposed clitoris, she said, "Sir.  I'm going to cum!"  Still lightly
working on her clit, she shuddered violently and orgasmed for me.
As she did, I captured all her juices, lapping lightly over her slit.  I
did not penetrate her.  I simply gathered her nectar with the flat of
my tongue, tasted what she gave me, and patiently let her finish.

  Her most feminine secrets were given to my taste buds.  She
tasted sweet.  The moist droplets of her cum were gathered into my
mouth and savored.  I was instantly in lust with her flavor.  But I
wasn't finished.  Her breathing finally calmed down and I
repeated, exactly, what I had just done.

  At almost the same moment of the flick, shiver, wait procedure,
she told me she was going to cum again.  I let her have it and once
again gathered her nectar.  By now, she was panting her lust into
my mouth.  I began again.  This time, I wanted to work on only her
clit.  It was sensitive, and I wanted to examine it more closely.

  Using one finger on each hand, I spread her labia to expose that
precious bud.  I blew on it, but before I even touched it, it set her
off.  "Oh god, sir!  I'm coming again!"  She thrashed wildly on the
bed, her cunt giving me more delicious wetness.  She took a long
time to finish, and as I watched, her tummy rippled in the ecstasy
of her orgasm.  Gasping for air as she did so, her firm chest
expanded with each intake of air, and her head flopped back and
forth in an uncontrollable display of sexual fulfillment.

  The moment she showed signs of calming down, I began anew.
This time, I simply took her clit.  I mean I took it.  It was mine.  It
belonged to me.  I wanted to use it.  Using my tongue to feel her
rock-hard nub, I honed in, gathered it up, and sucked it into my
lips.  I sucked it in hard and bit down on it gently, over and over,
rolling it around with my tongue while sucking hard on it.  She was
shocked at my attack on the center of her womanhood and
screamed at the intensity of it all.  Of course, she came for me
again.  But I never stopped biting.

  I kept her in an orgasm that lasted for a long time.  I'm sure that
she thought it was an eternity.  I did not relent.  Weakened already
but her previous orgasms, I wanted to see what she could
take...and give.  I let up for a moment and said, "Cum for me, slut.
Cum hard for me!"  I attacked her clit even harder, biting down
more forcefully and sucking on it with all my strength.

  She shuddered and screamed as I gave her clit a manly workout.
Now she was experiencing pain and pleasure as she continued to
orgasm.  "Oh god Sir!  Please let me play with my tits!  Please let
me touch myself!"  I told her to do it.  She let her legs drop onto
my shoulders, but I moved them so that her feet were flat on the
bed.

  As she fondled her breasts and pinched and pulled on her
nipples, I began to suck one cunt lip into my mouth at a time,
switching back and forth enough to catch all of her moistness in
my mouth.  She shuddered and pushed her cunt up into my face,
and I couldn't help sliding my tongue inside.

  She began shuddering harder and screamed her orgasm needs
again.  The more I ate her, the harder she came in my mouth.
Grasping her clit between my teeth again, I bit on it lightly, and
she continued to cum on my face.

  At the very moment that she reached what I felt was her most
profound orgasmic state, I stood up, sat on the edge of the bed, and
grabbed for her.  I pulled her forcefully; face down over my knee
at her waist and locked her in position with the thigh of my other
leg.  I was never more delighted with her small frame, than I was at
those times.  She, a fully-grown sexually active woman, felt like a
child in my hands.  The body in my hands certainly NEVER
belonged to a child.  Debi was born a woman.

  I placed the palm of my left hand into the small of her bare back,
and forced her head down as close to the floor as I could manage
without damaging her.  In this position, she had 0% chance of
release.  I took my other hand and began to spank her ass soundly.
She, in the midst of her pleasure, suddenly was crying out in pain,
and after about 10 hard swats, she started to fight me.  She wanted
up, but I just kept on spanking, a little harder than before.

  Pretty soon she was crying openly, suffering mightily from the
hard spanking she was receiving.  Silently, I counted out a total of
25 ass-cheek, jiggling slaps on her sexy rear end.  When I was
done, I picked her up, bodily, and tossed her back onto the bed, put
her back into the same position, and began to eat her pussy again.

  Her tears flowed freely, but she knew I was in control and
simply took her pain and pleasure.  I dipped back down into her
wet slit with my tongue.  From that point on, I never let up.  I
found that I could make her belly, legs and ass shake at the flick of
my tongue, and I flicked and flicked and flicked.  For a long time I
ate that delicious cunt of hers.

  I changed the rules on her.  I told her that before each orgasm,
she was told to say, "Master, I'm getting ready to cum for you!"
During each one, she was taught to say "Oh Master, your making
my whore's cunt have an orgasm!  I'm cumming!"  And, after each
orgasm, she was ordered to say, "I cannot help cumming at your
touch, Master.  Please make me cum for you again?  Now please.
Don't stop."

  Debi had five more full orgasms from my tongue work.  When
she quieted down from one orgasm, I spread her lips, got hold of
her hard clit, and began nibbling with my teeth again.  She was so
wet that my entire face was slathered with her wonderful juices,
and I just couldn't get enough of her.  I continued to lick and suck
through all of her orgasms, and I finally had to quit as my mouth
and lips were tiring.

  When I had finished using her with my mouth, I looked up at the
clock and found that I had sucked her pussy for almost forty-five
minutes!  And all that time, I suffered through a hardness in my
groin that was indescribable.  I needed to fuck her pussy.  I needed
to get my prick deep inside that cunt.  I stood up from between her
soaked thighs and said "Display!"

  She took a few moments to compose herself, raised her legs
weakly and held on to her ankles as directed.  "Wider!  Spread
your legs wider!"  She did as she was told, and I moved forward,
my prick poised over her exposed cunt.  Then I thought...no.  She
should fuck me.

  I fell onto my back on the bed and instructed her to squat over
me.  She was told how I wanted it, and to use her cunt to please
me.  "Fuck me with that pussy.  Don't sit down on me...squat
down over my cock and use your pussy to fuck me.  I want full up
and down strokes.  Hurry!  Give it to me!"

  She was a talented wench, and her legs were still strong.  She
straddled me, bent her knees into a squat, and pushed her soaked
pussy down fully onto my pole on the first down-stroke.  She
began complete full-length strokes up and down the length of me,
moaning as she stroked it in and out of her muff.

  Almost immediately she told me she was getting ready to cum,
and I allowed her to say all the words necessary to finish.
Squatting over me, fucking my pole, she came on me.  She came
hard, and I felt her cunt muscles contract deliciously around my
manhood, as she did so.  Being small in stature, to my enjoyment
and pleasure her soaked and well-eaten cunt was very tight, and
her slippery pussy lips were snug around my member as she
fucked herself above me.  Fucking Debi was like fucking a 10-
year-old.  Oh, the depravity of that feeling.

  She was fucking me fast in a squatting position, with full hard
thrusts onto my penis.  She increased the speed of her fucking and
came again with the requisite spoken words.  But soon, the heat
between us was too much to bear, and I couldn't wait any longer.  I
sat up, grabbed her, and tossed her backwards onto the bed.  I
spread and climbed between those beautiful thighs and began
fucking her hot pussy for all I was worth.  I yelled out, "Display!"

  She threw her legs wide, once again, and gave me unrestricted
access to her treasures.  I slammed repeatedly into her hole,
pounding it like I had never had a cunt in my life.  Debi is one
delicious fuck.  Fireworks included.  I began to sweat heavily from
the heat of my work, but continued the feverish pace for a few
minutes more.

  After a while, I turned her over, pulled her into a kneeling
position, and entered her cunt from behind.  Doggy style, she was
able to fuck me back just as hard as I fucked her.  She pushed back
onto my cock, hard, impaling her pussy over and over on my
length.  Debi doesn't do sex halfway.  Reaching around, I grabbed
a breast in each hand and held on tight as we slammed against each
other.

  I quickly got to the verge of coming, and I wanted something
special, so I told her to get ready to turn around.  When I felt the
first stirrings of my orgasm, I spun her around, jammed my cock
deep into her mouth and spurted my jism, once again, into the back
of her throat.  I soaked her tonsils and didn't have to order her to
drink it.  I came like a fire hose!  She could make a granite statue
cum, I swear.

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

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

  If I hadn't been there and seen it with my own eyes, and felt her
sensual mouth pressure I wouldn't have believed it.  She kept me
hard!  She was so thorough in her ministrations of my cock with
her lips, throat and tongue, that it didn't go soft as it usually did!  I
was still hard!  Raging hard!  Debi really had a talent, but I knew
what she was looking for.  I could see it in her eyes.

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

  I fucked her butt hole fast and hard.  I rode her like a wild beast
as she raised her ass and fucked me back like a rabbit in heat for
almost twenty more minutes.  I didn't have another orgasm right
away, but she got her ass fucked at least as good as the last time.

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

  I remember that before I quit fucking her ass, she had once again
reached around to spread her cheeks for me as before, and she had
several more shuddering orgasms, and topped it off with a
shrieking cum that lasted for a very long time.  She shook in her
orgasms as no other woman I had ever been with.  How she
managed to remember to say all the proper words was beyond me,
but from that day on, she never forgot to say the right words each
and every time she had to cum. She learned well.

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

  By the time we were finished with this last episode, we were
both soaked in sweat and cum.  But now, it was training time for
Debi.  I didn't want to waste another 2-hour nap session, so I
pulled my prick out of her ass, spun her over, and pushed her head
down between my legs.  I told her to suck on my cock.  She was
told to lick it clean.  Without hesitation, she got to work, and in no
time at all, she had used her tongue on my cock and balls, and
cleaned me completely.

  ...Continued...

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