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{ASS} HUNGRY FOR FUSCHIA [4/?] {Hungry Guy, Lady Fuschia} (MF/F Mpov 
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COLLABORATION BY:  Hungry Guy and Lady Fuschia

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* CHAPTER 4 - KATHY COMES FOR A VISIT   *
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    Guy slept late the next morning, as he always does on weekends.  
Before rising, he felt horny, so he started pounding her mouth.  His 
cock grew hard almost instantly from being forced up and down Fuschia's 
throat.  His orgasm built quickly, and he was soon flooding her 
esophagus with his hot seed as her body began bucking under him.

    Thus satisfied, he climbed off her as she gasped for breath.  

    Without removing the ring from her mouth, he led her over to his 
slave machine and shackled her into it once again.  With her face 
framed in what looked like a toilet bowl, he peed into her mouth whilst 
standing above her.  The ring in her mouth held her mouth conveniently 
open for him.  

    Then he went downstairs to get some breakfast and play his new game 
a little more.

    By afternoon, he was hungry again, so he made himself some lunch, 
then went back upstairs.

    That night, he stood over her and gave her a drink then removed her 
from the machine and brought her into the shower with him.

    "Wash me," he commanded her.

    "Yes sir," she answered, and dutifully washed his body, and 
scrubbed his hair.  

    He then did the same for her, and instructed her to rinse her mouth 
out thoroughly with mouthwash.

    Thus cleansed, he brought he back into her bedroom whereupon he 
strapped her down to his bed with her legs in a "V" against the 
headboard and her arms up over her head shackled and tied to the 
footboard with rope.  But instead of mounting her, he squatted over her 
face.  

    "Fuschia," he said.  "My bum is clean, but I want you to clean it 
again for me."

    "Master!" she squeaked.

    He merely sat on her face.  "Lick my bum hole clean, slave."   

    He sat there for a moment, waiting...waiting.  Then he felt it.  He 
felt her first tentative lick.  "Oh yes!" he said.  "That's good!  Keep 
doing that!"

    He sat on her face for nearly a minute while she licked his 
asshole, even pushing her tongue up into it gently a few times.

    When her face started to turn blue, he fell off her as she let out 
a long gasp.  After letting Fuschia catch her breath, he placed a fresh 
clean ring into her mouth, climbed into bed, mounted her, and slid his 
member into her mouth.

    He rested his head on her muff and squirted a trickle of piss into 
Fuschia's mouth when his mobile phone rang.  

    Without moving off Fuschia, he reached over to his bed table and 
picked up the phone.  "Hello?"

    "Hi Guy!" said a high-pitched voice on the other end.

    "Hi Kathy!"

    "How are you doing?"

    "I'm doing just fine, Kathy!  You?"

    "I miss you, Guy!"  

    "Awww!  It's been, what?  A year since our little fling?  I miss 
you too, Kathy!"

    "Really?  Can I see you again?"

    "I'd love to see you again, Kathy!" Guy said in a teary voice, then 
added in a stern voice, "Aaron hasn't beaten you again, has he?" 

    "No, my marriage is getting better!  Really!  Everything's getting 
better!  Dr. Mangla helped me find a job at a hospital that's sending 
me to school to get my RN." 

    "That's great, Kathy!  So you're still screwing Pawan on the side, 
then?"

    "Yeah, but Annie's still first in his life, and Aaron's been in 
Atlanta on railroad business for the past week.  When he comes home 
this weekend, the railroad is reassigning him to Virginia right after 
that."

    "Why don't you go with him?"  

    "I can't uproot my kids, Guy!  You should know that better than 
anyone!"  

    "Yeah," said Guy with a sigh.  "I know that..."

    "Aaron knows that I can't be nailed down to one man--I told him 
that when I married him--just like I told Paul, and just like I told 
you when I answered your sex survey on your _Hungry Guy_ story site 
back when Aaron and I were looking for swing partners to go with us to 
_Eros Connection."_

"Yeah..."

    "Guy!  Listen to me!  Can you come out to Berea for a few days?"

    "What!" said Guy.

    "Listen!" said Kathy.  "Paul's been at a surgeon's convention all 
week.  He took Annie with him instead of me, and I'm so jealous!"

    "Well..." Guy started to say.

    "I'm so lonely and horny I can't stand it, Guy!  Please come!  I'll 
pick you up at the Amtrak station in Cleveland after I drop Aaron off 
at the airport, and we can a room at that hotel behind DD on the corner 
of Bagley and Engel.  Just like last year!"

    "Well, Kathy, I just got back from Europe a couple of weeks ago, 
and I don't have any vacation days left at work.  Why don't you come 
out to Rensselear on the Lakeshore Limited?  I have a surprise I think 
you'll like!"

    "What surprise?"

    "I can't tell you!" Guy giggled.  "It's a surprise!"

    "Well, okay.  I'll come out for a day or two.  I have to see you 
again, Guy!  I miss you so much!"

    "I miss you, too, Kathy!  But what about the little ones?"

    "I'll see if my mom or my sister can watch the little ones.  They 
each owe Aaron about fifty bucks!  And Dennis still has to finish 
laying that floor for me upstairs.  So maybe he can watch the kids at 
the same time."

    "Okay, then.  I'll see you next week?"

    "Yeah!  You'll pick me up at the station?"

    "I sure will, Kathy!"

    "Or maybe I'll drive out in the minivan!"

    "You still have that van?"

    "Yeah!  The kids love it!  Thanks again for helping me buy it!  You 
were so good to me!  I owe you so much, Guy!"

    "I... Er..."

    "Oh!  I gotta go!  My little guy wants me to read him a story about 
animals.  I love you, Guy!"

    "I love you too, Kathy!"

    When Guy hung up the phone, he realized that his cock had grown 
hard down Fuschia's throat.  Fuschia was struggling violently against 
her bonds and bucking under him.  He didn't even notice.  

    Thinking of that wonderful night in Ohio with Kathy, Guy began 
pumping Fuschia's throat with such force that he came almost instantly.  
Feeling his hot seed fill Kathy's pussy, or rather, Fuschia's throat 
felt so satisfying just then.  

    Thus spent, he rested his head on Fuschia's crotch and drifted off 
to sleep.  

    ###

    The next morning, Guy rolled off Fuschia and said, "You know, there 
are still a couple of holes I haven't fucked yet."

    "I can't imagine which ones," said Fuschia with a laugh.

    He unbuckled the posture collar from around her neck so that he 
could turn her head sideways.  Then he straddled her head and pressed 
the tip of his cock into her ear.  His hand went to work and, after a 
minute or so, he was flooding her ear canal with his hot seed.  

    After his last spurt, he slid off and asked, "That wasn't so bad, 
was it?"

    "What?" she said.

    "Turn your head the other way so you can hear me.  Your ear is full 
of cum!"

    "That felt strange, Master," said Fuschia.

    "I'll do the other ear some other time," he said.  Then, after 
giving Fuschia a pee to drink, he brought Fuschia into his dungeon and 
strung her up once again.  

    This time, he suspended a 4-pound weight from her pussy.  

    "Master!" she shrieked.  "That's too heavy!  I can't hold it!"

    "You know what'll happen if you drop it," he said and left the 
room.

    To Guy's surprise, Fuschia held the weight by her pussy muscles all 
day.  When he released her that night, he said, "That was excellent, 
Fuschia!  You're getting strong down there!  I've got a really good 
reward for you tonight!"

    "Yes, Master?" she asked.

    "Yes, indeed, lovely Fuschia!"  Guy removed his slave from the 
contraption and led her into his bedroom.

    Shackling her to the bed, spread eagle, with her head resting on a 
pillow at the head of the bed, he pulled the ropes taut until she 
gasped.  

    "Master!" she gasped as he sat on her chest with a rope in his 
hands, and reached for her throat.  Guy slid the rope around her neck 
and tied it tightly so that it visibly squeezed her neck.

    Fuschia stared at him for a silent moment with bulging eyes while 
he crawled down her torso and settled his face between her legs at her 
crotch.   

    He slowly licked up the seam of her pussy, from just above her bum 
hole to her clit.  Of course, she was soaking wet, no doubt about it, 
and he swallowed the copious amounts of female juice that filled his 
mouth from that one lick.   

    He had to act quickly, as he had to do the previous time he had 
done this to her, so he moved his lips to her clit straight away, and 
began sucking.  He drew her engorged nub into his mouth and sucked it 
in and out, in and out, over and over again.  After barely a moment, 
she began quaking and bucking to his oral manipulations.  Her utter 
silence reminded him of the haste to which he needed to proceed.  
Swallowing the last of her juices, he released his oral grasp of her 
most intimate flesh, and quickly crawled up her body and untied the 
rope from around her neck.  Her face had already started to turn blue 
as her breath exploded.  The color quickly returned to her face as she 
gasped for breath.  

    As she caught her breath, he pushed his hips down and entered her.  
Fuschia's strengthened pussy muscles evoked a gasp from his lips as he 
felt her tight grip on his member deep inside her.  He wrapped his 
fingers around her neck as he began pumping her.  He pressed his thumbs 
against her windpipe as he felt his orgasm building rapidly.  At once, 
he exploded into her while her mouth quivered in silence.  Their mutual 
gaze locked together as he grunted over and over again with every shot 
of spunk into her pussy while she lay there breathless and helpless 
under him.  Her eyes had grown droopy and distant by the time he had 
shot his load and regained conscious control of his body.  

    Guy untied her, save for a collar around her ankle chained to her 
cage, and they snuggled off to sleep together, arms and legs entwined.   

    ###

    The next morning, guy simply told Fuschia to lie on her back with 
her head hanging off the edge of the bed.  He squatted over her face, 
slid his cock into her mouth and relieved himself.  

    He then placed her in his slave machine, shackled securely with her 
head inside the seat box, then took his shower and headed off to work.

    His day was uneventful except for some developer's looping program 
that buggered Intertest and crashed CICS a couple of times.  But after 
disabling the transaction in CEDA, Z/OS remained stable the rest of the 
day.

    After leaving work, Guy got on I-90 and crossed the river to 
Rensselear and parked at the Amtrak station.  The Lakeshore Limited 
from Cleveland was as abysmally late as usual, and it had arrived into 
Rensselear at about 4:30.  

    Kathy ran into Guy's arms as he walked into the waiting area.  
Their kiss lasted for five minutes while Guy ran his hands through her 
short blonde hair and played with her ponytail.  "I missed you, Kathy!"

    "I missed you too, Guy!  But we only have a couple of days to be 
together again.  Let's make the most of it!" 

    "Okay, let's go!" said Guy.

    "And what's this surprise?" Kathy giggled.

    "You'll see," said Guy,

    During their drive across the Hudson and west on I-90, Kathy's cell 
phone bleeped.  "Kathy, you there?" a voice blared out with a slight 
midwestern accent.  

    "Shhh," Kathy put her finger to her lips.  "It's Aaron," she 
whispered.

    "Kath, you there?" the voice became more insistent.  "Kathryn!" he 
yelled through the phone.  Aaron soon gave up and the phone went 
silent.  

    They arrived at Guy's house soon thereafter.  Guy led Kathy 
upstairs to his bedroom where she dropped her bag on his bed.  "Looks 
just like I remember it from two years ago!"

    "Yeah, I never got around to changing the ugly wallpaper," said 
Guy.  "And now for the surprise," 

    "Yeah!"      

    Guy led Kathy into his spare bedroom where Fuschia lay shackled, 
strapped, and enclosed in Guy's slave machine.

    Kathy let out a shriek.  "Holy shit!  Who's that?"

    "That's my slave," said Guy.  "I bought her at a slave auction in 
London last month."

    "Holy fuck!  And she doesn't mind you bringing other girls home?"

    "She's a slave.  She doesn't have anything to say about what, or 
who, I do!  Say 'Hi!' to Fuschia, Kathy."

    Kathy walked up to the toilet seat and looked down.  "Hi Fuschia," 
said Kathy.

    "Hello Kathy," said Fuschia.

    Kathy looked back over at Guy.  "Now what?" said Kathy.

    "Actually, now, I have to take a pee," said Guy.  He walked up to 
the toilet, dropped his pants, and pissed directly onto Fuschia's face.  
Fuschia scrunched her eyes and mouth closed while his pee dribbled down 
her face, saturated her hair, ran through the drain, and dripped 
noisily into the plastic pan underneath the toilet box that enclosed 
Fuschia's head.

    Guy zipped his pants back up, held out his palm toward Fuschia, and 
said, "You probably need to go too, Kathy."

    Kathy gasped, "I don't know about that, Guy."

    "Why?  That's what she's there for.  You told me you were with a 
woman once, and that you liked it."

    "But that was years and years ago."  

    "Oh, go ahead!  Try it!"

    "But her face is dirty with your piss," said Kathy.

    "Jeez!" said Guy.  He walked into the bathroom, wetted a washcloth 
with warm water and went over and wiped Fuschia's face clean.  
"There!" said Guy.

    Kathy stepped up to the seat and turned her back to Fuschia's face.  
She pulled down her brown scrub pants and her pink thong.  Fuschia 
gasped for a split second before Kathy sat her naked ass on Fuschia's 
face.

    "Now just make sure you're pointed into her mouth, and just pee."

    "Can you leave the room, Guy?" 

    "Sure," said Guy with a laugh.

    Guy waited outside the bedroom for a couple of minutes until Kathy 
opened the door.  From inside the toilet box, Fuschia was making the 
strangest gagging sounds.  Kathy said, "I had to pee pretty bad," and 
gave Guy a quick kiss. 

    Guy grabbed Kathy and pressed his mouth to hers while pulling her 
to the bed.  He pulled the bedding back and pulled Kathy into the bed 
with him into his arms.  

    Guy gently pressed Kathy onto her back and climbed upon her.  

    "Eat me first!" she whispered.  "Get me wet!"

    "You're not wet yet?"

    "No, silly!  That's your job!"

    "Fuschia's always wet for me, but okay, I'll make you wet!"

    "Aaron hardly ever gives me head.  And Doctor Mangla never does.  
He says oral sex is disgusting and unhealthy."

    "Really?  I thought Indians were into the Kama Sutra and all that."

    Kathy just shrugged.

    "Okay," said Guy.  _"Hungry Guy_ to the rescue!"  Guy crawled down 
and slid his tongue into Kathy's crack and licked up and down before 
finding the magic button and sucking it into his mouth.  Before long, 
he was playing Kathy like a trumpet.  

    After giving Kathy an orgasm, Guy crawled up and lay upon her.  
Kissing her, he slid his hardened member into her and began pumping 
her.  Before long, he exploded inside her while she screamed out her 
continuing orgasm.

    Spent, Guy lay his head upon her shoulder.  Kathy rubbed her cheek 
against Guy's and whispered "Good night."

    "You want to clean off, first?"

    "Sure," said Kathy.  "Go get a towel."

    "I got something better than a towel!" said guy and pulled on 
Kathy's hand while climbing out of bed.

    Kathy giggled while Guy led her into the spare bedroom.  To 
Fuschia, he said, "You're now to be a human bidet."  Then to Kathy he 
said, "Make the slave lick you clean."

    "Uhm, okay," said Kathy.  Kathy walked over and sat on Fuschia's 
face once again.  

    "Lick Kathy clean, Fuschia," said Guy.

    At once, Kathy spasmed.  "Oh my!" she said.

    A moment later, Kathy was squirming and panting whilst sitting upon 
the toilet.  "Oh!  Oh!  Oh!" she moaned.

    Kathy then stood and fell into Guy's arms.  "That was fantastic!" 
she said.  

    "Well, a girl should know best how to give pleasure to a girl," 
said Guy.  "Now it's my turn," he said and sat on Fuschia's face and 
slid his softening member through her lips.  "Lick my cock clean, 
Fuschia."

    Guy breathed heavily for a few moments while Fuschia sucked the mix 
of his cum and Kathy's secretions from his member.  

    Thus cleaned, he stood and took Kathy by the hand and then returned 
to bed where they fell to sleep entangled in each other.

    ###

    Kathy and Guy awoke late the next morning in each other arms.  
Donning bathrobes, they went downstairs for a bite of brunch.  After 
their fill of cinnamon toast and bacon, the kissing began again.  

    "Shall we return to bed?" asked Kathy.

    "Sounds like a plan!" said Guy.

    As they reached the top of the stairs, Guy said, "Just a second, I 
gotta take a pee," and entered the spare bedroom.

    "I'll sit so as not to get her face dirty this time," said Guy.

    Fuschia whimpered as Guy sat on her face and slid his soft member 
into her mouth.  Guy sighed slowly as he let his bladder drain into 
Fuschia's throat.  

    Done, Guy pulled his member, which had grown hard, out of Fuschia's 
mouth.  

    Kathy licked her lips and walked over to Guy,  "Let's not let that 
boner go to waste, Guy!" and sat on his lap.

    Still sitting on Fuschia's face, Guy leaned back, while Kathy 
squirmed on his lap and slid his hard member into her.  

    Guy began thrusting his hips while Kathy rocked up and down and, 
before, long, both their bodies were quaking in a mutual orgasm.

    "Oh Kathy!"

    "Oh Guy!"

    "Oh Kathy!"

    "Oh Guy!"

    Their shared orgasm continued dangerously long for Fuschia.  By the 
time they had expended themselves, Fuschia was gasping for breath while 
her face was a slimy mess of a mix of Guy's cum and Kathy's feminine 
juices.

    Hand in hand, Guy and Kathy returned to bed and spent the rest of 
the day snuggling, petting, and kissing.  

    While taking a dinner break downstairs, Kathy said, "You know I 
have to go home tomorrow."

    "Why so soon?" asked Guy.  

    "I had to pay the older ones to watch the little ones.  I can't 
stay all week.  I'm sorry, Guy."

    "Yeah," sighed Guy.  "Something always cuts our time together 
short.  Just like the old days."

    "Please don't be mad at me, Guy."

    "I'm not mad," he said.  "Just disappointed.  Like always."

    Kathy smiled, "Let's bring Fuschia into bed with us tonight!  
Okay?"

    "Okay," said Guy.  "She'll like that."

    "Me too!" said Kathy softly.

    A little later, Guy released Fuschia from the slave machine and the 
three of them were squeezed into the shower stall.  They each took 
turns washing the other two until they were all squeaky-clean.  

    Guy shackled Fuschia down to the bed as usual, with her legs up in 
a "V" against the headboard and her arms outstretched tied to the legs 
of the bed.

    "Okay, Kathy," said Guy, "Why don't you get on her?"

    "On her?" asked Kathy.  "How do you mean?"

    "It's called a dogpile.  Lie on her on your back with your butt 
pressed against her chin.  Then I'm going to fuck you."

    Kathy did so and rested the back of her head on Fuschia's crotch 
with her ass pressed up tightly against Fuschia's chin.  

    Guy then climbed into bed upon Kathy as Fuschia let out an "Oof!" 
from the combined weight of Kathy and Ben upon her.   

    "This is weird!" said Kathy,

    Guy kissed Kathy and said, "Need me to get you wet?"

    "Yeah!"

    Guy crawled down between Kathy's legs and met Fuschia's upside-down 
gaze nestled between Kathy's thighs. 

    Guy kissed Fuschia and then began licking on Kathy's clit.

    Guy got Kathy on the verge of her climax and then stopped.

    "Hey!" shouted Kathy.

    Guy just grinned and crawled up onto Kathy.  Arching his hips down 
into Kathy's crotch, he slid his cock into Fuschia's mouth and began to 
pump.  

    He brought himself almost to orgasm in Fuschia's mouth, then slid 
his rock-hard member into Kathy's waiting pussy. 

    With just a couple more thrusts, both Guy and Kathy exploded 
together.

    "Oh!  Oh!  Oh!" they both screamed in unison.

    Panting heavily, Guy let his, now, limp member, drop out of Kathy's 
soaking pussy and slid it into Fuschia's mouth once again.  

    "Lick me clean, Fuschia," said Guy between kisses with Kathy.

    A moment later, Guy and Kathy rolled off Fuschia, who let out an 
explosive gasp of breath.

    "What do you want Fuschia to do for us next, Kath?" asked Guy.

    "That was excellent!  I don't know what can top that."

    "Sure you do!"

    "Okay," Kathy Giggled.  "Can Fuschia eat me?" 

    "Sure!" said Guy and unshackled Fuschia.

    Kathy then lay on her back while Fuschia crawled down between 
Kathy's legs and began sucking.  

    "What about you?" asked Kathy to Guy.

    Guy leaned over Kathy's chest and began sucking on one of Kathy's 
nipples.  

    After mere moments, Kathy began bucking wildly.  "Oh!  Oh!  Oh God!  
Oh man!  Shit!  This is incredible!  Oh God!"

    Kathy's second orgasm continued on and on as Guy leaned farther to 
suck her other nipple.  

    "Now it's my turn!" said Guy.

    Fuschia leaned up and said, "Yes, Master?"

    Kathy dropped her head back on the pillow with a satisfied 
"Ahhhhh!"

    Guy picked up the fob on his bed table and pressed the button.  
Fuschia let out a shriek.  "You keep sucking, slave!" said Guy to 
Fuschia.

    Fuschia immediately dropped her face back down into Kathy's crotch.

    "What'd you do to her?" asked Kathy.

    Guy laughed. "Just one of my toys for keeping slaves obedient."

    "I'm glad I'm not one of your slaves!" said Kathy.

    "Maybe not, but you owe me now!" said Guy and swung a leg over 
Kathy's head.

    "I guess you want a blowjob, huh?"

    "Yup!" said guy and lowered his butt to Kathy's face and slid his 
cock into her mouth.

    Resting his weight on her head, his cock slid all the way into her 
mouth and down her throat.  

    He felt Kathy's throat muscles massage his cockhead, and before 
long he was shooting his load directly into her esophagus.  "Ah!  Ah!  
Ah!" he moaned again and again.  

    Thus spent, he fell off Kathy, who let out an explosive breath, but 
who was also quaking from her own orgasm through Fuschia's 
manipulations.

    "Okay!  Okay!  Enough!  Enough!" Kathy panted and squeezed 
Fuschia's face out of her crotch between her thighs.

    Guy grabbed Fuschia's hand and pulled her back up next to him, 
cradling himself between the warmth of Kathy's and Fuschia's bodies.

    The three of them fell to sleep entangled in a spider web of arms 
and legs.

    ###

    The next morning, Kathy said to Fuschia, "Last night was 
excellent!"

    "I enjoyed it too!" said Fuschia.

    "Would you like me to pay you back?"

    "What do you mean?" asked Fuschia.

    "I'll eat you if you'd like me to.  Or at least I'll try." 

    "If master approves," said Fuschia.

    "Go for it!" said Guy.  "I'll watch!"

    Kathy crawled down between Fuschia's legs, and then Fuschia 
squirmed around and put them both into the 69 position.  

    Guy watched as the two women ate each other.  Before long, they 
were both moaning as their bodies writhed against each other's.  They 
kept it up for nearly a half-hour before they fell apart exhausted and 
panting.  

    "Now your turn!" said Kathy to Guy.

    "Huh?" said Guy.

    "Double blowjob!" said Kathy to Fuschia.

    "Sure!" said Fuschia, and a moment later the two women had pushed 
Guy onto his back and they were both sucking on his member.

    Guy was panting so heavy at the incredible sensation that he came 
almost instantly, shooting his wad into both of their mouths together 
pressed together in a girl-girl kiss over the head of his cock.

    Two tongues massaging his cockhead and licking up his cum was the 
most incredible feeling of a lifetime and he came again and again and 
again.

    After great effort, his balls finally drained, and the two girls 
crawled up and fell together in a three-way embrace for the rest of the 
morning.

    "Oh, look at the time!" said Kathy glancing up at the clock on the 
bed table.

    "You gotta go, Kath?"

    "Yeah," said Kathy with a sob.

    Kathy got up out of bed and rooted through her bag while Guy put 
Fuschia into her cage.

    "You keep her in a cage?  Like an animal?" said Kathy a she pulled 
on a pair of jeans.

    "Yeah!  Or my slave machine, or one of my other toys," said Guy.

    A little later, Guy drove Kathy to the Amtrak station where, after 
a long teary kiss, they announced the Lakeshore Limited to Cleveland 
and points west.

    "Goodbye Guy!"

    "Bye Kathy!"

    They kissed once again before she passed through the gate to the 
escalator to the platform below.

    Guy returned home and let Fuschia out of her cage and brought her 
into bed with him.  

    "She was an ex-girlfriend, I take it," said Fuschia as they 
snuggled together.

    "Not really," answered Guy.  "We had a brief fling for about a 
month last year.  At the time, she wanted to leave her husband.  We'd 
talked off and on about something more permanent, even made plans for 
her to move in with me with her kids.  And maybe even..."

    "Even?" said Fuschia.

    Guy sighed.  "But then she fell in love with someone new all of a 
sudden--a doctor at the nursing home she worked at--and that was the 
end of all our plans."  

    "Awww," said Fuschia.  "How heartless!"

    "Yeah," shrugged Guy.  "She has no sense of commitment, but she was 
a good fuck!  But you're a better fuck, Fuschia!"

    "Thanks!" giggled Fuschia.  "I think!"

    "And she would have brought problems with her," said Guy.  "One of 
her kids is retarded and demands constant attention, and the two teens 
have had run-ins with the police for shoplifting."

    "That's not good," said Fuschia.

    "Now that I'm over her and can think clearly about what I was 
getting myself into," said Guy, "I probably escaped a life of hell with 
her."

    "Probably," said Fuschia.  She grinned wide and added, "You're 
better off having purchased me."

    "Yup!" said Guy.  He then kissed Fuschia and, after a bit of 
cuddling, they fell to sleep entangled together.

    ###

    Over the following weeks, Guy continued to string Fuschia up to his 
pussy weight trainer and gradually increased the weight that Fuschia 
had to hold from her pussy.  

    On the day that she had successfully held a 31 pounds of weight 
from her pussy all day long, he shackled her to his bed that night.  

    Mounting her, he faced her and said, "For completing the weight 
training, you've earned a special treat tonight, Fuschia."

    "What?" she asked.

    Without answering, he began kissing her.  He slowly crawled down 
her body and suckled on her nipples; first one, then the other, then 
back again.  By the time he had alternated a few times, she was gasping 
and moaning and pulling against her bound shackles as if on the verge 
of an orgasm.  

    He then crawled down and sucked on her bellybutton for a while 
before sliding his mouth into the seam between her legs.  Of course, 
she was wet already.  He lapped up her pussy juices as he sucked her 
clit into his mouth and just held it there for a while.  Fuschia's body 
quivered as he held her clit in his mouth for nearly a minute.  When he 
licked it gently, her body exploded.  He continued to lick the little 
nub gently, drawing wave after wave of ecstasy from Fuschia's body.  

    His cock was so hard in anticipation.  He crawled back up her body 
and rested himself upon her and entered her.  

    "Squeeze me," he said.

    Then, _GAAAA!_  He had never felt anything so tight before.  If he 
weren't on the verge of an orgasm, it would be almost painful.  He 
didn't even have to thrust; she squeezed his cock so tightly that he 
just exploded into her over and over again.

    Even after his climax ended, Fuschia continued to grasp Guy's cock 
in her iron pussy grip.  They kissed a while before Guy rested his head 
next to hers and drifted off to sleep.

    ###

    The next morning, he put Fuschia in her cage while he got to work.  
As Fuschia lay in her cage with trepidation, guy measured and cut the 
lumber.  

    "What are you building, Master?" she asked in a trembling voice.

    "Something for you," he said with a grin.  "Or for me.  Depending 
on how you look at it."

    Fuschia stared at him, wide eyed, as he got to work it.  The 
project was fairly simple to build.  When he finished it a few hours 
later, he had built a wooden box 4 feet long, by 2 feet wide by 2 feet 
tall.  He cut the top sheet of plywood down the middle, lengthwise, 
with a 6-inch hole in the middle.  He cut and stapled an old blanket to 
each of the pieces to make a padded surface on the top.  

    Inside, he placed a foam mattress pad on the bottom, cut to 4 by 8, 
and then lined it with a plastic shower curtain.

    "Come on out!" he finally said to Fuschia as he unlocked the cage.

    She glanced rapidly back and forth between Guy and the new box 
several times.  "What is that?" she finally asked.

    "You'll like it, sweet slave Fuschia!" he said.  "But first, I want 
you to vacuum up the dust and put my tools away while I go downstairs 
for a bite."

    After lunch, he returned to find the room neat and clean.  "Good 
girl!" he said and gave her a quick kiss.  

    He pushed the box against the window and bade for her to step 
inside the open box and kneel in it.  He then placed the two padded 
pieces on the top, closing them around her neck, which passed through 
the hole.  When he latched the two pieces in place, it looked like her 
disembodied head was sitting in the middle on top of a wooden table.

    He had brought upstairs a pitcher of iced tea, a glass, and a 
souvenir picture book that he had purchased during a trip to Ireland a 
few years ago.  He set the travel book on the table, pulled his jeans 
and jockeys off, and climbed upon the box.  

    Crawling up to Fuschia's head, he slid his cock into her mouth and 
then wrapped his legs around the back of her head and squeezed tightly.  
Only the very top of her head was visible as part of his lap.  

    "Suck me off, Fuschia," he told her.

    She actually didn't have much choice, for his member had grown hard 
in anticipation, and she would need to suck him off--and quickly--in 
order to breathe again.

    The suction on his cock felt wonderful, while her sucking motion 
massaged the shaft of his penis.  He came quickly.  Having his cock in 
a woman's mouth always has that effect on him.  Her throat muscles 
massaged the head as he filled her throat with his ejaculate.  

    Finally satisfied, he picked up the thick, colorful book and began 
flipping through it.  Each section of the book described the sights to 
see in each of the towns and cities of Ireland: the Guinness 
Storehouse, Trinity College, and the Dublin Zoo in Dublin; The Blarney 
Castle in Cork; the Lakes of Killarney; Mizen Head Signal Station, a 
beautiful cliff-side resort at Ireland's southernmost point near 
Goleen, and in the summertime you can sometimes see a diver or two in 
the ocean; the Cliffs of Moher in Lahinch; Fota Island, and Cobh in 
Cork; Gallagher's Pub in Donegal; the Cliffs of Bunglass in Donegal; 
and Kilkenny Castle in Kilkenny.  His favorite part, however, was the 
section on the Mummers, dancers and performers in bright, colorful 
costumes who reenact folk plays to celebrate the coming of spring. 

    The sights to see in Ireland kept Guy's attention throughout the 
day.  Guy hadn't had to dismount the box at all, for the tea kept the 
thirst away while Fuschia's mouth was a ready receptacle when his body 
was done with it.

    He read well into the evening and finally put the book down to 
watch some TV.  His cock was still thoroughly engulfed by Fuschia's 
throat as he flipped through the cable channels.  He found his favorite 
channel: the Classic TV channel.  It showed classic black and white 
shows from a bygone era:  Dark Shadows, the Perils of Pauline, The Lone 
Ranger, and many others.  

    He watched a few episodes of Leave It To Beaver until his eyes 
demanded sleep.  He opened the box, helped Fuschia out, for her legs 
had gone all tingly in the hours of sitting motionless in Guy's head 
box, and placed her in his slave machine before falling into bed for 
the night.

    * TO BE CONTINUED *


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