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Barb Wire Teasers
TJ Ryder
Buxom Ballbusters Illustrated Stories
BlackMasters, femdom cuckolding and humiliation!
http://midnightx.com/fpage/fpage.html
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chap 3
Jesse was a little nervous as he watched his gorgeous
wife in her flimsy nightgown as she brushed her hair.
And then, she went to the bureau and opened the top drawer,
as he sucked in his breath. He knew that the Master had
not had finished, in fact his giant cock was even bigger,
and what was worse is his wife despite some oral ministrations,
well, he knew how itchy she was. But all night he had been
hoping she might forget or a guest would interrupt
this ritual he both dreaded and needed.
"You know honey, I think Master might want us both
to please him tonight!"
She paused, arching an eyebrow. "No, I don't think so.
He had both you and Terry serve him earlier. No, I'm certain
by the way he acted this is moment for him and me. She
looked around the contents and smiled.
"But don't worry, you'll be present as usual!"
He gasped as she pulled out a small spool of barb wire!
"Oh good, I was afraid we ran out!"
"Come on, dear. Can't we do something else?"
"Now you know how much Master likes the wire on you!"
"Yes, when his cock is inside you so I can watch!"
he said with a trace of accusation.
She shrugged, "naturally! He's our master after all!"
"Well, you don't exactly help, you do your best to tease me
when I'm wearing that awful stuff. You know how much it hurts?"
"Well of course I do. I hear you after all. But Master
enjoys it so what harm can it do?"
"OOOhhh!"
"Come on, dear. Let's get you ready, Master is very
anxious tonight! I promise afterwards I'll get him to release
you so you can clean us, and maybe if you have anything left,
I can persuade him to let you masturbate on your knees in front
of us!"
He groaned. "Yeah, I'll be raw meat by then, that'll be great!"
"Better than nothing after all!" She cuffed his hands behind
him as he stood over the small wooden burea by the bed, laying his
half hard penis with his swollen testicles on the cool surface,
between the eyehooks. Looking down he saw traces of blood and scratch
marks from last week and he shivered.
"That's a good boy, now Master did say I should make it
a little tighter!" Her nipples were hard as she began, and he
involuntarily got hard as he watched her body.
"That's good, get your little penis hard, good boy!"
"OWWW!"
"Oh stop, if you carry on like that now imagine what you'll be
like later!" her own pussy was moist as she did this, slowly,
making sure each strand dug in a little and there was a barb
right over the center of his phallus. Soon he was helpless and
laced down, his penis crisscrossed with barb wire, as she sighed
and smiled, licking her upper lip.
"OOooh that does look nice and neat, don't you think?"
"Mmmmffffmmfff!" he tried not cry out.
She pranced to the door to inform the master that
he was ready, and it wasn't long before he arrived, grinning
at his half hard cock already pushing into the barbs.
"Nice job babe, how dat feel boy?" he asked with a big grin.
"Awfully tight, master!" he croaked.
'Haw haw, don worry, it gwine get a lot tighter, haw haw!"
Even if he tried to concentrate on something else as they
lay down on the bed, her eager curves mashing to his giant
black muscles, their tongues fencing, he felt his cock quiver.
Then he tried to just shut his eyes. That made it worse, listening
to their passion filled sounds, the sounds of tongues in mouths,
breasts brushing muscles, his wife's deep sighing. His imagination
filled in the rest so he opened the eyes.
His wife broke the embrace just as Rashid was beginning to
fuck her.
"Wait, please darling, you know I need....!" Her need was to
move down his giant black body as he lay on his back,
as he grinned, panting, and raised his legs, and she began to
move her soft lips and tongue over him. Beginning at his seeping
cock, then down, down, spreading his sweaty butt cheeks.
"Oh no," he tried not to look but he had to. In fact his wife
had he knew intentionally put Rashid in a good position for him to
see her, even her sweet lips and tongue in his crack, her eyes
half closing as she murmured, her cheeks getting a blush.
"I need to worship you, master, in front of my husband!"
she said, not caring who heard now, as her lips kissed his puckered
ring. Jesse felt his cock swell, barbs digging in mercilessly, but
it kept swelling.
"Oh yes, master, " she coooeeed, poising her lips over his
anus, her tongue tickling the entrance.
His straining cock erect now, groaning and wincing with the
pain, he knew he couldn't help himself.
She gave his pink ring a few soft kisses, smiled, sighed,
and inserted her pink tongue, into the giant negroe, as he
gaped, the veins on his neck swelling. He needed to cum so bad now
despite the pain, he pushed forward, groaning with the pain of
the barbs digging in. Her tongue pursed further in, as the Master
writhed and moaned, guiding the back of his wife's head.
"mmmm, yes, kiss, slurp!" her mouth buried, her tongue pistoning
in and out, one hand squeezing the base of his giant cock to
prevent a premature ejaculation, and now the cries and moans of
her husband, as he involuntarily moved his cock back and forth
using the friction and the wire to jack off, despite the pain.
He begged them to stop, sobbing and crying, but she smiled and
stuck her tongue up again. Soon he was gasping and sobbing, white
cream running off the top of the bureau mixed with blood.
And they hadn't even started yet!
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Continued in illustrated march 2012 story at midnightx.com.