 You looked down at Sara and Rebecca, who were both on their
knees in before you. They both wore only pony tails, and you
smiled down at them.

 “Today, we are going to teach Sara some new tricks, yes?” You
asked, circling them as you spoke. You lifted Rebecca’s head on
your hand and looked into her eyes, willing your mind upon hers.

 “Yes, Master.” Rebecca answered, her eyes already beginning to
glaze over.

 You take your cock in one hand, and stroke it a little in
Rebecca’s face, and you can see her body tense and her breathing
become deep. You place the head of your semi-hard cock on her
lips.

 Obediently, she opens her mouth and flicks her tongue towards
the head of your cock, and you lean forward, shoving it into her
mouth. She closes her lips, and moans in her throat as the warm
liquid begins to flow from you down into her belly.

 She swallows hungrily, her eyes lost in a sea of submission.
“You love drinking piss, don’t you, you little piss slut.”

 “Yes, Master.” Rebecca said, after you withdrew your cock. She
looked longingly at it.

 “What are you?”

 “I’m your piss slut, Master.” Rebecca’s voice was a trembling
whisper, full of lust, longing and possession. You stroked your
hand along the side of Rebecca’s face and gave her right cheek a
soft slap. She shivered and moaned, leaning her face into your
hand. You pushed her away, and stepped to the side, and your
sub’s pretty blue eyes floated to the floor, lonely.

 You stood before Sara and glared down at the girl. She trembled
slightly, unsure of herself. You shoved your cock into her lips,
and she parted them slightly, licking the head and tasting
remnants of the urine Rebecca’s didn’t clean off. The young
brunette wrinkled her nose and backed away, licking her lips to
remove the taste from them.

 You grab Sara’s pony tail and shove her face into your crotch.
You told her to smell you, and you ran her nose along your sex,
between your thighs, and you had to spread your legs a little as
you stood there with her hair in your fist. You could hear her
gulping, and felt moisture on your leg, so you tugged back on her
head and saw a few small tears glistening down her face.

 Something inside you moved, tingled, at the sight of the tears.
They are so beautiful. Even more so when they are streaming down
the face of a fifteen year old over-sexed slut-in-training.
However, you didn’t want to scar the poor girl, so you asked her
if she would feel more comfortable with Rebecca helping her
through the process.

 After the teenager nodded, you motioned for Rebecca to move over
towards Sara, and she complied. It didn’t take you long to get
them in the perfect position. Sara and Rebecca were facing each
other, both kneeling, their bellies flat and touching. Their
breasts pushed against each other’s and their faces were cheek to
cheek, so that both girls faced you. Sara’s hands were around
Rebecca’s waist, and were bound together; Rebecca had the same
thing done with her hands around Sara. Then, you had looped an
old belt around their waists, and pulled it taut, pushing the two
females into one entity. Each one had her legs partially spread,
and they were intertwined; Rebecca was kneeling over one of
Sara’s legs, and Sara over one of Rebecca’s. Each girl leaked
cunt juice onto the other’s thigh.

 Satisfied, you stepped back to look at your creation. Beautiful.
You grabbed up your digital camera and took a few pictures, the
girls trembling with desire at each click. Rebecca started to
shake, her eyes closed and her breathing stopped. With flushed
skin, she silently came and exhaled deeply. A quiet “Thank you,
Master” followed.

 “You’re welcome, slut.” You said to her, loving how easily your
little cum-bucket can gain pleasure from your activities.

 Setting the camera down, you walked over to the girls, and again
stroked your cock into their faces. Both mouths opened, tongues
poking through soft, wet lips, eager and welcoming your cock. You
rested the head of your cock against Rebecca’s lips and let your
piss steam out in a small burst. She opened wide, gulping,
licking, trying to get it all in her mouth; but she didn’t
swallow it. Instead she turned her head and kissed Sara,
close-mouthed. Slowly, the older woman worked the teen into an
open-mouth kiss, and with her tongue, pushed some of her Master’s
piss into Sara’s mouth. The girl was so into the kiss with her
older playmate that she eagerly drank down the warm liquid
without thought or revulsion. You let more go, and the stream hit
the girls as they kissed. They turned to you with their mouths
open, and tried to lap up as much of the piss as they could as is
streamed into their mouths, down their faces, and over their
breasts. By the time you were done pissing on them, even their
cunts dripped liquid gold.

 Rebecca turned to face Sara, and began to lick your piss off the
younger girl’s face and neck. Cock still in hand, you jacked
yourself a bit, feeling it grow at the sight of your mistress
licking your piss off a fifteen year old. You needed to cum,
badly.

 You untied Rebecca’s hands, and helped the girls to stand. Then,
you laid Sara on her back on the bed, with Rebecca lying on Sara,
still bound to her. They hung close to the edge of the bed, and
you stood behind them. With a force driven by animalistic need,
you shoved your hard cock deep into Sara and pounded her
relentlessly for a full five minutes. You pulled out of the young
one, and plunged deep into Rebecca’s cunt; it didn’t take long
before the woman was silently cumming once again. You took turns
pounding each girl for a few strokes, easing your cock from one
wet cunt to the other, and eventually your need grew so strong
you had to release. You undid the belt, untied Sara’s hands and
rolled Rebecca off the pretty brunette.

 “I’m going to cum in you baby. First, I want you to cum for me,
and then I’m going to cum in you. Do you know why?” You breathed
heavily as you fucked her tight teenage pussy.

 She shook her head.

 “I’m going to fill your flat little belly up with my seed. What
comes after that, little slut?” You pushed her further up on the
bed, crawled between her legs and leaned down over her, so you
could give her a small kiss on the lips.

 “I… I will get pregnant…?” She mused aloud, choosing the only
answer that made sense to her at the time. Her breathing became
harder as you pushed your cock deeper and deeper. You could tell
she was getting close, so you continued on steadily as she
grabbed your shoulders and threw her head as far bask as the bed
would allow. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she came, and she
moaned loudly.

 “Thank you… Master?” She’d never used the title before, but
followed Rebecca’s earlier lead and tried it on.

 “You’re very welcome, slut. And yes… you will get pregnant.” You
kept a steady pace, thrusting in and out, and images of the young
Sara with the pooch of a six-months-pregnant belly danced in your
head.

 “I can have your baby? I will grow big with your baby in me…”
She rolled the thought over. She wasn’t sure if she wanted to
have a baby at fifteen, but the thought of this man’s blood in
her womb gave her thrills.

 “Yes, baby. Yes. You can have my baby.” You tightened your body,
grunted and let go, spilling your cum inside her precious,
fertile womb. You leaned in, gave her another soft kiss on the
mouth, and then rolled off, smiling. Sara and Rebecca stayed
lying on the bed, awaiting your commands.




