A Month Of Sundays - Part 4
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By the time I reached the front door, the vibrations from the dildos in my pussy and ass had me feeling I'd been soundly fucked in both holes with every step it took to get there. I was still thinking about Edward and how deviously he could control my pleasure with his remote device when I opened the door. I was expecting to see one of his male friends but instead, it was a woman. The shock of this sent a chill through my body and my immediate reaction was to try and cover my nakedness, but the yoke attached to my collar held my hands so I was forced to stand there, completely exposed.

"My, my! What do we have here?" the woman grinned.

I blushed deeply. My clit was still tingling from the continued vibrations in my pussy and ass and from the humiliation I was feeling from having another woman seeing me like that. She was tall and angular, dressed in a leather jumpsuit and knee-length black, high-heeled boots. Quite obviously a Mistress, but that didn't lessen my embarrassment at all.

"Is you Master in?" she asked.

"Um, yes. Yes he is ... Mistress," I mumbled sheepishly.

"Well, aren't you going to invite me in? You're not very well trained, are you!" she laughed and tapped a riding crop impatiently against her leg.

"Oh, yes. Sorry. I'm ... " I couldn't think of the right word to explain. "I'm new."

"Well, first thing you should learn, sweetie, is that slaves should always greet me on their knees."

I continued to apologize as I dropped to my knees. The front door remained wide open and I began to worry that somebody walking past the house would be able to see me.

"That's better," the woman said. "Now, go and tell your Master that Mistress Emma is here."

I wasn't sure whether I was allowed to get to my feet again, so I started to crawl away on my knees.

"Slave!"

"Yes ... Mistress?" I suddenly stopped and looked back.

"Were you brought up in a tent?"

"Pardon?" I replied.

"The door. Close the door, you silly girl!"

I scurried on my knees to push the door closed and then crawled off as quickly as I could to find Edward.

"Master, there's a Mistress Emma to see you," I announced.

"I know," Edward smiled.

"You do?"

"Yes. She's standing right behind you."

Both Edward and Mistress Emma laughed in unison.

"Where did you find this delight, Edward?" Mistress asked.

"Online. She's a slave-for-hire."

"She is?" Mistress asked. Her interest was clearly piqued.

"How much does she charge?"

"I have her for the whole day and it will only cost me $300.00!"

"You're kidding!" Mistress roared laughing.

"I'm not kidding!" Edward grinned.

"Girl, you really are new at this, aren't you!" Mistress said, turning her attention to me.

I blushed deeply and felt really foolish. Clearly, I had grossly underestimated the fee I should have charged, but I knew I wasn't in any position to renegotiate it now. I also wanted to explain that I wasn't a "slave-for-hire" but rather a professional bondage model. That too seemed redundant, given my position.

"So, what has Master Edward done with you so far?" Mistress Emma asked. "I can see he has introduced you to that nasty little chastity belt he has all his slaves wear."

I nodded meekly. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Edward pulling the remote control for it from his pocket.

"What setting does he have you on?"

"I ... I don't know ..." I replied.

"It's only on its lowest setting at the moment," Edward chirped in. He handed the remote to Mistress Emma.

"Really?" Mistress raised an eyebrow at me. "What's the matter, Eddie. Are you afraid she'll orgasm or something?"

Edward laughed. "She cums very easily!"

"Really? My, my! A Pleasure Slut, is she?"

Edward smirked at me and then smiled broadly at Mistress Emma. "Yep. A cock-hungry, cum-swallowing pleasure slut!"

"You?" Mistress looked directly into my eyes. "But she looks ... she looks so ... so sweet and innocent!"

"She's already given me two blow jobs! She's sucked me dry for now and I had to invite more cocks over for her to eat!"

"Oh Eddie!" Mistress frowned and playfully mocked Edward. "This sweet little thang sucked your old cock and swallowed your cum?"

"Yep!" Edward's face beamed with satisfaction. "She even sucked my cock after it had fucked her pussy!"

"You did that?" Mistress turned her attention again to me.

I felt thorougly humiliated and filled with a crushing guilt. "Yes," I mumbled.

"I'm going to fuck her ass before the day is out, too!" Edward added.

"Is that true?" Mistress asked me.

"Well, I ..."

"Yes or no!" Mistress suddenly whipped her riding crop across my ass.

I had no choice but to say yes. Mistress gave me a look that was at once pleased with the answer but disgusted with me that I should be willing to do such a thing.

"You're going to let old Eddie here fuck your ass?"

"Um ... I'm not going to ... "

"Yes or no?" Mistress again lashed my unprotected butt cheeks with a stinging blow from her crop.

"Yes!" I yelped.

"You really are a cock-hungry little slut, aren't you!" Mistress laughed. "And are you going to go all goey and cum when he sticks his cock in your ass?"

The question made me shudder with guilt. At the same time as Mistress asked it, she pressed a button on the remote and set the two dildos in me vibrating more vigorously.

"Answer me," Mistress said as she turned up the speed another notch. "Are you going to go all goey and ..."

"Yes!" I moaned loudly and tried to shut out the pleasurable sensations that were now rocking me.

"Eddie is going to stick his cock in your ass ... and you're ... going ... to ... go ... all ... goey ... and ... cum!" Mistress said, raising the level of vibrations with each clearly intoned word.

"Yes! Yes, yes, yes!" I sobbed. My senses were overwhelmed by the pleasure and the pain of the wildly gyrating dildos in my pussy and ass.

"Hell, you're cumming right now at the thought, aren't you!" Mistress squeezed the button on the remote as hard as she could.

Tears filled my eyes and my body spasmed uncontrollably. I felt dizzy and disorientated and couldn't even manage to keep my balance on my knees. My naked body tossed and twisted on the floor, writhing this way and that as I desperately tried to free my hands so I could pull the dildos out of myself. The pleasure became unbearable -- torture. Unrelenting, inescapable torture of the worst kind.

"Please! Mistress, please! Make it stop!" I sobbed loudly.

"What will you do for me if I make it stop?" Mistress taunted me by holding her finger over the controls.

"Anything! Oh please, Mistress! Just make it stop!"

"Alright then."

And with that, the violent vibrations in my pussy and ass suddenly stopped. My ass and pussy felt numb.

"Anything, you say," Mistress smirked at me. "Hmmm ... let me see. I'd really like to see Eddie fuck your ass. But why should he have all the fun. Follow me."

By the time I had managed to get back on my knees and crawl after Mistress Emma, she had already stripped naked and was sitting with her legs draped over the arms of a sofa in the lounge room.

"Over here, slave, and get that pretty mouth of your busy on my cunt," Mistress said.

I quickly glanced back over my shoulder to Edward and hoped he'd tell me I didn't have to obey her. He clearly wasn't going to do this and instead followed behind with his camera, filming my humiliation.

It took a moment to maneuver into position. The bar holding my hands apart rested across the two arms of the sofa and, once Mistress had settled her legs on it, I found myself trapped with her wet, glistening pussy right under my nose.

"Start licking, slave!"

The fear of being punished for disobedience outweighed the replusion I felt at letting my tongue flick out and touch Mistress Emma's pussy. Once the taste of her leaking pussy was on my tongue, there was no way to rid my senses of it without swallowing, which I did. I licked again and traced a line up along the unfurled furrow of her slit. It was like a kitten lapping milk, I thought, except the creamy substance my tongue was collecting tasted nothing at all like milk.

"Jesus Christ, girl! My clit! Suck my clit! Don't you know anything at all about how to pleasure a woman?" Mistress Emma's voice boomed.

The tip of my tongue immediately darted under the hood of Mistress Emma's clit and began exploring the largish slippery bubble of flesh there. I bobbed my head a little bit, trying to capture the evasive thing, occasionally sucking it into my lips.

"I still can't imagine a nice girl like you would enjoy being fucked in the ass by Eddie," Mistress sounded like she was idly chatting. "Eddie, get your cock out and show me just how much of a slut this girl is."

I could feel Edward's hands fidgeting with one of the locks at the back of the chastity belt. Once he had it unhitched, he gently eased the huge dildo out of my tortured ass but left the one in my pussy.

"You don't need any more lubricant, Eddie," Mistress Emma's voice above me said.

Edward's hands felt warm on my hips as he steadied my defenseless ass. The tip of his cock, unlike the dildo that had gone before it, felt warm and slightly soft. But it was still big and once he began forcing it into my ass hole, I realized it was just as hard. He quickly settled into a steady fucking rhythm, ramming his hard cock mercilessly in and out of my burning anus. Each time his cock moved in any direction, I sucked in a large mouthful of Mistress Emma's clit and moaned loudly.

"Not so rough, you stupid little slut!" Mistress said sternly. She grabbed my hair and pulled my head away from her pussy for a moment. "Be gentle!"

I could feel tears forming in my eyes. Mistress was telling me to be gentle while at the same time I had to endure a vigorous and painful ass fucking from Edward. It didn't seem fair. I resumed caressing Mistress Emma's clit and juice filled pussy with my tongue. Each time Edward pumped my ass with his cock, I'd gasp breathlessly but I tried not to let it interrupt the pleasure I hoped I was giving to Mistress.

"Are you cuming yet, slave?" Mistress asked.

"Not yet, Mistress," I managed to say between flicks of my tongue and stabs in my ass from Edward.

"That's good. I don't want you to cum before I do. Is that clear?"

"Yes, Mistress," I mumbled into her wet pussy.

The moment I replied, I felt the dildo in my pussy suddenly begin vibrating again.

"Can you feel that, Eddie?" Mistress asked.

"Shit yeah!" Edward's voice behind me responsed excitedly. "Turn it up!"

I shuddered, both in pain and pleasure as the vibrations in my pussy increased to a violent tempo and Edward's cock plunged deep into my tortured ass. He held it in me like that, obviously enjoying the sensations of the vibrations through the wall of my pussy.

"How are you going there, slave? Not cuming yet?"

"No Mistress!" I gasped and panted breathlessly.

The doorbell suddenly rang.

"Shit!" Edward said. His cock was suddenly withdrawn, leaving my ass hole feeling empty and tingling.

"Keep sucking, slave," Mistress said.

I heard the door open and the voices of men greeting Edward.

"Won't be a minute," I heard Edward say right before feeling his cock plunge back into my ass.

"Hello boys," Mistress said casually. "Eddie's new toy is about to cum for us!"

I heard laugher around me.

"Cum for me, slut! Cum now!" Mistress said. She'd grabbed hold of my hair again, but this time she was pressing my face harder against her sopping wet pussy. Her juices were smeared all over my face -- I could feel them.

"Yeah, slut! Cum for us!" Edward's voice behind me said.

It was all so humiliating and yet I could feel my body responding.

"Are you cuming yet, slut?" Mistress asked -- her voice now shrill with heated passion.

"Yes. Oh yes, Mistress!" I sobbed loudly.

"Fuck me with your tongue!" Mistress moaned.

My tongue stiffened and dove into her frothy wetness. Edward's frenzied fucking of my ass pushed my face hard into Mistress Emma's pussy.

"Yeah!" Edward grunted.

I felt a sudden warmness flooding my ass and realized he'd cum again -- in my ass.

"Ooooh! You nasty little slut!" Mistress Emma said as she unexpectedly pushed my head out of her crotch.

Edward's cock slipped out of my tortured ass and I fell back in a crumpled heap on the carpet. My body was still spasming in the throes of a powerful orgasm -- Mistress Emma's juices smeared all over my face and my ass feeling like it was leaking Edward's jism. Around me stood six tall, muscular men -- all grinning down at me. All of them had their cocks in their hands and they were already arguing about which one would fuck me first or even that I should take three of them at a time. I shuddered but still couldn't stop the ripples of orgasm from washing over me.
