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This story documents the seduction and eventual enslavement of May, a
sixteen-year-old high school junior, to her unbelievably wealthy
classmate Richard.

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Story codes: teen, exhib, ds, oral, anal, the straight bumpity
Participation combos: f solo, mf, mff

Thanks for reading!


TO HAVE AS MY OWN... 03

SHAMELESS PLUG
The next few days were surprisingly quiet. May neither saw nor heard
anything from Richard. It was uncanny, really. After all she'd done
and let him do to her, it was as if he were finished; his goal
reached. Despite her concerns, she continued going panty-less to
school and kept her mons smooth; spending each day in anticipation of
what may or may not come.

So, she was overjoyed to find a small box in her locker just before
going home on Thursday. Scrawled on the small, nondescript cardboard
box was, "open in your room. -R." Excitedly, she looked around to see
if he was near, but there was nothing but the throng of students
preparing for their daily exodus into the nice September weather. She
quickly stuffed the box into her backpack and rushed back to her house
to open it.

Racing up to her room and then slamming the door behind her, May
tossed her backpack onto the bed and hopped after it. Tugging it open,
she pulled out the little box and placed it in front of her. Her heart
was beating in her chest. Carefully, she lifted the lid, revealing a
small envelope along with a hard plastic item and a tiny bottle of
liquid. She put the items aside and read the letter in the envelope.

"May.

"Tomorrow night you'll be coming to my house to spend the night. I've
talked with your friend Alice, and she's agreed to cover for you. If
your parents call to check up on you, Alice will claim you're in the
bathroom. Then she'll call us and we'll handle it over conference
call. Tell your parents you'll be sleeping over at her house and that
you'll be home Saturday night.

"In the box is a small anal plug. A small bottle of lubricant to make
it easier to get in is also included. Experiment with it all you want
tonight, but I expect it to be inserted all day in school tomorrow.
Expect to be inspected.

"You will ring my doorbell at 6:30pm sharp.

"-R"

May eyed the plastic object. Anal plug? She picked it up and rotated
it in her hand. It was red and dimly translucent. Kind of imposing,
really. Its base was flat and maybe two inches in diameter. From it
extended a prong. It was narrow where it met the base, but it flared
quickly out to about a half inch before tapering gently to a blunt
point. The prong was rounded and smooth, maybe four inches long. She
wondered how she'd keep it in without panties.

Deciding to experiment as Richard had suggested in his letter, she
wanted to be sure that she wouldn't be disturbed. So, as much as it
pained her, she put it back in the box. She hid it under her pillow to
pull back out after she finished dinner and her homework.

When she had finally said her goodnights and shuffled into her room,
it was nearing ten thirty, according to the alarm clock on her night
stand. Later than she had wanted, but early enough. She locked the
door and stripped naked. Throwing herself on her bed, she retrieved
the little box from behind the pillow and pulled it open. She
contemplated the plug in her hands. It looked long, but not so big
around. However, her virgin ass didn't really give her any basis for
comparison.

She picked up the little bottle and flipped the cap. With a squeeze,
she forced out a little dollop onto her fingers. Carefully rubbing the
tips against each other, she was amazed at the smooth slickness the
viscous liquid created. Steeling herself, she squeezed a little onto
the tip of the butt plug and used her other hand to spread it around
until it was slick. She took a slow, deliberate breath, looked at it
and wondered how to best go about this.

In the end, she decided to try it on all fours. Propping up some
pillows to help support her chest and head, she put her weight on her
left hand. She spread her knees and reached behind her tentatively.
Placing the tip of her right index finger at the tight opening, she
prodded gently, testing it. It seemed unyielding, but her finger was
wider than the tip of the plug and unlubricated.

"Ok, here goes," she muttered to herself.

Stretching back, she aimed the tip of the butt plug at her rosebud.
She started when it touched. The lube had cooled on the plastic prong,
surprising her with its coldness. She breathed and then pushed at it
gently, the blunt tip catching at her entrance. Slick with lube, it
eased in as she pushed, parting her slowly. The feeling was strange.
As if things were going the wrong way; which she supposed they were.

But the dirtiness of it excited her. She would never have done this on
her own, yet here she was, taking his orders, cramming a butt plug
into her ass. A trail of liquid trickled down the inside of her thigh.
Dirty, perhaps, but definitely exciting.

Exerting more pressure, she forced the plug the rest of way in.
Suddenly, her sphincter pulled closed around the narrow stem as the
widest part of the plug entered her. Now she understood how it would
stay in without panties. As the tight muscle clenched around the
narrow base, it left the flat end pressed against the insides of her
ass-cheeks. She felt so full.

Letting go of the end, she brought her fingers down to her soaked
pussy. She explored, teased, rubbed. When she slipped her fingers into
herself, she could feel the hardness of the firm plastic through the
thin skin between her pussy and ass. It felt strange.

She needed to know what it was like to walk with this thing in her.
It'd be in for several hours tomorrow, after all. Reluctantly, she
withdrew her fingers and got up. It was a little awkward with the plug
in her ass, but she got used to it in little time.

She strolled around her room in the nude for a few minutes, until she
had an idea. Quickly, she put her blouse and skirt back on before
opening her door and slipping down the stairs. The red plug was hard
in her. She walked carefully past her mother and father in the living
room and into the kitchen.

"Didn't you go to bed, May?"

May turned to her mother. "Just getting something to drink. Got
thirsty all of a sudden."

"Sure." She returned to her newspaper, no longer interested.

The teen poured herself a tall glass of water and then returned to the
living room.

"Mom, I'm going to sleep over at Alice's tomorrow, ok?"

"Sure, I guess." Mom looked puzzled. "I thought you stopped with
slumber parties years ago."

"We just figured we'd catch a chick flick and hang out, you know." The
plug felt like it was slipping a little. She wiggled a bit.

"Ants in your pants?" Mom's eyebrow rose quizzically.

"I'm wearing a skirt."

"So you are. Anyway, have fun. No going out to any parties or anything
though."

May sighed. "No, Mom."

Without any further ado, she headed back up to her room. The plug
seemed to be staying in, at least. When she made it back to her bed
and sat down, she noticed her legs were shaking. Would it be like this
all of tomorrow? She flopped backwards, hiked her skirt up and buried
her fingers between her legs.

It didn't take her long to come, as excited as she was. A few flicks
across her clit and she was off like a rocket, the plug hard in her
ass as her whole body clenched. She shivered and quivered on the bed
before she collapsed.

She lay there for several minutes before her sweat became
uncomfortably cool on her body.

"Time for a shower," she mused.

Getting up, she stripped and tossed on a bathrobe before slipping out
into the hall and down to the bathroom. With the door safely closed
behind her, she bent over the sink and pushed out the plug. As the
wide end made its way back out her ass, she shuddered, the whole area
a supersensitive knot of nerves.

She washed herself and the plug before returning to her room. When she
fell asleep, it was lying under her pillow and she wondered what
tomorrow would bring.


The next morning, May was up early. She took a long, relaxing shower,
trimmed away the stubble between her legs and picked her clothes
carefully. Her favorite bra, a lacy green one with a little push-up,
built a generous cleavage out of her perky breasts. Over it, she wore
a tight, green blouse with a generous V-cut, and a loose, light blue
skirt that went to about mid-thigh. She surveyed herself in the mirror
and did a quick 360° spin, causing her skirt to flare out and expose
everything below her waist. She'd have to keep the turning to a
minimum, she realized. Only one thing remained.

From behind her pillow, she procured the red plug. Carefully, she
applied the lube, slicked it up and then got on all fours, as she had
the night before. Slowly, but with more confidence, she pressed it
against her sphincter until it tunneled its way into her. The feeling
of fullness returned as she imbedded the plug deep in her ass, and her
excitement was already off the scale.

She was glad she had practiced the night before, so her walk
downstairs wasn't too unnatural. Choosing a pair of platformed, medium
heel shoes, she walked carefully out to the bus stop and waited. She
wondered what sort of inspections she would have to endure. Mounting
the bus carefully, she was thankful when she could wiggle into one of
the hard seats and give the plug a bit of a push to keep it secure.
She'd have to move carefully between classes.

The bus arrived and she stepped out looking at the front gates to the
school. The ride had been bumpy and uncomfortable, as they usually
were. The plug certainly hadn't helped, though. At least for now, it
seemed to be sitting firmly.

Looking up, she saw Richard waiting by the entrance, leaning up
against the gate into campus with one leg pushing on the hard surface
behind him and his arms crossed. He was looking straight at her. She
made as if to move towards him, but a brief shake of his head stopped
her. She waited, and he rewarded her with a smile. Apparently, she was
doing the right thing.

One by one, the other students filed past her, like a stream around a
rock, until the area was empty. The bell was about to ring when he
stepped forward from the gate. He made a lifting motion with his hands
and looked at her expectantly.

May paled. She was in full view of the street, though it was currently
empty. It was even conceivable that someone in the school buildings
could see her if they were looking out the right window; or wrong
window, as the case would be. Luckily, there were few of them facing
her.

Richard raised an eyebrow at her, the unspoken question hanging in the
air between them. She gulped. She shuddered. She calmed herself.

She was his.

Reaching down and taking the hem of her skirt between her fingers, she
lifted it until it was as high as her waist, leaving her lower half
naked except her shoes. She prayed no cars would come by. This was a
million times worse than the lunch room earlier that week. Holding her
skirt, she waited for a sign.

Richard gazed at her for a few more seconds, which seemed like hours,
before raising one finger and making a slow twirling motion.
Goosebumps covered May's body. The chill in the air coupled with her
nervousness to give her shivers. Slowly, she turned herself, putting
herself on display.

"Stop!" It was the first thing he'd said all day. May froze, facing
the street. "Are you wearing everything I told you to?"

She nodded.

"Answer me!" His voice was soft, but firm.

"Yes, I am."

"Good. Show me."

"What?"

"Are you questioning me?"

She didn't answer, but reluctantly began to bend over. Watching
silently, he let it pass. When her fingertips touched the ground, May
waited. She knew Richard could see the red base of the plug clearly.
Why didn't he let her get back up? She perked her ears every time she
thought she heard a car.

It seemed like eons, but finally he told her to rise. May was flushed
from embarrassment and keeping her head down. What she just realized,
though, was that there was a thin trickle of moisture sliding down the
inside of her left thigh. Was the humiliation turning her on?

"Turn around and come to me." The command was inviting and undeniable.

But May didn't want to disobey this one. It made her feel warm inside.
Her flush returned as she finished the rotation she had started
earlier, released her skirt and half ran towards him. With his arms
spread, he received her and embraced her. She pressed her face to his
chest and let him hold her.

The bell rang.

"Crap, I'm late for class!"

As suddenly as she had found herself in his arms, she broke free from
him and ran off toward her building. Richard let her go, mostly
because he was enjoying the view of her bare ass as her skirt flared
up while she ran. Smiling confidently, he ran his hand through his
hair before sauntering lazily to his own class. Tonight couldn't come
soon enough.


May slid red-faced into her chair, everyone's eyes on her after she
had burst into the classroom. Her mind was awhirl with conflicting
emotions; confusion, excitement, lust and trepidation all mixed up in
one gooey mess. She wiggled her ass, working the plug deeper. The lust
was at least real. The sexy sensations rushing through her were hard
to deny, yet she couldn't help wondering if what she was doing were
the right thing.

Richard filled her thoughts. Why did she crave his approval so? It had
been only a few days since they met; yet she felt like he could see
right through her. Was it infatuation? Love? Something else? She
couldn't find the words to describe her feelings. Somehow, he'd made
her choose to let him control her. Was that right? Was it wrong? Did
it matter? Either way, she knew she would be at his door at precisely
6:30, ready to obey. Just the thought of it made her heart beat
faster. She wiggled in her chair again, feeling the plug move in her
depths.

"Psst! May!"

May jumped in her seat, almost knocking her stuff to the floor. She
turned to find her best friend, Alice, sitting in her usual seat next
to her. In her preoccupied state, she hadn't even noticed her.

"Don't do that. You scared the crap out of me."

"What were you doing off in such a daze anyway? Are you ok?"

Alice was a very agitated young lady, with long blonde hair, bright
blue eyes and a rounded face. Her lips would be pouty if they ever
stopped moving. However, she was an incessant talker and always in
motion. She could be exhausting to be with, but on other days she was
a great source of energy, as if May could just siphon it from her.

May and Alice had been friends for years, growing up in the same
neighborhood. Despite, or perhaps because of, their different
personalities and interests, they had become close and typically spent
a lot of their free time together. However, where May was slim and
athletic, Alice was buxom and soft. Conversely, where May was quiet
and shy, Alice was bubbly and outgoing.

"Hey! You're zoning again!" Almost everything Alice said was an
exclamation, even when she whispered.

"Sorry. Just a lot on my mind these days."

"Duh! Do you have a good excuse for not calling me even once this
week?" Alice's face carried an expression of mock indignity.

"Uh. No, I guess I've just..."

"In fact, your boyfriend had to call in your place!"

"Huh?"

"Richard called me this week to help give you cover for tonight. Or
have you forgotten that too?"

She had forgotten about that part, actually.

"No, I haven't forgotten. Just distracted. Thanks a lot, Alice. I owe
you one." May smiled.

"Are you going to do it? Tonight, I mean?"

"What?"

"You know. Are you going to let him fuck you?"

May was taken aback. Leave it to Alice to go straight to the point.
Sometimes she wondered what it would take to shut her up.

"Um... that's none of your business!" Alice laughed.

"He is, isn't he? You're so going to have to tell me how it was."

"I'm telling you, it's..."

"Do you girls have something to share with the rest of the class?"

Both girls jumped as Mr. Avery, their math teacher, spoke at them. His
bushy eyebrows were furrowed in an annoyed frown at their disturbance.
Tall and authoritative, he was able to shut even Alice up with his
angry glares and barbed comments. He'd always been able to make May
shiver. She was wondering if she was beginning to understand why.

However, the girls shut up, and had other classes to rush to when this
one was finished. May didn't see Alice for the rest of the day.


After school, Richard cruised home in his Porsche, contemplating the
evening. He'd started out with just the knowledge that he wanted May
for his own, but he'd spent the last few days doing research. The
internet was an amazing source for information for those who sought,
and he'd found a lot of illuminating articles and recommendations for
books to help him out, all of which he had ordered. He had many new
ideas and was, as Emeril would have said, ready to kick it up a notch.

He peeled into his driveway and stepped out, eager to finish the
preparations for the evening's festivities.


A NIGHT TO REMEMBER
At 6:29 pm, May rang the doorbell to Richard's house, butt plug in
place and a sports bag with clothes for the following day. Inside, a
deep chime imitating Big Ben echoed through the house. She waited,
listening for the sounds of his approach.

His house was impressive. It was large and opulent. She'd had to pass
through a large iron gate to get in. Densely planted evergreens
surrounded his entire property, and carefully manicured bushes
decorated its front. A gravel driveway came to a tight circle before
the front steps, with an offshoot on the right side that led into a
three-car garage. The patches of lawn around the drive were trimmed to
crew cut length and were a uniform rich green in color. Around the
walls on either side of the large building snaked paths marked with
stone slabs to walk on.

Firm footsteps sounded behind the large oak door. There was a click as
he unlocked and then the door swung open on well-oiled hinges, not
making a sound. Richard stood there, wearing a soft, off-white terry
cloth robe. His piercing eyes locked with hers.

"You're on time. Good."

May didn't know exactly how to respond. She started to say something,
but he brought his hand up, cutting her off.

"Sssh. There is no need for you to talk yet."

Standing there quietly, he examined her, almost clinically, letting
his eyes travel the full length of her body. As she waited, her
attention began to wander.

"Eyes on me!" She snapped back at attention. "Raise your skirt for
inspection!"

The entrance to his house was more sheltered than the entrance to
campus was, so this time she didn't hesitate; not much, anyway. Before
coming, she had made sure to go over her mons once again, to eliminate
any stubble that might have emerged since the morning. Richard seemed
to notice and ran his hand gently across the soft skin. Like earlier
in the day, he gave her the gesture to turn herself, which she obeyed.
Again, he stopped her when she faced away and had her bend over. This
time, he reached out and wiggled the plug in her ass, triggering a
quick yelp of surprise.

"Well done, May." He paused. "Now face me, and take your clothes off."

She stiffened. "Out here? But..."

"Sssh," he interrupted. "Are you questioning?"

"No..."

May was unsure. Another sharp reminder to keep her eyes on him
interrupted her attempt to look around. The idea of being totally bare
and not knowing if there were anyone behind her able to see her
through the gate terrified her. However, when she looked at his face
and the steely glare he'd fixed on her, she knew there was no way out.

Slowly, she began to pull off her top.

"Good," he encouraged her. "Give them to me."

Handing him her blouse, she then reached behind to unhook her bra.
There was little fall in her perky tits as they were released, and
Richard smiled in appreciation as the soft orbs were revealed.

Finally, she unbelted her skirt and let it drop to fall in a pile
around her ankles, leaving her naked except her shoes and the metal
chain that marked her as his.

"You can leave the shoes on. Hand me your skirt without bending your
knees."

Obediently, May bent over, knowing that her ass and pussy were fully
visible to anyone who might be walking by. She picked up the skirt,
straightened and handed it to him.

"Good. You're doing well, pet." The nickname sent a tremor down her
spine.

Slowly and deliberately, Richard loosened the tie around his robe and
parted it enough to expose his painfully erect cock. May looked at it
with wide eyes. She thought it looked big, red and angry.

"Get on your knees," he ordered, "and service me."

May couldn't believe he was making her do this right here, in full
view. One thing was undressing - a blowjob was a whole other ballpark.
But she didn't question. It was as if he had a hold on her. She
dropped to her knees, the cement steps rough on her knees. Before she
could even lean forward to take his cock in her mouth, his hand was
behind her head, pulling her onto it. The large organ slid right over
her tongue to bump against the back of her throat. Her nostrils flared
as she drew air around it.

"We're going to do his quick and dirty, since I have a lot of plans
for tonight. You're just going to have to hang on the best you can."

And with no further ado, he began to fuck her mouth roughly, making
her gag and cough as she did her best to keep her lips tight around
him. It was more like a rape than sex, but despite herself, May could
feel her juices flowing. She was reaching down to her crotch when he
interrupted her.

"You'll touch... yourself when I... tell you to, and... not before!"
he said between strokes. "Put your hands behind your back."

Reluctantly, she followed orders, putting her arms behind her and
crossing them at the small of her back. The rough cement was really
digging into her knees. His handling was getting rougher, and she
could hear his breath get more ragged. His cock was beginning to
expand.

He went off like a cannon, plunging himself right to the back of her
throat. She felt his seed rocket into her, wet pulses sliding down her
esophagus. Coughing, she tried to pull away, but his grip was too
strong. Finally, when she didn't think she could take any more, he
began to soften in her mouth. Gasping, she replenished her precious
oxygen supply.

Richard released her and stepped back, leaving her gasping and
coughing. First cinching his robe back up, he then reached behind him
to produce a long, black strip of silk cloth.

"Well done, pet." When she noticed the cloth in his hands, he
continued, "we'll need this for your next task."

May looked at the black cloth with trepidation. However, she sat
still, waiting with baited breath, as Richard moved behind her and
placed it across her eyes. He wrapped it around her head twice, making
sure to block each eye while avoiding the lift her nose would provide.
After inspecting and making sure that she truly couldn't see through
it, he gave her the instructions.

"Well, I'd ask you in the front door here, but quite frankly, this
part of the house is a mess." He paused. "Therefore, I'd rather you
came in the back door. So I'll go back inside and wait for you."

"How will I..."

"Oh I'm sure you'll find the way. Just watch out, there is a good-size
pool out back."

The next thing May heard was the door shut and the lock click into
place. She'd given him her clothes and assumed he'd taken her bag, so
she really had no way out. Carefully getting to her feet, she tenderly
rubbed her knees, feeling the grooves in the skin left behind by the
hard steps. There were the stone slab paths that went around to the
back of the house, but could she find them?

Carefully, she turned to the right and started moving, slowly feeling
her way with her feet and listening to the sound of her shoes hitting
the gravel. As long as it was under her, she should be ok.

It took about twenty steps of crunching gravel before she stepped onto
something softer and soundless. She guessed it was the lawn. From the
little she remembered, she needed to turn a little to the left and
just follow the gravel to the garage. Taking her foot back from the
soft grass, she turned and crunched her way forwards, hands out in
front of her so she didn't walk into the wall.

It was strange how little she thought about her nudity while
blindfolded. It was as if she couldn't see herself naked, then no one
else could either. At least, until she started thinking about it and
realized that she was fumbling her way across his driveway, fully
exposed to those who might pass by the iron gate to his property. She
tried to hurry, but was afraid to hurt herself.

Suddenly her hands touched something solid. She jumped. With her sight
gone, all her other senses seemed amplified. Every sound and smell
seemed significant, and her touch seemed supersensitive. Sliding her
fingers across the surface, it felt like the slats of a garage door,
wooden and rough. Following them toward the right, she found the
corner.

"Finally," she said to herself in a whisper. It was as if she had
cleared the first stage, with two more to go, making it around the
next corner and then finding the back door. She allowed herself a
little elation.

Moving until she was sure she would clear the wall, she stepped
confidently forward, expecting the sharp clack of her shoe hitting one
of the stone slabs. The strong smell warned her just too late, and she
stepped right into a large bush. Sharp points pricked her skin, a
painful contrast to the sweet smell of roses.

May swore inwardly as she jumped back from the stinging shrub. She
hoped she wasn't bleeding. It'd at least hurt like a bitch. Reaching
gingerly out with her hands again, she carefully measured the
offending plant, figuring out how to walk around it. When she did, she
finally got the clack on stone she had been listening for earlier.
Stepping carefully, she maintained a fixed distance to the rose bushes
as she presumably made her way toward the backside of the house.

Suddenly, the bushes were gone. Along with the prickly touch
disappeared the rosy scent. Listening carefully, she caught the faint
sound of moving water. The pool. She tried to place herself with the
roses to her left and the watery sounds to her right. She shuffled
forwards, her hands still outstretched.

It didn't take her long to find the back wall. Thinking herself home
free, she followed it, eagerly searching for the back door. The
surface under her shoes was hard, producing dull thunks as she stepped
on it. Maybe a cement patio? Suddenly, her leg smacked into something
hard. It rattled across the hard surface. She drew her breath in
sharply and reached for her shin. That felt like it might bruise.
Gritting her teeth, she reached out anew. Again, she found the house
on her left and continued her search, hoping she was done with the
painful surprises.

She exhaled happily when she finally found a screen door. Fumbling
after the handle, she found it and unlatched it before knocking on the
wooden door behind it. A click sounded and then she heard the door
open.

"Welcome, May, to my humble abode," said Richard and guided the blind
girl in.

May didn't know what to say, so she kept quiet, letting him lead her.

"His house must be huge!" she thought. Their path twisted and turned
and went on forever, it seemed. When they finally stopped, he warned
her to step carefully before they continued down a set of carpeted
stairs. Then they walked another short distance before stopping again.

"There is a bench here, and you're going to lie down on it," said
Richard, his voice leaving no room for questioning. May supposed that
after her naked and blindfolded trek around his house, lying down on a
bench didn't seem too tall an order. She let him position her.

A thin layer of padding covered the hard bench, which was a welcome
relief after bumping into rose bushes and what she guessed had been
patio furniture. The bench was short, so that when she lay on it, her
ass was right at the edge and her feet still resting on the floor. It
was also tall. She'd had to lift herself up a bit to get on it.

Working silently, Richard let his fingertips trail up her body as he
walked next to her. Then, standing by her head, he took her right
wrist and wrapped her arm under the bench where he attached the wrist
to a restraint. The firm, but giving, material felt like leather.

May stiffened as she realized she was being immobilized, even more of
her control slipping away. It scared and excited her. She trusted
Richard, even if she didn't know why, considering she'd only known him
for a week. But there was a sense of security that he projected, of
trustworthiness and power. Maybe it was a family trait. It would help
explain his father's success in business. She wondered if his dad kept
his mom similarly controlled.

The snap as her other wrist was bound similarly to the first brought
her back. Now both of her arms were locked under the bench, not
uncomfortably, but far enough back that she was made to press her
chest up just a hair. He next moved to the foot of the bench and
grabbed her left leg. Taking it by the ankle and pushing it back, he
forced it to bend at the knee until her heel was right by her ass.
Here he secured her foot in some sort of stirrup. He quickly and
efficiently did the same with her other leg, ensuring that her ass and
pussy were easily accessible. She felt him adjust something and then
her legs parted, pulled by the bonds that held them.

Trussed and exposed, she wondered what would come next, her body
quivering slightly in excitement and trepidation. Perspiration was
slowly building and trickling off her. The room felt warm, but she
attributed most of it to her nervousness. Liquid of a different sort
trickled down the inside of her thigh and into her ass crack.

When he moved back to her head, she more felt than heard it. There had
to be soft carpeting on the floor for him to walk so silently. His
hand slipped under the back of her head, supporting it. Clicks sounded
near her ears and then he gently lowered his hand, her head coming
with it. When he let go, her head was hanging free.

"Tonight will be a lesson-filled one. Open your mouth!"

May obeyed, waiting expectantly. Almost immediately, Richard's hot
flesh penetrated her full lips, pressing toward the back of her
throat. Doing her best to keep her lips together, she arched her neck
to meet his angle of attack. When he was lodged in the back, he spoke.

"I am going to continue all the way this time."

"Mmmng!" Behind the black silk, May's eyes had gone wide. There was no
way he'd be able to get his cock down her throat. However, effectively
gagged as she was, she could only mumble as he began to apply
pressure.

"Try to swallow as I push." He flexed his hips. "You've already beaten
the gag reflex."

May's throat worked, the muscles trying to pull Richard's member into
her throat. The hard member felt impossibly huge. But he pressed on
and she gulped, and then suddenly, unbelievably, he slid forward about
an inch, the head of his cock lodged in her esophagus. Her nostrils
flared frantically as it cut off her airflow.

He pressed on. It was a strange sensation to feel the thick cock slide
into her. There was a hint of panic as her body demanded oxygen. But
he took his time, and with a last push, his balls were resting against
her nose. She had done it. She had taken it all. Her chest was aching
from holding her breath, but she felt a certain sense of triumph.
Richard's hand came down to stroke her neck, outlining the bulge of
his cock. It pulsed, and she tried to resist the urge to keep
swallowing, the sensation of having something in the back of her mouth
that hadn't made it all the way down.

"Again, you exceed my expectations, pet." He was still running his
fingers over her throat, as if in disbelief. Her throat tightened
around him as she tried to draw air.

He retreated slowly, and May felt her throat gradually empty until he
was once again pointing the head right at the entrance. She gulped air
around it, pulling it in with a wheeze. Her mouth was wet with saliva
and her jaw ached just a little.

He pushed again. The first time had been the most difficult. Now that
she knew what to expect, she managed to swallow at the right time and
the head popped back into the narrow channel. Again, she fought panic
as her reflexes told her that she wouldn't be able to breathe, and
again she overcame it. This time, Richard pushed harder and faster,
burying himself. She felt his balls again.

Involuntarily, she moaned. The vibrations teased a moan out of Richard
as well, a short chain reaction. He pulled out and this time he didn't
hesitate before pushing back in. She swallowed again. Each stroke
became easier to handle, though he sped up. Soon, he was moving in and
out at a regular pace; not fast, but steady. She learned to time her
breathing to coincide with each time he exited her throat.

May ached to touch herself, but the restraints held her fast. Wishing
that the blindfold were gone so she could see, she imagined Richard's
large, powerful cock, sliding in and out of her, fucking her mouth,
filling her. Certainly, she could feel it, smell it, taste it... even
the wet sounds of its constant entry and retreat made her juices flow.

Pumping harder and faster, his moans grew louder as he lost himself in
her. His cock was growing, expanding as he neared the point of no
return. The increased size brought back gasps and coughs from May as
Richard plunged himself into her throat.

And just as she thought he was going to release, the doorbell sounded.

Richard stopped himself, and May imagined his reluctance to pull out
at this stage. Why was he pulling out? Couldn't he just ignore the
doorbell? It seemed like he was so close. But, even still, he
evacuated, leaving her mouth feeling a little sore and remarkably
empty. It was a relief, yet she felt almost cheated, as if her hard
work had been for naught. There was a flash of annoyance.

"Well done. You even made me forget my other visitor."

May stiffened. What? She opened her mouth, but he shushed her.

"All in good time, pet."

A shuffle as he donned his robe sounded in the quiet room, and quiet,
fading footsteps on soft carpet followed thereafter. A door opened
further away and then another. His voice carried from the front door.

"Welcome. Glad you could make it."

"I wouldn't miss this for the world, Richard."

May started at the sound of the female voice. She didn't recognize it,
but it was still faint and echoing through unknown rooms and hallways.
What was going on? Footsteps sounded again, coming closer. Her heart
was beating like a drum. She heard feet on the carpet again. Two pairs
this time? Following the steps was the rustle of someone, or some two,
undressing.

"She's beautiful, Richard. So toned and smooth." A short pause. "I'm
glad I came."

"Well, Elise, you're about to be an integral part of the next stage of
her training."

May could sense his smile, likely at its most predatory, and heard
Elise giggle. Who was this girl? And what was she doing here?

"Let me show you her latest trick," said Richard proudly, as if she'd
just learned to beg or roll over. "May, open."

Chills coursed through her as May opened her mouth. Not only was there
a mysterious girl in the room, seeing her as she was. Now she was
expected to perform for her as well? In all the previous times where
someone could have caught them, this was the first someone was going
to see them. What was she...

The entrance of Richard's cock cut off her train of thought as the
large member pressed past her lips. By now, she knew what to do, and
when he bottomed out, she swallowed him easily, pulling him down into
her throat. He remained lodged, his wiry pubic hair tickling her nose.

Something raked gently over her throat. A nail?

"That's incredible. I still haven't managed that." Elise sounded awed.

"She's very talented. It's a matter of the right kind of motivation."

"I'm sure." She giggled. "Now can you move it? Or are you just stuck
there?"

In response, Richard resumed his earlier stroking pattern, building up
pace gradually. Though the break had cooled him down, it didn't take
long before May felt the cock begin to expand once again. She moaned
around it, intentionally this time, trying to finish him. Her throat
muscles milked him as she swallowed.

"Can I take the blindfold off? I wanna see you come all over her
face!" The girl's voice was excited. "Can I?"

All May heard from Richard was a guttural moan, but he must have given
his acquiescence somehow, since the next thing she knew, the world
became painfully bright as the black silk was pulled away.
Immediately, she pinched her eyes shut, so she could reopen them
gradually, controlling the light reaching her sensitive irises. Not
that she could see all that much at this angle except Richard's large
cock sliding in and out of her mouth, and his sperm-heavy balls
swinging forward to slap at her face with each stroke. If she looked
up (which was down), she could also admire his strong legs. Even
still, the vision of what she was doing was enough to trip her up, and
it took a couple of coughs before she found the right rhythm again. He
looked huge from this angle.

Then she was distracted by his moans becoming louder, faster and less
controlled. It was as if she were deep throating a large zucchini, or
maybe a small log, the way his engorged cock felt. God, she wished she
had something in her pussy.

Suddenly, he withdrew, leaving her sucking for breath. She saw his
hand encircle his throbbing member before it fired a wet salute. White
strands of sticky come splattered onto her cheeks, lips and nose. Some
landed in her mouth, which was still open. Small rivulets trickled
down toward her eyes, causing her to close them again. She exhaled
sharply through her nose a couple of times, trying to discourage some
drops that seemed uncomfortably close to slipping in.

Finally, the mysterious Elise appeared above her, grinning a grin
almost as predatory as one of Richard's. The girl's face was round and
freckled, with bright green eyes framed by a large mop of red hair.
Her body was skinny and pale, but pleasantly shaped and well
proportioned. When she bent over to look more closely at May, she
moved slowly and gracefully. She spoke through full lips, painted in a
deep, sexy red.

"Hello May. Richard has told me so much about you."

May didn't know if she were supposed to answer, but a greeting
typically required some sort of response.

"Hello."

"Sssh," shushed Elise in a soothing tone. "We'll talk later. Now, we
play."

Reaching underneath May's head with a slim, dexterous hand, she lifted
it so that she could place the retractable head rest underneath.

"You were looking flushed, like maybe a bit too much blood to the
head."

May felt uncomfortable as the piercing green eyes inspected her face.
The girl was pretty, but intense. Elise reached out a long finger to
run its painted and manicured nail across May's cheek. She turned it
so that the finger itself touched skin to skin and then scooped up
some of the come that was sliding slowly towards May's neck.

"Open wide, May."

Hesitating for a long second, May grudgingly parted her lips, letting
the thin redhead feed her the come from her face. As her lips locked
around the finger and sucked it clean, Elise's nipples crinkled up
visibly, standing out proudly from her small breasts. The finger came
out of May's mouth with a pop before moving to right above her nose to
scoop up another gob. They continued until only a few damp spots
remained on the teen's face.

Meanwhile, Richard stood by, watching the spectacle. His cock was at
half mast, a white drop still clinging to its tip. He moved to May's
right side and wiped it off on her tit.

"Well, May, it looks like Richard's out of the game for a while."
Elise grinned. "Guess we're just going to have to entertain ourselves
for a bit."

The redhead straightened up and walked, sashayed around the bound girl
on the table, inspecting her from all angles. Her slim legs were long
and further elongated by a pair of black pumps. They were topped by a
neatly trimmed bush of hair as red as the hair on her head. Either she
was a natural, or she dyed everything. When she reached the foot of
the table, she stopped and stared unabashedly at May's smoothly shaved
pussy.

"No grass on this green, but I think I'll play through anyway.
Conditions look pretty wet though." She looked at Richard. "It might
be difficult to keep your ball out of the water trap."

They both chuckled, while May blushed a furious red. Elise gave the
soaking slit one more appreciative glance before continuing back
around toward May's head, dragging the fingers of her right hand along
the captive's body. The long nails raked gently across her stomach, to
flick across her nipple and then slide up her neck and cheek.

Then, the thin redhead climbed up on the table. The headrest was much
wider than May's head, and it was on this that Elise placed her shins.
Positioned thus, she was looking down the length of the brunette's
body. May's view, however, was mostly of the redhead's inner thighs
and her liberally lubricating pussy.

"Ever eat one of these, May?"

The lanky redhead looked down between her legs. May felt herself
flush. Her eyes widened as the wet pussy descended toward her face. It
looked smooth, its juicy center hidden by soft folds. The little
button that was the source of so much pleasure was poking out of its
hood just above them, and just above it were the carefully trimmed
tufts of red that she had noticed earlier. It wasn't Richard's
magnificent cock, but she supposed it wasn't unattractive.

"Let's make a deal. You treat me nice, and I treat you nice, ok?"

When her pussy was hovering right above May's head, Elise reached down
and parted her lips with her fingers. Inside, the skin was pink and
slick with moisture. May followed the furrow with her eyes, to where
it became a dark hole. She had never seen a pussy up close, and it was
coming closer.

"Start at the clit and work your way in."

May tentatively stuck out her tongue at the wet cunt in front of her
face. Never in a million years had she thought she would be doing
this. She'd been raised to believe that guys did girls, girls did guys
and anything else was for the deviants. Yet when her tongue made
contact, the world seemed to keep going at its regular pace; there
were no lightning bolts, no voice of God or anything else, really.
Just the sensation of moist skin, tasting of Elise's natural
lubrication mixed with the salty tang of sweat.

Tentatively, May flicked her tongue at the little hooded nub at the
front of Elise's pussy. The short stab elicited a moan. The clit
twitched, stretching just a hair further out of its protective skin
folds, like a flower to sunlight. She poked at it again, before
dragging the flat of her tongue across it and into the valley behind.
The skin was so soft, and the flavor mild. This wasn't so bad, after
all.

Elise began to move her hips back and forth, positioning herself so
that May could reach the spots she wanted. She would push down to
force the soft tongue into her channel, then pull back to let it flick
across her lips or clit. May did her best to follow and attack the
parts Elise wanted sucked, licked and nibbled. After a while, Elise
lowered her head to May's pussy, initiating a sixty-nine with the
athletic brunette.

May squirmed the little she could as the experienced redhead buried
her tongue in her snatch. Elise was aggressive, sliding roughly across
the clit and lips, and then burying her tongue deep into her partner's
dripping pussy. May did her best to reciprocate from her prone
position, imitating the redhead's motions.

One thing that she couldn't emulate, however, was when Elise grabbed
the still deeply imbedded butt plug and pulled it. May felt her
asshole stretch around the wide end and then pull back together as the
plug came almost all the way out. Then she groaned as Elise pressed it
back in. Firmly she pumped the plastic intruder, never relenting with
it or her tongue. May could only lick back, but did the best she
could.

Soon they were both moaning loudly, everything else forgotten.

That was why May groaned in frustration when Elise suddenly lifted her
head from the bald pussy and pulled the butt plug all the way out. It
was a sudden emptiness, most unwelcome, when all May wanted was
release. The redhead didn't seem inclined to let the chained girl stop
just because she did, however, and continued to press her soaking
pussy into May's warm mouth.

But then the brunette sensed a presence between her legs, and the soft
touch of flesh against flesh, more specifically, the flesh of
Richard's cock against that of her wet pussy. Apparently, he had
enjoyed the show; he was rock hard as he stabbed into her, burying his
cock in one deep stroke. May exhaled sharply, tickling Elise's pussy,
as he probed her deepest depths.

With powerful strokes, Richard plunged himself in and out of the prone
girl, each stroke making a wet, squelching noise that was terminated
in a grunt and the slap of his balls against her ass. The way May was
bound, she had some control of her torso and she used that control to
push back at the handsome junior as much as she could. Her excitement
had been building since the morning, and now that she finally had the
possibility for release, she was holding nothing back. That is, until
the phone rang.


HOLDING THE LINE
The chime cut through the moaning, grunting and wet sounds that
permeated the room.

May cried into Elise's pussy, "no, no, no! Not now!" And when Richard
unceremoniously pulled out to go get the phone, the cries turned into
an angry groan. She was so close. So close! Her pussy was on fire and
she was having a difficult time concentrating on the cunt pressed into
her mouth.

He walked over to the phone and picked it up.

"Hello?" A short pause. "Oh, hi Alice... She did? Ok, let me bring the
phone over."

Returning to the table where May was bound, his cock still rock hard
and at the ready, he handed the phone over to Elise.

"May's mom called Alice's house, so we need to call her back. Could
you hold the phone to her ear so she can talk?" Elise nodded and put
the phone in a speaking position for May, bending over forwards, but
still straddling her head.

"Hello?" May's voice was nervous.

"Hiya May! It's Alice. Your mom called, but I told her you were in the
bathroom."

"Ok." She was still breathing heavily. "I guess we'll call. But if I
have to pretend to give it back to you again, make sure you pause a
little so she doesn't realize we're on the same line."

"Sure. Say, you sound a bit out of breath. Did I call at a bad time?"
Alice giggled.

"Shut up," she responded, annoyed with the frankness of her friend.
"Click over and call my house."

"Why can't you do it?"

"Just shut up and do it!" May didn't exactly want to explain her
predicament to her friend.

"Ok, ok."

Alice dialed the number quickly and clicked back. May's mom picked up
the phone on the third ring.

"Hello?"

"Hi, mom. Alice told me to call you back."

"Hi, honey. Good to hear your voice." She paused briefly. "I don't
want you to think I don't trust you or anything, but you know I have
to check."

May sighed. "Yes, mom. I know." There was a twinge of remorse at
misleading her mother. Then, Richard suddenly provided a distraction
she could have done without, even if it certainly got her mind off
deceit. Just as she finished saying "I know," he pressed himself
slowly into her. It took all her willpower not to moan right into the
phone. She wanted to shoot him an angry glare, but Elise was still
blocking her field of view.

Her mom had said something and seemed to be expecting a response.
Trying to put the big, fat cock that was sliding in and out of her
from her mind, she spoke into the receiver.

"Um, what did you say just now?"

"Oh, pay attention, May. I asked you how the movie was."

"Oh, it's goo... ood" She almost lost it.

"You ok? You sound strained." Mom's voice held a mixture of worry and
suspicion.

"Yeah. Alice tickled me. She's trying to distract me while I'm on the
phone." Louder, she said, "stop it, Alice!" She hoped Richard would
take the hint. He didn't.

"So what movie are you watching?"

"Oh, stupid girl stuff from the eighties." Gritting her teeth to stop
a moan, she continued, "Dirty Dancing."

"You're watching it again? Oh well, as long as you're having fun, I
guess."

May wiggled as if to shake Richard out. It was, of course, totally
ineffective and her concentration faltered as he drove himself back
into her. When she regained her senses, she realized her mom had asked
something again.

"Huh?"

"I guess Alice is good at distracting you. I asked if I could speak to
her." There was a short pause. "I just wanted to say bye and thanks
for letting you stay over."

May sighed, part in resignation and part because Richard had just
pressed back into her.

"Yes mom. Just a sec." She yelled, turning her head a bit away from
the phone, "Alice, my mom wants to talk to you!"

A couple of seconds passed before Alice spoke up. "Hiya, Mrs. Collins.
What's up?"

"Just saying thanks and bye, Alice. Have a good time, you two."

"Sure thing, Mrs. Collins. Bye bye!"

"Bye." May's mom hung up the phone.

"Phew! I think she fell for it, May." There was relief at the other
end of the line.

"Yeah, I guess so. We got lucky." May smiled. "But I guess I'll...
ungh!"

Richard plowed into her, spearing her on his large member. Apparently,
he didn't care that Alice was still on the line.

"Richard, no! I'm still... ungh!" A grunt from the helpless teenager
punctuated each stroke he made. He was fucking her violently, their
hips melding and separating with loud slaps and sounds of wetness.

"May? What's going on!? Are you ok? Are you..." A short pause. "Are
you fucking? On the phone!?"

The bound brunette couldn't even speak anymore. The only sounds to
escape her were grunts and moans. Trembling violently, her body was
beginning to tense up, preparing for her impending orgasm. She was
moaning, Richard was moaning, and even Elise, who had given up on
getting May to do anything in her condition and was playing with
herself, was moaning.

On the phone, Alice had gone surprisingly quiet. May, however, didn't
even notice. She came, and the climax raced through her like a freight
train. Sparks shot across the insides of her eyelids as she clenched
her eyes tightly together. If the restraints hadn't held her on the
table, she would have shaken right off it. As it was, her back arched
as her muscles contracted, wound tightly like springs.

May let out a guttural groan, shivered for nearly twenty seconds and
then collapsed onto the table, propped up by her bonds. Sweat was
dripping from her body, and her breasts were rising and falling in
time with her labored breath.

From the phone came Alice's voice again, this time with a whisper.

"May!" A pause. "May!!"

The brunette on the table turned her head slowly toward the phone next
to her head.

"Alice?" she whispered back.

"May... that was fucking awesome!" Alice spoke loudly enough that even
Richard and Elise could hear. "I am so horny right now!"

Groaning, may responded, "oh man! You heard all of that?"

"Did I ever!"

At that, Richard slowly extracted himself from May. Following his cock
was a wet slurping sound. The blood-filled member was still rock hard,
and May was glad he hadn't come in her. In the heat of the moment, she
had forgotten all about that. Walking around her, Richard then reached
down and picked up the phone.

"Hello? Alice?"

May couldn't hear the girl on the other end, but Richard continued.

"Yeah, it was, wasn't it? So... are you playing with yourself?" A
pause.

"What do you mean? It's a perfectly appropriate question. You just
listened to me fuck May while she ate out one of my friends. I would
think most things would be appropriate after that." He waited while
Alice yelled excitedly. May couldn't quite make out what she said, but
it was loud.

"I thought so. And yeah, she just started today, but she's doing an
excellent job. Anyway, I haven't finished yet and I was wondering if
you wanted to hear me take May's last virginity."
More loud yelling in the background.

"Yup, that's exactly what I mean. But you're going to have to do
something for me first."
A smile crossed his lips at her response before he continued.

"Well, I'll tell you. Do you have any carrots in your fridge? Yes,
carrots. Ok, go grab one, peel it and then come back. I'll hold." Idly
stroking himself while he waited, he threw leering grins in May's
direction.

"Ok, you've got it? Good. Take all your clothes off. Well, lock the
door, then. Ok, good." Always in control, May thought. For years,
she'd been trying to get Alice to listen to her. With Richard, it only
took a few seconds.

"We're going to make a game out of this. While I'm fucking May, I want
you to fuck yourself with that carrot. Imagine that it's a large, hard
cock and don't hold back." He listened as she asked a question.

"How is that a game? Well, here's the catch. If you come before I do,
you're going to have to pull it out and eat it. Ok? Good. I'm going to
put the phone back down now. Start whenever you're ready. I'm about
to."

And then he placed the phone back on the table next to May's head.

"May, why don't you listen to your friend for a bit? I'll be right
back." He left the room, carrying the butt plug with him. From the
receiver came soft moaning noises and the wheeze of heavy breathing.
That Alice would do this was a total surprise to her, but she couldn't
deny that the sounds were turning her on. The sound of the tap running
came to her from a nearby bathroom.

Richard returned, and in addition to the butt plug, still dripping
water, he was carrying a small plastic bottle. Looking at him, May
wondered what would happen next. He'd said he would take her last
virginity. Did he actually mean what she thought he did? There was no
way he would ever fit. After all, just the butt plug had felt huge,
and it was nowhere near the girth of his large cock, which was even
now bobbing in front of him and pointing straight at her.

"Well, May. I think this is going to be my last come for the evening.
But at least we'll finish it off with a bang, huh?" Smiling his
predatory grin, he squeezed some lube out onto his hand and then
proceeded to rub it onto his cock. "Have to make sure it's good and
slippery, right?"

Next, he grabbed her hips and pulled her down a little so her ass was
fully exposed. Then he squeezed out another dollop of lube, which he
rubbed onto and into her ass, his thick fingers probing her tight
entrance. Once he was satisfied that he'd taken care of any possible
source of friction, he set the bottle and plug down next to her on the
table.

Bending his knees, he angled himself so that the tip of his blood-
engorged member was nestled right into her rosebud. Elise stepped
aside to watch, her hand busy between her legs.

"Are you ready, pet?"

May's first instinct was to pull away and scream "no way!" Instead,
she breathed once, and then looked up at Richard, starting at his
crotch and letting her gaze trace the chiseled contours of his body
until she reached his handsome face. His dark eyes held hers. He'd
asked her a question, but his expression told her that he was going in
whether she acquiesced or not; and tied up as she was, there was no
way she could prevent it. She found that this only turned her on more.
She was tempted to tell him no, just to pretend he was forcing her,
but when she moved her head, it was in a slight nod.

He pressed forwards, pushing her open with the slippery head of his
cock. Pain mixed with a sensation of fullness she had never
experienced before in her life. Gritting her teeth, she felt the ridge
behind the head as it popped through the tight muscle. And then, just
length, and more length. Again, he touched depths previously untouched
as he crammed himself into her.

Finally, his full length was in her. Stretched and immobile, she
didn't know if she'd be able to take this. His hips were flush with
the backs of her thighs and his balls pressing against the top of her
ass. A tear formed in her left eye as she fought the hurt. The
nastiness of it turned her on like crazy, but she had a hard time
seeing this become a regular favorite.

But then he began to move. Slowly, he slid himself back out, his
passage made easier by the slippery lube. She felt so empty, at least
until he pressed back in, lodging his large cock deeply. With each
stroke, the pace picked up. It was just like her throat earlier, where
the first few strokes were the most difficult. After those, her
muscles began to relax around the thick invader and accommodating it
became easier, if hardly comfortable.

Suddenly, May squealed as Richard landed a sharp smack on her ass with
the palm of his hand. Confused, she looked at him.

"You need to make some noise." He grinned. "I have a deal with Alice
here, and if she doesn't get a show, I'd feel like I wasn't keeping my
end of it." He smacked her bottom again, the sound loud in the
otherwise fairly quiet room. May yelped.

Then he put his hand on her pussy and unceremoniously drove his thumb
right into the wet channel. She gasped. On one hand, she had been
aching for something to touch her there, to bring her to a new orgasm.
On the other, with the thumb in her pussy, she was stretched even
further. She had finally begun to adjust to the cock in her ass, but
with the invading thumb, it was like taking two steps forward and one
step back. Even still, she was moaning and her body responding.

Richard intensified his attack, flexing and un-flexing his hips,
opening her with each stroke. Working his thumb in and out of her
pussy, he used his other fingers to tickle her vulva and clit, sending
sparks shooting through her body. Her moans were getting louder and
louder, and she was beginning to twitch in her bonds. Elise
approached, her fingers slipping in and out of her own snatch.

With a pop, Richard withdrew his thumb, an action that was followed
quickly by a disappointed groan from the bound teen.

"Don't worry," he reassured her. "Here it comes." And then he plunged
the butt plug into her pussy. Her groan was almost a scream. The
combination of the hard, thick plastic in her pussy and the steely
cock in her ass was too much. Grabbing the base of the plug, Richard
moved it in her while continuing to cram his cock in and out. May was
beside herself as the sensations overwhelmed her.

"Oh! Ooooh!" Too horny to be embarrassed, she instead hoped that her
friend could hear her moans well, that Alice was getting off to the
sounds of her building orgasm. She imagined she could hear the soft
moans of her best friend fucking herself with a freshly peeled carrot
on the other end of the line, but she was too distracted to be sure.

Elise, tired of not being part of the action, climbed back up onto the
table and pressed her dripping cunt into May's face. The bound
brunette opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out in response, not
even bothering to fight it anymore. Elise's pussy muffled her moans
and groans, but it only made Richard push harder to bring up the
volume. The redhead leaned forward and took May's clit in her mouth.
Her twitching became more intense.

Finally, Richard's moans began to mix with those of the girls as he
was nearing the point of no return. He'd let go of the plug to grab
onto May's waist. However, Elise was picking up the slack, pressing it
in and out while she continued to suck on the clit right above it. The
slap of Richard's balls against May's sweaty skin resounded through
the room. And then, suddenly, he pressed into her and held himself in
place. She felt his cock expand inside her, adding just a little more
to the stretched sensation she was already feeling.

And then he erupted into her, hot semen rushing through his full
length to escape into her ass. He let out a loud groan, shaking as he
came. May wasn't far behind, her pussy responding to the plug and
Elise's expert ministrations.

Richard just stood there for several seconds, shivering faintly until
his seed stopped spurting. Then he slowly let go of the girl below him
and slid out, his deflating cock followed by a dripping white trail.
May was twitching and shaking in the throes of her second orgasm,
while Elise relentlessly ate her out. He walked over and grabbed the
phone, put it to his ear and listened. Alice was moaning into the
phone, presumably still doing her best to finish first. He flipped it
to speakerphone, so the others could hear.

"Well, Alice," he said into the phone. "It seems you lost."

She answered with a groan. "But... I'm so close..."

"We had a deal. You wouldn't welch on our agreement, would you?"

There was a sigh. "No, I guess not."

"I want to hear the crunch over the phone."

And crunch she did. It was clearly audible. He waited until she
finished and then he spoke, "well done, Alice," in the same tone he'd
used for May earlier. As a reward, I'm going to put the phone down
again, so that you can hear May finish eating out my friend. And you
can lie there, wishing it was your pussy her face was buried in."

Alice moaned at his words, the sound carrying to the other girls. May,
who had totally forgotten about Elise, stuck her tongue back out to
finish what she started. The redhead gasped as her pussy finally got
attention again. Richard put the phone down and sat down on a chair in
the corner to idly stroke his half-hard cock. There wasn't much hope
for another hardon, but he seemed to be enjoying himself. The handsome
junior basked in the sounds of sex.

Finally, Elise began to twitch and writhe on May's face. She was
sitting up and rubbing her small tits with her hands, tweaking her
nipples. Instead of moans, her voice had settled into a soft
continuous whine that was growing louder. Her head was thrown back and
her mouth wide open. A loud squeal sounded as she came, reverberating
through the large house. May was glad they were alone.

When the skinny redhead collapsed on top of May, they all just lay
there, listening to themselves breathe. Even the phone had quieted.
Alice had topped her own peak the same time Elise had hit her apex.
Several minutes passed without anyone saying anything, before Richard
stood and walked over to the phone.

"Well, Alice, I think you got what you wanted. We'll talk again." Then
he just hung up before putting the phone aside.

He turned to the two girls. They were both resting, still in a sixty-
nine position. Walking up behind Elise, he gave her a swift smack on
the ass. A surprised squeal filled the room.

"That's enough for tonight, Elise. I think I'm going to retire."

"Aww," she whined. "You're sending me home?"

"For now. We'll play again one of these days. I have plans that I'll
need help with."

She smiled at him. "Sounds good, big guy." Before she climbed off, she
placed a last smooch right on May's clit. Sensitive as it was, she
couldn't help but twitch. Elise dressed and then kissed Richard on the
cheek. "Thanks for the fun. I'll see myself out."

"Sure. I've got some cleanup work to do here, anyway. Later"

"Later." Smiling, she left the room and ascended the stairs. The slam
of the door sounded as she left the building.


SMACKS OF SUBMISSION
Richard walked over to the table, looking May in the eyes. "Any
regrets?" She looked at him, wondering why he was asking her.
Realizing it was important, she thought carefully before returning his
gaze and shaking her head slowly. He smiled at her, an earnest smile,
not one of his predatory ones.

Then he began to unbuckle her bonds, starting with her legs. As soon
as they were free, she stretched them out, sighing in relief. She
hadn't noticed until now, but the pins and needles as her legs came
back alive told her beyond doubt that her legs had been fast asleep.
As feeling returned the tingling went to outright pain and back to
tingling before her legs finally felt normal again, if a bit wobbly.

In the meantime, he released her arms. She sat up and rubbed them to
stimulate circulation. Now that the action was over and her adrenaline
had let go of her, the cool air in the room chilled her. Her nipples,
which had flattened, were crinkling back up in response. She watched
Richard don the robe he had been wearing when she arrived.

"One sec," he said and stepped out of the room. When he returned, he
had one for her as well. "You look cold."

Getting up from the table, she accepted the robe gratefully.

"Thank you."

"If you go up the stairs and to the right, there's a large bathroom
there. My room is right next door." He paused. "Go get cleaned up and
then come to my room. Naked."

May nodded.

"Tomorrow, we'll have a lot of new things to cover, but I think you've
been through enough for tonight. Well done, pet." Reaching out, he
gave her ass a quick squeeze. "Now go take a shower."

She headed up the stairs, and seconds later, the hum of the shower was
audible.


May did a lot of thinking while standing under the hot water, washing
off sweat and semen. Her ass was sore and felt used. Her pussy did as
well, for that matter, but not as much. Her limbs still felt weak and
unfamiliar after the long bondage. She felt as if she should be
outraged, insulted, and humiliated. But she had loved it. Hated it and
loved it. She hated that he could control her like that, and that she
craved for him to.

But did he care for her? Or was she just a play toy to him, someone to
use for his pleasure? And yet, as she asked herself that question, a
shiver ran down her spine and gave her goosebumps. Did she want to be
used for his pleasure? Her mind said no, but her pussy, which was once
again growing moist, said yes. She was confused.

Her shower finished, she toweled off and put on her robe. Giving
herself a last look in the mirror, she saw herself and his chain
around her neck. She had accepted it. She had wanted it. She left the
bathroom without looking back.



The bedroom was dark as she entered. The light from the hall backlit
her, making her conscious of how he could see her even if she couldn't
see him. His voice came out of the darkness.

"I thought I told you to come in naked." The voice wasn't angry, or
loud, but somehow she sensed his displeasure. "I thought we were done
for tonight, but I suppose we have one lesson left." There was a
pause. "Take the robe off."

She did, letting it slip from her shoulders to fall onto the floor.

"Come to me."

Her eyes had adjusted enough to see him in the dark room, sitting on
the short end of his bed. He was naked. By his feet lay a thin
mattress, and on it lay a metal chain connected to one of the
bedposts. Slowly, she walked towards him, wearing nothing but his
chain, his mark of ownership.

"Lie down across my lap, face-down."

Now she was nervous. What was he thinking? He couldn't possibly be
planning to...

"Lie down, I said." His voice was harder.

She kneeled and then draped herself across his lap. Amazingly enough,
his cock had recovered once more, and she could feel it poking into
her stomach.

"Now, this may seem a little much for just forgetting to take off your
robe. But it is a principle we're defining here and now."

Then his hard palm laid into her left ass cheek with a loud smack.

"Ow!"

A second swat followed, and then a third. Blood rushed to her cheeks,
coloring them a bright red. A stinging like lots of little bees spread
across her ass.

"If you are mine, you will have to get used to a certain amount of
discipline." Richard was breathing heavily as he laid into her,
dealing her tender ass a fourth, fifth and sixth blow. May had tears
in her eyes and was clutching the thick loose weave carpet. How could
he do this? How could she let him? She was very conscious of his hard
cock against her.

Three more swats landed, each one sending tremors through her whole
body. It was like ropes of pain inside her that stretched from her ass
and right into her gut. And then there was a pause.

"We'll leave it at ten tonight, since this was your first punishment."
His voice was gruff. "Just remember that if you behave, this doesn't
have to happen." And then he spanked her a last time, a hard smack
that elicited a choked gasp from the athletic brunette.

"Get out of my lap, but stay on your hands and knees."

She scrambled to the floor and waited. Standing up, he got on his
knees behind her and without any further preamble, crammed his cock
deeply into her pussy. She didn't realize how wet the ordeal had
gotten her before she felt how easily he bottomed out. There was no
finesse or tenderness. It was a straight fuck, and he gave her all he
had, gripping her waist tightly and pounding into her from behind.

Maybe that just turned her on more. Pumping her hips back at him, May
was moaning loudly. The hard cock pounded her, assaulted her, and she
felt her third orgasm of the night building. When it came, she
screamed. She shook. She clutched the rug. And then he groaned and
emptied himself right into her. May felt his cock swell as his seed
shot deep into her pussy. He held her against him, his strong ass
cheeks tight as he pressed forwards.

And then they collapsed on the thin mattress, catching their breath.
She lay flat on the floor and he on top, a heavy weight on the small
girl.

"Oh shit!" May just realized what had happened. "You know I'm not on
the pill!" She could feel his come oozing out of her.

"Where are you in your cycle?"

"Um, I'm due in a couple of days, I guess." She blushed.

"Then you're most likely ok." He reached around her protectively.
"We'll worry about it in the morning."

"But..."

"Sshhh."

May was silent for a while before she spoke quietly, "I'm cold."

"Well, I had this mattress laid out for you..."

"Oh." She sounded dejected.

Richard looked at her, at the mattress and then back at her. He stood
up. Reaching out his hand, he offered to help her up. She took it. Not
letting go, he pulled her with him to the head of his bed. With his
free hand, he threw the covers aside. He indicated for her to get in
before he followed, getting into a spooning position behind her. His
strong arms surrounded her protectively and the down comforter was
pulled up to almost cover their heads. May snuggled into him,
wriggling herself backwards. His now limp cock was rubbing softly
against her ass, still a little cold with wetness.

She fell asleep wondering what would happen now.
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