I was quite aroused and close to the edge, but never quite enough to go over. I’m not sure if she came or not, but then she had just cum all over my face, and I could still taste her on my lips. Eventually we slowed to small movements that I enjoyed but which let me rest and recover. The fire in my skin had died down, and somehow felt quite erotic, on top of the stimulation still coming through my cunt.
I felt her release my other ankle and she slid out from between my legs, stood and stretched. She walked around the table, leaned over and gave me a long, deep kiss before releasing my arms. It felt good to take the tension out of my shoulders for a change.
She leaned back over and kissed me again then said, “One more lesson in pain slut, before you get a chance to serve my cunt one more time.’
She helped me up from the table and walked me over to the X shaped cross. She fastened my wrists and ankles to the cross with me facing it. She leaned against me and whispered, “I’m not going to whip those lovely tits, I plan to play with them later.”
Over my shoulder I saw her pull another whip out of her bag, it was similar but had several tails instead of just one. She started lightly whipping my back and shoulders, each strike was preceded by the soft whistle of the whip through the air, and left several mild stings, I could tell that by the time she worked her way down to my butt that the whistle of the whip through the air was higher pitched, the stings were stronger, as was the sound of the cords striking my butt. She worked her way down across my butt and down my thighs, then back up to my butt. By the time she moved back to my shoulders my butt was again on fire. She didn’t whip my shoulders long before returning to concentrate on my butt. Only when I moaned in pain did she stop.
She kissed my neck and said, “good slut”. I didn’t even try to turn to watch her, so was surprised when I felt lubed fingers probing my ass. She didn’t work it long before I felt the fingers withdraw and something larger pushing against my anal ring. It slipped in rather easily and any sting was lost in the strong stinging still coming from my whipped butt. I felt it slip in deeper and deeper until she was again by my ear and whispered, “This is much smaller than your Master, I’m going to enjoy fucking your ass, and if you’ll relax so can you.”
With that she started to slowly and steadily fuck my ass. I tried to sort out the sensations, my butt was on fire from the whipping, my ring stung from the fucking, the whipping of the rest of my body had settled to a warm glow, and my cunt was still running from our time on the table, not to mention that I was strapped to a cross and couldn’t move, or even look at the person fucking me.
I finally took her advice, relaxed and concentrated on the feelings of her strap-on fucking my ass. As I focused on that feeling everything else faded into the background. Nothing mattered but the good sensations coming from her using my ass. It wasn’t until she started going faster and harder that my ass was still raw from Master’s big cock friend’s use. Somehow that only added to the sensation. Almost as if they were both fucking me with every stroke.
I rarely cum from anal, but the fire all over my body and the image of them both fucking my ass pushed me over the edge. My body went rigid, my cunt clenched hard, and I moaned. She responded by driving the strap on in deep and hard and holding it there, her hips tight against my bruised, burning butt, setting off another round of clenched cunt and arched back as I came again even harder. She moved my hair and kissed my neck again whispering, “good girl”
She stayed pressed against my butt as I calmed down, and my breathing returned to near normal, before slowly withdrawing the strap-on from my ass. She released the clips attached to my ankle cuffs and then my wrist cuffs while keeping me pressed to the cross with her body, I felt her tits pressed tight against my still whipped back.
She clipped the leash onto my collar and helped me down onto all fours on the floor. I crawled behind her back to the bedroom where she helped me up onto the bed on my sore back. She climbed into bed with me and gently kissed me. She whispered, “your tests are over, your master will be pleased. You know he has plans for you.”
I started to ask a question, but she put her finger to my lips and shook her head no. She started caressing my tits, and then moved to lick, suck and nibble them, flicking them with her tongue until they were almost painfully rigid. That seemed to please her as she pinched, pulled and twisted each one, until I moaned. My moans made her smile. She snuggled tight against me and kept strumming my erect nipples with her fingers, only abusing them enough to keep them rigid. She finally stopped and palmed my left breast, holding it as she rested her head on my shoulder.
I woke up sometime later when she resumed caressing and abusing my nipples. She smiled and said, “they just delivered lunch. Come on and eat.”
She helped me to my feet and instead of taking me down onto all fours, put her arm around my waist and walked with me to the table. As we sat down, she told me, “I told you your tests with me are over. When you are here with your master, I will be working with you. I can’t tell you what your master has planned for you, but I hope you accept his offer. ”
I had to ask, “What do you mean Master has plans for me?”
She got a guilty look, “I should not have told you that, please act surprised when your Master asks or tells you what he wants for you. Just know that you are special, and your Master is very impressed with you.”
Realizing I wasn’t going to get any more information I nodded my head in agreement. She continued, “My name is Julie, I am a sadistic, lesbian domme, and as you saw today, my specialty is whips. Your master and I go way back”
We chatted and got acquainted all through a very nice lunch of soup and sandwiches. As we finished, she told me that master had one more task for me later that afternoon, but that I should rest and recover until he came to get me.
I asked, “Can you at least tell me what master has planned for me this afternoon.’
She hugged and kissed me and with a big smile said, “It is the Juan, the farm foreman’s birthday, think of yourself as part of master’s present to him at the party they are holding for him.”
I foolishly asked, “What will Master want me to do?”
She actually laughed at my question and gave me a hug before answering, “You will do whatever Master and I suspect the foreman wants you to do. The word gangbang, comes to mind.” She saw my reaction, hugged me and dragged me back to bed, where we snuggled and made out until Master showed up.
Master asked Julie if she was coming to the party. She laughed and said, “Only if you let me do the birthday spankings.”
Master smiled and replied, “I considered that, but he needs to be able to work the rest of the week.”
Mater handed me a small bag that had the salon’s make up in it and told me to go make myself look like I did when I came out of the salon. I was frankly amazed at how well the salon make up had held up through several face fucks, tears, and other abuse. Knowing where I was heading, I put it on heavier and darker than the salon had. As soon as Master saw it, I knew he liked it.
Julie gave me a hug and a long deep kiss before Master tied a ribbon and bow around my neck. We walked down to the barn together; to steady me on the gravel drive in my heels, he held my hand with one of his with the other one firmly on my butt playing with my plug.
As we approached the barn the sounds made it obvious that there were more people there than just the three person crew. That suspicion was confirmed when Master led me into the office/lunch area where the party was being held. I immediately saw Nancy lying astride a bench with one of the crew on each end enjoying her ass and oral services.
Master led me over to Juan, handed him my leash and said, “Happy birthday, enjoy your present.”
Juan’s ear to ear grin showed his appreciation and joy of being given me to enjoy. He asked Master, is it all right to share his gift.” Master did not hesitate to tell him “Absolutely.”
Juan led me by my leash over to the table and introduced me to the man on the other side of the table as his father. The resemblance was remarkable. His father asked, “and who is this beautiful naked lady.”
Juan smiled, “she is my birthday present from the owner, would you like to share my present with me?”
His father gave me a concerned look, but I smiled and nodded my head “yes.” It was amazing how fast his pants went down, and his erect cock came out. As Juan laid me across the table, I kissed Dad’s cock and ran my tongue around the mushroom head. Juan pushing deep into my cunt in one long slow steady push drove his dad’s cock deep into my mouth. From both the feeling deep in my stretched cunt and the push against my gag reflex, I could tell that son. was like father and both were well above average in thickness and deep enough to fill my throat, which dad proceeded to do on almost every stroke.
The two stayed in rhythm, in together out together, and started carrying on a conversation in Spanish. I knew enough to follow most of it, but not all and certainly not any nuances. Dad asked if we were whores, Juan replied that we were not, but had trouble explaining to his Dad what we were. They finally agreed on a word that I didn’t know but wasn’t in a position to ask about.
Juan finally asked his dad if he wanted to try my cunt, and they switched. As I had thought, Juan was as thick as his dad, and noticeably longer. He was so wet from my cunt that he easily slipped deep into my throat with every stroke. With Juan fucking deep into my throat I was concentrating on getting my breath when I could until a sharp pain in both butt cheeks told me someone had started spanking both cheeks every time dad pulled back. With Juan in my throat there was no way for me to turn and see who. Things became much clearer when I hear Nancy’s voice encouraging them to “give that cute butt all of Juan’s birthday spankings!” I heard some excited Spanish chatter behind me as the rain of spanks continued to heat up my butt.
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