“Very good, Slut fetch the riding crop, Slag my piss coated whore you have not had your punishment yet, How would you like to be positioned?”
“However you want me, Sir,” was her obvious reply. Her reply did not really matter. I knew exactly how I wanted her.
“Go into the spare bedroom, lay on the bed with your legs over the end and wait for us.” She crawled off her arse twerking as she went. She did try, but she was not going to be let off.
When Slut returned I took her into the bedroom where Slag was laying. “Slut get on the bed and kneel over Slags face, don’t let your cunt touch her. Slag lift and spread your legs, Slut hold them apart, wide.” Her cunt was waiting for me to hit it. “Push your tits together,” I had her all ready. I leaned forward and kissed each nipple and her cunt. I played with her clit until it stood proud, then I hit it.
“Owwwwww,” she squawked, trying to close her legs, Slut managed to hold them wide.
“What do you say?” I asked quietly when she had shut up.
“Thank you, Sir,” she said crying. I hit her clit again with the same result. “Thank you Sir.”
“That’s better, I enjoy it so much more when my partners are grateful for what I do for them.” I hit her left nipple which I think surprised her.
“Owwww,” she wailed. Before she could thank me I hit her right nipple. “Owwww, thank you Sir, she was openly sobbing now. That really was sufficient but she had a piss without permission, although they have never needed permission before, it would be illogical to punish her for that. I hit her cunt twice. Her howl was louder, longer and more ear piercing than before, her thank you Sir came out between sobs.
“That was for pissing without permission.” The ‘but’ she was about to utter stayed frozen in her mouth. “You two will cook some breakfast for all of us.” A fried breakfast was served, I love watching the naked girls cook a fried breakfast, perhaps I should buy some aprons.
I left them at the table while I collected a long double ended dildo and some long belts. Into the bedroom girls. I led the way to the spare bedroom. “You are so fond of each other I thought I would help you stay together.” I put them next to the bed and put a long belt around their waists and fastened it tight, their bellies squashed together. “Lift your arms up,” I put another belt above their tits pushing them together. “Open your legs,” I put one end of the dildo in Sluts pussy.
“Slag get this end and shove it up your cunt. Slut push your end in further.” when the dildo was in both as far as possible. “Legs together,” I put another strap around the top of their legs just below their arses. “Well friends you cannot get much closer than you are, so get on the bed, using just your mouths you are going to make me cum.” I got on the bed, sitting at the head I reached across and picked up a book and started reading.
“Get on with it then, once I have reached a climax we can get on with our day. No hands” If you have never had two willing mouths working on your cock and balls, I recommend you try it. They were going to be at it for a while as I had come twice that morning and that’s quite a lot at my age even under extreme stimulation.
I don’t know whether it put them off, every so often I burst out laughing, it was Terry Pratchett’s Soul Music. If you can’t try two girls on your cock try Soul Music, good but it wanes in comparison.
Slag
I collected all the items of clothing from around the house, stripped the beds and remade them and loaded the washing machine. I hand washed the delicates and hung them on the washing line, I realised that being seen was highly unlikely. I washed pots, cleaned all over. I was thinking about last night, it was exciting, my orgasm was good, Anita is really nice and certainly a forever friend. My head is all over the place, love, lust, need, want, fear, I don’t know.
When he had finished with Anita I had to suck his Anita tasting cock until he was hard. I dribbled down my chest and he rubbed his cock between my boobs. I pushed my boobs together to grip his cock. I tried hard to lick it as he pushed it up. He pushed me down and finished off in my mouth.
In the bedroom I was made to lay on the bed with my legs spread. Sir came in with Anita and made her kneel over me and hold my legs wide. I was staring at her pussy, inches away from me I could see it, I could smell it, if I put my tongue out I could probably taste it. Fuck me I wanted to taste it. She pushed my legs down, I could feel it in my groin. He made me push my boobs together and he kissed them, getting my nipples hard, he kissed my pussy and played with my clit which throbbing and standing out.
He hit me, right on the clit! Yow that hurt, really hurt, I shrieked. Anita holding my legs kept them from closing. I had to thank him. Thank him for getting my clit all swollen and my stomach churning then fucking hitting me. As soon as I thanked him he hit me again, fucking hell please stop. My poor pussy, are you making sure I won’t use it?
Yikes he hit my boob, right on the nipple, at least he left my pussy alone, he hit the other boob, I thanked him through my tears. He hit my pussy again twice. I yelled and yelled and I managed to thank him through my sobs. He said it was for not asking permission to pee, who needs permission to pee? The bastard. Now he wants me to cook as though my pussy and nipples were not screaming in agony.
He strapped me and Anita together tight, under the arms so our boobs were flattened into each other causing my nipples to be in agony. The strap at our waist pushed our hips and pubic bone into each other. A two ended dildo was inserted in both of us, it was big and it hurt my poor pussy. Another strap at the top of our legs locked it in place. Laying on the bed we had to get him off with our mouths.
He sat back reading a book, laughing occasionally and totally ignoring us. His cock wasn’t ignoring us, it was good and hard. We alternated sucking his cock and licking and sucking his balls. Sometimes we licked it up and down, looking into each other’s eyes trying not to giggle despite the discomfort.
Master
I was enjoying the book and the attention my cock was receiving. Enjoying the attention too much as I would climax if I wasn’t careful. “Enough for now girls, when you’ve got to go you’ve got to go.” I extricate myself and look down at them. Slag roll on top, Slut, hold her arsehole open.” I put some lube on her arse and slotted in, two or three quick strokes and then out. I walked out and gave myself some time to calm down and went for a piss.
When I returned I rolled them onto their side, positioned myself back on the bed and waved my flaccid cock. “I seem to have gone soft, you will have to start again.” I picked my book up and continued reading.
Slut
We almost had him, he was near to coming when he got up and said he had to go. He had me hold Heather’s bumhole open and he put his cock in. In and out in no time. He went out for about fifteen minutes. When he came back we resumed our positions. The difference being his cock was soft and the last place it had been was in Heather’s bum.
He soon became hard as we worked on his cock and balls, my jaw was aching, I hope he comes soon. Our bodies were slimy with sweat, especially where we were pressed together. I wanted to stop, please come, get it over with for God’s sake. He came onto my face and just carried on reading as if nothing had happened. We carried on until his cock shrank.
He put his book down, got up and walked out saying that we were to untie ourselves. We looked at each other, smiled, kissed and giggled. I unfastened the one at the top allowing us to move our sweaty tits apart. Heather unfastened the one around our waists and we moved a little further apart. The strap over our legs and the dildo were all that was joining us together, physically anyway.
We unclipped the last belt and looked down at the dildo, bent into a U shape and snug in our pussies. “I’ll miss it when it’s gone,” she burst out laughing. I got the giggles.
“When it’s got to go, it’s got to go,” I giggled as we pulled it out.
“I feel quite empty now,” Anita admitted.
Sir came in, “Ah you have it out good girls, clean it with your mouths, a nice double blow job,” he laughed. “Then finish cleaning up, get showered and make yourselves presentable. We are going out, I need a break. I have come three times this morning. How many times have you?”
“None, Sir,” they replied.
“Well you made me come, which means you have achieved your goal of making me happy and that’s all you’re here for.” He walked out!
“That puts us in our place but we did sign up for that and, what the hell, last night was fantastic, right or wrong.” said Anita.
“Me too and it wasn’t wrong,” I leaned into her and kissed her. “Let’s get cracking.”
Master
I saw the girls flitting about the place, cleaning up. They disappeared for about an hour to present themselves to me, clean, sweet smelling and dressed. “Right girls, let us go.” I took them to the cafe on the pier where we had fish and chips and to relax we sat in the sun outside the beach hut for an hour or so. “Slut, put the kettle on, inside Slag.” We all went into the hut and I closed the door. I stripped off.
“Girls, you go tomorrow and you shouldn’t have a holiday without taking home plenty of photos and videos, so I have brought your phones and will take some for you to show your friends. Stand in front of me and lift your dresses.” I had a phone in each hand filming them. “Take them off and lower your knickers to your knees. Spread your legs and stick your cunt forward.” I closed in on their pussies, I’m getting quite good at working phone cameras.
“Hold your cunt open,” I wanted to show their subservience. “Masturbate,” I started with a full length shot then zoomed in on their pussies where I concentrated for a while before moving up to show their faces. Perhaps zoomed is the wrong word; they would not like this going out on Zoom. Certainly a thought for getting everybody involved in future.
“Using one hand unfasten your bra,” I kept things in the singular for now so it would look as though there was just the one in the film and myself there. “Take it off, don’t stop playing with your cunt.” I stopped filming with Slags phone. “Slut lay on the floor, on your stomach,” I sat on the floor with my legs spread.”Suck it,” I ordered. I had a lovely film of her face, my cock in her mouth, looking up at me with pleading eyes. She took my cock out and started licking it, she moved down to my balls and started licking them. She did not take her eyes off the camera even when I lifted my legs so she could lick my arsehole.
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