“N nnnmrphphnnn!”
“Again!”
“N nnnmrphphnnn!”
“Do I feel good to you, girl?”
“Mmmmmm, hmmmmm!”
“You will accept my seed?”
“Mmmmmmm!” I nod.
“Uhhhhhhhhhhh!” Samir rubs my clit vigorously.
“Take it! Take it all!” He thrusts hard and freezes.
“Mmmmmmmmmph! Mmmmmmph!” Samir carefully lifts me off his lap.
“You were wonderful, my dear, but I have not had your sister-in-law yet! Alex, trade places with me!”
Alex pulls out of his sister. His cock is still glistening with her juices. He comes over to me and cups my chin.
“You got one more performance left for me, my sweet?”
“Mmmmmmm!” I nod. He sits on the sofa. I start to sit with my back to him, but he stops me.
“No, sit this way. Wrap those sexy legs around me.”
I sit facing him and lower my pussy onto his cock.
“Now move,” he orders me, as he slides his arms around my back.
“Mmmmmmm! Mmmmmmm, mmmmmmmmm, mmmmmmmmph!” I rise and fall in his lap.
“Thrust!” he growls. “Uhhhhhhh! That’s good, that’s good! Is that belly rope real tight?”
“Mmmmmmm, mmmmmmm!”
“What about your gag? Is it real right?”
“Mmmmmmm!”
“You can’t get it off?”
“Nmmmmmph!”
He drives me over the edge once again. I collapse on the couch beside him. Only then does he reach over and remove the tape from my mouth and gives me a real kiss.
“You’re incredible,” he says. “I think we should get you home, let you bathe and rest before tonight.”
“Yes,” is all I can say.
I don’t remember the trip back to the apartment. I don’t remember coming up the private elevator, undressing or getting into bed. All I know is that I wake up that evening in Alex’s bed with a beautiful view of the sun before it begins its descent behind the horizon. I’m alone, which shocks me. The door opens. I sit up in bed while clutching the sheet around my breasts. Alex comes into the room, naked from the waist up.
“I was hoping you would wake up soon,” he says. He creeps onto the bed until his face is even with mine. I part my lips in anticipation of a kiss. He whispers,
“Do you have any idea how badly I want to fuck you now?”
“Show me,” I whisper back. He captures my lips with his mouth. Our tongues wrestle for a moment. Alex cups the back of my head as he deepens the kiss. Then he breaks it.
“Open for me.”
I open my mouth. He puts a pair of my panties into my mouth.
“Hold them,” he says. I nod. He reaches down and comes back with some duct tape and a long white cotton cloth.
“Gag yourself for me.”
I layer six strips of duct tape over my mouth, from my nose to my chin. Then I take the white cloth and tie it over my mouth and nose. I make three knots behind my head.
“Hands behind you.”
I hold my wrists behind me so he can bind them. Then he drops his pants. He’s already rock solid hard! Alex lies on the bed with his cock sticking straight up in the air.
“Come and ride me.”
“Mmmmmm,” I nod. I climb up on the bed. Alex takes my arm while I straddle him. He takes his cock and guides it to my wet and hungry pussy. The door opens again. Brenda comes in and sees us. She’s already naked! She doesn’t say a word, but comes and straddles Alex’s face. She leans forward and cups my chin.
“Move up and down,” she says.
“Mmmmmm, mmmmmm,” I nod. She kisses my gagged mouth while rubbing her breasts against mine. Oh man, oh man, oh man! Between having Alex’s cock inside of me and Brenda kissing me and stroking my hard nipples with her own, I know I’m going to cum very soon. Brenda is moaning too, as Alex teases her pussy with his tongue.
“Uhhhhhhh! Ahhhhhhhh! Ahhhhhhh, mmmmmmm! Fuck! Fuck,” she groans. She grabs my breasts.
“Feeling good, pet?” she asks breathlessly.
“Mmmmmmm, mmmmm, mmmmmm!” I nod.
I come first, followed by Brenda and then Alex.
“Take my spot,” Alex says to me. He unties my hands from behind my back and ties them over my head instead. He motions to Brenda.
“Clean her up.”
Brenda smiles and dives between my legs. Alex comes up behind her.
“Uhhhhhhhh, ohhhhhh!” she moans. Alex pushes inside of her.
“You are both horny sluts, aren’t you?” Alex pants.
“Yes, brother dear, we are!”
“Mmph, mmm nrm hnrnm phmnphph!”
Brenda chews and gnaws at my pussy, sliding her tongue in and out of me. I cannot hold still at all. I buck and thrust into her face. She pushes back as Alex continues his own thrusting from behind. We all reach our second orgasms rather quickly. Alex stands up and says to Brenda,
“I want you to clean me off.”
“And our slave?”
Alex smiles.
“Give Aniyah something to keep her busy.”
Brenda smiles. She reaches into the drawer for more ripe. She binds my belly, but this time she threads the free ends of the rope between my legs, gives them a tug and brings them back to the front before giving them another tug and making a knot. She also clips my nipples.
“Enjoy yourself,” she says before getting on her knees before Alex and taking his cock into her mouth.
“Mmmmmmmmph! Mmmmmmmm, mmmmmm, mmmmmmmmm!” I scream. I begin thrusting with my pelvis. The rope digs and teases my pussy at just the right angles. I yank hard on the wrist ropes too. “Mmmmmmmph!” I begin making scooping motions with my pelvis too. Oh God, watching them is making me so damn hot! So hot…
“Mmmmmmm! Mmmmmm! Hmmmmm, mmmmmm, mmmmmmmph!”
I’m twisting and turning and bucking until I come a third time.
I collapse on the bed.
“Let’s go get ready for the evening,”Alex pants, pulling Brenda to her feet. “We will let our slave enjoy herself a while longer before she gets ready for the party tonight.”
“Mmmm, yes. Don’t worry, we will check on you,” Brenda says. “Enjoy the belly and crotch rope.”
I nod. My head rolls to one side. Who knew that such pleasure was even possible? I rest for several minutes before the need to be released overtakes me again.
Between my gagged moans, my own bucking and thrusting I bring myself to a fourth orgasm before I am released from my binds and allowed to take a long hot shower.
After my shower, I get to experience what Brenda calls “true slave transport.” They blindfold and gag me. My wrists are tied behind me. They use rope around my waist to further pull my wrists into the small of my back. Rope is also wound around my chest. They tie my thighs, ankles, and calves together. Then I am placed on something kind of scratchy. I feel something being pulled over my head and zipped. I think I’m in a sack of some kind.
“This is why it pays to have a private elevator,” Alex says as he hoists me over his shoulder. I’m aware of being carried, riding the elevator down, and then carried further. I hear a car door open. Alex lays me inside.
“Enjoy the ride down, my pet.” Then I’m covered with something else soft. The door closes. The engine roars to life. I assume we are going to meet Samir.
My heart races as we drive. I hope we are still going to meet Samir! I hope that Alex didn’t turn on me and decided to sell me to the highest bidder! He wouldn’t. Would he?
The SUV stops. The back door opens.
“This is your slave girl?” I hear Samir’s voice.
“Yes. She’s a bit tied up at the moment,” Alex says.
“Say hello to Samir,” Brenda nudges me.
“Hmmmn, PHnmnr.”
He chuckles.
“Tightly gagged, my dear?”
“Mmmmmm, hmmm.”
“Bring her inside. I have the costumes for her performances. I also have plenty of extra rope, cloth, and tape.”
I am carried inside wherever we are. When I am finally freed from my blindfold and all the rest of my bondage, we are inside of what looks like a small dressing room, complete with a lighted mirror.
“Where am I?” I ask.
“You’re back at the mall,” Brenda says. “We are going to the banquet hall across the way. We have to prepare you for your performance.”
Having been a model for so long, Brenda has learned very well how to apply stage makeup and style hair. She transforms me into a woman I have never seen before, with beautiful cat eyes and thick eyelashes. She even contours my nose to make it look a little smaller and my cheekbones higher. She finishes it off by giving me some green contact lenses to wear. My eyes are naturally brown. Surprisingly, the contacts aren’t that bad once I get used to them. She also adds contour and darkness to my stomach to make it look like I have a six pack. Once the makeup is done, I get into my first costume, consisting of a black and gold bra adorned with sequins, chains and coins that clink when I move, a matching belt and a black skirt with a slit up the side. It comes with a matching headband that holds the long black veil. Alex stuffs my mouth and wraps vet wrap around my head. My gag is concealed by the veil being pulled across my face and pinned into place.
“No panties,” Brenda tells me right before she applies her signature bondage to my waist. Then she allows me to see the banquet hall. The best way for me to describe the room is that it looks like we are inside a beautiful genie bottle. It has been elegantly transformed by the decorators. Elaborate and colorful lanterns hang from the ceiling. The regular ceiling has been covered by gorgeous fabric in turquoise and orange, accented by twinkle lights. More curtains adorn the walls, accented by sequins, sparking coins and more twinkle lights. There are no tables or chairs. Long comfortable benches with satin cushions are pushed against the walls. Small squat tables sit surrounded by beautiful satin pillows. Every single person in there is dressed so elaborately and beautifully in saris, galabias, and jodhpuris.
“I’ve instructed the band to keep the music nice and slow,” Brenda whispers to me, “so that you can showcase your slow and sensual belly moves. They will also want to see some floor work. Oh, and I have one more thing for you to wear.”
I cannot imagine what else I can add to my costume, but she ties some leather straps around my ankles that contain small bells. I can hear Samir addressing the crowd over the microphone. He is speaking a language that I cannot understand. I hear my name and applause.
“It’s time,” Brenda says, “go on and give the performance of your life!”
I emerge from behind a shimmering curtain. The music is so beautiful, slow, and sensual. Something happens to me as I let it take over. It’s like my body isn’t my own. My hips and arms begin to move in sensual circles. I step further into the room. The lights have been dimmed. Flameless candles flicker from each table. The ringing bells further add to the hypnotic state I feel myself in. My pussy is awake and throbbing. I move amongst the tables, jutting my hips with every step. When I reach the center of the room, I extend my arms in front of me and kneel down. I lean back on my arms with my torso extended. Even with the tight belly rope I am able to make my abdominal muscles ripple and roll like ocean waves. The audience loves it!
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