The Warehouse
Introduction:
Master overseeing a forced orgy takes a special interest in 2 girls.
Standing beside Mr. Reese, his assistant, Mr. White, a wiry old man, nodded with satisfaction.
“Well, Sir, what do you think of the latest crop of recruits?”
Master Reese looked out at the proceedings below. “I’m undecided, Ethan. We shall see as the night progresses.”
This wasn’t any typical porn industry production in progress. The girls here tonight – and even a good share of the guys – had been kidnapped and forcibly brought here. Their clothes stripped of them, their families threatened, they were told one thing only: You are a sex slave now. Your only purpose in life will be to please your future master or mistress, nothing more. Tonight was a showcase of their abilities, their libido, and their sexual allure. All of the captured sex slaves had been given one simple instruction tonight. Release your inhibitions and put on a good show for the potential buyers watching the live streams of the forced orgy.
It would be a night to remember.
Master Reese nodded at Mr. White and gestured toward the wraparound stairway. “Shall we go down for a closer look, my friend? After you.”
“Thank you, Sir.” Mr. White took the lead down the steps. Both men were impeccably dressed in tuxedos. As they reached the bottom of the stairs they got their first up-close view of the action.
A short, petite Puerto Rican girl named Chloe was fucking a man named Mike in the reverse-cowgirl position. She was moaning as her pussy pumped up and down his shaft. Her breasts shook as she looked back towards him. Mike slapped her butt cheeks with a resounding SMACK.
“Move that ass, bitch. I want to see your cunt cream dripping down my shaft. Let’s see how horny your young pussy can get.” Mike was one of the ‘enforcers’ at tonight’s event. These were the men who participated and, if they saw any girls or guy-slaves slacking off, they provided the means of extra motivation. That meant punishment.
“Ooohh!!! Please, I’m fucking you, what more do you want?” Chloe moaned. She turned to look forward again, startled to see a tall black man named Chris standing before her on the bed.
“Why don’t we fill this cutie’s mouth? I think she talks too much. Suck it, bitch.” Master Reese heard Chloe’s muffled cry as Chris pinched Chloe’s nose so that she had to open her mouth wide to take in a gulp of air. He pushed his cock between her lips, and soon she was making more muffled sounds of sucking and licking as he grabbed the back of her head and thrust his penis towards the back of her throat. A few minutes passed until the sound of her desperate sucking and slurping reached a crescendo.
“AAAAHHH. This bitch was born to suck cock,” Chris growled. He looked down to see pre-cum leaking from between Chloe’s lips, dribbling down the girl’s chin, all the way to her sexy breasts. Meanwhile, Mike watched avidly as the seal of Chloe’s cunt lips gripped his cock. Master Reese noted with satisfaction that Mike’s cum leaked down the sides of his own shaft. Chloe had already made him gush inside her.
“It seems this one has potential,” Mr. White murmured. Mr. Reese nodded.
“So it appears.” Reese peered at Chloe more closely as they walked by. She was beautiful, maybe 5’2 with medium-shaped yet perky breasts, and that face…it was cute with that button of a nose and such expressive brown eyes.
“Where did we acquire her, and what’s her name?”
Mr. White consulted his phone. “Ah, she’s a fresh new face. Chloe Esperita, 18 years of age. Her father owed some sizeable gambling debts to The Collective. Mr. Tycho took the man’s wife and daughter as payment.
Mr. Reese rubbed his chin thoughtfully. “Is that so? You’ll have to point out the girl’s mother to me, if we happen to run across her. I wonder if the apple fell far from the tree, so to speak.” He watched intently as the big black man named Chris grunted, pulling his shaft out of Chloe’s mouth. Huge strings of pre-cum drifted from her bottom lip. He wiped a large splotch of pre-cum against her nose, making it glisten.
“Not bad, little slut. Now let’s see if my friend is done fucking your pussy. I want a turn.”
“No. Please, let me rest,” Chloe begged. Instead, she yelped as Mike slapped her ass cheeks again.
“She’s all yours. I came up her young twat already. Let me tell you, brother, her pussy is a real ball-milking paradise. She’ll have you coming inside her like a bull in heat.” So saying, Mike pushed the girl off of him and the big black man picked her up as if she weighed nothing.
“Wait! What are you doing?! Aaahhh!” Chloe squealed as Chris impaled her slick cunt on his eagerly waiting prick. Chloe’s arms instinctively wrapped around Chris’s neck while Mr. Reese watched her snatch slam down hard onto the black man’s ebony knob. She sank balls-deep onto him with a plaintive groan that expressed a mixture of pain and pleasure.
“Ooooh! Please, Sir. Go slow. You’re huge,” Chloe sighed.
“Do you love my cock, bitch? Tell me how much you LOVE this cock,” Chris growled as he cupped her ass with one hand and inserted a saliva-coated finger into her anus with his other hand.
“Yes, Sir. I love your cock!” Chloe wailed. “AHH!”
The two formally dressed men turned to look at one another.
“Shall we see what else is on the menu?” Mr. White continued. Mr. Reese nodded, glancing at the noticeable bulge in the older man’s pants.
“By all means.”
They continued on, turning down an aisle lined with beds and couples, or even groups with three, four, or more naked sexual partners crammed on the same bed. Mr. Reese’s hawk-like face stiffened as he saw someone he recognized.
A busty, young brunette with pale skin named Sabrina rode the cock of a man named Mark. Her curvy, naked figure writhed on top of the man, who was both handsome and muscular. The couple faced each other, their hands intertwined for easy leverage as Sabrina bounced on his shaft. Her tits shook violently with the force of her enthusiastic impalements. The sound of their smacking bodies echoed well beyond, lost only in the constant grunts, smacks, moans, and sounds of sexual release coming from throughout the warehouse.
“Yes. Tear out my pussy. Fuck me, Mark. I want your cock deep inside me. I want it stabbing into my cervix, you bastard. Fuck me and fill me with your hot seed. I want it all, Mark, so deep inside me! Make me your slut,” she cooed. Mark just kept grunting beneath her, clearly marveling at her jiggling breasts and the tireless slit that kept making his manhood vanish between such silky-soft folds. Her shaved pussy pumped fast and furiously. Judging from the strong scent of feminine fluids, she’d already reached orgasm at least once.
Mr. White blanched when he saw the couple, and his gaze slid nervously to Mr. Reese, whose face had turned ashen.
“I had no idea, Sir. If I had known…”
“Please, Ethan. You know I don’t blame you for this. Wait here. Let me take care of this.” The tall, impressively built Mr. Reese was in his mid-40s, though he looked much younger. A casual observer wouldn’t have guessed the truth, looking at the nubile young body of Sabrina Reese, his 21-year-old daughter.
Mr. Reese came rushing over to her as she humped fervently on her boyfriend’s cock.
“Sabrina, you were forbidden to come to this event and you disobeyed anyway,” he growled. “I am very disappointed in you.”
Suddenly the young woman came out of her sexual bliss. She kept bouncing on Mark’s iron-hard shaft, but as her breasts kept jiggling, her face turned to one of panic.
“Ohhh please Daddy, I wanted to come and see what it was like. It’s so hot. This is such a turn-on, to be surrounded by so many beautiful naked young sex slaves. I couldn’t NOT come, Daddy. Please don’t be mad. I roped Mark into coming, so don’t blame him. Please let me stay.”
James Reese gave his daughter a glare colder than ice. “You chose to come here despite my command. You know that when you disobey me, there are always consequences.” He stepped over to a chest near the end of the bed. Every aisle had a few of these chests positioned strategically here and there. He opened it up and drew out a short three-tailed whip with beaded nylon tips on each end. He handed it to a startled Mark.
“I want you to whip those tits hard, Mark. Her ass too. If you want to be my future son-in-law, you’ll do exactly as I say.”
The stunned young man gaped for a moment before recovering his senses. He knew that his girlfriend’s father was not a man to be trifled with. The man’s reputation was downright scary.
“Yes, Sir.” Mark’s wrist flicked, and the three-tailed whip smacked hard right across Sabrina’s breasts. The girl knew better than to try to block the blow with her arms – that would just bring more displeasure and punishment. So she just groaned as she felt the sting of the whip slap across her supple young cones. She kept pumping her pussy up and down, greedily slurping up Mark’s penis into her damp heat. The squelchy-wet sounds of her aroused pussy creaming up on Mark’s shaft offered a strange contrast to her yelps of pain.
“OW! UHH!!!” Sabrina groaned as the next lash of the whip snaked across her perfectly-sculpted ass cheeks. Then Mark returned to her perky breasts, slamming the whip resoundingly right across her nipples as she squealed loudly for all to hear.
“Please Daddy, make him stop. Please!” Sabrina moaned. “It hurts so much.”
“You should have thought of that before disobeying me,” her father reminded her. Now Mr. Reese turned to go, but not before giving Mark one last instruction.
“Mark, keep whipping her like that until she’s too exhausted to even fuck. I want her to almost pass out riding your shaft. I want her tits and ass so sore from your whipping that she’ll never forget tonight’s lesson. Is that clear?”
“Uh! Uh!! UH!!! Yes, Sir,” Mark grunted. “Crystal clear. I’ll whip Sabrina until she can barely move, Sir. I’ll make her writhe on my cock until she’s barely conscious. Ahhh!!!”
“Good. See that you do, Mark. I have full confidence that you can outlast her. Do not disappoint me,” Mr. Reese warned. With one parting look at his naked daughter, the man said, “Have fun, Sweetie.”
He ignored Sabrina’s pleas trailing after him – “No, Daddy. Oh please Daddy!” – and rejoined his companion.
“That was well done,” Mr. White said.
“When providing discipline, sometimes I prefer to improvise. Unfortunately, my daughter is a lascivious little slut. She requires more correction than most.”
Most people would have been shocked to hear a man talk about his own daughter this way, but not Ethan White. He knew his master’s oddities and the Reese family’s foibles better than he knew himself. He was a constant confidante to his boss. He’d grown more than just close to Mr. James Reese. The bond of loyalty connecting Ethan to the man he served was sacrosanct.
Now the two men passed a short, busty Asian girl with red-dyed hair named Ava. Her perfectly shaped breasts were heaving after a rough coupling, and she sat on the bed with her legs wide, cum seeping from her raped pussy. Another Asian girl named Lily knelt beside her, spreading her cunt lips wide with her fingers so that five men gathered around could watch each drop of jism seeping out onto the bedsheets.
“Oooh baby, look at all that nasty cum,” Lily purred. “You’re a real natural, a sweet, submissive slave. These men are going to fuck you all night long. Doesn’t that sound fun? What should we do next? Maybe you need your ass fucked.” Lily was one of the few female enforcers. Her wicked smile gave her away. She stroked Ava’s breasts and nibbled at the captive’s nipples as the 22-year-old girl moaned.
“Please, have mercy. I’ve never…done anal before. And my pussy is so sore! Let me at least rest before the next man fucks me,” Ava whined. But Lily just shook her head.
“What, and disappoint the potential buyers watching the live streams to evaluate your sexual talents? The show must go on, cute slut…and go on it shall.”
Mr. Reese and Mr. White moved out of earshot.
“Where did we get that sexy Asian cunt?” Mr. Reese asked.
“She was a refugee from Myanmar. One of the Collective’s patrols picked her up, half-drowned on a sinking boat. We don’t know much about her.”
Mr. Reese gave a subtle smile. “Well, I liked the look of that girl’s pussy, even if it was dripping with another man’s cum. Make a note to have her thoroughly cleaned and brought up to my suite in the early hours of the morning, will you?”
“Of course, Sir. As you wish.”
And with that, the two men proceeded through the remaining aisles during the forced orgy. Somewhere, Mr. Reese imagined he heard Sabrina’s cries as she humped her boyfriend’s cock and felt the hard bite of the whip across her sensitive young breasts. The Warehouse continued to echo with the groans, grunts, and cries of willing – and unwilling – sexual partners long into the night.
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Several Hours Later…
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James Reese stepped out of the shower in his upstairs suite at the Sheraton Royale. The Collective owned the entire hotel, all the staff too. It was the perfect concentration of vice within a city of vice. Slipping into his mauve bathrobe, the athletic, middle-aged man took a sip of his favorite vodka, put the glass back on the nightstand. He fired up his laptop and glanced at the time.
It was nearly three in the morning. The sexual escapades at the Warehouse a short distance away had almost certainly died down by now. He brought up his email and pulled up his various banking accounts. His phone rang, he picked up.
“Yes?”
“Mr. Reese, sorry to disturb you, Sir.”
Reese chuckled. “It’s fine, Ethan. No need to apologize. I told you to call me at this hour, remember? How are things faring at the Warehouse? Was our little showcase a success?”
Mr. White’s voice took on a rare, boastful tinge. “Actually, quite so, Sir. Quite so. You’ll see if you pull up the accounts, 90% of the slave girls have already been awarded to the highest bidders. In the case of the male slaves, that number is closer to 70%.”
Reese shrugged, not that Mr. White could’ve seen his reaction. “It is what it is. The males always sell at a lower rate. We still take a profit, and that’s what matters. The Collective will be satisfied, and that’s what matters.”
“Just so, Sir. Very good. May I bring up something else?”
Mr. Reese refilled his vodka glass and sat down on the edge of his king-sized bed. “By all means.”
“I bid on the three girls you requested. You won them below the price ceilings you outlined. The Asian girl, Ava. She should be – “
There was a knock on the door.
“Room service,” a voice called in a polite, demurring tone.
“Hold on, someone’s at my door.”
“That will be her, Sir. The girl. I had Ava cleaned up and brought over straightaway, just as you requested.”
Mr. Reese’s eyebrows shot up. “That was faster than usual. Please express my compliments to the transition crew at the Warehouse. Remind me to tip them extra this time around.”
“Will do, Sir.”
“Very well. We’ll speak later, Mr. White. I bid you good evening.” The hawk-faced man hung up the phone and answered the door. Two burly men in hotel uniforms had a beautiful young Asian woman between them. She was naked except for the handcuffs keeping her wrists together in front of her, and the leather collar around her neck. She looked submissively to the carpeting as Mr. Reese opened the door. She was trembling.
“This is Ava, sex slave ID number 35166. Delivered just as promised. She’s all yours, Sir. Congratulations.”
Mr. Reese put a wad of cash discreetly into the man’s palm. “No, thank YOU. Have a good evening, gentlemen.”
The other man handed Mr. Reese an envelope with a key to Ava’s collar and a receipt from the transaction. Then they were gone, and James scrutinized the girl more closely. In any other hotel, he would’ve had to be concerned parading a naked young slave girl through the halls, but this floor’s access was limited to high-ranking members of the Collective only. He admired the girl’s lush beauty. She was light-skinned, with firm, rounded breasts. Her face was pretty, soft, and delicate. It just screamed ‘submissive’ to him, and he very much approved. Her pussy hadn’t been shaved, and there was an enticing little thatch of pubic hair above it, which only turned him on more. Sometimes he liked his women shaved…but sometimes there was something ‘all woman’ about a girl who remained au naturale.
“Come in.” He put a hand on the girl’s ass, enjoying her curves as he used his hand to maneuver her inside.
“Let’s take that collar off you so that we can make you more comfortable.” He took out the key, inserted it into the lock at the back of the collar. Sure enough, something clicked, and Mr. Reese pulled the collar away, discarding it like trash. “I don’t think we’ll be needing that. I prefer my girls unadorned in some areas. The neck just happens to be one of them.” He gave her a charming smile as she looked at the floor. She still refused to meet his gaze.
“There, there. I understand you being a little nervous. Who wouldn’t be? Meeting your new owner can’t be easy,” he said gingerly. Suddenly he came up behind her, slipping a hand between her legs. He gently caressed her sex as the girl trembled in his arms.
“Please…Sir…I’m very tired.”
He loved the way this girl smelled…like jasmine and strawberries. He skimmed his jaw along her shoulder, over to her neck, and gave her a soft kiss behind the ear.
“Mmmm. So you have every right to be, you little slut. I saw you during the festivities.” He slapped her ass, loud enough to make the resounding smack something which startled her.
“On the bed with you, on your back. Legs wide. I agree, you should rest. You just let me do the work. For now, slave, I give you one command and one command only. Relax.”
Ava looked at him with a mixture of fear and hope. Maybe she’d expected an owner more brutal. James Reese didn’t know what was going through her mind, but he was intrigued. He watched avidly as she mounted the bed and laid down on her back. She spread her legs wide, revealing the freshly washed cunt which he couldn’t wait to taste. Mr. Reese shrugged out of his bathrobe. He wore nothing underneath. His shaft bobbed free, engorged and throbbing with desire. He crawled onto the foot of the bed and put his head between her legs. He gently outlined her cunt lips with his fingers.
“Mmmm. Now this looks delectable. I can’t wait to taste you, slut. You’re mine now. All mine. I’m a very lucky man, aren’t I?”
“Y-yes Master,” she said meekly. Good. Apparently the training was starting to take. That would make things easier for everyone. He’d had some slave girls, recalcitrant and rebellious. Breaking those girls was always hard but necessary. It would be refreshing to have an easy transition for once.
“Open your legs wider, bitch.”
“Yes Master.” She opened her silken thighs and he dove right in. Mr. Reese licked along the sides of her lips before tunneling his tongue inside her most intimate place. He loved the feel of her pussy on his tongue, the softness of her contours as he pleasured her. He nibbled at her clit, then stroked it with his tongue. Then he just settled for licking the girl’s sex, flicking his tongue insistently across her nerve bundle as her fluids began to slowly build up. He smelled her gathering scent with satisfaction. He placed his hands on the tops of her hips and caressed the girl’s skin as he picked up his pace. His tongue dove deeper. He slurped loudly as her fluids danced on his taste buds.
“God, you taste as good as I imagined,” he murmured huskily. “This makes me want to fuck you.”
He felt the girl tremble. “Please, Sir, I’m very sore. Many men fucked me in the…inside the big warehouse. My pussy is very sensitive.”
Mr. Reese came up grinning for a moment, her juices glistening along his jaw. “Is that so? I love a sensitive young pussy. Those are even more fun to fuck.” As he said this he began to line up his cock. Ava’s eyes widened in fear as she watched his huge cock-head press at the entrance to her delicate snatch. Just then she was saved by a knock at the door.
The middle-aged businessman growled in frustration. “Now who in the world…” He yanked his cock away and stormed for the door, not bothering to dress.
When he opened it, there were two more men in hotel uniforms. Just like the last pair, these men were well-built. Between them a petite, slender, and very attractive Puerto Rican girl stared at him with sullen eyes. She was naked, with no collar, but her wrists were cuffed in front of her.
“Sorry, Sir. Courtesy of your man, Mr. White. It’s a surprise gift for you. He thought you might enjoy her. The ownership paperwork has already been taken care of.”
Mr. Reese’s demeanor brightened considerably as he took in the girl’s lush curves. Her sun-kissed light brown complexion was a pleasing contrast to the slave girl he already had on his bed. “Very well. Leave her with me. But first, a moment.” He retrieved some cash and placed it in the man’s palm. “Have a good evening, gentlemen.” In a flash, they too were gone, and the sullen slave girl stood at his door.
His libido surged at the prospect of two young ladies naked in his bed for the night. Mr. Reese grasped Chloe by the nape of her neck and yanked her inside.
“You’re a little late to the party, bitch, but we can make up for lost time.” He pointed at Ava. The Asian girl’s legs were spread wide, her pink pussy glistening with some of her fluids in the soft light. “I was just giving your girlfriend there some cunnilingus to get her in the mood for my hard cock. You can finish getting her ready for me. Get in there and start licking.”
Mr. Reese was being abrupt and aggressive on purpose. He’d seen the sullen, resentful look in Chloe’s eyes. He was curious how she would react. He recognized rebellion lying just below the surface all too well. If Chloe was one of the more resistant slave girls, he needed to find that out sooner rather than later. Then he’d break her will, if it came to that.
“Yes Sir,” she said, staring at him with daggers. But she obeyed. The sexy girl knelt on the bed between Ava’s thighs. Chloe began dutifully licking and sucking on the girl’s quim. Her teeth gently pulled at Ava’s clitoris. The girl squirmed and moaned. Soon the Asian girl’s bound hands were lightly caressing Chloe’s hair as Chloe worked her tongue, pummeling Ava’s clit like a cunt-munching lesbian. Mr. Reese stood back, admiring the curve of Chloe’s ass and her tantalizing, fully exposed pussy. He needed to put his cock in that, no doubt about it.
For now, though, he left the two naked girls on the bed.
“You two behave…and don’t stop. I’ll be right back.” This was a test. He had closed CCTV in the room, and the app on his phone gave him a live feed. He wanted to see what they would do when he wasn’t in the room. He stepped out into the hallway, completely naked, and closed the door. He called Mr. White.
“Hello Sir?”
“Thank you for the surprise gift. I’m putting it to good use as we speak.”
“I’m glad to hear that, Sir. Is there anything else I can do for you?”
“No, not at all. Good night, Ethan. Or should I say ‘good morning? Ah, well. Don’t call me before noon. I have a busy night ahead of me.” He hung up and pulled up the feed.
The Puerto Rican hottie was still obediently slurping on Ava’s twat. In fact, her enthusiasm had gone up a notch. The Asian girl was moaning, bucking her hips a little in Chloe’s pretty face. Meanwhile Chloe’s nose was buried in the girl’s crotch. She was clearly licking, sucking, and flicking that tongue for all she was worth. Ava’s body squirmed as her chest rose and fell, higher and higher, with panting breaths.
“Oooohhhh,” Ava moaned. “Aaahhhh.”
Chloe buried her face in the Asian beauty’s snatch with redoubled effort. Her tongue slid between her slickening folds. Ava reached down to fondle her own breasts.
“Yes. More. Please more,” Ava sighed. “That feels so good.”
She moved her hips faster now. She shoved her pussy in Chloe’s face. Chloe took it, slurping more loudly, grasping Ava’s clit between her teeth and gently pinching the exquisitely sensitive nerve bundle until the busty Asian slave girl couldn’t take it anymore. Suddenly Ava’s hands bunched up in Chloe’s hair.
“Ooooohhhh!!!!” Ava crooned, and that was all the warning she gave before the orgasm tore through her. Mr. Reese snuck back into the room just in time to see Ava’s legs twitch as her cunt convulsed on Chloe’s tongue. The dark-skinned slave girl gave a muffled groan as she felt Ava’s juices spurt onto her tongue, down her throat, a pungent and flavorful medley that also filled the air with the smell of sex.
To Mr. Reese’s surprise, Chloe automatically swallowed and lapped up Ava’s cunt cream without being asked. He was mildly impressed as Chloe continued to lick out Ava’s fluids from the girl’s sated sex, never stopping because he – her Master – hadn’t yet told her to stop.
“That’s enough, Chloe.” Chloe sat up and looked over at him with those still sullen, unaccepting eyes.
“Yes Master,” she said woodenly. James strode over and cupped the side of Chloe’s face. Her jaw and chin were glistening with leftover cunt cream, so Mr. White leaned in and licked the nectar off Chloe’s face. He could sense her seething anger. She wanted to be free. She was daring him to do something about it, too, he could see it in her defiant gaze.
“I was going to fuck Ava first, but you know what, Chloe…I’ve changed my mind. You did such a good job, bringing your girlfriend to orgasm, I think you deserve the reward of taking the first cock.”
“Yes Master. As you wish,” Chloe said. He had Chloe lay right beside Ava, splaying her legs wide. Then he got an idea. He glanced over at Ava.
“Just because I’m being gentle with you tonight and taking pity on you doesn’t mean you don’t have to earn your keep, little bitch. I want you licking out my ass while I fuck your girlfriend. Don’t worry, I took a shower recently. It’s freshly washed.”
Ava blanched at the idea. He could tell that she was considering protesting. But she clamped her mouth shut at the last moment. She nodded and prepared to get on her hands and knees behind her Master, even as Mr. Reese positioned his cock-head at Chloe’s labia to begin the hard, brutal fucking.
“Are you ready, slut?”
Chloe licked her lips. For the first time, he saw a glimmer of something other than anger or resentment. There was a spark of anticipation, seeing that huge, impressive cock ready to penetrate her delicate sex.
“Yes, Master. Please fuck me.”
To his shock, there was a genuine note of desire in her voice. He complied, throwing his hips forward as he thrust into her balls-deep in one mighty fuck. Chloe gasped. Her cuffed hands pressed against his chest as he pounded inside of her. He relished the feel of that snug, cock-squeezing young pussy as it gripped him in all the right ways. She was tight, for sure. Then again, she was only 18 years old. He doubted she’d known may cocks before this night. Perhaps she’d sucked a few of her high school boyfriends off, but this would take things to a new level.
He grunted as he thrust deep inside her, again and again and again, and Chloe’s tits shook as the mattress underneath them shook too. James loved watching those young breasts jiggle as he fucked her. Her nipples stood out, hard, erect, and aroused as he lanced through her sex with one violent thrust after the next. He could fuck this girl all night long. God, she was so beautiful.
He put a hand around her neck to hold her in place as his cock slammed forward with a pulverizing thrust.
“Uhh!! You like that, bitch? Tell me you like it. Tell me how big your Master’s cock is.”
From Chloe’s training earlier that night, she knew the right answer. Her pretty face blushed with shame…and desire.
“Master, I love your cock inside me. Fuck me with your merciless cock. Your cock is huge, Sir. It’s the biggest cock my pussy has ever known. Please fuck me. Fuck me HARD, Master. I live for your cock,” she said dutifully. Her eyes were filled with sadness, resentment, but also lust – such a swirl of emotion. She bit her lip, moaning as he pounded into her. She was definitely getting off on this, but Mr. Reese wasn’t sure how much she was admitting the truth, even to herself.
Meanwhile, Mr. Reese felt the pleasant sensations of Ava’s tongue burrowing into his anus. The girl’s tongue felt heavenly as she stimulated his nerve endings to perfection. The sound of her slurps and of Mr. Reese’s body joining with Chloe’s during the constant cadence of their fucks now filled the room.
“Uhhh!!! I’m not coming inside you…not until you come first, little cunt. I want to see the look on your face as you come. I’ll give you pleasure, little bitch, more pleasure than you can handle.” The way he suddenly showed interest in her pleasure over his, it seemed to send the girl into a state of confusion. Chloe’s eyes shifted. She went from seething to just plain bewildered. The athletic man reached to the nightstand, grabbing a universal key to the handcuffs. He un-cuffed her, even as he continued to fuck her, and then growled between his grunts and constant plunges.
“Come on, slut. I want to see you gushing on my cock.” Still half-stunned, Chloe slipped a hand onto Mr. Reese’s muscular shoulder. She used the leverage to help their bodies smack together. He fucked her like a savage, but simultaneously she shoved her crotch toward him, accepting his cock. Then, with her other hand, she gripped his ass cheek and squeezed, using her hand-hold on his ass for yet another means of leverage to help his cock lance that much deeper into her throbbing cunt. The feel of her fingers squeezing his ass turned him on in a way words couldn’t convey. Mr. Reese groaned, his cock straining, his balls churning with jism that begged for release. But he held back. Amazingly, he held off his orgasm.
“Are you close, little bitch? Do you want to come for me?”
She whimpered, but despite the intense arousal surging through her teenage twat, she needed help crossing the finish line. Her clit pulsed with the need to be touched, her master knew it, and that’s when he struck. Mr. Reese suddenly returned his hand to the front of Chloe’s neck and slammed her back to the bed so violently the entire mattress shook like an earthquake had hit. “Lie still, bitch. Let me show you what a real cock feels like…let me show you how to CUM on a man’s cock properly.”
He kept the Puerto Rican teenager pinned with his hand gripping her by the front of the neck as he kept fucking her so roughly, his balls slapping against her inner thighs. His free hand slipped to her shaved sex. Now, each time the big man’s cock slid almost completely out of her snatch, his free hand upped the barrage of rubbing and stroking along the girl’s joy nub. He kept slamming his vein-throbbing shaft between the sexy girl’s cunt lips as he caressed her clit with a fervent dedication. With his one hand pinning the girl by her slender neck, he stared at her. Why? Because he loved seeing the gradual transformation as those pretty brown eyes glazed over with budding ecstasy. Her two small, delicate hands were wrapped around the big wrist which now held her by the neck too. She looked so helpless and sexy. Chloe’s lush, gorgeous young body screamed ‘Fuck Me! – that was all Mr. Reese could think as he felt his girth plow deeply into her soft, warm slit.
Whatever anger and resentment the girl felt for being sold to him as a sex slave, one thing was certain: Chloe definitely loved being dominated. She loved being fucked hard and given no quarter. She would be his…No…whether she knew it or not, whether she admitted it or not, she already was.
“AAAHHHH! Please, Sir. Oh god. Oh…”
Now James sensed that this young slut underneath him, this young slut who was gripping his cock with her pussy like a divine glove, was about to reach orgasm. Her firm, rounded breasts were heaving as her breath came out in rasps, though he couldn’t tell whether that was from him partly choking off her airway or from the impending orgasm about to rip through her body. Then it intensified with a verbal surrender that made his dick even harder. Chloe’s face contorted with pleasure. She trembled and bit her lip. “Yes Master. More. Please fuck me harder, make me come. Stretch my pussy,” she moaned. He leaned down, and that’s when their lips joined.
He loved the cocktail of sensations – Chloe’s tongue in his mouth, Ava’s tongue in his ass – and all the while his shaft plunging inside the damp heat of the teenage girl beneath him. Nothing had ever felt so perfect as this singular moment.
Then it came. Chloe gasped. Her pebbled nipples rubbed against his chest as her arms enfolded his torso, and she gushed uncontrollably on his plunging penis. Her fluids covered his shaft, coating him with her scent as she cooed loudly, her body shuddering almost as if she was having a seizure.
“Uuuuhhhh!!!!” Chloe groaned, and the groan morphed into a soft moan, “Aaaaahhhh,” until her convulsing snatch and writhing body finally stilled underneath Mr. Reese. The well-muscled businessman looked down with satisfaction at the girl’s face. Purged was the seething resentment in the girl’s eyes…at least for now. He leaned down and gave the girl a kiss on the nose, then on each of her closing eyelids as he continued to fuck her with slow, powerful strokes. He relaxed his iron-fisted grip around the girl’s neck. She sputtered and coughed.
“Mmmm. You’re so beautiful and sexy. I love watching you come, Chloe. You’re my favorite little slut. I’ll treat you like the little whore they started training you to be. You’ll see. If you obey, I’ll show you that being mine is a fate better than anything you could’ve hoped for.” The girl’s eyes fluttered open, beyond skeptical. But he distracted her with a passionate kiss. Then, in the middle of that kiss, he thrust his hips forward, balls-deep inside her wet sheath, stabbing into her with his cock as cum fountained from the tip of his penis. He groaned as their kiss deepened. He felt her hands slide up his back and clench up hard as she felt his seed fill up her young sex. There was this moment where oblivion erased Mr. Reese’s mind like a glass shattered on concrete.
Then he was back, fully aware of every sensation…of his cock nestled inside the Puerto Rican girl’s warmth. Chloe sagged, lifeless and exhausted beneath him as his body covered hers like a blanket. Ava’s licking in his anus had stopped. He glanced behind him.
“Did I say you could stop, bitch?”
Suddenly Ava’s attentions picked up again. Mr. Reese turned back to look down at his alluring young slave girl. Chloe sighed. They both ignored Ava’s frantic licks as the Asian girl’s breasts shook a little just from the sheer zeal of her attentions, as her head bobbed up and down. James let out a sigh of contentment as Ava’s tongue twirled and worked his tight hole. Then he finally relented.
“All right, Asian slut. That’s enough. I have a more important job for you.” He slowly drew his softening prick out of Chloe’s quim. Chloe and Mr. Reese looked down at the girl’s ravaged pussy. It was fully tainted with their combined sexual fluids, her cream and his jism, and it glistened like a proper ‘cream pie’ that would have made any porn film director proud. Mr. Reese framed Chloe’s well-fucked pussy with his fingers and looked to Ava, who was practically gaping at it.
“You’ll clean out the little slut’s pussy now, Ava. And if you do a proper job, I’ll fuck you gently and then let you sleep for the night.”
Ava nodded quickly. “Yes Master.” She knelt between Chloe’s legs, slurping and vacuuming up the fluids frantically.
Master Reese grinned and sat back on the bed. He enjoyed the conflicting emotions playing across Chloe’s cute face as she felt her fellow slave girl’s tongue in all the most scandalous places. His hands roved over Chloe’s lush breasts, rubbing and massaging until he gently pinched her aroused nipples. He loved watching her squirm. She looked up at him, questions on the tip of her tongue which Ava’s attentions distracted her from being able to verbalize.
“Time enough for questions later. I know you must have many of them. Being a slave girl is a strange existence, a hidden life. You’ll learn. Don’t worry, little fuck-toy. Dear, precious Chloe.” He leaned down and kissed her, stifling her moan as Ava took the initiative to suck on her clit. In the back of his mind, Mr. Reese felt something lock into place. Yes, he would keep these girls rather than resell them. There was something special about them both.
Later, he left the girls under the covers. They slumbered peacefully in each other’s arms. Like the other girls in his collection, they would learn to care for each other, bonded by the task of serving their Master – him. He stepped into the bathroom to use the toilet, and afterward he just stood staring at himself in the mirror. Mr. Reese rubbed his chin thoughtfully. Yes, no matter how long it took, he would teach Chloe to accept her new life. Ava too. Chloe and Ava would be prime additions to his collection. Rare to the point of priceless, these girls were meant to be cherished – and when the time called for it – abused with a tempered hand. Luckily that hand would be his forevermore.
THE END
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Remember, this is a fantasy, nothing less and nothing more. Indulge your fantasies. Get out of your comfort zone. Life is too short not to. Maybe you’re like me, maybe you love being dominated…maybe your fantasies are extreme…or maybe not. To each their own.
~gaggedkitty
