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Hi, all,
at last, the sixth chapter of my double-crossing '2time' story.
My thanks to those who responded to the first five chapters that I re-
posted recently and encouraged me to keep on writing. If you don't like
it, blame them!
On the writing front, I need to re-arrange these chapters as
this is a very long chapter and should, probably, have been split up
with the first part added to chapter 5. Oh, well, all writing is a
voyage of discovery, innit?
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Legal stuff
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OK, its explicit sex - so don't read it if you are a saddo who doesn't
like sex or imagination.
If you are too young to read this then get a life. Sex isn't everything
- but it its too important to ignore either.
Oh, and what's the rest of the legal stuff??
Its my copyright - free on the web, but don't nick it to make money out
of it or I'll sue you to kingdom cum ........grin
That's enough legal bull-shit - here's the story
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2 times 6
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Joni opened the door of the hotel suite to let Peter in.
'Before you say anything, let me remind you that you are a sub slut
tonight and sub sluts don't talk unless told' Peter said holding her
gaze with a masterful stare.
He smiled to see her dressed as a slut, but then stopped and looked
again.
'Now then,' he said as he moved back to look at her. He shook his head
and said
'No. Its my fault, dear, but the lace blouse was a mistake. So was the
skirt. Take them off.'
Joni walked towards the bed, taking off the blouse to reveal the peep-
hole bra through which her nipples were standing proud. Then she undid
the skirt to show that she was wearing the crotchless pants. The
combination of the red satin exposing her white shaven cunt was
breathtaking.
'Yes, that's slutty enough for my guests.' Peter said. 'get me a drink,
Joni, a whiskey would be fine'
Joni moved over to the drinks cabinet, found the whiskey, poured Peter a
treble.
'The room is most satisfactory.' Peter said as looked round. The sofa
and armchairs had been turned round, facing the large bed.
Peter smiled as Joni took the drink to him as he sat down in armchair.
As she leaned over to hand him the glass, Peter said 'Stop there.'
as he took the drink and then put his other hand on her nipples, gently
tweaking them.
'Feeling randy already,' he murmured, 'just thinking about it, aren't
you slut? I think we ought to make up a name for you for today.'
Joni shivered as he put down the drink and began to fondle her leg also,
moving it up her inner thighs. Her legs went weak as he stroked his hand
across her clit hardly touching it as he pushed her legs further apart.
'Yes, what name should I choose for my lovely slut?' he said as he began
to probe her wet opening. 'How about Candy? No, too obvious.'
Peter stood up and leant Joni over so that her hands reached the floor
and then he moved her legs open so that her arse was sticking right up
and her pussy was facing him. He leant over and licked her pussy making
Joni
tremble. Then without warning he smacked her arse hard making her wince.
'Get on the bed, lie on your back with your legs touching the floor
and open.'
Joni did as she was told, wondering what was coming next. The answer
was nothing as Peter went back to his armchair, took the whiskey and
leant back to look at her.
'What a beautiful cunt. Why do people pussy foot around calling them
other names? Let's just be straight about it. You're going to act like
a sex slave - just a slave to my desires. Just a slave to your own
desires, so that's what I'll call you tonight, Slave. Now, where is
the chain for the dog-collar? You can answer that.'
Joni lifted her head to say 'In the shopping bag on the bed.'
Peter got up and opened the bag, drawing out the chain. He took the
clip and fastened it to the dog collar round her neck.
'Right, slave, get up and get down on your knees on the floor. You're
going to learn to go walkies.' He laughed and started to pull Joni
round the room with him. At first she found it difficult and
Peter yanked the chain a couple of times until she found that the
best way to move was to take short steps as quickly as she could.
'You're learning fast, slave.' Peter stopped and pulled her to her
feet so that she was facing him. He pulled the chain close until her
face was close to his. Holding her steady he leaned down and kissed
her savagely, using his free hand on her arse to pull her close to
him until she could feel his erect cock against her thigh.
'Open up" he ordered her, pushing his tongue between her lips and
then probing her mouth until she began to kiss furiously back.
Peter pulled away and, without a word, he took her on a short leash
towards the bathroom door which he opened.
He pushed her in and made her sit on the toilet.
'Right, slave, my guests will be here soon and when they arrive I will
call for you. I'll take this off for the moment,' he said as he
unclipped the chain.
'When I say sit, slave, you know what to do. Get down and wait for me
to harness you.'
He moved to the door and then turned, 'Do you want a drink Joni?'
which made her laugh as he realised that he had fallen out of
his role. He looked in her the eye trying to be stern and then,
being Peter, he burst out laughing, too.
'Well, its only a game, isn't it?' he grinned. 'What do you want,
you sexy slave?'
'Make it a large vodka.' she smiled.
Joni was sipping the vodka ten minutes later when the door
opened and Peter popped his head in.
'Ready?' he asked. 'My guests are on their way up'
Joni nodded and took a gulp of the vodka.
'OK, its time you went into action, slave. When you enter the room
I want you to keep your eyes on the floor. Don't look up until I tell
you.' he said and smiled.
The next five minutes were a long time as Joni heard the murmur of
voices until the moment came that she was both dreading and
desiring.
'Slave' called Peter from the next room.
Joni swallowed the last of the vodka and shivered. Remembering to
keep her eyes down, she opened the door and walked in.
A murmur of appreciation met her entrance.
'Now, what will you all have to drink?' Peter asked.
Joni went to the drinks cabinet and began to make the drinks.
'I'll have a bourbon' said a deep voice and Joni looked up to see
a heavily sun-tanned man in his fifties wearing a dark grey suit.
Dutifully, she took his drink over to him.
'May I?' asked Robert of Peter.
'Be my guest.' replied Peter and Robert needed no further invitation
to put his hand between her legs and touch her moist sex.
'She seems most willing' Robert commented as he slowly slid a finger
between her cunt lips, probing her and making her blush.
'Have you got some brandy there?' asked a younger, lighter voice
and Joni looked up to see a late thirties man with ginger hair and
a seductive smile.
'Not up here, James' said Robert as he continued to probe her cunt.
The men laughed and Robert let her go and patted her arse to send her
to the drinks cabinet for James.
When she took James his drink, he lifted her chin to look at him.
'What a pretty slave', he whispered as he placed his hands on her
breasts and gently massaged her nipples. Then taking one between
his finger and thumb he squeezed it and then the other, laughing
as Joni's eyes rolled, before he took his drink.
'Will you have your normal, Tom? asked Peter.
Joni looked at the new stranger and was impressed by his clean-cut
face. Immaculately dressed, Tom was a real hunk, tall and dark.
'That will be a single malt, then.' Peter nodded to the
drinks cabinet and Joni obeyed, wondering what Tom would do to her.
'Lie down on the bed.' ordered Tom as he took the drink.
Joni did as ordered and was trembling as Tom pushed her legs wide
and she waited in anticipation until she felt his breath on her
cunt. She was surprised by the splash of liquid on her thighs
and mound until she smelt the whiskey and she gasped when his
tongue started to lap the drink up.
'A waste of a decent drink, if you ask me.' said Peter and the men
laughed, but Joni took no notice as the teasing of Tom's tongue was
driving her towards a desperate need for release.
Forgetting Peter's warning that she must not speak until allowed
she whispered her need. 'Please.'
'Please what?' asked Peter sharply. 'Tom!' he murmured.
Immediately, Tom withdrew. 'Sorry, old man. Got carried away, there.'
Joni was now in a turmoil as Peter moved until he stood over her
and pulled her up. Intent on putting the chain on her collar, Peter
didn't even look at Joni as he fastened it and then pulled her up.
'Walkies, slave.' he ordered and Joni got down on her knees.
'This, gentlemen, is a most obedient slave. You will now meet
your guests again, you slut.' said Peter as he took her round the room
to Robert who was sat in an armchair.
'I've got the video of Deep Throat here,' said Peter, 'and I think you
will
agree that she's just as good as Linda Lovelace.'
Peter went to the video machine, put a cassette in and pressed the start
button. The TV flickered into life to show Linda Lovelace beginning
to give a blow-job. He turned to Joni.
'Robert has discovered that you have a willing cunt, slave. Now, I am
sure you will want to carry out your duties properly and let him
discover
if your mouth is as willing. What IS your duty, slave?'
'To serve.' Joni said as she began to unzip Robert's trousers and pull
his pants down until his cock sprang out.
'Ask.' said Peter.
Joni looked up and meekly asked Robert 'May I suck your cock, please?'
'No' said Robert and,once again, the men all burst out laughing, making
Joni
squirm with embarrassment. 'Oh, OK, then.' he said.
Joni was almost grateful as she opened her mouth and swooped forward to
take his fat cock into her mouth. She was determined to do the job
properly and she bobbed her head on the head of his cock before sliding
it further into her mouth. The silence was electrifying as she took him
deeper and deeper until she began to breathe through her nose and
finally deep-throated him feeling his cock in her throat and the hairs
on his body tickle her nose.
'There. I told you so.' announced Peter.
'A real cock-slucking slave. Well, I have to hand it to you, Peter.'
said James with an admiring voice.
'I'd say she was better than that.' said Tom, nodding towards the TV
screen as Linda Lovelace buried a cock in her mouth.
Joni was able to glance at the screen as she pulled up from Robert's
cock and saw that she was equal to the star.
'But, Linda Lovelace wasn't that versatile, was she?' replied James.
The men laughed and Peter stood up and pulled Joni's leash until she
followed him round to the front of the TV and pulled her to her feet.
'Oh, my little slave is very versatile if she wants to be. As I was
telling you, she can be very open if you want her to be.'
Peter looked at them. 'I think its time we relaxed. More drinks, slave.'
As Joni served the drinks, the men took more liberties again. They
continued to arouse her by mauling her nipples and cunt in turns but
never letting her gain her balance. She was handed from one to another
to probe her or suck their cocks until she was so wet with desire that
she wanted to release herself from her role and demand that they fuck
her there and then.
Knowing this, Peter insisted that his friends watch other porno tapes
while Joni's arousal and submission tormented her.
'I want you to prepare our guests, slave. You know what that means,
slut.' said Peter.
The smell of her sex juices began to fill the room as the men watched
the videos as she undressed them.
'Now!' Peter cried.
To a man they crowded round Joni, touching her up, kissing her body,
mauling her nipples as they ripped her bra and panties aside.
'What do you want, slave?' Peter asked as Joni writhed on the men's
lustful hands and mouths.
'Fuck me! shouted Joni.
'Fuck me what?' asked Peter.
'Fuck me, please.' begged Joni.
'How?' asked Peter.
'Any way you want' said Joni as she heaved around on the bed. 'Please,
please fuck me, fuck my cunt, fuck my mouth, fuck my arse. Just please
fuck me!'
That was all that Peter needed to hear.
'Right then, Tom, get into her.' said Peter and Joni moaned in delight
as Tom pushed her back onto the bed and opened her legs. She looked up
to see the lust in his eyes and she opened her legs as wide as possible.
'Please fuck, me.' she pleaded with her eyes.
Tom was a big man and his cock was in proportion, so that she was
pleased to see a good seven inches of solid meat before he plunged it
into her willing cunt.
His cock filled her emptiness, her need to be satisfied in one fell
swoop. Tom banged into her cunt as if the end of the world was minutes
away and she was taken so fully that she squealed in delight.
Steadying down to a slower rhythm, she was able to look around her and
take in the sea of sensations of the men crowding round her, pleasuring
her body. When James presented his cock to her mouth she was determined
to get him to fill her mouth as fully as Tom filled her cunt.
She closed her eyes again as the two men sawed their cocks into her in a
mounting rhythm of lust until she finally felt her orgasm building
beyond control.
'That's it. Fuck the cunt!' said Peter and Joni opened her eyes to see
Peter smiling and felt his hand tweak her nipples hard.
'What a fuck slut, you are, my little slave.' he spat in her face and
that was it. The words were the spur to take her over the abyss into the
most mind-expanding maelstrom of senses, an orgasm to last her a
lifetime. As her body shook like a tree in a storm, her pleasure was so
complete that she lost sense of time or place, buried in an avalanche of
sweet dreams of another world.
When James began pumping his cum juices into her mouth, it was like
nectar, the taste was the taste of raw sex and she loved the dry
flavour. Rather like a fragrant white wine, she thought, but when Tom
pumped his cum into her cunt it was a more primeval sensation, being
filled with the juices of creation filling her cunt, slowing down until
she began to breath deeply to recover her senses and settle on a
platform of senses higher than any she had reached.
But, if she thought that the assault on her senses had finished, she was
mistaken as Robert and Peter replaced the two deflated men who retired
from the fray. Maddened by the wild abandonment of Joni, the two men
set about her again.
Robert was not stupid, so that he allowed Joni to relax while poking her
cunt and keeping her on the boil. Peter was also determined to keep Joni
hot and took up the 69 position while probing her arse with his finger
and offering his cock to her face.
Joni had recovered her senses enough to realise that she was still hot
and she was still hungry for more.
Peter knew what he wanted next and he pulled away to look at Tom and
James.
'This cock-loving slave wants to take us all on.' Peter turned to Joni
as she sighed her assent. Robert's cock was now tantalising, her poking
her deep and withdrawing, offering her release or disappointment.
'You want us all don't you, you cock-loving slut?' he asked, knowing the
answer. 'Tell us what you want, slave'
'Please fuck me, all of you' Joni begged.
'Robert, get below her, 'Peter ordered as they switched over and left
Joni's arse open from above.
'Who wants her arse?' asked Peter of James and Tom and it was Tom who
responded first by climbing up and beginning to lick her arsehole,
probing it with a finger.
James looked knackered, but as a matter of honour asked what he should
do.
'Have a go at her tits.' suggested Peter and then pulled himself up to
offer his cock to Joni, softly slapping it round her face, using it to
slide up her cheeks and nose until Joni whispered, 'fuck my mouth,
please'.
Now that Robert was getting into a rhythm fucking her, Tom was letting
Joni's arse slip towards his cock, slightly penetrating, teasing her
arse, until she knew that she wanted it more than ever.
Joni reached her hand round to grasp Tom's cock and guided it towards
her puckered little hole, urging him on, until he finally pushed it in.
Joni moaned in relief and the tension in her mounted as he began to
slide his cock into her arse. She was grateful for his cock in her arse
and as he sunk deeper into her she realised that she was climbing up to
another orgasm.
She swallowed more of Peter's cock and was exultant that she was taking
on three men at once. Then, realising that James was being left out she
groped for his cock.
It was too complicated in her lust-ridden state to work out where James
was. He was obviously sucking her nipples, but she opened her eyes to
see where he was. Taking her mouth off Peter's cock, she turned and saw
James at right angles on the bed and was delighted to see that his cock
was erect again.
'Let me wank you.' she said as she looked him in the eye. James needed
no prompting so he pulled up until his cock was close to her face. Joni
leaned over and sucked the tip of his cock into her mouth and then
announced 'I am a slave to your cocks. Fill me up and fuck my brains
out.'
Peter had, a while back, given up the charade of Joni being a slave and
said nothing. He and his friends were too busy glutting themselves on
Joni's body and they all got on with it.
The room stank of sweat and sex, it resonated with moans and panting,
ragged breath and the slurping of juices. The four men and Joni had
ceased to be individuals and the writhing mass of flesh had become a
single organism seeking orgasm.
Onwards and upwards, they climbed the scale of lust, more and more
frantic in their desires until Joni reached a new peak, filled by three
cocks, she reached her climax when Peter's cries of lust became too
much.
'You're a crazy slut. I am coming. OOOOOOOhhhhhhhhh, God! shouted Peter.
That was the trigger for Robert and Tom to complete their last thrusts
into her willing body and, as they did, Joni climaxed so violently that
she almost threw them all off her.
Her desperate need to hold onto the moment caused her to squeeze James
so hard that he cried out in pain and pleasure as she vigorously wanked
him all over her face, the splatter of his cum bringing her back to
earth as they all subsided, gasping for breath, and falling away.
Peter was the first to recover.
'Very good, my little slave.' he managed to gasp, at last.
But, Joni was ready for him.
'You want to do this again?' she asked as she rolled away from them and
sat up in bed, watching them.
'Yes,' they responded in unison.
'But, not tonight' said Robert.
The men burst out laughing as Joni responded. 'No, not tonight.'
But as they began to dress again, she continued to ask them, 'When,
then?'
'Whenever we can get organised' said Peter.
'That's OK, but I'd like to try something different next time,' said
Joni.
All the men were happy with her proposal, but, in their befuddled state,
they failed to see the glint in Joni's eyes as they agreed to another
evening together in the not-too-distant future.
It was only as Joni left, kissing Peter on the lips, that he realised
that Joni wanted to up the ante.
'You want to go further, Peter?' she asked him as she got dressed.
Peter's mind was not in gear when he replied. 'Yes'.
'On my terms, next time, lover boy,' she said as she squeezed his arm.
'After all, aren't we all slaves to lust?' she asked.
Jim
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