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Subject: {ASSM} Erica's New life Chapter 3 by Master Z (MF FF D/s humil reluc)
Date: Tue,  9 Sep 2003 05:10:09 -0400
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Erica's New life Chapter 3 by Master Z

I woke up the next morning on the couch.  The night before my Master had 
come in and  released me from my bondage and then left the room.  I thought 
about how  embarrassing last night's "show" was and I felt a tingle 
inbetween my legs thinking  about that mind blowing orgasm.  Would it have 
been that intense under less extreme  circumstances?  I was still naked of 
course, under a blanket for warmth, and the  sexual tension of being nude 
and knowing that anybody could come in to use me  excited my senses.

I wondered what my boyfriend was thinking.  I wondered if there were search 
parties  looking for me.  Probably not.  He probably didn't even care.  He 
was an asshole and  I couldn't imagine why I stayed with him so long.  It 
seemed as though my current  situation was a blessing in disguise.

Then the door swung open and my Master entered quickly.  "On your knees, 
slut," he  said.

I scrambled off the couch and got on my knees, with the blanket still 
wrapped around  me.  I was expecting punishment for not removing the 
blanket.  Instead he walked  over to where I was on the rug and gently 
pulled at the blanket from my chest.  I  let it slip away, revealing my 
nudity in full to him.  I was still self conscious  about my nudity in front 
of him, even after last night, even after being nude in  front of him 
before.  At least last night I was blindfolded from seeing everyone's  eyes 
upon me.  My nipples hardened and I blushed.

To my surprise, he started removing his own clothes.  I realized that I was 
going to  have to do much more than just masturbate for him today.  When he 
was naked, I  couldn't take my eyes off his massive hardon.  Well it seemed 
massive.  It was  really about six inches long, and quite thick.  It pointed 
straight out in front,  and droopy balls hung below.

"Suck my cock, you fucking whore," he said huskily as he positioned himself 
right in  front of me.

I took my hand and gingerly stroked the length of his lovely cock but he 
violently  grabbed my hair and said, "I said suck it," without raising his 
voice.

I looked up at him with fear, wanting to please him if only to avoid getting 
hit or  getting my hair yanked on again.  So I opened up wide and took his 
manhood into my  mouth, knowing now that I had crossed a line in my own 
moral compass.  I had to do  it, he was forcing me.  He started moving his 
dick in and out of my wet mouth,  almost making me gag with each slow 
thrust, but I tried as hard as I could to make  it feel good for him, using 
my tongue against the bottom of his shaft, and letting  my lips slide 
against his hardness.  He let out a pleasurable groan, and I was  encouraged 
to suck with more enthusiasm, instinctively grabbing his muscular butt  
cheeks.  He was raping my mouth and I was getting off on it.

Then he said, "Ow," and then again, a little louder, pulling out of my 
mouth.  "Your  teeth," he said without anger.  He didn't hit me but I felt 
like I was slapped in  the face.   I had hurt him, I had let him down.  I 
was a failure.  He walked away,  seemingly disappointed.  I just stayed 
there on my knees in a trance of shame.  What  kind of woman am I not to be 
able to get a man off with my mouth?  Tears started to  well up in my eyes.  
If I was going to be held captive as a sexual slave, I wanted  to at least 
be good at it.

He returned with who I assumed was the Russian woman who had fed me, kissed 
me, and  then shoved a dildo inside me the other night.  I felt a fleeting 
surge of desire  for this hot woman.  And now that I could see her, I 
realized how hot she was.  She  was tall, in shape, and had a supermodel 
serious face.  She looked at me with pity.

She was actually wearing a french maid outfit.  I wondered if she was an 
employee at  all or just another sex slave like me.  Then she stripped out 
of her outfit to her  bra and panties.  My Master, and probably her Master 
too, walked up to her and they  kissed passionately.  I felt immediately 
jealous.  What was happening here?  Didn't  he want me?  Wasn't I the 
special new slave of the house?

He undid her bra in the back, letting it drop to the ground, and her very 
large  breasts drooped slightly and pushed against his somewhat hairy chest. 
  Soon her  panties were on the floor as well, exposing a full, dark 
triangle of pubic hair.   She was a goddess naked, and he was all over her.  
I felt totally left out, like the  fat kid who doesn't get chosen for either 
team.  They went at it like newlyweds and  all I could do was sit on my 
knees and watch.  My face was beat red as I watched her  get on her knees in 
front of him, just a few feet in front of where I was.  Then she  proceeded 
to lovingly suck his dick, making him moan in pleasure.   I felt pathetic.   
How could this bitch come in here and show me up like that?  I was fuming.  
I  wanted another chance but I couldn't risk trying anything I wasn't 
directly told to  do.

She was using her hand and he didn't grab her pretty hair and scold her like 
he did  to me.  Why did she get to use her hand but I get in trouble for it? 
  He seemed to  be enjoying the blowjob way too much and I was overcome with 
jealousy and rage.  His  dick looked so sexy and I wanted to be the one 
sucking him off, making him moan like  that.  I mean isn't that why I'm 
here?  To be used for his own sexual desires?  How  long as she been here?  
In spite of my envious rage, I couldn't help but be turned  on watching her 
beautiful face expertly bring him off.  It was like watching a live  porno.  
My pussy dripped onto the backs of my legs.

Then he gently pulled on her hair and she released his penis and smiled up 
at him.   Without being told she lied down on her back and spread her legs.  
He got down on  the floor and entered her, guiding his cock in with his 
hand.  They began a slow  rhythmic fuck.  I was practically crying.  I had 
never felt so foolish in my life.   This attractive man made me want him 
somehow with all his cruelty interspersed with  traces of kindness, and I 
would have gladly done anything he asked.  I certainly  would have opened my 
legs to his lovely dick.  All because I couldn't suck his dick  the right 
way.  But instead he was fucking the Russian servant girl, right in front  
of me.  I was hurt and tears streamed down my face.    They started screwing 
harder  and faster, and she moaned in genuine ecstacy with each thrust.

I could feel my pussy dripping again, and I got aroused watching the hot 
action  while it simultaneously hurt my feelings.  I figured they wouldn't 
notice if I  played with my pussy, and I carefully spread my knees apart 
just enough to slip my  hand in over my crotch.  I breathed a sigh of relief 
as I touched my clit, biting my  lower lip.  They kissed while they fucked, 
and I imagined it was me he was fucking  and kissing.  I wanted to be in her 
place so badly.  I wanted him to use me and fuck  me and make me cum.  I 
wanted to make him cum with my mouth and my pussy.  I was  starting to cum 
myself while rubbing at my clit.  They stopped kissing and he put  his head 
down on the other side of her where I couldn't see.  The Russian woman  
turned and looked at me while she was getting fucked.  She was watching me 
get off  while she was getting off herself.  Whether she felt pity for me or 
not, she liked  what she was seeing, and I took the chance to spread my 
knees apart farther so she could see  my pussy.  This time I fucked myself 
with two fingers.  She was moaning loudly and I  was moaning too, only much 
more quietly and in time with her moans so he couldn't  hear me.  I started 
to have an earth shattering orgasm as she closed her eyes,  obviously about 
to experience the same thing.  I was still jealous but I was turned  on that 
he was fucking her and she was loving it.  I was turned on that I was left  
here like the worthless person I am.  I wanted to be treated this way.  And 
I came,  moaning loud in an almost pleading way, my eyes shut and my face 
tensed up in sexual  paralysis.

I heard him getting up and I opened my eyes and swallowed, still coming and 
still  swirling my two fingers around inside me.  He was right over me in 
seconds, and she  stood up behind him and reached her arm around to rapidly 
stroke his cock, which was  inches from my nose.  "Open your mouth," he 
grunted, and I did, excited that I was  going to be included finally.  He 
let out a gutteral moan as she made him come,  shooting semen onto my face 
and lips and into my mouth.  Then another huge spurt hit  my chin and 
dripped on to my tits.  I was ecstatic at having his warm cum spurting  from 
his rock hard penis and onto my face and tits; I felt strangely proud to be  
receiving it, to finally be considered useful for something.  I rubbed his 
sticky  cum into my tits and hard nipples while still accepting a few more 
spurts directly  into my mouth.  My orgasm had kind of continued, 
reenergized by his own orgasm.  I  swallowed in between soft moans, making 
sure to get all his sperm either on my body  or in my mouth.

When he was finished, he turned around and kissed and caressed the Russian 
lady  again.  I felt stupid and jealous, sitting here with his cum all over 
me without  having received any physical contact myself.  Then they stopped 
and he turned back  to me.

"You were a good little girl for taking all my cum like that.  I hope you 
learned a  lesson on how to be a good fuck slave by watching Inara.  I'm 
sure you'll do better  next time, my little whore."  And I felt so happy 
that he praised me and that there  was a promise of a next time.  I wanted 
to be a good girl for him.  Then he said to  Inara, "Clean her up," and 
walked out of the room.

She got down on her knees and started kissing me....

End of Chapter 3
~Master Z~

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