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Chapter 42. Those of you who have suffered this long
will finally be rewarded, I hope!
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Author: Thinking Horndog
Title: Second Best
Part: 042
Universe: Second Best
Summary: A full-length novel that follows several young couples and their
families through the period immediately preceding their Senior Prom.
Keywords: MF mf D/s anal bd
Keywords for full story: F-solo, Ff-inc, M+F Ffm MF mf oral anal bd D/s Mg-
inc Fm-inc mm mmf rom MF-reluc
Chapter 42
Thursday night: Nellis'
Dina arrived home after dinner, which had been a casual affair
without regard for the fact that it was done at the table. Marilyn had
never bowed to popular pressure to allow dinner to be eaten in front of the
TV on a regular basis. In her words, "If I go to the trouble to make it, I
want you to be able to taste it." Besides, the whole thing fostered a
certain amount of family communication. Fortunately, when Dina pulled up
her recently vacated chair (Mandi had 'sat in') there were enough leftovers
to satisfy her greater than usual hunger.
The rest of the family retired to the den, where all four of them
made a pretense of watching TV. Both of the adults watched out of the
corners of their eyes as Rick's hands would periodically drift upward from
the bare skin of Mandi's midriff to areas underneath her top. After about
30 minutes of this, Marilyn drifted upstairs, returning in a pajama outfit
with loose shorts for bottoms and a none too confining spaghetti strap top -
obviously both braless and without panties, as the wisps of pubic hair
visible through the loose crotch of the shorts revealed. This surprised -
and aroused - both of the males, though both were careful not to make a
display. The teens were on the couch, and Robert in his recliner, so
Marilyn plopped on the recliner's near arm and leaned back across his lap.
Rick all but goggled - this was the most blatant display of sexuality he'd
ever seen from his mother. Mandi picked up on what was going on, and
snuggled in to give Rick something to play with while he thought about it.
Robert could not ignore this; he pulled Marilyn into a position that wasn't
quite on his lap, that was comfortable for both of them, and (apparently
absently) caressed whatever came to hand (just about everything between her
neck and her knees).
Nine o'clock came, then 9:30, and Mandi didn't leave. Marilyn
became impatient. Robert was deliberately torturing her into a highly
aroused state. Finally, she got up and went upstairs, returning with the
handcuffs. "Robbie?" she queried, nodding her head toward the bedroom.
Robert wasn't having any. He 'assumed the persona', going poker
faced. Raising his eyebrow, he examined Marilyn's outfit. "What did I tell
you about how you should present yourself for my attentions?" he asked,
imperiously.
Marilyn gasped. "Robbie!" She rolled her eyes significantly at the
teen couple, whose full attention was fixed upon the byplay at this point.
Robert's face didn't change. He tossed the cuffs back to Marilyn,
who caught them, reflexively. "Go! Return nude, or do not return!" He
regarded her for a moment, and said lightly, "Should you return, bring a
vibrator, as well as the cuffs." He then dismissed her from his attention.
Marilyn stood there for a moment, her mouth working, then slunk away.
Both teens were visibly impressed. Rick discovered that Mandi's
crotch had become damp, and became very thoughtful. Mandi was examining
Robert with new eyes, and Rick was forcibly reminded of his earlier
conversation with his father.
Marilyn was in the kitchen, very nearly having a temper tantrum.
'How DARE he! Who does he think I AM! I'm never going to...' She stopped
herself. Fact was, she was soaking wet and sensitive over just about all of
her erogenous zones to the point of being itchy. And she seriously needed
for Robert to scratch that itch. She looked around the kitchen door into
the den, and immediately picked up Mandi's awestruck expression. That
Robert was basking in said attention was a given.
Marilyn ran upstairs, and tapped on Dina's bedroom door. "Dear, can
I talk to you for a moment?"
Dina came to the door in a baby-doll nightie. "Just for a second, Mum
- I'm wasted."
Marilyn came right to the point. "Your father's down there, ogling
Rick's girlfriend. And SHE'S ogling back! I tried to get him to come
upstairs and make love to me, and he told me I had to be naked when I asked
him, and sent me away! What do I do?" Tears were beginning to sprout.
Dina gazed at her mother levelly. "Now Mum - I REALLY don't think you
need to compete with Mandi - but if YOU do, then you need to play by the
rules! You dropped those in Pop's lap, didn't you?"
Marilyn tilted her head. "Yes. So?"
"So you approached him as a slave. As a master, he directed you to
approach him naked if you wanted to play slave games. He didn't change the
rules - he dictated them to you last time, and now he must stand by them or
lose your respect!"
"What do I do?"
"It's too late to approach him in a normal manner. He can't back
down, now." Dina shook her head. "I guess you'll just have to get
naked..."
Marilyn turned away, leaving Dina, and entering the master bedroom,
deep in thought. Dina sat in her room, smiling to herself and shaking her
head. 'Maybe I'd better stay up - this might be fun to watch!' she thought.
'I can't do this! It's too much!' Marilyn wailed to herself. 'I'll
just do without. I can handle it!' Then she remembered Mandi. 'That
little slut! How do I compete with an Amazon? Still, if I want to keep my
man...' She realized then that her body had been ahead of her. Her pajama
top was gone, and her fingers were already hooked in the waistband of the
bottoms. Shrugging, she finished the job. Then she dug in the drawer and
retrieved her 3 speed vibrator. It was a modest item, only 6 inches long,
running on a couple of 'C' cell batteries. She checked it, announced to
herself, 'Two can play THIS game!' gathered her resolution, and descended
the stairs.
The furniture in the den was positioned in such a way that the teens
on the couch saw Marilyn before Robert did, since the recliner faced away
from the door. Their gasps alerted Robert, however. Rick was nonplussed.
Never in his wildest dreams did he think his mother would accede to his
father's demands.
Marilyn knelt in front of Robert and dropped the cuffs and the
vibrator into his lap. "I'm sorry!" she apologized, contritely.
Mandi leaped up and clapped. "Bravo!" she cried, enthusiastically.
Marilyn flicked her a quick glare of annoyance, then realized belatedly that
Mandi was being honestly supportive!
Robert gathered his scattered wits. He'd gambled heavily - and
apparently, won! Marilyn really DID want to be dominated! Looking Marilyn
up and down, he announced, "It pleases me to merely look upon you for a
while, before I decide what else I will demand of you. You have irritated
me somewhat by not following my instructions. Nonetheless, I want you
excited, so I have allowed you this toy. Turn around and let me bind you,
then I will decide where it is to be placed." Marilyn obediently stood,
turned around, and backed up to the chair. In doing so, she locked eyes
with Rick, and began to blush.
Rick wet his lips and dived in. "Uh, Pop?"
"Yes?" Robert waited, expecting a challenge.
"Before you limit her mobility, could you send her for another
vibrator? This isn't fair - she's not the only slave here." Turning his
gaze on Mandi, he made the leap. "Strip!" he directed.
Mandi's eyes flashed. She reached for the bottom of her top, then
stopped with her arms crossed on the lower hem. "Fast or slow?"
Rick mulled for a moment. "Quickly. You're behind the eight ball. I
can always pose you later."
Mandi shucked out of her top, whipping it over her head, then
unzipped and stepped out of her jeans, taking her panties in the same pass.
Nude, she stood awaiting instructions.
"Kneel over there." Rick directed, pointing at a point where she
would be exposed to both his and his father's gaze. "Sit back on your
heels, with your hands on your thighs." Mandi did as she was bid. "Hmmm.
Open the thighs a bit. I don't want you fig leafed." Turning to his
father, he said, "I read about this in old John Norman books!"
Robert gently slapped Marilyn on the butt. "Go get another toy."
Turning to Rick, he asked, "Do you want binders?"
Rick considered the matter. "No, I think I'll see what I can
accomplish without resorting to them. It will be interesting to see just
how far her commitment goes." The question answered, Marilyn took Robert's
nod and moved out.
She was back quickly, almost running. She knelt and placed the new
vibrator - a G-spot type - in Robert's lap. Robert directed her to stand
and turn by waving his finger. "I will use the binders. She has a ways to
go. New things tend to cause her to lose her focus." He proceeded to mount
the cuffs on Marilyn's wrists, gathering them behind her back. Finishing,
he pushed her up off the chair. "Go!" he directed, "Join your sister in
bondage! To her right, I think." Marilyn assumed the same position as
Mandi, varied only by the fact that her hands were bound behind her back.
This made it a bit more difficult to get into, but she made it. Mandi
looked to Rick for permission to assist, but neither said nor did anything.
When she was settled, Robert got up and began to pace slowly in circles
around the pair, obviously thinking. Finally, he began to speak. "It is
necessary that I provide you with an explicit statement of your condition.
The first time I used the binders, it was basically against your will - a
tool to ensure that you remained available to train. The second time,
however, YOU brought the cuffs to ME. This redefined our relationship.
What is our relationship under the present circumstances?"
Marilyn looked up into that set of strange eyes that she first saw on
Tuesday. She knew. "You are Master. I am Slave."
"Correct. With us, this is a limited thing, which begins when you
request it or acquiesce to a request by me. At that point, however, there
are no more 'requests'. There are directives and blind obedience until I
indicate that the session is at an end. You have delivered yourself to me
to do with as I see fit, in the hopes that you will reap some pleasure from
the exercise. Is this correct?"
"Yes... Master." Marilyn repaired the omission when the frown
appeared on his serious visage.
"As such we need to define your persona under these conditions. I
could just call you 'Slave', but there may be others present. For the
moment, I will call you... hmmm... 'Merry' - for that is your purpose, to
make me merry. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Master."
"When these conditions do not obtain, we will operate as closely as
possible to the model we have established over the past 20 years. The
rights and obligations entered into by that couple continue to exist and
will continue to be honored. Under normal circumstances, you will find that
you have delivered none of your rights, authority, or responsibilities to
me. You need never submit to me again. When you DO submit to me, however,
you have NO rights, and your obligations are to ME until I declare
otherwise. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Master."
Robert shook his head. He grasped her left breast in his right hand
and squeezed it, harshly. The intent was to deliver excruciating pain, and
he succeeded. Marilyn groaned, and tears started from her eyes. Stepping
back, Robert said, "An object lesson was required. I ask you again: Do you
understand?"
Marilyn blinked and snuffled. Robert had HURT her. No, that wasn't
Robert, was it? This was what he was getting at. To make this work, he
could not be Robert, either. Again she looked up at - the Master. "Yes,
Master," she intoned.
Robert stood back a bit, sighed, and said, "Okay. This ONE time, I
offer you the opportunity to terminate the session. Now that we're all
clear on who's who, I'm offering you ONE opportunity to resume our 'normal'
life. First, do you have any questions of me? Later, you will be required
to ask permission before questioning me, and may be punished if I think the
question is impertinent. Right now, however, you may ask whatever you want,
without fear of reprisal." He waited expectantly.
Marilyn's face screwed up as she thought about it. Then, "Master,
have ALL of the rules been explained?"
"I'm not omniscient. There have been no deliberate omissions, but I'm
sure we haven't covered everything. If you fear that I will impose
something unbearable upon you in the future, you should take appropriate
action NOW. Also, things that happen in this world may have no reflection
in the other world. You may not take Robert to task in the world where you
are called Marilyn for actions that I take in THIS world, for I am not
Robert here, any more than you are Marilyn."
"I understand that, Master."
"Fair is not a concept that exists in this world, Merry. The closest
concept may be efficiency or expediency. I would not cut off your clitoris,
for instance, because it would make it difficult to engender sexual pleasure
in you - something that I also enjoy. On the other hand, I might find it
expedient to pierce both of your nipples so that I might lead you by a chain
hung between them. Do you understand this?"
Marilyn's eyes had widened somewhat at this declaration, but she
replied, "Yes, Master." After a moment, she asked, "Master, are you
deliberately trying to cause me to fear?"
The Master's expressionless eyes bored into hers. "Absolutely. Your
fear will break you and cause you to escape from this world now, or you will
remember forever that you accepted your fate. My patience is exhausted. I
require this final decision from you before I take away your right to make
decisions in this place. Make it now!" He held up the key to the
handcuffs. "Do you need this?"
Silence reigned for a moment, then Merry - for she WAS Merry here, in
this place - said, "No, Master. The key is yours, as am I."
"It is done." The Master intoned. He turned and recovered a vibrator
- the 'G'spot model, not her initial choice. "Spread your legs further," he
directed. "Now bend forward." Merry complied. "Raise your ass." Merry
did so, struggling not to lose her balance and bash her face into the floor.
The Master ran a finger up and down her cleft, finding more moisture than
expected. Pulling open her labia with two fingers of his left hand, he
slowly pressed the vibrator into her vagina with his right, causing Merry a
peculiar mix of sensations, a major portion of which was not particularly
pleasant. Once it was almost completely inserted, he activated it and
finished the insertion. "Sit up again," he directed. "Keep your legs
spread enough that you can stay low to the floor. The vibrator may come in
contact with the floor, but if it falls from your vagina, I will be
displeased." He sat upon the arm of the recliner, and turned his gaze upon
his son.
Rick had witnesses this performance with something approaching awe,
but he realized that it didn't meet his and Mandi's needs. He got up and
approached the pair, pondering, allowing his eyes to feast upon the visual
stimulus as his mind worked. The pair were alike, and they were different.
Merry - for he found that if he worked at it, he could think of her as Merry
- was smaller, at 5' 4", with a somewhat darker complexion than Mandi. She
also possessed a somewhat rangier build. On the other hand, aside from
size, the structure of their conical breasts was very similar. Merry's
sagged a bit more, gravity having had an additional two decades to work, but
not much. Each had a collection of unkempt fur at her mons. Merry was
beginning to squirm; she had accommodated to the vibrator, and it was
beginning to provide pleasure. Merry looked up, "May a slave move a bit?"
Master Rob responded, "You may not change your basic position.
Adjustments to accommodate the action of the vibrator are allowed, however.
Remember my guidance about it falling out!" Merry began to weave a bit, and
rock up and down. The base of the vibrator reached the floor, but the bend
in it, ostensibly for G spot contact, helped her to hold it inside.
Rick took his eyes away from the pleasant view of Merry's increasing
arousal and regarded Mandi. "We do not live in two different worlds," he
announced. "You submitted yourself to me at essentially the outset of our
relationship. Therefore, there is no difference between your public and
private personas. Whatever fictions we must present to the outside world
will be a thin, not necessarily impermeable, layer partially obscuring our
actual relationship. The risk to you is that I may choose to expose that
layer to anyone at any time. I offer you no choice in this matter; you
offered me very little upon your submission and you are bound by your
promise.
In public, it is my plan to generally allow you the appearance of
complete autonomy, under the assumption that my needs and wishes have been
evaluated before you take action. However, if I should do this," pointing
at the floor before him, "you will submit to whatever directives I issue.
Do you understand?"
"Yes, Master."
"What is your name?"
"I am the slave my master calls Mandi."
"Rise and obtain the vibrator." Mandi did so, moving carefully past
'Master Rob' to obtain it from the seat behind where he was seated on the
recliner's arm. 'Master Rob' watched her go by, then looked to Rick and
winked. Rick continued, "Obviously, you will not so much as touch another
man without my leave. On the other hand, should I direct it, I expect your
willing participation in whatever acts I consider appropriate." Mandi had
returned to her spot, but had not yet knelt. "Lie on your back." Mandi did
so. "Insert the vibrator. You may lubricate it first." Mandi licked and
sucked on the vibrator for a moment, ran her finger between her labia to
open them, then dragged the vibrator up and down her slit a couple of times,
trying to acquire a coating of her natural lubricant. Then she inserted it,
stroking periodically to help with lubrication. "Activate it."
Master Rob looked up, "It's a three speed."
Rick nodded. "Use the center setting. Now, resume your position
beside Merry." Mandi did so. Soon, she, too, was squirming. "Master Rob's
instructions to Merry apply to you, too. Ensure that it does not fall out,"
Rick directed. He then sat on the arm of the couch nearest the pair. Both
Rick and Master Rob were content to watch their charges.
Merry was squirming and attempting to get short strokes off the
vibrator. Her nipples were erect, and she was flushed at the shoulders and
upper chest. She was also apparently having difficulty breathing - large
quantities of air were passing through her nose. She was emitting small
whimpers, squelched any time she realized that she was doing it. Master Rob
directed, "Tell me about how you feel, Merry."
"I-I'm very aroused," Merry responded, "but I am unable to achieve
orgasm. I think I'm incapable of a completely vaginal climax."
"The G-spot stimulation is inadequate?"
"I don't know if it's in the proper place. I don't feel anything
special..."
"Okay. This was meant to be instructive. This is how most males feel
much of the time, especially in the presence of beautiful women. Its worst
during the teen years, and it only gradually tapers off. Yet women spend
most of their time ignoring the needs of men, or concocting ways to dole out
small quantities of sexual release for inordinate amounts of monetary
support and other benefits. Callous of them, isn't it?"
Merry's eyes had widened during this dissertation. She nodded, "Yes,
Master."
"Would you enjoy being in that state, or one close to it, every waking
hour?"
"No, Master! I could die! It's agony!"
"What would happen if I applied additional stimulus?"
"I would orgasm, Master - very quickly!" Master Rob looked at her
awaiting the revelation - and it came. "Oh! Premature ejaculation!"
Master Rob vouchsafed one of his few tight smiles, and nodded.
"Exactly!"
Mandi began to shake, as her knees locked up. "M-Master?"
Rick smiled gently. "Speak."
"This will not have the same effect on me, Master," she gasped out.
"I-I-I OOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh." Mandi's eyes rolled
back, and she raised herself into a vertical position, then bent back in a
bow, shaking like a leaf. The end of the vibrator was visible being
alternately drawn in and pushed out about an inch as Mandi's body convulsed
strongly.
Rick turned to Master Rob and confided, "Mandi experiences vaginal
climax...", and winked.
"She's broken position," Master Rob observed.
"It was almost impossible that she should not," Rick replied. "It' a
feature of her sexual response pattern. She goes into muscle lock. I have
to give her credit for doing as well as she did. As it is, she'll cramp if
I don't let her up..."
Master Rob nodded.
Rick addressed Mandi, who was weakly attempting to resume a vertical
position, "You may assume a prone position, Mandi. Turn off the vibrator,
but leave it seated. You might be glad that it is lubricated, later."
Mandi did as she was bid, managing to wobble into a prone position. Turning
off the vibrator was a struggle; she was having trouble moving. Finally,
she lay on the rug with her head turned toward Rick.
Merry had watched this byplay out of the corner of her eye. Even
visual stimulation was - almost - enough to bring her to orgasm. Master Rob
smiled grimly, and dropped another bomb: "Merry, you have no doubt observed
Master Rick."
"Yes, Master."
"Master Rick is A master, but he is not YOUR master. In the other
world we sometimes inhabit, he is your son. In THIS world, that
relationship exists, but is meaningless. In this world, you are a brood
mare that I have sired him upon. Breeding you back to him for some purpose
is an option that I may entertain. Certainly, lending you to him for an
evening's pleasure is well within the realms of possibility..."
Merry's eyes became huge! For a moment, her imagination ran wild -
and, as intended, it triggered her orgasm. "AAAIIIEEEEEEEE!!!" she
screamed, bouncing up and down in an attempt to use the vibrator to sustain
the climax. Almost, she lost the vibrator before sanity returned. The
climax was quick, sharp, an appetizer that left her as tense and aroused as
before it occurred. She settled back into position and rode the vibrator
for another few minutes. Master Rob sat, apparently relaxed, watching her
progress. The TV's babbling in the background was totally ignored by
everyone, so Master Rob shut it off.
Mandi lay prone, recovering from her orgasm. She was delighted that
Rick had chosen to accept his dominant role.
Rick looked down at her. "How are the legs?" he asked.
"They are fine, Master."
"Then kneel up. I need some release. Where should I take you?"
"My Master may do as he pleases."
"I know that - I'm asking for input, however. I may choose to ignore
it, but..."
"Master had a plan when he told me to leave the vibrator seated?"
Mandi asked.
"Well, there was something, but it hadn't totally surfaced. Okay,
hands and knees - you can lay your head on your crossed arms if you wish.
Loosen up that sweet ass." Rick grasped the end of the vibrator, and pumped
it in and out of Mandi's pussy a few times to ensure that it was lubed.
Meanwhile, he dampened a finger, and began teasing her sphincter. Mandi
sighed happily. Virtually any attention was a good thing. After a few
moments, he removed the finger and began driving the vibrator into her anus.
When it seemed like the lubrication had given out, he switched it back to
her pussy for a few strokes, recoating it. By the third pass, a reasonably
comfortable full insertion was possible. Rick turned it on and let it begin
doing its work while he shucked his clothing. He basically ignored Rob and
Merry until he was nude - then he looked around and said, "Move forward a
bit and rotate to the right. No need for anyone to get a crick in their
neck."
Master Rob stirred. "You may observe this, Merry."
Rick knelt up and slid home in Mandi's sweet pussy, "Ahhhhh... Damn,
that's good!" He grabbed two handfuls of her soft hip flesh and began a
slow sequence of strokes in and out, savoring the warm wet clasp of Mandi's
vagina. Mandi purred with pleasure. The vibrator at it's current setting
provided a sensation in her anus that wasn't unpleasant, but wasn't
incredibly arousing, either - but it provided a platform of arousal that
Rick's activity worked above, moving her down the path to orgasm much more
quickly than his slow strokes would have done alone. Soon she was gasping
and shuddering, driving back to meet his thrusts. Rick, having loosened
Mandi with the first few slow strokes, now was getting less buttery
sensation than upon penetration, so he picked up the pace somewhat - still
nothing urgent, but a source of pleasant friction for both of them. Slowly,
he brought up the pace until every inward stroke provided a delightful
jiggle on impact with Mandi's ass and his balls would slap her erect
clitoris. Mandi began to pant and shake, moaning,
"Oh...Oh...Oh...Ohh...Oh..." with every stroke.
Merry knelt watching as Master Rick (her son!) proved himself to be an
excellent cocksman. She drank in every detail of the act before her.
Master Rob virtually ignored them; he continued to watch Merry, noting the
shifting patterns of her arousal as she squirmed under the constant, but
inadequate, stimulus of the vibrator.
Rick decided that it was time to get his first shot off. He reached
down and turned the vibrator to 'High', and began a shattering series of
strokes designed to bring them both quickly to orgasm. He needn't have
worked so hard - the vibrator went from an easily accommodated hum to a
shattering vibration that transmitted itself right through the narrow wall
between Mandi's anus and her vagina, quadrupling the sensations caused by
Rick's thrust. Mandi's eyes crossed instantly, and a thin scream issued
from lungs clamped tight from the spasm. She arched her back and threw her
hands out to the sides, grasping for purchase on the rug futilely as she
came in great, rolling spasms. Suddenly, Rick couldn't drive his cock in
either direction as Mandi's vagina locked around it and began milking. Rick
shouted "JESUS!!!" at the top of his lungs and began shooting great gouts of
sperm into Mandi's milking pussy. Mandi hung suspended in some starry place
for over a minute and a half as the only motion by the couple was the
visible waves of contractions pulsing across her body. Rick came to earth
sometime during this period and began rubbing her back and sides, savoring
the sweet sensation of her smooth musculature with his hands. He shut off
the vibrator, but could not extract it immediately - everything was too
clenched. Mandi's anus was pulsing in time to her vagina, and neither was
giving up its intruder.
Merry had watched the coupling in rapt attention, and was thoroughly
aroused - but the damned vibrator was actually impeding her rise to orgasm!
She struggled with it for a moment, then turned to Master Rob and intoned,
"A slave begs to serve, Master!"
Master Rob eyed her critically, and said, "I'm not certain you're
ready. What have you learned today?"
Merry blinked, but the answer came quickly, "I have learned that women
are vain, selfish creatures, unworthy guardians hoarding a treasure that
should be dispensed freely and using the natural needs of men to their own
ends without understanding."
Master Rob quirked an eyebrow in surprise. "Very good, Merry!" He
got up and stepped close. "Do you continue to require binding?"
Merry tilted her head back and looked into Master Rob's eyes. "No,
Master. I have submitted. I am otherwise bound. Unless Master feels
restraints are necessary?"
"Not at this juncture." Master Rob circled behind her, reached down
and undid the cuffs. He rubbed her shoulders a bit, enjoying the feel of
her flesh, then slipped his hands down to cup her breasts.
Merry relaxed into the embrace, leaning back against his legs.
"Master? A request?"
"Mmm?" Master Rob frowned. Was Merry backsliding?
Merry phrased the request very carefully, however, "The toy, Master.
It is becoming an irritant. A slave fears that it will interfere with her
master's pleasure."
"Ah. You walked a thin line there, Merry."
"Yes, Master. Did a slave perform satisfactorily?"
"Yes, Merry - you came down on the correct side of the line. You
might remember in the future only to supply information about how something
feels upon request - but your justification was excellent. Bend forward and
take your weight on your hands." Merry did so, and Master Rob shut down and
extracted the vibrator. He then stuck his thumb in the distended opening of
her vagina and, using it as a base, began manipulating her clitoral area
with two fingers. Merry gasped and sighed happily, pushing her mound back
onto the welcome invader.
Rick had been watching the byplay while waiting for Mandi to recover
herself. Early planning right after his orgasm would have had him settling
back on his haunches - but he discovered that he remained rock hard, and
Mandi's soft sheath was a very pleasant place to be. He shut down and
extracted the vibrator.
Master Rob looked up, and reached out. "Rick? May I?" Rick nodded
and handed the vibrator to him. He palmed it, flipping it around in his
hand (the other was still engaged with Merry's clitoris), turned it on 'Low'
and began sliding it up and down her perineum from her anus to her open
labia. Merry moaned in pleasure, then stopped, blinked, and turned her head
to look at Master Rob. Sensing the question, Master Rob responded to it,
"You may give voice to your pleasure at any time that I do not specifically
direct otherwise, Merry. Hearing you express pleasure pleases me." Merry
sighed in relief, and settled back into the sensations. Master Rob began
wetting the vibrator between Merry's gaping labia, then popping the tip into
her anus. Every time he did the latter, Merry would jump and emit an "Ooo!"
But she didn't move away, and after the fifth or sixth penetration, she
began to drive herself back upon the vibrator. Master Rob left it in place,
then slowly impaled her on it, driving it into her depths until only the
very end was exposed. He then began lubricating the head of his cock in the
juices gathered in her open slit. By the time he began to enter her vagina,
Merry was more than ready to accept him. The first couple of strokes were
slow, dispersing her lubricant over his shaft, but after that he set up a
brisk rhythm, driving hard to override the jangled nerves in her vagina with
stronger sensations. In recent years, Merry had begun to spread some at the
hips, Rob settled his hands on these love handles and used them to support
his drive, enjoying the jiggle his hard pubic bone imparted to her ass on
the in stroke. His swinging testicles, meanwhile, were finding Merry's
clitoris every second or so; after about a minute and a half of this, a
fireworks display appeared before Merry's eyes as her nervous system
overloaded with her climax. She became disoriented, losing the rhythm of
their coupling, then going boneless, but Master Rob was nowhere near
finished. He pulled her ass back into position and resumed thrusting, going
to a longer stroke that brought the head of his cock back far enough to be
hugged by her spasming vaginal opening. Merry rapidly got back into the
swing of things, and Master Rob managed to hold her on a plateau from which
she could climb to a peak about every 90 seconds. After the second cycle,
she was just barely in this universe, driving back onto Master Rob, making a
continuous urgent moan of "Mmm...mmm...mmm...mmm...mmm...", punctuated with
an emphatic "Huuuuhhh!!" as she spasmed. Rick and Mandi had resumed their
coupling, and Merry regarded them with glassy eyes that obviously saw little
or nothing most of the time. Master Rob managed to keep this up for about
15 minutes, before Merry's tenth orgasm drove him over the edge. When she
realized that he was spending, she added what conscious control of her
vaginal muscles she possessed to the contractions generated by her orgasm,
bearing down to give him a tight sheath for his spasming cock. Master Rob
was about spent - that was a LONG time to sustain such unaccustomed
exercise. "Stretch out on the floor so that I can lay atop you," he
wheezed. Merry did so, carefully maintaining their coupling.
Mandi was basically out again - she and Rick had lasted only 8 minutes
before she locked up and wrung him dry again. He was draped over her
upraised ass, rubbing the sides of her breasts. Mandi's upper body was
collapsed across the rug. She lay with her ass in the air and her head on
her crossed arms, basically drooling on the rug in her post-orgasmic state.
Into this scene of post coital lassitude came the sound of applause,
as Dina revealed herself. She had been watching from a vantage point in the
next room out of direct detection by the two couples. "That was incredible!
You guys put on a helluva show!"
Marilyn attempted to struggle up, embarrassed. Master Rob put an end
to it. "Merry!" His voice was a whipcrack! "You are NOT released!"
Marilyn stopped dead, blinked, and resumed being Merry. "Mercy,
Master. A slave was foolish."
Master Rob glared at Dina. "You had serious provocation! I will not
punish you on this occasion."
Dina smiled. "She's certainly come a long way!"
Rob climbed slowly up off Merry, who remained where she was. "I'm
pleased with her," he admitted. He dropped into the recliner, still naked.
If Dina was going to watch him have sex, she could damn well put up with him
lounging around naked! "Merry, come up here and sit on my lap." Merry, who
had remained prone as Rob got up, climbed to her feet, challenging Dina with
her eyes. She settled into a position where her breasts were available to
Rob's right hand.
Dina came forward, smiling, and caressed Merry's cheek. "You know,
'Merry', your Master is right. Most women have no idea what they do to the
men around them. And they're the idiots that call those of us who do sluts,
and other crap. It's a conspiracy of idiots. I'm so glad that you've
discovered the truth. Now we can be like sisters!"
Rick, who was struggling onto the couch, stopped, and shook his head
in wonder. What's next? Mandi looked at him with a question in her eyes,
then stretched out on her back on the couch with her head on his lap.
Dina winked at Merry. "I live in this world, too." She kissed Merry,
then Master Rob. "I'm going to bed. Thanks for a great evening. G'night!"
With that, she walked out.
Rob looked at Merry. "It's Dina. Should we have expected anything
less?"
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