Message-ID: <44983asstr$1067152206@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-Message-ID: <20031025194908.44258.qmail@web14903.mail.yahoo.com> From: Thinking Horndog <im_a_thinker@yahoo.com> X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Sat, 25 Oct 2003 12:49:08 -0700 (PDT) Subject: {ASSM} {ASS} Second Best 042/136 {Thinking Horndog} (MF mf D/s anal bd) Date: Sun, 26 Oct 2003 02:10:06 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2003/44983> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: hecate, dennyw Chapter 42. Those of you who have suffered this long will finally be rewarded, I hope! __________________________________ Do you Yahoo!? Exclusive Video Premiere - Britney Spears http://launch.yahoo.com/promos/britneyspears/ <1st attachment, "SecBest42.txt" begin> 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?" <1st attachment end> ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ Notice: This post has been modified from its original format. 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