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Halloween Sex Slave pt2
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Halloween Sex Slave pt2 "We are here to serve you, Count." "Well, that's what I like to hear. You can start by opening this bottle of wine." I hand the bottle and a corkscrew to Emilia. She is the oldest of the three and I doubt the other two have ever drunk anything that didn't open with screw top or an aluminum tab. Emilia is admirably quick and careful in removing the old cork and gives my wife and I a pour. "You know this should aerate for at least a few hours," Livia says to me. "Damn it. Oh well. Let's toast to a Happy Halloween Eve," I suggest. We clink glasses and sip a subpar taste of our overpriced and—as my wife was kind enough to point out in front of our guests during a crucial moment of tension—under-aerated wine. I turn to girls, finally ready to indulge myself after all of the foreplay. As I circle the lineup of women, Livia follows behind me, eager to get her hands on them. She singles out Rhea, since she is the outgoing one. "Let me help you out of this," Livia suggests, untying Rhea's top. Rhea lifts her arms and allows Livia to pull away the fabric, revealing a set of perky tits. Rhea gasps as Livia enjoys handfuls of her breasts and pinches her cute little brown nipples. "Have you ever had a cock in your ass, Rhea?" Livia asks. She lifts Rhea's schoolgirl skirt and allows everyone a view of her gorgeous posterior. "No, Countess," Rhea replies. "If I was to command it, are you going to let my husband slide his big dick into that tight little ass of yours and fill you up with his load? "Yes, Countess." My cock is swelling inside my pants from my wife's dirty talk. She knows just how to prepare a scene, not to mention, me. Despite all of the stripping and fondling, the girls can't help but stare over at an ominous, custom-made toy of ours. It was built to restrain up to three people, with carefully measured slots for their heads and wrists. A padlock, employed mainly for the psychological impact, would keep the helpless victims secured and vulnerable. "Do you know what this is?" Livia asks Rhea. She steps over to run her hand across the finished wood. "Stocks?" "A close guess," I interject. "Technically, it is a pillory—a fine Massachusetts tradition. It was abolished in the eighteen hundreds for use in criminal punishment, but it is perfectly acceptable to use in our dungeon when we feel like restraining some willing slave girls. Are you willing?" "I am willing," Rhea assures us. Livia helps Rhea step out of her skirt and I can't help but ogle her firm young body as she stands before us in just her knee high socks and sneakers. Livia takes her to the pillory and guides her wrists and head into the slots. My ingenious design is built on a platform, so that the victims can kneel comfortably and provide us unencumbered access to both rear and throat. I approach Emilia from behind and gently breathe on her neck. She trembles as I trace the plastic tips of my fangs from her earlobe to the middle of her neck. "Do you like vampires?" "They're scary. Wait, I mean yes!" she says. Livia giggles at nervous Emilia and steps in front of her. She pulls down Emilia's dress to reveal her big pink nipples and strokes her breasts in admiration. "Those are some beautiful big tits," Livia says, propping them up and making them jiggle. "As our slave, I would expect you to oil them up on command and let my husband titty fuck you as long as it takes for him to shoot his load all over your neck and face. Would you be okay with that, Emilia?" "Yes, Countess." "Good. Now let's get you out of that dress." I am enthralled, watching my wife undress this busty twenty-something. Her breasts are so large that they have a natural sag to them, which I find very attractive. She is well tanned for the occasion, a fact that doesn't escape me when Livia pulls down Emilia's throng and proceeds to pinch a juicy labia between her fingers. Emilia stands nervously before me in nothing but her thigh-highs, moaning softly as my wife explores her body. "What do you think?" Livia asks me, turning Emilia around to give me a complete view. Her butt, like her breasts, is round and full and will be just as much fun to play with. "Would you like to join your friend Rhea in the pillory?" I ask. "Of course, you don't have to. Only willing slave girls are allowed." "You're not going to hurt us?" she asks. "Absolutely not. Well, not any more than you would like. Do you remember your safe word?" "Yes," Emilia says, eyeing the stairs and seriously considering her departure. "I'll go ahead and call the driver, no hard feelings," I say, reaching for the phone in my pocket. "No, wait. I want to do it," she pleads. With that, Livia gladly leads her into position next to Rhea. Their head and wrists are in place and they are both waiting to be locked in securely. I turn to Zoey and she tosses her witches hat and pulls off her dress. It turns out she's wearing more than just fishnet stockings. It is a<b> crotchless </font></b>body suit that she must have picked up for ten bucks at the local adult store. Her perfectly round, medium-sized breasts are visible beneath the material and the slit of her bikini-waxed pussy is staring back at me. "I never asked you to undress," I scold her. Admittedly, she is giving me a stir in my pants, but I must maintain order. "Sorry, Count," Zoey says with a shrug. "Sorry isn't good enough. Here at Castle Atwood, your mistakes will be met with punishment." I take a seat on the sofa behind the pillory and point at my knee. Zoey lays across my lap, angling up her butt up in the air. Livia approaches and tugs at the rear gap in her bodysuit. With a sharp tear, the fabric peels away from Zoey's ass. "Thank you, Countess," I say. I raise my hand into the air and bring it down hard on Zoey's butt, causing her to let you yelp. "You won't do anything unless commanded, is that understood?" I ask, giving her a few more hard spankings. "Yes, Count." I am very much enjoying the feel of her firm butt as I swat it with the palm of my hand. I stroke her ass and caress her inner thighs teasingly. "Go kneel onto the pillory platform next to Emilia and prepare yourself for some additional punishment." "Yes, Count." She walks over to the pillory, giving me a view of pale butt cheeks on the way. Livia puts Zoey's head and wrists into position and then fastens the top stock of the pillory in place and padlocks it. "I sure hope we don't lose the key," I say, trying to ratchet up the suspense for these now utterly helpless young women. "Oops," Livia says, tossing the key off onto the floor. She approaches me and we share a passionate kiss before taking our place on the sofa to enjoy our wine with a view. What an unbelievable sight: three gorgeous young women locked into place and bending over in our direction, giving us a full view of the banquet between their legs. Threes slits and assholes for the taking; lower case i's, if you will. We swirl our glasses and enjoy a delicious gulp. It is starting to open up. "Are you comfortable, girls?" I ask. "Yes, Count." Livia and I set down our wine glasses and help ourselves to their bodies. We admire the soft skin of their asses and give them some playful spanks. Already, I can see the glistening juices beginning to drip down from their cunts. We stroke and squeeze their hanging breasts. There is a nice variety of sizes to choose from. Emilia's oversized bosoms are the clear winner, but Zoey is a close second, offering the perfect handful. "Okay, then. It is time for some punishment," I announce. "I want you all to understand what happens to bad little girls when they disobey their Count. Livia would you bring me my paddle?" I don't have to see their faces to know that they are cringing in suspense as Livia walks across the room and removes the wooden paddle from where it is hanging on the wall. I grip the paddle and carefully rest the cold wood against Rhea's butt cheeks, letting it linger for a moment so that she can appreciate what is coming. I pull back and give her a medium strength swing, crashing the paddle against her buttocks and causing her to yelp out in surprise. "Would you like another?" "Yes, please," she begs. I linger for several moments to build the suspense and then give her another hard swat, admiring the visible jiggle as wood meets with skin. "Thank you," she says, politely. Livia takes her place in front of the women and seems eager to get out of her cumbersome dress. I nearly miss my third swat entirely, watching my wife reveal her blood red, lace lingerie set, complete with stockings and garter belt. I sometimes forget that Livia was a lingerie model until I see her in a getup like this. She bends over to peel off of her g-string in front of the young women's faces and approaches Rhea. "I want you to give me a long, slow lick," Livia instructs, running her fingers through Rhea's hair. She lifts her leg and rests her foot on the platform so that her pussy is at face level. Livia has a thin landing strip of pubic hair above that gorgeous pussy of hers, my favorite style. Rhea sticks out her tongue and enjoys a greedy taste of my wife's slit, causing her to purr with satisfaction. Moving down the paddling line to Emilia, I decide to ease up my swing, even though she has plenty of butt to absorb the impact. I give her three good swats and she does not protest in the slightest. Just short, quiet yelps followed by the appropriate thank you's. Livia moves down the line as well, testing out Emilia's oral skills and moaning with greedy lust. "I'm going to give you the paddling that you deserve, Zoey. Do you think you can handle it?" "I can handle it," she assures me. The muscles in her legs tense up in anticipation and I proceed with the swatting. After five extra hard paddlings and a reddened ass she is still holding on strong, without so much as a peep. "I can't break you with pain, but perhaps pleasure?' I lick my finger and trace it down the crack of Zoey's ass. She gasps in shock as I repeatedly outline a figure eight around her pussy and ass. Livia positions herself in front of Zoey for some oral servicing and a wet drip of Zoey's juices lands on my finger as I'm stroking her. "I think she likes you," I say to Livia. "And I have a feeling that someone else likes me." I walk back over to Rhea and give her a similar treatment, tracing around her genitals and teasing her mercilessly. She moans and sways her hips, desperate for sexual release. It's not going to be that easy. With Livia at my side, we proceed to help ourselves to a taste of the women in front us. They are so wet and eager to feel our tongues between their legs. Each of them offers a distinct and appealing flavor. The girls squirm as I trace my fangs on their butt cheeks. I give each ass a firm bite, careful not to break the skin, and they all yelp in surprise. As a little reward for everything that they have endured so far, Livia and I team up, licking the cunt and ass of each girl together. I'm dragging my tongue up Emilia's butt crack and I feel Livia stroking me over my pants. "I want to see them suck it. I'll get the camera," she says. She doesn't have to tell me twice. I remove my costume and boxers, but the cape and fangs remain. My cock is already at half-mast and my balls tighten up in anticipation as I stroll past the lineup of restrained heads and hands. Livia puts the camera strap over her neck and then stands at my back. She reaches around to cup my balls and stroke my swelling cock in front of Rhea's face. "Are you ready to worship the Count's cock?" Livia asks Rhea. "Yes, Countess." Livia presses my shaft against Rhea's forehead and gives her a few playful swats against the cheeks. I can already see a bead of precum forming at the tip of my cock and Livia is quick to wipe it off onto Rhea's lips. "Stick out your tongues. All of you," Livia demands. The girls comply and Livia works my cock down the line, rubbing and slapping their faces with it. I am so incredibly hard and dying to feel myself in their throats, but I won't deprive my wife of her favorite routine, which has become an honored tradition at this point. "Lick his balls," she says to Emilia, who laps her tongue across my sack with enthusiasm. Livia raises the camera and begins snapping pictures. I rest my balls on the bridge of Emilia's nose and jerk my cock. What an incredible feeling it is to have my sack resting on this busty blonde's face while my wife documents it. "That's a good one!" Livia says with a laugh. "Let's get some with the other girls now." I pose with my cock and balls pressed against the girls' faces and I chuckle to myself as Livia snaps her pictures. She seems overly amused at the sight of these young women being cock slapped and tea bagged by her husband. "Okay, now," I finally intervene. "It is time to test out their throats. Rhea, give me an ahhh." "Ahhh," Rhea says, mouth agape and eyes widened as she experiences my girthy shaft sliding into her throat. "Do me a favor. Since you're unable to speak, you can ball up your hands into fists if you need mercy. We aren't really monsters, after all." With that, I enjoy some slow, deep plunges into her throat. The flow of saliva runs across my shaft and drips onto my balls. Livia sets down her camera and positions herself behind Rhea to stroke her wet slit and massage her asshole with a lubricated finger. It is remarkable how secure Rhea's glasses remain as I grip her hair and pump my cock deep into her throat. Rhea is gagging on my cock and drooling all over the floor, so I decide to give her a break. Down the line I go, stuffing my cock into the young women's wet and willing throats while my wife works them from behind. Emilia gags more easily than the other girls so I decide to go easy on her and focus on Zoey, who doesn't appear to have a gag reflex at all. She just looks up at me with watering eyes while my balls rest on her chin for nearly a full minute, never once giving me the signal for mercy. "Well done girls," I say, breathing heavy from such an extraordinary stimulation. I am getting close to blowing my first load, but I will be damned if my wife isn't going to enjoy the fruit of all of this throat-labor. I wipe off Zoey's sticky saliva onto her forehead and turn to Livia. "Come to me, Countess." Livia's gorgeous eyes light up with glee and she rushes to the front of the action, stepping onto her absurdly expensive dress which is now nothing more than a throw rug. I guide her to her knees and she opens her mouth expectantly, like the good wife that she is. Holding her by the back of the head, I pound her throat with abandon and send a river of spit flowing down her chin and between her breasts. The girls are looking on with fascination as I throat fuck my wife and fill the room with echoes of sloppy cock gagging. Livia shows these girls what a real cock worshipping looks like, eagerly slurping on my balls and slapping my messy shaft against her face. Worried that I can't hold back my load much longer, I help Livia up and turn her towards the girls. She bends forward rests her hands against the top of the pillory, paying no mind to the trapped women below her as she presents herself to me. I stroke her ass and grip her garter belt to pull her against me. My manhood is still slobbered in saliva and it slides easily between Livia's wet pussy lips. My throbbing cock head grazes her clit and it is feeling so engorged that it almost hurts. I press into her vaginal opening as the enthralled young women look on. I proceed to ram into her with everything that I have, shaking the pillory and groaning with satisfaction. "Suck on my tits," Livia says, shoving her breasts into Zoey's face and moaning from the persistent penetration. I'm slapping my balls against my wife's clit with every thrust and soon enough I can feel the warm liquid of her orgasm pouring over my shaft. I pull out of Livia and show the girls my cock, glazed in juices and ready to explode with some juices of my own. "Who wants it?" I ask, jerking myself with intent and eyeing their reactions. "Me! Me! Me!" they all beg, eager to show off and earn my favor. I can't help but to drift over to Rhea and those sexy glasses of hers. I start jerking myself over Rhea's face. Livia kindly takes to her knees and sucks on my balls while I finish myself off. "Yes! I want your cum!" Rhea begs as the first warning shot dribbles out onto the bridge of her nose. I groan in pleasure and send a high velocity spurt across her forehead and into her hair. Ropes of semen streak across her lenses and dangle down onto her cheeks. I realize I am not sharing the wealth like I ought to and aim at Emilia next, doling out a gooey taste to her extended tongue. Finally, I bury myself into Zoey's throat, allowing the remainder of my seed to swim into her belly while I wait for the signal of discomfort. After enduring nearly a minute of my draining cock lodged in the back of her throat, Zoey finally clenches her fists. I pull out with a slimy strand of spit hanging from my phallus. "Great finish, Zoey," I say, feeling buzzed from such a memorable and satisfying orgasm. Livia is already fast at work to document the occasion. She uses her finger to artistically rearrange the ropes of semen on Rhea's face before taking a set of pictures. She collects some of Rhea's massive facial on her finger and paints a cum mustache onto Emilia. "You should have cum on all of them," she tells me. Can I do anything right for this woman? With three pretty faces now smeared in cum and saliva, Livia manages to capture the pictures that she wanted. The girls have been very good sports so far with the restraints, the cock gagging, and now the face painting. "Are you enjoying yourselves?" I ask on my way to the couch for a quick breather and to enjoy the view. "Yes, Count," they say, and to look at them from behind provides confirmation. Their labias are engorged and their thighs are shiny with their dripping juices. They would do or say just about anything for some release, but we have other plans at the moment. "Here you are, Count," Livia says with a wink as she hands me a bottle of lube. "Nice shooting, by the way. It's a good thing she was wearing glasses." "Why thank you, Countess. You couldn't have found us a prettier set of cum sluts. Shall we test them out from behind now?" "Can we?" she asks with excitement. "Of course. We can do anything that we want." "Okay!" Livia reaches behind her back to unclasp her bra, giving me an eyeful of her tanned breasts. I've never seen a more perfect pair: big, round, and natural. I drizzle them with lube and spread it around, making her chest nice and slick. Livia presses her breasts against the girls' butts. She slides them up and down the cracks of their asses and grazes her nipples across the slits of their pussies. The dungeon is filled with the soundtrack of pleasured moaning. The pillory platform is conveniently equipped with drawers at the bottom so I help myself to some of the carefully arranged contents inside. "This will do," I say out loud, holding up a stainless steel butt plug. I slide it up Rhea's inner thigh and across her cunt. She gasps when she feels the drips of lubrication falling onto her anus followed by the thick steel head of the plug, threatening to penetrate her virgin hole. I linger for a bit and then slowly push the plug into Rhea's ass, waiting in suspense to see if she will blurt her safe word. She moans in pleasure and I push it all the way until the flanged end is resting against her cheeks. "Good girl, Rhea. Do you like how it feels inside of you?" "Yes, Count!" With that, I move over to Emilia, who was just receiving a generous rim job from my wife. I drip some lube onto her ass and attempt to penetrate her with a plug when I hear the dreaded word. |
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