A New Life Pt. 02

Her body goes limp and I help her to the floor, supporting her body with my own. She lays up against me for a few seconds, collecting her breath, the side of her head against my breast. When her breathing has calmed, she takes my fingers to her lips and cleans them of her sex. Her tongue traces over my fingers, exploring each crease and ensures she cleans them thoroughly. When she is content, she releases my hand and whispers, "Naughty girl." and then proceeds to kiss me. It is intimate and I feel our emotional bond grow as our tongues tease and play. She seductively bites my lips then rises to her feet pulling me up with her.

We walk toward our audience, I watch Master walk away towards his room leaving just the other man. I don't believe he even notices that he is standing alone. Allison presses my body against the cold glass, my breast mashed against the barrier. She stands behind me, her hands on my hips. "He is human and easily manipulated. While I fuck you - payback for your naughty little stunt - I want you to charm him. I will not stop until he comes on the glass..." My eyes grow wide and I stare at him, unsure of what to do. She traces a finger up the crease of my ass then leans forward to my ear, "This is the most important skill you will learn, and you will need to be able to use it under all conditions." She steps back and pulls my hips towards her. My breast remain in contact with the window but slide down slightly and as I step back to keep my balance she forces my legs apart. "That's a good girl, now keep those tits against the glass and get him to make a mess."

Her open hand comes down hard on my ass and the stinging sensations spread out from the point of impact. I cry out, and her hand comes down hard again. "Do as your told," she says and I can hear her the smile in her voice. She is enjoying this. Smack, smack, smack. I have no idea how to charm this man and the distraction doesn't help. Her hand rubs over my ass where she has left it red, her voice now in my head 'Tell him, compel him to do what you've been told to'. She begins to trace over my curves giving me an opportunity to concentrate with slightly less distraction. I look to this man and wait for our eyes to lock.

A few seconds pass and I can feel the connection, it's as though I possess his body. I can hear and experience his thoughts. He is nervous, feeling that he is doing something wrong but is unable to look away. Now, however, I have his eyes locked. I speak through our connection, 'Nod if you can hear me.' This was my first mistake. He suddenly looks around, breaking our eye contact searching around him for the source of the voice. Allison whispers in my ear as two fingers push inside me with ease, "Don't talk until the connection is strong, or that happens." My focus has changed from the task given to how hungry my pussy is. As her fingers fuck me, I can hear how wet I am and I completely forget this man is opposite the wall from me. Allison knows this and continues to build up this need in me, then slap! And another, in the same spot and I cry out. "Get him back, pull him back under your charm."

I use the pause in her attack on my body to desperately try and reconnect with this man. My eyes plead with him to meet mine but Allison now has his attention. She is in control and he watches her every move. Smack. I fight through it and watch him flinch as her hand slaps down on the flesh of my ass. Her fingers slowly trace over the reddened and warm cheek before tracing their way back down to my swollen labia. My eyes roll back as she teases me, struggling to come back down to join his. Again, two fingers enter me and I fight the temptation to focus on the pleasure they give; instead desperately trying to feel those feelings again where I am a part of him.

Her fingers increase in rhythm as they begin to fuck me, but I give all my will to him. His sexual urges are strong, he wishes to join us. This time I don't speak to him, not yet. I imagine the glass no longer there, no barrier between us. This seems to work as I can feel his excitement grow. He can hear my soft moans, the sounds of my wetness and those of her hand slapping against my lips. I lean forward and my mouth presses against the glass and I see him do the same. I imagine his aggressive kiss, his tongue taking control of mine as they dance. Anybody watching would see an odd sight, but to us it's real. I pull back and our eyes again meet and I know now I have him. Her fingers now penetrating deep inside me and I have to fight the urges my body is demanding that I pay attention to. I communicate slowly concentrating on each word, 'Show him to me, show me how hard he is.'

His hands move to his jeans, he has been wanting to touch himself and now he finally can. He moves quickly, unbuttoning and pulling the zipper down. I can see the outline through his underwear and he slowly pulls the waistband down. The tip shines with his excitement, clear fluid pools at the opening.

I can't ignore Allison anymore, my body won't let me. I now focus to feel his fingers inside me, she is no longer here - it's just him and he's going to make me come. His wrist moves his hand through the air as though it is his fingers inside me pumping against my pussy. I can no longer hold back, I scream out as the orgasm takes hold and overpowers me. He too can feel it, feel the contractions against his digits as he encourages me to come, 'That's it, come for me give it to me". My legs shake and feel weak but I remain standing.

At the height of my orgasm, Allison forces her way back and interrupts our awakened dream. Her voice is demanding but seductive, 'Fuck her, give her that cock and don't stop until you fill her with your seed'. I am able to get a quick look at his cock, dripping with his precum, before I feel his hands grab tightly to my hips and without warning pushes himself in me. I cry out as I am so sensitive. His cock feels so much bigger inside me than it looked. His hands are against the glass and he is thrusting in the air feeling how tight I am, stretching to accommodate his girth. Within a few seconds my body is orgasming again from his phantom manhood. He is able to fight through it, but works himself harder against the pulsing of my vaginal walls. As the orgasm ends I beg him, plead with him to fill me. Each thrust sends a painful sensation through my core, stronger each time. Emotional relief comes in the form of his throbbing. My words slurred and vary in pitch, 'Please, please come for me.' His body slams against mine pushing my chest into the window, his grunting becoming louder. Then I feel it, that warmth, shooting pressure deep inside me as his cock erupts. My body joins one last time as we come together, his fingers digging deep into my flesh as he empties himself in me.

As he finishes, I collapse to my knees. My body shakes and I see my reflection in the glass. I look up just a little and see him, still hard and his body heaving desperate for air. Not far from where his cock is pointing is a thick milky fluid dripping down the glass. There is so much cum. "Good girl, but you still have much to learn," Allison whispers then she's gone. It only took a blink and she was outside the room turning the corner towards this man. It takes him a moment to notice her and he jumps when he does. Covering himself with his hands he turns to her and says something I am unable to hear. The exchange a few words and then she pulls me in to the conversation and I can hear it as if I am there.

'You enjoyed my slutty friends pussy didn't you?' She scoops a finger over the cum on the window for my view and brings it to her lips. She smiles to me as though she enjoys the taste. He nods, not noticing what she has done. He is still under our spell, unaware of reality. Grabbing his hand, she leads him into our suite. Leading him to the side of the bed, she looks to me and smiles. "Crawl to us, he wishes you to clean yourself off of him and to come again. Such a young stud he is," She speaks more directing him than giving me orders. As I crawl, I watch his softened cock grows in obedience to her voice alone. I kneel in front of him and she whispers, "Tell her what you need, talk dirty to her."

In a much deeper voice than I was expecting, I hear him talk for the first time, "Be a good girl and use that dirty mouth to clean the mess you've made of my cock." I feel a sudden case of nerves, my husband would always complain of my blowjobs and destroyed my self confidence. Allison reassures me, 'Go on, give him what he desires'. His deep voice joins hers though he is unaware of what she has said, "Show me what a slut you are, how hungry you are to taste your pussy on me." The only mess on him is a single stream of his own cum flowing down his length to his balls. I start there, my lips pressing into the soft flesh. They mold themselves around my lips and are so warm, his cum thick and sticky. My tongue extends from my lips and I feel them form around it as I hold up their weight.

Allison is pressed up against his back, kissing his neck and whispering naughty things in his ear. She has a channel opened to me and helps me, telling me what to do all unknown to him. 'Show him you enjoy it, that you need to please him. The secret is taking your own pleasure in pleasing his cock.' Her hands run under his shirt lifting the bottom showing off his well formed abs. My tongue follows the stream of his seed, moving up his shaft slowly. I find that I actually enjoy his taste and this surprises me. The thickness makes it sticky, with a creamy texture and more of a sweetness than salty. So much different than the acidic taste I remember of my ex husband.

As I reach the tip his fingers grip my hair, not painfully but enough that I could feel it. His cock, much larger close up than it looked though the glass, responds by bouncing against my lips. A little more of his cum leaks from him as he talks, "Take it, wrap those beautiful lips around my cock and make it happy." His fingers grip my hair tighter and he pulls me where he wants. As my lips envelop him, I can hear and feel his heartbeat speed up. He gasps as he feels my lips slide down his shaft, I am surprised by how hard he is so quickly. Allison's hands continue to massage his abdomen under his shirt as she grinds her hips into his ass. Her lips teasing his neck, tracing with her tongue and kissing softly. I suck softly as I build saliva to lubricate him as he applies gentle pressure forcing more of him in my lips.

As he becomes slick with my spit, Allison moves her hands to his hips and starts to lead them in a thrusting motion. My tongue is flat maximizing the contact against him and he starts to reach the start of my throat. Allison keeps talking dirty to him between kissing and her fingers dig into his sides as he increases his momentum. This continues for a short time before he builds up the courage and pulls my head to him and he slides into my throat. My lips open slightly and are against his pelvis, "Be a good girl and swallow" he grunts. I no long have a gag reflex but it is difficult to breathe, my moans are muffled and as I swallow I feel my throat tighten and release against the head of his cock. I swallow four, five, six times before he pulls back allowing me to take in a deep breath before going back for more.

My eyes are watering and drool dripping down my chin and chest. He grunts and I can feel him throbbing against my lips, "God I need to fuck that cunt again, turn around and show me your ass."

Allison quickly steps in, her voice monotone, "You are fucking her, don't you feel how wet she is and how tightly her pussy is hugging you?" He grunts in response and grabs my head with both hands, his mind playing tricks on him. He begins his assault, treating my mouth as though it is my sex. Thankfully he is close when this begins and I am not subjected to this abuse for long. I can taste his precum leaking from him as his grunting becomes deeper. He cries out, "Oh fuck I'm going to come" and pushes deep into my throat one last time. With a loud grunt I feel that first stream and his body shakes. As he releases his cum into my throat Allison sinks her fangs into his neck and his body becomes confused. His grunting changes between pleasure and pain and as the last of his seed empties into my mouth his body goes limp and she has to hold him up. She feeds until he is on the edge of consciousness then seals the wounds and lets his body fall to the floor. The collar of his shirt is red with his blood and there is some remnants on Allison's smiling lips.

"He's an asshole but he'll live," she says while wiping his cum and my spit from my face. She leans forward and kisses me and I can taste his blood. She breaks the kiss and grabs him by the shoulders and pulls him out of the room and sitting him up against the wall, confused as to what happened. She waits a short time and two men come and retrieve him taking him somewhere I have no clue. I crawl into bed, curl up and begin to cry. I don't notice her come back until her hand is on my back, her voice caring and concerned, "I'm sorry, I thought you would like it a little rough." I cuddle into her lap just needing to be comforted, my voice broken through the tears, "It's not that, it's my kids. How can I be a good mother when all I think about is sex and feeding? Even now I'm horny and I was just used as an object for some strange man to get off...". My voice trails off...

Her fingers run through my hair and she pulls my face to look at hers and smiles, "You're not alone and we'll show you how to adjust. We have a little time before they come home."