Angel with a Devil Inside

Betty and Darlene finished their cigarettes. They lit another, and Betty asked Angel, “Could you take his harness off now? We want to see his cock.” Angel got up, came over to the bed, and unlocked the cock harness. She had a cloth with her, and she wiped up the blood. Betty and Darlene gasped when Angel showed them the hundreds of red spots on my cock, showing where the pins in the harness had pricked my cock. Darlene put some baby oil on her left palm, and began lightly massaging my cock. Watching them smoke was enough to make my cock very hard, and Darlene didn’t have to rub too hard to keep me aroused. They smoked another couple of cigarettes while Darlene teased my cock.

Betty put a condom on my cock, and she hopped up on it. I only got to see her a few seconds, because Darlene hopped on the dildo. I could only see Darlene’s back, but I could hear them kissing, licking and sucking on each other’s breasts. Every so often Betty or Darlene would bounce up and down. I think they had three or four orgasms each, before they got off my cock and dildo. Betty removed the condom and exclaimed, “That’s amazing. Angel, you have him so well trained. I know I had four orgasms, and he didn’t come once!” Betty hopped off the bed, and left the room. She returned, and sat back down on the bed. The lit a cigarette, and took a puff. Then I felt something rough against my cock. Betty and Darlene were rubbing a hairbrush against my cock with one hand, while smoking with the other. Betty would rub on one side of my cock, while Darlene was rubbing on the other side. At first it didn’t feel too bad, but they rubbed harder and harder as they smoked. After two more cigarettes, they were alternating rubbing with smacking my cock with the flat portion of the brush. They were hurting me, but I still had the gag in my mouth. All I could do was moan through the gag. Darlene said, “Oh good, we’re hurting him. I’m getting horny again.”

Darlene put a condom on my cock, and hopped on. Betty sat on the side of the bed and watched. I could see Darlene fuck me, her torpedo breasts bouncing up and down. She had an orgasm, and I was struggling not to come. I closed my eyes, and that helped. I heard Darlene come again, and I couldn’t resist any more. I opened my eyes and watched those breasts bounce for a couple of minutes before I had my orgasm. Darlene got off my cock, slapped it until it got hard again, then hopped back on. She rode me to a couple more orgasms. Her fucking hurt after I’d had an orgasm, but I was in no position to argue. I was tied to the bed and still had the gag in my mouth. She hopped off, and laughed at Betty. “He came when I rode him; I guess he thinks I’m sexier than you.” Darlene took the condom off, threw it away, and walked out of the bedroom. Betty smacked my cock with the back of a hairbrush for a couple of minutes, then got off the bed as well. She turned to Angel, and said, “Please keep in touch. Your slave is an interesting man.” She left the bedroom. Angel took the gag off, and untied me from the bed. We got dressed, and left. On the way back to Angel’s place, I thanked her for the wonderful evening. Angel didn’t say anything. When we got to Angel’s place, I changed into my clothes, and went home.

Chapter 6 - The new toys

Angel and I went on five ordinary dates. It was a Saturday evening when Angel opened the door wearing her leather outfit. I walked into the living room, took off my clothes, and waited for Angel. She came into the living room, and commanded, “Come with me”. I followed her into the back room. She chained my wrists to the ceiling, and tied the spreader bar to my ankles. When she was finished, I was up on my tiptoes.

Angel went into the closet, and came out with something that looked like a huge dildo. She walked over to me, and she strapped the dildo to me. My cock went inside an opening in the middle of the dildo, and the straps went around my hips. Angel reached behind me, and buckled the straps. Then she turned the dildo on. It was a huge vibrator, designed to hold and vibrate a man’s cock. The sensations were interesting. Angel went over to the sofa, sat down, and lit a cigarette. It was a little arousing watching Angel smoke on the sofa, but the vibrator just wasn’t powerful enough. She smoked two cigarettes, then got up and came over to me. She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me. The taste of cigarette smoke in her mouth turned me on a little bit, but I still wasn’t aroused. Angel asked me, “Is that vibrator arousing you?”

“No, Mistress Angel, it isn’t”, I answered.

She turned the vibrator off and unbuckled the straps. She put it back in the closet, and came out with something I didn’t recognize. She put a bottle on the floor. There was a tube that came out of the bottle and went into some kind of machine. Another tube came out of the top of the machine. Angel plugged the machine into the wall, and put the tube on my cock. There was a rubbery part of the tube, almost like a condom, that fit snuggly on my cock. She turned the machine on, and it sucked on my cock. The machine produced continuous bursts of vacuum, which felt like someone sucking on my cock. Angel walked over to the other side of the room, turned on the TV, and left the room. It was another dominance video, with a dominant woman and two submissive men. For most of the video, she had them in a dungeon tied in all sorts of positions. She whipped them with a cat-o-nine tails whip, and with a riding crop. There was one interesting scene where she tied the men’s cocks together with a piece of twine, tied their wrists behind their back, and had them play tug-of-war with their cocks. There was a candle under their cocks, and the loser’s cock would be over the candle. Usually a few seconds of the candle would make the man pull harder, until the other man’s cock was over the candle. At least, that’s how it was staged for the video.

The video had finished, rewound, and had started again when Angel came back into the room. She turned off the TV, walked over to me, and checked the bottle. She saw it was empty, and said, “Damn. This machine hasn’t made you come once, has it slave?”

“No Mistress Angel, it hasn’t”, I answered.

She turned the machine off, and pulled the tube off my cock. She put the machine in the closet, and left the room. When she came back, she was wearing the black lace gloves with her leather outfit. She came over to me, and kissed me. She stroked my cock with her right hand for a couple of minutes, and stopped. She slapped my cock a few times with the palm and back of her hand. She walked over to the sofa and got herself a cigarette. She came back, took a puff, and kissed me. She smoked the cigarette while kissing me. She stroked and kissed me for about a half-hour before she let me come. My cock was sore from the lace. I was tired from standing on my tiptoes for a few hours.

Angel untied the spreader bar from my ankles, then unhooked the chains from my wrists. We went into the living room, where Angel watched TV while I stood by the sofa. I’d get her drinks and snacks, but mostly she watched TV until after Saturday Night Live was over. Then I got dressed, and went home.

Chapter 7 - Sandy returns

Angel and I went on four ordinary dates. It was a Friday evening when Angel opened the door wearing her leather outfit. I went into the living room, took off my clothes, and waited for Angel. She walked into the room with the harness, a pair of handcuffs, and a glass of ice water. She put the harness on, locked my wrists in front of me with the handcuffs, and left the room again. She returned naked, sat on the sofa, and turned on the TV. I stood there by the sofa, unless Angel commanded me to get something for her. After about an hour the front buzzer buzzed. Angel commanded, “Get that”. I walked over to the intercom, pushed the button, and asked, “Who is it?”

“Sandy”, I heard through the speaker.

I buzzed her in, then opened the door for her. She gave my harness a squeeze, then went over to where Angel was sitting. Angel stood up and they hugged each other. Sandy walked out of the room, and came back naked. She sat down next to Angel, and they watched TV for a couple of hours. I stood by the sofa, unless Angel or Sandy commanded me to get them something. Angel commanded me “Come over here and kneel in front of us.” I came over to where they were on the sofa, and knelt down in between them. Sandy commanded me, “Hold the ashtray.” I held up my hands, and Sandy put the glass ashtray in them. I knelt for about an hour, holding the ashtray between them, while Angel and Sandy smoked and watched TV.

After the Tonight Show, Angel turned off the TV. She commanded, “Clean out the ashtray, then come watch us in the bedroom.” I carefully got up, went into the kitchen, dumped the ashes in the garbage, and washed out the ashtray. When I was finished, I went into the bedroom. The light was off, but the lamp on the end table was on. Angel and Sandy were kissing and playing with each other. I went to the foot of the bed, and watched them make love. When they were finished, Sandy lit a cigarette, and crawled over to the foot of the bed. She was on her knees, and her face was above mine. She took a puff of the cigarette, and blew the smoke in my face. She asked, “Are you aroused, slave?”

“Yes, Mistress Sandy”, I answered.

She noticed that my hands were handcuffed in front of me. She grabbed the handcuffs with her left hand, and held my hands in front of her breasts. “I’d bet you’d love to fondle my huge soft breasts, wouldn’t you slave?”

“Yes, Mistress Sandy”, I answered.

“At least you’re honest. But you wouldn’t dare, would you slave?”

“No, Mistress Sandy”, I answered.

She let go of the handcuffs. “You’re the only man that’s seen me naked, fucked me, and not fondled my breasts. It makes me so wet to tease you like this.” She grabbed the back of my head, and pulled my face into her breasts. She kept me there, blowing smoke in my face, until she finished her cigarette. Angel got up and commanded, “Lay down”. I lay down on the bed, and Angel unlocked the handcuffs, and locked them through the headboard. She tied my ankles together, and tied them to the footboard. She unlocked the harness, and put it away. Sandy put a condom on my cock, then hopped on. She sat there, lit a cigarette, took a puff, and said, “Angel and I made a little bet yesterday. After I finish this cigarette, I’m going to fuck you. I want three orgasms from you. If I get my orgasms without you cumming, then Angel wins, and she gets to dominate me. She can command me to do whatever she wants for the evening. If you come, then I win, and Angel and I will torture you for the rest of the night. It doesn’t matter how you feel about this, although if I win, Angel will be pissed off at you.” Sandy laughed. “If you come before I finish the cigarette, then I get to take you home with me. You must come over to my place, and serve me. I might even let Mary have her way with you again.” Sandy took a puff of her cigarette, and played with her breasts for a little while before she spoke. “Oh, by the way, no fair closing your eyes. You have to watch me while I fuck you. Angel and I will be watching to make sure you don’t cheat.”

Sandy took her time finishing the cigarette. She played with her breasts and nipples in between puffs. She also said things like, “God, I’m so horny. I can’t wait to fuck you. My nipples are so sensitive right now.” She finally finished the cigarette, and picked herself up to check the condom. “Damn, I couldn’t make him come.” She let herself down, and leaned forward on her hands. Her breasts were hanging right in front of my face. She stayed in that position for a minute, letting me stare at her breasts, before she started rocking back and forth on my cock. I just watched as her huge breasts swung back and forth over my face. I heard Sandy moaning, and I watched her face as she had her first orgasm. I wasn’t anywhere near having an orgasm. Sandy was attractive, but she wasn’t nearly as beautiful as Darlene. Sandy kept pumping, and after a while she had her second orgasm. She didn’t even slow down, and soon she had her third orgasm. Sandy was tired, and she collapsed on my chest. I could feel her breathing through my chest, and her soft breasts felt nice pressed against my chest. After a few minutes Sandy picked herself up, and checked the condom. “Damn Angel, you won. He didn’t come.” She got off the bed, took the condom off my cock, and threw it away. Angel untied my ankles and unlocked my wrists. We all walked into the back room.

Angel chained Sandy’s wrists to the ceiling, and spread her ankles with the spreader bar. She didn’t chain Sandy as tight as me; Sandy’s heels were on the floor. Angel handcuffed my wrists behind my back, set a timer, and sat down on the sofa. She said, “Slave, we’re going to play a little game with Sandy. I’ve set the timer for 30 minutes. When I start it, I’ll lean back and open my legs. Get on you knees, and eat me. After I’ve had five orgasms, stand up and turn around. I’ll unlock the handcuffs, and Sandy is yours to play with. You can do anything you want to her, fondle her breasts, kiss her, or pull on her pussy hairs, until the timer goes off. Then you must stop whatever you’re doing, come back over to me, and kneel down by me. If you’re still eating me when the timer goes off, keep eating me until I’ve had five orgasms. You don’t get any time to play with Sandy. Ready, go.” I got down on my knees and dived into Angel’s pussy. I found her clit with my tongue, and started sucking as hard as I could. Angel’s first couple of orgasms came quickly. I took a minute to clean up the pussy juice with my tongue, and I started on her clit again. Angel had her third orgasm. I kept licking and sucking, and Angel had her fourth orgasm. I knew she was getting tired, so I licked for a little while before I sucked on her clit. I had to suck for quite a while until she had her fifth orgasm. I stood up and turned around. I looked over at the timer while Angel unlocked the handcuffs. I only had three minutes to play with Sandy. I walked over, and kissed her. I still had the taste of Angel’s pussy in my mouth, and I wanted Sandy to taste it too. I grabbed each of Sandy’s breasts, and squeezed. I alternated playing with her nipples and squeezing. Soon, I heard the timer ring, and I walked over to Angel and knelt down in front of her.

“Good slave.” Angel patted me on the head and ran her fingers through my hair. “You’re going to help me while I whip Sandy. I want you to stand behind her and hold her breasts up while I whip them.” I got up and walked behind Sandy. I reached around her back, and propped up her breasts with my hands. Angel went into the closet, and came out with a crop. She walked over to Sandy, and smacked the tops of Sandy’s breasts with the crop. She alternated smacking the nipple and the breast. She smacked Sandy’s breasts for at least ten minutes. My arms were starting to get tired when Angel finally said, “OK slave, you can stop now.” I let go of Sandy’s breasts, and waited.

Angel untied the spreader bar from Sandy’s ankles, and unhooked the chains from her wrists. She handcuffed Sandy’s wrists behind her back, and said, “Slave, go sit down on the sofa.” I walked over to the sofa, and sat down. Then Angel said, “Sandy, I want you to get on your knees, and crawl over to Bert on the sofa. I want you to give him a blowjob. It’ll probably take a while; he’s not very sensitive you know. Oh, just to give you a little more incentive to finish quickly, let me put these on.” Angel pulled out a pair of clothespins, tied together with a couple of feet of string. She clamped the clothespins directly on Sandy’s nipples, then came over to the sofa and sat next to me. Sandy got down on her knees, and crawled over to me. She took my cock in her mouth, and licked and sucked on the head of my cock. It had been a long time since I’d had a blowjob, because I’m not very sensitive. Angel sat next to me on the sofa and kissed me, and that helped Sandy a little, because I love kissing Angel. Poor Sandy, it took her forty-five minutes before I finally came, and that’s only because Angel and I had been kissing the whole time. Angel commanded, “Lick up and swallow all the come, Sandy.” Sandy licked up and swallowed all the come. Sandy started crying. Angel let her cry for a few minutes before she said, “Stop that. A bet’s a bet. Stand up.”

Sandy stood up, and Angel pulled on the string. Sandy yelped as the clothespins pulled on her nipples. “I still have control over you, at least until I unlock the handcuffs from your wrists.” Angel got up and walked over to the chains hanging from the ceiling. Sandy had to follow, since Angel was holding the string. “Get up on your tiptoes”, Angel commanded. Sandy got up on her tiptoes, and Angel hooked the string around one of the chains. Sandy was stuck, she had to stay up on her tiptoes, or yank the clothespins clipped to her nipples. Angel asked, “Should I whip you Sandy?”

“No, Mistress Angel, please don’t whip me”, Sandy answered.

“Very well, I’ll leave you hang there for a while.” Angel came back over to the sofa, straddled my lap, and kissed me while Sandy struggled to stay on her toes. After about fifteen minutes, we heard Sandy crying. Angel looked over, and saw that Sandy was standing on her heels. The clothespins were pulling on Sandy’s nipples. Angel got up and unhooked the string from the chain. She unlocked the handcuffs from her wrists, and said, “Go ahead, take the clothespins off.” Sandy took one clothespin off, and screamed. She was a little hesitant, but finally took the other pin off her nipple; this time she whimpered. Sandy and Angel left the room.

After a few minutes Angel came back. “Sandy got dressed and left. I’m sorry about the bet. I called her yesterday and asked her if she wanted to help me torment you. She agreed, but then she wanted to make that bet with me. She surprised me when she brought it up. I agreed, but I was apprehensive about it. I like to torment you, but I don’t particularly want to torture you. I kept thinking about the bet all day today, and the more I thought about it, the more I disliked it. Thanks for winning the bet for me.” Angel kissed me, then continued. “I had never dominated a woman before. I wasn’t sure what to do, or what I wanted to do. I had a chance to think about it while you were eating me. Since she was so anxious to torture you, I decided to torture her. I really enjoyed putting the clothespins on her nipples. Sandy thought it was so much fun to put clothespins on your nipples when she was here before. I wonder if she still thinks it’s so much fun.” We went back to the bedroom, and kissed and cuddled for a while. Then I got dressed, and went home.

Chapter 8 - Another trip to the beach

We went on six ordinary dates before Angel answered the door in her leather outfit again. It was a Saturday morning. I went into the living room, stripped, and waited for her. She walked in with the harness and a glass of ice water. After she put the harness on, she gave me the loose fitting tan khaki pants, and said, “We’re going to the beach.” I put the pants on and waited in the living room. She came back wearing a bikini, with a light shirt over the top. “Get the stuff from my bedroom.” I went into the bedroom, got the beach bags, and followed her out to her car. I put the beach bags in the trunk, and got in. It was late in July, a very hot day. The traffic wasn’t too bad, and we got to the beach after two and a half hours. I got the bags out the trunk, and followed Angel to the beach. The beach was crowded, but we finally found a spot for our stuff. I set up the towels and the light nylon shade. I put some sunscreen on Angel, and then some on myself. I started reading, and Angel went for a walk along the beach.