Coven's Toy Pt. 03

"Tammy, this is the final sexual lesson, and it's one you may or may not like. But I think you'll like it; or most of it. First, you may strip me."

She was happy to do that. She'd done it often over the past couple of months and always enjoyed the intimacy of the action. It was something she knew that Beth liked, a lot. So Tammy took her time and made sure to kiss and lick her mistress, as each part of her beautiful body was revealed.

When Elizabeth was finally naked, both of them were hot, and slightly panting.

"Now, go over onto the rug and kneel for me." Elizabeth instructed.

Unsure of what was going on, but excited, nonetheless, Tammy knelt down where Beth had indicated. She wasn't sure why she was still fully dressed, while her lover was naked. But she figured she'd find out soon enough.

As she watched, Beth stepped into her closet, and a few minutes later she came out wearing a strap on cock. It may have been the same one from the other day; she hadn't gotten a good look at that one. This one was pink and fairly large. Certainly, bigger than Tom's had been when aroused, but not insanely huge. It was held in place, over Beth's mons by a series of pink straps, so it stood out obscenely in front of her. It also had a pair of realistic, but hairless balls molded beneath the shaft.

"My dear, you've never been screwed by a cock before. Oh, that time when you were in the pillory doesn't really count, that was more like a rape. Nice sex with a cock is something that you need to learn about. I'm sure your pussy will love it. After all, our vaginas were designed for just this pleasure. No matter whether the cock is part of a man, or is attached to a woman, like this one."

"Oh my." Was all Tammy could say, as she looked at Beth and her accessory. The thought of a cock in her pussy did turn her on. And it overrode her distaste for sex with a man. She could feel her pussy start to get wet, and even start to leak.

"Now the first part of this lesson may trouble you a bit, but I think you'll eventually learn to enjoy it. You see I can't use this on your pussy, until it's been fully lubricated. And that is your task. You need to use your mouth and get it all nice and wet, covered in saliva."

"A blow job?" Tammy said, upset at the thought.

"Yes," and Beth stepped forward so that the cock was right in front of her mouth, as she knelt with her hands at her sides.

"I'll coach you along. So, first, you should reach up and gently handle the base and balls, while you gently lick and kiss the head."

When Tammy didn't move. Elizabeth scolded her so she finally started in, reaching up and leaning in.

She carefully wrapped her hands around the soft silicon balls and holding them, she brought her lips up to its tip and kissed it.

As she did, she couldn't help but to think back to how much Tom had loved it when his wife had loved him this way. How good it had felt, and how his wonderful lover, back then, had treated him. And those thoughts seemed to encourage her. She forgot that he was now the woman and she also forgot that the thing in front of him was actually a man's dick. Tammy saw herself as the woman she was, making love to her lover.

And that heartened her to do it, and do it right, so she began working in earnest. Taking the head fully into her mouth, wrapping her lips around it, and tonguing it, and sucking on it, and it felt nice, and sexy and her pussy tingled.

When she felt Beth's hands running through her hair and gently pumping her head back and forth, her passion seemed to grow and she sighed in pleasure.

"Yes, my lover, suck my cock." Beth whispered, enjoying the game, herself. "Get it all nice and wet, so it will slide into you easily. So I can fuck your brains out with it."

Beth kept her at it for several minutes, controlling her and encouraging her to take the cock deeper and deeper into her mouth. When it went in a bit too far, and Tammy gagged, Beth backed off and let her recover before continuing.

Finally, Beth backed away and pulled the cock out of Tammy's mouth.

"Get up, lover, slide off your panties and lay back on the bed. I'm ready to screw you, now." And there was a level of passion in her voice that made Tammy even more ready.

She groaned a she got up off of her stiff knees and reached up under her dress to remove her sopping wet panties. Then she held up her skirt as she crawled backwards onto the bed, laid back and spread her legs.

Beth followed right behind and quickly positioned herself kneeling over her lover, between her legs. She then slowly inserted the head of the cock into Tammy's opening and gently began pushed it into her. Then she pulled it out and pushed it in again, a little farther.

As she did Tammy moaned in pleasure. And it was really a new pleasure for her, and it felt wonderful.

And with each thrust the pink cock moved deeper into Tammy's body, and she moaned, and pushed back to get it in deeper, and she panted and moaned as the intensity of her feelings increased.

And Beth reached down and grabbed the backs of her thighs and lifted them and pulled Tammy down, and the cock moved even deeper inside her. And Tammy reached up and grabbed Beth's hips and pulled herself even farther onto the dildo.

And the big cock stretched her and rubbed against her clit and her G spot, and she cried out as she came.

Tammy sighed and cried out, as the orgasm hit her hard. As hard as it had ever done. And she shivered and thrashed a bit. And it felt so very good!

As the feelings slowly subsided, Tammy opened her eyes and saw her beautiful mistress smiling down at her.

"Nice, huh?" she whispered.

"Yes, oh yes."

"Maybe men's cocks aren't so very bad after all?"

Tammy chuckled, "their cocks sure seem good, but they aren't!"

And they both laughed.

Beth continued to pump slowly in and out of Tammy's pussy for quite a while, as Tammy laid back and relaxed, still enjoying the feelings.

She was surprised when Beth started speeding up the rhythm and pushing in a little more forcefully. Again, it felt really good, and her pussy began enjoying itself and sending wonderful feelings throughout her body. This time Beth leaned forward in the basic missionary position with her arms on either side of Beth's head, and she leaned down and they kissed passionately.

Tammy reached up and began cupping and massaging her lover's breasts, and Beth sighed in pleasure.

Their kiss only ended when Tammy started on her second orgasm. She had to twist away to catch her breath as her body writhed in the pleasure of the moment. Beth continued kissing her on the cheek and neck. As Tammy began to come down, Beth whispered in her ear, "next time, you'll wear the cock, and I'll get all of the pleasure." And then she giggled. "Tom should remember how to fuck with a cock."

Her comment took Tammy by surprise. How weird would that be, she thought. Screwing a woman like he used to do as a man, but with a fake cock, and as a woman.

His life, her life, had become so very bizarre. But she loved it.

Slowly Beth pulled the strap-on out of a relaxing Tammy, and climbed off of the bed. On her way into the bathroom, she removed the thing and left it in one of the sinks for Tammy to clean. Why not? She thought, she's the one who enjoyed it, and made it all sticky.

While she was washing under the warm spray, she was startled when Tammy stepped in with her.

Tammy smiled, as she tossed a hand towel onto the wet tiles and then knelt down in front of her lover and reaching up, pulled her close and buried her head in her mistress' crotch.

Elizabeth sighed with pleasure and spread her legs to allow her toy to better reach her pussy which was already wet from the water, and was getting wetter from her own excitement.

Not a word was spoken as Tammy held her close and used her mouth and tongue on Beth's clit, and she quickly came. She had to brace herself against the tiled wall with both hands, to maintain her balance as she shivered with pleasure.

Eventually she calmed, and Tammy sat back, smiling happily. "I thought you deserved that. For giving me so much great loving."

"Damn right I did, slave," Elizabeth said giggling. "Thank you."

They finished washing each other and then brushed out each other's hair, before Elizabeth went to bed, leaving Tammy to wash off the strap-on, and then finish her hair and add some make-up. She always had to look her best for her Mistress, even in bed. Especially in bed.

The next several weeks passed quietly. All of the difficult lessons had been learned, and the two of them spent their nights making love in the ways Elizabeth liked best.

They used the strap on several more times during that time. And on several of those occasions, Tammy wore the strap-on and Beth enjoyed being fucked by the fake cock. But even during those sessions, Tammy always had to lubricate the silicon with her mouth.

And as Elizabeth had predicted, Tammy was reminded and stimulated by her memories of the old Tom. She remembered how he used his cock to please his partners, and himself, and it made her a better lover, while she wore the strap-on. And that meant more fun for her mistress.

As the final days of her time with Elizabeth ticked away, Tammy began to feel concerned and increasingly nervous. What would her next month be like, and all the months after that? She had really enjoyed her time with Elizabeth, both the schooling and the sex had been perfect. She couldn't imagine that any of the other witches would be as nice and loving. Tammy certainly hadn't felt like a sex slave, but she was afraid that things could change with the other members of the coven.

She understood that Donna would be her next Mistress. And she knew nothing about her. She tried to picture her from her introduction to the members of the coven, but couldn't seem to remember her. Then she recalled that Donna hadn't been there. She had been out of town. Traveling somewhere.

When she asked Elizabeth about Donna, she didn't get much of an answer.

"She's a nice person. More concerned with physical appearance than I am. She, herself has a perfect body. I'd imagine that she'll have some idea on how to improve yours."

"But I love the way I look."

"We all do. But there's always room for improvement. At least that's the way Donna thinks."

"Now I'm scared. What is she like as a person?"

"Oh, you'll find out. Don't worry. None of us are evil or mean. You know that."

"I suppose, but..."

"Oh, relax. There's no sense worrying. It will happen, and you'll live through it. Now get on with making dinner. If you don't feed us witches properly, we get angry, and you'll suffer. You can be sure of that."

The day of departure finally arrived. Tammy had packed all of her belongings the night before, she had three suitcases full of her clothes & shoes, and another bag full of her cosmetics and hygiene things.

Her last night with Elizabeth was sweet and as wonderful as ever, and they both realized how much they'd miss each other.

Donna arrived right after breakfast, and greeted Elizabeth with a firm hug and a passionate kiss.

"Is my new toy ready to go?" she asked her sister.

"Of course, all packed, ready and prepared to serve."

Tammy had been standing watching. Donna was indeed beautiful, and almost too perfect. She looked like a cross between a fashion model, a playboy fold-out, and a Barbie doll. And her clothes were similarly picture-perfect.

But she seemed pleasant enough, and her smile seemed friendly and genuine.

When she turned away from Elizabeth and looked at her new slave, Tammy smiled and unsure how to properly greet her new Mistress, held out her hand to shake.

"Oh, no. Come here," Donna said, and she grabbed her, and hugged and kissed her. And Tammy actually couldn't help but enjoy the affection.

Donna finally released her, saying, "you look lovely, and you kiss well. I'm sure we'll have a lot of fun. Now why don't you load your things in the trunk, while Elizabeth and I chat."

As Tammy carried her luggage out and loaded it into the large trunk of Donna's big Mercedes, she was dying of curiosity over what Elizabeth was telling Donna about her. Was it all good, or was there some secret failures that she was briefing Donna on?

When she had completed loading her things, she returned to find the two witches saying their goodbyes.

"Tammy, I'll meet you in the car," Donna said as she passed out the door.

"Yes Mistress," Tammy said as she stepped over to her mentor and wrapped her arms around her, holding her tightly as she buried her head into her neck.

"I'll miss you so," she whispered, as she started to cry. "Thank you for everything. You've been so very good to me."

Elizabeth reached up and gently lifted her head and they kissed.

"You've been wonderful. Remember, you'll be back in ten months. I'm really looking forward to seeing you again. And loving you again. Please do your best to enjoy the coming months. It will be a very sexy adventure. And a lot of work, too."

Elizabeth kissed her one more time, and then broke away and pushed her toward the door. "Now go, and make Donna happy."

Elizabeth walked her over to the car, and held the door as Tammy, sat and put on her seat belt.

She gave a quick wave to Donna, who slipped the car into gear. Just as she closed the door, and a second before the car started to roll, she thought she heard Donna say, "your breasts seem a little small, my dear."

Elizabeth laughed, as she watched the two of them drive away.

To be continued...

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