Folsom Street Stories Ch. 02: Machine Learning

10 minutes into her session, Salima was purring like a panther as she lay strapped over the footrest, the thick plastic dlildo assaulting her cunt while her new master's brown bludgeon filled her mouth. Long strands of saliva and precum stretched from her overworked mouth to the floor like an erotic spider's web.

After 25 minutes, her ass writhed as she tried to push herself harder onto the black dick splitting her slick cunt with mechanical efficiency. The timed thrusts plunged to the depths of her honeywell, unearthing small jewels of pleasure, but not the full geyser of release she truly sought.

An hour into her time on the fucking machine Salima was a bundle of nervous lust. The bittersweet rotations of the large spinning metal wheel had sped up and slowed over the last hour as her partner turned the knobs, playing her delirious body like a string instrument. Her back was a crisscross of thick welts that told the tale of the sensual flogging that had accompanied her 60 minutes of delicious torture.

Doc heard her loud panting and watched as the electricity of her lust sent shivers from the base of her spine to top of her head, where he swore he could almost see the rainbows of pleasure escaping like steam. She alternated between wild thrashing as she neared orgasm and low whimpers and Doc dialed back the speed of the thrusting dildo.

One hand held the remote while the other stroked his long cock. He was going to enjoy breaking in this new one and he wanted it to last. He timed his pleasure with hers, edging himself closer with short strokes around the head then backing off as he watched the sexy women in front of him chasing her own little death, desperate to leap into the abyss of pleasure.

The robotic machine whirred along, indifferent to the pleas for release from the woman it was fucking. The small metal contraption resembled a medieval torture device from the future, bolted to the floor, the large rotating wheel turning it's gears and driving the telescoping arm deeper into it's victim. The soft turn of the gears and the buzz of the motor fading into white noise behind Salima's symphony of moans.

***

It was a combination of premeditated planning and pure luck that had led to the beautiful young middle eastern woman being fucked in Doc's expansive living room overlooking the Bay Bridge. He'd had every intention of strolling the few blocks from his penthouse Soma condo to the Folsom Street Fair and bringing back someone to tasty. The grizzly Hawaiian bear loved the hunt as much as the sex that followed and the allure of the annual open air flesh buffet and the week of debauchery leading up to it caused his heavy cock to jump whenever he thought of it.

But he had not planned to run into his friends Damani and Dasia at the entrance, with their deliciously submissive friend in tow. Over the last few years the young couple had become part of his extended kink family and they'd spent just as many nights waxing philosophical over jugs of wine as they'd spent waxing each others-and other people's-genitals in the throes of orgasm.

When Dasia introduced her slim friend, Doc had seen the submissive eagerness from the beginning. As she gripped his big paw her eyes went from lustily gazing into his to darting to the ground as if she was intimidated just standing so close to the big dominant man.

The fact that she was here with his insatiable young apprentices spoke volumes to the experienced dom. More so than her obvious submissiveness, more so even than her outfit of dog collar, tight PCV miniskirt and small white blouse. Hanging out with these two meant that she'd made the cut and was either an experienced player who could match or exceed the lusty couple's usually creative bedroom adventures, or she was a newbie that had proven alluring enough to meet their usually high standards.

Either way, Doc began to consider sampling her delights as he paid all of their entry fees and they all walked arm in arm into the bacchanal.

While they strolled over the course of a couple of hours, Doc had asked about the new addition while he and Dasia were alone looking at floggers in one of the merchandise tents.

"Oh, she's delicious isn't she!" the striking black woman beamed at her big friend. "We found her at a party last weekend."

"Last weekend, huh" Doc smirked, "What have to you two been putting that sweet girl through for the last 7 days?"

"Oh, you know what we've been doing" Dasia's said with a sly grin and a shimmer in her eyes.

"Yes, I can imagine." Doc said as his mind started to wander. "I can imagine."

"And for the record." Dasia said, still mischievously while palming one of the big leather paddles on display. "She's not innocent at all. In fact she's the furthest from innocent we've seen in a while."

Sometime later in the afternoon, after talking more and checking in with both Salima and Damani, control of Salima's leash switched from Dasia's dark feminine hands to Doc's big mitts. And as he led her around the fair looking at the stalls, watching the performances and getting to know the young woman's cares and kinks, Doc found himself getting more and more aroused by the thought of luring the young submissive back to his lair and feasting on her treats.

During one demonstration, Doc stood behind Salima in the crowd as two young women were strapped, bound and abused by a rotating selection of evil looking fucking machines. The crowd looked on enraptured as the women struggled against their restraints and the sex robots assaulted their holes with vibrators, suction cup devises and an attachment that resembled an assembly line of wet tongues. Their screams of pleasure and pain could be heard even above the loud crowds and thumping techno rhythms.

Doc pressed himself closer to Salima's back and felt as she ground her miniskirt clad ass harder onto his cock.

"Does this excite you baby?" He leaned down and whispered into her ear.

Salima just nodded as she continued to watch the women being used in front of her. She ground her ass against him harder.

"Good slut" he said softly. "Then just keep watching. No matter what happens."

Doc could smell her excitement over the aromas wafting down Folsom Street and he slipped his hand under her short skirt to find the insides of her thighs drenched. He moved higher to her naked, overflowing pussy and dipped two fingers into her wetness.

Salima moaned at the intrusion and gently rocked her hips into his palm. They stood together as Doc fingered her, his long digits massaging her slick inner walls then curling to tap the sweet spot near the front of her cunt. Salima writhed and everyone around them knew she was getting finger fucked, her low growls joining those of the girls being used just a few feet away.

They continued their public dance throughout the public sex demonstration and Salima kept her eyes on the bound women. Even as her breathing quickened and Doc mauled her small breasts through the open blouse. Even as he moved his fingers to her swollen clit and she lay her head back against his broad chest. Even as she shuddered through her very loud, very obvious public orgasm that caused the crowd around them to turn and leer openly as the big Hawaiian bear fingered the small Palestinian to orgasm in the middle of the crowded street festival.

The entire time Salima kept her eyes forward even while her body blazed. Her groin burned from the aggressive manhandling of her sex, her chest was on fire from the heat of the day and her cheeks were red with embarrassment from all of the people watching as the orgasm shook her almost as much as the mechanical contraptions she was so turned on by at the moment.

As Doc held her for support he simultaneously turned her to face him and slipped his drenched fingers up to her mouth, where Salima gratefully accepted them and licked off all of her glistening juices.

"Good girl" Doc said, looking down at her slight, toned body. "I think you're ready now. We should go."

Salima didn't speak but nuzzled her head against his bare bear chest, tired but looking forward to whatever the big sexy man had in store for her.

***

It turns out that what Doc had in store for her involved more of what had gotten Salima off just a few blocks away. After arriving at his apartment Doc had explained that he was interested in finding out just how far she could go. He'd been intrigued by her reaction to the fucking machines and felt that continuing this kind of play would be a good way for them "to get to know each other better."

Salima's eyes widened when Doc returned to the living room carrying the ominous looking silver machine. They widened further after he put her on her knees and inserted the lubed up telescoping end into her hot tunnel.

She growled softly as she experienced the kind of fucking she'd been lusting after. As her mouth opened wide to vocalize her pleasure Doc shoved his huge cock straight down her throat. Muffled by the big tool buried in her hole, Salima submitted to the double assault that 25 minutes later resulted in Doc's first heavy load of come drooling from the sides of her mouth in heavy strands.

An hour after first strapping her in-after abusing her mouth and whipping her ass and back to a bright crimson-Doc decided it was time for his new slut to come. He'd already begun to think of her as his and had been so enthralled by her passionate release in the crowd that he wanted to give her that same pleasure now. And many more times in the future.

Doc stood and walked over to the puddle of submissive and continued stroking his swollen tool, admiring the small, tight ass being presented in front of him.

"You want to come slut?" he asked.

Salima's ass cheeks jiggled in response as she nodded.

Doc grabbed the bottle of lube from the table and began to grease his pole. He drizzled the silky liquid onto Salima's ass and she jumped as the cold sizzled against her scalding skin.

"Alright slut, I'm taking this ass now. Come all you want."

Doc turned the dial higher and the pistoning dildo attacked Salima's cunt with rapid jabs. Her screams of pleasure broke through her ball gag and echoed around the room as an earth shattering orgasm rocked her.

Doc knelt behind her watching her ride the waves of orgasm. One hand still stroked himself while the other held her ass cheeks open. Doc marveled at the sexy jewel as her hole winked open and closed through her coming.

He eased his dick into her as she blossomed and slid deep into her practiced ass in one thrust. The sensation of being filled with these two hard thrusting tools was too much and sent Salima on another wild ride to pleasure, her pussy clasping around the silicone tube and squirting her juices all onto the floor around them.

Doc was not gentle in his fucking. He grabbed hold of Salima's hips as he timed his fucking with the thrusting machine beneath him. He could feel the dido punishing her hole through the thin membrane separating both canals. The sensation massaged his cock further on every stroke and soon he was leaping off the cliff of bliss as well.

Below him Salima was rolling through one long continuous orgasm. She'd lost the ability to focus on anything other than the waves of pleasure tearing her apart from her pussy and ass. When she felt the 1st spurts of come fill her hole all she could do was moan as the hot liquid added to the fire burning through her.

Doc threw his head back screaming. The come shot from his dick in thick volleys as he thrust deep into her ass and withdrew, churning his come into her cauldron. He kept thrusting as he reached down to turn off the machine. He was starting to soften but the warm walls of Salima's asshole felt too delicious to withdraw just yet.

Finally Doc deflated and pulled himself from her abused backdoor. A flood of white semen gushed out of her hole, ran down her pussy and dripped from the fucking machine to the come drenched towels below.

Neither of them could speak as Doc untied Salima's restraints and they fell into an exhausted pile on the floor. Doc pulled her still shaking body close as she drifted off, smiling and exhausted. The fucking machine stood a quite sentinel over them as they slept. Ready and waiting for more.