Joanie Takes Control Pt. 02

I looked at the man and he looked at me. Then I said "Yes, Mistress," not knowing what to say.

"Well, slave," said Mistress. "I promised you a special treat, didn't I? But first, you must prove your devotion to me. Are you ready to do that?"

Seeing the man there, I knew what was coming. "Yes, Mistress."

"Wait!," Miranda said. "Your slave looks pretty. Let's make mine pretty too!" And she turned and ran to the bedroom. When she returned, she had a matching set of lingerie that I was wearing. I assumed then, that this was her husband. Once he was dressed up, he sat back down again next to me.

"Now, they're ready!" Miranda said.

Mistress pointed to the man and said "you, slave. Sit on the couch." He quickly got up and did as he was told. Then Mistress turned to me and said "Crawl to him, slave."

Shit. Here we go. I sat there for a second, not knowing if I could do it. I looked at Mistress with pleading eyes.

Mistress bent down, took my face in her hand and said "Slave, do you not love your Mistress? Don't you live to serve her? I want so much to watch you suck this man's cock. Don't you want to please your Mistress?"

I nearly cried. Yes, I wanted to serve my Mistress. Yes, I did love her. But could I do this?

"You've come so far, baby. Why not just a little farther? Your Mistress wants you to do it. Will you do it for your Mistress?"

I lowered my head and said "Yes, Mistress," and turned toward the couch.

"Oh...My...God!" I heard Miranda scream.

"I told you he would do it," Mistress said.

I slowly crawled toward the man, looking at him the entire time, the way Mistress taught me. As I approached, he spread his legs for me. I crawled between his legs and put my hands up on his thighs. I looked down at his cock. It was semi-hard, about 6 inches long and circumcised. I bent down and kissed it.

"Holy shit! He's doing it!" Miranda said.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw them both approaching. Miranda stayed on my right, Mistress to my left. I could see them leaning in to get a better view.

I licked the length of his cock as it got harder. Once it started to raise up, I took the head in my mouth and started sucking. It quickly became hard in my mouth. I was amazed at the difference between Mistress' dildo and a real one. His was warm, soft and hard at the same time, and didn't taste like plastic. I could feel the sponginess of the head in contrast to the stiffness of the shaft as it slid in and out of my mouth.

"That's it, slave. Let him enjoy it," Mistress said.

"He hasn't cum since we started training three weeks ago. I bet he doesn't last 2 minutes," Miranda said.

I noticed that my own cock had grown to full hardness now. I slowed down on his cock, allowing the man to enjoy his blowjob.

Miranda said "Does that feel good, slave? Do you like this slave sucking your cock?"

In a deep voice, he said "Yes, Mistress."

"Cum for me then, slave. Fill his mouth with cum."

I quickly bobbed my head on his cock, not caring if he was enjoying himself or not. I wanted this over with, and quickly.

He started to move his hips, forcing his cock into my mouth. I kept going, faster and faster.

"Snowball him when he cums," Mistress whispered in my ear.

I opened my eyes. Miranda was kissing the man deeply, her fingers cruelly twisting his nipples. He opened his eyes and suddenly looked down at me The first shot of cum flew into my mouth, deep into my throat. I moved my mouth to his cock head and held it there while I jerked his cock with my hand. His cock spasmed again and again, filling my mouth with his cum. When I thought he had finished, I took my mouth off his cock and moved up to his face. His head was back, his eyes shut, and his mouth opened. Miranda grabbed his chin in her hand as I clamped my mouth on to his and pushed his cum into his mouth. Miranda pushed me back and forced his mouth shut.

"Swallow it, slave," she commanded.

I watched him swallow his load and then sat back down on the floor, still tasting his semen in my mouth.

Mistress leaned into me and said "Well done, slave." Then she kissed me, her tongue battling mine as I kissed her back.

She broke the kiss and said "Did you enjoy that? Did you like your special treat?"

"Yes, Mistress," I said, very disappointed that giving a guy I'd met 30 minutes ago a blow job was my treat.

"Good. I loved watching it. I'm so turned on right now. Turn over."

I got on my hands and knees. Mistress rubbed some lube on to my asshole and put the head of her cock at my opening and pushed into me. A soft moan escaped my lips as I lowered my head to the floor, lifting my ass higher into the air. I could see Miranda on the couch watching me, then she started to stroke her cock.

"Get on the floor, slave. Get down next to him," Miranda said.

The man got down next to him and his Mistress began to fuck him like mine was fucking me. The two women pumping into us in unison, fast, then slow, then fast again. My cock began to leak pre-cum as Mistress ran her cock over my prostate. Shivers ran through me and I got back up on my hands. I began to thrust my hips back to meet hers. Mistress was pushing my buttons as she fucked me and I began to wonder if she could make me cum this way. Then, she stopped.

"Your slave got to cum, but mine hasn't. What can we do?" Mistress asked Miranda.

"I don't think my slave is ready to suck a real cock like yours is. But, your slave does deserve something."

Mistress playfully slapped my upturned ass and said "Yes. He's been very good today. He deserves a reward. Sit on the couch, slave."

I got up quickly and sat down on the couch.

"Sit next to him, slave," Miranda commanded. The man got up and sat next to me.

The two women talked in hushed whispers for several minutes. I watched them intently, my cock rigid against my abdomen, pre-cum still leaking out of the hole.

Miranda turned to us and said "Slave, you will watch while he gets his reward." Then the two of them got down on their knees before me. Mistress took my cock in her hand and stroked it slowly. "You're so hard, slave. "

"Yes, Mistress," I said.

Mistress leaned in and licked the head of my cock. Miranda moved my left leg aside and leaned in and began to suck my balls. Mistress lowered her mouth onto my cock and began to suck as she stroked. Miranda continued to lick my balls, then the base of my cock. Mistress moved her hand aside and kept her mouth on my cock head, sucking. Miranda licked the length of my cock up and down, up and down. Then Mistress reached under my balls and started to tickle my asshole with her finger. Miranda kept licking, then moved up. Mistress took my cock out of her mouth and Miranda took her place. Slowly she sucked the length of my cock into her mouth and then back out again.

"Do you like that, slave?" Mistress asked.

"God, yes, Mistress," I breathed.

She turned to the man and said "Do you like watching your Mistress suck this cock, slave?"

He cleared his throat and said "Yes, Mistress Joan." His cock was rock hard once again. I could tell he very badly wanted to stroke himself.

"He's going to cum in her mouth soon. Then you're going to drink his cum. Do you want that, slave?"

"Yes, Mistress Joan," he replied, his eyes focused on his Mistress as she sucked my cock.

Miranda kept sucking slowly and Mistress kept teasing my asshole. I was past the point of stopping and cried out "Oh, God, I'm cumming!" and the orgasm hit me. I pumped my hips into her mouth, emptying my balls.

When I'd finished, Miranda snowballed her husband, forcing him to swallow my load. Then she lowered her head to his lap and started to suck his cock.

Mistress sat next to me on the couch. "Watch her, slave. Watch her please her slave. Do you like that? Does that turn you on, watching that slave getting his dick sucked?"

"Yes, Mistress," I said unable to turn away. Miranda slowly sucked him.

"Would you like to take her place, slave?"

"Yes, Mistress," I said. What the hell was I doing?

"You'd like that, I'll bet. You like to suck cock, don't you?"

"Yes, Mistress." I was hypnotized.

Mistress leaned into me and I could feel her breath on my ear. She spoke softly, but I'm sure that the man and Miranda could hear her say "But you've already sucked his cock, slave. Wouldn't you like to do something more?"

"Yes, Mistress." I felt I knew where this was going, but I no longer cared. If Mistress wanted to see this man fuck me, then I would gladly let him.

"What more is there to do, slave? You've already let him cum in your mouth. Did you like that, slave? Did you like how he shot his load into your mouth? The feeling of another man's cum on your tongue? Did that feel good, slave?"

"Yes, Mistress." My cock was hard, laying on my garter belt. Mistress reached down and began to slowly stroke it.

"Did his cum taste good, slave?"

"Yes, Mistress." My breathing was coming heavily now. Miranda looked up at Mistress and smiled.

"Would you like to taste him again, slave?" Mistress asked me.

"Yes, Mistress."

"Do you remember when I let you fuck me until you got close, and then cum in my mouth, slave?"

"Yes, Mistress." She continued to slowly stroke my cock. Miranda did the same to her slave's cock.

"Did you like that, slave?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"It felt so good to let you do that. The way your cock slid in and out of me, knowing that if I did a good job, I'd be rewarded after I turned around. Would you like to know what that feels like, slave? Would you like to experience that?"

I swallowed hard. "Yes, Mistress. But I'm scared to."

"There is nothing to be scared of, I promise. You'll love it. And I'd really like to watch it. It makes me hot just thinking about it: My slave, my wonderful slave...on your knees, your ass in the air...your cock hard in anticipation...your ass inviting him in, wanting him to fuck you...to use your body for his pleasure ...the look on your face as he enters you for the first time...when you feel the difference between my plastic cock and his warm, hard, real one... the sound of his hips hitting your ass like mine do when I'm fucking you...I want it so bad to see you do this. Will you do this for your Mistress?"

I couldn't peel my eyes away from his cock. I could almost feel it in my ass already.

"You need to ask Mistress Miranda if it's ok, first. It's her slave to do with as she wishes."

I cleared my throat. "Mistress Miranda? Would you let your slave fuck me? My mistress would like to see him fuck me."

She smiled at me. "Is that what you want, slave? Do you want this slave to fuck you?"

"Yes, Mistress Miranda. Please?"

"Will you suck him off when he cums, slave?"

"Yes, Mistress Miranda, I will." She continued to smile at me and stroke her slave's cock.

"Will you swallow his come, slave? He swallowed yours earlier. Will you swallow your reward?"

"Yes, Mistress Miranda."

Miranda looked at her slave. "You will fuck this slave. When you get close to cumming, you will tell him. This slave will turn around and suck your cock and you will cum in his mouth. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Mistress," he said. "But, Mistress? May I wear a condom while I'm fucking him?"

Miranda looked at Mistress and smiled. "What do you think?" she asked.

"That seems reasonable," Mistress said. She got up and headed for the bedroom. I watched her go, but then looked back at the cock that was about to be inside me. I can't remember being more turned on in my life.

Mistress returned with a condom in her hand. She held it out to me and I rose and took it from her. "Put it on him, slave," she told me.

I opened the package and approached him. Miranda got up and I took her place between his legs. I rolled the condom onto his stiff cock, then took the lube off the coffee table. I placed a large drop of it his cock and started to stroke him, spreading the lube around. Then I added more.

"Does that feel good, slave?" Miranda asked him. She was leaning over the arm of the couch, her face close to his.

"Yes, Mistress," he said as I slowly stroked him.

"One day soon, you will do this for your Mistress. Would you like that, slave?" she asked him.

He was looking into her eyes and I could see the apprehension there, but he said "Yes, Mistress."

Miranda looked up at Mistress and said "He's ready."

Mistress said "Slave! Over here."

She pointed to the floor at her feet. "Here, slave. On your hands and knees."

I got up and complied with her instructions.

"Put your head on the floor, your ass in the air."

I did as I was told. I tuned my head so that I could see a little of what was happening behind me. I watched as Miranda took her slave by the hand and lead him over to me. He got down on his knees behind me. She kissed him. When they broke their kiss, she said "Fuck him good. He's been a good slave today. He deserves it."

"Yes, Mistress," he said. I could feel the head of his cock at my ass.

Mistress got down on the floor in front of me. "Are you ready, slave?"

"Yes, Mistress," I said. God, I was ready. I really wanted this guy to fuck me.

"You should tell that slave that you're ready, then. Tell him," Mistress told me.

I lifted my head and looked back at him. I said: "Please? I'm ready for you. Put your cock in me. I want to feel it."

He looked at me and then I felt him slip inside me. I'd had Mistress inside me enough that I was plenty stretched out and I thought it would feel about the same as her plastic cock. God, was I wrong! Maybe it was because I knew that this was a real cock, maybe it was because I knew deep down that this was wrong and I shouldn't be doing it, or maybe it was because I was under Mistress' control and I'd do whatever it was she wanted of me, but it felt so much different. The warmth of his cock in my ass was so much different than the dildo. The hardness of it. It was amazing. I lifted my head back and smiled as I said "Ohhhh, yea." Then I lowered my head back down. He slid his cock into me all the way and held it there.

Mistress said "You like it, don't you? I can tell you do." All I could do was nod my head.

He slowly started to fuck me, sliding his cock in all the way, pulling it out slowly until it nearly came out, then sliding it in slowly.

"That's it, slave," Miranda instructed. "Nice and slow. Long strokes. Let him enjoy it."

And enjoy it, I did. I know Mistress was talking to me at some point, but I'm not certain what she said. I was just letting the feeling of this man's cock in my ass wash over me. It felt warm and wonderful as it slid in and out of me. I could feel his hips bumping into my ass, his balls slapping into mine with his thrusts.

Finally, I came up on my hands. I looked back at him again. I could feel the sweat start to bead on my forehead, my pulse racing.

"That's it," I said to him. "Give it to me. Fuck me."

He took the cue and he picked up his pace. He slammed into me harder and faster. I honestly thought I was about to cum right there as he plowed into my ass. I began to rock back into him, making the contact even harder. I looked up at Mistress and she smiled at me.

"God, this is good, Mistress," I said to her.

"Is he fucking you as good as I do, slave?" she asked.

"Yes, Mistress," I said.

"Do you like having a real cock instead of my plastic one, slave"

"Yes, Mistress," I breathed, then I lowered my head to the floor again, allowing him to use my body for his pleasure. He continued to fuck me for several more seconds, hard and fast.

"I'm gonna cum!" I heard him say.

Quickly, I moved off him and spun around. He reached down and removed the condom as I jammed my mouth onto his cock. I used my hand to stroke him as I sucked hard on the head.

"Oh, God. Here it comes!" he said. I continued to suck and stroke him, waiting for my reward.

His cock exploded in my mouth. Squirt after squirt of cum filled my mouth and I eagerly swallowed it all. I continued to suck his cock until I was sure I'd gotten it all. Slowly, his cock started to deflate, but I kept sucking. I finally let his soft cock fall from my mouth and turned around to look at Mistress. She smiled at me.

"Nice job, slave! I knew you could do it!"

Soon after, the two of them left. I curled up at the foot of the bed, but sleep did not come. I couldn't get past what had happened. Yes, I wanted to please Mistress, but I didn't think I could it anymore. I didn't mind her rules and her abuse of my ass and the rest of it, but I didn't think I could stand servicing other men at her command. What was next? When it was just the two of us playing, I didn't mind at all. Now, there were others. I'd just sucked a man's cock and allowed him, no, BEGGED him to fuck my ass. AND I DIDN'T EVEN KNOW HIS NAME. What the holy hell have I become? Could I continue down the path I was on? Where would that path lead me? It kept me up all night.

In the morning, I packed up and Mistress dropped me off at the airport. I had an entire month at work to figure out what I was going to do.