Old Friends Ch. 04

Master withdrew his cock from her pussy, dripping her juices as he moved up, straddled her face and began fucking her mouth, as he used her tits as a seat. Then, grabbing the headboard with a final thrust, he came in her mouth. Ryan watched in fascination as Master pulled out and the bitch began licking his cock clean, without a work between them.

Once cleaned, Master stood up, looked at Ryan and said, "You see how well-trained my bitch is. She knows what is expected of her without a word. Should your Mistress choose to keep you, perhaps one day you will know how to be this obedient...a purebred pet instead of the mutt you are today."

"Yes, Master," Ryan replied.

Master untied his bitch's feet and flipped her over onto her stomach, reattaching the ankle ties when he was done. He strode across the room, taking Ryan by the leash and led him onto the bed then went to his bag and pulled out a tube of gel, handing it to Ryan. "First, you will rub her asshole with the lube thoroughly; then coat the same two fingers you fucked her pussy with and slide them into her ass and finger fuck her ass until I tell you to stop," Master instructed.

Ryan spread the bitch's ass cheeks, squirting a good amount of the cold gel onto her hole. She barely flinched but let out a low moan as he began rubbing the gel around lubing her entrance thoroughly. He could feel her pushing her ass toward his finger as he rubbed the gel generously around. Oh, how sweet that asshole looked, he thought, as he began lubing up his digits. Then he slipped his fingers into her tight little asshole and began pushing in and out, as she began humping back trying to coax his fingers deeper and deeper into her. With her restraints, she could only move so far toward him and he began to get a bit heady with the control, albeit limited, he finally had over her. He was no longer angry but he wanted her to remember him. To remember how the mutt, as she had called him, had given her pleasure. He made sure to only go so far into her, making her as frustrated as he had been the entire evening. After all, she had been permitted several orgasms and he had yet to be permitted to cum as he felt his cock aching for release. He barely slid his fingers halfway in, pumping and curving his fingertips each time he slid into her. By now, she was writhing and moaning, as he watched the juices from her cunt glistening on her pussy lips and dripping onto the bed. Still he kept his pace and limited entrance, deciding he would wait for Master or Mistress to tell him otherwise.

Behind him, Mistress and Master looked at each other and smiled. Ryan was learning to control his desires and that was the difference between a good submissive and an excellent one. She had finally gotten him to the most important beginning level of becoming her pet. It isn't about wanting to be dominated; it was self-control that would enable him to give what his Mistress wanted and needed of him. Mistress decided it was time for her to take over. She reached in her bag, removing two items, as Master looked on and nodded his approval at her. She walked over to the bed, where she could see her pet was giving Master's bitch quite the workover. Not only was moaning and writhing but Mistress could see beads of perspiration on her face and body, as she struggled to take Ryan's fingers completely into her throbbing asshole.

Mistress leaned into Ryan's ear, "Stop now, my pet," she breathed into his ear. All his senses perked up at her presence and the hot breath on his neck. "It is time for you to fuck that tight little asshole but neither of you are to cum until I say so."

Ryan could hardly believe his ears. He desperately needed to feel that tight little shithole wrapped around his cock and he quickly took charge of the Bitch's ass, shoving his pulsing, hard cock deep into her ass. She gasped at the force but quickly lifted her hips as high as she could wanting and needing him to thrust deep inside her. Relieved, he began pumping her with all the force he had; the anger, frustration, and desire drove him over and over into that hot, tightness hoping that Mistress would not make him wait long to cum. It had been such a long, trying night and his body begged for release.

"Wrap your arms around her waist and rub her pussy, while you fuck her ass, my pet, "Mistress commanded. And he did as he was told, causing the bitch to buck harder and moan louder as he did. He knew they were both closing in on the edge and focused all his energies on holding back from cumming until he was given permission.

As he pumped away, rubbing her clit, driving her closer to the edge, he felt Mistress rubbing his asshole, as she leaned behind him. God, how much more could he take, he wondered...and he soon found out, as Mistress quickly inserted the stimulator into his lubed asshole. The sensations from having his cock in such a tight hole, while the stimulator massaged his ass felt so damn good, he broke out in a cold sweat straining to hold his orgasm.

As he fucked the bitch and began feeling lightheaded by so many wonderful techniques, he was divided by the desire to shoot his load into her ass and going longer, enjoying all these pleasures.

"You may cum, whores," Mistress told them and without hesitation, Master's bitch orgasmed, constricting so tightly on Ryan's already sensitive cock, that he blew his whole load, feeling completely exhausted as he released all the tensions he'd been holding for...well he didn't know how long but he knew it had been the most trying night of his life.

As Mistress took his leash and led him from the bed, Master untied his bitch and instructed her to get dressed, which consisted of her putting on nothing more than a coat. Master was already dressed, as was Mistress and he walked over to her, pulling her to him and giving her a long, slow kiss before taking his beautiful, blonde, cum-soaked sub and walking out the door.

Mistress picked up her bag, without a word or glance at Ryan, and walked out the door, closing it behind her.

Are you kidding me? Ryan felt so confused. He cleaned himself up, dressed and gathered his items up, then walked out. With one last glance at the room, he turned and closed the door behind him.

To be continued?