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Matters got even worse when her hand slid lower and her fingers wrapped around his balls, pulling at them forcefully. His pained moans and whimpers continued as hers got louder and louder. Her face turned red. She must have been getting close to her own orgasm.
Her mouth closed as her moan turned into a guttural groan, her body squirming above him. With renewed vigor, she slammed into him even faster and harder than before. She stabbed and stabbed at him with her cock. Leaning back over him, her face just inches away from his, his cock was pushed up to her belly. She began to slow down. He felt her twitch and come to a stop.
She looked down at him, catching her breath. She slowly restarted her motions and continued sliding in and out, a smile returned to her face.
Her hand reached behind his head and undid the strap holding the ballgag in his mouth. Finally with his mouth unobscured he started to breathe heavily.
"Good, good boy, slave."
"Thank you-Miss," he replied, pausing to whimper as her cock hit his prostate again.
"Would you like to come?"
"Y-Yes Miss," he said instantly.
Her hand wrapped around his hard shaft again. The pace with which she drilled into him slowly ramped up.
"Beg me."
She didn't have to tell him twice. "Please Miss, please. I beg you. Let me come. I'll do anything, just-"
"Will you be mine?"
"I already am Miss. Please let me-"
"Will you be mine forever?"
He paused. Why would she ask him this right now? His mind was blurred, he couldn't think straight. Looking into her pearly eyes he knew what he wanted to say. He hoped it was the right choice.
"Yes Miss, I'll be yours forever."
"Beg me," Vicky said. "Beg me to allow you to be my slave forever."
Already over the initial hurdle, Josh plunged in. "Please Miss Vicky. Please. Allow me to be your slave. I am worthless without you. Please there is nothing I want more." He got his plea out in between moans from the pleasure coursing through his body. Even dazed as he was he knew that his words were true.
"Very well," she replied and thrust deeper inside of him.
Her hand began to slide on top of his cock. The rhythm of her hips increased. The barrage of thrusts at his prostate was almost constant now. Her delicate fingers milking his cock were just what he needed to push him over the edge. It felt as if condensed pleasure began to run through his veins, his entire body embraced the orgasm he longed for. His semen spurted out onto his belly as her hand continued to milk his cock for more.
She didn't show any signs of slowing down, continuing to hammer into him. The pleasure the dildo generated continued to wash through him even as his cock went limp in her grip. Her hand stroked his belly, coating her fingers in his cum. His moans were silenced by her hand, the semen-covered fingers jammed inside of it. Still dazed he obediently licked them clean.
Her moans got louder. Her thrusts got slower but more forceful. Their hips slammed painfully together with each stab. She wrapped her arms around his knees and raised his ass off the bed. Her cock slid even deeper inside of him now.
He felt her arms tremble. Her speed matched the intensity of her thrusts. She rammed into him a few more times before collapsing next to him on the bed.
They were both trying to catch their breath. Exhausted from what transpired.
She wrapped her arms around him from the side, nuzzling up to him. Her hot breath hit his ear.
"Fucking amazing," she softly whispered.
They lay there together in serenity for a while. His eyes studied the ceiling as he tried to wrap his head around everything that just happened.
"Did you mean what you said? About becoming my permanent slave?" she asked. Her hand slowly glided above his chest as her finger trailed along his skin.
He turned his head and looked into her eyes. She patiently awaited his response. He thought he detected vulnerability in her that he hadn't seen before.
He smiled, sure of himself. "Yes. I meant it, Miss Vicky," he replied.
She smiled back and pulled him closer, his head resting on her chest. One of her hands combed through his hair while the other held him tightly to her.
She noticed the broken collar lying next to them and picked it up, examining it. "There's no salvaging this one. Too bad, you were real cute in it," she said throwing it on the ground. Her hand returned to hugging him. "We'll have to get you a new one."
They continued to just lay there like this, embracing one another. Each of them content in each other's presence.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousabout 1 month agoOh this story is so good, hope there is a few more chapters before the summer is over, More extreme training in the last few weeks. Have him trained to lick all the girls asses, getting pegged by them often, wearing a butt plug always. Maybe as a reward get to lick thier pussies or get to cum. Hopefully he ends up staying at the house after the summer as her slave
Hornmachineabout 1 month agoAbsolutely fabulous story, i reall hop there will be more parts. I just cant get enough of it!
toastywarm01about 1 month agoA lovely story with a beautiful ending! I imagine Vicky and Josh staying together for a long time. In my mind, Josh gives up on school (especially after failing those exams that he didn't get to study for) Vicky goes on to get a degree and a great job which will care for both of them. She buys a house (in her name only) and she and Josh live in a female-led relationship where he has absolutely no control. She stays friends with Gemma and Becka and the three of them continue to torture poor Josh who has no money or future without these girls. A lovely predicament.
I do have a question about Dottie though. She was supposed to also be enslaved to the girls but ended up being a minor character in the story and was more like one of the girls than a blackmailed slave. Tina seemed to take her place in the story. What happened there?
I love stories about absolute power and have written a number of them myself. And whenever I post them I get some of the same responses that you receive. "Why doesn't that little wimp be a man and hit the girl over the head with a frying pan?" You and I both know that he isn't going to do that. No matter how it starts, in the end, our little boys have a deep desire to submit to stronger women. Thank you for writing such a pleasant story.
Anonymousabout 2 months agoI like how Vicky is taking control of him. "When she said don't worry about my mother I will take care of her" I'm thinking her Mom is a female dominant women herself & wants her to be the same. Maybe her mother saw some tendiceny's with him at work. I see him not going back to college & being a live-in slave for Vicky & her Mom. She really has to pick-up the training the last few weeks to have him totally submitting to her & her friends. Just so her Mom is impressed :)
