WBDP - Brianna Delivers Pt. 06

"You climaxed without permission, slave," I said. "You know what that means, don't you?"

"A slave must be punished for disobeying her Master."

Brianna patted Marcia's cheek. "You won't be the only one, slave. Chantelle didn't request the permission of her Mistress before licking you to orgasm, little one. She was so eager to lick your cunt, she neglected her duty towards me. Isn't that right, Chantelle?"

Chantelle lowered her head, replying, "Yes, Mistress. Forgive me, Mistress. Would you like me to take care of you now?"

"Adele has seen to my needs, slave. Now you can see to hers."

"Yes, Mistress."

At the moment, Marcia was the only one of us to be naked. Everyone else was still dressed, although much of the clothing was rumpled, or unfastened in some way. Brianna's dress was pushed high on her thighs and she was wet where Adele manually stimulated her to orgasm. Adele's dress was unbuttoned so Brianna could fondle her breasts. Chantelle's dress was rucked above her knees so it wouldn't be torn or wrinkled as she knelt on the floor before Marcia's open cunt.

"I want both of you to strip," Brianna said, "we're almost home anyway."

Adele's and Chantelle's clothes flew off in compliance with her orders. Adele leaned back in the seat and spread her legs for Chantelle to get between them. Chantelle lowered her head into the dampness already present on her pussy and started licking. Adele began to moan. She'd already been aroused witnessing Marcia's orgasm and pleasuring her Mistress and Chantelle was an adept cunnilinguist. Within five minutes, Chantelle had her squealing in satisfaction.

After Adele finished cumming, Chantelle sat back on her heels, waiting for further instruction.

"You may not cum until after your punishment tomorrow, Chantelle. You will be tied to your bed so you can't touch yourself. Adele will see to it."

"Yes, Mistress."

"I think the same rule should apply to you, little slave. You may not cum again until your punishment. Do I need to tie you to your bed or will you comply with my order?"

"I'll obey, Master."

"You know what will happen if you don't?"

"Yes, Master."

"What will happen, Sam?" Mom asked.

"She will be sexually stimulated and tormented without being allowed to orgasm for twenty-four hours. It is the worst punishment she can endure. She's already gone through it once this slavery."

I began to lower my hand down her body, reaching for her folds, wanting to feel her wetness and desire. Marcia grabbed my hand while it was over her stomach, before I could touch her mons.

"Master, if you touch me, even in the slightest; I will cum. I will not be able to help myself. Please don't do this to your slave girl."

"So easily?" I asked.

"Look at my clit, Master. How erect it is. How exposed it is. I'm on the cusp of a huge orgasm which you have prohibited your slave from having upon the worst penalty you can impose. Please have pity, Master."

"Why slave? Why are you so aroused?"

"Look at me, Master. You've left me no modesty. My legs are spread, my cunt is open, exposed to your Mother and everyone else in the limo. You revealed me to be the most libidinous slut; made me cum over and over. I have no more secrets. You have made me your fuck toy. The only way I could be more shamed is if the rest of your family and mine were witnessing my humiliation. I have no more pride. If you touch me, I will cum."

"Remove your hand, slave."

She reluctantly did so, pleading all the while for me to have pity. As my hand drew closer to her mons, she started shivering in the most delightful way, panting wildly at the explosion about to occur. Just before my hand reached her clit, I said, "You may cum once more before your punishment, slave girl." The instant I touched her vulnerable clit, she cried out; an animal scream of pure pleasure and my hand was immediately deluged in a fresh stream of her cum. She strained against my hand, attempting to exert more pressure on her intimate parts.

"Fuck me, Master. Please fuck me. Fill my cunt. Oh, fuck! I'm cumming."

I thrust three fingers into her throbbing hole and sawed back and forth into her wetness. Marcia whimpered and her legs spread wider, inviting my hand to violate her further. She was splendid. Her pussy was quivering delightfully under my hand, soaking me in her fragrant fluids. The limo reeked of sex; pure, unadulterated sex. I waited until her trembling stopped before removing my fingers. I held them to her mouth for her to lick clean.

When she'd sucked my fingers clean, she said, "Thank you, Master."

"You're welcome, little slave. Chantelle, would you like to lick my slave clean? Do not let her cum this time."

Chantelle had learned. "Mistress, may a slave lick another slave clean?"

"You may," Brianna said, smiling.

Chantelle preceded to lick the fluids from my slave's cunt. Before she was finished, we arrived back at the estate. Monique opened the door, but nobody moved until Chantelle was finished. I waited until everyone else had left the car before allowing my slave to close her legs. I helped her out of the car, her legs still a little rubbery from holding them apart so long and the ferocity of her last couple orgasms. I gathered her clothes.

"Will you be punishing your slave tonight, Sam?" Brianna asked.

"No, it's late. My slave needs to take care of her Master's need as quickly as possible. I'm aching. Tomorrow will be sufficient to correct her behavior. Good night, all. I'll see you in the morning."

I led Marcia to our bedroom. As soon as I shut the door, I opened my zipper and released my swollen cock. Marcia knelt down and parted her lips to suck me in. Within a minute, I was cumming down her throat, nearly drowning her in my seed. When my immediate need was satisfied, I stripped off my suit and hung it up, hanging up Marcia's as well, and climbed into bed. My cock was still quasi hard and I directed Marcia to suck me to another climax. This one took longer and I was able to enjoy the sensations of her throat muscles working my cock for over fifteen minutes before I pumped more of my cum down her gullet. It was a long time since I'd enjoyed an evening so much. I drifted off to sleep with my naked slave tucked into my arms, pressed tight against me.

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