WBDP - Brianna Delivers Pt. 14

Chantelle got down on her knees and clasping Dawn's legs, began licking her pussy. While Chantelle was busy on her pussy, I started whipping her bottom and back. I went half as hard as I did with Chantelle earlier, because this was new to Dawn. She flinched every time the lashes fell on her, but the sounds she was making were as much from the pleasure her pussy was receiving as the stings to her back and buttocks. It was nice to know that the cat wasn't restricting her ability to receive pleasure. I started to circle around her back and the strands started landing on her sides and then the edges of her breasts. I kept going taking a little more off my swing. Her nipples were proudly distended from her breasts. Finally, a strand of the cat struck the top of her right nipple. Dawn gasped once, hard, and moaned at once immediately following. It seemed to get harder.

Another one clear across the right breast. At the same time it struck, she groaned loudly, "I'm cumming. I'm cumming. I'm cumming. Fuck!" I attributed this one to the expertise of Chantelle burrowing up her slit, not any particular skill on my part. She was able to cum while being whipped, not necessarily from the whipping. I continued on around, hitting the left breast in addition to the right. She was panting, shivering, shaking, and it looked like she'd do a toe dance if she didn't have to remain in place. I kept seeing her hands part and start to drop down, not to cover her breasts, but to push Chantelle further into her pussy, then remembering and locking them back into place until the next time she forgot or was overcome with desire.

"Get back, Chantelle," I warned and as soon as she was out of the way, the whip was applied to her aroused cunt.

"Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, God!" Dawn exclaimed. "I think I'm going to cum again." She was dancing up and down on her toes, unable to keep still. I sent one right up the center of her slit, covering her from her clit to her asshole. Dawn fell to the ground, covering her cunt, screaming, "I'm cumming again. Oh, fuck! I'm cumming again." She was thrusting her hips up against her hand in an insane pantomime of fucking, her fingers digging into her sheath, fluids dripping from her pussy. Okay, apparently she could cum from the whip.

"Chantelle, get her fingers out of her cunt. She's done cumming for now."

Chantelle grabbed Dawn's hands and pulled them out, but Dawn continued to roll her hips up and her pussy was dilating and contracting like a mouth around a sucker. We let the orgasm burn itself out. When Dawn finally lay quiescent on the floor, merely breathing hard, I told Chantelle to bring her into the bathroom and shave her cunt. She was not to cum again. If shaving started to stimulate her, pause until she was under control, then continue until it was done.

"Oui, Monsieur."

Helping Dawn to her feet, Chantelle led her into the bathroom and sat her on the edge of the tub. While the shaving took place, I looked at the photos I took after fucking Chantelle, and picked three to text to Brianna. Five minutes later, I got a response. "Nice," was all it said. Of course it was nice. She was beautiful and the pictures were paragons of sexual sleaziness. I got hard just looking at them and I was eager for Chantelle to return so I could fill her up with more of my cum. It took about twenty minutes for them to return. I ran my hand all over her bare mound, checking for bristle. It was remarkably smooth and I suspected lotion was applied afterward. The interior of Dawn's slit was still moist.

"Get up on the bed, Dawn, and spread your legs. We're going to start training your ass. Chantelle, please get the smallest butt plug and some lube."

Chantelle got up and returned shortly with a small plug and lube, handing it to me.

"Why must I be trained for ass fucking. I'm going to be slave to a woman along with a bunch of other women?"

"Because, as you saw in the pictures I just showed you of Marcia, sometimes you'll get fucked in the ass with a strap on. As a slave, your Mistress has control of your sexuality and as a heterosexual, or at the least, a bisexual, your Mistress may share you with an honored guest who may be male, and may wish to use your ass. She would not offer her lesbians to a man, honoring their orientation, but she would have no such qualms with you, someone who prefers men. Those slaves who like men, enjoy being fucked in the ass on occasion. I suspect you will too, once we've overcome your hesitation at trying something new. We'll find out when you let Joe take your anal virginity."

Chantelle said, "It is quite pleasant, Dawn. I am sure you will enjoy it as much as I do. Now bring your legs up to your chest and expose your asshole so Monsieur may insert the plug."

With great reluctance, Dawn drew her legs up exposing the tight ring of her anus to me. I put some lube on my finger and smoothed it over the crinkled muscle. She was clenching it tightly closed, afraid. I did not attempt to penetrate her yet, merely rubbing all over until she relaxed a little. There were sensitive nerves in the area which enjoyed the light touch. The sphincter eventually loosened. I got some more lube and rubbed it in as well. The third time, I slowly put the tip of my finger through the ring. It squeezed against me, but she couldn't hold it tight for long and when it relaxed, I dipped deeper, spreading the lube. The fourth squirt of lube, not just one finger went in, but two.

"You're doing well, keep relaxing your anal ring," I said.

I put some lube on the plug and put the tip on her star. It clenched tight again, realizing this intruder was larger. Without pressing against her clenching, I merely kept the pressure of the tip against the opening and she finally relaxed and more of it went in. The next time she clenched, I didn't let her force it out, and when she relaxed again, it went deeper, almost to the widest point.

"Relax, it's almost all the way in," I said.

Making a concerted effort to relax her bottom, the rest of plug slipped in.

"Tomorrow morning, we'll exchange this for a larger one. Tomorrow night, an even larger one. We'll let you wear that for a few days so you'll be ready for Joe to fuck your ass. How does it feel?"

"I definitely know it's there, Master, but it's not painful."

"That's why we start small and get larger. Let you gradually get used to something in your ass. Chantelle, I want you between her legs and I want you to lick her until she's close to orgasm four times. Each time she gets close, you will stop. I'm going to fuck you while you're licking, so don't lose track of what you're doing while undergoing your own orgasms."

"Oui, Monsieur."

Dawn let her legs down, leaning back against the pillow with her long legs splayed out across the bed. Chantelle crawled between her thighs and her head dipped down to taste Dawn's new smoothness. Perhaps her last orgasm was still too fresh or the shaving too arousing, or the butt plugs insertion too arousing to her, because Dawn warned us she was close to cumming almost before I got my cock seated in Chantelle's cunt. Chantelle stopped and just enjoyed the feeling of my prick sliding in and out of her pussy, her head close to the juncture of Dawn's legs, inhaling the musky scent of her aroused sex. Licking cunt and fucking were two of Chantelle's favorite things and being able to do both at once was like Christmas. She waited as long as she could resist, but the closer she got to her own orgasm, the more she wanted to dip her tongue in Dawn's honey. Hoping she'd waited long enough, she started licking just before she spasmed.

This time, Dawn was able to go for around four minutes before she had to call off the dogs. Chantelle was moaning up a storm at the sweet fucking she was receiving. She climaxed again, her pussy a steaming cauldron of her cum. I still had some time left in me, as long as I didn't speed up too much. It was fantastic fucking something both so tight and so slick at the same time. Three minutes later, Chantelle continued slithering her tongue through Dawn's slit. Dawn didn't make it close to four minutes this time; maybe half that before Chantelle had to suspend her licking. I'm sure the constant stimulation she'd received over the last hour contributed to her arousal, but I suspect the sights, sounds and smells of Chantelle's fucking was having an effect as well. I'd been going long enough, I wanted my own release. I increased speed, slamming into Chantelle harder in the process. Chantelle orgasmed again just before I jolted upright and sent a river of sperm shooting up her soupy sheath. I left my cock there, draining, throbbing, as Chantelle started in on Dawn for the final time.

"I need to cum," Dawn warned two minutes after Chantelle began.

Chantelle stopped and lay down on her back, still purring and vibrating from her last orgasm.

"How do you like going without orgasms so far, slave?" I asked Dawn.

"I don't like it at all, Master. I'm sorry for teasing you this morning. I won't do it again."

"I'm glad to hear it. I ached in the worst way this morning. Remember I can't use you, so if you want to play games, you might want to wait until there's someone around I can use. Now get busy and clean Chantelle's cunt again."

Dawn got between Chantelle's legs and her tongue slipped between her lips to gather the copious fluids leaking from Chantelle's pussy.

"Give her two more orgasms, while you're down there. Chantelle appreciates a good tongue lashing."

I lay on the side of the bed waiting for Dawn to finish. It was getting late. After Chantelle climaxed for the second time, I told her to tease Dawn to near orgasm twice more. If Chantelle woke up during the night for any reason, she was to do it twice more, and first thing in the morning, three more times. I turned off the light and went to sleep to the sounds of Dawn's broken breathing, sobs half-choked back as she had to whisper she was close. I smiled. Payback's a royal bitch.

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