A Very Tasty Tart

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OOC.
Harvey Jameson, 40, six foot tall, with long black hair, and dark eyes.
Harvey keeps fit, and plays Badminton for the local team every week.
He is also a member of the local BDSM/swingers club. But his slut samantha has had to move away, and he is looking for a replacement. He hopes that tonight, the Annual Aitumn Tarts & Vicars Party, will be productive for him. Members of an affiliated club from a nearby town have also been invited, for the first time.

IC.
I dressed in my gray suit, and matching shoes, with a pristine white dog collar around my neck. Full of hope that this evening I would meet someone, a new slut, to replace my dear samantha.

The Autumn party always had a good turnout, held late in September, while the evenings were atill warm, before the onset of winter. Our hosts, Lord Wolf, & Mistress Savannah, always did us proud, their house being very large, with many rooms available for private meetings.

I arrived just after 7, immediately going to the bar for a drink. For now I ordered Coca Cola, seeing no sense in dulling the senses too early in the evening. The barmaid was dressed as a tart, and looked very fetching, I recognised her immediately, it was Lori, Lion King`s slut.

Taking my drink, I sat on the leather couch, just relaxing, and enjoying the ambience of the event. And wondering, was tonight was going to be My night?
 
Kaylie sat waiting for something interesting to happen. She had not been the apple of her master's eye for quite some time now. Not since he had found younger, sweeter, far more voluptuous, Renee. He was with her now, showing Renee off to his friends, leaving Kaylie sitting alone at the bar. Her long blond hair swayed behind her as she moved her head a little with the music playing. Her light blue eyes scanned the room, carefully, not to seem too deviant from her expected subserviant behavior. She felt the gaze of another upon her and turned to see if she could find out who was watching her.
 
I saw her enter, and remembered that I knew her vaguely. Although her name escaped me for the moment, but I had heard that her Master had replaced her, with a younger model.
Not a good move in my opinion, one need a sub who knew the score, ahd had experience, not some young thing with nice big tits as her only attribute.

Her name came back to me, as I looked her over, long flowing blonde hair down her back. Set off perfectly by the sheer red bouse that she wore, the thin straps of her bra plainly evident through the material. She had on a longish black skirt, split to the waist, and red high, very high, heels, with matching stockings.

My interest was immediate, and I noticed a glance from her, towards me, as she stood swaying to the music. It was time to make a move, and I walked across to where she stood.

"Hello, Kaylie isnt it? I have seen you around the club, I am Diablo, but you of course, may call me Sir. It is nice to meet you Kaylie."

I held out my hand to her.
 
I looked at him through lidded eyes, I knew my place here. I remembered my master used to have him over for the occasional dinner party here and there and then they seemed to have parted ways for some reason or other in the past year. He'd let go of so many of his old friendships after his scare. So much change in so little time. I remembered the old times with my master much more fondly than his post heart attack zest for all things new and exciting, tossing aside familiar comforts like a child does an old toy. I was only twenty-eight but felt so much older for the worry and pain my master had put me through in the past couple of years. I bowed to Diablo. "I remember fondly the times spent in your presence, Sir. I remember you quite well, an old friend of Master Jonas, yes?"
 
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Kaylie kept her eyes slightly averted, and bowed to me.

"i remember fondly the times spent in Your presence, Sir. i remember You quite well, an old friend of Master Jonas, yes?"

I lifted her chin slightly.

You may look upon Sir Kaylie. Yes, Jonas and I have known each other for quite a while. But, as they say, we all move on, and make our choices. My own submissive samantha had to leave, to be with her family, a long term thing it seems. But that is life Kaylie, we come, and we go, but we always leave our mark."

I stepped back a little, taking her in with my eyes, a cursory examination one might say. The fact that she wore a peephole bra was not lost on me. I smiled and nodded, before commenting.

"A matching set I would hope Kaylie?"
 
He was looking me over, examining me closely and my cheeks burned brightly at the attention to detail. He seemed to be studying my breasts, especially my erect, rose colored nipples through my peephole bra.

"A matching set I would hope Kaylie?" he asked without guile.

I blushed deeper but answered, looking into his eyes as he had told me to. "Of course, Sir. It's either that or nothing. Master demands no less from me." I replied. The sexual tension between us was thick, I could feel his piqued interest as he stepped even closer and I caught the scent of him.
Tantalising.

I wondered if he would attempt to strike a bargain with my master.
I wondered if Master, in his distraction, would even care. I was old news to him and I found myself curious about greener pastures, as guilty and disloyal as that made me feel. I found Sir Diablo very tempting. I wondered if he could sense my interest.
 
"Of course, Sir. It's either that or nothing. Master demands no less from me."

I stepped closer, my head inches from hers, my mouth close to her ear.

"Of course Kaylie, I, more than most understand about the demands of a Master. And your Master, Jonas? He dallies, witrh an as yet untested one, the buxom Renee.And not only that, He states His unconcern as to you in private conversations."

I let my words sink in, breathing softly around her ear, knowing that my warm breath was affecting her somewhat.

"Sir thinks that it is time we both took another drink Kaylie, and then you can join Me on the couch, where we can discuss matters in more comfort."
 
"Of course Kaylie, I, more than most understand about the demands of a Master. And your Master, Jonas? He dallies, with an as yet untested one, the buxom Renee.And not only that, He states His unconcern as to you in private conversations."

I blushed deeply as the realization hit that my Master was not even interested in striking up a bargain with anyone over me. He had simply let me go, like a piece of garbage. I was mortified, humiliated and felt so unwanted and hurt. Deep down I knew this would happen, but the reality hit so hard. I blinked away the sting of tears and nodded numbly as Sir asked me to join him on the couch and have another drink.

I looked up at Sir Diablo and forced a smile to cross my features, after all, Diablo seemed not only much more handsome than my former Master but much kinder as well. I wondered how his command was in the bedroom, was he strict? Was he gentle? Was he a very firm Master or a sweetly seductive one? My curiosity led me to the couch and I decided I'd gladly follow any instruction he was to give. "Thank you for your kindness, Sir." I said as he handed me a glass. These past few months of being virtually ignored had given me quite a bit more humility than usual.
 
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We sat, close, but not too close yet, and I handed her drink to her.

"Thank you for your kindness, Sir."

"And thank you also Kaylie, for agreeing to join me.


I gave her a silent toast with my drink, before continuing.

"So here we are Kaylie, like two ships tossed in a storm. Both if us abondoned, and left to flounder in the ocean that we call life. All is not lost though Kaylie, not at all, for if you look carefully, you may just see land on the horizon."

I placed my hand on her knee, no pressure, but enough to signal my interest.

"It could be, that if we join forces, we might just make landfall before the dawn. It all depends on you Kaylie.. Are you a good sailor, when the going gets tough I wonder? Can you take the rough with the smooth Kaylie?"
 
He placed his hand on my knee, his smile and the warmth of his hand on my leg a clear signal of his interest. I was relieved he seemed to feel the same as I did. I smiled back and covered his hand with my own, caressing his fingers with my smaller onesas he spoke. "It could be, that if we join forces, we might just make landfall before the dawn. It all depends on you Kaylie.. Are you a good sailor, when the going gets tough I wonder? Can you take the rough with the smooth Kaylie?"

His analogy had me smiling. "I think I can handle anything after being cast away. Tell me, Sir, would you throw me into the deep end without teaching me to swim first? I'm a very good student." I added, using his own metaphore against him and leaning closer to his body as I sipped my drink. I took a chance, deciding to reveal my pain to him as I flirted, "A submissive is a companion, not a disposable object but I have a feeling you already know this, don't you, Sir?"
 
"I think I can handle anything after being cast away. Tell me, Sir, would you throw me into the deep end without teaching me to swim first? I'm a very good student."

I smiled to myself, noticing the movement as she edged closer.

"A submissive is a companion, not a disposable object but I have a feeling you already know this, don't you, Sir?"

"As to the swimming Kaylie, swimming in the calm waters of the pool, is simple, but then, the waters of the ocean, with waves and swells, of untold force, that requires the training of course."


I lifted my hand from her knee, letting my finger graze across one of her nipples.


And yes Kaylie, you speak correctly, companionship, respect, and love, the trio of perfection in a loving relationship."

I moved my hand back again, sliding it under her skirt, and up to her stocking tops, to guage her reaction.
 
His hand left trails of heat along my skin as he moved it ever higher up my thigh. His fingers grazed the tops of my stockings and I bit my lip, my body's initial reaction was to move my legs a bitmore open, allowing him further room to journey. My eyes darted to the corner where I saw my former Master, playing with Renee's tits and allowing a friend of his to feel as well. He had a look of pride on his face and he had no idea his former friend was moving in on his former submissive. I felt a wicked joy in knowing he was right there and had no idea I was contimplating leaving him for another Master instead of waiting for him to toss me aside for good. I felt Sir's fingers inch ever higher and I sought his eyes with my own, hoping he would allow me to look into them again. I needed assurance that I was doing the right thing.
 
I saw the look across, to where Jonas was displaying Renee, to all and sundry. My hand was millimetres from making contact with her sex, I stopped, as her eyes met mine, filled with doubt, and confusion.

Removing my hand from under Kaylie`s skirt, I took hold of her hand, speaking softly, yet firmly.

"Forget He, who now sows His seed in another field. A field which I am certain, will ultimately prove to be barren."

Keeping hold of her hand, I placed it under her skirt, moving upwards, and encouraging her.

"Sir desires that you offer Him your taste, of your own volition. As a precursor to Sir tilling, and ploughing, your field. A field that Sir will cultivate, and bring to full bloom before this night is through."

I removed my hand, leaving hers under her skirt, and I waited, for the initial taste of her delights.
 
The words filled the ache in my sould left by rejection. "Sir desires that you offer Him your taste, of your own volition. As a precursor to Sir tilling, and ploughing, your field. A field that Sir will cultivate, and bring to full bloom before this night is through."

I looked up into his eyes boldly, but only for a quick moment, then I focused on his full lips and his pleasant looking mouth as I slowly opened my legs ever further for him. "Sir, you have my permission to do with me whatever you will.I give myself freely to you, Sir." I couldn't believe how easily I had betrayed one for another but it was done now. The words had been said. I was leaving my former Master for Sir Diablo, whether temporarily or for good, time would only tell. I smiled seductively as I waited fro his response.
 
"Sir, you have my permission to do with me whatever you will.I give myself freely to you, Sir."

I smiled at her words, noting the improved access to her body. My own body now reacting to Kaylie, I looked down at the swelling in my pants, then back at her before replying.

"You will gather your nectar, on your fingers, and you will feed Sir. And while Sir tastes you, He will allow you to caress Him with your free hand, in full view of A/all present."
 
I did as I was told, with no hesitation. I fingered my own pussy briefly and then, ignoring all possible onlookers, I touched my now moistened fingers to Sir's mouth, into his parting lips, letting him suckle on them as I reached my free hand forward to caress his growing bulge with my long fingers. "Like this, Sir?"
 
"Like this, Sir?"

<y answer was to shift my hips slightly, to improve her access. While sucking the sweet cunt juice from her fingers. I savored her taste, the delicious muskiness that excited my taste buds so much.

Withdrawing her fingers, I let go of her wrist, and looked down at her hand, slowly rubbing my now hard shaft.

"Go to the table Kaylie, choose some soft nylon ropes, a blindfold, and a flogger. And then we shall see if SIr approves of your choices, before we possibly retire to somewwhere a little more private."
 
Kaylie slowly rose from the couch and went over to the table and looked at what was available. she caressed the nylon ropes there, choosing not the softest ones, for they didn't seem strong enough for her, but the second softest ones, plus she liked their dark, rich color, and their smoothness. The blindfold she chose looked and felt the same as all the rest, it was black, just a little darker than her ropes. The flogger she chose was not very large compared with some of the others, but it had a good snap to it, and was noisy, a little more exciting and frightening than the others. Choices made, Kaylie returned to Sir, laying the objects out before him carefully, her eyes only upon him now despite some curious stares in their direction. She waited for his approval.
 
I knew that all eyes were now upon Kaylie, but that was of no concern, Jonas had made his position obvious, and by doing so, had admitted that Kaylie was available.

Her choices were soon made, and she returned to the couch, holding them out for my approval. I nodded my acquiescence at her choice, before standing, and turning towards the stairs.

"The Red Room is mine for the night, enjoy the evening My friends."

A single glance at Kaylie was enough, she had the experience to know that this was a command. She was to follow me, two paces to the rear, and accept without question, whatever I might ask of her.
 
Kaylie followed obediently, her stomach doing flips as she contimplated what might be to come with this new master to train her to his tastes.
 
She entered the room behind me, and after placing the articles on the bed, at my bidding, she locked the door behind us.

"Tonight you are Mine, to do with as I wish. If it progresses onwards after this evening, remains to be seen. First, you wil remove your blouse and skirt.
And you will stand by the bed, with your feet apart, ready for Sir to inspect you."


As I waited, I stripped naked, my already hard cock bouncing as I moved.
 
Kaylie nodded, "Yes Sir." and began to remove her blouse, her peekaboo bra revealing the bounce of her creamy white breasts as she moved to remove her skirt. Her panties, crotchless, hid nothing of her desire, her wetness was apparent and she spread her legs apart as Sir Diablo bade her to. She could hardly wait to be used again. It had been so long since her former Master had shown any interest in her that she was longing and so horny it was almost painful.
 
Naked now, I looked at her, tjhe matching underwear highlighting Kaylie``s arousal, her nipples, hard and pointed, thrusting at me almost.
Her legs looked magnificent in the red stocking, her muscles forced taut by the high heels.

I moved behind her, first soft;y stroking the long blond hair that hung down her back. Letting my long hard dick rub againsy her ass cheeks.
I let my hand linger, and slowly lowered it, as I moved back a fraction,, to caress her ass cheeks. My free hand pulling her hair a little, bending her neck as I whispered.

" And how long has it been slut, since you took it in the ass?"
 
" And how long has it been slut, since you took it in the ass?"

Kaylie sighed, "Oh, far, far too long, Sir." but her pussy was hoping for much more than that. She said nothing of her desires, it wasn't her place. She was here to serve his needs, not the other way around, she reminded herself.
 
I moved to stand in front of her, taking hold of each nipple in turn, twisting, and pulling on them. Her gentle moan suffice to satisfy my curiosity.

I slipped my hand between her legs, running a finger up and down, collecting her gathering juices, before tasting her.

I nodded, in appreciation of her arousal.

"Does Kaylie offer Sir her cunt and ass, for His use only this night? You will answer before you kneel, and beg to pleasure Me."
 
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