Captured

The raven haired woman brought his dinner and set it on the table while Barbara's orgasm held both of their attentions. "Good girl sweetie," he whispered in her ear as she shook and shook. Her pussy flowed copiously wetting his entire hand past the wrist.

He held her in his arms until the orgasm passed. "Good job, Sweetie."

Bringing his hand up to his face, he licked one of the fingers clean, relishing her taste. He glanced at the waitress who was kneeling off to the side, her head bowed slightly.

"Your dinner is ready, master," she said.

Nodding he looked down at Barbara, "You will feed me my dinner. While I chew each bite, I want you to give my cock and balls your loving attention and worship. Understand?"
 
She nodded, a little embarrassed now that her orgasm had passed, knowing that she had been observed so closely by another. She was eager to hide her face, and please her Master by sucking his cock while he ate.

She had cut a little, filled the fork, and fed it to him, before she bent and laved his balls, and licked the length of his cock. then she returned to his plate, cutting some more and feeding him, before she sucked each ball, one at a time, into her mouth, massaging gently with her tongue.
 
JW chewed each bite slowly, as if he expected the end of time to occur once his meal was done.

Barbara's attention to his cock and balls was marvelous. Slowly, lovingly she licked, sucked, and kissed him through out his groin. He had lifted his ass after the second bite or so, allowing her to pull his pants down, and then off.

His erect member glistened with her saliva as Barbara brought each bite to his mouth. Passers by occasionally stopped to watch, others moved along with out so much as a glance toward JW and Barbara.

As Barbara delivered the last bite into JW's mouth, he leaned back savoring for one last moment the feel of her mouth sucking his length deep into her throat as he ate. He saw that the waitress had brought another meal out, and was kneeling to the side.

He saw her eyes flit over at the food a moment before coming back around to him. Nodding, "You may eat, Sweetie," he whispered.
 
"You may eat, Sweetie,"

"Hhhmmm???"

It took her a moment to realise what he meant, and she reluctantly left his cock out of her mouth with an audible "pop".

She cut her food, and took a bite, delighted at the succulent flavour, still, she was thrumming, excited from sucking her master. She fought to prevent her body's desire to grind pussy against heel as she ate.
 
JW pulled his pants back up as he watched Barbara eat. Her large tits swaying wondrously with each movement. His appreciation of her grew with each small step she made to a complete submission to him. He wondered how many days or weeks it would take until all thoughts of herself would disappear to be replaced by thoughts of him alone.

As she finished he said, "I will return shortly."

Standing he left her alone and went to the restroom. He took his time coming back to the table, stopping at the bar, waiting a few minutes before going back to the table.

When he arrived he approached from an angle that allowed him to see her legs were clamped close together. He smiled as he arrived, "Good girl, Sweetie. Not let's go get me some dessert."
 
Barbara clamped her thighs together, recalling her Master's instructions. He seemed to be gone for ages, and a niggling little thought entered her brain, and she wondered if he had abandoned her there.

Panic began to build, even as she argued with herself that that was certainly not the case. But where was he???

She was long since finished her meal when he returned, and she had to fight to suppress her irritation at the length of time she had been left alone. Still, to show that would be counter productive. She smiled at him, and nodded. Dessert was just what she wanted!!
 
JW led the way toward the back of the restaurant and then through an unmarked door. Immediately behind the door was a staircase leading up to the second floor of the hotel.

At the top of the stairs JW turned to the very naked and aroused Barbara, "Remember, you do not get dessert do to your infraction earlier. Among other things you may not cum tonight with out my expressed permission by using the phrase."

He cupped her chin gently and asked, "Do you understand me?"
 
She felt decidedly vulnerable, climbing the stairs naked, following her master.

"Remember, you do not get dessert do to your infraction earlier. Among other things you may not cum tonight with out my expressed permission by using the phrase. Do you understand me?"

She looked in his eye, and nodded.

"yes Master. I understand!"

She was grateful that she might be allowed to cum at all! He could have refused her, and that would have been awful! She followed him, a few steps behind, head bowed, respectful.
 
They entered a hallway that was painted black and had very low, red lighting at each end. The hall itself nothing more than a long shadow from end to end. JW headed toward the end to their right and stopped at a door halfway down and opened it, letting Barbara and himself in.

The room they entered was a lounge with four couples already inside. Three of the couples had men in lounges with women kneeling at their sides, the four couple the man was kneeling before his mistress.

JW nodded at each of the people lounging as they passed heading for the far wall of the lounge. "Kneel here, Sweetie," he said as he settled into a lounge that faced the room.
 
The lounge shocked her a little. She had assumed, incorrectly, it seemed, that they would be in a room, alone. Her heart rate was hammering and her pussy was throbbing, as she went to the position he indicated, and knelt.

She was excited, and a little scared, but she trusted her Master, and knew that he was going to take care of things, and perhaps push her a little, but she trusted him implicitly.
 
JW settled into his position and Barbara into hers as the waitress came up, "What would the Master like to drink?"

"Beer for me, white wine for her," he said pointing at Barbara.

He looked down at Barbara as she leaned against the lounge and ran his fingers through her hair. "Now we wait, Sweetie, for the club to fill up."
 
Barbara looked around, taking it all in as she waited for the waitress to return with the much needed glass of wine, as well as her master's beer.

Soon the girl returned and she gratefully took the glass, holding it by the stem. She sipped pleased to find the chardonnay well chilled. She looked up at her master, excited and a little nervous, as she contemplated what the evening might hold.
 
JW sat nursing his beer for an hour as more people entered the lounge, some of which went to their own lounges, some joining other couples already in place. Next to them, a male pet had his face buried in his mistress' pussy, lapping away to her obvious pleasure.

He saw Barbara's eyes moving from location to location getting wider with each minute.

Reaching into his pocket, JW pulled a $20 and handed it to Barbara, "Go to the bar and order a beer and come back. Walk as slowly as you can both ways."
 
"Go to the bar and order a beer and come back. Walk as slowly as you can both ways."

Barbara eyed the twenty with a mix of trepidation and anticipation, but obediently, she stood and took the proffered note, clasping it in her fingers. She did as he told her, strolling to the bar with excruciating slowness, feeling every eye in the place focused on her. That may not have been the case, in actual fact, but it felt that way.

Having got his drink, and wishing he had ordered one for her too, she held the change in one hand, the beer in the other, and tried to walk nonchalantly back to their spot in the lounge.

This time, with her front side facing the bulk of the clientele, and seeing, rather than just imagining, their speculative and lewd gazes, she found the return walk much, much harder. She managed to control her impulse to run, and walked, painfully slowly, and seductively, back to her seat, conscious all the time of the dampness sheening her inner thighs.
 
JW took the beer from Barbara and said, "Good girl, sweetie, and thank you."

He looked out over the lounge, gaging the reactions to Barbara's walk across the bar and back. Predictably most of the interest was in the form of other men. Normally he might be interested in watching her be taken by another man, but she was still too new for that, he could not risk having someone attack her still fragile ego.

Then he saw one prospect. A blonde kept glancing over at the two of them under her eyebrows. Not directly looking him or Barbara, but in their general direction.

Leaning over toward Barbara JW cupped her chin in his hand and kissed her. "Are you ready for dessert, Sweetie?"

Barbara nodded enthusiastically.

"Ok, see the blonde there? She is dessert, go bring her here."
 
She was relieved to be back to their seat, and she beamed, pleased at his praise, feeling her heart swell with pride. She had pleased him.

She looked around for a moment when he proposed dessert and she nodded enthusiastically. She could tell from his tone that he had something sexual in mind, but he always pleased her, and thrilled her in doing so.

"Ok, see the blonde there? She is dessert, go bring her here."

"Wh...what???"

Shock filled her, and she took a moment to recover sufficently to ask with more politeness.

"I am sorry Master, I'm not sure I heard you right! What did you say??"

She had heard him right! Her face heated quickly, and she could feel her cheeks burning. On her way over to the blonde, she tried to rehearse what she would say, but had no idea when she arrived.

"My master wishes the pleasure of your company Ma'am"

She didn't know if the term of address was correct or not, but she was determined to be polite.
 
JW watched as Barbara went over to the blonde and say something. He could see the other woman bob her head up and down once then stood and followed Barbara back to the lounge.

He watched them closely, the distance between the two women. It seemed clear the blonde was trying to edge closer to Barbara, who was trying to maintain the distance between them.

As the arrived, JW stood and pointed at the lounger, and said, "Sit, ladies. Hold hands for me, get to know each other some."
 
"Sit, ladies. Hold hands for me, get to know each other some."

Barbara gulped. She had suspected it would go this way, and it appeared she was correct. She took the other woman's hand, sitting where Master had pointed. The other woman, who said her name was Susan, needed no encouragement, reaching up and groping Barbara's breast, pinching the nipple, and then leaning in and sucking it, making Barbara yelp, jumping slightly in her seat.

Susan then put her hand on Barbara's thigh, trying, not too subtly to pry her tightly clamped legs apart.
 
JW watched a moment as the blonde tried prying Barbara's legs apart. "Stop," he ordered quietly. Moving around the lounge he climbed up behind Barbara and whispered, "Close your eyes Sweetie, trust me."

Giving Susan a withering look, he said, "Kneel before her, massage her feet, seduce my little lady, you are not some teen aged boy. Act like a woman."

JW cupped Barbara's breasts massaging them gently and whispered in her ear. His lips brushed against her lobes, his tongue flicking out occasionally. "It is okay, Sweetie, I will show you nothing but pleasure tonight."

Susan followed JW's whispered orders, as the two of them ran their hands all over Barbara's body, touching, squeezing, pinching...
 
Barbara smiled gratefully at her Master, pleased with his intervention. The blonde, Susan, seemed somewhat chastened, and she nodded demurely at Master, taking her position once more, where she began to stroke and kiss Barbara's feet and legs, working her way slowly upward.

To Barbara's horror, she found herself being seduced, and found her legs falling gently apart as she surrendered to the practiced seduction. She kept glancing to her master, gauging his reaction, finding herself turned on even more by the knowledge that this was arousing him, pleasing him.
 
JW pulled Barbara up into his lap, his hard cock pressing along the slit of her ass. His hands continued caressing her, teasing her, pulling her along the path of ecstasy.

He could hear her breath catch when Susan nibbled on a sensitive spot.

JW could feel Barbara heating up quickly as she began to squirm in his lap. A shudder coursed through her body as the waitress came up, "Sir, will you be getting a room?"

Nodding JW said nothing as he delved his hands between Barbara's legs. The key card was put on the lounge next to him before the waitress walked off. His voice heavy with lust and need, "Undress her Sweetie."
 
Barbara was throbbing with unholy need, as she squirmed on her Master's lap, the hard bulge of his cock exciting her more. She leaned forward, her movements clumsy, as she struggled with her own arousal and began to awkwardly undress Susan.

Moments later, she felt her arousal peak, and she looked at her master.

"May I cum.... please Master??"

She was teetering on the edge, the interaction with the waitress, in which her master had chatted on nonchalently, as though he and Barbara had been simply having a drink, instead of her straddling his lap, having her pussy licked by another woman!
 
JW watched as Barbara' body quivered with need as she stripped Susan.

At her question, he nodded, saying, "Say it and cum Sweetie."
 
Barbara only just managed to finish the mantra before she imploded, cumming hard! She slumped back, sitting on her Master's lap, breathing hard. Then she resumed undressing Susan, removing the last of her clothing, leaving her bare.
 
JW eased Barbara from his lap and onto the floor with Susan. "Good girl Sweetie," he praised.

He looked down at the two women and thought idly how a redhead would make a complete sexual Neopolatin. Hot instead of cold, but arguably at least as sweet. Shaking the thought off he instead said, "Follow me ladies," and began leaving the lounge area.
 
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