Captured

JW didn't know if his cock ever felt quite so hard in the past and was damned if he was going to let it go to waste. He helped Barbara onto the floor on all fours, her head in Caroline's lap as Bob continued lapping Barbara's juices off his wife.

Slow deliberate strokes, he filled Barbara over and over, her moans a dulcet sound filling the store. His balls slapped against her clit as his hands held onto her hips white knuckled.

Gruff gusts of wind blew from his lungs as his eyes rolled back into his head, wordlessly, groaning out a soul felt groan of pleasure as her body began to quiver under him again.

Just before he came, JW pulled out and staggered to Caroline and Bob, "Move Bob," he grunted a mere second before his cock exploded, pumping his jism all over Caroline's face and tits. His body shook and his knees gave way to the pleasure and he collapsed in a heap next to the other three.

"Ain't no way ah'm cleaning that up," Bob quipped.

A wane smile passed JW's lips as he asked, "No? Sweetie, would you be so kind as to clean Bob's wife up for him? His tongue seems to lost interest in her."
 
Barbara moaned loudly, muffled a little by Caroline's wet pussy, while her Master fucked her on all four, taking her with animalistic wildness, making her enjoy a feral pleasure, something raw and primal.

She was disappointed though, when he pulled from her, denying her his seed, and instead pushed Bob aside, and came all over Caroline's face and tits.

Barbara glared at the other woman, enviously, but peace was restored when Master instructed her to lick Caroline clean of his cum. She didn't need telling a second time, and she eagerly began to lap up the trails of sticky seed as it slithered down Caroline.

When she was finally done, and having a little cum retained in her mouth, she wound her fingers in Caroline's hair, and kissed her deeply, sharing the mouthful of cum with the other woman.
 
JW leaned against the wall of the dressing booth and watched as Sweetie fed some of his jism to Caroline, and groaned, "Fuck, Sweetie." His hand reached out and cupped her thigh squeezing it affectionately.

JW then leaned in and kissed Barbara, his saltiness still on her tongue and lips. Slow and deep his kissed conveyed everything he felt about their situation.

Breaking the kiss, "I sure am glad I found you, Sweetie," he whispered.

Cupping her face, "I want you to buy three dresses sweetie. Two for around the house, one for going out. The first rule about dressing, is I will choose what you wear, or won't every day."
 
Barbara was delighted that she had pleased master. She could see it in his expression - she didnt need words.

But when he promised to buy her three dresses she hugged him hard, kissing him passionately. She was eager to get going to find her dresses, and she tugged back on the shirt she had worn earlier.

She blushed when she looked at Bob and Caroline, her gaze lowered.

"thank you!"
 
"You have been a very good girl, Sweetie," JW whispered as he leaned into her and kissed her ear. "Caroline will help you pick some dresses if you like, while Bob and I go do something real quick. Shouldn't take more than half an hour I would guess."

He patted her on the ass and twisted one of Caroline's nipples as he walked off Bob at his side.
 
Previously, had Barbara only had a half an hour to pick out three dresses, she would never have been able to do it, now, it would not be a problem.

Caroline smiled at her, and ushered her along the aisles, picking out several options, from which Barbara chose two sun dresses, and one dressier one, suitable for going out. All three came to just above the knee. Smiling happily, she went to meet up with her master, hoping the dresses would meet with his approval.
 
JW was in the back measuring out some copper and silver rods, Bob took off to attend to other matters, like cleaning up the dressing room, especially mopping the floor before someone else came along.

JW half suspected Bob was mopping to get another eyeful, or more, of Barbara. Smiling contentedly to himself he gathered up four feet of each of the metals, and decided to through in a foot of gold as well.

He looked up as Barbara came up to him a smile splitting her face. She looked carefree and happy. Both of which pleased him to no end.

Before she could say anything he reached up on the bench and pulled a phone down and placed it between the two of them, closer to her. "It's is time sweetie for you to decide. I can return you home if you want, or you can stay with me for as long as you please."

He saw her look at him and then down at the phone. "Whichever you decide, call the person, or people, most likely to miss you. Probably your parents, and tell them what your decision is. I will be out front in the store waiting, you can come tell me what you decide after you place the call."

Standing up, JW grabbed the small pile of metal rods and kissed her on the edge of her mouth then left the workshop, allowing her the privacy he figured she would need to make a decision.
 
"It's is time sweetie for you to decide. I can return you home if you want, or you can stay with me for as long as you please."



She was gobsmacked. She hadn't expected that, not in a million years. She stood rooted to the spot as her master walked away. For the first time in a long while, it occured to her that she could leave. She recalled her panic as she had been abducted by him, and held against her will. But now the scary thought was the possibility of being on her own, of losing him. He was her life. When and how that had happened, she couldn't say, but she wanted him, and wanted to stay with him, that was certain.

"Whichever you decide, call the person, or people, most likely to miss you. Probably your parents, and tell them what your decision is. I will be out front in the store waiting, you can come tell me what you decide after you place the call."

Who to call?? The importance of anyone in her life with the exception of Master, had totally faded. Her parents were gone, she had no close family, her friends hadn't so much as raised the alarm, and it was saddening to realise that no one, absolutely no one, had missed her.

She turned and walked to the front of the store, and encircled his waist with her hand, hugging him to her, and resting her cheek on his back.

"I need to be where I belong......... and that's with you!"
 
JW wrapped his hands over hers, allowing her the hug as long as she needed. He didn't say anything, but patted her hand gently and turned in the hug until her head rested against his chest.

Wrapping his arms around her, he whispered, "Yes, Sweetie, you belong with me. I alone will always be there for you."

He tilted her head, and kissed her gently on her lips, his tongue flicking smoothly. "GO wait for me in the car, Sweetie, I need to pay for this stuff and then we will go home."
 
"Yes, Sweetie, you belong with me. I alone will always be there for you."

It was music to her ears!! She smiled, and then reached up on tip toes and kissed him again.

"GO wait for me in the car, Sweetie, I need to pay for this stuff and then we will go home."

Happily, she ran out to the car, opening it, and sitting in, fastening her seatbelt. she was sitting int he front, not in the back, the way she had traveled down her. She thought of her journey down here, the fear that Master would send her away, her determination to please him, to prove herself to him. How far she had come in so short a time! Eagerly, she watched out the window, waiting for Master's return.
 
JW paid for the dresses, tag, and metal stock then headed out to the van, seeing Barbara sitting in the front seat, buckled in place. He could see the smile splitting her face and she looked incredibly happy.

He put the stuff in the back of the van and sat in the driver's seat, looking at her. Her beauty really shined, the carefree smile radiant. He sat in appreciation of it for a moment then fired the van up.

He drove slowly back toward the house and said, "I think tonight we should go out for dinner, what do you think?"
 
"I think tonight we should go out for dinner, what do you think?"

Barbara grinned at him, delighted with his suggestion.

"Oh yes!! Thank you Master, I'd love that!! I can wear my new dress!!"

She scooted over in the seat, sitting next to him, leaning in and kissing him, while her right hand slid down his chest, over his abdomen, and into the waist band of his pants, stroking his cock.

"I think Master might like a blow job!"
 
JW spread his legs a bit allowing Barbara a little better access to his cock as she began stroking its length. He smile never wavered as she declared, "I think Master might like a blow job!"

"really" he said. "Is Sweetie asking if she can suck her master's dick?"
 
Barbara blushed a littlE as she realised that she was already forgetting herself, behaving as if he was one of her cones boyfriends!!

"yes Master! You're little slut was desperately hoping she might be permitted to suck your cock!! Please?? I've been a good girl, haven't I??!"

She smiled, hoping this might make up for her slip.
 
He looked at her from the side of his eye then reached up and grabbed the nape of her neck, yanking her face to his mostly flaccid cock. "Suck away, Sweetie, get me hard," he said.

Lifting his hips up, Barbara scrambled to yank his jeans down, carefully when passing his cock. Jeans down to his knees, JW sat back down and felt Barbara's succulent mouth close around the head of his cock.
 
She was able to take his entire length into her mouth, sucking him, feeling his dick grow thick and hard. Using her lips, Tongue and then the reflexes of her throat she pleasures him as though her very life depended on it.

Using her other hand she stroked and gently squeezed his balls, sliding a wet finger back and rubbing his anal ring. She didn't penetrate him though, just teased, thinking that she didn't want them to crash!
 
JW wasn't sure how many times he had cum already that morning, but he knew from the empty feeling in his balls that the next orgasm was going to be a result of a very long session.

Sweetie's mouth, tongue and hand managed to get him hard, building the spark of desire in his balls. When her finger flared out against his ass, JWW moaned, "Oh sweetie, you are going to tongue the hell out of that when we get home."
 
She sucked him eagerly, all the way home, pressing her thighs together excitedly. She continued to tease him, knowing she would be in for it as soon as they reached home!

Home. That's what it was to her now, and a part of her was sorry that she was missing out watching out the window, as she had never seen where his place actually was. Mentally, she shrugged and concentrated on what was important .
 
They arrived at the drive way that led up to his house and JW hopped out of the van to open the gate, cock swinging hard in the wind as he did so. Pulling through, locking the gate and pulling the cattle guard off center he opened the back of the van and sat down.

"Come here Sweetie," he called over his shoulder.
 
She buried around to the back of the van where Master was seated. The cold breeze tickled her decidedly wet pussy as the hem of the garment she wore whipped around her hips.

"so.... Master, how can I serve you??!"
 
JW turned Sweetie around until she faced the road and pulled her back until his hard cock rested between her ass cheeks. He spread her ass wide, bending her slightly forward until his cock rested between her pussy lips, the head poking out between her thighs.

His hands wrapped around her torso, hefting a massive tit in each, her hard nipples sticking out between his fingers as he squeezed. " You are going to stand here like this, fucking yourself on my cock while traffic goes by. You are not to cum until I do, which won't be for quite some time."
 
She gasped, awed at the sheer evil genius that was her master!!

It was pretty unlikely that anyone in a passing car would see much, but they'd get a good idea of what she was doing!!

She moved until he was at her quivering entrance, and then she lowered taking him in. In another few strokes, she was taking him to the hilt. The combination of being ordered to do this, her earlier act, and being made a public spectacle was exciting her horribly, and she thought her chances of holding her climax off for long, were slim.
 
JW watched Barbara's ass as she slid up and down his turgid member. His hands spreading the cheeks wide. He could see her tits flailing about as she bobbed on his pole and a smile creased his face. "Good girl, sweetie," he whispered softly as he swatted her ass gently.

He could feel her pussy tightening on his member, and the hot liquid building up, "You better slow down, Sweetie, you'll cum very soon, and your Master is nowhere close to cumming."
 
"Good girl, sweetie,"

She reveled in his praise, and it made her really want to please him, to do as he wished, to make his proud.

She sped up, and knew that she wouldn't be able to last. She wanted to cum. Desperately!

"You better slow down, Sweetie, you'll cum very soon, and your Master is nowhere close to cumming."

She tried to slow, but it didn't allow her impending climax to ease back, it just slowed the rate at which she rushed toward it. He was holding her hips, as she moved, but as she neared, she lost all control, and thrust wildly on him, and screamed as she came!

She glanced over her shoulder, grinning.

"OOoooops!!"
 
JW glared at Barbara, and hissed, "Had to go fuck it up, didn't ya, Bitch?" JW shoved at her hips, pushing her off his cock.

Fury was clearly written across his face as he jerked his thumb toward the back of the van, "Get in and lay down you willful Bitch."

Almost as he gave the command he began slamming the doors of the van closed, Barbara barely scrambling inside as the second banged closed.
 
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