He treated them like slaves

frank_long_horn

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Hi all,
Don't know whether this one will get up but what the hell, no use dying wondering.

I am seeking ladies who want to play a role that involves them being treated poorly, in fact sometimes in a degrading fashion.


All my life I have tried to treat my ladies with respect and consideration. I believe I have succeded till now. What I am hoping to do is create a space where I can explore my desire to be dominant with women and to "do things" that I would not normally with a partner.

So if there are any ladies out there who want to explore the "dark side" and come on a journey with me, please jump in to the thread. I usually post one - two times a day and like to take things slowly. I am not interested in just fucking someone and leaving. I feel that the mind games and tension that can be created in a good story is often more erotic that the "final act". Of cource I need some willing participants, so please drop by and post some lines, you never know it may be fun..... ;)

Please PM me if you are interested or just drop by and let me take you on a journey I have never been before......


Rick Johnson 34, married but away on an extended working trip in the States. He is in the health industry and occasionally consults on projects around the world. He is generally regarded as good looking with fair hair and a happy go lucky attitude.

He is quite satisfied with his marriage but has a burning desire to meet women who want to be treated like shit, women who get aroused by pain or humiliation, women who need to be treated badly to reach intense climaxes.

IC:

He had been in the States for several weeks completing the work on his current contract. The fee for this project, working for Health Corp (USA), was the best he had ever received , over $450,000 worth of consultancy. It was nice to be one of a handful of people in the world with his talents.

He still had about a week to go before he returned home to Australia and he was looking forward to it. Although the house that had been provided for him was fantastic he longed for his family and their little retreat on the North coast of NSW. The summer was just ending there and he would be very happy to leave the winter.

Risk had decided to have a party to celebrate the end of his contract and had invited a lot of the team that had helped him for the last few months. The party was that night at his house , overlooking the beach, and he had just returned there to let in the caterers.

It was an 8pm kick off and as that time drew near he made himself a strong Bourbon and coke with lots of ice. He sat at the picture windows overlooking the bay and waited for his guests to arrive and slowly sipped his favourite drink.
 
Christie Sanders had worked very hard to get to where she was. She had started on the ground floor in the mail room at the tender age of 15, working after school and on holidays. Now 10 years later she was one of the privilaged few to be selected to work on the huge project in the States.

She had actually been called in as a secondary consultant from Britan so she made quite an impression with her accent. Being 5'9 130lbs with cascadeing platnum blonde hair and icy blue eyes didn't hurt matters of course. She had actually been acused more than once of sleeping her way into her position just because of her looks but the truth was she had worked very very hard.

She was surprized to have been invited to the party tonight as she had adopted a bit of an ice queen image to escape from the leers and pawing hands that acompanied her otherwise, but here she was at 8:05 ringing the bell.

Dressed in casual slacks and a soft red angora sweater she leaned back on her heels as she waited for the door to open, examining the house. She whistled under her breath at the sheer size and beauty of it then blushed a little as the door opened and the person on the other side must have heard her. She looked up expectantly.
 
Khym worked alongside with Rick, though, they never really spoke to eachother outside of the project. Mainly because he was married and she didn't want to go down that road.

Khym was 25 years of age, very athletic and well toned but not bulking with muscles. Fine tanned skin bringing out the deep red, mid-back length hair. Long legs that makes the men drool and dream of climbing up their lengths. Starking blue eyes that just taunted whoever walked passed her.

Normally she wore tight jeans and halter tops to show off her curves and luscious breast. Instead, for Ricks' farewell party she had decided to wear a leather mini skirt, knee high stockings and a white silky shirt that barely showed the outline of her lace bra. Khym knew he would watch her at times, so she wanted to give him one last look at something he couldn't have. For she didn't mess with married men, therefor making him untouchable according her rules.

Khym had left a little later than when the party was suppose start, as she rang the door bell.
 
Rick

As he sat there enjoying the views across the ocean he thought about the night ahead. He had decided that seeing he had almost finished off the project, and had only a few days left in the States, that he would let his hidden side emerge. Tonight, gone would be the nice family man and instead, if his well thought out plan was successful, a demon would emerge.

He had always had a burning desire to take control of women and to humiliate them, hurt them in ways they had never thought possible. It turned him on to think that a woman would beg for relief, beg for release and beg to be allowed to cum.

As he heard the door bell and wandered slowly to the door he smirked. Stage one of his plan was working. Someone had taken the bait about the party and had arrived. What was unknown to the several women he had been observing the last few months was that this was not a large party, if fact, he had invited a limited number of women only. Specific women he sensed may be responsive to his perverse demands. The risk was that they may refuse to be involved but he did not care, he had almost finished his job there and was leaving soon.

He opened the door and saw Christie standing there. Now that is a bonus he thought, this one is a bit of an ice queen, hopefully later she will have that melted well and good. He smiled and asked her into the house. She was obviously impressed and commented on the homes size and spectacular views. She looked very inviting in her casual slacks and a soft red angora sweater . The red was a perfect contract with her platnum blonde hair. She was certainly a beautful woman.

As he fixed her a drink the door bell sounded again and Rick smiled secretly to himself. A second specimen to play with, all being well, he thought .


He opened the door and there was Khym. Fantastic , he thought, my first two selections have come to party. Khym was wearing a leather mini skirt, knee high stockings and a white silky shirt. She looked hot and as he invited her in he was pleased to see her lacy bra was visible under her shirt. She was in great shape and obviously worked out, her breasts were just perfect for her size and he enjoyed seeing her in these clothes compared to the more formal clothes she wore to work.

Rick remembered she was married and he had deliberately excluded partners from the invitation to "the party" making the excuse that they would be bored with work talk and that he wanted to reward his special workers exclusively. He was looking forward to defiling Khym as much as Christie, as he had overheard her on several occasions extoling the virtue of not cheating on her husband.

They sat and chatted as they sipped their drinks. The music in the background was quietly playing and Rick and his two victims chatted about the project and it's success.

After a while Rick asked them if they would like a tour of the house while they waited for the other guests arrived. Khym and Christie folwed him around , sipping their drinks as they went, marvelling at the size and fit out of his home.

They came to a stair case that lead up to another floor and Christie asked if they could go up there and check out the view. He carefully replied " Sorry ladies, that room is off limits. It is a special room I have for playing special games in. If you enter that room you can only leave with my permission. If you want to know what the games are you are welcome to ask but I warn you you may be surprised"

The girls looked at each other, wondering what he meant .
 
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Christie sipped her drink and tried to stiffle the yawn that was creeping up on her as she sat and chatted with Khym and Rick. Though she rarely addressed anyone by their first names verbally, she thought of them as such. She really was a friendly girl, but circumstances had dictated otherwise of course. It wasn't that she was bored with the company, but she was a little tired of the shop talk. That had been a subject of discussion for what felt like forever and it was a little old. She also wondered where the other guests were, but was far to polite to ask.

She was quite glad though, when a tour of the house was offered, it was hard to talk shop while looking at rooms. The house was as magnificent inside as well as out and she was truely enjoying the architecture and decor. They eventually came to a wide staircase and she was eager to go up and have a look but she was baffled when the idea was blocked.

" Sorry ladies, that room is off limits. It is a special room I have for playing special games in. If you enter that room you can only leave with my permission. If you want to know what the games are you are welcome to ask but I warn you you may be surprised"

Now what the heck could that mean? She and Khym exchanged a look of puzzlement before she looked back at him. Giving an exagerated sigh, she said, "Ok, I'll bite, what kinds of games do you play up there?" She was expecting a silly answer like post office of spin the bottle, but suspected that it was more along the lines of a pool table and darts or something. She gave him a half smile as she waited for the answer.

As she took another sip of her drink, she felt slightly woozy all of a sudden, as though she had taken a shot of alchohol directly to the brain or something. She grabbed the banister tightly as the color leeched from her face and she swayed slightly. The moment passed, she glanced to both of the others and noted with relief that neither seemed to have noticed her momentary slip. She looked at her drink and decided perhaps she had best drink the next quite slowly.
 
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Smiled as she walked in, wondering where everyone else was. But at least Christie was here, making it to where Khym wouldn't be alone with him. She didn't trust herself enough to be alone with another man, it didn't take much to make her weak.

Making small talk, drinking the normal get together thing. It was strange though that no-one else came? Slightly wondering what was going on. The distraction of the house was a good thing, it was so huge and beautiful a house of dreams.

He was talking about this room and of course her curiosity struck in.

"A secret room? Well, now you have to tell, you've worked by side to know how I dread secrets."

A sly grin crossed her lips, most likely it was something simple, a gaming room with maybe poker tables, or something along those lines. But, then why would he say you can't leave till I say you can? That just made her all the more curious.
 
Rick

He could tell he had sparked their interest in his secret room. All he needed was for the special medication he had earlier placed in their drinks to take effect. He noticed that Christie had been woozy a few minutes before when she grabbed the bannister. All he needed now was for Khym's potion to take effect.....it would not be long.

The room had been planned with some thought and effort over the past few weeks. It contained many items not seen in normal houses or places. These were special things, designed to allow him to not only restrain these two beauties, but also to torture them in subtle ways, defile them against their will and to allow him to explore every devious thought he had.

"How are you feeling ladies" he asked as they stood at the door.
 
Khym shook her head for a moment, feeling a bit faint. Thinking that it's strange that the drinks would be hitting her so soon. It normally took a lot for them to hit her like this. Her hand felt the wall for some support. Shaking her head again for a moment, they didn't seem to notice, if they did she played off while gaining some sort of focus again.

"Yea, I'm fine. So you gonna tell us?"
 
Christie giggled. "I think I drank this a little fast." She said, waving her glass which was now empty. She went on, "I think you had best show us this room quick, cause i think i need to sit down."

As time passed, she was feeling even more dizzy and the room seemed to be developing a strange haze to it that pulled at the eyes and made her want to drift off into it. She shook her head, attempting to clear it of the cobwebs, but it didn't work.
 
Rick

He smiled to himself when he saw Khym's reaction to the drugs he had placed in her drink. Now he had both of them where he wanted them, lowered inhabitions, willing to respond to his demands and with a total loss of memory of the events that were to follow

Perfect, he thought

He stood before them and started his explaination of the room and what occured in there.

"Khym and Christie" he started " I have invited you here tonight as very special guests. Several special women were invited here to join me in my playroom, you are the first two to arrive, but who knows more may come by soon. I have lied to you , I am sorry, this evening is not a going away party but a coming out party

The girls looked at him quizically

"Yes, my beauties once you decide to enter my playroom you have agreed to allow me total control of you. To risk your dignity and self belief, to risk pain and to risk pleasure.

"Things will occur in there that you would have never thought possible. You will be physically and emotionally stretched until you are almost at breaking point. I guarantee both of you the pleasure you receive will be more explosive than you have ever dreamed.

"I want you to enter willingly. I am going in there now to prepare. If you agree to my conditions, wait five minutes and then knock on the door. As part of this agreement I want you only in your underwear so you must remove your outer layers before you enter.

"Am I understood?" he asked and entered the room , shutting the door , leaving them alone outside.
 
Khym thought for a moment, his words were a haze and distant. Take off my clothes? Yes, that sounds like a good idea.... It is hot in here... Five minutes? What? How the hell am I suppose to know when five minutes have gone by? God it's hot in here!

Hesitantly she started to strip out of her clothes, takeing her time mostly out of shyness, didn't even think about her husband, his name came to mind for a split second, but no longer than that. Embarrassed to be taking her clothes off, though, it did feel better. Cept the heat that was raising inside of her as she slowly knocked on the door. Having no idea how much time had passed, she just didn't want to be out here in her underwear in case others came is all she knew. Khyms' cheeks were flushed with shyness, she had never been unfaithful to her husband, yet, she couldn't stop herself from continuing.

Trying to cover herself with her hands as she waited for him to answer the door.
 
Yes, my beauties once you decide to enter my playroom you have agreed to allow me total control of you. To risk your dignity and self belief, to risk pain and to risk pleasure. Things will occur in there that you would have never thought possible. You will be physically and emotionally stretched until you are almost at breaking point. I guarantee both of you the pleasure you receive will be more explosive than you have ever dreamed.
"I want you to enter willingly. I am going in there now to prepare. If you agree to my conditions, wait five minutes and then knock on the door. As part of this agreement I want you only in your underwear so you must remove your outer layers before you enter.


Christie blinked dozily at him as the door closed. Her mind was fuzzy, running on 6 cylinders instead of the eight she usually employed and his sugestions seemed to make a lot of sense. Her clothing felt tight and grating on her skin that was so sensitive so she automaticly started to take it off.

She glanced over at Khym and saw she was doing the same thing. this helped negate the uneasy feeling that was trying to build in her tummy, making everything seem peachy keen. She was down to the bra and panties she had dressed in, and she felt a delicious thrill at knowing that everyone could see the delicate lace and the body it caressed.

She was about to knock on the door when she saw Khym do it first, so she just stepped forward a couple paces, holding her clothes bunched up in front of her and waited.
 
Rick:
He patiently waited for the knock on the door. He was interested to see if both of these sluts had taken enough of his potion to submit and agree to his request. It would take another 15 minutes or so to wear off and he wanted to have them in the room and restrained before that occured.

The room had taken several weeks to prepare. It was on the top floor of the house and was large with an open plan. On the beach side it was a huge expense of floor to ceiling windows. The view was even more spectacular than from the room they had been in earlier as they could see the whole bay where the house was situated.

The room was white, almost blinding in its starkness. The lighting was strong and there were no areas where his sluts could not be forced to expose themselves and they would be in shadow.

The room contained a large spa pool with strategically placed hooks and connections for his toys. It was all white with a broad wet area sourrounding it. A large circular "bed" dominated one side of the room. It was more brightly lit than the rest and also had connection points surrounding it for whatever evil device he decided to use on the cunts that were about to enter.

Two other frames were also placed against one wall, there were similar to the torture racks of old and he had specially designed them with some special, more modern attachments.

What he had not mentioned was that his long time servant was also there with him. Bryce was a freak of nature, an abomination of a human being that Rick had saved from the gutters of South Africa ten years before. He was 5' tall and very muscular, his face was scarred and gross to look at. He only had one eye, with a cavity where the other one used to exist. His body was disgusting, huge in shape but hard and muscular, covered in scars. His one incredible feature was his penis. It was huge, even when flacid. It hung down below his knees and was thick, thicker than a baseball bat. His hairy balls were also huge and they swing between his legs like two baseballs in a sac. Bryce was also black, as dark as any man that Rick had met. Another perculiarity was the Bryce did not speak, ever, as he had lost his tongue years before in a street fight in South Africa.

Rick loved his liitle helper and Bryce loved his master back with a passion as Rick had saved him from the gutters and given him a good life. He always travelled with Rick and would do anything Rick requested. He especially liked helping Rick with the dirty women he occasionallly collected.


The knock came quickly and Rick decided to let them wait as he changed into a pure while robe, shedding his clothes and making himself comfortable for a day or two of fun. Bryce took his clothes away and retired to an ante room and Rick opened the door.

There his beauties stood, both of them in their underwear, Christie in delicate lace underwear looking absolutely stunning, her platnum blonde hair cascading over her shoulders. She seemed a bit shy, holding her clothes in front of herself

Closely behind was Khym, also stripped to her underwear but trying to cover herself with her hands. Khym looked spectacular and her beautiful tanned skin and long legs made him take a very close look at her.

"Come in ladies", he smiled "Welcome to my playground, place your clothes over in the corner and then come stand in the middle of the room so our games may begin"
 
when Rick opened the door, Christie stepped into the room imeadiatly. Her natural curiosity was arroused, even though the full spectrum was dampened by the drug in her system. She gazed around in amazement at the almost palital quality to the room.

She was most caught by the spa though, its waters looked quite inviting, as though one could almost sink into them and stay forever. She looked then at the huge bed, and guessed that Rick must sleep in there regularly. She noticed the various attatchments and things spread throughout the room, but the signifigance was lost to her in her condition. she thought that most of them in fact were some kind of excercise equipment.

Glancing behind her, she saw Khym enter the room and found herself mildly amused at the way she was attempting to hide her partial nudity. Then she became aware of the way she was holding her own clothing protectively in front of herself and mentally chastized herself for being like the pot that called a kettle black and shifted her clothing to one hip to allow her body to be viewed.

She put her clothes in the corner as she had been instructed, then wandered into the middle of the room, her movements slow and languid. Though she may have looked seductive this way, the truth of the matter was, she was just feeling relaxed and compliant instead.

When she reached the middle of the room, she stopped and turned, facing Rick with her hands resting lightly on her hips. "So what games do you have in mind? And when can I try out that delicious looking spa thingy? It looks so nice..."
 
Khym looked around, still pretty iffy about this whole thing. Even with the fuzzy feeling her mind was going through, something was just nagging at the back of her mind. And this other girl was just a bit to relaxed. Just something wasn't right, but she couldn't place it.

Timidly she put down her clothes, least her stockings made her feel a little more dressed. But not much, she felt like some paid whore or somthing. It was just to unreal that she was doing this, away from her husband. Doing unknown things with another man, with her own willingness.

Despite things, the fuzzyness in her mind kept her body moving. Following his directions and Christie, almost feeling like a puppet right now. Her exposed vulnerablity was arousing her in ways she didn't think possible. The openness of this room didn't help either as she found herself in the middle of the room. Not sure where to place her hands so they were crossed over her chest.
 
Rick:
The girls stood in the middle of the room as he had requested, the plan had finally come to fruition. They looked very tasty, just like two flies caught in a web, and he was the spider who was about to devour them. It made him smile and for some heat to concentrate in his groin. The door was locked, the room soundproof and he had his tasty sluts just were he had planned for them to be. This will be fun.

What first he thought? Christie seemed to be very confident in herself and Khym still seemed to be reluctant to be here. he decided Khym needed to be challenged first.

How would they react to his challenge, interesting to think .

Rick then went to the bar and made himself a drink. Bourbon with a dash of coke...lots of ice. He seated himself in the only comfortable chair in the room and quietly sipped his drink. He quietly looked at the two beauties standing before him and said "No, you may be lucky enough to use to spa to sooth your sore bodies later but for now I have one simple request"

" Khym, I want you to secure Christie to that frame over against the wall. If she resists or you don't do it properly you will be punished"
 
Khym stood there a moment, shocked at what he was saying. A slight shiver ran through her. She's never looked at another female, let alone touch them, and here he wants her to do restrain her?

This is just a game right? How bad can the punishment be? Her doubt was starting to make her light headed, as if she was coming off a hangover or something. Looking at Christie, taking her by the elbow lightly at first and guided her towards the wall slowly, seeing how she would react. Once at the wall, Khym started with her wrists, binding them to the wall.
 
" Khym, I want you to secure Christie to that frame over against the wall. If she resists or you don't do it properly you will be punished"

Christies' first instinct was to giggle in disbelief at this decree, but as Khym started toward her, the laugh died in her throat. She started a little as Khym's soft hand wrapped around her elbow. Bemused, she allowed herself to be led to the wall. She didn't really react as her first wrist was shackled, but the feel of the restraints made her suddenly feel uneasy.

She let her other wrist recieve the same treatment, but she didnt go as easily this time. There was a dicernable tenseness to her muscles and Khym had to exert extra force to achieve her goal.

Christie wasn't precisely thinking about Rick's mock (or so she thought) threat, but a part of her subconcious may have been thinking of it, adding to the resistance she was putting up. Finally, her wrists were secure and she could feel her head starting to slowly clear.

She wondered what she had gotten herself into, but since she was already restrained, she could do very little but watch and wait. She sensed she had been drugged with something, and decided that the best course of action was to pretend she was still under the influence of it while she assessed the situation. She had been blessed with a higher metabolism than most and processed things much more quickly than most. Therefore she figured she could get away with this pretense.
 
Khym ~

Christies' resistant told Khym that she to was coming off what appeared to be a drug. It's when Khym starts thinking that she comes off things a bit faster. She can be drunk as all hell, but come down from it within minutes. Granted this was taking a bit more time to come down from but she could feel it.

After Christies' wrists were finally bound, not touching any other part of her body, Khym crouched down and bound her ankles. Now Christie was bound to the frame against the wall just as he wanted.

Khym stood up keeping her back towards Rick, looking slightly in a daze at Christie. Khym almost acted like she was about to undo the restraints.
 
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Rick:
Christie was now secured on the frame by Khym. It amused Rick how Khym did not touch Christie other than was absolutely necessary when she secured her. Maybe she had never been with a woman before.......?

The frame that Christie was secured to was a special design he had made weeks before, just for this type of party. It was like one used in Operating Rooms to stretch out patients. Little did they know that it could place a victim in varying positions depending on His desire. There was a narrow section to support the back and head and then four "arms", where Khym had secured Christies arms and legs.

Rick stood and approached the sluts. He was a dominating figure in his white robe. He then said to Khym "I have a treat for you today, I want to to remove Christie's underwear and lick her cunt. I want you to make her cum. If you fail or refuse I have a surprise for both of you that will be VERY unpleasant" With that he moved the frame and instead of Christie standing up she was laying on the back in the crucifix position. Arms wide, legs wider.

Rick smiled, the drugs had surely worn off by now....what will be their reaction?
 
Christie found her new position mostly comfortable, but she wasn't all that happy with the way she was now on display like an animal being sold or something. Instinctively she tried to close her legs to shield her body form view but gave a low groan of frustration when she couldn't.

"I have a treat for you today, I want to to remove Christie's underwear and lick her cunt. I want you to make her cum. If you fail or refuse I have a surprise for both of you that will be VERY unpleasant"

Christie stiffened. It wasn't as though she hadn't done that sort of thing before, but she wasn't really prepared to go through it with Khym. She didn't really know the girl, and previously, all her lovers both female and male both had to be of a far more friendly personal relationship than they currently shared.

She lifted her head and stared first at Khym, then at Rick, trying to guage the way it was going to go. She was quite nervous at the threat of an unpleasant surprise, but she wasn't sure she could hold up her end of the bargain either. She felt like she was far to nervous to even think about cumming, and if Khym went that route, she had to be pretty good to be able to achieve the desired result.

She found Rick looking quite forbidding in his white robe, quite dominant in fact and she felt a thrill of fear dart through her. Khym on the other hand, she couldn't read at all. she was just standing there and Christie dropped her head back, knowing whatever happened was all up to the other woman, she was powerless at this moment.
 
"I've.... I've never done anything like that..... I've never done anything with another female...."

Lowering head almost ashamed of admitting such a thing, Rick was finding out just how shy Khym really was, despite how she dressed. Though, she did have to admit Christie did look extremly exotic like that, but she was starting to get scared. And khym was only scared of displeasing him and getting punished.

"I don't know if I can do this...."

Spoke softly, fear obvious in her voice as the drug was out of her system now, the fear and doubt drove it out, making her sobber and all the more shy and timid.
 
Rick:
"Hurry up cunt" he yelled "Suck on that pussy or you will feel a taste of this" Rick held up a special electric prod and waved it to her.

This nasty device was programmed to give varying degrees of shock to it's victim depending on the pressure he put on the handle. It was shaped like a thick , long dildo and made of shiny metal.

"This baby will sting you like you have never been stung before" he said.
"Now suck cunt, or you feel your FIRST taste of it."

He looked over at Christie and took delight in her positioning, spreadeagled on the frame. She was starting to look a bit smug laying there so he decided to show them how well his toy worked. He placed the prod against her inner thigh and gave it a gentle squeeze. Immediately a short flash of current travelled into her delicate skin sending current up and down her leg. She convulsed and moaned with the pain.

"There, you pieces of crap, see how my toy can make you jump?, now suck her clit and finger her pussy till she comes or you both will feel some more"
 
"Hurry up cunt! Suck on that pussy or you will feel a taste of this"

Christie jerked her head up at the angry forceful voice. She stared at Rick, then at the device he was waving around. She didnt imeadiatly recognise it, but she did have to bite her lips to withhold the initial impulse to laugh...It was shaped like a dildo and her first thought was What, you going to torture me by fucking me? Thats a laugh.

She did feel nervous as he added, "This baby will sting you like you have never been stung before. Now suck cunt, or you feel your FIRST taste of it." She realised it had to be more than it first looked.

This was proven when he suddenly pressed it to her thigh and a sudden sharp pain ran through her entire body starting from the point of contact and radiating in all directions. She squeaked sharply in response and jerked against her bindings. The pain forced an additional moan of discomfort out of her and she quivered in reaction as the implement was finally withdrawn.

"There, you pieces of crap, see how my toy can make you jump?, now suck her clit and finger her pussy till she comes or you both will feel some more"

It was right about then Christie realised there was probably going to be little pleasure involved for herself, and the only one that would get a lot of enjoyment from the night would be Rick himself.

She stared at Khym and silently asked her to comply. She figured if the inexpirienced girl wasn't able to get her off, she could fake it-hadn't she had to do so with enough of her other boyfriends?
 
Khym stared wide eyed at what he was holding, then proved that it had a *bite*. She started to tremble slightly, not wishing to feel that against her skin, or worse inside her. From the looks of it it was meant to go inside...

Slowly Khym leaned forward on her knees, never got up from when she did the ankles. Her tongue with extreme slowness ran the entire slit, *tasting* her slowly so he would know that she was really tasting her slit.

Reluctantly, very, reluctantly she raised her fingers and pressed them inside the silky cunt, feeling it grip around two of her fingers. Khyms' lips found the special clit and began to suck hard on it, flicking her tongue fast and hard over the bare clit.

She was only doing what her husband did to her many times. Hopeing she was doing it right and it will make Rick happy. Khym felt strangly aroused as she moaned deeply, vibrating against the clit as her fingers probed, squirmed and pressed against her G-spot.
 
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