In Servitude

angelique127

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I sat at the mirrored make-up table, slowly brushing my dark hair, trying to sort out the days events. So many questions without answers ran through my mind. Why were we here....who was this Drake Mc Finn and how did my husband know him ? How could my husband, Kyle, sleep so soundly in that guest bed, while I sat here, a jumble of nerves. True, he had assured me, everything would be alright, that we were on a simple vacation, to his friend's Drake's castle estate, but just who was this Drake, and how come I had never heard of him before ? I was told that I would find out tomorrow at dinner. Well, it was hard for me to wait that long, patience was never one of my virtues. Nevertheless......I had no choice, but I thought back to this morning.......


Kyle had told me the night before, that we were going to take a little drive up the California coast to the Monterey Bay area, to stay overnight at a friend's castle. Although excited, I was somewhat puzzled, this was so unlike my husband to suddenly take off from his job. We have been married for four years now, and I couldn't remember once, except for our honeymoon, that he ever took me anyplace, because his career always came first. To say he was dedicated to his job and the pursuit of money was an understatement.Yes, he did provide me with a comfortable lifestyle. At least until recently.
Even more confusing was when he told me not to pack anything, that he would purchase what I needed in Carmel on the way. While I found this very strange ... lately he had strongly suggested that I curb my shopping sprees, which included buying expensive clothes and jewelry. Now Kyle told me that I would be provided with everything I needed.
I must say it was a beautiful May morning when we left our Los Angele's home. Of course Kyle wanted to put the top down on the Mercedes as the day warmed up, but I protested... not wanting the wind to destroy my hair that took an hour to do. The scenery along the coastal highway was simply breathtaking. After realizing Kyle was not going to answer my questions about our destination, except to smile and say it was like our second honeymoon, I sat back and tried to relax.
We ate a late lunch in Carmel and I fell in love with the place. Afterwards, true to his word, Kyle stood by while I chose a rather stunning white dress with matching shoes and stockings, and a nightgown to wear tonight. What I couldn't believe was he didn't even blink when I paid the bill with cash from his billfold.
I must say I was totally overwhelmed when we continued down 17 Mile Drive and we pulled into this....castle.....perched on a rocky cliff above the ocean......it was if we had stepped back in time.....and the sun turned everything gold as it set over the beautiful landscape.......

CAST OF CHARACTERS

Angelique- Spoiled, wealthy wife...turned submissive slave to a cruel master...
Kyle/ ms boy- her weak husband...who gambles and losses everything...including her.
Drake/ makofin- cruel slavemaster, living an ancient lifestyle...in his castle on the cliff....
Sebella/ katalynn- hired as a cook...turned submissive slave and prisoner.
Gill Bates/ phoenix prime.. international slavemaster, friend to Drake...
 
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Drake Mc Finn's

character will be played by Makofin;

I watched on the moniter as she and her pathetic husband ,Kyle, stepped into my marbled foyer, after being greeted at the double door by my butler Carl.
There was no doubt......Angelique was a Goddess! Simply perfect for what I had in mind. Immediatly the camera zoomed in on this raven-haired beauty as she stood, somewhat in awe at her surroundings. Her dark brown eyes....the window to her soul...which I soon would pocess....her lips that I would soon have the pleasure to taste....on down to the swell of her breasts.Downward to her hips and round ass...concealed by that short black skirt of course, leaving her legs exposed below...for my view and yes....they were perfect too.
Fianally....a challenge worthy of my attention !!!!!!
 
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In the guest quarters.....

I stared at my reflection in the mirror before gazing over at my snoring husband, who lay covered under the blankets. Some second honeymoon I thought, dissapointed. Myself, I was too strangely excited to sleep. That was when I decided to take a hot bath in the whirlpool. Earlier I had discovered the tub after exploring our second floor quarters and our attached bathroom. Being unable to find a light switch, I carried a candle with me to light the others on the marbled ledge and step. It took awhile for it to fill with water, so I undressed, looking at my naked reflection on the mirrored wall. Before climbing in, I pulled my long hair up in a hasty ponytail. Then I poured another glass of wine from the bottle, Carl the butler had so thoughtfully provided.
What a strange day this had been. After being informed by Carl that our mysterious host, Mr. Mc Finn, would not be home until late tomorrow, he served us drinks on the patio while we watched the rest of the sun set, turning the world purple it seemed. It wasn't long before Kyle announced he was exhausted from the long drive and needed some rest. Some things never change
I reached up and pushed the button, turning on the jets. Suddenly these powerful streams of bubbles erupted , one of them being right under my ass cheeks. I closed my eyes....smiling at the sensation. Who needed Kyle anyway ?
Soon my fingers found that secret place between my legs.....and whoever this Drake is....he is very, very rich !!!
 
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In the masters chambers....

I watched her as she bathed.My God, she was simply stunning! Yes, I have the pleasure of training several young beautiful women throughout the years, but this would be my first married lady. While the others had been rather easy, I felt this one....Angelique, offered a unique challenge, and besides this would be different. For once, instead of training them for other rich buyer's, I planned to keep this one for myself. That was not to say she wouldn't be exposed to the same amount of servitude, the breaking in process. That was all part of the plan.
Tomorrow at dinner, it would begin. Angelique would be introduced to a new way of life......unlike any other she had ever experienced or could imagine.

The hidden video camera continued to catch the erotic image of Angelique enjoying herself in the whirlpool. Her head was thrown back and her eyes closed.....lips slightly parted. Although I couldn't see her hands underneath the gushing bubbles, I knew what they were doing. Her face was......radiant !
 
the next morning....

It was a beautiful morning I observed while looking out the picture window in the guest quarters. The view was magnificant, with the green mountains, the blue sky and ocean...the waves crashing on the rocks.
" Come look at this darling." I tried to coax Kyle, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, over to the window to share my moment.
" I've seen it before sweetheart."
He hardly said a word ever since he awoke this morning. It was easy to see in was in a bad mood, about what I hadn't a clue. Did I really expect this weekend to be any different than any other ? No, Kyle just wasn't very romantic. Despite my knowledge of this fact , I had hoped that maybe....Kyle would have ravished me last night, here in this castle, instead of just falling asleep.
As always I let my mind drift off to other matters.....besides it was time to go down to breakfast, which would be served on the garden terrace. I wonder what this Drake is like ? Perhaps a knight in shining armor.
 
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Dinner conversation.....

I stood up from the table when they entered the room. For a few seconds I had the pleasure of looking in her eyes. We must have appeared frozen...like two statues. Never taking my eyes off of her , I broke the silence.
" Are you not going to introduce me to your lovely wife ?"
" Yeah, sorry. This is my wife....Angelique ." Kyle said, moving to her side.
" I am enchanted," I whispered, kissing her hand, "Angelique...you are a goddess."
Kyle held his hand out to shake, which I ignored....choosing instead to seat his wife at the table.
" Thank you, sir " she whispered.

Throughout the course of dinner, starting with salad and the main entre' being prawn scampi, served by the loyal Carl, our conversation centered on Angelique. It would be safe to say, we played alittle game called; Divide and Conquer. Did I have an unfair advantage ? Yes, I did , already knowing certain things about the situation of their marriage. That, and the fact we were playing by my rules.
One could assume correctly that Angelique was less than happy. Here she was, this beautiful woman, virtually ignored by her husband, who was motivated solely upon wealth and the pursuit of financail gain. What she didn't know....yet....was he had made a big mistake. I'm sure she was somewhat aware of his gambling problem but not aware of the full extent. It was simple....I now owned his car, the house......and was about to take his wife.
That was the reason he just sat there, afraid to open his mouth while, I lavished compliments to his wife, praising her beauty. Angelique was like a sponge, soaking it all up. I could tell she was enjoying the attention. She hardly took her eyes off of me, I was pleased to notice, and also acted as if her hubby didn't exist.
Carl, who was standing nearby, quickly re-filled her glass of wine.....
 
Dining Room

This Drake Mc Finn held my complete undivided attention. I must admit....I was fascinated. Not exactly what I had expected really... I had imagined someone older, not so goodlooking and charming.There was something else about him.....an air of confidence. It was evident in the way he controlled the conversation, by ignoring my husband, treating him with a certain amount of distain.....while focusing completely on me.
And boldly undressing me with his eyes.
At one point during dinner, while sipping my wine, I glanced over at Kyle, who looked so miserable.....and wondered why he didn't just stand up, grab my hand and make a sudden exit....and get me away from this man.
What kind of hold did Drake have over him ? But like so many other guestions I had about this strange weekend, it went unanswered. For now.

With dinner finished, Drake suggested moving to the game room........
 
The Game Room....

I shut the double oak doors behind us.
Kyle sat at the bar, next to his wife on the barstools. Standing behind the polished countertop, I poured Kyle a double shot of Jack, he was going to need it.
" And what would the lady like ?"
She hesitated, not really sure. Wasting no more time, I poured her a glass of brandy, along with mine.
'' Your house is simply amazing'' Angelique commented.
" Thank you, although it requires two maids to maintain it." I almost laughed at her bewildered innocence.
" I guess so, it is so huge."
I felt the time for small talk was over. "Kyle...are you going to tell her...or am I ?"
Kyle suddenly downed the entire glass of whiskey, placing it upon the bar for a re-fill. He winced. I poured another.
"Tell me what?" Angelique asked.
"Perhaps you better make yourself more comfortable" I suggested, nodding towards the couch. She did not resist as I led her over to it.
" What is going on here?" Upon sitting down she crossed her legs I noticed. I, on the other hand , removed my suit jacket, bracing myself for what was to come. Leaning back on the billard table, crossing my arms, I waited......
Such a coward . I thought.
After a few seconds, without looking at her, he spoke.....
" Well Angel.....it seems that I-I lost everything here....t-t-to Mr Mc Finn. And I do mean everything....." To his credit he finally looked her in the eye.
"You what!!!! How in the world did you do that?"
 
Kyle

Kyle bowed his head, looking sick. "I... I... I... have this little problem", Kyle stuttered, "I mean it was a sure thing." His voice dropped to a whisper, "There was no way I could lose".

"He owns it all, the house, the car, all our savings, and now...", "Kyles voice dropped away to nothing. Kyle began again after clearing his throat, "... we are to be his servants. I'm taking over Carl's job as butler, and you are his new maid".

Kyle straightened up, brushed off his suit and excused himself, "I have to go clear the dining table now".


OOC: I am msboy8, now playing Kyle and have the privilege of 'playing' opposite two great writers, angelique127 and his lordship, makofin.
 
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On the couch.....

I have never before...in all my life....felt like I was going to faint. This COULD not be HAPPENING to me. This just wasn't real....
I must be dreaming !!!!!
How could my husband, who I love and trust.....do something like this?
Drake held both of my shaking hands in his. I was aware of how strong they were. How strong he was. He began to comfort me.....
" I know you are shocked, Angelique, but everything will be fine. It is not as bad as it seems."
" How could he ?" I couldn't help it help it.......the tears ran down my cheeks. I buried my face in his musled shoulder.
The next thing I knew his strong arms surrounded me. I felt so safe....for the first time in a long while........and I closed my eyes...feeling so tired...so drowsy.
 
The game room.....continued

I held Angelique in my arms until I knew she was asleep, then I eased her gently back on the soft leather couch.The measured dose of Quazepam, administered via her food, had done it's job. I had anticipated a outburst on her part when she had found out her fate......a fate that I don't think she fully understood yet....but that would be dealt with when she awoke.
I walked to the bar and poured myself a drink, silently toasting the sucess of my plan. For over two months I plotted....waiting patiently for this day. Originally , Kyle was to go home after delivering his wife to me, but Carl was ready to retire so....Kyle would replace him. Let him watch while I trained his wife. Speaking of.......I rang the bell.
Before long he stood before me.
" Carry Angelique upstairs and place her in the slave quarters.Once there you are to undress her....In the closet you will find a white transparent gown. Put that on her, and bolt the door behind you."
Kyle turned to leave.
" Kyle , at no time are you to talk or touch Angelique without my permission...is that understood ?" I warned.
He nodded.
" And where are you going ? She is over there ... you fool !"
" I was g-g-going to...ask C-C-Carl to help me carry her."
" Carl could do it by himself. And stop that stuttering !!!"
" Yes sir."
 
Kyle

Carl had given me a quick explanation of my duties and an idea of where things were, so I knew how to get to the slave quarters.

I picked up Angelique, my wife, and started upstairs. My wife, I thought, not anymore. I had let her down and our marraige would NOT survive this. I got to the top of the stairs and went to the slave quarters, it was empty.

I laid Angelique on the bed and took her clothes off. As I was stripping her, I remembered the times we had made love. Lately they were few and far between, but I was still attracted to her.
Oh well, I had thrown that away.

I started to sob as I dressed her in the white transparent gown. She looked so lovely, but that was not for me to notice anymore. I left the room and bolted the door on Angelique and my old life.

I wiped away my tears and went down to report to Mr. Mc Finn. It would not do to show him I still had feelings for her. Time to get on with my new life of servitude and to leave my emotions and former life behind.
 
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The training begins.....Day 1

It must have happened in the middle of the night.It was hard to tell as their were no windows or clocks in my chambers. I remember Drake sitting beside me on the bed, when I opened my eyes for a second. He smiled before injecting the drug into my arm. It came as a surprise, so I saw no reason to resist or protest. Before long I drifted off again.....
Sometime later I remember it was Kyle who came in to wake me.....slowly I came to my senses.
" You are to put these on." he hissed, holding a maids outfit on his arm.
I sat there a moment....my mind clearing up.
" How dare you speak to me like that! This is all your fault."
" Just put these on and co-operate. Listen...I'm not supposed to talk to you."
" I am not wearing that !" All of a sudden I noticed WHAT I was wearing.....
"Please Angel....don't make this difficult!!!" Kyle pleaded, almost in tears.
For some reason I burst out laughing.This situation was unbelievable.....this had to be a dream. I glanced up at my husband?
"It isn't funny, Angelique.....do you want to be punished!"
He was so serious this just made me laugh some more.
In frustration Kyle.....the new manservant.... {hee hee} threw the clothes on the bed and stormed out. I heard the bolt slam shut. I stopped laughing.


Suddenly in a frantic state, I ran to the closet to find something to wear....it was empty. So I returned to the bed and pulled off the blanket, using it to cover my near nakedness, just in time to hear the bolt slam loudly and the heavy door swing open....I stood frozen in place, staring at Drake....my new master....and he did not seem amused.
 
training day 1.....

Angelique stood, breasts heaving, with a look of defiance on her pretty face.
My expression was one of pure displeasure....although I was amused.
With three quick strides I stood before her, grabbed the blanket and tossed it aside.....her eyes now wide with fear...and before she knew what happened, the handcuffs, which had been in the pocket of my robe, were around her wrists, and secured to the bedpost. My disobient servant knelt on the floor, ass cheeks in the air, at my feet.
" NO PLEASE....I'm sorry !" Angelique struggled againest the restraints, twisting and turning.
" First lesson of the day slave.....do not interrupt my breakfast !"
" I'm so sorry....sir.....I promise....I won't do it again !!!"
All this....and I have not even spanked her yet
I ripped the gown down the back, fully exposing her perfect taunt butte to my view... and the sting off the brush.
{ SLAP }
" OH GOD...NO!!! I PROMISE...I'LL BEHAVE !!!" she pleaded.
{ SLAP } Harder this time.
" STOP ...PLEASE. I'LL DO ANYTHING."
Again I brought the brush down { WHACK }
" You are no longer a spoiled....{SLAP] pampered.... {SLAP }rich bitch....{*SLAP } who gets everything she wants. You are nothing but my slave ....who will OBEY {again } her master. Is that UNDERSTOOD ?"
" Oh yes...m-master...I'm s- so sorry...it won't happen again." she whimpered.
For a moment I debated whether or not to continue...Instead I looked up at Kyle, who had been watching.
" YOU get her dressed this time...I'm hungary."
 
Kyle

Kyle watched as Angelique tried to resist, then paid the price. I am learning fast and I tried to warn her, perhaps now she will realize her old life is gone and would do what was needed to survive.

Mr. Mc Finn finished disciplining Angelique, ordered me to get her dressed, then left. I picked up the discarded maids outfit one piece at a time and had her put it on. Showing her sympathy would only confuse her. I lorded over her as I was Mr. Mc Finns representative and under his orders. I may be his servant, but she was his slave.

I ordered her to hurry up getting dressed, made sure she looked presentable and followed her down to the kitchen.
 
Angel.....

To begin with.....words could not....even come close to desribing what I felt....this all had to be a dream.....here I was in a castle for Christsake....I mean really....with a man claiming to be my Master.....{and oh my...... Drake was strong, powerful, and wealthy...not to mention...tall , dark and handsome }....what was NOT to like......Why should I bother to resist ?

I descended the stairs slowly....careful in my high heels. What had he given me...to make me feel so good?

On the other hand...my dear hubby... who was following me down these very stairs...was the one who had betrayed me...was the who dressed me as a domestic servant for another man....who lost EVERYTHING we had ever owned...who did not even put up a fight for me....who had been less than honest... in more ways than one...the one who jumped at his new master's commands...the one who let him spank me just like a little girl.... [which still stung...in more ways than one } and who was the one who actually was.... so eager to please our new master...WHO was the one who really only mattered....

Drake sat at the long... ancient.... bare... dinning room table....with a sly grin on his arrogant face....



Light the candles, put the lock upon the door...
You have sent the maid home early...
Like a thousand times before.
Like a castle in it's corner....
In a mid evil game....
I forsee terriable trouble, but I stay here just the same.

I don't want to do your dirty...no more
I'm a fool to do your dirty work...oh yeah
I don't want to do your dirty work...no more.
 
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training day 1...

Angelique knelt at my feet as I ate. I could tell she was feeling the full effects of the Valium that had been adminstered earlier. She sat calmly, her eyes downcast in the maid outfit. My breakfast though, cooked by Kyle, left alot to be desired. Perhaps I needed to hire a cook, now that Carl was gone. A simple phone call could remedy that later.
" Maid."
Immediately Angelique was on her feet to clear my plate. As she bent over to reach for a platter, I used to oppurtunity to look at her panty clad ass, revealed under the short skirt and apron. Very nice indeed... The skimpy white see-thru panties did little to hide that fact.
I resisted the desire to touch....
" After you are finished clearing to table, I want you to go to the game room." I informed her.
Then I rang the bell. Kyle came running within seconds.
" When you are finshed cleaning the kitchen, I want you to polish the armor on the statue." refering to the one that stood at the front entrance.

Angelique was using a pink feather duster to clean off various objects around the game room. I watched in silence for awhile, before approaching her, the studded collar in my hands. She stopped what she was doing, a startled expression on her face at first...then acceptance...as she bowed her head for me to place it around her neck.
"Do not take it off, unless I order you too."
" Yes master." she whispered.
" One of your very first lessons...will be to please me."
Angelique did not say anything, would not meet my eyes...only looked at my chest ...only inches away.
" Untie my robe."
She did as I commanded, and I let it slip from my shoulders. I stood completely naked.
" Now....kiss my chest."
Again she obeyed, lightly kissing around my nipples, her fingers gently touching me on my flat, hard muscled stomach.
I let her continue what she was doing for a moment....enjoying my power over her...before pushing her down to her knees.
" Oh my !" my little maid breathed.
I gazed down at her....entangling my fingers in her dark hair. With my other hand I gripped my cock....which was almost hard by now....extending to it's full length and thickness...
'' I want you to use your tongue on me ....lick underneath." I instructed.
My cock swelled even more as Angelique's wet tongue traveled up my entire thick shaft, slowly.....until she reached the tip....to start all over again. I let her take her time...gave no further instructions, her hand reaching up to grip me...on thier own. I was pleasantly surprised when her lips enclosed around me...
" That's it...just like that, Angelique." I groaned, my hips starting to move,"Please your master."
Sensing a presence, a feeling of being watched, I turned my head to see Kyle standing in the doorway....with a look of contempt on my face, I spoke to him.
" You're welcome to come in and watch while your wife is being...trained."
 
Kyle

I heard Mr. Mc Finn ring the bell. I quickly went to him in the dining room. His breakfast had only been half eaten, apparently he didn't enjoy it. What did I know of cooking anyway, Angelique had always done the cooking. Oh well, I would try harder.

I easily cleaned up the kitchen then polished the statue like I was ordered. At least my arms would develope muscles. I went to report that I was finished with my chores.

Mr. Mc Finn was naked in the game room with Angelique, wearing a studded collar, kneeling before him licking his massive, hard cock. Hmmm, I thought and I got to clean-up the kitchen and polish a statue.

Mr. Mc Finn noticed me standing in the doorway to the Game Room. He was not happy to see me, but he said I could stay to watch Angelique being trained. That was good because her submissiveness to him and her actions had me spell bound. I moved out of the doorway and stood off to the side, where I could get a good view. My cock arising of its own accord.
 
the Game Room....

When Drake approached me and placed the collar around my neck, all thoughts of further resistance slipped away. I guess it was the combination of the drug, my husband's betrayal, partly in spite, and this....powerful man. I must admit my instant attraction to him the first time I saw him, when he kissed my hand. I saw no reason to fight it any longer...
My hands were shaking when I unfastened the belt of his robe. As it fell to the floor my eyes widened with amazement... the muscles on his hairless chest and arms were bigger than I had thought. I've always admired a guys with big, strong biceps His body was deeply tanned, from head to toe...but it was when he had forced me to my knees that I was really impressed.
He was very large...and his cock wasn't fully erect...yet. Believe me, it was almost twice the size of Kyle's, but then Kyle was rather small anyway.
I did my best to please my new master, using my tongue, lips and fingernails...and I could tell he liked it, as he grew harder in my willing mouth.Soon his hips began to move....and his grip tightened on my hair.
Then I heard him speak to kyle...who must of been watching.

Good...let him eat his heart out If anything, Drakes movements became faster. I let the fingers of my free hand slip down...and lightly touch the sheer materail of my moist panties. Before long...they slid
under the edge to massage my wet pussy...
Drake must have noticed what I was doing
" Did I order you to touch yourself, slave?"
Needless to say, I did not answer, but my busy tongue responded by flicking faster and I tried to swallow his cock deeper...I felt his whole body tense, and his fingers curl in my hair, then the throbbing....
Drake exploded, I could taste it now.....
 
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I felt the tingling sensation travel up my spine and did not try to hold back.
I died my little death...
Recovering quickly, not pausing to rest, I lifted Angelique in my arms to carry her to the pool table, where I laid her on the hard surface.
"So, I see my servant likes playing with herself. Maybe she needs to be punished for being naughty."
"Please , not again, sir."
Holding her by the ankles, I drew her legs apart. What a sight to behold. I have always loved silk stockings on a woman with fine long legs.
" Then show me what you were doing." I told her.
Angelique's manicured fingernails almost dissappeared underneath her sheer panties. " Yes sir."
I heard Kyle's heavy breathing close behind me. I had forgotten he was there.
Placing her calves on my broad shoulders, I reached down to pull her panties off to get a better view. Removing them, I held them to my nose to inhale Angelique's muskey scent. the essence of a female.
Wanting to taste her, I bent over until my face was just inches from her pussy. With satisfaction I noted she was shaven, leaving some silky hair above. Again I inhaled her fragrance, before allowing my tongue to slid slowly up her creamy slit.
" My God...your wife is WET " I spoke more to Kyle than her. " Didn't you say you always wanted to watch another man take your wife?"
My hands, holding her ass cheeks now, lifted her to me, as my mouth pressed inside the wet, soft folds of Angel's cunt.
She moaned and at the same time spread her legs wider for me. I continued to eat her pussy....applying pressure with my tongue and lips...while her hips moved on my mouth ...harder...faster....as she gave gasps of pleasure.
Angelique's fingers now grabbed my own ponytail, to pull me to her as she rode my entire face. I could sense the orgasm building....knew it was approaching...
" OH MY GOD!!! I NEVER....OH DRAKE...PLEASE DON"T...EVER STOP!!!"
My naughty maid was in a frenzy....about to go over the edge... it was her turn to erupt !!!!!
 
Kyle

Kyle stood still while Angelique sucked and played with Mr. Mc Finn's large cock. She hadn't been like this with him. Kyle looked down at the rather small bulge in his pants. Maybe it was the size, he kidded himself. Kyle had never been much of a husband or lover to Angelique.

He watched her touch herself as she sucked and received a reprimand from Mr. Mc Finn. That would teach her, he thought. He felt like he was in a movie, that none of this was real, but his erection certainly was. He had no hope of touching Angelique again, but that didn't mean he couldn't fantasize and jack-off later tonight.

Kyle watched as Mr. Mc Finn came in her mouth, then lifted her on to the pool table. Mr. Mc Finn removed Angelique's panties and held them to his nose. I was so intent on what was happening, I jumped a little when Mr. Mc Finn told me that my wife, Angelique, was so wet. And asked me if I said I wanted to see some other man take my wife. I was about to answer him, but I saw he didn't care about a response from me.

He was enthralled with Angelique's wet snatch and put her legs on his shoulders. He pulled her pussy into his face and started eating her, right there on the pool table. Hopefully, I wouldn't have to clean it up after them.

As Mr. Mc Finn ate Angelique's pussy, she screamed, " OH MY GOD!!! I NEVER....OH DRAKE...PLEASE DON"T...EVER STOP!!!"
I gulped when she said that, it was just another sign to me that she was no longer my wife and that our lives had changed drastically.
 
angelique....

It happened after he slipped a wet finger into my 'other hole'. The combined pressure of that and Drake's tongue on just the right spot, sent me over the edge. I felt my toes curl inside my heels. I grabbed my breasts, pinching my own nipples, as my back arched...
" OH God....YES."
My master stood, gazing down at me with brooding dark eyes. Never taking his eyes off of me, he spoke to Kyle, " Get me those nipple clamps." and to me he added," Stand on your feet !"
Drake did assist , helping me to my feet. Then he reached behind me to unzip my dress, pulling it down to expose my breasts. I tripped as my heel snagged,stepping out of the outfit.
" I see my little slut likes to play with her nipples."
I said nothing, only stood there waiting in my remaining petticoat, black stockings and heels, with my hands covering my breasts. After Kyle returned with small chain device and handed it to Drake, I caught a glimpse of his penis
So he had enjoyed watching....
Drake nodded to him, and suddenly my arms were siezed from behind... They must be in this together... I thought, but before I knew it, I felt a sharp pain on my left nipple as the clamp was applied. I bit my lip when the other was put on. My nipples are so sensative....I could probably cum by someone just sucking them...but Kyle didn't even know this.
"These will have to do until we can pierce her. " Drake commented.
I wanted to say that they were not piercing anything, but I didn't. I had a feeling Drake wanted me to protest.....Instead I remained silent...like a good little slave....while he ran the attached chain up through the ring on my studded collar....
 
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the game room....

Using the chain as a leash, I led my slave over to the couch, where I ordered her to lie down on her back. I briefly considered going down to the dungeon, but we had time for that later. Next I addressed Kyle, who was standing behind me, as usual.
" You, are to kneel and watch. Do NOT touch yourself in any way!"
He looked dissappointed, but so be it. Turning around, I knelt on the floor, my mouth just inches from Angelique's clamped nipples. Removing the nearest, I began to kiss around it, using my tongue at times. Her body tensed.....and I knew I had found one of her weaknesses. Within seconds, her nipple grew hard, stiffened under my tongue. Before long, she was twisting and turning, her back arched.....then my fingers joined in, rubbing and lightly pinching.
Again, Angelique's hand slipped down between her legs, I noticed.....believe me, I enjoyed the sight of this beautiful woman....twisting in pleasure and pain. I enjoyed it so much that I was growing hard again....
 
Kyle [//b]

Kyle needed no coaching, when Mr. Mc Finn was handed the nipple clamps, he was ready. He grabbed Angelique from behind so Mr. Mc Finn could put them on without interfearance. After all, Mr. Mc Finn was in charge. The better Kyle served him, the better he would be when this finally ended. Mr. Mc Finn wasn't a bad sort to work for, at least as a butler. HaHa

Mr. Mc Finn told me to kneel behind him and NOT to touch myself. Oh well, my fun would have to wait. Mr. Mc Finn was having fun playing with Angelique's nipples, he even took one of the clamps off so he could suck on it. I could see that Angelique was enjoying her 'misery'. She couldn't keep her hands from herself. What a slut she had turned out to be. Mr. Mc Finn was welcome to her. And he enjoyed having her. This I could see by his hardening cock.

I have to admit I was enjoying it and getting hard too, but I didn't count in the grand scheme of things.
 
Angelique.....

Oh God....make him stop.
This was almost too much to bear.
" SIR....you have to stop....PLEASE!!!!!" I begged.
My finger found my swollen clit and manipulated it.
" Oh please.....no more."
Drake ignored me, continuing to tease me with his mouth...driving me crazy...sucking and licking my sensitive nipples, pushing my button, sort of speak. Just as I thought that I couldn't take any more....he replaced the clamp.... holding the chain in his teeth...
In an instant, Drake moved between my thighs....holding my legs apart with his hands.....letting his huge, erect cock touch the lips of my helpless pussy.....
" GET OVER HERE, BOY, AND HOLD YOUR WIFE'S LEGS OPEN FOR ME !!!!
My husband jumped to obey, of course, I wanted to protest.....but it did not really matter at this point. As strange as it all seemed...I did not BELONG with Kyle...it was like I had never really known him, after all....
At this very second I belonged to Drake.....HE was MY master... AND HE WAS A MAN...... he was in control...there could be no doubt...


He was going to fuck me...and I wanted him to...
Using his free hand, Drake guided his large cock all over the entrance of my spread pussy...he teased me by inserting just enough of it in...about an inch...and pulling the chain towards him....
 
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