Archive-name: MrWade/mrwade02.txt
Archive-author: Master Wade
Archive-title: MRWADE= Monica Goes For a Ride
It was one of those lovely May days when the temperature,
flowers, and the sound of the birds made anyone with the least bit
of sensitivity overwhelmingly aware that spring had indeed
arrived. I had been at work for only an hour when Monica called
and asked if I could come home. It was not unusual for her to
make such a request; we had an understanding about that. I
allowed her to call me anytime she wanted to and to ask for me
to come home whenever she needed sex. Sometimes I just made her
hotter and made her masturbate herself, but other times I went home
and either watched her bring herself to an orgasm or used her
in some way until she came at least once before I returned to work.
We had only been married for a little less than a year, but
Monica had been my slave long before we married. We had met
on a computer service that was somewhat sex oriented, and had
gradually become aware that we enjoyed and needed dominance
and submission in our sexual relationship. This had continued
over the telephone and later on when we dated, but it had really
begun to flower once we were married.
I had taken my time in training Monica and she had
responded beautifully. She had gradually been exposed to
more and more of the realm of the slave until almost without
realizing it she had turned into a hungry slave slut who could
never seem to get enough of her MASTER.
She had long ago learned that it not only pleased me for
her to masturbate often, but that I expected and demanded it of
her. Often I would tell her what to think about while she
fingered her little clit or shoved things up her hungry slut
fuck hole, but there were other times when I simply told her
to go masturbate and think about anything or anyone that she
wanted to think about. Most of the time when I was around to
watch I would make her come back into the room that I was in
when she was ready to come and finish while she stood or knelt in
front of me, but other times when she came in the room to ask for
my permission to come I would just send her back to the bedroom
and listen with a smile on my face at the moans and gasps as she
brought herself to a climax.
What really surprised me about her calling so early on this
spring morning was that I had allowed her to come before I left
for work, and it had seemed to me to be an unusually strong
orgasm for her. There was nothing at all unusual about her waking
up horny, she had been doing that for months now, ever since I
started inserting the dildo in her ass at night before allowing
her to sleep. There was something about waking up in the morning
and realizing that she had slept all night with that dildo in her
ass that made her really hot to fuck. Some mornings if I awoke
before her I would wake her by rubbing my balls against her lips
as I knelt over her, but usually I would awake to find her hungry
little mouth working on my cock, balls or asshole. Monica is an
extremely oral little slut who really loves cocksucking and
the taste of warm cum, but its almost as if she loves balls
and assholes just as much as cocks. One time just as a test of
my control and her submissiveness I told her to lick my asshole
without touching my cock until I told her to stop and over an
hour passed before I finally let her take my cock in her mouth
and finish me. Even then she seemed reluctant to leave my ass.
But this morning when I awoke I found her laying beside me
on her stomach humping her hand. I slid my hand under her warm
little belly and let my fingers join hers at her sloppy wet
cunt, sliding two of mine in along side the two she already had
up inside her little fuck hole. She fucked those four fingers as
if they were the best cock she had ever had, her tight ass
rising and falling deliciously with each thrust of her hips.
She still had the dildo in her ass, of course, she knew full well
that only I could remove the dildo from her ass in the mornings, and
when she was ready to come she reached back with her other
hand and began fucking the dildo in and out of her hot asshole.
She turned her head to me as she hunched and bumped and humped
her slut holes against the firm intruders inside them and said
"I live to fuck, MASTER, I'm a dirty little tramp slave slut
who wants only to please her MASTER!! Please, please MASTER,
may your dirty slave slut whore show you what a hungry little
piece she is and come all over her hand?" Turning my head to look
into her eyes and smiling wickedly, I began spanking her churning
ass cheeks and replied " Yes, my trembling and submissive
little slave you may come for your MASTER now!"
Her hips raised higher and higher with each thrust as she
continued to impale her hungry holes on the fingers and dildo
inside her body, until at the height of her orgasm she was like
a wild and wanton animal lewdly slamming her holes full of hard
probes and grunting over and over again as she came. Finally
her moans stopped and she collapsed on the bed breathless and
panting.
Now, not much over two hours since coming so violently, here
she was on the phone wanting me to come home and fuck her.
I decided that perhaps this was a good day to exlore some new
territory with my slave and told her that I would be home
shortly. I also told her to dress herself in the white dress
that I had bought for her the previous week and to wear under it
her white garter belt outfit and tan stockings. I also told her
to not wear the bra that came with the set, only the garter belt
and the little shiny white panties. It was a lovely dress, a
very light material that was actually rather easy to see
through. Normally a woman would not wear that dress without a
slip under it, especially if she was wearing a garter belt,
but we both knew when I bought it that there would not be many
times when Monica would wear it with a slip, no matter where we
were going or who would see her. She knew without my telling
her to wear the ankle bracelet on which I had had the word slut
engraved as well as the 4 inch high heels that matched the dress.
Much to my delight when I arrived home I found her
dressed and sitting on the couch in the living room watching an x-
rated movie on the vcr her fingers busy inside her little white
panties. I kissed her on the cheek and played with her nipples
through the thin material until she was almost ready to come and
then made her stop, turning off the vcr and informing her that
we were going for a ride. She was never very happy when I made
her stop before she could come, but she knew that she would come
many times before the day was over and of course she knew that
she would be punished if she complained about my making her
stop. So with a loud sigh she lowered her dress and followed me
out to the car.
Opening the door for her I watched her enter the car in the
manner which I had prescribed for her, sitting down first and
then sliding her dress up above her knees just the required
amount before swinging her legs in and sliding her dress up even
further. She had long ago learned the proper way to enter
and exit a car both when there were others present and when
we were alone. Actually there was only one major difference
in the two approaches, that being that when we were alone she
raised her dress all the way to her waist and opened her legs wide
after having swung her legs inside the car. If there were others
present or if another man was holding the door open for her she
merely raised her dress as high as possible without her garters
showing before he closed the door on her side of the car. This
in itself was of course a very sexy thing to see and I often
had enjoyed watching men roll their eyes as they watched my
little slut enter and leave cars. Monica seldom had to open the
door of a car for herself. The procedure was the same if she
was driving and a man opened the drivers side door for her, even
if I was not along. I knew that the men who watched her display
her legs in that way would want to fuck her, but I also knew
that she would only fuck those men that I allowed her to fuck,
and it pleased me for her to make cocks hard. When she got out
of the car the procedure was even more exciting because she had
been trained to open her legs and place one foot at a time
outside the car when the door was being held open for her and
only to lower and smooth out her dress after standing. There
was always a good view to be had even when I allowed her to wear
pantyhose, which was not often, and even then they were usually
crotchless pantyhose.
I was aware that she had turned her head and was looking at
me as I turned into the gas station, but I paid her little mind.
She knew that I would not allow her to lower her dress, and she
also knew how much the man who ran the station loved to clean
the windshield of our car while the gas was being pumped into the
tank. She hated the way the man looked at her so lewdly and
openly stared at her pantied crotch and yet she knew that I was
allowing him to look and that there was nothing she could do about
it that she would not pay for later on. So she just sat there with
her head bowed and her eyes lowered as the man looked at her
stockinged legs and her damp white panties. I always acted as if
there was nothing unusual at all about her sitting there so
exposed and paid no attention at all to the man's lewd staring at
my wifes exposed crotch.
Soon we were back on the road again, and while I knew that
she was upset with me for exposing her to the man at the gas
station I was also very much aware that her cunt had dampened even
more in the process. the smell of her pussy permeated the
air in the car and I breathed it in deeply with great satisfaction.
As we turned onto the four lane highway leading away from our
little town I inserted the tape that I had been saving for just
such a day into the cassette player. It was a special tape
that I had made just for Monica to listen to while we were in the
car together. It had been made at a party which I had thrown
while Monica had been away visiting her father and brother in New
York. I had invited a group of people over who were special
friends of ours. They were all very much aware of who Monica
is and what she is for, and all of them had had sex with her on
numerous occasions. The reason I had thrown the party was to give
us a chance to discuss our next get-together with Monica and to
plan how we would use her at that time, but I had also had the
idea for this tape and had planned on making it also.
The tape had some of our favorite music on it, but
interspersed with the music were the voices of our friends
speaking to Monica about very filthy and dirty things. There was
Dan the college quarterback reminding Monica that he still wanted
to have her join him and the rest of the team in their
lockerroom some night after a game. He talked openly to her
about how they would all let her suck their cocks and how they would
take turns fucking her over and over again until they had
spilled all their cum into and onto her. Then there was Paul
the dark-haired stockbroker who talked for a solid fifteen
minutes about how much he loved to fuck her in the ass. There
was Cindy, the high school cheerleader who in her giggly little
voice kept telling Monica over and over how much she wanted to
let the whole cheerleading squad watch Monica perform for them.
She made it quite clear that "performing" for them would include
eating all their juicy little cunts. Robert, the black
lawyer, loved to tease Monica about her love for black
cocks, and spent his allotted time talking to her in a
really degrading way about what a slut she was to love to suck
him off as much as she did. While his features were not
particulary those of a black man his voice certainly was, and his
teasing and chiding words took on extra impact because of his
accent and the sound of his voice calling her a slut and a
whore and a dirty little nigger sucking tramp. John, the police
sargent talked about hand-cuffing her and fucking her with his
night-stick while some of the other guys in the department
watched, and then letting them all take turns with her. He
also talked about catching her with Robert and spanking her in
front of the others because she had been sucking his black dick.
As I had expected, Monica was unable to listen to the tape
without getting very excited and she would either finger herself
or reach for my hand and place it on her sopping wet cunt each
time one of the voices would begin to speak. I smiled with
satisfaction watching her grow increasingly hot and seeing her
come over and over again as the familiar and exciting voices made
her feel even more submissive.
As we rode along she became far too hot and submissive to
care what was going on in the world around her, and I purposely
pulled alongside trucks to let the drivers have a view of her
fingering her little cunt as she listened to the voices on
the tape. I also told her to open her dress from the top to her
waist so that the drivers could see her perky little tits and
watch as she pinched her hardening nipples while
masturbating.
When the tape ended, I turned on the cb radio so that
we could listen to the chatter among the truck drivers who
had been watching Monica perform for them. That seemed to be
the first time that she was really aware that they had been
watching her, she had been so lost in her lust that she hadn't
given it much thought while it was occuring. When she saw me take
the microphone in hand and begin to talk about her to the drivers
she began to beg me to stop, telling me that I was embarrasing
her and pleading with me to not tell them all the dirty things that
she enjoyed doing as my slave. But I not only told them how
much she loved to suck big hard cocks, but invited them all to
meet us at the next rest stop where I would let them all have her
hot little mouth on their dicks.
When we pulled into the rest stop we were met by 9 hot
and horny truck drivers of all descriptions who couldn't wait
to have this hot little slave of mine take their cum in her
mouth. Knowing that there was no point in refusing, and
frankly needing their cum as much as they needed for her to suck
it from them, Monica got out of the car and walked directly to
the mens room motioning for them to follow her. Once inside the
men began pawing at her, their rough hands unbuttoning her dress
and sliding it off her body. They all grabbed at her tits and
felt between her legs and pressed their mouths against hers in
hot, sloppy kisses. She felt hands on her ass cheeks pulling them
apart, hands on her thighs, hands on her tits and lips kissing her
naked legs and neck. Their seemed to be fingers everywhere,
fingers pinching her nipples, fingers pusshing at her cunt,
trying to enter her asshole. She felt hard dicks being placed
in her hands and rubbed against her naked body. She jerked the
cocks in her hands as they lowered her to the floor, feeling two
men opening her legs and holding them apart as another man
lowered himself between her stockinged thighs. Now another
sweaty body was straddling her chest and a cock was being placed
in her open and hungry mouth. All she could see feel and think
about was cocks. There seemed to be cocks everywhere. Hard
thick smelly cocks fucking her mouth and hands and cunt,
fucking her and spewing their white hot cum into her and onto her.
She had no idea how long they kept her there or how many
times they fucked her. She really didn't even know how many
times she came herself although she knew she came several times in
succession more than once. Finally she realized that she was
alone and that they had left her there by herself, naked and
covered with cum, lying on the floor of the mens room. She
struggled to her feet looking around for her dress, realizing
to her dismay that the dress was not there. She washed herself
off as best she could and then peeking out the door of the mens room
saw her MASTER standing by their car holding her dress in his
hands. She motioned for him to bring her the dress and then
realized that he would not do that, and that she would have to
cross the parking area clad in only her stockings and panties.
The embarrasment of having to cross the parking area nearly nude
was minor compared to the gang-bang she had just experienced and
Monica walked calmly to the car. She expected me to allow
her to put her dress on, but instead found that I had spread a
sheet over the back seat and was instructing her to lay on her
side in the back for the remainder of the trip. She meekly lay
on her side with her naked ass exposed and felt my handcuffing
her with her arms beind her. The tape played over and over on the
return trip home and she found herself still longing to be
able to finger herself and being terribly frustrated by the cuffs
which kept her hands behind her back.
After what seemed like hours but was only a few minutes we
arrived back at our home. I helped the bound little slave get
out of the back seat and led her into the house still semi-naked
and still cuffed. Once inside I removed the handcuff's and took
Monica into the bedroom and laid her gently on the bed to rest while
I ran her bath. I finished removing her clothing while the water was
running and afterward slowly eased her into the hot water and bathed
her gently, making sure to remove all the come that had been spilled
onto her earlier. After the bath I allowed her to douche in front of
me and then having her kneel in the tub greased her asshole well and
inserted the enema nozzle, filling her ass with warm soapy water to
remove the cum that had been shot up her dark hole by the horny truck
drivers.
After drying her beautiful naked body off with a big rough
towel, I turned back the covers of our bed and laid my sweet slave on
the cool sheets, kissing her gently and telling her to rest while I
fixed her something to eat. I then fixed a nice chef's salad for us
both and served her the salad and a glass of white wine in bed. After
we had eaten I told her I wanted her to take a short nap while I
attended to the preperations for the rest of her evening. She was
asleep in less than five minutes, and taking the piece of paper from
my wallet on which she had written her phone number, I called my new
friend Donna. This was going to be a day to remember.
Once in the living room Monica was placed in a straight chair
in the middle of the room and her ankles were bound to the
back legs of the chair. Her hands were tied behind the back of
the chair and she found herself bound and naked with her
legs open and her cunt and tits exposed. Cheryl bent down
and kissed Monica warmly on the mouth, her tongue slipping
between her lips to tease and touch her own hungry tongue.
She then explained to Monica that they were going to observe her
for a while before allowing her to eat them, and slowly Monica
became aware that others were entering the room.
To Be Continued...
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