Archive-name: MrWade/mrwade05.txt
Archive-author: Master Wade
Archive-title: MRWADE= The Poker Party, Part Two
I awoke the following morning to find my cock growing hard in
Monica's mouth. I pretended to be asleep and lay quietly feeling her
mouth suck my thickening meat. She sucked it so lovingly and so
patiently, not as if she had a goal of making me come quickly, but as
if she was simply intertaining herself. When my cock had hardened
completely she kissed her way down the shaft to my balls and taking
my cock in her hand began to kiss and suck at my balls with the same
kind of patience she had shown with my cock. Her hand slowly moved
up and down the shaft as her kisses eventually moved below my balls
and she began to lick and suck at my asshole.
Although I tried my best to be unresponsive, wanting to allow
her to continue for as long as she wished, her touch soon became more
than I could stand and I began moving my hips, giving away my
awakened state. While I'm sure she knew I was awake she never looked
up and kept trying to insert her tongue in my ass as her hand slid up
and down my cock. Her strokes kept time with the movement of my hips
and as I felt myself growing nearer and nearer to orgasm they
increased their speed appropriately. Finally the warm spunk she had
coaxed from my balls shot up through my shaft and shot out onto my
belly and her pumping hand. She continued to lick and press her
tongue at my asshole while her hand milked my cock, draining every
drop of cum from it.
When my cock began to soften she raised her head and looking in
my eyes began to lick the cum from her hand hungrily. Having cleaned
her hand her mouth moved to my belly where her tongue licked out at
the gobs of white cum which lay there. When she had gotten it all
she crawled up over my body and lay atop me, kissing my neck and
breathing in my ear, "Thank you, MASTER, for your cum."
We lay in bed for a long time that morning, both of us reliving
the previous evenings excitement in our minds and thinking about what
lay ahead.
"How did your evening with Tony go?", I asked.
"Ohhh, MASTER, your friend Tony was very kind to me! He used my
mouth all night long until he finally fell asleep. The first two
times he simply let me suck him, but then he began fucking my mouth
while he lay over me, humping his hips and thrusting his big dick
into my mouth as if it were a cunt!", she explain excitedly. "And he
also let me play with myself while he was using my mouth...he's a
very nice man."
"I'm glad that it went well, sweet slave," I said with a knowing
smile, "were you able to sleep any at all?"
"Yes, MASTER, I slept for a couple of hours, and when I woke up
I wanted your cum so much. I hope you didn't mind me sneaking in
here as I did."
"No, you did fine, darling girl. I'm sure Tony will be out for
another hour or so anyway. He's not used to having evenings like he
had last night, I'm sure."
Monica and I showered together and I laid out her clothes for
our morning with my friends. I had chosen something which would be
in once sense a bit demure when I had allowed her to wear the dress
the day before, but now that she had been properly introduced to my
friends as the slave-slut that she was, there was no need for as much
clothing. I picked out the black garter belt, the black seemed
stockings and the black high heels and laid them on the bed.
I watched Monica dress with delight. She had taken readily to
all the training I had given her and the results were certainly
paying off. I had made a tape many years ago which was a
compliation of women putting on stockings. As a part of her training
I had allowed Monica to watch the tape and learn the proper way to
hold her leg up and out and the way to point her toes as she slid
each stocking up her leg. She had learned the importance of
smoothing the stockings out with her hands and how to attach the
garters in the most seductive of ways. And last, but not least, she
had learned how to stand and turn before the full length mirror,
making sure that the seams where straight in back. I knew, and
Monica was learning quickly, that the key to being a really good
slave-slut was in paying attention to all the little details.
She busied herself in the kitchen, preparing our breakfast while
clad only in the garter belt, stockings and high heels. Slowly the
other guys began to stir and to come in for their morning meal.
After breakfast, we retired to the living room while she cleaned
up the kitchen. We discussed the previous evening and of course Mark
and Jack were anxious to hear how Tony had enjoyed having the sexy
slut in his bed for the whole night. Tony grinned like a Cheshire
cat and told us about the use he made of Monica's very willing and
seemingly insatiable mouth. It was obvious that the other two guys
were envious and were hoping that their turn would come as well.
"Are we going to get a chance to have her for the whole night
too?", asked Jack.
"Well, in order to be fair about it, I want each of you to be
able to spend a night with her in your bed, the only competition
today will determine which of the two of you gets her tonight and
which one will have to wait until tomorrow night". I explained.
"And how will we decide that?", Mark asked.
"I've invented a little electronic device that I think may
prove helpful with that," I said. "I call it a slut meter, and it
measures the strength of a slut's orgasms. At one point in the day
we will connect Monica to the slut meter and allow you and Jack to
see which of you can provide our little slave with the strongest
orgasm. The winner of that contest will have her in his bed
tonight."
"Where did you ever come up with an idea for such a thing as
that?", Tony asked.
I smiled proudly as I explained. "Several years ago I was
invited to a party by a friend who lived in California. This friend
was a Doctor who was doing research on the muscles and their response
to different kinds of stimuli. He showed me the device that he used
and the way that he attached it to lab animals. It was really a
rather simple device, mainly a series of electronic leads with
sensors which attached to different parts of the animal's body and a
meter which registered the movement which those muscles made. It was
only after I met Monica that I began to get the idea for using such a
device in measuring her orgasms. She isn't aware that I have such a
thing, but she will soon know."
"Its a bit early for that though," I said. "We have some other
things to do before we get started on that portion of the days
activities. Are you guys too worn out from yesterday for more sex
now, or are you still as randy as ever?"
"Seeing Monica in that black garter belt this morning is all I
needed to make me ready for more sex," sighed Jack.
"Me too!",echoed the other two men almost simultaneously.
"Good! I know Monica would be disappointed if we spent too much
time today ignoring her. She's having a wonderful time."
Calling Monica in from the kitchen, I motioned for her to sit in
the straight backed chair I had positioned in the front of the room
and stood behind her as I spoke to my friends.
"By now I'm sure you're aware that Monica is an extremely oral
little slut who loves to suck cock and loves the taste of hot cum
spewed into her mouth. There are still some things, however, that
you don't know about Monica. One of those things is how much
pleasure it gives me to see her perform in front of other people, and
how accomplished she is becoming at it."
"Monica's training is not complete yet, by a long shot, but she
has learned alot about the art of being a slave, and you will notice
that as she sits before you her legs are opened wide and the lips of
her trimmed cunt are easily observable. You will also notice that
her hands are behind the chair as if they were tied there, and that
the positioning of her hands causes her breasts to push out toward
you and gives you a good view of her nipples."
"I want her to give you a more complete view of her private
parts than you have at the moment, even in her current position.
Monica dear, stand in front of Tony and show him how hard your
nipples can become."
Monica obediently walked over to Tony and standing as closely as
possible to him, began pinching and pulling at her nipples. Her eyes
were focused directly on his eyes as her fingers worked on her
nipples.
"Monica loves to have her nipples pinched really hard. As you
will see later on during the weekend her nipples can withstand a
great deal of pressure and her pussy gets very, very wet when they
are played with and used. Now...let Tony pinch them, Monica."
Monica reached out and took Tony's big strong hands and placed
them on her breasts. She kept her hands on his wrists as he kneeded
her soft flesh in his palms and pulled her breasts out away from her
body.
"Roll her nipples between your thumbs and forefingers, Tony", I
instructed.
He did as I had asked, and as his fingers tweaked and twirled
the hard nubs Monica's head rolled back and her eyes shut. Her hands
were now rubbing his arms gently as he pinched and pulled ever harder
on her lengthening nipples.
"Now, Monica dear, move over to Mark and let him see just how
wet this has made your little dirty tramp slut cunt."
Reluctantly she removed Tony's hands from her breasts and moving
directly in front of Mark she stood with her legs open. Reaching
between her legs with both hands she gripped the outer lips of her
cunt and pulled them outward, exposing the inner part of her now
dripping wet hole.
"Mark, notice how wet the stimulation of her nipples has made
her. Look how the juices are thick inside her inner lips and how
they have leaked out onto her thighs."
Mark eagerly bent down and looked closely at Monica's open and
exposed cunt which she so compliantly held open for him.
"Pinch one of her nipples and watch as the juice begins to
almost run from her hole."
Mark reached up and took her left nipple in his fingers and
began to pinch really hard. Momentarily he chuckled softly as the
cunt juice bubbled in her middle fuck hole and began to drip onto the
carpet between her legs.
"Now, Mark, take your free hand and thump her clit with your
middle finger. Thump it as if you were playing caroms and trying to
shoot the "shooter" carom across the board. Thump it really hard."
Holding his middle finger back with his thumb, Mark moved his
hand close to her pussy and letting it fly with great force watched
as the tip of his middle finger smacked her hard clit with an audible
smack.
Monica's body jerked and her head rolled back and then forward
again.
"Thump it again, harder", I instructed.
Quickly, Mark once more thumped the little slut's clit, this
time eliciting a moan from her and causing her to bend her legs a bit
at the knee.
"Doesn't that hurt?", asked Jack.
"Does it hurt, Monica?", I asked teasingly.
"Yesssss, MASTER, it does hurt, very much!" she breathed.
"Do you want us to stop doing that, Monica?" I asked.
"Nooooooo, MASTER, pleasssse don't stop thumping my hard slut
clit! It makes my pussy tingle so!!!"
Smiling at the three of my friends I told Mark to continue
thumping her clit and to note what happened to her juice flow as he
did. I also suggested to Tony that he take over from Mark and pinch
both of Monica's nipples for her while Mark was thumping her.
Monica's fingers were pulling at her cunt lips now, stretching them
and rubbing them.
"Monica, let Mark slide the fingers from his free hand up your
twat now and reach back and expose your asshole to Jack by pulling
open your ass cheeks. Jack, why don't you move around behind her so
you can see how her ass cheeks clinch everytime Mark thumps her
clit? You might also notice her asshole opening and closing."
Jack moved around behind the now trembling little slave and
watched as she spread the cheeks of her ass open wide, allowing him
to see her asshole plainly. Mark began inserting his fingers in her
deliciously juicy cunt and pumped them in and out of her as he
continued to thump her clit with the middle finger from his other
hand.
"Ohhhhhh, MASTER!!!!...it feels soooooooo good!!! Please may I
have something in my ass MASTER?"
"Wet your finger with some of the juice on her thigh and slide
it up inside her ass Jack. I'll get something she'll like even
better than your finger while you get her lubricated."
Having said that, I walked to the bedroom and returned with the
small dildo which Monica had become accustomed to having placed in
her ass each night before she was allowed to sleep. Handing it to
Jack I instructed him to insert it slowly after coating the tip in
some of the juice that was puddled on the floor between her legs.
"Thats it, now fuck it in and out of her ass like a cock...she
loves it!"
"Unnnnngggggh!!! Yesssssss!!", Monica moaned as she felt the
dildo being fucked in and out of her ass. "More!!!...please give me
more!!!!"
The sight was more than I could bear and I took my throbbing
cock from my pants and began to stroke it as I watched the three men
using my nearly naked wife in front of me. Her head was rolling in
small circles now and her moans and cries came nearly continuosly
now. I knew her orgasm was not far away. She stood with her knees
bent and her hips fucking back and forth on the hard intruders in her
cunt and ass. Tony's fingers were pulling and pinching her hard
nipples violently now as the other two men fucked her.
"Pleassssssse MASTER!!! may I come now??!!! Pleasssssse!!!"
My own orgasm was not far away either, and I was silent only for
a moment before shouting out breathlessly, "Yes, precious tramp slut
whore, come for the men who are watching and using you! Come like
the trembling fuck hole that you are!! Come NOW!!!!"
Her fingers dug hard into the cheeks of her ass and her hips
pumped even more rapidly as the moans she had been emitting turned
into a high pitched scream. Her extremely strong orgasm washed over
her like a tidal wave and in the middle of it she lost her balance
and had to reach out to grab the shoulders of Tony and Mark to keep
from falling. As her passion slowly subsided she stood erect once
more and placing her hands behind her head her breathy voice asked
weakly, "MASTER, may I sit?"
"You may kneel in front of me and lick up the cum that I spilt
on my thighs and stomach, Monica. And when that is done you may
rest."
The four of us sat quietly while Monica completed her assigned
task. We had all been witness to a very special moment. A moment
which would normally be a very private moment for a woman, but which
for this woman had been shared with four men. When she had finished
licking up my cum she sat in the submissive position she had been
taught in the floor at my feet, her head bowed. For a long time none
of us spoke, to a man we were all still a bit in awe of the passion
we had just witnessed. And we knew there was more to come.
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