The Weekend

 

The sun was bright in the sky as cera woke.   She stretched her naked warm body lazily, her green eyes blinking against the light, and her soft auburn hair fanned out framing her face.  With a soft sated smile, she remembered the night before and how after making sweet love to her Master three times, she fell asleep cradled in his arms.  She knew without looking that he had risen already and left her there to sleep.  She didn’t realize how much she would need that rest until her hand stretched out toward her Master’s pillow coming in contact with a small piece of paper.  Puzzled, she rubbed her eyes and tried to focus them on the note and her Master’s written words.  It was simple, short, and she wasn’t quite sure she understood completely what it said.  However, she did know, that with each new word she read her heart skipped a beat and her clit jumped erratically, causing the heat, never far from the surface, to rise rapidly.  The note said:       

My beautiful little slave,

The weekend is upon us and it shall be like no other.  You are to remain beautifully naked as you are right now until I tell you otherwise.  Every ten minutes you will play with yourself until you are ready to cum, but you will not cum my little slave.  No matter what, you are not allowed to cum.  Do as you are told slave, and you will be rewarded. Don’t, and you will be severely punished.  I will know my little one, so do not disappoint me.          

I love you slave

Your Master

Her heart was pounding in her chest as she read his note over and over.  Her nipples taut, and her clit throbbing, her fingers found their way easily to both, playing gently as she reread the note once more.  Her head was spinning as she tried to think of what her Master had planned for the day.  He always surprised her, and each time he did, it was better then the last.  He knew her so well.  So well, that he knew her innermost thoughts even before she voiced them.  Knew her desires and always took her to them and beyond, pushing her to reach for that little bit more.  He knew what she could take, how far to push her, how much pain she could take and when exactly that pain became the pleasure that took her over the edge.  He also knew her secret desires that even she hadn’t voiced.  Her Master, the man who knew her like no other on this earth.

 Cera’s fingers began to move upon her body, obeying her Master’s orders.  For all of her bratty and naughty behavior, she loved pleasing her Master above all things.  She pinched her taut nipples, arching her back as the pleasure shot through her.  Her other hand slipped between her thighs as they fell open, found her clit and began rubbing in small circles.  She was close to cumming instantly, both his words and the excitement of the weekend to come helping her along.  Her hips began to move, moving against her fingers.  Her other hand continued to pinch and pull at her sensitive nipples.  As her breathing became ragged and she could hear her own whimpers with each new breath, she pressed harder and faster on her throbbing clit.  Just as her body tightened, her need desperate, she pulled her hands away, gasping for breath and trying to calm her racing heart before she went over the edge.  As soon as coherent thought was possible again, she looked over to the clock on the side of the bed to note the time, knowing that she had ten minutes before she was to touch herself again.  Her eyes closed as she thought about the day to come, every ten minutes having to bring herself to the edge once more.  She hoped she would hear from him soon because she didn’t know how long she could take it, she was going to be a walking time bomb, but no matter what, she vowed to herself not to displease or disappoint her Master.  She lived each day for the look of love, pride and joy on his face when he was with her.   

Cera stretched lazily, her hands rifling through her silky auburn tresses.  Her look dreamy as she thought of her Master and his note, wondering what he had in mind for her over the weekend.  She turned slowly onto her stomach, cradling his pillow in her arms.  Her eyes closing on her thoughts until it dawned on her to look at the clock.  A soft moan escaping her lips as she realized it was time.  Turning back over, her fingers again came down to her breasts, swollen with need from her play ten minutes ago.  She let her fingers trail lightly over them, picking up a lock of her hair and circling it round and round her nipple, teasing it.  Then doing the same to the other, both nipples together, then alternating between them.  Constantly changing the motion to get the best effect, she watched her nipples tighten more and more.  Her thoughts drifted to a day her Master had her cuffed to the bed, arms above her, legs open wide, and a blindfold over her eyes.  He had fucked her hard with his cock, his mouth and tongue, her dildo, and then both her dildo and his cock at the same time all the while whipping her with the flogger.  Instinctively, her juices began to flow and her clit jumped wildly as she remembered that day and how hard she had cum as well as how many times.  She positioned herself so that she was in the same position as she had been that day, only leaving one hand available to touch herself.  Her thighs were spread wide but she tightened them as if pulling against the cuffs.  She arched her back pressing her clit out into the open, the cool air striking it like a piece of ice she was so hot.  Her breasts lifted toward the ceiling as she arched.  She trailed over each breast with her free hand, pinching her nipples each in turn.  Then she let her hand make its way down her belly and to the wet folds of her pussy.  She envisioned her Master there, looking closely at her, so close that she became embarrassed and tried to close her legs, but couldn’t because of the cuffs.  Her fingers began to circle, pressing gently against her already aching clit as if they were his fingers.  She began to move against her finger as if trying to escape it but not being allowed to because of the limitations of the imaginary cuffs around her hands and feet holding her open.  Her breathing quickly became short and ragged.  Her body tightens with need.  Her moans quickly turning to whimpers as she pressed harder against her clit, bringing herself to that edge.  So close, wanting, needing, then pulling away quickly with a desperate moan before she spins out of control.  She lay there panting, seeking cool air to calm her racing heart and body.  She had a feeling it would be more and more difficult to calm, as the day would ware on.  She looked at the clock noting the time again. 

She decided it best to try and keep herself busy so that she wouldn’t drive herself crazy with excitement, anxiety and need.  So throughout the morning and early afternoon, she did anything she could to keep herself occupied.  She showered and shaved, put her make up on, fixed her hair, cleaned up the house, did laundry, and whatever she could find to do to keep busy, yet never forgetting his order every ten minutes.  It got to the point that she was breathing heavily and aching with need the instant her fingers found her.  She knew that if he had been here and said cum, she would have done so without touching, her need was becoming that great.  Every time she would walk by the phone she would wish it to ring.  Every time she walked by the door she would look out hoping to see his car.  She didn’t know how much more she could stand without cumming, as he had ordered, but she was going to do her best to not cum, making him proud of her.

 She had just finished bringing herself to the edge again, for the umpteenth time, as a knock came to the door.  Her heart, which was all ready beating erratically, began to race faster in her chest.  Anxiety and embarrassment rushed through her, for she knew instinctively that it was a message from her Master, and that he expected her to answer the door naked.  She bit her lip her face flushing bright red, trying to decide on grabbing a robe then taking it off right after she got the message, or doing as her Master ordered and remaining totally naked.  The knock came again, and she knew she had to make a decision.  If she knew her Master, this was a test for her, and the person at the door would be reporting back to him when he left here.  She walked to the door tentatively, opening it only a crack and asked the man standing before her what she could do for him.  Her face flushed crimson again as he told her he had been ordered to deliver something to her, and that he was instructed to place it on the table personally, and with that he handed her a small note.  She trembled as she recognized her Master’s handwriting upon opening the note. 

My beautiful little slave, 

You are to allow this man into the house to deliver the box he has in his possession.  You will not cover up while he is there.  And as you have been stalling so, I am sure your ten minutes are up.  So you will do as you were instructed and bring yourself to the edge again now while he is there.  You will do so as he watches.  Do not disappoint me slave or you know what will happen.

 Your Master

 He knew!  He knew that at his words of disappointment, she would do anything!  Her heart began to race as she looked at the clock, biting her lip.  He was right, it was time.  Oh how he knew her!  With her eyes averted and her flaming face hidden partially by her hair, she slowly opened the door, knowing she had no choice.  Her heart was pounding in her chest, and as embarrassed as she was, she could feel her heat doubling in intensity at what her Master knew was about to happen, her juices literally flowing down her legs.   At the man’s indrawn breath, and hesitation to enter, she knew he had not been told what to expect; only instructed to deliver the package with specific instructions.  She tried to keep her eyes averted from his cock, visibly hard beneath his jeans, as she led him to the dining room table where he was to place the package.  She could feel his eyes devouring her body as she walked before him; the soft sway of her hips, the taut aching nipples bouncing with each soft step of her bare feet, the soft shaven folds of her pussy and her inner thighs visibly wet from her constant state of arousal throughout the day. His eyes never leaving her beauty, he places the box on the table, almost missing it, then turns back toward her, his eyes widening and darkening with desire and disbelief at the scene before him.   He had been instructed to deliver the package, place it on the table personally, and told only that he could look around but not touch.  He was paid handsomely for this simple task he thought, but at the time, he didn’t understand completely what that message meant, until now.

 Cera was seated in the armed chair near the entrance to the dining room.  The rush of her blood through her veins makes it difficult to hear anything but her own ragged breathing.  Keeping her eyes downcast, she begins to caress her body with her fingers.   Sliding them over her collarbone and down the soft white slopes of her swollen breasts.  She barely hears his breathing become heavier as he watches her fingers reach for, and pinch her extended nipples, so taut they ache.  Her face flushed a bright red, she closes her eyes, the pain becoming instant pleasure, her body already so primed from the constant arousal of the day, and the added excitement of this strange man watching her.  She lets her fingers slide down her belly, and as they get closer to her pussy, she opens her thighs.  Knowing what her Master would have her do if he was here, she places her legs over each of the arms of the chair.  Her shaved wet pussy now completely exposed to his eyes; she knows he can see her juices that have trailed down the inside of her thighs.  She hears the distinct sound of a zipper being opened, the teeth scraping against each other extremely loud to her.   Her clit so hard, it peeks from beneath its protective covering and her fingers find it easily.  She whimpers as she dips her fingers deep inside her, coating them with her juices before bringing them out to circle her throbbing clit.  Her own breathing begins to come rapidly as her body tightens with need once again.  She can hear his ragged breathing as he strokes his own cock to the rhythm of her fingers moving against her clit.  Her hips move forward to meet her fingers her heart racing.  Just before she bursts into a million pieces she remembers that she is not allowed to cum, and with a desperate cry pulls her hands away.  She almost goes over the edge anyway as the man shoots his load of cum and it lands on the floor in front of her, and some on her inner thighs scalding her already burning flesh.   She closes her eyes tighter to keep herself from breaking.  She must not cum!!!!  She takes deep breaths trying to calm her racing body her breasts heaving as she does.  Her heart pounding so hard in her chest she knows he can hear it.  She brings her legs down from the chair and presses them together, sitting there trying to quiet her desperate need.  She watches beneath lowered lids as the man places his now flaccid cock back in his jeans and walks to the door, a satisfied cocky smile on his face, whistling a happy tune, and letting himself out.  When he reported back to the gentleman that gave him the package to deliver, he was tempted to tell him to keep his money, that he had received his bonus already, but to be sure to call him if there was anything else he needed!

 Cera rose from the chair and shakily made her way to the bathroom to clean herself up before going back to the table and the beautiful box now sitting there.  She was fighting against her inner desperation and need to keep from touching herself once more; knowing it would be all she needed to soar.  She tries to shake herself from her thoughts by untying the beautiful gold bow, then opening the box.  Inside she found the most beautiful emerald green silk dress, a new pair of black spiked heels, a beautiful pair of emerald and gold earrings, a shiny gold nipple chain, and another note from her Master.  Her hands shook as she opened it, instantly recognizing and warming to his written words.  

My beautiful little slave,

 I hope you have had an exciting day.  Now it is time for you to come to me. You will wear what is in this box, ONLY what is in this box.  At exactly five o’clock, you will find a car waiting for you outside. The driver will bring you to me.   Remember to keep an eye on the clock while in the car.  The original order must still be followed my slave, every ten minutes.  See you soon slave.

Love,

Your Master

 Cera closes her eyes, trembling with need and excitement at finally being with her Master after the day she has had.  But her excitement and anticipation builds as she thinks of what else he has in store for her over the weekend.  She trembles with anxiety and desire, before looking at the clock, four o’clock.  She decides to take another quick shower before dressing for the evening.  She takes the box with her into the bedroom and pulls out the beautiful green dress.  A silk sheath the color of her eyes, her Master’s favorite color on her as it draws attention to them.  She runs her fingers over the soft silk, knowing how delicious it will feel against her aroused body.  She lays it out on the bed then reaches into the box for the nipple chain, a simple gold chain with small little loops to tighten around her taut nipples.  She lets her fingers move lightly over the chain, daydreaming about her Master attaching them for her.  She shivers with delight then realizes it is time again.  She lays the chain on the dresser, then walks into the bathroom.  Looking into the mirror, she notices her flushed face, her nipples hard and red from her continued caresses of them throughout the day.  The soft swollen lips of her pussy shine with her juices, noticing also how her wetness covers her inner thighs as well.  She watches herself in the mirror this time as she brings herself to the edge once more, which takes all of a few seconds after her last efforts in front of the deliveryman.  Her whimpers echoing against the walls of the bathroom as she pulls her hands away just in time.  She steps into the shower to calm her body, the water nice and cool against her heated flesh.  Quickly washing and shaving, making sure she is soft and smooth for her Master, just as he likes her.  She towels dry and rubs her body with lotion then goes to her vanity to freshen up her makeup.  As she continues to get herself ready, she takes time every ten minutes to fulfill her Master’s orders.  She doesn’t know how much more she will be able to stand before she is with him, her need so great now that she could probably cum without touching, but she has vowed to follow his orders and make him proud, remembering his promised rewards.  She finishes her makeup, keeping it light as he prefers, then sprays on her white diamonds perfume he gave her for her birthday.  Picking up the nipple chain, her nipples already hard, she attaches first one side, then the other.  Her body shivers at the constant arousal of the chain.  Her fingers trace the chain between her breasts, pressing down as it pulls on her sensitive nipples.  Her whimper light before she stops.  She tries to shake herself out of her aroused state, but cant, realizing it was time again.  This time as her fingers work their magic, tears sting the backs of her eyes as she tries desperately to control her desire and need to cum.  Panting and shaking, she pulls her wet fingers away just in time.  She takes a few minutes catch her breath.  Trembling she tries to concentrate as she attaches the beautiful earrings, then stands on shaky legs and walks to the bed reaching for the dress.  Slipping into the soft silky material, she gasps and closes her eyes when it slips sensuously over her curves.  Walking to the mirror her eyes widen as she sees her reflection. The low neckline shows off the soft white mounds of her breasts.  Her nipples stand out prominently, the chain noticeable if someone were to look closely or to be standing nearby should she need to bend forward. Her eyes travel down the length of her body covered in the green silk, every inch of her curves shown off to perfection. She notices the slit just to the left of center in the front coming to the top of her thigh; should her Master want, he could reach her easily.  Turning, she glances at the back of the dress, which is open all the way to her lower back, a lack of undergarments a necessity if her Master hadn’t already ordered it.   She walks to her dresser pulling her red gold tresses up with a single gold clip, and switching out her leather collar for her gold evening collar her Master gave her for special occasions.  Glancing at the clock, she slips on her shoes and heads toward the door, her heart racing at what her Master has planned for her.  The unknown exciting her as much as if she knew his plans, for her Master knew her well, and always excited her.  He constantly surprises her though, expanding her desires beyond those even she knew she had. 

 Looking out the window sharply at five, she sees that the car is waiting for her.  She walks gracefully to it, the driver holding the door for her.  She feels his eyes on her with every step, knowing he can tell she has nothing on under the dress except the nipple chain.  Her excitement growing as she sits on the cool leather seats, a single red rose awaiting her.  She picks it up smelling it’s beautiful fragrance, then quickly glancing at the clock, her face flushes as the time nears again.  She feels the car moving, the sun going down casting shadows in the car along with the tents on the windows.  She shivers, her face turning bright red at having to do it again in front of another stranger.  Her eyes continually glance to the driver to see if he is watching her, but cant tell because it is so dark.  She tries to reach herself nonchalantly, but realizes she will have to lift up and pull her dress out from beneath her or she will get it wet, staining it.  She doesn’t want to ruin the beautiful new dress her Master got her, so she lifts up, pulling it from beneath her, taking a deep breath as the cool leather touches her heated flesh.  She lets her hands roam beneath the material and slip between her thighs as she spreads them slightly.  If the driver were watching, he would see her pussy completely exposed, as the dress was to tight to have enough material to cover her after she slipped it from beneath her.  Her excitement growing rapidly as it had this afternoon.  Her Master loved to show her off, and knew that it excited her as well, even though she protested and complained and told him it didn’t.  Her fingers were instantly wet as she began her torture once again.  Her eyes closed as the pleasure takes her almost beyond her control once more.  She tries to keep her whimpers soft so that the driver won’t hear her, but her need is too great.  She rocks gently upon her fingers, her back arches so that her clit is exposed and her wet lips meet the cool leather.  Her moans increase and she bites her lip trying to quiet.  Over and over she rubs her clit, rocking.  She can hear her wet juices as she rocks, her pussy slapping against the leather. Her breathing is so ragged and she cries out as she gasps for breath, pulling her hand away almost too late.  When she can think again, she blushes a bright red, her eyes locking with the darkened ones of the driver.  She closes her eyes in embarrassment at being watched yet again.   She sits quietly for the rest of the ride, hoping she won’t have to do that again before they reach their destination.  When the car comes to a stop, she breaths a sigh of relief wanting to run from the car, but knows she must face him once more as he walks around to open her door.  She tries to gracefully exit the car, her dress falling back into place, but not before the driver got a good look at her shaved wet pussy.  She lowers her eyes, her face bright red and her heart pounding in her chest, before glancing back into the car to see if she left anything.  Her rose in her hand, the only thing left in the car is a wet puddle on the leather seat where she had been sitting.  She bites her lower lip shivering with embarrassment as she notices the wicked smile on the driver’s face.  Not able to look at him anymore, she rushes into the restaurant, hoping she will never see him again. 

The gentleman at the front desk looks up at the beautifully flushed woman as she enters the restaurant.  With a quick greeting he ushers her into the dining room.  Cera’s eyes immediately light upon those of her Master’s and she smiles brightly.  Seeing only him.  His handsome face all she needs to brighten instantly and bring her need rushing back to her.  She lowers her eyes immediately in respect as she notices another gentleman sitting with him.   As she nears the table, her Master rises, smiling warmly at her, thanking the gentleman for escorting her to him.  He leans over to her kissing her cheek softly whispering in her ear, “How is my little slave?  Have you been a good girl today and followed all your Master’s orders?”  At her sudden blush and shiver, he chuckles knowing she has.  “You look lovely little one, I knew that dress would look lovely on you.  Come and sit with us.”  She smiles at her Master, then slips into the booth so that she now sits between the two men.  “cera, this is Chuck, a very good friend of mine.  You will show him the respect you show me.”  Cera glances up to meet her Master’s friend, a very handsome man in his own right.  She catches her breath trembling at the devouring look in his eyes and quickly lowers hers, her lips trembling slightly as she tries to speak, “Very nice to meet you Sir.”   She again hears her Master chuckle as he watches her closely.  The waiter arrives to bring her the drink her Master ordered for her before she arrived.  Just then Master slips his hand up and beneath the slit of her dress.  Her slight jump catches the eye of the waiter and she tries to smile, but keeps her eyes averted.  Once the waiter has left with a puzzled look on his face, her Master presses his fingers to her thigh and she instantly obeys, her legs parting.  His fingers find her clit, and rest there softly, almost as if not there.  She holds her breath trying desperately to hold back, but because of her continued state of arousal her Master had her at all day, she finds it very difficult to even breath without cumming.  “Chuck, do you remember what I was telling you earlier about how lovely my cera is when she cums?”  At that instant, he presses against her clit telling her, “Now slave.”  She immediately shudders in release her Master’s voice all that was needed, but with his touch as well it intensifies her orgasm.  She bites her lip hard trying not to scream, whimpering desperately as she spins out of control. Her heart pounding in her chest as she breathes raggedly, her pussy contracting over and over, her juices coating her Master’s hand.  Both men smile warmly as they watch her cum.  Her orgasm subsiding, she tries to catch her breath.  Then realizing what she just did, wanting to run and hide, her eyes close tight and her face burns with embarrassment.  Trapped in the booth between the two men, she knows there is nowhere she will be going.  They each chuckle in turn at her embarrassment.  Her Master brings his hand from between her thighs and up to his lips to suck her sweetness from them, telling Chuck what a wonderful sauce she makes for fruit.  Cera wants to hide her face, but instantly forgets, as her Master tells her to lift her dress from beneath her bottom unless she would rather walk out of the restaurant with a nice little wet spot showing.  At her hesitation, one word from him, “Now,” has her moving instantly.  Looking around to make sure no one is watching, she lifts up hoping no one notices her now bare bottom against the leather bench.   “By your response slave, I can tell you did as you were ordered today but that hesitation you just made has gained you a punishment.”  At his words, she trembles visibly.  Having disappointed him in front of his friend making it all the worse.  Her voice trembling, “Yes Master, forgive this slave, she will not let it happen again.”  “Something is wrong slave,” her Master says with a frown.  Then leans toward her and as one hand catches in the front of her dress capturing her nipple chain and pulling it tight, the other reaches up to her hair, pulling the clip from it and letting her red gold tresses fall down and about her shoulders.  Her gasp at the sudden pain to her nipples lost as he leans over and kisses her lips causing the pain to become pleasure, “You know I prefer your hair down slave, no matter how beautiful it looks up.”  She looks up into his eyes as he lifts her chin, his soft smile letting her know he really isn’t mad at her, but that from now on she is to leave it down.  She smiles at him, “yes Master.”  He leans in to kiss her lips, whispering to her how beautiful she is, and how proud of her he is as well.  She beams up at him her love shining bright in her eyes.    

Master and his friend continued to converse all through dinner.  Each watching her as her Master would mention things she had done, or would do, how naughty she could be as well.  Cera would blush a rosy pink and avert her eyes, not knowing what to say, and not really expected to say anything at all.  As they sat casually over coffee and after dinner drinks, cera wondered what would happen next.  Her Master not saying a word to her about the evening had her very nervous and anxious even as her excitement grew.   Her Master’s hand was making slow soft circles upon her bare back when suddenly she tensed at another hand upon her thigh moving up toward her naked pussy.  Her eyes dart to her Master in shock.  He watches her closely as he continues to rub circles on her back, letting her know she was to relax and enjoy. 

 The men talked as if nothing untoward was going on beneath the tablecloth.  Yet in all actuality, Chuck’s hand had slipped up her inner thigh to rest against her shaved wet pussy.  She couldn’t believe it as he casually made comment on the mess she had there, as if he were talking about the weather.   Unlike her Master and his friend, she could not sit still and act casually, her need from the day still rampant within her.  She whimpered so softly her Master could barely hear her and asked her what she had said.   She looked up at him, and just then Chucks fingers found their way deep inside her pussy.  Her lips parted and her eyes darkened begging her Master.  He continued to watch her closely, “what is it slave?  You must ask Chuck this time, not me girl.”  Her eyes searched his, finding there the love and desire he had for her.  Chucks hand pressed deeper and against her clit, and her eyes searched his out pleadingly, then lowered before she whispered shakily, “Sir??  Please??”  Chuck’s response was to press deeper into her and harder against her clit, his other hand casually reaching across the table to the front of her dress and the chain he knew was there, pulling on it.  The pain shot instantly to her pussy and he chuckled as he felt her clit jump against his hand, and the walls of her pussy contract around his fingers.  “What is it you want little one, you must tell me specifically.”  Her eyes again darted to her Master, then to Chuck’s, and just as she was about to beg him for release he pulls on the chain again.  She squeals out breathlessly, “Please Sir, may I cum??”  Holding her eyes for a second more, he finally tells her yes as he pulls again on the chain and presses his palm to her clit at the same time.  The pleasure so intense, her screams at the tip of her lips become muffled instantly as her Master, sitting so close, covers her mouth with his.  Not until he feels her orgasm subsiding does he lift up chuckling.  “You really did behave well today slave.  I am very proud of you.  The delivery man and the driver have been singing your praises and asking for more work!”  Breathlessly she looks up at her Master blushing profusely, he knew they would all excite her, in truth, he knows everything that excites her.  Her eyes dart toward Chuck but lower in respect instantly, watching out of the corner of her eye as he brings his fingers up and licks them clean.  “Very sweet indeed Jerry, very sweet indeed.”  His eyes devour her there in the restaurant as if she were totally naked.  She squirms in her seat uncomfortable, yet so aroused she is grateful the restaurant is not well lit, and crowded with people.   

The waiter finally brings the check, looking directly at her, smiling wickedly.  She notices the bulge at the front of his pants and blushes a deep crimson red knowing he had been watching.  As Master signs the check he slides from the bench and holds his hand out to her.  She flushes a deeper red as she slip from the bench, hoping the silky material of her dress will fall instantly over her naked bottom before she is discovered.  She also hopes she had moved her dress in time so that it wasn’t wet.  Master reminds her to get her rose, and touches her back letting her know she was to bend from the waist to get it.  As she did, the waiter got an eye full of her beautiful breasts adorned with the gold chain, and her bare naked ass as her dress rose up with a little help from her Master.  The waiter smiled a devilishly wicked smile at her, letting her know that he had seen her.  As embarrassed as she was, the excitement was overpowering and she could feel her juices flow down her thighs.  Her Master’s deep voice bringing her back, “Shall we go?  We have a lot to do yet this evening.”  And with a knowing chuckle from Chuck they both lead her from the restaurant.

On the drive home, cera sat next to her Master, trembling with excitement.  Chuck sits in the seat across from her, facing her and her Master.  While Master talked a bit of business with his friend, he let his hand rest on her inner thigh running his fingers gently up and down.  She couldn’t believe they could be so casual when she was sitting there ready to scream with need!  Her frustration getting the better of her, she clamps her legs tight to stop the torture of his fingers.  She is instantly aware of the mistake she made as her Master stops his conversation to look at her, his hand clamping down in a painful pinch to her leg.  Cera lowers her eyes, whispering immediately how sorry she was and begging for forgiveness.  Her Master’s voice unbelievably calm, “I see we have some lessons to learn tonight slave.  You will receive punishment for this when we get home, along with that from your earlier mistake, but until we get there, you will open your thighs wide slave, one thigh over my knee, the other as far as it will go toward the door.  Lift your skirt to your waist so that Chuck can see clearly” Trembling, she obeys her Master, keeping her eyes lowered, so embarrassed that even if she were allowed to, she couldn’t have looked Chuck in the eyes.  “Now slave, you will show Chuck how you masturbate for your Master the rest of the trip home, but you may not cum unless you ask.  Understood?”  Her lips dry as she tries to answer him, her words coming out as a whisper, “yes Master” He waited until her fingers found her wet swollen folds before resuming his business conversation.  Chuck’s eyes darkened, never leaving her body and her fingers as she played, yet he listened to and commented back on several issues with her Master as if it were an everyday thing for him to watch a woman masturbate.  With her eyes closed, cera let her fingers run through the swollen petals of her pussy, finding her clit instantly throbbing and aching with need.  Her breathing catches on a gasp as she presses against it.  She knew that at any moment she could cum, but also knew that if she didn’t ask first, she would be in worse trouble then she was.  Her Master knowing her body so well, knew she was close.  Out of the corner of his eye, he watched and waited.  When she closed her eyes and leaned her head back pressing against her clit faster and harder, he reached over and tugged on her nipple chain.  She instantly screamed her Master’s name as her orgasm took her.  Shuddering and shaking, gasping for breath, whimpering with each gasp over and over as the pleasure rocked her body.  Her heart pounded wildly out of control, just as she was doing.  The intensity quieting, cera lay sprawled in a heap against the leather seats breathing deeply and trembling with aftershocks.  She didn’t see her Master’s loving smile before he frowned and his voice became stern, “I believe you forgot something slave, we will deal with it shortly as we are home now.”  She hadn’t realized the car had stopped and they were sitting in front of the house.  She begins to sit up, then looks to her Master for approval.  “Yes slave, you may get up, but before we depart, I do believe there is a mess you must clean up first, we don’t want to leave it for the driver to clean up now do we?”  Whimpering in embarrassment, she knows what she is to do.  She slips to her knees on the floor, turning and bending over the seat.  Just as her tongue slips from her lips to clean up the mess her cum made on the seat, she is startled by Chuck’s hand on her ass, caressing the soft roundness.  His hand slips into the wet folds of her pussy scooping out some of her cum.  Then he takes his wet fingers and slowly plays at her tight little hole, chuckling as he watches her body squirm and try to finish cleaning the seat, hearing her moan lightly.  Licking her lips, cera looks up at her Master pleadingly.  “Up girl, it is time to go inside.”  At that precise moment, the driver opens the door allowing them to exit the car.  Cera tries as hard as she can to be graceful and act as if nothing out of the ordinary had just occurred in the car, but one look at the drivers face and she turns ten shades of red.  Wishing desperately for all eyes to be off her at that moment, she rushes to the house, awaiting her Master to unlock the door.  He walks up slowly smiling and talking with Chuck as if nothing new had happened.  Upon entering the house, cera nervously heads for her bedroom, but stops at her Master’s command.  “Come here slave.”  She turns to face her Master, walking toward him, her eyes downcast.  He lifts her chin with his hand, placing a soft kiss to her lips.  “You understand what you will be punished for don’t you slave?” “Yes Master, your slave will be punished because she was disobedient, not following her Master’s orders immediately.” He lifts her chin again to look in her beautiful green eyes, “and for what else slave?”  She looks at him, disappointment at herself for displeasing him in her eyes, “because your slave was bad and didn’t ask permission before she came”  “Yes My slave, and you realize it is a sever punishment you will receive don’t you?”  Cera whispers brokenly with anxiety and excitement, “yes Master.”  Kissing her once again before letting her go, he tells her to strip.  Standing there in the entryway, not hesitating to comply, she lets the shoulders of the beautiful green silk dress slip down her arms, instantly baring her breasts, adorned with the golden nipple chain.  She could feel the heat of Chuck’s eyes boring into her back as she undressed for her Master.  Her hands reach for the soft material bunched around her waist, and push it over the curve of her hips, letting it fall and pool at her feet.  Stepping out of the dress, she bends at the waist to pick it up, laying it in her Master’s outstretched hand.  “As lovely as your legs look in those heels slave, you won’t be needing them.”  Cera slips from her heels, now completely naked except for her nipple chain and collar.  “My beautiful little slave, such a naughty girl tonight.  You will go to the den and wait for us there” She trembles visibly telling him, “yes Master” before heading toward the den, both men watching her go. 

Their conversation trails off into the distance as she enters the den, her Master’s favorite room.  Upon entering she notices several things already out and ready for use.  The cuffs were out and lying on Master’s desk.  She also sees her paddle, the flogger, the crop, several dildos of varying sizes, a butt plug, lubrication, and a ball gag.  Cera trembles feeling her need growing desperately along with the trepidation of what will happen, her trust and love for her Master calming her fears, yet bringing on a rush of heat so strong she trembles again.  She quickly walks to Master’s chair and slips to her knees, her back straight, her head held high.  She places her palms up on her thighs, spreading them to leave herself completely open for her Master.  She lowers her eyes, feeling her heart pounding erratically in her chest, and awaits her Master.  She doesn’t have long to wait as she hears the door opening and both men entering the room.

Master walks into the room, making his way to his chair.  Cera can hear Chuck sitting down on the couch opposite Masters favorite chair.  Master looks down at his beautiful little slave, his pride and joy.  He trails a finger along her jaw before placing it below her chin and lifting her face to him looking deep in her eyes.   He sees in them fear, excitement, anxiety, desire, need, and her love and trust.  He smiles inwardly knowing he has not pushed her too far, and in fact knows there is a long way to go before he were to come close to her limits.  His naughty little slave that would do anything for him, sat tall and proud awaiting her fate.  “Bring me the cuffs slave.”  Cera rises, and gracefully walks to the desk getting the cuffs, then returns to her Master, kneeling again and offering them up to him.  He takes them and places them around each wrist.  Standing he reaches for her nipple chain and pulls her up by it.  She winces from the pain as he pulls her to her feet.  She walks behind him as he pulls her to the chain hanging from the ceiling near the corner of the room, then stands quietly as he attaches her cuffs to it, stretching her body up.  Her full swollen breasts, lifted with her arms above her, ache with pain and need from the constant pull of the chain on her nipples.  Master brings his hands to her chain again, pulling her toward him stepping back a little to pull her more.  He smiles at her moan of pain, then leans in to kiss her soft lips.  “Take your punishment like a good girl slave, and I won’t use the gag.” He smiles; knowing it is not her favorite toy.  Her lips dry, she licks them before telling him, “It will not be necessary to use the gag Master, your slave promises.  She knows she was bad and deserves her punishment.  Thank you Master for teaching your slave when she is wrong.”  Master’s eyes fill with his own need and desire at seeing her bound so.  “You disobeyed me in front of my friend slave, therefore you will be punished in front of him, as well as be punished by him if he so chooses to take offense to your behavior tonight, which I do believe he does.  Do you understand slave?”  Trembling, her words shaky, “yes Master, your slave understands, and is sorry for her behavior tonight.”  From the couch cera hears Chuck speak, “We are sure that you are sorry little one, but you must learn not to repeat your mistakes.”   Master reaches his fingers to her pussy, finding her more wet then ever before, smiling because he knows his naughty little slave so well.  He takes his hand away and hides his smile at the soft whimper that escapes her lips.   “First the paddle slave for your hesitation earlier, twenty strokes…” Cera begins to think she is getting off lightly, until her Master says, “…from each of us.”  She winces and trembles as her Master gives her one more pull of the chain attached to her nipples, his hand winding into her hair, pulling her head back and kissing her hard, leaving her breathless, then letting go and walking to get the paddle from his desk.  Walking back to her, he caresses her ass with the paddle watching her eyes darken before turning her so that her back was to the room.  Smackkkkkkkkk smackkkkkkkkkkk smackkkkkkkkkkk smackkkkkkkkk smackkkkkkkkkkk smackkkkkkkkkkkkk   The paddle rains down hard on her ass, first one cheek then the other, her Master not holding back.  Cera’s gasps for air become moans of pain each time the paddle strikes her burning flesh.  She bites her lip hard, closing her eyes tight, and fists her hands around the cuffs trying to remain still for the remaining fifteen.  Smackkkkkkkkkk smackkkkkkkkkkk smackkkkkkkkkkk smackkkkkkkkkkk smackkkkkkkkkk   Her Master stops for a few seconds, his hand caressing her, feeling the heat radiating from her now pink cheeks.  Without a word of warning, he begins again.  Smackkkkkkkkkk smackkkkkkkkkkk smackkkkkkkkkkk smackkkkkkkkkk smackkkkkkkkkkk   Her moans becoming louder as the pain penetrates her whole body.  The heat inside her builds to the same degree of her ass, her need increasing with each new stroke.  Smackkkkkkkkkkkk smackkkkkkkkkkkkkkk smackkkkkkkkkkkk smackkkkkkkkkkk smackkkkkkkkkkkkkk!  Her Master stops, again caressing her now red ass to inspect its warmth.  At her indrawn breath, he slips his hand between her thighs, feeling her wet juices flowing freely and instantly coating his fingers.  He plays there until she begins to squirm and whimper loudly with her need.  He sees her body tightening and warns her she will not cum or she will get double her punishment.  She bites her lip hard trying to hold it back, almost relieved that her Master steps away from her, until she hears him handing Chuck the paddle telling him it was his turn.  Cera didn’t know what to expect, and certainly wasn’t ready for the first swat that came instantly and hard, landing across the tender underside of her cheeks.  Smackkkkkkkkkkkkk  smackkkkkkkkkkkkkk smackkkkkkkkkkk smackkkkkkkkkkkkkk  smackkkkkkkkkkk Cera screams lightly at the pain, her ass bright red and burning desperately with no relief in site.  Her hands tightening around the cuffs she twists and turns on the chain as each new swat of the paddle lands across an already tender spot.   Tears sting the back of her eyes, but she tries to hold them back.  Smackkkkkkkkkkk smackkkkkkkkkkkkk smackkkkkkkkkkkk smackkkkkkkkkkkk smackkkkkkkkkk smackkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk   Cera’s head falls back as she hangs limply from her chain trying desperately to calm her racing heart and ragged breathing, whimpering from the sting of her burning ass, and the need it caused inside her.  Chuck brought his cool hand up to caress the inferno of her cheeks, whispering in her ear how lovely she was and how well she took this first part of her punishment.  Telling her how proud her Master must be with a slave as beautiful as she.  His words calming, he reaches between her thighs, which open obediently to his searching fingers.  He instantly thrusts three fingers deep into her pussy over and over.  She instantly begs him to let her cum.  Then cries out as he pulls out quickly, telling her no, this is a punishment girl, not pleasure… yet.   He steps away from her laying the paddle on the desk and returning to the couch while her Master comes forward again his hand coming up to caress her burning ass, squeezing it gently to elicit a moan.  “Now my naughty little slave, for your second offense.  Do you remember slave?”  Cera licks her dry lips, catching her breath and pulling herself up shakily telling him, “yes Master, your girl tried to stop your hand as it rest on her inner thigh in the car on the way home.” Her Master agreeing, “Yes slave, something you are never to do, try to stop your Master’s hand.”  Trembling, cera answers him, “yes Master, forgive me, there is no excuse for this bad girl, she deserves to be punished Master.”  “Another twenty strokes slave, this time I will use the belt, and Chuck will use the crop.”  Cera trembles visibly, whimpering in desperate need.  Her body racked with the burning pain from her ass, her mind still distinguishing between pleasure and pain. She shivers hearing her Master unbuckling his belt and pulling it from the loops of his pants, having heard that sound many times before.  He brings it across her breasts, letting her feel it’s smooth coolness against her heated flesh.  He smiles as he flicks it lightly against her hard sensitive nipples making her gasp with pleasure.  He then trails it down over her flat belly to slip between her thighs.  Her legs open instantly and as the belt slides through her wetness and touches her clit, cera looks to her Master begging brokenly.  “Mmastterr, pplleaasse, your slave is trying her best not to cum right now, but cant hold it much longer her need is so great.”  Her Master looks deep into her pleading green eyes, grabs a handful of her hair pulling her head back then kisses her lips hard, punishing them.  Lifting up, he hesitates for only a second before saying one word, “Now” and with that her body shakes uncontrollably as waves of pleasure take her.  Crackkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk  crackkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk crackkkkkkkkkkkkkk crackkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk crackkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk  Screaming her Master’s name over and over, the pain and pleasure mingling in her mind setting her free, with each new crack of the belt against her bruised burning ass she cums again and again and again.  Crackkkkkkkkkkkkkk crackkkkkkkkkkkk crackkkkkkkkkkkk crackkkkkkkkkkkkk crackkkkkkkkkkkkkkk.  Her ass was now covered with red slashes.  The tears stream down her cheeks from both the pain and the intensity of the pleasure her Master brings her as she cums.  Crackkkkkkkkkkkk crackkkkkkkkkkkkkkk crackkkkkkkkkkk crackkkkkkkkkkkk crackkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk   Her Master shows no mercy as he finishes his punishment, watching his slave take all he has with such beauty and grace. He delivers the last five strokes without hesitation, covering each tender burning cheek.  Crackkkkkkkkkkkk crackkkkkkkkkkk crackkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk crackkkkkkkkkk crackkkkkkkkkkkkkk   He sets the belt down, and slipping his fingers into his drink grabs a piece of ice and walks to his lovely little girl.  Her tears streaming down her beautiful face, her sobs ragged, her legs shaky and buckling from the strain, she finds the strength to pull herself up, making him so proud of his little slave.  “That’s my girl, just a little more slave.  I know you can take it.” His hand with the ice makes contact with her burning flesh and she jerks and gasps for breath before adjusting to it and pressing herself toward his hand for the soothing relief.  Her words barely audible as she whispers to her Master, “I love you Master.”  He smiles, his need and love for his little slave apparent in his deep blue eyes before he steps back, looking at her ass, now bruised and red, burning hot.  He looks back to Chuck, handing him the crop. 

Chuck walks slowly around cera, bringing the crop up and caressing her face with it as he lifts her chin to look into her eyes.  He sees the pain and the pleasure burning brightly in them.  He thinks about what a treasure she is, how lovely she looked as he watched her orgasms take her over and over while Jerry whipped her.  She was strong, she was proud.  He gives her ass a few more minutes while he lets the crop slide along her body.   He brings it to the taut tortured tips of her nipples.  Watching her carefully, he flicks his wrist letting the crop crack down on her nipple.  Her body jerking, he hears her whimper of pain turn to pleasure then to pain again as he flicks over the other nipple.  Over and over, first one nipple then the other.  He watches as she trembles in need.  “What is it little one?  What do you want?  What do you need?” With each question he flicks the crop lower over her belly to the top of her mound.  Her heart skipping a beat as the heat again builds yet she tries to hold it back.  Brokenly she tells him, “Ssirr, this slave needs desperately to cum again!”  Chuck flicks his wrist, the tip of the crop landing on her clit. She screams out pulling against the chain, her head falling back as she gasps for air.  “Did you forget something little one,” he asks her.  Trying desperately to remember what she forgot, then upon realizing it begs, “PLEASE SIR????????”  Chuck flicks the crop across her clit several times, at the same time he tells her to cum.  Her body again wracked with shudders and spasms as the pain becomes the pleasure, taking her into and beyond herself.  Chuck pulls on her nipple chain at the same time creating even more painful pleasure for her.  Then as her contractions subside and yet before her breathing calms… crackkkkkkkkkkkkk crackkkkkkkkkkkkkk crackkkkkkkkkkk crackkkkkkkkkkkk crackkkkkkkkk  He brings the crop down hard across her burning ass hearing her scream as it hits the tender flesh.  He finds a new spot each time, bringing welts to her lovely red cheeks. Crackkkkkkkkkkk crackkkkkkkkkkkkkk crackkkkkkkkkkkkk crackkkkkkkkkkkkk crackkkkkkkkkkkkk  Over and over, the pain taking her beyond her own control, beyond her will.  Her cries from the intensity of the pain as well as the pleasure flood her body.  Crackkkkkkkkkk crackkkkkkkkkkk crackkkkkkkkkkk crackkkkkkkkkkkk crackkkkkkkkkkkkkk  

Her body was limp as her Master unhooked her from the ceiling.  Carrying her lovingly to his chair and cradling her in his arms as she cries.  He croons softly into her ear.  “That’s my little slave, I am so proud of you, I love you, cera.  Shh my love, it’s okay now.  You have only one more punishment to receive.  I know you can do it”   He continued to hold her, rocking her and running his fingers through her hair, soothing her.  Her Master lifts her tear stained face kissing her soft lips, tasting the salt of her tears.  He smiles at her, and she smiles back weakly, her need for this man overpowering even the pain of her burning ass.  He continues to hold her and rock her for several minutes more, enjoying the feel of her lovely naked body in his arms, her burning ass against his leg.  She too knows she can take the rest of her punishment.  Her Master giving her the strength she needs, knowing the pleasure that awaits her once it is over.  She stirs in his lap, and on shaking legs, stands.  Straightening her back she stands tall as she turns to her Master.  “Your slave is ready Master.  She came without asking permission first and must be punished for it.”  The pride in his eyes gives her all the strength she needs as he tells her to lay across the desk.  Her Master stands and comes up behind her, picking up the cane he had against the wall that she hadn’t seen earlier.  “I do believe six strokes will be sufficient slave.  Three from me and three from Chuck”  He hears her response strong as she lays over the desk, her burning ass on display.  “Yes Master, your slave is ready.”  She holds tight to the edge of the desk, preparing herself for the first swipe of the cane.  Her Master doesn’t prolong her wait, bringing the cane down swift and hard.  Thwackkkkkkkkk   Cera’s screams echo through the room.  Master waits for her to catch her breath, watching the red welt rise on her ass.  Thwackkkkkkkkkkkk   A second red welt quickly forms on her bruised ass as her tears fall, cleansing tears.  Thwackkkkkkkkkkkk  Her knuckles white as she grips the desk and lifts up on her toes reaching for the next sting.  Her tears slip steadily from her eyes, and all she hears is the pounding of her heart and her own cries.  She  waits patiently as her Master hands the cane to his friend.  Chuck didn’t want to prolong the pain much longer either, bringing the cane down across her other cheek quickly.  Thwackkkkkkkkk  watching as her lovely body begins to rise to the pain.  Thwackkkkkkkkk   Thwackkkkkkkkkk  At the last mark, her whole body relaxes and you can see her physically exhausted and drained body go totally limp.  With her last bit of coherent thought, both men hear her barely audible voice,  “Thankkkk youuu Master” and smile, knowing that this beautiful slave had much more to give.   

Her Master lifts her tenderly and carries her to their room, placing her on the bed on her stomach.  He reaches for the bottle of lotion on the nightstand and while talking softly, lovingly to her, rubs it into her burning flesh, the heat of her bottom soaking it in instantly.  Her cries soft now as she lays there totally spent.  Her Master kisses the top of her head then tells her to rest now, and when she wakes, there will only be the pleasure as she gets her reward for being so good.  “I love you slave… rest now.”  And with his words of love and praise, she falls into a beautifully restful sleep.

 The sun was bright in the sky as cera woke.  She stretched her naked warm body lazily, her green eyes blinking against the light, and her soft auburn hair fanned out framing her face.  She had a soft smile on her face thinking of the wickedly wonderful dream she had, then had this strange sense of déjà vu as she tried to remember it all.  A small piece of hair tickled her nose and she tried to bring her hand down to move it, suddenly realizing that she couldn’t move her arms.  She looked around the room and as she moved, felt the burn of her ass against the cool sheets.  Her hands were cuffed to the headboard, her nipples adorned with a gold chain, and her feet cuffed wide open at the base of the bed.  With each movement she made, a dull pain shot through her from her burning sore ass, stirring a need deep inside her.  It wasn’t a dream!  How long had she been out?  Suddenly the memories came rushing back to her, along with the pain and the pleasure of the day and night before, her embarrassment, her punishment, and her pleasure.  Each movement she made on the bed causing the ache in her ass to return and set off a new desire and need aching to be filled.  Where was her Master?  Where was his friend Chuck?   She squirmed on the bed, pulling against the cuffs, whimpering as her need built.  Her need.. for him.. for pain.. for pleasure.. for.. the bathroom.  Just as she was about to call out for her Master, he walked into the bedroom in his robe, a cup of fresh coffee in his hands and a beautiful smile on his face.  “Good morning my sexy little slave, how is my girl this morning?”  He takes a quick sip of his coffee, then leans over her and kisses her sweet lips.  Cera tries to speak, but her throat is dry and can’t, so she looks up at her Master pleadingly.  “What is it slave?”  Swallowing to moisten her throat, she finally croaks out, “Master, please, your slave has to relieve herself.”  She hears his chuckle as he sits down on the bed beside her.  Teasing her, he brings his hand to the already wet folds of her pussy, “You mean you couldn’t hold off if I were to do this slave?”  She sees his wicked smile just before she feels his fingers sliding easily into her pussy.  She arches up to meet his fingers whimpering.  Her need for release almost as strong as her need to go to the bathroom.  “Master, please????” she begs him.  Teasing her pussy a little bit more he chuckles before he finally relents and reaches for her cuffs, telling her not to move even after he gets them undone.  She obeys, laying perfectly still, watching her handsome Master with a soft smile as he works at the cuffs. Her eyes take in his beautiful blue eyes, his dark hair, the mustache that tickles her so sometimes, and his lean but muscular physique.  She pictures him naked before her, his cock rampant with need for her, and smiles heatedly.  She is brought out of her daydream by the hearty laugh of her Master looking down on her.  “Now what in the world has brought that wicked hungry smile to your face naughty girl?”  Cera blushes a bright pink averting her eyes, but her Master grabs her chin pulling it back so that he can look deep in her eyes.  “Tell me slave or I will not take you into the bathroom.”  His smile wicked, knowing how much she needs to go.   Hesitating only a second, “Your slave was thinking of her Master and how handsome he is, and .. and how” lowering her eyes and turning a shade pinker, then looking again up at him heatedly,  “and how she loves it when he is naked and in desperate need of her body for his pleasure.”  Her Master smiles down at her, leans over to kiss her lips softly, then scoops her up in his arms and carries her into the bathroom.  Setting her down he tells her, “You have 20 minutes slave, to freshen up, and do whatever you need to do.  When you are finished you are to call me and I will come to get you.”  She opens her mouth to protest, but he covers it with his finger, a stern look to his face.  “Not one word of protest slave.  Your punishment from last night should have taught you that.”  She blushes a deep red, lowering her eyes, feeling the slight stiffness of her body from last night’s punishment.  Then without hesitation tells him, “yes Master” and goes into the bathroom to freshen up.  She hears her Master’s soft chuckle through the door.

 Cera quickly relieves herself, then decides to freshen up before her time was up.  With twenty minutes, she decides to take a quick shower, turning the water on to warm.  Master did not say she couldn’t, so she pins her hair up, knowing she won’t have time to dry it after, and steps into the shower.  She would love to stand there in the water, letting it drip down over her flesh, calming the heat that was rising again as thoughts of the previous night come back to her.  But she knows she doesn’t have time.  She quickly washes and shaves before turning off the water, and steps from the shower.  Drying off quickly, she applies her Masters favorite lotion making her skin soft and supple.  Her hands slide over her ass, still hot from her punishment.  The red welts from the belt, the crop and the cane still criss crossing her skin.  She touches each one lovingly, moaning at the dull ache it brings her as well as the pleasure it elicits, feeling the wetness between her thighs.  Her hands linger a few minutes more before she realizes she better hurry.  She brushes her teeth and pulls her hair from its clip and lets it fall softly around and below her shoulders.  Glancing quickly in the mirror she smiles thinking of her Master waiting for her then goes to the door to open it.  She gasps as it swings open, her Master standing there.  “Your time is up slave, whether you are finished or not.”  “But Master, I was just going to call you” she tries to hide her giggle at his impatience.  Seeing her laughter, he bends at the waist and pulls her over his shoulder.  She squeals trying to get a grip before falling.  “Master!!”  He just laughs and swats he bottom causing her to moan deeply as his hand lands over the hot red welts already there.  He carries her to the bed and with a smile lays her down gently, leaning in to kiss her soft lips.  He talks to her as he brings her hands back up, cuffing them again to the headboard; “You were so strong and brave last night my slave.  I was and am very proud of you.”  He goes to the bottom of the bed, and as their eyes meet he grabs her legs opening them wide, each of them watching the others eyes darken with need.  He sees her body shiver and notices how wet she is as he stares at her lovely shaved pussy.  Securing each leg to the far ends of the bed, he sits down between them letting his fingers slide up first one and then the other leg, until he reaches her wet folds.  Watching her closely, he lets his finger trail over her clit.  Her breathing deepens and she arches toward his fingers.  He plays there, sliding over and around her throbbing clit until he hears her whimpers of need.  Just as she opens her mouth to beg him to cum, he pulls his hand away chuckling.  “Oh no my naughty little slave, not so fast this morning.  There is so much more pleasure, but you must be patient.”  “Master knows his girl doesn’t have much of that” she pouts from the loss of his fingers.  He chuckles, “yes slave, that is why I think this is needed.”  He pulls the blindfold from the pocket of his robe, walking around to the side of the bed.  He bends down, kissing each eye softly shut, then places the blindfold on her.  Before leaving her, he gives a quick tug on her nipple chain, her back instantly arching, her nipples taut and lifting for more, the pain shooting directly to the heat pooling between her thighs.  Without another word, she hears him leave, feeling his loss immediately.  Her heart racing, pounding desperately against her chest, she wonders what her Master has planned. 

 Cera lies there squirming on the bed, moaning occasionally from her sore ass rubbing against the bed.  She is totally unaware of her Master standing at the doorway with his coffee in hand watching her.  His love and pride evident in his smile.  He wanted this weekend to be like no other they had experienced.  Letting her realize new wants, new desires, new needs that were not only hers but his.  He loved taking her beyond and into new experiences with him.  He walks back into the room setting down his coffee, knowing that she hears him and follows him with her head.   He sits down beside her, his hand coming up to caress her face, down her neck, and over the soft white mounds of her breasts.  He grabs the chain connecting her nipples, pulling on it until she begins to whimper and arch off the bed.  At the same time he leans in kissing her soft moist lips passionately.  Suddenly she feels the sharp sting of a flogger as it lands across her breasts taking her by surprise, especially since it is coming from a different direction.  Her head turning back and forth, “Master?”  She hears no answer, before suddenly feeling over and over the sting of the flogger against her breasts, her nipples achingly hard and lifting to each new sting.  Her mind devouring the pain of each stinging caress to her skin, feeling them as they rain down over her whole body, her arms, her belly, her thighs, her calves, her feet.  Everywhere, the pain of each strip of leather fanning the fires deep within her as it strikes her body.  Her whimpers becoming cries as she begs her Master, “please Master?????”  At her pleas, the sting of the flogger makes its way to her open pussy.  Over and over slapping against her wetness.  Her clit hard, throbbing, begging for the release that only her Master can give her.  She squirms and pulls against the cuffs, trying to close her legs to get some sort of relief, but is unable.  Suddenly she gasps, feeling two hungry mouths on her, one at her nipple sucking and tugging, pulling her nipple with its teeth.  The other mouth at her pussy sucks and tugs on her clit.  Her screams for her Master echo through the room as she cums hard, whimpering and gasping for air.  Her body trembles and shakes uncontrollably.  Her hands and legs pull against the cuffs.  The two mouths were relentless as they continue to devour her.  She cries out trying to pull away, her clit so sensitive.  She hears both men chuckling as they lift from her.  She tries desperately to catch her breath as she hears her Master, “you remember my friend don’t you slave?”  All she can do is whimper and shake her head yes.  Chuck smiles from the side of the bed.  “You are quite lovely when you cum little one.”  At her blush she hears him chuckle again, loving the way her blush makes it all the way down to her toes.  She hears her Master from the other side of the room, “I will forgive you this time for not asking before you came slave, only because we didn’t give you much choice, but don’t let it happen again, do you understand?”  “Yes Master” she answers shakily, remembering what she got last night for the same offense.  “Chuck, how about another cup of coffee?”  At Chuck’s reply, she hears them walking toward the door.  Cera figures she has some time to cool down, until she hears her Master’s voice again.  “Oh wait, I forgot something Chuck.”  She tries listening carefully to what he is doing, then suddenly feels something cool at her pussy.  Recognizing it as one of her vibrators, she arches as he slips it easily inside her, filling her.  She moans lightly as her need again builds.  She begins to move her hips toward the vibrator, the feelings so delicious.  When her Master pulls it from her she whimpers, only to moan as he places it against her tight ass, pressing it in until she relaxes and allows the vibrator to slip in.  Slowly, easily her Master works the vibrator into her ass until it is completely in and she feels the wide base of it against her cheeks.  Her breathing erratic as she lies there whimpering, her need pounding through her veins.  She feels another set of hands coming around her, attaching something around her waist, then lifting her to bring it between her open legs… a leather harness.  The harness is tightened against the vibrator in her ass, keeping it in place.  She hears Chuck reminding her Master to turn on the vibrator, instantly feeling and hearing the hum throughout her body.   She whimpers against the onslaught of pleasure the vibrations bring her.  Then cera feels a pull on her nipple chain and moans, her nipples so sensitive.   Master attaches it to the belt, giving her nipples a constant pull, and a sharp pain shooting through her every time she moves.  Her body awash with pain and pleasure she squirms on the bed, “Master, please??”  She hears his laugh, “no slave, you and I both know you can hold out longer then this, and you will not cum until I tell you.  You ready for that cup of coffee Chuck?”  And with that, they leave her there squirming on the bed, the vibrator in her ass and her nipples aching to be released.   

Cera tries to remain still, so as not to increase the pain in her nipples, which tends to shoot directly to her clit, making it throb each time she moves.  But her need growing desperately, she begins to move her hips moving the vibrator in her ass and in turn pulls on the chain.  She gasps at the pleasure and pain as the vibrator hums, her nipples pull and her clit jumps.  She tries to stop herself from moving, but her hips begin to move on their own.  By the time the men come back to the room cera is desperate for release, her breathing ragged, her whimpers light as she begs,  “Master please???”  Smiling because he knew his naughty little slave couldn’t keep still, he tells her no, not yet, knowing his slave very well, and how much she can take.  She whimpers desperately, but tries to hold it back.  Suddenly she feels the bed dipping and a body straddling her chest, a hard cock pressing against her lips.  She isn’t sure if it is her Master or Chuck’s but at the moment doesn’t care, her lips opening obediently.   Cera’s tongue slides around the tip of the cock, her tongue registering immediately that it is a little bigger around then her Master’s, who’s cock isn’t small by any means.  As much as she has tried, she can’t take all of her Master’s cock, so she wonders how she will do with this one.  Right now, it doesn’t matter; all she wants is this cock.  Her mouth hungry as she begins to work her tongue and lips around Chuck’s cock.  She opens her mouth wide taking the head of his cock fully in her mouth, sucking and nibbling at the tip.  Opening her mouth wider, she sucks hard, pulling him in deeper and deeper until she can’t take any more.  She begins to let her tongue play wickedly over the sensitive underside, just below the tip.  She hears his moans of pleasure as she sucks against it, then nips it with her teeth.  Next she brings her tongue out and licks his full length best she can, tasting a drop of precum at the tip.  She sucks hard on it feeling his cock jerk in her mouth.  At the same time, she receives a sudden slap to her exposed clit and begins moaning and screaming around Chuck’s cock.  She lets him go long enough to beg to cum, “please Master????????????”  Another slap, and another, over and over as her Master asks her, “please what slut?  What does my hungry little slut want?  You must tell me exactly” Each new slap making her body jerk, the vibrator in her ass deepen, and her nipple chain pull tight causing the pain to shoot to her clit.  “Master!!!  I must cum!!!  PLEASE!!!  I can’t hold it much longer!  Please Master??? Please???????”  Chuck pushes his cock in her mouth hard, fucking her mouth.  At the same time she barely hears her Master tell her “NOW slave!”  as he slaps her clit over and over.  Cera screams around Chuck’s cock her body beginning to shake uncontrollably pulling harder on the nipple chain causing more pain and more pleasure.  She sucks Chuck’s cock so hard as she cums, barely hearing his loud groan before she feels his hot cum filling her mouth, splashing against the back of her throat.  Her breathing heavy as she tries swallowing every drop, and yet her own body still wracked with pleasure.  Her Master slows his hand to her clit as both her and Chuck’s orgasm’s subside for the moment.  Chuck telling her to lick his balls clean from the few drops that spilled out of her mouth.  As cera cleans Chuck’s cock, she feels her Master removing the harness from around her, pulling the vibrator from her ass.  Seeing her cum soaked pussy her Master leans down and licks her softly and slowly, feeling her shiver with pleasure as he makes contact with her clit.  Chuck slides off of her, and she hears her Master tell him to help him turn her over.  Each unbinds one of her ankles at the foot of the bed.  Only her legs free, her Master lifts her and turns her over, her hands still cuffed to the headboard.  Instead of recuffing her, he places her on her knees.  Chuck, spent for the moment, sits in the chair on the side of the bed to watch, as her Master climbs up on the bed behind her.  Master’s cock so hard and so big from the excitement of seeing his slave wild with passion, finds it’s way to her pussy immediately.  He begins to pump in and out of her slowly, letting her adjust to his size, placing his thumbs at her ass, already stretched by the vibrator.  His thumbs keep her stretched as he coats his cock with her cum.  Slipping from her body he hears her whimper of loss and reaches forward to grab a hand full of her hair and pull her head back.  At the same time plunges his big cock deep in her ass.  She screams at the pain of his first thrust, pushing back against him until he is in deep to his balls.  Her Master stills as she tries to get used to him there.  As soon as he feel her start to pulse around him and push back on him he begins to move.  “That’s my naughty little slut, take your Master’s cock!” Faster and faster he plunges into her, her need for him as strong as his for her, his cock so strong so deep she presses back with each thrust.  Her hair still in his hand he holds her tight as he fucks her hard.  Her body tightens around him, her breathing ragged; he feels her pulsing around him so close.  Slap slap slap!!  Her Master slaps her red and bruised ass hard as he fucks her.  The pain shooting directly to her clit and she screams out “MASTER PLEASE????” “CUM my little slut!!!!  Cum for your Master as he shoots his cum deep in your ass!”  She screams his name over and over, her orgasm taking her hard, whimpering and gasping for breath as her Master pounds into her tight ass filling her with his hot cum.   Over and over his cum shooting deep inside her as he continues to slap her already bruised ass.  The pain taking her beyond to the pleasure only her Master can give her.  Her body, mind and soul.. his. 

  Master’s body holding her up, her own body exhausted and spent.  Her Master slides with her down to a laying position still deep in her ass, his hands holding and cradling her as he kisses her neck and cheek, whispering in her ear, “my beautiful little slave, my sexy little slut, I love you.”  His words filling her with such warmth, he sees a single tear slip from beneath the blindfold.  He quiets her, soothing her with his words, his hands running through her beautiful soft red hair.  He knows her tears are of love and from the overwhelming intensity of her pleasure.  Little does she know, it isn’t over with yet.  He slips from her exhausted body, smiling at her whimper of loss when he does.  He turns her gently and cuffs her again to the ends of the bed, then goes to the bathroom for a soft warm washcloth, to soothe and clean her.  She smiles at his loving touch as he cleans her.  He leans in to kiss her, then laying on one side of the bed, Chuck on the other, they curl up around her to rest. 

 Cera wakes upon a gasp of pleasure.  Still not able to see, because of the blindfold, she is not sure at first who is between her legs with their tongue buried deep in her pussy.  She arches off the bed pulling against the cuffs, her body begging for more.  A pair of lips take one of her nipples into it’s mouth tugging and pulling at it with sharp teeth, then sucking hard until her whimpers begin to come steadily.  Fingers caressing her every where, lips tasting her, the pleasure constant as they bring her to the edge quickly.  Her lips dry, she tries to beg for release, but all that comes out are whimpers.  “You had better not cum my little slave, without asking first.  I would hate to have to punish you now when we still have so much pleasure to experience.”  She can hear the smile in his voice just before he leans down again sucking hard on her nipple, pinching the other with his fingers.  Chuck’s mouth and hands at her pussy begin to move wickedly upon her.  He sucks her clit into his mouth as he pumps three fingers deep in her pussy.  “Mmmasterrrr pleaseeeeeeee!!!  Your slave needs to cum!! PLEASE MASTER???” She arches her back as they increase the pressure on her clit and nipples, her body tightening to a point of no return.  “NOW slave!”  She hears her Master’s voice just in time and screams out desperately, her body spiraling out of control.  The pleasure takes her over and over, the hungry mouths not letting up on her.  Her screams continue as they take her from one orgasm to the next.  Chuck’s mouth and fingers relentless as he sucks and fucks her with them.  Her body is racked with pleasure, trembling desperately with her release.  Just as she would come down from one orgasm, they would bring her right back into another.  The intensity so great she begins to sob with her pleasure. 

 “Shhhhhh my little slave, I am here, shhhhhh” her Master’s voice penetrating her mind calming her, his hands lovingly running through her hair and down the side of her cheek.  Jerry smiles back at Chuck as they both sit back.  “Unless I missed my count Jerry, I would say that was ten in a row,” Chuck chuckles lightly, letting his hands caress her limbs gently, soothingly.  Master leans over her kissing her dry lips softly, moistening them.  His hands reach for the blindfold and pull it off.  He loves the look in her lovely green eyes as she looks up at him, her need and love shining brightly in them.  He reaches for the cuffs to her arms, releasing her and massaging her arms as he brings them down.  Chuck in turn removes her ankle cuffs then comes up beside her sitting back against the headboard.  Cera curls instantly into her Master when released from the cuffs, her body still awash with pleasure, trembling with aftershocks.  Master’s arms come around her holding her tight, soothing her, giving her his strength and love, her body beginning to calm.  Her heart starts to race again though as she hears Chuck’s voice from behind her, “little one, I have something that needs your attention.”  She turns to get her first look at his naked body.  He is lean and handsome, not as handsome to her as her Master, but definitely appealing.  Her eyes traveling the length of him and widen when she sees him stroking his rampant cock, slightly larger and thicker then her Master’s.  She looks back to her Master, “You heard him slave, now.”  Her arms and legs trembling she slips to her knees between Chuck’s legs, her eyes devouring his cock.  She looks to him for approval before her hands come up to hold and caress him, her mouth opens, and her tongue licks the full length of his cock like a giant popsicle.  Over and over she licks him, his cock glistening with her saliva.  She brings her mouth over the tip of his cock and begins to suck him gently into her mouth.  Chuck’s cock huge, she can only take some of him in, she opens her throat and pushes forward, taking just a little bit more, hearing his moan as she takes him so deep in her mouth.  Her hand comes up caressing and massaging his balls, so big and full of his cum.  Her head begins to move up and down, her cheeks hollowing out as she sucks him harder and faster, her nails raking against his balls.  He moans louder as he watches her mouth devouring him, her mouth and hands becoming one long caress as they work together.  Cera feels her Master behind her, his hands caressing her striped ass lovingly before grasping her hips and pulling her up and toward his waiting cock.  He plunges deep into her pussy, her cum making his entry easy even though it is a tight squeeze.  Cera moans around Chuck’s cock as her Master pushes her forward onto him, the vibrations of her moan making Chuck moan.  Over and over her Master plunges into her pushing her down onto Chuck. She works her tongue around his cock wildly, her hands squeezing his balls as they tighten.  Her own body tightening and becoming desperate, but with Chuck’s cock in her mouth, she has no way to beg her Master to cum.  She begins to whimper and scream around Chuck’s cock each time her Master plunges into her.  Her Master, reading her body, reaches for her clit, applying pressure and telling her, “Now slave! Cum now my little slut!”  Her body racked with spasms, her cum mingling with her Master’s as he fills her with his hot cum, and at the same time Chuck’s fills her mouth, all three of them spiraling out of control together.  She tries to swallow all Chuck’s cum, but between gasps and moans of her own as she cums, some of his cum slips from her mouth sliding down his cock and coating his balls.  All three of them breathing heavily, their bodies spent, they relax against one another.  Her Master sees the mess she made from not swallowing all of Chuck’s cum and tells her she now has two messes to clean, slapping her ass gently, chuckling at her moan of painful pleasure.  Cera licks and cleans Chuck’s cock and balls, making sure that she licks up every drop of cum she missed.  His hands rake through her hair as she works her mouth and tongue around him.  She licks her lips with a smile at Chuck before she turns to her Master, and with her eyes bright, begins to lick and suck his softening cock, savoring every precious drop of their cum mixed together on him.  When she has sufficiently cleaned them both, they all three, rest against each other, cuddling and talking, teasing and tickling, enjoying just being together.   

Chuck rises from the bed after a while, and goes to the kitchen to fix them each something to eat, deciding they need a bit of nourishment to keep up their strength.  Master stays with cera holding her close as they talk.  His hands constantly caressing her, sliding gently over her soft naked skin keeping her aroused and her need at the surface as he strokes her breasts, her belly, her ass.  She stretches against his body like a hungry feline, wanting, needing.  He smiles, pinching her nipples hearing her whimper, “lets eat a little first my little slave, you need your strength for what is yet to come.”  She looks up at him and he laughs at the surprised look on her face.  “Yes my sexy little slave, did you think we were through with you?  Oh no, there is still yet more to come, the weekend is by no means over.”  And with that his lips come down hard on hers, his hand in her hair as he kisses her passionately, feeling her heart pounding against her chest and her body trembling with need.   She presses her body tight against his, the thought of food forgotten as her need for her Master is brought back to the surface.  Her need for him so great that she crawls up on her knees, straddling his hips and holding his cock at her opening, his cock hardening in her hands as he sees the hungry look in her eyes.  She looks deep in his dark blue eyes, her own pleading as she begs him in a soft breathless voice, “please Master, please may your slave feel you deep inside her, she needs you desperately?”  Her Master feeling the same need for his little slave, places his hands on her hips and slowly pushes her down watching her face darken with desire as he fills her.  Her eyes devouring his as she sinks completely on his cock, so full, whimpering as he pulses his cock over and over.  “Ride me slave, slow and easy, Let your Master see every ounce of pleasure as it crosses your face.”  Her hips begin to move as she begins to ride him slowly, up and down.  She squeezes her inner muscles around his cock each time she sinks down completely on him.  Over and over her hips begin to gyrate around and down on him, pulling him deep inside her, then slowly letting him slip all but the tip of his cock from her.  Her whimpers begin slowly as her need builds and she feels his hard cock pressing against her swollen clit.  Her Master brings his hands up pinching and pulling on her nipples as she continues to slide up and down his cock.  Her eyes close at the exquisite pleasure he brings her, then open instantly at his command, “Open your eyes slave, do not close them again.  I want you to look deep in your Master’s eyes as you cum for him.”  Her whimpers increase as she tries to keep her eyes open.  Her body is so tight as she feels his thickness filling her over and over.  The pleasure and pain mingle as he leans forward taking her nipple in his mouth sucking hard.  She gasps in painful pleasure, her head falling back, which instantly brings a swat to her sore bottom, the sting reminding her to keep her eyes open, how he knew she had closed them beyond her.  Her breathing becomes ragged as she continues her ride, up down, around and around, moving sensuously against his cock.  At hearing his moans she doubles her efforts, still maintaining her slow rhythm, but pulsing against him.  He sits back watching her body, watching her eyes as they darken in her desperation for release.  He slaps her clit at the same time asking her, “What is it you want slave?  What is it you need?  Look at your Master and tell him.”  Gasping with each ragged breath, “Master… your …slave .. needs .. to cum, please???”  He slaps her clit again hearing her scream, “open your eyes slave!  Who do you belong to slave?”  Her body aching for it’s release, her words strong, but breathless as she tells him, “this slave belongs to You Master!! Only you!! Please Master????”  Looking deep into her eyes she barely hears him telling her now, as he slaps her clit over and over, her body shaking violently in release.  Her eyes open, dark, her need desperate in them as she watches him. Her love also there for him to see.   His name the only word escaping her lips as she cums hard, trembling with her release.  “Masterrrrrrrrrrrrrr!”  He pinches her nipples and slaps her clit over and over, prolonging her orgasm.  He loves to watch her beautiful body in the throws of pleasure.  His beautiful little slave, his to do with as he pleases, and it pleases him to give her such pleasure.  As her orgasm subsides, she slows her movements on his still hard cock.  Cera falls into his waiting arms as he holds her, calming her, his cock still buried deep within her.  

 Cera stirs slightly as she hears Chuck entering the bedroom again, a tray of fruits, breads and cheeses on it, along with three wineglasses and a bottle of her favorite German wine.  She wrinkles her nose thinking it way to early for wine until she glances at the clock which reads 2:35 in the afternoon, thinking the saying is definitely true that time flies when you are having fun. She begins to giggle and her Master lifts her chin with his fingers smiling at her as he asks, “And just what are you giggling about my little slave?”  Cera smiles and accepts the glass of wine Chuck offers her, as well as the plate of food, before answering her Master.  “I was noting the time Master.  I hadn’t realized how late in the day it was, and was just thinking I didn’t care either.”  Still sitting on his hard cock, they all talk and laugh together, drinking and eating the wine and cheese.   When cera is sufficiently full, she smiles up at her Master, and grins wickedly at his moan of pleasure as she pulses her muscles tightly over and over around his hard cock, still buried deep inside her.   Setting his wineglass and plate aside quickly, “All right badgirl!  I have a feeling you won’t be able to do much laughing by the time we are finished with you!”  With that, he laughs and tickles her wickedly until she squirms off his lap squealing and trying to get away, his hard cock glistening with her cum as it slips from her body.  He grabs her, instantly pulling her over his lap, and begins to rain his hand down over and over on her red ass, the welts from last night brightening instantly.  Her squeals increasing as she kicks her legs and brings her hands back to cover her burning bottom.  Master grabs her hands holding them high and tight against her upper back while he continues to spank her harder and harder.  Cera begins to beg him, “Master! Please?? No Master!  I’ll be good!”  Tears begin to sting her eyes at the pain that penetrates her body.  Again and again his hand comes down hard on her ass, the pain taking her, then begins to flood her, giving her the pleasure that only he can give her.  She begins to rise up for each new slap to her ass as the pain and pleasure fills her, her struggles stopping.  Her Master, realizing her surrender, stops his hand, placing it between her thighs as they obediently open for him, and quickly shoves three fingers inside her.  Her pussy dripping with her need as he hears her whimpering and begging him for release, her body pressing back against his fingers.  “No my little badgirl, Chuck wants to feel that pussy of yours grabbing at his cock.”  He lifts her from his lap, and grabbing a handful of her hair, kisses her deeply before carrying her over to where Chuck is sitting on the couch next to the bed.  He places her facing Chuck and straddling his legs.  Chuck positions himself at her opening then grabs her hips to hold her still, entering her slowly, letting her adjust to his size.  His cock filling her so full, she gasps for breath, her head falling back.  Desperate now she tries to fight his hands and push herself on him completely, but he holds her back.  “No, little one, you will go slow until I say otherwise.  And you will not cum yet, do you understand?”  When she doesn’t answer him he pinches her clit hard, gaining her attention. “Yes Sir!!! Oohhhhhhhhhh!”  Her heart pounds in her chest as she tries to slow her raging desire.  Chuck begins to circle her clit gently as he lets her finally sink till she holds him completely inside her.  Her moans and whimpers increasing now, she is so painfully full.  When he notices her beginning to relax and take him deeper, he finally lets her begin to move upon him.  Her hips begin to rotate sensuously on his cock, up and down, in and out, round and round.  Working her muscles so that she squeezes him each time she slides along his thickness.  Her eyes close at the ecstasy of his cock filling her so full, then open wide as she feels her Master’s cock pressing against her tight ass.  Frightened at the thought of two huge cocks inside her, afraid they will never fit, she cries out to her Master, “Master???”  Her Master’s words instantly calm her fears as he tells her to relax, he is here, she can do it, he knows she can.  “Don’t think my slave, just relax and feel.”   His words so calming to her she begins to relax, giving herself totally into his hands, his pleasure driving her, consuming her, becoming her pleasure.  She tilts her body so that her ass is high in the air giving him better access without pulling Chuck’s cock from her.  As her Master pushes harder against her tight hole, Chuck begins to rub faster and harder on her clit.  Her Master slips inside her, stopping as he hears her gasp and deep moan, trying to let her adjust.  He then presses slowly, a little at a time until he is completely inside her.  Cera moans loudly, whimpering desperately at the fullness, the invasion of two huge cocks in her body at the same time.  Her body stretched beyond her imagination, her first inclination is to tense up, but she tries hard to relax, letting the pain become her pleasure once again, the fullness taking her to new heights.  She gasps and whimpers with each breath, desperately trying to form the words she needs to beg her Master.  “Mmmmasterrrrrrr??????????”   Chuck leans forward, capturing her nipple in his mouth and sucking it hard.  At the same time she barely hears her Master telling her to cum.  Her screams echo in the room as she begins to shake violently in release.  Each man in turn pumps his cock in her harder, first together, then one at a time, in and out, over and over.  Her body rides the waves of pleasure as she goes from one orgasm to the next, screaming and whimpering her Master’s name.  Her pussy and ass so tight around their huge cocks, pulsing against them, milking them, that each man in turn groans loudly filling her with their hot cum, over and over all three of their bodies shaking uncontrollably with pleasure.  So overwhelmed by the feelings, the pleasure, cera sobs openly, tears streaming down her cheeks as her body lies spent against Chuck’s chest trembling with aftershocks.  They lay there for what seemed like forever as they each try to calm, try to control their erratic breathing and pounding hearts.  Cera whimpers her loss as her Master’s cock slips from her body, then Chuck’s shortly after.  Her Master lifts her in his arms, cradling her gently, lovingly and carries her to the bed, sitting down with her and holding her tight, her body so spent she is as limp as a new born child.  He holds her cradled in his arms soothing her with his words and touches until she falls into a sated, exhausted sleep.  “That’s my beautiful little slave, your Master loves you very much, and is very proud of you.”  He leans in kissing her lips softly as she sleeps, smiling down at his slave, his beautiful little girl. 

Her Master looks over to his friend, smiling a knowing smile at each other, they both know the pleasure they brought her was incomparable to any she had experienced before.  They also know that now she needs rest and nourishment.  They both look down at her sleeping form, noticing the lovely smile on her face.  Chuck brings Jerry a glass of wine, and together they toast the beautiful little slave, and the pleasure they have all shared together.  Chuck then brings the tray of food back over for the men to enjoy as they savor the mornings events, making sure they save some for their little sleeping beauty.  Cera continues to sleep soundly as the men finish their snack, and lay next to her, each with their arms around her, cradled together, falling into an exhausted sleep as well. 

 Cera wakes, a slow smile crossing her face as she feels her Master’s body warm beneath her.   Noticing the shadows in the room, she figures it to be early evening. She lies there silently remembering the day’s events, her body warming as the pleasure her Master and his friend brought her comes back to her.   The feel of both their cocks deep inside her so overwhelm her that she trembles again as if they were still there, stretching her, filling her.  Her nipples instantly tighten as she stretches against her Master, one of her thighs lying across his as she curls up into his arms.  She looks around the room and notices that Chuck wasn’t there, wondering where he might be.   Again stretching, feeling her need building as she lies against her Master.  She looks up at him, his beautiful face peaceful as he sleeps.  With a wicked smile on her lips she begins to softly and slowly pull away from him, trying not to wake him.  She slips lower on the bed, stopping as he stirs from the loss of her warmth next to him.  When he calms, she slips up to her knees until her face is over his sleeping cock.  She licks her lips, and with a smile leans over him, holding her hair back so that it doesn’t tickle him awake to soon.  She breathes lightly over his cock, as if a nice warm breeze was gently crossing his body.  Slowly, she brings her tongue out and licks the softness of him, over and over, until she feels a stirring in him.  Quickly before he can wonder what is happening, she takes him deep in her mouth sucking him over and over.  At the same time she hears his moans, his cock swells instantly in her mouth, and his hand clamps down into her hair, pressing her harder down on his growing need.  She smiles at his growl, knowing he wont stop her as her mouth takes him, licking, sucking, teasing, and tasting.  She brings her hands up to caress him further, one going to his balls, the other circling his rampant cock.  She begins to move on his cock, slowly in and out of her mouth.  Her hand making it one long caress as if an extension to her mouth.  She teases the sensitive tip, tasting the cum at the tip of his cock.  She nibbles against him with her teeth at the same time squeezing his balls, feeling the cum welling up inside them, his cock jerking in her mouth.  His hand now applies pressure to her head as she begins to fuck her mouth with his cock.  His groans and moans spurring her on as she sucks him harder, faster, pumping his cock with her mouth and hand.  She feels him stiffen, thicken in her mouth, and then with a loud groan his hot cum fills her mouth.  Over and over his hot cum shoots to the back of her throat and she swallows every precious drop, savoring him.  His cum her nourishment as it fills her.  She sucks on him, milking him, taking his cum until he is spent.  She smiles as he lays back sated for the moment, his hands caressing her hair as he tries to gain control.  She continues to lick his cock and balls making sure she has cleaned him sufficiently, not moving until she feels the pull of her hair as he pulls her up to meet his hot gaze.  “Well well my naughty little slave, didn’t get enough earlier?”  He chuckles as she blushes, pulling her up and into his arms holding her tight as his body tries to calm.  They lay there in each other’s arms talking lightly and smiling as they remember together what had happened since yesterday morning.  Cera asks her Master where his friend was.  He laughs telling her, “slave, you were so exhausted, you didn’t feel us cleaning you up, didn’t hear me trying to wake you to wash me, so I had to do it on my own.”  Cera tries hiding her smile at his pouting look.  He laughs as he pinches her sore bottom and she squeals.  “And on top of that, you didn’t hear Chuck as he got ready and had to leave to catch a plain.  He did try to tell you goodbye slave, but you just smiled and moaned in your sleep.”   He smiles and laughs again at her heated look when he tells her that Chuck promised to come back very soon.  Cera snuggles into her Masters arms wanting to curl back up and go to sleep again.  But her Master was having none of that as he swatted her bottom, telling her it was time to get up.  They both needed to get up and get dressed since her friend cassandra was coming over for dinner soon.   

Pulling her by the hand, he gets up and walks toward the bathroom.  Her legs weak, he turns and scoops her up into his arms.  “You need some food my little slave.  Why don’t you take a hot bath while I fix begin fixing dinner?”  She snuggles into his arms; her lips nuzzling his neck as he carries her to the bathroom, “yes Master” was all she could say.  He sets her down on the counter, then steps between her legs, pulling her until her body presses against him.  His hands come up to cup her face, lifting her face to his lips for a soft kiss that deepens instantly.  His hands caress down the front of her, over the soft swells of her breasts.  Molding and squeezing them gently before capturing her hard nipples and pinching them till he hears the soft whimpers he loves so much.  His voice deep as he tells her, “Do not move slave.”  She whimpers at the loss of his warm body against her until he pulls the vanity chair up so that he sits right in front of her, staring at her smooth shaved pussy already soaked with her juices.   He presses her thighs wide open, her clit slipping from it’s protective hood, then he leans forward and licks the full length of her wet slit, caressing gently against her sensitive clit.  Her body jerks as he presses down on her clit.  She tries hard not to move, but begins to squirm against him.  He slaps her clit hard, eliciting a gasp from her, “I told you not to move slave.”  She whimpers at displeasing him, trying hard to remain totally still as he again finds her clit with his lips.  Over and over he pulls it into his mouth, sucking gently on her, at the same time slides a finger into her tight pussy.  Her breathing becomes ragged and her body tightens as she tries desperately not to move.  “Master??”  She begs him desperately as he builds her need higher.  Her Master latches onto her clit hard, at the same time pushing three fingers deep in her pussy in and out, over and over, her hips pushing meeting each thrust of his fingers.  Cera can’t hold it any longer as her head falls back and she screams her release, her Master’s name on her lips.  He smiles as she shakes uncontrollably and cums hard on his fingers, his tongue capturing her cum as it slips from her body.  He continues to pump his fingers into her as she rides them, watching her beautiful face as her pleasure takes her.  As her tremors subside, he stands, and smiling down at her kisses her lips, “You have just earned yourself another spanking my naughty little slave.  But now you need to get your bath while I fix you some dinner.  Cass will be here soon so hurry.”  He starts the water for her, making sure it is nice and warm, turns to her and kisses her soft lips before heading out the door, smiling as he looks back, seeing that she was now remaining still, to spent to move.  He chuckles, and shutting the door tells her, “You have 30 minutes slave to be bathed and in the kitchen.”  He walks away, a satisfied smile on his face; he knew his naughty little slave couldn’t be still nor wait till he said to cum.

 Cera sits in a daze for several minutes, her pleasure still coursing through her body.  Trying to shake herself out of it, she shivers at the thought of another spanking, again warming her inside and out.  She smiles softly as she slips from the counter, her knees buckling slightly.  Her Master is right, as always, she needs some food and a good hot bath.  She pins her hair up on top of her head in a mass of light curls.  Then lovingly she removes her collar and places it on the silver tray near the sink, her showers and her baths the only time her Master allows her to take her collar off so they wont get wet.  She doesn’t like to linger to long in her bath because she hates the empty lost feeling she has when she doesn’t have her collar on.  Cera sinks into the steaming bath, settling her body down slowly and gently adjusting to the heat, softly sighing as it penetrates into her overworked body soothing her.  She washes quickly, trying not to linger to long on her most sensitive areas, knowing that any play would keep her too long in the bath and she would be adding to her punishment, which at the moment she would rather not do as her fingers slide over her already striped ass moaning at the dull ache.  She rises quickly stepping from the tub and grabbing the big fluffy towel to dry off.  She instantly reaches for her collar, putting it back where it belonged, around her neck, before she dusts herself lightly with body powder and applies her lotion.  She then brushes her teeth and touches up her makeup, keeping it light and fresh as her Master likes it.  Taking the clip from her hair, her auburn tresses fall down and around her shoulders, falling to the softly mounded tops of her breasts.  She brushes her hair making it soft and shiny, inviting to her Master’s touch.  She reaches for her robe and slips into it; her Master always in the past had allowed her to wear it when cass came over.  She smiles at her reflection, noticing the rosy glow to her skin, and walks from the bathroom, a bit stronger and relaxed from her bath, heading for the kitchen and the delicious smells coming from there. 

Upon entering the kitchen, cera notices her Master, wrapped in his blue robe, hard at work preparing dinner for them, his world famous steaks and twice baked potatoes.  He turns and smiles at her, frowning slightly at the robe she is wearing, preferring her naked, but not commenting on it now.  He pours her a small glass of wine telling her to sip slowly since she hasn’t eaten yet.  She agrees obediently, taking the offered glass.  At the sound of the doorbell, she rises and walks to the front door opening it to find her best friend cass there.  They immediately embrace, hugging and kissing each other.  Walking arm in arm, and talking a mile a minute as they usually do, they make their way back to the kitchen.  Master greets cass warmly, kissing her cheek lightly.  “Hello sweet cass, I am so glad you could join us for dinner.”  And with a knowing smile adds, “and dessert.”  Cass looks to cera questioningly, but she shrugs her shoulders at what her Master’s words mean.  “Thank you for inviting me, Sir.  You know I can’t pass up your famous steaks.”  Master laughs, “You mean you are actually going to eat girl?”  Cass laughs, “Sir, I eat plenty, promise.”  As Master gets back to preparing the food the girls hear him mumbling, “Eating pudding for breakfast or lunch is not eating.”  Cass laughs, her mouth watering at the delicious smells penetrating the room, “well I will be sure to eat everything on my plate tonight Sir, promise.”  Master offers her a glass of wine, a wicked smile on his face, “I will hold you to that girl, and you know the consequences if you don’t.”   He turns away from her, a satisfied smile on his face as he prepares her plate, putting on it the largest steak and the largest potato that he has, then deciding to be sure, he adds another steak.  The two girls sit at the kitchen table talking and gossiping about this and that totally unaware of what Master was doing, and waiting patiently for dinner to be ready.   

Cera and cass have been friends for what seemed like forever, their closeness that of sisters.  Cass knew of the relationship that cera and her Master shared, and in fact was a submissive also, enjoying the same lifestyle.  The three of them had discussed it openly at long length, as well as teased each other constantly, but nothing more then teasing had ever taken place between them.  Cass enjoyed coming over to visit, she always felt comfortable and free to be who she really was, a submissive.  The two girls continued to talk and laugh together as Master finished getting dinner ready.  He listened to them smiling, and taking in everything they were saying, commenting here and there where he felt it necessary to say something.  Cera rose to set the table and help her Master, but surprisingly found everything done.  When she turned to him, he just smiled, telling her with a knowing smile and a wink that with the day she has had, she might be a bit too exhausted to help, so he took care of it.  She blushes several shades of red before she sits back down to wait for dinner, ignoring cass’s questioning gaze, glad when Master said dinner was ready and they all went into the dining room so she didn’t have to explain. 

Cass instantly looks at her plate, her eyes as big as saucers as she looks up at Master, “Sir!! I can’t eat all that!”  Master looks at her innocently, “What is it cass?  Are you going back on your promise before you even sit down?”  Master shakes his head in disappointment, hiding his smile.  Cass stammers openly trying to decide what to do, looking from her plate to Master to cera for help.  Cera giggles at the both of them before Master gives her a stern warning look and she lowers her eyes biting her lip.  Master walks around the table, swatting cera’s ass before he seats her, smiling as she squeals and moans.  Then he walks around to cass seating her in front of the plate mounded with food.  “Enjoy your dinner girls, I know I will be enjoying dessert very soon.”  He seats himself and smiles, cutting into his steak with gusto, the evening going just as he planned.

 Master keeps up a constant conversation as he watches the girls carefully; cass trying to eat everything on her plate, but continually getting interrupted as she tries to answering his questions, and cera squirming in her chair from her sore ass.  When he is finished with his own dinner, he looks at the two girls, watching as their eyes meet, realizing that dinner was officially over.  Cera’s heart begins to race as she turns to her Master, rising to take his plate into the kitchen.  “Thank you slave,” he reaches for, and kisses, her hand.  “Now cass, would you look at that plate?”  Cass begins to squirm in her seat, blushing a bright red as she looks at her plate, one and a half steaks and half the potato still sitting there.  Master looks at her sternly, “cass, you promised you were going to eat it all.  You know that I take promises very seriously.”  Cera continues to clear the table quietly, knowing her friend was in trouble now.  Cass looks up at Master biting her lip, “yes Sir, I know that you do.”  “Cera knows what I do to badgirls that don’t keep their promises, should I call her in here to tell you, or do you think you know already?”  Cass blushes again at the thought of her friend knowing that she would probably be getting a spanking soon, even as a rush of excitement fills her.  “No Sir, you don’t have to call her in here Sir.. please.. badgirls get spanked Sir.” Master pauses, the silence making cass squirm even more.  “You did break your promise cass, do you think you deserve to be punished for that?”  She looks up at him and noticing the serious look on his face realizes this is not teasing as they have done in the past.  Her heart begins to pound as she lowers her eyes whispering so softly that Master can barely hear her, “yes Sir.”  “What was that cass?  I couldn’t hear you.  Would you repeat that please?”  Cass cleared her throat, her words shaky but louder, “yes Sir, badgirls should get punished for breaking their promises.”  Again another pause from Master, his face showing nothing as he watches her beautiful face change from fear to excitement, to fear yet again at what was about to happen.  She only knew from cera’s stories about her own punishments, what to possibly expect, so at Master’s words she jumped and trembled visibly.  “cass, you will go into the den, take off your clothes and kneel in front of my chair.”  Cass had seen cera do that several times before, so it didn’t totally shock her, but that his order was directed at her made her shiver, sitting there nervously not able to move.  “NOW, cass!”  His voice startles her out of her thoughts and she jumps up from the table hurrying to the den, her heart racing out of control “yes Sir!” 

 Cera walks back into the dining room, noticing immediately that cass is gone.  “Master, did cass leave already?  She didn’t even say goodbye.”  Master grabs cera around the waist and pulls her into his lap, leaning in to kiss her, her robe falling open and his fingers slipping between her thighs.  He finds her wet and warm and pushing his way inside her.  Cera moans letting her thighs fall open obediently for her Master.  Master begins to push his fingers in and out, his thumb finding her clit, which instantly jumps and comes to life.  He smiles at her whimper, a sound that he loves to hear from her, then continues as he asks her, “slave, tell your Master why you deserve a spanking, tell him now slave.”  Master presses his fingers in deep and presses hard against her clit.  Cera gasps at the sudden thrust, her head falling back at the pleasure, all coherent thought lost for the moment.  His fingers making it hard to remember as well as talk, she finally chokes out, “because your naughty slave couldn’t be still when told to, and she came without permission Master!”  He leans in and kisses her lips softly, “yes slave, and what do you think you deserve for that?”  His hand continues to move in and out of her.  Her body arching toward his fingers tightening with need she gasps out, “she deserves a spanking Master!”  “Master??? Please?? Your slave will cum soon if you don’t stop Master, please???”  “She better not slave, or she will get double her punishment” his thumb finding her clit and pressing hard on it, rubbing it over and over.  Master, knowing her body so well, watches her, until he knows she will break, and then pulls his hand from her instantly to stop her.   “Master!! No!! Oh please Master!?”  Her heart racing her breathing ragged her need so desperate she pleads with him to let her cum.  “No slave, you do not deserve a reward, you deserve a punishment.  Now, you will hand me that robe, then go to the kitchen and get me a cup of coffee.  After that you will go to the den to wait for me.”  She trembles before trying to stand on shaky legs, her voice a whisper as she tells him yes Master, slipping her robe off and handing it to him.   He admires her beautiful body, her full breasts, her flat belly, the swell of her hips as they curve around her sweet round ass, oh how he loves that ass, specially with the beautiful red stripes across it as there are now.    Master lifts an eyebrow at her, which instantly puts her into motion as she hurries to the kitchen to get his coffee, bringing it back and placing it on the table for him.  She looks into his eyes, even through the sterness, she sees the love there, and with a soft whispered thank you Master, she rushes off to the den.  Master smiles watching his little slave rush off, wishing he could see both there faces when they see each other naked and waiting for their punishments.   

Cera rushes into the den, stopping immediately, her eyes wide at the sight of cass, beautifully naked, kneeling before Master’s chair.   They had been around each other changing and in swimsuits, but never had they seen each other like this.  Cera had always admired cass’s beautiful body, her soft full breasts, her flat stomach and her small rounded ass.  She was also very envious of her beautiful long slender legs.   A shiver of excitement rushed through cera’s body as she walks closer, her words soft as she reaches cass and kneels in front of her noticing cass’s bright red face and closed eyes.    “You are so beautiful cass, please look at me.”  Cera waits as cass adjusts to the idea of being naked in front of her.  She knows cass has never been comfortable with it, and so has never pushed her, but her Master must have known something that she herself hadn’t, because she instantly notices cass’s nipples hard and a shimmer of wetness on her inner thighs, as they lay open.  Cass’s breathing was a bit shallow as she finally raises her eyes to cera’s.  Cera smiles at her so lovingly, “cass, you know that I love you, and you know that Master would never do something he didn’t think you could handle or accept.  He loves you too, you know.”  Cass looks up into cera’s eyes, her own darkened with excitement, her voice trembling, “I know sis, and I love the both of you as well.  I have thought of this happening between us many times.  I just never thought it would actually come true.  We have been close friends for so long and nothing like this has happened before.”  Cera smiles at her, cupping her face, “and are you okay with this sis?”  At cass’s softly spoken yes, cera leans forward and kisses her cheek softly.   Neither cera nor cass were aware that Master was watching from the door, a soft smile on his face.  He had known that if given the opportunity, they could all find pleasure together.  He cared deeply for cass, loved her even, she was such a good friend to he and cera both.  He had also gotten very excited and aroused at the thought of them all together, much less at seeing that sexy little ass of cass’s red with his hand prints.   Taking one last sip of his coffee, he walks into the room, startling both girls, watching them part and assume their proper positions.  He walks between the girls and sits in his chair, looking each of them over, realizing how lucky he truly is.  “Cass, tell cera why you are here.”  Cass looks up at Master, an embarrassed look on her face, but with the stern look on his face brooking no argument, she turns to cera, her eyes lowered as she tells her, “cass is to get punished because she didn’t keep her promise.”  “Very good cass.  Now, cera, tell cass why you will be punished.”  Cera looks to Master, whining, “but..”  “NOW slave unless you want to double your punishment.”  Cera trembles at the thought, turning to cass, her face bright red,  “This slave didn’t do as she was told and came without asking permission first.”  Master looks them both over before speaking, watching their trembling forms.  “slave, over my knee now.”  Cera instantly obeys and makes her way over her Master’s lap, happy to have her hair falling over her flaming face.  She places her hands to the floor, her ass up high and waiting for her Master’s hand.  “Cass, you will watch, and I do mean watch young lady, while I spank cera.  When I am done, it will be your turn over my knee, and cera’s to watch.”  “cera had a double offense cass, so you will watch as she gets twenty strokes with my hand, and because her ass is already quite red, only three strokes with the cane.”  Master watches as his slave trembles, yet he smiles inwardly at the flush on her face, knowing the combination of the punishment, and cass watching was taking it’s toll on her.  “Cass, you will not experience the cane tonight, being your first offense, but you will watch closely and know that should you commit a stronger offense you could receive it in the future.”  Cass quickly looks up at Master, whispering, “future, Sir??”  “Yes cass, you don’t think I will allow your misbehavior from this point on do you?”  She lowers her eyes trembling visibly as she accepts his words, smiling to herself. 

 Master watches the emotions crossing cass’s face as he begins to run his hand lovingly over his slave’s already bruised and red ass.  The welts from yesterdays punishment still visible as he traces each one lovingly.  Turning his attention to his own naughty little slave, “ready slave?”  Cera shivers while lying over Master’s lap, “Yes Master, your slave was bad and deserves her punishment, thank you Master.”   Master begins, his hand coming down soundly on her ass.  Smackkkkkkkk Smackkkkkkkkkkkk Smackkkkkkkkk Smackkkkkkkkkkkkk Smackkkkkkkkkkkkk Smackkkkkkkkkkkkkk  Cera tries desperately not to scream, as his hand rains down hard across her already bruised ass.  Her hands digging into the carpet to steady her, she gasps and moans as his hand comes down faster and harder with each slap.  Tears begin to sting her eyes from the pain searing her ass.  As he stops, cera tries desperately to catch her breath.  “Cass! Eyes up girl!  Or you will get the exact same punishment that cera is getting.”  Cera and cass both jump at Master’s booming voice.  Cass instantly brings her eyes up watching as Master continues to punish cera, not wishing to get the cane, she keeps her eyes glued to cera’s bright red ass, anxiety and excitement rushing through her.  She squirms desperately as she kneels and waits her turn.  Master turns his attention back to the beet red bottom across his lap, instantly and without warning beginning again.  Smackkkkkkkkkk Smackkkkkkkkkkk Smackkkkkkkkkk Smackkkkkkkkkkkk Smackkkkkkkkkkk Cera’s tears slip silently from her eyes, her moans and whimpers dying down as he begins to caress her burning ass.  She takes several deep breaths to calm herself, sniffing back the tears.  Her Master caresses the burning flesh of her ass lovingly, admiring how beautiful she is and how proud he is of her at taking her punishment so well.  He lets his hand slip down the crack of her flaming ass, her thighs instantly opening for him.  He smiles at the messy puddle she has there, slipping his finger inside her, his thumb pressing against her clit.  Cera whimpers desperately her body jerking against his fingers, her need ready to explode.  At her whimper, Master chuckles and takes his hand away, discovering what he knew already, that his little slave was enjoying having cass here.  In a very stern voice he tells her, “stand slave, and bend over the desk.  Cass, go over there by the wall and bring me my cane.”  Cass, startled out of her nervous, anxious state watches as cera stands teary eyed.  Her knees weak, her ass redder then cass has ever seen, she watches cera as she walks proudly to the desk leaning over it, holding tight and on her toes, her ass high in the air and her legs slightly apart.  Cass slowly rises, continuing to admire cera’s beauty and grace, as she walks toward the wall where Master had said the cane was.  As she walked, she noticed the wetness that was now trickling down her thighs.  She stops and closes her eyes for a second, completely taken back by the feelings she was having; never realizing she would feel this aroused and excited at watching cera.  Master watches cass closely.  He knows she is wet and excited, and smiles to himself as she discovers it herself.  He notices her flushed face, her tight brown nipples, and the wetness spreading further and further down her inner thighs.  Cass presses her thighs together tight, trying to calm her racing heart and her throbbing clit.  “Cass!”  At Master’s loud voice she jumps visibly and rushes to the corner where the cane is, trying to ignore the rush that takes her.  She picks it up, noticing her hands trembling, then quickly takes it back to Master, kneeling and offering it to him.  He looks down at her, “thank you cass.  Now, I want you to stand on the other side of the desk cass, so that you can get a good view.”  At cass’s hesitation, Master looks down at her, “cass, do you wish to receive a stroke of the cane as well?”  Cass quickly rushes to the other side of the desk, hearing Master’s chuckle; “I didn’t think so.”  He stands and walks up behind cera, her lovely ass already so red, but he knows she can take three more strikes.  He knows his little slave well.  He knows her limits and how far he can push her.  She is his beautiful little slave, his love, and he is so proud of her as she lays there ready for him.  He reaches out caressing her lovely ass, feeling the heat as well as her lifting toward him.  He watches her tremble as he slices the cane through the air a few times.  Whooooooooshhhhhhhhh  whoooooooshhhhhhh  “Are you ready slave?”  “Yes Master, your slave is ready.”  Cera holds her breath waiting for the first strike.  Whoooooshhhhhhhhhhh Crackkkkkkkkkkkkkk She yelps as the cane lands across her ass, squeezing her eyes shut tight even as her tears start again.  After a few deep breaths, her words broken, “tthaank you Mmaster, that is one.”   Master looked over to cass, who was standing there with her hands fisted and her eyes shut tight.  Very calmly he said, “cass if those eyes aren’t open immediately and left open as cera gets these last two, then you will be getting them for her.”  He had to hold back his burst of laughter as her eyes flew open.  He stared at her long and hard to make sure she realized he was serious, then turned back to cera’s lovely red ass, noticing the new red welt that crosses the top of both cheeks.  He brings the cane up and slowly slides it down her ass to the next place he plans for it to land.  Whoooooshhhhhhhhh Crackkkkkkkkkkk   Cera screams out, the pain searing her flesh, her mind and body filled with it.  Her knees buckling slightly, she clenches her fingers around the edge of the desk, holding herself up.  As the pain penetrates into her soul, she gives herself up totally to him.  Sobbing,  “tthaankk yyouuu Masterrr, that is twoooo.”  She tries to catch her breath and straighten her legs, her tears streaming down her lovely face.  Her Master watches her, his pride and his love for this beautiful creature consuming him.  His hand caressing her burning ass, soothingly, he notices how hard he is, how thick his cock is and how much he wants to bury it deep in her.  Shaking himself from his thoughts he looks quickly to see that cass is still watching then brings the cane down for the final blow.  Whooooshhhhh Crackkkkkkkkkkkkkkk Cera screams out for the last time, sobbing openly.  Her body is totally consumed by her Master and the love he gives her, she collapses against the desk.  Master gently picks up cera, telling her over and over what a good girl she is and how proud he is of her.  He carries her to his chair, sitting down with her and laying her limp form across his lap.  He reaches for the lotion on the table next to his chair, squirting some into his hand, and while tenderly rubbing it into her burning flesh, whispers to her how much he loves her, his beautiful little slave, his good little girl.   

Cass watches the beautiful scene before her.  The love between them so strong, so beautiful, and so evident from the look on Master’s face as he caresses her, soothes her.  So overwhelmed with emotion, she walks slowly around the desk and kneels before cera.  She reaches out, lifting cera’s tear streaked face, and looking into her eyes, leans forward and kisses the tears away, telling her how beautiful she is.  She then leans in and kisses her lips tenderly.  Master watches cass, smiling softly to himself, knowing the depth of emotions cass is feeling right now.  He knew he was right about her, that together, the three of them would be special.   While cass continued to softly reassure cera, kissing her over and over, Master slid his hand between cera’s thighs, loving how they immediately obey him by falling apart.  She was so wet, his fingers slid inside her with one swift stroke.  Cera closed her eyes whimpering loudly.  Master watched as cass continued to kiss cera over and over, his fingers pressing into her with each kiss.  As cass’s lips touched cera’s once more, her Master pressed his thumb against her clit, saying softly, “now slave.”  Cass instinctively captures cera’s screams with her lips as she deepens the kiss, her tongue slipping past cera’s lips.  Cera began to shake uncontrollably in release, cass’s soft lips upon hers, and Master’s fingers fucking her again and again.  She whimpered desperately with each new breath as the pleasure takes her.  Finally, as her orgasm subsides enough for coherent thought, the first thing cera notices is the thick hard cock throbbing beneath her belly, not having felt her Master this hard in a long time.  She smiles, knowing and feeling his need. 

 Master, noticing the calmness in cera’s body, tells her to go get her pillow and bring it next to his chair.  “Cass, it is now your turn badgirl.”  Cass lowers her eyes, the pleasure she got from kissing cera while she came affecting her more then she knew.  She trembles, softly whispering, “yes Sir.”  Cera settles on her pillow, still shivering with aftershocks from her orgasm.  She tries to stay up on her knees, away from her burning ass.  She then looks up at her Master, who looks back at her with the same love and need that is shining brightly in hers.  “Thank you Master, only you know what your naughty slave needs to keep her in line.”   His eyes filled with need as he looks at her deeply, “And I know what she will need again soon.”  He smiles heatedly at her before turning his attention back to cass.  “Across my lap Now girl!”  Cass, hesitating a bit too long, scrambles quickly now over Masters lap, trembling.   

Cera watched as cass lies quietly trembling over Master’s lap.  She looks up to Master with a questioning look, and at his soft nod she reaches out and touches cass’s cheek.  As she does, Master reminds cass why she was getting her spanking, and tells her that from now on, should she misbehave, she could expect it again.  Cass trembles again, looking heatedly into cera’s eyes, “yes Sir, I understand.”  Master let his hand slide over cass’s small rounded ass, so white compared to cera’s right now.  “Are you ready cass?”  Master waits and watches as she tenses up in his lap.  Shakily she replies, “yes Sir.”  “Twenty strokes girl, that is your punishment.”  Smackkkkkkkkkkkk Smackkkkkkkkkkkkk Smackkkkkkkkkkk Smackkkkkkkkkk Smackkkkkkkkkkk Smackkkkkkkkkkk  Cass, moans and wiggles on Master’s lap, his hand raining down hard causing her ass to burn a bright pink.  His hand had not left any spot untouched.  Not having been spanked before, she begins to whimper and moan, squirming and trying to slip from Master’s lap.  Cera reaches out again and takes cass’s hand, giving her a gentle squeeze of reassurance.  Master looks at cera his eyes smiling, rubbing cass’s ass gently, “half way there cass, you are doing great.”  He watches as cass shivers on his lap, her lovely body making him even harder.   He slips his fingers lower on cass’s ass, and between her cheeks.  What he finds there makes him smile, cass’s pussy is dripping wet, and he hears her light moan and watches her jump as he touches her clit.  “Good girl cass, ready for the rest?”  Her voice trembling, “yes Sir.”  Master rubs her once more before bringing his hand up to her ass, knowing she can take a lot more, but for the first offense going light on her.  Smackkkkkkkkkk Smackkkkkkkkkkk Smackkkkkkkkkk Smackkkkkkkkk Smackkkkkkkkkk  Smackkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk  Cass screams at the last smack to her burning ass.  Master had put all his strength behind it to make sure she knew that she could expect much worse if she ever committed a worse offense.  She lay limp across his lap breathing heavily, and squeezing cera’s hand tight.  Cera lovingly leans in and kisses her eyes which are bright with unshed tears.  Master reaches for the lotion and tells cass what a good girl she is, and how well she did for her first spanking.  He slowly rubs the lotion into her skin, the hot flesh soaking it up instantly.  His fingers slowly inch closer and closer toward her pussy, cass’s legs falling apart.  Master smiles knowing cass’s need is as great as his and cera’s, as she squirms and pushes back toward his fingers.  Instead of giving in to her then, he lifts her in his lap to a sitting position so that she is facing cera.  He then leans in kissing her cheek as his fingers rest on her belly, slowly massaging in little circles.  Without a word, he lets his fingers slide upwards, cupping the underside of her beautiful breasts.  Cass closes her eyes at the pleasure that small touch gives her.  Her need so great after getting her bottom blistered.  She squirms uncomfortably in his lap, moaning lightly as he captures her nipple, pinching it and pulling it until she moans again with a gasp.  Master watches cass’s face carefully noticing the changes as the pleasure fills her.  He then looks to cera, whose eyes are dark with her own need.  “Lay down on the floor slave, your pillow under your ass so that cass and I can see better.  You will masturbate for me now slave.”  Cera whimpers and blushes a bright red, her face matching her ass, yet obeys him instantly.  She lies back facing them and slips her pillow under her ass, wincing as it scrapes against the fresh welts.  “Open up wide for me slave, show cass how beautiful your pussy is.”  Neither cera or cass could look at each other; both filled with embarrassment, as well as excitement.  Cera lets her thighs fall open, her shaved pussy shining brightly from her juices flowing freely with her need.  As she brings her hands up to her breasts, Master turns cass so that she has her back to him, her legs on either side of his holding them wide open, his hands coming around from behind and imitating cera’s.  “I want you both to watch each other, see the beauty that I see.”  Cera looks first to her Master, then to cass, her eyes taking in the site of her Master’s hands caressing cass’s beautiful breasts.  As she pinches and pulls on her own nipples hard, her mouth falls open hungrily as she watches Master do the same to cass’s.  Cass closes her eyes, her head falling back at the pleasure Master’s fingers are bringing her, she moans loud, taking a deep breath and opens her eyes as he pinches them harder.  “Keep your eyes open cass, unless you want more punishment.”  Whispering, “yes Sir,” she opens her eyes, seeing that cera’s hand is now trailing down her belly, just as Master’s is doing to her.  Cass finally looks up into cera’s eyes, seeing there the excitement, need and love that she herself is feeling.  She lets her eyes linger as cera pushes her fingers lower into the soft folds of her pussy, moaning as Master’s fingers find her at the exact same moment. 

 Cera watches as Master imitates her movements, as if watching herself in the mirror.  Her excitement grows quickly as her fingers slip easily into her wet pussy.  She arches her back trying to get more.  She slips a second finger into her pussy, while her other hand continues to torture her nipples, pinching and pulling them.  She whimpers over and over as her need becomes so strong.  The site of cass with Master’s hands on her breast and in her pussy brings her to the edge quickly.  Her hips lifting up to meet her finger, and her palm pressing desperately down on her throbbing clit, she hears cass’s breathing as ragged as her own.  Both their eyes dark with need as they watch each other.  Cera’s voice ragged, she whispers, “Mmmaster, pleaseeee???”  Master’s hand rocking in and out of cass’s pussy in unison with cera’s, he can tell by their noises and breathing that they are both ready, “Now slave! Now!”  Cera screams out her Master’s name at the same time cass screams out.  Both girls shaking uncontrollably, their eyes locked to each others as they cum together.  “That’s my beautiful girls, cum for Master,” he tells them, as he continues to press into cass, mimicking cera’s fingers.  Both girls gasping for breath, their hearts pounding wildly.  Their faces flushed and their bodies shivering over and over with each wave of pleasure that takes them.  As their orgasms begin to subside, they take a deep breath, then look at each other, softly smiling in wonder at what they just shared.  Master slips his fingers from cass’s pussy, bringing them to his lips and licking them clean.  Smiling as he whispers in her ear, “so delicious little one, I knew you would be as sweet as my little slave.”  Cass again blushes and Master chuckles.  “Cera, bring me your cum slave.”  Cera raises up on her knees, her fingers coated with her cum.  Kneeling, she offers them up to Master.  He leans forward so that cass can watch him, his eyes devouring his beautiful slave as he takes her fingers in his mouth, sucking them as he had done with his own fingers and cass’s cum.  MMMmmmmmmmm  “My favorite treat slave.”  He smiles at cera, and in his eyes cera sees his desperate need from the pleasure he got watching the two of them together. 

 Cera, wishing only to please her Master more, decides to lean into cass and kiss her lips passionately.  Her hand reaching for and capturing cass’s nipple as she deepens the kiss, her tongue finding it’s way into cass’s mouth.  Cera hears not only cass’s moans, but Master’s as well, letting her know how much he is enjoying it too.  Breaking the kiss cera lowers herself to cass’s beautiful brown nipple, taking it into her mouth, her tongue slipping over it before she sucks it hard into her mouth, at the same time pinching the other nipple as hard with her fingers.  At cass’s moans she sucks harder, feeling cass’s fingers as they grasp cera’s hair holding her there.  She begins to graze cass’s nipples with her teeth, then bite down hard, eliciting a squeal from cass, her body trembling with need.  Cera sucks her nipple again hard, harder, feeling her body arch for more.  When cera lets go to find cass’s other nipple, cass gasps in need, desperate for more, pulling and tugging on cera’s hair.  Cera continues to torture cass’s nipples, biting and sucking them till she is begging for release, squirming desperately on Masters lap.  “Yes slave, make our little cass cum.  Lick her pussy slave, taste her sweet juices for your Master.  Suck her clit until she screams again for us.”  Cera obeys, trailing hot kisses down cass’s belly as Master pulls her back against him, making cass arch her back, exposing her pussy even more.  Reaching her wet folds, cera trails her tongue lightly along cass’s wet slit, capturing her sweetness on her tongue.  Over and over she circles cass’s clit which is hard and throbbing, begging for more.  Cera brings one of her fingers to cass’s pussy, inserting it slowly while sucking on her clit.  The faster she would suck the faster she would move her finger.  Cass begins to rock against cera’s finger and mouth, gasping desperately with each breath.  Cera pushes two fingers into cass sucking hard on her clit.  Feeling cass’s body tightening Master brings his hands to cass’s breasts, pinching and pulling at her nipples while cera fucks her with her mouth and fingers.  “Now cass, cum now!”  Cass screams out, exploding with pleasure, trembling violently in Master’s arms.  Her moans continuing as cera continues to suck harder and harder, her fingers never stopping.  Cera could hear Master’s voice as he tells cass what a good girl she is, how beautiful, and how much she pleases him.  Slowing her assault on cass’s pussy, she lifts her head, her lips covered in cass’s sweetness.  Licking her lips she smiles softly up at cass, cass’s eyes closed and her breathing still ragged as she shakes with aftershocks.  Cera then looks to her Master.  The heated look in his eyes proving to her how much she pleased him.  He smiles, “come here my slave.”  Cera lifts up on her knees leaning into her Master as he leans forward kissing her passionately all his pent up desires strong on his lips.  Cera whispers against his lips, “Master, please, your little slave needs you to fuck her so bad, please fuck her like the little slut that she is.”  Her words all he needs to set him in motion.  He stands, turning to set cass down in his chair; he kisses her passionately then turns to cera, pulling his clothes off as he tells her to get on her hands and knees.  Cera’s eyes widen at seeing her Master’s cock, harder and thicker then she has seen.  She instantly obeys him, her bright red ass glowing against the rest of her beautiful pale skin.  He slips to his knees behind cera, running his rampant cock up and down her slit.  Leaning over he finds her clit with his fingers, “my little slut, tell your Master what you need slave, tell him now!”  “Your slave needs you Master!  Fuck me Master! Please???”  At her words he slaps her throbbing clit and slams into her with one hard stroke, filling her completely with the first thrust, her pussy so wet making his entry easy.  Cera screams in painful pleasure at Master’s invading cock and his hand slapping her pussy.  He continues to pound into her, looking back at cass, he smiles heatedly, seeing her with her fingers in her own pussy pounding herself and gasping for breath, just as cera is.  “Cass!”  Guiltily cass jumps at Master’s commanding voice.   Without breaking his stride, he tells her, “Cass, go to the desk drawer and bring me my flogger and the dildo.  Now cass!”  Cass shakily stands and goes to the desk, finding the items Master requested.  She comes back to him, awed at the site of him fucking cera so hard.  She hears cera’s screams and whimpers becoming desperate as Master slaps again at her clit.  He takes the flogger from cass, then tells her to give the dildo to cera.  As cass squats down in front of cera to give her the dildo, Master tells her to lay down right where she is.  Cass looks up at him, her eyes wide, and her need desperate, then lowering her eyes, she lays down, wincing as the carpet scrapes across her burning bottom.  “Slave, you know what to do with that dildo, do it now!”  Cera so filled with pleasure doesn’t hear him at first, but the first sting of the flogger against her back brings her attention back.  She gasps for breath, “yes Master!!”  Whimpering, she brings the dildo to cass’s pussy.  “Now suck her slave!”  Cera leans down to suck cass’s clit into her mouth at the same time filling her with the dildo.  Cera screams against cass’s pussy as Master pounds into her and strikes her back again with the flogger, which in turn makes the dildo pound into cass and her mouth tug at cass’s clit.  The room is filled with cass’s moans, cera’s whimpers, and Master’s grunts as they pound into each other.  Bodies slap against each other, juices flow, while each of them begs for more.  Master, watching both girls, sees and feels them both tightening, their bodies ready to explode.  “NOW!!!”  He pounds into cera a hard wicked thrust, slapping her over and over with the flogger, her arms, her legs, her back.  He lets it wrap around her belly and the long tips reach her breasts and clit.  Cera screams out against cass’s pussy shaking violently as she cums.  Master’s movements setting off a chain reaction as cera pounds the dildo into cass with each pounding thrust of Master.  Cass begins to scream and shake uncontrollably as well, her breasts bouncing as cera pushes against her, her lips locked to her clit.  Master’s grunts become wild, animalistic as he drives deep into cera, filling her pussy with his hot cum.  Over and over and over his cum fills her, hot wet and sticky as it mingles with her own cum.  Cass’s cum dripping around the dildo, cera capturing it on her tongue. 

 Cass lays spent on the floor.  Cera kneels, her head lying on cass’s belly, her ass held up by Master’s cock still inside her, and his hands at her hips.  Master kneels upright behind cera, his eyes closed as he tries to calm both his breathing and his wild heartbeat.  He opens his eyes, looking at the two lovely girls before him, god what pleasure they brought him tonight.  He slips from cera’s body, smiling softly at her whimper of loss.  He leans down and places a soft kiss on both her striped flaming cheeks.  He then grabs an extra pillow for his head, and lying down, he pulls both girls into his arms.  Turning to cass, he lifts her chin and captures her lips in a tender kiss.  “You are so beautiful and so full of pleasure little one, thank you.”  He then turns to cera, smiling down at her as she looks up lovingly at him.  She had watched him tenderly kissing cass, loving that she could please him so much by enjoying cass as much as he did.  “My beautiful little slave, I love you” His mouth captures hers in a kiss so loving, so passionate, so fulfilling.  As their eyes meet again, they smile both turning toward cass.  Cera reaches out her hand to cup cass’s cheek.  Master watching as the girls look deeply at each other, knowing that their relationship has changed forever to something so very special. 

 They lay together all smiling and in awe at what just happened between them.  At cass’s yawn, Master smiles, slipping from between the girls.  He bends down lifting her into his arms.  “I will be right back slave.”  Carrying cass, he walks to their spare bedroom.  Her arms around his neck cradled against him, feeling so warmed and loved.  Master lays her down on the bed.  Lingering over her, he kisses her again deeply, letting her feel his passion, his pride, and his love. “Thank you little one for making this a special night.  I hope it was as special for you as it was for us.”  Cass looked up at him, her own love in her eyes.  “Sir, it is a night I shall never forget, and one that I hope will be repeated again.”  Blushing, she lowers her eyes, and hears Master’s chuckle.  He leans in and kisses her lightly again, “So do I girl, so do I!”  He steps to the door, turning and looking back at her beautiful body stretched out on the bed, thinking how beautiful she would look cuffed to the bed all night like that.  He smiles inwardly, there is always tomorrow, or the day after, or the day after that, or….  He smiles, then turns and shuts the door. 

 Cera lays on the floor sore and sated.  Thinking about what just happened.  She smiles warmly, remembering how sweet cass tasted and how exciting it was to have her here.  What made her smile the most was the pleasure it gave her Master.  The heat in his eyes shook her to the core when she had looked at him after making cass cum with her mouth.  The look he gave her had sparked her own wild need.  Smiling and stretching she runs her fingers lightly over her body, feeling a sweet tingle to her skin as she runs them over her nipples, her belly.  She feels her Master’s cum trickling from her pussy and her fingers reach for it, wanting to capture it and bring it to her lips.  As she brings his cum up to her lips, sucking and savoring every precious drop, she hears the door opening.  Her eyes open and find her Master’s instantly.  She continues to lick and suck her fingers as she looks up at him heatedly.  He watches her from the doorway as she slips her fingers again to her pussy capturing more of his cum and bringing it to her lips.  His eyes darken as he watches her.  Without a word he walks forward and tenderly picks her up.  He carries his precious little slave lovingly to their room.

 The room was warmed and lit with candles, the bed turned down, as he lays her down, crawling up on the bed and lying down with her.  He pulls her into his arms, holding her close, his heart so full he is speechless.  His little slave, his pleasure, his treasure, pleased him more then she could ever know this weekend.  He wanted to make it a special weekend for her, filled with pleasure and excitement.  His little slave had surprised him though with the pleasure she had returned to him.  Her willingness to give everything to him, her pleasure and happiness and her trust that he would always protect her and cherish her, was what made him love her even more.  Looking down at her, he notices the soft smile on her face.  Tilting her chin up and kissing her lightly, he looks deep in her eyes, “What is my little slave smiling about?”  “She is smiling about her Master.  How much she loves him and how he has made this weekend one of the most exciting and special weekends she has ever experienced in her life.”  Leaning up on her elbow so that she can look him deeply in the eyes she leans in and kisses him with all the love and tenderness she feels for him.  “Master, this slave is the luckiest slave in the world.  Her Master makes her feel so loved so cherished.  He gives this little slave more then she could ever dream of, and she has big dreams Master,” smiling up at him.  Her eyes shining brightly, a soft tear trickling down her cheek, all her emotions and feelings in her eyes, “I love you Master.”  She kisses him with all that she has all that she is… his slave.  Master’s hand comes up to lovingly caress her cheek, wiping her tears away with a smile.  “You are loved and cherished slave, more then you could imagine.  I am the lucky one my slave.”  He gently rolls her over, slipping between her opened thighs, his lips capturing hers in the most loving kiss, so gentle and tender, filled with promise for the future.  “This weekend was for you my slave, I hope that it was as special for you as it was for me.  You bring me such pleasure slave, that I wanted to fulfill some of your fantasies along with some of mine.”  He proceeds to make the most beautiful slow, sweet love to her, their hearts and bodies one now and forever.  As he lies there in the dark, his beautiful little slave sleeping soundly by his side, a soft smile on his face as he blinks back a tear.  He whispers into her hair, “I love you my slave.”  He closes his eyes, already thinking what he could do for the next weekend he decides to plan, smiling as he drifts off to sleep.  

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