Fetish

Keywords: 3, Ch., Loneliness,

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Vanessa's day did not start out badly the following morning. She was able to do some homework and get her mind off Will. But as the hours trickled down to when she thought he would come around she began lose her focus. He announced his presence with a gentle knock, but her frayed never still made her jump as a frightened child. He seemed entirely normal as he came in, and his kiss calmed her. She decided to take the plunge now. "I need to talk to you."

"What is bothering my little pet?"

"I can't keeping doing this."

"Excuse me?" He chuckled

"I'm sorry, but I'm a top. I know-" He cut her off by grabbing her hair and jerking her head back.

"Let's makes this clear slut." He gave her face a long lick. "You are my slave. You are a born submissive, get that in your head cunt." He grabbed her tits. "These are mine. YOU are mine. Is that clear?"

She struggled a little, she could not believe how powerless she was. And how horny at the rough feel of his hands. "Yes Master." She finally squeaked.

He loosened his grip, "very good. I don't want to hear of this again."

"You won't Master, I promise."

He kissed her and she kissed back to show him who was in charge. He released her. "I can understand it is a hard change from you, but I will not have disobedience from my slave." She was glad she had not dressed down again. She wore a tight black T-shirt, which accentuated her heavy tits, and a gray skirt that met with her black boots at her knees. He walked past her and found the box with the clamps he gave her the evening before on her night stand. "Pull up your shirt."

"Mercy Master, I-I'm not ready."

He tugged a little on her nipples which harden under his experienced hands despite her terror. "No my dear, you are far overdue, it is time you learned a woman's place." He sounded very calm as he put the clamps on. She whimpered and blinked back tears, she had never experienced pain on her intimates this way before. "Stop your acting, or I'll tighten them up. Now put your shirt down."

"What?"

"I'm done, lets go. Unless you would rather go out as is."

"People will be able to see."

"So?"

She had never exposed her slaves this way. "They'll know."

"I don't mind people knowing I keep a slave."

"But-"

"This is not open for discussion." She put her shirt down and checked the mirror. They looked to be piercings, but there was no missing them. They bit into her cruelly, made even worse by the way she was turned on. She wanted to die as they walked through the halls and everyone looked at her.

It was not as bad at the bar/club they went to for dinner. With the low lighting masses of strangers everywhere she only caught a few people looking at her nipples. One was their waitress. She nearly dropped her pad when Will said "like them?" He chuckled at her panic. "It's quite alright, they were meant to be admired." Vanessa starred at the table. "Pretty aren't they?"

The waitress, a thin blonde girl who did not look a day past eighteen, did not seem to cool about either. "Th-they're nice." She tried shrug.

"Would you like to see them?" The girl blushed and looked away. "It's quite alright, I'm willing to share." The girl was not able to speak. He put his hand on hers. "Don't be shy. If you can find us a private place I'll let you play with her." The girl jerked and hurried away.

"What are you doing?!" She hissed.

"Giving the girl a thrill." He tone was conversational, but he was daring her to challenge him. She was yet to get used to not being in charge.

The busboy brought their food out and Vanessa was able to settle down. Their waitress returned with the bill. She put it down and without looking up from the floor said so faintly Vanessa barely heard her, "were you serious?"

"Sure, I'm game if you are."

"Follow me." Vanessa had a sinking feeling, but followed as commanded. She was a little turned on that he was making her be so slutty. The girl led them deep into the back, it was clearly storage, and no one was back there, the lights were not even on. She led them to a closet, but inside was a sofa bed stretched out. There was a blanket on top, but the bare light bulb filled Vanessa with a sense of foreboding. "I know it's not much, but-"

"Nonsense, this is wonderful." Will locked the door. "What is your name?"

"Cassandra."

"Well Cassandra, you have lived up to your end of the deal, I guess Vanessa must live up to mine." He gestured. Vanessa hesitated, but pulled her top up.

"Wow."

"Yes, I like them too." He pulled on the clamps a little and Vanessa hissed. "Come, feel how soft they are."

Vanessa almost died when she felt the small, cold, timid hands gently trace the undersides of her tits. "Don't those clamps hurt?"

"I hope so." He twisted on and Vanessa yelped, her poor breasts had never had treatment of this type ever before, her slaves had only been allowed to gently lick them. "If not, I'm going to go get my money back."

"Can I taste them?"

Will laughed, "with my compliments. Why don't you take that shirt off slave." Vanessa had never done anything with a girl, the idea disgusted her, but she yanked her T-shirt over her head rather than upset him. Cassandra started with a little soft lick, and started kissing around the edges. Vanessa did not enjoy her ministrations but then her eyes locked with Will's. Lust and power flowed out of him and Vanessa became instantly wet. Cassandra sucked on one of her nipples. It took all of Vanessa's will not to jerk away. She nuzzled Vanessa's mounds for a while, the she hugged the new slave and ground her hips into her.

"She's beautiful."

"Thank you." Vanessa remained quiet as they discussed her attributes. "Would you like to see the rest of her?"

"Can I?" Cassandra was excited at her unexpected good fortune.

"Of course, just take her skirt off."

Probing hands reached around Vanessa's waist and she wanted to die as she heard the zipper and felt her skirt fall to her knees. "No panties?! Bad girl!!"

"She is a bad girl isn't she? Maybe you should spank her." SMACK!! Cassandra did not need to be told twice. Vanessa grunted and jumped while Will chortled. "You have the spirit, but not the leverage. Sit down on the bed and take her over your knee. You will love seeing that voluptuous ass jump." The blonde girl blushed, but took the slave by the hand and maneuvered her into position.

Vanessa's heart was racing. When she had been in charge she had never involved a stranger. Mistress/slave secessions were intense, one to one affairs. Will was opening her eyes to a new world. It would be Cassandra's hand, but he would be spanking her. SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! Cassandra eagerly interrupted her thoughts. Humiliated Vanessa wriggled to ease the sting. Will chuckled. SMACK!! She looked up to stare in her Master's eyes. He was aroused, relishing his power. His look started to turn her on. SMACK!! She hissed, they were starting to hurt. She had no experience with this and her bum was still sore from Will's paddling two nights before. "Are you having fun yet?"

Cassandra giggled, "this is wild." SMACK!! She put more umph into it.

"I knew you would like it. And despite her protestations I expect Vanessa does too."

"Really?"

"Find out for yourself." Vanessa died when Cassandra gently pushed a finger in. The slave could not stop herself from groaning.

"The slut's wet!!" Cassandra exclaimed. SMACK!! SMACK!! The two quick spanks made Vanessa buck. SMACK!! She whimpered. Cassandra responded by playing with her snatch more, jerking on her clit and sticking two fingers in, fucking her with them. Seeing her Master smile evilly got her hot and she started moving around pushing back against the invading hand. She was open with juices flowing when the hand was removed. "Not yet." Vanessa quivered she was so hot. "I think you boyfriend's needs should be taken care of first." The slave rose to attend to her Master.

"Crawl." Vanessa almost came as his words snapped as though a whip through the room. Naked, humiliated, but so turned on her pussy juices leaked down her legs as she came, she crawled to him on all fours like a dog. She reached up to undo his belt when he just waited. She pulled his pants down and heard Cassandra gasp at seeing his monster. Vanessa did not dawdle, the sooner he was done, the sooner she could get out of here. She started to work her way down his pole. SMACK!! The slave bucked. "What was that!?! That is totally unacceptable!! Get on you feet and offer her your ass." Vanessa struggled to get to her feet. "Go ahead, make her cheeks burn." SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! Cassandra got into her work. The slave ignored the growing hurt in her helpless backside to focus on pleasing her Master lest she displease him again. It was awful enough to be in such a slutty situation, no matter how much her pussy raged. "Stand up slave, our friend should have an easy target." Awkwardly she rose to her feet. SMACK!! He was right, Cassandra could land much sharper blows this way. But Vanessa did not care. She had a real man's cock in her hands and that deserved all her attention. SMACK!! She could not help her jumping at the blows, but she sucked for all she worth, pausing to clean his balls, before working down on him again. SMACK!! SMACK!! Her ass was really tender now, but she had a job to do. She poured her energy into getting Will off, sucking, licking, nibbling, squeezing, massaging, and rubbing him against her face. His poker face was perfect as he looked down at her, but suddenly as she was sucking him back in he came boiling in her mouth. Frantically she swallowed and ran her tongue over his head before concentrating on the butterfly point to maximize his pleasure. SMACK!! She wanted to scream, but kept slurping until he was empty. SMACK!! Vanessa was drained herself and glad they could go now.

Will waved Cassandra off and stretched. "AHH! That was wonderful, thank you." He zipped himself back up. "She really is quite talented, but I haven't really given you a chance to find that out for yourself have I?" Cassandra giggled and brushed her hair behind her ear.

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Keywords: 3, Ch., Loneliness,