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Part 3 The Visitor

Chapter 3 The Visitor

Chapter 3 The Visitor

 

You stare down at me for a while. Almost like an animal waiting to devour its prey. You look totally dominant.

 

'As a treat I am going to let you lick me. I am going to give you some pleasure too. But if you cum you will be severely punished. You must learn patience.'

 

With that you get onto the bed above me and facing away from me. You lower yourself onto me. I cannot believe that you are sopping wet. What you have been doing to me has turned you on. I try to lick you, but you just wipe yourself all over my face. My face so recently cleaned is once again covered in your juices. And then you let me lick. Your clitoris is swollen and I realise that you are near to coming. You tell me to be gentle and to lick your clitoris very slowly. I obey. You are shuddering whilst moving slowly. You are so wet that you are dripping onto the bed sheets. Then you are pulsing and your orgasm is here. It is quiet, you are only murmuring as though you are in a trance. But your whole body is in convulsion. It is the most intense orgasm I have ever witnessed. You are quite still but your body is in spasm and I continue to lick your clitoris very slowly and gently. And your orgasm goes on and on until it becomes too painful for you to let me touch your clitoris with my tongue And then you collapse onto me and I think you have passed out you are so still. Minutes pass and then you raise your head and say 'I need you inside me. You are not to cum.' you move down and slowly push my penis inside you. You move up and down on me a few times and then another orgasm begins, maybe it is the same one I don't know. But this is more violent and you ask me to fuck you harder and I do my best, but really you are doing all the fucking. I could cum at any minute but your orgasm passes and you quickly lift yourself off me. You bend down and lick your juices off my penis and grab the dildo within me and pull it out a little and then force it back in. Fortunately this only lasts a minute or I would surely disobey you and have to suffer the punishment.

 

You somehow manage to recover your composure and look down at me and smile. 'Very good,' is all you say.

 

You sit and talk to me. It is a sort of pep talk. Like you are preparing me for something. You tell me you are pleased with me. You warn me that something different will be happening to me soon. You say that I will come to no harm, but I must prepare to do things that I may not like at first but which I will come to enjoy. Remember you are not to cum you say. You stroke my hair again. I look at you, still dressed even to the gloves, but with your juices running down your legs and wetting your stocking tops.

 

You bend and put my penis back into your mouth. I moan a moan of pleasure. I have a thought that this is what I was made for. But my thoughts are dramatically cut short by a knock at the bedroom door. If I could have moved I would have jumped out of my skin. You take my penis out of your mouth and say 'Come in.'

 

In walks a black man that I have never seen before. He must be in his twenties and casually dressed. I have nowhere to hide and no way to cover myself. You immediately take control without acknowledging the man or introducing him. You tell him to take his clothes off. He doesn't question you, but just starts taking his clothes off, dropping them onto the floor until he is naked. This man has an amazing body, no fat, just muscle and the largest erection I have ever seen. You walk over to him and put both your hands around his penis and ask him if he would like to fuck you. The answer is obvious.

 

'Before you do I would like you to help with my slave's training.' Suck his penis for a couple of minutes, but don't let him cum. 'No' I shout to which you slap my face hard. 'Do I need to gag you?' you ask. 'Please Mistress.' You slap me hard again. I decide to be quiet. I see this man start to bend down to me and I close my eyes and pray it isn't happening. But it is. I feel his tongue around my penis and I think he has done this before. You stroke my face where you have slapped it to calm me. I am so humiliated because I am starting to enjoy what he is doing. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad to cum like this at least I would have my release that I have waited so long for. As if you could read my thoughts you tell him to stop. And I am disappointed. What have I become?

 

You then cross the room again and come back with a photograph that you show me. It is me blindfolded mouth full of semen and face covered in saliva and semen. I am unrecognisable except for one thing. Above my head is a card that says in bold letters

 

'IAN LIKES TO DRINK SEMEN.'

 

You pin this photograph up above the bed. I believe my humiliation is complete.

 

Then you go to the bottom of the bed and bend down to start licking my penis again. You signal to the stranger who moves round behind you and slowly inserts his penis where mine had been such a short time ago. You let out a short scream because this is something large that has entered you. But you turn to him and say 'fuck me hard make me scream more.' As you turn back to suck my penis I see your face, it is pure lust. And he does fuck you hard and he does make you scream, but you still keep sucking and biting my cock. I realise that this is your fantasy and you are in heaven.

 

But you don't orgasm and you tell him to stop. You move up the bed so that I can lick you again. You tell me to lick your clitoris which I do. You sigh and turn to the stranger and say 'now fuck me again, but harder this time.' He moves up the bed and slides his penis back into position, but this time touching my face. What can I do? I continue to lick. You are both turned on by the situation and your clitoris is getting the stimulation you need. You continue to shout 'fuck me' to this man and my face is being crushed by your energy. By now I know an orgasm is coming and this one will be ferocious. And as I feel the pulsing as it starts you grip the man's penis tight inside you and now he cannot stop from cumming as well. You are both all over my face as you forget me in your joint pleasure. You are both screaming. 'Yes fuck me' from you and meanwhile he screams that you are a slut which only seems to turn you on more.

 

Finally you are finished and I think my ordeal is over. You tell him to get off and stand and watch. And then his semen starts to dribble from you into my mouth. You look me in the eye and say 'Lick me until I am completely clean.' I look back and know that I have to comply. In fact I want to comply. After all I like to drink semen don't I? And so I start to lick and for the second time that night I taste semen. This time not my own. It tastes different, but it is mixed with your juices and so I feast as though this is all I will ever eat or drink again. You are getting off on this and I feel you shudder as another tiny orgasm goes through your body. This signals that you have had enough and you get me to stop and congratulate me on my enthusiasm. I see the man still there watching with his mouth ajar.

 

You look at me and tell me there is one more thing I have to do. 'Clean this man's penis.' Oh no, how low have I sunk. I think for a moment and open my mouth and wait. He gets onto the bed and puts his penis inside my mouth. It is not hard, but it is still large. I lick and suck. There is still more semen coming from him and I lap that up and lick him clean. You take another photograph. Finally you are satisfied. You tell him to get dressed and leave which he does.

 

We are alone. For a while it is quiet. Then you take my head in your hands and pull me towards your breasts that still thrust up from your corset. And suddenly I am sobbing and you pat my head and comfort me and tell me how well I have done.

 

'I think you deserve a treat. I am going to untie you.' You released me apart from the dildo inside me that was to remain. You then went back to the bottle of oil. You get onto the bed on your hands and knees and pass me the bottle. You tell me to lick your anus. I would have begged you to let me do it if you had asked. You moan and push back onto me as my tongue penetrates you. Soon you stop me and tell me to put the oil on my penis and around your anus and up into your anus. When this is done you say to me 'I want you to fuck my anus but I don't want you to come. I want you to do it hard but be gentle at first you have a thick penis.' I don't wait to be asked again. I put the head of my penis against your anus. There is resistance, but you push against me. I try to find the right angle and push harder. Suddenly the resistance is gone I have slipped a short way into you and you have let out a long moan that could be of pain or pleasure or both. Now I am in there is nothing to stop me, but I am gentle as requested. I push slowly you gasp and try to control your breathing. Slowly you get used to me inside you there and you start to push back again, letting out guttural sounds as you do. I go in deeper as a result. And then it seems comfortable, like the most natural thing in the world. You start to make sounds urging me on 'yes' you say and then 'fuck me' and then 'fuck my arse as hard as you can.' And I start to pump in and out with the length of my penis, getting close to my own orgasm but knowing I didn't have permission. Then you start to howl and, at first, I wonder if I have hurt you. But you scream out that your arse is cumming and I realise that you are having an anal orgasm. You howl some more and shudder and buck and thrust yourself onto my penis. And then its almost like you can't stand it any more and you pull away and slump onto the bed. I wait.

 

When you can speak you look at me and say 'I have been very naughty to do that to you.' You admit that you enjoyed it but tell me I must be punished, although because it was so good I will get a reward later. You tell me to get on the bed on my hands and knees. I comply even though I must look ridiculous with the dildo sticking out of my anus. You walk over to your wardrobe and pull out a cane. 'I am going to give you six strokes of the cane. For every time you resist or pull away I will add two more strokes. It will be very painful and you will be marked. If you are good and thrust your bottom in the air to make it easier to hit you then I will give you the best orgasm you ever had afterwards.' The next thing I knew was the sound of the cane whistling through the air. I never had time to move away and the pain was intense. As the second stoke came towards me I moved away although it still hit me on my thigh. 'That will be eight.' And so after that for the next four I stay still and accept my punishment. Strangely I start to feel turned on despite the excruciating pain and the damage that is being done to me. I thrust my bottom upward to receive and enjoy the last two strokes. You have shown no mercy, but you are pleased with me.

 

'Turn over if you can,' you say. I do but it hurts to have any contact with my behind. 'Open your legs wide and bring your knees up a little.' You then lower yourself onto my penis taking it fully into your mouth. The caning has left me ready to cum. I can't explain why. Your hand reaches for the dildo and moves it causing a strange feeling inside me, but my orgasm is building. Your other hand holds my penis whilst you nibble at the head. Its colour is almost purple such is the pressure building up. You start to move the dildo again and whatever you did starts my orgasm. My body bucks up off the bed and as it does you start to pull the dildo from my body, not quickly but steadily and the intensity of this orgasm increases. I see stars before my eyes I am screaming and shouting and making no sense and still the dildo comes out and you are biting my cock. I can feel no pain and I shout to you to bite harder. And my semen is spurting all over, into your mouth, onto your face and hair and on to the cleavage above your corset. You bite me harder and I must have passed out.

 

When I come to you are cradling my head in your lap looking down on me with my semen decorating your body. Your face shows lustful pleasure. As you stroke my hair you say 'Now you can rest. Sleep well. But be ready I will need you in the morning.'

 

 

THE END

 

 


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