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  “Oral sex only? Sure that’s fine for now. ”Jones grabbed her jaw and pursed her startled lips open. He slid his thumbs into her mouth at each corner of her mouth, one placed to hold the upper teeth up, and the other pushing her lower teeth down. He angled his cock in and rested it on her damp lovely pink tongue. She struggled to get her tongue away and out from under that hard middle-aged cock but all she succeeded in doing was wiggling it all over his member and dealing him lots of satisfying sensation.

  “Slave Alyssa. You said you wanted oral sex so here you go. Oral sex. Suck my cock. As much as you want. No, wait. As much as I want. I’m going to release your jaw now so you can perform your oral sex much more successfully. You could bite but you won’t. You know why? Because you’re a slave now and I’m your Master. ”

  Jones saw in his periphery vision that Nurse Lori was silently watching to see if Alyssa was going to bite his cock off. Slowly, gradually, Jones released pressure and withdrew his thumbs, arched further into her mouth so she wouldn’t be able to pull her mouth off of his face impalement. His graying pubic hair clouded over her nostrils.

  A tense moment passed with no bite and no activity at all in her mouth. Then he felt her tongue sliding. Working. Dealing pleasure to her Master’s cock. That tongue was performing its duty.

  He patted the top of her head and grinned over at Nurse Lori. Alyssa accidentally made a loud slurping suck and Nurse Lori looked sick but she couldn’t pull her eyes away.

  Jones felt the slave mouth fill with cock-bathing saliva. He knew some ran down the slave’s chin because his testicles slid around under her lower lip. All was good.

  Jones addressed Nurse Lori, “Don’t think less of your friend here. In a couple of minutes you’ll be doing the same thing for me. ”

  “Like Hell. ”She was sullen but dispirited. He enjoyed how confused she looked.

  “You’ll see. For now, be honest, that orgasm you just had was the strongest of your life. ”

  Lori looked away, into the darkness of one corner of the room. She refused to look at him.

  “I’ll take that response as a ‘Yes’. You see, circumstances. In this case helpless with an unknown mouth on your pussy. Guess what? You’re going to have another orgasm but this one will be even stronger. Guess how? ”

  Lori was motionless and silent but the sound of Alyssa’s slurping mouth was near deafening in the echoing dining hall.

  “Circumstances, Nurse Lori. Circumstances. ”

  Lori startled as the mouth returned to her orgasm-sensitized pussy. It felt instantly good. So wrong and so forbidden that it was exactly right.

  Jones continued to enjoy Alyssa’s oral attentions and Lori’s potpourri of emotions, “Will the pussy licker under the table push Nurse Lori’s chair back while still providing oral pleasure please. Kira, turn on the lights. ”

  Lori felt her chair slide backward while the mouth down there battered around, distracted by the effort of pushing the chair. All the myriad lights in the room, including a huge chandelier centered over the table, came on. Lori blinked back reactive tears and tried to blink away the too effective pleasure between her thighs. It didn’t matter since her dress was mostly in the way.

  Kira came over to pull up her dress and Jones spoke again, with relish, “Your first orgasm was the strongest because of your fear endorphins and because your pleasure benefactor was unknown, an apparent stranger. Now, ironically, even with the same activity your next orgasm will be stronger, this time because of post-orgasm sensitivity and because this time you will know the person who is tonguing your hole. Not only that, this person you will see is of a type you have always, subconsciously, most wanted. ”

  Jones felt the twin delights of his sexual manipulations and Alyssa’s ever more enthusiastic mouth meld and soar within him. His saved load of sperm was back on the boil.

  Kira pulled up Lori’s dress and Lori stared down with focused eyes. It was… a female… a naked chained woman between her legs! The dark-haired woman paused, pulled her mouth off the clinging wet pussy, and looked up into Lori’s eyes.

  It was Sierra!

  Sierra gave a little shrug of helplessness and attached her mouth back onto Lori’s hotly flowing pussy.

  Lori’s first emotion was one of guilt. Her eyes flicked to Jones, whose smile was beyond infuriating, and then a couple of feet down towards Alyssa who was oblivious because her attitude blocked her view of Sierra and she was thoroughly preoccupied with diligently servicing Jones’ cock. She realized she felt guilty because of how much she loved what Sierra was doing with her sexy mouth. Was her mouth as thickly lipsticked today -- dark red -- as usual? Was Sierra’s lipstick getting all over her pussy lips?

  Lori’s lust absolutely soared. Knowledge it was her co-worker was actually a turn on. Knowing it was a woman performing a lesbian act… was unspeakably thrilling. How did Jones know? She hadn’t even known until now! Yes. She was a lesbian, or at least bisexual. How had she ever survived without female lovers and with only receiving oral sex less than once a year? What she now realized had been clumsy, male delivered, oral sex. What Sierra had done and was doing again to her was so much better than any performance by a male predecessor! Lori knew she could never again be satisfied with oral sex from a male or with only having it once a year. Never again! Once a week wouldn’t be enough! She would need it from now on, all the time, as much as possible.

  Dimly, she realized Jones was right about everything. This was the type of person she’d always subconsciously most wanted. Women! Members of her own sex. Shameful, embarrassing, but still true. He was also right that her last orgasm was her most powerful ever because she was helpless and did not know the person. He was also right that now this one, conversely, would again be her most powerful ever because she did know the person… and was still helpless. Being helpless… was wonderful. Anyone could do anything to her and she could just take it, take it, take it. What a luxury!

  Jones, like any successful military commander, built on his successful attack and reinforced his breakthrough, “Let me tell you some other things you did not know but which are true. Like Alyssa here with my cock in her mouth, you’re an absolute slut at heart and will be at your happiest being a full tilt, full-time, perpetual slut. Another thing, you’re going to discover you love pain and abuse of all kinds. They are a package deal with the restraint you so obviously enjoy. That’s how I can tell. Believe me, I’m an expert. So, you’re not just a slut. You’re a pain slut. You’re a special breed and I’m the breeder. ”

  “No, this… that can’t be. ”How could anyone like pain? Even if others did, some kind of sick masochist women, that couldn’t be true of herself. Could it? Truthfully, the contemplation of it, of, for instance, the whippings he and Alyssa spoke about earlier… well, the thoughts were quite a turn on. It must just be the evil work of that tongue thrusting her labia lips aside again and again. Obviously, real pain would never work to arouse her. She hoped it wouldn’t.

  “Another thing you don’t yet realize but will very soon come to fully recognize is that I am now your Master and you, also, are my slave. That’s how it will be for the rest of our lives. ”

  “No. God no. Not you of all people. ”

  “How could you ever walk away -- even if you were not restrained -- after finding what you always really wanted. Or it found you. Your defiance is just a shell around your need to be soft and vulnerable to twisted abuse. You don’t have the inner bravery to go out and get what you want. Imagine, if you will, weeks from now, yearning for lipstick-covered female lips and a delicate female tongue working on your slutty worthless cunt, but you just sitting in your apartment utterly unable to go out and make it happen. Even if you get a female to kiss you, how could you ever open up and ask her to tie you up or hurt you? If you asked, even if she did try to fulfil your wishes, it wouldn’t be the same anyway. ”

 
She knew his arguments were insane. They were against her own best interests. They were an excuse to get his way. To enslave her. Make her into someone else. To destroy the Lori she knew and self-respected. That was definitely what those damn words of his were. Tools to tear down the house of her will and existing personality.

  Even so, they were quite convincing….

  So was Sierra’s wondrous tongue. Wet, hot, agile. She’d never felt anything so wonderful. Sierra and Doctor Jones were working in tandem to deliver a dangerous overdose of sexual sensation.

  As much as she could she tried to arch her pussy into Sierra’s mouth. She wanted Sierra to eat her. Insanely, she wanted her to literally eat her up starting with her traitor pussy.

  “Slave Alyssa, your mouth is doing adequate work on your Master’s cock. I’ll reward you a little. ”

  Lori was relieved Doctor Jones wasn’t looking at her for a moment. With her eyes shut she was able to better focus on the sensations unleashed by Sierra’s mouth and on the bizarre, unhealthy thoughts Doctor Jones had inserted into her mind. They didn’t interfere with her passion. They magnified it.

  In the future she could maybe get Sierra to lick her out again after tying her up or something. But, wait, Sierra would probably only do what Jones instructed her to do. Jones might even keep her here in this mansion if he really thought of her as a slave and if the poor girl bought into that. Damn. Jones would control this potential source of pleasure. He’d have a slave Sierra monopoly.

  Her eyes flickered. She wanted to see Dr. Jones reward the other slave. What? What was she thinking? Alyssa was… Alyssa. She was no slave. Other. What other? Was she -- just for moment -- thinking the other was Sierra or… herself?

  She felt so confused. Her moral compass spun wildly. She knew she needed guidance.

  She saw Doctor Jones had pulled his cock out of Alyssa’s mouth. Her chin was sheened with saliva. Lori saw Doctor Jones’ cock also gleamed with spit as the erection bobbed about. Jones bent out of sight a moment, Alyssa made a peep of discomfort, and Jones rose up waving light red or deep pink semi-transparent panties.

  With his other hand he dug around in one of the fruit and flower displays on the table center. He produced a smooth cylinder six inches long, flicked a tab at the base, and it blurred from strong vibration. He disappeared below the table rim again for a moment and this time the sound Alyssa made was much louder, one of alarmed violation, but quickly followed by a deep moan of building rapture. Lori saw in her face first building realization of what he’d done to her with the inserted vibrator, followed by her ability to think falling apart.

  Jones sounded quite pleased with the overall situation, “There, a little reward to keep you busy while I convince your co-worker, friend, and supposed protector, Nurse Lori, that she is now a slave. ”

  Jones walked around the table whirling slave Alyssa’s panties from one rigid, pointing finger. Lori saw him coming but was helpless to save herself. By now she knew even if her hands and feet were free Sierra’s mouth held her pussy prisoner. She would not have made a move to save herself even if her movement wasn’t restricted.

  He came close, ever closer, and she felt scared, aroused, overwhelmed, and doomed. She should scream or something. At least yell. Or curse him. All she could do was sweat hotly and freely flow her pussy juice.

  In tiny movements she jerked her mound into Sierra’s mouth. Her vaginal walls gripped at Sierra’s wonderful tongue and she thought she’d never want to let go. As Jones covered the final few steps, bizarrely, a clip from an old Anthropology documentary watched in a college class played in her mind:Monkeys lured by loincloth-wearing spear-wielding African natives. The hunters placed nuts or seeds in small holes in huge stones. The holes chosen had narrow sides but opened up into slightly larger cavities in the stone. The monkeys could smell the treats and reached in for them. Their paws gripped the nuts by the handful. As the hunters then ran at them the monkeys were scared and wanted to run but they could not pull their fisted paws out of the holes. All they had to do was let go and scamper to safety in the trees. But they were too greedy for treats and did not let go. They jerked and pulled desperately at the hole but their little fists were too wide to pull free. Then they were pierced by the hunter’s spears and became themselves treats for the hunters.

  Lori supposed that in death the monkey’s hands finally released the nuts but far too late.

  Jones surprised her through her pleasure daze by fitting Alyssa’s panties over her face. The crotch band ran across the crown of her head and lay across the bridge of her nose. The waistband ran across her upper lip and was slung under each of her ears. He positioned the wet patch so it was centered on her nose. The wet patch actually went up -- or, in this case, down -- to the waistband so her nostrils were easy to see through the soaked transparency.

  There was nothing Lori could do about this and she didn’t even try. Nothing had really changed. Sierra’s mouth felt so great. She’d never realized Sierra might be a lesbian. Of course, she hadn’t even known she was herself.

  She consciously breathed through her open mouth to avoid sucking in Alyssa’s personal humidity from the panties up into her nostrils.

  Jones nodded and commented, “That’s a good look for you. That shade of red is your color. ”

  She didn’t say anything. Just panted through her mouth. He was looking at her like she was an interesting piece of art. She knew she should say something. But… what would she say? She was afraid if she tried to speak she would burst out in moans and groans of lust from the severe tonguing she was experiencing.

  Jones gave her a few moments to say her piece which turned out to be nothing at all. Then he continued, “A couple of minutes ago I mentioned you’d be providing me with oral pleasure and I believe you said “Like Hell”. You thought it impossible. Do you still feel the same way now? ”

  It wasn’t that she wanted to. Not really. She did recognize that in her helpless state, helpless from bondage and from arousal, and with Jones’ wet cock bobbing inches from her face the fact was it no longer seemed so impossible. A quick thrust and he could have it entirely in her mouth.

  Not trusting her voice and still needing to breathe through her open mouth she shook her head “No”, that it was no longer impossible.

  Damned if he didn’t take that for permission! The head of his cock bounced on her lower lip, realigned and welcomed itself all the way in to the back of her throat. His hands pressed the sides of her face, caving in her cheeks so she was forced to surround his cock with hot wet mouth and tongue to the maximum. The arrogant bastard didn’t even bother to put his thumbs in her mouth to prevent her from biting his dick off!

  She should bite him! She should chew off his damnable dick! That didn’t seem right though. In a way she had given him some sort of permission she guessed. That shake of her head. Oh, why had she answered him honestly?

  In her imagination she could taste Alyssa’s saliva on his cock. What wasn’t her imagination was the strange fragrance of Alyssa’s pussy inhaled from out of those panties. With Jones’ hands on her face she had to breathe through her nose. The momentary dismayed resentment was erased by erotic enjoyment of the scent. She wondered what Alyssa would taste like if Jones ordered her to go down on the girl. She bet Alyssa’s flowing pussy would taste like nectar. Right then she very nearly orgasmed.

  Jones skimmed his cock in and out of the oral cavity he shaped tightly with his hands. Lori’s mouth kept filling with saliva but it usually ended up quickly outside her mouth running down her chin and neck messily.

  Lori realized she was now a mess in every way possible. Wet-faced, wet between the legs, a female co-worker licking her almost to the point of a second even greater orgasm, her new boss she hated plunging his cock through her mouth and a little down her throat. Wet panties on her head. She was humiliated and helpless. She felt low and horrendous but
high as a kite sexually. She was surprised Jones would even want to touch her with his cock. She felt so dirty, so low. She was worthless scum. She was lucky he’d even give her the time of day. It was supreme charity he’d give her any attention at all.

  Lori, who always said “Thank you”, “Please”, and “You’re welcome”, was also a polite sexual partner when engaged in it. It seemed the only civil thing to do when she began actively sucking and licking that cock. She had to repay Jones for his magnanimous kindness in tolerating her.

  After a full minute from when she began performing as expected with her mouth, Jones popped his cock free and tore Sierra’s mouth from her pussy by savagely yanking on her hair.

  “Nurse Lori, do you want slave Sierra to keep licking you? Do you want that orgasm or would you rather be set free? ”

  “Oh, yes. ”

  “Yes what? Which one? ”As if he didn’t already know!

  “The… the mouth. Sierra’s…. I want to come! ”

  “Do you want my cock shooting a load down your throat at the same time? ”

  Did she? No. No! Of course not. She knew this would be part of the deal though. If she said no he would probably just make her anyway. It would only delay her climax. She needed it. She couldn’t wait. She’d never swallowed a guy’s wad before, had thought it disgusting, somehow sexist and humiliating but it didn’t seem like such a bad thing now. Her mouth flooded with renewed saliva.

  “Yes. Go ahead. That’s fine. ”

  He tapped his cock’s head on both her lips at once. The waistband of Alyssa’s panties were above them so her moist full lips were gentle little trampolines.

  “Think about the opportunities that will open up to you by being my slave. The legs that will open up for you. Sierra there. Kira over there. Your friends at work; Amber, Nurse Tina, Doctor Lynne. And many more. All the pussy and tit you could possibly lick. And all of them licking you. Look at your luscious buddy Alyssa over there. ”