Dominatrix – The Sex Slave Couple (2 page)

“Now go lower.” Talia growled.

Susan looked up at her with a blank stare.
 

Talia laughed “lick my other hole slave.” She is obviously amused at her slave’s ignorance. Susan hesitated and Talia angrily swung her hip aiming to strike her ass so hard but the whip curled around her ass crack striking her pussy.

“Ouch,” cried Susan

Talia is amused. She was starting to have fun with this couple. She raised her arm to whip her once more but her slaves quickly got back to work with her tongue probing and licking her mistress’s ass hole. Talia then giggled and told her “You will not only lick my ass when told – you will soon beg me for permission to lick my lovely ass! Do you hear that slave?”

Susan managed a muffled “yes mistress.”
 

Susan continued to lick the mistress’s asshole and sometimes she would go back to her clit and pussy. She kept going back and forth alternating between asshole and pussy. Talia loved this. Soon Talia’s hips began to buck up against Susan’s face as she rubbed herself against her face, holding Susan’s face firmly in place with her legs.
     She urged her slave to go faster and harder, she was going to cum soon. Susan was so encouraged that she earnestly lapped at her mistress’s pussy. Then as her tongue was inside her pussy she felt the muscles contract as her mistress thrashed around the bed overcome by a huge orgasm. Talia held on to her slave’s head tightly as she released her juices into her mouth forcing her to take it all in. She came incredibly hard and Susan was somehow impressed at how well she had done her job.
 

Talia lay on the bed in ecstasy for a while. Then she got up, picked her whip and approached the husband.  She walked around him intimidating him and then stopped in front of him and asked him whether he had ever sucked cock before.

“No mistress,” he responded.

“Well today is your lucky day, let me see how well you can suck cock,” and Talia shoved the penis shaped whip handle into her slave’s mouth.”

Josh was a bit hesitant. Talia was getting impatient. She whipped his cock and balls cruelly with the whip promising to exchange it for an even bigger one. She offered him the penis shaped whip handle once more. This time he took it in eagerly. He began to suck the fake cock like it was real. He licked the head and the shaft, bathing it with saliva before taking it into his mouth.
     He was learning the art of sucking cock quite well, so Talia got an 8” black dildo for him to suck. He began to suck, slowly taking all 8 inches into his mouth. He sucked the bigger dildo with such expertise like someone who had sucked cock his whole life.

After the dildo was all wet Talia commanded Susan to shove it into her husband’s ass. They were both embarrassed but she did it anyway. She knew better than to disobey their mistress.

Next Talia got a cock and ball restraint. She ordered the wife to put them on her husband as she clamped his nipples with some nipple clamps. Then Talia started whipping him across the chest and his cock and balls to test for “proper installation”.  It was her theory that if he winces then they must be on good and tight. Josh sneered at Talia as he flinched in pain.
     That was his biggest mistake of the night. Talia got infuriated and got her leather paddle.

“Have you no shame you son of a bitch. How dare you mock me?” Talia started to spank his ass with the leather paddle, hitting harder and harder with each stroke.  “Instead of thanking me for a good whipping you dare sneer at me,” Talia continued as she spanked him as hard as she could. She made sure to hit the big dildo in his ass hard pushing it deeper and deeper into his poor virgin asshole.

“What do you say when I give you a good beating?” Talia asked her slave.

“Thank you, mistress.” He replied promptly. Noticeably sorry for what he had done.

Talia’s arm was tired. She needed to take a break but still needed his ass paddled hard. “Slave number two, I want to spank slave number one and spank him hard. Do you hear me? DO IT NOW. She screamed at her.
     Susan took the paddle and went all out spanking her husband’s already sore ass making it redder to the point that one more strike and he would have started bleeding.
 

After a while, when Talia was convinced that Josh had learned his lesson she stopped Susan, removed Josh from the manacles and shackles and had him lie on the bed on his stomach. His arms and legs are then tied up to the four corners of the bed. Talia pulled out a strap-on dildo and tied it around Susan’s waist making sure it fit snuggly.

“Now, I want you to fuck your husband’s red hot ass.”
 

Susan removed the dildo that was in his ass and knelt behind him. Then she leaned over forwards and lowered herself slowly guiding the strap-on dildo into her husband’s ass. Then she pushed it all the way so her belly was touching his ass. She held it there for a bit and wiggled in eliciting moans from her husband.

“You like that?” Talia asked him.

“Yes. Yes mistress.”

Talia grabbed the black dildo that had been in Josh’s asshole and shoved it in his mouth. He still needed more practice cock sucking. Susan got disgusted and stalled on her ass fucking for a while. Talia whipped her ass so unexpectedly getting her back into motion, quickly thrusting in and out of her husband’s ass, fast and deep.
 

Talia walked over to the husband who was still enjoying his cock sucking and removed it from his mouth. “How does it feel to be dominated?”

“It feels great mistress.” He loved it. He was moaning as the wife thrust deeper and harder into him.

Talia noticed that he was about to climax. It was not yet time. “Stop!” she yelled and everyone paused. “It’s not time for either of you to cum yet.”

She got a 12” double dildo and yelled that the two slaves were going to fuck each other at the same time. She got them standing close to each other, back to back. She lubricated the 12” double dildo and instructed slave number two to bend over.
     She shoved the dildo into her ass without warning and Susan flinched at the pain. Then she ordered slave number one to take the other end up his ass too. His asshole swallowed the other half and their butt cheeks met.
     Talia started playing with their genitals. She was flicking and pinching slave number two’s clit, occasionally shoving a finger in her pussy. Then he would stroke slave number ones restrained cock and flick his balls. The couple moved in a rhythm as they fucked each other.
     The wife would give up some of the dildo shoving it in her husband’s ass. The husband would take it in and retaliate. It was such a beautiful rhythm. They rocked each other and moans filled the air. Talia kept playing with their genitals and they kept up the fucking. Talia was impressed. They had been such good slaves.

“Harder, faster, I want you both to cum now!” Talia stated yelling this time tugging at their nipple clamps. It was so painful but the pain was so sweet that they both rocked into mind blowing orgasms. They both had record-breaking orgasms, but it was Josh’s cum that had spluttered on the floor forming a pool.
 

“You have been such good slaves. Now it’s time to clean up.” Talia complemented them, then handed Susan a small spoon she kept in her drawer. “I want you to scoop each and every drop off the floor and feed it to your husband, NOW.”

“Yes mistress.” Susan took the spoon and did as she was told.

Maria and Collette had not felt this way in a long time. It was the feeling of liberty. Despite all the panting and sweating they felt so full of energy. They had a renewed hope in life. They stood there trying to catch their breath, trying to figure out their next move. Everything seemed so unreal and they were sort of caught in a trance. So many things were going through their minds at once. So many things they wanted to do all at once.  They would be home for Christmas.

The two middle aged women had just escaped from a maximum security prison. Maria, a beautiful black woman, 5’4” and of medium build had been framed for murder and the jury had found her guilty. She had spent the last 10 years of her life in a cell with little interaction with other human beings. She was considered a high risk prisoner. The only person who seemed to care about Maria was Collette, a good looking blonde, tall and slender with brown eyes and a pretty smile. Collette was in prison for fraud and she never denied it.
     Both these women had something in common; they had both wanted to escape from prison so badly. For Maria it was to undo an injustice but for Collette it was mainly just to be free again. They had schemed for months and now they were finally free.

It was the loud horn of a truck followed by the deafening screeching of the brakes that brought them back to reality. They were standing in the middle of the road and neither of them had seen the truck coming. Although they heard the horn, they just stood there glued to the ground. The truck driver got out.

“Hey ladies, is everything ok?” he asked. He was not wearing a shirt, probably due to the warmth inside the truck. He walked closer to the ladies. His body was muscular and tanned. He had a nipple ring on his left nipple that made him look all the sexier. His eyes had a spark of evil in them which seemed to fire up the ladies.

They had not seen a man in such a long time. Even the prison guards had all been women. The sight of him made their genitals all fired up, sexual desire was written all over their faces.

“Hey, may I help?” he persisted.

“Well... Umm...” Collette tried to mumble out some words. “Umm…. Yes please help us. We are stranded.”

“Which way are you going?”

“That way” Collette said, pointing to the direction that the truck driver was actually heading. She was not sure where they were headed.

They got into the truck and sat on the passenger’s seat next to the driver. There was not much space and Maria was practically sandwiched between Collette and the truck driver. She could feel his heart beat. Chills went all through her body. His masculine scent was sexually intoxicating. Still she controlled herself.
 

“Hi, I’m Mike. Where are you ladies from?”

They both turned to look at him as they told him fake names and that they had gone camping in the nearby woods, but their car had a flat tire. As Mike shifted in his seat to make himself comfortable, the ladies noticed his dick, through his tight shorts. They wiggled in their seats too as little spasms of pleasure ran down to their pussies. They were obviously excited but managed to hold back. Maria was already getting ideas; she wanted to fuck Mike so hard. She was determined to do whatever it took to have his dick thrusting deep within her. She imagined him taking her doggy style as he squeezed her big black ass.
     Meanwhile Collette watched and rubbed herself. She imagined him pumping away into her, her breasts swaying back and forth with each thrust. Suddenly Mike’s phone rang awakening her from her reverie.
“Hey,” he was excited as he picked the call then suddenly the expression on his face changed. He was pissed. “What? Now I’ll have to get rid of my stash of coke. Thanks for the warning buddy.”

Mike then explained to the ladies that a road block had been mounted a few miles ahead. Maria and Collette instantly knew why. As soon as Mike stopped the truck to take care of his stash, the ladies jumped out of the truck and ran off as fast as they could, leaving a stunned Mike behind. The area was thicketed so they disappeared easily. All the adrenalin from the sexual arousal seemed to propel them faster.

They ran and ran as fast as they could. They were not about to jeopardize their well deserved freedom.
 

After what seemed like hours of running they reached a small town. It was almost dark and there were not many people. They were both extremely hungry.
Maria and Collette
wanted to have a real meal after all the prison food they endured. Of course, they didn't want the risk of being caught either. They weren't sure what to do. They had to eat something soon, to keep up their energy.

As they walked along, they saw a diner. Standing outside the diner was a street musician. He was playing his guitar and singing. The song he was singing sounded familiar to Maria, but it was Collette who shouted out “Some Enchanted Evening from South Pacific.”

Maria and Collette
came up to him and stopped to listen. When the street musician saw them, he directed the song towards them. He looked right at them, while he was singing, like it just for them. It gave them goose-bumps. It had been a long time since they had any man's attention. Who cares if he was just doing it for spare change. When he was done, he told them that he appreciated having two lovely ladies to serenade.