Driven Lust (17 page)

Lisa reached over and pulled out the plug,
"You need to get her an enema bag. She used mine today." she
informed him, watching Ying head for the bathroom.

James was a little stunned, "She doesn't
need an enema bag, and I'm not going to have anal sex with her. I'd
tear her tiny ass up."

"Oh, I guess you're going to pop her cherry
then." Lisa assumed, twirling the plug around in the air. "Her
papers are in the top left drawer." pointing at the dresser. "Cat
brought them down for you. Seems she had been housing Ying Yang in
Florida at her villa there. She got into some trouble when a hired
hand got caught trying to get a blow job off of her. His wife
walked in while he was forcing her to the floor and interrupted
him; tore up the place over that. There's other stuff in there too;
burning pots, sat a curtain on fire with a candle, she is a bit
clumsy."

"Ok, she can keep her virginity as long as
she wants. I get enough sex through the week.” he thought aloud.
“It sounds like she just needs practice at being normal to me."
James thought out loud. "Secondly, stop calling her Ying Yang, it
doesn't sound good."

"Ok, first of all, the butt plug will open
her up for ya. If you're going to tell me a man is going to sleep
with a virgin every night and not do anything, I will kiss your
lily-white ass on fountain square during work rush on Monday
afternoon."

Ying came back and bent over, Lisa handed
him the plug. "So get to stretching." she quipped, and walked right
out.

James was struck by reality. It's true he
had high morals, but his dick thought differently at times. Lisa
was probably right, how many nights could he possibly last?
Squatting down, he carefully inserted the plug. He had to wiggle it
in but she eventually took it all. Even that act made his manhood
twitch. It might have been the fact that he had a hard-on for three
hours and never had an orgasm, but James knew whatever the reason,
if he had to have sex with the dainty dame, at least he could use
her ass, saving the poor girl her cherry.

"You ok with that?" James asked her, patting
her ass.

"Yes, master ... James." and stood up.

"Master?" she asked, "Um, James, use word
machine?"

James replied, "Translator, yes." and
started it up.

They talked and joked for a while. James
found out about her past. As Ying listened and compared, her
English improved. He listened while Ying explained the pink room of
Lisa's and she had to blink a lot to keep her eyes focused. She
wanted to browse the web so James sat her in his lap and taught her
how to use the mouse. She wanted to go back to the website Lisa
showed her. James found it in History. No oriental scenes were
viewed, he noted.

"What is this one?" she asked, pointing to
the category marked Asian.

"Click on it and see." James suggested,
realizing that Ying needed to know about the world she lived
in.

Now, James was aware that some people
treated Asians a little rough. They get a bad rap to begin with.
Statistically, their penis sizes are just as average as anywhere
else in the world. The females are, sadly, restricted on some human
rights and most generally are not considered equal in their
society. But the category brought up more bondage and humiliation
than James had seen in his lifetime.

"You know, they are playing, right?" he
asked. "I mean, they really don't act like that all the time."

"Lisa say some people do.” Ying stated,
“Like me." as if it was fact.

"You don't have to though." James said,
"Wouldn't you like being a free woman?"

"I want to be yours." Ying said with a
huff.

"You can still be mine; you just don't have
to do everything you see here." James said, pointing to the video
showing a girl serving a plate with her mouth while crawling on the
floor.

"But it is what I want." she begged, giving
him puppy dog looks while the translator spoke.

James made a decision right about the same
time his manhood took to rise. "Ok, are you sure you would like to
live like that?" and he swore he heard her sex lips squish when she
adjusted on his lap.

"Yes master ... James." she said without a
bit of shyness on her. "It is what I want."

Well, James and his three strike policy just
wouldn't be broken. "Ok then, you can call me Master." and watched
her smile when she heard it. James knew some people got off on it.
Always the gentleman, he aimed to please.

"Thank you Master!" Ying cheered, absolutely
elated at his consent. She clicked another video and James watched
an Asian being driven wild with an electric vibrator. Hog tied to
the floor, she was getting it from the rear. He absolutely
positively one hundred percent wanted one of those electric jobs.
'Do you realize how much money I would save on batteries?'
he thought.

His own dick was getting sat on and he
picked the pretty parcel up and sat her on the arm and adjusted
himself. She giggled when he touched her armpits.

"Ticklish are you?" James laughed, and
tickled her some more. He found it hard to believe she was
eighteen. The only hint that she was eighteen years old was in her
breasts. They were big enough to convince him that she probably
was.

"Listen, I need a shower.” he explained.
“You go ahead and enjoy yourself." and pushed the mouse her
way.

He got up and headed to clean the 'yuck' of
the old man and his wife off of him. He hadn't shut the door
because he wasn't used to having anyone else in the room. Looking
out of the shower, he thought he saw Ying rubbing herself; but she
was facing away from him. Maybe she was just scratching. The heat
of the shower helped convince him that the disgusting couple was
washing off of him.

Toweling off, he sneaked quietly back in the
room and got behind her. Her elbow was propped up and she held her
chin in her hand. The other hand was between her legs and moving.
'
Yep, she's playing with herself.
' James thought. "What are
you doing?" he asked, a grin crossing his face.

She jumped and turned. Her face was inches
way from James' cock. "Oh, watching movie master." she replied, not
taking her eyes off his crotch.

James glanced at the video. The same Asian
girl was getting spanked and vibrated. Looking back at Ying, he
said, "I meant your hand."

She looked at James and then to her hand,
"It aches there." she said.

"It's from watching those videos. You're
just horny." he explained. “You aren’t human if you don’t get
aroused from watching them.”

"Like Lisa?" Ying asked, looking worried
that she would feel like that all of the time.

"No, you just need some attention there."
James explained, stepping back from being so close to her face.
"You don't have a vibrator but I could help you if you want."
thinking for a second, "Would you like to play?"

"Yes master." Ying replied, not really sure
what he meant.

"Inspection!" James announced in the most
commanding voice he could come up with. Ying got up off the chair
and passed James then spread her legs standing in front of him in
the middle of the floor. She clasped her arms behind her and
blinked.

The translator was loud when it repeated his
order. James turned it down a little. Turning back to his
'subject', "Let's see what we have to work with." looking her over
top to bottom. James noticed a slight change in the girl. She had a
lustful gleam in her eyes.

He started with her face, caressing the
sides of her cheeks. Using his thumb, he brushed her lips. After a
couple of seconds, he forced it between her lips and she opened.
"Hmm, nice cock-sucking mouth." he quipped. "Stick out your
tongue." he commanded and she forced it over his thumb.

Ying was mesmerized by James' change. He
became dominate like the men in the movies. She squirmed a little
when he demanded her tongue. It was so ... whatever the word, horny
making.

"Now, what can I do with a tongue like
that?" James pondered out loud. "I might make it lick my cock." and
Ying felt a wave of goose bumps when the translator finished.
"Let's see how your tongue tastes." and he bent down and sucked it
in. Ying reflexively pulled it back out.

"Hmm, you didn't obey me. I said to stick
out your tongue, not put it back in." then turned the little
pint-sized vixen around and swatted her on her ass, not hard but
just enough to make a loud noise. Turning her back around, James
saw her face turn flush, "Stick out your tongue and hold it while I
taste it." he explained.

Without hesitation, Ying stuck it out as far
as she could and looked at James. He bent over once more, still
amazed at how short she was, and sucked on her tongue, raking his
tongue over hers. "Mmm, tasty." he said, straightening back up.
"Let me see what I have to make you taste better." and James opened
up the drawer containing his sex toys.

"Ah, here is something." and he pulled out a
bottle of warming gel. Putting a drop on his finger, he dabbed it
on her tongue, and urged her to taste it. "Now, where could I put
it so I could lick it off?" he wondered out loud. "Those nipples
could use some." he noted with a thoughtful look. Rubbing some on
each, he felt them grow to hard little pebbles.

Letting the gel soak in a bit, he traced a
gel-covered finger under each breast, heating up the underside. He
put one more dab on his finger and squatted; his cock was hard and
pointed up at Ying. She soaked in the view of her master’s
manhood.

James traced the sides of her mound; got
another drop and raked it from the back of her slit to the middle,
reveling in her wetness. There wasn't enough of it to spread it to
the top front so he got more. Finishing his application over her
clit, "You have a nice looking pussy." he observed, and then blew
hot air on her sex lips.

Ying's eyes got wide feeling the hot air and
the effect of the gel on her tender area. Her nipples were already
feeling it. She involuntarily squeezed her butt cheeks together
from it.

James watched the magic of the gel as Ying
clinched. A drop seeped out of her and he heard a faint splat on
the floor. He rose up and looked her in the eyes. "You dropped
something." and Ying looked between her legs. Seeing the wet spot,
she gave it a quizzical look.

He knew the floor was clean so he had a plan
in mind. "You need to clean that up." he ordered, watching intently
to stop her if she didn't do it just right.

Ying unclasped her arms from around her
back. James spun her around again, smacking her on her cheek again.
This time, more fluid spewed out of her from the jolt. "I didn't
say you could use your hands. Use your tongue like a good slave.
Now look, you spilled more." James spun her back and pointed to the
tiny droplets riddled about the floor.

Ying squatted down carefully, trying not to
tip over with her arms clasped behind her. Getting on her knees,
she bent to lick the first drop up. Turning around, she went after
the other ones. James got a good view of the plug she was sporting.
Since her head was facing away, James took the opportunity to
stroke himself; he was feeling pretty achy himself. When he did his
first upstroke, a drop of pre-cum dripped on the floor. His drop
was much bigger than hers and it looked a whole lot thicker
too.

Ying thought her task was done so she turned
around in the kneeling
'waiting for instruction
' position.
James looked at her beautiful eyes but frowned. She gave him
another quizzical look. "You missed a spot." James informed her,
pointing to his own drop splattered in front of him.

Ying shuffled over and James went around
her. She bent down to lick it up. He bent down and pulled the plug
out with a popping sound. Ying looked back to James after feeling
the plug leave her, still smacking her lips at the taste. Then her
eyes caught onto James' cock and the pre-cum dripping off of it and
smiled.

James waited until her eyes met his, "You
better get the next one before it falls." he advised, and she
scrambled over in front of him. Still not moving her arms, she
raised up. The poor thing wasn't tall enough to reach the top of
his tip but, ever the gentleman, James pointed it down for her.

She licked at first, taking her time, then
sucked the pre-cum off the head. James milked more out of it for
her until he thought she'd drained his vein for the time being.
"Maybe I better do yours." and helped her stand up. "I'd hate to
see you have to clean more up."

James picked up the fairy sized beauty,
letting her drop her arms, and laid her sideways across his bed.
Stopping while he lifted her, he blew hot air on each nipple. They
actually got a little stiffer. He couldn't wait any longer. He
sampled her left one. The strawberry gel tasted delicious! It
warmed his mouth on contact.

Ying couldn't believe the power her master
had! He picked her up like a rag doll. He was so big! She knew she
was small, but the man would tower over most people she ever met in
China and America. Now, her achy nipples were being serviced. The
cream he put on her made everything tingle, which enhanced the
attention she was getting.

James worked his way around her breasts that
had the strawberry flavor and progressed to her charms below. He
wasn't sure how long he could tolerate this virgin granted to him.
He already craved taking her virginity. He had to remind himself
that it wasn't his to take no matter what others said. It belonged
to Ying alone.

His hot breath caressed her mound, making
her twitch uncontrollably. He spread her apart and soaked in the
sight of her pink flesh. Leaning in closer, he inhaled her aroma,
just for show. She watched him intently while he did it. then blew
hot air all over it. He watched as her ass clinched again and
another drop seeped its way out, trickling onto her taint. Thinking
he'd better get it, his nose hit her entrance as his tongue raked
the drop off. Ying flinched on him with that.