1. My Husband, My Slave--Part 3


    Date: 9/27/2017, Categories: Fiction, Cuckold, Cum Swallowing, Female Domination, Oral Sex, Slavery, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 89.5, Source: sexstories.com

    down his body I grabbed his cock, all five hard inches. “Who owns this?” “You do, Miss Sophie.” ‘That’s right and don’t you ever forget it.” Grabbing his balls I asked again, “Who owns these?” “You do, Miss Sophie,” John gulped. “Right again—I own you and I can do anything I want with you and right now I want to do this.” I lowered my mouth to John’s cock, teasing him terribly with my tongue and knowing that no matter how hot he became, however close he might be to cumming, he wouldn’t until I was ready to hurt him. Keeping it up for almost a half hour caused John to thrash wildly in his bonds. I had just wrapped my lips tightly around his shaft when I reached up and practically pushed my nails through his nipples. He filled my mouth with his seed—eight times in all. Moving up again I leaned down to kiss him and when I did all the accumulated semen dribbled into his mouth. Knowing what I wanted he scooped virtually every drop from my mouth. I moved up again to straddle his mouth as I allowed him to bring me to an incredible four orgasms. Once I had released his arms I laid my head on his shoulder and whispered, “Well done, slave—I think we need a nap.” A quick kiss to his cheek and I drifted off. I awoke around 5:30, rose, and released John’s legs. Massaging them for ten minutes enabled him to stand and walk. He helped me to dress while he remained naked. “Call Christopher’s and order a large pizza—pepperoni, sausage, mushrooms, green peppers, and onions.” I allowed John ...
    to speak when he raised his hand. “Could we please get extra cheese, Miss Sophie?” “Good idea…now get to it; I have more plans for later and they include you.” John rushed to kiss my feet then ran to the phone. Thirty minutes later John took his place between my legs as I began to eat. Holding the pizza in my right hand I tousled John’s hair with my left. His head lay against my silky thigh as I fed him. All told I gave him three large pieces while I ate two. He bagged the remaining three pieces using our vacuum sealer before reporting to me in the living room. I spent the evening reading while having my puss gently licked and kissed. CHAPTER 6 The week passed quickly. John only accumulated five demerits for minor failures during the week. I took care of them as soon as I had returned from work on Friday evening. I was looking forward to Clark’s return visit. As expected, he rang the doorbell at 8:00 sharp. John answered and escorted the sullen Clark to the living room. “Okay,” he began, “how much to you want?” “Whatever do you mean, Clark?” “How much do you want for me to get out of this fucking thing?” I thought for a few seconds before telling John to check Clark’s pockets. He was handcuffed when he complained. Sure enough, John found a small digital recorder running in his inside jacket pocket. “Cute, Clark—trying to get some evidence on me? Blackmail, maybe? John, please get the large vase from the kitchen closet and fill it halfway with water.” “No! That’s an expensive ...
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