I ASKED FOR IT (Peter’s Story) – Pt5
I ASKED FOR IT (Peterâs Story) â Pt5 (taboo ending)
Previously - Stephen held my hair so I faced Sarah and Anna (her Mistress) while wanking and rubbing his saliva wet and precum leaking cock against the side of my face. Sarah was knelt as low as possible, leaning back between her Mistressâs legs as Anna looked smiling at me, knelt and held by her husband. Anna used her hands to open her shaven pussy and released a stream of fresh hot piss into my wifeâs open mouth.....
And Now -
I watched amused, ashamed but most of all aroused as I watched my wife taking her Mistressâs piss, swallowing as the piss filled her mouth and sparayed over her face, running down over her naked body with her pierced nipples looking even more deliciously stiff as they were covered in Annaâs warm golden shower. Stephen continued to wank and rub his hard leaking cock on the side of my face as I watched my wife used, and evidently enjoying, loving being used.
âLook at your sweet slutty whore of a wife bitch...bet you never thought youâd see her like this....you have no idea the deliciously perverted pleasures we have enjoyed with your slutty wife. And all the while poor little hubby was sitting at home wanking to porn....Maybe we should have given him some of our videos of Sarah to watch Anna.â This causing both to laugh out loud.
âWell we do have quite a few, donât we slut, [Anna grabbing Sarah by the hair and pushing her face tight against her piss wet pussy] and it will be such fun to have him watch them now. Watching what he thought was a sexless wife, when he was the one not getting any sex, slutty wife here was getting lots of sex.â Anna and Stephen laughed again, while Anna put more pressure on Sarah, who I could hear frantically licking Annaâs pussy.
âThatâs it baby make me cum....I might let one of your special friends join us tonight if you behave yourself...youâd like that wouldnât you, you perverted slut?â Sarah unable to answer as Anna held her tight while grinding her pussy onto Sarahâs willing mouth.
With Sarahâs piss taking show apparently over Stephen decided it was time to put me to use again, turning my head slightly Stephenâs thick cock was again forcefully pushed into my mouth....my now willing mouth. Stephenâs hot thick cock filled my mouth as Stephen tightly gripped my head, I was not sucking a manâs cock...I was having my mouth fucked like a pussy by a MAN, a Master, my Master.
âThatâs it bitch take my fucking cock, just like your slut wife does all the time....she does like cock, and lots of cocks. Does that turn you on bitch....knowing your wife is a fucking slut that has taken lots of cocks, must do...look at your cock itâs literally throbbing for release. Well you will cum when we tell you bitch. [Stephen emphasised his/their control by forcing his cock deeper making me choke as he laughed] We have a special treat for you bitch soon if you behave and please us.â
Stephenâs fucking of my mouth increased in intensity as I continued to gag and choke, as I could vaguely hear Anna encouraging Sarahâs pleasuring of her pussy and nearing climax.
â...thatâs it slut...yeah keep going...fuck thatâs great...keep licking slut...make me orgasm baby...good girl...â
Almost if psychically linked Stephen and Anna reached their point of climax almost exactly together, as Stephenâs cock jerked in my mouth and began to shoot his thick cum into my mouth, I heard Anna cry out in pleasure from my wifeâs efforts. Stephen then drew his pulsing cock from my mouth, ordering me to shut my mouth, he continued to shoot streams of cum, while wanking over my upturned face, as I knelt and willing accepted my use and humiliation.
As Stephen finished and his cock stopped covering my face with his cum, he pushed his spent cock to my closed lips...instinctively knowing what was expected of me I took Stephenâs cock back into my mouth and sucked it clean, just a slave should. Looking over at Sarah, I saw her between Annaâs legs who was no laid on the floor holding my wifeâs head to her pussy as she moaned of the pleasure of Sarahâs tongue on her post-climatic pussy.
After Stephen and Anna had recovered from their pleasure, Anna pointed out that I had not appropriately greeted her yet, though.
âWell Peter it seems you quickly learned how to greet my husband, well your Master and that is how you will address him in our company from now slut. But you have not greeted your Mistress yet, have you slave?!â
When I did not answer immediately I felt the stinging stroke of the riding-crop landing on my chest, cause me to cry out. Stephen had taken ownership of the riding-crop and was much heavier with itâs use than Sarah had been.
âAnswer our Mistress bitch!â Stephenâs cock twitching again from using the crop on my naked, bound body and my face covered in his semen.
âNo, I have not greeted you properly Mistress....I am sorry Mistress.â I added the second part, apology as I thought it was expected of me. I was learning my role very quickly.
âYou should be sorry slave...before you have even greeted your Mistress you have done all you could to have your Master cover your face in his cum. You are such a dirty slut....just like your lovely wife, she loves please her superiors...whoever they maybe [both Anna & Stephen found this amusing], and Iâm sure you will too. But before you greet me properly we need to clean your face first, you canât greet your Mistressâs cunt with cum all over your face, can we?!â
Again I failed to answer immediately and Stephen, Master encouraged me with the riding-crop as it landed hard on my chest, stingingly the end landing of the crop connecting with my nipple, bring a moan/cry from me.
âYes Mistress.â
âThatâs better slave, but we need to clean your face first. Sarah you can see to that.â
Stephen immediately pushed me onto my back, my bound hands painfully beneath me as I laid naked and stick erect without release. Sarah obediently walked over and stood astride my face then squatting down holding her shaven pussy began to wash my face with a stream of her warm piss, as I lay there for the enjoyment of Mistress & Master, who were stood together watching as they had my wife piss over my face. And open mouth, now being in the position I had fantasised about often I willing swallowed the bitter sweet delicious golden piss from my wife.
Then things were brought to an end by Anna, my Mistress.
âOk, Stephen time to take Sarah to the bedroom, her âspecial friendsâ are waiting.[Anna & Stephen find this very amusing] Iâll have Peter greet me properly for a while, before I bring him upstairs to join the fun. But before you take our little slut...Sarah, tell your husband how much you are looking forward to joining your âspecial friendsâ upstairs in your marital bed...as if there has been any marital fucking in that bed.â
âMistress, I love my âspecial friendsâ I would do anything to please them, I love them so much. I love and am thankful that Mistress and Master allow me to enjoy and be shared with my âspecial friendsâ. Mistress.â My wife replied her wet pussy wet and still dripping piss onto my open mouth, I wanted so much to stretch up and lick my wifeâs pussy, but knew to do nothing until instructed.
âGood girl, you can now go with your Master and enjoy your âspecial friendsâ...though donât get too carried away slut Iâll be bringing Peter up to meet your âspecial friendsâ very soon.â
Sarah stood up without a second glance at her husband laid bound naked on the floor with my face wet with her piss and the remnants of Stephenâs cum, and left the room with Stephen. Though Stephen did turn on leaving the room with my wife and smiled as he looked at me, a smile that showed he was looking forward to what was to come...whatever that was I had no idea, as I lay waiting for my instructions from Anna, though no longer Anna as from tonight I knew and accepted Anna was my Mistress. Now alone with my Mistress.
âWell you certainly appeared to enjoy greeting your Master, Peter...but your enjoyment of my husbandâs cock meant you have not greeted me appropriately have you?....â [My Mistressâs question emphasised with the riding-crop landing with expert precision on the end of my erect cock, sending pain through my naked body, causing my to jerk and cry out.]â...I didnât hear you bitch, what did you say?!â The crop landed again on my erect cock.
âI am sorry Mistress.â
âSorry for what bitch?â My Mistress now playing the end of the riding-crop along my cock.
âFor not greeting you properly Mistress.â
âThatâs better...now how will you pay for your disrespect bitch?â
âI...I donât know Mistress...â[remembering all the FemDom porn I had wanked to, I knew I should say more to please my Mistress]â...I will accept... I deserve whatever âMistressâ decides my punishment is to be.â
âGood answer, you obviously learn quickly....or is it all those Dominatrix videos you like to wank to? Your Master and I have enjoyed watching those videos your wife secretly made for us of you playing with yourself. Which we enjoyed watching while we were enjoying your wife, she is quite a filthy slut with the right encouragement...youâll soon get to see that yourself bitch.â
Anna laughed as she gestured with the riding crop, with an upward flick, that I was to get up from the floor. I instinctively knew I was to kneel, though with my hands bound behind my back it was not easy. As I struggled my Mistress encouraged me with taps from the riding crop, while smiling.
âCome on boy on your knees...hurry up...you donât want to miss seeing all the fun your wife is having upstairs with her Master, and her special friends...youâll see how special very soon. But for the moment it is time to greet your Mistress properly, like the slave you are. You are a slave arenât you, bitch?â Anna emphasising her question with the riding crop pushed under my chin, lifting my face to her stare, as I now knelt before her.
âYes Mistress, I am a slave. Your slave Mistress.â
âThatâs better....now greet your Mistress properly slave.â Anna grabs my hair and forces my mouth to her wet pussy....and I greet my Mistress appropriately, my tongue licking and probing to pleasure my Mistress, as a slave should.
Anna held my head hard against her pussy with one hand while using the riding-crop with the other, repeatedly landing painful strokes on my shoulders and back t encourage my pleasuring of her. My every moan muffled against my Mistressâs wet sex bringing her more pleasure.
âThatâs right slave...make me happy...mmm...thatâs it...you dirty bitch!!!â
Anna climaxed holding my head tighter as her pleasure flooded through her, using me to steady herself from falling, my face pushed against her pussy a centre of gravity and stool/pedestal to rest on while through my Mistressâs climax. Once Anna had recovered I was instructed to remain in my position with my mouth open...as Anna, my Mistress then released another stream of Golden Liquid as I swallowed and was coated in my Mistressâs piss.
Once finished with her pleasure and my submissive greeting, I thought I had done enough to please Anna, but I had more to give.
I had to stand before my Mistress as nipple-clamps were painfully applied, Mistress pulling at the connecting chain to increase the wonderful pain in my nipples. I had to bend as a butt-plug was then pushed into my recently virgin arse.
âRight slave...time to go upstairs to join your wife, with her âspecial friendsâ. On your hands and knees slave.â
I knelt as instructed as Anna clipped a leash to my collar, and lead me out of the room behind her on my hands & knees, like a pet/slave..collared on a leash and butt-plugged. I followed my Mistress as she lead me up the stairs of my home...the noise of sexual pleasures becoming louder as I followed my Mistress on my knees up the stairs, towards my bedroom were Master had taken my wife.
Entering the bedroom on my knees lead on my leash by my Mistress Anna. I stopped in shock...Master Stephen was not fucking my wife as I expected...Master was sat in the wicker chair (Sarah & I had in the bedroom, a decorative idea at the time I thought), recording the sexual pleasures happening in front of him. My Mistress pulled on my leash to bring me into the room, from my shock at what I saw as the door opened....
Sarah, my wife was pleasuring and being used by a younger couple...she was kneeling between the legs of a young woman, while a young man was deeply fucking my wife. Though what was so shocking for me was...
This wasnât just random younger couple that Anna & Stephen had arranged, I was dragged into the room by Anna to see my wife between the legs of Kelsey, our daughter as Robert our son was holding his motherâs hips as he fucked her deeply, pushing Sarahâs face harder into her (our) daughterâs pussy.
Anna & Stephenâs fun of mentioning Sarahâs âspecial friendsâ was now so obvious......
Previously - Stephen held my hair so I faced Sarah and Anna (her Mistress) while wanking and rubbing his saliva wet and precum leaking cock against the side of my face. Sarah was knelt as low as possible, leaning back between her Mistressâs legs as Anna looked smiling at me, knelt and held by her husband. Anna used her hands to open her shaven pussy and released a stream of fresh hot piss into my wifeâs open mouth.....
And Now -
I watched amused, ashamed but most of all aroused as I watched my wife taking her Mistressâs piss, swallowing as the piss filled her mouth and sparayed over her face, running down over her naked body with her pierced nipples looking even more deliciously stiff as they were covered in Annaâs warm golden shower. Stephen continued to wank and rub his hard leaking cock on the side of my face as I watched my wife used, and evidently enjoying, loving being used.
âLook at your sweet slutty whore of a wife bitch...bet you never thought youâd see her like this....you have no idea the deliciously perverted pleasures we have enjoyed with your slutty wife. And all the while poor little hubby was sitting at home wanking to porn....Maybe we should have given him some of our videos of Sarah to watch Anna.â This causing both to laugh out loud.
âWell we do have quite a few, donât we slut, [Anna grabbing Sarah by the hair and pushing her face tight against her piss wet pussy] and it will be such fun to have him watch them now. Watching what he thought was a sexless wife, when he was the one not getting any sex, slutty wife here was getting lots of sex.â Anna and Stephen laughed again, while Anna put more pressure on Sarah, who I could hear frantically licking Annaâs pussy.
âThatâs it baby make me cum....I might let one of your special friends join us tonight if you behave yourself...youâd like that wouldnât you, you perverted slut?â Sarah unable to answer as Anna held her tight while grinding her pussy onto Sarahâs willing mouth.
With Sarahâs piss taking show apparently over Stephen decided it was time to put me to use again, turning my head slightly Stephenâs thick cock was again forcefully pushed into my mouth....my now willing mouth. Stephenâs hot thick cock filled my mouth as Stephen tightly gripped my head, I was not sucking a manâs cock...I was having my mouth fucked like a pussy by a MAN, a Master, my Master.
âThatâs it bitch take my fucking cock, just like your slut wife does all the time....she does like cock, and lots of cocks. Does that turn you on bitch....knowing your wife is a fucking slut that has taken lots of cocks, must do...look at your cock itâs literally throbbing for release. Well you will cum when we tell you bitch. [Stephen emphasised his/their control by forcing his cock deeper making me choke as he laughed] We have a special treat for you bitch soon if you behave and please us.â
Stephenâs fucking of my mouth increased in intensity as I continued to gag and choke, as I could vaguely hear Anna encouraging Sarahâs pleasuring of her pussy and nearing climax.
â...thatâs it slut...yeah keep going...fuck thatâs great...keep licking slut...make me orgasm baby...good girl...â
Almost if psychically linked Stephen and Anna reached their point of climax almost exactly together, as Stephenâs cock jerked in my mouth and began to shoot his thick cum into my mouth, I heard Anna cry out in pleasure from my wifeâs efforts. Stephen then drew his pulsing cock from my mouth, ordering me to shut my mouth, he continued to shoot streams of cum, while wanking over my upturned face, as I knelt and willing accepted my use and humiliation.
As Stephen finished and his cock stopped covering my face with his cum, he pushed his spent cock to my closed lips...instinctively knowing what was expected of me I took Stephenâs cock back into my mouth and sucked it clean, just a slave should. Looking over at Sarah, I saw her between Annaâs legs who was no laid on the floor holding my wifeâs head to her pussy as she moaned of the pleasure of Sarahâs tongue on her post-climatic pussy.
After Stephen and Anna had recovered from their pleasure, Anna pointed out that I had not appropriately greeted her yet, though.
âWell Peter it seems you quickly learned how to greet my husband, well your Master and that is how you will address him in our company from now slut. But you have not greeted your Mistress yet, have you slave?!â
When I did not answer immediately I felt the stinging stroke of the riding-crop landing on my chest, cause me to cry out. Stephen had taken ownership of the riding-crop and was much heavier with itâs use than Sarah had been.
âAnswer our Mistress bitch!â Stephenâs cock twitching again from using the crop on my naked, bound body and my face covered in his semen.
âNo, I have not greeted you properly Mistress....I am sorry Mistress.â I added the second part, apology as I thought it was expected of me. I was learning my role very quickly.
âYou should be sorry slave...before you have even greeted your Mistress you have done all you could to have your Master cover your face in his cum. You are such a dirty slut....just like your lovely wife, she loves please her superiors...whoever they maybe [both Anna & Stephen found this amusing], and Iâm sure you will too. But before you greet me properly we need to clean your face first, you canât greet your Mistressâs cunt with cum all over your face, can we?!â
Again I failed to answer immediately and Stephen, Master encouraged me with the riding-crop as it landed hard on my chest, stingingly the end landing of the crop connecting with my nipple, bring a moan/cry from me.
âYes Mistress.â
âThatâs better slave, but we need to clean your face first. Sarah you can see to that.â
Stephen immediately pushed me onto my back, my bound hands painfully beneath me as I laid naked and stick erect without release. Sarah obediently walked over and stood astride my face then squatting down holding her shaven pussy began to wash my face with a stream of her warm piss, as I lay there for the enjoyment of Mistress & Master, who were stood together watching as they had my wife piss over my face. And open mouth, now being in the position I had fantasised about often I willing swallowed the bitter sweet delicious golden piss from my wife.
Then things were brought to an end by Anna, my Mistress.
âOk, Stephen time to take Sarah to the bedroom, her âspecial friendsâ are waiting.[Anna & Stephen find this very amusing] Iâll have Peter greet me properly for a while, before I bring him upstairs to join the fun. But before you take our little slut...Sarah, tell your husband how much you are looking forward to joining your âspecial friendsâ upstairs in your marital bed...as if there has been any marital fucking in that bed.â
âMistress, I love my âspecial friendsâ I would do anything to please them, I love them so much. I love and am thankful that Mistress and Master allow me to enjoy and be shared with my âspecial friendsâ. Mistress.â My wife replied her wet pussy wet and still dripping piss onto my open mouth, I wanted so much to stretch up and lick my wifeâs pussy, but knew to do nothing until instructed.
âGood girl, you can now go with your Master and enjoy your âspecial friendsâ...though donât get too carried away slut Iâll be bringing Peter up to meet your âspecial friendsâ very soon.â
Sarah stood up without a second glance at her husband laid bound naked on the floor with my face wet with her piss and the remnants of Stephenâs cum, and left the room with Stephen. Though Stephen did turn on leaving the room with my wife and smiled as he looked at me, a smile that showed he was looking forward to what was to come...whatever that was I had no idea, as I lay waiting for my instructions from Anna, though no longer Anna as from tonight I knew and accepted Anna was my Mistress. Now alone with my Mistress.
âWell you certainly appeared to enjoy greeting your Master, Peter...but your enjoyment of my husbandâs cock meant you have not greeted me appropriately have you?....â [My Mistressâs question emphasised with the riding-crop landing with expert precision on the end of my erect cock, sending pain through my naked body, causing my to jerk and cry out.]â...I didnât hear you bitch, what did you say?!â The crop landed again on my erect cock.
âI am sorry Mistress.â
âSorry for what bitch?â My Mistress now playing the end of the riding-crop along my cock.
âFor not greeting you properly Mistress.â
âThatâs better...now how will you pay for your disrespect bitch?â
âI...I donât know Mistress...â[remembering all the FemDom porn I had wanked to, I knew I should say more to please my Mistress]â...I will accept... I deserve whatever âMistressâ decides my punishment is to be.â
âGood answer, you obviously learn quickly....or is it all those Dominatrix videos you like to wank to? Your Master and I have enjoyed watching those videos your wife secretly made for us of you playing with yourself. Which we enjoyed watching while we were enjoying your wife, she is quite a filthy slut with the right encouragement...youâll soon get to see that yourself bitch.â
Anna laughed as she gestured with the riding crop, with an upward flick, that I was to get up from the floor. I instinctively knew I was to kneel, though with my hands bound behind my back it was not easy. As I struggled my Mistress encouraged me with taps from the riding crop, while smiling.
âCome on boy on your knees...hurry up...you donât want to miss seeing all the fun your wife is having upstairs with her Master, and her special friends...youâll see how special very soon. But for the moment it is time to greet your Mistress properly, like the slave you are. You are a slave arenât you, bitch?â Anna emphasising her question with the riding crop pushed under my chin, lifting my face to her stare, as I now knelt before her.
âYes Mistress, I am a slave. Your slave Mistress.â
âThatâs better....now greet your Mistress properly slave.â Anna grabs my hair and forces my mouth to her wet pussy....and I greet my Mistress appropriately, my tongue licking and probing to pleasure my Mistress, as a slave should.
Anna held my head hard against her pussy with one hand while using the riding-crop with the other, repeatedly landing painful strokes on my shoulders and back t encourage my pleasuring of her. My every moan muffled against my Mistressâs wet sex bringing her more pleasure.
âThatâs right slave...make me happy...mmm...thatâs it...you dirty bitch!!!â
Anna climaxed holding my head tighter as her pleasure flooded through her, using me to steady herself from falling, my face pushed against her pussy a centre of gravity and stool/pedestal to rest on while through my Mistressâs climax. Once Anna had recovered I was instructed to remain in my position with my mouth open...as Anna, my Mistress then released another stream of Golden Liquid as I swallowed and was coated in my Mistressâs piss.
Once finished with her pleasure and my submissive greeting, I thought I had done enough to please Anna, but I had more to give.
I had to stand before my Mistress as nipple-clamps were painfully applied, Mistress pulling at the connecting chain to increase the wonderful pain in my nipples. I had to bend as a butt-plug was then pushed into my recently virgin arse.
âRight slave...time to go upstairs to join your wife, with her âspecial friendsâ. On your hands and knees slave.â
I knelt as instructed as Anna clipped a leash to my collar, and lead me out of the room behind her on my hands & knees, like a pet/slave..collared on a leash and butt-plugged. I followed my Mistress as she lead me up the stairs of my home...the noise of sexual pleasures becoming louder as I followed my Mistress on my knees up the stairs, towards my bedroom were Master had taken my wife.
Entering the bedroom on my knees lead on my leash by my Mistress Anna. I stopped in shock...Master Stephen was not fucking my wife as I expected...Master was sat in the wicker chair (Sarah & I had in the bedroom, a decorative idea at the time I thought), recording the sexual pleasures happening in front of him. My Mistress pulled on my leash to bring me into the room, from my shock at what I saw as the door opened....
Sarah, my wife was pleasuring and being used by a younger couple...she was kneeling between the legs of a young woman, while a young man was deeply fucking my wife. Though what was so shocking for me was...
This wasnât just random younger couple that Anna & Stephen had arranged, I was dragged into the room by Anna to see my wife between the legs of Kelsey, our daughter as Robert our son was holding his motherâs hips as he fucked her deeply, pushing Sarahâs face harder into her (our) daughterâs pussy.
Anna & Stephenâs fun of mentioning Sarahâs âspecial friendsâ was now so obvious......
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