Chapter 2
It was later in the afternoon. The blankets were pulled down to the foot of the bed. Marla sprawled naked on the pink satin sheets.
She lay on her back with her legs spread wide open. Pillows were plumped under her head and shoulders, raising her upper body. A second pillow nestled under her buttocks, elevating her hips. Her limbs rustled against the sheets.
Nelson was on the bed, too. He knelt between her spread legs with his head lowered. His mouth pressed against her hot, dripping pussy.
His panties were pulled down in back, baring his bottom. His spanked buttocks were bright red from the small of his back to the tops of his thighs.
His whipped bottom was raised high in the air. It wiggled as his head bobbed back and forth, thrusting his tongue against her pussy.
She had only finished spanking him a little while ago and his face glistened with some of the many tears he had shed. His eyes were red from crying.
Marla lay with her hands behind her head, smiling with sensual pleasure as he serviced her wet pussy with his long, pink tongue.
Nelson's panties were pulled down in front, too and the rolled undergarment was down around the tops of his stockinged thighs. His penis was stiffly erect.
His hands were still bound in front of him and his ankles were still hobbled. In addition, an unusual kind of restraint was attached to his genitals.
A loop of thin but tough twine was slipped around the top of the sac of his balls. It was pulled very tight against him, exerting constant pressure.
The loop turned into a seven-foot length of cord. Marla held the other end of the loop coiled in her right hand. This served as a kind of leash with which she could control her cross-dressed male animal. The slightest tug by her on the twine would exert an instant and painful pressure on Nelson's swollen ball sac.
Marla enjoyed the tonguing he was giving her, just as she had enjoyed the beating with the leather strap she had given him. Of course, Nelson loved it all.
Marla's breasts were soft hills of flesh rising from the flat golden plain of her torso. She had a golden, all-over tan. Her flesh was bronzed and gleaming.
Her nipples and rosettes were dark brown, almost purple in color. The nipples were stiffly erect. They were large, the size of grapes. Her rosettes were the size of silver dollars. The nipples throbbed with arousal.
Marla was buxom, with a classic hourglass figure, the kind that never goes out of style. She had a thin, almost a wasp waist. Her hips widened so that they were lush and alluring. Her pubic bush was as dark and black as her hair on her head.
Her pussy lips were fat and fleshy. Her clitoris was unusually prominent and well developed. Her buttocks were soft, rounded golden globes.
Nelson's face was pressed against her pussy. He had been tonguing her for roughly fifteen minutes or so. She controlled him, telling him when to slow down and when to speed up. She made him start slowly, then increase the pace.
Her pussy lips glistened with his saliva. Inside, she was wet and hot.
The aroma of her pussy drifted up into his face. It was a thick, musky, delicious aroma that tantalized his nostrils and made him feel lightheaded. Even the pain of his whipped bottom was forgotten as he serviced his dominant mistress.
His penis was painfully erect. He tried to hold himself back, but there was a steady oozing of semen from his cock head, making it sticky and shining.
He had already come once today, right in the middle of his spanking. He had been nestled against Marla's smooth, warm thighs as she whipped his ass.
He squirmed around on her lap, trying vainly to escape from her merciless, hard-hitting strap. The panty gag in his mouth barely muffled his cries.
His cock was very hard and hot and it rubbed against her flesh as he squirmed and wiggled. The shaft and penis head got redder and hotter with each stroke of the strap across his quivering bottom. The inevitable happened.
He came. Semen jetted from his member, splashing across her thighs. Marla knew that this kind of thing happened to him - he had once come while she was busy putting his penis into tight and punishing bondage.
That was why she had pulled her satin gown up high around her waist, so it wouldn't be stained if he should ejaculate while being strapped.
That didn't make her any less mad, though. As soon as the last drops of semen spurted from his penis, Marla roughly pushed him off her lap.
She gave him hell. He was crying already. She pulled his hair, slapped his face and twisted his ears, making him moan.
She told him that since there weren't any maids around, he would have to clean up his own mess. She took the gag out of his mouth.
The panties were saturated with his saliva, soaked through and through. Marla opened the panties and pulled them down over his head. She arranged them so that his mouth was at one of the leg openings, so it was free and uncovered.
His semen was smeared and glistening on her thighs. She made him kneel on the floor in front of the bed. She opened her legs to him.
His mouth watered when he saw her thick black bush and her rosy pussy lips. But that wasn't the kind of oral service which she demanded of him.
He whimpered that he had never tasted his own come. Marla was unsympathetic, to say the least. She told him that it was long overdue that he did and that he was going to clean his semen off her using only his mouth.
She put her hand on the back of his head and pushed his face down against her thighs. Nelson fought back a shudder of revulsion as he pressed the flat of his tongue against the sticky puddles of milky-white fluid.
He tried to lick it delicately, but Marla was having none of that. She pushed his face down in the stuff, smearing it across his mouth and nose and chin.
He licked up the semen. It didn't taste like much of anything, to his surprise. It was flat and oily, but not nauseating. He licked Marla clean.
When he finished that task, Marla told him he could just crawl back up on her lap and resume taking his punishment. She said that since she was so rudely interrupted, she would have to begin from the beginning. That meant that she wouldn't count any of the sizzling strokes she had already given him toward the total. The counting began at one stroke and Marla began again.
When she finally finished the strapping, and pushed him off her lap, Nelson was well and thoroughly strapped. His buttocks were red and burning. It had been so painful, that his penis hadn't even gotten erect the second time.
The strapping was done, but Marla wasn't finished with him yet.
She took her length of twine and slipped the loop around the top of his testicle sac. She fondled his penis and balls as she tied him.
His member stiffened from her attentions. It erected in her cool palm. Her long fingers stroked the divide running down the center of his balls.
Once his balls were put in the twine leash, Marla demonstrated her power. All she had to do was give a little pull on the cord and the already tight loop would pull even tighter against his tender flesh.
Nelson gasped and rose on tiptoes to minimize the pain. Marla led him out of the bedroom and around the living room on the leash.
Nelson walked carefully on his high heels. He couldn't move very quickly because of his hobbled ankles, but Marla didn't care about that.
If he couldn't keep up with her that was his problem. And if he couldn't keep up with her, then the twine loop would pull even more agonizingly against his balls.
Nelson looked ridiculous as he took many tiny steps, frantically trying to keep up with Marla. The twine pulled tight when he lagged behind.
Marla was most amused. She laughed at his predicament. Her rich, drawling voice heaped sarcastic verbal humiliation on him. Nelson was in pain, but he loved it.
Finally Marla tired of her sport and marched him back into her bedroom.
She tied the end of the leash to the bedpost for a moment. She stood in front of Nelson so he could get a good look at her. Then she slowly and sensually peeled off her satin gown in a kind of strip tease. Nelson's hard member jerked with excitement. Marla pulled off the gown and put it aside. Nelson had seen her nude before, but he couldn't help gasping at the loveliness of her body.
Marla mocked his aroused condition. She cupped her breasts, lifted them and released them, causing them to jiggle enticingly.
She pinched her brown nipples erect. Her breasts were so full that by lifting them to her face and lowering her head, she was able to tongue her own nipples.
Her nipples glistened with her own saliva. Nelson's hands were bound in front of him. He ached to wrap his hands around his swollen member and stroke it until he came.
But he didn't dare. Marla was strict and no-nonsense in her attitude and he was afraid to anger her. He bit the inside of his cheek in excitement.
She spread her legs and let her hands drift down between them. She fondled her pussy lips until they were ruddy and glowing.
At last, she untied the twine leash from the bedpost and took it in hand. She stretched out on the bed and arranged the pillows to her liking.
She said, "You all were a very bad girl today, Nellie, 'specially when you made that nasty mess on my thighs. I should make you get dressed and send you on home. But I'm soft-hearted and willing to give you another chance."
She fondled her pussy. "Since you did such a good job of cleaning me up before, you can do the same thing for my pussy. Now get your red ass on this bed right now. And do me good, 'cause if you don't, your ass is going to be a whole hell of a lot redder!" She gave a pull on the leash, making him wince.
Nelson climbed on the bed and knelt between her legs and pressed his mouth against her pussy. He stuck out his tongue and licked her labia.
And that was what he was doing right now, still going down on her pussy. Her pussy lips and her thick dark bush were wet with his saliva.
Marla said lazily, "You've cleaned me up real nice and fine on the outside, Nellie. Now, I want you to get your tongue deep into my pussy and give it a real licking, so that I'm all cleaned up, inside and out."
Nelson slipped his tongue between her pussy lips. She was wet and hot as a furnace inside. Her juices tingled on his tongue.
He glided his tongue along her slippery pussy walls, tasting her juices.
He made liquid slurping sounds as he went down on her. Marla sighed with pleasure. She moved her left hand to her breasts and fondled them.
She rolled her throbbing nipples between her thumb and index finger. It caused waves of pleasure which she felt all the way down inside her pussy.
Time went by. Marla jerked briskly on the twine leash. Nelson moaned with pain. Since his mouth was pressed against her pussy membranes, the vibrations from his cry of pain rippled through her flesh, thrilling her.
He looked up from her pussy. His red face was smeared with saliva and pussy juices. His penis was a rigid rod of flesh jutting from his hips.
Marla said, "That's enough of that, Nellie. I want you to lick my clit and do it until you make me come. Do it nice and slow and gently."
He lowered his face back to her pussy. He moved his tongue up her slit. His tongue tip pressed against her throbbing clitoris.
The clitoris was an oily marble of flesh. Nelson flicked his tongue back and forth over it, concentrating totally on her pleasure.
Soon Marla began to rock her hips back and forth in response to the rhythms of his tongue. Her heavy breasts jiggled and shook. She pinched her nipples hard.
She tugged hard on the twine leash. "Hurry up, Nellie. No need for you to go slow now, honey. Give it to me good and hard and fast."
He did as she commanded, moving his tongue tip faster and faster on her clitoris. He was pleased when he heard her moan, but he didn't dare to stop.
Marla's clitoris quivered against his lips and tongue. She sat up and put her hand on the back of his head and pressed his face hard against her pussy.
His tongue lashed her clitoris. Marla came.
Her body went rigid when she climaxed. Her toes curled and she made a high-pitched wailing noise. Her eyes widened and her mouth was open and moaning.
She fell back against the mattress, gasping. She closed her thighs and rolled on her side, curling her long, strong legs. She clutched her stomach.
Nelson knelt on the bed, sitting quietly. He didn't think it was proper for a lowly slave girl like him to observe his mistress at such an intimate moment. He discreetly lowered his eyes and looked away until she had recovered.
Some time passed before Marla, groaning, sat up. She swung her legs over the edge of the mattress and put her bare feet on the carpeted floor.
"Christ," she muttered, "that felt like my pussy was turned inside-out!"
She stood, staggered unsteadily and put a hand on a bedpost to keep from losing her balance. Her splendid body glistened with sweat.
She patted Nelson's head. "You did real good, Nellie, real good. Damn, you're getting better and better at that! When you first started coming to me, you couldn't eat pussy to save your life. Now you've practically turned into a professional! You ever try any of that out on your wife, hon?"
Nelson admitted that he had never gone down on his wife.
Marla shook her head. "I felt sorry for beating your ass so hard, but after hearing that, I wish I beat you harder. You're a fool not to give some of that to your Charlotte. After she's had her pussy eaten like that once, she'll be glad to keep you in skirts forever - any woman would!"
Nelson mumbled that Marla didn't understand how things were between him and Charlotte. Theirs was a complicated marital arrangement.
Marla said, "Well, when all is said and done, that's your business, not mine. So, we'll let the matter drop. And since you did me so good and you're getting so talented with your mouth, I'm going to give you a special treat."
Her ripe buttocks jiggled as she crossed the bedroom. Her heavy breasts dangled as she bent over a cabinet and opened the top drawer and took something out of it.
She showed it to him. Nelson gasped. His spanked bottom quivered.
Marla held a dildo. It was seven inches long and as thick as a twenty-five cent piece in diameter. It was made of pink, yielding rubber.
Marla asked, "You know what this is, don't you, Nellie?"
"Yes, Mistress Marla, I know what it is." His voice was high and frightened.
Her eyes glittered with satisfaction at his fear. She went to him.
She fondled his spanked bottom. He moaned as he looked up at her.
She said, "You ever had one of these used on you, Nellie? Ever had your panties taken down and your bottom greased up so you could be fucked like a girl? Hmmm?"
Gripping the dildo shaft, she rubbed its head in the crack of his ass. His soft, spanked cheeks rippled as she rubbed the rubber dildo against him.
Marla teased, "What's the matter, Nellie? Cat got your tongue? How'd you like your mistress to rape your little red bottom, you saucy bitch?"
Nelson whimpered, "Please, Mistress, not that. I'm not ready for it. Please."
Marla was a professional. She knew when a slave was sincere and when a slave was merely pretending not to want to do something so his mistress could "force" him to do it. She judged that Nelson wasn't ready to have his ass fucked - not yet.
She shrugged. "Well, maybe some other time. 'Cause I'll tell you, Nellie, no slave of mine qualifies as a real slave until he's had his ass fucked by me. But we'll just postpone that for another date, you nervous virgin."
Actually, Nelson wasn't a virgin in his ass. A dominant mistress in Houston had once violated his bottom with a dildo. He would never forget it.
Marla said, "Well, since you're too much of a little sissy to give your all to your mistress, I suppose I'll have to settle for something else. I want you to show me how you suck this big old thing. I want you to imagine that it's a real cock. If you're going to dress like a girl, then you'll have to learn to do what a girl does in the bedroom. That means you'll have to learn to suck cock."
She rubbed the dildo head against his face. "Wet your lips and open wide."
Nelson licked his lips, moistening them. Marla pressed the dildo head against his lips. The rubber member was soft and yielding.
Nelson opened his mouth wide. Marla eased the dildo into it. She fed him a few inches, loving the sight of the shaft disappearing between his puckered lips.
She said, "Suck it good, honey. Get it all wet. Work that tongue around."
She shoved the dildo in and out of his mouth. He sucked it wetly.
"That's the way," she said encouragingly. "Close your eyes and pretend that a real cock is fucking your mouth, fucking it like it was a pussy."
As she moved the dildo in and out of his mouth, Marla's free hand drifted to her pussy. She began fondling herself, stroking her sensitive pussy lips.
"Good, honey, real good." She pushed the dildo deep in his throat.
The dildo head bumped against the soft tissues at the back of his throat. Nelson gagged. Marla pulled the dildo back enough to stop choking him.
"You'll have to do better than that, Nellie, if you want to be a real girl. Damned if I'm not getting hot just watching you give head! Now, I'll tell you what I'll do, Nellie. I want you to hold this cock deep in your mouth, while I do something that will drive you out of your ever loving mind!"
Nelson closed his jaws, holding the dildo in his mouth. Marla put her hands on his bare shoulders and pushed him down on his back on the bed.
Nelson whimpered with pain as his weight rested on his spanked buttocks, but he looked up at naked Marla with excitement in his eyes.
She arranged his limbs. She gripped the knot of the twine loop with her sharp fingernails, opened it and slipped it free from his balls.
She tossed the twine away. She had Nelson lift his bottom off the mattress so she could slip a pillow under it, elevating his hips.
His cock was hot and hard. She climbed on the bed and crawled over him on her hands and knees. Her heavy breasts dangled, swinging from side to side.
She straddled his thin hips. His penis quivered with excitement. Her hands, cool and soft, fondled the breasts formed by his padded bra.
She caressed his stockinged thighs. Always her hands moved between his legs, so she could fondle and toy with his throbbing member and swollen balls.
Her skilled caresses made him moan. But he obeyed her and kept the wet rubber dildo clenched in his mouth while she teased and tantalized him.
She said, "You all sure are a sweet little girl, Nellie. I know that I should tie your hands and feet to the bed, but I can't take the time to do that now, I'm too excited. So, you'll be a good girl for Marla, won't you honey?"
She wrapped her hand around his member. It was stiff and red. She squeezed it. A single drop of semen oozed out of the red penis head.
"You're sure enough ready for me," Marla said. "You're wet between your legs. Hell, you're practically creaming! And Marla's ready for you, baby."
Her voice was thick and husky and rasping with lust. Her hands were hard on his body. As she fondled him roughly, she would pinch and twist his soft flesh.
She said, "Too bad you're not brave enough to trust Marla and let her fuck your little red bottom. If you were, why, then I could rape you from both ends. You all haven't changed your mind about that - or have you?"
Nelson shook Iris head no. Marla said, "Well, you think about it, Nellie. I'm going to make that one of my goals - fucking you in your ass. You can't know what it's like to be a real girl until you've been penetrated. And you can't be a real slave girl until you've given every part of your body to me for my pleasure. I could force you and rape you, but I'm not going to. I want you to want it. You're going to be begging me to fuck you in your ass before too long. I promise you that, sweetie." As she spoke, she caressed him to distraction.
She gripped the base of the dildo shaft where it protruded from his mouth.
She said, "Since you're such a sissy - such a nervous Nellie - I won't be needing this, so we might as well put it away for now."
She pulled the dildo from his mouth. Saliva covered the dildo head and part of the shaft. Marla wiped it clean on his face.
She set the dildo down on the bedside night table. She leaned over Nelson so that her breasts dangled over his face. Her nipples just touched his flesh.
He ached to take those nipples in his mouth and suck them, but didn't dare to take such liberties. Marla moved her upper body from side to side, causing her heavy breasts to slap his face. Her flesh was hot and smooth as satin.
Marla moved down his body. She straddled his hips. She gripped his member and held it so that it was vertical and pointing straight up.
She said, "You can think of this as a reward for services you've rendered to me today, slave girl. I hope you know how lucky you are."
She raised herself up, so that her pussy was poised a few inches over his swollen cock head. She gripped his member just below the lip of the cock head.
She rubbed her pussy lips with the fleshy cock head. Nelson gasped as his member contacted her soft, silken, most intimate flesh.
She guided the cock head between her pussy lips. His penis was like a red arrow aimed at a tender target. She lowered herself down on his stiff penis, taking it inside her hot, wet, tight pussy.
Nelson clenched his hands into fists. He moaned continuously as she took him deep inside her. He bit his lip to keep from crying out loud.
Now, his cock penetrated her. Her pussy lips pressed against the base of his swollen shaft. But Marla was the aggressor. She was on top -physically and emotionally. She rocked back and forth.
His swollen penis rubbed against her dripping membranes, creating a sensual friction that thrilled them both.
The feeling was much too great. They both knew that they were going to come
And they did!