Chapter 7
After supper, still naked, Linda wanted to talk. I, on the other hand, wanted to vegetate in front of the TV for a while. We talked briefly, agreeing to let Camille enter our lives at least one more time. However, we decided that if she tried to steer us into S&M, that was it. Neither of us were into that.
Our "talk" over, our minds together on our future involvement, Linda was the one who wanted to continue our odyssey into sexual experminetation. I was just as ready as she. I mean, we were already naked, and what better thing to do than fuck and suck when you're naked?
"All right, slave! Into the bedroom," I commanded, assuming Camille's previous role. I stood in front of Linda and pointed towards the bedroom. My cock and balls remained cinched up by the cock ring, my demanding tone arousing me to erection.
"Slave!" Linda said without getting up from the sofa. "Slave! Who died and left you in charge?"
"Come on, Linda. It's your turn to be the slave. Be a sport," I begged, offering her my hand.
"Oh, all right," she agreed, taking my hand and standing next to me. "Please, Master, be gentle with your lowly servant." She slipped into her submissive role and marched off.
I gathered up the toys Camille had left behind and followed. Disappointed that I couldn't find the whip, I made a detour for the bathroom, suddenly inspired.
"Pay homage to your Master. Rub my body with the elixir of Love," I said, holding out a bottle of body lotion. My voice deepend to better match my adopted position of authority. "Worship my flesh with your hands and oil my magnificence completely."
"Oh, yes, my Master. I am your dutiful slave, here to serve your every desire."
Linda rubbed lotion into her hands and began at my shoulders, her fingers massaging my muscles. I couldn't believe the awesome sense of power that accompanies dominance, my cock standing tall long before Linda came near. She worked across my chest and down to my stomach, arousing my flesh. Then she stepped behind me to spread the warm lotion over my back. My dick trembled when her greasy palms slipped over my globes to cup my butt, her fingers tickling inside my crack.
She lowered down my legs and had my backside wonderfully oiled before returning to my front. She massaged my feet, leaving my begging crotch for last, my dick throbbing painfully in its craving to be touched. My tip drooled as Linda played with my thighs, their insides sensitive to her adoring touch.
This was great! My cock was so hot, so needy, that enjoyment was heightened a thousand times over. My hands balled into fists at my sides to keep from rushing onto my pounding prick, its desires so urgent that I stood on the edge of delirium.
My body quivered when Linda finally reached into my crotch, scooped up my nuts and caressed them lovingly. Her fingers on my firm erection brought a great sigh from deep within my chest, a giant drop of fluid rushing up my tube and over my bulbous head.
Linda stroked me gently, played with my hair, rolled my skin up and down my shank. My hips automatically pumped my rod within her grasp.
"Suck my cock! Take it in your mouth, slave! Swallow me. Draw me down your throat!"
Linda's lips clasped instantly around my knob, spread over my flaming flesh, and sucked me inside. Moist warmth surrounded my grith, flowed into my balls. I was so excited that I spurted down her throat, my climax surprising her as much as it did me. It felt good, but I knew it wouldn't totally satisfy my rampant desire.
"That's it ... oh, yeah ... lick it good. Swallow every bit of that luscious cum." My stammering voice softened with ejaculation as pleasure stole my focus. It wasn't a full fledged climax, more a preview of even better things to come, but it was enough to cause stimulating joy in my spurting prong.
She pulled back to greedily suck on just my tip, to drain my tube completely-for now. I jerked back on my hips, extracted my rock-hard dick, my body ready for the change that would bring about my next climax.
"Fasten yourself to the bed. Pretend you are tied, hands and arms to the brass bar." This was the ultimate test of my power, a test of Linda's willing involvement in our fantasy. I smiled as she got on the bed, then hooked her hands at the head of the bed and did exactly what I asked her to do.
She stretched herself out, her wrists locked, her legs parted in open readiness, her eyes smiling at my advancing hard-on. I straddled her body, sat on her stomach. My hands squeezed her tits, raised her nipples. I leaned over the edge of the bed and retrieved the tit clamps which I had dropped on the floor. I straightened the chains in front of Linda's widening eyes.
"Todd," she said, drawing my name out in a worried warning. "Don't you do that!"
"Slaves don't talk! Remember? If you aren't a good slave, I'll have to punish you."
She wriggled beneath me as I took one nipple between my thumb and forefinger, rolled and twisted it until it firmed within my grip. I slipped off her knob, closed around her soft mound to point her peak. The open clamp lowered towards her flesh, my heart pounding, my mind remembering the intensity of the clasping claws. I eased the rubber over her tiny bud, allowed it to shut only halfway to tease her tit with its grasping pressure. Linda sucked in air at the claw's first touch. Reading this as pleasure, I let the clip bite into her nipple.
"Oh! Todd! Please. More!" She wirthed and jiggled, violently jerking on the cuffs. "Please!" she begged. Excitement filled in her eyes.
I released the clamp instantly. Her nipples were obviously more sensitive than my own. I massaged my chest, tweaked my knobs, then attached the clamps to my own nipples, fire raging beneath their powerful pressure. Heat surged into my cock and told me I had to cover it with wet pussy to douse the raging flames.
I inched down to sit between her legs, pushing her knees further apart. My fingers jammed themselves between her furry lips and played in her folds to make certain she was juiced and ready for my mighty slab. She pumped against my fingers, begged to be penetrated.
It suddenly dawned on me that I could do anything I wanted. With Linda's hands above her head, she lay before me without the means to stop my actions. I removed my hand and sucked her fluids from my fingers while I decided how I wanted to take her.
Slipping my hands beneath her legs, I raised them, forcing her knees to her shoulders. Then, lifting her drooling cunt, I stretched out above her, my eyes and my dick filled with lust. The chain on the tit clamps swayed to gently rock my captured knobs. I had my choice of holes, both seductively sitting beneath my aching balls and anxious cock. I wanted to plug them both, but knew my love for her cunt to be the greater.
I lowered into her open crotch, laid my sturdy erection into the folds of her soft and dampening valley. My excited body slid back. I pressed my length firmly against her furrow until my swollen tip sat perfectly aligned with her pussy's hole, my throbbing cock angled to leap inside her cavern in a single bound.
Lust overtook common sense as I slammed my dick into her tender twat in one plunge. Linda screamed, her pussy stretching around my ramming girth, her body shuddering with the impact of my driving cockhead.
She took a deep breath as I began to stroke, her body relaxing into the rhythm of love, her scream transported into the breathy sighs of heated passion. I hammered my steely cock up her wide open cunt in rapid, jarring thrusts, movements quite unlike what either of us was used to. Urgent needs turned my normal pace into furious and barbaric jabs, my body plunging in rakish abandon.
Her sighs became short gasps as her pussy clutched passionately at my long, ramrodding poker. I pelted her hole, slipping almost totally out of her on my backward strides, then slamming back in as I tried to climb inside her sucking cunt. Her knees threw themselves onto my shoulders as my hands dug into the bed to strengthen the power of my ramming hips. Her heels bounced on my back as I steadily drove into her swamping interior.
I pounded myself deeper and deeper into her accepting box until my balls slapped her crotch, my dickhead probing beyond her cervix and into a narrow, clasping channel of fiery flesh. My entrance into her tight sleeve shot shivers of joy down my engorged cock. My strokes lengthened, my dick slipping out of her clasping circle before plowing back in; forcefully shooting between her running walls to kiss her blocking cervix.
Her wet cunt contracted around my hard-driving dick on each downward thrust. Her pussy's resistance to my jamming force increased my pleasure, made me work all the harder to bury my full length inside her. The motion of her pussy milked my creamy cum out of my taut nuts, brought it into my expanding tube.
I so enjoyed the fact that Linda was helpless beneath me that I charged into her, stabbed and probed and balled her so hard that I shook the bed. I was possessed by power and applied it to my stroking rod. Linda hungrily closing and biting at my thick and rocketing missile.
In lightning-quick stabs, I hurled my hard-on, plugged her pussy full of hot, searing meat. Reaching for her belly, I fucked her harder than I thought humanly possible. My frantic pace drained my stamina. My hips began to tremble as Linda's cunt closed tightly around my flailing cock. Excitement knocked my cockhead from side to side as I continued to stab at her flowing furrow. With her hips raised in the air, she couldn't fuck me back; it was all up to me now.
I found control, ground my hot cock into even hotter pussy. Around and around I turned, my raging dick brushing up against wet and velvety walls. My twisting prick produced a tidal wave of cresting cum, my climax soaring.
My hips stopped circling, my dick buried in Linda's pussy. I froze, my arms weak and trembling. Now I prayed that I could find the energy to stymie ejaculation, to still the itching twist that signalled my approaching climax. I strained, gritted my teeth, my dick sumptuously swamped by Linda's working pussy. My prayers went unanswered. My orgasm passed the point of no return.
Linda seemed desperate for my semen, her walls sucking on my sweet meat, tightening, easing, refusing to let my climax escape her. I held as still as I could, only my cock reacting to the heavenly motion of her clutching cunt. It wiggled and throbbed, my body unable to control its stimulating activity.
I gave up trying to suppress my climax, my energy renewed, my hips leaping into action. If she wanted my cum, by God I was going to give it to her! I fucked her in quick, short stabs. Fast. Lunging. Powerful. My cockhead banged into her box. My balls slapped her asshole. A few more strokes and I'd fill her greedy twat with hot, splattering fluids, give her what we both desired.
Linda raised her head, closed her teeth around the swaying chain and tugged on my nipples, stretched them away from my chest. A burning feeling consumed my torso, shot fire into my bulging eyes. I bent my elbows to lower my chest, to ease the pressure on my clamped nipples. She rolled her head from side to side, pulled on one captured teat and then the other. I could have stopped her, but it was strangely enjoyable, and certainly stimulating.
My hips kept plowing up her pussy as hot, burning liquids gushed out my dick and into her weeping snatch. My flesh was stretched as hot jism raced along my mighty muscle and splashed against her cervix. My jerking dick blasted its contents deeply and powerfully into the gripping grasp of her hungry hole, which squeezed and sucked on my spewing hose.
The gradually easing pressure in my encircled nuts slowed my hips, finally bringing me to a halt. My dick now emptied, my body quivered in the aftermath of an ecstatic ejaculation.
I pulled out of her pussy, my reddened skin glistening. Climbing up her body, I dangled my dripping dick in front of her mouth. "Lick me dry, slave! Do a good job and I'll set you free."
Her tongue lapped up and down my length, my hand holding the base to keep my still firm erection steady for her licking pleasure. Her lips closed around my head and sucked away whatever juices might have escaped the dark reaches of her cunt.
I found the key and released her hands, my wholly satisfied cock slipping out of her mouth. I realized she hadn't reached her orgasm, but she didn't mention it.
And that was unusual. She normally demanded equality in our coupling, orgasm for orgasm.
I rolled onto the bed beside her and unsnapped the cock ring. It was that or spend the night with a perennial hard-on. A sudden rush of blood escaped into my groin, heated it fiercely, my dick instantly beginning to soften. I massaged my aching flesh, helped ease it into a flaccid state of relaxed contentment. With my dick relieved, I reached up and removed the nipple clamp, the release of pressure more than welcome.
Linda kissed my cheek. "I'll be your slave whenever you want," she whispered into my ear. "But it's my turn next. And I can't wait!"
She settled in next to me. I reached over and turned off the light. As I did this, I wondered about what designs she had on my body. But now sleep was inevitable. I'd just have to wait.