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There were only
eight people in the room now, Samantha, her husband Keith, two nude
women, one of which held a warm basin of perfumed water and the other,
towels of soft linen, the three nude blacks, who had stood silently
throughout the proceedings, and of course myself.
I had put on a
soft leather loin cloth of Creek design I had brought from my home.
Keith was still
dressed in his suit, but his trousers had been unbuttoned and his manhood
was stiffly erect as it pointed at his cum spattered wife who still
knelt on all fours before us.
I spoke to the
two silent and waiting women "Clean her" I said and motioned to you.
They stood you
up and began to bathe your still trembling form from head to foot. Leaving
no area untouched. Indeed their fingers and hands tweaked nipples, and
'accidentally' touched your now dormant clit.
I watched, and
waited. Five minutes went by as the women continued to run their hands
over your body. Warming you with the scented water, rubbing you so that
your skin began to tingle with the stimulation of the linen cloth.
Eight minutes,
There! That's what I was waiting on!
You head tilted
back slightly, you hand began to caress your stomach and your nostrils
flared as you breathed deed, causing your breast to rise.
"Enough" I commanded
the women and they stopped and left us. Leaving only you, standing nude
before Kieth, the three blacks, who had began to stroke their cocks
into 10" long shafts of man flesh, and me.
Reaching into
a hidden pocket inside my loin cloth I brought forth a set of spanish
silver chains with three rings of the same material attached.
"Come here Samantha,
and stand before me"
As you stopped
three paces from me, I extended the chains in my hand.
You knew.
And you placed
the collar around your neck, and the bracelets around your wrist.
Your hands trembled
and your head lowered as you ran a length of chain thru your collar
and attached it to the bracelets. Limiting your arm and hand movement
to a mere eighteen inches.
Another chain
was attached to your now hardened nipples via the clips attached to
each end, and from this chin an "Y" shaped chain hung, also with
clips attached to each arm of the Y. These clips you attached to your
labia,causing them to open and expose you erect clit, and your now moist
and swollen inner labia.
I handed you a
piece of white silk and you tied it so it circled your waist and hung
to your knees in front.
You now stood
with head down, dressed in only white silk and slave chains before myself
and your husband.
The simple act
of putting on your own chains had aroused you to he point where
you were wet and ready for whatever was to come hadn't it Samantha?
 "Kneel"
and as ordered, you knelt in the position of the pleasure slave. You
do remember that position don't you Samantha? There is absolutely no
doubt in my mind that you have thought of yourself in just that position
before me at times over the past few weeks.Leaving you I motioned to the three blacks. They disappeared behind the heavy brocade curtain before which they had been standing. I returned and
slowly began to circle you, padding softly on bare feet I walked and
looked at you from every angle
"Lower you head
wench"! "You have not been given permission to look at me"!
The words were
stated flatly and with out emotion, but the tone left no doubt as to
what was required of you.
Stopping in front
of you, I reached and attached another chain to the necklace, but this
one led to a leather loop that I held in my hand.
I turned and walked toward the curtain, holding the leash, and without comment you followed. The scene that
met your eyes as we entered the chamber sent a shiver of fear, anticipation,
and pure lust racing thru you.
A single spotlight
illuminated the center of the chamber. The area outside the light was
heavily shadowed but you could see movement and hear the low murmur
of hushed voices. There were at least one hundred people in attendance
in seats arranged in a circle around the 'stage'
The stage consisted
of nothing more than a large wooden pillar set into the stone floor,
an iron ring set into the pillar about twenty four inches above the
stone.
A thin pallet
had been placed before the pillar and one of the blacks lay on his back
on it.
Another black
stood at his head and the last at his feet both standing blacks faced
their prone companion.
All three blacks
were stroking their massive 10" dicks and looking at you.
I lead you over
to the three men and ordered you to straddle the prone man.
Without comment
you obeyed.
"Squat" and as
you did so I grasp the blacks penis and guided it into your now wet
and dripping pussy. You needed no further lubrication as the 10" black
cock slid deep into you its head touched your womb causing a slight
spasm of pain. But you like that don't you Samantha? The pleasure /
pain sensation is one of the strongest in the sexual world and
you crave it.
Can
you guess what's coming next my sweet and lustful Samantha?
I take the lead
and attach it to the iron ring in the wooden pillar, once again leaving
you on all fours, but this time with a 10: thick black cock at eye level.
Do you lick you
lips in anticipation?
But first I want you to look at me. You have just
enough play in the lead to glance over your shoulder at me.
I stand beside
the black at your back. Even as you look I take the mans erect cock
in my hand and pour a copious amount of lubrication over it, and smiling
at you I begin to spread the lube over and around the length of his
throbbing shaft.
"Face forward"
and obidiently your head turns.
Walking to the
Black in front I kneel and grasping your chin I open your mouth and
place the head of the the black shaft in it.
Once again I walk
toward your back side you can sense me kneeling by your ass. I place
the hand still covered with lubricant on your butt and spread the round
full globes, exposing the tight little ring of your ass to everyone
seated in the chamber.
Then I take that
thick, throbbing black shaft and place its tip up against that elastic
muscle.
Can you picture
yourself Samantha?
I am aroused,
erect and throbbing with the mental picture I have created for us.
The spotlight. The three blacks, one in your mouth,one with his dick ready to penetrate your ass, and one already in you with the head of his jerking cock pulsing against your womb and sending almost electric thrills cruising thru you. The thick black
shadows that hide the audience. They wear mask. Who are they? Maybe
your dress shop owner, maybe that one is the lady that sells you your
scarves, and him? Who is he? Perhaps the gentleman that gazed so lustfully
after you as you walked by him this morning . Each and every one is
leaning forward and intent on the scene about to be played out before
them
Oh yes, lest we
forget. What about Keith. You do remember him don't you my sweet?
Is he in the crowd
or watching from some hidden corner? Or is he even present?
Do you care?
"Proceed"
At this simple
utterance, the man under you begins to thrust and withdraw his cock
in a pounding rhythm that stretches your aching pussy to its limit.
The man in front of you grabs your head and while he stands still he
forces your mouth as far down his throbbing member as he can before
relaxing and forcing it backwards. You will not be allowed to suck or
lick his cock Samantha as you so desire. He will fuck your face at his
whim.
And the man behind
you. Can you feel his large cock begin to stretch wide the sphincter?
Does it burn? Do you clench your asshole tight in fear or strain backwards
in order to receive his member into your bowels?
Moan, my dearest
and wanton slut Samantha. Moan as best you can with an 10" black cock
pistoning in and out of your mouth,,
Can you feel the
one in you pussy dearest? Does it still hurt? or has the pain began
to give way to pleasure?
The huge cock
in your ass. How does it feel? Has the burning subsided somewhat?
Has it been replaced with a fullness that you've never felt before?
Can you feel the
cock in your ass and the one in you cunt almost touching each other
as they thrust in and out with only the thin membrane separating them?
Shall I tell them
to stop now Samantha? To just turn and walk away leaving you in
such a lust filled stupor that you cry and beg for them to return
and finish you.
All else has faded
into nothingness hasn't it my sweet? Nothing nor no-one exists except
you and your three black cocks. all else is as if it or we never existed
in your world.
Concentrate on those three cocks my love. feel them as they pleasure you, taste the one in your mouth smell, the mustiness of man and Samantha juices intermingling and flowing over your lips, out of your pussy and ass, to meet at the juncture of thigh and cunt and continue down your leg, sticky and stiff as it dries. Can you ever be the same?
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