Marcie awoke the next morning a new woman. Her eyelids were still closed, but the events of the previous night were still fresh in her brain.
She knew she had done the right thing when she agreed to leave the party with the tall blonde haired hunk of a man. She recalled pleasantly the first time she saw him standing across the room. Her nipples hardened and her pussy moistened. Thoughts of uninhibited sex danced through her brain.
As it turned out, those thoughts became reality. The way he took charge overwhelmed her. The way he forced her to strip out on the balcony under the moon and the stars; the way he forced her to suck his cock; the way he forcibly fucked her while she was spreadeagled to the chaise lounge, the way he invaded her asshole. She agreed to become Hans’ sex slave.
All of these events from the previous night crowded her brain as she laid there.
She was however, a bit uncomfortable since she’d been tied wrists and ankles to the bedposts all night, face up. She wanted to roll to her side but she couldn’t. Her body stirred and she thought she’d heard movement in the room. Smiling, hoping to see her handsome Master, she popped her eyes open. To her astonishment, what she saw was the brown eyes of a woman looking down at her. Like Marcie, the woman had blonde hair but it was cropped short. Her heart shaped face seemed to tower over the bed. Marcie recognized the similarity in the facial features between this woman and Hans and she recalled that he’d mentioned that his sister lived with him. Marcie also recalled him saying how he shared everything with her.
Hans’ tied up blonde sex-slave suddenly became aware that this strange woman was getting a free look at Marcie’s nakedness. She’d never been with a woman sexually before, although the idea had intrigued her. Certainly, if this woman wanted to take advantage of her right then, there wasn’t a thing she could do about it except scream, which probably wouldn’t have done her much good.
“Where’s Hans?” Marcie asked calmly.
The tall woman replied succinctly. “Hans is a dentist. He’s gone to his office.”
Realizing that she was alone in this vast house with this strange woman unnerved her a bit, yet Marcie tried to remain calm . “Oh really?”
“Yes, Hans will not be back home until around 5:30.”
Marcie was lost for words, after all it was early in the morning.
Then the woman spoke again with a slight smile. “By the way, my name’s Hilda, Hans’ sister.”
“Oh yes, Hans mentioned you.”
Hilda’s smile widened. “Yes I heard you two come in last night.”
“Oh gee, I’m sorry to have disturbed you.”
“Don’t worry about that. I was watching Letterman in my room.”
“We tried to be quiet, really we did.”
“Oh I know...By the way Hans was quite right about you, you’re very lovely,” Hilda said as she boldly looked directly at Marcie’s twin globes.
Again Marcie was speechless.
“Thirty-six C?” Hilda inquired with a leer.
“D.”
“Wow, much better than these 32B’s,” Hilda asserted as she unbuttoned her dressing gown in front to show Marcie her naked breasts. It was more information than Marcie cared to hear, but she searched her brain for a complimentary response.
“They look firm,” the trussed up blonde said in a happy tone.
“Your being kind and that’s sweet,” Hilda replied softly as she leaned over and placed her hands on Marcie’s breasts. “But these,” she cooed softly, “are delectable.” She slowly began massaging those spongy globes, paying particular attention to the nipples which hardened from the sensuous touch.
Marcie’s face reddened as she looked wonderingly at the pretty face of Hans’ sister, who had made no effort to free her from her bondage.
“And your pussy’s trimmed. I like that. I think bald pussies are detestable!” The tall blonde forwardly reached between Marcie’s splayed legs and tickled her most private part. Marcie was appalled at the way this utter stranger was talking about her body and feeling her up. Yet, there was something stirringly exciting about it and she protested not. Hilda’s assessment of Marcie’s body continued.
“And look at these supple thighs. Ooh, Hans has a good eye for women.” She said as she ran her hands up and down Marcie’s smooth gams.
Marcie had little choice but to accept this shameless treatment because she didn’t want to offend her Master’s sister.
“I think you like this, don’t you Marcie?” Hilda asked with a leer.
Marcie’s face reddened even further and she gulped. “Yes,”she whispered in a husky voice which was partially the truth.
“Oh good,” Hilda exclaimed as she proceeded to climb on the bed. This action caused the hem of the tall woman’s dressing gown to ride way up, which gave Marcie a free look at her blonde pussy. The spreadeagled blonde suspected that the other woman was naked underneath and this just confirmed it as Hilda straddled her middle while looking down at her.
Then Hilda leaned over Marcie’s naked body, which caused the sitting woman’s bodice to fall in front giving Marcie another look at her dangling boobs. “Ever had another woman suck your tits before?”
The blonde sex-slave responded quickly, “No.”
Then she felt the other woman’s breath on her left nipple. A split second later she felt the soft wet lips around her hard little nub. The feeling was electric. She threw her head back and closed her eyes. Then she felt her tongue on her nipple. The shooting sensation soared. She actually felt disappointed when the mouth around her nipple was taken away. But then the same process was done to her right nipple. “Oh Yes!”
Then Hilda began licking her way down Marcie’s soft body, between her breasts, over the flat tummy to her naval, which had the buxom blonde gasping. When the tall blonde reached the other woman’s mound, she detoured around the pussy and began licking her thighs, down one and back up the other.
“Mmmm, Marcie you taste so good!”
By then Hilda had reached the trussed up woman’s open juncture. “Ever had another woman go down on you before?”
“No!” she replied in a voice that pleaded for the other woman to continue.
“Hans was so thoughtful to have left you for me,” Hilda said as she plunged her face into Marcie’s crotch. She licked around the sensitive pussy lips which drew a loud gasp. The gasp rose even louder when Hilda inserted her tongue and located the clit. Again, Marcie threw her head back in the throes of ecstacy as Hilda lapped that most sensitive little button over and over.
“OH YES!” She shrieked.
Then just that quick, it all stopped. Wickedly, Hilda removed her tongue from Marcie’s pussy and sat back on top of the spreadeagled sex slave. Hilda’s whole demeanor changed. “You didn’t think I was gonna let you cum, did you?” She said with a snarl as she looked daggers at the frustrated young woman.
Marcie didn’t know what to say. One minute she was in absolute heaven, now this.
“Let’s get something straight! You became Hans’ sex slave, isn’t that right?”
“Yes,” Marcie conceded with a frown.
Suddenly and without warning, the tall blonde reached up and slapped her right across the face. Then she took a firm hold of her chin, holding it still. “From now on bitch, you will address me as ‘Mistress’. Is that understood?”
Marcie was forced to look into the other woman’s eyes. “Yes Mistress,” she answered meekly with a very confused look on her face.
“Very good!” she snapped as released her firm grip on her chin. Then she continued her tirade. “Since Hans and I share everything, you are now my sex-slave as well!”
Marcie just looked, “Yes Mistress.”
“And furthermore, you are here for my pleasure, not yours!”
“Yes Mistress.”
Hilda then drew the dressing gown straight over head and off, revealing her lean naked body to her lady in bondage. Marcie could do nothing as Hilda then lowered her breasts toward the slave’s face.
“Ever sucked another woman’s tits before slave?”
“No Mistress!” she spoke just before the nipple was forced onto her soft mouth.
“Open your mouth bitch!” Hilda ordered. Marcie was coerced to accept the other woman’s eraser like nub into her mouth. “That’s it, suck that nipple, slave!”
Actually Marcie found it rather exciting so she sucked hard. “Yes! That’s it!” Hilda exclaimed as she replaced one nipple with the other. Then she ordered Marcie to open up wide and proceeded to jam her whole breast into her mouth. “Lick that nipple!” She commanded as she gasped from the pleasure. After Marcie was compelled to suck each breast and lick each nipple, Hilda sat straight up again.
“That was good slave. Now let’s see how good you are sucking pussy!” The leggy blonde inched her crotch up Marcie’s body so her soaked pussy was right over the supine woman’s face. “Ever got a close up of another woman’s pussy before slave?”
“No Mistress.”
“Smell it bitch!” She jammed her hairy juncture right down on Marcie’s nose. The blonde’s face was completely covered by Hilda’s crotch. The dominant woman grabbed a lock of the slave’s hair and held her head steady. “Get a good whiff!” she sneered as she smothered the other woman with her pussy.
Then she moved back slightly and jammed her hairy wet pussy down on Marcie’s mouth. “Eat my pussy, cunt!” Hilda snarled. “ Get that tongue in there!”
Marcie slurped and sucked the other woman’s pussy. “Oh yeah!” Hilda shrieked as she brought her own hands up to her lemon sized breasts and squeezed as she bounced up and down on the other woman’s mouth. “That’s it!. YES!”
It wasn’t long before the mouth riding dominatrix came. Her breathing became labored as she went over the edge and she fell backwards onto her back between Marcie’s splayed legs.
The long legged Hilda laid there for five minutes, relishing in the aftermath. She then rose again, leaned over Marcie and smiled wide. “You did well for the first time.”
A wide smile appeared on Marcie’s face, because she enjoyed it as well. Then she saw Hilda bring her lips down closer and closer to her own lips. She didn’t turn her head away as the tall blonde pressed her full soft lips onto Marcie’s. Both women reveled and Marcie gladly opened her mouth to accept Hilda’s tongue which forged its way into her mouth.
Then Hilda broke the kiss and beamed into Marcie’s eyes. “You wanna be my sex slave too, don’t you?” She asked softly.
Marcie’s eyes lit up. “Yes Mistress.”
Then Hilda’s voice became stern again. “Very well then, you will do exactly as I say slave!” she snarled as she pinched a nipple. Marcie’s face screwed up and she yelped. “And you will only be allowed to cum when I say so! Is that clear?!” She mouthed while giving the sensitive nub another pinch.
“AHH! Yes Mistress!” was the forced response.
“And I will take pleasure from your body whenever I want it!”
“OW! YES MISTRESS!”
**
Finally, Hilda, Hans dominant sister, untied the grateful Marcie from her spreadeagled position on the big bed. The tall blonde cuffed the other woman’s hands behind her, put a collar around her slave’s neck and attached a leash. She then tugged on the leash and forced the other blonde, whose hair was considerably longer than Hilda’s to follow her down the carpeted stairs to the main level of the house.
They were both still naked but it didn’t matter. Nobody else was there. They could walk around naked all day if they wanted..
Hilda smiled at Marcie. “You want some real breakfast?”
“Yes Mistress,” said the sex-slave with a smile.
“It’s such a sunny morning. Why don’t we go out on the patio? The high fence makes it virtually impossible for someone to gawk at us.”
Marcie wanted to please her. “Yes Mistress, that would be grand.”
The bright sunlight shone down upon their naked bodies as Hilda led her slave outside toward the patio, which had a round white table with an umbrella in the center and four white metal chairs with orange padded seats around it. Hilda had Marcie sit in a chair. The sun felt great on her body and she gladly accepted the invitation.
Then Hilda unexpectedly pulled out some rope and tied each of Marcie’s wrists to each arm of the metal straight backed chair. She then pulled the chair out slightly so Marcie was sitting facing away from the table. Hilda then stood in front of her and pulled Marcie’s right leg up and tied it to the right arm of the chair. She did the same with Marcie’s left leg. This position, which was not all that uncomfortable, left Marcie’s pussy wide open.
Hilda then leaned down and kissed her slave full on the mouth. Then she broke the kiss and reached down to caress Marcie’s breasts. “It’s time for our breakfast. I’m going inside to get it, but I want your pussy filled with pussy juice.”
“Yes Mistress,” a bewildered Marcie replied.
Two minutes later Hilda brought a large bowl of fruit. There were grapes, strawberries and a bananas. She set it down on the table and smiled at her slave.
“Ready for breakfast?” the tall blonde woman asked with a leer.
Marcie wondered but replied sweetly, “Yes Mistress.”
Hilda drew a chair over to where Marcie was pointed and sat. She reached into the bowl of fruit and picked up a strawberry. Then with the other hand she dipped a finger into Marcie’s gaping pussy. She was testing for pussy juice and when she got her finger wet, she exclaimed, “Ah good!”
She held onto one end of the piece of red fruit and dipped the other end into Marcie’s pussy. “Nothing like strawberries and pussy juice!” She boasted as she held the soaked end of the berry to Marcie’s mouth. “Open up.”
Her sex slave took a bite, tasting her own pussy juice along with the sweet flavor of the strawberry. “Isn’t that good?” Hilda beamed.
Marcie had never tasted her own pussy juice before and it repulsed her at first. Hilda noticed her slave’s frown and admonished her. “Come on, you’ll get used to it.”
Then Hilda took a bite after dipping the berry into Marcie’s pussy. “Mmmmm...good!”
Then she leaned over and began sucking on one of Marcie’s nipples. “We need to make a sure you have plenty of pussy juice,” Hilda announced as she sucked one nipple then the other.
Then she dipped another red berry into Marcie’s yawning pussy and forced her to eat it. Marcie screwed up her face but she obeyed.
“That’s it.”
Then Hilda dunked another strawberry twice, once on each end. She forced one end into Marcie’s mouth, then she put the other end in her own mouth. They each chewed toward the center of the large berry until their lips met. Their tongues did another tango as the kiss lasted for a minute.
Hilda then broke the kiss and continued feeding the pussy soaked strawberries to her sex slave until they were gone. “Good girl!” Hilda complimented.
Then she picked up the banana, and pointed it toward Marcie’s pussy. “Ever been fucked by a banana, slave?”
Marcie looked at the yellow piece of fruit which still had its peel on. “No Mistress.”
Hilda reached in and spread Marcie’s pussy lips. “You’ve experienced a lot of firsts this morning, my little slave.”
“Yes Mistress.”
Hilda then began forcing the rigid piece of fruit into Marcie’s cunt. The slave was so wet that it entered easily. Steadily, the dominant blonde pushed the six inches all the way in, then she drew it back, then shoved it in hard. Marcie’s cunt muscles enclosed on it. Then Hilda began fucking her slowly but steadily until she was about to come.
Then cruelly she pulled it out. Marcie’s eyes pleaded, but it was not to be.
The short cropped blonde merely smiled sadistically. “Not yet!” Those cruel words penetrated Marcie’s brain and she wanted to cry.
Then she yelped. Hilda had gripped one of her nipples and pinched hard. Marcie grimaced. Hilda spoke, “Remember bitch, you’re here for MY pleasure!”
Hilda removed the banana from Marcie’s pussy, pealed it and dipped the fruity end into her dripping honey pot. Hilda took a bite. “Mmmmm...good pussy juice!” She said huskily.
“Here, have another bite.” Once again Hilda dipped the banana end into Marcie’s pussy and forced her slave to take a bite. “Tasty huh?” Hilda asked with raised eyebrows.
“Yes Mistress,” Marcie replied evenly.
Tiring of this, Hilda then crammed the rest of the banana into her own mouth and ate it.
“Now as I said, you are here for MY pleasure.”
“Yes Mistress.”
Hilda untied Marcie from the patio chair but retied her wrists behind her back and forced her to kneel in front of her chair. Hilda then sat and spread her own legs wide giving Marcie an unobstructed view of her pussy. She picked up the bowl of grapes and broke off one of the round purplish pieces of fruit. To Marcie’s amazement, she reached between her spread legs and inserted it into her own pussy. She then grabbed her slave by the hair and forced her mouth toward her crotch.
“Suck it out!” was the terse order.
This was definitely something new, she thought as she neared her lips to Hilda’s pussy. Hilda’s strong grip of her hair held her head in place and she opened her mouth, tongued open the other woman’s pussy lips and sucked out the grape, which was sopping with pussy juice. The two distinctive flavors clashed with her taste buds as she swallowed.
“Good slave. Here’s two this time.” Hilda inserted two of the juicy fruits into her love canal. Once again Marcie’s face was shoved with a firm grip of her hair into the tall woman’s crotch and she sucked out the two grapes. Hilda was having a blast. Each time she shoved her slave’s face to her pussy to retrieve another inserted grape or two she felt an exquisite amount of pleasure. When Marcie had sucked out the last grape, Hilda held her face their by her hair and for the second time that morning, Marcie sucked the other woman to a thunderous orgasm.
Hilda then kissed Marcie hard on the lips, then looked into the kneeling slave’s eyes. “Oh I’m so glad Hans found you.”
Marcie just looked not knowing what to say.
And just that quick, Hilda’s demeanor changed once again. “Okay slave,” she snarled. “You’ve had your breakfast. Today is dust and vacuum day! Now get up and follow me!”
The tall blonde woman led Marcie by the leash back into the house.
Hilda led her slave toward the closet where the cleaning supplies were kept. She brought out the upright vacuum and a dust rag. Marcie was compelled to vacuum and dust every room in the house, with the tall dominatrix lording over her. Once, when Marcie missed a spot with the vacuum, Hilda forced her over the arm of a sofa and spanked her until her butt was crimson. Another time, Hilda felt some dust on one of the wooden tables. For that, Marcie was strung up by her wrists and whipped all over, including between her legs.
Two hours later it was lunch time and once again Marcie was forced to her knees and made to suck Hilda’s pussy to orgasm. That was the third time today.
Gratefully, Hilda did allow Marcie some solid food for lunch, only because as Hilda put, “She would need her strength.”
After lunch Hilda took her slave back upstairs and tied her once again spreadeagled to the bed. Another round of teasing followed. Her mistress played with Marcie’s tits and pussy until the trussed up blonde was on the verge of cuming. Once again, however, she was denied release.
“Not yet,” Hilda mouthed cruelly.
Marcie was then left there for the next two hours while Hilda rested.
Marcie, who had dozed off, was awakened by a hard pinch of a nipple. Hilda began untying her wrists and ankles, only to retie her wrists behind her once she was on her feet. After reattaching her slave’s leash, Hilda also blindfolded her, which was a new experience for Marcie.
Carefully, the tall blonde woman led her slave down the steps. Marcie could here voices.
“Oh Hilda, is this your new slave?” A voice unfamiliar to Marcie inquired in a bubbly voice.
“Well actually she’s Hans’ slave, but as you know, my brother and I share everything.”
“Well isn’t that a sweet arrangement,” another voice added.
“Yes it is,” Hilda said as they reached the bottom of the stairs, which led to the living room.
“How long have you two had her then?” A third unfamiliar voice asked in a slightly souther drawl.
“Just since yesterday. Hans brought her home last night.”
“Oh she’s lovely, bring her over here so I can get a feel.”
“Cori, don’t be a sow, we all want a feel,” the southern lady declared.
Hilda led Marcie by the neck into the vast room and untied her wrists from behind her, only to attach them over her head, forcing her arms up. Suddenly hands roamed all over the sex-slave’s body. Slender fingers probed her tits, pussy, thighs and asshole. She was repeatedly fingerfucked in her cunt and ass. But Marcie wasn’t protesting. In fact she was loving this.
Then without warning, she felt fingers pinching her nipples hard. She cried out and cringed from the shooting pain. Other hands probed the depths of her cunt and pinched her clit. She felt a butt plug shoved up her ass. The fingers on her nipples were replaced by nipple clamps. The ladies spanked her repeatedly and whipped her. Marcie felt used and abused.
Hilda finally released her wrists, but the ladies were far from through with the sex-slave. Hilda, who seemed to be directing this afternoon fun, told Yvonne to lie on her back and spread her legs. Marcie was made to kneel between the short brunette’s splayed legs. Hilda forced her slave to bend over so she could eat Yvonne’s pussy. At the same time, Jennifer, the southern gal strapped on a strap-on and directed the bulbous end toward Marcie’s bottom. The other woman, Cori, assisted by spreading Marcie’s butt cheeks, which revealed the bent over slave’s anus. Hilda reached in Marcie’s pussy and spread some pussy juice over the head of the dildo. “That should ease the entry a bit,” she said with a smile.
Jennifer pushed the hard ten inch cock toward Marcie’s rear opening and easily inserted the head. Marcie gasped, but since Hans had butt fucked her last night, she had become somewhat used to this. Jen slowly, but steadily inched the dildo forward. Marcie shrieked into Yvonne’s pussy while she was being fucked in the ass by Jennifer. Yvonne was shrieking from having her pussy eaten. Hilda told Jennifer to keep fucking Marcie until Yvonne came, which wasn’t very long. The short dark a haired lady screamed with a passion as she went over the top.
Then it was Jennifer’s turn to have her pussy eaten by the sex-slave, Marcie, and it was Cori who strapped on the dildo, while Yvonne recuperated. Hilda held open Marcie’s butt cheeks this time. Cori, the light brown haired lady from Michigan shoved the hard dildo right into Marcie’s wide open anus and fucked her repeatedly while Jennifer was in the throes of ecstacy from having her pussy eaten. When the southern lady came, Cori pulled out. But it was her turn to have her pussy sucked and Yvonne strapped on the dildo. Once again, the ritual was repeated until Cori shrieked her exaltation.
So far Marcie the sex-slave, had been butt fucked three times while she sucked off three pussies, but she was not quite finished. Hilda laid on floor this time with her thighs wide. The other three ladies forced Marcie to eat her pussy while they all whipped her back and ass until Hilda came.
When the afternoon festivities had finally ended, Hilda bid her friends good day and led her slave back up to bed where she was once again tied spreadeagled. This time it was Hilda who strapped on the dildo. She once again climbed on top of Marcie’s body and proceeded to play with her tits, softly tonging each nipple. She also reached in and toyed with the blonde’s clit. Then she took her finger out and made her panting slave beg for release.
“Tell me what you want bitch!”
“Please,” Marcie begged.
“Please what, slave?”
“Please...please f–fuck me!” She whispered.
The buxom blonde was elated when she saw her Mistress move the head of the dildo to the doorstep of her dripping pussy. Then she felt the stiff head enter her, pushing between her pussy lips. “Oh yes!” She shrieked when she felt the hard cock fill her love canal. “Fuck me Mistress! Please fuck me hard!”
That’s exactly what Marcie, the sex-slave got, a good hard fucking. Hilda slammed the rigid ramrod repeatedly into Marcie’s cunt and she knew it wouldn’t be too much longer before the panting blonde would explode with ecstacy. It didn’t take much longer for Marcie to accept her reward for being a good sex-slave.
Hilda smiled down at Marcie as the spreadeagled slave came down from on high. She brought her lips down onto Marcie’s lips, who savored the kiss. “You were very good today. I think we’ll keep you as our sex-slave,” Hilda said as her eyes gleamed into Marcie’s.
“Thank you Mistress.”
Just then, the front door opened and shut. A few minutes later Hans appeared in the doorway. Hilda hopped off the bed and stood.
“Have you ladies had an enjoyable day together?”
“Yes Hans,” Hilda replied with a gleam in her eye. “Your sexslave has been wonderful. You did a good job picking her out.”
“I’m so glad to hear that,” the tall blonde haired man commented as he gave his sister a hug, then leaned over to give Marcie a kiss on the cheek.
“But now my sister, I think it’s time I paid you some attention, huh.” He gripped her chin in front and forced his sister who was almost as tall as he to look at him.
Her demeanor changed completely and the octave in her voice lowered considerably. “Yes Master,” was her reply.
“Very well then, go down to the dungeon and prepare yourself!”
“Yes Master,” was her only reply before leaving the room at once.
Then Hans addressed his sex slave. “Hilda says you’ve done well,” He said smiling down at her.
“Thank you Master,” was her only reply.
“I value Hilda’s opinion highly and if she were displeased with you, I’d dismiss you at once.”
“Yes Master.”
“So you may remain my sex-slave. Are you happy with that?”
“Yes Master.”
“Very well then, I must go give my other slave some attention. You see, Hilda is a Dominatrix who is submissive to me only.”
“Yes Master, I understand.” Marcie replied but she had a difficult time comprehending all this.
“See you later slave,” Hans said as he departed the room.
When her Master had left, Marcie could only imagine what was in store for her in the future.
To Be Continued...
