Nathan Silvers - Chained slave wife
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Then Monique slid the tip of the vibrator into the lips of Sylvia's pussy. Sylvia gasped, then screamed with lust as John whipped her again. Her hands worked desperately on his cock, but he held back, enjoying her helplessness. Monique fucked the vibrator in farther and it ran along the walls of her pussy, entering easily on the freely flowing cunt juices.
"Oh, God," Sylvia moaned. "Oh, God, whip me, please do it again, whip me!"
She saw the whip flashing downwards, closed her eyes as he cut expertly across her tits. At that moment, Monique tucked the vibrator the rest of the way into her cunt and Sylvia came. She lost all sense of time. Vaguely she knew that she was rolling on the soft cushions, begging John for more of the whip, and harder, harder on her tortured tits. The rushes of orgasm careened through her entire body, sending her higher and higher with each stroke of the wonderful whip that John was now wielding with such precision. He was above her, his arm crashing down as her body leaped and her tits spread pain, eagerly searching for more, more pain that would send her higher.
She hardly noticed that Monique expertly tied the vibrator around her hips, leaving it imprisoned in her cunt, then took her legs and spread them, pulling them back as she walked around the bed. Monique's soft warm body snuggled up behind John as he brought the whip down again on Sylvia's pleading, leaping body. Monique spread Sylvia's legs as wide as she could and ran her hot little hips over his ass.
"Now you can whip that little pussy, too," she whispered in John's ear as she pulled Sylvia's legs farther back, around John's arms, and Sylvia's well-whipped ass came up higher into the air.
John felt Sylvia's hands clutching at his cock, but he wasn't going to let her bring him off yet. He brought the whip down on the soft hairy mound of her pussy and saw it flick onto the clit, already swollen and red between the cunt lips. Sylvia's screams echoed around the room, dampened by the lush furnishings, but beating at John's ears as he whipped her wide-open pussy again and some of the leather strands went across the stretched ass cheeks.
"Ohhhhhh, shhhiiitt!" Sylvia screamed, her legs going wild, her hips reaching up, her eyes closed as she waited.
John surprised her with another whipping across her tits, then swung down onto her pussy again. The thongs crashed across the end of the vibrator, sending it farther into her cunt until her cunt muscles forced it out as far as the straps would allow it. John sensed she was ready to crash over the final summit and collapse. He could probably hold her just where she was, coming in one endless orgasm, for nearly as long as he wanted. But he was ready to fuck his cock in one hole or the other, and he wasn't going to exhaust her. He whipped her tits again, then put three extra-hard strokes on her cunt, one after the other, fast.
Sylvia felt her orgasm throw her almost off the bed as she took the final waves thumping through her, sending her into that world where she could only go if she was well and truly whipped by a man who knew what he was doing. Her whole body throbbed with ecstasy as she fell back onto the bed and Monique let her legs go. Sylvia moaned and rolled onto her face, her red and sore tits pushing into the mattress as she fought to keep the feeling running through her. Her fingers were down at her cunt, pushing the vibrator harder into her pussy, her face buried in the pillows as she moaned for more.
Monique stood with John and watched Sylvia writhe on the bed.
"I think she needs her ass fucked," said Monique, running her own hands over John's rigid prick. "That's what I usually need when I get that gone." She knelt and took his cock into her warm mouth for an instant. "Must make sure it's hard enough, mustn't we, sir?"
"Right down your throat," John ordered, and he gasped with pleasure as the little slave sucked in his cock until his balls were against her chin. "That's a good girl." He was looking at Sylvia still moaning and rolling on the bed. "Keep it like that until I tell you to stop, and then you get your little pussy sucked while I fuck her ass."
Monique murmured with pleasure and took his cock even deeper, that last inch so that her tongue worked lightly on his balls.
"Roll over," he ordered, and he watched as she obediently turned onto her stomach. "Get your hands away from your pussy."
"Oh, yes, sir!" Sylvia cried, and she spread her arms out above her head on the bed.
John watched Monique as she licked and sucked his cock to the balls again. He almost came with the sense of power he had, but he controlled himself. He knew already that the master also had to satisfy the slave, and he was going to do that, all right.
"Swing your legs over the edge of the bed," he said to Sylvia. "That's right, onto the floor, spread them, get them straight. Get your ass higher. That's better." Almost casually, he whipped her ass again, getting another desperate scream of lust from Sylvia. "Now, you are going to suck this good little girl here off, while I fuck your ass. You hear that?"
"Oh, yes!" screamed Sylvia as he cut into her ass again. "I'll do anything, sir, anything you tell me."
"Hope so," said John with satisfaction.
Slowly he pulled Monique's hot little mouth from his cock, though he made her suck on the cocktip for a few moments. Then he told her to get onto the bed, and eagerly Monique scrambled up and spread her legs around Sylvia's head, pulling at her dark hair until her face was buried in her crotch.
"Make sure she gives you a good suck," said John, "or we shall have to encourage her a bit."
"I think she needs a little, sir," said Monique. "She's not really sucking me deeply enough."
John stood back and gave Sylvia three hard beatings on her ass.
"Oh, yes, sir," said Monique. "That's much better sir."
By now John's cock was in need of a warm, tight hole to shoot his cum load in. He had been sucked and worked on just enough. He put lotion on his throbbing cock and leaned in over Sylvia's thrusting body as she sucked Monique's cunt. Slowly he edged his cock against the tight little hole of Sylvia's ass, hearing her moan as he pushed it in, just past the first ring of muscle. In one thrust, he fucked right into Sylvia's ass right up until he could hear his balls slap against her red ass cheeks.
Sylvia screamed, threw herself off the bed and crashed down again, her mouth still held to Monique's warm little pussy. John pulled his prick almost out of her ass and fucked in again. Then he started a hard regular fucking, his cock almost ready to burst from the tight pulling Sylvia's ass was giving him.
The vibrator in Sylvia's pussy stretched the cunt walls and rubbed deliciously against the thin wall separating her cunt from her asshole. To Sylvia, it seemed as if she were being fucked by the two most enormous cocks in the world. They filled her body, the thrust of the rock-hard cock in her ass running along the smooth length of the vibrator, held firmly in her cunt, working its throbbing magic, sending her into the endless come she had always wanted. Her mouth on Monique's clit worked like fury. Sylvia felt Monique coming.
"Oh, suck it!" Monique shouted. "Suck it! Oh, make me come? Oh, I'll be such a bitch coming by being sucked, you'll have to punish me for that, sir, won't you?"
That sent John into orgasm. His cock had been teased and handled by these two chicks for just too long. His cum burst out into Sylvia's ass as she yelled and, rolled, her own come breaking over the top into that release she could only get most of the time from the pain of leather on her ass or pussy or tits. The two women clutched and held each other and John shot wad after wad of his hot cum into Sylvia's ass, leaning back, fucking as deep as he could. Her ass heaved back to take his sock deeper and deeper.
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