Val Marrick - Slave niece

"I have the honor to be your reward, Mr. Castle." Her voice was thick with honeyed tones of lust.

The District Attorney's eyes bugged still more. The female reporter reached behind her slender waist and when her hands came forward they brought her skirt, unbuttoned, to drop onto the deep shag carpet. She was naked beneath.

Castle's eyes fixed on her crotch. Her bush was thick and luxurious, between thighs like fresh sweet milk. It was the first real, flaming-red cunt hair he had ever laid eyes on. His ball-sac tightened unbearably with lust.

"Miss…" he croaked.

The girl straightened. Her tone of voice changed to one of command. "You will address me as Mistress," she said icily. "Now take off your trousers."

Dizzily, Castle did so. What was going on?

"The underpants too." The striped shorts joined the pants on the floor. Castle's skinny cock stood at eager attention from his hairy crotch. He stepped forward, his tongue hanging out like a dog's.

The redhead was holding his necktie. Her tits rose and fell with passion. "Hold your wrists together, out in front of you," she ordered.

Meekly, Castle did as he was told. The redhead tied the tie around his wrists and knotted it securely. "Now get your belt. And be quick about it, or you shall be punished!"

Castle knelt on the floor, clumsily trying to work the belt from the loops of the trousers. With his wrists tied it was tricky work. His rigid dick kept getting in the way.

"Don't punish me, Mistress," he pleaded mockingly as he brought her the belt, his head lowered. She stared coldly at his receding hairline.

"You have displeased me, fool," the redhead declared. "You must suffer."

"No! No!" Castle said thickly.

"Grovel!"

The naked D.A.'s knees thudded on the floor. He groveled.

"Lick my boots."

His tongue came out and played over the slick surface of the redhead's moccasin boots. Above his bent back she raised a slimly-muscled arm and brought the belt down across his back with a gunshot noise.

Castle yelped and cried out. The girl hit him again. "Don't stop!" she yelled. "Don't dare to disobey me, you worm!"

"No, no! I won't!" Castle cried. "I'll obey!"

"You'll obey, what?" The belt whistled and cracked. Another red welt crossed Castle's back.

"I'll obey, Mistress. I'll obey – ouch! – your every wish!"

White, scarlet-tipped tits flopped lewdly to the motion of the redhead's arm as she whipped the groveling D.A. with his own belt. He curled at her booted feet, licking and whimpering.

Finally the rain of stinging blows stopped. Castle looked up expectantly. "Lick me," the woman ordered. "Lick my legs."

Her feet were widely planted on the office carpet. The D.A. looked up and saw the pink cunt lips shining through her tangled bush. Cunt-juice dewed the lips and red pussy hair, and its aroma wafted with jasmine to his dilated nostrils.

He licked his way up the boots. When his tongue touched white flesh above the fringed tops an electric charge surged through his body. The belt hissed through the air and curled right into the crack of his ass. He cried out.

"Don't enjoy it!" the redhead shouted. "Lick my legs, but I forbid you to enjoy it!"

The flagpole-like cock throbbed with ecstasy. A stream of pre-seminal fluid ran down Castle's prick. This was fantastic! His deepest, darkest fantasies were coming true! This impossibly beautiful redhead was dominating him, abusing him, forcing him to do her will. And best of all, she was forbidding him to like it!

Herbert Castle was in nirvana as he licked past the pale, dimpled knees. He had never gotten this much fulfillment of his forbidden sex fantasies in the secret, expensive sessions with Roadman's girls. Even the strange slut named Cat didn't do this to him. She and every other woman Castle had met lacked the complete, arrogant air of command the redhead possessed.

"Don't dawdle licking my thighs, you fool," the woman said haughtily. "I know they are sweet beyond anything in your experience, so firm yet tender, so white and pure and perfect. But my pussy needs servicing. Clumsy as you are, slug, I command you to lick my cunt!"

Castle's tongue drew a greedy wet line up the white thigh till his nose was buried in the glorious scarlet bush. He opened his mouth to dig in.

Instead he cried out tight into the redhead's cunt as the belt slashed across his back. "My God, do you think my cunt is a ham sandwich? My cunt is a thing of beauty, slime. Worship it with your tongue!"

Eagerly, Castle obeyed. His tongue quested into the matted red tangle, teasing apart the lips of the redhead's pussy. She moaned softly and cocked her hips, and her cunt opened like a fragrant flower.

The D.A. licked up and down her crack. Aromatic juices leaked down his chin. The woman started rolling her hips. Castle thrust his face deeper and deeper into the brimming slit.

Suddenly a hand got him by the hair and dragged his face painfully from the sopping pussy.

He looked up at his Mistress pleadingly and she put her hand in the middle of his face and pushed. He fell heavily on his back.

In an instant the redhead was standing astride his upturned face. She was facing his feet. He stared rapturously up at her cunt.

Her pussy came down toward him, splaying open as her knees bent. The rank odor of cunt washed over him like a tide. The red-furred beaver opened like a mouth.

Castle opened his mouth to take in the delicate cunt lips. The belt lashed at his bare belly. "Not yet, worm," came the arrogant voice. "Now you must lick my anus!"

The perfect white globes of her ass were widely spread. The eye of her asshole was thrust before him. "I-I can't!" Castle stammered.

The belt bit into his stomach again. Then she simply sat down on his face. Her butthole pressed against his lips.

"Stick your tongue into my ass!"

Castle did. His tongue teased a wet ring around the tiny hole, feeling the puckered flesh. Then it touched the opening of her asshole lightly.

Instantly, the sphincter loosened and sucked his tongue into her ass. His own buttocks came off the carpet in shock as his tongue was strangled by the redhead's asshole.

"Ooooommmmmmph! Unnnnnnggggggkkkk!" he squawked.

"Yes, yes! That's right. Fuck my butt with your worthless tongue!"

She began raising and lowering her ass. Castle kept his tongue stiff, marveling at her control over the muscles of her rump. They loosened to let his tongue fuck into her asshole, then tightened around it when she pulled away. At his crotch his cock throbbed desperately for attention. He had never done anything like this before!

The redhead cried out suddenly and her cunt gushed honey onto Castle's chin, buried in her twat. She was coming, he realized. His tongue slid from her asshole one last time with a noisy pop as she fell forward.

As she fell the redhead impaled her beautiful face on his iron-hard cock!

Castle moaned madly into the mouthful of cunt pressing down on him. His lips and teeth worked at the mouth of the woman's pussy while his tongue delved frantically into her writhing tunnel of lust. And while he tongue-fucked her greedy hole, he was fucking her face with his rampant cock!

The girl's red-haired cunt squirmed down on him harder and harder. He had to fight to keep from suffocating. But that didn't really matter to him. Nothing mattered but to eat cunt and have his prick sucked gloriously by that torturing, incredibly skillful mouth!

A tongue was wrapping his cock in wet fire. She was taking his cock in, all in. Unbelievably, he felt her lips nuzzling his hairy crotch while her slim fingers toyed with his scrotum. She was swallowing his cock whole!

The feeling was sensational!

Then the tunnel of cunt caved in on his tongue. The redhead's moans of ecstasy were heaven on his swallowed cock as her climaxing snatch tried to suck his tongue into its pulsing depths. It was too much to take. He grunted into her pussy and came.