John McKeon - Secretary in chains

"Aren't you coming?" she asked, looking back up.

Leah shook her head. "He's all yours. Enjoy yourself."

Fay turned her attention to Erik, who was leaning against one of the walls, his arms and legs spread out beside him. He was staring at her with shocked amazement.

"Bitch!" he yelled. "Let me out of here!"

"I'll let you out when you show that you'll cooperate with what I want you to do."

"And what's that?"

"Eat me." The words came out before Fay realized what she had said, but it seemed a good way to get started. "Yes, that's what I want. I want you on your knees in front of me with your tongue lapping over my cunt."

"Let me out of here first," Erik pleaded. "Then I'll do anything you want."

"You've got it wrong. You'll do anything I want first. And then maybe, just maybe, I'll let you out of here."

Fay lifted her skirt and pulled her panties off. Holding her skirt above her hips, she spread her thighs and ordered Erik to crawl over to her.

The chains were just long enough that Erik could kneel in front of Fay. He hesitated for only a moment and then pressed his face into Fay's crotch and began lapping his tongue up Fay's pussy slit, separating her vulva and flicking over her clitoris. Fay felt his tongue quickly bringing her cunt to life. Circling her fingers in his hair, Fay pulled Erik's head hard against her mound.

"Lick me real good," she ordered.

Fay felt a sense of power greater than anything she had ever felt before. Having Erik kneeling in front of her and doing what she ordered him to do was like an aphrodisiac. She felt her arousal growing with surprising speed in her cunt. Erik's tongue stabbed deeply into her slit, licking out the juices that were already beginning to flow.

"That's it," Fay encouraged. "Keep it up. Eat me out like your life depended on it because it might. Suck my cunt till you've drunk all my juices. I want to feel your tongue buried in my pussy. Make your tongue feel like a cock. Oh, oh, oh! Yes! Keep it up!"

Erik needed little encouragement once he got started. He sucked at Fay's cunt and pressed his nose against her clit. Fay pushed Erik onto his back and then straddled his face with her thighs, squatting down so her pussy covered his mouth and lips. His cock was already becoming erect. Fay leaned forward and sucked his red knob between her lips.

The squalor of their surroundings added to Fay's excitement. She liked the idea of being the boss and forcing Erik to service her in a place that he originally had scorned. Now he was sucking and nursing at her pussy like it was the tastiest piece of meat in the world.

Fay knew Erik was doing it only to get out of the dungeon, but she didn't care. She was getting the benefit. And it was only the beginning. She could make it last as long as she wanted. She could make Erik do anything she wanted. He might not realize it yet, but she had plans for him. She would make Erik suffer for all the things he had done to her.

Fay spread her thighs wider and pulled harder on Erik's hair as he sucked and slurped between her pussy-lips. Fay turned around and pulled Erik's mouth against her ass.

"Suck me back there," she ordered, bending over to spread her buttocks.

Fay kept her fingers in Erik's hair and pulled his mouth hard against her anus. She felt his tongue timidly begin to lap over her puckered asshole. It felt wet and hot against her flesh.

"That's it," she encouraged. "Lick my butt. Eat it up. Stick your tongue inside."

Erik tried to satisfy her, but Fay made it plain that he was doing a poor job. She refused to let him know that she was being aroused to a state of passion she had never known before.

"Put your tongue in deeper." Fay bent farther over to spread her ass-cheeks even wider. "Get your nose into it, Erik. Show me you like what you're doing."

Erik made grunting noises as he feasted between Fay's firm buttocks. Fay ground her ass back into Erik's face. She felt his tongue splashing over her asshole and down to her pussy. He nibbled at Fay's cunt-lips as she bent even farther to bring her pussy within easy reach. The chains around Erik's wrists rattled as he caressed his hands up and down Fay's creamy thighs.

Showing the flexibility of an acrobat, Fay bent forward until she could reach Erik's cock between her legs. Fay gripped the base of his shaft in her right hand and began milking his cock, pulling upward until his foreskin covered his purple knob and then pushing down to make his cock as hard and filled with blood as possible. With her left hand, Fay massaged Erik's balls, stroking and fondling them to encourage a build-up of cum.

Fay's climax was quickly drawing near. She felt it building up in her cunt, ready to explode at any second. But this time she wanted to prolong it, to make it last as long as she could. Pushing Erik's head away. Fay straightened up and looked up at Leah, who was watching from above.

"Leah, throw down your riding crop. Erik is not satisfying me properly. I think he needs a little lesson to encourage him to eat me better."

Leah laughed and disappeared from the entrance. A moment later, her leather whip dropped to the floor.

"That should take care of him," Leah said.

Fay picked up the whip and slapped it against her palm a couple of times. Erik crawled whimpering against the wall.

"You can't get away from me," Fay said, stepping forward and drawing back the whip. "I'm going to teach you to obey."

The short whip hissed through the air and landed with a loud crack against Erik's chest. Fay drew back the whip and struck again and again, kissing the leather against Erik's flesh with sadistic satisfaction.

Fay felt the same rush of pleasure she had felt when she had Gus tied to the bed and was dominating him. Only this time it was even better because she had Erik captured for as long as she wanted. Fay criss-crossed Erik's chest and stomach with the riding crop, whipping and lashing the leather against his flesh with carefully aimed strokes.

Erik screamed and cursed, but there was nothing he could do to stop his punishment. Fay kept beating Erik with the lash until her arms were tired. The most amazing thing about the punishment was the way his cock remained hard and throbbing through the entire whipping. It looked like the lashing was bringing Erik to a more intense state of arousal than he had been in when Fay was masturbating him.

When she was rested, she resumed torturing Erik with the whip. Erik rolled and twisted on the floor, but it only exposed different parts of his body to the whip. His cries became louder and louder until Fay stopped and again called up to Leah.

"He needs a gag. I'm tired of listening to his complaints."

Leah had to return to the house for the gag. Fay returned to punishing Erik while she waited. Crack! Crack! The sound of the whip kissing against Erik's flesh caused Fay's arousal to surge with feverish passion. Crack! Crack! Welts criss-crossed Erik's flesh like a road map of punishment. Fay began stroking her own pussy as she continued torturing Erik.

Leah returned and dropped down a harness gag that fit over Erik's head. Getting it on was difficult since Erik kept twisting and turning his head to get away, but the chains made escape impossible and eventually, Fay managed to lock the straps behind Erik's head. The mouthpiece was made of hard rubber, and once it was in place, it was impossible for Erik to talk. It didn't keep him from moaning and thrashing around each time the whip kissed into his flesh, however.

Fay enjoyed seeing Erik squirming and writhing under her lashing. She felt a sense of justice in what she was doing. If their situations were reversed, she knew she would receive no mercy from Erik. The whipping continued for a long time. And when Fay finally stopped, she was more aroused than she had ever been before. Juice ran from her pussy in a copious flow that dripped in thick drops down the insides of her thighs.