Nathan Silvers - A librarian enslaved

She slid a finger into her throbbing cunt and then eased it out, covered in pussy juice. Moaning in sheer excitement, she ran her finger over her clit, spreading the juice, and pulling her lips wider for him.

"You really are a horny little bitch, aren't you?" he said softly.

"Oooh, yes, Master, I'm so bad." Natalie gasped. "Look at me, I need it so much."

Her fingers suddenly blurred on her clit and she came, gasping with helpless passion.

"What am I gonna do with you?" He had a great big grin all over his face. "Nothing stops you, does it?"

"Ohhh, no, Master. I'm such a bitch. Promise me you'll punish me real hard for that. I'm so bad!"

Natalie moaned, coming again at the thought. "Oh, that's a promise," Lance said. "Now get that cunt of yours around my cock. I can't stand it any longer."

Gasping with passion, Natalie slid down his body, grabbing his cock and ramming it into her aching pussy in one movement.

"Ohhh fuck! That's better," she moaned. She sat astride him, her hungry cunt working on his cock, sliding up and down the thick cockshaft, sucking at his stiff male prick. Groaning with lust, she leaned forward, ramming her cunt harder onto his cock.

"Ohhh, come on, Master, shoot up my cunt, please," she moaned. Her body rocked faster on his cock, her pussy walls sucking at the stiff prick.

"Ohhh fuck!" Lance gasped. He grabbed Natalie and pulled her closer, his cock slamming higher into her hot cunt. "Oooh, yeah! Just like that! Ohhh fuck, you're the best, baby, the fuckin' best!"

His hips lunged up off the mattress, burying his cock deep in her welcoming pussy as the once demure little librarian squealed with lust.

"Ohhh fuck me, gimme!" she screamed, her nails raking his chest. "Come on, ram it up me! Come on, lover, gimme! Ohhh, yeahhhh, I'm coming!"

"Yeah!" he roared. "You got it, baby! Oh fuck, you got it!" As her nails scratched his chest, his cock started throbbing and swelling with the cum pouring out of his balls. "Ohhh, fuck, here it comes!"

"Oooh, yes! Oh lover!" Natalie screamed. The first jet of white hot cum sent her over into the delicious surging climaxes she now couldn't live without. Her pussy sucked at his cock as the lovely rich fuck cream pumped out into her soft, pussy.

"Oooh, yeah baby?" she moaned.

Her cunt overflowed with cum and she sank down across his chest, gasping and thrusting until the last dribbles of cum had oozed out of his cock.

"Can I take some of Cherie's clothes?" Natalie asked. "I mean, well, my old stuff doesn't really suit me any more."

"I don't know." Roxanne grinned. She handed Natalie the thin rod. "Why don't YOU ask Cherie?"

"Oh sure," Natalie said. She grabbed Cherie by her thick blonde hair and lifted her head up. "Say, Cherie, can I borrow some of your clothes, just until I can get myself some new stuff?"

Cherie snarled at her. She strained against the bonds, her lovely mouth contorting with fury.

"Fuck off," she responded.

"Oh, now come on," Natalie said. "I asked real nice."

"Fuck off, you shit!" Cherie snarled. "You think you're such a fuckin' great lay! Fuck off!"

"Jeez." Natalie pinned at Roxanne. "I see what you mean."

"She'll see sense," Roxanne said easily. "You want some breakfast?"

"That would be real nice," Natalie said, walking around to Cherie's ass, tapping the cane in her hand.

"Sure," Roxanne said, "I ain't gotta work today. And Lance says he's gotta eat," she laughed. "I saw Hun come down looking pretty happy. Was that you he was howling over?"

"Yeah," Natalie said. "Horny fucker."

"Sure is." Roxanne started preparing the pancake mix.

"Now." Natalie laid the thin cane across Cherie's ass. "Can I take some of your clothes, honey? Just to work today?"

"Fuck off," Cherie yelled.

Natalie swung the cane up and lashed it right across Cherie's already red-lined ass.

Cherie screamed, her body heaving on the table top, straining to pull the bonds loose.

"You stuck up little fucker! You ain't wearing my clothes! Shit, no! Ohhh fuck!"

Natalie beat Cherie's ass with hard strokes, reveling in the power she felt. She couldn't help it. Just like Roxanne, she ran her hand down to her pussy and stroked herself, feeling the surging lust from her cunt.

"Just for today." She laughed as she lashed Cherie's tight ass cheeks again. "You know?" She looked at Roxanne as she whipped Cherie again. "I don't know which I like most, whipping whores like her or getting whipped by the men."

"That's the secret, honey," Roxanne said above Cherie's screams. "If the man's right, fuck, he does it so good, hey?"

"Yeah!" Natalie lashed the cane into Cherie's crimson ass. "Fuck, you know when you've got those nipples clamps on and a cock down your throat, oooh fuck!" She lashed Cherie, her fingers blurring on her pussy.

"Shut the fuck up!" Roxanne said. "You're making me horny again. Hurry up with that whore! These are almost ready."

"All right, you can have some of my clothes!" Cherie screamed, her body heaving desperately on the table top. "I said you can have same of my clothes!"

She wailed as another lash of the cane whipped her agonized ass.

"Sorry, cunt. I can't hear you!" Natalie slashed the cane in again. "I can only hear you when I've come." She whipped the cane into Cherie's ass, watching it bend and fuck on contact, rubbing her clit, reaching out for the peak of her climax.

"You shit!" Cherie screamed. She strained at the bonds, her ass jumping as the cane whipped into it. "Stop it, shit, stop it!"

But the cane swept in again.

"Come on, let me hear you beg me to borrow your clothes!" Natalie yelled, her legs spread wide, her fingers digging at her pussy.

"Please, borrow my clothes! Please, you can! You cunt! You can borrow my clothes!" Cherie screamed. Suddenly her ass was jerking unmistakably and reaching up for the cane as it lashed in. "You bitch!"

"Come on, tell me how good it is when you come!" Natalie yelled as she crested over into another delicious orgasm. She whipped Cherie to the pulse of her climaxes, making the helplessly bound blonde shriek. "Tell me!" Natalie demanded. "Or I'll do it again and then again, because you let my breakfast get cold."

"Yeah! It's great, I love it!" Cherie screamed as she crested.

Her ass strained upward for three more blows and she collapsed back across the table top, moaning with pain and satisfaction.

"Hey, not bad." Lance walked in with a grin on his face.

He put his arm around Natalie's shoulders and led her to the other table where Roxanne was laying out a really tasty breakfast. Cherie broke into sobs as she lay across the other one, her arms straining at the bonds uselessly.

"How long's she gonna be there?" Natalie took a final drink of coffee, washing down a really good breakfast.

Roxanne shrugged. "Until she wises up."

Natalie grinned and went upstairs to Cherie's bedroom.

"Whattaya think?" She modeled for Cherie when she came down a little later.

She wore a white, low-cut blouse, and a denim pinafore dress that only reached a quarter of the way down her thighs. White bobby socks and high heels completed her total change from the woman who had entered the house the Friday before.

"Shit!" Cherie said. "You look like a fucking whore."

Lance took the cane and ran it under Cherie's nose. "Now, you don't really think that, do you?!"

"I mean, look." Natalie slid the denim dress up to show the tiny pair of white panties. "It's your underwear and all." She opened the top button of the blouse and showed the lacy top of the matching bra.

Cherie looked at the cane and at Lance's grinning face. "Fuck! She looks good."

"Of course," he said. "Pity we're in such a hurry, but we can pick this up later."

He and Natalie left, walking out to the traveling library, parked where she had left it.