Jon Reskind - The unholy Master

Slowly, Janet swept upward, licking her tongue-tip several times against the long clitoris, then backward toward the round viscous covered opening of her vagina, plunging in far enough to feel the rippled walls of hot flesh nibble and milk at her tongue then out to taunt her urethra before traveling on up the satin-smooth vale between her buttocks to the crinkled mouth of her pulsating rectum.

Oh, it's wonderful! The delicious taste of her cunt… I love it! I love her…!

"Enough," said Leduc. "All right, ma chere, I will lay here and you will put my cock into your ass… as always."

"Oui, cheri," replied Danielle, moving quickly to get above him in a semi-squatting position.

As she did this, he said to Janet, "Tell me, my little pet, have you ever licked another woman's cunt before?"

"No," Janet answered.

"No, what?"

"No… Master."

"That's better, my little bitch," he snapped. "So… did you like it?"

"Y-Yes… Master…"

"Aaaaauuuugggghhhh," Danielle groaned as she skewered herself down onto her husband's thick prick. "Oooohhh… ohhh, Master, I doubt if your slaves will ever become attuned to your giant cock."

Leduc laughed proudly. "So… is it all in comfortably?" he asked as she gyrated her hips flat against his pelvis in an effort to knowledgeably widen her back passage.

"Y-Y-Yesss… finally… ooohhh," she sighed, then lay back atop of him, her arms resting on the bed at the elbows while Janet stared at the two of them in licentious fascination.

The handsome woman's black hair-covered pussy looked up at her, its long red slit trailing down to her buttocks where Janet could see Doctor Leduc's massive cock splitting them… holding them apart… its thick length buried to the hilt up her wide-stretched anus, and his heavy balls pulsing before her. She couldn't, had she wanted to, contain herself and she nuzzled her face in the soft, sweet smelling crotch, starting her tongue from the tip of Leduc's testicles, taunting the exposed half-inch of his member not yet swallowed into her, into the now pulsating and open cunt and upward, finally sucking the inner-lips and clitoris into her mouth simultaneously.

Danielle Leduc began to raise her hips up and down over her husband's plundering cock, and as she did this she pressed her glistening pussy, now flowered open with her splayed legs, against Janet's wildly sucking mouth. Furiously, Janet lashed her tongue about the sweet, delicious tasting cunt, her own yet unsated passion mounting and mounting.

She reached back between her legs and massaged her own ravaged clitoris, but the effort was inadequate, only temporarily relieving. I've got to be fucked! My God, why does he torture me this way? My cunt is aflame again! Please… please…!

"A-Are you r-ready for your t-treat, my J-Janet?" Leduc in his passion stammered out at her.

"Oh… yes, yes, yessss!"

"T-Then raise your ass up high," he ordered. "For you a-are about to have the most beautiful fucking you will ever have!"

"Yes! Yes!" Janet cried, her tongue buried in Danielle's quivering cunt as she thrust her behind as high as she could get it.

"Vailante! Now!" ordered the doctor.

Janet sensed the bed give and the presence of a fourth weight climb upon it, and suddenly she felt the clasping around her waist and something hard and wet ram and slip against her buttocks. Again and again it floundered until she spread her legs farther apart and thrust back her complete expanded crotch… then, it rammed!

"Aaaaggghhh," Janet winced as the strangely thin, long prick soared into her, spearing her hungry, wet vaginal walls like a flint-tipped arrow.

God, it was like a heavenly sent miracle, dispatched to quell the maddening demons rampaging within the core of her womanhood. She cared not who it was… only that his cock was finding refuge in her desire-starved pussy. Crawl in there and stay forever! she thought as she licked and sucked shamelessly at the delectable cunt before her. She heard the Madame cry out, and the doctor's guttural groans, all in the faint background of her mind, for her lover was hammering her with rapid pile-driving thrusts that were reaching her very womb, and the thin cock was commencing to swell inside her.

It was then that she reached back to caress, and felt the hairy forepaws clasping her hips.

Dear Jesus God! It's a dog! One of her brutes! Janet choked back a scream in her horror, but only a small low wail escaped her. The beast's cock is swelling inside me! It's getting bigger and bigger, filling my cunt like a growing sausage! No man could ever… My God, it's like a hammering machine! Oh Christ in heaven, forgive me… forgive me! But I can't stop now! Dear Jesus, it's beautiful! I want to cume… I want to cuuuummmeee!

Wildly, Janet licked and sucked until the Madame screamed, "Ooohhh… I'm going to cum… I am, I am… going… to… cccuuuummmmmmmeeee!"

"Pound your ass!" blurted Leduc. "Pound your ass, ma chere! J'arrive!"

"Yes… yyyeeesss… yyyyyeeeeeeessssssss!" cried Janet as Vailante thrust into her, his animal prick suddenly long, long… and thick, thick, thick inside her flooding cunt, those jack-hammer lunges never ending…!

And then, she felt the animals stream of hot juice squirting into her! Ever-ever-ever unceasingly! Long jets of it scalding the inner walls of her vagina… spurting into her womb with violent force, ricocheting against the inner sides of her wildly contracting belly… its steaming heat setting her off until at last, she screamed!

She screamed again! Her release was that great. She heaved her ass back toward the humping dog's expanded weapon as it continued to empty into her with unbelievable force, her thighs trembling, her stomach quaking as if someone were pressing against it with giant pressures, her brain reeling insanely with the sensual reactions traversing along her spine, all realism escaping her entirely as she fell forward upon her face, a heavy black shroud descending to engulf her.

Once airborne, Paul Arden unfastened the safety-belt and tried to relax. He was more than just a little upset at Leduc's concern over Janet's condition. This morning, just prior to the Embassy's calling him and informing him that the Ambassador had a special mission for him to carry out in Brussels and that he was to return to Paris at once, Doctor Leduc had recommended a complete rest for Janet at some quiet sanitarium, else he would not be responsible for what was inevitably to come. Janet, he said, was on the verge of total mental collapse. Of course, he had given his permission.

My God, he couldn't believe it! His own beautiful Janet… ill to such an extent. He supposed he had known that ever since the first night of their honeymoon she was tormented with some mental disturbance, but on the verge of complete collapse…? Heavenly Father! He wondered if he should inform her family… had been debating over it, in fact, ever since he left Dives, but now decided against it. She was receiving the finest of care in Doctor Leduc, and he felt fortunate that he had been able to leave her with them while he made this emergency trip.

Then, his mind filled with the unbelievable licentious festivities he had witnessed and taken part in the night before. His face flushed a bright crimson as he recalled the way he and Danielle Leduc had cavorted together in the vilest of sexual indulgences… and the others, swapping wives and husbands about in the manner of a true Saturnalian orgy… He still couldn't believe it. Thank God, his Janet had been exposed to none of it. She certainly would have lost her balance, with her Puritanistic upbringing, had she walked into that apartment.

But what of Leduc himself? Surely, he must be aware that these debauched activities take place under his roof… must even sanction them, and perhaps participate at certain times. Damn. It was all so overwhelming and difficult to comprehend. He'd never figured himself to be a prude, and was well aware of the wife-swapping fad and other such promiscuous dissipation's, but this had been the ultimate in bacchanalias. He found himself grinning slyly. Nero would have been happy to have been on the guest list, he mused.