This is part six of how the financial pressures of joblessness in the era of COVID forces one woman into becoming a 24/7 sex toy and slave. Please read the previous parts first so you can get to know the characters and the kink they have shared. This is part of my first multi-part story, so comments and suggestions are very appreciated. This is a love story that contains incest, lesbian, male domination, and BDSM themes. If you don't like these themes please skip the story.
I want to thank my editor 1moeannie. She took my original text and made great suggestions and corrections that helped me improve the story.
Main Characters;
Alice is a 45 year old widow who enjoyed a kinky submissive lifestyle with her husband before he died. She occasionally will switch. Her husband's death left her in a very tight financial situation but she was making it work before she lost her job due to COVID. She met Howard on-line. He was seeking a companion who also enjoys BDSM play as a submissive. So far things are working out for Alice. Alice has two adult children; Michelle and Jessica.
Howard is a 64 year old who is a widower. He discovered his interest in BDSM through a submissive friend, who helped him learn how to practice BDSM domination safely. Their relationship was always just about kinky sex, they otherwise had nothing in common. Howard is usually dominant, but occasionally switches, usually only as part of a game of chance. Howard wants more than a sex toy; he wants a companion. He has put Alice through a number of tests, including punishments and it is beginning to appear that Alice may be the one.
Michelle (23 years old) and Jessica (21 Years old) are Alice's daughters. Both were unaware of their parents' secret kinky lifestyle until they were helping their mom move into a smaller place to save money and found her stash of sex toys. They have since been having kinky incestual, three ways with their Mom, Alice.
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Wednesday Evening
"I forgot to ask you what type of computer do you want," He said.
"Can I get a Mac laptop?" I asked.
He told me I could, then took me by the hand leading me to the upstairs theater. In the middle was a double-wide easy chair. We sat down in it and he pushed some buttons on the armrest to the right of him. I snuggled up next to him on his left.
I really enjoyed Hamilton, especially the times when Howard was feeling me out. I enjoy these times when we are lovers instead of Master and Slave.
At the end of the musical, he asked how I liked it and I said I loved it. Then I heard a ping coming from his phone.
He looks at the message and smiles and says "Your STD test came up negative on all items."
I am so happy. I immediately reach under my dress and pull off my thong. I then grabbed Howard's hand placing it between my legs. I pushed his hand until it made contact with my vulva. I let out a small moan at the feeling of his hand against my bare skin.
He immediately started stroking me.
"Mmmm, that feels really good," I said rubbing my vulva against his hand.
I felt a wave of pleasure rush through me and I couldn't help letting out a moan.
He knelt down between my legs.
He removed the hand that was cupping me, putting a hand on my inner thighs, and pushed my legs apart.
I expect any moment to feel his tongue against my clit but instead, he was looking intently at my exposed sex. He was completely focused on the parts of me that are normally hidden. I found this highly erotic. I felt my pussy start to tingle. I was getting wet.
I felt his hands reach my vulva. He slid his thumb across my pussy lips and gently pulled the lips apart. I could see him gazing at my wet pussy. Howard lowered his head, started licking along my moist slit from bottom to top. With each pass of his tongue, he delved deeper into my pussy. I felt his tongue moving around my inner labia. He looked up into my eyes and released my inner lips to speak.
"Are you enjoying this?"
"Hell, yes!" I replied.
He gripped my thighs and drilled his tongue deeper into my slit. I felt him lapping up my juices. He repeatedly darted his tongue deep between my folds moving it up and down.
I said, "I have been so wanting to have your tongue in my pussy followed by your cock in me without a condom."
He surrounded my bud with his lips and sucked hard. He kept my clit between his lips while his tongue massaged my pearl. My body jerked up and I felt more of my juices flowing.
I screamed out, "You're pushing all the right buttons. Oh My God yes, I'm about to come! Howard, can I come?"
He pulled his head back and said, "When we are lovers you don't have to ask for permission to cum," he put his lips back on my pussy.
I said. "Howard, please eat my pussy, and then I want your cock in me. Don't stop."
My hands moved to his head and I held him tight between my thighs as I bucked and thrust against him. I experienced my first orgasm of the evening with his tongue firmly planted in my pussy. My thighs vibrated around his head with my climax rising and falling and rising again. I rode out my orgasm and then relaxed back onto the easy chair.
Howard looked up grinning.
"That was better than the play! Thank You, Howard!"
He lifted me off the easy chair and carried me down the hall. I thought we'd be going to his bedroom, but instead of turning left into his room he turned to the elevator and we went down into the dungeon.
As we got off the elevator, I noticed the hospital gurney is back in the room, that can't be a good sign. He whispered in my ear, "We are now in play mode, remember the rules, slave."
The Rack
He walked me over to the rack, I noticed that the lower part of the rack where legs would go could be split apart.
He lowered me to the rack and secured my ankles to the cuffs at the bottom. He grabbed my hands and raised them above my head and put them in double cuffs attached to a rope wrapped around the drum. Attached to the drum was a wheel that looks like it was taken from a sailing ship. The drum had a ratchet that would allow the drum to move in only one direction until the bar is manually released.
He moved the wheel two clicks and my body started to be pulled tight. He then wrapped straps over my thighs and stomach. He pulled the end of the rack apart forcing my legs into a V. I didn't know what would come next.