"Jasper and Rufus, your Lord rewards you with a gift, yours until the dawn. There is one proviso only; the blindfold stays on for one hour. Enjoy, goodnight."
The room was now silent, morgana stood there, unseeing, and trembling slightly. She had been totally unprepared for this, expecting to be shown to a bed, and left for the night. She flinched, as a hand touched her breast, moving backwards slightly. That was her first mistake, as she felt a hard slap on her ass cheek, making her cry out. Two hands now grasped her breasts, lifting them, squeezing the soft flesh, her sensitive nipples immediately reacted, popping out almost simultaneously. They were suddenly pinched and twisted, quite hard; she felt her knees tremble, as the sensation went straight down to her sex.
At first she could not believe it, here she was, bound and blindfolded, being groped by God knew whom, and her pussy was starting to throb. She heard a voice, speaking in English, but with a definite French accent.
"Shall we get her on the bed now"
"Quiet you fool, she is blindfolded, and not to know, be silent."
The second voice had been American, of that she was sure. The hands left her; she heard them move away, they were whispering, but too softly for her to hear. She felt a hand on her ankle, pushing her legs apart, and then a strap of some kind being fastened. The hand then moved her other foot, seeming to be trying to position it, before another strap was fastened around her ankle. She felt slightly off balance, almost falling, only to be stopped by two strong hands. Trying to re adjust her feet, she realised what was going on, her ankles were strapped to a bar.
Gasping in surprise, she again staggered, and then was surprised to feel her arms being freed. She smiled, thinking that maybe this was going to be all right. Until her right arm was raised into the air, then her left arm also, both now strapped to something above her head. She was scared now, scared of the unknown, but at the same time, she was aroused, her pussy wet, and her lips swelling. Morgana felt a warm hand softly settle on her shaven mound, and warm breath on her ear. The hand slowly moved underneath her, the middle finger lying along her now wet slit.
"What is your name ma cherie?"
A voice whispered to her.
"Shannon."
CRACK
She screamed as she felt the sting of the whip across both of her ass cheeks, quickly followed by the finger along her slip, pushing into her. Her scream died, replaced by a soft moan.
"What is your name ma cherie?"
"Morgana, my name is morgana."
She whispered hoarsely, and the finger in her pussy started moving slowly, in and out.
"Who is your Master ma cherie?"
"I have no Master."
CRACK
Again the whip slashed across her, it hurt, and yet, she accepted it, the pleasure she was receiving from the finger outweighing the pain. Whoever it was that was fingering her, removed it, and asked again.
"Who is your Master ma cherie?"
"Lord Avalon?"
she replied, more a question than an answer.
His hand returned, and he wiggled her clit, causing her to moan even more, and then silence. Nothing, no talking, no touching, morgana was confused, and her pussy was on fire, she needed a release, and soon.
Morgana felt another hand touch her, stroking the back of her thigh. This one was not soft, like the one on her pussy; it felt rough, almost as though the fingers had ridges on them. The hand moved higher, as she started to squirm, with the two soft fingers fucking her pussy slowly, and someone else now rubbing her ass cheeks. Two hands were now holding them, separating them, forcing her asshole to open a little. She gasped as a hot tongue now licked her ass, the proceeded to push at it, trying to enter her. It was too much for her, and she cried out,
"Oh God, I am going to cum."
Within an instant, the fingers left her pussy, and her nipple, was pulled and twisted hard, making her yelp.
"No ma cherie, that is not your decision, you will wait."
She bit her bottom lip, trying to control her emotions, and the waves of pleasure, that were trying desperately to escape from her tethered body. All was still for at least a minute, before the fingers returned, rubbing back and forth across her lips, making her squirm once more. One hand returned to her ass, pulling at a cheek, before a wet finger started to stroke her asshole, circling at first, and then pressing it, probing slowly. She was almost out of control, and knew that she could not hold back much longer.
She felt her lips being parted again, and then simultaneously, her ass and cunt were both invaded. That was it, she could take no more, and screamed out in ecstasy, as the waves took over, shaking her body, both her cunt and asshole flexing in a magnificent orgasm of cataclysmic proportions. The hands that had been pleasuring her stopped, and moved away, silence filled the room.
"Slave morgana, that is the last time you will ever orgasm here by your own volition. Any further instances will result in severe punishment. Do you understand me slave morgana?"
She was confused now, the voice seemed to be coming from a PA system, and sounded like Mistress, morgana nodded, keeping her eyes lowered. A few seconds later the voice again boomed out into the room.
"I SAID DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME SLAVE?"
"Yes Mistress."
Replied morgana, now very frightened, and wondering what would happen next. But nothing happened, for at least five minutes. Morgana could only think that she was being given time to consider what she had done, and to determine that she would not err in that way again.
Her hands were released, and placed by her sides, as first the soft hand, and then the rough one, returned to their ministrations, pleasuring her once more. She thought that her arousal would have left her, after the admonishment, but this was not the case, both of her holes were slick, and wanting. Someone took hold of morgana`s right wrist, moving it outwards, and placing her hand on a hot hard cock. She wrapped her fingers around it, and started to tug it, it felt good, but was not a massive cock she felt, maybe 6 and a half inches, with a reasonable girth.
Her left wrist was grasped, and her hand turned palm up, this was then placed under another cock, but this one was heavy, and she knew that it was big, very big indeed. She stood there, legs shackled, stroking both cocks, as two hands pleasured her. The terrible predicament that she was in, forgotten now. She was in heaven, hoping, almost begging, but knowing better, to be fucked by both cocks.
"Five minutes." Boomed out Mistress's voice once more.
Suddenly her hands, and her holes were empty, and she could feel the straps around her ankles being loosened. She could hear what sounded like equipment being moved, and she was pushed down onto her knees. Again, a cock was placed in each hand, but a quiet voice told her not to move. She waited, it seemed like an eternity, the room silent except for the sound of three people breathing. It was hard for her, not to stroke these two cocks, but all she could do was wait. The tranquillity was shattered, by the harsh sound of a bell ringing. Someone touched her head, peeling of the blindfold. Morgana blinked, at the harsh lights, trying to adjust her vision, and see where she was, and whom she was with.
She saw the two slaves before her, with their hard cocks in her hands. She looked up at them, one a tall blond, the other, the one with the bigger cock, more squat and muscular. This is the one that guides her head to his cock, and she slowly licks around his crown, tasting him, and loving the feeling. She sucks the other one, alternating back and forth, as her pussy throbs, begging to be filled. Not a word is spoken, just heavy breathing and sucking sounds in the room. Morgana is at last enjoying herself, two hard cocks, and no one else to share with.
As she sucks the blonde man, the squat one steps back, and sits on the edge of the bed, his cock proud and pointing. He motions to morgana, to come to him, and pushes her head again towards his cock, as the blond slave lifts her as a little, getting behind her. She opened her mouth, and started to take the big cock into it, rubbing the shaft with her hand as she sucks on the head. Then, taking more in, until she feels him at the back of her throat. Her hand still around the base, she cannot take all of him in.
With a start, she feels a hot cock brush against her inner thigh, and then it was pressed between her pussy lips. Slowly it entered her, stretching her tight cunt, filling her. The feelings that this generated, increasing the power of her sucking. The fucking became a little faster, and harder, as she moaned on the big cock that she was pleasuring. The cock in her cunt left her, she was not sure why, but was disappointed, until she felt him pushing at her asshole, easing his head into her. Morgana had to fight to stop herself from cumming again; this was so delicious, she just wanted more and more. Gradually she accepted his cock, feeling it fill her, as she used her ass to squeeze, and hummed on the cock in her mouth. Then, once again she was disappointed, as he left her, and lifted her from the big cock.
The squat slave lay back now, and intimated to morgana, that she was to ride his big cock. She was not even sure if she could take it, but had no choice, as she was pushed towards it. The blond standing in front of her, as she held her pussy open, her back to the slave on the bed, and slowly lowered onto his dick. She took it slowly, feeling her cunt stretching, it was a little painful, but the pleasure was extreme. Lower she slid, right down to the base, feeling his hips pushing up to meet her. Supporting her self on the bed, she started riding him, it was easier now, and she rode harder. Bouncing up and down on him. Desperate to come, but afraid, she steeled herself, trying to remain calm, as every nerve in her body did tingle.
The blond slave lay alongside, holding up his cock, and nodding, she had no choice, and moved over to him, Again spreading her lips, the squat slave looked at her, shaking his head, and hissing.
"Give him your ass slave, I will take your cunt."
She changed position, moving just a little, slowly lowering her ass onto him, until he was embedded inside her. She was pushed backwards, so that she was lying on him, her ass filled, and her pussy open and waiting. Squat man, as morgana now thought of him, held his massive cock as he approached her, using his free hand to part her lips. He pushed slowly, stretching her even more than she had been already, filling her to capacity. Morgana could not believe the sensations that she was having, the pain and the pleasure, taking her to places that she had never been. Both cocks started thrusting into her, double penetration, a dream she had wondered about many times, and now here it was. Blond man was squeezing her tits, as she lay on him, squat with his hands on the bed at her side, staring at her.
