Ev is my slave in real life. She is a beautiful Asian slut. This is the story, written by both of us, telling of what happened following our first explosive weekend together (described in Enslaving Ev on Literotica) ...
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Master ...
I looked across at Rika and smiled. She was slowly undoing the buttons on her shirt in an attempt to entice me into fucking her. I have to say that it was working too! She looked great and I felt horny. As she approached me her shirt hung loose and the sides of her ample braless breasts were clearly visible. I was getting hard.
"Master Si, do you want me?" she purred, her face now only inches away from mine.
"Oh fuck yes Rika," I so want you. Our mouths locked and we kissed. It was a long kiss and when I peeled away Rika was breathless.
"Master, please fuck me!"
I kissed her again, and then moved a step back so I could look into her face.
"I wonder how Ev is getting along," I smiled.
Slut ...
What was going on? I was petrified. I had no idea where I was or what was to be done to me. I could see nothing.
My senses of touch and hearing were now heightened incredibly and I flinched as I felt a hand brush my arm. I held my breath. No one spoke until I felt fearfully compelled to break the silence.
"Who is it, what do you want? Master is it you?"
They (I was assuming it was 'they') were no doubt delighting in my trembling nervousness. I could sense my breasts heave in terror. I swallowed hard as I felt a hand stroke my cheek.
"Master, is it you? Please talk to your slave." It was getting too much for a poor useless slut such as me.
Suddenly the chill of a sharp blade touched my cheek and I screamed.
"No please don't cut me." I felt the blade move across my cheek and down the length of my exposed neck. I hardly dare breathe. It continued its terrible trail across my bare shoulders and down the middle of my body until it traced the underside of my breasts. Once more I held my breath as I felt the pressure of the blade increase.
"No, don't hurt me." I was convinced now that rivers of blood must be running over my skin. Surely this couldn't be Master, he wouldn't take a knife to me ... would he? The cold air and the fear of my predicament had made my nipples highly sensitive and no doubt firm and erect.
"Please!" I sobbed not quite knowing what it was I was asking for.
Then it stopped. The blade was taken away. Nothing.
After many long minutes during which not a sound was made I once more felt compelled to break the silence.
"Where are you, is anyone there, what's going on?" I began to panic again. Then the uncertainty of inaction was broken as I felt something very, very cold on my cheek and I inhaled sharply. It was an ice cube. I felt it cold and wet on my face before it traced the bridge line of my nose then down, down, followed by a long wet trail. Sensually it moved to my lips and over and around my mouth, leaving it wet and moist. Down it continued onto my neck and chest and then I heard myself moan openly as the ice cube travelled onto my breasts.
"Ooohhhhh."
A second cube, one on each breast now circling round and round, not touching my nipples just my naked tits.
"Oooohhhhh, mmmm!" I groaned. Then a third cube on my stomach skating over my tight flat muscles, moving down onto my groin. I guessed that this meant that there must be more than one of them but that thought wasn't uppermost in my mind just at that moment. I pushed my thighs together as the freezing sensation of the cubes bit deeply into my skin. I wanted more yet I wanted them to stop. What did I want?
"Oh yesssssss!" I hissed, as the ice closed in on my nipples. Just touching the erect tips, briefly and lightly. I moaned anew as the cube at my groin moved nearer to my juicing slit.
"F...U...C...K!!" I groaned heavily, as the cube dampened my pussy lips. I felt the fingers holding the cube brush against my cunt, and I pushed upwards to meet them. Then I felt my whole body buck.
"Aararrrgghh!!" I uttered unintelligibly as the cube opened me and was pushed inside. Shit, it was so cold! I felt a second cube quickly follow it, then a third and a fourth.
"Oh, my -- fucking h ...!" Fingers, unseen, followed the cubes, forcing them deeper and making me fuller. The feeling was sending me high.
My body betrayed me and I thrust against the cold invaders.
"Oh fuck I want to cum!" Did I really shout that? My mouth was so dry. The ice continued to tease my nipples relentlessly. I could feel it melting on me and inside me as the water ran down my thighs leaving my soaking pussy wet and pliant. The friction continued. I groaned and strained my tight, bound body. I used my tongue to wet my lips and threw back my head ready to cum, to cum, oh yes to cum gloriously!! Then it stopped.
I hung twitching with desire, devastated, my body heaving and humiliated.
Panting, sweating, shaking and incredibly frustrated. That was how I felt as the friction stopped and I was left on the brink of a most unwelcome but certainly not unwanted orgasm.
"Oh no, please make me cum, don't stop now" I begged humiliating myself fully and no doubt delighting my captors.
"SLAP!" My cheeks stung as I cried out at the heavy open palm that slapped my face. Again silence. Tears of fear and desire rolled down my cheeks. Then I felt it again, the cold, sharp steel of the knife, this time on my thighs.
"Oh please don't," I whispered, fearing the worst. Moving upwards I felt the razor sharp edge against my skin. I froze, hardly breathing and not daring to move. Up it travelled into my groin.
"Aaaiiiiiiiiiii!" I yelled as the slightest of pressure was applied and the knife nicked the smooth skin of my groin. Surely I must be bleeding now. I could feel a small trickle -- blood? As it ran down onto my thighs, I started to cry. Blindfold still, I was completely disoriented.
I was so scared and my breath was rapid now. My smallish breasts felt heavier than they had ever done before as my sense of absolute panic became greater. Again no one spoke, moved or touched me. In many ways the isolation afforded by the blindfold was my greatest fear. Then I felt a slow, almost sharp, touch on my stomach. It was certainly a female finger topped with a sharp fingernail as it moved down over my skin. Lower and lower then still lower. I moaned and arched to the touch.
It descended even further, over my pussy, between my legs and under me until it reached my ass. I froze. The finger then started its descent into the crack in my bottom, invading, delving. I squeezed my buttocks together but the digit invaded deeper and deeper. Whoever it was must be on their knees before me to be getting inside me like this.
"Mmmmffggppp" I groaned unintelligibly, as the finger found the hole for which it had been searching and began to penetrate. I was dry there and also standing up, both factors which made anal penetration very difficult. However, using only the moist dampness which had collected under the finger during the long tortuous trail down my body the finger forced entry into my ass.
"Aaarggghhh, nooooooooooo!" I screamed. Painfully the finger continued its assault until it was buried up to the knuckle between my buttocks. I bucked and squirmed, writhing against the chains that held me tight.
"Ohhhh, please take it out, pleeeeeeease!" I felt myself going dizzy as the finger wriggled creating small circles deep inside my ass, invading me even deeper. I had to admit that, through the haze of my agony, I could feel my juices being stimulated as the girl (was it Rika?) began to frig in and out of me. I groaned. The act being performed on my body caused much pain to my arms as they pulled and rubbed against the harsh chains. I was still standing and my legs had been forced very wide. I felt so naked, so exposed.
Then I felt it, rough and hard, a finger, a male finger, brushing over my pussy mound.
"Ohhh!" It was involuntary, but the ice, the finger in my ass and now this. I was on fire. Hot, stoked, juicing and desperate to cum! Then it was on my pink, swollen labial lips. Then it split me and was stroking the inner walls of my pussy. I groaned again as I was penetrated now from the front and back. First a single male finger frigged me exclusively, but soon it was joined by a second then a third, moistening, deepening and bringing me to new highs. What a fucking slut I was.
The finger in my bottom wiggled even more. I mewed, and was building up - cumming, cumming, cumming ... Ohhh Yesssss!! Then quickly the invasion of both my front and back stopped as I was once more left panting desperately for inner release.
Rika ...
I was so horny but all Master Si could think about was Ev. Shit, and I wanted him to fuck me so much. I watched as he spoke to the others. They smiled, he smiled and I still wanted so much to be fucked.
Slut ...
Oh man, I was so turned on. Was this Master? It had to be. So ingenius. It had to be him. I began to relax a little more. It was a game. A good game. I would cum and then it would be over. Thank fuck for that.
Then I heard whispering.
"Okay." It was the quiet female voice. It definitely didn't sound like Rika. Was Rika being abused with me or was she abusing me? Now I was getting scared again.
"M...m...master? R...ika?"
I heard murmuring from next to me. How near was hard to say, but it was near. The girl began to breathe more heavily, and then the breathing became panting. Then she moaned.
Oh, fuck, what a moan. Sexy moans. Erotic moans. I was scared and hot. Hot to cum. I moaned. I couldn't help it.
I imagined Rika standing chained like I was, facing our captor, feet apart. Naked, her long, shiny black hair and braces gleaming in the darkness. Her legs and her naked pussy. I moaned again as I imagined a shadowy figure doing things to her. Was it master? Was she also blindfold? Master working away between her thighs with juice slick fingers. Stroking her, parting her, entering her. Then the girl cried out.
Shit, he's fucking her. That's the sound we make when being entered. I imagined her erect clit as master toyed with Rika, pressing gently making her writhe and squirm.
