The sound of two bodies slapping together was unmistakable as i approached my own dorm room. Clearly, my roommate was having fun again, and since i could not hear her, she was most likely gagged.
i was a bit envious, and not just because my meeting had run much longer than expected. If she was gagged while having sex, then it likely meant that our Master was in town again.
As softly as possible, i slipped my key into the lock, and soon had the door open just enough to slip through and close without making any noise. As i had suspected, Master Craig was indeed in town again, His distinctive eagle tattoo emblazoned across His upper back, the wingspan stretching almost from shoulder to shoulder. He was vigorously pounding away at julie's small body, her feet bouncing in the air and her wrists pulling at the tethered padded cuffs which secured her to either end of the headboard.
My body was definitely becoming aroused. The sight of our Master fucking my roommate, the sound of T/their bodies slapping and the bed softly protesting the vigorous actions, the scent of lust filling the air and making me feel rather heady...
With a groan, Master Craig paused deep inside my roommate and turned to look at me, giving me a warm smile even as He breathed hard. i smiled an acknowledgement and set my backpack upon my bed before approaching julie's bed and kneeling upon the hardwood floor. i looked up at Him with admiration and respect, my heart overflowing with joy at His unexpected presence.
"you slave sister is here," He alerted julie, and only then did she open her eyes and turn her head to see me. she was breathing hard, her body covered with a sheen of sweat, just like Master Craig. i recognized the visible part of the penis gag which had been strapped to her head, and i wished that it was me in her place, our Master filling my sex and a fake phallus filling my mouth.
"I think she needs more pain," our Master said definitively, and julie's eyes widened as she whimpered a resignation around the oral invader. "I think the belt would be best, across her chest."
While i enjoyed pain, julie did not - at least, not beyond some minor biting and scratching. As He returned to fucking my slave sister, albeit a bit more gently, i rose and retrieved Master Craig's belt from His slacks, and returned to julie's bed.
"Strip," He ordered. julie's eyes were all over me as i complied, and Master Craig paid me plenty of attention as well. The undressing seemed to take forever, even though i tried to render myself bare as quickly as possible. Then i approached the bed and knelt again, the belt in my hands.
i watched with fascination as Master Craig moved julie's legs over His shoulders, then bent over her, forcing her knees practically into her chest. His movements were definitely possessive: long and slow withdrawals, but fast and hard jabs accompanied by her muffled squeals. her nostrils flared as she tried to breathe, and her arms continued to pull against the tethered cuffs.