This story picks up right where the previous chapter leaves off. You would be best to read the first chapter to understand this one fully. i do hope Y/you like my little fantasy! It is my Master's fondest wish that it come true.
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Paul reluctantly agreed that it was. Then He grabbed Andrea and twisted Her arms behind Her back. He held both wrists there as He hissed in Her ear in anger. “I have loved this woman a long time now. She brings out the best in Me. She also gives Me much I don’t get from You. I love You too, which is why W/we decided to try convincing You of this arrangement. Faith is a good slave, she is very talented at all she does. You will give her a chance the rest of the night. Am I clear? Short of hurting her seriously, I don’t care what You wish to do to her. No more slaps to the face, that last one is already starting to bruise. Use her for whatever You wish. Just keep an open mind.”
He left the room for a couple of minutes. He came back to find Andrea sitting on the floor with faith, faith’s head in Her lap. T/they were talking quietly. Andrea took the cold cloth from Him and set it on faith’s cheek before asking Him to leave again. Paul gritted His teeth and sighed in frustration but He left the room. Not before telling Her She had 10 minutes. Andrea merely smiled and turned Her attention back to faith.
Paul stomped into the computer room and flipped the machine on. He sat impatiently while it booted up and pulled up on of faith’s stories. He stroked His cock while He read it, getting absorbed and not noticing the time.
He jumped when He felt feathery kisses on the back of His neck at the same time a warm wet mouth covered His ear lobe. He knew from the tongue flicking over the tip of His earlobe that faith was that one. Andrea moved around and sat in His lap to kiss Him. His hard cock slid between Her thighs and She squeezed Him tight, holding Him there.
Faith’s mouth moved from His ear to his cheek and He turned His head to give her a brief kiss. It turned into a longer one as Andrea’s mouth paid attention to His other ear. His hips moved, sliding His cock up and down. Andrea laughed and jumped off His lap. They each grabbed one hand and pulled Him into the bedroom.
“faith told Me You brought home a bag from the Stag Shop. What’s in it?”
Paul grinned and picked up the bag and pulled items out one by one. First He pulled out a small silver bag which He laid aside, “For later.” Second He pulled out a pair of nipple clamps. A set of cuffs, wrist and ankle. And a leash. This last puzzled Andrea, She didn’t see a collar anywhere.
The leash made faith grin, though she tried to hide it. When Paul winked at her again she knew it had shown through. She tried to look meek but she was too happy. Paul picked up the wrist cuffs and stepped towards faith. She held out her wrists and He slid the cool leather around them, pausing to rest a finger on her pulse points. He stroked the inside of her wrist when He discovered that her heart was racing. Her chest heaved as she tried to reign in her excitement. He buckled the cuffs and slipped a small silver padlock through each one. He had her sit on the bed and slid the ankle cuffs on, locking them into place with the matching padlocks.
He tugged on the D-rings attached to make sure they were secure and, especially the wrist ones, weren’t going to slip off. Then He had faith lay back on the bed. Stepping to the head of the bed, on the side closest the door He reached under the bed and pulled out a length of rope.
He slid it through the ring on faith’s right wrist and tied it securely. She tested it, she had very little room to move. He walked to the end of the bed and secured both ankles the same way, spreading her wide open. Her shaved, wet pussy was pulled open and she blushed when Andrea moved to the end of the bed to look at her.
He reached her left wrist, the last bind remaining and bent to the floor. This time He also came up with a blindfold. He kissed each eye and slipped the blindfold over her head, then kissed her mouth softly. She whispered softly, “I trust You.”
He smiled and pinched a nipple. Then He tied the last wrist. Faith struggled briefly but she was secure. Seeing this, Andrea smiled. Faith’s ears strained to hear any sound. All she heard was a soft moan as flesh moved over flesh. From the slightly wet sounds she figured They were kissing. She frowned, struggling with the bit of jealousy that burned within her when it came to Andrea. Unknown to her the kiss had stopped and They were both watching her with interest.
Emotions crossed her face, some were easily identified by her observers. Others were not. Confronted with the reality that Paul did indeed love Andrea, something she had known and had thought she was ok with, faith grew angry, then sad. Gradually she accepted her position. She knew that Paul loved her intensely, she knew that Andrea would come to as well, just as she herself would come to love Andrea. In some small way, she already did, simply because Paul loved her.
Paul watched, knowing what she was going through, He had wondered how long it would take the possessive slave to realize what she was in for. She’s only ever had to share Him for a couple of hours at a time and there was no emotional investment there. Well, yes, a great deal of fondness towards Liz, but that was it. They had merely played before. Now T/they were in a permanent, emotionally charged environment. And she had yet to prove herself. He smiled and muscles He hadn’t known were tense in His shoulders relaxed when He saw her smile and relax into the bed and her bonds.
“Paul, why did You tie her like that?” Andrea was hopeful but a little confused.
“For one thing, she is a slave, at Our mercy, and she is perfectly fine. For another, this way You can touch her however You like, where ever You like, when ever You like and there isn’t a damn thing she can do about it.”
Andrea considered this then reached out and stroked Her fingertips up the bottom of faith’s foot, dragging Her nails over the skin. Faith gasped in surprise and tried to jerk her foot away. It went no where. Andrea grinned. “Oh I like this!” She turned to Paul, “What else have You got to play with?”
Paul laughed and pulled out faith’s bag of toys. The nipple clamps were set beside the bag. He pulled out items as He spoke, “We have a small vibrator; two different sized dildos; one strap on harness; a leather paddle; one of My belts; the clamps I just bought, of course; a candle and a holder; oh look! She brought that slim vibrating dildo too, good girl; lube and a gag. I don’t want to use the gag unless she gets mouthy. Which she won’t. Will you My slut?”
Faith shook her head frantically, “No my Master! Never.”
He slapped the inside of her thigh, making her gasp, “you are lying.”
“Yes Master! I mean no Master!”
“Well? Which is it? you are a mouthy whore or you are not. I am inclined to think you are mouthy. Perhaps We should use the gag after all.”
Faith whimpered, “Please Master, i am sorry! You are right, i can be a mouthy whore, but never again!”
Paul smiled. Then He slapped her one more time, making her gasp again and He chuckled, “Alright, We won’t use it today. Mostly because I would prefer your mouth be available.” He turned back to Andrea, “You may do anything You wish to her…taste her, spank her, tease her, punish her. But You may not mark her in any way that won’t fade within two hours. Am I clear?”
Andrea bristled for a moment. She opened Her mouth to retort in anger, then a thought occurred to Her. “You are leaving me with her?”
Paul smiled and stroked her face, “No, I’ll be watching from the door way. I will not interfere.” He left the room and came back before She even had a chance to move, setting a chair down. He stripped His pants off, kicking them towards the laundry basket. Then He sat down, hips at the edge of the chair and legs spread, hand on His cock.
Andrea looked towards the naked girl in Her bed. faith’s chest was heaving, nipples hard, cunt wet. Every few seconds she moved her head, trying to listen for Andrea’s next move.
Suddenly faith smiled.
“Mistress, may I speak?”
Andrea looked at Paul, Paul shrugged and mouthed, “Up to you.”
“Yes, slut, speak.”
Faith drew in a deep breath, “Mistress…I have waited for this day for a long time. Master and I discussed this many times. W/we wanted it to be perfect. I want it to be perfect. Never again will there be a first time for U/us. I am here for Your pleasure and no other reason. Use me, abuse me, allow me to please You, please!” faith stopped talking and sucked in another deep breath.
While she had been talking Andrea had moved from the end of the bed to stand at faith’s left side. Faith stopped breathing when she felt the bed dip as Andrea sat down. A soft cool hand stroked her hair, the bruise on her cheek from the angry slap earlier, her neck, her shoulder. Andrea’s hand traveled up faith’s arm and wandered over the cuffs and rope. She brought her hand back down and moved over the soft skin of faith’s chest. She circled the nipple of her left breast, then the right, without touched them. faith let her breath out slowly, quivering under this gentle assault. Andrea moved her hand over faith’s belly, tracing some of the stretch marks and surgery scars.
She whispered, barely loud enough to be heard, “your skin is so soft…” faith didn’t answer. Andrea’s hand moved over her cunt, though penetrating through the lips. Faith’s thighs shook. She moved Her hand down her legs. Faith moaned as Andrea continued Her slow exploration. That cool hand moved down her legs, stroked her feet then moved back up.
The bed moved again as Andrea stood. She moved to Her knees, pressing them against faith’s ribs. She laid both hands on faith’s body. She rested one on faith’s chest and with the other explored her face. She stroked cheekbones, outlined eyes beneath the blindfold, stroked her nose and finally slipped Her finger into faith’s mouth. Immediately faith licked the tip and sucked on the finger. She sucked it deep inside. Andrea gasped and pulled Her finger back. Faith whimpered but waited patiently. Andrea slowly slipped Her finger back over faith’s lips.
Faith flicked her tongue over the tip and heard a slight moan. Mentally she grinned, she knew that moan. She sucked on the finger. Rolled her tongue around it. she heard a new moan and knew she was pleasing Andrea.
Andrea pulled Her finger away again. This time She stuck it in Her own mouth and sucked on it briefly. She looked at Paul. He was grinning and stroking His cock. She had a thought but first She had some things of Her own to do. She leaned over and held Her face above faith’s, hesitating.
I’m being ridiculous! I’ve already kissed this woman and loved it. So why can’t I do it again? Yes I can! She lowered Her face and set Her lips gently on faith’s. Encouraged by faith’s moan She pressed harder, deepening the kiss. As faith’s tongue slipped out to brush Her lips Andrea felt Her own pussy dampen.
Oh dear God. Please make Her stop Master!
