Girlish giggles bounced through the room as Kim was telling Kalista her latest fantasy. They were both lying on Kali's bed, naked and flushed from their playing, Kim's fingers tangled in Kali's long red gold hair as Kim whispered excitedly about what she just *had* to do.
"Seriously - I watched a movie I downloaded from the net and it made me so hot I almost came just watching it. This guy was just pissing on this girl and she was lapping it up like a starving puppy. It was SO hot! C'mon Kali - let's get your friend to come play with us and do it!" Kim's bright blue eyes were sparkling with glee over the thought, her cupid's bow mouth curved in one of her never-ending Diaz grins.
Kali just rolled her warm brown eyes and laughed, her thumbs stroking over Kim's hard pink nipples. "You're insane. I do NOT want some guy pissing on me thank you. Can you imagine how that would reek??" Kali's own laughing lips were full and generous, a naturally deep color that almost negated the need for makeup.
"You'd probably never notice the smell. We'd both be so horny and into it all... and oh God that man is so hot... We could shower right afterwards!" Kim was insistent. She always was when she got some strange idea in her head. She was so impulsive sometimes Kali worried about her.
"But Kim - I don't want piss in my MOUTH. GROSS!" Kali rolled off the bed and stood, her not quite six feet of height impressing Kim from the bed. Kim loved the length of Kali's legs and never tired of playing with them.
"But I've already read all about it. Piss is perfectly sanitary! People drink it in some countries and you've got more germs in your mouth already than piss has. It might taste strange, but damn, you drink cum by the bucketfull!" Kali just groaned. That part was certainly true. She LOVED cum. Kim was never going to let up.
"OK, fine, but if he says no, then Im not going to drive him crazy. He already thinks I'm off my rocker." Kali laughed when Kim threw herself at Kali and started kissing her like crazy.
"Thank you Kali!!" she giggled.
Kali laughed and flounced back on the bed, then rolled over to snag the phone. She called Michael and told him what Kim was dreaming up, the whole time laughing about it and telling Michael that she personally thought Kim was a kook. To her surprise, Michael jumped at the chance.
"Twisted perv, I should have known he'd go for your goofy idea." Kali laughed when she hung up the phone. "He'll be over here in an hour. Go get cleaned up."
Both the girls snagged a shower, giving each other douches and enemas so they'd be sparkly clean. Kali rubbed Kim's tummy during hers and grinned. "Why we're worried about getting clean just to be pissed on is beyond me. You're such a nut." Kim just laughed again then dipped her head down to suck on Kali's clit while rubbing on her distended tummy, making her cum quickly.
"Because I always make it worth your while baby!" Kim laughed.
Both girls finished up, brushing each other's hair and playing with their makeup until Michael rang the doorbell a short while later. Kali greeted him at the door, going up on tiptoe to wrap her arms around him for the searing kisses she loved so much. He pushed his arms down inside her robe and slid it off her body while they stood right inside the front door. Kali tried to back into the house but his arms held her tightly and wouldn't let her go. She melted into them, not even caring when cars drove slowly past to watch the completely naked woman with the waist length auburn hair being ravished by her lover in the door.
Michael finally let her go and kicked the door closed behind him. Kali laughed and swatted his arm. "My neighbors are going to call the cops on us one day." He just looked at her with that serious look he had perfected and then smiled slowly. "That's ok. If they come I'll share you." Kali blushed to her toes but smiled, loving the way his voice vibrated through her body, setting her nerves on edge. She pulled him into the house back to the bedroom where Kim was waiting.
Kim grinned, waving up at Michael. "Kali didnt think you'd want to play with us today." Michael just laughed at her and swatted Kali's bottom. At 6'5, Michael stood even taller than Kali and his dark hair and eyes gave him a rakish though romantic look. His slimness belied the incredible strength he possessed, yet rarely exhibited.
"I always want to play with my lil slave girl." he replied, gently kneading Kali's breast. Kali chuckled softly, then reached up to start undressing him, knowing that's what he was waiting for. She unbuttoned his shirt and slid it off his shoulders, her palms stroking across his slim but incredibly well shaped chest and tummy. She reached down and unbuckled his belt.
He was so tall that his belt buckle was only slightly lower than her breasts, and she loved that too. She pulled it out of the loops and lovingly kissed the leather then the buckle. It seemed a strange thing to do the first time, but now it was an act of reverence - the warmth and scent of her Master in her hands.
Her fingertips played over the button and zipper of his jeans, finally pulling them free. Michael sat on the edge of the bed to let her pull his boots and socks off, then his jeans. Kali was constantly kissing and licking his skin where she could, loving the taste and feel of him. Being slave to this man was definitely her wildest fantasies come true and she loved it.
Kim was a plaything and had fun with it, but the title slave was just another part of her own fantasy. Kalista took it seriously and it showed in the way she worshipped Michael. Michael knew it and was always careful of her in a different way than with Kim. The bond between them was different - stronger, passionate and volatile. Wild yet with a deep understanding there.
Michael stroked Kali's hair, bunching it up in his fists and leading her willing mouth to his cock. Kalista couldn't count how many times she'd loved and worshipped this cock, draining its cum on her face, on her breasts, so deep down in her throat so that she didn't even have to swallow it. She worshipped Michael's cock the same way that she worshipped Michael - as her Master, as something that owned her. Everything about him made her weak with longing and need. His taste, his smell...
Kim came around then too, wanting to get into the fun with them. Naked she lay on the floor under Kali, her face pressing into Kali's warm smooth pussy so that her tongue could flick and taste and her clit. Kim's fingers started stroking her own clit then and Kali spread her knees wider, lowering herself onto Kim's face as she opened her mouth wider, opening for Michael's thumb pushing gently down on her chin to allow his cockhead to push in over her tongue.
Michael's cock was huge. A full eleven inches long and six inches in diameter. Its size was always a complete wonder to Kali. She worked very hard to take as much as she could, but in the end Michael always ended up holding her by the hair and forcing his cock into her throat, blocking her air, forcing his ownership over her in a way that sent Kali over the edge every time. It was working this time too.
So far she'd been slowly stroking his cock with her tongue. Figure eights for a moment, then soft suckling kisses all around. Her tongue would flicker over his balls lightly, then back up over the tip to swirl around, catching the precum she craved. He was leaning fully back on the bed now and Kali was in the doggie position with her face working his lap and Kim working her pussy.
Then Michael sat back up and pushed Kali back for a moment. He leaned over into his pockets and pulled out the heavy clamps he liked to use on Kali's large nipples. They were heavy and they would bite like fire, but she loved the fiery pain mixed in with her pleasure. He twisted her nipples with that slow sexy grin of his then pinched the clamps on.
The weights immediately started pulling on her breasts and Kali brought her arms up in reflex to cover them. Michael slapped her then, hard enough to catch her attention. "Slut, I own you. Anything I do to you, you thank me for, understand?" His voice was as soft and calm as ever, but Kali recognized the strength of will behind it.
Kali slipped into another world then, her body awash with the pain and pleasure and complete ownership by this man. "Yes Sir.." Her eyes were bright with tears - from the pain of the slap and the pain of the clamps along with the feeling that she'd disappointed him.. the worst pain of all.
Then he leaned over and kissed her again, twisting the biting clamps again. Kali moaned out, but then when he pulled away she whispered softly "Thank you Master..." and he smiled too.
Then he leaned over and placed another on her clit. She screamed behind clenched teeth. She'd never had one there and her clit was hugely swollen from Kim's ministrations. He slapped her again, harder this time, then slapped her breasts twice each. "Bitch, I asked you nicely to shut the fuck up. Do I have your attention yet?" Still his voice was deep and deadly calm, no one would have guessed from his tone that he was even remotely upset.
Kali gasped, tears falling down her cheeks now. She nodded, in agony, but unable to refuse him. The nodding earned her several more slaps to the face and even more to her scalding breasts. She knew full well he didn't like for her to nod that way. She couldn't believe she'd done it. "Yes Sir! Yes Sir... yes Sir... oh God.. yes Sir..." Soft sobs punctuated each yes Sir.
