Note- Another entry in my legendary pornstar dream team.
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Tami Monroe stretched out her arms and gave a yawn. Her eight hour shift at the Tisch Hospital on First Avenue had gone by without any bother and she waited patiently for her relief. The last time she had checked on her two patients half an hour before they were both sound asleep. The former pornstar and AVN inductee had gazed at Racquel Darrian for several moments and smiled at their fun memories they had shared the night before. They had been successful in the adult movie business during the nineties, especially Racquel, known as the Goddess of Porn. She had also been Penthouse Pet of 1990, and deservedly so, her figure was heavenly.
Tami fluffed the womans pillow and made sure her injured foot was comfortable and left the room.
When the blonde had returned home to her modest apartment in Williamsburg, Brooklyn, she showered, closed the drapes and turned in for a welcome days sleep. As soon as her pretty head hit the pillow she was fast asleep, her arms wrapped around her soft down filled pillow, and dreams came instantly.
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The room was large, dimly lit and had an enormous mirror on the far wall. It felt hot and sticky, and the red walls seemed to sweat. The main attraction was a big one piece wooden contraption in the shape of an X. At six feet tall with a solid base and footboard, the cross was completely free standing and self supported.
A tall, darkly handsome black man with a well defined torso, muscular biceps and chiseled pectorals was strapped securely to the object. Padded and buckled straps held his arms above his head along the upper arms of the X, as well as his ankles along the bottom half. The whole device was padded with velvet which felt warm on his bare flesh.
The alert man struggled in vain as he was quite helpless and put his head back on the padded head rest. His prodigious ivory club of a cock hung down from his shaven groin and although flaccid appeared to be at least eight inches long. Tightly muscled shanks were spread out wide from narrow hips and his feet were placed in the convenient foot holes.
He looked up as he heard female voices and two figures entered the room giggling.
"Good morning to you Mister Sean Michaels. Allow me to introduce myself, I am Mistress Racquel, and this little cutie is Mistress Tami. And we are going to be doing some pretty wild things today. You, my friend are going to beg and plead us for satisfaction before the day is over."
"Fuck you bitch! Cut me loose and I won't be too hard on your ass."
The two girls looked at each other and then burst out laughing.
Sean tugged as hard as he could on the X with eyes ablaze as he took in his captors.
Racquel Darrian was dressed in a Police Officer outfit with a black vinyl hat with studded brim and metal chain trim across the front. Her eyes were covered by her Aviator sunglasses. Her long and luscious russet hair tumbled over the shoulders of her black zip up long sleeved top, the zip tantalisingly pulled down to show off her ample cleavage. The bottom of the top finished just above her navel and her bared tiny waist widened out to her hips. Her tight black shorts with the attached handcuffs showed off her flat stomach nicely and her spectacular prize winning derriere stuck out behind in stunning perfection from her tapered back.
Racquel had very slender and alluring long toned legs and she wore her tight leather thigh high black boots with the extremely thin five inch stiletto heels. Her five feet six height gained extra and her overal look was of a lean, leggy knockout.
Beside her the petite honey blonde girl who barely reached five feet stood with big blue eyes and big backcombed hair. Her small but curvy frame was tightly held in a blue and black striped corset, her generous bosom poked out of the V shaped top. A mini tutu skirt, also in blue had a built in petticoat that gave the girl an innocent but attractive look. In her fingerless black lace fishnet gloves Tami wielded a police baton, which she tapped over and over against her black shiny PVC knee high boots with the four inch heels and side laces.
Racquel approached the apparatus and Sean now saw she had a twenty inch nylon riding crop that she bent between her hands.
"Today we are your dominatrix. You will always call me Mistress Racquel, and this little hottie, Mistress Tami. Is that clear?"
The six foot plus black man stayed silent. She smacked his left thigh with the crop.
"Fuck bitch! That hurt."
He got another crack on the other thigh hard.
"Ouch!"
"Who am I?"
"M...Mistress Racquel." The man croaked out as his skin burned.
The tall and sexy brunette stood by his side and rubbed her pussy mound in the tight shorts with the crop.
"Like what you see?"
"Uh, huh."
"WHAT!"
"I mean, yes Mistress Racquel, I like."
The stunning beauty continued to rub the shorts with slow moves of the riding crop in her right hand, her left played with the center of her cleavage.
Sean began to get semi hard, his thick hose rose up and bent to the left as the blood rushed through his shaft. Racquel took hold of the dark chocolate hued member and ran her fingers along the hot muscle gaging its weight. Then she traced the end of the crop down his abdomen and lightly tapped his prick which was now quite hard.
"What do you think Mistress Tami? About eight inches?"
"Sounds like an accurate guess." Answered the cute blonde in her sweet voice as she twirled her baton.
"Actually its eight and a half," boasted the captive stud.
For that he got a crack right on the middle of his erection and he threw his shaven head back into the padded rest and screamed.
"Did I ask YOU? Hmm?"
"No, Mistress Racquel." Sean looked at her and saw his reflection in her shades.
He felt her hand take his throbbing cock and watched her squeeze it hard just below the swollen head. With slow and measured deliberation she stroked his rock hard pecker with a firm grip. As he grew to full hardness so she moved her hand more quickly.
"Listen up, you will not cum until I or Mistress Tami gives you permission, is that clear?"
Sean went taut, every muscle in his body tensed as he was wanked hard.
"Clear, Mistress Racquel."
Suddenly she stopped rubbing and brought the riding crop down sharply on his cock. He jerked and bit his lip, a bead of sweat trickled down his brow. He knew who was in charge alright. Again she tossed him off with her slim right hand as she put the crop between her thighs and clamped them together trapping it on her mound.
"Very good, you're getting it at last. Mistress Tami, you may suck his cock."
The wee girl in the blue costume came forward and held his warm plum sized balls in both hands and licked them. Sean squirmed on the contraption as she then slid her mouth inch by inch down over his stalk. Wet sucking noises were the only thing to be heard as Tami worked his knob deeper down her throat. Both her hands gripped his strong thighs and he winced as her long fingernails dug into his flesh. Her head bobbed back and forth and her curly golden locks flew about her head as she knelt by his feet.
"How does he taste sweetie?"
Tami popped off him and took a well deserved breath.
"I like it."
The adorable blue eyed girl held his erection up in the air for Racquel to try a taste. She grasped him as she bent at the waist and put her warm, wet mouth around him. Her hands wandered to his balls and pulled on them roughly and his knob throbbed inside her closed mouth. She pulled it out and ran her pink tongue around the large crown before she plunged back down on him once more. He struggled and poured sweat as he wriggled on the padded restraints.
"Remember, you do not cum until you get the word."
Racquel handed his aching cock back to Tami, who still knelt on her knees. She brushed her red lips across his purple tip and gave little butterfly kisses on the spongy skin which drove him nuts. Then she blew air all over his tool and he shivered with delight. Her mouth devoured the entire length in one great move and kept him inside her as saliva drooled out of the corners of her lips. She removed her mouth with a soft moan and gazed at the shiny and slick black prick in her pale lilywhite fist, then grazed her teeth on the very top.
An enormous hiss of air escaped his lungs as he nearly lost control and Racquel rose up and lifted his chin up with the crop.
"My dear submissive, handsome Sean. Would you like to fuck us?"
"Yes, Mistress Racquel."
"How bad do you want us?"
"Real bad, Mistress Racquel."
"What would you DO, in order to have us?"
"Right now, anything Mistress Racquel."
Racquel Darrian stood back two paces and dropped the crop to the floor and reached to her front zip and tugged her top open. Sean gasped as the womans 36 C breasts were bared and the magnificent perky boobs stood out full and firm above her 24 inch waist. Her tongue poked out of the corner of her mouth and then slowly licked over her upper lip as her thumbs circled over her puffy erect nipples.
"Like my titties?" She said already knowing the answer as his stiff cock bounced up and down from his hairless groin almost as if it nodded yes.
The seductress ran her fingers down her ribs to her sides and slid slowly over her oh so very slender waist until they came to rest on her hips. Sean pressed his tight butt back into the free standing bondage device and tried to fuck air as he pushed his pelvis forward.
Racquel paused and let him drink in her wondrous tits as she traced the top of her waistband and made little sighs. The chestnut haired goddess pushed her butt out and up and peeled her black shorts over her rump with agonising slowness.
The helpless black man blinked hard as he stared at her lean and slender physique in all its naked glory. Racquel knew with utter arrogance she was drop dead gorgeous and stood with hands on hips and her long booted legs parted wide. The triangle of dark pubes sat nicely trimmed at the top of her shaven labia, slightly moist so that the lips glistened in the low light.
Still in hat, perched atop her mane and shades, she was the sexiest cop ever.
"Mistress Tami, strip babe."
Tami Monroe went to her back and unzipped her blue corset and dragged it down from her front. The tutu dress and petticoat followed and she was as naked as her sidekick in her knee high boots. She tossed her head around in a circle and fluffed her hair up and looked ahead with bright blue eyes. Her massive rounded tits seemed to big for her petite frame but she was actually in perfect proportion for her height. Her right hand went to her golden pubes and she slipped a finger inside her damp pussy and brought forth a contented sigh.
