Here's the next installment. As always, your thoughts on this writing are eagerly awaited.
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I woke the next day full of anticipation. This was developing so fast it had my head spinning with the possibilities. I was collecting lives and the shear power that implied was the best aphrodisiac I could have imagined. It was time to take this to the next level. It was time to convert Emily into the sex slave I always wanted her to be.
I called her early, wanting to catch her before she left for school. She was attending Washington State University, studying architecture and was really pretty serious about the whole thing. She never missed a class and quite often would remain late at the lab or the library trying to reach beyond course work. She just wasn't satisfied with what she perceived as a limited program that was designed to meet the abilities of the average student. Emily wanted nothing to do with being average. She needed more. She needed to be challenged. I was about to challenge her in ways she never imagined.
"Good morning baby. How are you?" I was light and cheery, providing no hint of what I was planning.
"Hi Jimmy, where've you been? I missed you." She was obviously in a good mood, sounding about as cheery as I was.
"I've actually been really busy this past week. I can't wait tell you all about it. Actually, I had a real breakthrough. What are you doing this weekend?"
"Actually, I was planning on sleeping in all weekend. I was hoping to do it with you. What do you say? Sound good?"
I wasn't planning on any of us getting much sleep but she wasn't too far off the mark. "That sounds great. What time do you get done today?"
"I should be finished around six. How about I come by there around eight. Oh, and I don't have class Monday so we can have a long weekend."
That was great news. "I'll see you then. Save your energy. I intend to wear you out before the weekend's out." "I'll be ready. Love you. Bye."
Perfect, with three whole days to work with the Emily that returned to school was going to be very different from the one that was going to class today.
I had big plans for Emily's initiation and a lot work to do to prepare, but first I needed some relief. Just thinking about what I was going to put her through had me hard as a rock. I need to fuck someone and Jan was closest.
I burst into her room and headed straight for her bedroom. She was still sleeping soundly, curled in a cute little ball and purring slightly with each exhale. Without so much as a sound I tore the covers off her. She was wearing a loose fitting set of pajamas with a button-down top and baggy pants that had a drawstring at the waist. The sudden rush of cool air started her stirring just a bit but before she could realize what was happening I grabbed the waistband of her pants, yanked once to break the drawstring and then ripped them down and off. Now she was awake and, still trying to focus on what was happening, her eyes reflected absolute terror. I didn't miss a beat. As I tore her pants from her I twisted her so she was now on her back. As the first words started to form on her lips I grabbed her shirt, tore it opened and bit down on her left nipple. She screamed with the sudden pain and tried to squirm out from under me but there was no way she was getting free. With a lightening quick move I was biting down on her right nipple and another scream gushed from her throat.
As I released that nipple I grabbed her by the throat, brought my mouth to her ear and growled, "Shut the fuck up and spread you legs slave." Her reaction was almost reflexive as she spread herself wide. "Now, reach down and spread that cunt open for me." Again, an instant response and like it was on autopilot, my cock found her hole and pounded home.
I think she screamed again but my hold on her throat cut off most of the sound. I know she was dry so I figure it must have hurt pretty badly. It didn't matter. I increased the pressure on her throat and began a sledgehammer drive toward climax. The pressure on her throat wasn't really a conscious action until I realized she was turning red and her tongue was hanging out. I was strangling her and it excited me even more.
I had to get a hold of myself. I really didn't want to kill her and even if I did this was not the right time or place to have to be dealing with a corpse. I eased off and let her catch her breath. Again, I growled in her ear, "Don't worry. I'm not going to kill you. Just go with it." I close my grip once again and continued to pound away.
Now she was starting to get wet and as it seemed she was about to loose consciousness I eased my grip and allowed her to recover only to reapply pressure. Each time she recovered she seemed to build closer to her climax and every time I reapplied the pressure it seemed to drive her back from the precipice. And, all the while I continued to pound away. We cycled through this until the intensity was more than I could handle. I had to cum. There was no holding back any longer. I eased my grip for the last time and drove her over the edge to a screaming orgasm. As she went rigid I exploded deep inside and a whole new wave of orgasm raced through her and she screamed, "Ah fuck yes! Fuck yes! Fuck me! Fuuuuck Meeeeee! She passed out and I collapsed on top of her. We were glazed in sweat, her pussy was oozing cum, and I was in hog heaven. And, on top of all that, I had something new to experiment with. Autoerotic asphyxiation was something I remembered seeing somewhere but didn't pay much attention to. I was definitely going to need to learn a bit more after this session.
We recovered after awhile and showered together. I told her a bit about my plans for Emily and told her to get dressed. We were going to the city to pick up a few toys I thought I might want.
I went off to get dressed as well and began to think about how Nan might spend this day and then it occurred to me. She needed to be tested and I had just the test. It wouldn't be too difficult to accomplish but it would probably play a bit of havoc with her conscience.
I found her in the kitchen cleaning some of the pots her mom must have left. When she saw me come in she immediately lit up, took a furtive glance around the room to be sure we were alone and greeted me with, "Good Morning Master, how can I serve you?"
That was an interesting question… How could she serve me? I wondered quickly if I could get her to drop to her knees and blow me but that was too easy. Of course she would. It would have been just as easy to bend her over the sink and fuck her. While an enticing thought, I didn't have time for that. What I decided on was this…
"Nan, open your pants, slide your hand in, start playing with your pussy and listen to me. I have an assignment for you. You will find three strangers today. You will get each of them off twice. At a minimum, each is to cum in your mouth; you will swallow of course, and they are to fuck your pussy and ass. They can cum in either hole. I don't care. After they are done with you I want you to bring back proof. Get them to give you their underwear and a phone number. You decide where you want to go to find these guys. You can take my van so you'll have somewhere reasonably private to fuck. You have until 5 PM to squeeze the last load from the last guy. If you fail you will be punished. Do you understand?"
She was working her pussy pretty well by now and in a slightly raspy voice she said, "Yes Master, I understand. Can I ask one question?"
"Go ahead." I tried to sound just a bit exasperated but I'm not sure it registered with her. I smelled that musky scent that said she was dripping wet a close to orgasm.
"Must they be strangers Master? Could it be someone I know but have never been with?" I guess she thought it would be a bit easier if she could just track down guys she knew, but that was not the way I wanted this to go.
"Absolutely not. They better be total strangers and believe me, I will check."
A shudder suddenly racked her body and she grabbed the sink counter with her free hand to steady herself. It took a second for her to regain her balance and respond, "I understand Master"
"Good. Then I suggest you get moving. You don't have a lot of time. I'll leave the keys on the entry table. Happy Hunting. By the way, you can stop playing with yourself now", and with that I was gone.
I left the keys for the Van on the hall table and found Jan waiting for me in the den. She looked great. She was wearing a short denim skirt that ended about 6 inches above her knees and a red v-neck sweater that fit tightly over her breasts. She went sans bra. She had her hair pulled back and clipped in place and her makeup was just enough to highlight her beautiful eyes and full mouth.
"Are you wearing panties, Jan?"
"Yes Master."
