PART 2: THE VEIL IS LIFTED
Miranda awoke groggily and found herself hanging half off the poolhouse day bed. She squinted against the bright summer sunlight filling the living room. Miranda sighed and slowly sat up, expecting to hurt everywhere, and was surprised when she didn't. Miranda felt better physically than she usually did after a long night of drinking and fucking, let alone getting raped and fucked like a sex doll.
Shrugging, Miranda walked through the poolhouse, looking it over as she headed toward the bathroom. The living room, slash bedroom, and huge bathroom were on the poolside, while the kitchenette, pantry, wide but shallow closet, and make-up area were on the pool house's back wall. The entire pool-facing side of the apartment-sized house, including the huge bathroom, was tempered glass, leaving Miranda in plain sight of anyone using the pool.
Miranda groaned in humiliation, knowing she had no escape from them other than being humiliated for the rest of her life or becoming an amateur porn star. Entering the bathroom, Miranda shook her head. Everything was either tempered glass, Plexiglas, clear fiberglass, or mirrored. Head drooping, Miranda turned on the water and climbed in, not waiting for it to get hot. The back, ceiling, Floor, and plumbing fixture walls were all mirrored.
As Miranda began to lather herself up, she noticed the bruises and hickeys her master had left on her breasts and body yesterday, and today looked old and mostly healed rather than fresh. The welts from the Mistress lashing her with the leash had faded to pink marks. Miranda caught movement from the corner of her eye and saw Junior walking beside the pool, his eyes glued to her through the glass wall. It occurred to Miranda that if she could seduce him into helping her, she might just be able to escape.
When he changed direction and headed straight to her front door, Miranda turned away and smirked. She had been told to serve him when he figured out how to make her, but she wasn't told she had to play hard to get. She turned in time to see him enter and close the door. Turning the shower off, Miranda grabbed a towel and dried herself off as she walked toward him.
Dropping the towel, Miranda stopped in front of him, "How may this whore serve you, Young Master," Miranda simpered.
"First, you're going to suck my cock, Miranda, then I'm going to fuck the shit out of you!" Junior said, grabbing her big breasts and roughly squeezing them before shoving her down to her knees.
"My body is your's to use as you wish, Young Master," Miranda cooed.
As Miranda was forced down his body to her knees, the monster of a cock tenting his trunks dragged against her breasts, then her face. Miranda felt her pussy get wet involuntarily as she pulled his shorts down, setting his eleven-inch fuck stick free. Cupping his balls, Miranda kissed the head of his cock, then tongued the piss hole as she massaged his cum bloated scrotum. Filling her mouth with saliva, Miranda drooled all over his cock head before moving down the girthy length of his milk chocolate-colored shaft.
As she slobbered and sucked sloppily along Juniors cock shaft, Miranda saw weird fantasy symbols branded around its base. Cringing inwardly at how much that had to have hurt. Curious to see if there was more, Miranda nuzzled his bulging ball sack and ran her nails over it to distract him as she looked for more brands. She found several brands on each of his balls before she began sucking on them and jacking his cock off.
Sucking and lightly biting her way back up the length of him to the fat purple-black helmeted head of his cock. Looking up and making eye contact with Junior, Miranda hocked up and spat a thick glob of spit on it. Miranda made a show out of licking her soft pink lips, then forming a tight "O" and sucking his cock helmet into her mouth. Junior tangled his fingers in her hair as Miranda greedily sucked her way down the top six inches of his monster cock. As Miranda started sloppily bobbing up and down on his hard throbbing cock she lost all sense of anything, but the taste of it and the burning wanton need for his cock building in her pussy.
Eye closed and lost in her blow job Miranda didn't resist as her new Young Master fucked her mouth, forcing his monster cock down her throat an inch at a time. It wasn't until her nose was buried in his springy black pubic hair for the fifth time that Miranda realized she was deep-throating his eleven-inch monster.
Unable to control his lust, Junior dragged Miranda off his cock and up onto the bed. She landed on her right side, and before she'd even fully sunk into the mattress, he was straddling her right thigh. Letting go of her hair, he grabbed her left leg and dragged her pussy toward him. He shoved his plumb-sized cock head against her vagina, roughly forcing it into her. The sharp, quick pain of his thrust made Miranda yelp then her loud, wanton moan filled the house as he sank his cock into her unprepared, dripping cunt. He slid into her spasming clenching cunt until his cock head hit her cervix.
Miranda grunted, moaned, and bucked as he started slamming her tight wet cunt onto his long fat cock. As his monster of a fuck rod thumped into her cervix harder and harder, Miranda's big breasts bounced and jiggled violently, and her loud throaty moans turned to husky mewling sounds. Then she shrieked as his massive cock head pushed through her cervix and slammed deep into her uterus.
Miranda tried to drag herself away from Junior using the bed and only managed to find herself on her back with her ass up in the air. Now her knees were shoved beside her bouncing breasts as Junior crouched over her, pile-driving his cock into her like a steam hammer. "YOUR RIPPING MY PUSSY! STOP! PLEAS STOP!" Miranda shrieked in pain just before she squirted a stream of pussy juice straight into the air to splatter the ceiling like a garden sprinkler.
As the soul-wrenching full-body orgasm ripped through her, she'd been hit by a tazer; Miranda's world went black, "OHMYGOD! OHMYGOD!" She started screaming over and over as she squirted and spurted pussy juice all over both of them, the bed, and the walls.
Collapsing limply to the bed, still jerking, convulsing, and spurting as Junior continued hammering into her. A few minutes later, with a guttural growl, he slammed balls deep and splattered the walls of her uterus with hot, thick ropes of spunk. Panting, Junior collapsed on top of her, his cock still buried balls deep in her clenching, spasming cunt. Sometime later, the door banged open, startling them into sitting up.
The Mistress walked in a few steps and stood there with her hands on her hips and one eyebrow cocked. "Well, I'm happy to see you've bred her, Junior, but I need you to go get the whore's car. It's at the restaurant. So pull your cock out of her cunt and go get it!" Shanda Brick, the Mistress, ordered him.
Junior rolled off Miranda, his cock pulling out of her with a sloppy wet squelching sound, "OH!" Miranda gasped out loudly as she felt his monster of a cock wrenched out, followed by a messy stream of cum and cunt juice.
Miranda looked up at Dirk senior's vile wife, "How may this whore serve, Mistress?" Miranda panted softly, her body still spasming with orgasms.
"Today being your first day as our new Cock sleeve, can you tell me what mistake you've made!" Mistress said coldly.
Miranda blanched, drawing a blank on what she'd done wrong. "This whore doesn't know Mistress," Miranda said.
Miranda watched as her new Mistress reached out and lifted the leather leash from the coat hook next to the door. Instant realization dawned on Miranda, but she also saw a way to avoid getting whipped again.
"Please forgive this whore Mistress; the young master entered this whores room without forewarning or knocking. This whore had just finished showering and was just there when the young master entered." Miranda said, pointing at the damp towel where she'd dropped it. "I did as instructed by the mistress and presented myself to the young master and asked how I could serve," Miranda added, kneeling before the Mistress.
The bitch cocked her head and studied Miranda for a moment before smiling down at her and nodding. "Serving your masters first before other consideration is how it should be whore, for that you will be rewarded. However, breaking any rules, even when serving, requires punishment. But your reward must come first, get on the bed on your hands and knees, and point your ass toward me once you're on the bed." The Mistress ordered calmly, walking past Miranda toward the kitchenette.
Miranda wasted no time climbing on the bed and assuming the doggy position as ordered before looking back over her shoulder to watch the bitch. Miranda blinked, seeing a string of similar fantasy writing to Juniors but running from the nape of her neck down her spine to disappear into her ass crack. If the bitch hadn't been wearing a bikini, she'd never have seen it.
