Ellen roused to consciousness, in full heat. She became aware, of her surroundings. Sherry was kneeling over her, using the dildo on her. Sherry was quite pleased, by Ellen's response.
"Good morning, my pretty, little, whore. You opened, so well. It is always like that, when a woman, is properly aroused."
Sherry, lightly, switched, the globes of Ellen's, sensitive tits. Sherry spoke, as she amused herself, with her new slave.
"Some women, like yourself, will never be properly aroused, without the pain. Light pain, in the morning, to start the day. Heaver pain, as the day goes on. It'll become, almost unbearable, in the dark of night. It's in the dark of the night, that a whore shines."
Sherry dipped her head, as she nipped, Ellen's nipples, to erection. Sherry spoke with a smile.
"You'll shine, for me, tonight."
Sherry removed the dildo, and licked it clean.
"Go take care of your self. Remove the plug. Clean it, and yourself. Come to me, naked."
Ellen blushed, as she heard Sherry's commands. In her sleep, she had forgotten, about the plug in her ass. Suddenly, she could not stop thinking, about the intruding butt plug. She also, could not stop thinking, about her impending violation.
"Walk slowly, across the room. I love to see, your naked ass, as you walk."
Sherry rolled over, onto her back. She used the dildo, in her cunt, as she watched her naked slave, walk, slowly, across the room. Sherry loved the purple pattern, of bruises, across Ellen's back, and legs. And, on her ass.
Ellen returned, from the bathroom, with the clean butt plug, in her hand. Sherry took it, from her. She laid Ellen, onto her back, on the bed. Sherry propped Ellen up, so that she could watch, her mistress play. Sherry lubricated, Ellen's rose bud. She greased up, a thin dildo.
"Ass fucking, is so intense. It hurts, so, bad, when it first goes in."
Sherry pushed the dildo, into Ellen's, almost, virgin asshole. Ellen's eyes flared open, from the shock. Her eyes, filled with tears. Sherry began to fuck, Ellen's ass.
"When the pain lessens, it turns to, pure, lust."
Sherry took, Ellen's hands, and placed them, on the dildo.
"Do it for me. I want to taste your lust, when you kiss me."
Ellen took the dildo. She fucked herself, for her mistress's pleasure. Ellen was soon, fucking herself, for her own pleasure. As the pain subsided, it did, indeed, turn to lust. Sherry drank, Ellen's orgasm, from her mouth. Sherry loved, the tart taste, of unbridled lust.
Ellen's orgasm, was neither, bridled, nor quiet. Sherry retrieved the dildo, wiped it off, and sat it aside. Sherry lubricated, Ellen's rose bud, and a, larger, butt plug. Sherry was grinning, with pleasure, as she handed it, to Ellen.
"Put it in, little bitch."
"Yes ma'am"
There was fear, in Ellen's eyes. The fear was over shadowed, by Ellen's excitement, and lust. Ellen placed, the pointed end, of the plug, against her sphincter. She fucked, her ass, with the smooth, slippery, plastic.
Ellen pushed it in, further each time. Ellen pulled it back, when the pain became, too intense. Ellen began to cry, from the pain. She would not stop. Her mistress, had ordered to put it in, and she would, always, obey her mistress's orders.
Sherry's eyes, were shinning, with excitement. She, shuddered, when she heard, Ellen's sharp exclamation, of pain, as the widest part, of the plug, crossed Ellen's, sphincter muscle. The butt plug slid, the rest of the way in. The pain subsided, as Sherry kissed away, the tears.
Sherry pulled Ellen up.
"Get your, lazy, ass moving. Go wake up my man, his favorite way. Give him your pussy, if he wants it."
"Yes Mistress"
"After, my men is no longer tense, go fix the coffee."
"Your man, interests me more, this morning, than the coffee does."
"You little bitch. I'll have, your ass."
Ellen smiled mischievously.
"You already have, mistress"
Ellen dressed herself, in silk stockings, and garters. Ellen straightened, and smoothed her silk stockings. She sat on the chair, and buckled her heel's, onto her ankles. She stood up, and posed for her mistress.
"I'll serve your customer, like a whore."
Ellen walked, from the bedroom, to the den. Ellen felt, so, alive. She was full of life, and energy. Ellen knew, she no longer walked, like a little girl. She no longer felt, like a little girl. Ellen could feel, the invading butt plug, inside of her. It was a constant reminder, of her servitude, and her maturity.
Ellen walked, to the full-length mirror, in the hallway. She paused, to admire herself. The ravishing, young woman, who looked back at her, was like a stranger to her.
Ellen posed for herself, as she slowly turned around. There was nothing immature, about the woman, in the mirror. It was hard for Ellen to accept, the mature young woman, looking back at her, as herself.
The effect, of the large golden loops, in her ears, and the tattoo on her breast, accentuated her maturity. Ellen shuddered with delight, as she thought, to herself, "I'm a woman, for sure. I'm, my mistress's slave. I'm, her whore."
Ellen was ecstatic, with life, and lust. She said, to herself, I will please my mistress, by pleasing her man.
Ellen approached the sleeping man, on the couch in the den. She stood before him, looking down, at his sleeping form. She saw him, not as her uncle, but as her mistress's, customer. Her intent, as she removed the cover, from him, was not to please him, or herself. Her intent, was to please, her mistress.
Ellen's heart began to race, as her eyes fell, onto the man's erection. Ellen's vagina flushed, with moisture, and lust. Ellen began to masturbate, herself, to passion.
Ellen's body, was filled with lust, and passion. Her body, wanted to fuck. Every nerve in her body, was vibrating, with sexual energy.
Ellen knelt beside, the sleeping customer. As she watched, he turned onto his back. He displayed, his full erection to her, as he slept. Ellen worked her self up, with her hand, while she filled her mouth, with saliva.
Ellen lowered her head. She took to cock, into her mouth. His cock became as wet, and shiny, as her cunt. Ellen sucked him to passion, and wakefulness.
He, instinctively, took her head. He masturbated himself, with her wet, velvet smooth, mouth. His lust, raised. His eye's, sparkled.
Ellen pulled back, from him. She stood, displaying her full body, to him.
"Do you think, I'm sexy?" Do you like, my tits?"
Ellen smiled coyly.
"Do you want, to fuck me?"
"You fucking, little, whore, get your ass over here. I want a piece of it."
Ellen approached him, demurely.
"You're so big, and strong. Please, don't hurt me. I'm just, a little girl."
Ellen watched the lust, flair in his eyes, as his erection began to pulse. Ellen knelt, next to him. She spoke, with a whimper.
"I'm, so, naughty. I can't, help myself."
She spoke, with a demure voice. Almost, in a whisper.
"I want to be, a good girl. Please make me, good. I want to be, so, good, for you."
She spoke, pleadingly, as she lay across, his lap.
"Please."
Jim grinned, as he spanked her. Ellen loved the sensations, from the fresh pain, of his spanking hand. She felt, the dull pain, of her bruises. Ellen's lust, was raging. Her cunt was open, and wet. She wanted to please him, for her mistress.
Her vagina, wanted the erection, for it's own pleasure. It was as if, her vagina, was a separate person, living with her. Ellen knew in her heart, that her vagina, would have command her, to fuck Jim, even if her mistress, had not.
Ellen knew, that she was a slave, to them both. She reveled, in her servitude. She was a willing slave, to her mistress, and to her own lusts. Ellen rose up, to her knees. She straddled, her aroused customer. She, slowly, settled down, onto his erection.
Ellen's vagina, took the erection, easily. It filled her fuller, than it had last night. She could feel the pressure, on the erection, from the wide butt plug, firmly in her ass. With both, solid intrusions, Ellen was full. Ellen smiled, thinking the only thing better, would be, two erections in her.
She blushed, at the thought, of two men fucking her, at the same time. The idea, set her on fire. She no longer thought, like a little girl. She did not feel, like a little girl. The raging lust that drove her, was not the curious lust, of a girl. Her lust was full, and deep. Ellen fucked, like the young woman, she had become.
Ellen fucked her customer, like a pro. Ellen could feel, Jim's erection, swelling, for his orgasm. A sense of disappointment, crossed her mind. Ellen, was raging. She knew it would be over, before she reached her climax. She did not let her customer know, of her frustration.
She fucked him, to completion. Just before, he reached his climax, he, roughly, rolled her over, onto her back. He fucked her hard, and deep.
His lust, was for himself. The writhing woman below him, was just a cunt, to ejaculate in. He slammed himself, into her. Jim's erection, became his weapon, of domination. Ellen loved the, rough, raw, sex. She wanted to fuck, forever. He wanted to feel her, tight, vagina around his cock, as he came.
His orgasm was intense, and full. He flooded her, with his semen, and his lust. Jim's orgasm, was for him, and him, alone. Ellen slipped off, his softening erection, and cleaned it, with her mouth. Jim was satisfied. Ellen was not.
Ellen smiled, as she thought; My mistress, will satisfy me soon. Ellen remembered, her mistress's orders. She removed her heel's and stockings, before she went to the kitchen. She was naked, for her mistress, as she made the coffee.
Ellen couldn't, keep her hand, out of her, wet, vagina. She worked, as a domestic servant. As she worked, at her menial chores, she managed to get herself, a small orgasm.
Her small orgasm, calmed her a little. It did not calm, the raging lust in her vagina. Ellen returned to the den, as the coffee brewed. Jim was, no longer, in the room. Ellen looked at the mess. She began to clean, and straighten the room. She continued neatening. As she worked, she found herself, in the doorway, of the master bedroom.
Jim was on top, of Sherry. He was fucking her, with the passion, Ellen had wanted. Ellen's attention, was on her mistress. Sherry was in, the throes of passion. Ellen watched, her mistress's lust, and passion, rise to fruition. Ellen thought to herself, She is, so, beautiful.
Ellen's passion rose, with her mistress's passion. Sherry's passion, was raised, by her husband's erection. Ellen's passion, was raised with her hand. Sherry's lust, excited Ellen.
Ellen was sure, her lust for Sherry, was not because she was a lesbian. Ellen's lust for Sherry, came from, her enslavement, by her mistress. Ellen knew in her heart, she was a slave. Even the thought, sent shivers of excitement, through her body, and her mind.
Ellen saw, her mistress glowing, as Jim left her, to go into the bathroom. Sherry called Ellen, to her, with her eyes. Ellen knew, her place,. She was happy to kneel, between her mistress legs. The, heady, aroma of sex, filled the bed. Ellen's lust, filled her vagina, with juices, as Ellen filled her mouth, with her mistress's juices, mingled with fresh semen.
