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The next several days were uneventful. Mistress withdrew to the confines of her office each day after breakfast while Bobby remained busy completing his daily list of chores during the morning hours of each business day. After lunch and spending another hour on housework, he completed exhausting workouts four days weekly. Deb was hell-bent on increasing muscle mass and he could see the initial changes of her efforts taking shape. As much as she loved his work ethic she pushed him to reach beyond what he thought capable. Whenever he benched, he notified her and she put down whatever she was doing to serve as his spotter and ensuring he lifted safely. She had no desire to have a bar loaded with a couple hundred pounds stuck on his chest or neck for an hour because she hadn’t taken ten minutes of her time.
Evening was the part of the day Bobby looked forward to most. He loved making dinner while she showered after her workout. By the time the evening meal was ready she appeared refreshed and looked more stunning than ever. It was then that they could interact as a couple. Conversations between the two of them flowed. Although they lived as mistress and slave, they interacted as peers, sharing, listening, laughing and engaging with one another easily and comfortably.
Ever since Mistress had spoken the ‘I love you’ phrase, any unstated thoughts about what the other had been thinking or feeling had long since dissipated. They were in love; neither wanted to be apart from the other. They looked forward to sharing dinner knowing they had alone time until Mistress called it a day.
Some nights Deb wanted to walk and so they’d amble for a few hours, covering five or six miles along the ridgeline country road that overlooked Eagle Mountain Lake. They resided on a lane not well traveled which permitted them free access to using the pavement rather than having to negotiate the often treacherous shoulder with its random ridges and valleys that seemed to crave a turned ankle. More often than not they’d stop and watch a squirrel or sand statuesque observing a colorful bird in a nearby tree than wait for a vehicle to pass. Returning before dark, and the pending onslaught of mosquitoes they’d often spend the remainder of the evening watching a movie or enjoying an intimate interlude – on Mistress’ terms of course.
Mistress passion for making love seemed unquenchable. She loved every aspect that had to do with enjoying her slave. Sometimes she’d have him spend a lengthy session between her legs while she reclined on her back with legs spread. On other nights she’d ride him long and hard; sometimes letting him cum sometimes leaving him hard and horny. At times she wanted their love-making to last forever and would lie on her side so they could easily intertwine their bodies and make out, make love and make out again. He’d penetrate her for an hour or more before she had her fill on those nights. Every evening was different. During their lengthy coital sessions she’d slowly bring herself to a delightful climax every fifteen or twenty minutes. Deb never tired of how their lovemaking sessions were spent for each one remained a special treasure in and of itself. Most nights concluded with Mistress lying on top with his penis deep inside, the soft bulbous head pressing firmly against her cervix in the hope that it would finally give way to his pressing cockhead that demanded entrance. Unfortunately the outcome never changed but the process of getting there never disappointed Mistress. The enjoyment of having him ‘right there’ always felt so good.
Three weeks post surgery Debra returned with slave in tow to have the PICC-line removed. Satisfied at the size of his balls she raved to Dr. Richardson, thanking her over and over for making the incredible transformation of her slaves cock and balls a reality. And indeed he was a fine specimen, and unique at that. Standing a little over six feet, the handsome and well built man had a cock that few owned. Yes there were longer ones but there weren’t ones of his size which had his magnificent girth, and there were none having balls the size of a ripe Florida lemon. He was indeed one gifted gentleman and a man with whom Mistress had no intention of ever parting company.
On this particular evening, Mistress and slave relaxed in the bubbling heat of her hot tub. A bottle of her favorite Chardonnay sat chilled in the wine cooler and next to it stood two crystal stemmed glasses nearly empty. The evening proved to be even more spectacular than the weatherman had predicted with lower temperatures and humidity. The full moon stood suspended above the horizon. Its reddish-yellow hue and massive size made for a spectacular sight. Mistress and Bobby reclined while observing its slow ascent into the darkening and cloudless sky of twinkling stars. Below they watched the silvery ray of moonlight shimmering on the lake’s surface and giving the evening a truly peaceful ambiance.
“This must be what heaven is like,” Bobby thought, kütahya escort “great wine, a beautiful view, perfect weather and a naked woman relaxing under my arm. What could be better?” The memory of sleeping in the dog cage and eating dry shitty food was a distant memory. The thought of being treated like an animal after having to cut wood all day was another event that now seemed more of a dream than a past reality. He could hardly believe he had done such things; that he was forced to do them. “God,” he thought, “how did he ever luck out and end up with this half of the Ashby twins?” This was truly paradise and he loved it.
Mistress’ words broke the silence. “Tomorrow I want you working out with us.”
“And you’re telling me this because?”
“Because I don’t want to deal with Tyaja, even though I know I’ll have to regardless.”
“I can stay in the laundry closet if that helps.”
“No, I can’t hide you forever and I need to get things out in the open and under control.”
Bobby wasn’t certain to what all she was referring but figured it must have something to do with what he overheard and saw in the weeks prior when he glimpsed the two beauties naked and walking arm in arm and heard women arguing some days later. The memory of their nakedness brought life to his semi flaccid cock. Inwardly he moaned. There were too many mysteries at work between Mistress and Ty to be nothing more than coincidental mishaps of which he happened to catch glimpses.
“Is there something I need to know? I feel as if there is more to what you are telling me than what you are saying; if that makes any sense.”
Mistress visibly tensed at his question. She hated being questioned, even though this one seemed innocent enough. “Whether there is more or not isn’t your concern. What I want you concerned about is obeying. I don’t know why I have repeat myself. You know the rules. They are no different than what I expect when you are with Katie. The same rules apply. However, if Ty wants sex, you stand still. You are not to comply under any circumstances.”
“Yes Ma’am.” The quietness and solitude of the evening seemed to suddenly vanish with her words. Indeed there was more.
She continued, “You remember the rule about obeying my girlfriends.”
“I do. You expect me to do what they say,” he replied, paraphrasing what she had just told him.
“That’s correct. I’m just making sure you know where my hard limit is when it comes to the three of them. Ty is the one I’m most worried about. She will want to play and I don’t want her to play. You belong to me and even though I’m willing to share your services as a maid of sorts, I’m not sharing your cock.”
Bobby smiled. “I like when you get like this.”
She glared back, the thin line of her pressed lips still showing the effects of her concern. Upon hearing his remark, her expression softened as his smile and gentle words penetrated her heart.
“I like feeling owned,” he continued. “I like knowing you want me just for yourself.”
“Yea, yea, I hear you. I know how much you love having beautiful women fighting over you.” Her words came amidst a smile.
“Not really. I only want to be known as yours Mistress. Just yours.” His tone remained light but he conveyed his real intent all the same. He really did only desire her. He needed nothing more; wanted nothing more.
With that, the conversation ceased and their joint attention returned to the 100+ degree water, enjoying the pleasant buzz of the alcohol and surveying nature’s grandeur as the moon slowly gained altitude and grew ever brighter. When Mistress finally stood, her splendid body shimmered in the luminous light and highlighted every seductive curve and contour of her body. She held out a hand. Droplets remained suspended from the tips of each nipple reflecting moonlight. She was so incredible to behold.
“Come slave, let’s go inside and make love.”
Silently Bobby followed; her hand released its grip and found his cock. They retreated to the bedroom where the view outside was just as splendid through the massive windowed wall. Deb guided him onto the bed and collapsed softly on top seeking his lips. Before they fell asleep they made gentle passionate love for a long, long spell. Deb came several times while Bobby remained chaste, his loins filled to overflowing. After rubbing her back until she had fallen asleep he slipped on the nightly condom, enveloped the sweet woman beside him and joined her in peaceful rest.
…
The workout the following day came and went without incident. The fact that it did baffled Debra although she was thankful things proceeded no further than the three girls fondling his cock or feeling the immense orbs hanging below. It did make for an interrupted workout on Bobby’s part since they often groped him while he did pull-ups, or bent rows or other lifts that left his genitals completely vulnerable. Deb was fine with the groping. That manisa escort could deal with that. Sticking that cock inside one of their twats was.
Ty seemed to be on her best behavior although Deb wondered if there were more thoughts ruminating inside than what she was willing to share. On top of this unexpected turn of events were the sexual escapades, or rather the lack of any fun after finishing the workout. Instead, the group finished, and headed to a shower. After sharing a glass of wine and socializing they left.
What neither had anticipated was having to deal with Katie. Late one morning, while Bobby was changing bed sheets he spotted Katie walking down the hall toward in his direction.
“Hi,” she called out. “I wondered where you were.”
Her mere presence on this floor surprised him. “Well here I am,” he stated matter of fact. “How can I help you?”
Katie grinned. “What do you mean, how can you help me?”
“Just that; what can I do for you?” The fact that she continued to approach and stare at his flopping shaft had unnerved him. She seemed too confident, and too damn pretty.
By now, they were standing in the hallway facing one another. He had noticed Katie’s focus. It wasn’t on his eyes. He watched as she reached behind and gathered her long blonde hair, freeing it from the elastic band that held the pony tall and shook it free. It fell over her shoulders and gracefully down her back.
“I haven’t seen you in a few weeks,” she said. “God you’re huge.”
Bobby forced a grin. “I guess I should say thanks. I guess.”
Katie grinned, only meeting his eye momentarily. She knelt and watched his cock twitch in its semi-erect state that had become its new normal. The blue diamond-shaped pill kept it continually that way: semi-aroused and leaking. “Somebody is glad to see me,” she said lifting both hands as if to support it. She let out a sigh, “This is truly an amazing thing that Miss Debra did to you.” Lifting it higher she exposed the soft underbelly. It was then that she gasped, “Oh my god!” she said as her eyes moved further down. “Look at those balls!”
Supporting Bobby’s cock with one hand and rhythmically lifting and lowering a cupped hand to feel the size and weight of his balls with the other, she examined his goods. When a long thick drop of pre-cum fell, long and viscous from his yawning cockslit she instinctively opened her mouth and swallowed his massive head.
Bobby lurched backward.
“Present!” she commanded and sprung to her feet.
Bobby slowly lifted his arms overhead.
“Not fast enough,” she said now glaring. There was no hint of play in her words or in her eyes. Something changed and did so almost instantly.
“Put your arms down at your side.” He did. “Present!” she shouted once more.
This time his arms flew to their designated position and he watched Katie smile smugly.
“Much better, slave.” She patted his cheek with the palm of her hand; her words sounding condescending. Katie knelt again. Another drop of the clear liquid leaked out and slowly formed into a droplet on the opened slit. She peered upward. “I’m going to lick this one and you are not to move.” She did.
“I don’t know if this is a good idea.”
Katie stood yet again. “You know what?” She didn’t wait for a response. Instead she grabbed his thickening shaft and gently pinched the swollen vein at the junction where his head and shaft merged. “Your mistress, is that what you call her?”
“Yes Ma’am.”
“Your mistress and I had a nice talk a few weeks ago. She told me all about your surgery; actually she filled in the blanks from what you told me. She also explained why she wanted you this way.” Katie ran the flat of her hand along the bulging shaft and down and around his balls before returning to grip the meaty schlong once more. “She did a great job with this and I’m sure you provide her with a fantastic service, don’t you?”
Bobby looked at her stone-faced.
“I asked you a question slave.”
“Yes ma’am; I do.”
“Well one of the things she told me was how she expected you to behave when around me.” She paused to let her words digest. “Do you know what she said? Do you have any idea at all?”
“That I am to obey you,” he said meekly. There was something in the way she had approached him earlier that triggered some unconscious defensive mechanism. She appeared a little too confident for a young woman he had only met once and that bothered him. She felt dangerous and now she was indeed.
Katie smiled that self-righteous smile again. “And I expect you to obey because I’m going to suck your cock and you are going to stand there like a good boy and watch me.”
Bobby closed and opened his eyes slowly. He had been right about her. “This really isn’t a good idea,” he reiterated, his hands still resting where she told him to put them.
Katie closed the twelve-inch distance between their faces until she pressed mardin escort so near he could feel her breath. “Do you know why your mistress wants you to do what I tell you?”
“No Ma’am.”
“Oh shit Bobby!” she exclaimed. “That’s a frigging lie and you know it.”
Bobby blushed feeling drops of spittle hit his face. He dropped his eyes and spoke. “Because obedience is to be the single highest virtue I am to strive for,” he conceded.
That haughty smile returned and she grabbed his chin, making him look at her. “See, that wasn’t so hard. Now,” she said exhaling deeply. ‘I’m going to kneel and swallow your cock and you are going to watch me. And then I’m going to make all of the cum inside those beautiful balls of yours fill my sweet little mouth. Have I made myself clear,” she paused, “slave?” She emphasized the final word and Bobby felt her sting.
“Yes Ma’am.”
“Oh, and by the way. Since your mistress commanded you to obey me, here’s another order you’re going to obey.” Again she didn’t wait for a response but instead squeezed his tender balls hard. Pain shot from his loins, radiating inward. He winced and bent forward. Katie stared at his reaction unsympathetically. “If your mistress asks you about us, you are going to tell her you saw me and explain to her how amazed I was at your size. You can tell her that I spent a lot of time feeling your shaft and balls – all of which is true. But that is all you are going to tell her.”
“I don’t think that …,” he started to say.
Katie squeezed one testicle with all her strength, making him double over in excruciating pain. “Ahhhhh,” he cried out.
“What are you going to tell Mistress?” she asked, her clasp unrelenting.
He grunted the desired response and only then she release her vice-like grip. “See, why does it have to be so hard with boys?”
And with that she knelt, opened wide and released the dam that her one hand had formed at the base of his head. A thick and continuous flow of pre-cum filled her tongue. Katie couldn’t believe how much oozed from the distended vein but the coating of warm liquid that saturated her tongue felt so very good. After swallowing the sweet tasting juice she opened even wider and took him. Bobby watched in amazement as she engulfed almost his entire eight-inch shaft. Imagining it filling her mouth as well as a good part of her throat his eyes widened. She had taken all of him and did it so easily. God she felt good! He could feel his cock pressing against the back of her throat as she fed herself. Peering upward she glanced into his eyes conveying the satisfying emotion of accomplishment.
After letting the snake free Katie stood and pulled him into one of the spare bedrooms. “I’m going to lie down and you are going to feed me that thing. Get on your knees and present.” She pointed to the side of the bed and then positioned her body supine with her head and neck hyper-extended off and over the side. She hung virtually upside down, her neck contorted back to an extreme. Only then did she motion for him to come. He did. His penis slid in smoothly and kept going in until her bottom row of teeth pressed against his pubis and the steel rings. Katie reached back and gripped his ass, pulling and pushing his hips until he took over with the fucking.
The feeling of him moving so thick and full inside felt better than good. It felt incredible. She had taken her share of cocks in the past but nothing even came close to this monster. The sensation of the hard shaft sliding between tongue and palate was erotic. She could see it in her minds’ eye. She could imagine what it must look like from his vantage point. She inwardly sighed. Feeling him sliding way down her throat felt even better. She craved him even more. She wanted him. Soon he could hear Bobby grunting as his arousal grew. She kept pulling and pushing, pulling and pushing, making sure he kept pace, making sure the strokes remained rapid plunges.
“I can’t hold it much longer Miss Katie,” he gasped. “I need to pull out.” Not only did she feel good, she looked good. Her body remained splayed out on the bed. Firm breasts mounded on her athletic body. Bobby could see the aroused nipples and beyond them her slender waist and shapely legs.
She muffled a sharp ‘no’ as she shook her head to convey the same. Katie gripped his buttocks tightly. Soon she felt his cock suddenly swell and could see the massive testicles pull tight against his shaft just as his body tensed and he let out an audible grunt.
“Agghhh” he groaned and then exploded.
“A huge gush of warm semen shot down her throat. Katie felt its warmth but didn’t taste that first explosion. She quickly rotated onto her stomach and grabbed hm, letting only his head remain inside. Releasing her grip, another surge of white cream overwhelmed her orifice, cum spilled onto the carpet below. She swallowed the remainder and did so just as another upsurge of cream gorged her mouth to overflowing. Katie swallowed again and Bobby came again, and then again and again. Finally the pulsating gushes slowed after what must have been ten deluges of the hot milky-white cream. Katie swallowed all he gave. She kept pumping and sucking, her cheeks drawn inward; craving every bit of seed he fed her sweet mouth.
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