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 Jim's story After the first visit to John, when Sodome determinedly split
her leg open to his men stare, Raven knew her destiny.  He used her as a
bait to convince Jim to join his house as a team leader.  He had like his
attitude and the very fact that he had belonged to her will help completely
remove Sodome resistance.  Raven needed another group leader for his house.
He had finished building new rooms to house the new slaves that kept coming
to him.  He called Jim to arrange a meeting.  Jim did not trust Raven but
Raven promise to deliver a fawning Sodome got him hooked.  Remembering his
sperm flowing all other Sodome face in Raven presence, Jim accepted the
lunch invitation.

   Sitra, almost bare except for flimsy underwear delineating her sex and
breast, greeted Jim at the door.  Taking my hand, she kissed it with a deep
curtsy that gilded the feminine curves of her bosom.  Taking the clue of my
gaze, she put my hand on her breast to welcome my caress.  Her flesh, soft,
warm and elastic, responded to my touch.  Her tits hardened in my palm. 
Some self inhibition blocked my impulse to taste her crack.  I figured such
an activity would be more pleasurable in another setting.  Seeing myself
appeased, she invited me to follow her wigging posterior through the house.
Sweating, from the effort to overcome my inhibition, I sent my palm toward
the enticing roundness.  She graciously stopped to let me fully explore all
her nooks.  Her genuine and wetness instantly harden my cock to a rocky
state in my pants.  She would let me fuck her right there, except that it
could be uncivil from Raven point of view.  I refrained from acting like
the pussy hungry poor guy I was.  With regret I relinquished her tempting
areas.  She ushered me to a table set for two and invite me to sit on a
chair before offering a drink.  I accepted an orange juice from her hands.
Standing at my side, legs parted enough to let the protuberance of her sex
emerge from the junction of her thigh, surrounded by lacy garters, she
presented a picture of ideal easy female.  The small triangle of pubic hair
above the wide line separating her labia captured my attention.  My eyes
glued to her slit I felt rude.  I looked at her face.  My eyes found her
licking her lips with the tip of her tongue in an inviting smile.  I took a
gulp of the drink.  The temptation to fuck her right now gained intensity
but my cock buried into her pussy may look uncivil if Raven barged in. 
Hopefully a better occasion will come later.  The confinement of my dick
hurt.  Noticing my difficulty she kneeled at my feet to adjust it inside my
boxer, a thrilling operation!  This place looked like paradise.  To soothe
my uncertainty Sitra added that I could taste her now or after business.  I
decided to finish business first.  Raven walked in a little bit after to
prove the wisdom of my choice.  Greeting him with my cock deep inside Sitra
pussy may have been embarrassing.  Sitra served an excellent lunch.  He
explained the tasks he requested from a group leader, citing Sitra example,
to demonstrate the quality of the training his maids received.  He captured
my interest with the stories of Sodome submissions stunt during her visits
at his house.  Her intense willingness to bottom, symptom of her entrance
into submissive space, lead her to show more than she was requested to.  In
her actual mind set giving control motored her and the intensity of her
body reaction drove her.  Raven team guides her along this path.  He
planned to restrain step by step her freedom on her own body finally
forcing her into long lasting signs of her new condition.  The powerful
turn on heaped on her by quite innocent undressing will soon absorb any
thrill from a dominating position driving her into an attention crave which
will persuaded her that her mahout controlled the path toward satisfaction.
At that point, ripe for anything they would enjoy doing to her, her person
will enlighten the house for everybody benefit.  Learning the process used
by Raven to establish the slave master relationship provided a secondary
benefit.  In his view four month training will perfectly coach me to assume
my new responsibilities.  Sodome should know nothing about our deal.  In
her new position at Raven I will be a guest and a previous slave of her. 
His demand, that I should be available for his sexual fancy as well,
appeared as a negative of the deal.  The unlimited access to pussy,
especially Sodome's, made me drool.  Being so involved in one single place
scares me.  My job and living quarters in Raven hands will turn me into his
dependent.  Anyway I could never get by myself such plentiful access to
pussy.  After I tasted that, he will be my Master, my first real one.  If I
was to disagree with him I will be very lonely and depressed but my savings
will provide for an extended period of idleness while recovering.  Having
my Master fucking me sounded much better than Sodome offering me to Rofad
or forcing me to suck men's asses while she was giving herself to them,
although it scared me.  Here, the worst humiliation will fall on females
and thrusting into the juicy exposed cunt will be my job.  Risking the pain
of abandonment from him look worth it.  I could even buy an apartment for
my security.  I wonder how to put this new experience on my resume.  Group
leader would do but I will have to figure out how not to mention that
servile females composed the group.  Well I will see to that later.  No
professional argument would make me pass my chance to gorge on pussy,
especially Sodome's.  Giving a spirited yes to Raven proposal, I walked
around the table to kiss his feet.  He impelled me to drop my pants. 
Blushing I obeyed his demand and spread my ass cheeks for Sitra to spread
some lube on the hole.  The taste of his manhood brings a peculiar
sensation, distinct from any men I had let there before.  Forging deep
inside me he unraveled tingling sensation to my belly and induce my dick in
a rock hard state.  Bringing me to the edge of a new interest rendered me
aware of the nature of Sodome need.  To seal the deal I was to be available
for him every day the following week between five and six.  Sheepishly I
pulled my pants back up on the way to my seat, convinced that after
witnessing this treatment Sitra will not let me inside her.  I brushed the
though apart.  I kissed Raven hand with fervor to salute him.  Sitra, as
obsequious as if Raven never fucked me, toured me through the house that
day.  The library supplies the perfect environment for putting my dick into
her.  Her smooth tight hole proved an idyllic place to shoot my load after
the promise of the day and the complete attention of her lips.  Everyday of
that week I gave Raven his dues and emptied myself into Sitra perfect cunt
leaving little energy for sex at Sodome place.  Jim witness Sodome in both
places I left my job to spend my day at Raven while returning to Sodome at
night.  Witnessing her diminishing disinterest for domination and her
amazing arousal in submissive moment came as a strong shock.  The contrast
of her attitude at home and Raven thrilled me for the all period. 
Watching, on supplicant day, through a large false mirror in the dining
room, the sexual energy she exuded came as a revelation.  The nude dinner
offered at her home in company of her old crowd, augmented by some new
individual chosen by John, spiced the time until she will be at my
disposal. After her definitive submission fucking her, blind folded, I
encountered the extreme potentiality of her cunt freely giving itself. 
Finally ready to take my place, Raven discovered my presence to Sodome on
the day of her punishment.

   The next Wednesday at John's group meeting, John introduced Jim to the
full group, as a new group leader in training.  Sodome and Fella, a
pleasure slave, will be available for him while still reporting to John
until Jim came up to speed, probably in two month.  Ella walked to Jim
finishing on all four kissing his feet.  Jim petted her head.  She
straightened herself, still on her knee, to unbuckle her skirt.  She pulled
it up above her head.  Her Venus mound, driven by her rotating hips moving
with invite, beckoned Jim attention.  Holding on his hand, she stood, kiss
it and put it under the thin strap of her panties.  He pushed the fabric
apart to comfortably play with her labia.  She dropped them to her knee
offering the complete juncture of her legs to his eyes.  Her little, dark
and curly patch of hair shaped into another triangle, above the one bulging
at the top of her legs, finished where her cleft started.  A little bit
inside her cleft, her clit large rose button appeared, in the middle of the
labia ajar, as big as an orange seed.  Jim dick, fully erected, pushed out
of his fly.  Two of his fingers, traveling deep into her, bend her knees
and shape her lips in a blowing circle.  Sodome, mortified by the sight of
Fella submission dance, forgot the lash subsequent to her gaze on this part
of Fella anatomy.  Fella looked so cheap and pathetic abasing herself for
Jim, amazed of the circumstances that will soon constraint her own bump to
gyrate for him.  This was silly.  How could her hormone so stupidly drive
her into such a piteous style?  Fella was done, her turn.  Nauseated by the
act her situation bound her to perform, Sodome could not move.  She was
limp.  Even the memory of her submission to him the previous week under the
fear of his retaliations could not unlock her muscle.  The emotions
stirring her interiors blocked any control.  John call on her to bring her
sorry ass in front of him as quick as possible meant two extra whack for
delaying.  His tone got at her.  The evocation of the fire of his whip
erase Jim image as her submissive.  Raven slap in her face also surfaced
back to remind her of her actual complete powerlessness.  Here she obeyed
and like it or not, heretofore, Jim mastered her.  How did she forget that!
Resistance worsens matters and amuses them.  Raven designated Jim for his
substitute.  She had known the previous night without connecting all the
consequences.  She better think of his hardening organ when his gaze will
browse the legs spread for him.  Again humiliation turned on the spigot of
her cavern.  She despised herself at the moisture going out of her.  He
will see it.  It will make him happy.  John call on her again adding a
compelling sign to immediately present her bottom for punishment.  Well
drilled, she reacted to the sign, otherwise she was excluded for one week,
going on her knee her head on the floor presenting her ass cheek for Jim to
use as he sees fit.  Jim took down her trims and stocking.  His hand,
sliding along her intimate lines among her thigh, figured out the propriety
of her mood.  Raven word, which in Sodome state the worst treatment got
them even hotter, proved so practical.  He tickled her clit amazed that she
eagerly seeks his finger, free access to Sodome intimacy, at last!  First
of all the whip will make sure she will comply faster next time.  The
blood, beating powerfully, projected his fully extended organ in front of
the set of subdued females, rewarding his male identity.  The actual
abundance of wet, willing pussies turned a pulsing penis into an asset.  He
strolled around parading his intensely alive rod for their admiring faces.
In no hurry to get any further he tasted the fulfillment of a well attended
hardness.  Sodome creamy and curvaceous ass cheeks, on the block, waiting
for his act, enhanced the marvelous glow of his cock.  Raven wisdom had
convinced her of the goodness of doing his bidding.  He secures in his hand
a long riding crop.  He stands at her back and raise the instrument in the
air.  He releases his hand with energy, targeting the center of her butt,
which still harbor some mark from the previous whipping.  The dark sound of
the whack on her skin contrast the high pitch of her scream.  She counted.
Her screaming and counting reaction touch his turgescence until the end of
the abuse.  Now his throbbing cock, sitting in the charming embrace of her
warm mouth, absorbed the magnificence from a well administrated lapping of
his penis while his eyes detail a succession of curvaceous body taking her
chastisement.  He luxuriated in reserving his sperm for a planned evening
encounter with her moistest attributes.

   At nine thirty Sodome's collar buzz her out of bed to reach the phone.
Jim voice summoned her to his room.  Her dreams of a tongue expertly
exalting her bud quickly put aside, she donned her trims and garter belt
for the trek.  Jim waited for her alone.  On her knee, begging his pardon,
Sodome apologized for her lack of spontaneity in her presentation at the
meeting.  Pointing to the absolving narrow groves crossing her bottom.  He
thanks her for the punishment acceptance, added his expectation for a
better attitude in the future and absolved her for any past offense.  Would
she now concentrate on playing his game and stand?  Turning around her, he
removes trims and stocking to denude her completely.  She reacts to his
finger's contact with a voluptuous wave of her skin.  The last piece of
garment removed, he sat on his chair while his eyes move along her
fascinating beauty.  Her belly dance values her most feminine aspect. 
Still, his uncertainty about the stability of her submissive state stopped
his organ to reach the firmly erect state of the afternoon.  Ordering her
around, endlessly, test her total abandon to his whim.  His casual voice,
demanding higher arms, new angles, separated labia's, a wiggling butt, a
pinched tit or a smile, produce an immediate compliance and a mood of being
his thing.  His words go directly to her muscles.  He is her brain she is
his whish, here only to turn the flow from his mouth into a physical
reality.  He binds her to his word until her abandon settled in his mind.
He relishes the itch from his flimsy cock, pulsing intensely before
signaling her the instant for intimate contact.  His crooked finger
pointing to his organ, directed her to his left side.  Her back bent in
front of him brought her lips within reach of his pole.  The full globes of
her bosom, topped by large brown tits, bobble under the gravity.  He palms
delicately her erected nipple.  Her striated butts hang close to his face.
His other hands brushes her clitoris.  She humped greedily his limb. 
Amazed by her arousal in such a situation her pushes his dick against her
mouth in search of its best thrills.  She craved domination.  The
glistening aspect around her deep hole, breaking the smoothness of her
creamy ass cheek behind her parted leg, jerk his cock inside her mouth,
which unflappable attention conveyed the quivering serenity of his manhood
one step higher.  From times to times a peak in his plateau, from an
inspired lap of her tongue, reverberate in a strong pinch on her right
nipple, which makes her contract and moan.  The peaceful energy of his cock
takes over her belly for a sparkle of ecstasy.  The jealousy, tainted of
humiliated anger, common in her head's giving past has turn into intense
pleasure.  His skin tastes like a familiar food.  Her widely open jaw
smoothly offers to his dome the top of her palate at the end of her throat.
By the magic of her new mind set, the rubbing on her deep throat,
titillates instead of gagging.  Sucking him, an opportunity instead of
mortification, numerous other situations are more embarrassing, has become
a pure giving which feed back into her.  Searching for his pleasure, the
proper place in her mouth, she enhances his glow as much as possible.  His
trekking fingers easily occupy her dilated hole.  Her obedient mouth
parallels the cadence of his fingers, molding her feeding cavity, around
his cock.  His fingers, butting against the back wall of her burrow,
attracts the deep of her throat to his dome as long as they tickle her
depth.  She moves back up to surround his dome with her lips when the
fingers reach her entrance.  He tickled the back wall of her vagina.  The
tip of his cock rubbed against her throat.  His finger slides leisurely out
flexing and straitening along the way.  His phallus crosses at the same
speed the frontier of her sucking lips, for a delicious traversal of her
active lips while her tongue shifts along his rod.  He circled her entrance
with a light pressure of his finger.  The tip of her tongue grazed around
the wide dome of her master.  His increased pressure against the overheated
gate strengthened her tongue's contact, spread over the sensitive front of
his cock.  His moves concentrate on one half of her.  Her tongue cradles
the back of his shaft.  His perfect control of the stimulation appeases any
doubt left.  His cock, source of immense satisfaction, reaches another step
in the path toward satisfaction.  His relaxed body bathes in her attention.
Her swollen organs clamor her wants for his permission to explode.  The
passion of her suck lay as her only credit!  What an amazing business!  His
dick, tasting the offerings from her mouth, became jealous of the silky
quality of his finger surrounding.  His pelvis pushing his cock slowly in
and out of her head suffuse the pleasure everywhere in his body up to the
muscles under his foot, now shaking to the squeeze of her reception.  His
moan resonates in her belly.  Sucking him massages her clit as in self
sucking.  His finger leaves a trail of titillation on her silky membrane.
Her passion calls for more, faster.  His cock agitates in her mouth
exposing his need to initiate the movement.  Letting it slip out she asks:
"Sir, would you enjoy fucking my mouth?" "A very nice idea, beauty."
Kneeling, arms on her head and mouth open, she groans from the fullness of
his phallus, slowly moving in and out, from her lips to her deep throat. 
"Honey, your throat vibrates splendidly.  Thank you." Holding her head in
his hands he pounds faster and stronger against the combination of passive
warmth and active licking.  Her energy adjusts to his speed.  He founds his
rhythm in and out of her.  On his way out slight touch from her tongue sent
shivers up to his tight.  At the end, the pulse of her throat provides a
sweet embrace for his dick's head, until the smell of her depth on his
finger recalls other capabilities.  The time for a direct contact with her
feminity had come.  He marks on her back the code requesting access to her
intimacy.  Standing graciously, she turns around and bend, hands on her
knee.  Leaning on the arm chair for balance she donates her extremely eager
insides to his lust.  One easy push brings his cock to the back wall.  His
hands hold her shoulders.  His fulfilling manhood burns like a whip deep
inside her, an effect his cock never had in the past.  Overcome by her own
sensations, she screeched.  He bites her neck.  She screams.  He reminds
her of her pledge to serve.  She must give full attention to her vagina now
that her Master fills it.  The image of his cock buried in her lower belly
top her mind.  His thrusts accelerate, synchrone to her need.  Opening to
welcome his way in and closing on his way out to retain the most of him,
she bathes in the frantic movement of his dick, so ready to let go.  He
whispers to her ear: "Just wait for me, let me enjoy this fantastic
instrument you made into being so we can cum together." She molt inside. 
He can be so romantic at time.  Waiting, only waiting, she bathes in the
delicious torture of carefully enhance his pleasure, which assign her
satisfaction in second place.  Her master has beaten patience into her
skin. His torrid tempo went up inducing a rotation from her hips to cradle
his organ into a higher plateau.  Breathing like after a long run, she
relishes the tingling taste emanating from his body, employing without
reserve her burrow.  Her energy level keeps going up but her resources are
now scant.  He felt so loved inside her.  Well anchored in the realm of
perpetual orgasm, ready for culmination he discovers thrilling links
between his dick and other body parts instead of exploding.  The endless
message of love, from her skin's palpitations, flow into him like water,
which transports the velvety caress of her membrane everywhere in his belly
and his limbs.  A vibration starts on the back of his thigh and move behind
his balls, gathering momentum all along the traversal of his virility, to
permeate Sodome's flesh through some love medium.  He explodes when the
wave is reflected in a scintillation of her intimate embrace.  It goes on
and on, each new peak surprising him, going in reverse direction from the
inside of his flesh toward the outside.  Synchronized upon some passional
electricity, he feels her sensation going back into him, as clearly as his,
irradiating her.  The ecstasy behind them, he wants to curl up with her but
he his training taught him to keep enough distance with your team and he
send her back to her room.