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 Ella's Story-2-Taboo Motel

   By billy69boy

   (In collaboration with my dear friend Ella)

   It seemed like forever as I waited for Ella, my sweet young "Sex Slave"
(as she referred to herself) to emerge from the motel bathroom.  She was
wearing the sexiest black negligee that I had ever seen...or maybe the
negligee was merely ordinary, and it was actually Ella who wore it so
exceptionally well.  Either way, she was a vision from heaven, and I found
myself grinning like someone who had just won the lottery.

   She walked confidently towards me, blushing a bit but smiling, and she
twirled around in front of me, her long hair flying around behind her as
she spun.  She threw her head back gleefully, her bright blue eyes
sparkling with pure joy.

   "So, what do you think?" she asked me, as she pirouetted for me in slow
motion.  I was astonished beyond speech: she had put on make-up for me for
the first time ever, and she was even more alluring and captivating than I
could have ever imagined.  She appeared to be very grown up, and she made
me forget momentarily that she was as young as she was.

   Recognizing that I was unable to respond to her question, at least
temporarily, she abruptly dropped onto my lap, turned my face towards hers
and kissed me full on the lips.  The heat from her nearly naked body
quickly penetrated my shocked state, and I responded to her kiss in kind.
My head swirled with emotion, as I clearly decided I was the luckiest man
to have ever lived.

   After several minutes of hot lips and tongue dancing, Ella finally
pulled back and let out an audible sigh.  She hugged me tenderly, as an air
of calm came over her.

   "Oh, this is just how I've always imagined it would be," she said rather
dreamily, "just you and me with no hurry and nothing to worry about." I
smiled and nodded in agreement, silently hoping she was right about having
nothing to worry about, and content to have this precious treasure sitting
on my lap.  The blissful moment ended abruptly, as Ella jumped off, stood
in front of me, arms stretched out to each side:

   "So, what do you want to do to me first, Sir?" she asked
enthusiastically, "your wish is my command!"

   THE DOOR

   Oh my god, I thought, I had so many scenarios racing around in my mind,
and I didn't know where to begin.  All I knew was we had several days and
nights to do whatever we wanted.  Ella decided to help:

   "Well, you know I am your Sex Slave, like I told you before.  You also
know I get completely turned on thinking about being tied up, so maybe we
could start there," she suggested, sticking her hands out in front of her,
as if expecting me to throw a pair of handcuffs on her immediately.  (In
one of our earlier discussions online, she told me that once she had walked
in on her parents watching a porn movie, when she was 8 or 9 years old. 
Even though her mother quickly turned it off, Ella remembered seeing a
scene where a woman was naked and tied to a chair.  It had stuck indelibly
in her mind ever since.)

   "Not so fast, er...Slave Girl," I answered in my most deep and
'Masterful' tone of voice.  She giggled at my attempt at humor, as I got up
and moved to one of the suitcases on the bed.  I quickly produced a satiny
black blindfold that matched her outfit, and put it into place.

   "Ooooh!  Kinky!" she responded, as I took hold of her wrists and cuffed
them together with soft restraints.  She giggled again, and shuddered in
excitement.  I sat her down in the chair, and helped her get into a pair of
impossibly high heels, also in matching black, and then I helped her to her
feet.  She wobbled as she walked toward the bathroom, with my help.  Her
legs were like rubber, and she put me in mind of a newborn calf, struggling
to stand up for the first time.

   Once inside, I closed the door behind us.  The restraints around her
wrists had a metal ring attached, and as I gently pushed her body against
the door, I raised her arms and hooked the ring onto the coat hook at the
top of the door.

   "Oh, please Sir, do what you must!  I've been a very bad girl!" she
said, playing her role for me.  I didn't hesitate: I began to kiss her on
the lips and down her neck, as I massaged her body with my hands.  She
groaned, and encouraged me to have my way with her.  I lifted up her
nightgown and squeezed her already perky breasts and pinched her hard
nipples, causing her to swoon and buckle her knees momentarily.  I followed
the contour of her young body with both hands until I reached her flimsy
silk panties.  Teasingly, I traced my finger over top of her panties,
outlining her trembling mound and putting pressure on her moist slit,
causing her to gasp audibly.  Instinctively, she spread her legs wider.  I
found her clit, and flicked it vigorously, delighting in how it made her
legs shudder so rapidly.

   Reaching around behind her back, I slipped each of my hands under the
elastic at her legs, and slowly stuffed the slick material of her panties
deep into her ass crack, which caused the front piece to press against her
swollen pussy, eliciting a long, low moan from my 'slave'.  Finally, I
moved my fingers around to the front of her panties, and squeezed the
material into her slit, splitting her tender folds in two.  I knew she was
getting aroused, as her pussy was soaking wet, and on fire!  After I pulled
up on the waistband, making sure the panties were as deeply embedded
between her legs as possible, I moved my hands back behind her and massaged
her tight ass cheeks while I kissed her mouth passionately.  Perspiration
had formed above her upper lip, even though the room temperature was cool.

   "Oh, Master, your punishment is so cruel," she whispered in mock
seriousness, goading me on.  I began to rub my hand over her cunt, cupping
it and squeezing, as the panty material trapped in her crevices irritated
her in a most exquisite manner.  More gasps from my slave girl told me that
she was getting more and more turned on.  I knelt down before her, and
gingerly peeled her panties down her legs, helping her to finally step out
of them, and causing her some relief.

   Before I could continue with my 'torture' of her private parts, we heard
her phone ring in the bedroom!  I quickly inched the door open, and I ran
in and retrieved it.  I unhooked her hands from the top of the door and
handed the phone to her.  She put it to her ear.

   "Oh, hi mom...yeah, we're good...oh just hanging around, you know? 
Trying on some outfits, and putting on make-up, stuff like that.  How was
your flight to Vegas, did you make it okay?  Good!  You sound a little
tipsy, ha-ha!  No, that's okay, mom...that's kind of what weekends away are
for, of course.  Ha-ha, yeah, that's what they say, right?  'Whatever
happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas,' yeah I heard that one before...okay
then, mom, just be safe!  (Giggle) Well, thanks for looking in on me, and
tell daddy I love him too...have fun...okay, bye!"

   She hung up and passed me her phone.  I was impressed by her cool
composure under pressure.  She never even took off the blindfold!  She just
held her hands up for me to re-hook her to the door, and resumed her
stance.

   "Now, where were we?" she declared, not missing a beat.  I leaned over
and kissed her, and lowered my head to her still firm nipples, taking each
one into my mouth, gently licking and sucking them until I knew I had her
full attention once again.  As I continued to fondle her perky tits with
one hand, my other hand slid down between her legs, freed as they were now
that she was no longer wearing her panties.  Remembering how I watched her
fit all four of her fingers into her pussy during our webcam sessions, I
made it my mission to see if I could duplicate her results.  Using just my
middle finger first, I easily penetrated her slick entrance, causing her to
groan with pleasure.  Finger number two followed shortly thereafter, and
her knees twitched slightly.  She struggled to remain upright while she
balanced on her heels.  I smiled to myself, thinking it was definitely
worth the price of those shiny black pumps, as I enjoyed watching her do
her best to master them.  It made me increase my penetration inside her
moist virginal mound, until she got all worked up and expressed her
excitement in words:

   "Yes, Master, YES!  Oh that feels so fucking good!  OOOOOH!  Finger-fuck
me Sir!  OH YES!  JUST LIKE THAT!  Er...I mean...PUNISH me, Master, make me
pay for my naughty thoughts and my sinful ways!" she implored.  This little
speech of hers aroused me to no end, and I increased the speed and
intensity of her finger-fucking.  She was taking two fingers to the hilt
with no problem, so I added a third finger to the mix, and really jammed my
hand into her: if she kept asking for more, I figured I'd give it to her.
By now, she was writhing steadily, and thrusting her pelvis forward against
my hand.  I ordered her to spread her legs wider, and that's when I added
my fourth finger deep inside her smooth young pussy.  I really dug deep
into her, trying to stimulate her G-spot with my longest fingers.  I was
amazed that she stood up and took all I had: I couldn't believe I watched
all my knuckles disappear into her body, with only my thumb exposed.

   As I continued to stretch and abuse her spasming cunt, her breath got
heavy, and she grew silent, just concentrating on the intense fingering she
was receiving, and getting ready to explode in orgasm.  I felt her love
muscles expanding and contracting more frenetically, until she stood up
straight, the backs of her knees slamming into the bathroom door, and her
head swung back and forth as she bravely withstood her manual manipulation.
I didn't stop finger-fucking her until the last bit of movement left her
body, and she slowly slumped down as far as the clothes hook would allow. I
didn't know if she actually passed out, but it was all I could do the lift
her up and off the hook, and help her back to the bed.

   THE BED

   I was really impressed with how much vigorous stimulation she was able
to handle, but then a fearful thought crossed my mind that I should have
thought about before any Dom/sub role playing began: the safe word!  Wow,
it had been so long ago since I last did any B & D role playing, that I had
forgotten about agreeing on a safe word.  I went over to the cooler for
some drinks, and then sat next to her on the bed.

   "I'm sorry, Ella, I forgot about a most important thing when playing
like we are," I began my explanation.

   Ella slowly rolled over and accepted the can of iced tea I offered to
her, sitting up slightly:

   "What are you talking about, you're sorry?" she said, sounding rather
irritated, "that was the best fucking orgasm EVER!!"

   I smiled, but I went on to explain to her that it's important for the
two people role playing to establish a 'safe' word, so the Dom knows when
the sub has reached her limit.  She seemed to understand clearly enough, so
we agreed we would use the old standby word: "Uncle".  When things got too
rough for her, she merely had to say "Uncle", and I would stop.  Who knows,
if we had agreed on a word before our intense fingering session, she might
have been inclined to use it before I had almost my entire hand inside her,
pounding the daylights out of her cunt.

   With that little detail taken care of, our focus switched to another
subject: that of my stiff shaft bobbing between my legs.  "I would be very
grateful if you would fuck me with that weapon of yours, Master," she
reminded me.
"I know you would, my precious love slave, and it will happen, but not
yet.  Part of your punishment will be to deny you the pleasure you crave,
or at least to delay it," I explained, "but I am not the one to be punished

here, so I desire you to make me cum in any manner I choose."

   "Of course, Master, whatever you like!" came her reply, "but I do have
one request, if I may, Sir." I nodded towards her.  "Please Sir; stop
calling me syrupy names like 'honey', 'sweetheart', 'darling' and
'precious'...YUCK!  Too sickening sweet!  I want you to talk dirty to
me...that's right, I want to be abused verbally as well as physically by
you.  I am nothing but a common whore, a filthy slut, a cum vessel, a no
good piece of..."

   "Whoa, whoa!  I get it sweeth...I mean...little bitch!" I responded.

   "Okay good then!" she answered, and we both laughed.

   "Now, you little cocksucker, sit up on the side of the bed!" I
commanded. She rose immediately, and put both feet flat on the floor in
front of me.  Her high heels had been abandoned, and I couldn't really
blame her.  I stood between her legs, with my twitching erection inches
from her face.  As she opened her mouth, I took a step backward.

   "No, not that!  I want you to jerk me off into your mouth while I
watch," I instructed.  "Now wrap your hand around my shaft and start
pumping." I had just thought of this at the spur of the moment, and it was
already amusing to watch her disappointed face, as her mouth kept opening
involuntarily, only to be denied.  She dutifully pumped my cock back and
forth, and I knew it would only be a matter of seconds before I would cum.

   "It's almost time: now lean forward, keep your mouth open wide and stick
your tongue out," I instructed, "we'll see just how much of a cum
receptacle you really are!"

   As she stepped up her strokes, I steadied myself by placing my hands on
her shoulders.  I could feel my balls roiling, and my spunk welling up
inside, and I knew I wouldn't be able to hold back much longer.

   "Hold your tongue just under my cock head: I want to watch my cum flow
over your tongue and fill your mouth up...but just keep your mouth open and
don't swallow, do you hear me, you cum-loving little jizz drinker?" I
commanded, as she shook her head frantically.

   "Here it comes!" I announced, and I reveled at the sight of my sticky
offering spurting on her tongue and into her open mouth.  I could see that
she was struggling to keep herself from swallowing, and I could tell her
mouth was filling up rapidly.  When the last of my sperm left my body, I
stepped back and leaned over.

   "Let me see in your mouth," I said, and she opened wide, trying hard not
to gag or to lose any of my precious nectar.  "Good!  Very good indeed! 
Now lean forward." I stepped in closer, and took her head into my hands.  I
laid my still semi-hard cock on her tongue, and slowly plunged it deep into
her mouth.  "Okay, cum slut, you can swallow now," I said, as I filled her
mouth with my meat stick.  She struggled to swallow her mouthful of cum,
gagging as she did so, her eyes watering as she accomplished her task.  I
held her head in my hands and kept my softening cock deep in her mouth
until she stopped choking, and then I demanded that she lick my shaft
clean. I found myself getting more and more into my role, and it was clear
that she was enjoying her role as well.  She seemed to relish any new
challenge I could come up with, and I admired her determination to 'please
her Master', as it were.

   We sat next to each other on the bed, holding hands and sipping our
drinks while we decided what to do next.  "I think I should be punished for
coughing Sir, and for almost spilling your precious seed," she suggested.

   "Oh?  And what sort of punishment do you think might be appropriate?" I
asked.

   "I need to be spanked!" she shot back without hesitation.  Remarkably,
it was one of the 'games' I had conjured up in my mind just for this
occasion.

   "Okay, but you will end up with a red ass," I warned.

   "Yes!" she answered, grinning from ear to ear.

   I stood up and went to my suitcase full of 'accessories', and pulled out
a length of rope.

   "You're gonna beat me with a rope??" she asked, screwing her face up.

   "No, no, honey...I mean...my lusty wench!" The rope is just to secure
your hands to the bedposts, so they don't get in the way of your spanking,
and end up getting you into more trouble.  I placed two bed pillows in the
middle of the bed and instructed her to lie face down on the bed, with the
pillows elevating her hips.  Once situated, I tied the rope around the two
posts at the head of the bed, and secured her wrists.  I took my place
standing next to the bed, in line with her raised bottom, looking so sexy
and vulnerable.

   "Maybe this will teach you not to cough in the future when your mouth is
full of my cum!" I declared, as my open hand came down and made contact
with her soft tender buttocks.  SLAP!  Her body twitched a bit, but she
offered no other reaction.  SLAP!!  A little harder this time, but still
nothing.  SLAP!  SLAP!  SLAP!!  Three swift smacks with some real power
behind them, and all I received for my efforts was a loud sigh of
disappointment.

   "What's the matter, my sweet...er...slut?"

   "Sorry Sir, but I'm not really feeling it, if you know what I
mean...don't you have anything else you can use besides your hand?  I want
to feel a...sting," she explained, as she wiggled her butt in anticipation.
Hmmm, I thought, I really hadn't anticipated needing a whip or
anything...oh wait!  Perhaps she might appreciate the black leather belt
that I held my pants up with.  I got up to retrieve it, and as I pulled it
out of my belt loops the rattling of the buckle got her attention.  She
turned towards me, smiling.

   "Mmmmmm!  That's more like it!" she said excitedly, "let me have it, and
don't hold back!" I was actually rather taken aback by her apparent
enthusiasm for a proper spanking.  Truth be told, I'm not really all that
much into spanking as a turn-on, so I figured I'd give her a taste of it,
and then we could move on to other scenes I wanted to try.

   I walked towards her, and folded the belt in half, gripping the buckle
and the end of the belt in my hand.  THWACK!  I laid one on her without
warning.

   "Oh!"

   THWACK!  The second one was somewhat harder, leaving a pink mark on her
teenage ass.

   "Mmmmm!" was her reaction.

   THWACK!  THWACK!  THWACK!  I laid into her with some serious authority,
convinced that she would have had enough after that.

   "OH GOD YES, SIR!  Like that!  Do it just like that, only a little
harder if you have the strength!" she answered, challenging my abilities.
Not to be outdone by my sassy little plaything, I steadied myself, and
swung the belt over my head and brought it down on her clenched bottom with
full force, 4, 5, 6 times in succession before easing up, knowing that she
had to have reached her outermost limit.  I waited a few seconds for her
response:

   "That's all you've got??"

   Wow, I thought, she was definitely goading me on, and I vowed to give
her what she wanted.  I reached between her legs and wasn't surprised to
find her tight pussy drenched with her slippery girl juice.  I plunged two
fingers into her eager snatch, and pumped them deep inside her.  She gasped
in delight, wiggling her bum defiantly.  I removed my well-lubricated
fingers from her cunt, and touched her lips with them.  That caught her
attention at least, and she instinctively opened her mouth.  I slid my
fingers into her hot mouth, and she eagerly sucked them clean, giggling as
she did so.

   By now, I was surprised to notice that my cock had come back to life
with a vengeance.  Apparently, I was wrong about not getting excited about
spanking.  Something clicked inside me, and I was determined to bring this
young defiant girl to her limit.  I stood by her side and whipped her red
ass with my belt, one whack after another, only this time, I didn't count
strokes.  I just kept them coming for several minutes.  Now it was I who
perspired, as I put all my might into whipping her sweet ass for several
long minutes.  Her face was pressed into the bed, and she offered no words
or other reactions.  She just quietly took all I had.  When I stopped to
catch my breath, she turned her head towards me after a minute or two, and
said defiantly:

   "I didn't hear anybody say "Uncle!"

   That did it!  I raised the belt up over my head, and I heard her giggle,
even as her voice was muffled by the mattress.  WHACK!!  I spanked her ass
as hard as I could for, I swear, a good ten minutes straight, before she
finally began to stir.

   "Okay, I'm good now." SMACK!

   "Hey, you can stop now!" THWACK!!

   "YOWL!  Oh shit...sorry...UNCLE!!"

   Finally, I could stop.  I was exhausted.  I never expected to have to
work so hard to please my Sex Slave, but a Master's gotta do what a
Master's gotta do!

   "Could I get up now, Sir?  I really have to pee bad!" she asked.  As I
untied her wrists, I noticed her ass cheeks were crimson red, and I
wondered if they would be back to normal in time for her stay with her
girlfriend.  I didn't want her to have to explain anything to anyone.

   "You may go to the bathroom, but you have to do as I say," I told her
firmly.

   "Oh yes Sir!" came her enthusiastic reply.  I followed her in, noticing
that she walked quite gingerly, softly rubbing her bottom.

   "Now, step into the shower," I ordered, as she looked at me like I had
two heads.  "That's right honey...er...whore!" I said, correcting myself.
"Spread your legs and put your hands up and hold onto the shower head."

   Once in position, I began to finger her pussy vigorously, until she
wiggled and squirmed under my power.  I could sense that she was getting
impatient with me, even as she was being turned on by my rough fingering.

   "Sir, I do have to pee, remember?  You said I could!" She reminded me,
even as I frigged her cunt even harder.

   "Yes my love, er...DAMMIT!  Yes my cum slut, you may pee whenever you
are ready," I told her.

   "Huh?  Oh...OH, SIR!  OH GOD, I'm getting ready to cum Sir...you knew
it, didn't you?  Oh my, it feels so...OH!  OH YES!!"

   She was beside herself, dancing and tip-toeing in the shower as she held
onto the shower head, trying to steady herself.  All of a sudden, she
released her bladder, even as she jerked and spasmed in orgasmic ecstasy,
her hot liquid drenching my hand, as I continued to finger her cunt as she
peed uncontrollably:

   "OH GOD!  OH GOD!  OH HOLY SHIT!  OH FUCK!!  Oh Master!  That was...that
was amazing!" she declared as she finished both peeing and cumming at the
same time, turned towards me, and fell into my arms.  I just smiled, and
silently congratulated myself for coming up with such a novel scenario on
the spur of the moment.

   After a long embrace and a few deep kisses, I turned on the water, and
we took a well-earned shower together.  We soaped each other up, and
laughed and frolicked like the two lucky people we knew we were.  We were
living life to the fullest, and we definitely enjoyed each other's company.
As we took turns drying each other off, Ella couldn't stop smiling.

   "What's next, Master?"

   THE DESK

   I led her out of the bathroom and placed a folded blanket on the desk. I
patted the blanket, and she knew to jump up on the desk without further
instruction.  I laid her down flat, and brought my accessory bag closer.  I
pulled out a long length of thick, coarse rope, eliciting a mock gasp from
my young sex slave.

   "Oh no, not the rope!  You're not going to tie me up and have your way
with me, are you, cruel Master?" she exclaimed playfully.  I didn't
respond, as I tied one end of the rope to the desk leg, and began wrapping
it around her naked body.  I started just above her already firm tits,
around underneath the desk and back again, bringing the rope around right
under her swollen breasts.  I kept wrapping the rope around her, making
sure her arms were at her sides, trapping them in the coils of rope.  I
folded her legs tightly against her torso, and continued binding her body
tightly to the desk.  She giggled in anticipation, as she realized she
could no longer move, and in such a vulnerable and helpless position.

   After tying the rope off, I stood back and admired my handiwork.  She
looked exquisitely beautiful in her helpless and completely exposed state.
I leaned over and kissed her deeply and passionately, drawing an audible
sigh from her lips.  A huge smile came over her face, as she anxiously
awaited my next move.

   "I've been SO BAD, Master!  You must make me pay for my dark sins and
naughty thoughts!" she suggested, as she wriggled against the rope holding
her in place.

   I placed the wooden chair in front of her exposed sex, and sat down. 
Ella could no longer see much more than my head and she had no idea what my
plan was.  I reached into my bag of 'tricks' and brought out several sex
toys.  I started with a vibrating wand.  I knew it was her favorite toy,
and she liked to use it when camming to get her motor running, as it were.
I turned it on, and teased her smooth mound with it, running it up and down
her slit, and stopping occasionally at her hood, gently coaxing her clit to
life.

   "OOOOH, Master!" She squirmed under the feeling of the wand buzzing her
pussy to life.  "You remembered my favorite toy!  MMMMMM!  That feels so
nice!"

   I just loved this scenario: There were so many possibilities, and I
wasn't sure what I wanted to do next.  Her pussy and ass were there for the
taking, and Ella was definitely up for any challenge I put to her.  I had
three sizes of dildoes laid out, and I picked up the middle one.  It was
rather formidable in size, but I knew she could take it.  While I buzzed
her clit with the wand, I began to gradually insert the pink dildo in and
out of her moist pussy.  Her groans told me that she was amenable to my
advances, and I kept penetrating her love canal deeper and deeper, even as
she started reacting to the simultaneous clit stimulation.  The faster I
reamed her, the harder my cock was getting.  There's just something about
fucking a young willing slave girl with dildoes that really turned me
on...imagine that!

   I sat in the chair and fucked her pussy thoroughly with the sex toy,
until she was thrashing around on the desk pretty wildly, my face just
inches from the action.  Just as she began to work up to another orgasm, I
pulled the fake cock out and turned off the vibrating wand.  I stood up and
silently walked towards the bathroom.

   "Sir?  Sir!  What are you doing?  You can't leave me this way!  I was
just about to cum!" Her protests fell on deaf ears, and I could hear her
cursing as I closed the bathroom door so she couldn't see the devilish grin
on my face.  I just needed a pee break of my own, but I loved hearing her
angry admonitions.  She insisted I act like her Master, and a Master does
what he wants, when he wants!  While I was in the bathroom I took a Viagra.
I planned a big finish for our first night.  I wanted to be sure my little
vixen remembered it for the rest of her life.

   When I returned, Ella was silent.  It seemed like she was rather miffed
at me, but that was okay.  I silently vowed to make it up to her.  I sat
down in front of her bound legs, and easily worked two fingers into her
juicy snatch, and she let out a long sigh.  I took it to mean she was happy
I came back to take care of her needs.  I got my fingers nice and wet, and
began to trace my fingertips around her pink rosebud.  She shrieked a
little at the first touch of her sensitive spot.  After a few minutes of
teasing, I entered her anus tenderly with one finger, eliciting a low moan
of acceptance.

   Soon, I was pushing my finger deep into her rectum, while my opposite
thumb swirled around her clit.  It sounded like she was purring with
contentment.  Reaching down to my bag, I produced a smaller dildo, just
perfect for the task at hand.  I presented it to her mouth, and she coated
it with her saliva.  Slowly and deliberately, I ran it around her tight
rim, causing her butt to squirm and shiver.  Not to disappoint, I
penetrated her pink star a couple of inches with the toy.

   "Oh Master, do what you must do to teach me a lesson!" she egged me on.
She was really adept at pushing my buttons, and it was clear who was really
in charge here.  I pushed more of the dildo into her rectum, and she sighed
shamelessly at the intrusion.  I delighted in just sitting with my head
between her legs, fucking her ass slowly with the dildo, listening to her
contented moans of lust.  After several minutes of violating her willing
anus, it was time to up the ante: I picked up the Big One, as I liked to
call it.  The Big One was a rather formidable lifelike dildo, thick and
long and complete with an easy-grip handle.  I didn't bring it into her
view, because I didn't want to scare her.  But if she could take this
particular weapon without complaining, I was prepared to declare her the
most fearless teenage girl who ever lived.

   Almost immediately, I could tell she was sensing that something
remarkable was about to happen: I slowly rubbed the head around her slick
mound, even as the dildo in her ass remained.  She squirmed around
restlessly, and even though no words were exchanged, I had a feeling she
already knew she was about to be double penetrated.  I could see that she
braced herself by grabbing hold of the sides of the desk, as if clinging to
dear life.  Her eyes were squinting, and her breathing increased
noticeably. Still, she said nothing.

   I placed the thick head of the dildo directly on her entrance, splitting
her folds in two.  Lubrication wasn't an issue, as she was thoroughly
moist. She did rotate her hips several times as she waited for the
inevitable intrusion that she was sure would come just as soon as I stopped
teasing her.

   "Okay, Sir, DO IT!  GIVE IT TO ME GOOD!" she demanded.  I continued to
tease her with the fat cockhead until she literally pushed her hips up
towards it, trying desperately to impale herself on the oversized shaft. 
Finally, I met her thrust with a thrust of my own, and several inches of
the rubber cock disappeared inside her pussy.

   "OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD!!" she yelled out, as her love canal was getting
filled with the rubber intruder.  Her grip on the side of the desk made her
knuckles go white, as she thrashed around, desperately trying to
accommodate both dildoes at once.  As she pushed upward, I plunged the fat
cock deeper into her quivering cunt, and between the two of us, we managed
to bury that thick shaft right up to the fake balls.  Wow, I couldn't
believe my eyes, as Ella bucked and shook and struggled to accept both toys
at once.  My Viagra-aided cock was at full strength, as I continued to
administer the most complete artificial fucking I had ever had the pleasure
of being involved in.

   I pumped her pussy and ass for all they were worth, and I was rewarded
with an incredible demonstration of what an orgasm is supposed to look and
feel like.  Ella's body jerked and twitched on that desk, and her head
thrashed back and forth violently, as she emitted a strange, guttural moan
that sounded more like some kind of wounded beast than a young girl.

   "OH LORD!  FUCK ME!  FUCK ME!!  YES!!  HARDER!  GIVE IT TO ME HARDER,
MASTER!" she ordered, and that's just what I did.  Sitting there and
watching her accept those two dildoes into her young body was probably the
most erotic vision that had ever crossed my consciousness.  Emboldened by
the intensity of her reaction, I stood up in order to get more leverage. 
At first, I alternated the two toys, ramming one deep into her while
pulling the other one almost out, and then reversing the penetration, so
that she could handle each one fairly comfortably.  She shrieked wildly as
I increased the tempo and depth, always alert for her possible plea of
'Uncle'.  Instead, all I got was her continuous one word response:

   "YES!  YES!  YES!  YES!  YES!" she shouted, every time The Big One hit
bottom.  I stopped momentarily to see what her reaction would be.  I
shouldn't have been surprised:

   "NO!  NO!  CHRIST NO!  DON'T STOP NOW!  I'M JUST ABOUT THERE!" she
roared.  I decided to test the young girl's limits.  I started up again,
only this time, I buried both dildoes at once into each of her openings,
and I was none too gentle about it either.  Again and again, I plunged
those toys as deep as they would go, and kept at it until her body showed
the familiar signs of her body getting ready to climax.

   "OH GOD, NICK!  OH, FUCK ME!  KEEP FUCKING ME LIKE THAT!  YES!!" she
implored, even as her body shook violently with orgasmic waves.  It was a
good thing that she was thoroughly tied down to the desk, or she might have
fallen off, such was the intensity of her reaction to the double dildo fuck
I administered.

   When she finally came back down to earth, I couldn't help but smile.  I
knew that I had never before participated in helping someone achieve such
an intense orgasm...ever.  And the fact that it was my young and willing
play thing, or 'Sex Slave', made it even sweeter.  But, I had a powerful
hard-on to consider, and I had an exciting finale planned.  But first, we
needed a break.

   As I untied her and helped her to sit up, we embraced lovingly and I
kissed her tenderly on her soft, moist lips.  I helped her down off the
desk, and walked her over to the bed.  Her legs were a bit rubbery, but her
huge grin told me all I needed to know.  I brought the cooler over and
produced some soft drinks, handing her one.

   "Hungry?" I asked, as if nothing out of the ordinary had just happened.
Ella nodded her head, still smiling, but saying nothing.  I pulled two
sandwiches out of the cooler and opened them up.  She immediately grabbed
hers and bit into it ravenously.  I did the same, and we just looked at
each other and smiled.

   "So when are you going to fuck me with that big dreamy cock of yours?"
she asked.  Wow, I had never thought of my cock as being 'big' or 'dreamy'
before, I laughed to myself, but I wasn't going to correct her.

   "Soon", was my feeble reply.

   THE CHAIR

   I will admit that my last scenario for the night was not the first time
I had tried it.  But it was the first time Ella and I did it, so it was
still quite special.  My erection remained all throughout our brief food
break.  But now it was time to enact my master plan.  As Ella dabbed the
mustard from the corner of her mouth, I stood up and turned the wooden desk
chair around.  I took two pillows from the bed and placed them against the
back of the chair.  I motioned for Ella to sit on the chair backwards.

   "That's not how it was in the video, she reminded me, recalling the
scene she had witnessed as a young prepubescent girl.  I just shook my
head, and motioned for her to sit down, which she did.  I took the rope and
tied her arms to the back legs of the chair.  I then secured her ankles to
the front two chair legs.  Her body was pressed into the two pillows, with
her bottom protruding from the chair.  I then tilted the chair over onto
the bed mattress.  Her ass and pussy were now presented at such an angle
that they were completely helpless and vulnerable to my every desire.

   "You know, Nick, that I'm not on the pill or anything," she said
matter-of-factly.  I really don't want to get pregnant."

   "Not to worry, my dear, or...er...my little whore..."(I discovered I
wasn't very good at talking dirty to her, but I tried my best).  "I had a
vasectomy years ago.  Do you know what that means?" I asked.  "I can no
longer make babies." This seemed to satisfy her, because she smiled, and
declared:
"Okay then, PLEASE FUCK ME, KIND MASTER!" she implored, "FUCK MY PUSSY,

PLEASE!"

   "Patience, my eager vixen," I admonished, "You'll get it when I'm good
and ready to give it to you." With that, she wiggled her bound bottom in
silent protest.  I couldn't resist a little slap to each of her ass cheeks,
startling her.  I quietly knelt down behind her, and began gently rubbing
her hips up and down, and then moved my hands down her back, and finally
cupping her bottom and squeezing.  My face was just inches from her
heavenly beauty, and I was mesmerized by her sweet scent.  As I pushed her
cheeks together, I ran my tongue up her crack and back down again, slowly
and deliberately.  She gasped audibly.

   "Ah...Nick!" she exhaled softly, "Mmmmmm!"

   I kept teasing her up and down with the tip of my tongue, gradually
opening her crack wider with each pass.  She squirmed in anticipation,
cooing and whimpering, as I probed deeper and deeper.  Finally my hands had
her spread wide, and I was flicking her clit with my tongue, and parting
her folds with my thumbs.  She jumped when I thrust my stiff tongue deep
into her pink opening, darting in and out ever so gently.

   "Christ, Nick...I mean...SIR!" she corrected herself, "That feels so
fucking good, OH GOD!" Encouraged, I locked my lips onto her pussy, and
sucked her flowing juices into my mouth.  She was already twitching and
gyrating towards orgasm.  I moved up to her forbidden passage and teased
around her rim with the tip of my tongue, causing her to squeal with
surprise and delight.  As her body shivered and shook, I pushed my thumb
deep into her pussy as I penetrated her ass with my tongue; that did it:

   "OH FUCK!  I'M CUMMING!  OH JESUS GOD!  ARRRGGGHHHH!" she cried out, as
her entire body reacted to the rush that came over her.  My tongue kept
violating both of her holes until she finally came back down to earth and
slumped against the pillows on the chair.

   I waited for her to catch her breath.  She said nothing, but her
contented moans told me everything.  I stood before her teenage charms and
turned my focus on what was to be our Grand Finale.  I took my cock in hand
and it was as hard as steel at this point.  The Viagra had time to kick in,
and I was ready to fulfill my young sex slave's wishes.  I rubbed her hips
and allowed my cock head to tease her vaginal opening.  She sighed and
moaned, almost in unison.

   "Please, kind Master," she begged, "Please don't make me wait any
longer!"

   Well, I didn't feel that it was right to deny her; such was my ultimate
desire to plunge my shaft deep into her warm virginal opening.  After I ran
my cock up and down her slit several times, I parted her labia with the
head of my throbbing cock.  Slowly and deliberately, I inched into her
steamy vagina, and I held onto her hips as I began to fuck her
ever-so-gently from behind.  This seemed to distress my young charge to no
end:

   "AH!  PLEASE SIR!  MORE PLEASE!  I NEED MORE!" she implored.

   Standing behind her and looking down at her eager pussy slowly being
impaled on my rigid member was probably the most beautiful thing I've ever
seen.  I quickened my pace and began to push my cock into her willing cunt
deeper and deeper, until my balls slapped against her clit.  Ella let out a
guttural groan, like she was finally getting all that she wanted.  But
there was more: I pounded her sex relentlessly, and I didn't slow down for
several minutes.  My thumb teased around her now pulsating ass hole, and I
pushed it deep inside, feeling the heat emanating from inside her body.

   "AAAAAHHH!  OOOOOOH!  That feels amazing, Sir, MMMMM!" she cooed
breathlessly.  Emboldened, and without warning, I pulled my slick shaft out
of her love mound, spread her ass cheeks wide with my thumbs, and pressed
my cock head to her quivering rosebud.  She inhaled deeply, but she didn't
resist or protest.  My erection slowly penetrated her rectum.  I was
careful not to be over-enthusiastic, as I could hear her hissing as she
sucked in air to ease the initial pain.

   "Just relax, Ella, it won't hurt so much if you can relax your muscles
down there," I suggested.  Gradually, I worked more of my shaft into her
bottom.  I delighted in watching my stiff member burrow deeply into her
ass, bit by bit, as she experienced a real cock there for the very first
time.  The feeling of my balls slapping against her pussy was exquisitely
satisfying.  I spread my legs wide and took a step forward, straddling her
bound body that was now directly under mine.  My strokes were now sharper,
and straight down.  Soon enough, she was gurgling and giggling as I
increased both depth and tempo, and I kept going faster and farther, until
I was ramming her ass as hard as I could, with the sound of our sweaty
bodies smacking against each other.  I pulled back against her hips and
administered punishing thrusts to her teenage ass.  Again, I kept up a
vigorous pace for several minutes, and Ella didn't seem to have the energy
to speak.  She only emitted a steady low groan as I pounded her ass
relentlessly.

   I had a lot left in my tank, thanks to my 'magic' pill, so I pulled out
of her ass and quickly switched back to her pussy.  Again, she gasped, and
wiggled her ass in approval.  I felt like a young stud, gripping a handful
of her hair, and pounding her cunt mercilessly.  She just groaned, and kept
pushing back against my forward thrusts.  After a few more minutes, I
pulled out and pushed my still rigid cock back into her ass again.  She
never missed a beat, and acted like she did this sort of thing all her
life. All the back and forth action caused her to conjure up new sensations
in her young lithe body, and she shook with an overwhelming climax.  I held
onto her tightly, as her head thrashed back and forth, such was the
intensity of her orgasm.  She offered no words, just incoherent grunting.

   Holding onto her shuddering body while she went through the throes of
yet another orgasm caused me to arrive at that point myself.  Even as I
maintained my pace throughout, I knew I wasn't going to last much longer:

   "Where do you want it?" I asked.

   "Oh, Master, please cum in my mouth!" she answered enthusiastically.

   I pulled out, stood the chair upright, and spun it around until my
glistening cock was even with her open mouth.  I held her head tightly
between my hands, and I began fucking her mouth furiously, until I pumped
it full of my jizz.  I don't think I ever came so much in my life, and yet,
she gulped it all down her throat with no problem.  And now it was I who
collapsed helplessly onto the bed.

   "Sir?  Sir?  Are you alright?" she called out, "I'm like, still tied up
here...can you free me?  SIR?!"

   I barely heard her plea, as I tried to recover from the most exciting
sex of my entire life.  I finally got the energy to get up and untie her
from the chair.  We collapsed together on the bed, even as the light of day
attempted to penetrate the darkness of our room.  We held each other in a
tight embrace, as if we weren't sure all this was real, and we were afraid
to let go.

   "Sir, that was awesome!  Thank you so much!" she whispered, "I never
knew it could be so...WOW!  I guess I have a lot to learn!"

   "No," I responded, "YOU are awesome!" It was the best I could come up
with: I was too intent on savoring heaven at the moment.
"We better get some shut-eye now," I suggested.  "We are going to meet
my friend Nora for lunch later today." Ella wrapped her arms around me, and
we fell into a deep and glorious slumber.