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 The Estate (C)2003 d.  edwards/san francisco

   Chapter 35

   Randy adjusted the stirrups on the examination couch, a tray next to it
containing an interesting assortment of devices he looked forward to using
that evening.  Dimming the lights slightly, he went into the adjoining room
and returned carrying a limp Jasmine easily against his broad chest.  He
placed her, fully clothed, on the couch, hiking up her skirt just enough to
secure her legs in the stirrups on either side, exposing a generous portion
of her slender thighs and pantyhose.  She rolled her head about, trying to
glean some clue as to who was handling her, but was unable to see because
of thick sunglasses placed there earlier when the attendants had first
brought her down.  She moaned slightly, still barely able to move or speak.
Securing her arms to a strap behind her head, he slowly removed the shades,
allowing her to get a good look at who was going to be administering to her
this evening.

   ''Yoooouhh....'' she slurred, seeing Randy for the first time, her legs
twitching slightly as her elbows began waving about.  He guessed that was
about as good a fight as she'd put up this evening, and began to undress
her.

   ''So, how shall we begin the evening, perhaps I can help you out of your
clothes, Ma'am?'', he asked, reaching for her blouse and slowly unbuttoning
the crisp white fabric.  She groaned, horrified that he of all people would
be able to have his way with her.

   ''Sssstopppp...", was all she could force out with her thickened tongue
as he continued pulling her blouse apart, reveling at the sight of two
plump breasts barely contained by a lacy full cupped bra.  Rubbing his
thumbs over her nipples he was delighted to see they at least weren't
acting too drugged.  He continued to rub and knead them until both were
tautly erect, straining against the sheer fabric.  Moving along her side he
unzipped the front of her skirt, exposing her sweet thighs and the tight
little panty under black pantyhose.

   ''Nnnnnnngh....''Jasmine protested, actually managing to buck her pert
bottom off the couch.  He was impressed with her efforts to avoid his
touch, which only served to whet his appetite for her.

   ''I do so love a struggle," Randy grinned, tugging at the top of her
pantyhose and sliding them down whenever her cheeks left the couch. 
Pulling them over the tops of her knees he grabbed the center cotton panel
and buried his nose in it, breathing deeply, inhaling her scent.

   ''Delicious," he said, ''but lets get a good look at what's under these
panties.'' Running his hands up her legs he admired the long slender
muscles that twitched under his caresses.  He kneaded the soft butter of
her inner thighs and ran his thumbs over the center of her panties, rubbing
her scent into the moist panel.  Ducking under her restrained legs and
kneeling between them he stared at the plump vulva encased in satin before
him.  He rubbed his nose there, again inhaling her scent, this time
sharper, more pronounced.  His lips and tongue tried to spread her lips
apart under the sheer panel, dampening the crotch further as she squirmed
weakly against him.  Seeing her head laying back he stood up and leaned
forward, pressing his stiff cock into her pantied groin, and reached around
her head, tipping the headrest forward so that her chin was on her chest.

   ''Now we can both enjoy this,'' he said, delighted at the look of shock
on her face.  Returning to her panties he slowly worked his thumbs under
the wet center panel, rubbing her plump outer lips and pulling the satin
away from them.  Reaching over to the tray he took a pair of scissors and
snipped the thin fabric over her hips, peeling back the satin to reveal her
moist inner lips peeking out of a soft nest of light brown hair.  He
reached over to the controls and the couch began moving, bringing her knees
higher and spreading her legs further apart.  She squealed in protest, her
struggles making her even more vulnerable and desirable to Randy.  Her
delicious pussy was now fully exposed in all its glory, the delicate inner
petals open and moist.  Crouching down he breathed in her scent and slowly
began to lick, sweeping his tongue from the thin membrane under her moist
entrance to the top of her lips, parting her pubic hair and stopping just
before her clitoris.  Pulling her folds aside with his thumbs he plunged
his stiffened tongue deep into her, tasting the richer nectar that lay
there, bringing down her salt sweet juices into his mouth and throat. 
Sucking and licking all her folds he didn't fail to notice she had stopped
struggling.  Smiling, he took another deep taste, careful to avoid touching
the proud little pearl beginning to peek from her folds.  He felt her hips
begin to try and get that last half inch of tongue over her clit, but he
dodged her weak efforts, continuing to drink the juices that were running
from her, doing what he'd desired to do for so many years.  He felt her
pussy start to pulse and contract around his tongue and he paused, looking
up at her.  She was moaning heavily, her eyes forced to watch her
involuntary arousal to his insistent tonguing.  Hating him and desiring the
pleasure all at once she started to understand the frustration she'd
inflicted on all those men these last several years.

   ''MMmmmmmm,'' Randy moaned, the hum from his lips adding a surge of
pleasure as his tongue dove back inside her.  He licked carefully inside,
hooking upward to scrape the edge of her G spot, sending down another wave
of feminine juices that he eagerly licked up.  Nothing had ever tasted so
delicious as her quivering little pussy did at that moment, it's every fold
thoroughly inspected by his tongue and it's every tremble a reminder of her
helpless state.  Feeling her lips become swollen with blood he paused,
catching his breath and stood up, adjusting his rock hard cock that
strained against his pants before continuing.

   "Now's the fun part", he said, ducking back under her legs and coming
around to her side.  Reaching over to her face he turned her head to him
and, forcing her jaws apart, covered her mouth with his, snaking his tongue
deep into her unwilling mouth, smearing her face and lips with a coating of
her own slick juices.  Seeing how it turned her on he continued with his
deep tonguing of her mouth, reaching down and tweaking her left nipple
through her brassiere, all the while holding her jaw open with his other
hand.  She was moaning uncontrollably, the drug and restraints keeping her
limbs helpless, but her body still able to buck and surge with arousal and
frustration.

   ''You know,'' he said, pulling back from her gasping mouth and turning
her eyes to face him, ''That Director is one smart woman.  Want know what
she made me promise?'' he asked, seeing her eyes slowly focus on him.  He
leaned closer, bringing his lips across hers, teasing them with light
caresses of his own.  ''She told me 'No penetration'.'' He paused, letting
that sink in, ''Now isn't that clever?'' He stood upright, stretching as
she moaned and tears began to ltrail down the sides of her flushed cheeks.
Pulling her head over to look at him she pleaded with her eyes, moaning and
trying to move her hips seductively.  He watched her for a moment, savoring
the power he wielded over her body and mind.

   "Shaking that booty works on your boyfriends, I know,'' he said.

   ''Won't work on me, Ms.Teasing Bitch.  It's your turn now.....''

   Chapter 36

   Turning back to her chest he unsnapped the center clasp of her bra,
freeing her round firm breasts which barely sagged to the sides, even as
large as they were, and he ran his palms over both of them, massaging and
squeezing then firmly and bringing her nipples back to stiff attention,
making her wince with the too strong sensation.  He again adjusted the
couch, this time lowering it nearly to the floor and lowered her legs back
to a less extreme angle.  Releasing her breasts he briefly admired the pale
red squeeze marks he'd left and began unbuckling the belt to his pants. 
Her eyes widened in alarm, beginning to suspect his intentions.  Taking his
time he slid his jockeys off and draped them over her face, causing her to
try vainly to shake them off.  Laughing, he rubbed the crotch in her face,
making her inhale his musky scent.  She tried to avoid the damp fabric but
his hand simply followed her until she gave up, her nose deep in the rank
folds of his underwear as her eyes glared at him.

   ''Get used to it, Jasmine.'' he said.  '' Now open.......'' She
struggled as he pried open her unwilling jaws easily, stuffing the stained
panel onto her tongue and holding her mouth shut with one hand.

   ''If those jockeys so much as make one move...'' he threatened, reaching
over to the table and holding up a vicious looking nipple clamp, "Remember,
she didn't say anything about using these''.  She nodded quickly, her eyes
round and filled with tears.  He placed it on her forehead, clamping
several strands of damp hair to hold it.  He resumed his playing with her
proud breasts, sucking them deep into his mouth, nursing the hard nipples
firmly against his teeth and palate while his hands squeezed and pulled
them in every direction.  Her moans turned to real cries of pain as he
continued mauling them, pulling them deep into his mouth and covering her
areolas with small bites and hickies.  Pausing to look up at the clock he
glanced down at her and said, ''Don't worry, only ten more minutes to go,
then the prep for your punishment can begin." Her moan of shock at his
words was all he needed to hear as he returned to his steady torment.  With
one last strong suck that stretched her nipple well away from her breast,
Randy let it go with a sharp pop, the poor swollen nipple bouncing back and
making her breasts jiggle so attractively.  He cupped them both, admiring
the bites and bruises there, knowing her boyfriend was going to hear an
interesting explanation later that evening, if she decided to go home after
this.

   ''You know,'' he said, getting up and swinging one leg over the couch to
sit astride her, his balls resting just below her tender breasts, ''You
were so cooperative I think I'll skip those big nipple clamps I held up
earlier, if that's all right with you?'' She nodded a tearfull thanks,
relieved to avoid any additional pain, hoping the worst was over.

   ''Good, we won't use the big nasty cruel clips.'' he agreed, feeling her
tense under him, knowing by now she knew there was a catch.

   ''That's right Jasmine, there's a catch", he said, holding up two tiny
gold dragons, each one coiled to the diameter of the finger they were
perched on.

   ''There are special,'' he explained, holding them close for her to get a
good look, "Each one is made from a memory metal.  That means they're one
shape when cold, another shape when warm.  I've had these on ice for the
last two hours and they're starting to warm up, here on my finger.''

   ''But my finger isn't very warm,'' he continued, cupping her bruised
left breast and pinching the nipple till it was painfully firm.  She
squealed as he pulled the dragon off his finger and twirled it onto her
nipple till it was coiled snug and firm against the areola, the nipple
swollen and firmly trapped by its own blood supply.  She began crying in
earnest, panic straining her limbs in a desperate effort to shake the tiny
creatures off her nipples.  Begging with her eyes she tried for his mercy
but hope died in her heart at seeing the expression on his face and the
rampant cock now pointing between her breasts.  He carefully repeated the
procedure with the other nipple, giving her a matched set of glittering
dragons, each proudly coiled around both straining nipples.

   ''Can you feel the heat starting to tighten them?" he asked, squeezing
her breasts together and sliding his thick cock between them, a clear drop
shining at the tip.  She nodded a vigorous yes, imagining she could feel
the slightest increase on her already tender nipples.

   ''ell you what,'' he said, looking at her and drawing the moment out as
if thinking, ''You help me come as quickly as possible and I'll take them
off.  The sooner I come, the sooner your tits are free.  Deal?'' She
started crying harder now, the pain in her breasts increasing as she nodded
a reluctant yes, knowing how she was going to have to perform.  Smiling at
her decision he slid forward and removing his now soggy underwear from her
mouth, slid the tip of his cock across her lips and onto her tongue.  She
gagged and started struggling as the thick head of his cock touched the
back of her throat, but pinned between the headrest and his hips she had
nowhere to go as he continued pushing in and out of her unresisting mouth.
The angles were all wrong though, he realized after a minute, feeling her
teeth scrape painfully over the shaft buried deep in her mouth.  Sighing he
pulled out partially and paused there, much to her alarm, thinking he'd
changed his mind and would let the dragons do their work.

   ''You know what I forgot?'' he said, shaking his head sadly, looking
down at his cock resting on her wet lips, ''The Director said no
penetration and I guess that means any orifice, including your mouth.'' He
leaned over for something on the cart next to her head, She sagged in
relief until she saw the dental clamp in his hand.

   ''Urrgkkkgh,'' she coughed, struggling violently as he quickly forced
the appliance into her mouth, over her teeth and locking her jaws into a
wide open gape, her tongue and the back of her throat exposed.  Taking a
tube of KY he applied a thick coat to his cock and hand and leaned back
over her, pushing his cock into his fist over her mouth and began stroking
his hips back and forth, teasing the head of his cock with her captive
tongue and lips.

   'Much better', he grunted, drawing his cock all the way back into his
hand, leaving a thick layer of KY piled on the swollen head of his cock and
then sliding forward, past the clamp and into her mouth, where he smeared
the KY and some pre-cum onto her tongue, causing her to salivate and gag.
Her breasts were being crushed by his thighs, drawing moans of pain from
her as he rocked back and forth, his inner thighs crushing the dragons onto
her nipples.  Her mouth, held open by the clamp was slowly filling with
saliva and lubricant, forcing her to begin breathing through her nose. 
Seeing the pool collecting there he sat back and simply held her nose shut
until she had to get air, choking and letting the sticky mess slide down
her throat.  Once that was done he resumed pumping into his fist, teasing
himself with the sight of his cock sliding into her struggling mouth. 
Glancing at the clock he saw it was time to finish and slowly picked up the
tempo.  Her breath was being forced in and out of her lungs by the rocking
of his thighs on her chest, "Unnh..unnh..unnh", she groaned, her grunts and
cries of pain keeping time with his stroke.  He began to tense up, the
sweat dripping off his legs, making him slip over her breasts, the tiny
gold dragons stretching and pricking her nipples as his tempo increased. 
Leaning forward, he aimed his cock at her open mouth, hot come beginning to
surge up the shaft.

   "Look up at me when I come, Jasmine." he grunted, making sure her eyes
were on his as the first jet of come rose through his cock, perched on the
edge of her quivering lips.  She looked up as the first thick jet splashed
onto her tongue, making her gag and prompting him to hold her head steady
while he continued to fill her mouth with thick creamy ropes of come,
pumping into his fist and making sure every last drop wound up in her
mouth. It had been almost a full week since his last orgasm, and his balls
and prostate were full to overflowing.  She felt her mouth filling, grossed
out and nauseous at the quantity of hot semen she was going to have to
swallow.  Jet after jet he continued, pumping four, five, six thick jets of
semen, followed by several fat drops that he wiped over her lips, shaking
with the effort as he ran his thumb and index finger up and down his
softening shaft, squeezing every last drop out.  Sitting back, exhausted
with the best orgasm he'd had in many years, he watched her lay there, eyes
wide with alarm, with an unbelievable amount of come in her mouth.  She
struggled against his hand keeping her head straight, preventing her from
spilling any of the thick semen from the back of her throat and he could
see her trying not to swallow.  Reaching over to the tray he turned back
holding a small digital camera.

   ''Smile'', he said, getting several shots, her eyes widening with
horror.

   ''Now....remember your promise Jasmine'', he said, reminding her by
flicking a bruised nipple.  Her tongue struggled with the sticky mess
burning the back of her throat, trying to push it somewhere to escape the
horrible salt/bleach flavor.  Sticking his cock back in her mouth he
swirled it around, coating her lips and teeth evenly with semen.  She
nearly gagged.

   ''Here, let me help you", he offered, slowly backing off the clamp that
held her jaws open.  With a groan she felt her jaws work free of the
appliance, only to have him hold them firmly in both hands, pointing her
head back to look at him.

   "You can swallow more easily now", he said, watching as her jaws closed
and her throat began to wrok to swallow the thick mass down in several
gulps.  Her eyes began tearing and her stomach heaving at the mess of semen
and KY laying there.

   ''Lick the last drop'', he ordered, watching as her tongue got the last
thick bead on the tip of his softening cock before leaning back to get
something from the tray, his thighs once again pushing the tiny sharp
dragons onto the tender flesh of her nipples.

   ''Here's one last gift for this evening,' 'he said, showing her a
collection vial, ''It's a gift from one of your...patients.  He thought you
might enjoy the fruits of your labors.'' She groaned, twisting her head
away from the approaching vial, realizing who's semen it was.  Randy
brushed the warm vial against her cheeks and lips, making sure she saw how
full it was.

   ''Open up , Jasmine,'' he said firmly as he cupped her jaw in one hand
and turned her back to face him, ''You can do this on your own or you can
wait for me to help you.'' he suggested.  She hesitated, simply unable to
open her jaws for another drop of sperm.  Her stomach recoiled at the
thought and she gagged slightly as he leaned back over her and dragged his
semi-hard cock over her lips.

   ''Open,'' he said, giving no hint of anger, just a firm command that she
reluctantly followed, opening her lips to let the head of his cock slide
past them.

   ''Wider'', he insisted.  Her jaws opened once more, this time to avoid
touching the thick shaft resting on her tongue as he slid in further, again
almost touching the back of her throat.

   ''Now stay there, just like that.  If you so much as move....'' He
didn't need to finish the sentence, as a small cry and a quick nod told him
that she would obey.  He took the vial and swirling the contents, slowly
poured the thick sperm down the side of his cock, letting it flow into her
unresisting, open mouth.  Her eyes widened in alarm as it began to fill the
back of her throat, the burning sensation once again causing her to nearly
gag.

   ''Keep your eyes open.'' he prompted her, forcing her to watch as the
creamy contents continued to slide down his cock.  She could taste the
bitter difference in John's semen as it flowed over her tongue.  He
squeezed the last dollop out of the tube, feeling her tongue and lips work
around his cock, unintentionally making him swell in her mouth as she
worked to avoid the sperm pooled there.  He leaned back, still lodged in
her unwilling mouth and stretched luxuriously, savoring the moment. 
Looking down at her he was delighted as she waited, her mouth deliciously
full of him, obedient to his every command.  He would savor this moment for
a long time.  ''OK, you can swallow now.'' he said, holding her lips in a
tight seal around him as her throat and tongue worked to clear the thick
creamy stuff from her mouth.  He waited, his cock not wanting to leave her
warm confines as she grudgingly licked his shaft clean, only needing a
glance from him to comply.

   ''Excellent!'' he commended her, slipping slowly out of her mouth. 
''That was so completely satisfying, don't you think so?'' Jasmine gave a
small reluctant nod as her throat continued to work on the semen coating
it.

   ''You probably want to finish the rest of this don't you?'' he asked,
holding up the remaining cum left in the vial.  She started crying again as
she shook her head in a desperate 'No!' , realizing the outcome even as she
refused.

   ''If you really want this last bit of cum, you'll open your mouth and
stick out your tongue'', he suggested, ''Or I'll leave the little dragons
to do their work.'' With a sobbing cry Jasmine opened her mouth and stuck
out her tongue as Randy turned the vial over and settled it into her mouth,
both of them watching as the last semen trickled out.

   ''Keep it there while I clean up.'' he said, getting up off her chest
and stretching his legs.  He busied himself for the next couple of minutes
putting away all evidence of his activities.

   "Oh, by the way", he said, grinning at her moans as he came back over
her and began twisting the tiny dragons off of her swollen nipples,''No
such thing as nipple clamps made of memory metal, these are just earrings."

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