Message-ID: <2432eli$9707292201@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.netusa.net/~eli/erotica/assm/Year97/2432.txt> From: "jerry" <mail34608@pop.net> Subject: sex slave chapter 2 Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Original-Message-ID: <01bc9c76$cf496920$3f652299@riws15> Chapter 2 - by ShvedJerry@aol.com "Are you ready?". I could only nod because my throat was too dry to talk. Mistress Pamela and I were sitting in my car in front of a small house in Venice Beach. We got out of the car and walked to the door. I walked behind my mistress as her hard tan ass swayed in her skintight leather skirt. It was so tight that it rode up and showed the bottom of her hard ass cheeks. Her long leather boots went up to her firm thighs. The only other item of clothing on her gorgeous body was a leather vest that did not even cover her hard high tits. All I was allowed to wear was my leather cock and ball harness. My prick was red and throbbing as it had been for half an hour. All the way over was torture in fear that we would be stopped or have an accident. How could I explain to a cop that my mistress made me drive naked at nights? She said that slaves were not worthy of hiding their pitiful bodies. Every stop light was an ordeal of staring straight ahead and not looking at the people next to us. I knew that several people had gotten a look into my car and knew something was odd. A barechested man with a drop dead blond in leather would draw some stares. Thankful that it was a dark street, I hurried to the door as Mistress Pamela knocked on the door. It was opened by a small blond wearing a chain and leather vest that draped over small tan tits. Below her waist, a leather g-string was pulled up into her crotch. It was so tight that the crease showed. She looked at me and gave a small smile, then turned to Pamela and said "looks like you have a new subject here." "Yes, I think that with the right training, we can turn him into something worthy of serving me." I was grateful that we were finally inside the house but was still very nervous as we walked to a back bedroom with a massage table. On the night table next to the table was a tray with the instruments that gave away the purpose of our visit. "Get on the table" Pamela ordered and I obeyed. The little blond, whose name was Arcy, took cotton swabs and rubbed alcohol over my hard nipples. The same treatment was given to my straining cock. She then went to the tray and got the long steel probe. "This is going to hurt somewhat but I think you can handle it" Arcy told me as she pushed me back on the table. Pinching my nipple up to a hard knot, she placed the tip of the probe against the skin and gave a sudden push. A jolt of pain that felt like an electric shock went through my body. Quickly she reached over and took a silver stud and pushed it through the new hole in my nipple. As I caught my breath, Pamela reached down to fondle my balls. "Keep it hard slave or you'll get it when we get home." By now Arcy was on the other side of the table and was bunching up my other nipple. Bracing myself, I felt the burning pain again and the coldness of the stud that followed. "One more to go lover" she whispered to me and went to the area below my waist. I noticed her nipples were now pointed and hard. Hanging from the right nipple was a silver miniature handcuff. Her navel held a gold stud. "I hope you know what you're doing" I told her. "Relax stud, look at this" she replied. With a quick motion she pulled her g-string off and pushed my head to the side. I was staring at a smooth shaven cunt with five silver rings protruding from her puffy, pussy lips. "Now lets get this over and we can have some fun." Pinching the flesh right below the head of my cock, she took the probe and with a quick motion gave a short push. Actually this did not feel as bad as the nipples and the stud was soon in. "Well done" the mistress said. "Now in a few weeks, he will be perfect." Pamela told the blond, "You do good work, just like you did to me." I looked down to see what my now pierced cock looked like. Now that my balls and cock were shaved like mistress Pamela demanded, the stud was quite visible. I also saw the silver nipple rings that were now a permanent part of my body. Arcy was putting away her things and I slid off the table. "You can't do anything for a few weeks and you have to keep that area sterile." "Here are some pain pills if you need them." "You won't be much good to me for a while will you slave?" asked Pamela. "Who's going to take care of me now?" my mistress said. "Watching this has really got my pussy dripping." "Well, Pam, perhaps I can help you" said the blond. When I saw the look on their faces, I knew that they had enjoyed each other before. Pamela didn't hesitate in removing her vest and unzipping her skirt. They came together and their tongues snaked into the other's mouth. Hands found their way down to the fine asses in front of me and probed deep. Fingers were pulling an stretching pussy lips and the smell of sex grew in the room. Their breast rubbed against each others and the little handcuffs were pushed and pulled by the breasts. They slid down to the floor and turned in the classic 69 position. Arcy took her hands and pulled open the bare pussy of my mistress before inserting her tongue as far as she could get it. Pamela was lapping at Arcy's hot pussy like a cat at a saucer. Her tongue ran from the clit down to the junction of the ass. The rings in their pussies also were now being tugged by white teeth. It looked like it would hurt but to them it was one more way of receiving pleasure. This was some very serious pussy eating and one inspired the other to go deeper and faster. In spite of the pain of my new studs, drops of cum were appearing at the slit of my cock. I had my hands on my balls and was stroking the head of my purple organ. As the blonde's tongue snaked out to nibble on Pamela's clit, I could see that even her tongue had not escaped the piercing tool. A silver ball was through the tongue and was now running on Pamela's red and swollen clit. Both of them now started to moan and cry out. "Fuck my pussy, eat my pussy" they cried. Their backs were arching and thighs were flexing as they attempted to fuck the other's tongues and lips. My dick could not take this anymore and begin to twitch and I felt the cum shooting onto my hand. The action on the floor was now reaching its climax and the pants and moans came to a head. Both of these pierced ladies slumped against the others thighs but not without a few final licks of cunt. Pamela looked up at me and smiled. "Well slave, did you enjoy that?". "Do you see how pussy should be eaten?". "Maybe next time you can fuck Arcy.". As we walked back to the car, I felt the throbbing in my nipples and dick and was hoped that I was now the property of Mistress Pamela. I wondered how many more trials I had to go through before this would be true. -- shvedjerry@aol.com -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ <URL:http://www.netusa.net/~eli/erotica/assm/> .../assm/faq.html> /