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Subject: Conquoring Texas, 1 - D/s, B/D, cons M/f

Conquoring Texas...

	Of course she always said she was submissive, but he knew she
was, in reality, about as submissive as a wild mare in rut. After the
first time they'd met in person he could see the flashing in her eyes
whenever he'd extend the least challenge or begin to tease her. True,
she did always seem to pull back from actually voicing anything that
could have been considered "disrespectful", however playfully it would
have been meant, but still, he could see that she was swallowing the
impluse hard. It always made him smile wickedly and in a way it was
one of the things he adored in her... her spirit... 
	They had known each other on-line for quite some time,
casually at first, then slowly, finding themselves having more and
more extended conversations, discovering that they enjoyed many of the
same things, had a similar wicked sense of humor and, at times, could
almost read each others thoughts. And of course, underneath all the
politeness and civility, they both recognized a slowly growing heat
beginning to build.
	Finally, they decided to drop the mask of casualness and hear
what each other sounded like, so a series of phone calls began. That
was really what stoked the fires, as their very first conversation
easily, almost automatically, transformed itself into an erotic
adventure. When she had hung up the phone that first time, after
having shuddered through a series of trembling orgasms, she realized
she was actually kneeling in the center of her bed, naked, her nipples
clamped, a pair of vibrators filling her between her widely spread
thighs... and she had glided into this position simply because of his
instructions, his gentle coaxing and the low, soothing tones of his
voice.
	Finally, one day, he announced that he would just happen to be
in her area and asked if she would care to meet, in person. Upon
seeing these words flash onto the screen of her computer, her stomach
tensed nervously, while her sex instantly moistened in equal measure.
Seconds later, her sex proved the more potent force and she agreed
that they should meet.
	The meeting went well, as they instantly recognized each other
across the length of the diner, and as he slid easily into the booth
across from her their eyes locked. Her stomach flipped and fluttered,
wondering what he expected, would demand from her, but his eyes, while
deep and intense, probing and attentive, were also kind and loving.
She fell into them and was rewarded with a pleased and thankful smile
from him. He asked for her hand which she extended across the table
toward him and he gently took it. He coaxed her for a quiet laugh and
she offered one, framing it with a warm blush. As they finished their
lunch, he requested her body.... and she simply nodded in agreement,
her eyes fixed on his....
	
	That had been their first meeting. There had been several
since, each of which had proven more active and adventurous than the
last. She almost felt that he was studying her body with each
encounter, slowly refining his knowledge of how to work her flesh to
draw each new wracking orgasm or even the tiniest moaning shudder of
enjoyment from her. Their play and love making would leave her
breathless and amazed, and afterwards, as he would pamper and bathe
her, massage and gently stroke her sated nerves, she surrendered up
another little piece of her heart to him as she knew he was giving
back a piece of his own to fill whatever void her gift would have
created inside her.
	One day, as he sat beside where she lay on the bed, naked and
limp from their activities, gently massaging her hand, rubbing the
smooth, slippery oil into it, pampering it, he casually spoke as if
mentioning something of little consquence.
	"I think, my love, it's time we introduced you to a slightly
higher level of experience."
	"I... I don't know what you mean..."
	She was looking at him, puzzled and quickly noticed the flick
of his eyes from her hand to her face, a slight sternness there.
	"...sir" she added quickly.
	Satisfied, he smiled and returned his gaze to her fingers,
sliding them softly through his own as he worked the muscles, soothing
and pampering them.
	"Well, it's not important for you to know. It's only important
for me to know." He gave himself an impish little grin, then looked at
her once more.
	"So... do you trust me?"
	"Yes sir."
	"And you agree to let whatever happens with this new....
experience... happen?"
	"Y - yes sir."
	He smiled broadly, kindly, comfortingly.
	"You have your safeword, you know, Susan. You can use it at
any time if you begin to feel uncomfortable."
	"I know."
	His gaze was hot now, piercing into her eyes and searing her
soul.
	"I only want you to enjoy yourself to the fullest. You know
that, don't you."
	"Yes sir" she sighed, feeling the faint tingling in her sex.
	"Good."
	"Sir?"
	"Yes" he said, almost a whisper as he returned to gently
working her fingers, stroking and studying them.
	"When is this... whatever.. going to happen."
	He grinned impishly.
	"Tomorrow night."
	
	The doorbell rang and she flinched so hard she almost stumbled
in her step. She stopped long enough to draw a deep, steadying breath
and run her hands down the length of her body, checking that she had
prepared herself as he had instructed. Under the the silky blouse and
wrap skirt was the snug teddy... down her legs were the stockings and
her highest heeled shoes adorned her feet. She sighed, turned and
moved to the door.
	He stood there, smiling, his face glowing in the light that
spilled past her from the doorway, and she instantly noticed the black
bag at his side. He had brought that bag on a couple previous
occasions and she had yet to experience all the "treasures" it
contained.
	She smiled and stepped back to allow him to enter, but he
merely stepped into the portal and leaned in to give her a gentle,
soft kiss before fixing his eyes on hers.
	"You look wonderful" he whispered and she could feel herself
begin to flush, the warmth rising into her cheeks.
	"Thank you, sir" she breathed.
	"So... all set?"
	"Y - yes sir".
	"In that case, please move to the center of the room, face me
and kneel. You know the position."
	She caught her breath, a ripple of excitement gripping her,
her clit tingling slightly. But she slowly backed from the door to the
indicated place and lowered herself to her knees, leaning back on her
haunches and placing her palms on her thighs.
	He watched her perform this delicate ritual of submission and
she could see from his expression that it pleased him.
	"Now... close your eyes."
	She slid her lids shut, feeling herself begin to relax,
sensing the control of her body slipping slowly from her hands into
his. But this time, she heard and sensed that he had not closed the
door behind himself, but rather was standing in the doorway, as if
waiting. And then she heard the sounds of someone else approaching the
house and stepping into the room, before the door closed with it's
gentle click and the lock was turned.
	"All right, my love, here are the rules for this evening. You
are not to speak except to use your safeword. You may cry out, of
course, that is expected, actually... but outside of that, your
purpose tonight is not to speak, or even to think but simply to feel.
If you believe you have been worked to your limit, use your safeword.
If you find yourself in any distress, use your safeword. I hope
neither of those circumstances will occur, of course, and I don't
think they will... I think I know you well enough now to prevent that.
But, tonight, you should be prepared for anything and everything. If
you understand and agree to this, please nod."
	She drew in a deep breath and nodded.
	"Wonderful. Tonight, my love... you will have two Masters.....
or shall I say.... well, why don't you open your eyes now..."
	Her breath was already rapid and shallow when she opened her
eyes and saw that, standing beside him, just before the now locked
front door, was a woman.... tall and well built with flaming red hair,
deep green eyes and well defined and attractive features. She could
not guess the woman's age, but assumed she was somewhere in her 30's.
What she could tell instantly, however, was that this woman was
studying her... almost inventorying her. And her eyes were already
blazing with a heat unlike that she had ever seen on his face... a
heat of a different, more consuming character.
	The redhead was wearing a belted raincoat which fell just
below her knees, and after a long moment she slowly nodded.
	"Oooh, yeah" the redhead whispered, her voice husky with
lust... "she'll do just fine."
	The redhead reached almost casually for the knotted belt of
the coat, pulled it open smoothly and slid it from her shoulders,
revealing the sheen and glitter of the black leather bodice
underneath, it's armorlike panels held together by small silver
colored rings, yet leaving her full, well shaped breasts completely
uncovered. Instantly she saw that the redhead was shaved, the soft,
bare, curving bulge of her mons peeking out from below the bodice as
the raincoat fluttered to the floor in a pile behind her.
	Susan was trembling now, her mind flooded with confused
excitement, as the redhead slowly strode the distance between them and
stopped, her flat, leather-encased stomach mere inches from Susan's
face. She reached out a delicate hand and slipped it under Susan's
chin, gently tipping her head up so that she could look down into her
face.
	"She's beautiful" the woman said, admiringly.
	"I know" she could hear him reply, an edge of pride in his
voice.
	"Tell me, when she cums... is she... noisy?"
	Susan could hear him chuckle wickedly, somewhere back by the
door.
	"Well..." the redhead said, a half-smile on her lips... "let's
find out, shall we?"
	She slipped her hand from under Susan's face and turned moving
toward where her raincoat had fallen. Susan could see that he was
smiling, enjoying her confusion and excitement and as he stepped
forward lightly gestured with a hand.
	"Stand up, please" he said, sucsinctly.
	Susan managed to struggle up to her feet, her legs trembling,
her hands drifting nervously at her sides, unsure of where to put
them. The redhead bent and scooped up the coat, moving smoothly over
to drape it over the back of a chair, then stood, watching, as he
sauntered to the couch, placing the bag on the floor and settling in.
	"Now... face me, please."
	Susan turned to face him.
	"And let me see you..."
	She knew that he meant for her to strip... Uncertain, she
hesitated for just a moment before moving her hands up to slowly undo
the buttons on her blouse, gradually displaying herself for his
enjoyment, revealing the sheer fabric of the teddy underneath.
	"Now, the skirt, please" he said quietly.
	With trembling hands she pulled the tie that held the wrap
skirt closed and allowed it to slip from her, swirling down her legs,
leaving them exposed, the sheer, black stockings carrassing her legs,
sending small tingles through her with every slight motion. But just
as she was about to slip the now open blouse from her shoulders, he
raised a hand, indicating for her to stop. She virtually froze,
confused, as she cast his gaze toward where the redhead stood, behind
her.
	"I think perhaps you should have the pleasure of seeing this,
don't you?"
	Susan watched as he slowly rose from the couch and stepped
asside, just as the redhead entered her field of vision and when her
eyes swept across the woman, she gasped. The redhead had taken the
opportunity of Susan's back being turned to don a snug harness which
encircled her waist and laced through her crotch with a thick leather
strap... and jutting out from the crotch was a long, thick, lifelike
shaped, black dildo.
	The redhead moved with a slow, feminine grace to the couch and
slowly lowered herself until she was perched on the edge of the
cushion, before leaning back, half reclining, her legs spread
slightly, the dildo jutting upwards, her eyes fixed on Susan's body, a
definate look of hunger filling her face.
	Susan felt his hands on her shoulders from behind as the open
blouse was now slowly peeled from her, sliding down her arms and
leaving her feeling naked and vulnerable, despite the teddy. She could
feel the trembling in her legs while at the same moment the steady
throb in her sex caused the moisture there to tickle just inside the
swollen, aroused lips. Then she felt his hands on her shoulders once
more, this time pressing her forward, causing her to step, slowly,
toward the couch, pulling her to a halt a mere few feet before where
the redhead reclined, gazing up at her, eyes blazing with lust.
	She watched in fascination as the redhead brought up her hand,
revealing a small bottle of clear liquid which she slowly, almost
ritually opened, gently pouring a measure of the liquid into her palm
before setting the bottle asside. The redhead then placed her upturned
hand just above the jutting cock and slowly turned, allowing the
ointment to ooze down over its head, allowing it to run down the
length, before gently wrapping the shaft in her palm and beginning to
slowly stroke it.
	Even while her gaze and attention was fixed on this display,
this preparation which she knew was being made for her, she could been
his fingers loop under the straps of the teddy at her shoulders and
slowly peel them down her arms, until the sheer cloth fell away from
her breasts, leaving them exposed, the nipples erect and aching. The
redheads gaze fell on the two tight, excited points of flesh and she
cooed a low moan of approval, her hand continuing to slowly stroke the
length of the false cock, causing it to glisten under the coating of
the liquid.
	Susan was flushed now, her face and throat warm with the blood
of excitement and vulnerability that coursed through her. She felt his
hands gently on her shoulders slowly begin to slide down her arms,
gently drawing them back until they crossed at the wrists at the small
of her back. She felt the loop of the rope sliding over her hands and
drawn snug, then the end beginning to wind around and over itself,
binding her arms together. In a few moments they were pinned and
immobile behind her and her sense of vulnerability increased.
	But even as she wondered what next might occur, she felt him
pressing himself against her back, his hands sweeping around her
sides, cupping her breasts, his thumbs reaching out to gently stroke
the erect and throbbing nipples. She felt the crotch of his trousers
pressed firmly against her hands, his erect cock, swathed beneath the
layers of cloth, pressing into her palm. She moaned as a finger slid
up to join each thumb, capturing her nipples and beginning to press
them, sending fresh waves of excitement through her, coursing down her
stomach and drawing echoing throbs from her clit.
	"Watch her, Susan" she heard him barely breath into her ear,
and she had to struggle against her own arousal to fix her gaze on the
redhead once more. The redhead had now slipped her other hand down to
her crotch and while continuing to stroke the now gleaming, moistened
phallus slid the fingers of her other hand beneath leather strap and
into her own sex, working it slowly, almost teasingly in long, slow
strokes. Susan couldn't be sure if the odor of sexual heat that
drifted up at her was coming from herself, this woman or some blend of
the two of them.
	And then Susan felt the pressure on her left nipple and her
eyes automatically flicked down to see the clamp being slipped over
it, slowly closing down to grip it, firmly. A fresh wave of sensations
rolled through her and she felt her knees unlock, threatening to drop
her to the floor, but she simply moaned and shudders, forcing herself
to remain upright.
	She watched in fascination as the chain from the clamp was
drawn across her chest and the other clamp took possession of her
right nipple, doubling the rolling waves of throbbing that filled her
chest and mind. Instinctively her fingers closed on his crotch,
feeling the outline of his hard cock inside his trousers and she ached
to feel it stab deep into her, fill her, fuck her... but she knew that
tonight, at least to begin, her sex was meant for another piercing.. a
kind of sacrifice... a gentle transition to the experience of another
woman.
	The redheads eyes were virtually glistening now and her hand
was stroking the black cock as if it were real, as if it could really
feel the waves of pleasure her hand was massaging into it, though
Susan could see that her other hand was now pressed closer against her
sex, the first and second fingers buried deep, stroking steadily now.
	For a moment Susans eyes slid shut and she groaned in need and
frustration, when she suddenly felt something light and soft brush
against her lips. Startled, she opened her eyes and drew her head
back, her mouth opening to emit a small cry... which allowed the knot
in the long, silk scarf to slip between her surprised lips and pull
firmly back, forming a soft but unwielding gag which he nimbly looped
and tied behind her head.
	Even as she faught to steady her breathing against the rush of
excitement this new sensation shot through her, she felt herself
pushed gently forward to the edge of the couch, and the redheads legs
slip between her own, the redheads thighs pressing her own outwards
until she felt very open and vulnerable. Even as she attempted to
catch her balance, she felt herself pressed forward and instinctively
bent her knees to catch herself from falling forward over the
reclining redhead... and she realized that she was now kneeling over
the excited cock-weilding woman.
	"She's all yours" he said from behind her and released his
grip on her shoulders.
	Susan moaned at the strangeness and thrill of this closeness
to another woman and allowed her mind to begin to float, observing and
feeling whatever might transpire, hungry now only to emmerse herself
in the pleasure of her own body.
	The redheads fingers slipped from her own sex and cupped
Susans crotch, stroking it gently through the sheer material of the
teddy, causing Susan to shudder in pleasure and press down against the
fingers, seaching for the cumming that lurked just out of touch.
	She could feel the fingers trace slowly over the lips of her
sex, gently yet with a skill and knowledge only another woman would
possess, sending fresh ripples of pleasure through Susan's body and
causing her to shudder.
	Then she felt the tugging, heard the snaps opening and the
brush of cool air against her now uncovered sex, chilling the moisture
that she had leaked and which now hung on the lips of her sex like
tears.
	"Look at me" the redhead hissed. Half in a daze of lust Susan
opened her eyes wide and forced herself to look down at into those
burning, lust-ridden green orbs that drilled straight through to her
soul.
	"I want you looking into my eyes" the redhead said quietly,
forcefully "while I fuck you."
	Susan whimpered, overwhelmed with a rush of sensations and
confusion. She could only watch, in a half-dream, as the redhead
leaned slowly forward, her mouth descending toward her chest, as Susan
saw her lips open to take the center of the chain that connected the
nipple clamps between her teeth. The redhead remained forward as she
slowly tilted her head up to look into Susan's eyes, and there was a
dark and satisfied smile on her lips. Then she slowly lowered herself
back, the chain drawing first outwards, then taut, then Susan's own
nipples being drawn outwards, sending a shock of feelings through her,
and causing her to pull down, like a horse being lead by a bit.
	Susan didn't know whose hands they were, but the pressing on
her hips forced her steadily downwards, her knees sliding further and
further apart... and then she felt the hard tip of the black cock
against her swollen and throbbing sex, pushing then parting them and
finally the startlingly large head of the thing passed into her. She
shuddered and moaned, feeling her sex being slowly penetrated and
opened by this monstrous thing, stabbing gently into her, awakening
the nerves that lined her insides and causing them to wail out fresh
waves of pleasure through her.
	A sharp tug on the chain snapped her gaze back to the redhead,
whose blazing eyes were now fixed on her, and at that instant she felt
the womans upward thrust and the entire shaft of the cock penetrated
deeply into her, causing her to cry out into the gag with her
splitting, filling violation.
	Her mind was adrift, locked in waves of pure pleasure, the
universe shrunk down to her own nipples, her own filled and fucked
sex, and the twin beacons of this strange womans eyes as the slow,
long thrusting began from beneath her, into her, stripping away the
last of her thoughts.
	She only half felt the redheads hand slide across her hip but
when the tip of the vibrator that she held pressed against Susans
tight anus and began to fill her, Susan roared in a half-human sound
that the gag between her teeth only distorted but could not muffle.
	As the vibrator slipped into her backside, Susan began to
whimper and grow weak, her torso leaning back, only to cause the chain
linked to the clamps on her nipples to pull tight, stretching her
breasts outward and assualting her with still new waves of pleasure
and a seasoning of pain.
	When the vibrator was turned on, deep in her ass, it was as if
a jolt of electricty had shot through her and her entire body
clenched, drawing the first sob from her soul as the first waves of an
orgasm boiled up from deep in her and erupted through her flesh like a
flame.
	And when the redheads palm slipped over her stomach, and slid
down, the fingertip easing between the folds of her lips and finding
her clit, beginning to stroke it back and forth, a bit of Susan's soul
flew out as yet another orgasm shot through her in a wave of pure
ecstacy and abandon.
	That only seemed to spur the redhead on and the pace of her
penetration increased, her sex and ass impaled and captured, her
nipples stretched and tormented, her clit stroked and teased, and yet
another orgasm erupted through her, more forceful than before.
	The black cock in her sex pistoned steadily, forcefully, it's
movements into and out of her body alternating with the strokes of the
trembling vibrator in her ass, leaving her feeling alternately filled
and vacant, used and penetrated, tormented and stuffed.... and never,
ever, in her entire life, so totally and completely fucked. And as she
swelled and burst in yet another cumming, she wondered what else could
possibly be in store for her...
	
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