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(MF, intr, oral, anal, exh) *** PART 2 Maryanne reveled in her new life as Master Todd's sex slave, although she did not think of herself as his slave but that he was her guide to a more fulfilled life. That evening when she revealed her new life to her husband, Don, she demonstrated her attachment to Todd. Remaining on her knees with wrists tied and ankles bound, she watched Todd step before her. He undid his pants and let them fall on the floor. He was already wood hard and had a drop of pre-cum that lingered at his slit. Maryanne leaned forward to take him in her mouth; whereupon she gave him a long and loving blow job. When he came, Maryanne sucked in every drop of his cum and swallowed it with a smile. When he withdrew, she licked him clean and continued to smile in a demonstration of her devotion. He pulled his pants back up to button them closed. Todd walked behind Maryanne and undid the ties. He helped her stand up, embraced and kissed her, while Don watched with an unbelieving look on his face. Todd whispered something in her ear. She clearly said, "Yes, Master, as you wish it of me." She turned around and headed to her bedroom and closed the door. Todd turned to face Don, "Thank you for letting me have your wife. Good night." Don watched him strut to the front door, open it and leave. Don went to their bedroom and knocked on the door. Maryanne said, "Come in." His face was red and his hands were fisted. "Maryanne, are you really serious about this bullshit?" She smiled libidinously and said, "But Don, you did this to us. It's not my fault it turned out like this. By the way, we need separate beds if we're to sleep in the same room. Otherwise I prefer that you use the guest room. I'm sure you can find one of those girls at work who will be happy to satisfy you sexually. However, unless you throw me out, which will cost you in alimony; I will stay here, keep our house clean, do the washing, and, unless I am with Master Todd, make your meals." Don spluttered, turned redder in his face, threw up his arms and stormed out. Maryanne could hear him in the liquor cabinet search for something to drink. She stripped off the flimsy dress, stood before the full length mirror and admired the gold jewelry around her neck, pierced through her nipples and clitoral hood, and the gold anklet Todd had fastened onto her when he undid the rope around her ankles. Lying on her bed, she tugged her nipple rings, but the pain overcame the arousal pleasure. She wondered when the pleasure would replace the pain. In the following days, her master would call two or three times a week to ask how her piercings felt. She would tug on them and her response was enough to let him know she was not ready to be touched. All Maryanne could do is clean the house, make meals and think about what has happened. She accepted her submissive attitude with Master Todd, but wondered why Don had so little effect on that part of her nature. She eventually worked out that Don had not a single dominant instinct. He reminded her of her father in almost every way. Her mother was the dominant half of their marriage. Maybe mother was simply demanding but without sufficient force of personality to be a true dominatrix. Their marriage was more like an entente. It still perplexed her why she gave into Todd. The sex was good, but it was good with Don. I made so little sense, but she liked being controlled. Then it dawned on her that if Todd took full control, she was not responsible for her actions. Yes, that had to be it. She felt relieved to find a satisfactory answer to her acceptance of her new life style. She walked in front of the mirror again to examine the collar, the anklet and the piercings. They all said that she belonged to Todd. She had more unanswered questions however. She wondered why does Don accept all the restrictions on him and stay with her. Does he hope she comes back to him or was being his housekeeper all he really wanted in the first place? Those questions seemed irreconcilable, so she gave up worrying about them. *** After three weeks, Maryanne decided that the pleasure was greater than the pain when she tugged on her piercings that morning. After Don left, she phoned her master. "The piercings feel perfect now, my master. I long to see you so much, please let me see and be touched by you." "Excellent my sweet, I desire you as well. Around Noon, Ben will arrive to pick you up. He will bring you the clothes I wish you wear. Do not add to what he brings to you. Do you understand me?" "I do, Master." Maryanne hung up the phone and began to prepare although she had two hours or more before Ben would arrive. First she showered and washed her hair before she filled the tub with hot water and jasmine oils. After a twenty minute soak, she dried her body with a warm, soft towel, and used a hair dryer on her tresses. She brushed and put the hair in two pigtails that could drape over her shoulders or down her back. After she rubbed her oil on her body, she put on a silk robe, sat at her vanity and carefully put on her makeup. When satisfied, Maryanne went down to the kitchen and made a cup of herbal tea, which she carried into the living room to wait for her ride. When the doorbell buzzed, she opened the door and Ben, after he coolly gave her the once over, came inside. He carried a dress carrier bag with two hangers, a large shopping bag and a small black leather carryall. Maryanne reached for the bags, but Ben said, "Uh huh, Miss Maryanne, I will carry them for you and I will help you get dressed." She was about to argue, but realized it would be a waste of energy and time. It was up to her to obey Master Todd's instructions even when given by Ben. She led the way upstairs into her bedroom. Ben hung up the carrier bag on the closet door and put the other bag on the vanity chair. "Would Miss stand before her full mirror, please." She did as asked. Ben removed her robe then walked around to study her. "Miss, if you please, I think your pubic hair should be trimmed. Would you like me to take care of that for you?" She didn't know what to think or say at first, but realized that Ben likely knew what their Master favored. "I shall appreciate your attention to every detail. Shall I go into the bathroom?" She led the way while he picked up his carryall. He helped her up to sit on the counter and spread her legs. Out of his carryall he took out a spray can of shaving crème, a small cuticle scissor, a straight edge razor, a small jar of lotion and a pair of thin surgical gloves. After he put on the gloves and found a small towel and a wash cloth, he ran the hot water to soak the cloth. He looked up at her and said, "Try not to be nervous or move. I am very experienced at my job." She nodded, pressed her hands firmly against the counter, leaned back to watch as he pulled on the gloves, and clipped some of the hair away before carefully wetting the pubic hairs. Then he sprayed some crème on the fingers of one hand and gently rubbed them on what remained. He picked up the razor and softly scraped her labia clean. Next he trimmed the pubic hair on her mound into the shape of a heart. He used the towel to clear the cut hair and remaining crème away. He then finished by massaging lotion into the hairless areas of her genitalia. He lifted her down and took her, by hand, to return into the bedroom. She smiled and said, "Thank you Ben, you did a lovely job. I appreciate your attention to details." In her mind, she thought that this was luxury. If this is how she is to be treated as a slave, she wished it happened years earlier. Ben motioned for her to sit at the vanity. He studied her head for a moment, then undid the pigtails before he brushed her hair and used a comb to separate the hair into two halves. Then he separated the halves into three parts before he braided each along with blue silk ribbons woven in the plaits. He left the bottom three inches unbraided. He reached in to his carryall again and brought out two lengths of thin blue silk. He tied off the braided section from the loose end into bows. She studied his actions while he worked. When done they smile at each other in the vanity mirror. He gave her a hand to help her stand up and brought her to the full mirror again where he reached in the smaller bag and took out a small black cincher that he helped put around her waist. Four suspenders were attached to the cincher. While he reached back in the bag, Maryanne worked on her breathing with the cincher in place. Ben knelt before her and held up a pair of sheer thigh highs with a slim back seam. One by one, she lifted a leg to allow him to roll the stockings up her legs. He ensured the seams were straight before he attached them to the suspenders. "Miss, I shall help put on your dress now." He took out of the dress bag a skin tight, stretchy, black strapless mini dress. It had a wet rubber look, but she could feel its thin and breathable texture. He followed that by covering her bare shoulders with a black sheer silk georgette stole with a satin scalloped border. Maryanne turned around and looked at the effect of the clothing she now wore. It was sexily seductive yet she was fully covered. Ben then asked her to sit on the bed so he could put her five inch stiletto heel pumps on her feet. She felt more than simply gorgeous. "Ben you are a marvel. Can I get you something to drink or eat?" "No thank you Miss. Master Todd waits for you at a hotel. Do you have a clutch to carry your keys, makeup and such? If not, I have one in the car." "I have one, it is on the dresser. Together they drove to the hotel then went up to Todd's room. He wore an open neck light blue silk shirt and silk blend slacks. Ben poured them champagne, which they drank before Todd took her in the bedroom. He studied her for a minute then slowly took off each article of clothing. He caressed each bit of bared skin as it he removed each article of clothing. When naked, he kissed and caressed her from head to chest. Then put her on the bed and worked down to her toes then up to her freshly shaved genitals. He licked, kissed and sucked his way to her clit and worked on her clit until she came. He did not stop but kept up the oral and manual stimulation by adding a finger then another in her vulva. He felt the tremors roil through her groin and thighs as she orgasmed again and again. She finally begged him she had enough. After a restful pause, he crawled up her body and offered his cock to her mouth. She sucked, used a hand to caress his scrotum and was determined to deep throat him, glad he wasn't more than average sized like Don. When he came she was pleased how fruity his cum tasted. When done, he asked, "Would you like to have Ben fuck you for the good job he did." She'd never had a black man before, but she was too addled by organisms and cum tasting, that she never thought to say no. If she expected wham bam sex with a big cock, Ben surprised her when he took his time to slowly push his average sized cock in deeper, then slowly thrust up and down. She wrapped her legs around his waist and encouraged him with her legs and hips. She felt every spurt of cum he blew into her. Her legs slipped off his waist as they rested. After wards, he carried her into the bathroom to give her a vaginal enema before he washed her in the tub and dried her off. Back in the bedroom, he dressed her in a snug, slinky mini dress held up with a thin strap tied around her neck. It came with a side slit to her hips and covered her chest to just about the nipples. Her back was left bare except for the curves of her derriere and the ribbon tie from the top front to around her bare back. She could feel the hem of the skirt was less than three inches below her Vee. The dress was compliments with patterned knee high stayups and four inch sandals Todd escorted her to the hotel dining room where they enjoyed a marvelous meal accompanied by a delightful wine. After they finished eating, they went to the hotel's club room for a couple hours of dancing. Todd was the perfect gentleman. He didn't sneak touches on her ass, thighs or breasts. Maryanne enjoyed the experience of dancing with him. Upon their return to the suite, Ben took charge of Maryanne and led her into the bedroom on the left. He helped her take off her clothes and put them away. On the bed lied a pink lacy baby doll with scoop neckline with ruffle trim, flower detail, and flutter petal trim. Ben helped her into the baby doll then the slippers for her feet. She returned to the living room Ben, who then moved to a bar and made mimosa cocktails. She sat on the sofa with Todd, who had changed into a pair of black silk shorts and a matching mid thigh silk robe. Ben left a pitcher of mimosas on the coffee table before he disappeared into the bedroom on the right. For a moment Maryanne wondered in which bedroom she would spend the night. Meanwhile they sat close to each other without talking and sipped their mimosas. Todd slowly drew circles on one of her thighs with a finger, which move interminably slow higher. Her breathing deepened in anticipation as to where that maddening finger would go. Todd didn't rush, but eventually his fingers reached under the baby doll skirt to caress her labia. She was already partially aroused but wanted more contact. Nevertheless she knew she had to let her master determine the pace and direction. She moaned when the fingers reached her labia, her arousal grew and the nether lips unfolded. His finger reached her clitoris and began the soft, slow circling of her sensitive bit of tissue. She almost was unaware of his pinky move down her slit and slipped into her vagina. Later she would be amazed at his control. His index finger circled and caressed her clit, while his pinky finger slid up and down her vagina to just barely stimulate her G-spot. He put down his glass to use his other hand to caress her breasts and tweak her nipples. She lied back against the sofa, both hands gripped her glass, with mouth open and eyes closed she gradually moved faster towards her peak until with a soft cry of "Yes!" she went over the peak and had her first orgasm of the night. She collapsed like a rag doll. Todd took her glass to put it on the table. He stood up in order to lift her into his arms and he carried her into the left bedroom. *** She awoke as the sun's rays entered the windows. It took a few minutes to remember she woke in the hotel bed. All she could recall of the time after Todd carried her into the room is that he eased off the baby doll and pleasured her with many orgasms until she fell asleep. She threw off the sheet and became aware that her upper thighs and genitals were covered in a sticky cream that began to dry out, but most of all, her bladder demanded her attention. She wobbly forced herself to stand up while she recalled where the en suite bathroom is located. As she made her way there, more of the sticky cum dribbled out of her vagina to roll down her thighs. She made her way to the toilet to relieve her bladder, her urine mixed with cum splashed into the water. When done, she wiped herself then noticed the bidet. She decided to make use of it. She held her nether lips apart and turned on the water. The force of the cold water shocked her to be further awake. After a minute or so of the bidet flushing her, she stepped into the tub and turned the water on and adjusted it to as hot as she could stand it. She found a throw away cover for her hair then scrubbed her thighs and hips before she allowed the heated water flow over her face, chest and back. When she had enough, she turned off the water and slid open the shower door to find Sam who waited with a soft, warm towel for her to step out. He wrapped her in the towel and gently patted her dry. "Would Miss like some breakfast now?" "Oh God, yes, but first I need some mouth wash." Maryanne returned to the bedroom and put on the clothes that she arrived in the day before. All the other clothes were packed in a bag. She guessed Ben took care of them while she showered. She walked into the central room. Ben was putting breakfast on the table. Neither talked as they ate; when done, Ben said, "Leave the breakfast stuff on the table. It is time to take you home." She sat next to Ben in the front for the first time. They still had nothing to say to each other. Maryanne stared out the side window at the scenery as they went past. She tried to make sense of last night. She knew the pleasure was there. Her nipples stayed hard all night. They began to firm up again as she recalled how Master Todd played and sucked on the rings and nipples. She also remembered how easily thoroughly her clit was stimulated when Todd fucked her, but she could not remember how often he did so, but it could not matter. She asked herself did she enjoy the night and told herself it was heavenly. Why, then, did she feel so morose this morning. It came to her in a flash of understanding. It was not last night, but the next few days before Todd requested her again. That was the problem. What is she to do to make use of that time? Don all but ignores her and she cannot fault him for it. She realized she dreaded the loneliness to come before she gets the next call. She sighed and closed her eyes until they reached her home. Sam carried the bag of the clothes from last night up to her room and began to put them away. She took off the clothes she wore home before she sat on the bed and watched. When he was done, Sam turned to her to ask, "Is there anything that Miss needs me to help her with?" A gleam came to her eyes as she said, "Yes, Sam. Will you please fuck me again? Are you allowed?" Ben wore a hungry smile and said, "Yes Miss. Master Todd said that I should do whatever you ask of me. I would love to fuck you as often as you wish. Shall I undress now?" She nodded and scrutinized his body as if she never actually noticed him before. He had very dark skin, almost pure black that would have a purple shine when the sunlight fell on him. His head was shiny bald. His eyes, dark as coal gleamed when he returned her scrutiny. His lips were full and his face was round. His skin was so dark that she barely made out his male nipples. Ben had a lean body, a flat stomach and muscular legs. A strip of curly hair ran from his chest down to his loins and much of his thighs. His swollen member bobbed as he stepped closer to her. In a sudden desire, she slid to her knees and reached for his erection. She wrapped her lips around it and drew it into her mouth. Her tongue swirled around his dark crown. The taste was familiar. It swelled in her mouth as she sucked it deeper until she felt him in her throat. It took her by surprise. She never had taken any man that deep. His groan got her attention. She looked up at him as he said, "Don't make me cum yet. Let us get on the bed or on the floor, whatever you prefer." Maryann felt completely wanton when she had sex with Ben. She dropped to her elbows and knees then lowered her head and breasts to the carpet. Her ass pointed up at Ben. She made a total offering of herself to him. Ben took firm hold of her hips to ease himself into her vagina. Then he molded his body against hers and took a pigtail in each hand. He rode her hard, pulling on the pigtails, as he drove into her again and again. Maryanne enjoyed the perverse pleasure to be taken in this manner. She grunted she met his thrusts. Her nipple rings tugged at her nipples as the slid across the carpet. She began to talk filthy. "Fuck me hard you black son of a bitch. I want to feel you inside. Fuck me. Fuck me. Fill me with your cum." It did not take very long for her first orgasm. She thought she peed, but later learned that she ejaculated for the first time. Sam came but kept plowing her vagina in deep and steady strokes. Maryanne climaxed again and again. Her toes were in pain as they curled tighter, her thighs began to shudder with the strain and still she came while a mixture of his cum and her juices ran down her thighs. *** Finally he slipped out of her and let her pigtails go. She collapsed and rolled onto her side. He lay down next to her. Both heaved like bellows as they struggled to get oxygen to their limbs. Same was first to regain control. He got up and went in the bathroom to take a quick, hot shower. Then he filled the tub with hot water. He added fragrant oil to the water. He went back to the bedroom to find Maryanne still lying on the floor and breathing hard. He swept her up in his arms and carried her to the tub. He lowered her gently into the steamy water. Her eyes flew open and she grabbed him around the neck. "It's so hot, Ben." "It's alright, Miss. You will get used to the heat and it will help you relax." "Ben, that was amazing. I feel thoroughly and wonderfully fucked. Why do I feel so good when you fuck me?" "I cannot say, Miss." "Cannot or will not?" "I think I should make you some soothing tea, Miss." "Thank you, but make a cup for yourself. I don't want you to leave yet." When Ben left, Maryanne savored the bath. She turned her mind off and relaxed. *** Ben came back later. He felt water had begun to cool. He found a large bath towel, help her to stand up and step into the towel. He wrapped it around her and patted her dry. Then he took her into the bedroom and to the little round table under a window that faced the backyard. On the table were two steaming cups of tea and a tea kettle. He sat her in one of the chairs and took the opposite one. He had dressed, she still in the towel. "Ben, I want to know something. Does Master Todd have other sex slaves like me?" "Yes, Miss, but they come and go; some after one night, some after months. Some he finds a new master. But I know you are special for him. He is in much demand." "Oh. What about you? How old are you?" "I think about fifty-five, Miss. I am not sure. I was raised in a brothel in Nola until I was maybe twenty. I worked in brothels until Master Todd hired me." "How did you become such a good lover?" "I was taught by the hoes in the brothels mainly. I've been around sex all my life. Miss, I must go back to work now. I'm sure Master Todd needs me pretty soon." "Do you mean to pick up another of his sex slaves?" "They's not slaves, Miss. You are not a slave. You walk away whenever you wish." "Can you come visit me on days when Master Todd hasn't requested me?" "Maybe some times, Miss. Why do you ask?" "I want you to teach me more about sex but I also want you to fuck me again." "I sure would enjoy that. I will come when I can, Miss. Now I must go. Shall I help you get dressed first?" "No thank you, Ben. I can do that for myself. Thank you for today, Ben." *** It was to be some time before Ben came to visit. Two days later, he did come to pick her up to see Todd again. He brought another outfit for her to wear. This one I is a white seamless cutout mini dress that included long sleeves with multiple cutouts. The minimal dress had thin straps to connect the bit of material that covered most of her breasts leaving much of the valley visible as well as the round bottoms of her breasts as well as the area between the breast band and the waist belt. The two were connected by an 'X' of thin cloth. Under the waist band was another smaller bare area to the largest cover area that ran from below her navel and the top of her mound. This part fit snugly around her hips down to mid thighs, but split into two bands to run to her back. The four bands ran across her back with a top to bottom rib that followed her spine with cutouts. The large holes were about three inches across but became smaller as they ran down her spin and the crevasse between her cheeks. Ben helped her put in on. She wore no stockings only a pair of five inch heel clear sandals on her feet. Of course, no underwear is provided. "Where do we go tonight, Ben?" "Master Todd waits in the car. Your makeup is fine and I am happy to see you did your hair braids with a white ribbon. How did you know to do white?" "I didn't know. Come here." He stepped closet to her. She embraced and kissed him. "Keep me safe tonight, Ben." "I'll do my best, Mss. She joined Todd in the back seat; he kissed her while running his hands over her body. Then he said, "I am taking you to my favorite club tonight." She said nothing but did snuggle up to him. He tickled her thighs on the long ride to the club in one of the city's high rises. The club was on the top floor. The walls were all glass, except for the single elevator. Maryanne could see most of the city outside. The room featured two long bars alongside two opposite windows. A band stand in one corner was occupied by a string quartet. The maître d'hôtel took them to a table by one of the windows. A cloth covered banquette covered two sides of the table. She and Todd were seated on one of the banquettes. A linen table cloth covered the table down to within seven or eight inches of the floor. A waitress, who wore only a micro bikini and five inch heels, brought them a drink – mimosas. Maryanne noticed with shocked surprise that between each table was a cage. In each cage was a nude woman who danced seductively to the music of the band. The cage to her left contained a voluptuous red head and the one to the right contained an equally attractive brunette. Twenty minutes later another couple sat at their table. No introductions were made. Master Todd took her to the dance floor for a couple of dances. Then he whispered in her ear. "The entertainment is about to begin, let us return to our table." On the table in front of Todd she saw a paddle with a number on it like those used at auctions. The other man at the table also held one. Near the elevators a light came on to make visible a platform about six feet high. The quartet played a subdued tune while the room became brighter. A man in a full dress suit walked to one of the cages and opened the door then he helped the woman step down. She was a gorgeous, shapely blonde albeit with smaller breasts. Once again, it surprised Maryanne to see the man fasten a golden leash to the woman's collar. He paraded the woman around the room so that each table could see her close up. Then he led her to the raised platform. "Gentlemen, for our first offering we have a favorite. Brigit is bi and enjoys couples. The bidding starts at five hundred. I see have a number of bids. Let's try seven hundred and fifty. Still have multiple bids, One thousand, anyone?" The bidding went on in decreasing increments until one person remained at twenty-two hundred dollars. The winner and his date joined Brigit on the platform. The woman pulled her micro mini skirt off and lay down on her back. Birgit positioned herself between the woman's wide spread legs and dipped her head toward the woman's pussy. Meanwhile, Birgit's ass was raised high in a position that Maryanne remembered so well. The man dropped his pants and lined up to anally fuck Birgit. Maryanne silently sat and stared at the sight upon the platform. She could hear their grunts, groans, moans and cries. In a few minutes, the man back away, Brigit stood up then helped the other woman get up, who then kissed Birgit on the lips. Todd whispered in Maryanne's ear. "She always has a satisfied customer. Birgit is famous here for her service. Her master and mistress are quite fortunate." Maryanne whispered back. "I don't understand any of this. Who gets the money?" "I'll explain later." In a few minutes the ringmaster (as Maryanne saw him) went to another cage and did the same with the black haired beauty who stepped down. He announced her name and her offering. This went on for over an hour before they took an intermission. Todd whispered to Maryanne, "Shall we go to my home now?" She nodded and they left. In the elevator she said, "You didn't pay for our drinks and snacks. How come?" He laughed in derision. "Dear, I am a member of the club. I pay my dues every year. For that I get drinks and snacks without a need to pay, unless I want something special, of course. Now no more questions until we get in the car. On the way home, he began to fondle her. She didn't protest, but did say, "You promised me an explanation of what we saw in that club. Please do so." He continued to fondle but said, "This is what this club is about. Club members bring their charges and put them in the cage. Once in the cage, they might be chosen to be bid upon to perform." "But who gets the money?" "The club gets a fourth, the person who entered the performer gets the rest; although it is a tradition to split the money with the performer." "Would you put me a cage?" "I shall, but only if you want me to do so." "I do." "But how will you perform." "I will either do what Brigit did, but only with two men or I will offer to be double penetrated." "My, my, how bold you have become. And I thought you were so shy." *** After spending the night in Todd's bed in a satisfactory manner, Ben took her home after breakfast. Again she sat in the front. On the drive to her home, she said, "Ben, I have favor to ask you if you can spend some time with me this morning." "It would be my pleasure, Miss. What can I do for you today?" "I want you to fuck me on the floor again, and then I want you to use me anally? I need to know what it is like. Also perhaps you can explain how to do a double penetration." "Are you sure? Has Master Todd told you that you were to be offered at his club?" "I am sure and I made the offer. I only trust you to teach me how to be fucked in my asshole." "I appreciate your trust, Miss. However, I wish you would speak with more refinement. Now then, if I/m to help you, we need to make a stop first, if I'm to do this." "Okay and I apologize for my language. I feel that I have become a slut and thought I might as well speak like one. I do have a question for you. Must you refer to me as Miss? I am not a Miss. I am married. My name is Maryanne. Please use it." "Yes, Miss Maryanne, I will." They stopped off at a store that Maryanne never knew about. He came out in a couple of minutes carrying a brown paper bag which he put on the floor in the back. From there, they went to her home. She went into the kitchen to make a pot of coffee. Ben sat at the kitchen table. They chatted while she prepared the coffee and slices of a plain cake. "Why do you really want to do this, Miss Maryanne?" She ignored the Miss part. "I do not really know why. I think because I've become a slut, but I like to be dominated. Master Todd dominates me and I feel good about it. Even you dominate me." "Me? How do I dominate you?" She laughed softly before she answered. "Ben, you bathe me, you take off my clothes and you dress me. You f…I mean you make love to me in a dominating way that I enjoy. That is just some of the ways. I have come to depend on you to do right by me." He laughed with her, "I'll be snookered, Miss Maryanne. I never realized that it could be seen that way. I undress and dress you and bathe you because I am your servant, not to dominate you. Should I stop doing things such as that?" "No, I don't. At least not for me because I am happy when I am dominated, when others decide for me. It makes me not responsible, not irresponsible mind you. So, if you finished your coffee, shall we go upstairs with your little bag of tricks?" *** They went upstairs. She stood by her full mirror and waited for him to instruct her. He put his bag on the vanity, went behind her and began to undress her, including her braids. She responded with a smile and her pose became more relaxed. She watched as her clothing was removed piece by piece. Actually it went quickly, she wore so little. He gave her his first order. "I will prepare a bath for you. I want you to relax in the water for fifteen minutes." She dutifully followed him into the bathroom and waited while he filled the tub. She waited until he handed her into the tub. She didn't react to the heat as it felt just right. He used a cup to pour water over her head a few times, and then he positioned her until only her head was out of the water. When done he brought her back to the bedroom. She heard the rattle of the paper bag, but had no idea what he might prepare for her. Fifteen minutes later he returned to her with a large warm bath town that he found in the linen closet. He held it up for her to step into then dried her. He led her back to her bed and laid her on her stomach in the bed on another large towel with two pillows under her hips. He put a mask over her eyes and turned on some music. After a minute passed, she felt him climb on the bed kneel about her. She waited with nervous anticipation for what he would do. He one time clapped his hands loudly then she heard him rub his hands together quickly. The he gently rubbed her from the top of her shoulders down to her thighs. The heat from his hands relaxed her. Then he started at her shoulders against and gave her a complete warm oil massage. All anxiety flowed away from her and she sighed in pleasure. He massaged her back, arms, calves, thighs and butt cheeks for over twenty minutes. She appeared to be asleep when he stopped. But she quickly reacted when he squeezed some lubricant on her anus which he gently rubbed into her rectum with a finger. She could feel something be pushed into her anus and felt lubricant cover her sphincter muscles. Another finger entered her to spread and massage the lubricant. This was follow by two fingers. She felt her opening grow wider and her sphincter slowly give way. He whispered into her ear. "Don't clench but relax and me inside." She tried. Soon he had his two fingers pass the muscles. His next step after pulling his fingers out was to slide a butt plug inside her. It became wider ax the deeper he pushed it inside. She forced herself to relax until it no longer felt so invasive. Ben got off the bed. She turned her head to see him put on a condom and cover it with more lubrication. He looked at her and saw she watched him. "If you are ready, we will have anal intercourse. She nodded and closed her eyes. He got behind her to lift her hips up so she was on her knees. He reached a hand under her to caress her clit before he place his cockhead at her rear entrance and gently pushed in a half inch or so. Then he pushed again. He repeated this action until he pushed through the anal canal into the rectum. He let her get comfortable each step of the way. When he was nearly all the way inside, he waited again before he began a slow thrusting in and out in short strokes. Slowly he increased his speed. Maryanne wiggled her hips in response. After a couple of minutes he withdrew without ejaculating. He tugged her feet to the side of the bed and on the floor. If you look over your shoulder you ought to be able to see your anus." She did as he suggested. She groaned, "Omigawd, it's so large! How can I keep it from leaking?" "Watch and you will see it return to its original size. I'm no expert so I don't know if you can do this so often, it doesn't close up any more. I also suggest you don't let someone with a long penis do this with you. I mean one of those rare eight or nine inch ones. Even seven inches could be too much. The rectum is less than seven inches deep and may less than six with some people. Don't let the man rush. "Now let's go in the bathroom and give you a cleaning enema. We probably should have done that before hand, but the relaxing soak was more important for your first time. How did you like it by the way?" "Actually it seems like a lot of work. Must one do so much all the time?" "No, the working girls I knew said it becomes easier as you do it more often." "How many times do you think I can do this by next week?" "I wouldn't suggest you do it frequently. This is the butt plug I used on you and this is the lubrication. Wear it for an hour two or three times a day. Then wear it when I drive you and Master Todd to his club. Also take this small pouch with you. It contains two condoms and some lubricant. Lubricate yourself before you go up to the club. I wish you luck Miss Maryanne. I need to rush home now. If I am able, I will come for a visit before then." *** Maryanne satisfied herself that she prepared for this adventure. Ben did visit a couple of days earlier to fuck her fore and aft and impart some additional advice. Today, he came late in the afternoon with the outfit she was to wear to the club, at least until she had to step into the cage. It was a black seamless V-front tube dress. Except the broad Vee, the dress was fishnet, which hid nothing, including her whole back. The upper prongs of the Vee were connected by net work of heavy nylon threads that gave view to the valley and sides of her breasts. It was the most revealing dress Master Todd ever sent over to her. Ben prepared a bath for her and gave her a massage on the bed before he lubricated her anal canal with his fingers. After a couple of minutes, the butt plug was inserted. "I want you to sit at your vanity so I can do your hair and check your makeup." She giggled. "Shouldn't you take the plug out first?" "No, I want you to get used to be filled back there." Once again he put her hair in braids but then wrapped them around her head and pinned them in place. Her areolas and nipples were darkened with the use of rouge and her eyes were outlined with a black eye liner. "You never did my nipples and eyes like that before, how come you did now?" "It will highlight those features when you perform on a stage or before a camera." "Will they film me?" "I don't know. You might ask Master Todd. Now take the doggie position on the floor. I will fuck you while the plug is inside you. I've talked to a couple of pros I know. They suggested this position. Most porn films have one man lie on his back, while the female sits down with his penis in her front door. She bends down to give the second man access to her back door. That means the man on the bottom is a passive player since it can be hard to thrust with the weight of two people on him. This position gives both an active access." Maryanne grunted when Ben entered her. While he thrust in and out her vagina, he manipulated the plug up and down. Maryanne did her best to move in rhythm. He stopped after a minute and pulled out. "That should give you some idea how that feels. By the way, in that other position, some prefer the female to face the feet of the bottom man and some prefer her to lie atop the bottom, either on her belly or on her back. To use an old line that fits – different strokes for different folks." He chuckled at his joke. Maryanne giggled then said, "It felt weird having something moving in both holes, but in a nice way. Now what will we do?" "This time I want you to lie on the bed but on your side. Spread your top leg wide upwards. This dildo, shaped like an average penis, I'll put in your front door, while I will take the back door. Some of the pros I know claim this is the most comfortable way to take a double. You can rest your top let on either the bottom or the top guy." Ben changed his condom when he slowly entered her rear door. Maryanne said, "It felt easier today than last time you entered me back there. Have I become used to having my anal penetrated?" Ben kept fucking her ass while he said, "It is likely so, plus you had the butt plug inside you for a while." He used one hand to manipulate the dildo and he continued to fuck her until he ejaculated. Maryanne think she came three times. After a restful pause, she said, "I think I like that way the most, but I guess any of the ways will work. I think I should use the bidet to rinse off inside me. Do we have to leave soon?" "We have to pick up Master Todd precisely at nine. We have time to eat something. Do you want to go out to eat?" "I'd rather relax here. I can prepare a meal for both of us." Around eight o'clock, they went back to the bedroom. Sam briefly fussed over her hair and makeup. He bent her over the edge of the bed to apply more lubricant to her anal canal and then pushed a new butt plug all the way inside. It moved relatively easy. This plug had a ridge that held it in place. Next he helped her with the dress. She studied herself in the mirror and laughed. "I might as well be naked, but then I guess I will be if I am put in one of those cages this evening. Have you ever been up to the club?" "Not I, Miss Maryanne. I am not rich enough like Master Todd." "I understand. It's funny but Don and I never knew that Todd had so much money. I have no idea what he does for a living." Sam said nothing. He drove to Todd's home to get Master Todd before they were driven to the club's street entrance. Maryanne almost forgot to remove the butt plug before she got out the car. She carried her clutch with her into the private entrance. *** The club room appeared unchanged in any way. However the experience for Maryanne was altogether different. They were met by a club attendant at the entrance when they stepped out of the elevator. Todd quietly said, "Good luck my dear." She took at last glance as the maitre d'hôtel led Todd to the same table as before. Maryanne presumed a bikini clad waitress would bring him his Mimosa. She followed the attendant through a hidden door to a set of stairs going down. They went down one floor and entered a hall way with a half dozen doors. She was shown into the first door on the right. A bikini clad woman led her to a small changing room where she removed her dress and shoes. She used some more lubricant on her anus and palmed two condoms. "I'm ready." The woman led her to a door at the end of the long room, which turned out to be an open elevator. She entered with another nude woman and the bikini woman. It took them up inside one of the bars. Miss bikini led them each to cage. She would have to wait inside until the program began. As far as she could see, most of the cages were occupied. It became wearing to need to stand in the empty cage, while men and couples strolled by to examine the cage's inhabitant. No one spoke to her nor could she discern that anyone spoke about her or any other caged woman. She could watch couples as they danced, busty bikini clad waitresses deliver drinks and the people at the tables on each side of her cage. She felt depersonalized after the first fifteen minutes, but who could have heard her complain. It seemed endless time past, but only an hour had, when the band stopped playing and she heard a voice announce it was time for this evening's auction. Brigit was the first performer to be called. She offered the same service as previously. This evening the high bid was twenty-three hundred dollars. Maryanne though that the people here must have money to burn. She wondered if Brigit ever used her talents without pay. Her thoughts turned to a concern as to what her offer might be valued. She inattentively watched Brigit perform. At the end she received applause, even although most of these people must have seen her do her thing a number of times. The voice broke into her thoughts. "We have a first time performer next. Maryanne has offered to be double penetrated by two men. We have not been able to auction this action in some months. There was a buzz in the room. Maryanne sensed every eye was on her when the same or similar fully dressed man walked to her cage and helped her step down. He fastened the gold leash to her collar and walked her the long way past the tables to the platform. The collar was removed and she was help onto the platform. She waited as the bidding began in the same manner. The auctioneer started as a thousand dollars and increased the bid as long as multiple paddles were raised. She was astounded as the bids went above three thousand dollars. It settled at three thousand five hundred dollars. In moments, two men joined her on the platform and dropped their slacks. In a low voice she explained the side position she would take. She gave a quick glance at the equipment of the two before she chose one to use her front entrance. He looked slightly disappointed. She handed them each a condom before she lay down on the cushions. With one leg in the air, she assisted the first man to enter her. She lowered her leg on his shoulder as the second man positioned himself to enter her anally. She whispered. "It works best if you get into a mutual slow rhythm in opposite directions. I hope you enjoy the experience. Please begin." It took two or three movements before the men got into the rhythm. Slowly they plundered her fore and aft. After a minute, they began to move faster. In another minute the man in the rear began to ejaculate, shortly to be followed by the front man. Maryanne mostly rocked and wiggled her hips. The men came so soon, she was unable to reach her climax, but she expected it so. She did provide a series of noises to indicate her enthusiasm and ended with a fake orgasm. The men thanked and kissed her. She returned the kisses with her own thanks. They put on the slacks and head toward the rest rooms. A bikini woman led her to the bar with the elevator then to her dressing cubicle, where she found a bowl of warm water, a wash cloth and a towel. She sat on the bidet and rinsed out her entrances before she use the cloth to clean herself well. In her clutch she took out a brief pantry and put it on before she slipped into the minimal fish net dress. The bikini girl then took her to Master Todd's table. She found a glass of Mimosa at her place and a tray of edibles. Todd whispered. "You gave a most creditable performance. I may have to do that with you one evening. Come sit close to me." She smiled her reply, put down her clutch, pulled the hem of the dress up to her waist, sat next to him and took a long sip of her drink. He quickly had the fingers of one hand caressing and teasing her pussy and clitoris under the tiny panties. She purred at his touch. She would not have been displeased if he took off her dress to do the same with her breasts. Maryanne's arousal was near her peak. Todd ran two fingers deep into her vagina and wiggled them as he went up and down. In a couple of minutes, she had the orgasm she so desired. It was a small one, but it would satisfy until they returned to Todd's home. *** After they drained a couple more glasses, Todd said, "Let us go home and pleasure each other. Ben had the car at the door when they came outside. Once inside in the back, Todd took off Maryanne's dress and panties. He threw the panties out the window, open his fly to release his cock. Maryanne knew what he wanted and bent down to suck on his rigid manhood. To her surprise, he pulled her head up before he came. Instead he picked her up around the waist, even while he sat, and put her down over his stiff cock. She used a hand to guide him inside and settled down to take him deep. With his hands still around her waist, he lifted and lowered her onto his throbbing member. He soon filled her with his cum. He lifted her off him, took out his handkerchief and stuffed it between her legs before he settled her on his lap. For the rest of the ride home, he played with her nipples as she lain back against him and again began to hum. Todd carried her inside, followed by Ben with her dress and purse. He whispered in her ear. "I would enjoy so much if I could be part of your double penetration." She whispered to him. "But you can. I am sure we can convince Ben to join in this night." He sat down and put her over his knee and spanked her. After a dozen slaps, he said, "I thought it over, and that is an excellent idea." He called for Ben. "I want you to help me double dip Maryanne, please." Todd did not notice that both Ben and Maryanne smiled as they went into the bedroom Stay tuned for further adventures of Maryanne. 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