Chapter 48

Still standing in the dungeon, Nicole glanced at Sally.  They seemed to come
to some sort of unspoken agreement, because as if one, the two were standing
nude before me.

"Master?"

"Yes, Sally."

"Uh, if you're not too tired, and since we're all here, and, well, would you
do that to us, too?"

"You would dare ask your Master for a punishment?" I asked her darkly.

Quickly backtracking, she stuttered and stammered, "Uh, well, uh, no, uh,
well, not exactly, M-m-master.  We, uh, we weren't thinking quite of a
p-p-punishment, sir."

"Well, I was.  It has been quite a while since I've enjoyed the feel of the
lash against your hot asses, and, truth be told, those two girls of yours
have got me hotter than I like.  I think I would like to take it out on you
two."  I stared at them sternly.  "Assume the position they were in."

My ladies blanched at my words and my tone, but obediently bent over the
trestles recently vacated by their daughters.  I fastened their ankles wide
apart.  Before I bound their hands, I stood each one up in turn, kissed them
deeply, and then gagged them.  Sally's eyes grew wide and moist when I
fastened her gag.  Quickly I loosened it and held her close.

"Too tight, lover?" I asked her.

She shook her head.  "Just too perfect, Master.  You are too kind to me."

Refastening her gag, I kissed her on her forehead, then bent her over and
tied her hands out in front of her.  I couldn't resist fondling those
tremendous hanging globes, and Sally was soon squirming in her bonds, her
juices dripping down her legs.

Nicole had observed my preparation of Sally and tried to devour me when I
kissed her.  I pulled back from her with a questioning look.

"Do not be gentle with me, Master.  It is not necessary."

That was all she said.  I gagged her and tied her over the padded bar of the
trestle.  I mauled her breasts roughly and, when her moans of pleasure
reassured me of her acceptance of the pain, I decided to add one more
twisted piece of equipment to the afternoon's session.

I went to the rack and got four shorter leather straps and two cords.  The
leather straps were fastened around the bases of the four lovely hanging
tits and pulled tight.  They were tight enough to prevent the outflow of a
lot of the blood, causing the orbs to swell to an abnormal hardness.  The
grossly distended nipples looked almost inflamed.  Clamps on the ends of the
cords were attached to those sensitive buds, causing the moans from the two
women to intensify greatly.  The cords had been looped through rings in the
floor, and by pulling one end of the cord and re-tying it, I could increase
the downward pull of the nipple clamps until the swollen breasts were
tightly and painfully drawn toward the floor.  Any movement translated into
intense pain for my two lovers.

I picked the soft leather belt I had used on their daughters and stepped
behind them.  It was a sight to behold.  Two alabaster asses, begging for
the lash.  I obliged.

I had a lot of pent up emotions and feelings, and I took it out on those
luscious moons.  I don't know how long I lashed, first one, then the other,
back and forth, back and forth.  I sensed Sally cum first, then Nicole, then
they came together, as if they were synchronizing their orgasms.  I released
the clamps on their nipples, and they screamed in blissful agony into the
gags.  The soft leather belt bit into their chests soon after, giving them
little respite from the pain.  They were not hard blows, but the swollen
tissues were extremely sensitive.  I sensed the pending explosions building
in them both and quickly moved behind them.  Using one hand on each glorious
butt, I swatted them hard until they came together once more, a thunderous
climax of pain and pleasure.

Not finished with them yet, I stepped behind Nicole.  I moistened my pillar
of stone in her flowing juices then placed the tip at her clenched rosebud.
I had never taken her this way, and, although she had seen me take Sally
anally, she had never encouraged me to take her this way.

I felt her tense at the first touch.  Then, with a heart-wrenching sob, she
pushed herself back as best she could.  I didn't understand, but I didn't
sense any fear or terror from her, either.  Slowly, I pushed forward,
entering the hot cavern of her rectum.  It was obvious she was tight and I
was almost too big.  She slumped as the waves of pain consumed her.  I
started to pull out, but she clamped down hard on my cock.  It must have
been intensely painful for her, but I held still.  Slowly she tried to
thrust herself back towards me, urging me into her a little at a time.  I
thought she was going to hurt herself, but she kept urging herself back on
my rigid cock.

When I hit bottom, I felt as if I had died and gone to heaven, if heaven is
ass-fucking.  I mean, Sally's ass is wonderful, and, well, I have to be real
careful here, but this first time with Nicole was every bit as wonderful as
that first time in Sally's ass.  Just no bathing suit.  As I felt her
acceptance of me, I slowly pulled out of that clasping hole, then just as
slowly drilled back into the murky depths.

Nicole had relaxed by then and the initial pain of my impalement was
subsiding.  Make no mistake, I was big, her asshole was small.  It hurt her.
I knew it, and her acceptance of this act was a special gift to me.  I knew,
and I think she did too, that this would only be the first of many anal
delights we would enact together.  Each would hurt her, just as they hurt
Sally, but I knew she would soon eagerly seek to please me in this way.

As she relaxed I increased the speed of my strokes into that clutching
orifice.  With all of the prior stimulus with the teens, I figured I wouldn'
t last long, and I didn't.  I lay gasping, sprawled over her sweaty striped
back, having spent myself deep within her bowels.  I could still feel her
trembling from the post-coital orgasms coursing through her.  I tenderly
caressed her hanging tits, tweaking her nipples to coax a final spasm or two
from her exhausted body.

Thanks to the miracle devices of Dr. Wang, I was as hard when I pulled out
as I had been when I first plundered her ass.  As much as I would have loved
to stay there and let it marinate in her steamy heat, I had one more ass to
poke.

Sally, knowing what was coming, was open and relaxed as I presented the tip
of my shit-soiled cock to her anus.  With a lunge, I sank in balls deep on
the first stroke.  Only it wasn't into her ass.  With a slight shift at the
last moment, I buried myself into her steaming cunt.  I could hear her moan
of disappointment and ecstasy even through the gag.  The enhancer from those
tiny devices embedded in her kicked in and Sally drifted off on a sexual
odyssey, sending out her joy and love to me over her link.  I plowed on into
her until I deposited a load in her as well.

All in all, not a bad half-day's work.