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Some old friends had invited me to a dinner party
they were holding in Paris. I agreed, as I was going to be there for the
weekend they mentioned. They knew I had broken up with someone I was
deeply in love with six months earlier, and, being kindly people, they
decided to invite some single women along to their party. I must add here
that my friends are big fans of the Fetish scene and so they share my
shameless deviant nature and attitude.
I got to their house on the outskirts of Paris at about eight p.m. There
were a few couples sitting around and two single women who I guessed were
in their late thirties. 'Adrian, so glad you could make it,' Alicia, my
friend Don's lovely brunette wife said as she introduced me to the others.
I shook hands with the two couples and sat down opposite the two single
women, 'Oh, Adrian,' Alicia said, 'this is Sarah, and this is Linda.' I
smiled and took their offered hands. Sarah was a cute-geek with glasses
and shoulder length blonde sixties flick-up hair. She wasn't unattractive
and seemed very shy for someone in a black rubber dress that was so low
cut her pink nipples were virtually out of it.
Linda was different...I disliked her from the outset. Maybe it was her big
nose, her overlarge red-lipped mouth, or possibly her slightly arrogant
mannerisms that, initially, put me off her. She was also French. I have
always found the French difficult, especially the women. Linda spoke at
me, not to me. 'So, Adrian,' she said, 'you live in London, yes?' I nodded
and sipped the lovely smooth Burgundy that Alicia had given me. 'Such an
expensive dull place, how do you stand it?' she said with a sneer. I
smiled, but inwardly felt annoyed. 'Well, at least it's a creative place,
one of the best for that, better than here,' I said.
She smiled and said, 'That's an opinion, I suppose,' and she and Sarah
laughed knowingly to one another.
Linda smoothed back her thick black hair and touched the little silver
pendant around her long neck. I glanced down as she leaned forward to get
her wine glass. She had an impressive pair of breasts that heaved from the
bodice of her vintage black taffeta evening dress. They looked huge and
heavy and I felt a twinge between my legs as I glanced at them, trying not
to seem too obvious. She noticed of course and asked me, with a note of
triumph, 'Do you like them?' I laughed and said I did.
After dinner, I found myself out on the terrace with Linda and Sarah. The
other couples were dancing close to a slow romantic tune on the CD-player
and when Sarah went off to get more wine, leaving me alone with Linda, she
said, 'You don't like me, do you Adrian?'
I decided to play it straight. 'I hardly know you,' I said.
She smiled and for the first time that evening I actually wanted to kiss
the mouth off her. 'C'mon, why you don't like me. Am I that ugly?' she
asked.
I laughed. 'No it's not that, you seem arrogant, so keen to be one up, why
is that?'
'Am I? I hadn't thought about it. I am just me,' she said.
'Come over here,' I said.
She followed me to a dark part of the terrace. The moon played on her
strangely attractive face as I reached out and unzipped her taffeta
evening dress at the back and eased the shoulder straps down over her
elbows. She stood silently and let me do it, her eyes on mine, her glossy
red lips slightly parted. I got the material down under her breasts. She
had a sturdy black-lace bra on and her tits bulged from the elegant wired
cups like two giant ice creams in a couple of black cones.
'Good God, they are massive!' I said.
'I've always been large,' she said, 'even at fourteen they were almost
this big. Boys would never leave me alone, it was crazy.'
'I can imagine. I'm going to have to get them out,' I said, unclasping the
bra at the back, trembling with excitement.
'I thought you might want to,' Linda said, 'Alicia told me you adore women
with big breasts.' She stood there, hands limp by her sides.
The bra fell away and I removed it and stood back, allowing myself a view
of Linda's magnificent rack. They hung there like two pear-shaped
balloons, swelling out impressively, hanging down, almost to her navel.
'Quite magnificent,' I said, handling them, cupping my fingers around them
and bouncing them about a little. Their warmth and soft weight was
beautiful to touch. Linda gasped as I pinched her hard brown nipples. I
stretched them out, really long, and held them parallel between us. 'Mm,'
she moaned, 'I love having that done.'
A female voice said:
'I see you two have got acquainted.'
It was Sarah, bringing a tray with three glasses of red wine on it.
'Please, carry on,' she said, 'I'll watch. I like to see Linda get what
she desires.'
Sarah sat down opposite us at a little garden table, crossed her long slim
legs and sipped her wine. I let Linda's nipples go and she thanked me for
pleasuring her. These two women were turning out to be a lot wilder than
I'd given them credit for.
'Adrian, kiss her, she wants you to,' Sarah said in a confident voice, her
soft American vowels a real turn on.
I asked her, 'Are you two lovers?'
Sarah nodded and said, 'Yeah, we are, some of the time.'
'Are you Domme?' I asked.
Sarah nodded and said, 'Mm, only with women though, with men I'm as
willingly submissive as Linda is.'
I went in close to Linda and held her in a tight embrace, my right hand on
her left breast as our mouths met and our tongues flicked and danced. I
had a huge erection now and Sarah noticed. 'Would you like me to do
something with that?' she said, pointing at my groin. I said I did and she
came over and knelt in front of me, and as I kissed Linda again she
unzipped my trousers and eased them and my underpants down and started to
handle and suck my cock. She did it really well and after a long hot kiss
with Linda I pushed her down too and presented them both with my dick,
shoving it first between Linda's big red lips then feeding it to Sarah. I
looked down at the pair of them, my fingers tugging their soft hair in my
fists, as they sucked and kissed around my cock, leaving trails of spit
and slime as they did so.
'Alicia was right, you do have a BIG one,' Linda said looking up at me as
Sarah deep throated it, her black framed glasses resting on my naval.
Linda closed in with Sarah and sucked on my balls. I groaned with pleasure
and then heard a familiar voice. It was Alicia. 'Ah, good, I see you three
have become friends already,' she said with a sly laugh. She was in
costume now: black leather corset, garters and stockings, shiny black
high-heeled shoes, elbow-length black evening gloves. I knew the BDSM orgy
must have commenced already inside.
'Adrian, why don't you take the girls down to our playroom in the
basement,' Alicia whispered, 'they are very obedient, I've had them both.'
I said I would love to. I hitched my pants back up and kissed Alicia on
her sweet sexy mouth as Linda and Sarah tidied themselves up. They
followed me indoors after. We could hear the sounds of moaning and
groaning and the occasional whip lash and yelp coming from the bedrooms
upstairs where Alicia and her husband were clearly engaged in a hard BDSM
scene.
In a minute or so we went down a flight of stone steps to the basement. I
flicked a light on when we got in there and the low up-lights on the wall
cast mysterious shadows on all the Fetish and BDSM kit that Alicia and Don
had collected over the years. A whipping stool, a St Adrian's Cross, a
Stock's, coils of bondage rope, chains that hung from pulleys set in the
stone ceiling, canes, whips, floggers, a rubber-topped hospital
examination table, black plastic sheeting on the floor over in the corner
around a WC, and a bath on legs. The place reeked of delightful perversion
and deviancy.
I laughed and said, 'Feels like coming home.'
I took off all my clothes and sat naked on a high backed leather and wood
chair and played with my cock. I watched Linda and Sarah strip. Soon, they
were nude and they knelt before me like supplicants, in front of my
'throne.' I smiled and leaned over Sarah's cute geek face.
'Open your mouth,' I said.
When she did, I dribbled a wad of spit into it. She held the saliva in a
little pool on her tongue until I said, 'Pass it to your friend.' Sarah
turned to her right and French-kissed Linda immediately, transferring my
spit to her in a long erotic snog that got me even harder than I already
was.
'Come here,' I said to Linda after the kissing stopped.
I put my fingers up her big nose and dragged her to me by her nostrils,
her huge tits dangling against me. When she was right over me I let her
stand upright and I said to Sarah, 'Bring me that bondage rope,' pointing
to a hook with a big coil of white rope hanging from it. Sarah stood and
ran over and came back with the coil and handed it to me. 'Suck my dick,'
I said, standing over her.
Sarah got on her knees and started to fellate me in an eager pleasing way
whilst I took the rope and wound it around Linda's middle a couple of
times, bringing it around her belly, just under her huge udders. 'Soon
have them looking the way I like them to look,' I said. Linda, visibly
excited by the attention I was giving her, said, 'Thank you, Master.' It
sounded good, the word 'Master,' coming from the big mouth an arrogant
French bitch.
Soon, the shibari design was complete. I had roped Linda's udders around
their bases until they swelled out like a couple of over-inflated
balloons, reddening now with the pressure. I'd passed the white rope over
her shoulders in a sort of halter-neck shape and then knotted all the ends
between the middle of her shoulders. She looked more like a sex slave now.
I was pleased with my effort and I said to Sarah, yanking her off my cock
and pulling her upright by her blonde hair, 'What do you think of this big
breasted whore now?' Sarah yelped in delight. 'Oh Master, quite
brilliant!' she said, 'I have roped her melons before, of course, but
nothing as cool or elaborate as this.'
Linda stood there silently, her eyes telling me she enjoyed being
objectified this way. 'Fetch me a couple of pairs of those cloverleaf
clamps there,' I said to Sarah. She ran over and took down two pairs that
hung nearby from a wooden rail on the wall. The chains between them
jangled as she handed them to me. 'Spread her legs,' I said. Sarah smacked
Linda's inner thighs and she put her feet about a metre apart. I knelt and
tugged on the brown love lips that hung there. She murmured as Sarah
stoked her nipples and I touched her cunt. Like her boobs, Linda's labia
were huge, 'the enfolded entrance to her perverse desires,' I thought.
Poetry comes at the most strange times, if you are open to it. They were
quite the most erotic labia I'd ever handled. I like anything exaggerated
on a woman's body: big tits, tiny tits, big clit, big ass, tiny ass, huge
mouth, big lips…and so on. Linda had it all going on and what with that
ugly-good-looking, 'Betty Blue,' face of hers, she was beginning to really
arouse me.
When I'd prized the love lips apart, I noticed a little drip of love-oil
came from within. It stuck her lips together like glue and I had fun
opening and closing them, seeing the little silvery moisture strands
attaching and breaking as I parted them like a little fan.
'Big udders, big pussy lips, big mouth, this nasty whore has it all,' I
said. Sarah agreed with me and carried on stretching and teasing Linda's
sensitive brown nipples between her thumbs and forefingers.
'Oh fuck!' I gasped as I opened the lips fully, 'she has a huge clit as
well.' Staring me in the face was an enormous brown pearl, swollen, erect,
standing out at the apex of her outer lips, more like a little hanging
brown twig than a clitoris.
'Master,' Sarah told me, 'she's very sensitive there, touch it and see.'
I smiled and wet my index fingertip and rubbed it slowly around the tip of
Linda's love bud. Her hips quivered and she gasped out loud and said in
French, 'My cunt is on fire, Master…'
I knew a way to put it out.
I held the lips wide apart and spat copiously over the revealed inner lips
and slit, covering the clit too. I looked up and said to Sarah, 'Come down
here and lick her.' She joined me and as I played with her medium sized
breasts and fingered her cunt underneath, she chewed and sucked away on
Linda's cunt, causing her to moan, uncontrollably.
'I see what you mean,' I whispered to Sarah. 'She is a hot little bitch,
isn't she?' Sarah pulled off and said to me, 'She's a total nympho,
Master, for real.'
That excited me. I pulled her off the cunt and stuck my dick back in her
mouth as I attached the cloverleaf clamps to Linda's nipples. 'Oh!' she
grimaced as the first one pinched her half inch left teat in its jaws,
then squealed as the second one did the same on the other side. 'Mm, you
look horny like that,' I said, teasing the clamps by yanking the chain
upwards and stretching the crushed nips higher and higher. 'Oh my God,
Master, please, please. It hurts so much!' Linda squealed. I let the
clamps drop back down and she cupped her udders and smoothed her long red
nailed fingers over their tips.
I pushed Sarah away from my dick and sat down on the high backed throne.
'You,' I said to Linda. 'Come here and suck me.' She knelt between my legs
and as I bunched her hair and watched as she took my cock in both hands
and began a wondrous exploration of my genitals that had to be seen to be
believed. Everything was licked and sucked generously, the tip of her
tongue wound into the eye, under the glans, all down the shaft, front and
back, sucking my balls in and out like a porno slut. I was warming to
Linda, even against my silly prejudices about the French.
I handed the other pair of cloverleaf clamps to Sarah and whispered, 'On
her lips, both sides.' She nodded and went down behind the kneeling,
naked, Linda, and I saw from her strained expression when the painful
clamps were in place. After tit-fucking her roped udders for a while I
pushed Linda away and told her to crouch and show us her vaginal
jewellery. Sarah smiled and watched with me, sitting on my lap and slowly
stroking my cock in her soft right hand.
Linda was quite an exhibitionist and she put on a sensual and erotic
display that pleased me a lot, bending and jangling the clamps and the
chain that hung down between her slim fit legs. 'Fetch a couple of those,'
I whispered to Sarah. She went and got two large steel weights with hooks
on their ends. 'Hang them,' I said. She knelt and attached the weights to
the chain. It bulged downwards and she carefully let them hang without
tearing Linda's poor tortured labia. 'Ah!' she gasped as the pressure
reached her love lips. 'Crouch lower!' I said. She gyrated and let the
steel weights touch the floor then lifted them again as if she was the
champion of a cunt-fitness gym. Sarah returned to sucking me as we watched
Linda turn and crouch, bending low and showing us her beautiful
humiliation routine.
'We must fuck,' I said, getting off the chair and dragging Sarah to the
medical bench.
I threw her over it and mounted her cunt from behind right away. Yes, we
were bare-backing because one rule of Alicia's little sex-soirees is that
ALL the guests are tested that day for all STIs and only
negatively-charted guests can attend in the evening. It makes the sex so
much more spontaneous and free.
I ploughed into Sarah's tight schoolgirl pussy, liking the way the pink
lips gripped my cock as it dragged out of her and then re-entered. She
gripped the medical table's legs and squealed with delight as my big hard
dick aroused her to a point of oblivion. Linda was made to kneel by the
side and watch as her friend got what she so clearly wanted. After a
while, I spat on Sarah's tiny ass ring and smoothed it in with my fingers
then pushed hard against it with the head of my dick. Sarah groaned and
rode against me. My cock soon disappeared into her poop-chute. I stabbed
it in slowly, twisting and turning, 'Oh God, Master, fuck my ass, oh
yeah,' Sarah begged. 'Fuck my ass!' I speeded up, slapping her pink cunt
lips with my balls. She groaned and asked permission to play with herself.
I gave it. Her hand came under her groin and I could see her rubbing her
clit furiously. In minutes she came with a loud tumult of screaming and
groaning, thrusting against my erection deep in her ass.
I didn't climax. I had other plans for that. So I pulled out of her gaping
asshole and shoved my dick into Linda's large mouth. She sucked it
straight from her Sarah's anus without any complaint, cleaning me with her
lips and tongue. 'Good whore,' I said and kissed her. She sucked my tongue
with a lover's passion that surprised me with its heat and intensity.
I needed to be alone with Linda so I sent Sarah off to join the orgy
upstairs.
I placed Linda on the medical bench, sitting her on the edge as I removed
the painful clamps and weights from her love lips. She screamed and held
me when they came off, the terrible agony a willing sacrifice she'd made
for me. It touched me, thrilled me somehow. I was confused.
She squealed again when I took off the clamps on her nipples. The screams
turned to coos of pleasure when my lips soothed them back to arousal once
again. I licked up her breasts to her throat and then to her big sexy
mouth. Yes, I admit it. I was finding her unbearably sexy! Our tongues
flicked and lingered as my prick slipped inside her throbbing pussy. She
gasped and her breath was hot on my face as I lunged in and out, her hands
on my bottom, squeezing my buttocks, pulling me into her deliciously warm
and wet cunt.
'Do you still dislike me?' she asked, holding me close as we fucked slow
and deep.
'I'm trying to,' I said, jokingly.
'Is it working?'
'No, it isn't: Not at all.'
'Good, I want you to want me, Master.' 'Why?'
'I want to be your sex slave, your whore, that's why.'
'That's a good enough reason. Are you available, I thought you and Sarah
were an item?'
'No, no, that's just sex. But I want you to be my real Master, something
special, yes?'
'Yes,' I said, falling over a cliff in my mind. 'I would accept you as my
slave, Linda.'
'Oh Master, I am so happy, so happy,' she said, very emotional now, tears
in her eyes.
'I'm very perverted, Linda,' I warned her, '…and very primal.'
'So am I, Master, we can explore that world together.'
'You are not put off by my Extreme desires?'
'No, in fact, I have the same ones, just no one to enact them with.'
'I hate to say it, Linda, but you are amazing.'
'I will amaze you a lot more Master, if you'll let me.'
We climaxed together soon after, in a welter of emotion and passion, my
spunk gushing into her pussy like we'd done it hundreds of times before.
Linda crawled over to me as I sat on the wooden throne, resting, some time
afterwards. She had a big black leather bullwhip between her teeth and she
dropped it at my feet and then prostrated herself.
'Master,' she said, 'the journey can begin right now.'
And, you know what?
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