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Chapter 9:  Saturday Night Gets Intense I’d gone out shopping for dinner and stopped by the sex toy shop for a surprise, but I was the one in for a surprise when I got home.  I only had three bags, two for groceries and one for our new toy, so it was easy to set them down and feast my eyes on a scene out of a porn video.Ron had Tamara’s hands and feet all tied together with what I was guessing were Ron’s ties — there were a few of them still over the edge of the couch.  Her hands and feet were all on the cushion of the couch, out of my view.  Her ass, filled with Ron’s cock, was dangling over the armrest, fully within my view.“Oh, welcome home, honey,” Ron said to me as he pulled his cock out of Tamara’s ass and wiped it off with what appeared to be a fresh, damp washcloth.  He dropped that in a bucket next to the couch and slid smoothly into her pussy.  Then he turned to her and asked, “How is that?”“Uunggh!” she groaned at him, then asked in a ragged voice, “Am I allowed to cum again, yet?”“Well,” he said, looking at me, “now that Mistress is home, yes, show her what you look like, tied up and cumming on my cock.”It was as if floodgates opened.  Tamara, hogtied, started convulsing around my husband’s cock almost as intensely as she’d cum from his mouth earlier in the afternoon.  He caught her twice as she almost fell off the arm of the couch, ever so gently both times, but never letting his cock leave her cunt.At that moment, my phone alerted me to a text message.  It was Lydia, accepting our invitation for the following Friday.  I looked up, switched over to my camera, and snapped a couple of pictures of tied Tamara on Ron’s rod.  Figuring he wouldn’t care, I walked over to Tamara and showed her both pictures.  One clearly showed her face, while the other did not.“Lydia agreed to our invitation,” I said to them both, but then, more to Tamara, I asked, “Which one do you want me to send her to show her how much we’re looking forward to seeing her?”Looking at the photos as I flipped back and forth, I heard her say, lustily, “All of me.  Send her all of me.”I decided to have a little more fun than that and sent Lydia the picture that did not identify who Ron was fucking, but that she was clearly tied up, and it was definitely not me.  I added the message, Looking forward to next Friday. and sent it.Not thirty seconds later, my phone pings again.  Is that Tamara?!!  She’s letting Ron fuck her?!I sent the full picture, as Tamara had originally requested, with my response.  Yes!!My phone almost immediately lit up again.  Is this now?!  Can I cum over?!!I turned back to Ron and Tamara, him still sliding slowly in and out of her pussy, her moaning gently with each movement.“Lydia would like to come join us right now,” I told them, “but I think we should set some rules before we agree to that.”They both looked at me, and Ron spoke.“Maybe it’s just because I’m a man, but the concept of a hierarchy makes sense to me here.  Hear me out,” he said to me as I started to respond.  “Tamara has already expressed, in many loving and pleasurable ways, that she is, to some degree, ours.“You’ve told us,” he continued, “that Lydia, at least from Tony’s perspective, needs more sex.  So let’s use that.  If she wants to come over here today — now — sure!“But she has to know that she’s the newest arrival, subservient to each of you.  So here’s what I propose.  If she can provide each of you with an orgasm, she can pick which hole I fuck of hers.”Tamara, with Ron’s cock buried in her still-tingling pussy, added, “But, for today, since we’ve already got a date on Friday with her, she only gets one orgasm.  The moment she’s done cumming, we send her home and get back to each other.”I read my text to them.  You are welcome over here right now, but showing up means you agree to be the newest, most subservient member of our newly formed Fuck Cult.  Interested?Both Ron and Tamara told me to send it, which I did.YES! came the reply almost before I’d sent the text.Again, I read to Ron and Tamara before I sent my next message.  You have three jobs.  You have one possible reward.  Bring each of us to orgasm, however you wish, and we will exchange the favor.  But the moment you cum, you’re being sent home to Tony.Her reply, again, was almost instantaneous.  OMW!Hoping to catch her before she made it to her car, I sent one last message.  There will be consequences if you cum before each of Ankara bayan escort us has been satisfied by you.  Not only will you be sent home immediately tonight, but anyone you cum before will receive service from you upon request for a minimum of a fortnight.  14 Days a Fuck Slave.  Still cumming?I really thought I was laying it on way too thick, but I was stopped in my tracks when her response showed up.I promise not to cum until each of you has.  I’ll be there in 10.“Well,” I said to the somehow still slowly fucking couple, “we’re about to have a house slut.  Maybe we should untie Tamara so we’re ready for Lydia?”I walked over to help and that’s when I saw just how many washcloths Ron had gone through.  Looking him in the face, somewhat aghast, I said, “You went back and forth from her pussy to her ass that many times?”He never had a chance to respond, so quick was her breathy, “Yessss,” followed by, “Master has been very kind to me.”“And how many times did you cum since he tied you up?” I asked her as I started on the knots.“At least four,” Ron answered, “Maybe more.  There were times she was bouncing around and moaning that I couldn’t quite tell if it was actually an orgasm.”Tamara just nodded and, as I freed one hand, reached back and pulled Ron by the ass deeper into her cunt, moaning as she did so.After I freed her other hand, she started to reach back to grab Ron’s other ass cheek, but he grabbed both of her arms, leaned her far forward, and used her arms to impale himself as deeply within her as he could.  Her breasts were right in front of my face as I had almost gotten her feet untied.  I shifted tasks and started fondling her breasts as they shook back and forth with his pounding.She didn’t last long after that, starting with a guttural moan and peaking as she screamed out, “Five, five times, yes, give it to me!”As she calmed down, I finished untying her feet.  I stood up and watched as Ron released her arms and Tamara fell forward onto the couch, sliding off of his beautiful, shining, rigid cock.  I dropped my top and shorts before I stepped over to him and gave his cock a squeeze with my hand as I kissed him.  Then I dropped to my knees and took it lovingly into my mouth.  In contrast to Tamara tasting like a mix of the two of them, Ron’s cock tasted only like Tamara, at least at first.  I had it deep down my throat and I was tonguing his balls when the doorbell rang.I reluctantly pulled off of my cocksicle, stood up, and walked to the door.  I stepped behind it as I opened the door, just in case there were neighbors out on a walk, which meant that Lydia’s welcome to our house was looking into our living room and seeing only Ron, his stiff cock still covered with my saliva, standing at the end of the couch.As she stepped in, I closed the door behind her and reached for her coat, thinking Who would wear a coat in weather like this?  I happened to be watching Ron’s face over Lydia’s shoulder as she let it open and slip off her shoulders.  His eyes got wide and a slow, broad smile lit up his face.I didn’t know exactly what to expect, but it quickly became apparent that she didn’t have anything but the coat on the top half of her body.  As I pulled it fully off of her, I realized she was wearing only heels, stockings, and a garter belt.“Who’s first?” she asked, turning to look at me for the first time and taking in my nakedness.  Tamara sat up, then stood, at that point, making it apparent that none of us was wearing a stitch of clothing.“Oh,” Lydia said, “looks like I overdressed.”“Julie,” Ron said.  “Julie is first.  She’s about five orgasms behind Tamara right now.  You give her one, then you and Tamara can give her another, then all three of us will give her a third.  Then we’ll see if she needs a break and possibly move on to Tamara.”My already wet pussy felt like it started flooding at that description of events.  I felt more full of power and confidence than I can remember.  And, it occurred to me suddenly, that we were forgetting Ron’s idea of a hierarchy.“It will be a waste of those heels,” I said to Lydia, “but on your knees, pet, when you’re inside our house.  When you are here, you are nothing but Master’s plaything.  And Mistress’s plaything.  And Second Mistress’s plaything,” I added, looking to Tamara.Watching Lydia drop to her knees and kick off her heels was a rush.  Following her as she Escort bayan Ankara crawled slowly around the couch made my pussy tingle.  But then she sat back, almost like a dog, and looked at the empty couch.  I sat in front of her and spread my legs.“Oh yeah,” I heard Tamara whisper as Lydia crawled to me, her face descending to my eager beaver, “this is going to be good.”I closed my eyes as her tongue pierced my wetness, moaning as she started licking and suckling me in earnest.  I didn’t open them again until after I’d cum, drenching her face with my orgasm.  Looking down at Lydia’s face, it appeared she was about to cum, too.  Behind her, Tamara was tonguing her ass and appeared to have some number of fingers inside her pussy.  And behind Tamara was Ron, his hips thrusting into her again.“Keep going with that, Tamara,” I said, looking back down at Lydia’s face, “and both you and Ron will have to share your love slave.”At that statement, Lydia jumped forward, pulling herself away from Tamara.  But that only brought her into my arms.  I pulled her to me and kissed her deeply, tasting myself.  Then I slid my hands over her breasts, tweaking her nipples.   I let one hand glide down between her thighs and flicked her clit before sliding two fingers into her.  Her moan told me we were close, but she again pushed away.“Is our pet displeasing you, dear?” Ron asked me, watching Lydia turn away from me.“Oh no,” I said, “she pleased me quite well.  It’s just that she’s trying not to cum, yet she’s so close,” I finished, smiling devilishly.“Shall we stick to the plan and have them double-team you before we all triple-team you,” he asked me, “or would you prefer to take a rain check on all that cumming and let Lydia try to finish Tamara before we finish Lydia?”Smiling at him, I said, “I like the way you think — no bad options.  I don’t think she’ll make it either way, though, especially with you and I working together.”Turning to Tamara, I said sweetly, “One ticket to oblivion, cumming right up.  Please have a seat and open wide.”  Tamara didn’t need telling twice and was immediately sitting on the couch with her legs spread wide for our house slut.And to Lydia, I added, in a much more stern tone, “Standing, bent over her.  Get licking if you don’t want to be a sex slave to more than one person for the next two weeks.”As Lydia bent over Tamara and started licking her, I saw her slide her fingers into Tamara.  That made an idea pop into my head.“Be a dear, dear, and pick a hole,” I said to my husband,  Get her warmed up for me.”  His eyebrows rose quizzically, but he didn’t hesitate to walk right up behind Lydia and, with no hesitation, pressed his cock into her pussy, not stopping until he bottomed out.I heard Lydia scream into Tamara’s pussy, which made Tamara moan, as I opened my new toy and started figuring out how to put it on.  I saw that Ron had his hands on Lydia’s hips and was slowly fucking her.  I heard her moans competing with Tamara’s and wondered who would cry out first.It was me, I think, who pushed Tamara over the edge.  When I walked around the couch with that cock sticking out in front of me, her eyes got wide and she started convulsing as she held Lydia’s face to her cunt.As long as Lydia was pinned in place, I told Ron to switch holes.  Without questioning, he pulled out of her pussy and, seemingly without effort, slid into her ass.  That brought another groan from Lydia, echoed by Tamara.When Tamara released Lydia’s head, I had my strap-on ready for her.  I tapped her cheek with it and she simply turned her head, opening her mouth for me.  It was only when it was halfway into her mouth that she seemed to realize exactly what it was.  I let her take it as far down her throat as possible before pulling back.  As I did, she grabbed my hip and pulled, gobbling up my cock.  I let her bob on it for a few seconds, wishing that I could feel what she was doing instead of just watching her.Looking to Ron, I said, “Grab her by the tits and lift her up,” which he immediately did to an audible pop as my strap-on left her mouth.  I walked right up in front of her, rubbed my cock against her cunt, and pushed into her.So much happened right then.  It started with Lydia screaming, “Oh god, so full!”  Then it seemed as if her legs gave way and I was suddenly holding a lot of her weight.  As I started to stumble backwards, Bayan escort Ankara I felt Tamara’s arms wrap around me as her breasts pressed firmly into my back, stabilizing all of us.She helped ease us over to the couch, where I finally slipped out of Lydia and took a seat.  Ron slid out of her, too, and together, he and Tamara positioned Lydia above me and again impaled her on my strap-on to the sound of her unintelligible moaning.Ron lined up behind her again and thrust in.  Tamara then surprised me by standing on the couch next to me and pulling Lydia’s head to her.  Lydia did manage a few deep licks, to Tamara’s obvious delight, but Ron started lifting Lydia’s hips to let her slam down on me before pulling out and slamming into her himself.  After the second one of those, Tamara gave up on getting licked and started licking and kissing Lydia’s and my breasts as they rubbed against each other.Lydia took over most of the rising and lowering on me, but I did try to help by thrusting my hips into her in time with her movements.  Watching her face, I could see that the combination of a dildo slamming into her cunt, a tongue all over her breasts, and my man’s meaty cock pounding her ass was about to send her over the edge.  I decided to toss one more straw on her orgasmic camel’s back.As I reached down between us and found her clit, I called out to Ron, “Cum in her ass, motherfucker!  Fill ‘er up!”I expected that would send her right off the edge.  And I wasn’t too far off.  Ron, apparently, listened to me a little too well and started cumming deep inside her, and it was that that pushed her over the edge.  And over the edge, she did go.  She quivered on my lap for at least five minutes after the peak of her orgasm.  I don’t know if it was Ron’s cum leaking from her ass or her own liquids flowing around my strap-on, but I definitely felt someone’s fluid dripping onto my thigh.While Lydia was quivering on me, Ron pulled out.  I watched as Tamara immediately grabbed another wet washcloth and cleaned him before taking him into her mouth, not hesitating to bulge her throat as she took him all the way down in one movement.  I had no idea how Ron was still hard.When Lydia finally stopped shaking, I helped her off of me.  Looking back at my lap, she quickly flipped around and deep-throated my strap-on, licking all around it as she pulled off.  Then she crawled off the couch and over to Tamara and Ron.  Tamara, she kissed deeply while fondling her breasts.  When she turned to Ron, she opened her mouth and, just as Tamara had done, immediately pressed her nose against Ron’s abs, easily taking his cock down her throat.  Pulling off it and giving it one more kiss, she turned to me, saying, “I’m supposed to go home now,” in a very sad voice.“Are you unhappy you came?” I asked her, leaving the dual meaning for her to interpret.“No!” she strongly replied, “it’s just…  I wish I could stay longer.”“There’s always next Friday,” Tamara interjected, pulling her mouth off Ron’s cock long enough to speak, but immediately going back to it, both her words and her actions made it clear that, as far as Tamara was concerned, Lydia was dismissed.Lydia turned again to me, perhaps her last hope to be able to stay.  I just shook my head and, as she started crawling to the door, got up to follow her.  Imagine my surprise when a massive, erect cock got up with me.  I mean, I’d only ever had it on tonight, and the vast majority of that time I’d been seated.  I just wasn’t used to it.  Or how it made me feel.  I suddenly wanted to fuck everything.And there was Lydia, crawling sadly to the door, her gaping ass and leaking pussy calling to me.  I walked swiftly to her and dropped behind her.  She only had time to look back over her shoulder before I slid the strap-on between her labia and thrust my hips.  “Yes!” she cried as I entered her.  I pulled back and thrust again, my breasts shaking with my rough movements.  Moaning and begging me to keep going, to fuck her hard — she even begged me to cum inside her at one point — I started to see how tiring it might be to try to satisfy this woman alone.I thrust into her again, held deep within her, and draped myself over her.  I whispered in her ear, “Do you want to cum again?”As I was speaking, I was pulling out of her, but as I finished, I grabbed her hips as I straightened up and plunged in again as hard and deep as I possibly could, cutting off her answer.Draping myself over her again, I whispered, “Do you want me to destroy your pussy with this strap-on?”Again, I repeated my pulling out and slamming back in before she could respond, laying over her again as I put my mouth directly to her ear.  This time I whispered, very slowly, “Are you my slut?”

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