Introduction - Mr Butt often uses the "job interview" theme on movie scenes. Let's pick up from where we left off (this was about 10 years ago when I used to come to his day-job office on the pretext of having an interview. I had finished the first interview by giving him a comprehensive blow job, then left saying I hoped I got the job)

So the next Sunday at 4pm I opened my emails to find the regular instruction from Mr Butt "Chantelle, the very best candidates are being invited back for a second interview involving some on the job case studies and you should allow three hours for this 2nd interview, starting at 3.00pm tomorrow. Your attendance is required and this time, wear slightly more daring attire."

It is a frosty November day so I need to wear a long warm woollen coat but underneath I have a smart suit (this time with a very, very short tight skirt), crisp white blouse and bra, sheer to the waist tan tights (to keep the draft off my thighs!),no panties (to turn me on), long black gloves(worn to the elbow and pulled up under the sleeves of my blouse) and my knee high black boots. Of course when I arrive at the door of your office with my coat wrapped round me at first you see only the coat, but the sight of the shiny boots glinting up at you from my feet (which is the second place you look after my sexily made up and gorgeously smiling face), and the black gloves already has your heart beating faster in anticipation.

Once inside, you help me off with the coat, which allows you to see my gorgeous legs revealed in the full length mirror you have on one wall of the office - I hear your sharp intake of breath and provocatively I ask you

"There's not likely to be anything too hard in this interview?"

You reply that "There'll only be one hard thing in this interview and you'll be perfectly well able to deal with it!"

After inviting me to sit where you can get a great view up my skirt as I cross and uncross my legs, I say,

"So, you've got some case studies for me to work through?"

But rather than reply you cross to the cabinet at the side of the room and pour me a white wine while confessing that I am the only candidate for the second interview and that the case studies will be merely to confirm my suitability and versatility.

"Suitability and versatility for what?" I ask.

"Well, let me come straight to the point," you reply "I know from the first interview that you're very comfortable with sucking hard meat and swallowing hot cream, but are you able to cope with having your body fully explored and pleasured - feet, calves, thighs, pussy, butt cheeks and asshole - gently caressed and passionately kissed and licked? And I know how good you look in stockings and a smart suit but are you versatile enough to look good in any number of sexy outfits?"

"Would you like to try me?" I ask, draining my glass and offering it to you for a refill.

You pour me another and lead me to your large desk where you invite me to kneel up on the leather inlaid desktop with my bottom sticking up in the air. Taking the hint, I wriggle my hips and slide my skirt up till my 'tights-encased' bottom is on full view. Meanwhile, I can see you've very urgently divested yourself of all your clothing and unfasten my blouse and bra to let my large and near perfect breasts hang free.

Still standing on the floor, I can see your right hand gripping your rock hard erection and stroking it back and forth, back and forth – I am hypnotised by the rhythm and long to suck the end and taste the pre-cum or even I imagine you ejaculating in slow motion and imagine streams of hot cum jetting from where you stand wanking straight into my open and welcoming mouth. But that is daydream and in reality I can see you position yourself behind me so that you can reach round my body to cup my breasts and teasingly squeeze and pinch the nipples into hardness. Totally abandoning yourself to the waves of lust which are coursing through you, you command me to spread my ass cheeks wide with my gloved hands and you start work on me with your tongue - try to stop you!

My boots are the first to get thoroughly licked and cleaned, the intoxicating scent of leather combining with my natural pussy smell to drive us both wild and add another inch to your already painfully straining erection. I know you are still jerking hard on your dick and I can hear you pant and gasp as you dribble spit all over my boots. Satisfied that I am still having all the right effects on you, I notice the droplets of sweat from your forehead landing on the small of my back and my ass cheeks as you stand now just feasting your eyes on the beauty of my wide open holes spread for you under the sheer nylon of the tights and willingly offered to you to take them and use them as you will.

Letting go of one of my breasts, you manage to get a bottle of creamy perfumed body oil from your desk and empty some of the contents on my tights clad bottom. I can feel as the generous measure spreads over my cheeks, seeps through the nylon and runs down the crack of my bottom. It feels good, almost like your tick creamy spunk that I so much crave.

Insane with desire, you push your nose and mouth onto my bottom, nuzzling and licking at the flesh through the nylon. I am filled with new waves of lust too, and remove my gloves then reach behind to slide my soaking tights down far enough to expose my exquisite, and now oily and glistening, asshole, which, so as to torment you further, I stretch wide open with my specially prepared highly polished red nails.

Your dick tries to rise flat up against your belly but instead nudges between my boot clad ankles and you automatically begin to fuck my boots, so desperate are you now to shoot your load. I sense you trying to control yourself, still gazing at my perfect ass and pussy fully exposed in front of your face ...... then you bury your nose and mouth into the glistening, inviting perfumed heaven, thrusting your nose up my asshole as a substitute penis and licking and lapping at my pussy with your tongue.

I am now close to coming too, knowing that you are so filled with lust at the sight of holes spread for you and my boots and tights, so I thrust myself back onto your face, pushing the palms of my hands into the desk top to get extra leverage back onto you ..... you wrap your arms round the top of my thighs in a fierce embrace designed to wedge your face deep between my soaking cheeks, working intensely with your tongue alternately on my clitoris and asshole until I'm rewarded by my first shuddering orgasm which causes me to thrust back suddenly off the desk, a movement which causes us both to fall back into a large leather armchair, me now sitting on your lap - or more correctly, impaled on your stiff erection!

As we come to terms with our new position, I find that I am in fact sitting back on your cock, flattening it up towards your belly and neatly sandwiched between my hot and wet bottom cheeks. By sliding rythmically up and down I can feel the bell end stroking my pussy and asshole and right up to my spine. Meanwhile you have one hand on one breast, the other in my pussy, index finger working my clitoris madly and as I work towards another climax. I am totally surrendered to the waves of lust and satisfaction and bounce up and down hard and fast on your rigid dick trying to bring it to orgasm. You gasp that you are ready to come and I know I need to act quickly. I suddenly stand up astride you on the chair and place my bottom firmly on your face, forcing your head back into the seat and your tongue deep into my anus; with my left hand I tickle your ballsack and with my right I furiously fist off the bursting purple headed cock in front of me until the explosion of spunk jets out, splashing my breasts, neck and face, covering me with the hot white stickiness that I need as I quiver with orgasm number two under your tongue.

Satisfied I collapse into your arms and plant a passionate, spunky french kiss on your lips ...

"How versatile was that?" I ask.

My name is Kimberly Pierre. I'm a six-foot-tall, good-looking young Black woman living in the city of Buffalo, New York. By day, I am a student at Buffalo State College, majoring in the field of criminal justice. At night, I lead a very different life. The things I do at night would absolutely stun the men and women who think they know me. Especially the men and women of Buffalo's well-known Haitian-American Church. You see, I run a very exclusive and high-class escort service. We cater to men and women with unique needs.

Basically, I started Race Play Incorporated. You see, the world of BDSM was recently shocked by the advent of a new fetish. Race Play. Men and women of various races get off on it. Examples given are wealthy, married white women who get off on being dominated by burly Black men in front of their lily-white husbands. It's the interracial cuckold fetish and scores of erotic stories and porn movies show it. That's just one aspect of race play. There are many others.

Another lesser known yet still very provocative aspect of race play is the person of color who gets off on dominating or being dominated by someone of a different race. There are lots of them out there and here at Race Play Incorporated we cater to them. I started this business with my good friend Katherine Roman. A tall, blonde-haired and green-eyed white woman who moved to Buffalo from the Republic of Ireland where she grew up. She's bisexual, and likes men and women of all races. We've hooked up in the past. It was a lot of fun. Katherine and I hired a diverse crew of male and female escorts catering to the fantasies of our clients.

We've got Black men, Black women, Arab men, Arab women, Asian men, Asian women and Hispanic men and Hispanic women. They get paid handsomely to cater to the unique sexual needs of our clients. Katherine and I are the founders of Race Play Incorporated. And we're also avid performers in this bold new genre of sexual escorts. We're making history here at Race Play Incorporated. No other agency in the world caters to such a unique market. And we've got a diverse client base which is absolutely devoted to us. Our hard work paid off.

Here's an example of a hot night we had recently at Race Play Incorporated. Dennis Jake Mitchell and his wife Miranda Mitchell, an affluent Irish-American couple from Long Island came to Race Play to satisfy some of their most twisted and private sexual fantasies. We hooked them up with Tyrone Jackson, a tall and handsome, muscular Black stud. Tyrone is bisexual, and doesn't mind hooking up with women or men. He's working his way through law school in the world's oldest profession.

At Race Play Incorporated, Tyrone put his sexy skills to work. For three grand, he provided Dennis and Miranda with an experience they would never forget. Dennis is a short, skinny white guy with red hair and nerdy glasses. He's an accountant in the town of Brentwood, Long Island. He's also bisexual, and has a thing for handsome, well-hung black men. His wife Miranda is also into black men. She's a short, plump white woman with blonde hair and pale gray eyes. she's a teacher with a voracious sexual appetite. When we put these three together, the action sizzled.

Tyrone lay naked on the bed while Dennis sucked on his long and thick, uncircumcised black cock. Nearby, Miranda sat naked, fingering her fat pussy while watching her husband going down on a sexy bisexual black man. Dennis sucked on Tyrone's cock like there was no tomorrow. Miranda loved the sight of her husband sucking a black man's dick. She joined in on the action, and grabbed a strap-on dildo. She donned the dildo and began fucking Dennis with it. The short white guy continued sucking the black stud's cock while his wife fucked him in the ass with her strap-on dildo. Hot damn. Now that was hot.

When Dennis got done sucking Tyrone's cock, the handsome black stud put him on all fours and began fucking him in the ass. At the same time, Miranda came up behind Tyrone and licked the black stud's sexy ass. Then she spread his ass cheeks and pressed her dildo against his asshole. With a swift thrust, she went in. The handsome black man gasped as the plump white woman began fucking him in the ass with her strap-on dildo. Now that's what I call a hot three-way fucking. As Tyrone pumped his cock into Dennis ass, Miranda pumped her dildo into Tyrone's ass. All three of them were screaming passionately.

They switched things up a bit. Miranda knelt before Tyrone and sucked his cock while Dennis came up behind him. The short white guy shoved his dick up the black stud's ass. Tyrone screamed as he got fucked. Miranda sucked Tyrone's dick until he was hard, then she spread her plump ass cheeks for him. Tyrone shoved his dick up the plump white woman's naturally tight asshole. Hard and fast, he rammed his dick up the white woman's ass while the white man fucked him in the ass. They went at it until they lay exhausted on the bed, sore but happy. Happy and satisfied.

That was a hot one. Want to hear an even hotter one? A tall, sexy black woman named Nicole Robinson came into Race Play Incorporated with a rather unusual fantasy. She's a daughter of New York's fast-growing Black Middle Class. Her father Jay Robinson is a multimillionaire who made a ton of money in the recession by selling foreclosed property in Buffalo to rich people. Nicole is a student at NYU. And this tall and sexy young black woman is a closet lesbian who loves being dominated by bossy white women. My good friend Katherine made her dream come true.

Katherine played the role of the dominant white southern mistress as Nicole played the role of the submissive black woman. Nicole knelt before Katherine and rubbed her feet. Katherine fanned herself and berated Nicole in her best southern accent. I loved watching these two interact. Nicole loved it when Katherine got rough with her. And Katherine didn't hold back. She smacked Nicole hard across the face, called her many names and also bent her over her knee and spanked her. The whole while, Nicole begged her for more. Nicole kissed Katherine's feet and polished her boots with her tongue. She even let Katherine piss all over her. Wow.

The highlight of the evening came when Katherine donned her thick strap-on dildo and fucked Nicole with it. She had Nicole on all fours, face down and ass up. Spreading Nicole's plump ass cheeks wide open, Katherine pressed her dildo against the black woman's asshole and pushed it inside. Nicole howled as she got fucked in the ass. I couldn't believe my eyes. A wealthy black woman from modern times voluntarily playing the role of black female slave to a dominant white woman in a BDSM dungeon. It's amazing. Simply amazing. Katherine berated Nicole and spanked her fat black ass while fucking her with the strap-on dildo. Both of them really got into it. Katherine slammed the dildo into Nicole's ass like there was no tomorrow. In the end, Nicole cried tears of joy as she finally got to experience true white female domination. This wealthy young black woman's most forbidden sexual fantasy had come true.

Yeah, we got all kinds of clients here at Race Play Incorporated. I had a lot of fun dominating this middle-aged white woman named Cheryl Blair who has a thing for bossy young black women. Like so many rich housewives, she's got some twisted sexual fantasies. Her husband Joel was out of town so she helped herself to some forbidden lesbian fun. I enjoyed breaking her down and making her my very willing and very eager slave. I bent her over and spanked her. I flogged her with my black leather belt. I pulled her hair and spat on her face. I opened her mouth and pissed in it. I also fisted her pussy while slamming a dildo into her asshole. Listening to that woman's squeals of pain mixed with pleasure was the most delightful music I'd ever heard. A sensual symphony created by interracial lesbian domination.

Sometimes, I myself play with some of my co-workers at Race Play Incorporated. I love dominating my good friend and business partner Katherine. She loves to take it as well as dish it out. I love putting her on her knees and making her worship me for the dominant black goddess that I am. Katherine likes to be spanked, spat on, pissed on and also smacked. I'm game for all of the above. I tied up while flogging her with my black leather belt and fingered her pussy roughly until she squealed. At the same time, I rammed a big dildo up her asshole, sans lube. Her screams were simply unforgettable. Sweet sounds I'll never forget until I die. I love looking into Katherine's eyes while sliding my dildo deep into her eyes. Making white women surrender is this black dominatrix secret pleasure.

Yeah, I'm one of those rare people who definitely have a lot of fun at work. I've dominated women as well as men. Black. Asian. Hispanic. Arab. White. All kinds. I love making women and men yield to my will. I guess you could say it's addictive. And I'm not giving it up anytime soon. Race Play Incorporated generated three hundred grand last year. It just might be the only recession proof business out there. And I'm its mastermind. Life is grand.

My name is Raven Janelle Simpson. Friends call me R.J. I'm a short, skinny, red-haired and green-eyed Irishwoman living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I work as a nurse at the state hospital. I'm a very straight-laced professional woman with a wickedly interesting private life. I'm very much into race play. And tonight, I'm playing with a fun African-American couple I've come to know quite well. This story is about one of the best nights of my life.

It would really surprise you, the stuff people are into. Lots of people have strange, even extreme sexual desires. Black or white, nobody is the exception. For example, there are Black men and Black women who like to dominate white women and white men in bed. The porn industry has explored every aspect of this side of interracial dominance and submission in more movies than I can count. However, very little has been filmed, written or discussed about the other side of the interracial sexual dominance game. Such as the existence of Black women and Black men who like to submit sexually to white men and white women. Believe me, they're out there. That's the reason why a wildly kinky dominatrix like me is so busy these days. I specialize in interracial dominance and sexual submission, the rougher side of race play.

Now, this makes many people uncomfortable. I understand. Race play isn't for amateurs. It's for men and women who know what in hell they're doing. I specialize in playing the part of the white female dominator for Black men and Black women, Asian men and Asian women and Middle-Eastern men and women. I think that I've played the role of dominatrix with people of virtually all races and ethnicities in my time. The Black male and Black female submissive types who seek me out are usually the most fun. That's why they're definitely my favorites.

Presently, I'm dominating Jamal and Shamika Brown. Jamal is a big and tall, short-haired and light-skinned Black man who works as a corrections officer for the county. His wife Shamika is a chubby, busty and big-bottomed, dark-skinned Black woman who works as a schoolteacher. They're both my very willing slaves. I play the role of the dominant white mistress who gives her Black slaves a hard time simply because she can. It's a lot of fun.

Jamal is on all fours, face down and ass up. I am slamming my strap-on dildo deep into his ass and he's squealing in pain mixed with pleasure. His wife Shamika is forced to watch. With one hand I hold Jamal steady while fucking him and with my other hand, I wield my favorite Black leather whip. I crack the whip and hit Shamika with it. The big Black woman shrieks in pain. I smile because I know she loves it. Shamika is one of those sassy Black women who secretly love being dominated. And I'm the right woman for the job.

Jamal is a really tough-looking Black dude whom many people are intimidated by. What they don't know is that he's a total submissive in bed. He loves to be completely dominated. The problem is that his wife is a secret submissive too. They needed someone to dominate the both of them and that's where I come in. I am really into dominating other people and interracial domination is something I absolutely love. Especially in porn scenarios where Black women and Black men submit to other people sexually. Too bad very few porn stars and web masters are willing to get into that. I'm not a racist, simply a fetishist. Learn the difference.

I spank Jamal's ass while slamming my dildo up his asshole. I love fucking big Black men in the ass. And believe it or not, lots of them are into female domination. Again, not something you see a lot of in the porn movie world but whatever. I hear Jamal's screams mingling with those of Shamika and I absolutely love the sounds they make. Such sweet music. After pounding Jamal's ass for half an hour, I pull out of him. He lies motionless on the floor, sore down under. I smile, and then go after Shamika. Time for this big Black woman to find out what it's like to be dominated by a sexy white mistress like myself.

I leap after Shamika Brown as she tries to flee and tackle her to the floor. Fiercely we wrestle. Even though she's bigger than me, I gain the upper hand. I force her on all fours and tell her that she's going to get fucked in the ass. Her eyes go wide. I smack her face, and she yelps. Laughing, I smack her again. I spry Shamika's big butt cheeks wide open with my hands and spit on her puckered asshole. And just like that, I press my dildo against her asshole. I love the idea of a sassy and decidedly large Black woman being dominated sexually by a short, skinny white woman like me. It's very much something that turns me on.

I plunge the dildo deep into Shamika's asshole. The big Black woman screamed loud enough to wake the dead. How I love that sound. Meanwhile, Jamal watches as I stuff his wife's ass with my dildo. The same dildo which made him scream so loudly just moments ago. I grab a handful of her hair and yank her head back while drilling the dildo deep into her asshole. I berate her while sodomizing her ass with my dildo. I tell her that she's a fat Black slut and a useless ghetto whore. And she says yes and urges me to fuck her some more. And I do exactly that. I stretch her formerly tight asshole with powerful thrusts of my dildo. Shamika squeals and I laugh out loud. She's so much fun to play with. Seriously. Lots of Black male and Black female submissive types are afraid to venture too deep into race play. Not this couple. They're one hundred percent into it and I love that about them. I slam my dildo into Shamika's asshole until the big Black woman begs me for mercy.

To top things off, I ordered Jamal and Shamika Brown to get on their hands and knees and lick my dildo after I fucked both of them in the ass. They can taste their respective asses on my dildo and I absolutely love that. They lick my dildo clean and then ask me what else their dominant mistress requires of them. I tell them that they've been terrific. And then the three of us take a shower together. We have a standing appointment next week and I look forward to seeing them again.

Have I ever whipped you?", Master put his hand on my arm firmly. He was strong and powerful. He was a true warrior.
"No, Master.", I said, shivering inside....

"Maybe I should sometime." He looked directly into my eyes. I felt weak near him. I could scarcely breathe....

"Yes, Master." I was under his control. He owned me. His wishes were my commands. I was his slave. He was my Master....

Master touched my bare skin sending a need through me. I wanted him as I could never want another....

"Come, slave.", he said roughly....

"Yes, Master." I followed behind at his feet....

I read the story on a Domination/submission web site that my boyfriend, Larry had sent me to. He loved the idea of being my Master and me, his slave. I had not been thrilled about it until I went to that site. I couldn’t stop reading it. The girl in the story was truly the Master’s property. She was his slave....

I turned the monitor off, breathing heavily. I squirmed into bed. My hand squeezed the heat between my legs. I wanted Larry. I wanted to know what it was like to be his like that. To do as he asked of me. I wanted to be completely pleasing to him at all times. I wanted to be owned. I wanted him to tell me what to do for him. I yearned for him to fuck me with the power of a warrior.
Larry was much the same as the warrior in the story. He was 50 and experienced, not only in sex, but in life. He was a cowboy. He was rough if he had to be. He had long hair and bright blue eyes that could see through and hold mine. A black cowboy hat tilted in front helped give off the aura of toughness. I had to look up over a foot to see his face..

He had the lines of a man with many stories to tell. I felt that he was as powerful as the warrior and just as dominating....

I picked up the phone just then and dialed Larry. "I want you.", I said when he answered the phone. "I want to be your slave girl, Master. Take me."

"I will be right there.", he said, and hung up....

I got in the shower thinking of what would happen when he arrived. I ran my hands seductively down my body, over the soft curves of my flesh, my still firm, aching breasts. I took my fingertips and ran them over my hips, then to the Auburn hair between my legs. My finger felt my clit, pushed inside my wanting hole and back out again. I put my finger in my mouth and sucked. Master would love a taste of my lubricant. I smiled....

Larry knocked at the door a few minutes after I was out of the shower....I opened the door smiling. He walked in without being asked....

"Perfect.", he said. He took hold of my shoulders. His eyes moved over my naked body....

"Kneel, kajira!", Master ordered. Kajira was another name for slave....

Without hesitation I gracefully dropped to my knees at his feet. I lowered my lips and kissed his feet....I sat back on my heels, spreading my thighs so wide he could see the pink folds of my slave heat. I sat so straight my shoulders were back and breasts up high. My hands rested on my thighs, palms up. I could smell the sweet, soft scent of my pussy juices beginning to flow....

Larry held a golden metal collar with his initials carved into it up by my neck. "What will you offer me in return for my collar?" "This girl offers to serve Master’s every whim, to be pleasing to him at all times." Slaves could not use the word I. For they were no longer their own person. They were owned....

"Good, my slave. What will be your duty to me?", he asked....

"Absolute obedience, Master."

"Rise.", he commanded....

I obeyed moving quickly, subtly to my bare feet before him. I was trembling inside yearning for him to take me. He did not smile. He controlled....I held my head high, chin up. He clasped the collar to my throat....There was a lock for which to release it. Only Master held the key....

"I am your Master. You will obey only me."

"Yes, Master."

"Come, slave.", again, he commanded of me, and I followed....

I followed him to my bedroom. Furs draped my bed. Handcuffs were attached to each corner....Master took me firmly into his arms holding me securely against his chest. He kissed me hard. His knee went between my legs. I rubbed my already wet cunt against his knee. I could think of only my Master....He picked me up like a feather in his hand and laid me on the bed. The feel of the fur against my bare skin drove me sexually wild. I squirmed in it before him. He roughly handcuffed my arms and feet to the bed. I stared at him....

"You like that, don’t you, my little one?", he asked, standing by the bed slowly peeling off his clothing....
"Yes, Master. It is wonderfully seductive."

He smiled with an evil glow in his eyes. He turned and left the room....I laid on the furs provocatively chained up needing to be pleased. How could my Master leave me there craving him so incredibly? I squirmed in the fur. My mind reeled. My pussy ached. Nearly fifteen minutes passed before he returned to me. I needed to be fucked horribly by then. He stood by the side of the bed glaring at me. I saw in him an animal that I had never seen before. He hungered for me. He wanted to eat me alive. I could see it in his eyes. I could feel his power over me....He slapped the auburn mound so hard it stung. I gasped. Then he let the tip of his dick run so softly through the hairs I quivered....Master suddenly glued his face to my deep slit. The pink lips opened to let him bite on the aching bulb. I flinched with pain at first, but just as sudden did I want him to do it again....

"Bite on me, Master. Please."

He bit even harder this time. His fingers buried themselves into the hole that swallowed them up. I could hear the suction of my flesh holding them inside of me. I felt as if I were someone else. His strength had captured me. I would do anything now. I humped on his fingers madly feeling at least two of them inside. I wanted to be filled. I wanted to feel the pressure of having his entire hand in me....

"Force your hand in me, Master. Fill me up. Oh, hurt me with pleasure. Please.", I yelled....

I needed it. I needed the pain and pleasure of what he was giving me....It was so intense. I thought at first that his hand would rip me open...He played with my clit with his teeth at the same time. He bit it, then licked from side to side as hard as he could. The walls of my cunt grew so lubricated that his hand fit after just a few minutes.

"More! Yes, Master." I could not think. I could only feel the intense force that took me over. The furs beneath me made my body shake....I could hardly take it. I rasped for breath. His entire hand delved deep along the walls of my flesh. He found my glorious spot that he indulged harsh pleasure upon. He moved at it with a finger quick and fierce....Master looked up at my face. I had tears in my eyes begging to be released. I had to cum. He kept his fist turning between my thighs....Without warning he put his small finger into my ass....

"Oh, Master.", I moaned. My body glistened in perspiration. The small curves of my hips moved in quick thrusts meeting his hand. My breasts bounced subtly....Master reached up to my breast. He bit down on my nipple. It hardened instantly....

"Do you want me, slave? Do you want me to let this beautiful little slut of mine have the orgasm her body desires?"

I looked into the eyes of this hard, strong man that possessed me. I didn’t care what he did to me. I didn’t care if it hurt my throbbing pussy....

"Yes, Master, release me.", I cried. Tears streamed openly down my cheeks....

He removed his hand from me. Master gripped his cock in his hand teasing me. I could see the head fully swelled. He crawled up straddling my chest. "Do you want this cock?", he asked, torturing me....

"Yes, Master. Please."

"You will satisfy me with your mouth, and if you do a good job, I will allow you to cum."

"Yes, Master. Yes."

He put his cock to my mouth rubbing it over my lips. My tongue circled the head of it. I heard his moans. I wished to be released from my bonds so I could touch him, tickle his balls and hips....

"Master, please let me touch you.", I begged....

"Like this?" He let his fingertips run over his balls, his hips, his inner thighs. I moaned watching him. He forced his cock into my mouth deeply. In and out it went while my tongue circled it. He continued touching his thin body while I stared....

Abruptly, Master pulled his shaft from my mouth tracing a line down between my breasts, over my stomach to my sweet opening. He put it to my clit. As hard as he could, he rubbed it over. My hips moved from side to side.
"Fuck me, Master. This slave begs for you to force your way into my tunnel." With one quick movement the rod of power was down in me till I felt his balls hit my ass....I yelled as he hit hard against the back of me....
"Suck it deep.", he groaned....

He slammed into me moving me over the soft fur. I felt the heat traveling through my existence. An electricity began at my toes and worked its way up into my head as an orgasm devoured me. I blanked out as the most intense climax escaped my loins. My cunt dripped with cum. I screamed, barely breathing. His body tensed up as his own sperm shot through my body. Master bit my nipple out of control....He moved still hard inside of me for a long moment. His hips moved with mine. He reached up at the cuffs and let me go. I wrapped my arms around him tightly....

"You are mine as I see fit. Do not forget or you will be punished.", he whispered in my ear....

"La Kajira, Master.", I whispered back, meaning I was his female slave girl....

I knew this only to be the beginning of my slave adventures. In the coming weeks I was to learn of many new things that I never thought I could abide by, but they would turn out to be very exciting....