Then again it was one finger at a time as she made yet another fist, this time in my ass and pushed even deeper. There is no cervix in the colon, nothing to stop her penetration. My gut contracted in pain as she pushed deeper as her arm made entry. Then slowly, as before, it made its retreat only to penetrate me again.I was being ass fucked with a fist!The thought of that was mind boggling.The fact of that was stimulating as hell as it hit me—I was coming. Coming as a fist, of all damned things, flicked my ass.I'm sure that it took me several seconds to recognize her next move. But when it did, I gave her my full and undivided attention.Her other hand was making its way up my pussy. In less time than I thought possible there were two fists in me fucking away. If someone had asked earlier if two fists could fit in a female body, I would have said no, no way. But I would have been wrong because it was happening to me! And I was loving every second of its happening.I thought I'd go
"His father?""Yes, miss. His father trained me and offered me to Mr. Jason when he went away to school.""Trained you? You mean his father is the same?""Oh, yes, miss. I thought you knew. It is a family trait. All the males are dominate and the females submissive. They are trained that way from birth, miss.""Is his father's staff involved, too?""Oh, yes. Both potential males and females must meet the family standards or they are not hired. It is a prerequisite for employment, miss, and all the staff it totally dedicated to it remaining so."Well! That sure as hell answered some of my questions. A family trait, was it. And all the staff was involved. Damn, what a damned pleasant thought! If I remained with Jason I'd have plenty of "staff" members at my beck and call whenever the urge arose and Jason wasn't around. Or if he was, too, for that matter, like tonight."Aaahhhhhaaaaaagggaaa..." pulled me out of my dreaming as Jason landed the cane on my harnessed tits that stuck way out
But nude?"Am I restricted to this room, then?""Oh, no, miss. Mr. Jason also informed me that you are to partake of breakfast in the dinning room. He wished to you join him as soon as you finished your shower."Dinning room? While naked?Well, as I said, it shouldn't come as a surprise."Where ahh where is the dinning room, Charles?""Betsy will show you the way, miss."Right, I thought, as I remembered her words of the previous night. Males dominate, while females are the submissive. Naturally she would be the one delegated that task.Casting one more look at my colorful body, I shrugged. "Well, I ahh guess I'm ready, Betsy. Lead away.""Yes, miss."She turned and headed out of the room as I, with a bit of trepidation, followed in her wake."Ah Betsy, ahh has ahh this happened before?""A nude guest, you mean, miss?""Yea, a nude guest.""No, miss, not to my knowledge.""Oh, ahh and what do make of that fact? I mean, why me?""I'm sure I couldn't say, miss. But if I were to hazard a
"Why don't you tell Kate how you like your rings used, Susan?""Yes, sir." She said facing him, then turned to me. "I like them treated harshly, miss. Quit harshly. My favorite being weights hanging from them as I get buggered, miss."What a topic for the breakfast table! But, hell, around here it was probably normal."I ahh I see. Thank you for that information, Susan. And who ahh do you like to get ahh buggered by? Anyone in particular?""Naturally Master Jason is a favorite. But my Johnny is no slouch either.""And who is Johnny?""Why him, miss." Pointing to the other man in the room. "My husband, miss."Husband? Well, it is an unusual household, now isn't it.What the hell could I do? I smiled in response. Jason did a bit more."Johnny?""Yes, sir?" The up-till-then silent Johnny said as he instantly approached the table and gave his full attention to Jason."A one hour reward for Susan.""Yes, sir," he responded as he suddenly turned and walked away. At a china cabinet, he reach
"And that pleases you?""Massively. As you've guessed or been informed, the infliction of pain is nothing new to me. It is a family trait, so to speak. The men in my family are more or less trained from birth to be domineering with females. Just as the females are taught to submit to pain from males. It has been that way for centuries, passed from one generation to the next. I would venture to say that it is almost ingrained in us.""And that is where I fit in?""To be blunt. Yes. But there is also the personal attraction we feel for each other. We both felt it that first night. You aren't denying it are you?""I... no. I did feel it.""But?""But what?""There is a but in there somewhere, isn't there?""Well... yes."I waited but he didn't respond. I knew he was waiting for me to state the 'but' part of my reaction. I noted that the longer I procrastinated the harder it was to state it, until I just blurted it out without the least bit of tact."But where does that leave me in your s
Jason stood between my spread legs. I could see gleaming metal in his hands. Silver metal needle and golden clit ring. Fortunately it was not nearly the size of Betsy's, but threatening all the same.Jason seemed to be reading my mind, as he said, "This one is smaller but it will still serve the purpose. After you have healed, a larger one can be installed in the hole made by this one."Reaching up with one hand he caressed my leg. I literally jumped."A bit nervous?"I swallowed and nodded my head."Too nervous to remain in place without bondage?"Again I nodded my head. Nerves be damned, I didn't think I could hold still as my clit was pierced and then ringed, for Christ's sake I wasn't made out of steel. Oh, no. I was definitely flesh and bones. And excited clit to boot."No problem," came his reply to my cowardliness as he walked away again. That time he came back with an assortment of bands, ropes and chains. "A lady should always have her wishes granted."It still amazed me that
That afternoon I got a more traditional engagement ring. The kind that goes on the third finger, left hand. Quite a rock. It was worth more than all my possession combined, so naturally I just loved it.I concluded that having access to vast amounts of money had many rewards. But quite frankly, with or without money, I would have taken Jason.Again that evening I dinned in my colored buff and was getting use to the fact. I can't say that I was totally comfortable with the situation, but it was becoming more and more familiar. Hell, just the leering looks Jason sent my way made it worth adjusting to.I wondered when he would take the act public so to speak. I knew he would eventually, that was a foregone conclusion. I dreaded and looked forward to it happening, wondering just how it would be done. Where it would happen and under what circumstances.But thoughts of the future weren't nearly as interesting as current events. Events in the form of good old Johnny again whipping ass in the
I laid there in total anticipation, letting Jason set the mood and tone. When he withdrew his fingers from my pussy and reentered them in my cock virginal ass I didn't even pause in accepting them. The dildos and Betsy's hand from the previous night made his entry more than acceptable. I, too, thought it time that a cock was introduced into that opening as I spread my legs allowing easier entrance."Ah, ready for an ass fuck?" he whispered against the juncture of neck and shoulder."Mummmm, it's got my vote. After all, it was opened now wasn't it?""To be sure. Opened, but not slack by any stretch of the imagination. I can hardly wait for my cock to sink into this snug, clinging track."Passions rising rapidly, I saw no reason for delaying what both of us wanted. In one fluid movement, I rolled over, disengaging his hand in the process, and brought myself over onto my stomach. As Jason rearranged himself beside me, I got my knees under me and raised my ass in offering. A true offering