The sound of two bodies slapping together was unmistakable as i approached my own dorm room. Clearly, my roommate was having fun again, and since i could not hear her, she was most likely gagged.
i was a bit envious, and not just because my meeting had run much longer than expected. If she was gagged while having sex, then it likely meant that our Master was in town again.
As softly as possible, i slipped my key into the lock, and soon had the door open just enough to slip through and close without making any noise. As i had suspected, Master Craig was indeed in town again, His distinctive eagle tattoo emblazoned across His upper back, the wingspan stretching almost from shoulder to shoulder. He was vigorously pounding away at julie’s small body, her feet bouncing in the air and her wrists pulling at the tethered padded cuffs which secured her to either end of the headboard.
My body was definitely becoming aroused. The sight of our Master fucking my roommate, the sound of their bodies slapping and the bed softly protesting the vigorous actions, the scent of lust filling the air and making me feel rather heady…
With a groan, Master Craig paused deep inside my roommate and turned to look at me, giving me a warm smile even as He breathed hard. i smiled an acknowledgement and set my backpack upon my bed before approaching julie’s bed and kneeling upon the hardwood floor. i looked up at Him with admiration and respect, my heart overflowing with joy at His unexpected presence.
“you slave sister is here,” He alerted julie, and only then did she open her eyes and turn her head to see me. she was breathing hard, her body covered with a sheen of sweat, just like Master Craig. i recognized the visible part of the penis gag which had been strapped to her head, and i wished that it was me in her place, our Master filling my sex and a fake phallus filling my mouth.
“I think she needs more pain,” our Master said definitively, and julie’s eyes widened as she whimpered a resignation around the oral invader. “I think the belt would be best, across her chest.”
While i enjoyed pain, julie did not - at least, not beyond some minor biting and scratching. As He returned to fucking my slave sister, albeit a bit more gently, i rose and retrieved Master Craig’s belt from His slacks, and returned to julie’s bed.
“Strip,” He ordered. julie’s eyes were all over me as i complied, and Master Craig paid me plenty of attention as well. The undressing seemed to take forever, even though i tried to render myself bare as quickly as possible. Then i approached the bed and knelt again, the belt in my hands.
i watched with fascination as Master Craig moved julie’s legs over His shoulders, then bent over her, forcing her knees practically into her chest. His movements were definitely possessive: long and slow withdrawals, but fast and hard jabs accompanied by her muffled squeals. her nostrils flared as she tried to breathe, and her arms continued to pull against the tethered cuffs.
Master Craig knew what He was doing. He knew that julie was truly a slave while i was a switch who was more inclined to dominate than to submit. By simply having me hold the belt with the “threat” that i would soon hurt my roommate with it, He simultaneously played to both our roles, which heightened the moment for us both.
At last, Master Craig disengaged from my slave sister. His erection was long and hard, the veins seemingly made more prominent by the glistening passion of my roommate. As julie shuddered upon the bed, her legs finally back in a prone position, our Master dismounted and stood before me, allowing me to taste the passion of my slave sister.
But i was only allowed a single taste, for i was quickly instructed to stand beside the bed, and beat julie’s breasts.
i relished it. While i enjoy receiving pain, i also enjoy giving pain. The fact that julie really only tolerates pain made her struggles and her muffled cries all the more enticing. Knowing how much she thoroughly relished being able to pull against her bonds, i struck her breasts harder and harder, and her struggles increased accordingly.
While i was happily paining my roommate, our Master was sitting at her desk, stroking Himself slowly with julie’s tangy passion as lubrication for His large hand. He was definitely enjoying the moment: two beautiful young slaves with long hair, one blonde, one redhead, both naked, one bound and in definite discomfort with a reddening chest to prove her pain, one gladly delivering the pain…
“Enough.” our Master’s voice pierced me, stilling my arm just before i would have delivered the next kiss of leather to my slave sister’s reddening chest. she opened her eyes, but i doubt she could truly see, floating in the fiery haze of pain and the lofty clouds of submission, writhing in her bonds.
Master Craig stood and approached me, taking the belt from my hands. His eyes instructed me to kneel again, and i did, which placed His thick erection directly in front of my face. When He stepped forward, it was clear what i was to do, but again it was only a quick taste, barely even time for my tongue to caress His wonderful sex, before He put a hand to my forehead and pushed my head back and away.
Then, with a quick and fluid motion, He turned toward the bed, raising the belt, and He brought it down hard.
…directly on julie’s clitoris.
my own clitoris throbbed in sympathy and in jealousy as the penis gag failed to contain my slave sister’s scream. my sadistic side relished that shrill sound, as well as the violent struggle of my bound roommate, and deep inside, my masochistic side wished that it had been me who was just severely struck in such a sensitive part of the body.
Quickly, Master Craig set the belt aside, then mounted the bed and mounted my slave sister, thrusting into her hard and fast, fucking her violently, each lunge causing His body to slam against her pained clitoris. she screamed, she cried, she fought against her tethered cuffs - in short, she endured.
It did not take long before our Master achieved the release He sought, growling as He inseminated my slave sister. Admittedly, i was a bit jealous, wishing that i was the one being filled with His seed.
As He sought to regain His breath, Master Craig dismounted my roommate and sat on the edge of the bed, gesturing for me to clean Him. The taste of His seed mixed with my roommate’s passionate lubrication was exquisite, and as He softened in my mouth, i closed my eyes to better savor the mixed sensations upon my caressing tongue. my fingernails grazed His testicles, causing Him to shudder before me and twitch within my mouth.
For her part, julie was no longer screaming, but she was definitely still crying, the pain still consuming her body. “Clean your slave sister,” i was instructed, and reluctantly, i released our Master from my fingernails and my mouth. Once He stood and moved aside, i mounted the bed and took a position between my roommate’s legs.
The first stroke of my tongue lapped up much of the combined lust which had seeped from her body, and she whimpered pleasantly in response. But once my tongue reached her clitoris, it was clear from her reaction that even though i was attempting to be gentle with her, the act was clearly hurting her.
i continued to lick my slave sister, to clean her and to cherish her with my mouth, while our Master carefully removed the penis gag and then freed her from the tethered cuffs. As her cleaning slowly became more pleasurable for her, He helped her to sit up enough for Him to slide into position behind her upon the bed, and He held her close, giving her the aftercare she definitely needed while I worked to give her the pleasure which would help counteract the residual pain.
“Go ahead,” He said softly as her orgasm neared. “Cum for Me. Cum for your slave sister.”
she soon did, her thighs clamped firmly to my ears, her hoarse voice muffled yet heartwarming. We cuddled, the Master and the two slave sisters, the bond ever strengthening.
“Next time,” Master Craig informed us with a smile and a wink as He eventually prepared to leave, “your roles will be reversed.”
My clitoris throbbed in anticipation.