My Mistress, My Slave

Mike then told Robert to strip, and within moments I had two men using my every orifice while I lay helpless to stem the tide of pleasure that swept over me time and time again. Mike fucked me repeatedly, and he fucked Erika as well. For her part, Robert/Erika forced me to suck her tiny clit until it quivered in what would probably be the last masculine orgasm her hormone enhanced body would ever experience. I spent the rest of that night bound up tight and licking Erika’s anus, sandwiched in between those two men. Oral, anal, vaginal- we did it all, and frequently at the same time. At one point, I think it was Jonathan who joined in the fun, and I found myself plugged in all three holes and loving every moment of it.

I had been broken, my fantasy of becoming a submissive sex slave had come true.

It was early in the morning, before the sun came up, when I awoke to quiet slurping noises. It didn’t take long to figure out that I was hearing the sounds of a sloppy blowjob. I thought that perhaps I was still asleep, but a few moans later I realized that I was aurally witnessing my ex-boyfriend going down on my boss. It seemed so natural, so I lay perfectly still, pretending to sleep.

I heard Mike growl, flip Robert over and slam into his virgin ass. As masterful as he was with me, Mike was even more so with Robert. "You like that, don’t you bitch?" he kept whispering as Robert squealed out in the affirmative. Lying there, bound up tightly and listening to my boyfriend being fucked repeatedly by my boss, I knew that I had lost Robert forever, but I also knew that Robert had found what he really needed to be happy.

And that made me happy, because I really did love Robert.

I wasn’t untied for the rest of that day. Jonathan came back in and fucked both Robert and me. A few other men also stopped by, I still don’t know who they were, but all four had magnificent cocks. By the time I was released, I was completely cum-soaked, and Robert and Mike had long gone.