Master 5

Another shitty day at work. Got in my car and sighed deeply. It had been one month since my dangerous encounter with him. I pulled out of the parking lot and turned left. Strange, because I needed to turn right in order to head home. I was retracing my steps from the first time I had met him at his house. My memory was pretty good. I navigated the streets as I drove, in hopes of finding his home. Minutes later, my memory had succeeded again. I parked a few houses down, in front of a empty home for rent. I sat quietly, my mind racing as fast as my heartbeat. His car was there. My knees started to rub together as my pussy became engulfed in flames of anticipation. My hand shook as I opened the door to exit my car. As I left the seat of my car, a small pool of liquid was left behind on the leather seat. I was already gushing before I had even got out. My bra became uncomfortable as my nipples became hard the closer I got to his house. Without even thinking, I reached under my shirt, unsnapped my bra, and let it fall to the ground in the middle of the street. Was I possessed? I still do not know. I reached his doorstep and stood there for a solid twenty seconds. I stared at the door as if I was gazing into the abyss. The sounds of moaning snapped me out of that trance I was seemingly in. Confused I crept around to the back, letting myself into the unlocked wooden fence in his backyard. I was able to find a window that had its black curtains partially open. I peered inside and immediately my knees became weak. Another woman, naked and leashed, was bearing the brunt of my master's harsh treatment. That was supposed to be me. Tears welled up in my eyes as I watched. I was consumed with jealousy. Unaware of my actions, my fist hit the window as I turned to leave. Before I could reach the wooden gate to let myself out of his backyard, I heard the backdoor open. Two strong black arms wrapped around my curvy waist as he hoisted me up off my feet. With tears of jealousy streaming down my face, I squirmed and twisted to no avail. He carried me back into his house. He tossed me down on the living room floor. I tried to scramble to my feet but he wrestled me back down. I whimpered small cries as he man-handled me with ease. He was completely naked this whole time and the other girl kneeled obediently just feet away watching us. Somehow I was able to get to my feet and I tried to flee, my shirt tearing off in his grasp. During the ruckus on the floor he managed to leash me. So as I tried to run my head immediately jerked back and my body fell backwards to the floor as he held on to the leash. Now he had two victims. The other leashed girl crawled over to me and pulled off my shoes and pants. My soiled panties were pulled of my body next and handed to our master. He stuffed the wet panties, crotch first, into her mouth. He trailed his finger along the scratch mark that I had marked his face with during the fiasco. He grabbed the wooden paddle off the couch and beat me as punishment. She watched silently, sucking on my panties, as he slammed the paddle over and over into my phat ass. Waves rippled across my bottom as he beat me. I sobbed as he struck. He turned me over onto my back, when he was done beating me and shoved a dildo into my ass. Without even having to ask, I spread eagle for the eventual rape that was going to occur. I shook my head no as he began to violate me. The pain in my ass made worse as it rubbed against the living room floor. She crawled over on all fours as she positioned herself in a perfect squat with my face inches from her pussy. She was also a white girl. I stared at her mouthwatering mound. It was nice and meaty. Dripping onto my face. I could not help myself. I stuffed my face into her pussy. I feasted on her pussy. She gasped as my tongue danced in and around her pussy. I was like a king at a feast. My fingers found her asshole as her knees wobbled, threatening to fall down on my face. She pushed my head back down to the floor as my pussy eating skills proved to be to damn good for her. All the while out master had been pounding away at my pussy. His slimy black cock slid in and out of me. Fluids leaked from me as he did so. He dived so deep I thought his dick would come out my ass. There should have been a slippery when wet sign above my pussy because I could have filled a small lake. My fingers still in her ass, she grabbed my cheeks to force my mouth open. Her head lurched back as she sent a river of piss into my mouth. My mouth overflowed as it went streaming down my chin and cheeks. She placed her hands around my neck to choke me. My heart beat faster and faster as I struggled for breath. She spit in my face as she continued to choke me. This is how I wanted to die. The combination of been simultaneously fucked, choked and pissed on made me explode as I showered my master's dick. So much cum squirted from my pussy. It was amazing. My master was amazing. She was amazing. His dick wet from my satisfaction, he grabbed both our leashes and led us to the bathroom for a drink to refresh ourselves. She dipped her head into the toilet for a drink of cool water as I smothered my face into her ass. My tongue glided up and down on her appetizing asshole as she drank. My master stood over me, moving my head back as he spit on her asshole. He let go of my hair so I could resume my dessert. I slurped his spit off her asshole as she finished quenching her thirst. Next, I took my turn to drink from the toilet. She played with the dildo that was still in my ass. She then slowly pulled it out to expose my gaping black hole. As I drank, she ran her tongue around the rim of my asshole before diving in. Her tongue swabbed the walls of my anus, filling it with saliva. She feasted well as I finished up my turn drinking from the toilet. We were both led back to the living room. He smacked the living shit out of me before placing me in a strap-on dildo. I expected to fuck her but instead was greeted to the sight of our master getting down on all fours to grant me access to his asshole. The dildo nor his asshole was lubed. He wanted me to destroy him. She grabbed his stiff dick, waiting for me to start fucking him, in anticipation to his milk his swollen cock. I took hold of the dildo as I forced myself into him. I slowly started pumping but realized I needed to fuck like a guy. I grabbed him by the waist and started pounding faster. Harder. Rougher. My master could not take it. Ugh, men. He had to lube himself, and strap-on dildo, up. As she was milking his cock I plunged into his asshole. The lube created a creamy sound as I fucked our master. It sounded like a pot of macaroni was being swirled around. He moaned and wailed as I assaulted his asshole. I smacked his ass repeatedly as hard as I could. Sweat rolled down my back as I pounded. Damn, and I all had to do was lay on my back when I wanted to fuck. This was a workout. His back arched upwards when he came. All that cum. Looked like someone spilled glue on the floor. I pulled out his ass, exhausted. He got up to his feet. His whole body was shaking as he made us slurp up his cum. He rubbed his left butt cheek. The same butt cheek I had slapped numerous times. Big mistake. Once again I was going to be punished for hitting him. He grabbed a belt from a closet and began beating me and her. We scrambled on all fours to the corner as he swung the belt. We huddled together, shaking and jumping with fear as the belt swung down on us. He then grabbed and drug her away from me to beat her more soundly. When he let go, she whimpered and sobbed as she crawled back into our corner and then he drug me away for my beating. Unlike her, I tried to fight back. My tiny female frame was no match for his manly frame. It only took one hand of his to choke me into a kneeling position as he struck my backside with the belt. I winced at every strike. Every time I tried to instinctively grab the belt he would just choke me harder. He would only relinquish his grip when I started to faint. He would then grab my chin to shake me fully awake before striking my ass again. Once he felt I had enough, he then grabbed my hair and then slammed my head into the floor to expose my raw ass. His black cock gaped my white ass as I struggled not to scream. She crawled over, hurt and bruised, and cradled my head in her lap as he violently raped my ass. I pressed my face into her soft belly and let out a muffled scream as he dipped his dick in and out of me. She caressed my head as my tears fell down her belly. My ass hurt so bad from the beatings and now the pounding. He would stop only to amaze himself with how wide my gaping asshole was. My breathing was so heavy that one could easily confuse it for a asthma attack. Finally, his balls emptied its contents into my black hole. My asshole overflowed with cum like a storm drain during heavy rains. He put his hands on my ass, squeezing them hard, causing me even more blissful pain and then pushed me away. Me and her crawled back into the corner. Red marks adorned our bodies. Humiliated, we stayed in the corner as he went to the couch to watch TV. I held her head between my breasts as she began to suck them for comfort. Our master was soon asleep on the couch from our filthy activities. I could have used that opportunity to leave. But I did not. Neither did she. Why? Neither of us wanted to go back to reality. A reality of minimum wage and bills. This house was a portal into a fantasy world neither of us wanted to leave. She kissed me on the lips as we cuddled, naked and leashed in the corner. I put my hand down in-between my legs and flushed out some pee into it. I held my cupped hand up to her lips as she drank my sterile nectar. All the jealousy I had when I glared into the window upon arrival was gone. When all the liquid had been sipped out of my hand, she looked at me and smiled. And I smiled back.

Nemesis of Sona

The crowds jeered. The crowds hurled insults at the woman at the center. She stood, tied to a wooden pole, surrounded by the Lords of Faith. The LoF were a religious radical group, commissioned by the King, to rid the lands he ruled of wretched and non-believers. Sona stood accused of witchcraft and adultery. Some believed she was casting a spell on every man she passed, causing them to lust after her. In actuality, Sona was a very beautiful woman whose form turned the heads of every man she passed. Her eyes where as bright as the moon. Her curvaceous figure seductive and enticing. It was of no surprise to Sona that, after being accused and jailed, she was raped by many members of the Lords of Faith. Before being tied up and put on display to be eventually burned to death, she was stripped naked. Cum seeped from her vagina down her thighs as the crowd pointed and gawked at that site as evidence of her adultery. Unbeknownst to them, the seed dripping down her thighs were the seeds from the dicks of the LoF as they had raped her right beforehand. Sona licked her lips as the remnants of blood and cum still remained from the first of the LoF that tried to rape her. That first man made the gruesome mistake of sticking his hardened cock between the lips on her face, not the lips in-between her thighs. In that filthy dungeon cell, she sucked him off. Stroking and licking his cock ferociously as if she was desperate to dispense the contents of his sack into her. He moaned and howled as his cock jerked suddenly, dispelling his seed into her mouth. The instant she tasted his salty liquid she bit down hard, nearly ripping his dick off. He screamed in pain as the guards ran in and bashed Sona on the head to get her to release her teethy grip. With a defiant grin on her face she mocked the man. "What is wrong dear? A little pleasure mixed with pain too much for you?" Those were the last words the man ever heard before his body turned cold. After the guards removed the dead man from the cell, two more of the LoF entered the cell. Not to make the same mistake as their dead comrade, one held her down as the other shoved his curved cock into her. As she was raped by one, the other beat her in revenge for the death of the first man to rape her. The simultaneous beating and fucking turned Sona on despite knowing her eventual death was near. Her nipples hardened as she was savagely beaten. The man inside of her shivered as he released his gooey seed into her. "Remember sharing is caring." she said, as the men switched places. Not wanting to give the satisfaction, to them, of knowing they were pleasing her, she very quiet as she orgasmed. She shook and shivered as the penetration of her sensitive pussy continued. The main holding her down had become hard again and could not retain his desire. The main on top of her rolled over, rolling her on top in the process, as the second man moved behind her to ram his cock inside her ass. Her eyes widened in pleasure as he did so. Their balls slapped together as all three moved in rhythm. There was a tap on the bar cells as the eldest member of the LoF stood in shock at what he was seeing. The men quickly threw Sona off of themselves and blamed it on her witchcraft. Now naked in the center of a massive crowd, Sona taunted them with her account of what happened down in the cell. The eldest member shook his head as he began the procedure to torch the hay that surrounded Sona. Sona's breathing became heavier and her heart beat faster as her death drew near. As the elder drew his torch nearer to the hay, some of the women in the crowd shrieked as a large winged figure was seen in the moon's view. Not to be out-matched the winged creature shrieked even louder, drowning out every sound in the vicinity. It was Nemesis. Sona's dragon. He had been searching all over for his master and now he had found her. His breath hot enough to melt the sun itself, he wind as he began spraying the crowd with fire. Men and women instantly turned to ash as Nemesis descended down to the grown. The LoF cowered in fear as Nemesis sniffed out her rapists. Nemesis could easily identify the smell of Sona's nectar on the cocks of the LoF and promptly scooped the first one up, biting him in half. The other rapist scrambled for safety inside of a nearby home only to be incinerated as a tasty barbecue treat as Nemesis turned the home into a oven as he breathed fire into its down catching everything on fire. Many of the King's guards showed up only to quickly turn and flee at the site of the behemoth. The elder kneeled down and prayed once Nemesis turned his attention to him. Sona had been cackling the entire time with glee and laughter. Her body giddy and her eyes wide as her trusty dragon came to her rescue. Nemesis looked confused as the kneeled man prayed. So he lurched forward and put his teeth around his neck, popping the elders head off. He then gently finessed his massive teeth around the ropes that bound his master. Sona climbed on the back of her dragon and he swooped up into the sky and returned to the mountain of which they resided far away. Riding naked through the chilly cold night naked left Sona shivering nonstop. Nemesis noticed as she slipped off of him, once they landed, and laid down on the ground exhausted. He stuck out his massive heated tongue and began licking his master to keep her warm. Sona welcomed the warm sensational touch and grabbed his tongue as she spread her legs, directing his tongue to her core. Nemesis licked his master over and over again, right where she wanted it, in-between her thighs. His rough warm wet tongue vibrated as it slathered her pussy. She started gyrating on Nemesis' tongue as the moonlight shined down on then. No longer cold, she moaned as her dragon unknowingly pleased her sexually. She screamed as she squirted on his tongue. Nemesis quickly pulled his head back as his master screamed, becoming confused. Sona stood up, shaky but stable, and kissed her dragon on the nose as her vagina, made extremely hot by the heat of his tongue, cooled off. Staring out towards the town, that tried to end her life, miles away, she watched as more and more of the town became engulfed in flames.

Regretful Past

When I was about nineteen years old I met a girl online in a Myspace chat room. We became really good friends mainly because we were both socially awkward. She was a Asian girl named Tori. Eventually I started developing feelings for her. We were close friends so much so that she was comfortable telling me about her teenage exploits to hookup with boys and other various things. Hearing her talk about these things gave rise to a strong sense of jealousy I had never felt before. At times I would lash out at her on gaming forums we visited on Myspace and she would not know the reasoning behind it. I became obsessed with her and could no longer stand when she spoke of her random exploits and began making up a life I did not really live as a sort of counter to try to make myself feel better. I could not stand how she was living more and more. I wanted the old Tori, who stayed at home all the time playing Xbox and being on her laptop. Not the Tori who got out of the house more and finally found her first steady boyfriend and was eager to tell me she finally lost her virginity. I hurt so bad on the inside that I wanted to do the same to her. But how could I? I was just a guy on a computer many states away from her. One of the things I did was to makeup a fake girlfriend to try to counter my feelings. So Tori thought I was happily in a relationship when I was not. When Tori started dating I had become so overcome by jealousy that I had faked my own death. I used my fake girlfriend I had created to help pull it off. That was my way of cutting off all contact with her. A few years later I contacted her via Facebook and told her the truth. She had figured I had made it all up even though it hurt her emotionally. I asked to restart our friendship anew but she never responded. We had been friends for three years before I faked my death. And another three years went by before I confessed. The last time I looked at her profile was in 2013. When I saw her profile pic, which was just a selfie, my heart felt ten times heavier and it took until the next day to shake that feeling. I will never forgive myself for what I did. I fell in love with her and could not handle it. And it cost me a awesome friend because of it. From time to time I think about her but I avoid looking her up online because I know my heart will punish me if I do. Kim, one of the things I promised myself when our bond as friends became tighter and tighter was that I would never make the same mistake with you. Did I get jealous when Brian was living with you and when your ex-husband allowed you to be with others? Yes, but it was never on the same level back when I was friends with Tori. I guess being older has made me much more wiser and much more in control of my emotions. Our friendship has outlasted the one I had with her and I hope it keeps going for decades. Losing you would be just as painful and I would never do anything to risk that. Your flaws mean nothing to me. People like you do not cross my path every week or every month. You are a rare gem and losing Tori taught me how important it is to hold on to a rare gem. I enjoy your time more than anybody else. Your eyes keep me fixated and intimidated. I have this constant daydream of being rich and showing up at your apartment in a Lamborghini and sweeping you off your feet into a new and much better life. If I keep daydreaming about it as much as I do it is bound to come true right? You have more pull over me than you realize. If you had that same amount of pull over your ex, then he would not be your ex because he would not have let you leave in the first place. I find you immensely beautiful. You standing beside your sister is like looking at a picture of a unicorn standing beside a donkey. I long for the day you can cry tears of joy instead the tears of depression and sadness that constantly adorn your face. Telling you things from my past like I just did is hard. But when you are telling it to someone you love and respect, like you, then it makes it so much easier. You are the only person I have told this to and you will most likely be the only one ever. I feel so comfortable, despite still being a little nervous, with telling you this sensitive info. I hope I never disappoint you because to do that I would have to disappoint myself. I hope I turn out to be everything you could want as a friend or even more. If not I will try my best to get as close as possible. You are a key component to my life and you have been for years. I cannot imagine you not being in it. I hope you are as comfortable with me as I am with you. I love you to death and would not hesitate to give my own life up to ensure you keep yours. Your time will never be a waste to me. I know you are a busy person with a job and three beautiful children to nourish and for that I will always appreciate the time you allow me to be in your life. I will always be here for you until my last breath and my last breath will be filled with memories of people like you who have had a huge impact on my life.