Mr Wade: Story 119

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Girls in the Wood - Chapter 8

Kathy held my arm and walked closely to me as we worked our way along the path through the woods. We heard the sounds long before we reached the small clearing. Kathy knew right away what she was hearing, and her grip tightened on my arm.

As we drew near enough to see what was taking place, Cindi became aware of our approach and seemed to renew her efforts with the whip. Sandra's eyes were closed tightly and she bit at her lower lip, her cheeks wet with tears, her body red and flushed. Cindi changed the direction of the whipping now and swung upward between Sandra's legs, wanting, I supposed, for us to see how Sandra responded to having her pussy whipped.

Each stroke of the leather cat brought an almost child-like whimper from Sandra as the thin strands licked hotly at her exposed cunt. The clothespins had been removed from both her labia and her nipples, and the tips of the leather strands were free to caress all of her exposed sex. Each time they landed the whimper would come and she would raise herself upward on her toes, pushing them down into the loamy forest floor and straining upward as if there were some possible escape from the stinging rawhide.

"Look at her thighs, Master!", Kathy whispered to me. "Her thighs are wet nearly to her knees! Is that because it excites her so? Does it make her that hot?"

I nodded and then spoke to Sandra.

"Do you want Cindi to stop whipping your naked and sore little pussy, Sandra?"

Sandra's eyes opened wide as she first became aware of my return.

"No, Master! Please don't make her stop! I'm sooooo hot, Master!"

"But doesn't it hurt your little slut tramp cunt for it to be whipped so hard, Sandra?"

"Yes, Master! It hurts soooo much!! But......ungggghhhh (the cat landed again)...I want it, Master! I want Mistress Cindi to hurt my pussy!"

I wasn't sure how Kathy would respond to seeing Cindi at work, but she began rubbing herself through her tight shorts as she watched and listened.

"Has she responded nicely, Cindi? Do you like my slave Sandra?"

"She's amazing, Master, she really is. I had no idea she would love it so much. It's as if she can't get enough."

"And is it making you hot to use her, Cindi?"

"God, yes, Master! If it weren't for the fact that I'd have to stop whipping her to do it, I'd shove the handle of this thing inside me and get off...God, I'm so hot!"

Kathy looked up at me, and I immediately knew what she had in mind. Stepping over to the slut bag I took out a long cock-shaped dildo and handed it to her. Taking it, she knelt beside Cindi and began kissing her thigh, holding the dildo in one hand and rubbing Cindi's clitoris and very wet pussy with the other. Cindi continued swinging the cat, changing direction once more so that the strands landed on the large heaving and tied breasts of the well-bound slavegirl.

Kathy wiped the head of the dildo with her wet hand and then placed it at the entrance to Cindi's hole. Supporting herself by hugging Cindi's well-formed thigh with one arm, she began working the dildo up into the busy Mistress's cunt.

I'm sure the dildo must have been distracting to Cindi, but there was no evidence of it in her application of the cat to Sandra's naked body. If anything she seemed to swing more hotly at her, and red stripes began forming across the pale white skin of the whipping girl.

Kathy repositioned herself slightly and began licking at Cindi's clit while she fucked the big dildo in and out of her. In almost no time Cindi was moaning herself, her hips hunching at the dildo, her arm still busy swinging the whip, her free hand mauling her own large breasts.

I had intended to only be an observer, but watching the three beautiful women with each other made me change my mind quickly. My cock was raging now, hard and pushing against the front of my pants. Unzipping them I pulled it out and stroked it as I continued to watch.

Stepping closer to Cindi, I pushed the head of my hard member between her cheeks until I felt what I was searching for. Bending at the knees and holding her around the waist, I shoved my cock up into her asshole, grunting as I fed it all into her. I could feel the thick dildo pressing at me through the walls of her body as Kathy continued to fuck her pussy with it.

"Oh God!!", Cindi screamed, as she threw down the cat and clasped Kathy's head with both hands, pulling her face tighter against her wet crotch. She humped at her now, making my cock slide back and forth inside her tight anal canal. I fucked back at her hotly, sliding my hands up to her breasts, and rolling her nipples between my thumbs and forefingers.

I knew it would not take long for either of us, and it was no surprise to me when our orgasms occured almost simultaneously. I rammed my thick cock deeply into her ass and held it there, the cum spurting from me in long streams, coating the inside of her. Her knees buckled and then began jerking as she ground her pussy against Kathy's face in the midst of her orgasm. Kathy had to struggle to keep from falling, but she clung desparately to the orgasming Mistress's legs and swallowed quickly to keep from gagging on the juice that streamed into her hungry mouth.

When it was finally over, both Kathy and Cindi grew limp, Cindi collapsing to the ground and sitting crosslegged next to Kathy. They kissed warmly and for quite some time, savoring the aroma and the taste of Cindi's juices as they swapped them back and forth on their tongues.

I wiped my cock in Cindi's hair to clean it and then tucked it back inside my pants. Sandra had watched all of this with passionate interest, and I knew she very much wanted someone to allow her to come as well.

"Kathy, I would like for you to stay here with Sandra and make her come with your mouth while she's still tied. When you've done that you may untie her and bring her back to the cabin with you."

Kathy smiled weakly at me. She knew better than to argue with me, and I know she wanted to do exactly what I asked of her, but she had indeed been a very busy girl.

"Can you do that for me, Kathy?", I asked, smiling at her.

"Yes, Master. I can, and I will do it with much pleasure."

"Good girl. I think you can see now, precious, that Master will make sure you get all the pussy you can handle, can't you, my pet?"

"Yes, Master. I do see that, and I'm very grateful, Master!"

"Good. Cindi, gather up our things and come along. The day is still young."

Upon our arrival at the cabin we found Janet in the midst of what she later told us was her third orgasm. I had Cindi remove the artificial cocks from her when she had finished and directed her to have Janet shower and dress in the clothes I laid out for her. I choose a very lovely pink garter belt outfit, white stockings and high heels, and tiny pink bikini panties with a lacey front.

When Janet had complied with my wishes, I explained to her that she would prepare and serve lunch to the rest of us on the deck. She set about her task while Cindi and the other two girls showered and dressed themselves. I knew that Sandra would be one very tired and sore girl, but I wanted her to have lunch before she rested.

Janet's attire looked very out of place in such a rustic setting, but in spite of that, or perhaps to some degree because of that, it was powerfully erotic to see her moving around the kitchen dressed so sexily. Her breasts were firm and rode high on her chest, the nipples small and pouty. They shimmered, more than bounced, as she walked in the high heels, and I knew we would all find it exciting to have her serving us.

Sandra, Cindi and Kathy all dressed much more casually after their showers. Sandra wore a pair of light green shorts with a white top, Cindi and Kathy both wore cutoff blue jeans and halter tops. The four of us discussed Janet while we sat around the picnic table on the deck, waiting for our lunch.

"She soaked the bed while we were in the woods, Master," Cindi said, smiling. "She really must have been excited about something!"

Kathy and I looked at each other and smiled.

"Well, Kathy and I excited her a bit, I think, each in our own way," I said. "I may have made a mistake in letting her come like that. I want her to be good and ready for the rest of her week."

"She still hasn't had the one thing she wants most, Master," Kathy replied. "And I don't have to tell you what that is, do I?"

She most certainly did not. I really had nothing to worry about, because as Kathy had reminded me, Janet still had not had an opportunity to eat pussy. All of us knew how much she wanted that. No matter what other treats she enjoyed she would definitely be ready for that when her chance came.

"We're going to make her want that even more than she does now, Kathy," I said, smiling. "Here's what we're going to do...."

Just as I finished filling in the three girls on what I had planned for the rest of our day, Janet began serving our lunch to us. She moved gracefully in and out of the cabin, carrying platters loaded down with fried chicken, potato salad, baked beans and other afternoon delights. When she had finished, I motioned for her to come to me. Pulling her arms behind her, I handcuffed her and gave her instructions to stand in the middle of the deck, some five or six feet away from the table where we could all see her well.

We ate our lunch with genuine appreciation for Janet's culinary talents, each of us glancing over at her from time to time and taking in her physical beauty as she stood, shifting from one foot to the other, her hands bound, her breasts naked, her stockinged legs only increasing our appetites.

Upon my instruction there was food left for Janet when we were done. I instructed Janet to move around the table and to lick clean the hands and lips of the other girls. She did so, obediently, bending over with hands behind her to suck each finger and lick it clean, then turning her head to kiss and suck clean each girl's lips. As instructed she was not touched otherwise by any of the girls.

When she had done as I asked, I allowed her to sit on the small bench which ran along the outer edge of the deck, making sure she kept her legs apart, allowing us all a view of her crotch and the lovely sight of pubic hairs poking through the lacey front of her panties.

"Now its our turn to feed you, Janet," I said, knowing the other girl's knew exactly what that meant.

One by one the girl's began stripping and sat beside each other along one side of the picnic table, facing Janet. With their legs apart they each rubbed themselves, stroking their clits and lips, making themselves wet while Janet watched them. Each girl, when she had grown appropriately wet, then inserted a chicken leg into herself, allowing it to become coated with her juices. They made quite a show of it, knowing the effect it would have on Janet.

Each girl then fed Janet bites of the leg she had prepared for her, pausing from time to time to spoon feed her some of the potato salad and baked beans as well. Sips of cold beer were given to her as well, but there was no doubt in anyone's mind about what her favorite course was.

Once Janet had been thusly fed, the girls set about cleaning each other. Still naked, with pussies smelling and tasting of chicken, the girls lay on the floor of the deck in front of Janet in a tight daisy chain, licking and cleaning each other hungrily. Long after any trace of the chicken was gone the girls continued to lick and kiss each other, sucking and nibbling, until they were one writhing mass of passionate female flesh on display for the lingerie clad girl who could do nothing but watch and savor the taste that still lingered in her own mouth.

I watched the entire episode with amused interest, noting especially the growing dampness which stained the pink crotch of Janet's panties. Moving to sit beside her on the bench while she watched the other girls, I rubbed her clitoris through her panties gently and ran my finger along the back of her neck.

"Don't you wish you were one of them, Janet?", I asked in a hot whisper. "Look how much they love it. They love pussy, Janet, but not a one of them loves it any more than you do, do they, precious? Watch them make each other so hot. Can you still taste them in your hungry little mouth, sweetie? Can you smell their juices even yet?"

Janet's eyes were glued on the girls, her legs opening wider, her body shifting as I continued caressing her and whispering to her.

"I want some, Master!", she said, hotly, turning her head toward me for only a second and then fixing her gaze once again on the naked girls. "I really want some pussy." Her legs began opening and closing again. Her nipples were rock hard, poking out almost obscenely from her naked breasts.

"Yes, I know you do, Janet, but you can't have any yet. You got to taste some just now, honey, but that's all you get for now." Janet groaned, and I felt my finger growing wetter as her juices leaked through her pantied crotch.

"Tomorrow, Master?", she almost panted. "I can have some tomorrow, can't I, Master?"

"Yes, little piece. You can have pussy tomorrow. Nice wet slut pussy for my Janet. You'll get some from all three of them tomorrow. Can you wait that long, little bislut girl?"

Janet shuddered and licked her lips, nodding. I was afraid she would come again, and took my hand away from her rigid little nub. She was distressed that I had left her hanging, but said nothing, closing her legs together tightly and trying with all her might to rub her pussy lips against each other.

The three girls on the floor finally brought each other to climax. It was an amazing sight, one I had not witnessed before myself, and my only regret was that I had not video-taped it.

Afterward, while Cindi, Sandra and Kathy took the dishes back into the kitchen, I guided Janet to one of the supporting posts underneath the over-hanging roof and bound her there. I slid her wet panties down her legs, leaving her sex naked, and balling up the panties in such a way as to keep the juice soaked crotch area in one place, inserted that portion of them into her mouth to gag her. The rest of the day would be one of relaxation for us, and our view as we looked out of the sliding glass doors toward the lake, would be enhanced by the sight of this lingerie clad and gagged girl bound to the post in the center of our view.

The rest of the day was spent reading and enjoying the quiet beauty of our surroundings. As we had discussed earlier, each of the girls from time to time spent a few moments fondling Janet throughout the remainder of the day, never enough to bring her to orgasm, but always enough to keep her wet. When their own excitement grew to the point that they needed relief they were free to take a partner into the bedroom, and did so on several occasions until nightfall, when Janet was taken down and put in bed alongside me for the remainder of the night.

Continued in Chapter Nine

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