baroniansmythe:Finding the Way (part 1) She was trembling as she walked up the stairs, mostly nude
baroniansmythe: Finding the Way (part 1) She was trembling as she walked up the stairs, mostly nude, beside the woman she had called friend for some time. They were both clad only in heels, stockings, garters and thong panties and she felt truly exposed, more naked than she had ever felt before. “I can’t do this, Jenny” she said to her friend as they reached the top of the stairs. “What is going to happen when I go through that door?” Her voice reflected the uncertainty, the trepidation she was feeling to her very core. “I told you, he wants to see you. You belong to the Master now and he gets what he wants and what he wants… is you.” Genvieve reassured her. “But then why are you here? Why didn’t he just call me?” she asked, genuinely confused. “Because he knows of our shared past, my dear. He knows and it excites him.” Her cheeks flushed, her eyes going wide with terror. “H-he knows?” she stammered. Genvieve, Jenny as she was often called nodded and gave her friend a slow smile. “Yes. He has known for some time. Now… ready yourself.” The two friends clasped hands and Jenny knocked on the door. “Come” said the masculine voice on the other side of the door. As the door opened, the Master of the house stood by the fireplace. He looked between the two women, though his eyes falling on the trembling form of Vivian who was trying hard to control her breathing and not just run from the room. Her eyes were downcast as watched her. He stepped around the chair and approached, his fingers gently lifting her gaze to meet his own. “Why do you look down, Vivian?” Vivian was stunned, speechless for a moment before she swallowed hard and met his powerful, hungry gaze. “I… I don’t know.” The Master looked to Jenny and quirked a dark brow. Jenny knew immediately the mistake made. She untangled her hand from her friend’s and with an open palm, smacked her friend’s exposed ass. “sir” she corrected softly. “You must call him sir.” Vivian jumped and let out a small sound of pain and surprise at the smack. Her gaze whipped angrily to her friend but the Master’s hand cupped her jaw and turned her gaze back to him. “I am the one you must look at, pet. Not her. She merely corrected you… far more gently than I would have. Let’s try this again, why were you looking down?” Her eyes flared with anger. Not only did her friend spank her ass, but not he had grabbed her and was talking to her like that? “I don’t know who you think you are…” she started her thought but found herself quickly grabbed and bent over the arm of the chair. She gasped in surprise but then his hand struck, not once or twice, but four times, two on each cheek, hard against her ass and she cried out, tears welling in her eyes. “I don’t think I am anyone, pet. I know who I am and who I am is your Master. Your sir and you will do exactly as I say and exactly as I want this night. Do you understand?” His words were calm, fully in command. Her cheeks flushed… and not the ones he had just smacked. She was embarrassed to be so exposed in front of her friend. Granted, she and Jenny had a tryst together a few years back, but this was different. She considered protesting, but instead remained bent over the chair and said softly “I understand… sir.” He nodded approvingly then looked to Jenny and stepped aside. Jenny came over and gently rubbed her friend’s stinging ass, helping to ease the pain. Her hand slipped between Vivian’s legs, a move that brought a surprised squeal from her. Jenny turned to the Master and smiled. “She grows wet, sir. I believe she likes your control.” Vivian gasped. How could her friend do that to her, in front of Him no less? Jenny moved aside and next Vivian felt a hand fist in her long hair, pulling her to stand. He turned her to look at him and he smiled. “You are catching on, pet. Good. You will enjoy this all the more. Now… lay upon the bed, on your back, your head hanging over the side.” She nodded to him. “As you wish, sir.” She spared a confused, though aroused look to Jenny as she moved to the bed to lay as he commanded. She had no idea what to expect. She was surprised to see him walk towards her head, and unzip his pants. His cock, long and proud sprang free. He placed a hand over her throat, just enough to hold her in place. “Open your mouth, pet.” It was a simple command but one she feared. She would have no control over this, if he chose, he could choke her or trigger her reflexes to have her vomiting from too hard or deep a stroke. That just wasn’t sexy. Still, she had to trust. She did as commanded and felt the full weight and size of his manhood as he slowly entered her mouth. What she heard then surprised her even more. “Genvieve… pull her panties to the side and taste her. I want you to tell me when she is ready.” “As you say, m’lord.” Jenny’s voice was aroused and submissive, fully into the moment much to Vivian’s dismay. What did all this mean? Why was this happening? Why was she letting this happen? Those thoughts vanished as she felt the combination of his cock’s piston-like motion into her throat and then her panties yanked aside and Jenny’s mouth devouring her sex. Her mind almost couldn’t cope with it all. Fear, panic, arousal, desire, embarrassment, need… they all crashed within her in a blinding white light that drowned out all sound other than the sensually wet sounds of her mouth on her Master’s cock and her friend’s mouth on her own drenched sex. When she came, it was a wild, bucking climax where she grabbed Jenny’s hair and forced her mouth harder against her sex with one hand, her other reaching around and grabbing her Master’s ass and pulling him against her with the other. Her nails in his ass caused him to explode, spilling his seed deep into her throat. Once he had milked his manhood into her mouth, the last drops disappearing behind those lips, he pulled from her and stepped back. He sat in the chair and took up the glass of whiskey he had poured earlier. The show wasn’t done, not by a long shot. As Jenny lifted from Vivian’s soaked and quivering sex, Viv’s hand pulled her hair and brought her up to lay beside her. Vivian then took control and kissed her friend, fully and deeply, sharing the bounty that her Master had bestowed on her. Jenny was surprised, no doubt, but she reveled in it. The Master sat in the chair watching the two friends kiss, knowing what was passing between them. In truth, he was as surprised as they were at how this was progressing. The two friends kissed and pet one another for some time, all for the amusement and enjoyment of the Master, but also for themselves. Then, his voice broke their haze. “Genvieve… secure her arms to the bed.” His tone left no room for argument or hesitation. Jenny moved as he commanded and so did Vivian. Her eyes went from Jenny’s to her Master’s as she lay with her arms above her head, waiting for Jenny to secure them. Oh yes, the night was just getting started and she was quickly find the way to a place she had never known but always sought. @baroniansmythe Photo reblogged from vip-sweetchica -- source link
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