Master Brett and Slave Mark's interracial adventures Chapter 1
Master Brett and I had settled into a routine, we were so comfortable with each other that we really started to take each other for granted, we both knew what we liked, disliked, and the once exciting and very erotic, and deviate antics we used to get up too had faded. We both knew there was something missing, but neither one of us could put our finger on the problem. Also, neither one of us was game enough to say what we were really feeling, for fear that it might hurt the other person's feeling.
I started to self analyze myself, trying to see if it was me, perhaps I wasn't good enough for him, perhaps he'd grown tired of the way we were together, perhaps the novelty of having a submissive bitch like me had worn off. Had I done something wrong, perhaps I'd offended him in some way, the more I thought about the issue, the more distant and quieter I became. Little did I know that Master Brett was having the same internal battles, he was trying to recall anything he may have done wrong, in the end I had to say something as the air between us was thick with apprehension, throwing caution to the wind, I spoke up, "Master have I done something wrong? I feel that there's something not right, is everything alright at work? or is it just me?" Let me fix it if I can" "BITCH STOP, it's not you, and it's not work, I think you and I have gotten so used to each other that we've forgotten to have some real excitement! We both used to go to the clubs and basically controlled the show, we would be the life of the party, your cute arse was always on display, and my horse cock always found a hole to pound, I never want us to become boring, like an old married couple, I think we both need to recharge the batteries, and dust off the dildos."
I could see in his eyes that there was a sense of relief that he'd been able to talk about it, get it out and in the open, as for myself, I thought it was something worse, like he was going to dump me or something, but I think he was just verbalizing what we were both thinking, it was such a relief, I climbed upon the couch with him and cuddled into his chest, I think we were both holding back the tears, we stared into each other's eyes before drawing into a passionate kiss, our tongues danced and fought trying to gain the upper hand, then we pulled apart and plotted a plan to rejoin the BDSM club scene. Covid had pulled everybody apart, restricted movement and basically killed any night life. But with the restriction lifted and freedom restored it was time resurrect our former status, we were once the king and queen of the club scene, everybody looked to us to give them advice and guidance, newbies saw Master Brett as a type of Grand Master, and me as his loyal Bitch in heat. I'm not sure if Master Brett felt it but, I knew I was getting very excited at the prospect, and my cock started to strain the flimsy fabric of the panties I was wearing. I had almost forgotten what it was like to feel this excited. I'm not saying the sex between Master Brett and I wasn't great but sometimes just the thought of having others watch or even participate gave my cock reason enough to create 3 D tent poles in my undies.
And judging by the ever-growing python beneath Master Brett's shorts, he was excited too, "Bitch you had better do something about my straining dick, I want that slutty girly mouth to suck my cock", I'm not sure what the speed record is for removing shorts, but they were gone in a flash, and my overly excited mouth and tongue devoured his cock like it was the last meal on earth. It always amazes me just how much of his horse cock I can get into my mouth and throat, but then again, I've had lots of practice, but it wasn't always this way, the first few times Master Brett had me suck and swallow his cock, I almost choaked on the sheer girth and width, it truly was a massive cock.
"I can't wait to watch the faces of all the other club members as you take my cock, I'm going to pinch and pull your nipples until you scream with delight, I may even get someone to fuck your girly hole while you're getting face fucked, it's going to be just like old times"! Until that point I didn't really understand just how much this Covid bullshit had affected our social life and standings within the BDSM community, restrictions had made everybody into social outcasts, forcing them back into their caves to wait out the storm. And It certainly had dulled our senses, BUT NOW, I could feel the swelling of Master Brett's cock, and the veins of that monster growing with pulsating blood. "That it slut swallow that cock, You and I have a lot of catching up to do, all your holes are about to be fucked out and you will be shown off as the Sissy slut you've become". Then the familiar shake and quiver coursed through out his body , and I swear his cock grew another inch, then he blew his load deep into my throat, coating my tongue, lips and so much so that his protein injection even dribbled out the corner of my mouth , and as much as I tried, his over excited orgasm and explosion cascaded down my chin. My moaning and groaning matched Master Brett's, his was far my verbal and mine were more like muffled grunts, I think that we had so much pent-up frustration, that we just exploded like a shaking up can of coke, it was a relief to show and experience some of the former style we so proudly embraced, but now it was back, my girly cock was bursting at the seams, and in definite need of release, but it certainly wasn't my place to overstep the mark, it was all about Master Brett regaining the enthusiasm to rise back to the top of the ladder as the powerful assertive Dominate he was, and once again I will be his Sissy slut on the end of his lead, this was going to be fun. We both relaxed in the afterglow of his fantastic explosion, you could also feel the batteries recharging, there's no better feeling than serving ones Master, and it certainly doesn't hurt to get a mouth full of pent-up cum.
"Given that we were both so excited about rejoining the Club scene, Bitch I have a task for you", Master Brett explained, "I want you to go into our Clubs web site, and find out, if there's any new players, make contact and touch base with them, Masters and Slave alike, I'm sure we'll fit right in as usual , but it would be nice to have a mutual friend and face to chat with if none of the regulars are there, I'll leave the rest up to you, find someone nice Bitch!!!" I'll do my best Sir, I'm sure some of the old crowd will still be in or around, and I'm sure by the end of the night, we'll have some more friends and like-minded deviates to play with. Both of us had a spring in our step, and renewed enthusiasm to get out and about.
We had about two weeks before the next club meeting, and I spent a lot of my free time searching old contacts and checking out photos that were posted, looking for that special couple that would excite the both of us. Master Brett had high expectations and I certainly didn't want to let him down, so I just cruised the web site, then suddenly there was a light bulb moment, as if the fog had cleared away, right there in front of me was what I was looking for. A bright red arse , and the moaning and groaning of a panty wearing white submissive, that was being lorded over by a massive black Dominate, and he certainly didn't hold back, he had that submissive sissy boi dancing on the cross, and judging by the lump in the Black dominates pants he was packing a beautiful cock, I would imagine the same size as Master Brett or bigger. I know I was getting a hard cock just watching his control and the whimpering of his helpless submissive. The Black Dominate had a powerfully built, broad back and shoulders, and the sweat showing through his shirt exacerbated his build. The Slut being pleasured by the Top was promising the world (we all do) when we reach the point of no return, and sub space kicks in, the helpless bitch offered to blow every guy in the club, and take every bodies cock in his arse, he/she certainly was a sister slut of the finest order, I just had to find out more about these two and report back to Master Brett.
The next day I informed Master Brett of my discovery, and suggested that these two players may well be the pairing we were looking for, he totally agreed, once he saw just how submissive the Sissy was, and the massive bulk of the dominate, I was told to increase my search, find out as much as I could about them, and Master Brett, for his part would ask others dominates what they knew of the mystery players. It took us a couple of days, but we had collectively found out about our potential friends and associate players. It appeared that the Black Dominate was married, but like to assert himself with sissy bitches, outside of the marital home, (no problem there), he had only recently found his true calling as a Dominate, and his white sissy bitch, was a regular player and pain slut, who loved to play hard, she loved the constant contact with her arse, both inside and out and especially her beautiful protruding breast, and nipples, she loves a good flogging or cropping, and when in sub space goes off like a Roman candle. The Black Dominate is a giver, not a taker and is well endowed with a massive cock.
But the best bit is that they like to swap, and mix things up, and often hold parties of their own where a group of more than one Black Dominate gets to use and abuse the white whore, and other hapless submissive Sissies.
Once the word had gotten around that Master Brett was back in the game, all sorts of doors opened for him, even the secretary of the club was willing to help with names and addresses of Master P and his white Bitch, Slave Mike, or Sissy Bitch Mike, but either way we now had their number and contact points, Master Brett told me to "Send a very graphic picture of myself being fucked by his hard cock and nipple clamps and a stretcher weights hanging off my orbs, and another one showing me licking up the cum after getting a cum facial at one of our parties. Now attach your name and contact details, and of course who owns you".
I sent an email to Sissy Mike and told him that Master Brett and I would love to hook up at some point, and possibly enjoy one another's company at the club on Saturday night. About 2 hours later a ping on the computer told us we had an incoming email, both Master Brett and I looked at each other and hoped it was a response to our email. Not only was it an email, but also a few pictures, the first one was a jaw splitting photo of the Dominates ebony cock at full mast, and a measuring ruler alongside, his monster clearly went 9.5 inches and thick, and his beautiful bitch, was dressed in sheer stockings, garter and see through panties, and her nipples and breast were full , and nicely adorned with weighted nipple clamps, which pulled her orbs down, but both Master Brett and I lick our lips with anticipation. A side note was attached to the photos, with the words, "Can't wait to see you at the club, and very excited to see our two Sluts fool with each while we discuss future adventures", signed Master P.
Just waiting for Saturday appeared to be the longest two days and nights on my BDSM life, Master Brett was very restless and checked his toy bag at least 3-4 times making sure he had all the things he required to make it a memorial night. I made sure that my attire was in pristine condition, I wanted everything to be perfect for Master Brett and my return to the fold, so to speak. Who knew that just going back to the club scene would have been so exciting, Master Bett and I didn't play for the entire week prior to club night, we both wanted to be highly motivated and horny when we met our new friends.
Saturday night finally arrived, Master Brett looking fantastic as always in his designer, bespoke outfit, and in contrast to him, I was decked out in red fishnet stocking, matching garter, and corset, with the sheerest pair of see through panties known to man, I was led into the club via a collar and leash, and stayed perfectly two steps behind Master Brett. When we entered the club, we were hit with rousing applause from the staff and other players that we knew from the nights prior to the covid shut down. Both Master Brett and I looked at each other and collectively sighed, and a nervous weight was lifted off our shoulders. It didn't take us long to mingle and chat up with people we knew, Master Brett released the lead, and I was free to catch up with the other players, and find out all the gossip, it was the perfect return of the king and queen. Whilst Master Brett caught up with old friends and fellow dominates, I took the opportunity to seek out the mystery Black Dominate, and his bitch. It didn't take long they were holding court, and putting on a display, that rivaled anything Master Brett and I could have done. It was impressive to see firsthand the powerful Black top in action, he certainly was as big as his pictures portrayed, and his pain slut was no less impressive, she took everything the Dominate threw at her, and still she appeared to want more. The closer I got to the action the more I wanted to be a part of it, but protocols forbid me to interrupt, and especially without Master Brett's permission. As my fellow slut was coming down from her epic journey into subspace, we caught each other's eye, and we knew instantly who we were, and there was a real connection, and a type of bond. At the same time Master Brett entered the play area, and the crowd parted as if on cue, and then the two Dominates assessed each other and admired the control and power they both possessed. There was a mutual respect given and taken by the two tops.
"You truly are gifted, you have a unique style, and it must be working, the way you had your slut dancing on her toes, it was a pleasure to watch, it's been a while, but I'd love to try your flogger, and feel the weight, it looks perfectly balanced", Master Brett said. "Feel free to use my bitch, I know she'd like to play," "Well in that case you can have my toy, Sissy Bitch get your gear off and present yourself to Master P". I quickly disrobed, displaying my garter encased arse and sheer panties, but remembering protocols I dropped to my knees in front of the massive Black Dominate, and stared at his bulging crutch, "I do love a compliant Slut, may I,? he asked Master Brett, do anything you like, I know she's been dying to see your beautiful cock close up". I couldn't draw my eyes away as he unzipped he pants to display his raging hot cock, this guy was big all over, and the girth was huge, I bent forward and licked the swollen head, barely able to get the monster in my mouth, I had to breath threw my nose as I plunged his python into my mouth, his huge black hands forced my face and head deeper onto his shaft. I had years of practice swallowing Master Brett's horse cock, but this was another level, Master P was basically fucking my face, with little or no concern for my jaw and throat, and he wasn't about to stop until he hit rock bottom. The crowded-on lookers were in awe of the show he was putting on and amazed at the length and depth of his trusts and amazed I could handle such a monster, it was everything I'd hoped it would be, even better.
Whilst my face was getting well and truly fucked, Master Brett had taken his position behind my Sister Slut and was adding more and more color to the unprotected arse, I could hear her moans and groans and pitiful cries for mercy, but in true essence there wasn't a real lot of conviction in her pleas. Master Brett was a true master of the flogger; he knew exactly where to strike to gain the best result. Our session was a kaleidoscope of sexual power and submission, my throat was being reamed out by a monstrous black python, and Sissy Mike was having his butt cheeks re-decorated in a scarlet red.
Master Brett finally stopped his assault, and then placed the flogger down only to rub ice packs over the affected area, trying to reduce the fire within, Master P removed his snake from my aching mouth and jaw, giving me time to come back to reality, and see just how big a cock it was, if there was a picture of the perfect cock, it was right here in front of my face, still slick with my juices, it was the perfect example of man meat, and beautiful attached to a ebony god. You don't really appreciate the size of a man until you're on your knees in front of him, my mouth was totally worn out, and needed a rest, but the rest of me wanted more. "Sissy Slut get off your knees, and help your sister off the cross, both of you need to rest, I'm sure Master P and I have lots to talk about, and possibly plan our next course of action".
After staggering to my feet and trying my best not to fall and embarrass Master Brett, I made my way over to Slave Mike who had finally returned to earth and out of subspace, even with the added ice packs applied to her burning butt, she still had a heated glow emanating from her assaulted rear. I released Mike from the bindings and helped her to rest, some of the feeling in her hands and legs were numb and it took a while for the natural movement to return. "Bitch go get your sister a drink, it looks like she could use one, Master P and I will be in the lounge area, come and see us when you have fully recovered" I help mike with her clothing and did my best to cover her up, then we sat on the couch with our drinks, not really taking any notice of other players, but more concerned about the welfare of her assaulted arse. "Stop worrying, my arse is used to this and it's more show than anything else, my arse turns red at the sheer sight of a flogger, and Master P uses the color to draw a crowd, but your mouth must be sore, I know mine is after taking his cock, and I believe you took most of it, judging by the crowd's reaction". "I must admit I shocked myself with how much I managed to swallow, It's the biggest cock I've ever gone down on". "You wait until he's put it in your pussy, you're going to think you've been fucked by a horse," "Can't wait sounds like fun," for the next 30 minutes we chatted and got to know each other, we found out that we both had very similar likes, fetishes and fantasies, we both had professional jobs, and ran companies, but needed to release and forgo the stress of controlling others, so we both eventually found a balance as submissives, and being used by men that enjoyed having and exhibiting total control, so in our normal lives we held the reins of power, but in our private lives and in the company of our relevant dominates we turned off the switch and became their submissive sluts. Both of us opted to wear girly clothing as a status symbol of our role in the BDSM relationship, The Tops all wore strong powerful clothing, and we of course, wore frilly knickers, as any sissy girl should.
We finally became relaxed enough tom re-join our Dominates in the lounge, but before we could kneel at their feet, we were dragged back into the playroom and blindfolded. I was ordered to remove my knickers and the same request was made by Master P, the next thing I knew and felt was a lubed finger being pressed into my butt, and judging by the moans emanating from Mike the same was happening to him. "We have a little gift for the both of you, and because you appeared to hit it off so well, we thought you might like to share the moment", with that, a thick silicon shaft was eased up my arse,"Hold it there Bitch, don't you dare let it fall, then the shaft was lifted upward, and the next thing I felt was a warm set of butt cheeks pressed against mine. Master P stated that us two sissies were now joined by a 16inch double dildo, each of you have about 8 inches in your butts, and you look very cute, but you need something else, then he secured our hips and butts firmly with cord. We were ordered to bend at the hip, driving the cocks further into our girly cunts, and whilst we were bent over Japanese clover clamps were attached to our nipples, and weighted down extending our orbs. Our wrist and hands were tied together, then we felt the familiar touch of exposed cocks on our mouths, Master P must be drilling his huge cock into Sissy Mike, and I was receiving the same treatment from Master Brett's horse cock, we were getting doubled sandwiched between two real cocks and the shared monster between our cheeks. Soon the two Dominates found a rhythm and ploughed into us, thus causing the weighted pendulums to swing back and forth, extracting muffled moans and groans. It wasn't long before I felt the first wave of tremors shot through Master Brett, His muscles tensed up, his cock swelled, and shivers of excitement coursed through his entire body, "I'm going to blow my load MP , my Bitch has me so hot I don't think I can hold off much longer", "I'm the same, Sissy Mike has a knack of bringing me to the edge, and I'm about to fill her mouth with full on protein" then I heard him yell as he creamed his girly bitch, Master Brett took that as a green light and equally filled my waiting mouth. I sucked and licked until I felt his semi hard cock wilt away from my mouth, leaving a void and open hole, but what I hadn't realized was that Sissy Mike and I were the entry points for the crowded onlookers, and there was nothing we could do about it. I'm not sure just how many cocks were lined up, but nothing compared to the main course, everything else were just snacks, and tidbits, the variety of cocks and cum we consumed ranged from fat, short, long and skinny, cut, uncut, we embraced them all, we had guys blew into our mouths, some over our faces, and blindfolds, I'm sure our lips, mouths and chins were covered in cum and finally after about ¾ of an hour, Master Brett and Master P untied us, removed our blind fold to see our assailants, and each and every one of them cheered and had contented smiles on their faces. Our hip bondage was removed, and the long shaft extracted, we didn't even have the energy to fuck each other, but the worst was when the two tops removed the clamps from our nipples, we both scream in pain as the blood rushed back to our extended orbs , it took as a while to settle back down , but we just turned our faces towards one another and delved into a passionate kiss, our tongues fighting for top position amongst the mixed remanence of cum deposits that lingered in our mouths, and when we did come up for air, Master Brett and Master P just smiled, "NOT BAD YOU TWO" Let's get a table and have a few drinks, Master P said as they drifted back to the lounge. "Don't forget our toys, and make sure you clean them up",
For the rest of the night, we all managed to learn more about each other, shared a few experiences, and made a promise to keep in touch, and not just make it a club outing, Both Dominates said they were free next Saturday night, and planned for a BBQ and pool party at our place. If tonight was anything to go by, it was going to be a long week.
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