Unexpected Consequences - Chapter 2 By SubKaren92
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Laying on the dining room table waiting for Luna was pure agony. I was desperate to cum, yet I felt compelled to follow her instruction not to until she gave me permission. Eventually even touching my pussy for just brief moments became too difficult as I was afraid I wouldn't be able to stop until I came. I didn't know how she would know I'd cum, but she seemed to read my desires like an open book so part of me knew she would be able to tell. I was already leaking juices from my pussy and if I came there would be ample evidence on the table, so I fought my urges with all my might. Eventually I switched entirely to nipple play.
While my nipples are extremely sensitive (If you want to get in my pants just start teasing my hard points) stimulating them won't get me all the way to orgasm. You can get me close, provided you don't stick your hand down my pants as I will have instructed you by then, but I won't cum. My lust-addled brain told me now was the time to test that theory. As I laid on my back on the dining room table, I cupped my breasts and rubbed my thumbs over my nipples. My arousal did not dissipate. I then added my index finger on the underside of each nipple and the stimulation went straight to my clit. For a moment, I was worried the sensation was irreversible, but with some focused breathing and my conscious mind telling me to calm down, it passed. Briefly. Then it came back with more force. I was panting. For the first time I thought I could orgasm without touching my clit. As exciting as that was, I couldn't let it happen, so I pinched both of my nipples as hard as I could. I let out a scream and I felt my pussy clench. I released both my nipples.
Every fiber of my being told me to just rub my clit and end this torment. I would have cum in seconds. But still my mind resisted. And that was when I heard the front door open. I knew although I had showered and done my hair and makeup, at that moment, I looked like a splayed, wanton slut. I am sure that was what Luna intended. As I mentioned at the end of chapter one, it was also that moment that I first considered she might not be alone. There had to be plenty of men to choose from at the gym who she could have invited back to fuck me. I told you I had no interest in cheating on Rudy with another man, but in my state, I would not have turned that down. There had to be plenty of women too that Luna could bring back as well. Honestly I would have welcomed that as well. But I was also relieved that only Luna walked into the dining room. At least my secret desires could stay hidden for a little longer.
Luna was dressed in her gym clothes, but she didn't look like she had exercised. She was holding a shopping bag. She must have sensed my confusion.
"I went shopping for some new work clothes and a couple things you'll need," she told me.
"Things I'll need?" I questioned as she walked over the table to inspect me. She didn't comment on my hair or make-up. For that matter, she didn't comment on my rock hard nipples. She did look at my pussy and ran her finger up and down my labia. I moaned.
"So wet and needy," she said rhetorically. "Just how I like them."
"Please let me cum," I whined. "I've been good and followed your instructions."
She stopped touching me and looked down at my face. "Soon my pet," she cooed. "Soon."
I hated that word as it meant nothing.
"But first I need to change my clothes. I want to model my new work outfit for you," she said cheerfully.
Oh great. The last thing I needed was to see her in some tiny stripper outfit. But still I lay on the table in wait, although I did start stimulating my nipples again, just more slowly this time. Luna had already felt how wet I was for her and I wanted to make sure I stayed that way. And why did her calling me pet warm my heart so much? I didn't even know what that meant.
When Luna returned perhaps ten minutes later, I felt myself drool. You know how I feel about her workout attire, but she was now next level. I was not up on the current stripper clothing trends, but I doubted all the dancers looked like her. Starting from her feet, she had little ankle high boots on with a three inch heel. It made sense the heel wouldn't be bigger. I wouldn't be safe to dance with anything higher. She also had on black fishnet stockings that came up to a garter belt. That made sense too as it would be tough to remove pantyhose on stage, I mused silently. I suppose the guys love garter belts instead of just stay ups. The garter belt itself was a leopard print about four inches wide. It looked like spandex and was stretched tightly around her waist. It looked like she could move freely without it falling down. Also important in her line of work.
Her panties and bra matched the leopard print, although they were sheerer and as she spun around I saw her panties were a g-string. No surprise there. After she modeled this outfit making my mouth water, she showed me a translucent black blouse and a translucent black, well it wasn't really a skirt, but kind of a stretchy wrap that she used to cover her panties and garter belt. I mean, she couldn't wear that in public, but I'm sure it would be very popular in the club.
She stood next to the table and twirled around. Then she asked me for my opinion.
"Well, it's very sexy," I offered. Then I continued, "But everything looks sexy on you. I assume the patrons at work will like it."
"Yeah, I'm pretty sure they will. Maybe you should come to the club sometime and see for yourself," she said.
"Um, it's not really my kind of place," I replied.
"Don't knock it until you try it," Luna rejoined. "The girls love dancing for women. It's a nice change of pace." She then walked over the table and again stroked my pussy. "Besides, you obviously like looking." My body quivered at her touch.
"Please make me cum," I reiterated.
"Oh, I will," Luna repeated. "I will. Just not quite yet."
I groaned in frustration.
I watched as she pulled one of the chairs away from the table. She then opened a bag she had brought back from her room. I'd been focused on what she was wearing when she returned and had not noticed she had the bag. She pulled out a Bluetooth speaker and set it on the table.
"Stand up," she told me while she sat in the chair. I did as she asked. Well, more accurately as she commanded.
"What is rule number one?" she asked.
I had to ponder that question briefly, but then I remembered. "That you always cum first?" I was pretty sure I was right, but there was uncertainty in my voice that made it sound like a question.
"Have you eaten a pussy before?" she then asked.
"Yes, in college," I replied proudly. "It's been a while."
"I'm sure you'll remember how," she said with a bit more force. "On your knees, pet."
Without hesitating I dropped to the floor. As Luna spread her legs, I was drawn to her pussy and leaned forward.
"These panties are pretty clean," she told me. "I know you prefer them after I wear them or cum in them. Maybe tonight I will let you enjoy that."
I remembered back to when she caught me on her bed masturbating and forced me to smell her panties. At that moment, I definitely had to resist touching my clit.
As my head moved between her legs, she told me to put my wrists behind my back. I assumed she just wanted to have me use my tongue to pleasure her. Luna grabbed my hair and pulled me against her panties.
"Imagine how good these will smell after I dance in them. Or after I cum in them. You know how horny I am when I get home. Did you know I am that horny at work too. I frequently have to find some private place to relieve my stress."
She was rubbing my face on her crotch. I could smell her arousal building, even though her panties themselves were fresh. It didn't take long for her to release my head so she could pull her panties aside and expose her ready to eat pussy. She held her panties with one hand and after guiding me forward again, held my head with the other.
I'm not going to say it's like riding a bike, but I did get back into the stride of licking pussy very quickly. And what a pussy it was. My college roommate never got this wet and we had just begun. She tasted divine and I must have been doing something right as her hips began to undulate and she expressed praises for my efforts. But she didn't cum. I don't think that was my fault though. She only let me eat her for three or four minutes before she pushed me back to an upright kneeling position. Then she stood back up and told me to sit in the chair. Gleefully I sat down. Maybe soon was now.
Nope.
I watched as Luna turned on the speaker she had put on the table. She then placed her phone next to it and quickly Raspberry Beret by Prince started playing. Luna then stood in front of me and started swaying to the beat.
"Since you wondered what happened at the club, I'm going to give you a lap dance," she informed me.
The first few minutes was watching her sensually twist to the music. Knowing what she was wearing under the translucent blouse and wrap was maddening because I wanted her to get on with taking them off. I even yelled, "Take it off, baby," since I assumed that was what the guys would say. She took it in stride. I suppose you have to deal with hecklers in her line of business. During the second half of the song, she lost the wraps. She was also dancing with her back to me and bent over sticking her butt in my face. I couldn't help but reach out and touch it. Quick as a flash she spun around and slapped my hands.
"Look no touch, perv," she hissed at me. "You know the rules."
Actually I didn't know the rules, but I'm sure she didn't really mind me wanting to fondle her ass. As the second song started, I Kissed a Girl by Katy Perry, her bra found its way to the floor. Now she faced me bending forward displaying her charms like an offering. I reached forward to grab them, but she gave me a stern look before I could reach her globes. I immediately dropped my hands. She rewarded me by putting her hands on my shoulders and then around my neck. She was still bent over. I could barely see her ass swaying to the beat. In the club the other patrons watching from behind her must fantasize about fucking her as she teased some poor guy. While I couldn't see her ass, her boobs were tantalizingly close to my mouth. I think I could have licked her nipple. But she then released my head and stood up again. I was panting from the brief contact and my pussy was again demanding attention.
"Hold your legs together and sit on your hands," she instructed me. They had not been far apart to begin with, but I moved them tightly together. I guess the sitting on hands is something to keep a customer from touching. Damn. She then straddled my legs and sat down on my lap. She was still gyrating, although unfortunately there was no direct contact with my clit. This was designed as mental stimulation. I'm sure if she was doing this to a guy, he would get hard and she would know. She'd also know if he came. I hope she got an extra big tip if that happened.
What I got was even better. She took my head in both hands and pulled my head into her chest. She shook her tits against my face and briefly cut off my air. When she pulled my head back again, she was smiling. "The VIP room show my pet," she said. I was already thinking about her offer to visit the club and made a mental note to bring enough cash for the VIP room. She forced me to nuzzle her breasts again and then when she pulled me back, she tilted my head and gave me a very passionate kiss. "That was just for you," she said, again with a smile. I knew my juices were leaking onto the chair and my nipples were like granite. Unfortunately the song ended before she could kiss me again.
The next song, Pour Some Sugar on Me by Def Leppard, found Luna standing back up, spinning around so again I saw her ass and then sitting back down on my lap. Her gyrations were much more pronounced. Again I thought of what a guy would experience. If he had not cum already, odds are having Luna bounce on his lap like she was fucking him would do the trick. Her side to side motions didn't do much for me, beyond the fact that I could watch her ass since she was leaned forward, but when she switched briefly to a front to back slide, my clit finally got some pressure. Not enough to make me climax mind you, but enough for me to know she was very cognizant of what she was doing to me. It was at this time I pulled my hands out, reached around her and grabbed her beautiful bouncing breasts. After she had nuzzled me, I figured this was a VIP move too. I was wrong.
Quick as a flash, Luna stood up, breaking my grip on her breasts. She then spun around and slapped my left cheek. "I told you. Customers don't touch," she hissed. I was confused and when she grabbed my left wrist from where it was rubbing my stunned cheek and pulled me out of the chair, I didn't get an explanation. What I got was being bent over the table between the speaker and her bag. It all happened so fast I couldn't react. She pulled my wrist behind my back and pinned it to the small of my back. She then grabbed my right wrist. My right arm was kind of flailing around, although I don't know why. Soon it was pinned behind my back too. "Don't move," she scolded me. I was pretty confident about what was coming next. My pussy was drooling in anticipation.
With one hand holding both my wrists, Luna fished a pair of handcuffs out of her bag. Yes I could have broken free, but you know I didn't want to. I sighed with contentment when I heard the ratchet close sealing my fate. She then put me back in the chair.
"Let's see if you can follow the rules now," Luna said sarcastically.
As the song was ending, Luna stood in front of me and bent forward. Her ass was as mouth watering as ever. She then peeled down her panties and kicked them off.
"The Itchy Kitty is only topless because they serve alcohol," she told me. "But I think we're beyond that now."
Kelis' Milkshake now began to blare from the speaker. Luna backed up until our legs were touching and began to twerk in my face. I hated that my wrists were restrained. After a minute or so, she turned back around and told me to spread my legs a bit. This let her slide one leg between mine and sit down on my knee. This was obviously not a sanctioned dance move and she began humping my leg. She also leaned forward again pulling my head into her ample bosom for a third time. At first I thought she was just taunting me, delaying my orgasm longer as punishment for touching her without permission. But I was wrong. She was grinding herself on my leg using my body to masturbate. I rather liked that.
I thought, based on her erotic sounds, that she would cum at the end of the song, but she didn't quite finish. Instead she stood up and Juicy J, Wale, and Trey Songz Bounce It began playing. She then spun around again, switched knees and sat back down on me. No breast play this time as she leaned forward placing her hands on the floor. It was an amazing view of her ass as she began rubbing off on my knee.
With my inability to move, I knew nothing was going to stop Luna from orgasming on my leg. That made me happy on two levels. One, because watching her was sexy as fuck and pretty damn kinky. She could use me as her orgasm vessel any time she wanted. But secondly, if she came, I figured my own climax, that I desperately craved, would come that much sooner. Before the end of the song, Luna was laying on the floor quivering and I damn near came just from watching.
I didn't recognize the next song as she continued laying on the floor recovering from a powerful orgasm. I would have loved to get down on the floor and wrap my arms around her, but of course that wasn't possible. Heck, I would have loved to bury my face in her pussy again and eat her to another climax. But instead I just got to look at her and try to calm my pulsating pussy lest I cum before she gave me permission. Finally she got up and then helped me to my feet.
"Thank you," she told me, although I'm not sure why. I'd just sat there.
"Um, you're welcome," I replied. "For what?"
She looked amused. "You really don't know?" she asked.
"No," I answered.
"You'll understand soon enough," she said.
"Does that mean you'll make me cum now?" I asked with a hopeful tone.
"Alexa, what time is it?" she said and upon receiving the answer she said, "Soon, pet. I need to prepare your dinner and get ready for work."
Well that was a dumb excuse. I knew I'd cum in under a minute if she just rubbed my clit, a fact that I told her about. I even told her I'd get myself off if she would just remove the handcuffs.
"I could do that," she said with a smile on her face. "And you could jill yourself and relieve your need."
There sounded like there should be more to that statement, but she paused. Then she added, "But I want your orgasm to be the most powerful one you ever had. I know how to give you that. So you need a bit more patience until I get home from work."
After she got home from work? What the fuck. That was like 10 hours from now. Maybe 11. I pouted at that news. She took my head in my hands again and gave me a passionate kiss that told me she understood why I was upset.
"Come with me to the kitchen so I can look at you while I cook," she told me.
Like that was going to calm my pussy, I mused. "Can you take off the handcuffs?" I asked.
"Not yet," she replied. "They look great on you and I can't supervise you right now to make sure you don't touch yourself."
That was another dumb excuse, but what could I do? I followed her into the kitchen. She had me sit on a chair facing the stove with my legs spread. It was frustrating and arousing at the same time. When she had our meal prepared, she had me stand and turn around facing the table. She then moved my chair for me and I sat down again. She moved another chair right next to me before stopping to pour two iced teas for us. I sensed the handcuffs were not coming off yet and I was right. What I didn't expect was that she fed me. Between her taking bites of her own dinner, she fed me bites of mine. I didn't understand it, but I couldn't stop her and my body, sitting so close to her, was not cooling down. She knew exactly how to play with me.
When we were finally done, she said, "You've been a good sport. Let's get those cuffs off of you."
I felt relieved even as I watched her walk out of the kitchen toward the dining room. My runaway brain would have worried she would just leave for work leaving me naked and bound for hours. But I was at peace knowing she would come back. As it turned out, maybe her leaving would have been better.
I saw her holding the key when she returned. She told me to stand up and even said she would relieve the ache between my legs. I probably should have noticed she did not say I could orgasm. As I stood and faced away from her to give her access to the cuffs, I didn't see her grab an ice cube from her glass. I did feel it though as she pressed it against my clit. My reaction was a scream, but she held it tightly, freezing away my arousal. Only after it melted did she remove the cuffs.
"I'm going to work, pet," she said. When I return, I promise you will get the orgasm you crave. It will be the best you've ever had, but only if you don't cum before I return. Getting yourself off will cheapen what I am going to give you and remember I will know if you do it. I will also punish you. You'll have to earn back my making you cum. Think about that before you touch yourself. When I get home I expect to find you on your bed. You are to be naked with your arms and legs in a spread eagle. Like this afternoon, I expect your pussy to be wet. Do you understand?"
My mind was spinning. I should have refused and stopped this game right here. But I said, "Yes, Luna. I understand." And with that, she walked out of the kitchen. I stood there stunned, but eventually I followed her. She wasn't in the dining room so I started to walk around the house. I saw through the family room window. She was leaving the pool house, still carrying her bag, but dressed in jeans and a t-shirt. She still looked stunning and my lust began to grow again. I didn't know how I could wait seven or eight hours (maybe longer) for her to return. Hopefully the club wouldn't be crowded tonight and she would leave work early.
I was thankful she didn't walk around the side of the house to her car but instead came back inside. She handed me a blindfold. It was firm leather, except around the edges. She told me to put it on and then she adjusted the straps so it would be tight around my head. Not too tight as to be uncomfortable, but tight enough to block all the light. I sensed her walking in front of me and then felt her lips on mine. It wasn't a lip crushing kiss, but was still very passionate. She then lifted the blindfold back off my head. "Put this on when you get in bed," she said. Then she added, "Charge your phone now in case I need to get in touch with you later."
I just nodded, still a bit stunned by this entire experience. With that, she turned toward the front door and left. I quickly put my phone on my fast charger. The battery wasn't low so it would only take an hour or so to be fully charged.
Part of me really wanted to test whether Luna could tell if I came. I was desperate for sexual relief. But part of me worried about what she would do if I disobeyed her and part of me wanted to be sure our escapades didn't stop tonight. Or tomorrow morning depending on when she got home. I hoped it would be early. While my phone charged, I busied myself around the house. I actually did some dusting and vacuuming. I'd never wanted to do that before. That was Luna's job and Celina's job before her. But it briefly kept me distracted from thinking about what Luna was going to do to me. I can't say it kept me from thinking about my pussy. I was naked after all and my overall need to cum was still front and center in my mind. On the plus side, I didn't have to touch myself to remain ready for Luna. The fact that I was thinking maybe she would walk through the door any minute the way she caught me in her bed might have had something to do with it.
After my phone finished charging, I sent Luna a text informing her that I had followed her instructions. I wasn't that explicit. I said my phone was charged. Then I added, "May I please cum now?" I didn't really expect a positive response, but you never know. I didn't get a response for half an hour. Luna probably had been on stage or working the crowd for private dances. The first response was simple. "No."
A couple minutes later though, I got another response. This one had a picture attached. It showed her sitting on the lap of some random guy. I couldn't see his face, but I could see her spread legs and her panties. The message said, "I'm soaking my panties. Good girls who don't cum get to sniff and lick them."
I felt a wave of lust flow through my body as I read that. My urge to touch my pussy returned with a vengeance. I'm sure that was what she planned. She was testing me to see if I could follow instructions or if I would fail her.
I went downstairs to the home theater figuring a movie might distract me. Looking through my choices I picked the most macho, male bonding, non-romantic, non-sexual film I could find on Max. Again, like when I was cleaning, that helped a bit. At least until my phone chirped again with another message from Luna. It had another picture but this time it was a selfie with another dancer. She looked younger than Luna and almost too innocent looking to be a stripper. I suppose that's her jam. There were probably lots of guys who imagined she was their slutty 18-year old step-daughter. There was also a caption. "I'm getting horny. Faith here may have to eat my pussy."
I now had a name to go with the dancer, but that didn't make me feel better. "I'll make you feel better than she will," I messaged her. "Come home and I'll show you. I'll make up for your lost earnings."
Luna quickly replied. "Tempting, but there is a good crowd here tonight. Faith is pretty horny too. Should I bring her home with me tonight?"
Laying on the table I had worried Luna might bring a friend over, but now it seemed like a real possibility. One I wasn't sure I was ready to experience. But her innocent look was appealing. While I was pondering what to say, another text came in. "She's never been with a woman before. You could be her first. But I have to warn you, she has a mommy fantasy. I can probably only talk her into coming if you pretend to be her mommy."
Where do people get these kinks? In my mind I wasn't kink-shaming her. After all, look at what I discovered I was into. A few months ago I would have never believed I'd be cleaning my house naked as a way not to think about licking my housekeeper's pussy.
"I'm not sure I could handle that," I responded. "Can I just have you tonight?"
Before she could respond, I added, "I've been a good girl and I still really need to cum."
"Soon pet. Soon," was the reply. As I read the message my left hand found my left nipple and gave it a little tease. I was pretty sure the movie wasn't going to help the ache in my pussy.
Time seemed to stand still that night. Every half hour or so my phone would chirp and I would get another sexy photo of Luna with another promise of the pleasures to come. Or I would get a picture of another dancer, usually with text explaining their specific kinks. I seemed to fit a few of them. My confidence level that Luna was going to bring home a friend was growing. As were the intensity of my reply messages begging Luna to let me cum now. Finally about 11pm I headed upstairs to the bedroom. I could feel my wetness running down my inner thigh. I'd never been with someone who could turn me on like she could.
I stripped off the blanket and top sheet from the bed and was preparing to blindfold myself when my phone chirped again. Just what I needed, I thought. Another picture of Luna to lust after. There was a picture, but it was of an older woman, probably in her 40s, and she was wearing a dress. The message began, "This is Kitty. She runs the place. She didn't believe me when I said your pussy had been wet all day as you dreamed about me getting you off. Send us a picture and show her."
I initial reaction was horror, but I quickly warmed to the idea. I should say, my pussy warmed to the idea. I felt a little gush when I read the message. I guess Luna was proud of me and wanted to show me off to her colleagues. I reached down with my left hand and used two fingers to spread my labia. I also made sure not to hide my clit as it was engorged and demanding attention. I then used my right hand to take a picture. I didn't use the selfie lens because I needed the flash. That was a good choice because my juices glistened in the light. As I hit send, I had the feeling that maybe Luna was bringing multiple friends home. My mind was spiraling out of control. I took a few deep breaths, put on the blindfold and lay back on the bed trying to relax.
I figured Luna wouldn't be home soon, but I spread my arms and legs anyway, getting lost in a fantasy that she had bound me to the bed and invited her friends over to use me. That thought kept my pussy wet and ready, although after a while I did play with my nipples to make sure my juices were flowing. I didn't dare touch my pussy. I have no idea how long I lay on my bed in a world of darkness even though the lights were on. I kept dozing off since I would wake up with a start wondering why I couldn't see. I would also notice my arms and legs had moved out of position. This upset me. I'd come this far and I didn't want to fail just because I fell asleep. Fortunately with a quick bit of nipple play, my mind was right back in the game and I finally enjoyed the mental relief of hearing the motion detectors chirp that Luna was home.
She didn't immediately come upstairs. I suppose that shouldn't have been a surprise. In my mind, I pictured her sprinting upstairs overcome by her need to bury her face between my legs so I could explode in seconds. But that wasn't her style. She made me wait a little longer. I was scared to tweak my nipple any more because for all I knew she had snuck into the room undetected. But fortunately that wasn't necessary. Hours of mental teasing had worked its will on my pussy and I remained dripping until finally I felt the weight of another person on the edge of my bed. I mewed when I felt a finger move down my cheek. Not being able to see her was very exciting.
"I'm very proud of you, pet," Luna finally spoke. "You will soon get your reward."
There was that word again. Soon. This time though, I believed she meant very soon. "Are you alone?" I asked her.
"Yes, my dear," she replied. "Tonight is about us. Plenty of the girls wanted to come over, but you're not ready for that yet. You need to be trained better on how to serve because I endorse your skills."
I didn't understand what she meant, so I said the only thing on my mind. "I didn't cum yet, but I need to. Please make me cum."
"I told you soon, my dear," Luna replied. I thought the "my dear" sounded old-timey and out of place. But when I felt the hand that had been on my cheek move down and rub my right nipple, my back reflexively arched trying to get her to apply more force.
"That's how I know you didn't cum," Luna said. "If you had, you would have been more relaxed."
She then reached down and tapped my clit a couple of times with her finger. I moaned.
"We'd better not do that any more," she scoffed. I felt her moving as the mattress was unweighted, but then I could tell she was back on it and then straddling me. I assumed I was going to have to eat her and make her cum. After all, rule number one and I didn't know how many hours her last orgasm would count toward satisfying the requirement that she came first. I was OK with pleasuring her again. She was here and I would get my release soon. But instead of her pussy, I felt a hard shaft brush against my lips. I knew it wasn't a guy, but I opened my mouth anyway and then felt a dildo slide past my lips.
"You're wet enough that this would slide into you with little effort," Luna said stating the obvious, "but I want you to know how I am going to fuck you."
I felt the dildo filling my mouth until it hit the back of my throat causing me to cough on it. It didn't seem to be porn star length, but it was pretty thick. After my first cough, I managed to take the entire length in my mouth when I felt a hard piece hit my nose. I had no idea what that was. Luna then pulled the dildo out of my mouth. I imagine it was coated with my juices, but as I said before, that would hardly be necessary. Once my mouth was free, I quickly said, "Please fuck me." Apparently soon had arrived because I felt her moving again.
"I hope you're multi-orgasmic," Luna said, "because I don't get soft and I am going to fuck you into complete submission."
Whhhattt? I said to myself. But before I could ask for clarification, I felt the dildo penetrating my pussy. As predicted, it slid in easily and its girth filled me like no man ever had. When the entire length was inside me, I felt the hard nub I'd wondered about hit my clit. I almost came instantly. But then I realized that Luna wasn't holding the dildo but that it was a strap-on. I'm not sure how I didn't guess that when she put it in my mouth. I felt her laying on top of me as she rocked her hips back pulling the dildo back out of me before slamming it forward. When the nub battered my clit again, I howled, wrapped my legs around her and begged for permission to cum. She pulled back and pummeled me again.
"Cumming so soon?" she mocked me. "Are you going to be my loyal slave and do whatever I command?"
"Oh my God, Oh my God. Fuck me!" I screamed.
"Katrina was much easier to break," Luna confessed. I'd never imagined that, especially when Katrina treated her poorly. My mind began to spin.
"Pledge yourself to me and I'll give you permission to cum," Luna hissed. I was too far gone to resist.
"Yes, Luna," I yelled. "I'll be your loyal slave. I'll do whatever you want. Just let me cum."
I could feel my orgasm fighting to release as my mind was fighting just as hard to hold it back until Luna said the magic words. I'd never felt anything like that before. I'd had good orgasms, kind of lame orgasm and exceptional orgasms, mostly when I was spying on Luna. But this was different. I begged her again for permission.
"Your new duties around here will require you to pleasure me whenever I say," she added. "And my friends too."
At that moment I would have agreed to anything, but I could only babble, "Anything you want. Please let me cum."
It had taken only five or six pistons of her strap-on to reduce me to a babbling idiot before she told me to cum. My orgasm was unlike anything I'd ever felt. My body began to convulse under her and I saw fireworks. I'm sure any guy would have shot his load right then as my pussy clamped down on her shaft, but Luna didn't have that option. As she said, she didn't go soft and she kept pounding into me. When my brain finally started coming down from the crest of my pleasure way, I could feel another orgasm welling up right behind it. Luna was relentless as she pounded orgasm after orgasm out of me.
I had lost track of how many times I came when Luna finally pulled out of my now abused pussy and rolled me over on my stomach. She then slapped my ass. It was more playful than when she spanked me before, but it got my attention and brought me out of my orgasm fog.
"Get your ass in the air, slut," she barked. It was a bit of a struggle, but I got up on my knees and presented my backside to her.
"I'm going to save your ass for later," she said with a hint of pride in her voice, "but I am not done with this sloshy pussy yet."
A normal woman would have been offended by that statement, but as she pushed her fake cock back into me, doggie style this time, I moaned. She started fucking me, but she was slower this time letting my body catch up and not repeatedly forcing orgasms through me. My mind was still spinning. I probably should have been happy she was giving me a respite, but I called out, "Fuck me harder," instead. Luna replied by burying the dildo in me and holding it there. Then she grabbed my hips and turned me 90 degrees to the left. I'd never had a guy do that. It was weird as we both struggled to turn.
"Did you say you want me to fuck you harder?" she said, her mocking tone was back.
"God, yes!" I screamed. "Fuck your slave!"
With a firm grip on my hips, she went to town on my pussy equaling the force she used when she had me in missionary. The little nub didn't do much besides giving my asshole a little tingle when it pushed between my butt cheeks. That was a new sensation as well. Then she spanked me again. Harder this time.
"Reach between your legs and rub your clit," she ordered, an order I was happy to perform.
A throaty moan escaped my lips as my fingers touched my clit. Luna then ordered me to pinch my nipples with my other hand. I now had four points of stimulation. Luna definitely knew how to manipulate my body as much as she had manipulated my mind. The spanking continued and I came without warning. My body had not shown its usual signs of building to a climax. It just happened. Luna stopped the spanking, but kept fucking me as I undulated beneath her riding out another solid orgasm.
I was limp, barely able to stay on my knees when I came down from that high. Luna told me "one more" and I groaned. I didn't really want to cum again. I was sore from all the palpitations of climaxing so much. But if that was what Luna wanted, I'd fight through my desire to collapse. I continued rubbing my clit and pinching my nipples in an effort to bring about a final climax for the night. If I could think straight, I probably could have faked a final orgasm, but I was far beyond rational thought. All I could sense was pleasure. Luna had slowed down her cadence, whether to give me a chance to recover or to prolong our encounter I don't know. But finally I felt the glorious early stages of an orgasm begin to build a final time. Luna told me that when I came, she wanted me to repeat my pledge to serve her. I didn't remember exactly what I agreed to, but the word slave kept bouncing around my brain. Then she stopped fucking me.
"Rock your ass back on my cock," she told me. "You're going to make yourself cum this last time because you are doing it to please me."
Again I didn't fully understand, but I knew that last orgasm was close enough that I could get there just by rubbing my clit. I began to rock my ass back and forth forcing the dildo into my pussy. At the same time, I rubbed my clit with more vigor. My final orgasm was on the fast track when Luna surprised me and brought it into the station.
First she reached forward and put her hand around my neck. That pulled her dildo out of me about half way. Then she pulled my neck causing me to sit up on my knees. Fortunately that buried the dildo back into my steaming pussy. I continued to rock my hips and rub my clit. I'd never been in this position before and I admit I liked it. Her hand on my neck wasn't stopping me from breathing or moaning. It was just a sign of control, I think. Soon I was asking Luna for permission to cum again. I had not asked during all the other orgasms except the first, but it seemed right to start and end the night that way. Then she used her other hand to pull off the blindfold. As she did, after tossing the blindfold on the floor, she used her hand to tease my right nipple.
I had not grasped that when she turned me 90 degrees, I would now be facing the mirror over the dresser. I was greeted with the vision of a wanton slut getting fucked. Fucked into total submission as Luna had said. I also saw a video camera sitting on the dresser. My entire surrender had been recorded.
"Tell me again what you are?" Luna said. I knew this was for the benefit of the recording and it could ruin my marriage. But I didn't care. I told the truth.
"I am your slave!" I shouted as I began to climax for the last time. I didn't remember all the details she had given me earlier and I would learn there were a great many more to come, but as my mind exploded in fireworks again, I didn't care about the consequences.
Eventually Luna pulled her dildo out of my well used pussy after I stopped fucking it during my concluding orgasm. She then pushed me over and I collapsed onto the mattress. I was pretty out of it, but I saw her stand up and stop the video camera. Then she grabbed the sheet and put it over me. I assumed she would go back to her room, but instead she turned off the hallway light and bedroom light before crawling into bed with me. She rolled me onto my side so she could spoon me. I could feel her strap-on poking against my ass. I'd never had anal sex before, but I believed her when she said she would eventually take me there. The first thing she did was slip her panties over my head so the now pungent front was over my nose. She must have taken them off before she put on the strap-on. I took a deep breath reveling in her scent. She then snaked her left arm under my neck and around to grab my left breast while her right arm moved over my stomach, tantalizingly near my clit, and held me tightly against her.
I felt safe in her arms and when she whispered, "I mean it. You're my slave now," instead of saying goodnight, I thought that was the greatest thing ever. I quickly fell asleep and slept through the night. At some point we became untangled from each others' arms. I woke up horny and wet again. I didn't remember having any erotic dreams, but Luna's panties were still over my face. That might have had something to do with it. Since Luna was there and laying on her back, I took the opportunity to pull back the sheet and confirm that she was still wearing the harness. I always loved morning sex and I hoped that riding her was an acceptable way to wake her up. Maybe she wasn't surprised and that is why she kept the harness on last night. Maybe she fucked me again during the night and I didn't remember because I was emotionally spent from the our last encounter. All I know is that her beautiful smile as she woke up with me bouncing up and down on her warmed my heart.
"When you're done, pet," she said with a loving tone, "make me breakfast. You can lick my pussy while I eat to fulfill your requirement of making me cum. I'll give you some grace this morning on pleasing yourself first. After you are done you can take a shower and get dressed. We have some shopping to do this morning.
All I could do was throw my head back and moan.