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Chapter Twenty Six The last he remembered was head butting the Mistress and screaming out in his mind for Her to stop. Then the darkness swallowed him and he gave himself over to it, not knowing what or if there would be something next. The sounds of women talking slowly reached down into where he had fallen during the play time She had taken with him. He felt weak and his head pounded something fierce as he couldn't decide if he wanted to push towards the noise or just stay lost in this darkness. He felt leather under him, so he knew She had moved him from standing chained between the poles to some kind of table. He slowly tried to feel his body, and was pleased to see he could wiggle his toes and fingers slightly. She had done something to him that had caused a gradual spreading of paralysis throughout his body after She bit him. "SHE BIT ME", the thought pulled him fully to consciousness as he realized what had happened. She had not only fucked him dry, but She had sank Her teeth into his neck and drawn blood. His mind raced back over what had happened since he had entered the club with his friends, and how he had first just thought it a lifestyle club, until he had been taken back along with the French girl and taken through as intense a night as he had ever had, and yet, from what he had learned of over the years, he had felt it just a dark extreme side of the life, but the shock, the horror and the rush of Her feeding from him and on him, caused him to struggle in his chains as he tried to process what he was now a part of. The throbbing of his head made him slow down and stop struggling as he felt weak, and realized that his body had not fully recovered from Her feeding on him. He moved his head slowly, his vision still blacked out by the Contact lens that had been placed in his eyes before the dinner party and he never saw the faces of those who had taken the food from his body and played with him as he lay strapped nude on the table. But as he lay there looking up, the gag still in his mouth, his vision started to react and begin to change as he lay there. He could not see as per normal, but the vision he had now through these contacts was different. as he turned his head to look at what he could see, he saw the outlines of book cabinets and chairs and their dark colors, not reflecting anything, then he looked over at a Chair and saw the heat pattern of someone who had sat there and had been gone for awhile. He closed his eyes and shook his head slowly, unsure as to what this was. He closed his eyes hard and when he relaxed, his eyes opened up and the contacts slide off his eyeballs and he could see the room in it's normal lighting patterns. He settled back into place as he sought to listen to the conversation he sensed between the Mistress and one, no, two others. He could only hear two voices talking, the Mistress and one of the girls, but heard the Mistress mention two names, so he did the math and began to see what kind of feeling was being restored to his body. He tried to flex the muscles in his legs to no effect, but he became aware of a slow steady tingling throughout his body as if is body was trying to come back on line after a Major shutdown. He felt his heart pounding from what the drama of what had happened to him as he tried to regain his strength and wondered about those 2 holes healing over on the side of his neck where She had marked him, bitten him and fed on his blood. As he lay there strapped down to the table, trying to listen to the conversation, he heard from another side of the room, the scratching of little feet scampering on the floor. He turned his head in the direction of the noise and opening his eyes, he slide the contact lenses back into place as the room erupted in a explosion of colors and he blinked his eyes several times, and discovered a way of toning down the heat vision he seemed to have acquired. He heard a quiet shuffling of feet and a low purr as the two sounds worked their way closer to each other. He smiled as best he could with his mouth still wrapped around the gag as he sensed the cat hunting for food and the mouse was being stalked. He heard the hiss, and the squeak of the mouse and then silence, and as he sensed the conversation with the Mistress and the girls winding down, he turned his attention back to where the cat yowled happily and began to drag the food off to it's lair so the cat could feed in peace and quiet. He turned his head back and looked up into the ceiling. "How is it that I was able to hear and sense that," he wondered? "What has happened to me since She bit me?" He had more questions then he had answers for, but he also felt his strength returning as that tingling throughout his body began to tell him that the connections between brain and voluntary muscle control were being reestablished as he now found he could move his foot, not just wiggle his toes and he could now clench his hands, not just wiggle his fingers. It seemed his senses were being plugged back into his control, but yet, it seemed there was more to them now then before. He heard the snap of a collar being attached to a leash and the sigh of a girl as the sounds of feet and shoes told him the Mistress had chosen one of the girls and was taking her elsewhere. The sigh must have come from the gagged one who was left behind. He heard the clink of her handcuffs as she turned towards the room and where he lay restrained and he waited to see what would happen next. Charity snorted a deep breath of frustration and shook her hands together as she was unhappy that Monique had been chosen. She looked herself over in the stripped down outfit she wore and wondered why she had been passed over. The body was toned and tan, the breasts perked nicely thru the peek-a-boo bra she had worn under the French maid's outfit and her legs looked luscious in the fishnets with the garter belt and the G-string strapped around her waist. She knew that if she modeled in an outfit like this, she would make some serious money and get some serious action as well, and the thought of that made her sigh as She also remembered the creamy skin of the Mistress and how it stood out in comparison to the tanned figure of her partner Monique. Yet the look she got from the Mistress as the girls knelt for inspection, reached deep into her and stirred a longing of desire that she had rarely felt for a Woman. She began to move into the area and start to gather some of the loose papers that were scattered around the room. Charity was a woman who loved her share of cock, and had really not had much need or want to play with a girl, although at times she admitted to herself, she wondered what it would be like to control and enjoy Monique. She liked seeing the collar on her friend and seeing Monique in cuffs and collared made her hot just thinking about it. She paused and moved her hand down to her sweet spot and hissed in frustration as her other hand followed her down there. She glared at the handcuffs that interfered with her wishes and then just sighed and began to rub that sweet spot between her legs and wonder what was happening to Monique behind those closed doors. He lay there and felt a rush of desire sweep his body that did not start with him. He heard a soft sigh and the clink of steel as Charity continued to pleasure herself, with thoughts of what was happening in the other room. She first thought of what she would do with Monique, and then she wondered what would be done with her if the Mistress took her in for closer inspection. The girl's eyes closed as she let her mind float with the possibilities, her hand sliding under the G-string and finding her honey flowing already, she rubbed her clit and let her other hand hold the string back, so she could have easier access to that pleasure zone of hers that she had traded access to with a lot of people to help her when she had done the modeling circuit and hoped to break into other forms of entertainment as well. He blinked his eyes hard again and felt the contacts slide back into place and opened his eyes slowly. The room came alive in a flurry of colors as he slowly moved his head around to see what he could see. Most of the furniture was cool so gave off little change in color, but as he found his sight drawn to the light over to the side, he could see the form of a girl leaning back against the bookshelf and he could sense her hand moving up and down briskly between her legs. He heard her moan and saw the rush of blood and heat flow to that center spot of her body as she worked her clit hard. He was confused with all the new things his senses seemed to be showing him in this light, but he could tell where the heat was and where the blood was the hottest in her body and right now it was all there swelling between her legs, although he could tell that her nipples had swollen with excitement as the areolas had swollen hard and the hot blood in them stood out on her chest as he heard her breathing increase and he sensed her heart beating faster as she was nearing her orgasm. He heard her pants and mumbled words as she had closed her eyes tight to savor the pleasure. She saw herself sliding over a bound Monique and sucking on her breasts, while the Mistress watched them both and leaned in to give a deep kiss to Charity. She shivered in delight at the thought as her hand kept rubbing her pearl and the honey continued to drip from her body as she felt her legs tremble under the building rush. She moaned and slid down the bookcase onto the floor, rubbing and tweaking at her sex, losing focus on everything else but getting that release. He stared in amazement at the heat that was glowing between her legs as the blood rushed down to her cunt and the lips and clit grew with pressure. She arched her back and moaned, her ass lifting off the ground to meet the touch of her fingers, and her breathing grew fast and shallow as she felt the pounding of her heart as the orgasm neared. She felt her body tighten and she then slid two of her fingers deep into her wet sex and her body took off from there. She arched back and moaned loudly as her body clamped down on her fingers and she shuddered as the body was begging for release and she was fighting to prolong it and savor it's intensity. He looked at her and in his mind simply said, "Now". At that, her eyes opened wide, glazed and distracted and her body shuddered as she lost control of herself and the orgasm began to rip through her. She shook and shivered and rocked back and forth as she slid her fingers in and out, startled and looking to see who had said, "Now", but the rush of the orgasm, pulled her back into herself as she closed her eyes and moaned in delight as her body rocked from the release. He watched with amazement as she began to wind down from the rush, wondering how it was the orgasm hit after he thought the word, "Now." She leaned back against the bookshelf, gasping for air and trying to slow down her heartbeat after she came. She sighed heavily and slowly opened her eyes as the lingering effects of the orgasm kept her relaxed and distracted. She felt better having relieved some of that sexual frustration that had built inside her body as She pulled herself together, readjusted things and slowly rose to her feet. She saw more things that she could clean up, but she was feeling the after effects of a good ride and she saw the male slave chained in place, nude and she needed somewhere to wipe her hand off which she had covered with her juices when she came. A pleased grin danced across her face as she moved over to where he lay strapped down to the table. She circled his table slowly, wondering about him and why he had been brought down here. She saw his chest rise and fall evenly and she passed her hands in front of his face and saw no reaction, so continued to look him over. She brushed her fingers across his chest and toyed with his nipples and smiled as they responded to her touch. She was still feeling a need and he lay here before her, chained and nude and with a little bit of help, she reached down for his cock and took it in her hands and began to stroke it slowly, the juice on her hand acting as lubricant for the stroking motion and his cock began to awake in her hands and that feeling made her moan in delight as she felt the fires begin to burn within her again. She wanted to more fully explore him, but with her hands cuffed in front of her as they were, she was limited to only one area at a time and so she continued to stroke his cock awake and to as best she could, grab and manipulate his sack and fondle his balls and delight herself in what she could do to get him hard so she could fuck him for her own need and pleasure. She kept an eye on him for signs that he was awakening, and she smiled as she saw at least his cock was swelling, so she leaned over and carefully fed his cock through the O ring portion of her gag and took him insider her mouth and began to suck on him and swirl her tongue around his shaft. She enjoyed the taste of him as she sucked up and down on his cock. She would sneak a peek to see if he was aware of her, and when she saw no head movement, she cotinued to slide him in and out of her mouth, working around the O ring gag that had been strapped to her before the MIstress left with Monique. She found the whole sensation kind of kinky, as she squeezed his shaft firmly to keep him centered and errect as She bobbed up and down, and found herself getting wet again as she savored him in her mouth. He moaned softly as She clmbed onto the table and She paused to see, but since he was chained in place and could not stop her, she continued to blow him and seek that first taste of his juices that would show her she knew her way around a man's cock. She took pride in her oral skills, they had opened many a door to her in her career, and sometimes a girl just had to grab the pleasure when and where she could. She had never tried mounting a man with her hands cuffed in front of her, but things had gone so wierd since they had been told to dress in the Maid's outfits and report to the Mistress. She had never fucked a bound man before, but what the hey, there was more then one way to score some action. So she grinned as she slowly moved herself into place, trying to hold him still as she centered her body into place and slowly began to lower herself onto his hard cock. She was enjoying the moment, even chuckling at the drool that slid out of the corner of her gag as She felt him enter her. She felt his body stir and thought she saw his eyes open up, but as she looked, she still saw the black lenses which she had been told meant he was blindfolded and could not see anything. As she moaned at how good he felt in her, She found she didn't really care if he could see her or not, he was her's to use and savor before she got sent back and given other and Guests that would use her for their pleasure. This was a small way for her to get payback on her own terms and this one would just have to pay the price for the actions of the others. She settled in on top of him and began to clamp down on him as She arched up and down on his cock. Then She felt his hips flare up and she heard a low growl and she opened her eyes to look around and see where the noise had come from. She didn't see anyone else in the room and so she closed her eyes, cupped and squeezed her breasts together and looked at him and thought, "I bet you'd like to get a feel for my breasts here," She sighed and closed her eyes and fondled herself. "Yes I would," came the words to her mind. She sat up straight and looked around, still no one around and then she looked down at him and saw his head tilt to look at her. She watched as he closed his eyes and then opened them and she saw the black fade to hazel and She stared in amazement as he bucked his hips up and down, causing her breasts to bounce as he flared his body up and down to force himself deeper into her wet cunt. She felt her hands slip down her chest as she saw his eyes take her in and she felt her gaze travel up his chest and into his eyes and she watched in shock as one eye stayed hazel and the other one went dark black. He groaned as he bucked her and felt her slide on his cock, the startled look on her face changing from one of lust to confusion and fear and he knew he had to calm her down. "Steady girl," came the voice in her mind,"you do feel good and look good to, so take a deep breath and breath." He smiled to himself as he watched her obey his mental command and the wave of panic that had threatened to wash over her, subsided as she felt herself impaled on his cock and squeezing down with her thighs to keep him hard inside her. They fucked each other, because it was what it was, pure sex, and pure pleasure for them both as she ground into his upward thrusts while she kept staring at his face and seeking out those eyes. They had been black as night, then hazel, then, she shook her head trying to clear the confusion as her body tightened and she felt the cock hitting just the right spot on her. She moaned loudly and leaned down onto him and caressed his face as best she could with her cuffed hands. "You feel tight and wet girl," came the voice inside her head. "Thank you Sir," came her automatic response. "I love the look on your face as you grind down on me woman," came the low deep voice in her brain. "How can I help you enjoy this" was the question that raced to the front of her brain. "I want to feel you in my arms girl," came his response, "undo the restraints from my hands and let me pull you to me and more properly enjoy you." "Yes Sir," came her glazed reply as her body rocked from the waves building up as she rode him for all she could. She leaned over to a side and undid the strap on the right wrist and took it in her cuffed hands and placed it on her right breast. He caressed and squeezed it tightly and she moaned in pleasure as the sensations rushed through her body and pushed her closer to that orgasm she wanted. He continued to buck his hips up and down as he felt the swelling build in him and he heard the blood in both their bodies racing at a fevered pitch as each gasped and sucked for air while rocking hard on the table. She reached over and freed his other hand and gasped as he pulled back on her hair hard and that triggered a shiver tha built into a wave of desire and need as it raced down her body and seemed to detonate in her pussy while he pulled her closer and ran his hand along her ass, cupping it then swatting it, bringing a gasp from her lips as she leaned back into the hand and her body clamped down again on his cock. He kept cool, but his heartbeat picked up a pace as he now had his hands free and it seemed the girl was responding to his mental commands, and she did look sweet, no doubt about that. But the need to feed was growing in him as well and the energy he was sensing from her body was as alluring as the blood he felt racing through her body and swelling up in and around his cock as he growled in desire and felt her howling in need. She'd had plenty of sex before, she was no virgin, but something now felt different and touched a deeper need inside her. She didn't know what it was about him, and why he seemed to be so deep inside her head, but she was surrendering to the moment and the need and the want to be fucked. "Master," she gasped in her mind," I need to come, I am so ready to come for you." He pinched both her nipples and tweaked them out, drawing a gasp from her as he worked her body even more. "Hold for me girl," came the voice in her head as they both were lost in the heat. She arched back and streteched her hands over her head and moaned loudly as her hold on her body weakened, while his hold on her seemed to strengthen. He grabbed her hips with both hands as they fucked and bounced on the table, the sweat coating both their bodies as he let himself enjoy the sex with her, as opposed to being used for the sex. It was a small moment, but was important to him. The smell of her blood, the scent of her body in heat, was an intoxicating call to him. He dug his hands into her hips and growled loudly into his gag as he shouted, "NOW", and at that, a high squeal came from her as she clamped down on his cock and let go and their bodies reached the peak of the wave and the orgasmic wave swwept them both over the edge and down towards the darkness. She collapsed onto his chest as their bodies shivered and shuddered from the release. She closed her eyes and listened to his heartbeat, finding peace in hearing the fast pace begin to slow down to a more normal rhythm as they lay there on the table, recovering from the sex. She mewed softly as she felt him stroke her hair and she cuddled into him more, feeling very submissive to him, and feeling safe lying on his chest and feeling his arm around her. "Master?," she thought as she reached for his cock and balls and lightly began to stroke and caress him there. "Yes girl, what is it?" came the response in her mind. "How is it I can hear you even though we both are gagged?" "I wish I could tell you lil one, but I am trying to figure that out myself." She put her mouth over his swollen nipple and sucked on it and swirled her tongue across the flesh and was pleased to hear a moan slip his lips. "I am yours to command Master," she said, as certain of that as she had been of anything in her life. She didn't know how this was going to affect her life, but she knew she wanted to please him, make him happy and endure what ever was called for if she could feel this safe and secure again. "I may have to work for others Sir," she thought, as she felt drained and yet marked by this moment. "I know my pet," came the low response in her mind, which reverberated down her body and nestled in her soul. "You have been an unexpected delight already girl, and am sure you will be most useful in other ways as well.' She smiled as she lay beside him on the table, and saw him sit up and undo his shackles from his ankles and lower himself to the floor. He stretched fully out and groaned as the stiffness and strain his body had been enduring for, he paused, he knew he had no idea of how long it had been since he first entered the club on a late Saturday night. he looked back down at the tan, short but sexy blond and lifted her hands over her head and secured the cuffs to a hook over her head. A sleepy smile crossed her face as she settled into place and he moved to quickly pull her legs apart and lock them into place. He leaned in and kissed her lips gently as he cleared the hair from her forehead. "Thank you Master," she thought as she found it hard to keep her eyes open. She couldn't remember the last time she was this worn out from any sex she'd had, even the multiple partners she had served one time over in Japan. He undid the gag from his mouth and stretched his jaw and ran his tongue over his dry lips. "You did well my pet," came his voice, low and sweet to her ears. "Sleep for now and remember that you pleased me, and no matter what may happen next, I will not forget you." She looked at him, a sleepy puzzled look crossing her face as he gently closed her eyes and whispered "sleep now slave," "Yes Master," came her last thoughts as sleep and exhaustion claimed her and she fell asleep chained in his place. |
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