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A few days after Nita had taken Martin for his 'n' hers "Brazilian" waxes, she was wondering how Cathy, the young beautician who had done the deed for them, was feeling about the wild afternoon they had spent at the parlour. Nita and Cathy had shared some delicious lesbian sex, they had tortured Martin and then had Cathy fuck him up the ass with Nita's huge strap-on, and then, to top it all off, Nita had managed to tempt Martin into asking her for as orgasm, for which she gleefully awarded him a penalty of fifty of her orgasms before his next one was due. As he had been only seven away from an orgasm, and then he had been awarded an extra ten penalty for failure to thank her for the fifty penalty, a rather glum Martin had been contemplating bringing Nita to 67 orgasms before his next one.

His despondency however, did not last, as Nita knew. Martin's basically submissive nature meant that once he realised how much exquisite pleasure Nita was getting from keeping him without orgasm such a long time, he would accept that her enjoyment of his predicament was more important than an orgasm for him. He settled into his usual routine of serving her attentively, hand and foot, and especially vagina.

Nita had always been enthralled with having oral sex performed on her, and the arrival of Martin had been a godsend. He was happy to lick her for as long and as often as she required, he was unconscionably good at it, and, best of all, there was no need to reciprocate or even have sex with him. The two of them had quickly worked out that life would be better for both of them if Nita completely controlled his orgasms, a chastity device was bought, and Nita took the key.

Since then she had discovered a great love for sadistic humiliation and denial of her slave. And how did Martin feel about that? Who cares?, thought Nita, smiling, as she jangled between her breasts the key to Martin's caged cock. It's what pleases ME that counts!

And right now, she thought, what would please me would be the lovely sight of young Cathy, nude and bare-pussied, for me to kiss and cuddle and stroke and lick, and oooh! everything else!

So that evening, after a quick phone call, Martin opened the door to a beaming Cathy, dressed in a light floral summer dress, her white panties visible beneath.

"Hello, Martin dear! Ass still sore? And have you managed to whittle down that 67 count yet?" Cathy said, giggling.

"Hello ma'am", said Martin. "My ass has recovered from when you buggered me with the strap-on, thank you, apart from a little tenderness. I have got the count down to 61, so I am hoping to earn an orgasm by Christmas."

"Sounds lovely! Good luck!"

"Thank you, ma'am." Martin showed the young girl in.

Nita came into the room, wearing a black slimline tank top and a matching G-leotard, walked over to Cathy, and greeted her with loud cries. The two girls hugged long and hard, and shared a lip-to-lip kiss, which soon became a tongue-to-tongue kiss. Soon busy female hands were exploring lissome female bodies, and little gasps of female pleasure rent the air.

"Ah, that's nice!" said Nita, breaking contact from Cathy. Cathy's summer dress was bunched around her waist and her panties were already soaked with her own pussy juices, from Nita's attentive fingers.

Cathy nodded. "Mmmmm ... you know, all week I have been thinking of you!"

Nita beamed. "How sweet!"

Cathy acknowledged the reply then hesitated: "I ... I've also been having other thoughts ..."

"About ... ?" Nita prompted.

"About Martin. You know ... putting him through things ... making him do stuff. That made me so wet when I was with you."

"Ah, I see. That's even more sweet, honey! Well, we are going to have some fun tonight! Martin! Come here, dear."

"He is SO obedient!", Cathy marveled, as Martin immediately stepped forward. "Have you ever worried he may just up and go?"

As she began to tie Martin face down on a large padded table, Nita replied: "Early on in our relationship, Martin had me dress him up in full lingerie, put full makeup on him, and take close-up identifying photos. Then he gave me a full list of Email addresses of all his friends and acquaintances and told me if he ever stepped out of line, I was to use this material to blackmail him back into submission. I still have all that stuff, but I've never had to even threaten to use it. He loves bringing me pleasure too much to ever stop now."

Cathy sighed. "Ohhhh, that's nice. SO few men are truly dedicated to anything except themselves."

Nita laughed. "Yes, and with Martin, I don't even have to settle for equality. It's simply what I want, when I want!". Nita had tied Martin's wrists to the top of the table, while his waist bent over the near end. She then tied his left ankle to the left near-side table-leg, and his right ankle to the right near-side table-leg, which forced his legs to spread obscenely, while still keeping him in the 'bottoms-up' punishment position. Nita stepped back to admire her handiwork.

Cathy said: "That looks interesting!". Following her gaze, Nita saw Martin's cock straining fit to burst out of the tight clutches of his chastity device.

Nita lifted the key from between her sweet brown breasts and unlocked Martin's little friend. She pulled his cock from its restraining tube with some difficulty, as it grew hard almost instantly.

Immediately Nita began to gently slap the shaft of Martin's penis. She altered her rhythm so that the rigid length of it swung forward, then as its rubbery stiffness forced it to swing back again, it met Nita's next slap coming forward.

Cathy was intrigued and leant forward to watch. Martin was clearly in some slight pain from the experience as he jumped at each impact.

Suddenly Nita drew back a harder slap: this time right on Martin's unprotected balls.

"Mmmmmmffff!" Martin grimaced with pain. Cathy laughed, enjoying the sight of the sensitive portions of a males anatomy exposed and able to be tortured. She slipped off her dress and her panty, leaving her nude. She had known it would not take long to get to that stage!

Nita said "you have a go ... I'm just going to get something."

When Nita came back, nude and carrying a single-tail whip, Cathy was happily slapping away at Martin's balls with one hand and busily fingering her pussy with the other. Martin was up on his toes, desperately and pointlessly trying to avoid the torture.

Nita motioned Cathy to pull away, and said "NOW we get serious!"

Cathy stepped away from the helpless slave, and began frigging herself even harder and faster, juices running down her thighs. Nita brought the thin leather whip up between Martin's spread legs, the snap-CRACK! of its impact followed by a wail of pain from Martin.

Nita continued bringing the whip singing in to punish Martin's genitals. Thin weals began to appear along the length of Martin's penis. She could hear him sobbing and she could feel herself getting wet. Then she felt a light touch between her legs ... Cathy had knelt in front of her and was gently kissing her pretty Indian pussy. As Nita looked down on the beautiful young girl staring innocently up at her, the blonde girl's lips parted, and her tongue poked out. Slowly, gently, it investigated the outer folds of Nita's beautifully bare pussy, running along the length of the labia, inside and out, dancing obscenely around the edges of her pleasure centre, then suddenly darting toward her now-swollen clit, then flicking away again.

Nita felt an urge to inflict pain on her slave as her girlfriend licked her pussy. She brought the vicious leather whip hard up into Martin's exposed genitals as her blonde lesbian lover pleasured her from below. Cathy was sliding her tongue along the slit now, then occasionally plunging in deep, then moving up to play across her Indian friend's engorged clit, all the while keeping in time to the whipcrack beat and sobs of pain from the victim behind her.

Nita felt the wave of pleasure building up in her, and held Cathy's face closer to her. Then as she felt the wonderful gooey cum gush from her onto Cathy's eager face, she brought her whip up with a particularly vicious blow on Martin's balls. His scream cut through the air and the sheer pain of it powered her orgasm to new heights.

Cathy leant forward and planted a tender kiss right on Nita's cunt, as the dark-skinned domina rested, body bathed in sweat and cunt juice. Then Cathy stood up, and kissed her lover mouth-to-mouth, then they rested in each other's arms, forehead on forehead. Cathy turned around, allowing Nita's hands to encircle her waist from behind, and they admired the pattern of whip welts their lovemaking frenzy had driven Nita to inflict on Martin's groin.

Martin was breathing hard, and slumped forward, but even as the girls watched, his traitorous cock ensured they felt no remorse for their actions. It swelled up, hard proud and erect, untroubled by the blue slashes of pain marked across it from Nita's whipping.

Lust shone in Cathy's eyes. "I want that ... and I'm gonna have it! Can we flip him over so he is face up?".

Nita smiled. "Sure". She untied Martin one limb at a time and repositioned him in the same place, but face up, his back arched hard on the edge of the table, his legs still spread wide, his cock obscenely jutting to the sky, like a totem pole.

Cathy gingerly climbed onto the table, straddled Martin, facing Nita, and with a single slow squat and a deep sigh of pleasure, impaled herself on Martin's tortured cock. She sat herself right down on his lap, perched on the edge of the table, and began to slide herself up and down on his well-greased pole. Martin gave a tiny cry of pain with each thrust, as his bruised equipment was harshly used in this manner.

Nita admired the look of her beautiful blonde lover taking her pleasure from the slave's cock, then stepped forward into the spread of Martin's legs, so she could go body-to-body with Cathy again. Cathy's pert breasts touched against her darker ones, nipples were ground gently into each other, the sensitive flicks of each tit-cross bringing airy little sighs from the young girl. Nita ran her hands along the smooth flesh: Cathy's breasts, shoulders, then down her sides and around her pretty little bum, still going up and down like a jack-hammer as she forced Martin's cock hard into her pussy.

Then Nita stepped away for a second and Cathy's eyes grew wide with lust as she saw what Nita was doing: putting on her favourite strap-on dildo. She greased its shaft with a handful of the juices streaming from Cathy's sodden pussy, then searched with the head of her toy under Cathy's riding position until she found Martin's asshole. Still tender from its abuse three days earlier, Martin grunted as Nita forced her cock-head inside, then commenced a measured series of long thrusts. Martin winced but his cock continued performing sterling duty for Cathy, who was going for faster strokes now, speeding up until she was almost vibrating herself to orgasmic frenzy, like a dog would hump a stranger's leg.

Nita flicked on the vibrator on the baseplate of her black ten-incher and the familiar hot buzz drove her to go deeper into Martin's ass. She heard him wince again, and realised that as she drove all the way into his bum, her clit was driven hard up against his bruised scrotum. How fitting, she thought, that his pain helps me to get off!

Cathy was moaning with pleasure now, her upper body firmly resting on Nita, her breasts pushed against the dark girl's face. Nita kissed each breast full with open mouth, ran her tongue around the aureolae, then returned to gently nip the young girl's hard erect nipple. She closed her teeth on the tautly distended flesh and Cathy's drawn-out moan told her she was having an effect.

She shifted to the other nipple and repeated the dose: a gentle slow-but-firm clamping of her teeth on the blonde's tiny buds. Cathy was shaking now, forcing herself up and down on Martin's tortured pole until finally Nita, with her long experience of approaching orgasm, bit down harder on her partner's tit at just the right moment. Cathy came in a torrent all over Martin's legs. Nita thrust a few extra hard ones with her cock into Martin's soundly-violated ass, forcing his sack and her vibrator hard against her clit, until she too exploded in ecstasy.

Cathy leant forward and kissed Nita again, and the two wordlessly stroked each other. The Cathy looked at Nita's massive plastic cock beneath her, and did not even need to say anything. Nita smiled at how easy it was to realise what the inexperienced girl wanted. Nita lifted Cathy bodily off Martin's cock and placed her tenderly on the table beside him. She pointed his tumescence out to Cathy.

"See? That's one of the huge advantages to keeping a man in chastity: he just stays hard for your use. You can use him again and again and again. It's a real mistake to let him cum."

Cathy nodded, but her eyes were only on Nita's throbbing humming monster cock. "How do we clean it?" she asked. Nita replied "Oh, that's easy," and walked around to the other side of the table. Martin had been well trained and opened his mouth for her use. She thrust the soiled penetrator deep into his mouth nodding approvingly as he sucked hard to rid the shaft of all the waste: the products of his own ass, Cathy's cunt juices, and even some of Nita's. Nita ran it in and out of his tightly-held mouth a few more times, then washed it again with a damp cloth.

She returned to stand in front of Cathy, and lubed the dildo with the juices caked across Cathy's pussy. Then tenderly holding the knees of her lesbian lover up and apart, she gently slid the massive invader in.

Cathy sighed deeply as she took the deep strap-on penetration of her Indian friend. Her cunt seemed to reach out to slurp at the ribbed vinyl surface of the shaft, as Nita expertly moved it in and out. She assisted with her fingers, running them around the exposed parts of Cathy's pussy, then tickling the younger girl along her stomach and across her beautiful breasts. Cathy murmured with pleasure.

Then Nita reached beneath the dildo and turned BOTH its vibrators on: the one in the baseplate and the one on the shaft. Cathy's moans took on a more strident tone. Nita noticed that Cathy was holding Martin's hand, which somehow seemed sweet. Now Cathy withdrew her hand and began to massage her breasts, squeezing, pinching, lifting up her own soft flesh, kneading her nipples, causing herself the pain Nita had caused her earlier.

Nita was finding the strokes easier as Cathy's increasing excitement lubricated their sex even more. Nita could feel her own cunt juicing nicely, but concentrated hard on bringing Cathy's first experience of being penetrated with the strap-on to a satisfactory conclusion.

It certainly looked as though that would be the case, and soon too, as Cathy seemed to slide her own body forward and back to punch the plastic cock even harder into her gaping cunt. Cathy was holding her nipples engorged away from her body, as if she was planning to tear them off. A low throaty moan began to emanate from her lips. She began to thrash her head wildly around on the table, and sweat was pouring in rivulets across her young body.

Again Nita used her experience with women's orgasms to stay in tune and time with Cathy's approaching cum. She lifted the younger girl up a little from the knees to bring the top of the shaft driving and sliding across the ecstatic girl's G-spot. A huge moan of wild pleasure broke unbidden from Cathy's lips at this, and only a few wet sweaty seconds later, Cathy came hard, drenching herself as usual, pounding the table beneath her with her fists, then slowing and stopping and shaking like a leaf afterward.

Nita smiled at her, and withdrew the hard cock with a slurping sucking noise, which broke the tension and caused the two girls to laugh. Nita said: "Stay there, sweetheart, I'll get you cleaned up." She went and got Martin's chastity device and one of her regular icebags, and then when Martin had once again been forced out of his erection unsatisfied and with his balls full, she locked it on him firmly. Only after that did she untie him from the table, and bring him over to Cathy's pussy, where he began dutifully licking up the mess from her body.

Cathy enjoyed this after-care, especially as Nita held her in her arms, and kissed her and gently massaged her shoulders as well. When Cathy was cleaned up, Nita had Martin clean up her plastic cock for the second time by using his mouth as a cleaner.

Nita then said "Get the towels ready, Cathy and I will shower off."

Martin came to the bathroom with towels for his two gorgeous young tormentors in time to see them still kissing and cuddling in the shower, the white body against the brown a lovely work of art. Martin then towelled both girls dry, and gave each of them a massage. Cathy found the massage so relaxing she almost drifted off to sleep. She was roused by Nita's tap on her shoulder.

"C'mon! it's late. Let's go to bed."

Cathy, happily nude, skipped along after Nita to a king-sized bed with mirrors all around the walls.

"Wow!" she exclaimed.

"I like to watch!" Nita grinned. "Here, you can sleep on Martin's side."

"Oh is this his spot?" asked Cathy, looking at Martin, who was waiting for instructions.

"Not any more. He will be sleeping on the lounge from here on. You have taken his place as my lover, my dear. He will just have to settle for his usual diet of pain and humiliation, only now the denial is likely to get worse. Understand, Martin?" Nita said with a grin.

"Yes Mistress", came the reply.

"Off you go, then."

The girls talked for a few minutes but the sheer exhaustion of their vigorous lovemaking soon sent them off to a deep sleep.

When they woke in the morning, they held each other close and had a slow languid kiss 'n' cuddle, before Nita rolled her new lover on her side and happily 'spooned' her. They continued talking, while Nita nibbled and licked at Cathy's ear, occasionally taking a little nip just to get her attention, like puppies playing. Cathy was just wondering aloud whether Martin would be able to accept that she now had replaced him in his Mistress's affections and her bed, when there was a knock at the bedroom door. "Enter!" announced Nita imperiously, lying brazenly nude with her legs wide apart.

Martin entered the room, wearing only a bow-tie and his ever-present chastity device, to the hilarious amusement of the two girls. He was carrying a tray, with breakfast-in-bed for the two girls.

He said "In order to signal my acceptance of the fact that Miss Cathy has now taken my position in Miss Nita's bed, I have gone down to the shops and bought both of you a single red rose, to signify my serving role to you both, and to celebrate your love for each other."

Nita laughed. "How sweet! YOU DO realise that with Cathy here now, your chances for orgasm will be even less?".

Martin nodded. "Yes ma'am, but if my denial makes you happy, that is all I require."

"Good," said Nita. "Now, while we eat our breakfast, get down here and give me my regular morning cunt-lick! After all, we can't have everything changing all at once!"

And as the two girls laughed uproariously, Martin bent to his task of providing his Mistress with another of the countless orgasms she received while she kept him in chastity.

THE END

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