Amy Goes From Hair Stylist to House Slave - 5 - Sex Stories

Amy Goes From Hair Stylist to House Slave - 5

... signaled to my cocksman that I was nearing climax. He removed his giant rod leaving me gapping and empty. He brought his large hand down on my ass. He alternated spanking my cheeks until they both were colored a nice shade of fiery red. Carol seemed to be going through the same type treatment. I could tell from her screams and moans that she was getting her pussy finely fucked. She had spilled one of her trays and was left with one. I still had both trays but lost one when my tormenter pressed his cock, wet from my pussy, into my puckered ass hole and entered me with one violent stroke. Over the course of the past few weeks, my rosette has been used on numerous occasions and I have been able to take almost any cock with ease. I also have found that I love the feeling of being taken there. But the level of his ravishment caused me to lose one of my trays and spill some of the contents on my one remaining glass. I was straining to maintain my focus when I heard Carol cry out. She had lost her final tray and I had been declared the victor. When I was asked what sort of reward I should receive for being proclaimed the victor, I sweetly replied that I would only accept the knowledge that I had served my instructors well and that this would make my sponsor proud. I was commended for my response then told to join Carol in cleaning the cocks of those that had been using our holes. Mistress J had told me earlier in the week that my name had been passed around as someone who provided ...

... the best oral service of the all the class. It would seem that was so because I have been called on numerous occasions to meeting halls, private cabins, and many times at the “Head” table during meals. So I was at home cleaning these turgid cocks. One afternoon as Carol, Rose and I were doing chores under our pavilion. A tall thin slave and his Mistress were walking by. Evidently we had distracted him in some way and his Mistress felt he needed punishment. She brought him under the shade of our pavilion. We were instructed to retrieve a spanking bench with restraints, and paddle. Rose brought the paddle and presented it to the Mistress. Carol and I brought the bench. The slave was shackled to the bench on his stomach, leaving his arms and legs laid over each side of the bench and secured to the legs of the bench. A cord was attached to his long ponytail and connected to a large anal hook that had been inserted in his puckered hole. His ass and cock were left hanging off the other end for easy access. The Mistress attached a metal cock ring around his cock and scrotum and had Carol stroke his dick coaxing the bl**d to his phallus. The Mistress then started to whip his exposed muscular cheeks. He took this without any sound except for repeatedly thank her and ask for forgiveness. After receiving twenty solid swats from his Mistress’s paddle, his ass was showing the signs of her torment. She stopped and replaced Carol at his cock and scrotum. We were instructed to kneel around ...