The Will of Kat - Sex Stories

The Will of Kat

... on to the second test, and both slaves enjoyed some light spanking, their arses in the air, while their heads were buried between each lady's legs in turn.

I couldn't honestly say that Will enjoys this. Although you may think so from how hard he was again.

What he is actually turned on by is the use and humiliation aspect of it (and the spanking was helping, of course).

There was a lot of moaning, fanning of faces and swooning going on. It was like watching porn crossed with Jane Austin.

One of Will's first victims, staggered across and thanked me for his lovely smooth shave (no problem) and mentioned what a sweet young man he was. So eager to please.

That was all well and good, but Kat's ladies were falling like flies. And she was fast!

Ladies know what ladies like, I guess.

This is why men give such good blow jobs. If you haven't tried it, you really should. (What? If that upsets you...STOP READING!)

Kat aced it and the scores were tied.

Then test three, Dirty Subs, started and the slaves were approached with a funnel gag.

Kat was eager and set up in a flash. The first lady crouching over her funnel before Will's team had even finished explaining to him.

I heard his muttered, "Red, red, red, red," and saw him crawling at warp-speed across the floor to me.

He excused himself politely to The Black Queen, climbed onto the couch with us and curled into a ball against me, his head buried in my shaking stomach. I made out, "No fucking ...

... way!"

"Guess Kat wins by default," I laughed.

The Black Queen patted Will's arms kindly, "Poor little guy." Then motioned towards Kat. "She loves this so much, I can't possibly ruin her fun."

"Of course not," I agreed, my fingers tangling gently in Will's damp hair. "Let her enjoy herself, she's earned it."

We watched, me in some amazement, as Kat took her forced 'gifts' from all six ladies with apparent delight.

She occasionally shot a glance towards her wife to make sure she hadn't been abandoned (no chance, she hardly glanced away from Kat all night). But seemed genuinely disappointed when the ladies couldn't drum up any more bodily fluids to send down the funnel.

One of the dominants did ask if I wanted to relieve myself, but I declined. To Kat's obvious relief, and Mary (who was in charge, The Black Queen and I were just observing really), stepped forward and advised it wasn't an appropriate question.

She apologized.

Will was back in the game for test four. Pain. Determined to redeem himself.

Of course they had lost all respect for him now and considered him a wimp, but I knew better.

Both slaves were hung from their wrists and with three ladies on each, a brutal and relentless flogging began.

It was a good thing they had floggers and not whips, because their technique appeared to be simply to hit as hard and as fast as they could.

Still, it was relatively effective and both slave's skin was soon flushed to a deep red.

I wasn't surprised ...