Chapter 4

Master also started learning more about the BDSM world, attending workshops and reading books on domination and submission. With every new piece of knowledge he acquired, he became more skilled at being our Dominant.

One night during a particularly intense scene where Master pushed us both beyond our limits, Jenny looked me in the eyes with tears streaming down her face and whispered,

“This is what I’ve always wanted.”

I knew she meant not just the physical pleasure but also the emotional connection that came with submitting to someone we trusted completely. And I couldn’t agree more.

One evening after dinner, we were all snuggled up on the couch watching a movie when Jenny turned to Master with a mischievous grin. “Do you think we could try something new tonight?”

Master raised an eyebrow in curiosity. “What do you have in mind?”

Jenny’s grin widened as she whispered something in his ear. I couldn’t hear what she said, but whatever it was caused a sly smile to cross Master’s face.

“Sounds like fun,” he replied, turning to look at me with a playful glint in his eye.

I felt my heart flutter at the thought of trying something new with them both. I trusted them completely and knew that they would never push me into anything I didn’t want to do.

As we made our way up to Master’s bedroom, I couldn’t help but feel excited and nervous at the same time. Master had always been open-minded about our sexual exploration, but this would be our first time trying something completely out of the ordinary.

Once inside the bedroom, Jenny grabbed a bottle of massage oil from the bedside table while I stood nervously by the bed. She motioned for me to join them on the bed as she handed Master the bottle.

He sat down on the edge of the bed and motioned for us to stand in front of him. Without hesitation, we both stripped off our clothes until we were standing in front of him completely naked.

Master gestured for us to lie down on the bed, side by side. He poured the warm oil onto our bare skin, gently massaging it in with his hands. I closed my eyes and let out a contented sigh as his skilled hands worked their magic.

As he moved down to our legs, I felt Jenny’s hand reach for mine and give it a reassuring squeeze. It was a small gesture, but it made me feel even more connected to her in that moment.

Once he finished massaging our legs, Master motioned for us to switch places. Jenny now lay in front of him while I took her place next to him on the bed.

He spent just as much time and care massaging my body as he did with Jenny’s, making sure to pay attention to every inch of skin. But then instead of moving onto Jenny’s body, he suddenly stopped and looked at us both with a mischievous glint in his eye.

“Jenny told me your anuses have never been used,” he said.

“No, Master,” I answered. “But we’ve been trained to receive a cock there.”

“I think I want to try your anuses,” he said.

Both Jenny and I nodded eagerly, excitement bubbling within us.

Master then leaned back and opened my butt cheeks, revealing my wrinkled asshole. Guessing what this was about, I couldn’t help but to feel a bit nervous. But if Master wanted, it was his to take.

Suddenly I felt a tongue exploring my hole. The feelings at first were weird, but soon became pleasant. Master’s tongue worked its way in and out of me, causing me to moan and squirm on the bed.

Jenny reached over and softly caressed my face, encouraging me to relax and enjoy the new sensation. And with her touch and Master’s skilled ministrations, I found myself completely lost in pleasure.

As his tongue continued to explore my behind, Jenny moved closer until our bodies were touching. She whispered encouraging words in my ear as she gently played with my breasts. With each touch and every lick from Master, I felt myself becoming more aroused.

Feeling bold and adventurous, I reached out and took hold of Jenny’s hand as Master worked his magic on us both. Our fingers intertwined as we both let ourselves succumb to pleasure.

Before long, I felt myself tensing up as an orgasm washed over me. In that moment of intense pleasure, I didn’t care that we were trying something new or that we were all together in this act of intimacy. All that mattered was the overwhelming feeling of ecstasy coursing through my body.

As I slowly came down from my high, Jenny leaned over and kissed me softly on the lips before turning her attention back to Master. They shared a passionate kiss.

Then Master laid down, his cock turgid and pointing up.

“Kathy, make love to my cock with your anus,” he ordered.

I nodded, but I was a bit unsure if I was good enough to give Master pleasure with my rear hole. Jenny gave me a reassuring smile. “Remember your training,” she said. She had a small bottle of lubricant in her hand, and she started to generously cover Master’s cock with it. Then she used her fingers to lubricate me and, when she was satisfied with the result, winked at me.

My heart racing, I straddle Master’s throbbing erection and slowly lower myself onto it, feeling every inch of him fill me up. The initial discomfort gave way to overwhelming pleasure as I began to contract and release my sphincter muscles, eliciting a deep groan from my Master. Every movement sends waves of electric pleasure coursing through my body as I surrender completely to his control.

Master’s grip on my hips was almost painful, but I welcomed the sharpness of his touch as I rode him mercilessly. Each thrust felt like electricity coursing through my body, igniting every nerve ending with pleasure beyond measure. But it wasn’t just physical; the look on Jenny’s face as she watched us was a mix of desire and awe.

I leaned in to claim Master’s lips with a fierce hunger, our bodies moving in perfect harmony. Our moans echoed off the walls, drowning out all other noise as we surrendered to pure ecstasy.

And then, Jenny joined in, her gentle touches and soft kisses adding another layer of intensity to our lovemaking. In that moment, the three of us were lost in a whirlwind of passion and love that knew no bounds.

Master’s primal groans reverberated through me as he finally let go, his hot seed filling me with an electric surge of pleasure. My body convulsed with each wave of bliss, my mind consumed by the intensity of our union.

Collapsing onto the bed in a tangled mess of limbs, we were drenched in sweat and gasping for air. The aftermath of our passion was palpable as we lay together, basking in the euphoria of shared ecstasy.

“Thank you,” Master whispered, wrapping us tightly in his arms.

Jenny and I exchanged knowing glances before snuggling even closer to him. We had just experienced something incredibly intimate and intense together, and our connection had only grown stronger because of it.

“I can hardly believe what we just did,” I murmured, still reeling from the intensity of the moment.

As we lay tangled together in the aftermath of our passionate threesome, a thought suddenly occurred to me. It was something our trainer had mentioned that would be a part of our training, but we actually had never reached that stage.

Swapping.

The idea of swapping partners with another masters or groups was not something that particularly appealed to me, but I felt it important to inform Master of this possibility. After all, it was our duty as his slaves to fulfill our Master’s desires and fantasies.

“Master,” I began tentatively, “there is something I feel I should inform you about.”

He looked at me curiously, his fingers tracing lazy patterns on my skin. Jenny shifted slightly beside us, her head resting on Master’s chest.

“What is it?” he asked softly.

“Well ... during our training as slaves, one of the things we had been told to expect was swapping.”

I could feel Jenny tense beside me as she comprehended what I was saying. It wasn’t something we had ever discussed before, but I felt it necessary to inform Master of all possibilities.