This standalone vignette is drawn from my much longer story “White Knights of Patriarchy and Women as Property of Men.” That full story is about a man who is seeking something better in life. He wants both sexual fulfillment and freedom from the oppressiveness of modern Political Correctness. During his search, he stumbles across an online group that seems to be offering what he is seeking. After passing various tests of his worthiness, the man is admitted to the hidden precincts of this secretive, dedicated band. It is a White brotherhood in the best and truest sense of that term. These men have built a new and better Patriarchal society in which men rule and women serve. The women in this society are cultivated to fulfill the needs and desires of the men who own them. By the same token, this also fulfills the deepest urges and needs of the women themselves. The women and girls in this society are the wholly-owned property of their Masters. Females are born, raised, and trained so they desire only to serve the men who own them.
In this excerpt, the new man is allowed to experience for himself exactly what a pair of these women under the new Patriarchy can do for a man. This excerpt standalone vignette focuses solely on the sexual fulfillment part of our hero’s life goals. He has allowed himself to be blindfolded and bound so that he can visit a secret location where he will meet some women who are property of the Patriarchy. Read the whole “White Knights of Patriarchy and Women as Property of Men” story to get the rest of a much bigger picture. Enjoy!
I was blindfolded with hands bound as they led me through the building. Then I heard laughter. A woman’s laughter. We walked on a short distance. Then another door opened, and I was led into a room. I heard Frank say “I’ll help you sit” as he guided me to a chair. After I sat down, my hands were untied and the hood removed.
I opened and shut my eyes several times as my vision adjusted to the light. I found myself sitting in what looked like a pricey hotel room. There were the usual couple of chairs, a desk, a couch, a TV, several mirrors, and a very large bed. On the bed sat a strikingly beautiful redheaded woman with long, wavy hair, porcelain-white skin, and green eyes. She seemed to be in her early twenties. The redhead wore a plain, white blouse that bulged outward from her chest, indicating the large size of her breasts. Her pearl-gray skirt ended at mid-thigh, revealing a shapely pair of legs that were bent at the knee and curled to the side. She looked at me with her head titled to one side. Her gaze indicated curiosity, yet her demeanor was also gentle and friendly.
Next to her sat a very pretty girl of about 14 with long blonde hair that cascaded past her shoulders. She had sparkling blue eyes. Her peaches and cream complexion practically glowed with health. Her face was even more beautiful than the redheaded woman’s. She had the freshness of early youth and recent puberty. She wore a pale pink half-top that left her midriff bare. Her chest bulged slightly where her breasts were developing like wide and promising hillocks. She wore white shorts that were very, very short: they did not cover more than two inches of her upper thighs. Her long, bare legs were smooth and inviting. She sat on the bed, cross-legged and smiling. She winked at me.
Frank put his hand on my shoulder as he addressed the woman and girl. “This is Ishmael” he said. Then he looked down as me. “Ishmael, this lovely redheaded creature is Brenda.” At the sound of her name, Brenda bowed her head slightly.
Pointing to the girl, Frank said “And this young cunt is Wanda.” The girl smiled, showing rows of perfect, pearly-white teeth. She raised a hand and waved at me.
“She’s 14” Frank said causally. He smiled at the girl. “Wanda, why don’t you tell Ishmael about your relationship to Brenda?”
Wanda nodded her head, still smiling. “Brenda is my new Mommy. Master told my old Mommy to give me to Brenda. Brenda is teaching me to be a good sex slave.”
My jaw practically hit the floor. The young girl spoke without the slightest hesitation, or any apparent fear, coercion, or resentment. She seemed completely sincere. And happy. I just stared at her as she continued speaking.
“Since Brenda is not my birth mommy, Master says it’s OK if we lick on another’s cunts and stuff. I’d rather suck Master’s dick than lick any old cunt, though. Brenda says if I keep practicing, I can become as good a cocksucker as she is. Right, Mommy?” The girl reached out and rested a hand on the redheaded woman’s bare leg.
Brenda looked at the girl, smiled, and squeezed her hand. “That’s right, dear. You keep sucking dick and one of these days you’ll be deep-throating Master just as good as me.”
The woman spoke as sincerely as the girl. Was she acting? I didn’t think so. But I couldn’t be sure. This all seemed too good to be true.
Frank spoke up “Are you slaves ready to show Ishmael what you can do?”
“Yes, Master!” they answered in unison.
Frank squeezed my shoulder. “Very good” he said, then turned to look me directly in the eye. “I have instructed them to do whatever you command. Just as if your orders had come from me. The only things they will not do are to hurt themselves or anyone else.” He paused. “Beyond the normal course of rough sex, that is” he said with a wink and a smile. “Oh, and do not ask them to leave me and become your slaves. I own them, body and soul.”
Frank took his hand off my shoulder and addressed the woman and girl, who were still seated on the bed.
“Who owns you, bitches?” he asked.
“You do, Master!” they answered enthusiastically. “You own us, body and soul. We are your property. We are your slaves. We live only to serve you.” The faces of the beautiful buxom redhead and the gorgeous 14-year-old blonde were radiant with joy as they made their declarations of obeisance. They seemed proud to be the living property of a man.
Now let me pause here for a moment. Have you ever watched porn videos of whores pretending to be slaves? Not very convincing, are they? Whores are paid to pretend lots of things, but it’s usually pretty clear that they’re just going through the motions for the money at the end. This is usually not a problem, because whores in motion are what men want. Acting is something else altogether. So is being real. Most whores can’t act worth shit. And they are certainly not for real. When they pretend to be, they come off as more fake than ever.
Brenda and Wanda were not acting. Not as far as I could tell. They seemed completely genuine, sincere, and enthusiastic. Sweet, even.
Frank began walking toward the door. As he gripped the door handle, he looked over his should and said “I’ll leave you three alone for the next couple of hours. Then I’ll come back to check on you.” He walked out and closed the door behind him.
Brenda took Wanda by the hand. They both rose from the bed and walked over to me. Brenda bent over, her ample cleavage peeking through the opening in her white blouse. She placed her face about two hand-widths away from mine. Brenda’s abundant natural red hair framed her lovely, moon-white face like a flaming aura. Her green eyes were mesmerizing. She smelled like roses. Her beautiful face and hair filled my vision, from horizon to horizon. Her full lips exhaled a moist, sweet-smelling breath as she spoke.
“Master told us to follow your commands for the next two hours as if you were our Master” she spoke breathily. Her bodily scent was intoxicating. “Tell us your fantasies and we will fulfill them. We are completely obedient and subservient to men. You are our Lord. We are your slaves. You are our Master for now. We will do anything. Anything, Ishmael.”
Brenda turned her head slightly toward the girl and pulled Wanda close. Now their two faces side-by-side filled my field of view. Up close, I could see exactly how young Wanda really was. Her skin was amazingly smooth and clear. While Brenda had a slight puffiness beneath her eyes and some tiny crinkling of the skin at the outside corners of her eyes, Wanda’s eyes had no lines around them and no puffiness beneath them. She was hardly more than a child; a teenager who was approaching womanhood.
Wanda gave me a disarming, child-like smile. “We really will do anything you want, Ishmael. Just because I’m still a little girl doesn’t mean I can’t be good at sex. Well, maybe not as good as Brenda yet. But I want to get better and better. I’m still learning. But I know a girl is just like a woman because we both belong to men. We are nothing but property. We live only to serve our Owner. I know my proper place.” She reached out and touched my hand. “Please don’t be afraid to use me, Ishmael. I only exist to please men. It’s my reason for living.”
I think I must have stopped breathing there for a moment, because I felt faint. I inhaled deeply. Then I puffed out my cheeks and exhaled loudly. I looked at blonde Wanda. I looked at redheaded Brenda. Both the woman and the girl were among the most beautiful females I had ever seen in my life. Here they were offering themselves to me, without limits, and without asking anything from me in return.
I lifted my hands, moving them to the sides of my face, palms facing inward. Then I extended my hands so one palm touched Brenda’s cheek and one touched Wanda’s. Both the woman and the girl tilted their heads to lean into my palms as I caressed their faces. They were like two kittens. Wanda closed her eyes and smiled, placing her hand on top of mine. Brenda turned her face toward my hand and kissed my palm.
I moved my hands further back on their heads, running my fingers through Brenda’s red hair and Wanda’s blonde hair. Then I pulled both women towards me. They both opened their mouths to kiss me. My tongue went into Brenda’s mouth first, probing and exploring it while her tongue caressed mine. We tasted one another. The chemistry was good. As I kissed the redhead, the blonde girl peppered my cheek with kisses. Wanda began kissing me on the cheek nearest my mouth, then left a trail of kisses all the way to my ear. When her kisses reached my ear, she stopped and whispered “May I blow you while you kiss Brenda, Master?”
Abruptly I stopped kissing the redhead, pulling my tongue from her mouth. I turned my head and found myself eyeball to eyeball with the 14-year-old blonde. I kissed her on the mouth and she opened to receive my tongue. She tasted good. I broke off the kiss and issued my first masterful command:
“Blow me, young cunt” I said.
Wanda smiled. “Thank you, Master. It’s an honor to blow you.”
I watched as the 14-year-old blonde angel dropped to her knees, unzipped my fly, and freed my already stiff penis from its confinement. Wanda’s eyes lit up. She gazed at my dick hungrily, as if today was Christmas and she had just opened the best gift ever. She put her hands flat, palm-facing-palm, on either side of my dick, as if she were praying to it. Then she looked me in the eye. “Master, thank you so much for letting me do this!” The teenager girl opened her mouth, spread her hands apart, and took my cock into her mouth. She began licking and sucking like a pro.
I couldn’t believe it. This 14-year-old blonde beauty was sucking my cock and thanking me for the privilege of doing it. Her velvety tongue worked eagerly while her head bobbed up and down, my dick going further and further into her mouth with every downward movement of her head.
While my attention was focused on the young blonde girl sucking my dick, the redheaded woman had removed her blouse and bra. I noticed this when she lifted her large white breasts and presented her large, pale-pink nipples to me. She held them within a hand’s width of my face and asked “Master, would you like to use my breasts? Please command me, Master. I exist only for your pleasure.”
I took a breast in each hand and buried my face between them. They were large, soft, and white as milk. Her nipples were very pale pink, round and well-defined. Her nipples were fairly large; about the same diameter as tea cup. Her breasts were fragrant with the same rose perfume I had smelled on Brenda’s face. As I kissed and suckled her breasts, I heard Brenda making soft sounds of pleasure. Her “ooh” and “ahh” sounds were interspersed with soft words that I could not make out at first; perhaps because I kept burying my face between her big breasts, which were large enough to cover my ears. And then I caught her words. I heard the phrase Brenda had been saying over and over again, in between her cooing sounds: “Thank you, Master ... Thank you, Master.”
With my dick in the little blonde girl’s mouth, and with my mouth busy sucking the redhead’s tits, I could have cum right then and there. But I wanted to explore what else these two, sexy slaves could do beyond the mind-blowing preliminaries.
I put my hand on Wanda’s head and gently pushed her off my cock. I let Brenda’s big breasts fall back to her chest with a mild thump. Then I inhaled deeply. “OK, slaves. Let’s see what else you are good for.”
Both of them looked at me wide-eyed.
“We will do anything you ask, Master” Brenda said quickly.
“My body and soul are yours, Master” said Wanda.
I removed all of my clothes as I paused to assess the situation. The bare-chested redhead stood before me, her large pink-nippled breasts hanging down pleasingly, but her skirt still in place. “Take the rest of your clothes off, slave” I commanded. Brenda smiled at being told exactly what to do. She twisted to the side, looked down at her waist, moved her hands to her garment and unzipped the skirt, which fell to the floor. Her panties were lacy white. Turning to face me, with a saucy smile on her lips, she grasped her panties near her hips. Then Brenda bent forward and pushed her panties to her ankles. Her large breasts swung from side to side as she bent over. Her long red hair touched the floor. As she stood up again, I could finally see her full body in all its glory.
Brenda’s body was curvaceous and buxom. Her pure white skin was the perfect background for her beautiful red pubic bush. Her shapely hips were perfectly proportioned. Brenda held her hands straight up above her head and swiveled her hips from side to side and began to dance. She turned slowly full circle, with her arms above her head intertwining and then coming apart repeatedly like a pair of hypnotic serpents. As she turned her back to me, I got my first good look at her ass. It was pear-shaped and flawless. Her white skin was without the slightest blemish. Her alabaster butt-cheeks moved as she swiveled her hips, each cheek displaying a fetching dimple as it moved.
Brenda completed her turn and looked at me expectantly. I realized that she was awaiting further orders. “Cup your hands under your breasts and hold them up. Present your breasts to me. I own them, don’t I bitch?”
Brenda smiled. “Yes, Master. You own my breasts for now. My Master owns them. I hope you find a good slave for yourself. One who pleases you completely. You will own her breasts.”
I ran my hand into young Wanda’s hair and grabbed some, pulling her to her feet. She winced, but followed the movement of my hand without complaint. Letting go of her hair, I commanded her: “Strip, you little bitch.”
Wanda smiled just as Brenda had at receiving a direct command. “Thank you for calling me a little bitch, Master” she said pulling off her pink half-top. Her soft young breasts where like shallow white soup bowls, her nipples pink and prominent. “I like when my Master calls me dirty names” Wanda said as she shimmied out of her shorts, revealing her pink panties. “Mommy says that girls should always be grateful when their Master calls them dirty names.” She hooked her thumbs between her hips and her panties. “It shows that he likes using them” she said as she pulled her panties down to her knees, revealing a few, sparse blonde pubic hairs. “Every girl wants to be used by her Master” Wanda said as she stood on one leg, pulling her other leg out of her panties, which dropped to the floor. “It’s the right thing, for a girl to be owned by a man.” She looked at me with utter devotion. Then she sighed. “There’s nothing better” she said with an innocent girlish smile.
I was stunned. I had just yanked this little girl up by her hair and called her a bitch, and here she was stripping on command, and thanking me! The girl and the woman both were behaving as perfect slaves. So far, at least. But I hadn’t put them through all their paces yet.
I got up from the chair and grabbed young Wanda around her waist with one hand while feeling up her breasts with the other. I kissed her roughly, plunging my tongue into her mouth. I could smell the odor of my own penis on her breath. I moved my hand down from her waist to her pubic area. I snaked one finger down the slit between the girl’s pubic mounds. I felt the wetness of her young pussy. Then I moved my finger up to her clitoris and started rubbing it in small, tight circles. Letting go of her small breasts with the other hand, I moved my hand around to her back, then down to her ass. I continued to kiss the girl as I squeezed her firm young buttocks. I pushed my hand between her butt-cheeks and sent a finger down towards her anus. I found her little star and rubbed my finger against it. The 14-year-old kissed me more passionately as I fingered her clit with one hand and inserted a finger into her anus with the other.
I continued to play with the girl’s body for a few more minutes, then I pulled my fingers out of her. I raised first one finger, then the other toward my nose, sniffing the distinct scents of her vagina and her anus. Then, one after the other, I put each of those fingers into Wanda’s mouth and commanded “Suck it clean.” The girl gazed into my eyes seductively as she sucked my fingers eagerly, never taking her eyes off me.
“You’re a good whore, little girl” I said as I withdrew my fingers from her mouth.
“Thank you, Master” she said brightly. “It is a great honor to serve you.”
I took Wanda by the hand as I turned my head towards Brenda, who stood at attention with her hands holding up her big beautiful breasts like a soldier presenting on parade ground. “Come with me, little bitch” I said to the 14-year-old as I led her over to Brenda. We both knelt in front of the buxom redhead. I put my face into Brenda’s pubic bush and inhaled the fragrance of her vaginal area. She smelled very good.
“Spread your legs shoulder width apart, bitch” I told the redhead. She complied immediately.
I put one hand to Brenda’s vagina and spread her lips. I licked up and down, and then back and forth. The redhead moaned with pleasure. Her cooing sounds were again interspersed with soft words: “Thank you, Master ... Thank you, Master.” The buxom redhead with the fragrant pussy chanted those words as if she were offering prayers of gratitude.
I stopped licking Brenda’s pussy and turned to young Wanda. “Have you ever eaten cunt, little girl?”
Wanda nodded. “Oh, of course, Master. Brenda is my new Mommy, so I could learn to eat pussy and be in threesomes with her and our Master. But...” she paused for a moment, with a look of disgust on her face. Wanda’s young forehead wrinkled for a moment. “Couldn’t I suck your cock instead? I’d really rather suck you off and swallow your cum than eat cunt. I was born to serve men, not women. Please, please, Master, let me suck you again. Please?”
I smiled at the little blonde. “Not now. Right now I want to see your cunt-lapping skills.” I patted the pretty 14-year-old on her blonde head, then kissed her on the mouth. “You’ll get to blow me again later, little bitch. I want to see your beautiful mouth eating Brenda’s cunt. Show me what you can do, bitch. Do it now.”
Wanda nodded her head. “Yes, Master. Of course, Master. Your word is my law.” She reached up and spread Brenda’s pussy lips, then began licking in a very precise way. She had clearly been trained in how to do this. Her motions were deft and coordinated. The little girl was as skilled at eating cunt as she was at sucking dick. I was happy to know that she preferred sucking dick, though.
After watching the child eat out the woman for a few minutes, I grabbed Wanda by the hair and pulled her face away from Brenda’s red snatch. I turned the little blonde to face me and kissed her deeply. I tasted Brenda’s pussy juices in the young girl’s mouth. Upon ending the kiss, I commanded Wanda: “Get on the bed. Lay on your back and spread your legs.”
Wanda smiled. “Yes, Master!” she said happily.
I stood up in front of the redheaded Brenda, taking her big breasts into my hands, as I watched the young blonde climb onto the bed, lay back, and spread her legs. Wanda’s almost hairless pussy and saucer-shaped young breasts with their prominent pink nipples were the perfect accompaniment to her stunningly beautiful young face. As she smiled at me, her golden hair framed her face. Her strikingly blue eyes and blonde hair made her look like an angel.
I turned back to Brenda, kneading her big breasts like dough as I planted a kiss on her mouth. She opened to receive me while I manhandled her mammaries. She put her hands on my head and ran her fingers through my hair as we kissed. As I came up for air, breaking the kiss, Brenda put her mouth next to my ear. “Please let me serve you, Master. Command me. I will do anything. Command me and I will be grateful.”
I took her by the hair and positioned her face right in front of mine. “This is what I want, bitch” I told her forcefully. “I’m going to eat that little girl’s cunt before I fuck her. I want you to blow me while I do it. Then I am going to mount her and fuck that 14-year-old cunt. While I’m fucking her, I want you to present these to me...” I grabbed her breasts and yanked them upward, causing her to wince “ ... and keep them right near my mouth so I can suck and bite them any time I please.” I released her breasts and they flopped down onto her chest. “Got it, bitch?” I asked.
Brenda gave me a crooked smile. “Thank you, Master. I love being abused like that. Please abuse my tits to your heart’s content. I only exist to serve the needs of men. I am honored to serve you, Master.” Then she kissed me passionately, reaching her hand down to my penis and stroking it lightly. She stopped kissing and whispered in my ear again. “I hope you’ll fuck me, too. In every hole. Use me. Call me dirty names. Treat me like trash. My greatest desire is to please you. I am nothing. You are everything.”
I kissed her again. Then I pulled back and rested my forehead against hers, our eyes inches apart. “I will use you, bitch” I said. “I will treat you like trash and fuck you in every hole.”
Brenda sighed as her eyes rolled upwards. Her eyelids fluttered above the arc of her smile. Her mouth opened halfway. The tip of her tongue extended slightly and slithered around her lips from bottom to top. Her body shivered for a moment. “Thank you, Master” Brenda said. “I worship you. Your pleasure is my only goal.”
I put my arm around her waist and she put hers around mine as we stepped over to the bed. I knelt down by the side of the bed and grabbed young Wanda by her smooth, youthful legs, pulling her towards me. She got the idea right away and scooted her young pussy towards the edge of the bed. The 14-year-old blonde beauty raised her knees towards her head, putting a hand behind each knee to keep her legs up. I got the full view of her young pussy and her clean, pink anus from this angle.
As I was enjoying the sight of the blonde teenager’s pussy and ass, my buxom redhead Brenda was on the floor, kneeling and contorting her body so that she could blow me. From the very first moment that Brenda took my cock into her mouth, I became certain that his twenty-something beauty was the one who had taught young Wanda her blowjob skills. The position that Brenda and I were in was far from the ideal for giving or receiving a blowjob. Yet this hot redhead used her lips, tongue, mouth, and throat in the most amazing ways. Cupping my balls in one hand, she put an arm around my waist for stability. She took my penis into her mouth as if it were the most precious thing in the universe. She knew exactly where and how to lick my dick to provide me with maximum pleasure. The redhead pumped her head within the confined space available, always careful never to let my penis leave her mouth. Brenda used her mouth to create a powerful suction even as her tongue licked rapidly and precisely. At the same time that she was working these wonders of pleasure, I heard and felt her humming. The sound vibrations that reached my ear were the late arrivals; my penis felt these vibrations at their origin, and it felt amazing. Brenda was not aimlessly making sounds, though. Her humming had a certain frequency and pitch that seemed to resonate with my body. My dick, my balls, the perineum between my balls and my anus, and even my internal organs in the lower part of my body were being stimulated by the siren song of Brenda’s blowjob.
While beautiful, buxom Brenda was using her mouth to perform unprecedentedly wonderful service to my penis, my mouth and hands were focused on the naked 14-year-old blonde angel holding her knees and presenting her pussy and ass for my delectation. I began to alternately lick Wanda’s pussy and her anus, moving my tongue from one to the other, spending about half a minute with each.
“Ooo, that feels so good, Master” she said as I licked her pussy.
“Ooo, that feels good too, Master” the young girl said as I licked her anus.
“I hope you’re going to fuck me in both holes, Master” Wanda said. “My body only exists to serve the pleasure of men. Use me any way you please.”
I stopped licking for a moment. “I am going to fuck you in both holes, bitch. Count on it!”
Wanda smiled her blonde, blue-eyed angelic smile. “Thank you, Master” she said. “You are so good to me! I am unworthy.”
I licked her pussy more passionately now, even as Brenda’s amazing mouth and tongue worked their wonders on my cock. If this went on much longer, I knew that I would cum in Brenda’s mouth. I wanted to save that joy for later. I reached down and grabbed the buxom redhead by her long hair and pulled her head slowly off my dick. “That’s enough for now, bitch. You are an amazing cocksucker. In that cramped spot, you were giving me the best blowjob I’ve ever had!”
“Thank you, Master” Brenda said with genuine gratitude. “It was my pleasure, truly. I was trained for this. I worked very hard to get good at it. It’s the main thing I am teaching Wanda. We both live only to serve men. It is a great honor to suck your dick, Master.”
I reached for one of her breasts and, grasping it, used it to pull her toward me. We kissed. “You’re a great whore, Brenda.”
She almost blushed. “Thank you, Master. I want to be the best whore I can possibly be for you. I am so honored to serve you.”
Then I had a thought. “Show me how you eat a young girl’s cunt.”
Brenda got the same look of mild consternation and disgust on her face that Wanda had when I asked the 14-year-old blonde to eat the twenty-something redhead’s cunt. “Couldn’t I suck your cock again instead, Master? I would really rather suck dick than eat cunt, or have my cunt eaten. Sucking a man’s penis is so much more wonderful and pleasurable and good than eating pussy. Please, Master? Please let me blow you again.”
I smiled in satisfaction. These bitches had both been trained to prefer fellatio over cunnilingus, whether giving or receiving. Whoever trained these cunts really knew what they were doing.
“I’ll let you blow me again later, bitch. Right now I want you to show me how you eat cunt” I commanded.
Brenda sighed. “Yes, Master. Your wish is my command.” And with that she put her mouth to the young Wanda’s pussy and began licking. I moved my head close so that I could see exactly what Brenda did with her tongue and her fingers. Most of her moves I already knew. A couple were novel. What really surprised me though was that neither Wanda nor Brenda made any noises of pleasure and satisfaction. When I was eating Wanda’s cunt, she enjoyed it. “Brenda” I said “stop eating Wanda’s pussy. Begin licking her anus.”
“Yes, Master” Brenda responded, quickly moving her head down to the girl’s ass and licking her pink star. This did not elicit any pleasure sounds from the teenager either.
I grabbed Brenda by the hair and pulled her away. “Let me try” I said. I used my tongue on Wanda’s pink anus exactly as I had done it before.
“Ooo, thank you, Master” the young girl said. “Your tongue feels so good on my anus. Thank you for licking me there. And for licking me on my pussy. I am so honored that you would lick me in both places. Ahhh! I must be the luckiest girl in the world.”
I was beginning to see a pattern here. The woman and the girl had been perfectly trained to serve men and to take pleasure from what men did to them, but not to enjoy the same things when women did them. No lesbianism is possible for them! Their apparent bi-sexuality existed only when men demanded to see it demonstrated. This woman and this girl were 100% heterosexual and completely devoted to serving men. They would perform lesbian acts reluctantly, and only when men required that they do so.
Whoever trained these bitches was a genius!
I stopped licking Wanda. “Move back further on the bed, bitch” I commanded. “It’s time to fuck your pussy.”
Wanda beamed with joy. “Yes, Master! Thank you, Master!” She scooted her young body into the middle of the bed. As I climbed on the bed to mount her, Brenda followed and lay down next to the girl. Just as I had commanded, Brenda held her breasts for me so they would be near my head and mouth when I started fucking the little girl.
I grabbed my dick and directed into Wanda’s 14-year-old pussy slit. As the head of my cock touched her cunt, Wanda made a cooing sound. When I pushed the head inside her, she drew in a breath quite rapidly. “Ooo!” she said as she exhaled “Thank you Master!”
I lay down on top of the girl and began to drill my dick into her cunt, thrusting slowly at first, but going deeper and deeper with every thrust. Since I was a head taller than the 14-year-old, I could not kiss Wanda on the mouth while I fucked her. But Brenda was there, holding her tits in both hands and presenting them to my mouth. I sucked one, then the other, going back and forth between them like a man in love with a pair of beautiful twins. Her breasts were so soft, her skin so silky, and her nipples so sweet. Her twin breasts were my double-loves.
As I continued to fuck young Wanda, her body responded by matching my rhythm. My adult male body and her teenaged girl’s body were perfectly in synch. My pleasure in fucking her was immense. I had never fucked a child before. The youngest girl I had ever fucked was eighteen-years-old, when I was a freshman in college. This bitch was one third younger than that. What I was going was completely illegal in every state in the USA. And I didn’t care a bit about that! This 14-year-old child wanted what I was doing every bit as much as I did. Wanda asked me to fuck her. To use her for my pleasure. And that’s precisely what I was doing.
Wanda began panting rapidly. I could tell that she was close to an orgasm. “Master” she whispered. “Master!” she said louder. “Master!” she yelled. “Oh, Master!” she screamed. “Master, Master, Master, Master!” she cried out with joy. “I’m cumming, Master!” she said as she held me tightly and kissed my chest. “Master! Dear God – Master!” Her kisses were more rapid. She sucked on my nipples. “I love you, Master! Thank you, Master!” Her kissing was frenzied now, animal-like. “I adore you! I worship you! Mmmm! Mmmm! Mmmm!”
I had to slow down or I would surely cum in this young girl’s cunt. Her waves of orgasms were subsiding just in time. She continued to kiss me and express her devotion in words that were barely comprehensive. I kissed the top of her blonde head. Then I lay there on top of her, resting.
As I relaxed, I turned my head to the side, where Brenda still held out her big, beautiful breasts for me to suck. I took a nipple into my mouth and resumed the sucking I had been doing minutes before. Brenda sighed with pleasure as I sucked her tit. “Thank you, Master” she said. “You are so good to us. Thank you for sucking my tits. Thank you for letting me blow you earlier. And thank you for letting Wanda blow you, too.” She paused. “Wanda” she said somewhat loudly, “what do you say to our Master?”
Lifting myself up a few inches, I looked down at the little girl under me. Her golden hair was all I saw at first. The she lifted her head up towards me. Her eyes were half-closed, and she had the dreamy look on her face of a girl who had just been well-fucked. “Thank you, Master” she said. “I am eternally grateful to you for fucking me. How can I ever repay you?”
I turned and looked at Brenda. Her face showed the satisfaction of a teacher whose student had just passed a crucial test. “That’s right, dear” she said. “Always thank your Master for using you. No matter what he does to you, always thank him. Always remember that men are everything and we are nothing. Anything they do to us is worthy of our eternal thanks.”
My head practically spun around on my neck. Was I really hearing that? Was this woman telling this young girl that she had to be eternally grateful for a man doing ANYTHING to her? I had to find out.
I pulled my dick out of Wanda’s sopping pussy, lifted myself up, then told Brenda to move backward a little bit so I could lay next to her with her breasts near my mouth. She complied instantly, just as I had come to expect. Then I addressed young Wanda.
“You are eternally grateful to me, aren’t you little girl?” I said.
“Yes, Master” Wanda replied. “I am eternally grateful to you for fucking me. How can I ever repay you?”
I smirked as I looked Brenda in the eye before giving Wanda my next order. “Lick my anus, little girl” I said.
“Yes, Master. Thank you, Master” Wanda said without missing a beat. I felt the bed bounce a bit as the 14-year-old moved down and placed her head next to my ass. I felt her kiss one of my butt-cheeks, then the other. She spread my cheeks and kissed my anus. Her voice was slightly muffed because her head was between my cheeks, but I heard her clearly say “Thank you for letting me do this, Master. It is such an honor for me to be able to lick your anus.” Then I felt her velvety young tongue begin to lick my asshole.
I watched Brenda’s face the whole time that Wanda was thanking me and licking me. Brenda looked, once again, like a teacher who was happy with her student’s progress. But she showed something more. I detected a hint of jealousy, I thought. So I asked her.
“Brenda, do you wish it was you down there licking my asshole?”
She nodded. “Yes, Master.” There was a slight look of sadness on her face. “I know men prefer young girls. I try to make up for my age by using my breasts. But I’m not 14 anymore. I will always be second place now.”
I felt terribly sorry for even asking. I reached up with both hands and cupped her face between them. “Oh, no, no, my darling” I said. “You are wonderful! You gave me the best blowjob I’ve ever had in my life. And I’m in love with your big tits. They are perfect. I could suck and bite them forever! And I am going to fuck you. In every hole. And I promise to cum in your mouth.”
Brenda’s eyebrows went up, she blinked twice, and a tiny tear formed at the corner of one eye. Her lips quivered. “Thank you, Master! You are so kind. I don’t deserve your kindness. You are everything and I am nothing.” Then she began to weep.
I pulled her head to my shoulder and rubbed Brenda’s back to comfort her. My heart went out to this young woman. She was a world-class beauty, a sexual goddess, and a perfect whore who would do anything to please a man. Yet here she was, crying on my shoulder, because she didn’t have the “honor” of licking my anus. Meanwhile, the 14-year-old blonde angel who was still licking my anus was making sounds of joy as she continued her dirty deed.
I paused to wonder: Had I died and gone to heaven?
As I held Brenda close she continued to sob softly. Her wavy red hair seemed to waft her intoxicating fragrance up to me, like exotic spices carried over the sea. Her soft, abundant breasts pressed against my chest as I held her close. My penis, which had lost its erection when Brenda had broken down in tears, was beginning to rise to attention. And young Wanda continued to lick my anus joyfully.
I took Brenda’s head in my hand and gently tilted her face upwards. Even though her face was wracked with tears, the green-eyed redhead was still devastatingly beautiful. I kissed her full on the mouth. She accepted my kiss gratefully. Our tongues rolled around in one another’s mouths. I slowly broke the kiss, gazed into Brenda’s green eyes, and asked her solicitously: “Would you like to blow me?”
“Oh, yes, Master!” she said eagerly. “Thank you. I would love to blow you again. It would be such an honor. And such a pleasure! I love blowing you. I could suck your dick all day and all night!”
With those words said, the gorgeous redhead moved down, opened her mouth, and received my cock into it. She looked up at me, my cock in her mouth, and smiled. Her green eyes sparkled. She tried to speak, and of course her words were garbled, but I understood exactly what she was saying: “Thank you for letting me blow you, Master. I am eternally grateful to you for letting me blow you. How can I ever repay you?”