by Emmie Combs
She had been rightfully mad about the spot Josh had left on the dinner plate when doing the dishes.
Josh was so hungry that he lapped up every drop of the milk, being careful of course not to get any on Mistress's precious sheets, even though he knew the milk was laced with horny goat weed to keep Josh's organ throbbing and erect for the amusement of Mistress and her friends.
He was that hungry.
When he was done, he looked up at Mistress expectantly, with what he hoped were sad puppy dog eyes.
"No, my pet," Mistress replied, ruffling his hair. "I need you hungry to entertain our guests. You understand, don't you? I will feed you after the party. Do you think Mistress would let her little slavey-wavey starve to death.
Then where would she get her fun? I will feed you tonight, slave, but not before."
With that Mistress left the room, Josh catching a glimpse of her firm ass as it rocked its way out the door. Despite himself, he felt his tool getting hard again.
Probably just the goat weed talking, he thought.
It was a busy morning getting the place ready for the party. Josh vacuumed and scrubbed and picked up, all the time wearing nothing of course but his collar and chains. The same outfit he knew he would be wearing to the party.
No wonder Mistress's house was the "girls'" favorite venue for playing bridge. Josh doubted their husbands would be so approving if they knew about Josh. He suspected that he was a well-kept secret among Mistress's circle.
Mistress decided to use him as a serving tray again, strapping him to the table and smearing pate and dip all over his cock and balls and nipples for the "girls" to scrape off with their crackers or to lick off directly if they so chose.
Each of the "girls" greeted him in a different manner. Mrs. Silverstein ran her pudgy hands all over Josh's torso and thighs, talking off half the dip in the process, which she proceeded to cram down her voracious gullet. Mrs. Thornton, on the other hand, concentrated on licking every last bit of cracker decoration off of Josh's swollen prick, which she then plunged into her mouth. She bobbed her head up and down on it for a good fifteen minutes, trying to see if she could trap Josh into violating his Mistress's commands by coming. When she finally gave up, she patted Josh on the tummy and turned to Mistress and said, "That's a well trained slave you have there, Sophie. My Milton would have come the first time I touched his pathetic little shriveled wiener. Which I haven't for the past seven years for that very reason."
She looked down at him again. "You are good boy, Josh. Mistress is lucky to have you. If she ever mistreats you, just give little old Mistress Wilma here a call, OK?" She cackled, patted Josh on the tummy once more and took her place at the bridge table.
Mrs. Simon was content to grab Josh's balls and squeeze them as hard as she could, while Josh writhed in pain. She smiled at Josh as she licked the dip from her fingers. "We will have time to play, later my pet. I am going to crush the juice right out of those pathetic little balls of yours and straight into my cooze. We will see what Josh's little Mistress does to little Joshie then, won't we, my bad little slave?"
She gave Josh's aching balls one more crushing squeeze before she too took her place at the bridge table.
The "hors d'oeuvres" having been served, the girls began to deal the cards.
It was not long before Mrs. Thornton began to complain of boredom, as she always did. So they got up from the table, unstrapped Josh and brought him over to Mrs. Thornton's chair and made him kneel down before her.
She hiked up her skirt to her waist. She was not wearing panties, which came as no surprise to Josh, as he had cured Mrs. Thornton's "boredom" many times before. This was far from his first "bridge party."
He saw that her pubic hairs were starting to turn gray, as she spread her legs on the bridge chair to give Josh better access to her. The other women forced Josh's head into her and then chained his arms around her chair so that he could not move his head even an inch backward. Obediently, he began to tongue her, even as the three other women pushed Mrs. Thornton's chair back into place underneath the bridge table.
Mrs. Simon took off her shoe and began to assault Josh's balls with her foot while he ate Mrs. Thornton, who was by now slouching far down in her chair to push her mound more tightly against Josh's mouth.
So it went for the next two rubbers, with Mrs. Thornton making bids such as "Two oh my God" and "Double it baby, double it and redouble it, Josh, honey." She moaned and screamed her way through several hands, while Mrs. Simon tortured Josh's aching balls with her foot.
She did not tire of Josh's attentions until Josh caused her to lose count of the cards, attempt a needless finesse, and lose the third rubber. For that, her partner, Mrs. Simon gave Josh a swift kick in the balls.
By this time, Mrs. Silverstein was shifting uncomfortably in her chair.
"What's the matter, Thelma, dear?" Mistress inquired. "Hemorrhoids acting up again?"
"Yeah, got a nasty little bugger this week," Mrs. Silverstein told her hostess. "Can't seem to get comfortable with it."
"You need to keep them clean, Thelma. I've told you that. Ever try a tongue bath?"
"No, do you honestly think that would help?"
"TONGUE BATH! TONGUE BATH!" the other three ladies chanted in unison.
They unchained Josh from Mrs. Thornton's crotch and led him into the bedroom.
They had Mrs. Sliverstein strip off all her clothes, get up on her hands and knees on the bed and spread her huge buttocks with her hands, her pendulous breasts hanging beneath her.
They chained Josh's arms to the eyehooks in the headboard so that his face was forced into Mrs. Silverstein's ass.
By now they had all stripped. The fun and games would begin in earnest now.
"Go ahead, Dr. Josh. Clean her. Relieve that poor creature's suffering," Mistress commanded.
Josh could see the problem in question. It was a rather nasty looking devil. An externalized hemorrhoid that extruded from Mrs. Silverstein's paradoxically tight little anus. Better than a deep internal one from the standpoint of the hygienic procedure about to be applied, he figured.
Tentatively, he stuck out his tongue to make preliminary contact with the offending vein. He sincerely hoped Mrs. Silverstein maintained good bowel habits. It looked clean enough on this end.
He licked the swollen vessel softly until Mistress pulled on violently his chains, wedging his head firmly between Mrs. Silverstein's ample buttocks.
"That is not how you clean my guests, slave. I will show you how to clean an ass. I want your tongue inside her, where it counts. We need to get at the root of this problem. I will show you how to treat her ass, slave. You just do exactly to hers what I do to yours."
With that, Mistress retrieved her favorite vibrator from the case. This was not just any vibrator. American manufacturers didn't make vibrator motors with the horsepower to suit Mistress. She had been forced to devise her own. She had adapted his particular vibrator to run off a chain saw motor.
Mistress yanked violently on the cord and the chain saw motor sprang to life. It sounded as though she were going to chop down a tree. She looked like a nightmare straight out of Texas Chain Saw Massacre as she held the oversized vibrator aloft.
It was running going back and forth at speeds that must have exceeded one hundred miles an hour.
A malicious anticipatory grin spread over Mrs. Simon's lips. Her dark areolas heaved with each excited breath.
"Lube him up," Mistress said.
Mrs. Thornton applied the KY jelly to Josh's ass, cramming it up his hole with a gloved hand.
"Now spread him for me, girls," Mistress commanded.
Mrs. Simon and Mrs. Thornton obediently spread the cheeks of Josh's ass wide apart.
Mistress lowered the boom on the oversize vibrator and revved up the motor to an even higher pitch before she plunged it deeply into Josh's waiting ass.
Josh felt as though he was going to be split apart. His ass was still sore from when Mistress had
used him with the double dildo the prior afternoon.
Nonetheless, he did not want to be punished, so he tried to match the vibrator's motions with the thrusts of his tongue up Mrs. Silverstein's ass. The old bird wiggled her ass on Josh's face and screamed and moaned in delight.
Soon, however, she began to complain once more.
"His tongue is not long enough to reach it all. I will need his prick. I want his long prick inside me, reaming me out."
Exasperated, Mistress pulled the vibrator out of Josh's ass and took his prick, which was still jutting straight upward due to all the horny goat weed he had consumed, and plunged it into Mrs. Silverstein's ass.
The other two women tightened the chains and placed Josh's hands on Mrs. Silverstein's massive breasts.
Obediently, he began to pump into Mrs. Sliverstein as hard as he could.
"You need to be long for this one, Joshie, so we are going to help you. But you must remember, you mustn't come, no matter what we do. We have many uses in store for you before this little soiree is over.
"OK, girls!" Mistress exclaimed, and then nodded to her compatriots. Mrs. Thornton bent down to take Josh's right ball into her mouth, while on the other side, Mrs. Simon did the same with Josh's left ball.
Meanwhile, Mistress rammed the industrial strength vibrator into Josh's ass and tugged the cord once more. Josh could swear he smelt smoke coming out of his asshole.
"Now remember Josh honey, don't come. Do her right, but don't come. We all want to use you."
Josh used the vibrator in his as a kind of metronome to time his thrusts into Mrs. Silverstein's wriggling ass. Her anus was even tighter than he remembered, and it began to contract around Josh's prick, milking it as he thrust into her.
Meanwhile, Mrs. Thornton had his entire right ball in her mouth and was sucking it and repeatedly popping it over her teeth and gums.
Mrs. Simon was cruelly squeezing his left ball, mashing her teeth straight into it.
And Mistress angled the vibrator against his prostrate for good measure.
Despite his extensive training, Josh could hold out no longer against the assault on his control. As Mrs. Silverstein's tight anus milked his cock like the teat of an Angus cow, he could feel his right ball jump in Mrs. Thornton's mouth at the same time that Mrs. Simon bit viciously down on his left one.
A week's worth of jism poured out of Josh's impossibly swollen cock, to make its way up Mrs. Silverstein's eager intestines. He collapsed on the softness of Mrs. Silverstein's naked back, his hands still gripping her breasts.
He knew he was in trouble now. He had lost control.
Now they would abuse him for sure.
The End.
A Massage for Master
Rose brushed a strand of hair from her face, "Ready to get out Master?"
"Yes Slave, dry me off."
Rose pulled the plug in the warm bath water and got off her knees to grab the fluffy white towel. Her Master Ben stood up and waited for her to dry him off. She started at his head and worked her way down to his feet. The air was very steamy from the bath water so her Master got sweaty, however she was drying him off the best she could.
Even though she was naked like she always was when washing Ben, she was sweaty herself from washing her Master and tried to hurry so they could go into the bedroom for some cooler air. When she finished she kissed his feet and waited on her knees for Ben to step out. As he did so he patted her head, "Good girl."
Ben lay down on the bed waiting for his slave to pamper him.
"Master would you like to be rubbed down with powder or lotion today?" she asked.
"Both Slave, but I'm a little hot right now, just massage my feet for a few minutes while I cool off."
Rose replied, "Yes Master."
Rose went to the foot of the bed and rubbed her Master's feet. She really enjoyed doing it and amazingly it relaxed them both. Every few minutes after rubbing them she would lean down and kiss each foot, sometimes even licking them from the heel to toe. She heard a soft snore and shook herself from her reverie. Looking at the clock she thought to herself, "Wow, I've been doing this for over a half our now!"
She got the lotion out and Ben stirred at the quiet noise she made as she walked around to rub him down. Still half asleep he absently stroked her side with his hand as she started to massage him. Starting at his face she rubbed the cool lotion over his cheeks and forehead. Neck, chest and arms are next. She took her time over each section so she doesn't miss a spot.
They didn't speak much during these weekend massages. Ben because he enjoyed the pampering form his Slave and Rose because she was focused on making it enjoyable as possible for her Master.
She moved down to his cock and balls. Like always it grew at her attention to it and as always that brought a little smile to her face. Focusing on her task at hand she reluctantly left his area and moved to his legs.
"Master would you like to turn over so I can get your backside?"
Ben rolled himself over so she could now do his back. Taking the lotion she rubbed it into his neck. She did her best to do a deep tissue massage there to ease any tensions away. She stroked, rubbed and massaged his neck and upper back for several moments, his little moans of pleasure let her know she was doing it right. She placed light kisses down his back ready to move on to his ass and lower back.
As she was rubbing his ass down Rose couldn't help but rub her thighs together a little. God help her but even doing this for her Master turned her on to some degree. She placed a few kisses on his tight ass, admiring it as she did so.
Her Master did a lot of walking so she took extra time to work over his leg muscles as well. That chore finally done she got the powder out to start at his feet.
She kissed his feet softly at first but then somewhat harder as she gets into worshiping her Master. Taking the powder she softly rubbed it onto his feet. She noticed a small rough spot on his big toenail and quickly took care of it with a nail file. His feet properly pampered she gave his toes a quick lick and moved back over his legs, ass and back with the powder.
Once again she took her time on his upper back and neck. Not sure if Ben was awake or not she gently shook him, "Master I finished your back, let me powder your front please."
Slowly he rolled back over and Rose powdered his front side starting at his chest, then his cock and balls followed by legs and finally his feet.
She noticed her Master was once again almost asleep so she decided to massage his feet for awhile. After all it was the weekend, it wasn't like they had anything pressing to do.
Rose kneeled at the foot of the bed and picked up his left foot. She does a couple deep finger strokes with her hand and then took his big toe in her mouth and gently sucked. Still massaging his foot she moved on to the next toe and did that until each toe had been given proper attention.
Fairly aroused by now she took his two middle toes in her mouth and ran her tongue over them, sucking them, licking them. Hungry for more she put down his left foot and picked up the right. Doing the same thing she started with his big toe and worked her way over his toes. So engrossed in what she was doing she didn't notice her Master. He noticed what she was doing and was becoming as aroused as she was.
Rose's pussy was fairly wet by now from what she was doing to her Master. Ben not being able to take much more said, "Slave lick my cock."
Rose looked up from her Master's feet and saw his cock standing at full attention. Seeing it that way made her all the more hungry for her Master. Happily she complied.
Taking his erect dick in one hand she kneeled between his legs and took her tongue and slowly ran it over him from the base to the tip and back down over his balls. Even to the underside of his balls. She gave his balls attention for a few minutes, licking them and massaging them.
Rose wanted her Master. She wanted him to cum, wanted to feel his cock in her mouth. She cupped his balls with one hand and took his cock in her mouth. Sliding it in and out she tried to make it as plea
surable as possible. She ran her tongue over the tip and she sucked.
Ben was stroking her hair, completely reveling in the feel of his Slave's mouth on his cock. She sucked his head hard and squeezed his balls a little harder. Then she took his dick deeper, as deep as she could and worked his cock up and down.
Unable to control himself her Master moaned in pleasure at how she was fucking him with her mouth. Rose wanted her Master to cum, she ached to feel his juice in her mouth. She worked her mouth faster now, playtime was over she wanted his cum. Her Master had a large deep orgasm. A large wad of cum filled her mouth which she swallowed for him.
Exhausted now from all the servicing she had done. She licked his limp dick clean and excused herself to wash up. Her pussy was so wet with need one would've thought she had cum but she did not. Her Master just had that effect on her.
Ben also exhausted from his ejaculation lay on the bed until she came back. Giving each foot a kiss she asked, "Ready to start the day Master?"
He turned to look at the time. It was noon already. "Damn Slave, noon already."
Smirking she replied, "Time flies Master when you are being pampered. Time well spent as far as I'm concerned."
"Yes, good job girl. You earned some relaxing time yourself."
Rose was glad she pleased her Master but her relaxing time would have to wait. After getting permission to get dressed she carried on with some household chores and then some yard work which took most of the afternoon.
Periodically she checked on her Master to see if he needed anything. Taking time to kiss his feet and give his neck a quick massage as she did so. Other than a couple beers he kept himself occupied for most of the afternoon like he usually did on the weekends.
Evening had rolled around and it was time for Rose to be getting dinner ready. They rented a movie they had been wanting to see so as soon as she got it ready they would watch it.
Rose took a quick shower before dinner since she got dirty from the outdoor chores. Feeling much better afterward she put the steaks on the grill and the potatoes in the oven. Her Master opted to eat in his recliner with the movie so once dinner was ready she served him in his chair.