Toweling off, he sneaked quietly back in the room and got behind her. Her elbow was propped up and she held her chin in her hand. The other hand was between her legs and moving. 'Yep, she's playing with herself.' James thought. "What are you doing?" he asked, a grin crossing his face.
She jumped and turned. Her face was inches way from James' cock. "Oh, watching movie master." she replied, not taking her eyes off his crotch.
James glanced at the video. The same Asian girl was getting spanked and vibrated. Looking back at Ying, he said, "I meant your hand."
She looked at James and then to her hand, "It aches there." she said.
"It's from watching those videos. You're just horny." he explained. “You aren’t human if you don’t get aroused from watching them.”
"Like Lisa?" Ying asked, looking worried that she would feel like that all of the time.
"No, you just need some attention there." James explained, stepping back from being so close to her face. "You don't have a vibrator but I could help you if you want." thinking for a second, "Would you like to play?"
"Yes master." Ying replied, not really sure what he meant.
"Inspection!" James announced in the most commanding voice he could come up with. Ying got up off the chair and passed James then spread her legs standing in front of him in the middle of the floor. She clasped her arms behind her and blinked.
The translator was loud when it repeated his order. James turned it down a little. Turning back to his 'subject', "Let's see what we have to work with." looking her over top to bottom. James noticed a slight change in the girl. She had a lustful gleam in her eyes.
He started with her face, caressing the sides of her cheeks. Using his thumb, he brushed her lips. After a couple of seconds, he forced it between her lips and she opened. "Hmm, nice cock-sucking mouth." he quipped. "Stick out your tongue." he commanded and she forced it over his thumb.
Ying was mesmerized by James' change. He became dominate like the men in the movies. She squirmed a little when he demanded her tongue. It was so ... whatever the word, horny making.
"Now, what can I do with a tongue like that?" James pondered out loud. "I might make it lick my cock." and Ying felt a wave of goose bumps when the translator finished. "Let's see how your tongue tastes." and he bent down and sucked it in. Ying reflexively pulled it back out.
"Hmm, you didn't obey me. I said to stick out your tongue, not put it back in." then turned the little pint-sized vixen around and swatted her on her ass, not hard but just enough to make a loud noise. Turning her back around, James saw her face turn flush, "Stick out your tongue and hold it while I taste it." he explained.
Without hesitation, Ying stuck it out as far as she could and looked at James. He bent over once more, still amazed at how short she was, and sucked on her tongue, raking his tongue over hers. "Mmm, tasty." he said, straightening back up. "Let me see what I have to make you taste better." and James opened up the drawer containing his sex toys.
"Ah, here is something." and he pulled out a bottle of warming gel. Putting a drop on his finger, he dabbed it on her tongue, and urged her to taste it. "Now, where could I put it so I could lick it off?" he wondered out loud. "Those nipples could use some." he noted with a thoughtful look. Rubbing some on each, he felt them grow to hard little pebbles.
Letting the gel soak in a bit, he traced a gel-covered finger under each breast, heating up the underside. He put one more dab on his finger and squatted; his cock was hard and pointed up at Ying. She soaked in the view of her master’s manhood.
James traced the sides of her mound; got another drop and raked it from the back of her slit to the middle, reveling in her wetness. There wasn't enough of it to spread it to the top front so he got more. Finishing his application over her clit, "You have a nice looking pussy." he observed, and then blew hot air on her sex lips.
Ying's eyes got wide feeling the hot air and the effect of the gel on her tender area. Her nipples were already feeling it. She involuntarily squeezed her butt cheeks together from it.
James watched the magic of the gel as Ying clinched. A drop seeped out of her and he heard a faint splat on the floor. He rose up and looked her in the eyes. "You dropped something." and Ying looked between her legs. Seeing the wet spot, she gave it a quizzical look.
He knew the floor was clean so he had a plan in mind. "You need to clean that up." he ordered, watching intently to stop her if she didn't do it just right.
Ying unclasped her arms from around her back. James spun her around again, smacking her on her cheek again. This time, more fluid spewed out of her from the jolt. "I didn't say you could use your hands. Use your tongue like a good slave. Now look, you spilled more." James spun her back and pointed to the tiny droplets riddled about the floor.
Ying squatted down carefully, trying not to tip over with her arms clasped behind her. Getting on her knees, she bent to lick the first drop up. Turning around, she went after the other ones. James got a good view of the plug she was sporting. Since her head was facing away, James took the opportunity to stroke himself; he was feeling pretty achy himself. When he did his first upstroke, a drop of pre-cum dripped on the floor. His drop was much bigger than hers and it looked a whole lot thicker too.
Ying thought her task was done so she turned around in the kneeling 'waiting for instruction' position. James looked at her beautiful eyes but frowned. She gave him another quizzical look. "You missed a spot." James informed her, pointing to his own drop splattered in front of him.
Ying shuffled over and James went around her. She bent down to lick it up. He bent down and pulled the plug out with a popping sound. Ying looked back to James after feeling the plug leave her, still smacking her lips at the taste. Then her eyes caught onto James' cock and the pre-cum dripping off of it and smiled.
James waited until her eyes met his, "You better get the next one before it falls." he advised, and she scrambled over in front of him. Still not moving her arms, she raised up. The poor thing wasn't tall enough to reach the top of his tip but, ever the gentleman, James pointed it down for her.
She licked at first, taking her time, then sucked the pre-cum off the head. James milked more out of it for her until he thought she'd drained his vein for the time being. "Maybe I better do yours." and helped her stand up. "I'd hate to see you have to clean more up."
James picked up the fairy sized beauty, letting her drop her arms, and laid her sideways across his bed. Stopping while he lifted her, he blew hot air on each nipple. They actually got a little stiffer. He couldn't wait any longer. He sampled her left one. The strawberry gel tasted delicious! It warmed his mouth on contact.
Ying couldn't believe the power her master had! He picked her up like a rag doll. He was so big! She knew she was small, but the man would tower over most people she ever met in China and America. Now, her achy nipples were being serviced. The cream he put on her made everything tingle, which enhanced the attention she was getting.
James worked his way around her breasts that had the strawberry flavor and progressed to her charms below. He wasn't sure how long he could tolerate this virgin granted to him. He already craved taking her virginity. He had to remind himself that it wasn't his to take no matter what others said. It belonged to Ying alone.
His hot breath caressed her mound, making her twitch uncontrollably. He spread her apart and soaked in the sight of her pink flesh. Leaning in closer, he inhaled her aroma, just for show. She watched him intently while he did it. then blew hot air all over it. He watched as her ass clinched again and another drop seeped its way out, trickling onto her taint. Thinking he'd better get it, his nose hit her entrance as his tongue raked the drop off. Ying flinched on him with that.
He pretended to be frustrated at the girl’s reaction. "What's wrong?" he sneered, "Can't hold still?" he asked, and without waiting for an answer, went to the closet and got a handful of his old ties he hadn't used since getting his new wardrobe.
Throwing them on the bed, he pick
ed one of the thin black one's out and tied it to her left leg at the bend in her knee. Taking the other end, he tugged it tight and tied it to the foot post. With the right knee, he tied it to the head post. The ties were long but still, they had to be taunt to get it to tie. Inspecting his spread eagled filly, he decided more was needed. Grabbing another tie, he tied it around her ankles and held out his hand for hers, raising an eye brow. "Give me your hand." and she reluctantly reached for him. He tied her ankle to her hand and repeated it on the other side.
After completing his bondage, he instructed her to, "Try to get loose." and watched.
Ying made a serious effort to do so, her hands pulling on her ankles and her knees trying to close. She tried so hard, she was panting from her efforts. James became aroused watching her struggle. There was something about the muscles tensing and the look of total concern on her face that got to him.
"So, you are at my mercy." James observed, and waited until the translator finished. "I could do anything I want to you." giving her a wicked smile and letting that soak in. He watched as she gave him the sense of fear in her eyes that he wanted to see.
"So, let's say I want to rub my cock on your pussy." he said while getting between her legs. Looking up at her, he watched her look at him and blink her eyes. Grabbing his cock like he had done so many times before, he brushed it up and down the gaping slit. "Yes, it seems I can do that just fine." looking at his victim. She moaned for him to continue or stop, but he didn’t know which she wanted.
"Hmm, wonder what happens if I spanked you with it." and tapped his cock on her clit. Ying was jolted but couldn't go anywhere but up, making the next hit a little harder. James tapped it faster and stopped. The little pixie was panting.
"Hmm, circles?" he pondered, and used his hips to help him get his cock going around, encircling her clit and entrance. "Up and down?" sawing his meat between her lips, "Perhaps sideways" using his cock like a windshield wiper over her clit.
Ying quivered that time. The master was torturing her! He beat her with his manhood, rubbed it all over her sensitive spots, and now he is raking it back and forth over her most achy bud! Ying couldn't handle it, it was too much. She needed to get off, it was driving her mad! Her hips betrayed her; she humped up to the soft yet hard cock. "Please!" she begged.
"Oh, you want to cum?" James said, hearing the translation and slowing down on her clit, then let her hump air for a second.
"Yes Master!" she gasped, desperately seeking his cock with her hips.
"Ok, cum for me." James said and wielded his meat tighter and ground it over her gash.
Sweet surrender took over Ying as she relished the work of her master. The beast in all humans came out and she tightened her restricted thighs tighter. A guttural cry came from her lips as the master kept up his deliciously torturous pace. She felt her own fluids spill from her loins as the exquisite sensations racked her body.
James saw a little gush from the girl and he swore he could smell the hormones. "Don't stop!" he yelled and kept up his pace. When he felt she was coming down he dropped to her sex, sucking up her juices and then tonguing her hole. Where was she to go? James smiled ... why, up of course.
The master had dropped his tool and resorted to using his mouth. Just when she thought it was going to be over, another orgasm rocked her body. The cruel master savaged her sex and swallowed her wetness. His tongue entered her craving hole. What was she to do? She bucked up. "More!" she yelled and bucked her sex in him as fast as her quivering ass would let her.
James felt a gush of girl cum literally squirt into his mouth. She could not hold on and let everything go. James wallowed in it, nodding his head up and down, then sideways. He wanted it all.
She would give him her life, if only he would not stop. The master played her masterfully. Crazy thoughts went through her head; ‘He was going to kill her with orgasms!’ Then, she came so hard; he literally sucked the pee out of her! What was she to do? She just peed on her master! The embarrassment hit her and the pain of regret calmed her down. "I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!" she sobbed.
James slowed and looked up from the feast of love she had given him and asked, "Why are you sorry?"
Through sobs she said, "I didn't mean to pee." and went back to her sobbing.
James chuckled at that and replied, "You didn't pee silly. You squirted. It happens when you cum too hard." patting her on a restrained thigh. Getting up, James started untying his virginal dinner. Once he was finished, he reached for a hand. She gave it to him. He pulled her into his arms. Laid her head on his shoulder and rubbed her back. "It's ok sweetie. You didn't do anything wrong."
"I don't understand." was all she could say, still hiccupping a sob every so often.
James carried her over to the computer and sat her in his lap, pulling his erection off to the side. Getting the monitor to kick back in, he navigated to some squirting videos.
"This is what you did just now." watching to see if she understood. The girl's eyes flew open as some lucky slob was getting drenched from a redheaded squirter.
"Here, taste it." James said, and offered her a kiss. She hesitated but kissed him, his tongue entered her mouth and she was blessed with a kiss like no other she had ever had.
'She kissed her master! This bulk of a man actually kissed her!' she thought and the stuff didn't taste like pee! It did taste a lot like Lisa though. It mattered little to her now anyway; the more important part was the fact that her master had kissed her! It had to be the most affectionate thing anyone had ever done to her.
He finished the kiss that affected his emotions and broke away from her lips. He buried his passion and focused on her.
"Lisa is a squirter too, you know." James reminded her. "It just feels like you're peeing when it happens."
"Is so? I thought, why she soak me?" Ying sounded amazed. "She made me tongue her butt." she reminisced aloud.
"Oh, I'm sorry about that. You want me to say something to her?" James asked.
"Naw, me liked it." Ying sighed, still struggling with the English language.
"Ok, now that you know you didn't do anything bad, what does my little slave plan to do with this?" James asked, looking at his poor neglected penis.
Ying grinned, "I fix it!" and hopped off his lap. Nestling between his legs, she grabbed him at the base. Like Lisa, she did as instructed and soon, his head was in her mouth.
James leaned back and enjoyed the teachings of Lisa. Ying had it down pretty good. It wasn't long until he exploded in her mouth without having to assist her. She swallowed and swallowed but couldn't get all of it. No surprise there, he hadn't come all evening. She finished her attentions and set to work cleaning him off.
They went to bed after putting a towel on the wet spot. Ying promised to take care of it tomorrow. They spooned in the bed with Ying's butt snuggled to his crotch.
James was fading off to sleep when Ying said in English, "I tongue your butt too."
Without much thinking, James chuckled, "Maybe tomorrow." and faded off to sleep.
Chapter Thirteen
James woke to the sound of Stevie Nicks and the chain that wouldn’t be broken. His dad turned him on to Fleetwood Mac when he was young. Stevie was his fantasy girl for a while. He probably gave her up when he realized photos aren't real people and Stevie got older. He still had the album cover, 'Buckingham Nicks', his father gave him.
Trying to roll off of the bed, his morning erection entered a place he forgot he had. Poor little Ying received it, unwilling or not, in her anal orifice. He didn't mean to, he just wasn't used to sleeping with anyone. He guessed since she'd been stretching it for so long, she took it pretty easily. Ying might be small but she was quick. No sooner had his head popped in did it pop out and James was staring at a shocked Ying staring back at him from the floor.
“I'm sorry!" James said, "I didn't mean to." and got up to get the remote. Ying let reality soak into her for a second and then climbed back in bed. James cleaned the room a bit. P
utting his ties back, he looked closer at Ying's clothes. He grabbed the blouse and skirt she wore yesterday. Sitting down at the computer, he looked at the tags. Of course, he didn't understand it; but he had the sizes interpreted along with the company that made them.
Browsing the web for clothes that were in petite, he came across Bella Petite. Perusing that e-magazine, he saw a J.C. Penny's ad selling petite clothing. There was one of those in the mall and that would be his destination today.
Done with the clothing problem, he checked his bank online. There were two more pending deposits; one for another five thousand or so and the other for fifteen thousand and some change that would go through that day. The five simply read Hunt and the fifteen said Dawn. Immediately, James remembered the I.R.S. He would have to pay taxes!
Texting, James wrote, 'I have too much money.’ to the heiress, ‘Taxes?'
Cathleen replied, 'You receive NET. And, you can never make too much money.'
James was ecstatic. This was just unbelievable. Well, it looks like he could afford to keep a servant now, doesn't it?
Lisa came over and Ying let her in. She was in sweat pants and a wife beater. "Hi Yingy!" she greeted. "You ready to work out?" and then looked at James, "Hell no; you aren't even dressed."
James grabbed underwear, sweats, and shoes. Dressing in no time and addressed his servant, "Ying, we're going to work out for an hour or so. I'll get you some workout clothes and you can join us tomorrow." Not giving it any thought, he added, "You can do whatever you want till we get back. Don't burn the place down." remembering Lisa’s words.
Heading to the gym, James stopped by the fridge to grab a bottle of Gatorade. It wasn't in there. He wondered what his little Ying done with it. Checking the freezer, he found all the colds along with his drink, frozen solid, except for the milk. It was only half frozen.
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