by Powerone
think, quickly saying yes. It was a whirlwind of preparations after that, with so many details to take care of, the rings, the ceremony, everything had to be planned with the precision that James required. Carrie would finally get to meet James' friends, the big event would be held at his home in Asheville.
The day finally arrived, Carrie getting up early to prepare. Her pussy ached, longing
for the honeymoon tonight. James had made them abstain from sex for the last two
weeks, both of them refraining from any sexual activities except for the sexual innuendos that continually popped up between them, the sexual tension building the longer they went without each other.
She heard the voices of the guests on the other side of the massive double doors.
She waited for the cue, the music finally beginning as her body began to sweat from the nervousness. It was the first time his friends would see her, Carrie hoping they approved, Carrie doing everything that James had told her. The door opened wide as if by itself, Carrie taking the hardest first step she had ever taken before, the sound of her heel
clicking on the tile floor, the room suddenly quiet except for the music in the background.
Three more steps and she was in the room, a whoosh of excitement as they all saw her
for the first time. All eyes were on her, a look of approval on their faces as she marched down the aisle.
James led her down the aisle, his hand holding the end of the black leather leash
hooked to the shiny black leather collar around her neck, making her hold her head up
high. Her lush, red hair hung sensuously over her naked breasts, a hint of a nipple
peaking out each time she took a step, her firm breasts dancing gently as she walked.
She was naked except for the black, four-inch heels that were strapped around her
ankles. Her trim, legs were drawn taut by the stiletto heels, drawing the stares of all in the room to the flaming red bush that highlighted her sex so prominently between her legs. If that wasn't enough to keep their attention, then there were the gold rings that pierced each of her labia, her symbol to James of her surrender. They glistened in the bright light.
Carrie felt humiliated and excited, all at the same time. Her pussy was soaked, she
was sure that all of them saw it. She could feel her labia move back and forth, the rings piercing the puffy lips discerningly, dragging down on her tender flesh, making her even more aroused. She was stark naked in front of all of his friends, for the first time. James pulled her along with the leash, dressed in the black leather pants that clung to his body, especially to the large bulge in the front of his pants. He was naked from the waist up, his flat abs and slightly hairy chest making him look even sexier than usual. Or maybe it was just from the lack of sex for two weeks and the desire for his large cock to be inside of her.
Her heels clicked along the tile floor, passing some of the people, feeling their eyes focused on her naked buttocks as she walked, feeling her cheeks rubbing back and forth.
She looked at the people watching her, surprised when she first walked in. Most of them were couples, just like them. Each one had a partner, a slim leash designating which one was the Master, and which one was the Slave. Some of the Masters were women, some
of their partners were male and some of them female. There must have been about twenty couples.
James found his friends gathering around them, shaking his hand, and congratulating
him on the catch of the century. Carrie stood obediently by his side as they all inspected her as they talked to James. Some of the partners seemed to be jealous of Carrie as their Masters paid too much attention to her.
Carrie found herself face to face with an older woman, her hand tugging on a leash, a
lovely young, naked black haired girl at the other end that couldn't be more than twenty-one. She had the cutest small breasts, with the biggest areolas with dark brown nipples that were in a state of perpetual hardness thanks to the nipple rings that pierced them.
Like Carrie, two gold rings pierced her labia, but the rings were more visible on her naked pubes.
"I've admired your lovely, naked body from afar for too long Carrie. It is much more impressive up close. James has found himself a prize with a red haired slave. And with such a delectable sexual appetite that you have." She saw the look of surprise on Carrie's face.
"You may speak," James told Carrie.
"So you are the one that James left the window open for to see me perform for him.
And you left the note in my house?" Carrie almost forgot. "Mistress."
Amber was a long time friend of James', both of them loving to dominate, though
Amber would go either way, having a male for a while as a slave, but preferring the more submissive female temperament. They were easier to train and only required discipline for the pleasure of it, not as punishment. She was five years younger than James, his
experience helping her out when she first started. They had grown close over the years, Amber moving to Asheville, a group of over twenty of them all living close and sharing their slaves among them. "James does love to flaunt his catch. And by the looks of what I saw, you do too." Amber turned to James. "May I?"
"Of course." James took the end of Amber's slave's leash. He handed the leash for Carrie to Amber.
Amber unclipped James' leash from Carrie's collar. "I have my own." Amber took out the long twin silver chains. "Let's try out these new rings Carrie. Spread your legs."
Carrie didn't hesitate, James teaching her complete obedience. She felt the gentle tug on her labia, a strange tingling in her pussy as she felt the soft hands of a woman touch her down there. James had never given her any inclination that a female could be a
dominant, Carrie just assumed that other males would use her body as they wished. She
had grown excited when James had told her that, imagining James watching as another
man indulged in his perverse ways with her, whipping her, spanking her pussy,
sodomizing her, even Carrie sucking their cocks.
They brought over a low table, covered in black velvet. Amber walked over towards it,
tugging on the chains until Carrie moved along, her puffy lips tugged, a gasp coming from Carrie as she failed to move fast enough. "Kneel on it Carrie." She tugged the chain again, this time Carrie responding without question. She kneeled on the black velvet, highlighting her white skin. Amber noticed that she spread her legs without question. "Bend over."
Carrie felt a hand on her back, pushing her over, her ass rising up until her head
touched the table. She felt the soft hand parting her cheeks, sliding down her crack until she felt the touch on her anus. She was surprised to find a moist finger impaling her
rectum. She held still as it probed deeper into her, twisting and turning until it was all the way inside her.
"She's still very tight James. Tighten on my finger Carrie. Show me how good you
bring James' cock off when he is in your ass." Amber twisted the finger in Carrie's ass, feeling her clench and unclench on her finger until Amber told her to stop.
Carrie felt the finger leave her ass, tightening on it as it pulled out, not wanting it to leave. She was still aroused to a fever pitch, two weeks without James had left her
unfulfilled for too long. She found her body pushed back, her back straining as she was still kneeling until her head was almost all the way back, her breasts pushed up high into the air. Someone had to hold her, the strain was almost too much. With her legs spread, her pussy lips were peeled back, leaving her open for all to see. And explore. Carrie felt many fingers rubbing her slit, entering her wet pussy, and even tugging on her clit.
She should have realized what would be required of her, but it wasn't until Amber
kneeled over her face that it dawned on her. She had removed her skirt and panties, her naked pussy only inches from her face.
"Lick my
pussy until I cum on your face. And don't forget my asshole." Amber slid down, lowering her ass onto Carrie's mouth until she felt the touch of her wet tongue on her anus. "Yesss," she hissed as the tongue grew thick and tried to force its way inside her anus.
Carrie began her new life with James not like she had expected, but little of her life had been what she expected since she met James. And she was sure that there would be
so much more he would require of her. Her tongue began to lick Amber's anus and her
pussy, tasting the sweet nectar of another girl for the first time. Her only regret was that she couldn't see James' face as she performed oral sex on a girl. She hoped that she
pleased him.
The End