by Red Snapper
Just as her fingertip touched the tight opening of her ass hole, she screamed out. Her body seemed to implode, just for a moment, before exploding in a cascade of sexual frenzy. Her skin was hot with it, aching for the touch of another, trembling with need. She stiffened, unable to breathe, her eyes clinching shut as if she wished to be blinded at that very moment in time.
“Yes…Oh…Yes...so that is what you are working with,” she shouted
They were all cumming on her as she lost her mind in orgasm. She seemed on the very brink of insanity, clinging to the world only with the feel of hot cum jetting against her skin. She could hear them moaning, calling her their Sex Goddess. She leaned against the base of the throne, as her body trembled for what seemed like an eternity, still tingling from such an intense simulation. She'd not even bothered to straighten her dress. Walter was now standing there, rubbing his partially limp dick, waiting for her to speak to him. She laughed and said, “Walter…what do you want now?”
He smiled as he replied, “So you are the leader of this party?”
He was infatuated with her beauty, even with cum on her face. As she wiped it off she replied, “Walter…I am the Queen of the Guild and if you wish to be a member of this organization, you must bow down and show your respect!”
He looked at her completely surprised as he slowly began to bow down to her.
As the roof of the ballroom began to open, the moon shone down on a beautiful chocolate woman, her dress pulled up over her hips, down below her round perfect tits. Her panties were halfway down her thighs, still, soaking the juices that ran down her inner thighs. Tiberius stood behind her as he guided her to bend down, touching her toes. He quickly took his swollen hard dick and slowly penetrated her waiting punany. She cooed as she received all of him, as he was now touching her ass cheeks with his pubic hairs. Her pussy was juicy as Tiberius was stroking her vigorously, trying to hold from cumming to quickly. He was panting as she reached up, putting her arms around his neck. As she did this another man walked up in front of her and started kissing her breasts. He licked and sucked her, going down trying to get to her cunt. Tiberius didn’t care as he continued to plunge her from behind. She was now moaning loudly as the man began to pull her head toward his hard shaft. She quickly took his dick down her throat, sucking him as if it was the end of the world.
Chapter 21
Across the room at the throne, Walter, still bowing down to Waynell slowly stood back up facing her. She asked, “So…who invited you to this glorious occasion?”
He replied, “A friend…one of your members.”
“Oh yes…Dorinda…I saw the name of the members list.” “She’s your new companion?”
Walter smiled as he replied, “Yes…I guess you could say that!”
Waynell looked up at Tangie as she nodded her head slightly. Tangie knew exactly what she wanted as she had one of her people find Dorinda. As they summons Dorinda, Waynell continued to tease Walter. Walking around him, rubbing on his body, and pulling on his dick. All he could do was to stand there, taking what she dished out to him. His dick was now throbbing hard as she toyed with it and pulling his balls. She got down on her knees, facing his dick with it just inches from her mouth. He shook with delight as he waited for her lips to connect with the head of his shaft, but she just stroked it slowly. She looked up at him and said, “You would love for us to be together…wouldn’t you Walter?”
As soon as he began to answer, two men brought Dorinda to them. She looked at Waynell and immediately bowed down and addressed her.
“It is an honor to be asked to grace the presence of your highness.” “My body is at your disposal, your highness.”
Walter was now stunned as he saw the power and authority Waynell had over the members of this organization, especially Dorinda.
“Come…let us go into my private chambers and enjoy ourselves, shall we!”
Everyone followed Waynell down the hall to a private chamber, set up especially for her, completely stocked with everything she needed, complete with hot tub. Tangie quickly went into the adjacent room, watching through the two-way mirror.
Waynell looked at Dorinda and said in a very sensuous voice, “Come over here Dorinda and serve me!”
Dorinda sauntered to Waynell, stopping about three feet away from her, assuming the “auction” position. As Waynell inspected her, she stood with her legs spread shoulder's width apart, arms out straight at an angle, hands away from her body, palms up. Her eyes were lowered but her chin was up which gave Waynell an unobstructed view of her beautiful, naked body. She smiled approvingly and walked toward her intent on giving her a sensuous kiss.
Waynell removed her dress, dropping it to the floor, as she slipped into the hot water and sipped on some Cristal that one of the servants brought to her. After soaking a few minutes she ordered Dorinda to wash her.
Dorinda smiled as she made her way to Waynell and began to do what she was commanded.
Waynell felt herself relaxing as Dorinda’s skilled hands worked on her and the Cristal began to hit her. In spite of the warmth of the water her nipples hardened as she thought of what was going on in Walter’s mind as he observed their session. She looked over at him, as he was now stroking his dick and said, “Walter…you see I am the one who runs this!” “Your girlfriend is my sex slave…watch and learn!”
With that, she stepped out of the tub and allowed Dorinda to dry her. Once she was dry, Waynell immediately grabbed her hand and lead her to the bedroom section of the chambers. Waynell moved over to the vanity table and cupped her cheek in her palm.
“I love the power that I have over her,” Waynell responded, as she looked over at Walter.
He just smiled as he continued to stroke his now growing dick.
Dorinda was now blushing and her breathing was heavier as she felt Waynell’s eyes roaming over her body. The knowledge that the Déese Sexuelle was interested in fucking her was an honor and made her very horny. Seeing her vulnerable naked body in front of her made Waynell’s knees weaken as it took all her strength not to take her then and there.
"Stay put," she told her, as she walked over to the closet where she reached for a 20 foot length, black 1/4" braided nylon rope, which she had prepared earlier by whipping the ends to prevent it from unraveling. Grabbing it in her right hand, Waynell walked back to her obedient slave who stood waiting for her. When Dorinda saw the rope in her hand, Waynell could see the questions in her eyes, but Dorinda did not voice them.
“Lift your arms up straight out from your body,” Waynell told her as she doubled the rope and began to prepare it for the use.
She started by tying a knot at the midpoint and leaving a small loop about an inch in diameter. Once done she placed the rope around Dorinda’s neck letting the small loop hang down her back. She tied the ends in front of her body positioning the new knot just above her breasts. She made a second knot just below the breasts and one at the belly button. Moving down Waynell placed one between the belly button and her punany. Five inches lower, near mid-thigh, she doubled the rope for the lowermost knot. She wanted it to be larger than the rest as she brought both ends down between her legs, through the crotch and up in back. She threaded both ends through the small loop and pulled them until all the slack was taken out.
Walter was amazed as he saw Waynell do all this as he thought, “Where did she learn all about S&M?”
She brought the two long ends of rope around her sides to the front, bringing each end through the loop between the upper two knots on her chest and then pulling back to the rear again, tightening the rope. Behind her again she made a knot on the back, next to the spine, thereby splitting the first loop into a diamond. She looped both ends around her body and threaded them through the second loop creating a diamond. She continued by making another knot on the back and then repeating this process. Each diamond shifted the original knots she had tied in front of her slave upwards, tightening the rope in the crotch until finally the large knot Waynell
had tied was pulled up tightly to her clit. Finally, almost out of rope, she tied the last knot on her back just at the top of her ass crack to complete a Japanese rope harness.
After she was done, she took a stepped back as she enjoyed the sight of her slave and her work. “Man she looks good,” she thought to herself.
Dorinda stood at five feet four inches in her bare feet, showing off her perfect hourglass figure with her jet black hair flowing down just below her shoulders. She kept her beautiful, expressive, brown eyes down on the carpet, as the black rope was biting into her soft bronze skin. Waynell walked around her, checking that she had tied the harness nice and tight but not too tight. That she could have breathing problems and might faint was not in her plan. As she pulled on the ropes around her body, she could hear her sighing softly, as each tug of the rope stimulated her clit. Walter watched as the sight of the rope disappearing into her pussy and the way the large knot at her crotch just barely peeked out between her smooth shaved lips. It was a beautiful sight and it aroused him tremendously.
"Kneel in front of me," Waynell ordered her.
She sat down on her knees, her thighs spread wide, hands resting atop them, and palms upward in submission, as Waynell finished off her outfit with a leather collar around her neck. It was sign to Walter that she belonged to her.
Waynell looked at Walter and said, “She don't need a leash on her, she is well trained and obeys my every command!”
He laughed as he watched her take control of his woman.
"Heel," She told her, as Dorinda followed her commands to the letter.
Walter thought, “Damn…that is how Ms. Kym was treating me…hmmm!”
She grabbed the iron ring in her collar, pulled her toward her and kissed her passionately on her lips. Their tongues twirled as Waynell pulled her body over hers and caressed her upper body with her hands. She felt the rope as she cupped her breasts. It squeezed her full breasts together. She moaned into her mouth as she pinched her nipples. Walter was now fully erect, as he was now stroking his dick up and down quickly.
As he continued to watch, she ran her hands down her back and grabbed her nice round ass, parting her ass cheeks with her hands, her fingernails digging into her flesh. She lifted her up so she straddled her hips. Waynell’s caresses exposed the black rope passing between her cheeks to Walter, as he noticed she was extremely wet, and the rope was soaked in her juices as well as her thighs. Waynell gazed at Walter as she bit down on her hard nipple.
Dorinda moaned again, “Oh…yes…my Déese Sexuelle!”
She glanced at Walter and said, “Did I tell you that she calls me that…oh I love to hear her scream for her Sexual Goddess.”
Walter’s mouth dropped as he was now seeing a side of Waynell that he didn’t know existed and it made him extremely horny for her.
Waynell grabbed Dorinda by her hands and raised them together above her head. She began to kiss her soft lips fiercely, using her free hand to toy with her clit, as she pressed her thigh between her legs, it was instantly soaked with her juices. She was stunned to see that they were literately flowing from her pussy and down her thighs. She started riding her thigh. The smell was intoxicating as Walter licked his lips like LL Cool J would. The odor gave way to the mixed fragrances of her perfume, her skin, and the musky scent of her juices running down her thighs. As Waynell served her, she was now looking deep into her pleading eyes.
“Please Déese Sexuelle,” she whispered hoarsely to her.
"What…what do you want slave,” she asked in a husky voice as she started pulling at the rope in her crotch.
“Please Goddess, let me cum.”
“Yes…eventually you will…yes, cum for your Déese Sexuelle, you slut!”
Dorinda had been trying so hard for the past two hours not to cum until Waynell said that she could. She didn't need any more stimulation and as soon as she started pulling at the rope and told her she could, she started quivering as she let go. She screamed out loud and shook violently and finally went limp as her orgasm rocked her. Waynell kept her up to keep her from falling. Finally the strength returned to her legs and she released her.
“Are you ok,” Waynell asked.
“Oh yes, my Déese Sexuelle,” breathing heavily with a smile on her face.
They both looked at Walter as he was now stroking his throbbing hard dick faster, trying to cum from all the excitement.
Suddenly, they heard a knock on the door, then it opened quickly as Tangie and Vikki walked into the room, clapping their hands applauding for the performance that Waynell and Dorinda had just finished.
“Bravo…bravo…what an outstanding display of erotic passion and sexual gratification for you my dear!”
Tangie stared at Walter who was really looking stupid now with his dick in his hand in front of Tangie.
“So…this is the dick that dicknotized you…huh Waynell?”
“Yes, Ma’am…this is the one that started me on my journey.”
Tangie strolled over to him and began to walk slowly around him looking at his muscular physique. As she did this, Walter began to reminisce, looking at her he remembered that she was the woman at the art benefit who had everyone stunned with her beauty.
He responded, “Aren’t you that lovely socialite who was at the art benefit last year?”
She looked at him and said, “Yes and you must be the guy who was good friends to the late Mr. Brian Deveraux.” “You’re the one who is infatuated with my daughter.”
“Your daughter…Waynell is your daughter?”
“That is correct…you didn’t know…what type of investigator are you?”
He looked at them as he suddenly lost his erection. He walked over to the couch and sat down with his hands on his head. As Vikki was helping Dorinda to remove the black rope from her sweaty body, she replied, “Walter…what is the problem…you act like you are disappointed or something.”
He glanced at her and said, “I just need to get my clothes.”
Dorinda yelled out to him as she watched him going toward the door. Suddenly before he could open it, the clock stuck twelve and the witching hour was upon them. In the main ballroom everyone began to remove their masks and their clothes as this commenced of the initiation festival. All the newly accepted initiates now could be inducted into the Guild at the discretion of the Déese Sexuelle.
As he turned around to face them, Waynell asked, “Do you wish to go forth and become a member of this august organization or do you wish to walk back into the dark side of the uninitiated and continue to enjoy the mediocre sexual existence offered by the lost?”
He slowly walked over to her and stood there as he thought about what she had said. He slowly opened his lips and uttered his answer, “Yes…I choose to become a part of this elite body and I promise to keep the secrets of what happens within our august body between me and the members of this family.”
Waynell smiled as she commanded, “Kneel in front of me!”
She placed her hands on his head and began to swear him into the Guild as he kneeled at her feet; she knelt down and began to rub his muscles. She quickly rose and commanded, “Lick me clean,” after placing her pussy right in front of his face.
He started eating her out like there was no tomorrow, lapping up her juices, which were now flowing freely. He licked from her ass, through her wet folds to the front and then back, each time avoiding her clit but probing her cunt and ass. Soon she had to sit down and spread her legs wider. People were chanting outside the door now... but who cared...she didn't!
“Yes slave,” she moaned. “Oh yes, that feels so good, fuck me with your hand.”
He inserted two fingers into her pussy, then three and then four, knowing how much she loved to be stretched wide. His tongue flicked at the hood of her clit, pushing it up and exposing her hard numb. His lips closed around her clit as he hummed on it to cause a vibrating sensation. He sucked hard on it, and then flicked his tongue over it while fucking her with his fingers.<
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“Oh yeah baby…fuck me,” she gasped.
He slid one finger down to her ass and pushed it inside. His finger was coated in her slick juices and slid in easily. Her breathing had become ragged as she bucked her hips and started to jerk violently. He kept fucking her with her hand, harder and harder, faster and faster and she could feel the tension build in her until it was unbearable. She felt as if she was about to explode. When Walter bit down on her clit, a huge orgasm washed over her, wave after wave, her whole body spasm. She grabbed his head and held on to him, forcing his head against her punany.
When she finally started to get her bearings again, she realized that she better get out to the rest of the Guild members fast to finish the initiation.
Suddenly, Demarco came rushing in looking for Waynell.
“Déese Sexuelle…your presence is needed in the main ballroom.”
She looked at him and smiled as she replied, “Yes…I am on my way now.”
Demarco and Vikki’s eyes quickly made contact as Tangie and Waynell walked out to the main ballroom. Dorinda and Walter were about to go into the adjacent room to discuss their future.
As Demarco strolled over to talk to Vikki, they smiled at each other as they embraced and began to French kiss.
“After their passionate kiss, he responded to her, “Well…we can now be together without worrying if we are out of line.”
“Yeah…Lady Mistress told me just this morning that it was okay for us to be together.” “I just didn’t want to get in the way if you and Lady Mistress had something going on.”
Immediately he thought about the time that Tangie gave him head in his office after their brief sexual encounter. Vikki and Waynell were there and they both knew this took place.