Meeting Raquel Ch. 05

Raquel moaned, closing her eyes as she sat back. She was hard again, and the precum glistening on her shaft indicated how close to home I was hitting. "I'm...sexy for you, Master?"

"You're the most beautiful woman in the world," I responded. Like it was a fact.

She groaned. "I'm so close! I can feel it on my prostate..." Her nipples probably could cut glass.

"What are you feeling?"

"I'm helpless...bound...completely dominated...and there's...there's something pressing...pressing against my prostate..." she moaned. "It's so...it's so delicious...I'm gonna come soon..."

I couldn't hold out any longer. I was actively stroking my cock. Watching her come to the edge of an orgasm because I told her to was the hottest thing I'd ever seen.

"Raquel, look at me," I managed to say.

She kept on moaning, but her eyes opened and settled on me. "This is how sexy and beautiful you are," I explained. "I can't keep my hands off my dick because you're just about to get off in front of me."

A few seconds later, she started moaning and without warning, she sat back, her hands at her sides, while another load of her sperm leapt out from the end of her cock. She just about screamed. It looked like it was the hardest she'd ever come before. And one of the longest. She shuddered again and again as it subsided.

"I've never come that hard before, Master," she sighed once it was finally over. I had long ago emptied my balls onto my belly.

"That's what I want you to feel every time that I tell you to come for me," I responded shakily. "Do you understand?"

She grinned. Lecherously. "I get to feel that good every time you say that, Master?"

Chuckling, I answered, "Every time. Every time that you hear me say, 'Come for me, Slave Girl,' you feel that good."

She sighed deeply. And grinned. "You're so very good to me, Master."

"Only because you're so good to me, Angel."

She smiled. "I want you to be happy."

"Then come for me on command and I will."

She looked me straight in the eye. "I will come on command for you, Master," she said.

I went through her wake-up process. It was different this time. Her eyes closed, she sat back, then seemed to be coming out of a deep sleep.

"How do you feel?" I asked.

She stretched again. "I feel amazing. Like I've never slept better, Master."

Here was the moment of truth. "Come for me, Slave Girl," I croaked. Here goes nothing...

The effect was immediate and massive. It didn't happen all at once, but I saw her cock go from flaccid to hard as granite, her arms went to her sides, her nipples stiffened, and her eyes closed. She started moaning and they escalated quickly. She went, in the space of fifteen seconds, from sighing to moaning to groaning to almost screaming as her legs kicked out involuntarily. Even though her body had just dumped a much smaller load as she'd cum under hypnosis, two small jets of mostly clear cum jumped from the end of her prick and landed near her bellybutton.

Panting, she collapsed. Her magnificent breasts were shiny, a thin sheen of perspiration making them glisten. "Oh, my fucking GOD!" she cried. "That's one of the best orgasms I've ever had!" Raquel exclaimed.

I could only chuckle. "I'm glad."

She looked very confused. "What just happened?" she asked.

An evil—well, not evil, but prankster-ish thought entered my mind. "It was what I said."

"What...what did you say, Master?"

Here we go. "All that I said was, 'Come for me, Slave Girl'." It took a few more seconds to build but she was off to the races again. She came again. I could tell, since she'd been going flaccid, but immediately began hardening once more and grabbed the pillows on the couch, her legs kicking involuntarily. Somewhere in her grunts I swore I heard Raquel groan, "I'm yours..." while a tiny bit of her cum tried to squirt out of the end of her beautiful cock.

This time, I could tell that she was getting tired. "Holy shit. I've never been able to come like that," she panted. "What just happened?"

I decided to come clean. "Do you know what time it is?" I asked after checking my phone.

She thought for a second. "It's dark. What time is it?"

I told her and her mouth fell open in disbelief. I had a hard time believing that we'd been at this for more than three hours, myself. "All that I know is that I'm exhausted," she breathed.

I was pretty tired, myself. In fact, I was at least as tired as she was. I may not have gotten off four or five times in the last hour or three, but being responsible for someone else's mind is a lot of responsibility.

"I am, too," was all that I could say. I wasn't hard at that very second, but I was more intellectually aroused than I'd ever been in my life.

She sighed. "Wanna go to bed?" she asked with a yawn.

"I'd rather have you suck my cock," I told Raquel after a second or two's thought.

She grinned. "Yes, Master." I quickly made sure that my pants were gone as she dropped to her knees and crawled over to me.

One of the other toys that I had gotten was a "Feeldoe". It was a dildo that instead of being strapped on, the user (it had been designed for a woman) gripped the bulb at the base with either their vaginal or anal muscles. I had Tina in mind, mostly, when I had ordered it, along with a lot of other toys, like the prostate/perineum stimulating plug.

She finally was able to come over for some extended play time. Tina had sent me a text earlier in the week and I had mentioned her coming over on Friday night, probably to stay the night, to Raquel. Raquel had been very enthusiastic, to the point of begging me to allow her to suck my cock, she was so turned on. I, of course, relented, and soon her mouth was full of my cum and her panties were soaked with hers. I made her take them off and lick it up, then put them back on after she had done it.

I got back in touch with Tina the next day, a Tuesday, and told her it was a great idea. The rule that we had established when the three of us had first gotten together kicked in. Tina was not allowed to have an orgasm without my permission, along with all of the other rules.

Neither of us could wait until that Friday afternoon. Raquel and I both wrangled a few hours off that afternoon. Surprisingly (or not), Tina had done the same. I received a text at 9 that morning: "If u want, i can be out early. If 3 is cool i can meet u at ur place then."

I responded that that would be perfect. I also made sure that she knew that I wanted her to walk in wearing nothing but black stockings and matching high heels. Our attached garage made for a wonderful hookup mask to our neighbors.

I heard the doorbell ring. Raquel was wearing the exact same, plus a light matching silk robe and nothing else. I had her answer the door.

Raquel had accepted my collar a few months after we had met. It was mostly symbolic of her desire to submit to me, to embrace whatever I wanted her to do and to do so with joy. It was also a sign of my love for her and her love for me. Almost like a wedding ring but in some ways requiring far more trust.

Raquel and Tina both came in from the entryway out to our back deck, where I was wearing basketball shorts (they were comfy, I hate basketball) and a t-shirt and not much else. They both looked stupendous. Both of them were about the same height, five feet, seven inches tall, and they were both voluptuous women wearing nothing but black high heels and matching thigh-high stockings.

Tina's breasts were almost as big as Raquel's were. Tina's areolas were slightly bigger, while Raquel's nipples were just a little bit smaller.

I set my beer down on the railing of the deck. They both approached and kissed me, Raquel first, of course, and Tina following. After they had both kissed me, they kissed each other just as deeply and with equal passion.

"I loved those recordings," I told Tina.

Despite being dressed very sluttily, Tina blushed. "Thank you, Sir," she answered quietly.

"Seriously, the one in the parking lot made both of us come very hard." Her nipples seemed to be getting a little hard, hearing that.

"Anyway," I continued, after she didn't respond, "I told you that I'd think about a way to reward you for getting your 'homework' done 'early'."

I paused, long enough for her to have to ask, "And, Sir?"

I grinned. "Come with me, girls," I directed, walking into the house. I led them to the bedroom, where I directed Tina to lay down on the bed sideways (her left side facing the footboard and her right facing the headboard). I had the straps ready and cuffed her to the bed, her left ankle and wrist attached to the footboard and her right ankle and wrist cuffed to the headboard. Her body was resplendent.

She sighed, clearly enjoying being tied to the bed. Next, I took some rope and tied it around her legs so that her ankles were against the backs of her thighs, looping the rope around from her ankles to her upper thighs, with the rope looped on the insides of her knees, keeping her from escaping. She was now tied to the bed, her legs spread wide, her delicious shaved pussy exposed to both Raquel and I.

"We haven't been able to play much since we met. Tina, is there any way to come that's better than being eaten out?" I asked.

She paused. "I can't think of a better orgasm, Sir," she said softly.

"I thought so. I want Raquel to learn how to eat pussy. Tina, you're tied up and you are my slave, but for right now, you're in charge. Raquel, get on your knees between her legs," I ordered.

"Yes, Master," she said. She did exactly as I had told her to.

"Hold on," I said, and retrieved the prostate plug and a bottle of lube. I had Raquel wait to begin until I inserted its thickness into her ass, making her moan softly as it filled her up.

Once it was in place, I continued. "Making love to a woman with your mouth is an art but it's not that hard. You just have to show it some love," I explained as I cuffed Raquel's hands behind her back. "That'll keep you from using anything but your mouth."

"Both of you, when you suck a cock, you do a very good job. But that's because you want to please it, right?" They both agreed. "Right. So," I said, putting my head between Tina's legs and delicately kissing Tina's inner labia, "it's the same with making love to a woman's pussy with your mouth.

"Kiss it," I ordered. Raquel, having never been with a woman until a month before, was very tentative. "Trust me, it doesn't bite, Angel," I said with a laugh. She leaned forward and gave Tina a very, very gentle kiss on her (other) lips. Tina sighed.

"Good. Just keep kissing for now. Tina, once things get going, I want you to be very vocal about what you want. You may be tied up but you're in control. She needs to know how to make a woman scream with her mouth."

"Yes, Sir!" Tina answered. She was blushing, or maybe she was just flushed at the thought of a voluptuous shemale eating her out. "Oh, and try not to squirt, OK?"

She giggled. "Yes, sir."

At that point, Raquel seemed to be getting into it. She seemed to be exploring this strange new country of Vagina. She had gone from just gently kissing different parts of Tina's labia to tentatively licking the delectable pussy before her.

Tina sighed as she felt Raquel's tongue beginning to explore her. "You like this, Raquel?" I asked.

"Mmmm...tastes good," she murmured, then went back to exploring Tina's pussy.

I wanted very much to direct or interfere, but I ordered myself to say, "You girls have fun. I'll be back soon," and leave the room.

I went and made myself another drink, my cock still hard thinking about what they were doing. I found a few little things to do but couldn't keep myself from returning. I made sure that my sandals were off as I approached the bedroom. I could hear Tina moaning and talking intermittently.

I was extremely quiet as I entered the room. Tina's mouth was open and she was moaning softly. Raquel's eyes were half closed, her face buried in her fellow sex slave's cunt. I couldn't see what she was doing but from the sound of Tina's moans, she was doing something right.

"Yeah, baby...that's it..." Tina sighed. "Keep using your tongue inside my pussy...now take it out most of the way...just inside my lips," she moaned. "Keep going...Oh!" she suddenly cried. "Feel that nub, honey?"

Raquel indicated that she did.

"That's my clit...oh, shit...all you have to do is suck on it and flick it with your tongue, and...UH!" she cried. There wasn't much conversation after that. All that I heard was Tina's moans and the occasional sucking sound. Raquel was an expert at sucking cock so it stood to reason, in my mind, that she would be wonderful at cunnilingus as well.

I approached Tina as quietly as I could. Raquel was alternating between looking down at this wonderful new toy she'd discovered and keeping her eyes closed. I kissed Tina gently and whispered, "Try to keep yourself from coming as long as you can."

She just nodded and went back to enjoying the fruits of her teaching labor. It took several more minutes before she began making the sounds I was learning to mean that she was getting close to climaxing. "Oh, god...that's it...don't stop..." Tina cried as the pitch of her voice rose.

Raquel had to move to follow Tina's hips once she started to come. Almost screaming, she writhed with ecstasy, her breathing irregular. It was one of the most erotic things that I had ever seen.

Raquel hadn't let up one bit, even though I had eaten enough pussy to know that women are normally extremely sensitive after they've had an orgasm. "Stop, stop...stop, baby!" Raquel seemed very reluctant to but sat back. Her mouth and chin were glistening with Tina's juices.

"It's fun to keep going, isn't it?" I asked her.

While Tina tried to catch her breath, Raquel answered, "Yes, Master. That was amazing. I wish I had discovered girls earlier." The last sentence was delivered with a soft, sexy smile.

I laughed, and asked Tina, "How did she do?"

"Mmmmm...that was amazing. She's a natural, Sir."

I kissed Raquel deeply, tasting Tina's musk, and unshackled her wrists, helping her to her feet. I then freed Tina from her restraints.

I allowed both of them to put on robes and we had a few drinks and talked for a few minutes. The girls then decided, with my consent of course, that it was time to make dinner. For that, despite the lack of practicality, I had them both literally disrobe.

I followed them into the kitchen and simply watched my gorgeous transsexual girlfriend and our new genetic girl playmate/slave make all of us dinner wearing nothing but stockings and heels. We chatted as they prepared the meal, and it continued on through dinner.

I opened another bottle of wine as they cleared the table, pouring all of us another glass. I had just reached the point where I was feeling a warm glow from the alcohol.

Just before they finished up, I went back to the box of toys that I had ordered and came out, handing Tina a pair of relatively conservative panties with a wired remote control attached. I just handed them to her. "Put these on."

"Yes, Sir," she answered, and did so, looking confused. As she slid them up her legs, keeping the wire out, I began to explain.

"These panties have a pouch in the front of them for a small vibrator. I've made sure that it works, and while it's small, it's powerful. This remote," I continued, taking it from her hand, "has several settings. One of them is to be activated by sound. The sensitivity can be adjusted so that only the loudest noises will set it off, or you can crank it up to where a conversation will set it off." I paused to check that the little vibe was correctly positioned against Tina's clitoris. "Good. I think I have it at a setting where this will work." I used the built-in clip to attach the remote to the waistband.

We were in our living room. The floor was tiled. "Take a walk into the dining room and back," I directed. Raquel and I watched Tina's hips sway first away, then back toward us, her heels clicking and echoing against the floor. I heard her sigh and moan softly.

I grinned. "Sounds like I got it right. I bet that you felt every one of your footsteps. Did you?"

"I did, Sir," she replied breathily.

"Feels good?"

"Very good, Sir. I'm getting a little wet already."

"Good. You can sit.

"I have a couple of questions. First: how good are you at controlling your orgasms?"

"Pretty good, Sir. I've had practice in the past. My last Dom spent some time training me."

"Great. Next, do you think that you could wear this for an entire day, not come, and not get too wet?"

She paused in thought. "I don't know, Sir. I've never tried."

"OK." I thought for a moment. I knew that she worked in a professional office environment, and that the flooring where she worked was not carpeted. "How about this: what I had in mind for your next assignment was to wear that for an entire day at work but I'll give you an out for two conditions. One, if you're going to get so wet that you think someone may notice, you can stop. The same goes for if you think you can't keep yourself from getting off and getting yourself noticed, but not if you can actually control it. Do you think that you can do that?"

She took a deep breath. "I don't know, but I really want to try! This sounds really hot, Sir."

"I think so, too. I also want you to document what happens as it happens."

"I will, Sir," she answered. She looked flushed.

I glanced over at Raquel and while she wasn't touching herself, she was fully erect. I let my eyes linger on her until she realized that I was looking at her, then looked down at her. "Something tells me that you like this idea," I said with a smile.

"I'd love a homework assignment like this, Master," she said. Her face was a little flushed and her nipples were rock-hard.

"Okay," I said. I'd been reading up on orgasm control on some websites and thought of a good one. "Tomorrow, at some point during the day—preferably while you're at work—I want you to get yourself right to the edge of orgasm and keep yourself there for as long as you can get away with it. Then stop.

"The next day, do that twice. The day after, three times. Four times the next day. That way, a week from today, you will have already gotten yourself right to the edge seven times. You are not allowed to have an orgasm after tonight. Do you understand?"

She seemed surprised by the speed of my answer and simultaneously aroused and frustrated by the scenario I had put forth. "Yes, Master. I will do that."

"Good. And I want you both to document it, too. Email me during the day when you get a chance. And," I added, a wicked twist, "make sure that you cc each other."

They both agreed.

"Fantastic," I said. I had them wait and put blindfolds on and gag themselves as I went back to the box of new toys. I had really splurged, and it had been expensive, but I sensed that it would be worth it.

I returned with a device called a "Realdoe." It was a normal looking dildo, but the end was anything but normal. Below the base of the shaft, it flared slightly and had three ridges, extending farther than most toys like it. An inch or so below that, it took a right turn upward, perpendicular to the direction of the shaft. As it turned, it became much more slender and then flared out into a fairly thick bulb.

The idea is that it's a strapless strap-on dildo. A woman inserts the bulb end into herself and clamps down with her muscles, and then it's as if she's got her own cock. This version even had a built-in vibrator.

"You girls ready for something fun?" I asked. They both agreed. I went through the process of restraining both of their wrists behind their backs, then binding their lovely breasts. Once that was done, I put clover clamps on both of their nipples. Both Tina and Raquel sighed and moaned as the teeth on the clamps bit into the bases of their nipples.