Suddenly Single Steffie Ch. 03

Chapter Three

Steffie dreamt she was being fucked, slowly and gently. She moaned softly at the gentle yet insistent penetration. She slowly drifted awake and realized it wasn't a dream, that she was laying face down on the bed and Jack was above her, sliding his cock into her pussy. She gasped loudly as she felt her muscles clenching, the orgasm peaking and rolling through her still half asleep body. Her mind spun with the sensation, still not sure how much was reality and how much was dream.

Jack saw her eyes open and the confusion on her face and couldn't help but smile. He had awoken with a raging hard on and had to have her immediately. He liked the idea of doing her while she was asleep, waking her up with his cock. The walls of her pussy suddenly clenching, squeezing him, sent him over the edge and with a deep groan, he reached his nirvana as well and filled her pussy with his cum.

He collapsed next to her and pushing the hair out of her face, he smiled at her. "Good morning," he whispered.

"Good morning, sir," she replied, not forgetting her place.

Stroking her cheek, he complimented her obedience, "Such a good slave." He kissed her deeply, before rising from the bed. "Go back to sleep. I'll be back in a bit."

She closed her eyes and drifted back into oblivion.

Half an hour later, after he had showered and was ready to leave, he stood with Calvin gazing down at her asleep. He had gently pulled the covers back and they were both entranced by her naked body. "God, she's beautiful," Jack murmured.

"That guy, Gavin, her ex, he must have been out of his mind to cheat on her," Calvin said softly, not wanting to wake her. "Can you imagine waking up to her every morning?" He shook his head in amazement.

"Well, my friend," Jack said, clapping Calvin on the shoulder. "She's yours until I return."

"What?" he asked, a smile spreading across his face.

Jack sat on the bed and gently shook Steffie's shoulder. "Slave, wake up slave," he sang to her. Her green eyes slowly opened and she peered at him, a smile curving her lips. "I have to go out for a little while, but while I'm gone, you're going to belong to Calvin. You'll be his bitchslut." She pouted as he rose, her eyes following him. "Now be a good little slave. I don't want to hear that you misbehaved."

She gave him a wicked smile in return and her eyes slid over to Calvin. Still laying on her stomach, she spread her legs wide and raised her hips off the bed, her eyes holding an unmistakable invitation.

"Have fun," Jack said to his friend. "Just remember, her ass is mine."

Calvin watched his friend leave and then turned his attention to Steffie. He knew exactly what he wanted to do to her and quickly dispensed of his clothes. Grabbing a pillow he slid it beneath her raised hips and knelt between her spread legs. She held her breath, waiting to feel him between her thighs, but instead felt the sting of his palm slapping her ass.

She made to move but he placed his palm on the small of her back pushing her down. "You heard your master, bitchslut. You're mine until he comes back," he said, a wicked smile touching his lips. He again raised his hand, bringing it down sharply on her ass.

Steffie clutched the sheets in her fists as Calvin relentlessly spanked her ass. She bit her lip to prevent herself from crying out. He alternated cheeks and didn't miss a spot, turning her whole ass bright red and burning hot.

Using his knees, he spread her legs further apart, causing her to lift her ass higher in the air. Without warning his hand again came down, this time smacking her pussy. When his hand made contact he realized how wet she was. Chuckling he spanked the tender pink lips three more times before pulling her legs together and ramming his cock into her willing pussy.

He groaned with pleasure as he pushed in as deep as he could. He began to fuck her good and hard, as she bucked against him, still biting her lip to keep quiet. "Go ahead, make noise, I want to hear it," he urged.

She cried out loudly, "Oh God, your cock feels so good in my pussy!"

He sat up, continuing to ram into her and squeezed her still red ass. She whimpered and cried out in protest as he slapped it again. "Take it bitchslut, take it," he growled as he slapped her tender flesh again. He was surprised as she suddenly tensed and he felt her pussy walls clench around his dick as she came. She thrashed on the bed and cried out loudly, burying her face in a pillow to muffle her cries.

Calvin withdrew, quickly grabbing her hips and pulling them up in the air. "Keep your head down," he muttered as he spread her legs wide with his knees. He plunged deeply into her, his stomach slapping against her sore butt. He grabbed her tender flesh in his hands, squeezing and pinching roughly.

He looked down at her puckered ass hole and wished he could shove his cock in there. It's going to be so hot and tight, he thought. Maybe after Jack's done, I'll get a chance to ass fuck her too, he hoped. He licked his finger and pressed it against her tight hole, just enough to apply pressure without penetrating her. She tensed as he touched her.

"Don't worry, I'm not going in," he reassured her. "I'm just thinking about Jack shoving his pole in this tight little hole." He laughed as he continued, "I saw him fucking you last night and he's as big as I am. He is going to stretch you so wide. I just hope I get to see your gaping hole when he's done!" Excited by the mental images his taunting produced, he banged even harder into Steffie, grinding his cock deeply into her

She grunted and groaned under his assault and felt another climax peaking. She cried out loudly, pounding her fists against the mattress as violent tremors flowed through her body. Her clenching pussy was more than Calvin could bear and with a low gutteral groan he came, shooting his cum deep into her.

He kept his shrinking cock inside her and caressed her ass. The red had faded to a light pink. He brought his hand down hard and slapped her, delighted by the red handprint he left.

She braced herself for another harsh spanking and wasn't disappointed. He again turned her ass bright red and burning hot. She could also feeling him growing hard inside her as she writhed and cried out under his punishment. With a hard thrust he rammed back into her, his hips again slapping up against her sore ass.

"Are you enjoying abusing my bitchslut, Cal?" Jack asked from the doorway. He had watched his friend spanking his slave's ass and admired his thoroughness. "Did she behave?" he asked, approaching the bed and gently stroking Steffie's hair.

Still driving his cock into her dripping pussy, with a wicked smile, he replied, "Oh yes, she's been very good."

Jack sat in a chair and unzipped his jeans, pulling out his hardening cock. He was enjoying watching his friend fucking his slave. "Give it to her," he urged him. "Fuck her hard."

Calvin sped up his thrusts, pounding deeply into Steffie. She was again biting her lip but small cries were escaping from her throat. "What are you?" Calvin grunted.

"A bitchslut, sir" she whimpered.

"Louder," he ordered.

"A bitchslut, sir," she moaned loudly.

"Say it again," he grunted.

"A bitchslut, sir," she repeated as she heard Jack's laughter. He was enjoying her humiliation.

"Yeah, Cal, pound that cunt!' he cheered.

Cal could feel his orgasm building and knew that he was going to come soon. Steffie could also feel him stiffening and swelling more and knew that he was going to come. She reached between her thighs and rubbed her clit, within seconds an agonizing orgasm roared through her, shaking her to her core. Her quivering pussy was exactly what Cal needed and with a roar, he shot cum deep into her cunt, filling her again. He pulled out quickly, watching the creamy white liquid seep out from between her swollen pink lips.

With a final slap to her ass, he climbed off the bed. "She's all yours," he told his friend as he staggered from the room.

Jack gently pushed down on her hips, letting her relax on the bed and sat by her shoulder. "Did you have fun with Cal?" he asked her, stroking her hair.

"Yes, sir," she replied, breathlessly.

"What did you do?" he asked.

"He spanked and fucked me, sir," she replied.

"That's it?" Jack asked, surprised that his friend hadn't take greater advantage of the situation.

"Yes, sir. He spanked me quite a bit," she amended.

"I guess he likes that." He rose from the bed and sat again in the chair. "I want you to get up and take a shower." She obediently sat up and swung her long legs over the side of the bed. "And I want you to shave your pussy."

She stared up at him in shock. She opened her mouth to speak, but he cut her off. "Either you do it, or I'll tie you up and do it myself," he threatened.

She continued to stare at him, gauging whether he was serious. From the look in his eyes, he was. Lowering her lashes, she whispered, "Yes, sir."

With a chuckle, he continued, "Leave your hair long and soft and curly. I like it like that. I'm also going to leave some clothes on your bed. I want you to put them on. When you're done, come downstairs and stand in the doorway of the living room. I'll be waiting for you there."

Forty-five minutes later Steffie emerged from her bathroom in a cloud of steam. Her fiery red curls cascaded down her back and they swung and bounced as she walked naked into her bedroom. The cool air on her now bare pussy, caused a tingle to race up her spine. She had massaged a great deal of lotion onto her skin, not forgetting her newly shaven lips and again stroked the soft skin.

She wandered over to her bed to see what Jack had left for her. A smile spread across her face and she couldn't help but chuckle. She fingered the stiff leather collar wondering exactly how it was to be worn. Picking up the vinyl thong, she slid it up her long legs and settled it about her hips, adjusting the thin straps. She then slipped on the high heeled shoes that Jack had found in her closet onto her feet. She had bought the shoes on a whim and had only worn them once before. The heels were four inches high and there were long ribbons to criss cross up her legs almost to the knee. She tied off the last ribbon before again picking up the collar. This time she noticed a long chain leash attached to one of the many loops that circled the leather strap. She assumed the buckle would go in the back and thus fastened it that way, the long chain hanging down her back.

She looked at herself in the mirror and was surprised by her reflection. The minimal clothing combined with the smoky eyes and shiny red lipstick she had applied, she barely recognized herself. She felt sexy and naughty. She knew what was in store for her for the remainder of the day. Both Calvin and Jack had reminded her repeatedly that Jack was going to fuck her virgin ass. Again a shiver ran down her spine as she thought of it. With a smile she turned and went down the stairs.

Jack sat on the couch in the living room, having shed his socks and shoes and unbuttoned his shirt. His pants were open and he was gently stroking his semi hard cock. He sat facing the doorway, waiting for the sound of Steffie coming down the stairs.

Calvin entered the room and looked at his friend, an amused expression on his face. "She still getting ready?" he asked.

Jack only nodded in response, his face showing that she was indeed taking a long time.

"Do you mind if I watch?" Calvin asked, indicating a chair in the corner.

"No, go right ahead," Jack replied. "I told her she had to shave her pussy which is probably why she's taking so long," he continued.

"Oh man, it looks so hot when chicks do that," Calvin groaned, his own cock twitching at the thought of Steffie's pretty pussy soft and smooth.

Jack sat up at the first sound of Seffie's heels on the stairs. She appeared in the doorway and he just about shot his load on the spot. He had never seen a woman looking sexier than she did. The tiny thong did nothing to hide the fact that she was hairless, the strappy shoes, and bare breasts with her hair loose made his semi hard cock, rock hard. His breath burst through his lips in short gasps as her eyes smoldered into his.

He had formulated a plan about what he would have her do when she appeared but it vanished from his mind as he stared at her. As if she already knew what it was she dropped to her hands and knees, picking up the handle of leash and carrying it in her mouth, her crimson lips gently holding the soft piece of leather. She slowly crawled towards him, her body undulating as she moved across the floor, her eyes never leaving his.

She reached his feet and sat back on her heels, spreading her legs wide, her wrists on her thighs, her hands palm up. Only then did she drop her eyes.

Once she broke eye contact, Jack snapped out of his trance. He held out his hand under her chin and she obediently dropped the leash handle into it. Gripping it tightly he pulled her up to her knees. He had a bag beside him and reaching into it he pulled out two small objects with fine chains attached.

He gripped one of her nipples between his fingers and pulled, stretching her breast, pinching the nipple hard. Her breath became shallow and uneven, indicating that his treatment was painful. The small items in his hands turned out to be nipple clamps and he attached one to the nipple he was holding. He did the same to the other nipple and tightened the chain between them until it was pulling. There was also a chain extending from each of the clamps and those he attached to her collar, pulling them tight. She gasped as he did this, knowing the pain excited her. He stroked her barely covered pussy and could feel her wetness.

Doing up his pants, he took two more items from the bag as he rose and walked behind her. He roughly gripped her wrists and pulled them behind her back. He wrapped a leather cuff around each wrist and then fastened them together.

Using the leash he pulled her to her feet and dragged her around to the back of the couch, bending her over the low back, so that her ass was high in the air. Her breasts, still painfully clipped, hung in front of her, the nipples pulled tight.

Using his knee, Jack spread her legs wide, pulling another item from the bag. He waited, drawing the moment out, heightening her anxiety.

Steffie had never felt so scared and so turned on at the same time before in her life. Not even last night when Jack had first tied her up. Her nipples were in exquisite pain and it was causing her pussy to gush. She knew her juices were running down her thigh and with her legs spread so wide, Jack was sure to see it. What was he doing back there, she wondered. The silence was driving her crazy. It was taking all of her self control to stay still and wait for whatever it was he had in store for her.

She didn't have to wait long as she heard something whistle through the air just before pain exploded across her backside. She cried out loudly as he hit her again. She felt a smooth strap slowly sliding across the burning surface of her ass, answering her unspoken question of what was he whipping her with.

Jack raised the leather strap and brought it down again on Steffie's ass. The bright red slash marks it left behind covered her ass quickly, but from the juices running down her thigh, she was loving it. She cried out and squirmed each time he struck her, turning him on as well. His cock was painfully trapped in his jeans, and when he could take it no more, he showed mercy on her ass and walked around to the front of the couch.

He put his finger under her chin and lifted her face, gazing at the tears glistening on her cheeks. He only smiled at her before releasing her. He stood on the seat of the couch and unzipped his pants, pulling out his rock hard cock.

Grabbing a handful of her hair, he again lifted her head and pushed his cock at her lips. "Suck, bitchslut," he growled at her, as she opened her mouth to him. He held her head in place as he slid his cock deeply into her mouth and down her throat, until her nose was pressed against his stomach. He slowly pulled out and then pushed back in again, deeply fucking her mouth. He pulled out and gently slapped her face a couple of times before sliding back into the warm confines of her mouth.

He reached down and roughly squeezed her breasts, causing a cry to emanate from deep in her throat. He only chuckled and squeezed them again.

Eventually, her cock sucking brought him to the edge and he had to pull out. He stepped off the couch and stood contemplating her for a moment. He looked over at Calvin, who was still sitting in his chair, stroking his own erection. "What do you think Cal? Has the moment come? The moment to pop her cherry ass?" he asked his friend with a laugh.

Laughing himself, Cal replied, "Yeah, I think so."

Grabbing his bag with one hand, and reaching for the leash with the other, he pulled her away from the couch and up the stairs to his bedroom.

...to be continued...