WBDP - Brianna Delivers Pt. 01

"Get Zoe. I haven't paid nearly enough attention to her lately. She'll begin to think I don't love her anymore," Brianna said.

"Yes, Mistress. I'll get her right away." Adele left the room to find Zoe.

Brianna looked at me and my half rampant cock in the cock and ball ring. "Come here, slave," she said, crooking her finger and beckoning me.

I approached again and she grabbed my sack and drew me closer, kissing the tip of my cock when she could reach it without moving too much.

"We're expecting great things from you, slave. Some of my women are hoping you can do for them what you did for me." She patted her belly. "Monique is one of them. She is aware of the rules and has agreed to abide by all of them once your servitude is over. I believe Marcia has other plans for you tonight since you are the lowest of the low. May your seed be blessed and their wombs fertile." She kissed my cock again. It was swelling to full size. "I'm sure you'll do us proud."

Adele returned with Zoe. Monique handed Zoe the moisturizing cream. Marcia kissed Brianna and thanked her for the use of her slave. Marcia handed my leash to Monique and told her to bring me along. She led the way to our room and Monique followed, tugging me behind her.

"On the bed," Mistress ordered me when we reached the room. I climbed onto the bed. Mistress and Monique began kissing, not sisterly kisses, but deep, passionate, tonsil searching kisses reserved for the ones you really loved. Their naked bodies plastered against one another, Marcia's hard and firm, Monique's soft and curvy. Marcia's hands were on Monique's ass pulling her tight against her so their mounds rubbed together. My cock got harder.

Marcia pushed down on Monique's shoulder and told her to lick her. Monique went, but slowly, so she could lick all the intervening space as well, her neck, the swelling of her breasts, the nipples, taut and hard, the soft, heavy flesh below, her flat stomach, her navel, the top of her mound, and finally her liquid cleft, legs spread for her. Monique used her exquisite tongue to bring my Mistress to her climax. When she finished cumming, Marcia pulled Monique up and kissed her lips again, sharing her own cum.

"Watch my slave and describe what you see?" Marcia ordered before starting a similar journey down Monique's body.

"He can't take his eyes off of us," Monique said. "They're hungry with lust." Marcia hefted Monique's breasts and thumbed the nipples as she kissed the side of her neck. "His cock is red and swollen and so big. It's standing straight up from his groin, like a flagpole." Marcia started licking and sucking Monique's nipples and Monique sighed in pleasure. "If anything, his cock just grew larger, darker and a deeper red, almost purple. The top is so smooth, like a ripe plum."

Marcia asked, "Is he touching himself?" before recapturing a fat nipple and suckling it like a baby, causing Monique to gasp in pleasure again.

"No, Mistress, though it appears he wants to. He's grasping the covers and his hands are closed into fists as if he's fighting to restrain himself."

She wasn't wrong. I was clinging to the sheets to keep from grabbing my cock and exploding in a few quick strokes.

Marcia moved down Monique's body, kissing and licking as she went. Monique parted her legs for my Mistress, granting access to her sex.

"His prick is twitching like he might explode, Mistress. I see a bead of moisture on the top. He wants to fuck something so bad."

Marcia gripped Monique's ass cheeks and pulled her cunt against her hungry mouth, her tongue dancing over the flowering folds, licking the moisture gathering there.

"I'm going to cum, Mistress. May I cum, please?"

"Not yet," Marcia ordered. "Keep describing my slave." She went back to tonguing Monique's cleft, trying to avoid her clit so she'd last longer.

"Another drop or two has joined the first on the tip of his cock. It runs down the side. It looks as if he would climax if I just momentarily touched him, Mistress. Touched his balls, touched his prick. Oh, Mistress, I can't help myself. I'm cumming." Monique panted through a gut wrenching climax, writhing on Marcia's tongue. "I'm sorry, Mistress. I'm sorry. I know I shall be punished now."

Marcia stood up, wiping Monique's cum off her lips and licking her fingers. "Yes, you shall be punished."

"My slave has not climaxed since before four." She glanced at the clock. "He has been hard now for about three and a half hours. His balls hurt from the stimulation he's undergone. All the pussies he licked during supper made him want to cum. All the touching of the other slaves at supper made him want to cum. My slave is very visual. Watching you pleasure me made him want to cum. Watching me pleasure you made him want to cum more. All the sperm he's produced for the last several hours is backed up like a flooded river behind a dam, waiting for the slightest crack in the concrete to free it. If you were to climb on him now, he will explode into you, and chances are, if you continue fucking him after, he will stay hard until he explodes again. You can set it free. If you want a baby, you will set it free."

"Yes, Mistress."

Mistress said to me, "If you cum without my permission, I swear I'll flog your cock until you wish it would fall off."

"I don't know how long I can wait once she's on me, Mistress," I said, hoping she would not make me wait too long. "You're right. I'm ready to explode."

"You will wait until she's firmly seated on your cock, slave. I'll tell you when you can cum."

"Climb aboard, Monique," she ordered.

Monique climbed onto the bed and swung a leg over me. She grabbed my cock to position it at her cunt and even the act of grabbing it nearly made me gush.

"It's throbbing, Mistress," Monique said.

"Don't waste any time then, get it in you."

Monique sat on my cock, going half way down before she had to stop as wet as she was because she was so tight and I was so swollen.

"I'm going to cum. Damn, I don't think I can hold it. I'm going to cum," I whimpered.

Marcia grabbed my prick at the base and pinched it just above my balls. Just what I need to delay my orgasm for a few moments more.

"Get on him now, Monique. He won't be able to hold much longer."

Monique forced herself the rest of the way down my cock, sitting on Marcia's hand and she released her grip, saying, "Cum, slave," and a fountain of cum spewed it's way into Monique's womb, my cock throbbing and pulsing with the violence of my eruption.

"Ride him, Monique. Keep riding him. Don't let him shrink. He's so sensitive now, he'll not be able to stop if you keep riding him."

Ride me she did, rolling back and forth on my legs, rubbing and massaging me with her tight, barely used cunt, pumping up and down as she did, keeping the stimulation on. I was moaning and groaning and gasping for breath, so sensitive it almost hurt. When it was clear to my Mistress I wouldn't lose my erection, she climbed on my face and rubbed her wetness on my mouth and I started licking and sucking her tender flesh. While they both rode me, one on my cock and one on my face, I heard them kissing above me. I put my hands up to grasp Marcia's breasts and found Monique's were there before me, so I reached for Monique's and found them similarly occupied. Having nothing better to do with them, I grabbed Monique's bottom and encouraged her to ride me harder, fondling and stroking her beautiful ass as I did. Marcia climaxed first, then Monique, then I orgasmed the second time, followed by Monique again, as she felt my prick pulsing in her pussy once more.

There was no denying shrinkage the last time. I'd been completely drained by my last two climaxes and even the cock ring could retain enough blood in my shaft to keep me even quasi hard. As it went down in size, I fell out of Monique, followed by a goodly measure of my cum. Monique lay down beside me and Mistress left my face and took the other side.

"Did you enjoy yourself, Monique?" Marcia asked. "I know you've let my husband fuck you a couple times before, but never bareback. Was it nice?"

"Yes, Mistress. I climaxed twice on his cock. It was very nice, although kissing you and our breast play helped as well."

"It was intended to. Now, if you're going to submit yourself to Sam for a child, you must learn to please him completely. You said you've been practicing cock sucking. How have you practiced?"

"On dildos, Mistress. Brianna gave us glass dildos on which to practice and tried to teach us how to deep throat."

"Why glass?"

"It tastes better or at least neutral compared to jelly and silicone and is easier to clean, although it's less flexible than a real cock or normal dildo."

"You no longer need to practice with glass, Monique. You have the real thing now. It will be your responsibility to clean your Master's cock and balls after he's cum in you. Often, you will have to encourage his next erection with your mouth and tongue. He will sometimes cum in your mouth because he wants to. I recommend you learn to love the taste of his sperm because you will taste it often. It is not totally different from female cum, except normally, there's more of it and if you let it sit for too long it will become gluey. I suggest you start cleaning him now."

"Yes, Mistress." She lowered her mouth to my cum covered cock and started licking it clean, then my balls, and anywhere else she found my cum or hers. Soon, only saliva glistened on my limp shaft.

"Remove his cock ring, Monique."

Monique removed the cock and ball ring.

"He has a least one more erection left in him tonight. It is your job to get it out of him," Mistress said, so Monique began her task of raising me once again, not just cleaning me off.

Marcia watched her without comment a few minutes, seeing what she could do on her own. After awhile, she began offering comments on how best to achieve her goal, occasionally demonstrating a technique Monique could perform. It began to have the desired effect and I felt my cock begin to grow. Admittedly, I think watching and listening to my wife teach another woman to properly suck my cock had as much to do with my erection as did the actual stimulation. Monique's previous practice with her glass stood her in good stead as she accommodated my increasing size with little difficulty. In fact the underlying softness of my shaft and flexibility compared to glass might have made it easier for her. She was able to take my entire cock without problem even after I was hard. Marcia watched her bob up and down on my erection for awhile, satisfied I would be in good hands with my new slave.

"Monique, you must be punished for cumming without permission," Mistress said. "I'm going to spank you with this paddle while you are sucking his cock. It is your duty not to harm his cock as you are being punished. Kneel up, Sam." I knelt on the bed and Marcia directed Monique to get on her hands and knees and take my cock that way.

"Yes, Mistress," she said, obeying the instructions.

"Slave, you must not orgasm in Monique's mouth. Your sperm is intended elsewhere tonight. You will tell me when you get close to an climax so you don't. Monique will stop when she hears you say you need to cum. Then it will be your turn to be punished for nearly cumming too early this evening. It was only due to my intervention you didn't. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Mistress," I said.

"We will begin then."

Marcia started to paddle Monique as she sucked my cock, lightly at first to make sure Monique wouldn't accidentally bite me or use her teeth, then increasingly harder as she saw the care she took to avoid hurting me. As the spanking became harder, there was less licking and sucking. Monique merely formed an oral tunnel for my prick, her mouth and throat pushed onto my cock as her body moved in response to the paddle. Despite the lack of oral attention, her throat was tight and massaged the head of my prick as she was slammed into me. I felt my need to cum grow and warned Marcia.

The paddling left Monique's ass a lovely shade of red, one I appreciated. Marcia gave me time to allow the immediate urge to climax to pass before directing Monique to turn around, but not long enough to lose my erection.

"Put your cock into her," she ordered, "then I'm going to start your spanking, slave."

Monique was wet from our previous spends and the spanking as Monique enjoyed them as much as Marcia did and I slid right in, completely enveloped in the tight confines of her cunt. It felt good. What would follow would be less good, but I knew I would cum fairly soon regardless.

Marcia gave my ass a solid whack and jolted me deeper into Monique, pushing her forward until she almost came off my cock.

"Brace yourself, Monique. Resist his thrusts."

Monique went down to her elbows and stabilized herself against my reactions to the spanking. Satisfied, she sent another smack upon my ass. Each swat drove my cock into Monique; that tight, steamy sheath. Though my bottom was burning, my cock was in heaven. The spanking was painful enough to delay my climax, the mixture of pain and pleasure the same I used on my own slaves. After thirty strokes, I asked permission to cum.

"No, slave. You may not cum until you've received ten more swats. Resist."

Ten more. I could hold out that long, but Marcia threw me a screwball. She slowed down the pace of my spanking and increase the strength. Each swat now hurt twice as much as the previous ones did, especially given my ass was already red and inflamed, but the extra delay between each one was making it harder and harder to resist my orgasm, especially as Monique started climaxing and the contractions of her cunt felt excruciatingly good.

"Hurry, Mistress," I begged. "I need to cum."

"Oh, dear, you need to cum. Where have I heard that before? How many times have I had to cum when you wouldn't let me? Hundreds, thousands. You poor boy." She smacked my ass again, driving my cock into Monique's molten cauldron. "You poor, poor boy."

"Please," I pleaded. "A slave begs for release."

Monique realized what Marcia was trying to do and exerted pressure with her Kegel's to encourage my climax.

"Five more, slave."

What was it Marcia said? If you knew you weren't going to make it, that your Mistress didn't want you to make it, just accept it and let it happen. I was never going to make all of the next five; she didn't want me to. I orgasmed, my cream rising like lava in a volcano, propelled by the contractions of my balls and every other muscle designed for cumming and I spewed forth a flood, pumping Monique's cunt in time with my pulsing.

"I'm cumming," I said. "I'm sorry, Mistress."

I didn't need to tell her, the evidence was obvious. I was pumping like a blacksmith on a bellows; some of my cum leaked around the seal of my cock and Monique's tight cunt. Marcia quickly gave me the remaining five, though it didn't slow my release at all. Finally, my tremors ceased and the last of my sperm was ejected and I started shrinking again, my cock covered in Monique's cum and my own.

"Clean up your mess, Monique."

"Yes, Mistress."

Monique expertly licked my cock and balls until they glistened with nothing but her saliva.

"Monique, lie down. Your cunt is a mess and my slave has some cleaning of his own to do."

Monique lay back and spread her legs for me and I cleaned her as completely as she cleaned me, giving her another orgasm in the process, which I also licked up.

"I don't know what to do," Mistress said. "I'm punishing a slave and during his punishment, he cums against my express orders. It's obvious this slave needs to be trained better, wouldn't you agree, Monique."

"Yes, Mistress. He has no control of himself. Proper training might ameliorate his lack of control and focus."

"I agree. Slave, you may use the bathroom to relieve yourself. If you remove your plug, clean it and put it back in. Oh yes, bring another plug for Monique. We must prepare her ass for her fucking. I'm thinking one and a half inches wide to start."

"Yes, Mistress," I said, going into the bathroom to use the toilet, removing my plug in the process. I washed it and lubing it up, replaced it in my ass. I found a plug for Monique of the appropriate size and went back to the bedroom. Monique and Marcia were whispering and kissing and petting one another. Despite myself, I felt my cock begin to stir again.

"I'm back, Mistress," I said to announce my presence.

"Excellent! Monique, you may now use the bathroom. Return here as soon as you're done."

She jumped up to obey. Mistress left me standing there holding the plug intended for Monique's ass, while lying on her back waiting for her to return. God, she was beautiful. Monique returned with some lube and Mistress told me to put the plug in Monique's bottom. She lifted her legs up to her chest and I was staring at the winking eye of her sphincter and the slit of her cunt. I smeared a good amount of lube on her crinkled rosebud making it nice and slick, even rubbing some inside with first one finger, then two. Monique was squirming as I did it. I applied more lubricant to the plug and placed it against her rectum and started to push, watching it spread against the metal head.

"Relax," I said as I felt her start to tighten and resist the incursion into her bottom. "This will easily fit if you relax."

"Lick her cunt, slave. Pleasure in one usually leads to relaxation in the other."

Mistress wasn't wrong. I'd used the technique myself a few times. I began licking her folds and Monique slowly released the tension on her sphincter and the plug started to disappear. She whimpered a little despite my attentions when it reached the widest point, but slipped past and was swallowed by her buttocks save for the base. She sighed as the pressure eased.

"For your punishment, slave, since you have no restraint, I have one of these," and she pulled out something I didn't recognize.

"What is it, Mistress?" I asked.

"It's a cock cage."

Now, I'd heard of a cock cage, but didn't know what one was. The name alone kept me from looking it up. It didn't sound very pleasant at all.

"What's a cock cage, Mistress?" I asked, unsure if I even wanted to know.

"You'll find out. Come here, slave."

I approached my Mistress and she locked the device around my cock and balls. It looked exactly like it sounded. A small cage of some wiry, plastic like substance that went around my cock.

"This device will help you develop some control. As you can see," my Mistress told me, "this cage is rather small. It does not expand and if you should develop an erection, it can become quite painful. I bought one slightly larger than your limp cock. It gives you a little room, but very little. You will have to control yourself to avoid pain. I strongly suggest you learn quickly before it becomes very painful."

"Mistress, you know how aroused I become at the sight of you nude. It's very difficult not getting an erection when I see you."

"It's a good thing you've been exhaustingly drained tonight, slave. Perhaps it will make it easier for you." She smiled at me. I did not like that smile. "It's late, we should go to sleep now. You will sleep at our feet, slave. If one of us requires your services during the night, we will kick you and you can lick us to orgasm."

I took my place at their feet. Mistress and Monique began kissing and petting one another as I lay there. Watching them quickly started giving me an erection and Mistress was right, it got painful as soon as my cock swelled enough to fill the cage. I turned away from them so I wouldn't see them pleasure each other, but the sounds of their passion was still enough to make me hard. I curled in a ball with the covers wrapped around my head. It blocked all but their noisiest sighs and moans. Enough for me to fall asleep, though I was uncomfortable until I did.