The scent of a woman - Part IV

I was frightened. I did not know Master L. I did not know his sexual history. I did not know if he or W had been tested. I had sworn a vow of fidelity and love to my husband when I had gotten married. I had vowed never to cheat on him. I had vowed to protect his family’s honor, pride and good name and I was certain that being a fuck toy to Master L broke every one of the my sacred marriage vows. I had vowed to protect him and counsel him and always steer him towards the righteous path and I was completely certain, that fucking W in the presence of his wife was not the righteous path for him. It was time to end this now. My pussy was on fire, my hands and legs were killing me and we were about to embark on a road that would most probably destroy our marriage. And yet…..

“My Swami”, I thought. “When I married you, I gave my body and soul to you. As my Swami, you get my total and unconditional trust. I submit to you unconditionally, not because I am sure you are infallible, I submit to you because to do otherwise would be to question the trust I have placed in you. If you as the Lord of my body want to whore it out to somebody, then I will strive to be the best whore I can possibly be even though I find the idea repugnant.  If you want to give pleasure to another woman, I will pray that you get your pleasure from somebody who is clean and disease free. I choose to be this way because you are the breath that keeps me alive. I trust you with our finances, my life and our daughter. I have watched as you have made the right decisions for this family ever since we have been married. So today if you want me to break my marriage vows, or if you want to have sex with another woman in my presence, then I will obey you with all my heart and with just the armor of my trust in you protecting my naked body, I will jump off this cliff because you command it... "

“Curl your toes if you are able to do your safety sign” my Swami said. I curled my toes. “Curl your toes again if you choose not to invoke your safety sign”. I curled my toes again and with that I mentally prepared to become a willing fuck toy.

“Get down on your knees” I heard Master L command W. Put your hands on your lap and open your mouth wide. Daasi’s Master is going to face fuck you now”. I want to watch you service him. Then I am going to see how good Daasi’s pussy really is.

“Yes Master”, I heard W whisper. I then heard pants unzipping and soon I could hear Swami moaning and W gurgling as he inserted his cock in her mouth and started pounding away.

“Your slut has a fantastic mouth, Master L, I heard Swami say. “She is such a good cock sucker”.  “Yeah bitch, open wide, I don’t want to feel your teeth”. I had never heard Swami talk like that to me. I heard W choke a few times and then I heard my Swami’s familiar low pitched hiss when he was about to explode.

“Hold his cum in your mouth” Master L ordered. “Do not swallow it yet” As he said that, I heard my Swami have his orgasm. I heard W make “Ummm… Ummm..” noises as she tried to clamp down on his cock and catch all the cum. Finally he was done. As I strained to hear what was going on, I smelt W close to me. “God, this woman smelled so good!”

“Spit that cum into Daasi’s mouth Slave” ordered Master L and before I knew it, I felt cum fill up my mouth. “Swallow Daasi”, my Swami ordered. I made a strange gurgling sound as I tried to swallow. Swallowing is not easy with a O-ring in your mouth! With no help from my tongue or my cheeks, I just used my throat muscles and gulped. I could still taste my Swami’s cum, but it did not feel the same because I could not swirl my tongue in it. That  made it a less than satisfying experience for me.  But I think that is exactly why they had put an O-ring in my mouth. Master L must have learnt from Swami how I went crazy with a cock in my mouth and so they devised this devious  way to eliminate any possibility of me getting pleasure out of this experience.

The awareness that I had just swallowed my Swami's cum though, activated my salivary glands and my mouth started to fill with drool and before I knew it some started running down my cheeks and into my ears. I wanted to wipe it off, but with my hands tied, I had to just tolerate the tickly spit slowly running down my cheeks.

Suddenly I felt something cold on my cheek. W giggled. "Daasi, can u guess what that is?". I made an indecipherable sound. "It is a banana, silly", she said "and your Swami has ordered me to shove it into your cunt,  and then eat it from right there to get my daily dose of potassium"

Why would my Swami make her to eat a banana by shoving it in my pussy I thought, but I found out soon enough and it was a devilish plan.

I felt W's hands caress the burning skin around my vagina. Her touch was so tender when she wanted it to be. I took a deep breath. Then she slid two fingers in my pussy. "Good Lord Daasi, are you always wet down there?" she asked me in a scolding voice, like a mother catching a child in a naughty act.

I heard her licking her fingers. "Hmm. you taste so delicious. Must be all that organic vegan stuff that Swami says you love to eat. I should probably change my diet" She said and giggled.

Were we having a diet conversation with me in this state, I thought. I heard Master L and Swami chuckling in the background. W continued moving her fingers in and out of my pussy and every few passes, she would taste my pussy juices and sigh with satisfaction. Then I felt the cold banana making its way up my vagina. the cold felt really good against my engorged cunt that had quite literally taken a pussy whipping recently.

"Time to get my potassium" said W and I felt her peel the skin off the top of the banana and dig in. As she bit, the banana would move slightly and its peel would gently rub against my clit. I wanted to reach out and push her head into my clit, but all I could do was moan. W deliberately was taking little bites and she made sure to move the banana up and down with her mouth. I was going crazy.

Then she reached the part of the banana that was lodged inside my cunt. She spread the peel and with her tongue and teeth tried to pull pieces of the banana out. She was careful to make sure the peel was held up tightly against my outer lips, preventing the banana from just popping out. I was so wet at this stage that I thought the banana would just slide right off!! 

Once every few seconds, her tongue would miss the banana and land on my clitoris. "So sorry about that", she would say with a giggle. She was so perfect at this exquisite from of torture, I think she must have perfected it on many unfortunate slaves like me. I wanted a release so bad but W was an expert at denying me the big O. She finally finished her fruit appetizer and the peel gently slid out of my cunt. She then blew on my pussy gently for a minute or so, blowing my mind. This woman actually enjoyed torturing me!

"If she comes, I will deny you an orgasm for two weeks", I heard Master L warn W. "She will not, Master, but she will beg for it, I promise" With surgical accuracy W began playing with my clitoris just enough to get me to the brink and then would quickly withdraw. She did it so accurately every time, I wondered how she managed it. After twenty minutes of this torture, my body was begging for an Orgasm and my brain was struggling to cope with the barrage of sensations the nerve endings in my  clitoris were sending to my brain. Then she turned her attention to  my G-spot. She would push her fingers into my cunt, locate it and rub it tenderly.  Again, when I felt the orgasm coming, she somehow always knew and would pull back.

"It is Niagara falls, down here" announced W. "My hand is drenched in your pussy juices. You are such a whore Daasi". "Just let me come, please, show some compassion, call me whatever you want, just please let me get my release, please... please " I begged, but only funny noises came out of my mouth.

"She is ready for your cock, Master, all wet and ready to service you" W said.

"Oh God" I thought. Instinctively I tried to close my legs, but nothing happened and I felt something push its way into my pussy and with that all pretentions of being a "chaste wife" ended abruptly. With that simple push Master L had converted me to an object, a mere fuck toy, to be enjoyed with and used with the permission of my Swami.

His cock was huge. "How does that feel, you little slut" Master L taunted."Aah... Aaah" is all I could say. I felt him seize the belts near my groin and he started pounding me. Was he wearing a condom, I wondered. He was rough, There was no love here, no intent to make love, he wanted to fuck my brains out. He rode me like a rag doll and I was so amped up from W's onslaught that within 5 minutes of his drilling, because it could only be called that, I had my second orgasm of the evening. “No. No..”  I tried to tell myself, don’t let him bring you to an orgasm, what does that say about you? but my body was past caring at this point. 

I felt the orgasm hit me ferociously and like a tsunami. I tried to arch my back and move my lower torso up to him, but the straps held me down firmly. My body convulsed violently and I pulled hard on the cuffs that bound my wrists trying to free my hands. The cuffs just bit into my skin some more. As my body submitted to the orgasm, I felt a tight slap across my face. “You like that? You like being fucked like a little whore. Why did you pretend that you were anything but…” I heard Master L say. Then he slapped me again…. and again…. and again. I wanted to cry. The pleasure or the orgasm combined with the pain of the slap was too much to bear. My body was overwhelmed. After what seemed an eternity, the orgasm subsided and my body relaxed again. Master L continued to drill me for some more minutes and then pulled out.

He then forced his cock into my ass. As I felt the intense pressure of his pushing, suddenly without warning, something under my head gave way and I felt my head falling. Then I smelt him. My Swami’s genitals. I would recognize that smell anywhere. It was like an aphrodisiac for me. He held my head and I felt him push his cock inside my mouth. My head was upside down and he held my head and lowered himself into my mouth. His cock hit the roof of my mouth and just slid deep into my throat. I gagged and my mouth filled with spit which drooled down my face. Then he started pumping. Each push sent the tip of his penis all the way to the back of my throat and then down further.  

I was thankful for this mercy he was showing me. The ferocious face fucking he was delivering took my mind off the other assault that was happening to my asshole. Up and down he moved my head violently and I kept choking, gagging, spitting saliva. I wondered how he could get this erect so quickly after just coming in W’s mouth. He must have been extremely turned on by the abuse I was enduring.  

He then let go and withdrew his cock for a couple of seconds and I took a deep breath and gasped for air. He slapped me across my face and said “Nice Daasi, Good Daasi”.. “Umh… Umh…” I said with pride. Meanwhile, Master L had succeeded in pushing his monstrosity into my ass. It was now his turn to start the pounding. I felt my asshole stretch as it tried to accommodate his huge girth. I dug my nails into my palms and bit down hard on the O-ring in an attempt to comfort myself. Then my Swami, reinserted his cock in my mouth and started face fucking me again. 

If my friends could see me now. The petite, demure, conservative wife, taking it in her ass and mouth, being used as a fuck toy. They would have a conniption fit and disown me as a possessed demon

As that thought crossed my mind, I felt another orgasm coming. How could this be I wondered? I just had one around 15 minutes ago, Was it the smell of my Swami’s cock and balls mixed with his sweat? Was it the unrelenting face fucking he was administering, Was it the ass drilling I was getting from Master L? Within seconds it was knocking on my door demanding to be acknowledged and this time I had no energy to fight it, I just opened the door and let it ravage me. My body shook for almost half a minute and both Swami and Master L held me tightly as I exploded. 

As I started to come out of my orgasm, I heard the familiar grunt from Swami. He jammed his cock deep in my mouth and I could feel his cock pulsate. As he came, his fingers pulled on my hair and he jammed my face into his groin. I could not absorb all the cum. It rushed out of my mouth and down my cheeks and nose and over my eyes and onto to my hair. Still he kept going. I was having trouble breathing now. The cum leaking from my mouth had run into my nose and my mouth was full. I started to panic. I started making a strange noise and pulling frantically on my cuffs. I thought I was going to black out when Swami finally pulled his cock out. I tried desperately to swallow the remaining cum in my mouth in an effort to make way for the air. I half swallowed, half choked, but finally my mouth was clear and I sucked in life giving air into my lungs. My face was now covered with sweat, spit and cum.

My head rest was put back up and I became aware of the pounding in my ass. I whimpered, moaned and begged Master L to be gentle, which he completely ignored. He finally yelled to W. "Slut, open your mouth, and receive my gift".  He withdrew from my ass and I heard W choke as she tried to accommodate his dick in her mouth. He came in her mouth and then said "You may swallow", followed by "Good slut" 

My body was exhausted from 3 orgasms and all my orifices had been mercilessly invaded and used but my Swami and Master L were not done with me yet.

Without warning, W inserted a large vibrator in my pussy and another one in my ass. She then turned them on. These were some pretty powerful vibrators and I winced as they did their work. Then a shooting pain pierced thru my nipples. W had placed a sharp nipple clamp on them. She then started flicking it with her fingers and it drove me insane with pain. How much more of this could I endure I thought.  

Master L and my Swami clearly thought I could endure more. W started assaulting my naked body by pouring molten candle wax on it while my Swami started tickling my foot with something. I can't describe how all this felt. I am just at loss for words. My body had never been assaulted in this brutal fashion before, and I started to scream my head off. 

W then just shoved a rag cloth she had been using to wipe off my pussy juices into my mouth leaving a small opening for air. The overload of smell, and intense stimulation was too much for me and my exhausted body experienced its fourth orgasm for the evening. 

I was so exhausted by then and my muscles were so weak that I lost bladder control and started to pee. I felt so humiliated. W stopped with the wax torture, giggled and quickly collected my pee in a container. I was so past caring by now that I just relaxed and finished peeing. W switched off the Vibrators and removed them. 

Then I heard Master L's voice. "Hello my little slut, you ready for your last gift" "I was wondering who would present this gift to you, but looks like we have a winner here". I had no clue what he was talking about, so just remained silent. He snapped his fingers and I smelt W behind my head. Even after all this sexual activity, she smelled so good! 

She released the head rest and lowered my head. Then as I was wondering whether Master L was going to jam his cock down my throat, W suddenly clamped my nose between her thumb and index finger and removed the rag from my mouth.

"Time for some slave medicine", she said in a sweet voice and slowly started pouring my pee back into my mouth. I gasped and choked in surprise and spat most of it out of my mouth onto my face, down my hair and all over her hands. "You need to swallow sweety", otherwise this is going to be a long night, she said in a cajoling voice. Then she started pouring it again. When it filled my mouth, she stopped and waited. I gulped. With my nose shut, when I swallowed I felt my ears get blocked. Most of it went drown my throat but some of it I could not get in, it just spilled over. After each mouthful, she would stop, take her fingers off my nose, let me breathe for a few seconds and then start with the shut nose, piss in mouth routine. 

I lost track of how many mouthfuls of pee I swallowed that evening, but it seemed to go on for ever. After all the drinking earlier in the evening, I supposed I had peed a lot. When it finally ended my  face was coated with a mixture of sweat, piss, spit and cum.  

They left me there for about 30 minutes and then W came back into the room and the wonderful kind lady I had encountered earlier in the evening was back. She removed the O-ring from my mouth, and gently kissed me on the lips. "Hmm, you taste delicious", she said and laughed. One by one the straps came off and then finally she removed the eye mask and peeled off the tapes and with that my vision returned. I was so disoriented that I needed a lot of help just to walk a few feet and collapse on the floor. She turned me over gently on my back and whispered in my ear. "Daasi, your Swami, does not want you to clean yourself tonight, do you understand?". I nodded silently and was dimly aware of her dismantling the structure that had held me captive for this long when exhausted I drifted into the darkness of blissful sleep. ......

To be concluded ........