Still standing in the dungeon, Nicole glanced at Sally. They seemed to come to some sort of unspoken agreement, because as if one, the two were standing nude before me.
"Master?"
"Yes, Sally."
"Uh, if you're not too tired and since we're all here and, well, would you do that to us, too?"
"You would dare ask your Master for a punishment?" I asked her darkly.
Quickly backtracking, she stuttered and stammered, "Uh, well, uh, no, uh, well, not exactly, M-m-master. We, uh, we weren't thinking of it as quite a p-p-punishment, sir."
"Well, I was. It has been quite a while since I've enjoyed the feel of the lash against your hot asses and, truth be told, those two girls of yours have got me hotter than I like. I think I would like to take it out on you two." I stared at them sternly. "Assume the position they were in."
My ladies blanched at my words and my tone but obediently bent over the trestles recently vacated by their daughters. I fastened their ankles wide apart. Before I bound their hands, I stood each one up in turn, kissed them deeply and then gagged them. Sally's eyes grew wide and moist when I fastened her gag. Quickly I loosened it and held her close.
"Too tight, lover?" I asked her.
She shook her head. "Just too perfect, Master. You are too kind to me."
Refastening her gag, I kissed her on her forehead, then bent her over and tied her hands out in front of her. I couldn't resist fondling those tremendous hanging globes, and Sally was soon squirming in her bonds, her juices dripping down her legs.
Nicole had observed my preparation of Sally and tried to devour me when I kissed her. I pulled back from her with a questioning look.
"Do not be gentle with me, Master. It is not necessary."
That was all she said. I gagged her and tied her over the padded bar of the trestle. I mauled her breasts roughly and when her moans of pleasure reassured me of her acceptance of the pain, I decided to add one more twisted piece of equipment to the afternoon's session.
I went to the rack and got four shorter leather straps and two cords. The leather straps were fastened around the bases of the four lovely hanging tits and pulled tight. They were tight enough to prevent the outflow of a lot of the blood, causing the orbs to swell to an abnormal hardness. The grossly distended nipples looked almost inflamed. Clamps on the ends of the cords were attached to those sensitive buds, causing the moans from the two women to intensify greatly. The cords had been looped through rings in the floor, and by pulling one end of the cord and re-tying it, I could increase the downward pull of the nipple clamps until the swollen breasts were tightly and painfully drawn toward the floor. Any movement translated into intense pain for my two lovers.
I picked the soft leather belt I had used on their daughters and stepped behind them. It was a sight to behold. Two alabaster asses, begging for the lash. I obliged.
I had a lot of pent up emotions and feelings and I took it out on those luscious moons. I don't know how long I lashed, first one, then the other, back and forth, back and forth. I sensed Sally cum first, then Nicole, then they came together, as if they were synchronizing their orgasms. I released the clamps on their nipples, and they screamed in blissful agony into the gags. The soft leather belt bit into their chests soon after, giving them little respite from the pain. They were not hard blows, but the swollen tissues were extremely sensitive. I sensed the pending explosions building in them both and quickly moved behind them. Using one hand on each glorious butt, I swatted them hard until they came together once more, a thunderous climax of pain and pleasure.
Not finished with them yet, I stepped behind Nicole. I moistened my pillar of stone in her flowing juices then placed the tip at her clenched rosebud. I had never taken her this way and, although she had seen me take Sally anally, she had never encouraged me to take her this way.
I felt her tense at the first touch. Then, with a heart-wrenching sob, she pushed herself back as best she could. I didn't understand, but I didn't sense any fear or terror from her, either. Slowly, I pushed forward, entering the hot cavern of her rectum. It was obvious she was tight and I was almost too big. She slumped as the waves of pain consumed her. I started to pull out, but she clamped down hard on my cock. It must have been intensely painful for her but I held still. Slowly she tried to thrust herself back towards me, urging me into her a little at a time. I thought she was going to hurt herself but she kept urging herself back on my rigid cock.
When I hit bottom, I felt as if I had died and gone to heaven, if heaven is ass-fucking. I mean, Sally's ass is wonderful and, well, I have to be real careful here, comparing two women's asses, but this first time with Nicole was every bit as wonderful as that first time in Sally's ass. There was just no bathing suit bottoms with Nicole. As I felt her acceptance of me, I slowly pulled out of that clasping hole, then just as slowly drilled back into the murky depths.
Nicole had relaxed by then and the initial pain of my impalement was subsiding. Make no mistake, I was big and her asshole was small. It hurt her. I knew it and her acceptance of this act was a special gift to me. I knew and I think she did too, that this would only be the first of many anal delights we would enact together. Each would hurt her, at least initially, just as they hurt Sally, but I knew she would soon eagerly seek to please me in this way.
As she relaxed I increased the speed of my strokes into that clutching orifice. With all the prior stimulus with the teens, I figured I wouldn't last long and I didn't. I lay gasping, sprawled over her sweaty striped back, having spent myself deep within her bowels. I could still feel her trembling from the post-coital orgasms coursing through her. I tenderly caressed her hanging tits, tweaking her nipples to coax a final spasm or two from her exhausted body.
Thanks to the miracle devices of Dr. Wang, I was as hard when I pulled out as I had been when I first plundered her ass. As much as I would have loved to stay there and let it marinate in her steamy heat, I had one more ass to poke.
Sally, knowing what was coming, was open and relaxed as I presented the tip of my shit-soiled cock to her anus. With a lunge, I sank in balls deep on the first stroke. Only it wasn't into her ass. With a slight shift at the last moment, I buried myself into her steaming cunt. I could hear her moan of disappointment and ecstasy even through the gag. The enhancer from those tiny devices embedded in her kicked in and Sally drifted off on a sexual odyssey, sending out her joy and love to me over her link. I plowed on into her until I deposited a load in her as well.
All in all, not a bad half-day's work.