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Tony's Sex Slaves
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WARNING: This is the third part of this series, and like the previous
(and next) parts, it will involve blackmail and humiliation
of teenage females by one teenage male.
If you don't like this, skip it now.
All of this is purely fiction. Chrissy and Cynthia may exist in real
life (I won't tell you), but they aren't my sex slaves (yet ?).
Once again: English is NOT my mother tongue, so excuse me for any
grammatical and/or spelling mistakes. A few nice people on the net
have given a large amount of their time to help me with it, so it
is much improved since the first draft. Thanks go to these men and
women for their excellent remarks!
!! As always, this story is Copyright (C) 1994 by Major Tom !!
!! It may be spread, as long as nothing is changed. !!
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(God, I hate all this stuff, but it's become necessary, sorry ... :-)
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Tony's Sex Slaves by Major Tom Part 3
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Friday 24th
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It was just past 7:30 pm when I opened the front door of Chrissy's
house with my new key, which my Friday-slaves had given me, just as I
had asked. Slowly and silently, I wandered upstairs, curious as to
what I'd find up there. It was disappointing; both Chrissy and
Cynthia were just lying on the sofa, watching TV ... Obviously they'd
been expecting me; they were both fully clothed, and nothing had
happened so far.
"Hi there... Everything okay?"
They both looked at me, but didn't say anything, unwilling to answer.
Just when I was about to start yelling at them for being so impolite,
Cynthia answered:
"Yes, until you came in..."
I couldn't help but laugh, and seeing the surprised look on their faces
I laughed even harder; this wasn't the reaction they'd expected.
Obviously Cynthia had expected me to get angry at her reaction, but of
course that was one pleasure that I wouldn't give them; no way...
I fell down on the couch on the opposite side of their sofa, and looked
at them, smiling...
"Well... How was your week? I do hope you both enjoyed it? Have you
had some fun at school?"
Once again they refused to answer for a moment. Then Chrissy sighed:
"Tony, please... It's already bad enough that we have to bear with
you; please stop making it worse by trying to be polite... You're a
fucking blackmailer, and that's all there is to it. Don't expect us to
be polite and chat about normal things with you!"
"Chris... I told you last time; I want you two to be my Friday-night
slaves, and if possible I want us to become friends; I know this won't
be easy, but the least I expect you to do - or come to think of it,
what I order you to do - is to try as hard as you can. And I shall
repeat another thing as well: the better your efforts to make me feel
comfortable, the better I will treat both of you... When I'm happy,
you'll benefit from it; when you refuse to please me, I'll refuse to
be polite as well... Got it?"
Hell, what a speech, I thought... Once again the girls looked far
from happy, but I think they got the point. Fine...
"Now, since you two refuse to be nice, we'll skip the cosy part of our
meeting, and go on to the sex part... It's your own mistake!"
Cynthia sighed...
"No, stop... What do you wanna know about the week?"
"Tsss... Too late now, Cyn... Next time I show up on Friday I want a
welcome kiss from both of you; then we'll sit down, and chat about
the past week. And then we'll enjoy ourselves for the rest of the
evening, eventually with some sex, or maybe other stuff; depending on
what we want."
"But right now I have another comment to make: you are both wearing
jeans. The last 3 times I saw Cynthia, she was wearing a skirt. From
now on I want both of you to wear a skirt _every time_ we meet; I
_HATE_ girls wearing jeans, because that's not very ladylike, and it
certainly isn't particularly convenient for sex either. Chrissy,
please go upstairs, and change your clothes right now. And remember
this is the last time I want to say this: next time I see either of
you wearing jeans I'll punish you; understood?"
They both nodded, and after a small wave of my hand, Chrissy
reluctantly rose, and went upstairs. I looked at Cynthia, and then
said:
"Well... Since we'll have a few minutes before she returns, you might
as well tell me something about yourself; where do you attend
school?"
Although she was rather unwilling, she told me that she attended a
boarding school about 15 miles from our city. She only came home
during the weekends, and returned to school on Monday morning at 6 am,
returning Friday afternoon at 5 pm. She was in her senior year, and
doing rather well. Next year she would be attending the local
university. Obviously I wanted to ask more, but by that time Chrissy
had returned, and so I motioned for her to stop.
Chrissy was wearing a short black skirt, similar to the one that
Cynthia had been wearing last time. Because of her rather fat legs she
didn't look too good in it, but nevertheless I liked it better than the
jeans.
"You look much better, Chris... Thanks."
She gave a small laugh, knowing that I was lying, but was still pleased
with the compliment.
"Okay. Time for some fun, girls; I don't want you to miss your normal
Friday procedures just because of my presence..."
Neither of them moved. The last thing they wanted to do was have sex
with each other while I was watching. No way!
Wrong...
"Come on... Chris, sit down. Cyn, raise Chrissy's T-shirt, and start
playing with her breasts... You may even suck them if you want.
Just imagine the two of you sitting here alone; I'm not here..."
Cynthia looked at me, pleading. But I didn't give in; I just motioned
for her to start the show. Another sigh, and then she bent over, and
raised her lover's T-shirt, exposing a large bra which was filled with
Chrissy's enormous breasts. Slowly she unclipped the bra, and freed
the large love hills. She started caressing them and, rather quickly
forgetting my presence, began to get horny. She bent over even more,
and gave them a lick. Chrissy was still distracted by my presence, but
when Cynthia started sucking her nipples she tried harder, and
eventually succeeded in forgetting about me as well.
But I knew it was only temporary, and sure enough a few moments later
their enthusiasm seemed to have evaporated. I took the lead again:
"Okay. Now it's your turn, Chriss... Let's give Cynthia some enjoyable
moments as well."
I didn't need to repeat my command; Cynthia leaned backwards, and
pulled up her T-shirt, exposing her (smaller) bra, filled with her
smaller but nicer breasts. Soon her bra disappeared and fell to the
floor as well, and Chrissy was sucking those beautiful tits.
"Cyn, get your hand under Chrissy's skirt, and start fingering her..."
I looked up, through the window, and checked the angle. In my room,
the VCR was still running, and should be taping every move inside this
room. The girls were in the right position, and I now was assured of a
fine new tape; already the fourth one in this series. Nice!
I saw Cynthia's hand sliding under Chrissy's skirt, and saw her
struggle with Chrissy's panties. Suddenly I noticed from Chrissy's
reaction that Cynthia had reached her target: Chrissy's clit. The
girl almost jumped up, feeling her girlfriend's finger on her sensitive
knob, and I decided I wanted to see the whole action:
"Okay... Enough. Why don't you two try a 69? It'll be a lot easier..."
Both girls were getting hornier by the moment, and they didn't need
much encouragement. Soon they were furiously sucking each other's
clits; a great sight. Looking across at the other side, I wondered
whether my camera would have a clear sight of all this action, and then
decided that it didn't matter too much. Maybe it would be even better
if I only had half of this show; my fantasy no doubt would append the
rest of the story...
A suppressed moan came from the couch, and I looked over again, just in
time to see Cynthia having a great orgasm. I smiled, but remained
silent. This was going exactly the way I had planned it: being able
to enjoy all of the action up close, without any interference on my
part. Great!
Soon I saw Chrissy's body starting to shake as well, and a softer moan
confirmed this: she was having her first orgasm as well. At that
very moment they both remembered my presence again, and abruptly ceased
their activities.
"Well... That was a great show, ladies! Thanks..."
The look on both faces was the same: embarrassment... They had just
done the most private thing while I was there watching them do it. Oh
no...
"But I think you both forgot something... Chrissy? What did I tell
you last Sunday?"
She looked at me for a moment, uncertain as to what it was that I
wanted; then all of a sudden she realized what I meant. She sighed,
and softly whispered:
"Thank you Tony, for letting me have such a great orgasm..."
"WHAT? I can't hear you!"
She repeated it, louder this time, and I nodded.
"Cynthia? This is a rule in our game: everytime you have a great
orgasm, you should thank me for allowing you this..."
Cynthia looked as if she couldn't believe all of this, but on seeing the
serious look on my face, she decided that she'd better do it, and slowly
she said:
"Okay... Thank you, Tony..."
"NO! I want you to say the complete sentence; show your master how
thankful you REALLY are..."
Another deep sigh, and then:
"Thank you Tony, for letting me have such a great orgasm."
"That's more like it. Now, because you were so kind, I'll allow you
another one... Get over here..."
Reluctantly she came over to where I was sitting, and asked me what I
wanted her to do.
Hmm... She was really doing this the right way... My indoctrination
seemed to be working...
"Spread your legs, please..."
She did what I asked, and spread her legs nicely. As she was standing
just in front of me, I now had a perfect, up close view in her pussy.
It was still rather wet, and this gave me a new idea; I had only
planned to get a closer look at her pussy while Chrissy sucked her, but
now I wanted to do something else: I wanted to FEEL this beautiful
pussy!
I raised my hand, and touched her crotch. At first she pulled back,
but just a small grunt on my part was enough to stop this movement, and
she allowed me to run my hand through her pubic hair. It felt soft and
wet, and as I had never felt anything like this before, I felt great!
Slowly I searched for her opening.
"Spread your legs some more, bitch!"
Since she was shocked by the way that I had addressed her she didn't do
it immediately, but another grunt was once again enough, and she spread
her legs wider, improving my view.
Now I could see her opening rather well. Slowly, and with a bit of
teasing, I moved my finger towards it. Finally reaching it, I started
caressing her labia. It took a while before I noticed that my finger
was getting wet; at first I didn't know what to think of this, but a
few moments later I realized what was happening: Cynthia was, albeit
unwillingly, actually starting to enjoy this. She really didn't want
it, but her instincts took over, causing her juices to start flowing,
and making my finger wet.
At that very moment, I could easily have embarrassed her even more by
mentioning this, but somehow I got carried away by the magic of this
moment: after all it was the first time in my life that I had
succeeded in getting a girl turned on by something that I did, and I
wanted to enjoy this moment too much to spoil it.
I decided that the time had come to get some more experience. Slowly I
pulled her labia apart and pushed my finger inside. Again she began to
pull away, but this time she corrected the mistake herself, before I
had to warn her. After some exploratory moves, I found something hard,
and different from the rest of her insides: this could only be her
clitoris!
Indeed it was, and Cynthia herself confirmed this when I touched it:
a moan escaped from her mouth, and the quivering of her body was more
than obvious; I had found her pleasure button...
Slowly I started to play with this little girl-erection, and she
quickly became increasingly wet. And, of course, her moans were
telling me that I was doing a fine job. I still don't know how long I
sat there, playing with her clit, but suddenly she gave a little yell,
and the juices started flowing even harder: I had masturbated my
first girl, and made her have an orgasm!
A bit reluctantly, I withdrew my hand, and looked up:
"Well?"
"Thank you Tony, for... for... for letting me..."
She slowly nodded her head; she felt real bad; she had experienced an
orgasm, given to her by the person she hated most, and there was
nothing she could have done about it... Damn... A tear welled up in
her eyes, a few seconds later followed by a second one, and a third
one, and...
"Tsss.... Calm down... There's nothing to be ashamed of; you've
had a great orgasm; that's just natural. There's nothing you could
have done to stop me, and after all it's just what we both wanted: I
wanted to make you feel good, and that's what happened... Come on,
Cyn..."
I motioned Chrissy to come over, and she embraced her friend,
whispering some nice words, trying to calm her down as well.
About 5 minutes later, she was calm enough, and I could continue with
my plans. I looked at Chrissy, and asked her if she wanted to enjoy
the same feeling...
"Am I allowed to refuse?"
I laughed, and said:
"Why not? But then again, why should you? Either now or some other
Friday, I'll do it, so I guess you'd better say "Yes, Tony...",
shouldn't you?"
A sigh, and then:
"Oh well... I guess an orgasm is an orgasm... Try me..."
"Good girl! Come over here... I'll try to do my best..."
And that was exactly what I did; I started by exploring her pussy,
which seemed quite different from Cynthia's, but after a while I had
found her clitoris as well. Her cunt was extremely wet, and suddenly I
realized why: she'd been masturbating while I had been concentrating
on Cynthia! Tsss...
But still I wanted to give her the same great feeling, and I started
playing around with her clit, while my left hand went upwards towards
her breasts, caressing her erect nipples; Chrissy was enjoying this
too, and somehow I knew it wouldn't take long for her to come. And I
was right: after a few more minutes (I had discovered the right way
of touching her clit, as her breathing became harder and harder), she
had her orgasm as well...
Satisfied, she looked down, and with a glimpse of a smile, she said:
"Thank you Tony, for this great orgasm..."
"Hmm... I'm not sure it was the best you ever got, but then again I'm
a beginner, so my apologies for that. But eventually I'll improve my
technique, and maybe even the next time..."
She didn't react; now that her orgasm was over, she felt the same way
as Cynthia, and was now unwilling to say anything at all; after all I
was the blackmailer, and not a boyfriend or anything like that...
After all that, I suddenly realized that both girls had enjoyed a great
orgasm, while my own needs were still not satisfied. I decided I
should do something about this, and when Chrissy wanted to return to
the couch where Cynthia was sitting, I ordered her to stay where she
was.
"Now you both have enjoyed two great orgasms, and I haven't had even
one, so I think it's time for you two to do something about that; I
think that's the least you can do for me..."
Both girls suddenly looked scared as hell; I couldn't be serious about
this, could I?
Of course I could...
"Chriss, please open my zipper..."
She looked up again, and whispered:
"You have already embarrassed us more than enough today; please don't
make me do that..."
"Hey... I've just explained why; didn't you listen to what I said?
Look, we can do this either the easy way or the hard way; it's YOUR
choice..."
I paused for a second, and then added:
"Either you open that fuckin' zipper right now, or I'll do it myself,
and if I really have to do it myself, I'm gonna reward myself for
that, and I'll fuck you like hell; UNDERSTOOD?"
"Nooo..."
It was Cynthia, and she sounded even more scared than she looked...
Somehow the two girls were hiding something from me, because Chrissy
looked back at her girlfriend, and then suddenly turned again, and
unzipped my pants.
"Now that's better... Just take them off; that'll be more
comfortable for both of us."
Without any further protest she did what I asked, pulling my pants down
to my shoes. I kept quiet, and pointed at my shorts: my cock needed
some fresh air...
Reluctantly, but still without protest, she pulled my shorts, and
freed my shaft, which immediately jumped up, pointing right at
Chrissy's large breasts. It seemed harder than ever, which was hardly
surprising; after all, it was going to be the very first time ever
that a girl touched my member, and this exciting prospect made it
rock-hard.
I looked at Chrissy, curious about what she was thinking right now.
Her eyes told me everything I needed to know: she was as scared as
hell about what I had in mind for her, and once again, she realized
that there was nothing she could do to stop me. Damn!
At that moment, I motioned Cynthia to join us. Reluctantly she rose,
and came over, sitting down next to Chrissy.
"Okay, ladies... I've been nice to you, and now I want you two to be
nice to me as well. Chrissy, I want you to stroke my cock, very
gently, while Cynthia caresses my balls. And... BE CAREFUL;
whenever you hurt me I'll pinch one of your nipples, and I'll make
sure that it hurts too; understood?"
They both nodded, and when I made a small move with my hand, they made
a start. Chrissy was the first who entered the action; her warm hand
touched my dick, and I almost came; it was an incredible feeling!
And of course it could only get better; soon she was stroking it, and
when at that very moment Cynthia's hands cupped my balls, I knew I was
going to come any moment now; this was _the best feeling_ I had ever
had...
It was about one minute after they had started the job, when I felt my
balls boiling, and the cum searching its way through my shaft: I was
coming! At that moment I took over; I pushed Chrissy's hand away,
and pointed my cock towards her large breasts, just at the very moment
my cum reached the end of its long surge through my penis...
It was perfect: the cum spurted out of my cock in several large
loads, and it splattered right on her large breasts, where it began to
drip down, very slowly... A beautiful sight! At the same moment
she realized what had happened, and she gave a yell of disgust:
"Tony! Noo..."
I laughed, but when I noticed that she was trying to wipe it off, I
intervened:
"Stop! Leave it where it is!"
And then, suddenly, I got another great idea, and I added:
"Cynthia will help you on that one: Cyn, you may now suck her
breasts, and lick off all of my cum..."
"WHAT? Anything, but that, Tony, please!"
"Nope... You WILL do it, and you will do it NOW!"
Once again there was that special look on her face, and once again
Chrissy came to rescue her friend:
"I'll do it myself, Tony, look..."
And with that she moved her fingers over her breasts, taking as much
cum as she could, and brought them to her mouth. Suddenly she
hesitated, and asked:
"Can't I get AIDS this way?"
Honestly, I didn't know, but the idea of having Chrissy eat my cum was
all I could think of at that moment, and thus I answered, as
confidently as I could:
"Of course not... I wouldn't ask it if I wasn't sure about that..."
And then, getting an even better idea, I added:
"... And I've been tested on AIDS just 3 weeks ago; I'm clean..."
Another big lie, but I didn't care; I wanted this girl to eat my cum,
right now, and if possible, every week...
"Well? What are you waiting for? Either you eat it right now, or
Cynthia will have to do it; it's your choice!"
That was more than enough to convince her, and she put her fingers in
her mouth, and licked the cum... I could hardly believe this:
Chrissy was EATING my cum! WAW...
"So? What does it taste like?"
I was just teasing, and didn't really expect an answer, but
nevertheless I got one:
"Hmm... It's a bit like Cynthia's, but... different..."
I laughed, and then added:
"In that case I think I'll taste Cynthia's cum next week... Might be
good..."
Again the looks on both faces changed dramatically, and once again I
laughed...
"Come on... Don't be so scared... After all it's no big deal...
And there's still a whole week ahead before I'll eventually do it..."
Only a few minutes later I left the house, satisfied, and sure that I
could wait another week for another session, with a lot of help from
the recordings of today's adventures awaiting me in my room...
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NOTE: I've already started a 4th part in this series, and expect this
series to grown upto 10 parts at least. But all of that depends
on YOU. If I don't get any feedback, I'll never release any of
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Part 4 will be the last part ever released. (September '94)
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