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 ï>¿Maeson's Full Time Assistant A Maeson and Kimber Story by TailWeaver
CopyrightÂ(C) 2018 by TailWeaver

   Chapter 13

    -œHey!  You guys can -(TM)t do that!  There are kids around! -

    -œOh fuck, we gotta bolt! - Cam yelled, pulling out and trying to
quickly put himself back in his pants.  As the two of them roughly tried to
get their things together, they could see someone running towards them,
forcing them to simply grab their stuff and run.

   Kimber tried to pull her shirt back together as the two left, leaving
Cam to grab their stuff as he was quicker to get his clothes back in place.
Darting down a side street onto another avenue parallel to the one they had
been taking, she barely got her shirt buttoned, haphazardly, her bra never
quite getting back into place.   -œOh god, we are so dead! - she cried.

    -œWe can do it, your place was not that far, right? - Cam yelled as he
urged her onward, pulling on her hand to help to run faster and escape the
irate member of the public.

    -œYeah, I guess, just another block, lets hurry - she cried, her free
arm coming across her chest trying to keep her unbound state from impeding
her progress.

   For a long minute or two, all she could hear was the pounding of blood
in her ears, and the slap slap of their feet on the pavement.  Finally
reaching her building, she did not stop, but sped all the way inside,
collapsing against the wall, hoping they had gotten free.

   Cam turned and peered back out the door, watching for a long minute to
see if they had lost their pursuer.  Turning, he saw Kimber still catching
her breath, and as they looked at each other, the fear in her eyes began to
subside, and suddenly she burst out in a case of giggles.

    -œOh god, oh god, that was so wrong.  God you are going to get me
killed you know! -

    -œSorry, but, god, you are something else! -

    -œThanks, um, you know, for everything, but I do need to hurry.  Um,
see you tomorrow? - she asked, coming away from the wall and holding out
her hand for her bag that he had gallantly retrieved while she had been
trying to get her shirt back on.

    -œS-sure - he said, handing her bag over, the intensity of their
previous actions racing through his mind as he longed for a more complete
encounter.   -œMaybe we can, um, you know, not rush home - like, go out or
something? -

    -œYeah, um, maybe, I gotta check, but I would like that - she told
him, lifting up on her toes and kissing him quickly before ducking into the
elevator, leaving him bemused and bewildered.

   Cam watched, idly, as the lights of the elevator went up, pausing on the
sixth floor.   -œAh, they up there with the best view - he thought,
turning and heading out the door, stopping when he felt the object in his
pocket.  He still had her vibrator, and for a moment he considered taking
it home and using it to  -~inspire -(TM) him later, but he realized that he
had a perfect excuse to follow after.  Darting back to the elevator, he
waited for it to open again, punching in the number six and hoping he had
it right.

   Kimber made her way to her door and paused for a moment, knowing that
she was going to have to have a difficult conversation with Maeson.  She
had stopped Cam, it was true, but not before they had actually had (at
least briefly) sex.  Her mind began to picture Maeson -(TM)s face, trying
to imagine his reaction, but she found herself unable to really guess. 
Glancing back down the hall, she realized she needed to get inside, and she
kicked off her sandals, and slipped her skirt down over her hips, letting
it pool about her feet while she began to unbutton her shirt.  A ding from
the elevator warned her that someone was calling or using it, and she began
to speed up, getting frustrated when her misaligned bra gave her issues as
she turned it around, the hook having somehow gotten buried within the
fabric of her bra strap.  Swearing, she worked feverishly to get the hook
undone, her small bells tinkling feverishly as they bounced around with her
actions.  Finally getting the snap free, she pulled it and her shirt off of
her shoulders, and squatted down to grab her skirt and sandals.  She heard
the elevator beep loudly, afraid to look and see if it was at their floor,
she pulled her things together and got her school stuff off of the floor.
Her bag in one hand and clothes grasped against her, she opened the
apartment door, glad that it was not locked this time.

   Cam was not sure he had seen what he thought he had seen.  Unless his
eyes were mistaken, Kimber was going into her apartment, completely naked,
her bag and clothes in her hand.  What the fuck was going on with this
chick?   -~He thought, fingering the vibrator in his hand, suddenly
uncertain about the wisdom of showing up at her door unannounced.

   Laying on the couch, feet up on an arm of the couch, Maeson was reading.
Reading really played a huge role in his job.  In fact, he spent at least
three hours a day reading different articles.  Articles on different
companies, articles on technology in general, etc.  etc.  So there he was,
newspaper folded over on itself in one hand, the other behind his head
enjoying a breeze from the open window, and reading when he heard the door
unlock and open.

    -œWelcome home, - he said out loud as eyes ran along the line of the
sentence.  He didn -(TM)t really have to say Kimber -(TM)s name, he knew it
was Kimber.  Almost every day his little sister would finish with classes,
and walk home after she finished with whatever.  Sometimes she was a little
earlier, sometimes a little later, but it was almost always about this
time.

   Unlike yesterday, when their father had come to visit, today it was just
the two of them,  -œSo how was your day? - Maeson continued,  -œIt -(TM)s
been pretty quiet, nothing super exciting so I was thinking of heading out
for dinner.  Do you have a lot of homework?  Got time to go out tonight? 
Or should I think about take out? -

   Putting his paper down on his chest he looked to Kimber, his pet, as she
came in things bunched up in her arms and looking well, a bit flushed he
thought

   Kimber put her stuff down on the small table that had become her de
facto clothing storage spot, and set her bag down next to it.  Picking up
her collar and hooking it around her neck, she turned to head over towards
Maeson, she felt that familiar feeling of being owned as soon as his
protective gaze washed over her.  Getting next to the couch, glancing down
and him and not sensing he had an immediate need for her, she knelt down as
she had been taught, putting her buttocks on her heels and keeping her back
straight.  Her little bells tinkled a little as she settled into place
before she answered.   -~No, I have just a little bit of reading, so, um,
whatever you want is fine, um, sir - she said with a smile, glad to be
home where she at least knew the rules.  She eyed his groin, but waited,
answering his questions first.  She could feel her arousal keeping herself
damp and her thighs wet, and she began to practice in her head what she was
going to say when he asked about her day with the toy inside of her.   -~Oh
god.  The toy! -(TM) she thought desperately, realizing she had taken it
out when she and Cam had...

   Putting this paper aside, Mason swing his legs over the side and spread
his legs.  looking at his phone as he waited for her to do her job.

   Kimber smiled a little, comforted by the routine.  She was pretty sure
she knew what he wanted most days, but he had looked a little closed off at
first, and she did not want to do anything wrong.  His simple movements
made it clear that nothing had really changed.  Scooting forward, she
deftly undid his belt and pulled his shorts out of the way as she rubbed
her face over his thickening shaft.  Opening her mouth, she slid her lips
over the thick head of his prick, her nostrils flaring as she inhaled the
scent that was uniquely Maeson.  As she slid her lips down over his prick,
sucking on him eagerly, she heard the doorbell ring.

    -œWho the hell? - Maeson said, pushing Kimber back, leaving her
kneeling on the floor, saliva coating her lips.  As he tucked himself in,
mentally trying to calm down quickly, he went to the door and took a glance
through the peep hole.  Opening the door part way, he glanced at the young
kid standing in their hallway.

    -œSorry to bother you, but, um, well, I -(TM)m a friend of Kimber
-(TM)s, Cam, and I was wondering if she was home.  I, um, forgot to give
her something that she will need before school tomorrow and stuff. - Cam
was a bit surprised to see the older, but still young man answering the
door.  He had just seen Kimber go in, and he had not been sure but he had
thought she might answer it.  Perhaps this was the Maeson she kept talking
about.  The older guy -(TM)s steely gaze was a little intimidating, and as
he faltered for an explanation, he fell silent, standing there like a
stump.

   Maeson smiled when he realized that this was the boy his sister had
embarrassed herself in front of.   -œOh, I see.   -œ He was tempted to just
blow the kid off, but as he thought about it, his mind began to run along a
new devious path and he opened the door a little further, though still not
letting the boy inside.  Turning back to where he had left his collared pet
kneeling, he called her over.   -œKimber, one of your friends from school
is here, come see what they want. - If it had been anyone else, he
probably would have not exposed the depths of her obedience, at least not
yet, but he knew that she had explained a couple things to Cam, and while
this would likely shock the boy, he was not likely to simply head for the
cops.

   Kimber got up from her spot on the floor, but stopped when she realized
that Maeson wanted her to answer the door, just as she was.  Her nipples
were rock hard and aching from the blow job she had started to give, and
there was no way she was going to be able to hide her complete nudity.

    -œKimber, now.  Don -(TM)t make it worse for you.  You -(TM)ve already
earned a punishment for your delay -

   Maeson -(TM)s stern voice got her moving again, and as she moved up
beside him, she took his place in the open doorway, glancing out at Cam
nervously as Maeson backed away.  She could see him looking at her in
surprise, his gaze running from her slave collar, to her hard nipples, to
her bare sex, before coming back to rest on her eyes.

   Cam felt out of his depth, and for a bit, speechless.  He had thought he
had seen her going naked into her apartment, and the confirmation now was
more than a bit mind blowing.  Here was Kimber naked as the day she was
born, with a collar on, and a man talking about punishment for a delay. 
Presumably the one who had been making Kimber vibrate with arousal.  Cam
felt nervous, turned on, confused all at the same time.  He could feel
Maeson watching him too, which made him feel only more nervous.

    -œUh Hey! - Cam said with a bit of false bravado as the girl he was
crushing on answered the door completely naked, like this was totally
normal.   -œYou er, forgot something, - Cam told her deliberately leaving
out the fact that it was her vibrator with Maeson looking on.  Reaching
out, he held the vibrator out deliberately palming the device in the hopes
that this Maeson wouldn -(TM)t actually know what he was handing over,
avoiding embarrassment for both Kimber and himself.

   As he stood there, hand turned down waiting for Kimber to get the
vibrator, hoping that she might understand.  So many questions he wanted to
ask her raced through his head.  He knew she was,  -~okay -(TM), he had
asked her that earlier in the day.  For him, he felt Kimber had pretty
plainly stated she wanted this, even liked it, but what was this?  Had they
been having sex before he arrived, what was going on?  At the thought of
Kimber having sex, he couldn -(TM)t help it as he got a bit of a hard on.
She was naked before him, almost with a nervous, but natural air like this
state wasn -(TM)t completely unusual for her.

    -œYou uh, forgot this, - Cam told her again when she didn -(TM)t seem
to hear him.

   Kimber seemed in a bit of shock as well as she reached out, eyes wide,
or almost as wide as his as she took the vibrating item,  -œyou didn -(TM)t
have to, - Kimber told him.

    -œI know, I mean it wasn -(TM)t that big of a deal, I had just walked
you home, right?  I hadn -(TM)t gotten that far down the street and I
realized I was still holding onto it for you.  Thought you might want it
back and it -(TM)s not like it -(TM)s a hard climb up here or anything...
- Cam stalled out trailing off, as the vibrator of course chose that
moment to go off, buzzing between Kimber -(TM)s hand and Cam -(TM)s and
making a soft whining sound as it vibrated in his hand audibly for all
three to hear.

    -œWhat is that? - Maeson asked breaking back into the conversation. 
Stepping back up he stood directly behind Kimber.   -œPet, turn your hand
over, I want to see what that is, - Maeson commanded.

   Kimber had felt more than a little embarrassed to have Cam see her in
her full submissive form, but she did not hesitate to do as Maeson asked,
answering the door and listening as Cam nervously explained his reason for
coming.  She could see that he was thrown for a loop, though he was gamely
soldiering on, trying to discreetly hand over the vibrator she had
completely forgotten.

   She could feel his hand shaking as she took the toy from him, but his
innocuous use of the key word exposed their attempted subterfuge.  Pulling
her hand back and turning it over, she showed Maeson the vibrating toy in
her hand, sure now that there was going to be hell to pay.  Her only
uncertainty was when, where, and how much.  Not if.  Definitely not if, she
decided, seeing the look on Maeson -(TM)s face - stern disapproval mixed
with a hint of a smile.   -~God, he was going to enjoy this! -(TM) she
thought, turning to face the music.

    -œHrmmmmm... - Maeson said as he looked from Kimber, to Cam, and back
to Kimber again, but he kept it pretty much to himself enjoying it as his
little sister squirmed in discomfort.  For the moment he was all about
flaunting Kimber -(TM)s situation, and the territorial alpha male wanted
Cam to know who it was Kimber answered to, but he wasn -(TM)t going to blow
this wide open, at least not yet.  So for the moment he dropped the matter,
and turned his attention back to Cam.

    -œWell I -(TM)d say that you owe Cam an apology for making him have to
run all the way back here - and to say thank you, wouldn -(TM)t you?  It
would be impolite for him to leave at least without a thank you. -

    -œReally, uh Maeson, it was not a problem, really, - Cam stammered out
feeling some of the undercurrents of the situation but not really
understanding what was occurring.

    -œWell I appreciate it.  Part of the rules Kimber is supposed to be
following does not include leaving her vibrator behind, - Maeson told him
in response,  -œSo I appreciate the effort you made for her.  Kimber, say
thank you, and then rejoin me in the living room please. -

    -œCam, it was nice to meet you, - Maeson told him in a pleasant voice,
 -œperhaps at a later time we might get a chance to chat more. -

   Kimber turned and watched her brother walk back into the other room, her
eyes questioning and uncertain.  He had not been specific, but based on the
way he had reacted when she had failed to thank Cam for her orgasms, she
was fairly certain that he meant the same sort of  -~thank you -(TM).  But
she was not really sure.  Sometimes she thought he liked to keep her
guessing.  Turning back to Cam, she looked at him, still devouring her nude
body with his eyes and smiled.

    -œWell, I do want to thank you for bringing the vibrator back - she
said, leaning in and whispering an addition  -œEven if I am pretty sure you
just wanted to see where I lived! -.  Looking down his body, well aware of
his arousal, she was again not sure what Maeson had really intended, so she
erred on the side of safety.   -œUm, if you could just step inside for a
second. - she said, motioning him to a spot right by the door frame, she
haphazardly tried to shut the door while simultaneously dropping to her
knees and looking up.   -œGuess it -(TM)s your lucky day, hmmm? - she
teased, reaching up and deftly opening his pants, her mouth seeking the
head of his prick before more than a couple of seconds had passed.

   As Maeson awaited his pet in the next room, Cam really couldn -(TM)t
believe, and certainly would not have guessed that this delivery would have
ended this way with him, his cock out and Kimber -(TM)s lips wrapped around
his cock for the second time that day in her home -(TM)s hallway.

   Cam tried to keep it down, and did an admiral job, but it was hard not
to gasp, and it was hard not to keep looking down the hallway where Maeson
certainly was.  He was curious if Maeson was watching somehow, after all
some people set up cameras in their own place, right?  Could he be sitting
in the living room watching his young girlfriend blow one of her boys from
school?  After all he had read some stories like that, guys who got off on
their girls doing things, but it never seemed this bizarre.

    -œAre you sure this is ok? - Cam whispered to her, afraid that Kimber
-(TM)s boyfriend might just walk back in.  He wanted to ask more.  He
wanted to know what type of relationship his school mate, his crush, was in
that this type of thing was ok.  Kimber made his thinking difficult though,
as the moments slipped by.  Soon he was kinda of getting off on the idea
that Kimber was there to  -~thank him -(TM), in the most sexual way
possible.  Somehow this made it hot, that it was consensual, that it was ok
for her to do this, and even encouraged, and the questions just drifted
away as Kimber got him to explode for the second time that day.

   Kimber could sense Cam -(TM)s reluctance, at first, but as she pulled
more of his tasty cock into her mouth, she could feel him relax and get
into it.  She barely heard him whisper to her, her mouth and lips
concentrating on feeling every inch of his throbbing cock head, but she
nodded, eagerly, bobbing up and down for a minute, letting him know that
this was indeed ok.  It was more than ok, she thought, feeling her damp sex
moisten even further as she played the obedient little slut.  This was not
the first time Maeson had told her to thank Cam, but it had never been
quite so direct.

   Sucking hard, her lips firmly around his shaft, she felt the first
spurts of his second explosion hit the top of her mouth, and she moaned
aloud in apparent need.  Humming or making a noise very like humming, she
inhaled more of his cock as it continued to spurt, her eager acceptance of
his cum mute proof that she was more than happy to  -~thank him properly
-(TM).

   As his orgasm subsided he groaned, especially as Kimber finished by
running her tongue up and down his shaft making him shiver, especially as
she looked up at him like that, eyes wide, even eager.  This was a side to
her that Cam had glimpsed at, but not fully seen.  Kimber in her own
element, slutty sure, but also there was something else, perhaps
comfortable?  She had said that she liked that she felt free and unjudged.

   Reaching down Cam pulled Kimber to her feet,  -œHey Thank you, - he
told her, then bashfully he added,  -œand I -(TM)m sorry if I got you in
trouble, I just thought you would want your vibrator thing back. -

   Kimber nodded, smiling, but not saying anything more than another 
-~Thanks again -(TM) as she reopened the partially closed front door.  She
was not being purposefully mysterious, rather she was mentally already
preparing to see her brother, and submit to whatever consequences were in
store.  As Cam left, promising to see her at school, she closed the door
and paused for a moment, feeling her body already reacting to what was
going to happen.  She could feel her heart beginning to beat faster, and
her nerves seemed to tingle in the oddest places as she made her way back
to her brother -(TM)s spot on the couch.  Her hand was unconsciously
grasping and ungrasping the vibrator, and she quickly paused to slide it
back into her before she headed back to Maeson.

   Maeson was in much the same position as before, and since they had been
interrupted, she assumed that he would expect her to continue.  Uncertainty
crossed her face as she glanced up at his unreadable face, she knelt
before, exactly where she had been before, and reached for his pants,
deftly working the snap.

   As Kimber re entered the room Maeson waited for his slave sister to
retake her position and once again fish his prick from his pants.  In truth
he wasn -(TM)t upset with Kimber, not really.  That would be like being
upset at a fox for eating chickens.  Kimber had been trained for the last
year to respond sexually to boys, and he had just started his word
conditioning for one day.  He wasn -(TM)t exactly sure how that had gone
either.  Certainly there was evidence that Kimber was having a hard time
maintaining her poise.

    -œSo, - Maeson began in a light conversational tone as Kimber replaced
her mouth around his dick,  -œWhat exactly did happen?  And at one point
were you going to tell me that you had disobeyed me? - Putting his hand on
the back of Kimber -(TM)s head to hold her from coming off his cock
immediately to answer him, he continued.   -œNo no, just a moment, keep
sucking, while I tell you what I have seen so far. -

    -œSo far, I have seen evidence that you removed your vibrator, without
permission, that very likely you have fucked, as in taken the young man
-(TM)s cock in you, without permission, and you had not even attempted to
contact me to ask for permission before doing either, am I wrong? - Maeson
finished speaking and pulled Kimber gently off his cock by the back of her
hair so she was certain this was his wish for her to answer now.

    -œTell me Kimber, what happened. -

   Kimber paused to lick her lips clean of her excess spittle quickly,
answering, in a rather subdued and uncertain voice.   -œYeah, sort of like
you said.  I mean, he had made me cum a couple times during school, and I
knew what you said last time, and I swear I was just meaning to, you know,
like I just did, but... - Looking up at him, before dropping her gaze, her
eyes filled with the sight of his still throbbing and slick wet cock.   -œI
dunno, it was just going to be another kind of teasing, but then the
vibrator went off a couple times, and I just kind of lost control and I
pulled it out of me so ...  But I swear, as soon as I realized it I stopped
it, and you know, finished with my mouth. -

   Maeson listened to Kimber ramble on, obviously bothered by the way he
might react as he sat there, his fingers laced in her hair.  She was
nervous for sure, and as the explanation spilled from forth it sounded like
nervous rambling, Unwilling to just sit there with his wet cock bobbing he
put his own hand around it, and gently tapped the side of Kimber -(TM)s
mouth with it.  He knew from listening to her, that it was time to be firm,
and he was pretty sure Kimber had just gotten carried away with Cam, but at
the same time he didn -(TM)t think he could entirely let it go lest a
pattern might begin.  Making a hrmm-ing ...  noise to let her know that he
had heard her, he waited thoughtfully, but decided to repeat what she had
said,  -œSo let me see if I have this straight, you where horny from
stimulation, and having him get you off twice during the day.  Then during
the process of taking care of Cam, you removed the vibrator, cause it went
off too much.  He put his cock in you, to tease you, and it went too far,
and when you realized it was in you, before you two finished you got him
off with your mouth? -

   Raising an eyebrow to let Kimber know how silly it sounded as he
repeated it, he let go of her hair, and tried a different tact,  -œThat
didn -(TM)t make a lot of sense, leave my dick alone, and let -(TM)s try
this differently.  Sit back on your haunches, between my legs, back
straight, and palms up.  Now repeat the story, but explain thoroughly, and
take your time. -

   As he waited for Kimber to comply, he continued,  -œNow, take a breath,
and relax.  I -(TM)m not actually angry with you, though I am concerned
that you disobeyed some orders, though, in some ways this is my fault
Perhaps I have overloaded you with stimuli without actually allowing you
any outlets, so explain to me what happened.  So, again, explain what
happened Pet. -

   There was an intimacy to the whole moment that was both heady and
humiliating.  Talking, explaining, while kneeling naked between his legs,
his cock pressing against her face as if he was simply tapping his fingers,
all worked to reinforce where she fit into the grand scheme of things.  She
had learned to love being controlled, to serve, so when he had her sit
back, and explain again, she quailed inside, sure she had displeased him.
His words did comfort her a little bit as he insisted he wasn -(TM)t mad,
so she tried to explain again, this time while in her more usual  -~present
-(TM) position.

    -œI -(TM)m sorry, um, let me think.  Before school we were talking, and
the vibrator kept going off because it -(TM)s hard to not say that word. 
Oh god I just said it, sorry, um,  -œ she rambled a bit as the pulses from
the vibrator started again.

    -œAnyway, since he had watched me in art class that first time, I think
he just knew the signs, and before I realized it, he had me off to the side
and asking me about it, about being aroused and horny, and he made me cum,
even before the first bell.  Then it was a little better, though every
class someone or other would say the word and I would be, you know, kept
warm.  It was kinda fun, though I worry about not being in control.  Maybe
that -(TM)s what you are doing? - Kimber paused a second, looking at him
before continuing.   -œAnyways, it was in art class that it happened again,
we were watching a class video, so it was all dark and he had gotten us two
chairs in the back.  It was very exciting, though it was very nerve
wracking thinking someone might see, or hear - which I was very careful to
not make any noises, even though he had his hand between my legs almost the
whole time.  I tried to, you know, play with him a little, but there was no
real way to do anything without making a mess in class, so I guess, again i
just let him please me.  I swear though, I think he likes it!  Really -
she added, trying to make it sound like she wasn -(TM)t really displeasing
Cam all that much.

    -œBut I think you want to know about when I took it out.  It -(TM)s
like, I knew I was supposed to thank him, and so on the way home we were
talking about it, and I told him that I would, you know, thank him.  But he
didn -(TM)t seem to want this... - she said, pointing to herself kneeling
in front of him,  -œand he was holding and rubbing against me, saying it
would not be fucking if we just rubbed.  I thought it would be ok, but he
kept saying hard, how hard he was and I was just so turned on I just had to
feel him.  I pulled the vibrator out and I guess dropped it, but I knew it
was wrong as soon as I let him inside of me, so I stopped, even though I
was so turned on.  I think he was mad, but I made him cum really good, and
then, you know, he came here so he can -(TM)t be that mad? - The vibrator
was buzzing happily again, and Kimber mentally told herself to watch her
words more carefully, though the feeling was far less embarrassing when it
was just Maeson around.

    -œThat -(TM)s all, um, I think.  Sir. -

   As he took all of the explanation in, he watched his little sister, his
pet, try to explain her entire experience.  The second go around was
better. It explained a lot better how she had gotten in the predicament,
and the extent to which she had disobeyed him, if one were really to call
it that.  As it was, he knew he had set the situation up, and he had indeed
been working to break down Kimber -(TM)s barriers to be sexually
subservient.  To him this all made sense and he couldn -(TM)t really be
upset with Kimber for ending up in a situation where she was serving and
submitting to one of her classmates.

    -œI doubt that he is mad, - Maeson reassured her, as he motioned her
forward again and indicated that she was to again resume taking care of him
now that he had the full explanation,  -œafter all, he wouldn -(TM)t have
followed you up to your apartment, or allowed you to get him off again,
right? -

   Sighing in satisfaction when Kimber took him in her mouth again, he told
her,  -œYour mine Kimber, you gave yourself to me.  Everything I have done
for your training has furthered that, which includes conditioning you to
the word hard.  I want you aroused when you hear the word, I want you to be
able to assist me, but respond on command as well.  I can hardly hold you
accountable for becoming aroused when the word is used, encouraged by the
vibrator I have you using.  Mistakes are going to happen, sure, but I also
expect you to learn to balance the arousal with the instructions to serve
me.  You -(TM)re not a machine, you -(TM)re a submissive young woman who
has given herself to her brother to be used, and cared for.  I don -(TM)t
expect perfection, but I do expect you to improve, and I need to give you
ways to improve.  Does this make sense? - he asked as he looked down at
her.   -œI love you, but if you are going to be mine, my lover, my pet, my
slave, my assistant, I am going to have to devise ways for you to serve me.
-

   Finished with his explanation, he flexed his hips enjoying Kimber -(TM)s
mouth and let her continue uninterrupted for a moment before getting to
what he had been thinking the entire time,  -œSo I was thinking, perhaps it
-(TM)s time we invite Cam over for dinner. -

   Kimber paused in her sucking for only a moment, looking up at her
brother in surprise, before sliding her lips down and taking more of him
into her mouth, working to please him.  The vibrator had continued to
randomly change speeds and intensity, and her lower body was awash in a
warm heat.  She was sure she was dripping with eagerness, even though she
did not spare either hand to check.   -œMMmhmmm - she mumbled around his
flesh inside of her, nodding her head a little to silently answer him  -~ok
-(TM), even though her mind was racing, wondering what he would do or say
to Cam.  Would she be serving them both?  Would she be simply at Maeson
-(TM)s side while they talked?  Would he  -~demonstrate -(TM) to make a
point.  All of these thoughts and more were racing through her mind while
she continued to try and make him cum with her mouth, her hands and lips
and mouth working almost automatically.

    -œGood, - Maeson finished, relaxing into Kimber -(TM)s service more
now that the issue of her taking someone -(TM)s cock without his permission
was settled.  With a soft groan, he slid down on the couch a bit more and
spread his legs as he watched Kimber work him with her mouth,  -œTomorrow,
why don -(TM)t you extend the invitation to him for, say, - he paused
thinking as he ran his hand over Kimber -(TM)s head finger -(TM)s trailing
through her hair,  -œThursday?  I believe Thursday would work. -

   Letting Kimber continue for a while, Maeson allowed her time to work his
shaft, his eyes roaming over her with that sense of ownership that was just
coming naturally to him at this point.  He was, point made to himself, not
jealous of Cam.  He knew exactly how that felt, as anyone growing up felt,
but he did feel a certain amount of possessiveness when it came to Kimber,
and he figured that the upcoming dinner might help to smooth things over a
bit as well as help his little sister along with her training.

   Mulling it over in his mind, he was coming closer and closer to release
as he played out the idea in his head picturing what Thursday evening
-(TM)s dinner would be like.  He toyed with the idea of making Kimber crawl
into his lap right now, of taking her ass because right now he certainly
wasn -(TM)t going to allow her to remove the vibrator again.  But after
consideration, he dismissed the idea, instead taking her by the back of her
head and pushing himself as far down her throat was possible without
hurting her before he came spurting into her mouth.

   Thursday was going to be an interesting lesson.



   Chapter 14: Preparations

   Walking down the wood covered hallway, Cam -(TM)s mind immediately went
back to what had happened on Monday and the multiple ways in which Kimber
and her friend Maeson had messed with the order of the universe in his
head. Not that he was complaining, Kimber was an amazing girl and her
apparent eagerness to obey her, for lack of a better term  -~Master -(TM),
only made him that much more intrigued.  When Kimber had asked him the next
day to come to dinner tonight, he had agreed without even clearing it with
his parents, knowing that he would somehow make it work.  It helped that
she did not live that far from the school, and he could get a ride there
easy enough - he did not really want his parents knowing where Kimber
lived. Not that he was ashamed or anything, but if they ever saw what he
saw when she went into her apartment, they would likely ban him from seeing
her.  And that would never do.

   Waiting for a moment after knocking, he was all ready to greet Kimber,
having brought a small guest gift for dinner, a bottle of sparkling cider
nicely tied up in a bow.  When he saw that it was Maeson, he was
momentarily at a loss for words but quickly recovered.

    -œHi, uh, thanks for you guys inviting me over for dinner.  I, er,
brought this? - he said with a note of uncertainty in his voice, still
rather intimidated by the darker man.

   Maeson reached out and took the bottle from Cam,  -œThank you, - he
told him,  -œthough it was more me who extended the invitation.  Kimber had
told me a lot about you and I figured that it was about time that you and I
met.  Come in, come in. - Maeson told in him a friendly manner.  Maeson
had dressed pretty casually, for him.  He was wearing slacks and a button
up shirt.  Cleaned up, but simple, but he made it obvious that he had some
money, if the condo didn -(TM)t say that for himself.

   Moving aside Maeson let the younger man in the door, holding it open so
Cam could come inside before he shut it behind him,  -œI -(TM)m sorry, but
Kimber is busy, but will join us later, I hope you -(TM)re ok with that, it
gives us, just the guys a chance to talk, and get to know each other. -

   Leading the way, Maeson headed toward the kitchen to get ice for a pair
of tumblers that he sat up on the counter before opening the bottle that
Cam had brought,  -œSo Cam, you -(TM)re an athlete right, football?  Is
that what I hear? - Maeson asked giving the chance for Cam to talk and put
the kid at ease.  So far, he liked the young guy.  He had been respectful
when he had dropped off the vibrator earlier, and he seemed to genuinely
like Kimber, even despite the fact that Kimber obviously had an unusual
relationship in her life...   -œI never did football, I was always a runner
and ran all the way to school, and I still run. - He continued pouring the
drink into two glasses for them,  -œI was never really big enough, or had
good enough hands for receiving. -

    -œYeah, I play some ball, and lacrosse in the off season.  Get -(TM)s
the blood flowing and stuff, but I dunno, it -(TM)s still just a game.  I
like to run some too, you know, exercise, though not like those guys on the
cross country team.  They can really pile on the miles. - Cameron was not
the greatest at small talk with someone new, but Maeson was putting him at
ease enough that he found it easy to talk about himself.  Taking the glass,
he followed Maeson into the other room, sitting down carefully in the chair
Kimber -(TM)s roommate pointed to.  He always tried to be careful, he was a
big guy and sometimes things were more fragile than they looked, though
thankfully everything appeared more than sturdy here.  It was a very nice
place, as he thought about it, looking around and noticing the little
things that bespoke a bit of money, a bit of style.

    -œI like to draw, or paint, just about as much, though, in fact, that
-(TM)s where I first got to know Kimber, in art class - he said, trying to
keep the conversation going, mentally grinding to a halt when he realized
exactly what had happened in that art class, and how things had so rapidly
changed.  Definitely not a before dinner conversation topic Nervously
taking another drink, he tried to relax, idly wondering where Kimber was,
and how long he was going to have to be alone with the nice enough for a
guy, Maeson.

   .   -œOh yeah, - Maeson chimed in picking up on the lead,  -œKimber had
told me that she had met you in the first class.  She said that you are a
very good painter, from her perspective at least, and that you owed a lot
of that to your Mom, who is a professional artist; which I think is really
cool.  She also mentioned that you had invited her over to check out some
of your Mom -(TM)s work, which is also cool. -

   Relaxing into the same seat where Kimber had incidentally had been
taking care of him the last time Cam had interrupted them, he crossed his
leg over the other, and held his tumbler on his knee,  -œAre you going to
go to college? - Maeson inquired,  -œAny plans to use sports or art to pay
for it, like with a grant or something?  Your smart, I bet you could swing
it, - Maeson told him,  -œI went to school with a friend who got a sports
scholarship playing football. -

   Cam shrugged noncommittally,  -œI dunno, I -(TM)m ok at this level, but
college is another thing entirely. - Taking a drink, he paused, hearing an
odd sound that did not fit with the room.  Since Maeson did not seem to
notice or say anything, he ignored it, continuing to make small talk about
school and art.  He was surprised at how easy it was to talk to this
Maeson, though a million questions that he just could never come out with
and ask continued to swirl in his mind.  How did he ever get someone as
young and fine as Kimber to do as he obviously had.  He had to have some
sort of control or agreement with her, as it was clear she was not coerced.
It was all rather confusing, but also intriguing as fuck.

    -œPerhaps, - Maeson said,  -œI think though you shouldn -(TM)t sell
yourself too short, or there is starting soon a coaching program, if that
the type of thing you could be interested in.  The key really, not that you
-(TM)re asking my advice.  Over the long term do whatever you need to, to
avoid being in debt. -

    -œTell me about your Mom -(TM)s art, what does she do? - Maeson asked.

   Both of them chatted for another thirty minutes, starting with Cam
telling Maeson about his mother -(TM)s art, and her shop, but it didn
-(TM)t take long for them to start talking about football again.  Maeson
had always enjoyed football even though he didn -(TM)t play, so they talked
about professional football and bonded over that discussing their favorite
teams and prospects for the upcoming season in the fall.

   Slowly but surely the noise that had caught Cam -(TM)s attention earlier
grew.  It started as occasional sounds, but Maeson easily recognized the
faint sounds of Kimber -(TM)s moans.  Occasionally he glanced at the closed
door that lead into his play space, but largely he tried to ignore it, he
didn -(TM)t want to give away the surprise.

   Eventually though, after another fifteen minutes, Cam couldn -(TM)t
resist the constant noises and he turned his head to look at the door, 
-œDo you have an animal back there or something? - before he looked back
at Maeson, curious what was going on.

   Maeson couldn -(TM)t resist keeping the suspense going, he had a sly
smile on his face, and had been waiting for this moment since before Cam
arrived.  It had been over two hours since he had left Kimber in the other
room in preparation for their get together; two hours since he had broken
the news to her that she wouldn -(TM)t be joining Cam and he for dinner, at
least not exactly.

   Setting his drink aside Maeson got up, straightening his shirt out of
habit, and nodded toward the door.   -œCome on, why don -(TM)t you take a
look, I -(TM)m pretty certain that you might find this interesting.  I do
have an animal of a sort, it -(TM)s my pet, and she -(TM)s a bit different.
This is something that you have to see though to understand, why don -(TM)t
you take a look and I -(TM)ll answer any of your questions that you might
have. -

   Kimber was cumming, yet again, and the exquisite pain of what had to be
the tenth or eleventh orgasm in a row was causing her moan and groan ever
more loudly through the gag in her mouth.  Over and over the waves just
kept washing over her, and as she finally felt her body begin to calm down,
she tried to catch her breath before the numbness began to wear off of her
overstimulated nerves.  And it started all over again.

    -~Oh god, oh god, how long is he going to leave me like this -(TM) she
wondered, her body aching from the constant stimulation.  Hands bound to
the same bar that held her legs, she could not see, only feel, the device
that constantly kept arousing her.  A quick change in the lighting along
with the sound of the door opening and closing made her gasp and try to
bite down, hoping he was coming to finally let her free.

   Cam could not believe what he was seeing.  He had been more than a
little unsure of what he was walking into, though with Maeson gently
prodding him, he had gone first, opening the door and peering into the
rather dim interior.  As the door opened and the two entered, the vague
noises he had heard earlier resolved into the aroused moans of a female,
bound in such a way that the only thing he could really see at first was
her bare behind, some sort of cuffs around her ankles and wrists, and an
odd metal something or other, obviously stimulating what looked like a very
aroused cunt.  A cunt that looked more than a little familiar.   -œIs
that... - he stumbled for words, stopping in disbelief.

    -œKimber? - Maeson finished for him,  -œYes, yes it is.  Kimber is
currently repaying me for the lapse in judgement she showed the other day.
Isn -(TM)t that right Kimber? -

   Maeson walked around the bound girl to the far wall until he reached the
lights and turned them on, bringing the room from dim to normal levels,
revealing Kimber in all her naked glory to both of the men.  Laying on a
black cushioned table, Kimber was bound into a position with straps criss
crossing her body, bound to the cuffs at her ankles, wrists, collar and
even something woven and held into her hair.  She was completely immobile,
black straps running across her body to hold her bent so she rested on her
chest, head held up and facing forward.  Arms were stretched backwards
behind her gently till they met at the wrists, bound in the same wide black
nylon strap.  Most telling though was the way she had been strapped to a
spreader bar so her legs were held wide open, completely exposed to a
Hitachi wand, its round head secured to her right thigh, so it pressed
against her exposed pussy mercilessly softly buzzing away with no break.  A
black round circle decorated her bottom where her asshole would be, the
base of a large butt plug obviously sunk deep within her ass ...  Kimber
made sounds but no understandable answer when Maeson asked his question
because lodged in her mouth, was a ball, also strapped into place, She was
wet all over, not just at her sex.  Saliva ran freely from Kimber -(TM)s
mouth, down her face, and from her excitement from between her legs, pooled
between her thighs, giving the room the sharp odor of extreme female
arousal.  Grunts and groans were muffled by the gag.  It was impossible to
tell if Kimber had actually answered the question.  She was held immobile,
quivering, muscles appearing fatigued, bound in a pleasured torment.

   Kimber could hear Maeson talking, and as she fought off the latest
rising orgasm, she tried to groan out an affirmative yes sir, though she
could not understand a thing that came out of her mouth, and she was sure
he could not either.  As he continued talking it was soon clear that he was
not alone, and he had brought Cam in to show off his handiwork.  The full
knowledge that a second person was seeing her in her complete submissive
surrender sent her body crashing into another orgasm, and as she spasmed
from both the humiliation and the wand -(TM)s pleasure, she strained
against her bonds, aching to be free.

    -œOh god, I had no idea, I mean, oh god - Cam said, somewhat
inarticulately as he looked over his bound classmate.  He had read stuff of
course, and seen pictures online (who hadn -(TM)t) but never in a million
years could he have imagined seeing, up close and personal, a bound slut
cumming, and obviously not cumming for the first time, all while tied to a
table, unable to touch herself, or to get away from the incessant buzzing.

   ----.

    -œAnd why would you? - Maeson asked as he came closer to Kimber in the
throws of another orgasm,  -œIt -(TM)s not like I told you, and I did, I
admit pretty much ambush you it, or her.  So, let me introduce you to
Kimber, your classmate, my obedient slut, some days my pet, other days my
sexual slave and assistant.  She is most assuredly my personal property,
given to me by herself.

   Stunned Cam stood watching the spectacle as the girl that he had crushed
on lay bound wantonly in front of him beginning what appeared to be another
orgasm,  -œI uh, when I dropped off the ...  I saw, I mean... - But Cam
didn -(TM)t answer the question as he watched Kimber orgasm again in front
of him, the act made obvious by the groan that escaped her through her gag
so animal like, so base, and the physical evidence as he watched her cunt
literally dribble cunt juice in her extreme arousal for both him and Kimber
-(TM)s master to see,  -œI ...  uh ...  had no real idea. -

   Reaching down lazily Maeson ran his hand along the curve of Kimber
-(TM)s back until he reached the black base of the plug, and tugged on it,
-œKimber is in training, - Maeson continued in his explanation,  -œand as
such she has certain rules she is to abide by, one of which is not to
remove her vibrator without my permission. -

   As Maeson explained he pulled the plug from Kimber -(TM)s rear,
stretching the girl -(TM)s bottom lewdly, to its widest point and then
replaced it,  -œShe also got herself in a compromising position, of which I
-(TM)m not really upset about, but I can -(TM)t really let her get away
with either, when she fucked you. -

   Kimber could feel her body spasming every place that Maeson touched her,
running down her back, all the way to the plug in her bottom.  When he
pulled on the plug, pulling it out and pushing it back in, she groaned in
ecstasy, the pressure on her insides adding to the thrumming pressure on
her clit.  Unable to push back, unable to move much at all, she continued
to thrash against her bonds, another orgasm building as she heard the two
talking about her.  She had little time to worry about what Cam might be
thinking as she felt herself ramping up for another go round.

   Cam was feeling several things at once, he was in a way horrified; never
before in his fantasies had he imagined anything so extreme, so out there.
He never once imagined Kimber in such a position.  Cam had imagined dates
with her, movies, perhaps some rough, perhaps aggressive sex in his
bedroom, even him holding her down as he had his way with her, but not
this. In a sense he felt betrayed, this was so far beyond what he expected
from a girl he wanted to go out with, but he was also aroused; really,
really aroused.  His hard-on could have punched through his jeans he was so
aroused.  While he was disgusted at how much of a slut Kimber apparently
was, in a way he was also really turned on by the sight of this.  Never
before, other than while reading a few stories hinting at such things.  had
he imagined anyone willingly submitting to this type of treatment.  He hadn
-(TM)t ever imagined someone so young and beautiful like Kimber, wanting to
be reduced to such an orgasmic mess.  He could see such pure pleasure
coupled with torment on her face and body and he couldn -(TM)t deny that,
as much as it shocked him, he was enjoying watching such a loss of control
by  -~his -(TM) Kimber.  Yes, he was shocked, but he would have never given
up the experience of seeing her bound up and tormented like this.  For Cam,
he knew that one door was closing, but another was certainly opening up. 
And he liked it.

   - A few hours ago -

    -œKimber! - Maeson called from his desk in his office which was in the
room beside his bedroom.  This wasn -(TM)t the first time that Maeson had
called her like this.  He knew that Kimber was set up at the kitchen table
doing her homework, as he was set up as his desk.  Frequently they worked
apart, Maeson couldn -(TM)t really have Kimber in the same room with him
while he worked.  Other than to have her fetch him something like a coffee,
or even doing a little dictation, which was relatively knew in her duties.
Blue had shown her how to take notes earlier this week and now he tried to
remember to use her at home, mostly for the practice.  No, he had learned
that if Kimber was constantly in the same room while he worked he would be
too tempted to play with his pet, instead of paying attention to his
portfolio.  About the only time he used her as he worked, was regularly in
the late afternoon when he had trained her to suck him while he read his
paper.

   It was near the usual time he read his financial times, so his call to
her would not elicit any concern.  Today though, he was going to surprise
her.  Kimber knew that Cam was coming to dinner tonight, but what she didn
-(TM)t know was that it would only be Cam and himself eating.  Tonight was
going to be her delayed punishment as well as an introduction to being
shared at his whim - all rolled into one.

    -œKimber, I -(TM)m finished here, - he told her when she arrived while
he was closing the computer directory he was working on before
straightening the items on his desk,  -œAre you at a good stopping point?
- he asked, wanting to make sure there wasn -(TM)t some other work Kimber
needed to finish for school that he needed to consider.  Her submissive
slave status aside, he believed in her education, and wanted to see her be
successful in school.

    -œOh, I -(TM)m all done sir, was just rereading a chapter waiting for
you to be ready - she said, moving over towards him, waiting for him to
move to the couch and their usual  -~reading the paper -(TM) location.

    -œWell I -(TM)m ready, so follow me, - Maeson told her pleasantly. 
For the most part, Maeson -(TM)s entire posture wasn -(TM)t revealing, and
he was for the most part toying with his pet.  He was dressed relaxed,
button up shirt and slacks that he found loose and comfortable.  What
Maeson was looking forward to was the expression on her face as she came to
realize what he was going to do with her.

    -œFollow me, - Maeson ordered, with a small hand gesture to beckon her
forward into the living room, but then he kept going past it, literally
bypassing their routine, and headed over to open the door to his playroom.

   The room was an assortment of pieces of furniture, a horse, a rack, but
in this case Maeson wanted to use a table, near the center of the room,
next to the bondage horse.  It stood about waist level and looked like a
table except that instead of a table top, a firm black pad topped it.  Each
corner was equipped with a brightly polished silver hoop, useful for tying
off ropes or straps.  The top of the table was about four feet in length
and two and half feet wide.

    -œPet, - Maeson ordered again avoiding the use of her name, so the
disposition seemed right kindly like he was asking her to fetch him a
drink,  -œwould you please get me, the black straps, the Hitachi vibrator,
and the black ball gag with the head harness, please. - He asked directing
Kimber to a plain wood grain cabinet that stood in the corner of the room.
-œGet those and bring them back and lay them out on the table here, then
climb on to the table and lay face down. -

   Padding silently behind Maeson, Kimber felt a tingle of uncertainty jolt
her nerves as he opened the door to the playroom.  It had been a few days
since the last time he had taken her into the room, and she began to
immediately react to the impending ordeal.  With no idea of exactly what
was planned, but certain that it would be memorable, her mind scanned the
room for any additions or changes before listening as he gave her a list of
items to get.  Shuddering a little when she heard him mention the ball gag
and the Hitachi, she quickly retrieved the items he requested and laid them
on the table.  Boosting herself up onto the table, she looked over at him
for a second as she got onto the table, laying down as he requested, her
feet awkwardly poking off the bottom edge of the table.

    -œNow bend forward, arms below you, and yes ...  hold that, - as
Kimber complied Maeson started with the bondage, but he didn -(TM)t offer
any real explanation.  He cuffed her arms first then bound them, using a
set of leather cuffs on her ankles, which he pinned shut and linked them
together ...  Then he picked up the straps.  He wound the strap around her
body, one layering over the next to form a pattern that held Kimber -(TM)s
arms firmly against her body.  Next he placed a bar that he attached
between her legs to each of the ankle cuffs, holding her legs spread open.

   The final piece was the Hitachi vibrator, a wand with a vibrating ball
at the top.  Again, using the straps Maeson wound them around her left leg
first, about the thigh, then around her right leg.  On the right side,
though, he left enough room to bind the Hitachi in as well, the ball placed
firmly on Kimber -(TM)s exposed pussy.  Once in place he tested it to make
sure that it would stay solidly in place.

   With that finished, Maeson reached for the ball gag.   -œOpen your
mouth, - he told her, before placing it in her mouth as she obeyed.  
-œSo, given your insistence upon playing with Cam, I figured it was time
that I educate the young man as to what you do, - Maeson explained, 
-œObviously he has taken a liking to you, and he has discovered some of
your special nature all on his own.  So I thought it was time I might
introduce him fully to the submissive obedient slut that shares his class.
Consider this training, you see.  Miss Blue and I chatted about it over the
phone.  We thought it best that before you start entertaining any of my
business guests it -(TM)s best you try your skills on your classmate.  It
will give you a chance to practice with no worrying about blundering. -

   With the gag strapped into place, Maeson continued talking, as he
reached down and turned the Hitachi on low,  -œFrom now on you -(TM)re
going to be given some homework assignments that you will practice on Cam.
Anything from teasing or prolonging, to extended lengthy blow jobs.  Of
course you -(TM)ll have your usual duties keeping me satisfied, as well as
your homework, but at times you will practice on Cam. -

   Leaving Kimber on the table, Hitachi buzzing her pussy on low, Maeson
went back to the cabinet, pulling out one of the large butt plugs and some
lube,  -œTonight though, will be firstly about your punishment.  Yes, you
-(TM)ll entertain Cam, but not in the typical way.  To begin with, enjoy
the next couple of hours.  I am sure you find it energizing.  In an hour or
so I -(TM)m going to come back and switch this vibrator on high, so by the
time I get back with Cam you will be so horny you will be literally
dripping.  I want Cam to see you like that, quivering, sexually wanton
depraved, and physically needy in a way that only a cock can satisfy.

   Returning to his task, Maeson opened the small jar of lube, rubbing some
on Kimber -(TM)s spread and exposed ass, and then coated the plug.  Teasing
her little back hole open, Maeson pushed the large plug into her ass firmly
till Kimber -(TM)s asshole snapped close around it leaving only the black
base exposed.

   Before he left her alone, Maeson leaned down, kissed the top of her
head, then left the room, shutting the light off behind him, and closing
the door.

   Kimber was aware that the lights dimmed when Maeson left even though
most of her concentration was on the titillating sensations the Hitachi was
forcing upon her.  She could feel her muscles pulling as her arms stayed
stretched and held behind her, and the insides of her thighs slowly became
numb as she got used to the constant spread from the bar her ankles where
attached.  Working her jaw, she tried to swallow some of her saliva as she
slowly got used to being bound and gagged.  From past experience, she knew
that she would soon be floating along in some sort of unreal space where
things were happening to her and her body, but she would almost be like an
observer.  Groaning, she felt her sensitive sex respond to the constant
vibration as she slowly descended into acceptance of the constant
stimulation.  She was his to use, to make perform, and she would ride this
vibrating tease as long as he liked.  Leaving her critical school study
mind behind, she slowly let herself feel every inch of her nude body,
stretched and tied and stimulated into continuous ebbing and flowing
arousal.  The freedom she craved was hidden beyond this surrender and she
felt herself eagerly accepting his latest test.  As her body continued to
respond to the stimulation, she began to see how difficult this might
become, as there appeared to be no cessation of stimulation.

   Time seemed to pass swiftly and yet also drag on for hours.  It seemed
like a day had passed before she noticed the lights coming up again. 
Thinking that it was time for Cam to see her true self, she immediately
felt a rush of heat and shame wash over her as she imagined the view she
presented, her spread, plugged and bound ass pointed towards the door.  She
did not hear a word being spoken though, and when she felt someone messing
with the Hitachi, she remembered one of the things Maeson had said -
something about turning the vibrator onto a higher setting.  Sure enough,
she was immediately assaulted by a three fold increase in vibrations that
had her orgasming within seconds.  She knew that she had already come a few
times in the dim light, but the intensity of this latest explosion dwarfed
the previous experiences.  Groaning, trying to pull away from the devilish
torment, she felt the vibrations continue.  Pushing her.  Pressing her. 
Sending her ever higher even as she tried to recover from the most recent
orgasm.  Again, she felt herself cresting almost immediately, and as she
tried to gasp out her cry for help around her gag she noticed the lights
dim again.  She was alone again.  Alone with an even crueler tormentor.

   It was so much worse now, over and over she felt herself pushed to cum
and cum again until her legs were quaking in pain and she could not imagine
where her body was finding any energy left to feel pleasure.  But it was
still just a tease.  It felt good, and she loved how it felt, but it was
long a long appetizer, priming her for a real cock.  Her master -(TM)s
cock. She knew as soon as she felt him she would cum yet again.  And again.
And again.  Choosing to ride the Hitachi now as a sort of preparatory step,
she longed to prove her ability to take all the teasing he could give her.
She would show him.  She would.

   Gasping, quivering, crying she realized that she would show him nothing.
She was nothing but a long drawn out orgasm now.  She longed for him, for
his cock, for his touch.

    -~Oh god, how much longer, I -(TM)m losing my mind -(TM) she thought as
she descended once again into mindless pleasure.

   When Maeson entered for the room third time, about ten minutes before
Cam was to arrive, he found Kimber progressing along nicely.  Her legs were
quivering in what was a mixture of exhaustion as well as a state of
perpetual orgasm.  One of the first things he noticed, especially since
coming back in the door from behind her, was that Kimber -(TM)s bottom was
flexing like she longed to get the Hitachi vibrator closer, or away, or
perhaps she was trying to use plug buried deep within her ass for the best
advantage.  Either way, the effect was visually stimulating, and though he
was not going to partake of his sister -(TM)s charms just yet, he thought
about it.  He thought of pulling the plug from her ass, taking her as she
was, but he held off since that was not the point of the exercise, and good
things came to those who waited.

   Instead, Maeson let is eyes roam taking in other details.  Kimber -(TM)s
arms where quivering like bow strings, held taut between cuffs and her
shoulders, and already the tops of her breasts were glistening with the
saliva that was impossible to maintain without her lips being closed.

   Walking around her, Maeson inspected the bindings and his Pet, fingers
sliding over muscles looking for any sign of harm, but all looked well.  He
inspected her plug, which he didn -(TM)t remove, but he poked at it a few
times, jigging it, pushing at it with his fingers, but leaving it lodged
deep within her ass.  Maeson -(TM)s fingers slid between her spread thighs
and briefly his fingers poked at her sopping pussy that had begun a nice
looking puddle that promised to grow on the bench.  Already Kimber seemed
to be on her way to another orgasm, and the brief touch of having her
master inspect her seemed to touch off another one as muffled grunts and
moans filled the room and her hips jerked as waves of pleasure crashed over
Kimber, tormenting her with another round of pleasure.

   Lastly, he walked around in front of her and unzipped his trousers
removing his cock, but not undressing any more than that.  He was hard of
course, erect, and precum shone bright with his own arousal on the tip of
his cockhead.  Not saying a word, but tempting Kimber with his male organ
alone he started jacking off.  He was close, but stepped closer so the head
was right below her nose, and perhaps if she wasn -(TM)t bound, or have a
gag in, Kimber could have just leaned forward and tasted his cock, but in
her state she couldn -(TM)t.  Kimber was bound tight, and the only thing
she could do was look and smell, which was just the way he wanted it.  He
wanted Kimber, his own younger high school age sister, like this.  He
wanted Kimber, his Pet a quivering mess for Cam to see when he came in, he
wanted to show off his ownership, he wanted her to feel an orgasmic
pleasure in being seen as a slut, and reduced to a pure state of submissive
orgasmic bliss available to be used.  He enjoyed the duality of a competent
confident smart young woman, but also being capable of being reduced to a
greedy little fuck hole as well, and was ready to show her off a bit, to
share her for the first time.

   As he neared orgasm, his hand moved faster and faster but he didn -(TM)t
finish.  Holding his own orgasm back with a growl Maeson slowed the pace,
and forcing himself finally replaced his cock back in his trousers, never
touching Kimber with it; that was for later, dick was for later.

   Right now, he wanted Kimber to stew and marinate in her own juices.

   Finished for the moment, Maeson did the last thing he had planned on
before her friend -(TM)s arrival.  He pulled out his phone, and snapped a
few pictures of Kimber.  Each one from an angle that she would later be
able to see her face from, but also her sex, her ass, how pretty, and messy
she looked.

   Finished for the moment, Maeson left without a word, turning the lights
off so nothing but dim sunlight came in the shaded window, leaving her
alone in the twilight until he would return with Cam.



   Chapter 15: Revelations

    -œSo, Cam, now that you -(TM)ve seen the truth, what do you think? -
Maeson asked Cam as the two of them took in Kimber -(TM)s helplessness
together like they were standing in an art museum admiring a particularly
good statue, or perhaps even some performance art.

    -œUhhh... - was the first thing that Cam got out to the question.  Cam
knew he should have been embarrassed, especially to be caught off guard by
Maeson in his nice clothing with the girl he had been crushing on since he
laid eyes on her, but the moment was so surreal, so out of a story that Cam
really wasn -(TM)t sure how to respond.   -œFuck, this is so wrong ... 
but...  Maybe I should tell Maeson off and come to Kimber -(TM)s rescue he
told himself, but he couldn -(TM)t break free of his stupor.  He was
transfixed by her state, aroused by her availability, and he suspected
strongly Kimber really didn -(TM)t want to be freed from her situation.  So
he replied honestly,  -œI, uh, don -(TM)t know what to think, - Cam
answered, eyes still on Kimber, eating her up with his eyes.

    -œFair -, Maeson replied coming forward and moving to Kimber -(TM)s
head,  -œAnd that is my fault, I admit.  I wanted the shock value cause I
wanted to show her off.  Not just like she is, but to just drive the point
home easily in a way that talking might not have been worked just right. -
Maeson told him as he put his hands on Kimber -(TM)s head, stroking it like
he might do a small pet.   -œIf I had brought my idea up for discussion you
might have rejected it cause intellectually one might think it -(TM)s
wrong, but if you really examine it, between two people, it -(TM)s not
really wrong if there are two consenting parties, which there is, I assure
you, Kimber and I both agreed to this in the last year, and we both have an
idea in mind of where it is going. -

   Kimber could hear them talking, though their words did make a lot of
sense due to her complete lack of concentration.  She heard things about
shock, and idea and discussion, but none of it formed into a complete
sentence in her mind.  She just knew they were talking about her, and as
she began to ride yet another wave of orgasmic pleasure, she knew that Cam
was seeing her in a way that left nothing to the imagination.  Maeson had
made sure of that.  Naked, strapped in and driven to orgasm after orgasm
over the last few hours, she knew she must look like the nastiest of sluts,
and she was only a little shocked to realize that she just did not care. 
If Maeson wanted to show her off, she was glad to be shown.  The pleasure
she was feeling was an obvious reward, but even without it, she knew that
she would obey.  She was his.  Completely.

   As Maeson toyed with the plug in his little sister -(TM)s ass, he
started to explain the  -~why -(TM) to the youngster, not wanting to leave
it up to him,  -œIf you think about it, in almost every human interaction
there is a dominant and a submissive personality.  This affects us as we
move through our lives, and it affects how we interact with each other,
differing, following advice, giving advice, ordering, requesting, etc. 
Kimber and I started about a year ago, and it started innocent enough, her
doing little things to attract my attention.  I noticed and at first tried
to ignore them, small things like she would bend over in the shortest
shorts, or giving me little looks.  Eventually I stopped ignoring them and
we touched, and the chemistry flowed, and eventually she ended up in my
bed. We played for a little while like that, and then we had a talk, and
Kimber told me she wanted to be mine so I obliged. - As Maeson talked he
pulled the plug from Kimber -(TM)s ass, making the tight muscle stretch
obscenely for Cam -(TM)s eyes till the plug popped free and her ass was
left open, winking, and struggling to close after such a stretching. 
Maeson didn -(TM)t leave it for long as he sunk three fingers in Kimber
-(TM)s gaping ass and proceed to finger fuck her slowly, casually as if he
was stroking a cat -(TM)s back.

    -œThis all led to how you see us now, Kimber is mine, my pet, my sexual
slave.  I take care of her, and she takes care of me.  This means
everything from sex, to school, to food, and even to love.  We cuddle, we
play, we go out together, and we even work on our endeavors together.  Does
this make sense? -

   Cam did not speak, unable to take his eyes from his crush lewdly splayed
out before him, her ass obviously rising to meet Maeson -(TM)s fingers, her
body encouraging him to penetrate her further.  Kimber continued to say
nothing, other than the constant groaning and moaning through the gag in
her mouth.  It was obvious that she was not opposing him and even seemed
oblivious to the fact that Cam was there watching she was so fixed on her
pleasure.  Or perhaps she just didn -(TM)t care.   -œUh, sure, - was about
all Cam could manage, his mind so blown open by the sight of his
girlfriend, and the explanation Maeson, her master, had offered up.

   Maeson continued to keep his fingers delving deep, penetrating Kimber
-(TM)s ass as she gyrated to meet him, her moans now accompanying the
motions of his hand,  -œSo let me get to where you come in.  You -(TM)ve
obviously met Kimber, and we both know you like her.  The question I have
is do you want her?  Would you like to fuck her?  She is mine, she gave
herself to me, in this house she -(TM)s certainly completely mine.  Out in
the world she has a bit more leash sure, she is not a complete robot.  I
want her to have a normal life aside from her duties.  If you two want to
date, that -(TM)s fine, I -(TM)m ok with it; if you want to just be
friends, I understand that.  She needs real friends too, a friend who might
 -~get -(TM) her.  Hell, if you just want to be fuck buddies, that -(TM)s
just fine too.  My point is: - Maeson said as he squeezed yet a fourth
finger into Kimber -(TM)s ass as casually as could be, -I need help with
her training, I need her to get used to be passed around, and to be
comfortable with it, and my thought was to use you.  I want you to fuck
Kimber.  You -(TM)re safe, you -(TM)re a friend, she wants you, and that
makes you perfect  -~cause you will use her, but still care for her, and
that is ultimately what she needs.  After you -(TM)ve gone, Kimber and I
will have a long discussion when she isn -(TM)t a quivering pile of cunt
flesh, and I will make sure she has the permissions she needs - whatever
you and her decide to do.  Like I said, you can just be friends, or date,
or just fuck, but ultimately, I hope you will help me train her like I need
to.  Once we are done here, we can talk about this some more when we eat
dinner. - Cam wasn -(TM)t sure what to say, and he again found himself
standing there like an idiot.  Was he jealous?  Sure!  But he was also
turned on as hell -- evident by the hard-on he was sporting.  It was rather
surreal.  Here he was discussing his classmate with this guy  -~Maeson
-(TM).  Kimber was strapped up, with a vibrator pressed on her literally
wet dripping cunt ( there was literally a puddle under her pussy from which
she had obviously been orgasming for god knows how long) as the two males
discussed her.  Actually, it was mostly Maeson telling him about Kimber
-(TM)s relationship with him.  So Cam said the first thing that came to his
mind,  -œCould I get a drink, you know, like a beer or something, I think I
need a drink. -

   Maeson grinned, nodding, and pulled his fingers from Kimber -(TM)s
writhing ass, replacing them with the big butt plug.  an act that was
almost as obscene as when Maeson pulled the plug out, and said,  -œSure! -
as brightly as if Cam had just shown up on his door like an old friend.  
-œKimber -(TM)s fine, she -(TM)s not going anywhere, are you Kimber?  I
mean, if she did want out all she had to do was nod, and I -(TM)d let her
free, but you don -(TM)t want to be let free, do you girl? -

   Kimber did not reply, simply continued to writhe and moan in pleasure,
apparently lost in some submissive heaven.

    -œSo Kimber will wait till we are ready to continue, so I will go get
that drink for you. - Maeson said before leaving Cam in the room by
himself with Kimber.

   Cam swallowed as he gazed at Kimber.  He was torn, before him was a
sight that he could only describe as something straight out of a perverse
fantasy.  Before he truly considered his answer, he knew he had to look,
had to really see Kimber -(TM)s face.  He had to look into her eyes. 
Because while it certainly looked like Kimber was  -œenjoying herself - he
certainly wasn -(TM)t going to take only this guy -(TM)s Maeson -(TM)s word
for it, after all - what did he really know about Kimber -(TM)s apparent
master?

   With a decision made it became a lot easier to act, and he hurried
around to look at Kimber from the front before Maeson came back with his
beer, well aware that he was both stunned, and sporting that hard on as
hard as a figurehead on the prow of a ship.  He really had to see for
himself, he had to look into Kimber -(TM)s face otherwise he certainly
would have felt too angered, or guilty, or ...  something ...  Cam really
wasn -(TM)t sure what he was going to feel, but he had to know in some way
that Kimber truly wanted this.

   At first when he came around front and looked at her, Cam paused.  Her
head was tilted to one side, and her eyes were closed.  Her neck was pulled
back by her collar and the cord that was attached to it also pulled her
shoulders back some so she was forced to keep an arch in her back.  Kimber
-(TM)s mouth was open, and filled with a black ball gag that she kept
moaning around, and spittle was coming from her mouth, coating her chin,
running down her throat and the top of her breasts making a wet spot on the
pad below her.

    -œKimber? - Cam asked, and saw her eyes fix on him though she looked
delirious,  -œKimber, - Cam repeated to get her to focus on him,  -œAre
you ok? -

   Kimber made a sound, which came out as a groan, or a moan.  It could
have been his name, who knew ...  the gag made it all distorted.  With a
glance at the door, noting that Maeson hadn -(TM)t yet returned, he reached
around and undid the clasp at the ball gag, taking it off and asking once
more,  -œKimber, - he said insistently,  -œIt -(TM)s me Cam, your Master,
um, Maeson, he invited me in to see you and, well, he -(TM)s getting me a
beer, but I needed to see if you were ok? - Cam asked the question coming
out questionably as he noticed Kimber start to quiver and shake, and a moan
did actually escape from her as her hips bucked as much as they were
allowed.

   Kimber could see Cam -(TM)s concerned face, and she knew that he had to
be more than a little confused.  Hopefully it was not more than that, as
she had come to enjoy their time together.  His games were as fun in their
way as Maeson -(TM)s.

    -œYes.  It -(TM)s OK.  It really is.  Just ...  oh god, please don
-(TM)t hate me.  Fuggggg. - she said, moaning as she began to cum once
again, her orgasm interrupting her reply.

   Cam certainly didn -(TM)t hate Kimber, but the sheer depravity of it all
was kind of overwhelming; he had no idea that people could play such games
with each other, or even that people might want these types of things done
to them voluntarily.  Thoughts and ideas of about Kimber -(TM)s sexuality
floated around in his head now, and he realized that his friend Kimber
really was a kind of a slut, she really did like all this attention. 
Maeson, her master, was really justified in doing this.

   As on cue he heard Maeson, and the sound of him coming closer so he
strapped the gag back in Kimber -(TM)s opening moaning mouth quickly
damping the moan that she been midway through.  His fingers got wet, slimy
as her spittle got all over them, and thinking quickly he grabbed the one
dry thing he could manage to think of where he could dry his fingers,
lacing it in Kimber -(TM)s hair before Maeson got back and...

    -œDid you check on her? - Maeson asked as he entered the room carrying
two chilled glasses of beer.

   Caught, Cam felt a bit sheepish, like he had been snooping or something.
Like he had been someplace private that belonged to the man, and perhaps he
shouldn -(TM)t have been.  So of course he began to try and justify his
actions.   -œI had to check, I mean, sorry but I couldn -(TM)t take your
word for it.  So while you were out I asked her if this was her wish as
well, - Cam looked back down at his squirming friend, her small body
shaking with what was probably yet another orgasm.

    -œI would have too, if I was in your position, though, for future
reference it is considered a bit rude to mess around with someone else
-(TM)s property at least without some type of permission. - As he handed
one of the beers over to Cam he smiled at him, taking the sting out of the
mild rebuke.

    -œKimber is a good girl, and I -(TM)m glad you actually care about her,
really I do.  It makes me feel better about her schooling, about sending
her off to do tasks during the day, just knowing she will be able to bond
with some others under my ultimate direction. -

    -œEven with what you were asking about earlier? - Cam asked back,
after trying some of his beer,  -œYou had mentioned that you might want me
to help you, um, train her? -

    -œUh huh, - Maeson said after he took a drink himself,  -œIf you
-(TM)re interested, though I -(TM)m not sure how you wouldn -(TM)t be. 
Kimber, as I said before, needs someone she can not only trust but learn to
be always available to, other than just me.  She needs practice learning to
please other men, or women for that matter.  She needs to learn to please
people in general.  How to not only take care of them, but also maintain a
normal working relationship with them.  For example, if you wanted a
blowjob to take the edge off as you both work on a project together, but
you still had more work to do.  Kimber would need to orally please you, or
fuck you, make sure you -(TM)re satisfied, than get back to work once she
was done.  She needs to clean you, take care of herself and then get back
to being professional.  She can -(TM)t spend all of her time just looking
for orgasms. -

    -œSo, - Cam ventured, still completely surprised of what he was being
asked to do,  -œyou want me to screw her?  Regularly? -

    -œPretty much, - Maeson agreed, nodding, then licking some beer foam
from his lip,  -œthere might be some limits as we go along, but for now,
pretty much yes.  I -(TM)m going to let you use Kimber, tonight with me of
course, but later on as well.  You can do anything from take her to the
movies, to teasing her in class, or to using her to take the edge off
during the day.  Her assignment, or one of her main tasks, will be to take
care of you, while continuing to maintain a working school relationship, or
friendship.  Get it? -

    -œUm ...  I think so, - Cam said.   -œSo you -(TM)re saying we could
go on a date, or I could make her give me head, or... -

    -œYou could fuck her, - Maeson chimed in finishing the thought for
Cam,  -œPretty much, yes.  The way I see it, she likes you, you two are
both almost there already, and I don -(TM)t see a point in not allowing it.
This way it works with Kimber -(TM)s training, she could have a boyfriend
if she wanted to, but she still is a kept girl, like she should be. -

   Cam wasn -(TM)t sure if he really wanted someone else -(TM)s  -~property
-(TM), but at the same time it wasn -(TM)t as if Maeson wasn -(TM)t
offering him something in exchange.  For sure this was nothing like what he
had wanted or thought Kimber and he could be, but it wasn -(TM)t a no, and
Maeson was giving them permission to do other things.

   Breaking into his thoughts Maeson continued,  -œHey, I know this is a
lot to think about, so why don -(TM)t you think about it, and later when
Kimber is free, you two can talk about it.  In the meantime, I still want
your help with Kimber now.

    -œHow? - Cam asked though he kind of knew what Maeson was asking for.

    -œI want your help now, fucking her.  Kimber has to learn how to take
care of two guys at once, so you -(TM)re my second guy.  So?  Do you want
to fuck her? - Maeson asked setting his beer on one of the side tables.

   Kimber had gasped out a few words when Cam had removed her gag, but the
moment of freedom was brief, and as her body reacted to yet another wave of
forced orgasmic pleasure, she felt the gag move back into place, Cam -(TM)s
hand holding her hair for a moment before leaving her alone again, the two
men talking over her back.  She tried to follow along, as best she could,
but she realized she kept missing pieces of their conversation.  There was
a buzzing in her ears, or a rushing pounding of blood that drove out most
sounds as she rode wave after wave of pleasure.  Even as she came down, her
body beginning to relax once again against her bindings, she was more aware
of what was in her head than what was being discussed in the room.  She
knew they were talking about her, and she heard something about training
and learning how to please people.  Worried all over again that Cam would
not understand, that he would not want to spend time with her anymore, she
retreated a little into her private space, and concentrated on surviving
the physical test Maeson was giving her.  She knew she was going to be so
sore afterwards, but the pleasure was intense, and she was already
imagining him taking her in some sort of culmination.  As she felt hands on
her, she once again brought her mind to the surface, her quivering legs
shaking as she built up once again.

   Cam couldn -(TM)t help but imagine how strange this all was as he
basically agreed to fuck his classmate, Maeson -(TM)s girlfriend.  It was,
for the lack of a better word, surreal,  -œUh, yeah, sure, how? - The
moment he said it sounded stupid, even in his ears so he tried to do
better,  -œDo you want me to do it here?  With her still like that, I mean.
Now? -

   To his credit Maeson didn -(TM)t act like this was strange, or give any
indication that the way Cam had stated his preference sounded dumb,  -œYea,
take your pants off, I -(TM)ll get her ready for you.  Since you are my
guest, you can choose.  Do you want her pussy, or her ass?  First? -

   Swallowing, Cam again tried to sound a little more relaxed, less nervous
than he was feeling and said,  -œPussy, please? -

   Cam started taking off his pants, leaving his shirt on, which somehow
felt more comfortable than just getting naked all together while Maeson
went over to Kimber and began to remove the Hitachi and the straps that
held it in place.

    -œNow, I know you like her, - Maeson explained as he removed the
vibrator and turned it off setting it aside,  -œbut I don -(TM)t want you
to be too gentle with her.  What I want, what we are both going to do, is
enjoy her.  Pussy.  Ass.  Mouth.  I want you to feel like you can help
yourself.  I -(TM)m going to use her too, and I -(TM)m sure my slut -(TM)s
going to enjoy it, but this isn -(TM)t for her, not like that.  Kimber
needs to learn to keep up with more than just me if she is going to serve
me, and I want her accustomed to being used.  It -(TM)s up to Kimber to
figure out how to please you, it -(TM)s not up to you to please her, and if
she is going to make any mistakes, she will make them now while it only
affects you and me and not anyone else.

   Kimber sighed around the gag in her mouth, a long low groan of relief,
when she felt the vibrator being removed.  Every nerve in her body felt
taut and overworked, and as she knelt there, her wetness exposed and open,
she could hear them continue to talk about her.  As her mind began to make
sense of the words again, she heard Maeson telling Cam that he was wanting
her to  -~keep up -(TM), whatever that meant, and as she felt the first
touches of hands on her body, she resolved to show her brother just how
good of a pet she could be.

   Nervous Cam walked around to Kimber -(TM)s rear and put a hand gently on
her bottom stroking it like he might with an animal, nervous like he was.
He could feel Kimber quivering beneath his hand, her overworked little body
exhausted and her puffy swollen pussy protruding between her cheeks.  He
was naked now, and his hard on was so stiff and erect it swayed like a pole
in the wind expect for the fact that it kept jumping, and twitching as he
thought about the idea of sinking his dick into her.  This time he had
permission, or at least Maeson -(TM)s permission, which he thought might be
about the same thing as Kimber -(TM)s permission.  He was gentle though, he
knew she had been through a lot today, but he honestly didn -(TM)t know how
much,  -œHow long was she in here, on the table, with that vibrator on her?
- he asked Maeson.

   Undressing, but standing at Kimber -(TM)s head, Maeson answered,  -œI
put her on her about four o -(TM)clock, so about, four hours or so. -

    -œFour hours?  Seriously? - Cam asked incredulously as his hand moved
absently up and down Kimber -(TM)s ass, squeezing it.  Reaching between her
ass cheeks he found the black base of the butt plug protruding and he found
himself poking at it, even though he knew how sensitive Kimber must be
right now.  As he moved slightly, he felt the end of his dick bump into her
wide open snatch.  Kimber was dripping wet, and he could feel the heat
radiating from between her legs,  -œGod, - he breathed out,  -œI can
-(TM)t even imagine that. -

   Naked Maeson moved in front of Kimber his cock in her face though he
made no move to remove her gag yet, he just reached down and stroked Kimber
-(TM)s head,  -œI doubt Kimber could before this last year either.  This
isn -(TM)t the first time I have made her endure something like this.  Once
I had her lay on my bed, bound up with a vibrator inside of her.  I doubt
it was this intense though.  I -(TM)m not exactly sure what I might do with
her if she disobeys me again.  Perhaps next time I might purchase one of
those fucking machines and tie her to a horse, and subject her to hours of
fucking.  We will see though. -

   Unsure if Maeson was joking, though he suspected he was not, he had to
wonder, or assume Kimber liked this treatment since she kept coming back
again and again.  He knew from their previous conversations, Kimber liked
these games, and she loved her master, but it was still a lot to handle.  
-œIt doesn -(TM)t hurt her? - he asked pressing his cock up against Kimber
as he played with the base of the butt plug, poking at it experimentally.

   Kimber moaned in time with Cam -(TM)s uncertain touches, her body
reacting to the stimulus no matter how tentative and awkward the source. 
Her clit was throbbing.  After hours of stimulation, the removal of the
vibrator had been such a relief, but it -(TM)s absence slowly let her
normal sensitivity return.  And she was beyond sensitive.  She could feel
the head of Cam -(TM)s prick touching her softest of private areas, and she
felt her membranes flood with eager lubrication.  She could feel the
muscles and tendons in her shoulders and arms throb with tension and pain,
but the discomfort continued to be overrode by the desire to be taken like
the slut Maeson was training her to be.  She wanted Cam inside of her.  And
Maeson.  And whatever they wanted to do to her was going to be just
perfect.

    -œIs she uncomfortable? -

   Probably, - Maeson said answering Cam -(TM)s question as his fingers
explored Kimber -(TM)s neck and shoulders, lightly massaging her tense
muscles,  -œbut she likes it.  Kimber is the type of girl who craves this
kind of attention.  She likes being desired, she likes the sexual freedom
to be who and what she is.  Later, feel free to ask her, in detail, but for
now ...  give her what she is craving.  Fuck her. -

   Cam looked at Maeson, still uncertain, even as he played with the butt
plug and elicited a gag muffled groan from Kimber.

    -œIf you don -(TM)t believe me, put your cock in her.  I -(TM)m betting
she -(TM)ll moan like an eager slut.  If she starts thrashing you -(TM)ll
know she doesn -(TM)t want it, but I -(TM)m pretty confident I know my pet.
-

   With one more nod from Maeson Cam took the plunge, though he did it
slowly, still feeling hesitant due to the situation being so weird and
awkward.  With one hand he lined up his dick and pushed it into Kimber
-(TM)s helpless dripping hole as he held her steady with one hand on her
ass and the other spreading her open to him.  Sinking in, he could feel the
big plug in her ass pushing against him, pushing his dick down into his
classmate -(TM)s pussy.  He was watching her closely, watching Kimber for
any sign that his attention was unwelcome, all of those school meme -(TM)s
running through his head like  -œsilence isn -(TM)t a yes! - or  -œDon
-(TM)t take yes for granted, ask your partner, - only he couldn -(TM)t
really ask Kimber, she was gagged and trussed up, pussy just available to
him.  He thought of that movie that had circulated a few years back, fifty
shades of grey; he had never seen it, but locker room talk had talked about
it, and he wondered if there was something in there like this.

   As his prick sunk in, bit by bit, he took his time.  He didn -(TM)t want
to hurt her.  Cam was somewhere between ecstasy, and thoughtfulness (and
nervousness), he tried to imagine what this might be like for Kimber.  She
was tied down, helpless, dripping with excitement, and her friend from
school -(TM)s cock was sinking into her right up to the base.  How was
that? How was the experience of that, did she find that exciting?

   Fingers moving over the back of Kimber -(TM)s head tracing the straps of
her gag, Maeson could feel the tremor run through her as Cam sunk his dick
into her.  He was excited once Cam elected to give in and use his little
sister as he asked, and he let Kimber know it by pressing his hard cock
into her face, even though it was still tucked away inside his slacks.  He
loved it, and he loved it for so many reasons.  Maeson loved the way his
little sister was giving into her desires, he loved that he had
orchestrated this whole scene.  He even loved the depravity of the idea of
him, the big brother, training his little sister be a cock slut.  He kept
himself on guard, watching her carefully, making sure she was as into this
as he assumed.  He was keeping his fingers on her, but his cock still in
his pants, so if she didn -(TM)t want it, if she rejected Cam he would
know, and would be able to stop this easily, but as every second passed, he
became more and more sure that that would not happen.

   The desire that was raging within her exploded into pleasure as soon as
she felt Cam -(TM)s cock begin to enter her.  Bound, unable to move more
than an inch or so, she tried to press back as eagerly as she could, while
moaning in pleasure around the gag still stretching her jaws wide.   -~Oh
god, oh god, oh god -(TM) she moaned inarticulately around the ball in her
mouth, her body quivering and the heat exploding from her center sending
her into another instant orgasm.

   She was tired, so tired, but so aroused.  She wanted to feel every inch
of this, to be taken and fucked like never before.   -~Yes, yes, yes -(TM)
she grunted into her gag, feeling Maeson -(TM)s cock pressing against her
face, his hardness obvious beneath the fabric of his pants.  Turning her
head, she pressed her cheek against his stiffness, moaning in need as she
tried to press his flesh against her mouth and lips.  Arms straining behind
her, she stretched out her fingers in a futile attempt to touch something,
anything, her whole body bound and kept in position for the cock that was
fucking her and the cock that was pressing against her face.

    -œSee? - Maeson pointed out to Cam,  -œyour giving her what she wants.
Kimber needs cock, and I can tell you from experience, you -(TM)re giving
her just what she wants.  She is even nuzzling my cock, despite everything.
Do not worry, Kimber is rather brazen. - Maeson started undoing the straps
that held the gag in place, pulling her head to the side so he could ease
the gag from Kimber -(TM)s mouth as he encouraged the young man to fuck
her.  -œEven a year ago Kimber wouldn -(TM)t have acted like this, but now?
- Maeson shrugged,  -œWell let -(TM)s just say, that even dabbling with
you, she takes care of me, and she still is eager.  Watch. -

   Cam was watching, he wasn -(TM)t up to full blown fucking his classmate,
but he was still easing his dick in and out of her amazingly tight pussy.
This was beyond anything he had thought of.  He could see Kimber pushing
back against him, arching her back, but she was also nuzzling Maeson -(TM)s
cock with her face before he had removed the gag, like a dog looking for a
treat.  It was shockingly depraved, and it just made him want to fuck her
more.  Kimber was an exotic erotic type of creature he hadn -(TM)t seen
before.  In a world that frowned on a girl being sex hungry, his classmate
Kimber was turning out to be a, well, slut, and Cam loved it.

    -œKimber, - Maeson said addressing his sister patronizing her a bit so
it came out as a drawl,  -œtell me girl what do you want?  Describe to us
what you -(TM)re after, - Maeson ordered.

   Kimber pulled in a big free breath of air as the gag was removed, her
tongue moving across her lips as she worked her jaws a bit, recovering from
the long time spent gagged.  She felt Cam -(TM)s cock still inside of her,
and she could not help but push back against him even as she struggled to
think straight and answer her brother.  It was hard, very hard to form a
coherent thought, but she knew he wanted to hear her admit how much she was
enjoying all of this.

    -œOh god, I want this, so much.  All of it.  I want... - she paused,
groaning as she squeezed Cam -(TM)s cock with her inner muscles, her body
-(TM)s eagerness betraying her.   -œI want to please you.  Um, I want to be
fucked.  I want to make you and your clients happy.  I don -(TM)t want you
to ask.  Just take me.  Order me.  Make me your pet.  I will suck you all
day if you want.  Or fuck you and anyone you want.  Oh god I just want to
feel like this, I -(TM)m not Kimber anymore, I -(TM)m just your obedient
slut sister.  Fuck me and make me cum, or not.  Tease me, make me beg. 
Spank me, make me scream.  Just please make me yours.  I want you to show
me off like this to Cam, or anyone you like, or his friends, or your
friends, even dad.  He should know how much of an eager slut I am too, all
for you.  All for you -