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Plug In Paris 
by Melswo (address withheld) 

***

When Paris swore to Matt she would do anything to be 
His, she had no idea just how far she would go to make 
all of His fantasies come true. In the end she got just 
what she craved most, to be forever His, even if it was 
too late to enjoy it. (Mdom/FF, bi, cons, oral, axp, 
sn, nec, celeb-parody)

***

Note: This is a parody of celebrity life and has 
nothing to do with anything in reality. The characters 
in this story are fantasy, make believe. Got it?

***

The long winding road that led to the French 
countryside was lined with breathtaking scenery. 

The leaves had just begun to change to rich autumn 
shades, making it even more beautiful. It was sunset 
when Paris arrived at the cabin. For a moment, she sat 
in the car just admiring the perfect surroundings. The 
cool air hit her as she opened the car door and climbed 
out. She shivered slightly and made her way to the 
cottage. 

Her fingers moved quickly to unbutton her light-blue 
silk blouse, which she quickly slid off. 

The crisp breeze kissed her warm skin, making her 
nipples grow hard instantly. The lacy pale blue bra was 
next to go, getting placed on the floor with the shirt. 
Her hands trembled as she unzipped the black leather 
skirt she wore, folding it as and laying it aside as 
well. The knee high boots were then removed before she 
moved on to the panties. The sexy little lace bikini 
was already damp when she hooked her fingers under the 
sides and slid it down her slender thighs, stepping out 
of them and laying them with the rest of her clothes. 
Now completely naked, she sank to her knees on the 
chilly wooden porch. With her soft brown eyes closed, 
she knocked on the door, her hands moving behind her 
back as she awaited further instructions.

The door slowly opened. She could hear the floorboards 
creak as someone stepped out on to the porch. A soft 
strip of thick black fabric then encircled her head, 
blotting out any hint of light as she was blindfolded. 
The person moved behind her, taking one hand and 
slipping it into the circle of rope before tightening 
it firmly around her wrist. The procedure was repeated, 
leaving her hands bound with very little room for any 
sort of movement.

"Stand," a powerful male voice said. 

Without hesitation, she rose to her feet as gracefully 
as she could. She felt His fingers brush her silken, 
blonde hair back and come to rest against the back of 
her neck as she was led forward. 

The door closed behind them as she was led further into 
the room. The warmth inside was soothing, chasing away 
the chills. Once the hand moved she stopped, standing 
completely still for a moment. 

"Kneel," a softer, feminine voice said. 

Paris quickly obeyed, kneeling down in front of the 
woman. Long slender fingers stroked her hair, then 
gripped a handful of it. Her head was pulled forward as 
the musky smell of sex filled her nostrils. She could 
feel the heat emanating from the woman’s cunt as her 
face was inches from it. 

"I want you to greet Tara. Show her what a good girl 
you are girl," he said.

Immediately her tongue began to take long slow swipes 
over the moist flesh in front of her. 
Tara moaned softly as Paris’ tongue found her clit, 
flicking at it quickly with the tip of her tongue. Her 
lips closed around it as she began to suck as she 
licked. The grip on her hair increased as she licked 
harder and faster at the little nub. The sound of the 
woman enjoying her sensual clit kissing served to fuel 
her efforts. 

It didn’t take long for Tara to be brought to a 
shuddering orgasm. Paris’ mouth moved down to the puffy 
pink lips and lapped at the sweet ambrosia that flowed 
from between them. She could taste a mixture of Matt’s 
cum along with Tara’s. The taste was heavenly as she 
forced her tongue in as deep as she could to scoop out 
every drop. The deep tonguing brought Tara to another 
orgasm within minutes, leaving her quivering and 
panting in the chair as she released her grip on Paris' 
hair.

"Very good," He said as He softly stroked her hair. 

His hand guided her, making her turn toward Him. She 
felt the smooth tip of His cock trace her lower lip. 
Paris parted her lips slightly at first, then more as 
the head of His cock pressed against her lips. As His 
cock sank into the warm confines of her mouth, it was 
greeted by her tongue as it slithered over the 
throbbing muscle. She began to suck as He pushed 
deeper, until the head hit the back of her throat. 

He gripped her hair, tilting her head back slight 
before pushing completely in. She struggled not to gag 
as He entered her throat with a rough jab. He held her 
head still, her nose resting against His pelvis as her 
throat muscles spasmed around His shaft. Tears filled 
her eyes as she gagged hard around the thick invader 
that was lodged in her throat. He groaned softly with 
delight as He savoured the feel of her torment. 

After several seconds, He pulled back, leaving just the 
head in her mouth. He let her adjust, allowing her to 
worship the head of His cock with her tongue as she 
sucked it before jamming the full length back into her 
throat. He kept up the slow, torturous pace for about 
10 minutes before withdrawing completely from her mouth 
and turning slightly away from her. He moved her head 
toward His erect shaft, feeling the side of it rub over 
her lips. It was then she felt Tara’s lips brush hers 
from the other side. 

The two girls worked their hot little mouths over His 
swollen shaft, their tongues teasing each other around 
it. They moved toward the head of His cock, kissing 
deeply around it as their tongues lashed over His 
flesh. He alternated between the two, sinking His cock 
into one’s mouth then withdrawing and filling the 
others. The two worked together, stroking His cock with 
their lips in a frantic pace, wanting the creamy reward 
that awaited them. 

Paris loved the sound of His voice as He moaned and 
complimented their work. 
"Ah that’s it. Good girls. Oh yeah, keep going. Keep 
going..." He groaned as He approached His first climax 
of the night. "Get ready for Your treat."

The two girls held their faces close together with 
mouths hanging open and tongues extended. He furiously 
stroked His cock as He aimed the tip toward their 
mouths. Soon thick white ropes of cum erupted from it, 
splattering on their tongues and faces. As the last 
drops were expelled, Tara began to lick Paris’ face, 
scooping up all the cum she could before kissing her 
passionately so they could share more of His wonderful 
treat. 

The sight of the two girls sharing such an intimate 
kiss was quickly arousing Matt once again. He knew that 
tonight no one would get any sleep until He was 
finished with the fantasies that haunted His mind. He 
then helped Paris up, leading her toward the far side 
of the room. Her hands were then released from the 
rope. The dark ligature marks already had started to 
form on her wrists. Her hands were then pulled above 
her head as her arms were stretched out and locked in 
leather cuffs that hung from chains attached to the 
ceiling. Her ankles were then pushed apart, and secured 
in cuffs as well, leaving her body stretched in a 
painful position. 

Matt walked around the girl, inspecting her body once 
more. His hand brushed over various parts of her as she 
trembled from His touch. Finally He stopped behind her, 
His hand slipping around her waist and down to her 
exposed cunt. His fingers moved over her clit, feeling 
the metal ring that pierced it, then down to her lips, 
tracing His fingertips over them as He counted the 
rings in each side. 

Paris moaned softly with delight as He trailed His 
fingers across her dripping sex. His erection pressed 
firmly against her ass as He let one finger slip inside 
her slick slit and pulled it out slowly. He held it up, 
looking at how it glistened with her juices before 
moving the wet digit to her lips and smearing the 
sweetness across them. She quickly licked her lips, 
parting them to let Him push His finger into her mouth 
to be cleaned. He leaned in closer, bringing His lips 
to her ear. 

"Good girl," He whispered. 

He took a step back, moving to the side of her as He 
watched her chest rise and fall with each breath. He 
admired the beauty of her form, of her helpless state 
and her willingness to be in it. 
A smile crossed His lips as He thought of what was to 
come later that evening. 

Along the wall behind the prone beauty hung a large 
variety of whips, crops and canes. Tara stood in front 
of the implements, her eyes scanning the selection. The 
tips of her fingers brushed over the finely crafted 
tools of the trade. Finally she chose a short crop from 
the wall. She slapped it authoritatively against her 
palm as she approached Matt. The sound of the slap made 
Paris jump. Tara quickly handed over the crop to Matt, 
who in turn, grabbed her long auburn hair in His 
clenched fist and drew her head sharply back before 
placing a kiss upon her throat and releasing her. 

He then moved in front of Paris, holding the crop in 
His hand. He traced the tip of it over the curve of her 
breast very slowly, letting her feel the wide bit of 
buttery soft leather caress her skin. He dragged it 
slowly up and down the fleshy mound, circling around 
her nipple each time. Soft moans slipped from her as 
the tip of the crop teased the little pink nub, but the 
moans did not last. Just as suddenly as they had begun, 
they changed to a whimper as He brought the crop down 
hard across her breast, aimed perfectly across her 
nipple. 

He alternated back and forth between her right breast 
and her left, leaving both with long thin red stripes 
in a beautiful pattern of pain. Intermittently the 
flurry of blows would cease, and the teasing stroke of 
the leather would begin again. Her body remained 
tensed, never sure when it would be the soft touch or 
the brutal strike. The intricate design that emerged on 
her chest from the welts made Tara’s mouth water as she 
stared at the naked girl. She looked to Matt, silent 
begging permission to touch her. 

He knew what was on Tara’s mind and nodded, pointing at 
the trunk first. She quickly scampered over and lifted 
the heavy wooden lid. A large black rubber vibrating 
plug and cordless remote and a small ball of thin rope 
were pulled from the toy chest. Tara retrieved the 
scissors from the drawer of the end table, then handed 
the remote over to Matt, before sinking to her knees in 
front of Paris. 

Paris jumped as she felt a warm soft lick across her 
clit. The tip of Tara’s tongue flickered over the 
pierced little jewel, making the girl squirm with 
delight. As she knelt there, Matt reached down and 
picked up the ball of rope and scissors, placing the 
control down for a moment. He cut two lengths of rope 
and handed each to Tara. 

Tara quickly laced one of the pieces through the three 
rings in the right lip of Paris’ pussy, then pulled 
both ends around to her outer thigh. Matt took the 
loose ends, tying them quickly in a knot. The same was 
done to the left side, leaving the girl’s cunt spread 
painfully open. Tara’s mouth moved once again to Paris’ 
clit, covering it as she began to suck and lick at the 
little pink treat. 

Paris began to sigh and moan as Tara passionately 
kissed her clit. The juices began to drip from her 
widely spread cunt as Tara continued to lap at her 
tender pink flesh. Suddenly, the blows to her breast 
began again, causing her body to jump each time the 
pain sliced through her. The combination of the soft 
tongue action and the sharp ache made her quickly lapse 
into a shuddering orgasm. 

In the throws of climax, the tip of the large plug was 
introduced to her juicy cunt. Tara forced it inside in 
a slow but firm thrust until it was lodged deep inside 
her. The girl worked it back and forth, lubricating it 
in Paris’ juices as her muscles convulsed around it, 
making her climax more intense. Matt had picked up the 
remote again, clicking it on high as the vibrations 
caused Paris to scream in fits of passion. 

Then, just as quickly as it was inside her, it was slid 
out. Her juices dripped off the large rubber toy as 
Tara lined the tip of it up with her puckered little 
anus. With a quick stab, Tara had forced it deep in to 
Paris’ tight little ass, causing her to shriek. The 
pain was quickly forgotten as the vibrations began 
again on a lower setting. The crop again kissed her 
flesh, this time circling around her body hitting her 
sides and back as well as her round firm ass as Tara’s 
skilful tongue brought her to the edge of ecstasy.

Her body was soon covered in the thin welts that 
decorated her creamy white breasts. Matt’s hand 
caressed her warm cheeks, feeling the raised little 
lines with His fingers. Paris continued to moan, 
tormented by the intense pleasure of the vibration even 
after His touch left her. 
The sensation spread through her body quickly, making 
her eager to feel anything fill her hungry cunt. 

Much to Paris’ dismay, she soon heard the soft sounds 
of Tara’s voice as she was caught up in her own 
pleasure. The sound of Matt’s body colliding with 
Tara’s left nothing to Paris’ imagination. She envied 
the girl as the sound of their passions filled the 
room. Tara screamed as He plunged His cock deep into 
her velvety folds, forcing deeper and deeper with each 
stroke. Paris could not help but cum as she imagined it 
was her that He was finding such pleasure in filling. 
She knew that there were many more things He had 
planned to do to her. The thought of them all pushed 
her deeper into the orgasmic bliss. She was still 
trembling, the honeyed juices pooling on the floor 
beneath her, when Matt had finished with Tara.

"I see someone is enjoying herself" He whispered in her 
ear. 

"Yes.... Sir," she stammered as His fingers caught her 
throbbing clit. 

He gripped the silver ring that ran through it, pulling 
it slowly as He twisted. The pain shot through her 
body, causing it to twitch and jerk as another orgasm 
quickly gripped her. He smiled as He watched her body 
writhe in passion. He nodded to Tara, who had returned 
with two large alligator clamps, both of which had 
weights dangling from their ends. There was a small 
hole in each, where the ring holding the weight was 
fastened. 

Matt busied Himself with getting another length of 
rope, This one slightly thinner and rougher than the 
one holding her juicy cunt wide open. He slid the end 
through the opening in the clamp and tied it off 
securely before bringing the rope around Paris' neck. 
He made a single loop around it and tying a slipknot in 
it. He then took the other clamp and looped the end of 
the rope through before fastening it. 

Tara’s lips sought out Paris’ nipple, sucking it hard 
as her tongue flicked across it. The thick pink nub 
became stiff as she teased it. She then spit it out, 
placing the clamp on the tip. Paris groaned as the 
weight dangled. The other clamp was applied in the same 
fashion. Her sensitive nipples felt like they were on 
fire as the teeth bit into them. Tara kept poking at 
the clamps, making the weights swing pendulous as her 
breasts were being painfully pulled upward by the 
nipple. 

Matt had chosen a new toy this time to tease Paris’ 
body with. It was a thin very flexible length of cane. 
He started out trailing it over her naked flesh, 
letting her feel it’s surface rub over her before He 
landed the first vicious blow to the underside of her 
breast. Her body danced with pain as He continued to 
strike the tender skin. He delighted in watching her 
pale skin tone be overtaken with the ruddy streaks from 
the cane. Each strike made her jerk, each jerk in turn 
made the weights bounce, pulling down harder on her 
nipples as the rope yanked them skyward, each bounce 
made the rope around her throat tighten slightly more. 

He then turned His attention to another part of her 
body, bringing the cane down between her spread thighs 
and whipping it back and forth. Her breath came in 
short bursts between the long drawn out moans and 
whimpers as the cane kissed every inch of her upper 
thighs. The closer that He got the louder her cries 
became. This inspired Matt to bring the cane up, 
slapping harshly on her moist pink flesh. She hit a new 
note as the pain rushed through her, and her body 
jerked violently. This time the cry was of sheer agony. 

Again the tool bit into her finding her throbbing pussy 
lips. He varied His angle of attack, letting it welt 
her lips until they were swollen nearly twice their 
normal size and ten times as sensitive. Her clit also 
felt the brunt of His passion as He changed position 
just enough to bring the tip down on it with every 
stroke. 

Tears drenched the blindfold as she began to sob from 
the pain. She knew that this would be part of the deal 
before she agreed to it. She wanted so desperately to 
prove worth enough to be His, but little did she know 
that her plans would come to a quick end. The sight of 
her pain was driving Matt wild with desire. She gasped 
for breath as the rope continued to slip through the 
knot and tighten around her throat.

Paris was starting to feel light headed as her face 
changed shades. He wanted to feel her warmth wrapped 
around Him. Tara helped unfasten the cuffs from the 
girl’s ankles as Matt held her steady. She was on the 
verge of collapse when the wrists cuffs were removed as 
well as the rope around her neck. 

Her nipples ached as the blood rushed back into the 
clamped areas. Matt led the girl toward the bedroom, 
knowing that this would fulfill His greatest passion. 
Tara took over, holding the girl steady while Matt lay 
down on the bed. His swollen shaft throbbing as it 
awaited Paris. The girl was helped on to the bed and 
positioned over His cock. Tara quickly returned the 
rope cuffs to her hands and the clamps to her nipples, 
this time without the rope. The ropes that held her 
rings open, felt as if it was going to rip them right 
through the tender flaps of swollen flesh as she was 
yanked down on Matt’s thick cock. 

Tara stood at the edge of the bed, adjusting the rope’s 
height until it was perfect. She quickly slipped the 
noose over Paris’ head, the other end rested securely 
in Matt’s palm. He watched anxiously as the noose was 
tightened just enough to slightly restrict her 
breathing. He could see the panic on her face as He 
pulled gently on the rope, watching it tighten a little 
more.

"Remember our agreement Paris. If you trust me enough 
to indulge this fantasy as you said you do... then I 
shall truly be happy and make you Mine forever. Do You 
trust me Paris?" He asked in a stern tone.

"Yes Sir I do," she answered. 

He could tell by the wetness that trickled down His 
shaft that she was as excited as He was. 

The remote was turned on high, causing her to quickly 
come to another orgasm. He groaned as her muscles 
clenched His cock, holding it firmly in their grasp. He 
began to thrust up into her dripping wet cunt, forcing 
His cock as deep as He could get it. Each time He would 
raise His hips, He pulled the rope a little more, until 
it was visibly starting to press into her neck. He 
watched her breasts bounce with each frantic breath she 
tried to draw in as He continued to slowly ease the 
rope further. 

He began to pound her pussy harder and harder as her 
breathing became more strained. She was on the verge of 
passing out when the most tremendous orgasm of her 
light ripped through her. If not for the rope around 
her neck, she would have collapsed against His chest as 
the climax intensified. Tara quickly ripped the 
blindfold off Paris’ face, letting her get her first 
and last blurry glimpse at Matt. 

He could see the panic in her eyes as He pulled the 
rope harder, her entire body twitching violently as she 
gasped for air. Even after she had lost consciousness 
He continued to pump His thick shaft deep into her 
cunt. The wetness was incredible as it flooded out of 
her. Her muscles flexed around Him as the life was 
choked out of her by the rope’s grip. The warmth of her 
urine covered His pelvis, signalling it was over. He 
let out a last groan as He began to pump His seed deep 
into her lifeless cunt.

Tara was delighted, watching the body drooping 
slightly. She helped Matt pull Paris up just enough to 
slip out from under her. He tied the rope off, letting 
her dangle from it like a puppet. Tara moved closer, 
kneeling on the bed in front of the girl as she quickly 
lapped up her Master’s drippings from Paris’ cunt. Once 
she had finished, they engaged in a deeply passionate 
kiss. He looked deep into Tara’s eyes seeing how 
greatly she enjoyed the evening.

"After dinner we shall finish with her little one, I 
promised I would let you have your fun with her when I 
finished with her" He said, stroking her cheek. "Then 
later on tonight, when we are done with her we will 
take her out by the lake" 

"Yes Master," she whispered softly to Him, seeing that 
He was truly pleased.

After the two lovers returned from dinner, Matt knew it 
He should keep His promise to Paris. 

After Tara was done playing dress up with the girl, He 
slipped a black leather collar over the rope marks. Now 
her wish was fulfilled. She was truly His.

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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