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MRWADE.193 By Master Wade
The Whores of Weddle Manor
Chapter Four
Jake happily worked out his schedule for his whores. He began
his week by spending Monday evening with Renee, the beautiful
French whore. Renee had spent an inordinate share of her clothing
allowance on panties and high heels, which was appropriate for her
own physical assets. She possessed a wonderful ability to know
what looked best on her and delighted in dressing to arouse Jake
and the other girls. As is so often the case with French women,
Renee kept her pubic area groomed impeccably, trimming her pubic
hair almost daily, shaving her cunt lips, and using the bidet
frequently during the day. She was not as careful about her
underarms at first, but Jake quickly taught her that she was to
shave there as well. Her legs were always as smooth as glass, and
Renee worked hard at keeping tan and fit.
Jake quickly developed a special fondness for Renee. She was
unquestionably the most naturally sensuous of the whores, the most
accomplished cock sucker, and debatably had the best ass. She
almost seemed to crave bodily fluids, and was equally as aroused by
cunt juice as by cum, another facet of her personality which
endeared her to Jake, especially on Sunday mornings when he would
watch Renee and Blanche together in his bed. She had an easy grace
about her which combined with her natural sensuousness in a very
powerful way, making it a delight to watch her at all times. Jake
loved to have her near him, and never allowed her to be very far
away from him, no matter what day of the week it was.
Tuesday evenings were spent with Lily, the blonde whore from
Manhattan. Jake found himself depending on Lily more and more as
the days went by, honestly respecting her wide-ranging abilities.
Of all the girls, Lily was more the type that Jake would have
considered marrying, had he been the marrying kind. Clearly his
intellectual equal, and possessing a social training which set her
well above the other girls, Lily was the type of woman who could
fit in anywhere, in any situation. As a hooker who had demanded
very large sums from her clients, Lily had been exposed to things
in Manhattan which the other girls had only dreamed about. Before
long she was running the Manor house, skillfully influencing the
entire operation, from the interior decor to the offerings by the
cooking staff.
Lily's clothing choices had differed greatly from those of the
other girls. She had expensive tastes, and the six thousand
dollars Jake had allotted them had quickly been used up on her
shopping trip, so quickly, in fact, that Jake had given her another
full allotment on the spot. As his private secretary she would
require more dresses, and skirts and blouses, and she got them.
Jake made it clear that she was to buy nothing which hid her
physical charms, and she obliged him wonderfully by careful
selections of fabric types, hem lengths, etc. The result was that
she was always dressed elegantly but sensuously. Jake could not
have been more pleased.
Jake especially liked Lily in garter belts and stockings, and
quickly informed her that he would expect to see them on her at all
times, unless he requested otherwise. He took such great pleasure
in requiring that of her that he enforced his demand 24 hours a
day, expecting it of her even as she slept at night. It was not
uncommon for him to enter her sleeping quarters in the middle of
the night and to pull the covers away from her to see her nylon-
encased legs. And it was not uncommon that the sight of her at
those times drove him to put his cock in her mouth and fuck it
before returning to bed with whichever other whore he was spending
the night with. The other girls knew well that he did this, and
understood, since they also were not immune to the beauty of Lily's
legs and enjoyed spending time between them themselves. With the
possible exception of Ingrid, the tall Swede, there was no question
that Lily had the best legs of all the whores. It was simply a
fact which they all accepted and enjoyed.
Margarita, the Mexican horse-fucking whore, was Jake's
companion on Wednesday nights. Jake liked the contrast between his
Tuesday evenings with the classy Lily and his Wednesday evenings
with the hot little nineteen year old Mexican slut. There could
not have been a greater contrast physically, or intellectually.
Whereas Lily was the type of woman that the average person would
never dream of being a whore, Margarita had whore written all over
her. And it was never more the case than when she opened her
mouth, her heavy accent and tendency toward vulgarity erasing all
doubt as to her origins. Jake found this amusing, and while he
felt an obligation to help the young girl grow beyond this, he was
reluctant to change her too quickly. Her coarse sexuality and
blatant availability was part of her charm.
Physically, Margarita was hot, but not beautiful. Jake found
her nipples to be one of his favorite features, as they seemed to
be constantly hard and stiff, poking out from her little round tits
in an almost obscene way. She was also very aroused by having them
pinched, and it quickly became obvious that she possessed a very
high tolerance for pain. Jake walked in on her one evening to find
her with clothespins on her nipples. She was in the middle of an
orgasm, seated in an arm chair, nude, her fingers flying in and out
of her little cunt. From that moment on, Jake took advantage of
this new knowledge and used her appropriately, requiring the
clothespins often, or clamping her nipples. She also loved being
spanked, and Jake put her over his lap often, sometimes in front of
the other girls. Her ass was her second best feature, and it never
looked more beautiful than when it was being spanked or paddled.
Angel, the Spanish dancer, always became aroused when watching Jake
paddle Margarita, so he often called her in to watch. He knew she
wanted it for herself, but he also knew that she was excited by
seeing Margarita get it, and by her ass as well. It amused him to
make the Spanish girl want the Mexican's ass, and he loved to tease
her in that way.
Margarita's clothing choices had been pathetic, and Jake had
made her go back to the store with Lily to exchange many of the
things she had purchased.
"Even a horse-fucking Mexican whore should dress with more
class than that," he had said to Lily. "At least buy her GOOD
shorts and halter tops. Goodness knows she won't need much in the
way of clothes, but I do like to see my girls dress up at times."
Lily had exercised good judgement, and had returned with a
nice selection of lingerie and mini-skirts and shorts outfits. Very
wisely she bought only a couple of bras, realizing the virtue of
keeping Margarita's nipples exposed as much as possible. She was
also careful to buy shorts and skirts which clung tightly to the
nineteen year old girl's ass, and to buy her a good assortment of
the skimpiest panties available.
On Thursday evenings Jake enjoyed the company of Blanche, his
red-headed southern belle. Blanche was second only to Lily
intellectually, and was always a pleasure to spend time with.
Socially, she possessed a southern charm which was captivating and
always genuine. Her soft voice possessed just enough of an accent
to make her geographic origins immediately obvious, but it was
never grating nor tiresome. She had an easy humor about herself
which made her fun to be with, and all the others girls and staff
members at the Manor house liked her.
Blanche had a wonderful body. She was slim and fit, with a
stomach as flat as a board, a tight little ass equally as good as
Renee or Margarita's, and yet with breasts which were almost too
large for the rest of her body. Her nipples were a light pink, and
while they were a touch shorter than Jake would have liked for them
to be, they always stood proudly at the tip of her milky white
breasts, hard little nubs which begged to be sucked, and which of
course, often were, both by Jake and by the other girls. Blanche
loved having her breasts fondled, and while her limits were much
lower than Margarita's, she responded heavily to having her nipples
pinched. Even though she cried easily when they were pinched
tightly, she never wanted Jake to stop doing it, and he soon became
very fond of making her tears flow in this way.
Blanche was easily as insatiable as the other girls, if not
more so, but her sexual need was always seething inside, rather
than being blatant, like that of Margarita, or sometimes, Ingrid.
Jake loved to walk up to her and whisper extremely nasty things in
her ear. She would blush and smile widely, lowering her head, and
one immediately knew that he could do anything he wanted to with
her. She was also, or at least seemed to be, the most eager of all
the girls to eat pussy. Her style precluded her being blatant
about it, but she would do it at the snap of Jake's fingers with
whomever he wished. Jake especially like this about her, and
enjoyed making her do it. More than any of the others, he liked
for her to be with Renee, and he made it clear to both of them that
they would please him by spending time together sexually, which
they did with regularity. He also liked to watch her with Lily,
and their times together were a visual delight, especially if they
were partially clothed. He often photographed them making love and
especially liked the shots of them undressing each other. The
redhead and the blonde, lots of lace and nylon, and incredible
beauty and sexual response...how could you beat that?
Angel, the little twenty-two year old Spanish dancer, was
Jake's choice for Friday evenings. The weekends were often a blur
of activity for them, and Jake regularly took the girls dining and
dancing. He loved watching them dance with each other, and even
enjoyed it when they danced with other men. Such evenings required
a lot from Jake, as he always had to work diligently to stay in
control of things. The men were always hitting on the girls and
wanting them to go home with them. The whores loved to make them
want that, of course, and were instructed by Jake to do just that.
Sometimes, if it pleased him to do so, Jake would invite a couple
of the guys home with them and let them fuck some of the girls, but
generally he preferred to take them home alone. One night he had
allowed Margarita to go with several guys for a gang bang, but it
had not gone well, and Jake had been forced to take several of the
men from the Manor house with him to get her back. Margarita had
tried to leave on her own, but they had outnumbered her and refused
to let her. She had loved the fucking, but understood that the
only safe way for her to have such fun was at the Manor house from
that point on.
Angel's dancing was a treat for the eyes. She was highly
skilled, not only in the Latin dances, but in all forms of dancing,
from the most archaic ball-room steps to the most popular rock
dances. Angel was short and slim, but graceful in the extreme, and
her long brown hair, which hung to her waist, added to the beauty
of her movements as it swirled around her body. Angel danced to
arouse, and used her eyes and arms and hands and every part of her
body to great affect. She was also an accomplished stripper, and
Jake often let her perform for the staff at the Manor house, or for
friends when he would have parties.
While Jake generally preferred to see his girls partially
clothed, in lingerie or revealing outfits, he especially liked to
see Angel nude. She possessed a youthful innocence which made her
nudity even more erotic than it would have been otherwise. At
home, on those Friday nights, Jake kept her naked, even if there
were others around, sometimes having her wear a pair of high heels,
which always added a bit to her height in a pleasing way and caused
her ass to wiggle nicely when she walked, but often having her
barefoot as well. He also loved for her to dance for him in the
nude, as she was a very flexible girl and could do wonderful things
with her body from the waist down. She would stand with her legs
apart and work her hips and it would instantly make him hard.
Angel's pussy was the tightest of all the girls, and she found it
somewhat painful to take his cock, but it never was a significant
deterrent for her. Jake made sure she was good and wet before
entering her, and always made sure that she came while he was
fucking her.
Saturday nights were for Ingrid, the Swedish blonde with the
fantastic body. At five foot ten, Ingrid had legs which seemed to
go on forever. She was only twenty-two, but was a very smart girl
with an easy charm and always sensuous manner. Her blonde hair was
shoulder length, and it framed a beautiful face with carefully
chiselled features which would have stood her in good stead in the
world of modeling, had whoring not been her lot. Ingrid was very
skillful in the maintenance of her body and in the application of
makeup, and was second only to Lily in overall beauty. Her tits
were the best of the lot, wonderfully large and firm, conical in
shape, small protruding areola capped deliciously by hard pencil
eraser type nipples which grew longer when she was aroused, which
was often.
Ingrid had chosen her clothing wisely, but of course she was
the kind of girl that anything looked good on. She knew just what
to wear to highlight her long legs, and looked equally as beautiful
in short shorts as in a long skirt with a slit. She used her legs
with great skill, and was the best leg slut of them all, every
movement choreographed to reveal and excite. Jake loved to see her
in bra and panty outfits with garter belt, stockings and high
heels. He especially enjoyed seeing the demi bra's on her and loved
the way they pushed her full globes upward and enhanced her already
wonderful cleavage. He often had her dress for him in various
ways, and some Saturday nights were almost entirely taken up with
her modeling things for him, sometimes with camera running, other
times with cock in hand. She was a beautiful, beautiful woman, and
Jake could easily come just from looking at her.
Conveniently enough, Ingrid was also perhaps the most sexually
adventurous of the girls, evidenced by her eagerness to fuck the
horses. She was always ready for any kind of sexual activity,
group sex, exhibitionism, animal sex, sex with other
women...nothing was too bizarre or out of the question. Jake loved
that about her and took full advantage of it.
Saturday nights became a time of experimentation for Jake,
when he would explore Ingrid's limits. Discovering a masochistic
bent in the young Swede, Jake equipped one of the rooms in the
Manor house as a dungeon, spending lavishly to make it as authentic
as possible and to equip it with every conceivable device, from
racks of various descriptions to full suspension rings in which he
would hang her for various lengths of time. There was nothing she
would not try, and very few things which failed to bring her to
orgasm.
Jake kept his experiments with Ingrid a secret for many
months, spiriting her away to his dungeon for hours of heavy usage,
reveling in her beauty, even in the most bizarre of circumstances.
Before long, Ingrid was begging to be taken to the dungeon, and
especially to be whipped with the multi-thonged tawse which Jake
used on her with a surprising degree of Sadistic pleasure. Jake
knew that Ingrid wanted the leather most on her breasts and between
her legs, and he teased her unmercifully with the stinging leather
strips before finally focusing his assault on those most private
and tender areas of her beautiful body. Her capacity to accept his
most forceful strokes amazed and excited Jake, and he gradually
grew more and more confident and bold in his usage of her, swinging
the tawse with all his might, making the naked girl jerk and jump
in her bonds as the leather cut at her labia and white breasts.
The sound-proofing in the dungeon was excellent, and there was no
need to fear others hearing her screams.
Before long it became difficult to hide the reality of his
usage of Ingrid. While the majority of his heaviest whippings were
focused on the girl's buttocks, breasts, and cunt, inevitably there
would be some lingering signs of the whippings on her thighs and
upper back, and the other whores soon noticed them. And, of
course, the girls were frequently eager to make love to Ingrid, and
the marks were obvious at those times, as well. Pretty soon it was
common knowledge that Ingrid's Saturday nights were often spent in
the dungeon, and the other whores became ever more curious about
this chamber of torture and what it would be like to be taken
there.
Margarita, already obsessed with paddlings and spankings and
the usage of clothespins and other devices on her nipples, was
especially eager to know more about the dungeon. Surprisingly
enough, Lily, the classy blonde secretary, was also especially
intrigued, as was Renee. Renee and Lily came to Jake one afternoon
to discuss the matter of the dungeon with him.
"We know what you're doing to Ingrid," Lily said, sitting on
the edge of his desk, her skirt rising to reveal a considerable
portion of naked thigh above the top of her stocking. "I've been
to the Vault and other places like that in the city, you know, so
it isn't new to me. And I've let guys tie me up and spank me too.
Renee and I were wondering if there is any reason that you don't
take us to your dungeon? We'd like to know what it's like."
Jake smiled at his lovely blonde whore and ran his fingers
along her thigh. He glanced over at Renee who bore a look of
anxious desire on her pretty face. Renee was nude except for a
tiny pair of white bikini panties and a pair of red high heels. Her
nipples were hard.
"How could I whip anyone as beautiful as you, my precious cock
sucking girl?", he asked, teasingly.
"Ingrid is as beautiful as I am, and it doesn't stop you from
whipping her," she said, a touch of childish envy in her voice.
"I'm not so beautiful," Renee added. "Whip me there."
"And have my naked French girl walk around with stripes on her
body? That would never do," Jake said, his fingers now idly toying
at the crotch of Lily's panties.
"I could wear a shirt on those days," Renee said. "One of
yours, perhaps. I would not button it and it would not be so long
as to hide much, but only the stripes from the whippings. It could
be done."
"And you keep me dressed to the nines all the time, anyway,"
Lily said. "No one but you and the girls would know, most of the
time."
"Have you ever been whipped before, Renee?", Jake asked,
rubbing lengthwise along the crotch of Lily's panties now, feeling
her labia and the growing wetness of her panties.
"No. I have heard of it and read about it and it has made me
wet to think about it. Ingrid says you whip her on her pussy and
it makes me very hot to think about it."
"You want to be whipped on your pussy, then?", Jake asked.
Lily squirmed slightly on the desk.
"Yes! And wherever my Master Jake would like to whip me,"
Renee replied, eagerly.
"When did you eat Lily and Ingrid last, Renee," Jake asked,
curling his fingers under and rubbing the back of them against
Lily's now soaking crotch.
"Lily just now and Ingrid two days ago," she said, moving her
hands to her breasts and beginning to toy with her nipples.
"Did I tell you to touch your nipples?", Jake asked, firmly.
"No, Master Jake," Renee said, embarrassed and dropping her
hands.
"When did you eat Blanche last, Renee?", he asked, wanting to
smile, but denying himself.
"This morning, Master," she said.
"And when will you eat her again?"
"This afternoon, if it pleases you, Master Jake."
"Do you eat enough pussy for me, Renee?"
"No Master...I don't think so. I have been a bad girl."
Jake grinned in spite of himself.
"Yes, you have been a bad girl, Renee. You must eat Lily and
Ingrid every day from now on, and Blanche. And I think I must
punish you for not doing it more often."
"Yes, Master, I think it is only what I deserve," she said,
her hands moving toward her breasts again. She caught herself and
dropped them to her side.
"I haven't eaten any pussy since yesterday, Master Jake," Lily
said, quickly, her breasts rising and falling as Jake pressed hard
against her pantied crotch with the back of his hand.
"I don't think I asked you, did I, Lily?", Jake replied,
strongly, pulling her panties to the side and taking her clitoris
between his thumb and forefinger.
"No...I only thought...", she stammered.
"And why do you have so many clothes on?", he asked,
tightening his grip on her clit. "Here is my Renee whore nearly
naked, and here is my Lily as if she is going to church. Are you
my whore or not?"
"Of course I am your whore, Master Jake," she said,
embarrassed. "But you like for me to dress like this. You require
it of me. I'll take the clothes off if you like." She squirmed,
and Jake felt a new wave of wetness flood onto her labia.
"You don't eat pussy and you wear clothes, and now you want me
to grant you a favor and take you to my dungeon. Perhaps I should
piss in your mouth."
Lily felt her heart sink. Why was he being so difficult? She
knew that he sometimes emptied himself in Ingrid's mouth, and often
in Margarita's. He'd never required that of her before. She
remembered one of the johns in the city and how he had done that to
her once. She had hated it.
"You may do anything you want with your whores, Master," Lily
said, lowering her eyes.
"I would find great pleasure in pouring myself into a girl as
beautiful as you, Lily," he said, pushing a finger into her pussy
as he maintained his grip on her clitoris. Renee watched
nervously.
"Then you should do it, Master," Lily said, her legs parting
more widely.
"Now you are telling me what I should do," he said, hotly. He
raised his free hand and slapped Lily's left breast with it, hard.
Lily was startled and leaned away from him, her eyes opening
wide. Her breast hurt, and she reached up to massage it.
"Don't touch your tit, you whore," Jake said, roughly,
releasing her clitoris and taking her by the arms. He pulled her
to the floor, swiveling in his chair to position her in front of
him on his knees. Unzipping his fly he took his cock out. It was
hard.
"Suck me, and perhaps I will take you to my dungeon sometime,"
he said, moving his hand behind her head and guiding her opening
mouth to his cock. Lily rested her arms on his thighs and eagerly
took his dick between her lips. He motioned to Renee to come to
him.
Renee moved quickly, standing beside Jake's chair. Jake
reached into her tiny panties and immediately pushed two fingers
into her wet pussy, embedding them as deeply as possible. She
moaned hotly and bent to kiss him on the mouth.
Jake broke her kiss. "Get up on the desk on your knees,
whore," he demanded, his voice seemingly full of rage.
Renee complied, quickly, confused by the ferocity of his
approach, but eager to do his bidding.
"Now, lay across it on your thighs, and support yourself on my
shoulders with your arms as you kiss me some more," he said,
reaching for her cunt again.
Renee did as he asked, extending her legs and laying half on
the desk and half off, the upper part of her body supported by his
shoulders, the lower half supported by the desk, her pussy dangling
at the edge of the desk.
Jake ran his fingers into the French girl again and began
finger fucking her hotly as he felt her tongue move into his mouth.
Lily was busy sucking him, her mouth molten as it caressed the full
length of his shaft. Renee began moving her hips, fucking at his
hand as she french kissed him.
Out of the corner of his eye Jake saw someone at the door and
remembered that they had left it open. It was Blanche, and she
stood in the door, red-faced, and watched.
Jake caught Blanche's eye and maintained eye contact with her,
passing along a silent but powerful message of pleasure which
connected them, making her a part of what was happening as well.
Lily sucked him feverishly, and Jake came quickly to orgasm, his
hot semen spurting out in long streams into her mouth and throat.
Renee began coming as well, and moaned her orgasm into his mouth as
she hunched wildly at his fingers, her nearly naked body a
fascinating and beautiful sight to Blanche as she lay so
unnaturally across the desk.
"Tonight is Blanche's night," Jake said, helping Renee back
onto the floor and watching Lily as she wiped her mouth with the
back of her hand.
"Tonight I will take the two of you to my dungeon and I will
let Blanche watch me whip you. And then I will let Blanche kiss
your bodies to clean them of your sweat and your vaginal secretions
and will allow her to rub lotion on them to help take the sting
away, and then you will both show your gratitude to Blanche for
watching your punishment."
Jake dismissed Lily and Renee and brought Blanche into the
room, closing the door to his office and locking it. He sat her on
the couch in front of his desk, and without a word, slid her dress
to her waist and worked her panties off her legs. Then he knelt
before her, sliding her to the edge of the couch, and ate her to
orgasm.
Continued in MRWADE.194.....
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