MRWADE51.STY BY MASTER WADE
Julia's Begging: Part Two
A Note From Julia
After reading "Julia's Begging", I felt that it might be helpful
for me to add a postscript to the story. Otherwise the reader might
get the impression that I am allowed to do whatever I like sexually
without first clearing it with my Master, which is FAR from the truth.
I purposely was friendly to the two young guys at the party for
two reasons. The first, and most important one to me at the time, was
that they were making my pussy drip. The second reason was that it
had been nearly four weeks since my Master had disciplined me. I knew
that he would feel the need to "show me the error of my ways" after
coming on to the two guys at the party, and I needed it so much. The
fact that my Master let me get gang-banged too was just an added treat
that I really didn't expect, my main hope was that he would punish me
for being such a brazen slut.
It was a wonderful night. I loved the teasing and the performing
that my Master let me do with Jeff and Randy, and when things really
got going I tasted more cum than I have ever tasted in one night in my
life.
The very best part about the whole affair was the following day,
however. I knew that my Master would not be nearly as calm about
everything as he had seemed to be the night before. I always pay a
price for doing sexually related things that I'm not instructed to do.
Awaking before he did, I decided to try to get on his good side
before he began thinking about my sluttish behavior of the night
before. He was laying on his side nude in the bed beside me, still
asleep. I turned around with my head toward the bottom of the bed and
gently pulled his asscheeks apart with my hands. This exposed his
little brown pucker to me and I began to gently lick it with my
tongue. I do have to admit that this was not only an attempt to get
on his good side, I also love licking and sucking his ass, as well as
the asses of other men and women. It makes me feel especially
submissive, and I love that feeling.
I had mixed emotions about whether I wanted him to awaken soon or
not. On the one hand I wanted him to wake up and find me licking his
ass, but on the other hand I was enjoying myself so much that I didn't
want to be interrupted. The more I licked the wetter my still sore
cunt got, until finally the juice was streaming from me and wetting
the sheets as it ran over my thigh. I could smell it above the smell
of my Master's ass, my senses filling with the strong and musky odor
that all slut's learn to love. (Well, my Master says they all learn
to love it...I only know that he was right about me...grin)
Luckily he continued to sleep soundly while I licked at his ass,
in spite of the fact that his cock grew hard and long. I sure was
tempted to reach around and stroke it, or to move to the other side
and take its soft skin between my lips, but I'd have had to have left
his asshole to have done that, so I successfully fought that
temptation.
Finally I got so hot and was feeling so submissive from my
enjoyment of my Master that I just had to spend some time touching
myself. Afraid I might get carried away and wake him if I masturbated
in the bed, I moved to the big burgundy leather chair next to the door
to his room and draped my legs over the arms of the chair. My juicy
little fuck hole was dying to be probed, but I wanted to deny myself
just a bit longer, so I started playing with my nipples at first.
Master is so good at denying me when he knows I need it. I wish I
could do as good for myself, but I just can't. I get so hungry to be
filled sometimes that I think I'm going to go out of my mind if I
don't get fucked.
I pinched my nipples and pulled them out away from my tits. I
love it when my nipples are pinched really hard, and I made sure that
I dug my fingernails into them as I pulled and pinched them with all
my might. It made me sooooo hot!! I remember once when Master and I
were just seeing each other occasionally when I got carried away
hurting my nipples. It was a day or two after I had been with Master
and he had used some clothespins on my nipples. I had come that night
like I had never come before, and the clothespins had been responsible
for alot of the passion I had felt that night. I didn't have any
clothespins at my house and the only thing I could find was a pair of
pointed-end pliers that my ex husband had left in one of the kitchen
drawers. I trapped my left nipple between the jaws of the pliers and
fingered my hot little dick hugger with the other hand and just plain
got lost in the feelings. The next day my poor nipple was so sore
that I couldn't go to work, and I had to bandage it for several days
to let it heal. I've been more careful since then, but I'll never
forget how good it felt. Every time I see a pair of those pliers I
get wet just thinking about it.
I thought about that while I played with my nipples there in the
chair and soon couldn't keep my hand away from my cunt. It felt soooo
good to finally get something in my hole and I soon worked my way up
to four fingers. I probably would have tried the thumb too, but my
asshole started feeling so empty that I shifted my concentration to it
for a while. Leaving my now hard and long nipples I ran my right hand
under my leg and ass and began working my middle finger against my
anus. I could still smell my master's ass on my lips and tongue, and
it made me hungry for the taste of my own, so as I fucked the four
fingers of my left hand in and out of my cunt, I from time to time
moved my left hand to my face, smelling my ass on my finger and
licking it off in between trips into that deep dark hole my Master had
taught me to appreciate so much.
I felt so sluttish sitting there in the chair with my legs
splayed open, fingering both of my holes! I laid my head back against
the soft leather of the chair and fingered like crazy, working my
middle finger deeper and deeper into my ass as the passion and
submissiveness grew within me. The deeper I worked that finger into
my ass the deeper I sucked it into my mouth to clean it, and it was
totally inside my mouth when I became aware that Master was no longer
asleep but was lying there on the bed watching me as the gently
stroked his huge dick. Terribly embarrassed, I quickly pulled my
finger from my mouth. I didn't know how long he had been watching,
but I could only assume that he had seen it in my asshole before I had
so eagerly sucked it. I felt like such a dirty slut!
"Morning, little whore", he said softly, continuing to stroke
himself. "Don't mind me, go ahead and put your finger back up your
ass if you want. Unless of course you were thinking about it being
one of those dicks you had last night. In that case you might want to
keep it in your mouth."
I was too hot to stop by then, and his greeting only made me
hotter. I slid my wet finger back into my asshole and continued
bucking my hips up and down as he stared between my legs. His
watching me was just exactly what I needed to push me over the edge,
and in almost no time I was coming like crazy. He talked to me while
I was coming, calling me a whore, and a slut and every dirty thing he
could think of. It was wonderful!
When my orgasm had finally subsided I noticed that he was still
hard, and falling to my knees on the carpeted floor I crawled over to
the bed and took the head of his beautiful dick into my mouth. His
hand moved to my tits and began pulling at my nipples as he began to
fuck my mouth. I love the way he does it. He never just slides it in
and out gingerly, as if he is afraid he might hurt me, but instead he
treats my mouth like just another fuck hole and fucks my face just as
he does my cunt. Usually he explodes in my throat, but this time just
as he was about to shoot his load into me he pulled his cock out of my
mouth and made me hold my tongue out for him to jerk off onto. He
says he likes to see me trying to catch it all on my tongue, and he
must like it, because he often makes me do the same thing when I suck
off other men for him. He videotaped me doing it once with that black
guy...Jerry was his name, I think...and I must admit that it looked
very sexy. I don't think we have that tape anymore; I think its the
one he sold to one of the guys in the fire department.
After I had eagerly swallowed all of his fuck and cleaned him up,
I took a quick shower and began getting ready to go to work. Master
stopped me.
"Julia, you'll have to call Frank and tell him you won't be in
today. He'll understand why, as usual."
Frank was understanding, thank goodness. He was a friend of my
Master's and knew all about our sexual relationship. Anytime my
Master disciplined me I'd either have to call Frank before the
discipline or after it, to tell him I'd have to miss work again. This
made 23 days for this year already, and it was only August. So far
Frank had kept our little secret from the other workers, but I wasn't
sure how long we'd be able to hide it from them.
I had a lump in my throat all through the telephone conversation
with Frank. Even though I'd been disciplined alot by my Master, I had
an idea that this time was going to be different. I had wanted to be
disciplined, but still I had done alot more the night before than I
had ever done in the past. I wasn't sure just what I had let myself
in for. When I hung the phone up I just sat there quietly, waiting
for Master to give me further instructions. I didn't have to wait
long.
"You know why I'm keeping you out of work today, don't you
Julia?", he asked.
"Yes, Master. Except, you told me to fuck them. I just wanted
to please you."
"Yes, I did tell you to fuck them, Julia. But I didn't tell you
to snuggle up on the couch with them and expose yourself to them. Nor
did I tell you to strike up a conversation with them about studs. By
the time I got there they practically had their hands in your
panties. For me to have stopped it then would have made you look even
worse than you did already. I just let nature run its course."
"But Master...you make me fuck so many men...didn't you enjoy
watching me do it last night?", I asked, beginning to get teary eyed.
"Of course I did, Julia. You were wonderful! And frankly, if we
could do the whole evening over again, I'd want it to work out just
like it did. But I'd also either make sure that I set the whole thing
up for you or else I'd expect there to be discipline following the
evening, just as there will be today. Anyway, enough discussion about
it. Do you want the discipline you deserve, or do you want me to stop
being your Master?"
"Please discipline me, Master! I know I need it, and I want it.
I really do want it!"
I did want it, and frankly all the pleading had been more half-
hearted than it sounds as I tell you about it now. As I begged for
his discipline, I realized once more that it had been these feelings
that were now beginning to wash over me that I had wanted even more
than the continuous fuckings that I had gotten the previous night.
I'm not ashamed to admit that. Its just the way I am. Oh, I
love fucking and sucking, I can't deny that. But any woman who is
even fairly attractive can get that, just about anytime she wants it.
I needed exactly what my Master could and would give me, and I needed
it just exactly the way only he can give it to me. I didn't need just
sex, and I didn't need just a master. I needed Him.
"When did you last trim your cunt hair, Julia?", my Master asked.
"Its been a while, Master...I think about three or four weeks
now."
"Get the white bikini out and lets see how it looks on you", he
instructed.
I knew before I even tried it on that it would never do. I
almost have to trim my pubic hair every day if I want to wear that
bathing suit. When I put the bottoms on there were strands of cunt
hair sticking out of both sides and some even stuck out over the top.
In addition, the hair behind the thin fabric was also fairly visible,
and my bush made the bathing suit bottom stick out in front. But I
never minded trimming it for my Master, and I smiled and told him I'd
be happy to solve our problem if he wanted me to wear the suit for
some reason.
"Yes, I do want you to wear it. But it won't be necessary for
you to trim your hair this time. I like it just the way it is", he
said with a smile.
"Yes, Master", I said, smiling back. He knew I'd feel very
sluttish with my cunt hair sticking out the sides and top. He can see
me any way he wants anytime he wants.
"Get that little white tank top that you often wear with shorts
and put it on. The one that its so easy to see your nipples through",
he instructed.
I rummaged through the drawer until I found it and put it on. He
was right, of course, my nipples were very evident through the thin
material. I'd never wear it without a bra, unless he asked me to.
"Nice, Julia. Now get the white high heels and put them on too",
he said.
After putting on the white high heels I turned around slowly and
looked at myself in the full length mirror. I had to admit that I
looked very sexy as he had dressed me. It always thrilled me when
Master told me to model clothes for him.
"Face me and stand with your legs open a foot or so apart,
Julia."
I did as he requested and looked into the mirror again. With my
legs opened my need for a trim was very obvious, even in the mirror.
"Now, Julia, I want you to do a little shopping for me this
morning. We'll need a couple of x-rated movies and some adult
magazines that you can pick up at that shop on Elm street, and three
very large cucumbers and a jar of vaseline from the grocery on East
Hanover. Stop by the liquor store and get us a couple of fifths of
Vodka and go by Karen's house and ask her if we can borrow that huge
dildo that I gave her last Christmas. She's off on Mondays I think
and should be there."
I stammered a reply somewhat horsely. "M-M-Master...I'd feel
better about you doing some of that shopping. Why don't we go
together and I'll get the liquor for you."
"No, Julia. I want you to do the shopping alone. It shouldn't
take you too long, unless Karen invites you in or something."
He smiled broadly at that suggestion, and I must admit that I did
too. Karen is another of my Master's slaves and the one with whom
I've had the majority of my bi experiences. I love the taste of her
pussy.
"If you insist, Master. But it will be very embarassing to go in
the adult movie store, as well as to buy the cucumbers and vaseline at
the grocery. That new man, the young guy, is always the cashier on
Monday mornings, you know. What will he think?"
"Exactly what I want him to think, Julia. But even better than
that is what will be going through YOUR mind."
I knew there was no point in arguing any further, and I reached
into the closet to get the dark blue cover-up that I often wore over
my bathing suits.
"You won't need that, Julia. Go just as you are", he said with
no trace of emotion.
"But Master! You want me to go into an adult movie store with my
cunt hair sticking out of this tiny little bikini bottom and my
nipples showing through the top? And you want me to buy cumcumbers
and vaseline from a male clerk at the supermarket in this outfit? And
you want me to ask to borrow a huge dildo from a bi woman who will
most certainly wet her pants as soon as she sees me?"
"Hurry back, Julia", he said as he sat down and opened the
morning paper. "We have alot to do when you get back."