MRWADE67.STY BY MASTER WADE
Raping Brenda-Part Four
Over the next several days I fed Brenda a steady and unrelenting
diet of sexual stimulation and fulfilment. It pleased me that not
once during that time did she tire of it or complain in any way. I
had brought a good supply of written material, primarily sexual
fantasies, which I required her to read while I manipulated her body.
I learned alot about her in the process and was increasingly able to
know just what would push her over the edge submissively.
As I had anticipated, Brenda became more and more excited by
humiliation and exposure and grew more and more tolerant of some of
the milder forms of pain. She became extremely sensitive with respect
to nipple and cunt lip manipulation and began coming just from having
clips and clamps attached to those places. The feel of leather straps
flicking across her ass, thighs, tits and even her cunt began making
her extremely hot as well.
By the end of the week Brenda had made an excellent start at
becoming the kind of slut I always knew she could be. Her orgasms
grew in intensity and regularity, yet they seemed to become less
important to her than simply being used and being given the
opportunity to submit herself fully to her Master. From having the
opportunity to use her over and over again I began to develop the
necessary feel for "who" she was and was able to "play" her like a
musical instrument, helping her reach higher and higher levels of
sexual passion as the days passed.
On Friday, although her training was certainly not totally
complete, I determined that she was sufficiently acclimated to the
role of my slave that we could resume a more normal life-style.
Sitting her down beside me on the bed, I spoke to her about the
changes that had taken place during our time together.
"Brenda, prior to our coming to this room together you lived life
much differently than you will from this point on. In some ways you
were a slut without a Master...fucking and teasing at random with no
real purpose or goal. There were things that deep down inside you
wanted very much to do and to be able to do, but you were unaware of
how to go about doing those things, and I think, were frightened of
actually doing some of them. Now you have learned that by having the
goal of obeying your Master and dedicating yourself to that goal that
you have been freed to have all your needs met without the aimlessness
and lack of direction you have experienced in the past. Now, when you
lay on your back and take dick after dick into your holes you don't
have to feel selfish, because you know that you will be pleasing your
Master, not simply just fulfilling your own desires. Now, when you
fantasize about taking thick man meat up your ass it will be
accompanied by the knowledge that your asshole has been trained to
accept them and the realization that you not only are physically able
to do it, but that you both mentally and physically enjoy it."
"I know that this week has been physically and mentally
exhausting for you, and that you have been super-stimulated constantly
for so long that you are weak-kneed and in need of sleep and rest, but
I hope that as I allow you to re-enter the "real" world that you will
remember this time as one of great growth for you. If you re-enter
society successfully you will find that this feeling of super-
stimulation and constant arousal will continue to accompany you
wherever you go and whatever you do, but that you will have an element
of control now which will make it comfortable for you to feel that
way. You need not fear the feelings that you will have...the thirst
for cum and cunt juice that you will feel when you look at other
people, the hunger to let large groups of men use you that you will be
so aware of when you are around large groups of the other sex, the
great emptiness that you will experience at times because your holes
are not being filled and fucked...all these feelings will be strong
yet will be acceptable to you because you know you can trust me to not
let them become unbearable. Never worry that you will hunger
excessively without being fed, for nothing will please your Master
more than seing that your needs are met sufficiently. When you have a
need you must vocalize that need to me, without fear of reprimand.
When there is a man you wish to fuck or suck, you must simply tell me
so. When there is a woman whose juice you need to taste or whom you
would like to kiss deeply on the mouth, or whom you would like to see
your Master fuck, you must simply tell me your wishes. When you need
to be spanked, tell me. When you need to be exposed to other people,
tell me. When you need to be tied, gagged, gang-banged, tell me."
"As our training continues you will learn many of the signals
that will enable you to communicate your needs and desires to me under
any and all circumstances, and you will learn the signals that I will
use to direct your actions in acceptable ways. Learn them well and be
alert constantly for them and you will seldom find yourself with the
problem of having a dry cunt."
After our talk I watched Brenda pack up the things I had used on
her during the week. It pleased me to see her obvious fondness for
the dildo's, vibrators, whips and clamps as she packed them tenderly
away. Just handling them was exciting her, and I could sense a
reluctance for her motel-training to end.
For her "going-away" attire I had chosen a simple red dress and a
matching pair of high heels, with no underclothes of any kind under
it. It was the first time she had ever gone out in public without any
underclothes under her clothing, but it would certainly not be the
last time.
When she had completed packing and dressing I had her stand
before me with her feet apart and pull the dress up in front of her,
exposing her body to me. As I had expected, her lips were moist and
she jumped slightly as I touched her clit with my finger. I rubbed it
lightly with just the tip of my finger as she stood there, rubbing her
until the goose-bumps covered the insides of her thighs and until her
knees began bending slightly and her hips began moving in small
circles. When I removed my finger from her now hard clit she lowered
the dress.
"No, pull it back up, Brenda. Put it down when I tell you to,
not before." I sat motionless as she pulled the dress back up and
just looked at her legs and shaved cunt. I knew she was expecting me
to touch her again and I waited, letting her anticipate the resumption
of my manipulation of her pussy. It was an awkward time, accompanied
by that feeling that something which was supposed to be happening
wasn't happening, but the awkwardness of it added to the moisture
between the little slut's legs.
I reached out and touched her clit once more, sensing the relief
that Brenda felt as I did so. I touched it for perhaps ten seconds
and then stopped again. She began to lower the dress once more.
"No, Brenda. I'll tell you when I don't want you to show off
your little whore cunt to me. Keep the dress up!", I said,
forcefully. She pulled the dress back up once more, sighing deeply.
"Stand there just as you are and don't move a muscle", I said,
getting up from the chair. I loaded the suitcase full of clothing and
sex toys into the car, leaving Brenda standing there with her back to
the open door of the room holding her dress up in front of her. When
I came back into the room I left the door open and instructed her to
turn around to face me and the door.
She did as she was told, red-faced by the knowledge that anyone
who walked by the room and perhaps even some of the cars passing on
the highway could see her standing there in her red dress exposing her
naked bottom.
"Now move your hips, Brenda. Move them in a fucking motion for
me. Move them as you would if you had a huge dick inside your cunt."
Brenda began breathing hard now, but did as I requested. Her
dress hid her face from the outside world...all that was visible was
the upraised red dress and her totally naked body from the waist
down. She moved her hips back and forth and in small circles, fucking
on the imaginary cock inside her. A car drove through the parking lot
of the motel and the drive honked it's horn when he passed the room.
Brenda gasped and began lowering the dress.
"No, little slut!! Keep fucking for me! Let them see what a
slut you are, how hot you are, how wet your little fuck hole is!!"
Brenda pulled the dress back up in front of her face, still
hunching, still exposing her legs and wet cunt lips. I knelt in front
of her and let just the tip of my tongue flick against her throbbing
clit. I teased it, pulling away from time to time, waiting, and then
pushing it back against her once more. She began to moan audibly, too
hot now to care whether people outside the open door heard her or
not. When the movement of her hips indicated to me that she was in
great need of a climax I stopped licking her pussy and told her to
lower the dress.
"But Master! I need to come so bad!! Fuck me...please fuck me!",
she said, hotly.
"No, Brenda, we're ready to go now. Come along." I took her
hand and led the reluctant little slut out to the car, holding her car
door open for her.
I noticed as I walked back around to my side of the car that
Brenda had pulled her dress back up to her waist and was now plunging
two fingers deeply into her sopping wet cunt.
Getting in and shutting the door I let her finger herself for a
moment and then said, "No, Brenda, don't finger-fuck your slut cunt
now. Keep the dress up and your pussy exposed, and keep your legs
opened wide, but don't touch it. If you just have to touch a sex
organ you can rub my dick through my pants, but don't touch your
cunt."
Totally frustrated and in great need of something inside her
pussy, Brenda complied with my demands and took her fingers out of her
cunt, licking them off as she reached over to my crotch with her other
hand. She stroked my cock with the touch of a woman in heat, wanting
to make me so hard and hot that I would stop the car alongside the
road and fuck her there in the car.
Driving along the highway I spotted a large truck ahead and sped
up until we were alongside it, giving the driver the chance to look
inside at the pretty little brunette's naked legs and cunt. Brenda
looked over at me when she realized I was purposely staying alongside
the truck.
"He can see, you know. He can see my pussy."
"Yes, Brenda, I know. I want him to see."
"But Master! I'm already soooo hot...and it makes me even hotter
to know he is looking at me! What if he masturbates while he's
driving along?"
"Oh, I expect he will do just that, Brenda. He'll probably take
his hard cock out of his pants and stroke it and think about what it
would be like to have it deep inside the juicy little slut he can see
exposing herself to him."
Brenda's hand flew back to her pussy and she began rubbing it
hotly once more.
"Oh, you want the man to see you finger-fucking yourself do
you?", I asked teasingly. "That will make him come for sure, I bet!"
No!...I mean, yes...I mean...I don't know, Master, I'm just
sooooo hot! Is it okay? Should I stop? I just need something inside
soooo bad!!"
"Its okay my little slut. Just lay your head back and finger-
fuck yourself while the truck driver jerks off watching you. I know
you want to, so go ahead. Only take my cock out and jerk me off while
you do it."
Brenda took her fingers out of her cunt only long enough to unzip
my pants and take my cock out so that she could wrap her left hand
around it. Then she quickly plunged them back into her trembling
cunt. She slid down slightly in the seat, laying her head back on the
back of the seat and looked up at the driver of the truck as she ran
her fingers in and out of her cunt and pumped on my rock hard dick
with her other hand. I continued talking to her as she fucked.
"Wet pussied slut. Dirty little tramp tease. Fingering your
little fuck hole in front of the truck driver. Jerking me off while
you show your hole to some strange man. Sitting there with your dress
pulled up and your fingers flying in and out of your hole. Watch him,
Brenda. Watch him stroking his huge tool while he looks down at you.
He knows what a slut you are. He knows how hot you are and how bad
you need something inside your little cunt. Maybe I should stop the
car and both the driver and I should fuck you. He could fuck your
cunt while I fuck your mouth. Or maybe he'd rather have your tiny
little asshole. Put another finger in. Show the truck driver how
many fingers your little cunt can hold. Fuck yourself for him,
Brenda. Do it!!"
Brenda's hips lifted up off the car seat as she ran the third
finger inside her trembling cunt and as her orgasm began rushing
through her body.
"Yesssss! Ohhh, Gawwwwwwwd!!! I'm comm---mmmmmiiinnnnggg!!!",
she cried, her hips pumping up and down wildly, forcing her cunt up
against her hand and the intruding fingers.
I felt cum begin squirting out of my cock and saw huge gobs of it
landing on the steering wheel and even the dashboard in front of me.
I looked down as she continued to milk it and watched the creamy white
sperm run down over her fingers and begin soaking into the fabric of
my pants.
The truck driver blew his horn in appreciation as I sped away
from him and as Brenda lowered her head to my lap to clean up the cum
she had coaxed from my hard dick. When she had licked it all up she
lay quietly with her head in my lap. I pulled her dress back up to
her waist and played with her thighs and the cheeks of her ass as she
lay on her side there in the car beside me. She squeezed my thigh and
pressed her head hard against my waist in a hug. Brenda was going to
work out fine. Better than fine.