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  Britney was absolutely loving the feeling of Josh's tongue in her rear. She'd never felt anything like it, and she wanted more.

  "You're getting in there," she told him, her voice fierce and her determination matching her lust. She sat down hard on his face, forcing his tongue up inside her, relishing the feeling of her ass being stretched by her lover's tongue. She squished his face into her ass over and over, letting herself open up to his tongue bit by bit until she could feel it start to slip inside, and when it did she groaned in delight and pressed down harder.

  "Fuck yes, fuck yes," she cried, grinding her thick ass onto Josh's face, noticing the precum practically streaming from his dick and showing how much he loved to be her ass slave.

  Now his tongue was buried deep in her ass, wiggling around inside, and Britney bit her lip and let the sensations wash over her.

  "Fuck my hole with your tongue!"

  Josh did just that, going deep in her ass when she pressed down on him, letting his tongue slide out when she pulled back, and doing it over again. Her hole was tight but it was letting him in, squeezing his tongue, and his face was completely covered by her firm cheeks.

  "Okay! Okay, fuck." Panting, Britney got off of Josh's face, letting him get some air too. "Jesus. Wow. That was..." Britney was struggling to find the right words, her asshole still pulsing with the memory of Josh's talented tongue.

  She spun around on his chest so that she could look at him. His hair was a mess and he was breathing hard, but he looked as into her as he had ever been.

  "You've been very good," Britney commended. "Better even than I expected, I'll admit. So I think I'm going to give you your reward a little bit earlier than I planned." Because I'm going to go crazy if I don't get that cock inside of me right now, she neglected to add.

  Josh didn't say anything. He was still catching his breath.

  Britney was sitting on his chest now. Not wanting to waste any time, she slid down his stomach and rose up so that his cock was lined up just perfectly. Then in one motion, she dropped herself onto his dick so that it slid right up into her wanting pussy.

  "Oh!" Josh gasped aloud as her slick warmth enveloped him.

  "Don't get too excited," Britney said, savoring the feeling of his thick rod inside her. "I'm just getting you nice and wet." Still, she pumped on his cock a few times, watching his face contort with pleasure as he tried to resist blowing his load inside of her there.

  "Impressive," she teased, sliding off him. He slipped out of her, his cock glistening wet. Then she lined him up with her back door and settled down on him.

  "Mm." The head of his cock pressed nicely against her slick and waiting hole, the pressure pleasant and firm. She put her hands on his chest and looked him in the eye, drinking in his awe. "Looks like you earned the prize, Josh."

  She pushed down harder on his cock, biting her lip as he spread her open. The head of his cock started to inch inside of her, sliding past her resistance bit by tiny bit.

  "Fuck, yes," she moaned. It felt so good, in the same way his tongue had felt good but so much better, so much bigger. The head of his cock stretched her open further and further until it slipped inside, entering her and making her gasp.

  Josh started, "Is it—"

  "Mm!" Britney cut him off with a groan of desire and sunk further onto his dick, taking in his shaft.

  Josh moaned below her, awash in the feeling of Britney's tight hole squeezing his cock. She didn't slow down; inch by inch, she sat down on his cock until at last he was all the way inside of her and he could feel her round cheeks resting on his legs.

  "How's that?" she panted, wiggling on his cock.

  "It's amazing," he said, reaching up to grab her hips.

  "Don't move a muscle!" Britney smacked his hands away. "You're still my toy."

  Josh looked a little shocked, but he obeyed. Which left Britney free to ride his dick.

  With her man in place and the sensation of his cock inside her ass, Britney started to move. She raised herself up, all the way until he was just barely in her, then came back down, stretching herself all over again. It felt incredible, just as good as watching Josh's eyes roll back in his head and his fists clench on the bedspread.

  Britney reached down to rub her clit while she fucked herself up the ass with Josh's cock, losing herself in the pleasure. She pumped down onto him faster, taking his cock all the way in every time, feeling as full as she had ever felt with his girth filling up her rear.

  It was all Josh could do to stay still and let her ride him. He watched her big tits with their hard nipples bounce while she rode him, and he so desperately wanted to reach up and grab them, but that would be against the rules. Not to mention that the orgasm building in his balls was unstoppable, and was taking all of his focus. Her tight ass was going to take the cum right out of him.

  But it was Britney who came first. Atop her man, riding his cock, dominating her sex slave—all of these things pushed her over the edge, and her furious rubbing of her clit didn't last too long before she was cumming. She gasped, cried out, and kept riding Josh while pleasure rolled through her and the muscles of her back door clenched and spasmed on him.

  That bit of extra stimulation broke through the little resistance that Josh still had. He grabbed fistfuls of the blanket and yelled as he emptied his balls inside Britney's ass, filling her with his cum, pumping it into her bowels. She rode him for rope after rope as he spurted in her, and together their orgasms culminated inside Britney as the pair of them soared high off the ecstasy.

  When it was over, Britney collapsed down on top of Josh, suddenly feeling the fatigue in her legs after all of this hard work. Both of them were breathing heavily and lost in post-orgasm bliss.

  "What got into you?" Josh asked Britney, after they had spent a couple quiet minutes recovering, skin-to-skin.

  "Hm?"

  "All this. You...you know, taking control."

  Britney gave her hair a little toss to get it out of her eyes. "That's always been something I like. I was just waiting for the right time to show you."

  "Ah." Josh grinned. "You waited until I wanted something."

  "You bet." She gave him a little smack on the cheek, smiling at him. "And maybe I wanted a little something, too."

  "Hope you got it."

  "Oh, I did." Britney rested back down on his chest, with Josh still inside of her. "For now."

  Josh sat up a little. "What, you want to be the mistress again tomorrow night? Maybe I'd like to have you down on the bed under me."

  Britney pretended to consider that. "We'll see," she responded. "But I don't know if I'm quite in the mood to take turns. There's only so much I can do to you in one night, and I have lots of ideas."

  "Um...lots?" Josh asked.

  "Yes," Britney said, shaking her butt a little and making his sensitive cock twitch. "Lots."

  THE END

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  Soft lights in the ceiling gracefully lit three huge beds that were spaced along the left and far walls, all with glossy wooden headboards pressed up against the sleek wooden paneling. They each had a square chest at their feet, with a cushioned top so it could be sat on as well. Various rich-colored wooden cabinets and armoires were on the far wall, and the vast floor left room for an easy chair, a cushioned bench, a leather sofa with two seats, and plenty of room to walk around in between it all.

  Myra led them to the bed in the far corner, pressed against the far wall just a few feet away from where the two walls met. She pointed at the velvety red blanket on it, looking straight at Devin. "Get on it, lay down flat."

  Veronica smacked his ass from behind him, surprising hi
m again. "Quick like a bunny, boy," she told him. "On your back, arms at your sides. We need to get a good look at you on your back."

  Devin nodded and hurried up onto the bed, briefly relishing the feeling of the soft blanket on his bare skin before lying on his back as he was told, touching the sides of his hands to his hips so his arms were flat at his sides.

  Veronica climbed onto the bed now, too, after kicking off her high heels. She stood straight up over him like she was a fighter who had just knocked him down. With a quick and easy motion, she whipped off her silk robe and threw it to the ground behind her. She straddled Devin, standing tall with her black hair hanging down and her just-as-black panties and bra covering her up.

  "So, little man, you're here for us?" Veronica's affected casual tone was gone as though it had been tossed away with her robe, and now she looked down at Devin with an accusing stare. She bent down slightly at the waist, leaning over him and looking into his eyes. "You want our asses, is that it?"

  Devin blushed. To have it put so frankly like that, it was embarrassing.

  "I asked you a question."

  "Y-yes," Devin said, wilting under her burning stare.

  "Yes, what?"

  "I...I want your asses." Devin could feel the heat in his face as the words came out of his mouth.

  "Hmph." Veronica stood up straight again, glancing back at Myra. "Lucky for you, we're both in need of some good servicing." She looked back to Devin. "It is to be understood that you are now our property, and 'no' is not an option in this room with us. You get that?"

  Devin nodded. "Yes." What would they do to him?

  "Good. Myra, work him up. If he wants our behinds, I want his."

  "Um—"

  Veronica stepped off the bed, kicking into Devin's leg on the way down and forcing his mouth shut with a wince of pain. Before Devin could object or question it, Myra was up on the bed, on her knees, crawling between his legs and looking at him with malicious intent, eyeing his naked body up and down.

  His stiff, erect dick pointed straight up at the ceiling, clashing with his nervousness at what he was in for.

  Myra planted her hands on the insides of his thighs, spreading them apart a little more and putting him on full display. "It's only fair," she said to him, "that we get to have our way with your back door if you want to have access to ours. Surely you agree."

  The look on her face told him that there was no other choice but to agree, so he nodded slowly, his heart thumping in his chest. He'd never really been touched there before, definitely not by anyone else, and...it was embarrassing and nerve-wracking. He breathed quickly while Myra's hands inched up his legs toward his ass.

  "Hands up above your head." It was Veronica, looking down at him where he lied on the bed. Doing as she said, he lifted his hands up over his head, stretching them toward the glossy mahogany headboard against the wall.

  "Good," she told him, and then he felt cold metal on his wrists. He twisted head around to see that she was handcuffing him to the thick wood of the bed.

  Veronica noticed his slightly panicked look and greeted it with a laugh. "Can't have you wiggling all around, slave."

  "We prefer our property to be nice and secure," Myra said. "Less of a chance for accidents." At the same time Veronica reached to handcuff his other wrist to the bed, Myra drew a finger along the crack of his ass, down from his balls to the bed, and he twitched in surprise at the alien sensation.

  Myra bristled. "Don't move." Her words were firm and so was her finger as she found his hole and pressed at it.

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