Michael loved to watch his slave deal with slight pain. He knew the clamps didn’t really hurt that much, just a shock to the system. Syndee’s nipples were a little sensitive, but not so much that she could not bear the pain of the clamps. Next Michael took her hands and tied her to another chain hanging from the ceiling. He also took the chains dangling from her nipples clamps and attached them to the chain. This pulled at her nipples, adding to the sensation. He rummaged through her bin and found her butterfly also. Once in place, he began to tease her too only he used a riding crop on her. Finally after bring her close a few times he tired of that also.
A new game came to mind, “Slaves, I am going to turn both of your toys on and then use the flogger on you both alternately. The game is the first to cum will get a reward, while the loser will be sorry. Ready?”
“Yes Master,” they chorused.
Michael turned their vibrators on and began to whip girl in turn. When he would notice one was close, he would ignore her for a moment and whip the other. Finally he knew they were nearing their limits and began to play fair. Each girl got equal slashes with the flogger until finally Syndee screamed her release. Michael was about to shut off Stacey’s when Syndee started cumming but she let go also, so Michael allowed her to cum.
Once both girls were done, Michael reached up and released Syndee. Grabbing her by her hair, he pushed her on the bed.
“Down,” was all he said as he dropped his pants.
Syndee did as he ordered with a yes Master. On her knees face down on the end of the bed, she wondered what was next. Before she could give a though to her slave sister, Michael slide deep into her.
Michael needed to cum. He wanted Silk, but knew that was impossible so he took Syndee. Pressing her on the bed, he slid deep into her. Not giving her a chance to recover, he began to pound her hard. He gripped her sides and gave his all to her. Occasionally he would look back at Stacey still hanging by her arms. He knew she would like this to be her beneath his thrusts but since she lost the race, she had to suffer. This made him smile.
Deciding he wasn’t going to cum this way, Michael pulled out of her pussy and thrust into her ass. One plunge was all it took. Syndee squealed. Michael resumed thrusting.
“Please Master, may I cum,” Syndee moaned after a dozen or so thrusts.
Feeling his own orgasm approaching Michael sneered, “Not till I do slave.”
After about ten more strokes, Michael grabbed a handful of blond hair and pulled Syndee’s head up and back to his. “Now slave, cum,” he growled as he let go deep in her ass.
Syndee screamed with her release as Michael moaned loudly with his own. Once it was over Michael pushed her away from him and turned to leave the room to wash up. Knowing this was his way Syndee was not offended.
As he walked out the door he told Syndee, “Let your sister down and then both of you clean up.” He then went into the bathroom and they could hear the shower going moments later.
Syndee let Stacey down as ordered and both began to clean up their toys. They both knew that Michael liked cleanliness and order. Once this was done they both went to take a shower. Knowing that Michael only liked to shower with Silk, they headed for the shower in the other bathroom. While they showered they talked quietly.
Syndee spoke up first, “You know you shouldn’t butt into Master and Silk’s fight.”
Stacey gave her an innocent look, “How did I butt in?”
Syndee laughed at her then said, “By telling him about Becker. You knew he would fly off the handle like that. He loves her and he is mad and jealous.”
“I know nothing and I didn’t do anything,” Stacey proclaimed in an innocent voice.
Syndee decided to let it ride. She knew it was pointless to argue so she changed the subject. “Kind of nice to have him all to ourselves isn’t it?”
Stacey couldn’t believe what she was hearing. She didn’t want to encourage such thinking so all she said was, “I miss Silk.”
Syndee got her meaning right away and just agreed with a sad look and a nod of yes.
Once they were done and dried off, they met Michael in the living room. Michael suggested they watch some television so they did. Later he ordered some pizza and they ate while watching a movie. Michael wondered about Silk through it all.
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Silk was not having the fun that the others were having but it was still not bad. Jon had taken her to a Frat party. Silk mentioned she had never been to one. Jon said his house was having one that very evening so it was the perfect place to go.
Jon arrived at her apartment about half past seven. Silk was just putting the finishing touches on her makeup so Jon offered to wait in the living room. Once done, she came out to find Jon holding her collar. She blushed and offered an explanation. Jon stopped her and told her he didn’t care. It was in the past. He tossed it back upon the bar and Silk allowed him to change the subject.
“Wow, what a dress,” Jon exclaimed, “You look fantastic.”
Silk blushed, “Thank you kind sir, flattery will get you everywhere.”
Let’s hope so, Jon thought as he ushered her out to his car.
He drove a new red corvette. Silk thought to herself, it suited him. On the ride over to his frat house, they talked and Silk soon wondered if Michael was wrong about him. He seemed sweet and very attentive of Silk.
They arrived at the party and for the first hour it was your average normal frat party. Just like the kind you saw in the movies, boys and girls drinking and acting crazy. Silk allowed herself to drink since she wasn’t driving and thanks to Michael she could now handle herself when drunk.
Jon danced with her off and on and when he did he rubbed up against her but he never seemed to get out of hand. Soon others wanted to dance with her and Jon pushed her into their arms. They seemed to behave also so Silk relaxed and danced. Soon she was feeling pretty drunk and a slight bit horny. She attributed that to the dancing. She found Jon and told him she was feeling a bit too drunk and needed to sit down.
Jon smiled his plan was working. Soon he hoped, she would be half crazed and half naked. He led her to a couch in a forgotten corner. As they sat there, he planned his next move. Around them others were beginning to kiss and cuddle so Jon just naturally kissed Silk. When she responded, he took it farther. He began to touch her on the outside of her clothing, she accepted.
When he slid a hand up her leg and under her skirt, she drew the line, “No,” she said.
Jon then grabbed her hands and held her down, “You acted like a little slut for that bastard Michael, and you can act like one for us too. We’ll even call you slave and treat you like one too if that’s what you like.”
At his word we, Silk looked around and say that there were others how seemed to want to join in the fun. Silk knew then that Michael was right and she became scared. She turned to look back at Jon.
Jon had a crazed look on his face. He reached up and grabbed the front of her dress and ripped it down her front. Finally he thought, success. He would have Michael’s little tramp and the best part was she had come to him willingly. He knew Michael would be livid. He laughed at this thought as he began to manhandle her breasts. Maybe he would call and tell Michael about it afterwards.