I looked down at my new pet, Samantha. She was kneeling on the floor in front of my chair, having just swallowed a huge load of my cum. We had known each other for years but it wasn’t until this weekend, at her own baby sister’s wedding, that I finally decided to make her mine.
“I promised you, my Sammy Slut, that tonight I would cum in your pretty little mouth, your wet pussy, and your tight ass. That’s one down.”
Sam looked up at me with a knowing smile on her face.
I stood from my chair and poured another drink for each of us, whiskey for me, wine for her. I handed her the glass and gave her a kiss on the forehead, “here, wash down that big snack you just had.”
“Thank you, sir.”
“That was an impressive blowjob, my toy.”
She looked up at me with pride as she drank her wine.
“Of course there’s always room for improvement. I think we can organize some more practice for you.”
She moaned in response.
“But first I think we need to investigate just how much you liked this belt.” I took the belt in my hands and snapped it, the sound making her jump.
“I told you any time my cock wasn’t in your mouth you’d get the belt,” I snapped it again, “yet you purposefully took me out of your mouth,” another snap, “and held back from putting me back in,” and another.
Each snap made her flinch yet the whole time her eyes were fixated on the belt, mesmerized by it.
“I’m so sorry, sir,” Sam said sarcastically.
I smiled, “sounds like you want some more.”
She smiled up at me and wiggled her ass, she was clearly feeling playful, “I’ve been spanked before. A little. But never with a belt. I’ve always wanted more.”
“I promised you there’d be plenty of time for spanking later. I also told you to be careful what you wished for. Stand up.”
I watched as Sam slowly got up from her knees as I sipped my whiskey. She was still wearing the bra, panties, stockings, garter belt, and heels she’d had on all night. I looked her up and down some more, admiring her beauty.
“Go stand by the bed.”
Sammy emptied her wine glass, put it down, and did as she was told.
I stood and moved to her, my heavy cock swinging between my legs. It had recently been spent but was starting to regain its form for round two. I stood right behind Sammy, close enough for her to feel my breath on her neck and my dick against her backside. I hung the belt around her shoulders and with one hand on her waist pulled her back until she was a few feet from the bed. I pushed on the back of her head causing her to double over.
“Stretch your arms out and grab hold of the edge of the bed. That’s your support. Keep your legs straight and your ass up. Back arched and head down,” I helped position her as I wanted, perfectly on display and ready to be spanked, “good girl.”
I slid my hands up and down her body, feeling her smooth skin betrayed by goosebumps as she began to realize how vulnerable she was now. My hands continued down her back to her panties. It being a thong I already had good spanking access but it was still time for them to go. I slipped my fingers inside the band and pushed them down to her knees. I left them there to help keep her from moving so much.
It was immediately obvious how aroused she was. Her lovely aroma had already filled the room and it only grew stronger. Her plump pussy lips stood out between her thighs glistening with her wetness.
I gently slapped her pussy with an open hand causing her to moan and then rubbed my fingers up and down her lips.
“Goddamn! Somebody is a horny little slut.”
“Fuck! I sure am, sir! Please play with my pussy some more! Please make me come!” She pushed back against my hand.
I slapped her ass and moved my hand away, “you’ll come with I say so, slut, and not before.”
She groaned in frustration.
I brought my fingers to my mouth and licked up some of her pussy juice, “mmm, your pussy is divine, my slut.”
“Thank you, sir.”
“Here, have some,” I slipped my hand around to her head and pushed my fingers into her mouth. She was reluctant at first but eagerly licked them clean after she got a taste of herself, “I told you how good you tasted.”
“Mmhmm, yes, sir.”
“Maybe I’ll feed you some more later. If you’re a good girl.”
She replied with a grunt.
I rubbed my hand over her pussy lips again and then through her legs and over her clit to her mons, revealing to me that she was shaved completely bald.
“Is the shaved pussy part of the bridesmaid outfit too?” I laughed.
“No, sir,” she laughed back, “I’ve been keeping it like that for years. Oh, but…” she cut herself off.
I smacked her ass, “oh, but what, slut?”
“I’ve been keeping my pussy shaved for years but it was actually my sister Julie who first suggested it.”
“Oh really?”
“She once told me how nice a smooth shaved pussy was, how sexy it felt, how much she liked a shaved pussy, and that I should try it.”
“And we find another example of you obeying Julie. How many more will there be?” I teased. “And you know the best part? She doesn’t even shave her pussy. She does like smooth pussy, but not her own,” I winked.
Samantha lifted her head and gave me a puzzled look, “Wah?”
“You can’t be that surprised your sister likes pussy. I mean look at her new husband,” I chuckled.
“No, it was more how you would know her…” she trailed off.
A devilish smirk stretched across my face. “Did you not know? Did she really never tell you? Hmm. We fucked. A bunch of times. A little while back. Just before she met Carl if I’m not mistaken. In fact I wouldn’t be surprised if our time together inspired her to seek out a pretty little boy like him. Though the sex was great we both realized we weren’t compatible enough for more than a fling. She needed somebody more… compliant.”
Sam’s eyes were wide in shock.
“And yes, that does mean the cock you were just sucking has been inside your baby sister,” I moved around to her head, “actually, have some more with that knowledge fresh in your mind.”
I pushed my quickly hardening dick into her mouth and held her head on it with one hand. Sam’s face scrunched up around my dick and she held her eyes closed. I pinched her nose shut with my other hand until she started slowly bobbing her head up and down.
“Good girl, my Sammy Slut. Imagine if you could still taste her on me.”
Sam grunted in protest but I held her head in place and thrusted into her mouth.
“You two actually taste pretty similar now that I think about it, she’s a bit sweeter but you’re definitely sisters. And now that we know how much you like tasting yourself, I think you’d enjoy it more than you realize.”
She squirmed and tried to disagree though it came out as nothing more than mumbles. I smacked the top of her head.
“And here’s the real truth: even if I’d never fucked Julie, even if I’d never seen her naked, I’d know she doesn’t shave her pussy. Because she’s a dom, she’s the boss, she’s in control. She doesn’t need a baby smooth pussy to attract anyone, she just gets what she wants. She likes to make her girls shave to show them their place. All the while she has a womanly bush.”