Enslaving Abbey

          ENSLAVING ABBEY - PART TEN

       The wedding was great, a beautiful sexually arousing ceremony.   The Bride and Groom were very happy.  The father and mother of the Bride seemed pleased with their daughter’s marriage, and sexual slavery.  I was impressed.  Neither myself, or Abbey had ever been to a BDSM wedding between a Master and a slave.  In it’s own right, it was beautiful. 

       Everyone moved into the next room for refreshments and wedding party.  Holding Abbey’s leash, we moved in room with the other celebrants.  This room is one of several orgy rooms in the Krueger house, and perfect for this occasion.  Food and refreshments were on a long table in the back of the room.  The food area was reasonably well lit, while the various area of the orgy room were softly lit, creating a seductive atmosphere.  As I was taking the gag out of Abbey’s mouth, I observed several other Masters doing the same.  We were famished, and in need of a little refreshment.  I got two glasses of champagne and some finger sandwiches.  Since Abbey was still bound, I fed her and held the glass so she could drink the cold refreshing champagne.

       A reception line had formed, with the Bride and Groom, along with her parents standing near the food tables.  There was one difference, however, in this line.  The bride was on her knees.  Her arms and wrists were still locked behind her back, however, her gag had been removed.  As we approached this reception line, I soon learned why she was so positioned.

       I shook hands with the groom, and wished him well.  He thanked me and invited me to put my cock into his new wife’s mouth so she could suck me, this being her way of showing her appreciation for our attendance at her wedding.  Immediately, I decided a like action was needed.

       I turned to Abbey, “Sweet Slave, why don’t you suck the groom’s cock.  Let him know we are glad to be here.”

       Abbey went to her knees, and after kissing the rigid cock of the groom, took it into her mouth an started sucking, just as I felt the bride take my cock into her mouth.  The other couples in the reception line gathered around to watch what was happening.  After about one minute, the groom told Abbey to stop as he did not want to cum right then.  Feeling my cum rising in my cock, I did the same.  I wanted to enjoy this reception with a very hard cock.

       Next, I shook George Elman’s hand, and then hugged and kissed his wife/slave.  As I was kissing her, Elman was hugging and kissing Abbey.  He made sure he fondled her breasts and cunt in the process.  I have to admit, I did get several hands full of Mrs. Elman’s tits, and I fingers her smoldering pussy.  I really wanted to have a session with her.  We stood to one side, drinking champagne, watching the other couples doing as we did, being sucked by the bride, and slaves sucking the grooms cock.  I think I like this much better than a simple hug and a kiss on the cheek like you find at your basic vanilla wedding reception.

       Hans Krueger came to where we were standing.  He hugged and kissed Abbey, then spoke to us both as he continued to hug her and fondle her breasts.   “Well, my friend, what did you think of the wedding?”

       “Hans, we really loved it”, I replied.  “It was simple, yet beautiful.  I think James and Caron will have a happy life together.  The reception line is the best.  But…, let me ask a question…, if you can answer.”

       Hans smiled, “Sure, I’ll do my best.”

       “Was Caron a slave to her father, in addition to her mother?

       Krueger laughed, “Well, yes, maybe.  But, let me clear up something.  Caron is not his real daughter.  She is his step daughter.  He has been her step father since she was about ten years old.  And, yes, I suppose she is a slave to him, but he has never fucked her, nor has she sucked his cock.  Caron has wanted him to, but he did not feel right about it, at least not until she is married.  He has bound her, whipped her, and fondled her breasts and cunt, even used his fingers and dildos to make her cum.  He just felt it was her future husband’s decision to give her to him.  Her mother encouraged him to fuck Caron, but he stuck to his guns.”

       Krueger continued, “You see, there is more to this story.  All of the women in this room are graduates of my training academy.  I trained Caron’s mother about ten years ago.  She was here for five months.  She was newly married, but her husband had to work overseas, in a Islamic country for quite a while.  So, he placed her here with us to be trained.  We would keep her prisoner, train her, used her, training her to be the perfect sex slave until he returned.  By the time she left here she was the perfect slave, not unlike your beautiful Abbey.”

       I replied, “After five months of abject slave training, I have no doubt about how her slave abilities.  Look at what you accomplished with Abbey in three weeks.”

       Krueger answered, “Yes, but there is a difference.  I am not too sure Caron’s mother really wanted to be here.  Your Abbey embraced her training.  She was a wonderful slave before she came here.  We are proud to have students like Abbey.  She just reached her potential here.”

       Abbey blushed, and thanked Krueger.  He kissed her again, “You’re welcome little slave.  I look forward to your return here for refresher training.  Your Master has also invited me to your home to enjoy you.  I will do that before long.”

       I turned back to Krueger and asked, “How did Caron get into your academy?”

       Krueger smiled again, “Her parents told me she wanted to be a slave, like her mother.  They waited until she was engaged.  Young Mister Rowe wanted his wife to be exactly like his mother-in-law.  So, it seems her mother convinced her to come here to be trained.  So, it was basically a family decision.  Speaking of which, it is my understanding that the new Bridegroom will offer his bride to her step father, granting him unlimited access to her.  In return, Mr. Elman will let Mr. Rowe have unlimited access to the Bride’s mother.  I think all parties will be pleased.”

       I was about to ask another question when Girard approached us.  He broached a question to me.  “Sir, I wonder if you would mind letting me have Abbey for a while.  I would like to see…uh…how well…she has…retained her training.”

       What could I do.  I owed the man a debt.  He had made Abbey into an outstanding cock sucker.  I looked around the room and saw that others were beginning to enjoy the sexually charged atmosphere.

       I turned back to Abbey.  I kissed her as I fondled her breasts and cunt.  I was not surprised to find she was aroused.

       “Slave, go with Girard, and obey him”, I ordered.

       Turning to Girard, “Sir, be my guest.  I would appreciate an evaluation on her expertise.”

       Smiling, Girard took Abbey leash and took her across the room to a vacant couch.  I watched as he seated himself, requiring Abbey to kneel between his thighs.  He kissed her, then sharply slapped both her tits.  I saw her pretty face flinch, but she did not shy away from him.  I suppose he was admonishing her to do a good job of cock sucking.  Girard leaned back as Abbey bent to her task.  She kissed and licked his cock several times, then took it into her mouth.  As Abbey worked on Girard’s cock, I turned and looked around the room.  I was pleasantly surprised when I saw George Elman and his bound and naked wife looking at me, and then walking towards me.

       Cass Elman was a fantastically sexy creature.  I watched as George lead her to where I was standing.  My cock literally throbbed as I watched her walk.  She took short mincing steps as she walked, causing her magnificent breasts to sway and jiggle as moved.  I can well understand why her breasts showed recent signs of being whipped.  They begged the whip.

       “Mr. Bryant”, I heard George Elman say as he approached me.  “May I have a word with you?”

       “Of course, What can I do for you.”

       I was speaking to him as I watched he and his wife approach me.  My cock was driving me crazy.  I noticed she was looking straight at my cock as she came to where I was standing.

       “Well, I just want to thank you”, extolled George.

       “And, what I have I done to be deserving of your thanks?”

       “When our daughter was under the care and training of Hans, it is our understanding that he gave her to you several times while you wife was being trained.  Caron said you were a tough task master, but she enjoyed her time with you.  After being with you, she knew being a sex slave to her husband was exactly what she wanted.”

       To my delight, Mrs. Elman asked permission to speak to me.  “We knew the best thing in life for Caron was to be a sex slave like I am.  When she was a young teenager she spoke of being a slave.  Because of you, and of course Hans, she is happy.  If there is anything we can do for you, please let us know.”

       My cock literally leaped..  It ached for the beautiful Mrs. Elman.  I was having fantasies about whipping her tits and stuffing my cock into her pretty mouth.  Now, I admit that my Abbey is easily the most beautiful and sexy woman I have ever met, and she is a wonderful hot sex slave who keeps my interest up.  But, having said that, have you ever seen a woman that drove you mad, and you would do virtually anything to have her under you power?  The mother of the Bride was one of those women.  I have heard that older women are sometime the sexiest.  In this case, Cass Elman qualified for that title.

       I turned to George Elman and said, “Well, if you are really serious about that offer, let me have your slave for a while.  I would think that would be a very enjoyable experience.”

       George smiled, and handed her leash to me.  “Of course.  You may have her for as long as you wish, but I would ask that your wife be given to me for a while.  I notice she is with Girard, and from all outward appearances, given the expert way your wife is sucking his cock, I am sure he won’t be able to hold out for very much longer.”

       “Sir, you strike a fair bargain.  She is yours to do with as you wish, with respect to the rules of the Krueger house.”

       “Very good”,  Elman said.  “There are no restrictions on what you can do with my wife, Cass.  You two have a great time, and I will see you after I enjoy your Abbey.”

       With that, George Elman turned and walked towards Girard and Abbey, his rigid cock bouncing and swaying as he walked.  Girard was in the final throes of a massive orgasm.  Abbey was sucking his cock dry at the time.  I turned to Cass Elman.  Her afternoon was about to start.

       “Ok, Slave Cunt.  I have been watching you.  You have made my cock ache, so I think it is time you do something about it.”

       Cass Elman submissively replied, “Yessir, what ever you say.”

       Pulling on her leash, I lead Cass Elman across the game/orgy/reception room to a darkened corner on the far side.  There was a whipping post and a king sized bed there.  When we get there, I removed Cass’s single glove and bound her wrists behind her back with rope.  We sat down on a little two seat couch.  I put my arm around her and held her close while I kissed her.  You could tell she was a Krueger student as her kissed was very not a passionate.  We “made out” as I toyed with her breasts and fingered her cunt.  I could not keep my hands off her.  Her tits were a magnet to my hands.  I squeezed them, slapped the, pinched her nipples, made her lean down and rub them against my cock, and anything else I could think of.  As I mentioned, I was amazed at my attraction to Cass.  She was at least ten years my senior, yet, I was obsessed with her. 

       We both were becoming very aroused.  Her mouth was hot and her kisses seemed to devour me.  I knew I had to have her lips around my cock.  I ordered her to lean over and take my rampant cock into her mouth, and suck me.  She was good, damned good!.  Perhaps, Abbey was a little better, but Cass knew how to suck a cock.  In a matter of a minute or so she had me moaning and ready to cum.  I stopped her because I had a lot of things I wanted to do to her, and I wanted to do it with a rigid aching cock.. 

       I got up and helped Cass to stand up.  I kissed her again, then walked her over to a whipping post.  I backed her up against the whipping post.  Her bound wrists were trapped between her ass and the post.  With another section of rope, I looped it around her elbows and behind the whipping post.  When I pulled the rope tight, very tight, she was drawn back against the post,  bound to the post by pulling her elbows back against the it   This held her body tight to the post, and forced her breasts and pelvis out, making them vulnerable to the whip and anything else I wanted to do to her.  I ran a couple strands of rope around her waist, pulling her even tighter to the post.

       A subdued Cass looked at me and asked, “Sir, would you please gag me.  I am afraid I will scream and embarrass you and my husband.”

       What could I do.  I did what the lady asked.  Using her own penis gag, I tightly gagged her.  Personally, to see such a beautiful sexy woman bound, and gagged is a major turn on.  I also like the fact that a gagged slave cannot protest what is happening to her.  All she can do is endure.  I was going to make Cass endure.  Cass knew she would have to endure, and the endurance could be rather stressful, and painful.

       My cock ached as I walked to the wall and brought down a medium weight multi strand flogger.  This would be ideal for Cass’s tits and cunt.  Her eyes had the helpless look as I returned to her.  She knew she was in trouble, and there was no help for her, no escape.

       I played with her breasts again.  I could not resist.  I sucked her nipples.  I could not resist.  I slapped her tits.  I could not resist. I kissed her gagged mouth.  I could not resist. I toyed with her steaming pussy.  I could not resist.

       “Cass, You are driving me crazy.  You have to be one of the sexiest slaves I have met.  I love my wife, and find her to be incredibly exciting, but there is something about you.  Because of you, I am afraid you will have to suffer the whip for a while, then I intend to fuck your brains out.”

       Cass Elman had a curious look on her face.  Her pretty gagged face showed lust, arousal, and a bit of desperation.  I think she sensed she was going to pay a price for her sexy appearance, and her blatant submissiveness.   Finally, it was time.  I lightly ran the whip across her breasts as she closed her eyes and softly moaned.  Raising the whip, I brought it down sharply across the upper slopes of her breasts.  They bounced and jiggled with the blow of my whip.  She squirmed a little as the whip was not harsh, yet.  The next blow was a little harder, as was the one following that.  The fourth lash was significant, right across her nipples.  Cass screamed into her gag.  I guess I got her attention.  Another lash across her nipples, and yet another.  Her nipples stood out as if begging for more.  Cass was sobbing and attempting to move, to hide her monstrous tits.  She did not have a chance.

       The more I whipped her, the harder my cock became.  I whipped her ass, and her steaming cunt, then back to her tits.  I whipped the fronts of her magnificent thighs, and then back to her tits.  I was mesmerized by the way they swayed, bounced and shook when struck with the whip.  You had to see these breasts, then you would understand my obsession.  Poor Cass was squirming against my ropes and doing a little slave “dance” with her feet and legs.  She was trying to avoid my whip, but her efforts were for naught.

       After I had used my whip to paint Cass’s tit’s a bright pink hue, I stopped to apprise my work.  She was absolutely delicious.  She was in serious pain, yet I could see the moist skin on the insides of her thighs.  These sweet juices are coming from her overheated cunt.  I ran my hand across her cunt, and slipped a finger in the heated passage.  She was literally soaking.  She had just endured a serious tit whipping, and yet she was very aroused.  When I rubbed her clit, she tried to hump my hand.  I was not going to let her off that easy. 

       I untied her elbows and waist, releasing her from the whipping post.  Picking her up, I lay her on the bed.  She lay there, softly moaning with her eyes closed.  Her body was decorated with marks from my whip.  My whip reached out and found her cunt.  As my whip crashed in to her pussy, her eyes jerked opened as she raised her head to see what happened.  Before she could gather her thoughts, my whip struck her cunt again.  Cass started to jerk her legs closed, but was slave enough to know better.  With all her fortitude, she forced her legs open, even more than before.  I did not be labor the point.  After a few good lashes on her nether lips, I climbed onto the bed, and moved between her legs.  He smoldering  eyes was watching me.  I had to fuck this magnificent creature.  She kept watching as I pushed my cock against her hot cunt.  My cock ached to cum.  I don’t remember too much after that.  I remember pushing my cock into her cunt, all the way in on the first time.  I was using my cock like a weapon.  I drove it in hard, and that seemed to push her libido to whole new heights.  He cunt seemed to grab my cock, and milk it.  It was amazing.  In a short time we both exploded in a sexual melt down.  We both came hard, at about 8.0 on the Richter scale.  I am  sure we were shaking the house down.  Even after my climax, I kept fucking her.  It just seemed to be the thing to do.  I did not want to stop.  Her cunt was still milking me.  I surprised myself.  I am famous for holding my cum, forcing a slave to cum several times, and then, perhaps, making her suck me off.  Not in this case.  I was so aroused by the body and submissiveness of Cass Elman, I could not hold my climax, and subsequently came when she did.

       It took a few minutes to recover, but recover I did.  Pulling my cock our of her marvelous cunt, I eased myself up her body until I was straddling her shoulders, my flagging cock pointed at her sweet mouth.  I could feel my ass resting on her breasts.

       “Open”, I commanded.

       Cass opened her mouth and took my well lubricated cock in to it’s warm moist depths.  Cass certainly knew her way around a cock.

       “Clean it off, Slave”, was my next order. 

       It took a few minutes, but Cass Elman did get my get my cock clean, and drained.  The end result was, I had a clean cock that was very hard, again.  I left her laying there while I went to the bathroom and retrieved a warm wet wash cloth.  For the next few minutes I wash her sweet cunt.  When I was sure she was rested, I had her get off the bed, whereupon I replace the rope around her wrists with her original single glove.  I made sure it was as tight as it would go, crushing her elbows together behind her back.  Her tits seemed to fill the room.  I had been struck with a idea for more torment of this magnificent mammaries.

       I had her lay back down on the bed, the center of the bed.  Her tightly restrained arms were now trapped under her.  With lengths of rope tied to her ankle cuffs, I pulled her legs widely apart tying them to rings mounted at the corners of the bed.  Now she was lying on her back, tits raised to me, with her magnificent legs widely spread and bound.  Her hands were restrained and laying under her ass, raising her cunt to me.  Now for the second part of my plan.

       Once again, I gagged Cass, and from an equipment shelf, I produced the next items of her torture.  I picked up two heavy pieces of twine.  Now these were not ordinary pieces of twine.  On each string were some eight spring loaded clothes pins, tied at about three inches apart..  I was going to make two “zippers”.  You wonder what that is?  Here’s how it works.

       Take a string with eight clothes pins tied on it.  Clip the clothes pin at the end of the string to her sensitive nipple, with more other pins clipped to her breast, leading away from the nipple.  The last of the pins extend down from the breast to her side, by the rib cage.  Now, do the same to the other breast.  Now you have two zippers installed.  Now you are ready to give her an enormous climax, or a lot of pain, excruciating pain.  Make sure your slave is gagged as Cass Elman is.  A “zipper” will make a slave cry out in pain.

       I moved onto the bed, between her spread legs.  Her face told me she knew what I was going to do.  I didn’t care.  I lay down on the bed between he legs with my face right at her sweet cunt.  This woman was like my Abbey,  She has a beautiful cunt.  I started by kissing the outer lips of her pussy.  Almost immediately Cass responded.  It was obvious she like having her pussy kissed and sucked.  The kissing lead to licking of her cunt, and tormenting her clit with my tongue.  Cass was beginning to lose it.  She obviously had a very sensitive pussy and clit.

       I increased my work on her pussy.  She was now humping my mouth and tongue.  I watch her, gauging her actions.  Soon, I could tell she was approaching a climax.  I stopped.

       From the moan of frustration, I could tell Cass Elman was accustomed to being denied a climax.  I let her stew for a moment or two, letting her settle down, then started again.  This went on for about fifteen minutes, at least.  Cass was literally crying from sexual frustration.  Had she not been gagged, she would have begged and pleaded for a cum.  I attacked her cunt again, only this time I kept going.  Just as she was beginning to cum, I jerk hard on the clothes pin laden string.  She was cumming as the last clothes pin was jerked off her aching nipples.  Cass Elman went insane.  She was screaming into her gag, and humping my face and mouth like a mad woman.   Her climax just kept coming in a series of cums.  At one point I think she actually passed out for a moment or two.  I let her come back to sanity and reality, slowly.  When I thought she was with me again, I moved back up to her head.  Removing the penis gag, I quickly slipped my cock into her mouth.  I began fucking her mouth.  Her tongue was lashing the heated head of my cock.  It didn’t take long, and I was shooting red hot jets of cum into her pretty mouth.  Cass did her best, and swallowed it all.  I slowed down, and stopped, just sitting there over her head as she cleaned my cock again.  I collapsed beside her, nearly falling asleep.

       We lay there for a bit, then I leaned over and kissed her again.  Cass returned my kiss, and said, “Thank you, Sir.  This has been a wonderful afternoon”.

       Smiling I replied, “And, I thank you.  This has been a memorable afternoon.  I sure hope I get another chance to do it again.”

       She answered, “Sounds lovely, Sir, perhaps you will, but you will have to ask my Master.”

       I looked over at her again, “I think I’ll do that.”

       I kissed her again as I toyed with her abused nipples and breasts.