Enslaving Abbey

Enslaving Abbey - Part Eleven

       I had pretty well fucked myself out for a while.  I had two explosive climax’ with Cass Elman.  This woman’s sexuality, beauty, and submissiveness was amazing.  I literally could not get enough of her.  Normally, I can control my own cock.  This time I did not want to control it.  I wanted it to do whatever it wanted.  It wanted Cass Elman.

       Finally, I got off the bed, and let Cass up.  Both of us needed to use the bathroom, and while we were in there, we both took a shower, together.  Playing with Cass Elman’s body in the shower is an arousing experience.  I insisted on bathing her tits and cunt.  She in turn bathed and stroked my resurrected cock.  After we dried off, I installed her single glove, making sure it was very tight, and her ankle cuffs, along with her high heel shoes.  Attaching her leash to her collar, I walked her back out into the orgy room.  I led her about the room, looking for George Elman and my wife, Abbey.  We found them in a darkened corner of the room.  There were two easy chairs, and a small couch in a circle, with a rather more important coffee table in the middle of the circle.  Abbey was bound to the coffee table.

       Elman and Krueger were with her.  She had been made to kneel at the side of the table, and bend over face down, with her breasts pressed down on the table top.  Her wrists were still locked behind her, as were her elbows.  She was bound to the table top.  Since she was bound across the table, her head hung off the edge.  It appears that her ass and the backs of her thighs had been soundly whipped.  I could see some whip marks on the sides of her pressured breasts.  George Elman was in front of Abbey, his cock firmly rooted in her mouth, giving her a robust mouth fuck.  Hans Krueger was behind Abbey, fucking her boiling cunt.  As he did so, Krueger was randomly spanking Abbey’s beautiful ass.  As both men were plowing her mouth and cunt, Abbey was uttering a continuous quiet erotic moan.  She was in the sub-zone, completely absorbed by what was happening to her.  From the humping movement of her ass it was obvious to me that she was ready to cum.  Cass and I stood there watching this beautifully erotic, and savage scene.  I was standing behind Cass Elman, my arms around her and playing with her magnificent tits.  Yeah, even after all I had done to, and with her tits, I still could not keep my hands off them.

       George Elman smiled at me and his wife as he continued to thrust his cock into my Abby’s mouth.  Even as we watch him, he closed his eyes, his body seemed stiffen a little, and he let go with jets of hot cum into Abbey’s mouth.  She caught most of it, but a drop or two dribbled out of her sweet pretty mouth.  Seeing this seemed to push Krueger over the edge and he came, filling her heated cunt with his issue.  After a couple of minutes, George Elman got up, his cock thoroughly drained and cleaned.  Krueger knelt and put his cock in Abbey’s mouth to let her clean it.  While Krueger was doing this, Elman came over to where Cass and I were standing. 

       George smiled and said, “You have one incredible slave.  I did whip her more that I expected.  There is just something about her that begs the whip.  At one point Kruger and two other men were watching.  I let them fuck her.  I kept her mouth reserved for me.  I hope Cass gave you an enjoyable time.“

       “Yeah, you could say that”, I replied.  “I enjoyed your wife, and I am glad you enjoyed mine.  Abbey is the joy of my life.“

       Both George Elman and I were satisfied with each other’s slave/sife.  However, I suspect Abbey had a much rougher time thatn did Cass.  At least Abbey had more cock.  I kissed Cass, and thanked her for a enjoyable afternoon.  I handed her leash to Elman.  He hugged her, pressing her tits against his chest, and kissed her, long and deep.  There was obviously a strong love between these two.

       When Krueger’s cock was clean, he got up and turned to me.  “You know…, your Abbey is one hot slave.  You are a fortunate man.  I hope you send her back to me for a refresher course.  She is wonderful.”

       We talked for a few more minutes about Abbey’s future, and then he was away, to talk to other guests.  Poor Abbey was still bound across the coffee table, her well whipped breasts still tightly pressed against the table.  I knelt beside her and released her bonds connecting her to the table.  Her wrists and elbows remained locked together.  I estimate Abbey’s wrists and arms have not been tightly restrained for some eight hours.  I helped her up, and moved her in the direction of the bathroom and shower.  She was a very exhausted little sex slave.  I could see cum running down the inside of her delicious thighs.

       I released her wrists and elbows.  I removed her cuffs and collar.  It took a few minutes to ease the stiffness in her arms and shoulders.  While she was limbering up, I took her into the shower.  I spent quite a bit of time washing her and refreshing her.  As I was rinsing off the last of the shower soap, Abbey put her arms around and kissed me.

       “Master, it is good to see you again.  I missed you”, she said.         She kissed me again, then continued, “I had a very exciting afternoon.  Mr. Elman and Krueger can put a slave girl through the paces.  It was exciting, a bit painful, but I am glad to be back with my Master.”

       “Looks like you had a pretty rough time.  Someone really likes to whip your tits”, I commented.

       Abbey kissed me, her arms still around my neck, “Yeah, that was George Elman.  I think he might whip his wife’s breasts too.  He’s pretty tough.  He really likes to be sucked, and he can really hold out for a long time.  He likes to use a riding crop on my breasts while I am sucking him.  My poor breasts really caught it.”

       Abbey kissed me again.  My cock was stirring again.  Abbey whispered, “I sure am glad to be back with you, Master.  I love you.”

       My cock was hard again.  I love this woman, and have a great hunger for her.  Cass Elman is exciting, but Abbey is my slave.  I kissed her, and kissed her again.  We got out of the shower, and dried off.  My cock was still hard.  I wanted my slave.  I picked her up and put her on the bed.  I know she had been well fucked, several times, but I needed to fuck her, and fuck her I did.  I could tell her pussy was tender, but in a matter of a minute she was doing her level best to excite me.  We fucked each other for a few minutes, then, just like it might have been scripted, we came together.  It was incredible.

       After a minute or two, I rolled off her, then had her lay next to me, facing me, with my arm around her.  Her breasts were pressed against my side as she was kissing my cheek.  Her hand was stroking my semi hard cock.

       “Abbey, I love you”, I whispered.  “I love the idea of you, and I love you.  I love you being my slave.”

       Abbey kissed my cheek again, and replied, “Jim, Master, I love you, and I am glad I am your slave.  I want you to keep me as your slave…, forever…, Sir.”

       I had to smile when she called me Sir.  She was adding emphasis on what she had just said.  I turned to her face and kissed her as I hugged her.  He soft warm hand squeezed my my cock.  Then, she moved down my body to my cock.  Like she had always done, she took it in her mouth and sucked it clean.  What a tremendous way to finish an afternoon of debauchery.

       After our love making session, I put Abbeys collar, wrist and ankles cuffs back on her.  She put her high heels back on, and then I wrapped the patent leather belt around her elbows.  Once again her magnificent breasts were thrust out, on display.  After I hooked her leash to her collar, we walked around the orgy room to see what others were doing.  By now, most of the celebrants were settling down, having exhausted themselves.  I got two more glasses of chilled champagne and some finger sandwiches for Abby and myself.  We sat down on one of the many couches in the room and were refreshing ourselves when the groom James Rowe walked over to where we were seated.  His pretty bride, Caron was with him, bound and on a leash.

       James spoke first, “Hi, mind is we sit with you for a minute”

       I replied, “No, of course not.  Please have a seat.  How are you two doing, this being the first day of your married life?”

       James answered, “Well, it has been exciting.  Actually, we are quite excited about being married, and I am really glad Caron is my sex slave, my very well trained sex slave.  It is like a dream, yet I can see her, and touch her, so I know it is real.”

       I looked at Caron, “And how is your first day of sexual slavery?”

       She blushed a bit, then answered, “I love it.  I guess I have fantasized about this most of my life.  I love my master, and I love being his sex slave.”

       “I understand your Master is going to give you to your step father, and in turn your Master will be given unfettered access to your mother.”

       A big smile came over Caron’s face, “Yes, that is what he said.  I must admit that I have always wanted George to fuck me, and make me a slave like my mother.  He wouldn’t do it, although I could tell he wanted to.  Now, I have no choice.  My Masters says I must do anything George want to do to me.”

       James interrupted, “Yeah, I think it is the best of all worlds.  Ever since I met Cass Elman, I wanted to fuck her.  Now, I have a wonderful wife, and a magnificent sex slave, and the mother of my slave will be mine, too.  I don’t think it can get any better than that!”

       Smiling, turning back to Caron, I said, “Well, I think you two will have a very exciting life ahead of you.  Abbey and I wish you the best.  That being said, has your Master required you to submit to other men today, you wedding day?”

       Again she blushed.  I find this so refreshing in a sex slave.  “Yessir.  Master fucked me first, then he let others whip me, fuck me, and I think I had to suck every cock in the room.”

       “HMMmmm…”, I said.  “I am not sure that is true.  You have not given me a blow job.”

       James chuckled, “Yeah, you’re right.  I know you have fucked her, and she was made to suck you cock when your wife was in training.  That was part of her training.  Yes, you are right, she has not sucked your cock today.  I would like to remedy that.  Since you were a part of her training, I want repay you by having Caron to suck your cock.”

       Needless to say, my cock had raised it’s lusty head again.  While I would never have the obsession for Caron like that I have for her mother, she is a beautiful and hot little sex slave.  I liked the idea of the bride sucking my cock.

       “Sir”, I replied.  “You do me honor.  I would love to have your slave suck my cock.  Let me add, while your bride is ministering to my cock, let me give you my slave for your entertainment.”

       I turned to Abbey, a somewhat tired Abby, and I kissed her, and pinched her nipple.  “Sweet slave, go over to Master James, and see to his needs.”

       Abbey smiled, kissed me, and got up, headed over to the couch James was sitting on.  I rached up and patted her on her beautifull ass as she goes to James.  I watched Abbey walk to where Jim was seated.  I never get tired of seeing her, watching her, and being with her.  I noticed James cock was ready.  Caron came to me and knelt between my thighs.  I reached down, taking her pretty face in my hands, and kissed her.  Her kiss was as warm and responsive as I remember it.  She was going to be an excellent slave, bringing her master pleasure and happiness for many years to come.  She bent her head, and taking my cock into her mouth, she set about her task of pleasing me.  I raised my eyes from the pretty Caron, her with the soft pretty lips around my cock, to James who was sitting on the couch across from me.  He and Abby were sitting next to each other, kissing and making out.  He seemed to be fascinated by her breasts as I am.  Finally, his cock aching and throbbing, he ordered her to her knees to suck him.  Abby was beautiful as she did go to her knees, and took his rigid cock into her mouth.  James sat back on the couch and watched as Abbey worked on his cock.  Then he looked up at me, smiling as he watched his wife sucking my cock.  It was a very good day for both of us.  I wondered if he would become obsessed with his mother-in-law as I was.  Just a thought.

       As I looking down at Caron, thinking about her mother, Cass Elman, I looked up, and there she was, tethered and bound, walking behind her husband.  She looked over at her daughter, and son-in-law, seeing they were involved with Abbey and myself, she smiled, nodding her head.  Some how I feel I have not seen the last of Cass Elman, and the prospect was just fine with me.

       Caron was getting me close to a cum.  I looked over at my Abbey.  My God, she is hot.  With her head buried in James crotch with her mouth filled with his rigid cock, her sweet ass is pointed to me.  I can see her sweet cunt, as well as the remaining whip marks on her ass and the backs of the thighs.  James had reached down and is squeezing and tugging on her breasts.  She is magnificent.  After she brings James off and cleans his cock, I think I will take her home.  While I enjoy sex parties, and especially this wedding, and I love to give Abbey to others, nevertheless, I love her, and she is my sex slave.  I am obsessed with Abby.  I know I said this in regards to Cass Elman, but it is especially true with Abbey.  I can’t get enough of Abbey.  Every time I think about Abbey, and her sexual slavery, my cock always reacts.   Caron is a good cock sucker, but my Abbey is perfect.  Caron and Cass may be excellent sex slaves, but my Abbey is the best.

       My cock is aching now, and throbbing.  I grasp a  hand full of Caron’s hair, moving her head to the movement of my cock.  Caron is doing her job very well.  Her tongue is whipping around the aching head of my cock.  It feels so good it is almost painful.  My cock erupts, scalding the inside of Caron’s mouth.  I didn’t think I could cum again, but here I am, cumming in the new bride’s sweet mouth.  As I fill Caron’s mouth, I look across and see James literally humping Abbey face.   She is able to move with him, keeping his exploding cock in her mouth.  It is obvious that both James Rowe and I are very happy men.