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Master Wade 117
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MRWADE.117 BY MASTER WADE
Copyright 1992
By Wade Mondegam
Girls in the Wood
Chapter Six
I awoke the next morning to the aroma of frying bacon and
freshly made coffee. I also became immediately aware that Kathy and
Sandra were taking turns with my morning erection, licking it,
sucking it, and generally trying their best to french kiss each other
with my cock between them. I bunched the pillows up behind my head
and watched as they played with me.
"Hope you don't mind, Master," Sandra said, giving Kathy her
turn. "Kathy had already begun when I awoke, and I couldn't
resist." She smiled sweetly and then kissed Kathy's neck, knowing
just how much I minded what she was doing. I lay my hand on the
inside of Sandra's thigh and smiled as she scooted toward me just
enough to allow me to touch her already very wet pussy.
"Damn, she looks good with cock in her mouth, doesn't she,
Baby?", I asked Sandra, rubbing my thumb against her clitoris as I
questioned her. Kathy raised her head just enough that she could
look at me, and I saw a sparkle in her eyes which expressed her
pleasure in my remark.
"She does, Master! She isn't very good at sharing though!"
Sandra was pulling at my cock with her hand, trying to take it from
Kathy's very busy mouth. Kathy finally relented and wiped her mouth
with the back of her hand as she watched my throbbing member
disappear into Sandra's head.
"Touch me too....please?", Kathy asked with imploring eyes, as
she repositioned her body. She lay on her side next to me, her upper
leg bent at the knee. I slid my hand along her beautiful leg until I
reached the top of it, and then ran my fingertips through her slit.
She was soaking wet and her silky smooth lips parted easily allowing
my fingers entrance.
They were sucking at me together now, my cock hard and trapped
between the two hungry mouths. Working two fingers into Sandra, I
began finger-fucking the delightful girls. My orgasm was approaching
fast, speeded along by the ministrations of their mouths and the
sensations brought to me by their fevered hunching at my hands.
The sight of my cock erupting and of the hot white cum spurting
between the two of them, splashing on noses and cheeks, landing in
blonde hair on the one side, brunette hair on the other, was
beautiful and erotic. I came more than usual, it seemed to me, and
yet Kathy was still able to milk more from me as my orgasm subsided,
her hand squeezing and sliding up the length of my still hard cock.
She licked each little stream of fuck as it oozed from the tip,
catching it with her tongue and savoring it.
"I've got to go bring Janet in," I said, sliding my fingers from
their holes. "Can the two of you be good to each other while I do
that? Will you finish what Master started?"
"You know we will, Master," Sandra said, smiling. As I stood I
watched them kissing and licking the cum from each other's face. I
wanted so to stay and watch, but Janet's night had been a long and
trying one. It was time for this part of her experience to come to
an end.
"I'm going to get Janet," I said to Cindi, as I walked past the
kitchen. "If you get a break you may want to look in on Sandra and
Kathy. I think you'll like what you see."
Cindi smiled and chuckled softly. She knew exactly what she was
likely to see, and I knew she appreciated being informed. She would
look, I was sure of that, and it would make her horny as hell.
It was still early and the morning dew sparkled on the grass,
wetting my feet as I walked to the tree where Janet was bound. Her
back and thighs still were streaked from her whipping, but I knew the
marks would not last long. She shivered slightly and I noticed
goosebumps on the backs of her thighs.
"Are you cold, precious?", I asked, as I began untying her.
"A little, Master. But it's okay. My nipples are sore from the
tree."
"It was a long night, wasn't it?"
"Yes. Very long. I wanted you to come back and do me again."
"You wanted me to come back and whip you again?"
"No, Master. I wanted you to fuck me again. The whipping made
me very hot, Master. And the dark. Being left alone. I needed it
real bad, Master."
Janet fell into my arms, kissing me full on the mouth. I
squeezed her asscheeks and felt her wince slightly. She was still
sore, but there was no protest from her.
"You are an insatiable girl, Janet," I said, still holding her
close to me, her nipples hard against my bare chest.
"Yes, Master. Is that bad, Master?"
"Bad? No, Janet. It IS very naughty, but it isn't bad at all.
I like that about you."
"Naughty girls have to be punished, don't they, Master?"
"Yes, little piece, they do."
"And will you punish me again soon, Master? Will you?"
"Yes, I will, Janet. But no more leaving you alone in the
woods. No more of that."
"I understand, Master. But it did make me very horny, Master. I
stayed wet all night."
"I know. I could see it on your thighs. How long has it been
since you came, Janet?
"I came twice while you were whipping me, Master. Before that
the last time was in the car, after you met us at the store. Do you
want to make me come now? I'd like it if you would."
"We have to get you cleaned up now and get some breakfast,
little one. You'll see things today that will keep you hot and wet,
and perhaps you'll come again as well. We'll just have to see."
I walked the naked young girl back to the cabin. She was quite
a mess, her hair wild looking, her body marked front and back from
her experience during the night. Her lower belly and the fronts of
her thighs were especially red looking, and while I knew she might
not admit it, I was certain she had hunched herself against the tree
during the night, trying to make herself come again.
By the time we reached the cabin the other girls were in the
main room. They all looked at Janet with wide-open eyes, taking in
her condition, but said nothing as I led her toward the bathroom.
After washing her gently with scented soaps and allowing her to
soak for some time in the hot water, I took the beautiful young girl
to the bedroom and lay her naked on the cool sheets. Very gently I
went over her body with lotion, allowing the aloe in it to take away
some of the soreness I knew she still felt from the whipping and from
the abrasive contact with the rough bark of the tree.
Her legs parted more widely than necessary as I did the front of
her, and I could see her lips swollen with desire and still wet with
her juices. She seemed to always be wet, and it was this as well as
her youthful beauty and submissive hungers which endeared her so to
all of us.
"I love you, Master," she said, softly.
"I know, little piece...I love you too."
"I want you inside me, Master."
"Yes, Janet, I know you do. It makes me hard to hear you say
it."
"Fuck me then, Master. I need to come. Please take me?"
"You're not hot enough yet, Janet. You don't need it enough
yet."
"Oh, but Master! I do! I need it so much. Please?!?"
"You're just excited because the other girls saw you when you
came in. They saw you naked and dirty from being in the woods all
night."
"If you won't fuck me will you send one of them to me, Master?
I'm clean now, Master, and they can have me. You pick the one, or
send all of them in. Please, Master?"
"Today is only Tuesday, Janet. The girls can't have you until
tomorrow. You'll just have to wait."
Janet's hand slid down her belly and she began rubbing her
clitoris. She gave me a defiant stare, angry that I was denying her.
I rose from the bed and stood, watching her rub herself for a
moment. Then, taking a pair of handcuffs from the table next to the
bed, I rolled her over onto her stomach and cuffed her hands behind
her back. She struggled at first, cursing me, but knowing it was all
in vain soon relaxed, resigned to the fact that I would be the one to
decide when she would come and how she would come. I joined the
others at the breakfast table.
"So, how is she, Master?", Cindi asked.
"She's fine. Horny, very horny, and anxious to be with the
three of you, but she'll be okay. I had to cuff her."
"What about her breakfast?", Kathy asked.
"When we've finished you can take a plate to the bedroom and
feed her. Keep her cuffed though, and don't touch her. She'll beg
you to make her come, but don't pay her any mind. Can you do that,
Kathy?"
"If I must, Master. But I want her very much too, you know."
"Yes, I know. Thats why I'm letting you feed her. But if you
do any more than feed her, I'll take YOU to the woods. Understood?"
Kathy nodded and then stared out the window to her left, toward
the woods where she knew Janet had been bound.
Continued in Chapter Seven
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