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Master Wade 121
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MRWADE.121 BY MASTER WADE
Copyright 1992
By Wade Mondegam
Girls in the Wood
Chapter Ten
I had planned on spending the entire week at the cabin with all
the girls, but I found myself growing more and more interested in
trying something a bit different with Kathy. I was confident that
the other girls would be quite content to remain at the cabin,
especially since they were now free to do as they wished with Janet.
I wasn't really sure what Kathy would think about spending the rest
of the day with me, rather than being able to stay to enjoy the
activities with Janet, but I really wanted to separate her from the
others for a bit. I called her aside to ask her about it.
"I promised you some special attention, Kathy. What would you
think of you and I going for a drive and perhaps spending the rest of
the day somewhere else?"
"I'd love that, Master. You don't have to go to that much
trouble though, unless it's something you really want to do."
"Oh, it is, precious. Can I count on you to be totally
submissive to me? Will you do whatever I ask of you? Go along with
anything I come up with?"
Kathy thought for a moment. She knew what I was capable of
coming up with.
"Prior to this moment I wasn't sure I how I would answer a
question like that from you, Master. But I do know now. Yes, I'll
submit totally to you, do anything you ask of me, and go along with
whatever you think is best for me. I want to please you."
Knowing she was sincere and what her sincerity meant made me
grow instantly hard. I wasn't even sure what I would do with her for
the rest of the day, but I now knew that it could be anything and
everything I wanted.
I told the other girls that I was taking Kathy and that we would
return some time that evening, probably quite late. They assured me
that they would be fine and promised that they would keep Janet very
busy. I knew they would.
I had Kathy wear a conservative but very lovely white summer
dress, white garter belt with suntan stockings, a small but very sexy
white pair of panties and white high heels. The bodice of the dress
was lined enough that no bra was necessary. It was cut rather low
anyway, and I liked it much better on her without a bra. I'm sure
she would have worn a slip under the dress had she been wearing it to
church, but we certainly weren't going to church.
"This is exciting, Master!", she exclaimed, as she slid over
next to me in the car. "Where are you taking me? What are we going
to do?"
"You are a very attractive girl, Kathy. One of the reasons I
wanted to do this is because it will please me to show you off a bit.
You don't mind that, do you, sweetie?"
"Not at all, Master, and thank you for the compliment. Are you
sure I look okay?"
"You look perfect, my precious little slut. I would like the
dress raised, though. Pull it up for me."
Kathy slid the hem of her dress upward, glancing at me from time
to time to see when I wanted her to stop. When I failed to give her
a sign, she stopped just at the tops of her stockings. She looked
really good like that, but I wanted more.
"Higher, Kathy."
She slid the dress up the rest of the way, pulling it up
underneath her as well, bunching it around her waist. This was much
better. Her panties were now totally exposed and of course all of
her legs and the straps of her garters were exposed as well.
"It excites me to pull my dress up for you, Master," she said,
hotly.
"It excites me too, Kathy. You have wonderful legs. You're
going to make some people very hot today."
"I love to make people hot, Master. I love it when I know they
want me. I can make men get really hard, Master."
"Yes, I know you can, little fuck. And you love making men
hard, don't you?"
"Yes! I know it's very naughty, Master, but I really do. I
love it when I give them hardon's that they can't hide. I like to
see their big cocks pushing out their pants in front."
"You are a very naughty girl, Kathy."
"Yes, Master, but only when you want me to be. Do you want me
to be naughty for you today?"
"Yes, Kathy. In fact you may be more naughty today than you've
ever been before. Can you do that for me, Kathy?"
"I can do anything for you, Master. Anything. Nothing is too
naughty, if you want it. Nothing is too dirty. I want to be a bad
girl, your slut, your tramp. You set the limits today, Master, I
surrender them all to you."
"You are going to be a very addictive girl, Kathy. I'm going to
want more of this, you know. You're making me crazy."
"I've made you hard, too, Master," she said, rubbing her hand
against me through my pants. "May I suck you while you drive?
Please?"
"Yes, precious, you can suck me. You can suck me until you have
my cum, if you like."
Kathy repositioned herself in the seat, keeping her dress around
her waist, and dropped her head to my lap. In seconds she had my
throbbing cock out of my pants and had taken it deeply into her
hungry mouth. No one looked less inclined to be a cock sucking girl
than Kathy, especially when dressed in white. She looked far too
innocent for such a dirty thing, but she loved it and was very good
at it, there was no doubt about that.
I lay my hand on her head, rubbing her soft hair as she bobbed
up and down, my cock being expertly loved by her tongue and lips.
She took her time, taking me out of her mouth from time to time to
lick around the head and down the shaft. Whenever she could she
looked up at me, wanting to see the expression of desire she knew she
could bring to my face.
"You love me, don't you, Master?", she asked, while licking the
swollen head of my dick.
"Of course I do, Kathy."
"No, I mean you really do love me, don't you? I've known it for
a long time. You don't just love me, you LOVE me, don't you?"
I didn't reply at first. She gave me time to consider my
answer, taking me inside the warm cavern of her mouth once more, her
lips moving to the base of my shaft, the head of my cock pushing into
her throat.
"You can hurt me, Kathy. I'm afraid to love you. You can really
hurt me bad."
Kathy slid her mouth back up my shaft and ran her tongue all the
way around the rim of the head before speaking again.
"I want to be your slave, Master. I don't want to hurt you. I
want to be yours, if you'll take me."
"Don't tease me, Kathy. I know you have a Master."
"I told him before I left for this trip that I wanted to be
yours. He released me. I told him I had fallen in love with you,
and I have."
There was room along the side of the road to pull the car over,
and I did. Her head fell back to my lap and she took me into her
mouth again. I held the steering wheel with both hands, my eyes
fixed straight ahead. I wasn't sure I could believe my ears. I had
wanted her so much, for so long.
She raised her head, my cock slipping from her mouth once more.
"I want to suck you until you come in my mouth every day,
Master. I never want to miss a day." She took me inside again, her
tongue and lips milking me.
All my thoughts seemed to mix together suddenly and center
themselves in my cock. All I could think about was fucking Kathy's
head, and I put both hands on her and pushed her down hard. My hips
flew up and I knew I was pushing the head of my cock back into her
throat. I hunched up at her, pushing hard on her head with my hands,
her beautiful hair bunched up in my grip. She grunted but made no
effort to stop me, allowing me to fuck her face lewdly, obviously
wanting it as much as I did.
The cum screamed from my balls and through my shaft, pouring out
into her and down her throat. I could tell she was swallowing, I
could feel her throat muscles working on my cockhead. I had never
known an orgasm as intense, never felt so much cum move through my
pulsating member. Over and over the squirts came, each one equally
full in volume, each one equally strong in intensity. My legs were
rigid, my feet pressed hard against the floorboard, my arms locked
hard, holding the beautiful girl's head trapped in my lap.
The last spurts finally came, and I raised Kathy's head by her
hair, moving it up and down on my still hard cock, masturbating
myself with her mouth. Her lips tightened as she milked me, hungrily
trying to get every drop of my semen. I fell back in the seat,
spent, and released her head.
When she was satisfied that she had all my cum, Kathy slid my
softening cock back into my pants and zipped them back up for me.
She wiped her mouth on the back of her hand and checked her lipstick
in the rear view mirror.
"Kathy, I don't know what to say," I began. "I think I'm
dreaming."
"Before you say anything, Master, I have to tell you something.
I know that Sandra is your slave and I know how much you both mean to
each other. I know how much it excites you for your slave to be with
other women too. I won't make you choose me over anyone else. I
just want to be yours, more than anything I've ever wanted in my
life. If you want me, if you'll have me, I'll try not to be too
demanding. But you have to understand that I crave being with you
and spending time with you. None of this is a game for me, Master, I
think you know that. What we've shared so far this week has
convinced me that I can be the things you want me to be, and I want
to be everything you want and need."
"You really mean it, don't you, precious?", I said, quietly,
putting my arm around her.
"Yes, Master. I do. Just promise me that you won't neglect me.
Can you do that, Master? Will you have time for me?"
"Always, Kathy, always."
Lifting her chin gently I pressed my lips against hers and
pulled her body to me.
Continued in Chapter Eleven
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