Slave Girl 2: Chapter 118 (Patreon)

My Lady.  My Miss.  My disembodied self.  The voices echo all around me, close and distant at the same time, clear yet muffled by my blissful haze.

“Haaahhhhh…”

“Look at him.”  A face materializes before me.  What lovely blue eyes.  “Is he okay?”

“He is soaring.  The ropes have him now.  I’ve never seen a boy take to them like he does.  Most require prolonged endurance of great pleasure or pain to attain this.  For him it is the mere loss of control.  His submission comes from the spirit, not the flesh.”  A warm soft body, as light as fluffy down, drapes across me from the right of my chest to my left shoulder and a new face appears.  Joy!

“My Ladyyyy…”

“I have you my boy.”  Gentle fingers slowly stroke through my hair.  A nipple brushes against my lips.  Without thought I latch and begin to softly suckle.  “Ohhhhh.  I have youuu.”

“Mmmmm.”

I do not how long that I nurse in silence.  A minute?  An hour?  Saturn had no hold on me here.  There was just two loving eyes, the small, supple breast in my lips and those wonderful fingers stroking through my hair.

“May I try, my Lady?”

“Of course, my dear.  Move slowly now.  Let him swim.”

“Hahh…”  I mewl in soft protest as the teat is removed.  But it is quickly replaced by another.  This one much larger, with big plump nipples.  Opening wider I nuzzle into the fleshy mound and fill my mouth with a good latch and begin to suckle again.  Oh!  Those rich blue eyes were back.  How lovely.  Miss Cassie sure was pretty.

“Oh.  Oh, that is nice.”

“Mmm.  I’ve never tested him, but I believe he would nurse the whole night long if I let him.  He is quite fond of it.”

“The way he is looking at me…makes me feel…like a goddess.”

“It is powerful.  I know.”  A silk soft touch caresses my thigh.  My Lady moves to kneel between my spread legs.  “With all of my experience, I had no defense against him.  How I long to see those beautiful eyes again.”

“Mmmmmm.”  My own voice hums.

“What are you doing to him?  He likes it.”

“Just touching him.”  Fingers, slow and touching me oh so lightly, glide down the inside of my calf and begin to dance over top of my foot.  A dexterous tail wraps around my other foot. “In this euphoria he is both heightened and numbed.”  Small hands glide up my sensitive inner thighs.  “His skin is alive to the faintest touch.  Hoouuhhh.”  A demon warm breath washes across my scrotum and penis.

“MMMMMM!”

“And impervious to pain.”

“Impervious?”

“There is no suffering where he is now, beyond being brought back too harshly.  That would be cruel.”  A palm, as smooth as butter, rubs across the bottom of my foot.  “But regular physical pain?  That does not exist for him here.”  Kiss, kiss, kiss, across my toes while another hand caresses my knee.  Aroused by my Lady’s sensual touch I suckle harder on my Miss’ breast.  “Whip, cane, clamps.  He could endure any torture.  The things my sister could do to her boys and girls in bondage was…impressive.”

“Wow.”

There is a quiet sigh.  “When the time has come, what you and he get up to alone is not for me to judge.  I know he can be such a rough boy sometimes.  Rougher than I can be.  But please, look after him.  He cannot look after himself in this state.”

“You can watch and guide me.”

“I do not know if I could…bear to be present when my boy is struck.  To hear his cries.  That is a trust you and he must develop yourselves.”  A soft, lightly sucking kiss graces my stomach.  “I think it might break me.”  There is a pause.  “I would oversee a hard session with you if he asked it of me.  But I would not enjoy it.”

“Would he?”

“I do not know.  He is so strong and so hard and so giving of himself, and I am so soft and weak.  I can only imagine his true limits.  That side of him will be yours to explore, dear Miss Cassie.  But tread carefully.  You will be punished if you harm my boy.”

What feels like the tip of feather trails up my side toward my armpit.  By instinct my body attempts to move in response to the tickle, but of course the ropes hold me helpless.  Breaking from Miss Cassie’s big soft titty I let out whimpering moan.  “Ohhhhh!”  I pull and pull as the maddening tickle reaches my open armpit to twist and twirl right at the tenderest point but in response I feel nothing but the secure strength of my special ropes holding me firmly in place.  “Ohhhhhhh!  Lady Rosaaa!  Mercyyy!”

My Lady’s giggle is music to me as she torments just a little longer with the feather then erases the tickle with a kiss to my pit.

“Perhaps he is not as hard as you think.”  Miss Cassie’s chuckle sounded like mirth itself.  “Defeated by a feather.”

“He he he!  Perhaps.”

I begin to laugh.  And once I begin I cannot stop.  “He he he he!  Ha ha ha ha!  Eee he he he heee!”

“There he goes.”

“He’s drunk!”

“Drunk on our love, my dear.”  Rosa titters and peeks around Cassie’s shoulder, her eyes alight with playful joy.  “I love you, Master!”

“I love youuuuu!  I LOVE YOUUUU!  I LOVE YOUUUUU!!!”

“Ha!  He’s too much.”  Lifting up the tit I’d just been suckling on Cassie lets it plop down over my laughing face.  “This’ll quiet you down.”

“HA HA HA!  Um, num, num, num!”  Using my lips I nip and suck at the smooth underside of her breast, with the occasional slurp snuck in for good measure.

Caught up in my laughter and chortling herself she rises up higher Cassie to loom over me, her chest above my head, then starts to rock her shoulders back and forth so that her big soft boobs battered my face.  Lower down my Lady, giggling away with glee, was now straddling me, her big cock and balls laid over mine like a hen incubating her clutch, with her hands rubbing up and down my sides.  Soon those rubs become tickles to my exposed ribs on both sides!

“OHHH!  HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!”  

It gets worse!  As Cassie’s titties continue to bap, bap, bap across my mug Rosa’s long, sinuous tongue finds one arm pit as her tail finds the other!

“NOOO!  AAHHH HA HA HA HA HA!!!”  Even through my gut-busting guffaws I still try to catch the heavy, pendulous fun bags pounding my cheeks and nose.  “UM!  UM NUM!  Ha ha ha ha ha ha!  Um, Um, Um!”  I pull and heave and thank the gods when my ropes budge not an inch.  I was my Lady’s plaything and I loved it!  Completely at my women’s mercy I laugh and play with the total freedom or a rambunctious puppy.  “HA HA HA HA HA!”  My Lady was merciless!  Those rib tickles could have brought an elephant to its knees, to say nothing of what she was doing to my pits.  “OHHH HO HO HO HO!”  Tears flow, I am barely breathing and my abs ache harder than any amount of training would have brought.  When I thought I could take no more…I endure just a little longer before crying out.  “MERCYYY!”

And mercy comes swiftly.  The tickles stop and Rosa slides down to hug to my body and pepper my chest with kiss after sweet, loving kiss.  Cassie too settles back across my chest, her left mammary resting against my chin and ready for another suckle if I wanted it.

Cassie gazes down into my teary eyes as I shine back all the happiness in my subby heart.  “What have I gotten myself into with you two?”  She chortles.  “You two might just be mad, you know that right?”

“He he he he he!”  I giggle before…  “NOM!”  I latch back onto her beckoning nipple and start suckling like mad.  “Mmmmm!”

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