Trapped, Trained And Twisted Pt. 08

At one point the male slaves were penetrating all my orifices at the same time. At another my mouth was filled with the dripping wet pussy of one slave while another female darted her tongue in and out of my anus. Our bodies glistened with sweat as we slid around against each other. There was no morality or repression; it was pleasure without guilt in its purest form. I had never in my existence felt as free or as sexually content as I was in that moment. All I knew were the constant tingles and flutters in my body as my nerve endings exploded with near constant stimulation. By the end of the party I collapsed on the red oriental style rug exhausted. My muscles continued to quiver long after my last orgasm and my tits heaved with each deep breath of air that filled my lungs. Every inch of my body was coated in a heady combination of sweat, saliva, cum and pussy juice. I could barely see much less think. All I knew was that I was in heaven.

After the orgy was complete I knelt obediently next to Holes in the foyer as Lady Kara warmly bid her visitors farewell and a safe journey home. The last of the guests, Tom and Bethany, stepped through the front door with Fluffy and Spot crawling on all fours in tow. Fluffy's glistening pussy dripped with the cum of half a dozen slaves and Spot's cock was finally spent, hanging flaccidly between his legs as he moved on all fours next to his beautiful blonde kennel mate.

Shortly thereafter the clock struck midnight and Lady Kara ordered me to my feet. She held me by my shoulders and gently pressed her lips to mine. "It's time for you to go, Cinderella. I truly treasured your company Cunt, you are an exquisite submissive and I hope I get to enjoy you again soon. Don't ever forget how special you are," she said with a bright comforting smile.

Holes stood up and wrapped her arms around me, pressing her warm little body into my own. The bodily fluids that coated both of our naked forms rubbed together as we embraced. She moved her lips to mine and we engaged in one final passionate kiss. Our pink tongues flickering against each other as we tasted the remnants of cum and juices that had previously filled our mouths until it was finally time for me to leave.

Lady Kara handed the pile of my dress, shoes, accessories and anal plug to me and gave my bare rear a playful smack as she sent me through the front door and down the walkway to where my Master stood next to his corroded compact car. His arms were crossed and his face was red. He stared at my naked little body, carefully reading the various messages that coated my skin, becoming increasingly more hostile as he did so.

He eyed me with anger and animosity as he opened the car door for me, slamming it shut as I barely cleared the doorway. He got into the driver's side and we proceeded down the driveway and out onto the street. I had spent the past six hours in a state of sexual delight that was heavenly, but he had spent the past six hours seething. Six hours of outrage and fury. Six hours of bitterness and resentment. Six hours of hell. We came to a stop at a traffic light where ours was the only visible car. My Master turned to me and shouted "You fucking disloyal whore!" Droplets of spittle sprayed from his lips and splattered all over my face as he spoke.

I felt nauseous. A pit of dread filled my little tummy. I had disappointed my Master and myself. His rage with me was only equaled by the anger I felt with myself for having put him in this unhappy position. I didn't know what I could say or even if I should say anything at all. None of it mattered though; I never saw the fist coming toward my face. A sharp burst of pain filled my cheek as my head smacked hard against the passenger side window and everything went black.

Look for the exciting conclusion coming next in Trapped, Trained and Twisted Pt. 09

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