Obnoxious Housemate

Part 5 -- Sarah

 

I towed Lynn and Sarah, on their leashes, into the house. I walked them into the kitchen, where Lynn drank some milk, and Sarah found my whiskey.  When they were done, I gave Sarah’s leash to Lynn while I used the bathroom.  Then took Sarah into the bathroom, where she used the commode, pulling her dress up partway discreetly.  Then I brought her out and waited outside while Lynn used it.  Lynn knew she’d be getting less attention, so I thought I might as well start now.  I took her chain again when she came out.

 

Then I realized I had a bit of a problem, and I thought about it for a minute before figuring it out.  I didn’t want them both to strip as soon as they got in the room.  I’d be at a disadvantage then.  One giggle and I was done. Also, I wanted the pleasure of stripping Sarah myself.  I wanted lots of things.  But I knew Sarah would be more difficult to deal with than Lynn.  Robin had taught me that. Lynn was here because she had to be, or because she wanted to be.  (Still wasn’t sure which.)  But Sarah was neither – she was ultimately here for two things – to be controlled, and for the “incredible sex” Lynn had promised.  If she didn’t feel this was working – if she felt like I’d given up control, or she lost trust in me, or just didn’t feel aroused enough, she would bail out. This would require more creativity.

 

“Both of you, shoes off.”  They quietly removed their shoes, as did I, and I gave them all to Lynn to carry. I let go of Lynn’s chain and motioned for her to enter the room first.  But I didn’t follow her, and didn’t let Sarah go in either.  I just waited, door wide open, and watched Lynn.  She looked surprised, so I nodded at her to go ahead.  She put the shoes down on the desk, and, facing us, began to take her party clothes off, taking her time, since she had 60 seconds.  She rightly guessed that this was for Sarah’s benefit, so she made the strip as sensual and sweet as Lynn could get.  Which wasn’t very, but she got points for effort.   She was also very much aware that other bedroom doors might open at any moment, so I expect she was nervous.

 

I held Sarah around her waist while this was happening, and gradually walked her into the room, taking tiny steps, holding her close in front of me.   Lynn slid the straps off her shoulders, and I massaged Sarah’s shoulders strongly. Then Lynn peeled the top down off her, and I ran my hands over Sarah’s breasts, outside her strapless dress.  Lynn slid her hands down from her collar, rolling the bra down off her perky breasts, and I slipped my hands into the top of Sarah’s dress and slid it slowly down to her waist, feeling her nipples harden under my fingers, feeling the swell of her rounded, firm mammaries.  Then I walked Sarah all the way into the bedroom and gently closed the door behind me, as Lynn unclipped the bra and dropped it.

 

Lynn worked the skirt down over her hips and slowly slid it down her legs, and I slid Sarah’s dress down over her beautiful hips, derriere and legs.  As Lynn stepped out of her skirt, Sarah took her cue and did the same, probably just noticing that Lynn had been panty-free all evening. Sarah was pale and breathtaking, with the brunette pageboy, three-diamond legs, an absolutely perfect chest, wide eyes and a small chin, and as I’d noted before, completely shaved.  Lynn was, as usual, slim, blonde, and shaved, slightly bottom-heavy, with a big “S” clearly shaved into her triangle. Lynn stood there looking at us both.

 

I knew this was a crucial time.  Sarah might not want to put on a show for Lynn, since she was there for me and the “incredible sex”.  I didn’t want her feeling creeped out by having someone else watching, at least not until it would add to the excitement.  So I started by walking over and blindfolding Lynn.  I cuffed her hands between her legs, one in front, one behind, so she would have something to do while she waited.   I helped Lynn to walk to the far corner and face the wall.  All of this was a wordless message to Sarah.

 

Then I returned to Sarah. Who again, in her naked beauty, took my breath away, made it difficult to think of her as a slave.  I wanted her, right here, on the bed, and I’d be willing to beg her for it.  I shook my head to clear such weak thoughts.

 

I needed to warm her up first, and build a bond. I flipped on the room’s space heater.  “Submit to inspection” I ordered.  “Hands up, do a slow full turn.”  Sarah smiled, and raised her hands.  She rotated slowly as I inspected her.  She was obviously very proud of her body.  “You pass.  Hands behind your back.  I’m going to cuff them there.”  She lost the smile, but held her hands behind her.  I cuffed them.   I held my hands up, chest height, and told her to come forward, rub her amazing breasts against them.  Again her smallish nipples hardened under my hands. At first, I let her do the rubbing, setting the pace and the pressure herself.  This turned her on a bit, and she started rubbing harder and moving more strongly.  I waited until I saw her hips start to move independently, and then reached one hand down between her legs, felt her bare mons with my fingertips, and stroked her lips gently beneath, while she rubbed my other hand with her chest.  She moved her feet a bit further apart, without being told, and opened herself up a bit to my fingers, so I could feel where she was already wet. I kept the gentle stroking up for some time, getting gradually more intimate and rougher as she started to breathe heavily.  Lynn could hear, though she couldn’t see, and Lynn started to whimper rhythmically as her own efforts brought her close.  Sarah, hearing and seeing this, got more turned on and moaned in her own rhythm.    Idea.

 

“Lynn, you may NOT come until Sarah does.” I said.  Then I slowed down a bit with Sarah, and built up again gradually.  Lynn moaned a bit, and then started to whimper again.  Sarah was more turned on than before, and I helped her by working two fingers gradually into her wet pussy, massaging her nubbin with my thumb, as she continued rubbing her chest on my other hand.  That hand was tweaking, squeezing and pulling her breasts now occasionally, eliciting more heat and moans from Sarah. I told Sarah sharply to moan silently, there were people sleeping nearby.  She bit her lip and whimpered. Shortly her breaths got long and shuddery, and her knees weakened.  She gasped and collapsed into my arms as Lynn let out her stifled moan and came too.  At this point I felt I had a bond with Sarah, since she hadn’t had many men able to take her even this far, and here I had just made her climax, and simultaneously with another girl at that.  I felt I could take a little chance.  I sat Sarah down on the bed, letting her recover, while I walked over to Lynn and removed her cuffs. 

 

Then I came back to Sarah, sat beside her, and explained the following.

 

“Sarah, you are here for my pleasure tonight.  This other girl is my slave.  She is neither a participant, nor an assistant, nor a competitor, nor even an observer, unless I let you know she is for the purpose of one scene.  Do you understand?”  Sarah nodded, possibly relieved.  “Most of the night, she will simply be furniture, for my convenience.  If I choose to let her help, or watch, she will do so, briefly, because I command it.  Understood, both of you?”  Sarah and Lynn both nodded.  “Good.  For this next scene, Sarah, I will be helping you get accustomed to my control.  I will demand some help from Lynn. Afterward Lynn will return to being furniture.  Understood?”  Again, both of them nodded.  Sarah seemed curious.

 

“On your feet, Sarah.”  She looked surprised and frightened as I then strapped her feet together tightly.  Not enough to hurt, but leaving no slack, either.  Then I came up behind her, whispered “Are you all right?”  She nodded.   I went over to Lynn, took off her blindfold, and walked Lynn over towards Sarah.  I positioned them so Sarah was between me and Lynn, facing me. Then I took the blindfold and put it firmly on Sarah.  I held both her shoulders, and said, “Your job now, Sarah, is only to keep your body stiff and straight, and to trust me.  Can you do that?  She nodded.  “Lynn, put your hands on Sarah’s shoulderblades.”  Lynn did. I moved my hands down a bit, to Sarah’s chest and armpits.  Sarah, now blind and with feet bound together, was wobbly and had trouble balancing.

 

Then I pulled Sarah forward slightly.  She couldn’t move her feet to catch herself, so she fell against my hands, and I held her there a few seconds, and reminded her to stay stiff and straight.  Then I lifted her back, and pushed her a bit so she was leaning back, supported by Lynn’s hands on her shoulders.  Then I nodded at Lynn to push Sarah back to me.  Again I caught her, this time letting her breasts take some of the weight.  We were not tipping her far, just a few inches.  I asked Sarah “Do you understand what we’re doing now?” She nodded, nervous.

 

Lynn and I tipped her back and forth for some time, Lynn catching her shoulders, me catching her breasts or her ribs, and as the three of us gained confidence, Sarah’s tipping angle grew gradually, until I was catching her at almost 45 degrees to the floor.  I knew that this exercise was really exciting, and that she’d feel both trusting and exhilarated by now. Finally I caught her and still holding her at an angle, said, “Your body is entirely mine now.  Do you agree?”  She nodded, with some enthusiasm.  “Can you think of any part of your body that is not mine?”  She hesitated noticeably, then shook her head.  I knew what she was thinking.   “That part you just thought of is next”, I assured her, and she shivered.  I straightened her up, and sat her down on the edge of the bed.  Then I got up.

 

“Now it’s time for Lynn to be furniture again.  Sarah, you may watch, and I’ll deal with you shortly.”  I took off Sarah’s blindfold, put it down nearby, and prepared Lynn for her new role as a bed.  Efficiently, while Sarah watched, I strapped Lynn’s wrists to her upper arms, leaving her hands dangling by her shoulders.  I sealed Lynn’s mouth with a good, painless gag, checked carefully that she could breathe.  Then I put one of Lynn’s feet up on a chair, and worked a medium-sized strap-on vibrator up inside her, strapped it on, and turned it on medium.  I turned Lynn around, found the next-size up from smallest butt plug, lubricated it as well as her ass, and worked it into her, as she gasped.  I made sure Sarah was watching, and noted that her pupils were dilating.  Finally I helped Lynn down onto the floor on her back, and strapped each ankle to the same thigh, leaving her legs hanging like a frog’s.  Lynn’s eyes were wide, so I whispered, “are you ok?” to her.  She nodded.  I put the blindfold on Lynn and left her there to deal with all the sensations.

 

I returned to Sarah and released her feet.  Then I laid her down on the bed, stomach down, and as I cuffed her ankles loosely to her wrists behind her back, said “Time for you to be a dirty girl, Sarah Jean.”  I watched for a reaction, got a faint smile.  I checked between her legs.  Yes, she liked the idea.  I continued, “You’re going to suck my cock now.  This will not be a polite blowjob.  Your tongue will not be needed. You will take it all the way down your throat.  You will swallow everything I give you, and suck for a little more.  Anything that escapes is your responsibility, dirty girl, to clean up.” She shivered, didn’t reply.  I spanked her lightly, and said “You may reply, “Yes, sir”.   “Yes, sir”, she said hoarsely. “You may reply once to this question.  Can you successfully deep-throat?” 

 

“Yes, sir.”   Good, I’d found one of the few.  “Okay, no more speaking.”  I took off my clothes, and was instantly ready for her.  I sat down on the edge of the bed, put her head in my lap, ran my left hand through her hair and massaged her neck with as she began working me down her throat, while I spanked her ass, lightly at first, getting gradually harder.  As her ass reddened, she started to squirm, but continued taking more of my cock into her mouth.    Then I stopped spanking, moved my right hand down and slipped two fingers into her opened pussy.  She was plenty wet enough inside, and I brought some lube out of her to rub slowly around her rosebud asshole.  I rubbed lightly there for a while, getting her used to the idea that it felt good.  Finally she yelped, then sighed as I inserted a finger slightly.  I held her head tightly by the hair and she started sucking me more enthusiastically. 

 

I used some proper lube I had nearby to add to the natural version, and started working my thumb slowly into her ass, stretching and massaging the muscular rings.  My fingers already inside her pussy helped, and I suddenly realized she’d be climaxing soon.  “You may not come until I do”, I told her sternly.  She moaned “Yes, sir” in reply, or I guess it could have been pretty much anything, since her mouth was full.  She started bobbing her mouth, my penis going well into her throat each time, and fast enough to actually bring me to climax.  As I came, I plunged my right thumb into her ass past the knuckle, and she came violently, shuddering and gasping.  She remembered belatedly to swallow, and I held her bottom tightly in my thumb and fingers like a bowling ball as she carefully licked up all she’d spilled, and swallowed it too.

 

I took out my hand, hugged her, held her close, stroked her hair, and kissed her deeply.  She kissed back enthusiastically, practically licking my tonsils.  Her mouth tasted like me, but I didn’t care – Sarah was all mine now.   I released her legs and hands, and took my reward in kisses and hugs for some time.   She couldn’t keep off me, and began to mount me as soon as she could coax an erection back.  I let her start, but once my erection came back in earnest, stopped her with a kiss and hug, and said “I made you a promise.  It’s time to keep it.” 

 

And I took her off me.  It took more than a little willpower.  I had her kneel on the floor, and told her she’d need some more binding.  She nodded.  I strapped her ankles to her thighs.  Then I brought her hands behind her once more, cuffed them loosely.  Then I knee-walked her over to where Lynn lay on her back, shivering and moaning, bound and blindfolded.  “Sarah, Lynn will be your bed now.  You may lay your head down on her chest or belly for comfort.  I’m going to fuck your ass now, and it might be uncomfortable.  But you must be silent. If anything hurts, you may bite Lynn’s breasts to keep from making a sound. Be silent, and be careful, please.  Don’t break the skin.” Sarah nodded. “Lynn, did you hear that?”  She nodded, still moaning.  “Can you handle that?”  She nodded again, perhaps faster.

 

I brought Sarah’s head down to rest on Lynn’s chest. I warmed Sarah up again (which was fast), lubricated her ass liberally as well as my own erection, kneeled behind her and worked my way in, stroking the inside of her pussy to relax her.  She yipped, flexed her hands, then bit down on Lynn’s left breast, taking as much into her mouth as possible.  I continued working my way in further, stroking Sarah’s pussy with one hand, her hair and her back with the other, as she muffled her voice with Lynn’s breast.  At some point she switched breasts. I didn’t notice when, but I saw bite marks on the left one.

 

She was tight and not easy to slide in and out of, but I did come eventually, just from the tight squeeze and the pleasure and pain I was causing her.  I suspect that she didn’t enjoy this as much as she’d wanted to, but she was also proud of herself for losing another virginity, and in such style.  I took off her chains and straps, helped her up, put a fluffy robe on each of us, and led her off to the shower.    I remembered to turn off Lynn’s vibrator, but she shook her head and grunted, and so I turned it back on.

 

Sarah in the shower was a pleasure to deal with.  She cleaned herself up, insisted on scrubbing me all over with a sponge and some cream soap, and after I’d returned the favour, placed my hands on her fantastic tits and asked me to clean them again. Then she hugged and kissed me enthusiastically until I thought we’d have to wash up all over again.  I towelled her off afterward, and we couldn’t stop necking.  It went on for some time, but we were both too exhausted to try having sex again, so we went back to the room in our robes, Sarah carrying her stay-ups.  We were both almost high on pleasure.

 

It was a bit of a shock to see Lynn there moaning rhythmically on the floor, though she was exactly as we’d left her.  Her hands still hung useless at her shoulders, her breasts toothmarked and reddish, her pussy swollen and red under the strap-on.  She was moaning and drooling. Sarah gasped, and I was taken aback too.

 

I quickly went over to Lynn, removed the plug, vibrator and leg straps, then the arm straps, and the gag and blindfold.  I sat her up on the bed’s edge, knowing she’d be unable to walk, and asked if she was alright.  She nodded, and grinned a bit to show she’d enjoyed herself too.  I told Sarah “Poor Lynn must be exhausted and sore. Can you comfort her?”  Sarah immediately took Lynn in her arms and rocked her, kissing her cheeks and face, and gently stroking her breasts where she could still see her tooth marks.  Lynn hugged her back, and eventually kissed her full on the lips.  Sarah kissed her back.

 

I stayed silent, waiting to see if this would go any further, but Sarah immediately turned to me, said “Don’t get your hopes up, buddy”, and laughed.  Lynn laughed too, and the two of them collapsed on the bed together happily.  “That’s all right” I said, “There’s always tomorrow. Now no more speaking, and Sarah, I owe you a punishment for that time.”  I turned off the space heater, and then I worked my way between them, and the three of us went to sleep naked in the waterbed, me spooning Sarah, and Lynn spooning me.