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Katrina drove the white limo down First North Street and parked it out front. Smoothing her short skirt and tailored brown jacket down over her ample body, she grabbed her chauffeur’s cap and went to retrieve Jack. Jack paced as he waited, "a goddamned fucking chauffeur", he mumbled. Just then Kat knocked and Jack opened the door. His jaw dropped as he had expected a man. But here was this voluptuous blonde in a short brown skirt and tight fitting jacket, who in her stiletto heels could not have been more than 5’5" at best. "The mistress of the games awaits", Katrina smiled. "Well then", Jack grinned, putting out his wrists as if to accept being handcuffed "take me to your leader." "Handcuffs, what a wonderful idea", Kat answered, reaching into her bag. "Hey I was only joking", Jack said, the smile gone. "But I’m not", Katrina grinned, pinning him against the door jam and cuffing him. "There, now that‘s better. Shall we go now", she laughed, walking back to the car. Jack followed obediently. Katrina opened the car door for him and helped him inside. Jack sat down across from a delicious brunette with vibrant blue eyes. She smelled faintly of vanilla. She said nothing to him. She just sat there studying him. The car started away from the curb and Bethany spoke. "I am not the woman you expected. We will pick her up in a bit. I am Bethany", she said, leaning back into the fur coat she wore. Jack, a bit confused, answered. "Our driver called you the mistress of the games. So exactly what game are we playing and why isn’t Randi here?" A low laugh escaped her lips as she answered… "I want you to unzip your pants and take your cock out. "I want you to watch me masturbate while you get hard. And then when you are hard enough I am going to sit on that nasty prick of yours and you are going to put your arms up and over my head. And because you are handcuffed, and because I am bigger than you… You will be my prisoner. And I will take my pleasure from you. And if you are good enough to pleasure me and not cum I may allow you to see Randi. Who by the way is being punished for allowing you to control her emotions." And with that she opened her coat. She was naked…gloriously naked under the fur. Her breasts hung low against her stomach, almost to her navel. Her nipples were hard round brown nubs aching to be touched. Her pussy was shaved, bald. She spread her legs very wide allowing him to see her slit all covered in dew. Her skin was beautiful, soft in places women should be soft, but firm and lusciously sweet where women should be firm and sweet. Jack withdrew his cock from his trousers. It was instantly hard, all 9 inches of him. Bethany licked her lips and asked, "what exactly made you this hard so fast?" Without missing a beat, he answered, "I was thinking about your ass – is it a fuckable ass." Bethany threw her head back and laughed. The line from her chin to her bussoms was gloriously pale… such an expanse of pale… "I can take or leave anal sex, Jack, but I do like men with impatient cocks that know the meaning of a good tongue lashing", she smiled… "And what about older men with well-educated tongues and a firm hand?" he grinned wickedly. "I get this sense Mistress, that though you show off your beautiful breasts and your slick pussy lips to tease men to get them hard, that you get off on the power of all this. But I feel that you prefer to have your ass spanked… that you like punishment games but only after an intense power struggle." Bethany stopped rubbing her clit and slid her fingers into her gaping hole. Jack continued. "I bet you never like giving up control, do you Bethany? he smiled, not for all the money in the world". "And are you that man, Jack? Do you think you can control me?" Without waiting for an answer, Bethany reached forward, grabbed Jack by the collar and forced him off the seat down on his knees. "Lick!", she commanded, holding his head against her cunt. "Lick me good and hard. Abuse my pussy", she panted. Jack could barely breathe. She was smothering him with her cunt and her thighs. It was a wonderful feeling. He licked harder, biting gently on her clit, rubbing his chin into her hole, using the flat of his tongue roughly on her. Circling and invading and teasing, building the heat, driving her mad. Her fingers were entwined in his hair as she screamed out, "Nooooooooooooooo!" "No what", he asked, lifting his head. "No", she cried, lifting him bodily off the floor and back on the seat. Without asking, she threw herself on his cock, impaling herself on his hard, veiny cock, riding him fast. Sweat poured off her breasts and fell on his chest. He reached up still cuffed and grabbed one of her tits and twisted. It was all she needed. She screamed and bucked and cum ran all over his cock and down her legs, Staining his trousers. Just then the car stopped. Katrina got out of the car and joined them. "Thank god for tinted windows", she laughed as she pushed Jack down flat on the seat and straddled his face, slowly lowering her pantiless pussy down onto his tongue. "Fuck me with that tongue", Jack, she giggled. "Fuck me.Eat me. Come on, two women can’t be that hard for a man like you." With that, Jack attacked her sweet pussy, stabbing her cunt with his tongue, working over her clit, biting her lips, pulling them with his teeth. Forcing his hands upward, he was able to put 2 fingers from each hand up inside her cunt while his thumbs wiggled against the outside and his tongue continued torment her. As she moaned and cried, she forced herself down even harder on his face. The car door opened and Randi stepped in. With a little more than a bit of amusement in her voice, she said, "It seems you have been properly introduced to my friends, Jack. But tell me, did you save any of that stamina for me?" Jack couldn’t answer. "I see, Kat has your tongue hmmm?" Randi smiled. Katrina smiled and gave him breathing room. "The check book is inside my jacket. Take it all", he laughed, returning to Katrina’s pussy. Ê
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