Model Sex Slave 15

(Part 3 from 4)

"Yea and look at those thighs, very nice." She fitted his cock to her vagina and he thrust the head in gently holding on to her hips, then he forced in into the hilt. Diana cooed with pleasure as his average cock began stroking her vagina. His wife caressed her back and sides and then fondled her breasts. She liked this couple, they didn't seem to pay attention to her as a person but they were gentle and loving the way they used her. She gave him the benefit of all her experience, vaginal contractions and her best ass wiggle. Oh honey she is good, I'm going to blow it soon. Go neck with her. There is no one in her mouth right now." The woman got on her knees and necked with Diana reaching for her breasts. Diana fondled her breasts' french kissing her, as the husband began to groan louder. Her body trembled as her own orgasm started before his but her spasms brought him over the brink. He exploded moaning ecstatically, ramming her four times as his jets of cum spattered her insides. Diana gasped for breath from her own climax, as the woman sucked on her lips. 

"You're still hot aren't you sweetie," the woman said?

"Yes ma'am that was good. I came when your husband did." She kissed her again and then made room for her husband's cock. Diana sucked it clean, deep throating him in the process. 

Don came over next and she eagerly sucked on his cock, excited to have her master's penis in her mouth again. He pulled it out and began fucking her vagina. She cooed with pleasure and started her lower body magic slowly, wanting to enjoy her master's penis as long as possible. He slapped her thighs lightly and picked up his speed. Diana increased her motions and contractions reaching maximum speed in about one minute. She trembled with excitement and came in a rousing climax, as she relished the feel of a familiar cock. Don matched her climax, groaning with satisfaction, as he blew his load into his personal black sex slave. He walked around and let her clean off his dripping penis, which she did with loving care. He held her head with both hands and stroked her hair, as she sucked and licked her master again and again. 

"Ah Diana you're a treasure, many people here are talking about your competence." He squatted down and kissed her passionately. "We are really proud of you sweetie," he then left, making room for more erections. 

She served five more men and two women, on what was to be her last shift in the pillory. She spent an hour chained on the beach and was then released, as the cleanup started. 


They had a well-deserved shower when they got back and supper was on the boxes when they returned to their cots. 

After a short rest, they were called again and taken to be dressed. This time they wore fancy garters, stockings and bra's made from one-inch wide lace, which hid nothing. They were hostesses for the restaurant and would lead the guests to their seats. Alicia gave them instructions in the office first. They would meet each guest putting their arms around their necks, kissing them passionately. If they were tongued, they would return it. Next they would reach one arm around the guest's waist and the other on their upper arm, just above the elbow and lead them to the seat. Holding their chair, they would push it in as they sat down and then stand as close to their right side as they could. They would stay there until more guests arrived at the entranced. While they were there they would coo and moan happily submitting to kissing and fondling as well as spankings. 

After everyone was seated, the girls got a surprise. They were to get up on a small stage at one side of the dining room and dance seductively for the guests. 

Alicia then came up and whispered something in Diana's ear. Diana smiled happily and began to make love to Daisy. They had to do it standing, fondling and kissing each other for ten minutes. They had both practiced this with Lee and knew how to present their bodies to the audience for maximum visual display. The foreplay being done, Diana slowly got on her knees with her back to Daisy and then arched her neck back, contacting Daisy's vagina with her tongue. Her white sex slave sister then fondled and kissed her own breasts, as Diana began titillating her vagina with her mouth. Daisy cried with pleasure, real tears running down her cheeks as Diana's tongue brought her to an exhilarating climax. Daisy helped her black sister up and greedily licked her own pussy juice of her face and neck. It was then Daisy's turn to get on her knees. Diana was so excited by then, that she orgasmed as soon as Daisy's tongue touched her vagina. Daisy managed to hide it from the audience, by swallowing the flow and she continued, knowing her multi orgasmic sister would soon flood her face again. Diana bent over and fondled Daisy's breast and whispered to her, "swallow the next one as well. I want this to last as long as possible." Daisy was ecstatic; she could lick her sister for hours. Diana climaxed twice before Daisy got up and kissed her beloved slave sister, to a rousing applause from the audience. 

About ten that evening the buzzer sounded, Diana was half-asleep and staggered to her box. A huge stocky black man in shorts entered the dormitory and began examining the slaves. He looked like a football player, with wide shoulders, a bulging barrel chest and thick muscular legs. When he got to Diana he fondled her body, with a surprising gentleness for a short time and then moved on. There were about ten females and four male slaves available. He examined them all, then came back to Diana, and slapped her ass, nodding at Alicia. "I'll take number eleven here and bring number thirteen to my room, clean in one hour. Has this one been cleaned lately?"

"Yes Sir, she was just returned, an hour ago. Do you wish me to deliver her?" 

"No, I'll take her now; get me a leash." Alicia had a leash with her and attached it to her collar as she disconnected the chain. She handed him the leash and walked back to the office. He looked her stiffly in the eyes and yanked on the leash, pointing at the floor. She fell to her knees and kissed his feet, obediently.

"Thank you master, for being kind enough to select my humble body. I am yours to do with as you please." He yanked on the leash and she jumped up quickly, as he led her out of the slave quarters. He took her to room eighteen and locked the door behind them. Unhooking the leash he connected her collar to a twenty five-foot room chain and then ordered her to remove his shorts. When she finished, he sat down in an easy chair and ordered her to kneel, in the submissive position. She sat on her heels, her thighs spread wide: chest out, head bowed and her hands behind her back. He watched her for a long time, apparently just enjoying her vulnerable situation. Her mistress had told her, that some masters or mistresses would watch her in a pose for a long time. She had said, that they were enjoying the power they had over her. The fact that she was totally at their mercy to any sex act, the instant the order was given, was a fantastic turn on to some people. 

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