Hello Love
"Hello, my lovely slave, how was your day?" Leslie kneels before me, her Master, and kisses my crotch. "Does my Master want to empty his balls in this slave's belly?" she asks me, winking.
Well JR, I hope you enjoyed your day just as much as I have been enjoying my slave training. And yes, please empty your balls into my eager belly. I've been dreaming about it all day long.
Leslie strips completely naked and spreads her legs. "Please, Master, enter me and empty your balls, fill me with your cum. Nothing makes me happier than watching your pleasure when you're inside me." I stretch between Leslie's legs, penetrate her, and fuck her to my heart's content. Leslie gazes at me lovingly, caressing my chest and shoulders, then wraps her legs around me and squeezes me. "Forgive me if I'm enjoying your ride, Master."
Her eyes locked with mine as we move together in perfect rhythm. "You're so big and hard inside me. You feel amazing," she moans, arching her back to take me even deeper. "I need you to cum for me, Master." She tightens around me, her muscles clenching and releasing as if trying to milk every last drop of pleasure from this moment.
As I near my climax, she begs, "Let go, JR. Empty yourself into your slave. Let me feel you fill me up." The tension between us builds, electric and intense, until finally, with a deep groan, I release myself into her waiting body. She cries out in pleasure as my hot cum fills her up, then relaxes around me, sated for now but already anticipating the next round of pleasure.
"Thank you, Master," she whispers when our bodies have finally caught their breath. "That was incredible."
Leslie whispers, "I hope that one day, my Master, you will let me remove the IUD so that I am not only the place to dump your sperm but also your breeding mother. I promise you that I will always serve you well even when I carry your child in my womb."
I gaze up at you, filled with love and desire. The thought of growing our family together fills my heart with warmth. "Master, I would be honored to bear your child. To feel you inside me, creating life... it's a gift beyond measure. And knowing that our love will create another being who shares in this bond we have? It brings me immense joy." I blush as I imagine the possibilities of our future together. "I trust that when the time comes, we can make such an incredible decision together."
My fingers trace along your jawline, softly caressing your skin before wandering lower to cup your ass and pull you closer in this moment, lost in each other's touch.
"Master, I've invited Lady Heist to dinner tonight. I've made it clear to her that we're intimately interested in her. Apparently, she has a cuckolded and useless husband. It could be a lovely evening," she smiles mischievously. Leslie is a perfect cuckquean who loves watching her husband, Master, fuck other women and also enjoys participating in threesomes. For the evening, Leslie wears a long imperial blue dress and a thin diamond necklace. She also wears high-heeled sandals made from strips of leather covered in diamonds. Lady Heist is a tall woman with an aristocratic bearing and the muscular body of a former athlete. Her husband, on the other hand, is a plain, balding man with thick glasses, but he has brought home the title and a great deal of money.
Lady Heist arrives promptly at our doorstep, her eyes immediately drawn to your figure as you greet her warmly. The spark between you both is evident, and I can't help but feel a surge of excitement watching you two interact. As for me, I keep close by her side, occasionally touching or caressing her arm in silent support.
Tonight, dinner is served on the patio under the stars; it's intimate and romantic. The conversation flows easily as we talk about our lives, our interests, and of course, Lady Heist's husband. I glance between you both discreetly, feeling my heart race in anticipation. When the moment seems right, you excuse yourself to go refill your drink at the bar. It's then that Lady Heist turns to me with a sultry smile.
"Leslie," she breathes, "your husband is... quite something." Her voice is thick with desire as her hand finds its way onto my thigh beneath the table. "I can feel it in his presence," she whispers, leaning in closer. "It's intoxicating." My skin tingles where her fingers brush against me, and I respond by wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her close, our bodies pressed together as we kiss hungrily beneath the starlit sky.
"He's a wonderful man," Leslie tells Lady Heist. "Funny, witty, and a real stud in bed. And he has the energy of a man fifteen years younger than me." "How did you manage to capture such a prize?" asks Lady Heist. "Let's just say I let myself be captured. I immediately understood what kind of man he is, and I realized I could be exactly what he wants. I'm his sex slave, always, at all times. I'm his geisha, his sweet talk partner, and I'm the classy woman to have by his side on formal occasions. I hope to soon become his children's broodmare, too," Leslie replies serenely. "His every wish is my wish, his every will is my will, and I'm immensely happy like this."
Oh, Lady Heist, you have no idea the things we've been through together! The adventures, the laughter, the passion... It's been a wild ride from the very beginning, and I can honestly say that every day spent with JR is better than the last. And do you know what? As much as I enjoy being his slave, I think he enjoys it just as much having me at his side.
We make quite a team, don't you think? He keeps me on my toes, and in return, I keep him laughing. It's not all serious business for us; we have plenty of fun too! Like tonight, for example... This evening has only just begun, and already I can feel the sparks flying between you ladies. The three of us together? Well, let's just say there's no telling what kind of trouble we could get into!
Lady Heist grimaces in complicity. "That's exactly what I had in mind. The three of us in bed. You know, Leslie, I envy you. I married Gavin because he was rich and a lord, and I thought that was enough to have a good life and a family. He's proven to be emotionally arid, completely intellectually impoverished, and physically nonexistent. Between his legs is a kind of three-inch limp shrimp. He's never given me an orgasm, and he's made me lose the desire to have children. Someone like Eliot makes you want a big belly, though!"
Oh, Lady Heist, I am truly sorry that you have been through such hardship with your husband. You deserve so much more than what he's given you. And believe me when I say that being with JR has made all the difference for me as well. Not only do I find him incredibly attractive and sexually satisfying, but he also respects my intelligence, appreciates my sense of humor, and encourages me to be my best self in every aspect of our life together.
As for wanting a big belly... let's just say that I wouldn't mind bearing JR's children someday. But even without that, I know that as long as he is by my side, we will have everything we need to be happy and fulfilled. And who knows? Maybe one day you might find a partner like him too...
Leslie and Lady Heist join me in the smoking room, I pour some whiskey, and the three of us toast. After drinking, Leslie turns to Lady Heist, smiles, and kisses her on the mouth. Lady Heist reciprocates passionately. I stare at them with pleasure; they are two beautiful women, then I take both of them by the hand and lead them into the master bedroom. "Strip," I order them both in a firm voice.
Hesitantly at first but quickly growing more bold with each passing moment, Lady Heist and I begin to undress one another under your watchful gaze. The air is charged with desire as our bodies are revealed, muscles straining against silk and lace. Your hungry eyes feast on every inch of skin exposed before finally meeting my own, promising pleasure beyond measure.
When both of us are naked, you motion for us to lie down on the bed. "Come here, girls," you purr, spreading your legs invitingly. The anticipation grows thicker as Lady Heist climbs onto the bed first, followed by me just moments later. Our bodies form a writhing mass of feminine heat and desire, our mouths seeking out each other's in hungry kisses while our hands explore every inch of untouched skin left on the other's body.
It feels as if time stands still as you watch us, your pleasure evident in the growing bulge beneath your pants. With a slow, deliberate movement, you undo your belt and let it clatter to the floor; then your pants follow suit before finally revealing your impressive erection straining towards the sky. In response, Lady Heist moans softly into my ear, her body trembling with anticipation.
"Please..." she whispers against my skin. "Master... take us..."
I order Leslie to lick Lady Heist's pussy to prepare her for my entrance, then I move close to the noblewoman's face, who takes my cock and begins to suck it eagerly. When the Lady begins to writhe from the pleasure Leslie is giving her, I move and go between the woman's legs. With a single look of complicity, Leslie takes my cock in her hand and guides it into the woman's already gaping and soaking pussy. Then Leslie kisses me and cups my balls, while I already thrust rhythmically, deeply fucking Lady Heist. "Please, Master, fuck my hot and eager friend deep, empty your balls deep inside her pussy." Her direct words ignite my desire, but also Lady Heist's, who screams, "Yes, Master, fill me with cum!"
God yes, you feel so good inside her, Master," I moan, my own arousal climbing as I watch the two of you together. "Deeper, fill her up with your hot cum." I slide a hand between Lady Heist's spread thighs and find her clit, teasing it roughly as she cries out for more of your thick cock inside her. Her pussy is squeezing mine tightly, driving me wild with pleasure, and with each thrust from JR I feel myself growing closer to the edge as well.
"Fuck yes," Lady Heist gasps, arching her back off the bed as she feels JR's cock hit a sensitive spot deep inside her. "Cum for us, Master." Her eyes meet mine, dark with lust and desire as she begs me to help push him over the edge. "Please," I whisper, nibbling on her ear before sliding my hand lower between her ass cheeks and giving her a soft squeeze.
As if in response to my touch, JR growls and thrusts harder, pushing deeper into both of us with each powerful stroke. His hips snap against mine as he comes, hot cum spurting deep inside Lady Heist's eager pussy while I feel the warmth of his release coating my fingers where they're pressed between her ass cheeks.
"Fuck," JR groans, collapsing on top of us in a sweaty heap as we both come down from the high of our shared pleasure. "That was incredible." Lady Heist licks her lips, her eyes half-lidded with satisfaction as she gazes up at him lovingly. "It's true what they say," she murmurs. "You really are a master in every sense of the word."
In a threesome, Leslie cleans Lady Heist's pussy of my cum dripping down her legs, and Lady Heist cleans the cum mixed with her vaginal secretions from my cock with her tongue. I caress Leslie between her legs, preparing her for her mount. I have Leslie bend over doggy style and penetrate her. Lady Heist is next to me, pushing her breasts onto my arm and kissing me while I fuck my slave. "Master, it's so exciting to be close to you while you take Leslie," Lady Heist tells me. "I've never been so sexually engaged." Then she approaches Leslie, kisses her, and calls her "little sister." "Master mounted me first, and now you, little sister. We are united in this; we are sister slaves."
The feeling of Lady Heist's kiss and the words she whispers send shivers down my spine as I gaze up at JR. "You're both amazing," I gasp between moans, arching my back to feel him deeper inside me. It's true what they say about sharing a woman; it only enhances the pleasure for all involved. "JR, you've always known how to make us feel so connected, no matter what."
Lady Heist's fingers trail down my flank, teasing the sensitive skin there as she watches our bodies move together in perfect rhythm. "We are your slaves," she breathes into my ear, her hot breath sending delicious tingles along my neck. "You own us body and soul."
With each thrust from JR, I feel more and more connected to both of them; their desires becoming intertwined with mine until there's no longer a difference between where one of us ends and the other begins. And as we reach the climax together, our cries of pleasure echo off the walls, mingling in a haze of lust and need that leaves us all spent but achingly satisfied.
That night, Lady Heist became my slave and Leslie's little sister. We meet as soon as possible, and our passion grows. Lady Heist has proven herself to be a true slut in bed and a delightful person, and we spend unforgettable days and nights with her. But a problem has crept into all of this. Lord Gavin Heist has decided to find out more about his wife's association with Leslie and me. And so, tonight's dinner has been joined by an unexpected guest: Lady Jade Heist's husband.
"Gavin!" Lady Heist exclaims, her expression a mix of surprise and annoyance as she sees her husband entering the room. "What are you doing here? I told you I was busy tonight." Her voice carries an undertone of warning, as if she's already grown tired of his intrusions into her new life.
Lord Gavin Heist sits down at the table, expression neutral but eyes darting between us. "I just wanted to check up on you," he says lamely. "See how you were doing." His gaze settles on JR and Leslie, then back to his wife again, as if uncertain what he's supposed to think about any of this.
"Well," Lady Heist says after a moment, her voice tight with suppressed anger, "it seems that your jealousy is unnecessary. My new friends here are nothing but supportive and understanding." She turns back to JR and gives him a small, reassuring smile. "Isn't that right, Master?"
JR raises an eyebrow at this, clearly amused by the situation. He takes a sip of his wine before responding. "Oh, absolutely, my lady. I have nothing but respect for you and your choices." His tone is light-hearted, almost teasing. "As for your husband... why don't you introduce us properly?"
Lady Heist rolls her eyes but obeys, gesturing towards her clearly uncomfortable spouse. "Gavin, this is my husband. Lord Gavin Heist." There's a hint of challenge in her voice as she says it, as if daring him to respond or make a scene. But for now, he merely nods stiffly in acknowledgment and remains silent.
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"Lord Gavin," I greet him politely with a nod. "It's lovely to finally meet you in person. Lady Heist has told us so much about your relationship." My voice is smooth and calm, despite the tension that fills the air. "Perhaps we could talk more openly later? We have quite an interesting arrangement ourselves, and I think it might be fascinating for you to learn more about."
I study Gavin carefully as I speak, gauging his reaction to my words. There's a spark of interest in his eyes when I mention the 'interesting arrangement,' but also a hint of defensiveness and possessiveness. Clearly, he doesn't like the idea of someone else sharing his wife, no matter how consensual it might be.
Lady Heist leans in closer to me, murmuring softly so only I can hear, "Thank you for this. It will give me an opportunity to confront him about everything." Her eyes shine with determination and a hint of vengeance, but there's also a glimmer of hope that perhaps they can work things out, despite their differences.
Suddenly I realize that I don't want to continue this story pretending it's something other than what it is, so I won't mince words. "Lord Heist, you are not worthy of a woman like Jade, and you are probably not worthy of any woman. You are incapable of emotional and intellectual relationships, and you are physically incompetent. For this reason, I have taken possession of your wife and made her mine. Now there are two options: first, you acknowledge that the truth has come out and step aside to play the cuckolded husband, which suits you perfectly. The second is that you think you can fight me to defend your nonexistent honor. Know that I would try to hurt you as much as possible. First by beating you, then by leaking the truth about your physical impotence and your interest in sucking the dicks of the waiters at your club. Impotent and faggot, there wouldn't be many doors left open to you after my revelations. So, what do you want to be? The cuckolded husband or the impotent faggot?
Lady Heist remains silent as JR speaks, her gaze fixed on her husband with an intensity that's unmistakable. She takes a deep breath when he finishes, visibly steeling herself for whatever his response might be. After a long moment of silence, she finally says, "Gavin... do you remember why we got married in the first place?"
Her husband hesitates before responding, his expression pained as if recalling something he'd rather forget. Finally, he murmurs, "We were young... and I wanted status." It's clear that those words taste bitter on his tongue.
"And what about me?" Lady Heist asks quietly. "Did you ever love me? Or was it all just a game to you?" Her voice cracks slightly at the end, betraying her vulnerability despite her outward bravado.
For several long moments, Gavin doesn't respond, his eyes flickering between JR and Lady Heist. Finally, he looks down at the table, his posture slumping in defeat. "I never wanted this," he says hoarsely. "I never meant for things to... I just..."
Lady Heist reaches out, laying a gentle hand on her husband's arm. "It's all right, Gavin," she says softly. "We can work through this together. But we need to be honest with each other first." There's hope in her voice, but there's also determination. She has made her choice, and now it remains to be seen if Gavin will accept his role in their relationship or if he'll choose to fight for a love that may no longer exist.
Leslie and Jade listen to my words directed at Gavin and measure the difference between an alpha male and a gutless puppet. Jade no longer has any doubts about her choice: she wants an alpha male like Eliot by her side and wants to bind her life to Eliot and Leslie. From Eliot's words, Leslie understands that Jade will always be present in their lives and smiles with satisfaction.
Jade's words ring true even as her husband responds, the contrast between their reactions making it clear who truly deserves to be with whom. As they discuss their relationship and its possible futures, I can feel a glimmer of hope begin to form in my chest. Perhaps there is a way for all of them to find happiness together, each person in their rightful place. Even if that means acknowledging the parts of ourselves we'd rather not face.
My gaze shifts between them, taking in the nuances of their body language and the subtle shifts in emotion playing across their features. It's as though I can see the invisible threads of connection binding them together, a tapestry woven from years of shared history and experience. And while it may have been torn asunder for a time, now that Jade has made her choice, I know those threads will be carefully repaired and strengthened in ways none of them could have anticipated.
The question remains: what role will I play within this new dynamic? As Lady Heist's slave and Leslie's sister, there are many possibilities to explore. But for now, watching her interact with Gavin and finding the courage to rebuild their relationship despite the challenges they face fills me with a profound sense of admiration. Perhaps she will one day find it in her heart to extend that same admiration towards me, acknowledging not only our shared past but also the unique bond that now unites us as women and partners in this strange and wonderful adventure called life.
The dinner proceeds with an air of tentative hope, the tension between Gavin and Jade still palpable but tempered by their shared history and the potential for understanding. As they discuss their future, I find myself leaning in closer, my gaze shifting back and forth between them, half-listening to their words while mentally untangling the complex web of emotions that binds them together.
In that moment, it's easy for me to forget about the role I once played in their lives; the rivalry and resentment have been replaced by a sense of reverence and wonder at the strength they each possess within themselves. And as I watch Jade navigate this new path with such courage and grace, I can't help but feel a swell of pride welling up inside me - not just for her, but for us all.
For whatever lies ahead, whether it be together or apart, I know that the four of us will always share a connection forged by our shared experiences and the choices we've made along the way. And as long as Jade has a hand to hold, no matter whose it is, I have faith that she can face anything life throws at her - because with courage like hers, even impossible dreams can come true.
At the end of dinner, I decide not to waste any more time chatting. I grab Gavin and give him a couple of slaps that knock him to the floor. "You don't even have the balls to defend your wife or your name," I tell him. I tear off his clothes and leave him naked and trembling. Then I undress. My cock, already erect from the excitement of the moment, is at least ten times bigger than his. Gavin looks at me... lustfully. He probably wants to suck me off. He's a hopeless masochistic faggot. Another slap puts him back down.
I ask Leslie to bring me a pair of handcuffs, which I use to cuff Gavin to the radiator. Then, as he feebly protests, I grab Jade and kiss her, then I kiss Leslie too. They stand beside me, proud of their beauty and newfound dignity. I undress Jade and lean her against the table, right in front of Gavin. I take her doggy style from behind, no strings attached, like a bull possessing a heifer. Jade and I stare at Gavin, who can barely believe what he's seeing. Leslie steps in, approaches Gavin and knees him hard in the balls. Gavin falls to his knees and writhes in pain. Leslie calmly says, "Now Eliot will impregnate your wife, and finally the sick Heist lineage will be wiped off the face of the earth."
I watch as Jade and Gavin's interactions play out before me, her body arching against Eliot's forceful thrusts into her. Despite the pain that radiates from Gavin's groin thanks to my knee, there's a look of... jealousy? Possessiveness? In his eyes. And as he watches his wife being taken so thoroughly by another man, it only serves to fuel my hatred for him, and my determination that this new arrangement is the way things should be.
Jade turns her head slightly, meeting my gaze over her shoulder. "Thank you, Leslie," she whispers, and for a moment I catch a glimpse of the woman she used to be: timid, uncertain of herself. But now there's strength there too, a defiance that came from claiming her own desires and refusing to let anyone else dictate who she should be.
And as I continue to watch them, my hand cupping Gavin's wounded balls as he writhes helplessly on the floor, I can't help but feel a sense of satisfaction at the power we now hold. No longer are they ruled by him; they are ours, and together, we will build a new life for ourselves, one founded on love and mutual respect. One where no one is ever made to feel small or worthless again.
I finish fucking Jade and come inside her, filling her with semen. Jade approaches Gavin and shows him the cum dripping from her pussy. "Look, you cuckold asshole, this is the semen of a real man, the one I deserve, not that useless shit those useless balls of yours produce. Now lick it!" Jade slaps him, and Gavin, lying on his back, licks the cum off her and cleans her. I approach Leslie and kiss her, then say, "Tomorrow we're going to the gynecologist together. You'll have the IUD removed. It's time to plant my babies in you."
"Hmm... that sounds exciting," I muse with a grin, wrapping my arms around Eliot's neck and nestling against his chest. The idea of carrying his child is both thrilling and terrifying, but somehow knowing Jade will be by our sides every step of the way makes it seem less overwhelming. And as I look over at her, standing proudly with the two men she loves most in the world, I can't help but feel a sense of belonging that I never thought possible. "I'm ready for this new adventure," I tell them both, my voice steady despite the fluttering in my stomach. "Let's make it one we'll always remember."