Marie

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Marie's Masters

(Holly Cartwright)


The Master removed his jacket and rolled up his sleeves

 

The Master removed his jacket and rolled up his sleeves. He took the riding crop from Mrs Ryder and walked in front of the girls. As he did so he rubbed the leather end over their swollen pussy lips and inspected the whip for wetness. When he had inspected Marie he raised the whip to his face and breathed in her scent. His eyes closed and he seemed to be enjoying the smell of her arousal. The thought of him smelling her pussy juices made Marie want to fuck him all day and all night.

 

"Would you get me erect please Mrs Ryder," the Master said as casually as if her were ordering his morning coffee.

 

"Yes, Master." Mrs Ryder then settled to her knees in front of him.

 

Pulling his length from out of his trousers she set to stroking her hand over it and kissing and licking over its head. She did this slowly and sensuously but clearly with amazing skill for within less than a minute the Master's cock stood upright and as hard as stone.

 

Marie looked at it in awe. It was a huge erection but beautifully proportioned. In her head she was pleading for him to take her, to push that huge dick insider her. She wanted it so much she could feel the pulsing of her pussy.

 

Mrs Ryder stood up from her task. Receiving a signal from the Master she walked over to the first girl against the wall and roughly pulled her by the waist so that her bottom stuck out and her sore flesh was on display.

 

Without any preliminaries the Master walked up behind this young girl and pushed his big, thick erection up inside her tight hole. The girl screamed out, the sudden invasion of this monstrous cock causing her to erupt in agony. She thrashed around as much as her restraints, and the Master's tight grip, would allow. Even the Master was suffering slightly from the tight fit of his length in her cunt. The grimace on his face soon turned to a look of satisfaction.

 

"Yes, you felt that, didn't you? You little creaming whore." He gripped her hair and pulled her hair back as he pushed into her.

 

Marie watched jealously as the Master worked in and out of the girl's sore hole in a slow, rhythmic movement. The girl was clearly in great pain. Tears were running down her face and she was breathing only in hysterical whimpers and gasps. The Master was working her like a maestro, testing this girl like a musical instrument. He had the look of intense concentration on his face. He was testing the girl, judging how good she was at submitting to and pleasing a man.

 

"Strike her breasts Mrs Ryder. Firmly," he said as he continued to work his cock into the girl.

 

Mrs Ryder obliged and struck the girl with six good lashes across her young breasts. A terrible shriek came from the girl.

 

The Master thrust up into the girl harder and faster.

 

"Again," he shouted. Mrs Ryder applied six more brutal lashes of the riding whip across the girl's breasts. They were showing clear red lines criss-crossing their pale flesh.

 

The girl was wailing in pain now. Marie winced half in sympathy and half in envy for the girl's suffering. She could feel her own juices trickling down the inside of her thigh, her pussy wet and wanting punishment.

 

The Master was pumping into the girl with great vigour now, his thick cock plunging her depths. The girl had changed from screams of pain to a low, animal grunting like someone lost in the pleasures of carnal sex. Marie could sense it. The girl was building up to come.

 

"Clamp her," the Master ordered. "Quickly."

 

Mrs Ryder rushed to attach metal clamps to the girl's nipples and then to the girl's swollen clitoris. Such was her excitement that she let out only the faintest whimper before being lost again in the maelstrom of arousal around her.

 

"Yes, that's it. Give in to it," the Master uttered almost in a whisper. He then started to fuck her harder still so that he was pounding her like a machine.

 

She gave in. Tossing her head around wildly the girl let out a volley of expletives, her breathing erratic, her face as red as her burning tits.

 

"Oh fuck. Oh fuck, oh yes. Thank you. Fuck me. Fuck me. Oh, fuck, yes."

 

She went silent. Her breath was held and her face contorted. Her eyes were tight shut. Then, with an exclamation of raw, sensual exhilaration her body released all of its tension with a gush of pussy fluid running down her legs, coating the Master's length. After a few seconds of muscle twitching ecstasy she fell completely limp, held off the floor only by her bound wrists.

 

"Leave her bound, Mrs Ryder." The Master then withdrew his glistening cock from her quivering hole.

 

He stepped back and turned his attention to the second girl. Deep in thought he approached her and pushed a finger up between her thighs. He felt inside her as though checking her state of arousal and the size of her entrance.

 

Marie was becoming impatient. She wanted only one thing and that was to be fucked into oblivion like the first girl had been. There were no other thoughts or desires within her.