2 loving girls for You Master

He patted my bottom firmly as I went past. The firmness of his hand through my silks so exciting, and so not to be kept waiting.

“Slave?”

His voice was firm but not harsh.

I flushed & turned to face him, my the innate subservience and deference of my posture lifting my breasts swelling my cleavage in my tight sheer silk slip sweetly to his eyes. Keeping my eyes below his waist lowered submissively. I jiggled my breasts prettily, lifting my belled nipples for him, parting my bright glossy lips in a pretty heart shaped pout for him. Parted sweetly, panting just a little  inviting for his oral pleasure.  

I so wanted him to see me for his pleasure rather than in terms of punishment, for his displeasure. The masters are so deliciously strict here, a girl feels so vulnerable, aroused and apprehensive, subjugated  to his desires and whims. Feeling so feminine under such stern male domination.

“Yes Master, how may emily please you Master?” I whispered obediently.

The girl between his legs looked up meeting my eyes. She was performing fellatio lovingly. Her eyes were wide and deeply dilated. She was blonde like me, an imported slave like me. Our blue eyes met framed by mascara, just a hint of a tear welling in hers. I could see the vestiges of shame & embarrassment in her eyes. & also how thrilled & contented we both were to be women where the men are so utterly masterful. My own eyes slightly tearful as I looked down at her, both of our cheeks burning flushing scarlet.  He would enjoy watching this, the men here know us, know our secret hidden desires so well. So much better than we do. Especially those of us who once dared, presumed to imagine ourselves as equal to a truly liberated man. & have now been put in our place, with the aid of the stern leather of the whip. kneeling lovely and obediently at his feet.  

He was guiding her head, his hand in her hair at the nape of her neck slowly but deeply pushing into her lips.

“Fetch me more wine emily, adele is otherwise engaged.” He said pulling her more deeply onto him.

Her eyes widened, I saw her soft rounded thighs squirming, with desire. As my own thighs grew hot and wet.

“Yes Master, at once Master, thank you Master.” I simpered, blushing looking down at adele.

“Good girl emily” He said patting my bottom again.

I nearly sank to my knees there & then.

“Yes Master, thank you Master.” I gasped hotly.

“& hurry girl, I am thirsty tonight.”

“Yes Master, thank you Master.”

I hurried back with his wine, kneeling gracefully & quickly beside adele. Rolling his cup between my breasts sweetly, kissing the rim tenderly, with trembling lips. Kissing his cup lovingly & lifting it up to him in both hands. He took the wine without regard. I was only a slavegirl, to serve and obey obsequiously. Then looking down at me he parted his legs a little wider and gestured for me to come closer.

“Come & join adele, emily.”

“Yes Master, thank you Master.”

My head was swimming with desire, so happy and flattered to be chosen. I crawled forward between his knees, close with adele kissing and licking at his shaft, and frenulum as adele sucked his large naturally circumcised glans. He was very hard & swollen, very powerful & straight, as the men are here. 12” is quite normal here. His powerful veins were hard corded beneath my soft lips and loving tongue. Our eyes met again as we both lovingly kissed and sucked now at his glans, our lips meeting so sensuously as we kissed and loved our master. Then rubbing our breasts together on his shaft, moaning hotly. Our hard swollen nipples chaffing at each other through the thin slippery silk of our pleasure silks. He was holding both of us now at the nape of the neck, entangled in our golden hair, pressing or lips together on him. As we massaged his head into our eager lips with our soft heaving breasts. Then he started to press deep into my lips, into my throat, while adele kissed him lovingly. Then her, then me again. I was lost to him. Loving him, pleasing him with her. Completely unaware of the tavern around us, totally lost in his & only his pleasure.

Slightly painfully I felt his fist clench in my hair an instant before he exploded thickly in my mouth. I briefly felt a pang of sympathy for adele, but so happy he had chosen to cum first inside me. Pumping strongly he filled my mouth, then withdrew leisurely, spraying thick spasmodic streams of cum into my face, gushing and spurting all over my heaving breasts. Then over adele’s face and body. Before he pushed himself deeply & forcefully, urgently into her mouth. Quickly filled her and withdrawing & continued pumping strongly into our faces. The men here, are so virile &  come so strongly & powerfully. Thick sticky streams of potency. He pushed back into my lips to fill me a little more with his last surges. Then some more for adele. We waited kneeling with our mouths full, slightly choking, gagging on his thick warm lust, looking at each other sticky faces.

In no hurry he took a gulp of his wine.

“You may swallow girls” He said quite languidly, enjoying the after throes of his orgasm.

“Thank you Master.” We whimpered in unison through sticky lips.

He handed me his empty cup I rose quickly to fetch him a fresh drink. While adele fetched a bowl of scented water & silk towels to clean him. We lifted the wine to him together with both hands. As he drank we licked & towelled him clean lovingly. As is normal we were not permitted to clean ourselves. The masters like to see us sticky & soiled with their pleasure.

When we were done he lifted our chins, and looked down into our eyes. We looked up, our faces and bodies sticky with the ejaculation of his lust.

“It pleases me to see two blondes so well used kneeling at my feet.”

“Thank you Master, we love you Master.”

“Touch each other, for me girls”

We both reddened deeply with embarrassment, as he intended and fully enjoyed, but we obeyed without hesitation. Imported girls like us, are often very shamed by public displays of our intimate needs. And the men particularly enjoyed watching our discomfort, at being made to masturbate in public at their feet, especially with another girl. Similarly they enjoy a girls coerced public fellatio. Or in my case & many other girls anal sex. We obey immediately, fearfully & shamed, yet so deliciously humiliated and thrilled, by our masters dominance and power. They know & exploit us so well for their pleasure.

I pushed my fingers into adele’s sticky hot panties, as I felt her fingers probe my molten thighs. She was so warm and wet I could barely feel her apart from the hard rigid excited nub of her clitoris. I knew I would feel the same if not more so for her, as we both clung to each other in such joyful humiliation.

He kept our eyes in his as we sobbed & moaned with arousal, in rapture, on our knees before him. Our soft sweet curves pressing & straining at each other, bodies burning, throbbing with desire. Aching to be taken to the alcoves and in his arms. Under his command. Yielding to him totally. I could feel her, joined intimately to her, as we approached climax. As if our very innermost intimate cores were melted together joined, as we ached to cum to him. He watched us smiling, drinking his wine.

Then he stopped another passing girl & instructed her to fetch him a fresh wine. as she returned he stopped us on the very brink of orgasm. We looked up lost in his eyes so wet & needy for him. He patted the girl with the wine on the bottom as he took his wine, dismissing her.

He looked down into our eyes so wet with love for him.

“You may go now girls.”

Adele & I  looked up in tears together , so desperate for him.

“Yes Master, thank you Master, we love you Master, thank you for  enjoying our intimate loving service, permitting us to please you Master.”

We were both crying, with emotion & need for him. This pleased him too.

He patted adele’s bottom as we both rose unsteadily on weak knees.  

“Good girls”

“Thank you Master, we love you Master.” We could barely speak.

How strong & wonderful they are.

He slapped my bottom.

"Good girl emily"

"Thank you, sweet Master, thank you for being our Master, emily loves you Master." 

I whimpered, throatily, barely able to speak, nearly choking with desire. Then we rushed back to the slave area. together hand in hand Adele & I knelt together tearfully, looking into each others eyes, still holding each others sticky hands. She kissed me softly.

“adele loves you emily.”

I returned her soft kiss lovingly.

“& emily loves you too slave sister adele.”

We leaned into each other weeping softly. Hoping he would be watching enjoying the sight. More likely than not he wouldn’t be, more likely watching the dancing slavegirls, chained to the dancing phallus shaped poles or enjoying a tale or joke with one of the other men. We had been enjoyed & dismissed.

There were 3 other tearful apprehensive girls in the slave area, anxiously waiting to be chosen again. Equally & evidently as well used  as we, kneeling prettily and obediently. Waiting for the next click of the fingers.

From the alcoves we could already hear the sounds, the cries of rapture and submission.

It was a hot busy night, we wouldn’t wait long.