Total Surrender Part IV

As the sun began to fall at The Hampton house everyone started to gather in the main hall. It was obvious who the owners were. Most of them either wore S&M vinyl costumes like Mistress Elisha, or wore silk robes. They’re favorite submissives were either licking their feet or draped around their bodies.

We all sat on the thickly quilted floor as if about to see a performance. In fact that seemed to be the exact purpose.

Looking around the great hall I spotted Master Christopher’s grey hair. He was dressed in a pink robe with two of the prettiest slaves in the whole house draped around him.

When his eyes spotted mine he smiled and singled for me to sit with him. We cuddled on a large plush pillow with my back on his chest. He rested his hands on my thighs but didn’t touch my sex.

Sure enough there was a performance on stage as the youngest looking girl from the bus was brought in on her hands and knees.

Two eager male slaves mounted her on both ends and undulated her body back and forth, thrusting away. Midway they switched positions and both climaxed on her pretty face.

Then two more slaves were brought forward and the process was repeated again and again.

Even though her body was already covered in sperm, after all the male slaves were finished, slave girls carrying the milking jugs processed forward and drenched her in delicious white nectar.

Since the ceiling was fully mirrored I saw her exhausted body collapsed in a bath of sperm gasping and writhing in ecstasy.

Master Christopher’s hand moved from my thigh to my hand and he rubbed my palm.

Now it was bedtime. And all the owners headed for their respective suites with at least two or more lucky slaves in their arms. It looked like the only ones sleeping along tonight would be those poor girls downstairs.

Master Christopher never let go of my hand. The other two girls with us were busty blondes like me.

Master Christopher’s suite was as lavishly decorated as the rest of the house. In addition to his enormous round bed I noticed a large hot tub in the corner.

“Yvette, Christina? This is Stephanie. It’s her first night at The Hampton and I want her all to myself.”

Yvette and Christina stood calmly and together slipped off Master Christopher’s robe. Both naked we kissed passionately on the bed. His skilled and experienced tongue explored every inch of mine.

Then, I felt my legs being spread apart by Yvette and Christina. As Master Christopher and I made love they continued to guide and mold my body, knowing what positions pleased their master most.

I didn’t know what sex was until that night. Master Christopher’s thrusts forced me into oblivion. Now I understood why people truly moaned during sex. It wasn’t just for show. It was like he was forcing the sounds out of me. “I’m cumming. I’m cumming.” I writhed over and over again uncontrollably.

The girls melded my body into new positions I never imagined, let alone would have believed humanly possible.

As my breath shortened and my heart beat raced I tried my best to keep from blacking out from pleasure. When I eventually did lose consciousness I was awakened by the continuous pleasure of his skilled thrusts.

As hard as I tried at some point my body and mind were indeed overwhelmed and when I awoke the four of us were all cuddled together on the bed. There were no covers. And in the mirrored ceiling I could see the four of us naked. I slept to Master Christopher’s right, Yvette on his left, and Christina to my right.

I noticed sperm drying on my face and the reassured me Master Christopher was also sleeping contently.

…Stay tuned for part V coming quickly.