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Authors: Claire Fenton
Tags: United States, BDSM, Erotic Fiction, Short Stories (Single Author), Interracial, African American
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collar around his neck. His owner stood next to the table, greeting those who approached.
There was a hole in the bottom of the table, and the pet’s genitals hung down below it. Several women in fine dresses were down below, taking turns sucking from the dangling cock and giggling at the novelty. One woman’s arm rigorously pumped the cock until a stream of white seed spilled out onto the floor. All the ladies clapped appreciatively and patted the pet on his ass before leaving.
On a chaise lounge chair on a raised pedestal, four men were taking turns fucking a raven haired pet. They laid their tuxedo jackets on chairs and watched in silence as the man whose turn it was put her into various positions. Her grunts and moans carried through the room, her orgasmic cries bringing glances and grins as others watched.
A swishing sound brought my head around and I saw Maggie squatting next to me. She was busy servicing the man standing in front of her. Her eyes were closed, and I watched her deep throat him to the point of gasping, long stretches of saliva bridging from his cock to her mouth.
I could feel my pulse speeding up, my heart hammering in my chest. My chest grew warm as it flushed, and for a few moments the cinch and pressure of the corset returned as I breathed too fast. My mouth watered as I imagined the taste of that man, his smooth skin sliding over my tongue. Then that moment of ecstasy mixed with fear as his manhood slid down my throat, choking me in that most wonderful way.
She swallowed and looked over at me, her eyes going sharp for a second. Then they relaxed, and she took her master’s cock back in her mouth. He was a younger guy, and I presumed him to be DJ Blue. With steady practice, Maggie engulfed him in a single smooth motion. I could see the bulge of his uncircumcised cock in her throat. He withdrew himself, wiped her spit off his member, then put himself back in his pants.
“Gotta save something for you later,” he said, bending over to kiss her on the lips. He struck up small talk with the bartender.
“Did you enjoy the show?” Maggie said, wiping her mouth.
“I, well…yes,” I said. I couldn’t deny that watching her had gotten me excited. My pussy lips were super sensitive, the soft kisses from the tail tassels driving me mad with every movement of my hips. I needed relief but I feared it was still a ways off.
“So what do you think of the party?” she said, pulling a tiny mirror from her outfit to check her hair.
“It’s something, alright. It’s like that Tom Cruise movie!” I said scandalously.
“Don’t be ridiculous. There was way more gay stuff in Top Gun,” she said, grinning.
A man in a formal Victorian butler outfit walked into the room. His over coat was dark red with long tails. His white hair stuck out around his blue feathered bird mask. “Ladies and Gentlemen, may I have your attention please? We’ll be coming together in the main ballroom in fifteen minutes for the big event.” He bowed and walked out.
A man walked from a small table to help the Latina from the cage, then walked his pet out of the room. The four men on the chaise lounge zipped up and helped the girl up, one of them steadying her walk to the bathroom to freshen up. All around the room, cocks were being put into pants and panties were being pulled back into place. Women checked their hair and makeup, men adjusted their bowties. Pets straightened their hair and adjusted their collars.
Mr. Stannis finished his drink. He leaned down to whisper in my ear. “It’s time. I’m not going to ask if you’re ready, because you obviously are.”
I tried to keep myself calm as I heard his words. I was wired up on sexual tension and unrelieved need.
“You’ve come so far, I’m so proud of you,” he said, bending further down to press his lips to mine.
I kissed him back fiercely. I dove my tongue into his mouth, tasting his heady mix of expensive scotch and
There was a hole in the bottom of the table, and the pet’s genitals hung down below it. Several women in fine dresses were down below, taking turns sucking from the dangling cock and giggling at the novelty. One woman’s arm rigorously pumped the cock until a stream of white seed spilled out onto the floor. All the ladies clapped appreciatively and patted the pet on his ass before leaving.
On a chaise lounge chair on a raised pedestal, four men were taking turns fucking a raven haired pet. They laid their tuxedo jackets on chairs and watched in silence as the man whose turn it was put her into various positions. Her grunts and moans carried through the room, her orgasmic cries bringing glances and grins as others watched.
A swishing sound brought my head around and I saw Maggie squatting next to me. She was busy servicing the man standing in front of her. Her eyes were closed, and I watched her deep throat him to the point of gasping, long stretches of saliva bridging from his cock to her mouth.
I could feel my pulse speeding up, my heart hammering in my chest. My chest grew warm as it flushed, and for a few moments the cinch and pressure of the corset returned as I breathed too fast. My mouth watered as I imagined the taste of that man, his smooth skin sliding over my tongue. Then that moment of ecstasy mixed with fear as his manhood slid down my throat, choking me in that most wonderful way.
She swallowed and looked over at me, her eyes going sharp for a second. Then they relaxed, and she took her master’s cock back in her mouth. He was a younger guy, and I presumed him to be DJ Blue. With steady practice, Maggie engulfed him in a single smooth motion. I could see the bulge of his uncircumcised cock in her throat. He withdrew himself, wiped her spit off his member, then put himself back in his pants.
“Gotta save something for you later,” he said, bending over to kiss her on the lips. He struck up small talk with the bartender.
“Did you enjoy the show?” Maggie said, wiping her mouth.
“I, well…yes,” I said. I couldn’t deny that watching her had gotten me excited. My pussy lips were super sensitive, the soft kisses from the tail tassels driving me mad with every movement of my hips. I needed relief but I feared it was still a ways off.
“So what do you think of the party?” she said, pulling a tiny mirror from her outfit to check her hair.
“It’s something, alright. It’s like that Tom Cruise movie!” I said scandalously.
“Don’t be ridiculous. There was way more gay stuff in Top Gun,” she said, grinning.
A man in a formal Victorian butler outfit walked into the room. His over coat was dark red with long tails. His white hair stuck out around his blue feathered bird mask. “Ladies and Gentlemen, may I have your attention please? We’ll be coming together in the main ballroom in fifteen minutes for the big event.” He bowed and walked out.
A man walked from a small table to help the Latina from the cage, then walked his pet out of the room. The four men on the chaise lounge zipped up and helped the girl up, one of them steadying her walk to the bathroom to freshen up. All around the room, cocks were being put into pants and panties were being pulled back into place. Women checked their hair and makeup, men adjusted their bowties. Pets straightened their hair and adjusted their collars.
Mr. Stannis finished his drink. He leaned down to whisper in my ear. “It’s time. I’m not going to ask if you’re ready, because you obviously are.”
I tried to keep myself calm as I heard his words. I was wired up on sexual tension and unrelieved need.
“You’ve come so far, I’m so proud of you,” he said, bending further down to press his lips to mine.
I kissed him back fiercely. I dove my tongue into his mouth, tasting his heady mix of expensive scotch and
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