EuroTrip XXX - Chapter 8 - Naomi's new Master

EuroTrip XXX - Chapter 8 - Naomi's new Master

After relaxing into her seat Naomi suddenly realised she had no idea where they were going. Natalie had not told the driver where to go but he seemed to be driving purposefully anyway.

“Where are we going Natalie?”

“Don’t worry I know a safe place for us to go. I have friends there.”

Natalie leant forward and gave the driver an address. He nodded and carried on driving in the same direction. It seemed that he had luckily chosen to drive in the right direction all on his own.

The taxi drove away from the centre of Paris. Naomi looked out of the window at all the historic buildings, and then lost interest a little when they passed into the suburbs. Suddenly she felt tired, exhausted from the tension of planning and then implementing the escape. She drifted off, dozing with her head on Natalie’s shoulder. When she awoke again she realised she must have been snoozing for some time as it was late afternoon and they were now out in the countryside. Tall trees lined the roads and fields stretched away as far as the eye could see.

“Where are we Natalie? How are you going to pay for the taxi? We have come so far.”

“Don’t worry. I told you, we are going to my friend’s place. We will be there soon and he will pay.”

Not much further down the road the taxi took a left turn and drove up a much narrower, single lane, straight road. In the distance a grand house could be seen, with a high wall around it. The taxi stopped outside its intimidating gates until, after a short moment, they shuddered and then glided open electronically. Naomi noted that the house was so grand and the walls so high that it was like being allowed entrance to a castle.

The taxi swept round the drive in front of the entrance to the house before coming to a halt. Natalie thanked the driver and got out. Naomi followed, wondering still how the taxi driver was to be paid, but no sooner had she shut the door behind her than the driver was off. Natalie took Naomi by the hand and led her to the front door, which was tall, wooden, and with large glass panels so that they could see through to the opulence within. They were expected it seemed as a man in a servants uniform appeared and opened the door without them having to ring or knock. Inside Natalie seemed to know where she was going and she led Naomi to the left of the hallway.

Entering the room Naomi could not help but look around and admire the beauty of its décor. The room had high ceilings, a chandelier, paintings, heavy velvet curtains, and finely carved wooden furniture. Whomever this place belonged too certainly had a penny or two.

Sitting behind a desk in the middle of the room was a well-dressed man. He stood to receive the two women. Natalie greeted him and he gave her a kiss on both cheeks, and a pat on her ass.

“Welcome Natalie! And thank you for doing a good job. Now what have we here?” the man said, looking Naomi up and down.

“Your consignment Anton, delivered as you ordered,” said Natalie. Naomi was now confused.

“And you had no trouble?” asked Anton, before carrying on, not really expecting an answer. “Naomi, my dear, it is so good to have you here at last. I suspect you are very confused and wondering how I know your name. Don’t worry yourself, just know that when I came to see you at David’s place I found you quite delectable and decided I must have you. It was all arranged you see. David softened you up and then arranged for our little liaison, making sure you were restrained for me to enjoy your delicious flesh without you knowing who your lover was. You see I might not have wanted you after all, but how could I turn down the opportunity to possess something so exquisite.”

Naomi was just beginning now to start to put the pieces together.

“Now you are here, whisked away from my friend David. But you are wondering, if David is my friend and it was all arranged, why did you have to escape only to be brought here. That I am afraid is all down to my friends and the games they like to play. David, Nicholas, Natalie, they are all friends of mine and they do so like to play at kidnappers, perverts, and in Natalie’s case, slutty lesbians who take advantage or young women like yourself. Besides making you think you were escaping was a far easier way of getting you here without all the trouble of tying you up, drugging you and hiding you in the boot of a car. No?”

Natalie was grinning at Naomi at this point.

“Naomi, I am sorry my darling, I just couldn’t help myself. You are just too gorgeous, too willing. And it was such a fun game to play.”

“Yes, well thank you Natalie, you have had your enjoyment, it is my time to play,” said Anton, shooing Natalie away with the wave of his hand.

“Ha, ha, Anton! OK, I am away. Let me know when we can all play again won’t you?”

With that Natalie sauntered out of the room in her high heels, smiling back at Naomi knowingly as she closed the door and disappeared. Naomi though was just too bewildered to give back any sort of reaction. She was still trying to mentally process what she had just been told and what might happen next.

“Now, Naomi, let me explain to you your situation here. You have seen the walls and the gates. You will understand that escape is quite impossible and you should know there are dogs patrolling the grounds at night. You are mine now and will do as I say. In exchange you will be well looked after here. You will not be kept locked away in some secret part of the house but will be free to roam, with all your food provided. You will live in comfort as long as you are obedient. Do you understand?”

Naomi nodded timidly. There was little she could say or do as she was once again a helpless captive.

“But you must have some purpose here besides satisfying my desires or else the Mistress of the house will be upset. So let us start by getting you out of those ill-fitting clothes.”

Anton approached Naomi and began to undo the buttons on her jacket. When they were undone and the jacket was open at the front Anton could not resist gently running his hands over Naomi’s breasts, teasing her nipples with his fingers, before he took the jacket off her and put it to one side. Then he turned his attention to the button and fly of the trousers. When he had dealt with those he let the trousers slip from Naomi’s hips to the floor. Then, before she could step out of them, Anton moved in close and cupped her pussy with one hand. His middle finger pressed at her slit until her lips had enveloped it and the tip felt the moistness from her vagina. He kissed her tenderly and Naomi felt a tingle as involuntarily more of her juices began to flow.

Anton stood back to admire his possession. He made her step out of the trousers and pose for him. Suddenly there was quiet knock at the door. Anton called for the person on the other side to enter. It was the servant who had first let Naomi and Natalie into the house. Quietly he came across the carpet to Naomi and Anton. Naomi felt self-conscious suddenly and her hand fell to crotch to cover herself. The servant maintained an air of indifference but still Naomi felt his eyes upon her.

In his hands he carried the maid uniform that she was expected to wear. Anton dismissed the servant and instructed Naomi to dress; first the stockings, which were black and sheer, then the black high heel shoes, then the black dress. There were no knickers, even though the dress was quite short, nor any bra, but then the dress was so tightly fitting that it was not needed. Naomi noticed that it pushed her boobs together to exaggerate her cleavage, which was well displayed by the deeply plunging neck line. No doubt as Anton designed every jiggle of her lovely breasts was exposed to his lusty gaze. Finally Anton gave Naomi two hair slides and instructed her to use them to lift her long hair away at the front so he could better see her slender, delicate neck.

“You will notice my dear that there are no knickers for you to wear. I prefer it that way as I may have use for you on occasion and I would not want to be impeded,” said Anton with a wicked smile.

“Do not let the Mistress of the house see that you are without panties though. She will label you a brazen slut and have you punished, you can be sure!”

“Now let me take you on a tour of the house and I will explain to you your duties.”

Anton led Naomi about the house, room to room, explaining what cleaning was expected. It was mainly light housework and she would also be responsible for changing the beds twice a week. Every now and again Anton found an opportunity to put a hand on Naomi’s waist, or her bare ass, or to stroke her thigh. This kept Naomi, who was still moist after Anton groped her in his study, in a constant state of arousal but without any resolution. It seemed Anton was enjoying teasing her and keeping her wet.

Finally they came to the kitchen. Anton explained where everything was so that she would be able to fetch any snack or drink he might want. When he had finished explaining this he got a bottle of champagne from the fridge.

“Open that Naomi and bring it together with two glasses to the garden, I will be waiting there for you.”

Presently Naomi put the bottle and two glasses onto a silver tray and left the kitchen by the back door. A short flight of stone steps led down to a vast lawn, surrounded by high hedges, and at the far end what appeared to be a hedge maze of some considerable size. The sun was beginning to set and so Naomi trod carefully down the stairs with her tray to be sure of her footing in the lengthening shadow of the house. Then she made her way out to the middle of the lawn where Anton sat at a garden table made of marble and wrought iron. Standing either side of him were two very tall, very handsome black men. Naomi surmised that they looked after the grounds as they were dressed for the outdoors in loose fitting white t-shirts and green work trousers, which had lots of pockets bulging with whatever they needed handy.

As Naomi put the tray down on the table and poured a glass for Anton at his bidding neither he nor the two black men said anything. When Anton had sipped some champagne and returned his glass to the table he began to speak.

“Now it is time for the fun to begin. But it is important you learn Naomi that I am truly your Master. This means that you must do as I say and be obedient. You must understand that you are here to satisfy my needs and desires, and any satisfaction you take from the games we play is because I allow it.”

When Naomi had nodded to show she understood him Anton turned to the two black men.

“You know my instructions. You will strip her and let her run into the maze. At my signal you will follow. You will find her and may have your way with her. But do not cum inside her, that is my privilege, and do not let her cum, as that is also to remain my power over her.”

It took but a moment to unzip and take off the maid’s dress that Naomi wore. She was left standing there on the lawn, naked, save for her stockings and high heels. For a moment she did not know quite what to do with herself as she was utterly bewildered by the events of the last few hours and what Anton had said to her. However all three men were now staring at her expectantly, and without any other thought in her head about how she could change her situation, she simply turned on her heels and began to run. The three men smiled as they watched her naked flesh jiggle with every step. They lusted after her bare ass which was a gorgeous peach amongst the green of the garden.

The entrance to the maze was about fifty yards away so it was not long before Naomi was entering leafy corridors. The green walls that surrounded her were very high and it was gloomy now inside the maze as the sun would soon set. Naomi pressed on deep into the maze, darting this way and that at each junction, randomly choosing her direction until she assessed she was somewhere near the middle. Here she stopped, panting, trying not to move her feet in the gravel beneath for fear of giving herself away. The sweat on her brow cooled as she caught her breath back. She waited, listening for the black men who followed.

The waiting seemed to go on for ever. She was hiding from the pursuing gardeners but knew she would eventually be caught as that was the purpose of the game. Still her heart fluttered and her pulse raced as if there was yet still some chance of escape. Naomi peered round the corner to see if one of the men was coming. She could hear in the distance the sound of gravel crunching under foot. They were still looking for her, or so she thought, for suddenly a hand reached from behind her and covered her mouth, while another hand grabbed her round the waist.

Naomi let out a little involuntary cry but then gave herself up to her captor. There had been no hope of escape and now she must play the game that Anton had wanted. So when the man who had caught her was sure she would not resist anymore he let her go. Naomi turned to face him. He was already unzipping his fly and reaching inside for his cock. When he got it out Naomi noted how he had to pull it through the opening in his trousers as it was quite prodigious. The man held it out to her. Naomi stared at its dark, veiny thickness, and the juicy pink head. She had never seen a cock that big in the flesh. She wanted to touch it and so delicately her fingers wrapped around it and stroked it. Then she wanted to taste it and so she bent down to take the whole swelling head into her mouth. Then she began to suck on it, letting her tongue massage the underside rhythmically. In no time at all she tasted a salty bead if pre-cum ooze from the tip and so she sucked harder. She could not help herself now and her fingers reached for her moistening cunt as she imagined this huge dick entering her for the first time.

As Naomi continued to suck on the first black man’s throbbing cock the second one arrived. First she heard the crunching gravel behind her as he ran up, then from the corner of her eye she saw him getting his penis out to stroke it. It too was as large as the first man’s and Naomi knew what he intended to do with it so she parted her legs a little and rubbed herself it little more vigorously to make sure she was fully lubricated to receive it. But this was unnecessary as already her juices were copious just imagining being taken by these two black studs.

The second man was in a short moment hard and pressing his cock at Naomi’s fuck hole. He took her by the waist, both giant hands wrapping around her body so that the fingertips were practically touching one another. Then he lunged forward. Naomi gasped, her mouth full of cock, as the second man’s huge cock stretched her pussy wide. Then the fucking began, hard and fast. Naomi could feel herself building to an extremely explosive orgasm and she sucked and fucked enthusiastically with that goal in mind. But just at the point of no return the man fucking her withdrew. Her stretched hole remained gaping and her pussy juices began to cool on her lips. Naomi was frustrated and stood up to frown at the man but he only smiled back at her. She remembered then Anton’s instructions and gave out a groan.

But the two black men were not finished with her. Now the man who had been fucking her pussy lifted her up in his arms so that they formed a sort of high chair that she sat in. She could feel his hard, warm cock pressed into her back, and then she felt the tip poking at her asshole as he lifted her up further to position it there. As he relaxed his arms again his cock slipped into her asshole easy, still lubricated with her pussy juices. Naomi gasped and almost came there and then but the man was sure to remain still not forgetting his instructions from Anton. Gently then he moved his arms so that Naomi’s legs were spread wide and her still gaping pussy was offered up to the other man.

He wasted no time and stepped forward to enter Naomi. Now then she felt both holes filled with the biggest cocks she had ever had and they were fucking her good. She began to groan deeply, building, building, building to her climax, but every time she got close the two men slowed down to frustrate her. Soon though they got themselves to the point where they needed their own release and so they slipped out of Naomi’s ravaged holes and let her down to her knees. The gravel pressed into her flesh uncomfortably so she got up to squat, but the two men would not let her stand. Instead one opened her mouth using his thumb on her chin to persuade it open. Then, standing either side of her, they each put their cock in her hands. Naomi understood what they expected and purposefully began to stroke them in unison. She braced herself but did not have to wait long for their cum to fly. It came in huge spurts that splattered her chin and her breasts. Some splashed her tongue but only enough to give her a little taste of their very masculine spunk. Still Naomi was frustrated and her pussy ached with the need to be satiated.

When the two black men were satisfied they stood Naomi up and helped her clean up, using their great big gardener’s hands to roughly wipe the cum from her face and tits. Then they led her back out of the maze. Emerging on to the lawn the two black men, each holding Naomi by the arm, hurried her across the grass to Anton.

“Well?” enquired Anton. “Did you all follow my instructions?”

The two black men nodded. Naomi squirmed in her place, her pussy still aching for release.

“I can see Naomi that my two friends here have frustrated you a little. Are you very desperate to cum? I am sure you are, but remember it is me who has the power to give you what you desire or not as it pleases me. Luckily for you I do desire this evening. Come, sit up on this table.”

Anton dismissed the gardeners and then took out his cock while Naomi sat up on the marble table top and spread her legs. The stone felt cold against her bottom but her pussy was on fire, sticky and wet. She could smell the scent of her arousal strongly and she bit her lip in desperation for Anton’s cock. Quickly he obliged and slid his hard cock into her cunt. It was not as big as the black cocks that had been inside her but all the same it felt so good. Her vagina was alive with desire and wet with anticipation.

Anton fucked her slowly at first but slowly built his pace. Soon, as Naomi lay back, he had the whole table shuddering with the force of his fucking. Naomi could feel her climax approaching. She arched her back and clenched at his cock with her cunt but just as the moment was almost upon her Anton pulled out and left his cock resting on her clit. He reached forward and took hold of Naomi’s chin.

“Not yet, not until I say!”

Then Anton playfully slapped Naomi’s left breast so he caught the nipple with his fingertips. It did not hurt so much as shock Naomi and she gave a little gasp. Anton in the meantime had slipped back inside her and began fucking her again. After a minute or so Naomi was once again close to cumming. But Anton sensed this and pulled out just before she went over edge. He looked at her sternly and then slapped her breast again before once again applying his throbbing member to its work in her sopping wet cunt.

Again and again he repeated his teasing until Naomi was almost delirious. She began to beg him. She was desperate. And so finally he let her cum. After being brought to the edge so many times her orgasm was especially powerful. Naomi closed her eyes and gave into it completely, shuddering against Anton’s cock long and hard. In the middle of it Anton came too. She could fell his spunk flooding her cunt, spurt after spurt. And then she was done. Naomi collapsed back on the table and Anton slipped out of her pussy. A river of cum ran out of her and dripped to the ground as the sweat that glistened on her entire body cooled in the evening air.

“Tomorrow I will introduce you to the Mistress of the house,” said Anton, putting his cock away, and turning to walk back to the house. “Get dressed, clean yourself up. Make yourself presentable. And not a word to the Mistress about all this.”

 

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