EuroTrip XXX - Chapter 9 - Pleasing Mistress

EuroTrip XXX - Chapter 9 - Pleasing Mistress

The next morning Naomi was called to Anton’s study. There she found him sitting at his desk, and perched on one end was a woman who she presumed to be the Mistress of the house. Naomi looked at the woman, who was quite striking. She had dark hair, cut short. Her skin was pale and her lips were painted a dark, cherry red. Considering she was at home and it was her home and still quite early in the morning she was quite glamorously dressed, as if she was about to go out to a show or a restaurant in town. The dress she wore had a deep, plunging neck line, and there were splits at sides that revealed her milky white thighs.

Presently the Mistress stood up and came over to inspect Naomi. She looked very severe as she strutted around Naomi in her high heels.

“Very pretty Anton,” said the Mistress to her husband. “She will not be displeasing to the eye about the place, but is she a good worker? I think you better leave her with me and we will see how she does!”

With that Anton smiled, and then rose from his chair and left the room. The Mistress handed Naomi a duster and indicated that she was to start in this room and dust down the furniture, especially the book shelves. So Naomi set to work. For a short while the Mistress followed her as she went keeping an eye on how thoroughly she was doing her job. Once she was satisfied that Naomi was meeting her standards she drifted away to the French window that looked out on the garden. She stood there wistfully looking out.

“I think I am going to have to keep you close to me my dear,” said the Mistress suddenly. “Anton is quite the naughty boy and I don’t want any of that going on.”

Naomi did not say anything. A little flutter of nervousness swept over her knowing that “any of that” had already happened in the garden yesterday evening. But the Mistress did not add any further comment to her initial observation and so Naomi was able to relax again as she continued her dusting.

After a few more minutes she was ready to begin to start dusting the book shelves. The lower shelves were easy enough but when it came time to dust the upper shelves she had to make use of the wooden step ladder purpose built to go with the shelving. She ascended it and began dusting, stretching to the left or right to reach far away books without having to descend the ladder and reposition it all the time.

The Mistress observed Naomi’s laziness and tutted. She came over to steady the bottom of the ladder, for fear of Naomi “taking a tumble”, she said. Looking up though she suddenly observed that Naomi was completely naked underneath her maid’s uniform. She expressed surprise and shock at the sight of Nomi’s shaved pussy, and its dark, fleshy labia with their delicate folds protruding from within.

“Get down at once!” barked the Mistress. “You are really quite disgraceful.”

When Naomi stepped off the final step of the ladder the Mistress spun her round to face her. Then with a severe look on her face the Mistress asked Naomi what she had to say for herself. But Naomi was a little bewildered as to what had upset her Mistress so much. She had quite forgotten that she did not have any knickers on as she had been quite in the habit of going about naked underneath long before she had found herself prisoner of Anton and his wife. Looking up at her Mistress and the glower on her face it slowly began to dawn on Naomi what indelicate sight she had presented up there on the ladder. Too late though, for now her Mistress had lost her patience with Naomi’s slowness to respond and flicking her hand at the hem of skirt she ordered Naomi to raise it up. Naomi timidly obeyed, but slowly, knowing that there would be nothing to be seen beneath.

When Naomi’s delicious slit was exposed she fancied she saw a twinkle in the Mistress’ eye but only for a moment before she briskly slapped Naomi across the thigh to punish her for her indecency. Then the interrogation began as to why Naomi had forgotten to wear any panties. But no answer could be given to the Mistress as the Master had instructed Naomi to dress that way and made it clear that she should not give anything away to the Mistress. Anyway what good would it do to tell the Mistress the truth as surely that would only make her even angrier. So Naomi stood there looking down at the carpet, silent, shifting her weight awkwardly as the questioning became more and more insistent.

“Very well then, if you cannot explain yourself, then I can see I am going to have to punish you! Come here!”

The Mistress indicated that Naomi should come over to Anton’s great big desk. Then she told Naomi to bend over the desk, hands flat, and legs slightly apart. The Mistress moved in behind Naomi. There was a moment’s pause in which Naomi bit her lip in trepidation of what was to follow. Then, slowly, the Mistress pulled Naomi’s dress up about her waist so that her bottom was completely exposed. Then with her bare hand she slapped one cheek with a stinging blow. Naomi winced but did not cry out. The Mistress had not finished though and continued to strike one cheek after the other until they were both quite red. Finally a tear rolled down Naomi’s cheek as she let out her first cry of pain and begged her Mistress to stop.

“Have you learnt your lesson my dear?” asked the Mistress bending down so she could look Naomi closely in the eye. Naomi snivelled and nodded.

“Good, because I would be sorry to have to redden this beautiful pert bottom more than it is already,” said the Mistress now gently stroking one bottom cheek.

Naomi stopped back the tears. It seemed that her Mistress’ mood had suddenly changed and she had something new on her mind. As her Mistress continued to stroke Naomi’s bottom she went on whispering in one ear how peachy and sexy it felt. Meanwhile her hand swept lower and lower until her fingertips grazed her exposed pussy lips. Having homed in on Naomi’s most intimate parts the Mistress soon had one hand between Naomi’s legs, working the soft flesh, rolling her fleshy labia between her fingers and inducing her pussy juices to flow. For several minutes she continued, teasing Naomi’s clit and probing her vagina. Naomi moaned as her Mistress inserted one and then two fingers inside her and she quite feinted across the desk when she eventually came.

“Good girl! Now I think you owe me something in return after I have so graciously forgive you for your dirty, indecent behaviour and treated you to a most undeserved orgasm.”

The Mistress sucked on her fingers, enjoying the taste of Naomi’s cum and then walked to a nearby leather armchair. Naomi stood and watched as The Mistress hitched up her skirt and then took off her panties, one leg at a time, before sitting in the chair. She beckoned to Naomi and spread her legs. Naomi obeyed and knowing what was expected of her she knelt between her thighs. Before her the Mistress’ pussy was spread wide and already glistening with moistness. Naomi ran her hands down her Mistress’ thighs and bent forward to suck her clit into her mouth. It was already hard as a button and the Mistress sighed with excitement as Naomi began to tease her clit with her tongue.

“Use your fingers,” implored the Mistress after a few minutes.

Naomi obeyed and delicately inserted one then two fingers in the Mistress’ warm, wet vagina. Naomi then worked up a rhythm. Her Mistress became very wet as she bucked and twisted against Naomi’s teasing tongue and thrusting fingers. Soon pussy juice was running from the Mistress and began to stain the leather seat that she writhed on. Suddenly she leant forward and ran her fingers through Naomi’s hair before shuddering in ecstasy. Naomi’s mouth filled with a final squirt of cum juice which she slurped down as her Mistress slumped back in the chair, satiated.

After a moment to recover the Mistress got up and put her lace panties back on. Adjusting her clothing she dismissed Naomi telling her to keep her pretty little mouth shut concerning their little triste, unless she wanted further punishment.

From then on, for the next several weeks, this is how things continued with the Master and Mistress. Naomi was having sex at least once a day with one or other of them and it always followed the same patterns. The Master would power play with Naomi, humiliating or teasing Naomi, before fucking her to a powerful orgasm in the manner of his choosing. The Mistress would always be looking for fault and an excuse to punish Naomi. Yet once she had worked out her anger on Naomi something more tender would always follow, leaving both women panting, quivering, pussies pulsating and wet. But not once did Naomi reveal that both her owners were taking advantage of her. For all she knew both Master and Mistress were cheating on one another without the other knowing. Naomi felt the weight of secret on her. It weighed heavily and yet she had no control over the situation. So inevitably the day came when Naomi would inadvertently cause the breaking of the secret.

It was around noon when Anton called Naomi to his study. She had spent the morning with Mistress and once again her bottom hurt from her usual beating and her pussy tingled from what had followed after. Now Anton wanted to have his fun too and so in no time at all he had her naked in his study. While teasing her in his usual preamble to filling her with his cum he remarked how puffy her pussy looked today. She did not tell him that this was because the Mistress had licked her until she had cum, but when he patted her on the ass and told her it must be because she was already wanted his cock, she winced slightly. Then he noticed her bottom was quite red.

“What is this? What has Mistress done to you?”

“Nothing. What makes you say that?”

“I can see your bottom is red. You must have displeased her and you have felt the stinging rebuke of her hand.”

Naomi did not answer.

“What else did Mistress do to you?”

Naomi still said nothing.

“I will tell you what she did for I have known her to do it before when tempted by a beautiful girl like yourself. She touched you, pleasured you, didn’t she? That is why you are so aroused isn’t it.”

Naomi stuttered and then finally gave a little nod, feeling that the game was finally up, for Anton had guessed it all as if he knew all along.

“We will call your Mistress I think and have the whole story from her.”

“Oh please don’t,” begged Naomi who feared that she would be in a lot of trouble when both her Master and her Mistress found out what each other had been doing with her. But it was too late to turn back the clock as presently the Mistress joined them in the study.

“Naomi has confessed to me darling about the uses you have put her to.”

“Really, and did she tell you how often I have to punish her for her many failings? I think maybe she is due some further punishment for not being able to keep her mouth shut.”

Anton nodded, smiling wickedly.

“And besides, all this time she has been indulging your pleasure too, has she not my dear? She deserves further punishment for that alone.”

“True,” said Anton. “What a truly naughty and lascivious girl she is.”

Naomi let out a little gasp. To her surprise the Master and Mistress had both casually confessed to one another and clearly knew exactly what one another had been up to. Naomi had been their toy in an extended game of deceit, only there was no deceit between Master and Mistress. The deceit was at Naomi’s expense, and now she would be punished for it.

The Mistress went to a drawer in Anton’s desk. From it she produced a quite enormous dildo, and a harness. She smiled. It seemed Naomi’s punishment was to be sexual in nature, and humiliating no doubt. Anton had begun to undress and was already pulling his cock out as he dropped his trousers to the floor. The Mistress too began to peel off her clothes before putting on the harness and fixing the dildo in place.

When she was ready she took hold of Naomi’s hair roughly, in one fist, and pulled her down to suck on the plastic cock that jutted out from her crotch. Naomi could smell the combined scent of leather and plastic as she opened wide to take the massive dildo in her mouth. Anton meanwhile had been stroking his cock so that it was now rigid. Seeing this the Mistress pulled Naomi away from the dildo and pushed her head onto Anton’s cock. It was easier for Naomi to take its girth but still she was forced to take it deep into her mouth by her Mistress, who pushed her forward onto it until her nose pressed up against Anton’s body and his balls rested against her chin. Then, still pulling by Naomi’s hair, she used Naomi as a fuck toy to pleasure her husband, pulling her back and forth until she was satisfied that Naomi knew her job.

As the face fucking continued the Mistress went behind Naomi. Parting her legs forcefully she slicked the head of the toy penis up and down Naomi’s pussy slit. Naomi by now was helplessly responding to the situation. Perhaps she really was the slut that they took her for, for her pussy had relaxed and she could feel it beginning to drip with excitement. Her Mistress took advantage and lodged the plastic member in the entrance to her vagina. Then pushing forward she eased it in. Slowly at first as its enormous size stretched her, and then more roughly as she slid it all the way in. Naomi gasped at the thickness within her and then the intense feelings as her Mistress began to fuck her cunt powerfully.

Impaled at both ends, Naomi was rocked back and forth. She could sense Anton was getting close to climaxing and braced herself for the eruption of spunk in her mouth. Just the thought of this was taking her close to the edge too. So they came together in one long, seemingly endless orgasm, which passed from delicious pleasure to intense over-stimulation, as all the while Mistress kept driving into Naomi. Anton came in massive spurts, filling Naomi’s mouth, before pulling out and coating her lips in creamy cum.

Panting with exhaustion Naomi felt the sting of an open hand on her ass. Mistress was calling her a slut and suddenly withdrew the dildo before feeding it Naomi to suck. The veiny shaft of the toy became slick with Anton’s spunk. For good measure Mistress used the tip to circle Naomi’s lips and cover it with the cum that Anton had sprayed there. Mistress had further humiliation in mind and returned to Naomi’s rear. This time though she pressed the tip to her anus. Lubricated by Anton’s copious semen it slipped in surprising easily, leaving Naomi breathing deeply as she got use to the feeling of her other hole being filled completely with the plastic toy. When Mistress began to fuck her ass the feeling was extremely intense and so in no time at all Naomi was cumming again.

Afterwards Naomi collapsed to the carpet, exhausted. Her Master and Mistress stood over her, triumphant in their abuse of her. They kissed one another and got dressed before dismissing Naomi as a “dirty slut who needed to go and clean herself up before she disgusted them any further.”

 

Epilogue

 

Naomi looked through the glass into the red room. She recalled when she had been on the other side in front of the big mirror wall, not knowing who might be observing her.

Naomi stood completely naked apart from her high heel shoes. Anton and Mistress were at one of the tables having a drink together, which they languidly sipped waiting for the show to begin. Others, strangers, sat with drinks too, all equally with expectant. David was there. He kissed Naomi on both cheeks, his hands lingering on her hips with the familiarity that a lover would have. So many weeks had passed, each filled with unrelenting sexual submission, but also a great deal of pleasure, that Naomi had long got past any feelings of betrayal over the way in which David had given her up to Anton.

David gave Naomi her final instructions, then patted her ass, before ushering her into the room. Naomi strode across the carpet to the locked door on the other side. She was conscious of the many eyes that were no doubt looking through the glass at her shapely bottom wiggle as she walked. At the door she turned the key in the lock. A young far eastern girl came to the door, completely naked. Naomi smiled. The girl was quite beautiful with skin the colour of milky coffee. Similar in age to Naomi she was however shorter than Naomi. She was petite but curvy, with long, thick black hair hanging loose down her back. She was rounded in all the right places, with a peachy bottom and pert breasts. Naomi took the girl by the hand.

“Come with me. Don’t be afraid. Play along with what I say and do and everything will be OK.”

Did Naomi feel guilty as she said these words, knowing what fate awaited this Asian beauty? Not a bit of it, for while it had been bewildering at the time, she knew now what sensual pleasure the girl would enjoy. Naomi was almost jealous that she could not herself repeat the experience anew.

 

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