My last thoughts

My last thought was, “well, that isn’t what I expected.”

The night had been awful for me up to that point.  My master, a kind and exciting man, whose quick to flare angry; had been putting on what are called “Catfights” for the entertainment of some his friends.  They too had slaves in which they would pit one against the other.  And because most of the other slaves brought were little more than waifs, my master had thought that he would use one of his own slaves, me, for some of the fights.  Or so I was told beforehand.  The fights were conducting by the combatants nude, which when I got to watch before, had always turned me on.

I am a gal that is wide at the hips and I have free-swinging 36c cup breasts.  Along with my 145 lbs, I guess my master thought that I would make a better showing in a fight against the typically smaller gals.  Unfortunately, I am not very strong, nor much of a fighter.  At barely 5’3”, my 145 lbs is not really toned, but much softer than I would like, but I have always had nice curves which others openly complimented my master and me on.  I did enjoy the remarks.

I have long and curly thick red hair, past my shoulders, which again people are always complimenting me on; but “they” never have to wait for over an hour to let it dry or begin to realize how much it weighs.   But my hair, along with my soft and generous curves; which I thought my master liked, as other had said that they did to should have made him think that I wasn’t a good fighter.  What my master evidently didn’t realize was that long hair in a catfight was really a hinder, not a helper in a fight against mean and desperate gals.

In addition, I found that I liked being slapped, punched and grabbed at the onset of the first fight.  So much so, I only struggled to make them slap, punch and grab my breast, face harder.  The pulling of my hair, as they tossed me from one corner to the other corner on the mat.    I got so lost in the enjoyment of having these strange and angry women beat on me that I had forgotten that my master had placed wagers on me.

After nearly an hour of being pummeled, the matches were concluded I learned that my master was most displeased.  He berated me in front of the other fighters as well as his quest; who were seated around the room like a stadium game.   He produced a cane and proceeded to apply it to my bottom and then breast and then finally my pussy.  When I orgasmed, he was only slightly more put off and instructed his other slave to take me to the room.

In the state of orgasmic bliss, I wasn’t paying attention and thought he meant to have Jenna take me to my room.  I learned differently.  But I wasn’t concerned, my friend and fellow slave, Jenna, was very comforting and smiled a bit when she gave me a drink of water and laid me on the bed.  I hadn’t been in this room before, nor even heard him mention it.  It seemed to be more of a pit with glass paneling about five feet or so off the carpeted flooring.

Presently, the glass panels were covered with curtains.   As much as I thought, was that my master was going to have me be more of a show for the guest as he punished me further.  I was right, but I didn’t know how right.  I started to get a bit drowsy and Jenna assured me that this was to help me not struggle too much and just accept what was happening. 

She stroked my sweaty hair from my forehead gently and kissed me so softly that I didn’t really feel it but it did register in my pussy and how.  She finished tucking my in as I tried to grind my pussy against her hip as she sat next to me on the bed, which was my last thought before I passed out from the exhaustion, or what I thought was exhaustion.

I hadn’t realized that I was drugged when Jenna gave me the water.

I was in the middle of a puzzling dream when the light came on in the room and I blinked my eyes into focus, but I was still blurry and could only see that the windows were now uncovered and they showed that there were several seated men and women and that they each had a slave in front of them, kneeling, performing oral sex on their respective masters or mistresses.  My first thought was,  “that they were so lucky...I loved giving head to my master and having him cum in my mouth.”

Movement at the foot of the bed drew only my curious glance as the covers bulged a bit below my feet.  It was then that a covers were removed by a cord attached to one of the corners near my head.

There, completely nude as I had been before in front of all those people, but now all alone.  It was then I realized two things.  One, was that my hands were hand cuffed behind my back and I didn’t recall having that done to me and, more importantly, was that there was the head of a large python raised above my feet at the end of the bed.

It’s tongue flicking in and out of his mouth.  Rather than being startled, I was nearly hypnotized but its gentle sway.   There in all my nakedness, I saw the snake pause just before my turned up toes.  Its tongue still flicking out and dragging over my toes in such a wonderful way.    I brought my feet together to feel the forked tongue flip on both set of toes.  I looked up at my master, sitting center amongst all the seats. 

He had such a huge smile on his face and looked warmly at me.  I determined myself to make him proud then.   What I had failed to realize at the time was that by the time I looked down again, the python had taken both of my feet up to my ankles into its mouth.  I saw that it was working its jaws loose to open wider.  My calves were a little bigger than I would have liked but caused the huge snake little trouble.  I felt the snakes squishy insides ripple with muscle as I slid deeper into its throat.  It was amongst the most deliriously wonderful sensations that I had.  If it weren’t for the couple teeth that it had, that locked down on my shins I would have fingered my pussy endlessly.  Even then, I would have fingered my clit without pause anyway, if I wasn’t hand cuffed.

The force which the python bit down on my shins was surprising.  It was subtle and vise-like at the same time.  After wiggling my toes a couple more times, the pressure from my shins was eased and the snake slide slightly higher on my legs to settle again just on below my knees.  The muscles inside the snake tightened and loosened rhythmically as it swallowed me feet further.  The bulge of my feet could be seen behind the snakes head.  I could see my feet shift and sway as the python moved me from side to side to position itself to slide even further up my legs.  The goose bumps it sent up my legs were prominent.  

Again, I looked up at my master, who was in the midst of absolutely bliss, apparently Jenna was performing well for him as he held the top of her head.  He steadied her in place to slow her down, so that his moment was ruined if not timed perfectly.  It was obvious what he was watching and what he wanted.  It was as clear on everyone else’s face as well.  It seemed to be what the snake wanted as well because I missed his jaw opening further and my knees disappearing into the opening and closing mouth of my final lover.

My knees were held tightly together in the jaws of this beast.  It’s tongue working its way around my legs, darting under my lower thigh, just above my knees.  It was like the kiss of a lover that I had not yet ever had.   From the bound feeling at my knees, the gooie joy on my toes to the slither of its skin on the sheets I was in heaven.  When its tongue hit the back of my thigh, I exploded in orgasm.   I thrashed in the throes of bliss.  So much so, that the python pulled me further down the bed and quickly open its mouth and slide ever higher onto my chubby thighs. 

The muscles in its throat squeezed my ankles tightly together, forcing one over the other to streamline me as I headed further into its body and to its belly.   Now, its tip of its mouth was past my mid thighs, its mouth opened wide and easily taking the start of my soft thighs in.  In a moment of silliness, I had thought that I was angry that my master didn’t let me shower before this, so I wasn’t all sweaty.  I realized that perhaps soap wasn’t agreeable to the python and wouldn’t have let it enjoy me as it clearly was.  Perhaps my master knew that a sweaty body would be delicious to his python.  I looked again at my master and smiled in the blissful afterglow of an incredible orgasm.

The snake though was on its own schedule and didn’t seem to mind that if he paused longer here, I would have had orgasm yet again.  As such, it inched its way higher in a short series of gulps and slides.  At one point, it had lifted my clearly form the bed before it let me fall to the mattress as it adjusted its irresistible grip.

Unfortunately, pending on your point of view of course, when it continued to slide up my legs, it stopped with its jaws just below my hips, which brought the tip of its mouth directly on to my pussy.  Its teeth were digging into my very wet, flaming hot lips.  My knees now just visible past the snake head and my feet a little past that could be seen to move back and forth under its skin.   I struggled to move my body to accomplish one last thing for myself.   That was that I arched my back to rub my clit against the ribbed portion of its upper mouth.

All it took was a couple brushes and I unleashed the wettest orgasm I ever had. I may have even squirted but in my present position, I was unable to check and really didn’t care to.  The lightening which zapped up from my feet and down from my ears grounded itself in my pussy came into focus on my clit.  It made my thighs as wet as my legs already inside the snake.   The snake, sensing a struggle clamped even harder on my thighs and I could feel it pull me even further into its mouth as my struggles had shifted me enough to allow it to move my hips fully into its mouth.

Now, the lower jaw was to the middle of my amble bottom.  Its tongue again seemingly caressing my skin, dragged against the heat of my ass, in a series of darts and wiggles.  Had I not just had seconds earlier the greatest orgasm ever, I would have been well on my way yet again.  I relaxed again , and the snake, who had been coiling its body near the bed just convulsed in its throat again and pulled me even further into its body as it open its mouth again.  Now, its mouth was nearly to my belly button, the entirety of my lower body was fully in the snake, the curves that I was so proud of were outlined by the wrapping of the snake in such a naughty way that I moved up on to my elbows to admire what every other guest was when they looked down upon me from only a short distance away.

I was presented with a decision.  The final bits of my bottom were finally being engulfed when it slid further up my back.  My arms and hands were there, and if I kept my arms bent, I could get them looped around the outside its mouth.  If I did so, he would be able to only go as high as my under arms.  Or so I thought.

However, the lust in my master’s eyes, as well as the quests, made my decision for me.  I slowly walked my fingers to the lip of the python and in its next gulp, I slid my fingers into its mouth and soon my hands up to my wrists were clamped over.    From the time I woke up to this point it was the fastest 4 minutes that I had ever imagined.

Evidently, the hard part for the snake was my hips.  It slid me down its mouth and throat as it pulled me into it.  The snake took a break from the swallowing once it reached the swell of my breast.  Propped up as I was, for the last time, my breasts sagged slightly and glistened with the night’s exhaustion.  As my nipples hung low, the snake commenced its progress. I was lucky once last time.

The teeth of my final lover game down on my nipples and on top of my breasts.  Narrowly missing my right nipple where a girl earlier decided during a match to bite me as I rolled over on top of her and brought my bare breast to her mouth.  The fight referee had pulled her off me for the biting, it was both painful and immensely enjoyable for me so I only struggled to pull away to stretch my nipple while it was in her mouth.   

Its convulsions, as it had done with feet, thighs and pussy, caused my fleshy breasts to jiggle around its clamping mouth and over its small teeth. But they too were soon gone from view.  I was no longer able to prop myself up as    the snakes mouth had swallowed my up to nearly my shoulder and its mouth nuzzled to the soft part of my neck.  Breathing was much more difficult and I was only able to make shorts gasps as the constriction in its mouth forced me ever further down the snake.

In a quick burst, the snake pulled me fully into its mouth.  My last second before the I was fully engulfed into the snake, it’s muscles constricting me into it further, was that of my master thumping Jenna’s head against the glass as he stood from his chair and tossed his head back in the same orgasmic delight that I had reached twice before, just moment earlier and was still in the thralls of.

Seven minutes after it started to when I was fully in the snake, My last waking thoughts were, “well that wasn’t what I thought it would be like…it was wonderful.”