Chapter 17
Two of the torches had sputtered and gone out. The last few maintained weak
undulating cone-shaped mantels. The naked prostrate Kimberly seemed to softly
radiate in the subdued light.
Her head was bowed with her blond hair swirled out across the sand. Slowly
she raised her face and pensively rubbed her cheek against my foot. I felt the
coarse scratch of the sand against her soft skin. She turned her face and I saw
the tip of her tongue emerge from parted lips to touch my big toe. Sparkling
silica crystals clung to the red tip. She licked the toe several more times
until it shined with her saliva. I saw her turn her head and delicately spit
grit from her mouth. She immediately returned to her task, twisting her tongue
to clean between the big toe and the next digit. I saw she was focused on her
duties as if determined to do a good job.
I was impressed with Kimberly's unexpectedly complete submission. I looked up
to catch Jennifer's attention. She met my gaze and raised an eyebrow as if
saying, "What do we have here?"
Kimberly had licked several toes clean. I pushed my big toe against her lips
and forced it in. "Suck on it, little Kimberly," I told her. She lightly kissed
the toe and then took it between her pursed lips. Then I felt the slight
pressure and warmth of her mouth's suction.
"Jennifer I do believe this new wench may work out after all," I said and
looked up to again meet Jennifer's eye. "But I am not going to have time to
train her and provide food both. I want you to do it. You know my needs and how
I expect my slaves to behave. She is your responsibility for however long it
takes. I don't want you to spare any punishment just because she might be older
and slow. If you must whip her continuously to force her to obey then just do
it."
I looked down. Kimberly was sneaking apprehensive glances up at me. But she
had continued her subservient licking. Her parted lips were ringed with a fine
dusting of sand.
"Do you understand what I am saying, Kimberly?" I asked her. "You belong to
Jennifer. She is your Mistress. You will call her that or however she wants to
be addressed. You must do everything exactly as she tells you. I don't want to
hear of a single problem. Is this understood?"
Kimberly blinked and meekly lowered her eyes. Then nodded her head.
"Tell me," I ordered.
She quickly looked up at me and then meekly twisted her head to look over her
shoulder to the closely hovering Jennifer. "Jennifer owns me now." She said
quietly.
Brittany had been watching all of this as best she could. I had pressed her
head flat on my chest so I could fully observe her sister at my feet. Brittany
had become distracted and forgot herself. Her hip movements had become
increasingly sporadic. I reached down to cup the underside of her hard teenaged
ass and squeezed. Using this purchase I slowly ground her loins down against my
up thrust cock till our pelvic bones mashed. She immediately responded and
trembled in my tight embrace making a slight moan. Then I felt another shiver
run through her.
"That is so nice," She whispered. She followed this with a deep sigh and her
head came up next to mine and she whispered in my ear. "Jennifer will make her
eat her out. She will HATE that. She is SO straight."
I knew this too and was anticipating being a witness to the event. "Uh huh,"
I replied. "Right now you just need to worry about getting me off," I instructed
her. I pinched both cheeks hard for encouragement.
She squealed. Our eyes locked and she began an earnest riding of my shaft.
She had learned a few tricks of her own. I had noticed a continued growth in
strength and control of her cervical muscles. My size at the beginning of the
relationship had intimidated her. But with constant practice she had learned the
ability to tighten specific inner muscles to a point were it felt like a strong
hand was firmly squeezing me. I tried not to let on to her what this felt like
when she used her new trick. But the fact that my eyes would subsequently roll
back in my head when she performed it must have clued her. I knew this was a
satisfaction to her in having some power over me.
Watching me closely she proceeded to give me the full treatment. I clenched
my teeth as she rose and tightened a near band of hard muscle around the crown
of my penis. She held this position and then slowly slid down the full length of
my cock. Rising again she began a purposeful and demanding up and down stroking
motion.
I again saw her slight smile. She was very aware of what she was doing to me.
Lying on my back on the near free-floating hammock I was unaccustomedly at her
mercy. The only control I could maintain was my still firm grasp of her
buttocks. The hammock swung and squeaked with our exertions. She countered the
rhythm of the swinging arc and would use an out-of-sync motion to thrust away
and then back into me. Slowly we rode a building crescendo and finally climaxed.
Spent I caught my breath and refocused on the real world. With my attention
on coitus and Brittany I had pulled my feet up and away from Kimberly. Jennifer
had pulled her away from us to the campfire. Kimberly knelt at her new
Mistress's feet as Jennifer instructed her on how to clean the gear. I heard
Kimberly preface a question with "Jennifer" which resulted in an immediate
openhanded cuff to the back of her blonde head.
"MISTRESS, you stupid, dumb thing!" Jennifer told her scornfully.
Kimberly winced away from her. "Please... MISTRESS... I am trying," She
choked, "This is hard for me."
Jennifer looked in my direction and shook her head as if saying, "She is
hopeless." There was a fire in her eyes. I realized she was really enjoying
this.
I said, "Jennifer you have the time. Do what you have to do."
