My triumph does not last long.
But that is exactly what I expected.
Adam comes back into the room, and he seems angry.
He slowly approaches me and watches me very closely. Then he pulls me towards him and puts his hand on the front of my neck. He tenderly strokes it up and down. I feel his warm skin on mine and smile at him.
“Did you like our shopping?” I open my mouth to answer, but his hand presses my throat against the wall, and I can’t get a word out.
“I asked you a question,” Adam says, and in his face, I see something that’s never been there before: greed, pure greed.
How am I supposed to answer him with his hand squeezing the air out of me? I try to nod. My hands reach for his paw, and I try to push it away.
Without the slightest success.
My lungs want to burst, and the only thing I can think of is to catch my breath.
Exactly that is not possible!
Then a completely insane thought comes to me, as I feel Adam’s intense gaze on me : “We’re not going to hurt you.”
I was told that I don’t remember by whom, but it must apply here too.
Through the darkness slowly reigning in my head, I nod again as slowly as I can.
The pressure eases, and I gasp for air.
“Yes, I liked it,” I croak, and Adam’s lips close greedily around mine.
I have to breathe his breath, or I’ll pass out for good.
His kiss lasts forever, pleasing me more and more now that my clear vision is coming back.
I look at Pao. In his face, as always, I can not read.
He just stands next to us and looks at me. I wrap my arms around Adam’s neck as I feel him lift me up.
Then he walks me to the bed and drops me on it.
“Kneel down and spread your legs.”
I make a move to take off my shoes, but his expression tells me to keep them on.
I kneel on the bed and wait.
A silent conversation seems to take place between the men, and then Pao leaves the room.
I turn my head and look at Adam questioningly. He kneels behind me, bends over, and brushes my hair off my back. Then he wraps my hair around his hand and pulls my head far back with it. Close to my ear, he says:
” Pao is extremely jealous and doesn’t like to share. He will have to learn. As your master, he must learn to share you. I have told him what I will do with you, and believe me, he will hear it. Even if he preferred to close that door.”
I don’t know if I should be scared or happy right now, but my body is already taking control, and I feel myself getting hot. Without letting go of my hair, he reaches back and takes the shopping bag. He empties it onto the bed right in front of my face.
“Open it!” he shouts loudly.
I stare at the items that have fallen out, and I don’t understand what I’m supposed to open. I open my legs and feel him behind me.
“Open it!” he shouts again.
His cock rams into me hard, and my back arches. A gasp escapes my throat, and still, I don’t know what to open now.
He is already almost in my belly!!!
Adam pushes my head down and lets go of my hair. It falls on the bed, and I try to keep my balance under his thrusts.
Adam’s hand slaps my ass.
So suddenly and hard that I cry out.
More from surprise than pain.
The door to the room opens. That was what was supposed to open.
Adam wants Pao to hear everything!
His cock is very hard, and he pumps into me with full force. I stretch my ass towards him and moan loudly. I can not help it.
An orgasm builds in me, and I enjoy his thrusts to the fullest. I see his hand reach for the small whip, and my body starts to shake. The straps of the whip tickle my back as Adam strokes it.
I try to hold back my orgasm until he strikes the first blow.
Then I hear him moan, and his cock discharges into me. He keeps pumping, and his pelvis slaps loudly against my ass.
His paws close around my waist, and I come almost whining under his thrusts. He collapses on me and licks my sweaty neck.
“Next time, cara. Next time.” I don’t even try to say anything in response, or to understand, what he has in mind.
He is so heavy on me and in me. I feel like I’m in heaven.
On my way to the bathroom, I see Pao standing at the window in the living room. He does not look at me.
Is he really as jealous as Adam says? How can it be?
But I keep the thought in my mind. Maybe I can use it to my advantage.
Actually, I expect to find both men back in the bedroom when I return, but there is only Adam.
“Kneel back down,” he instructs me. I let him watch as I find a comfortable spot on the bed.
He watches me for a while, then bends over me again. His hand reaches for one of the vibrators still on the bed.
I hold my breath.
The thing has a big vibrator head. It’s meant for my clit, and I wonder why Adam wants to get me extra excited, and what he’s up to.
He puts it on my vagina, and I wait for him to turn it on.
But he doesn’t.
He starts pushing it inside me. In and out. It’s big, wider even than his cock, and I try to explain to him that it’s not meant to be pushed inside my tight pussy.
“If I have a question, slave, you’ll know it, and now shut up!” he says icily and loud enough for Pao to hear him in another room.
Then it presses the hard head of the vibrator again into my opening.
It will never fit inside. Never!
The familiar movement excites me, but my pussy can never take the thing inside.
Adam presses on. It just doesn’t do any good, only hurts.
“Open up for me now, little whore, or I’ll take my fist instead.”
The thought hits my brain like a blow, and I should be afraid as I imagine his fingers inside me getting more and deeper.
“And tell me, how much you want it.”
“I want it so much,” I say automatically, as my mind still lingers on the head trip of his hand in my vagina.
I don’t notice as the pressure eases, but as the whip hits my back with full force, and the straps turn my whole back into fire, I scream loudly in pain.
A second blow follows, and I hear myself howl.
“Now say it so that I believe it!!!”
The vibrator presses hard against my opening, and I know Adam will get it in whether I want him to or not.
I’m still gasping in pain as he relentlessly presses deeper, and suddenly everything in my mind changes.
My back is on fire, and I don’t want it to stop burning.
My brain tells me it’s wrong, but my body wants what Adam wants.
I don’t understand how it works, but I hear myself moaning and saying.
“Yes, please, I want it. Don’t stop, please.” I open up as wide as I can and cry out as he pushes harder.
“Does it hurt?” he asks.
“Yes.”, I’m almost screaming now. Adam moves the vibrator in and out, and all I can manage is a:
“Yes!” from me.
I’m wet, completely wet, and then the outward movement stops, and Adam increases the pressure unbearably.
I scream and press hard against his pressure. I feel the head pass my entrance and ram deep inside me.
A second of relief follows, and then Adam turns on the vibrator.
My insides want to explode, as Adam moves the thing inside me.
The sensation is nothing I ever felt before. The vibrations are extremely strong and put me into orgasm instantly. He turns off the vibration.
“Please,” I gasp.
“Please what?” says Adam.
“Please keep going,” I whisper pleadingly.
„Please fuck me, please, please.“ I whine, not knowing how to stop the shaking of my body.
He leans forward toward me and sticks his fingers in my mouth.
I suck on them, but a slight panic fills my mind.
That’s all I can really fit inside, not his fingers too. His fingers will rip me open.
Then the vibrator is turned on again, and I feel Adams finger on my anus.
I am so aroused that I can only moan as he sticks his index finger deep in my ass. Then I understand, that I can also take his cock.
Everything he wants and where he wants it.
His finger moves inside me in the same rhythm as the vibrator, and I fall to the side because I can no longer hold myself on my hands and knees.
I shake violently as I come, and the thing still vibrates deep inside me.
I hope Adam turns it off, but he seems to enjoy watching me be jerked over and over again.
I am ashamed of my reactions.
I finally want to be their slave and do all this without having to worry about what they think of me.
As a real slave I can accept my needs, can openly want a punishment and pain.
I want to take the test and pass.
Belong to them.
Only then will they do what I want.
Adam pulls the vibrator out of me slowly and with pleasure, stretches my pussy, and lifts my leg to watch closely.
With the last of my strength, I turn onto my back and open my legs for him.
Then I take his hand, and push as hard as I can until i can press the vibrator deep inside me again.
Shortly, he turns it on and makes me gasp.
Then I let him slowly pull the thing out of me and watch my pussy still sucking on it.
“My cock is going to excel in your ass,” Adam says with a happy smile.
“Yes, it will.”, I answer and look him in the eyes.
“I’m going to get us something to drink, or can you go?”
“I can’t even sit,” I reply, exhausted.
“Fine, then stay, I’m looking forward to the sequel.”
Is he crazy? Now?
I can hardly breathe after all this!
I close my eyes.
A loud conversation wakes me up.
I must have fallen asleep. Then the front door slams shut.
I get up, but remain sitting on the bed, undecided.
Wait? Go and see? Ask what happened?
I decide to wait.
Whatever my masters were arguing about, getting angry at one of them is not one of my priorities.
A short time later, I hear the front door close again.
I assume that one of the men has gone after the other. They never argue for long.
I take off my shoes as a precaution and go to my room. The apartment is empty.
Someone has been in my room and rummaged through my closet. I find carelessly thrown clothes and a handwritten note on the bed.
“Your test is tomorrow at 7am. Put these clothes on. You’ll find the directions on your cell phone. You should know the rest.”
I’ll take a look at the clothes.
Hopefully it won’t be too cold tomorrow. You can get a bladder infection from the decollete, so deep as it is, and a sore throat from the wind under the skirt alone.
The skirt is barely wider than a belt. The combination looks awful.
I couldn’t look any sluttier.
It’s going to be a wonderful day tomorrow.