Take It or Leave It
Keywords: Take, or, It, It, Leave,
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Or had we not got there? I wasn't sure anymore.
I paused for a moment looking at Debbie curled up beside Master John, her head on his shoulder. I was suddenly hit by this twinge of sadness, a memory of her head on my shoulder breaking through the walls I'd built in my mind.
Then Tom's hand slid up under my dress to cup my backside. "Come here Bitch." He patted the seat beside him and feeling a rush of happiness I curled up beside him, my head resting on his shoulder, my hand tracing the outline of his cock under his trousers.
He laughed, "Wait you impatient thing you! We've got to take off before we can play." I sighed in contentment knowing I'd have it somewhere inside me.
I felt a hand on my thigh and looked to see Debbie grinning sexily at me. Knowing they liked it, and liking it myself I felted up and began kissing her. Feeling a hand slid up under my dress I cupped one of her breasts through the thin fabric of her own cloths. No bra, we weren't allowed to wear bras on this trip. The men laughed, and I was pulled back down onto Tom. Nice…
***
We entered the big room while our men had a drink first. Debbie dropped back on the big four poster. She lay back on her elbows, one knee up, the other leg spread. "This would have been our honeymoon bed you know."
"Honeymoon?" A memory battered through from behind the walls in my mind, but I plastered the gap shut.
She looked sad, "You don't want to remember, do you darling?"
I didn't like this conversation. So, not answering I slid the dress up over my head, and shimmied out of my knickers. "Tie me up will you dear? Tom will be up in a moment, and he loves me being all open and vulnerable."
She sighed sweetly at my eagerness, cupped a breast while we shared a deep kiss, then helped bind me down to the bed. Slipping a blindfold over my eyes I felt her kiss a cheek then heard her slip out the door.
A little while later I heard the door open. Heavy footsteps came in and stopped, then a body indented the bed between my spread legs. Fingers touched me there, I instantly knew they weren't Tom's.
A heavy voice said, "Your man said you needed seeing to." Then I felt a large hard cock brush my lower lips. I sighed as it slid up into me.
What was that Debs had said about this being our honeymoon bed? I felt a wave of sadness, then lips crushed mine and I stopped thinking.
***
I sat beside Tom, my feet pulled close so I could do up my nails. He was laid out, half awake half asleep after a good mornings fuck and a big breakfast. Master John was sitting up reading the newspaper, Debs behind him massaging his back.
"Hey, Candy. Isn't that your brother?"
I looked up to see a young man sitting dejectedly at the bar. I sort of recognised him and tried to remember when we'd fucked, but couldn't quite place it.
"It is! My god, I never…"
"Silence." Master John held up his hand and Debbie went still. "This could be amusing. Tom, want to watch a little fun?"
"Hmm?" He was waking up and I put my hand to his chest, slowly stroking downwards.
"That man over there? Its apparently your bitch's brother. Why don't we make him lucky today?"
Tom laughed, I smiled, glad he was happy. "Hey, go over and work your charm, don't come back without sticky knickers!" I giggled, and looked over. He was familiar, but I just wasn't placing it. Still, he was cute and fit.
I stood up, wiggled into a dress and sauntered over. Debbie had given me a weird look, so I'd blown her a kiss.
I sat on the stool beside him, leaning back on my elbows to show off my tits. Sure enough he looked straight at them. "Hey."
"Ahh hi."
"My names Candy, buy me a drink?" His voice faltered a bit as he ordered me a Shirley Temple. I wasn't allowed alcohol, it made me silly. I giggled, "and your name is…"
"Oh, Alistair."
"Hello Alistair." I held out my hand which he actually shook. I liked it better when they kissed it, made me go all tingly if they did that. His eyes dragged up to mine. Pity, Tom preferred other guys looking at my tits. I kept an eagle watch out of the corner of my eye, sure enough he was looking and laughing with Master John. I was content.
"So why so glum?"
"Oh… it doesn't matter."
"Sure it does! A problem shared is…"
"A problem halved. My mother always said that."
I giggled, "Mine too."
"I don't know. A year and a half ago my brother and his new bride came here on their honeymoon. They never came back. One of us comes out every few months to see if we can find any new clues, but nothing. They apparently registered then nothing more was seen of them. The hotel didn't clue in for days. They say its not uncommon for newlyweds to disappear in their rooms for days at a time."
The story really got to me, it was so sad. I was surprised at how much it got to me, I could even feel a tear form at the corner of my eye. No time for that though, I was on a mission. I put a hand to his leg.
"How sad! You must really miss him!" I moved the hand slowly up his leg.
"I… uhmm, what are you doing."
"I really feel for you poor thing! Maybe I could help make you feel better?" I stood, and took his hand. "Can we talk more in your room? I'd like to help?" I breathed deeply and his eyes moved South again. When I pulled gently on his hand, he didn't resist. Men where so easy.
A short walk away he opened the door, then turned suddenly hesitant. "Look, we shouldn't…"
I pushed him backwards, my hands already working on his belt. 20 seconds later I was on my knees his nicely large cock slipping between my lips.
***
A couple hours later I strolled back to Tom, leaving this Alasdair guy sleeping three cums off in his room. I found him laying out on our secluded balcony, Debs giving him long slow stroked with her mouth. I bent over to kiss him, and opened my legs a little as his hand slapped up between my legs. His fingers brushed aside my knickers, finding his goo inside.
"Good girl. Have fun?"
"Mmm," I was nuzzling his ear. "Where's Master John?"
"Gone to rent some local entertainment. We decided it would be a gas if you played the game with your bro some more. Got to take vid though."
"But Master, what about you? I can't leave you all alone!"
He patted Debs head, "Dad said I could use his bitch for the night. She'll take care of me."
I smiled and went over to join Debbie in licking my master's cock. She gave me another funny look, but of course made space.
***
"Master, may I play with the guy too?" Debbie put on her best pout as I was getting ready to go out with Alistair for the 5th night running. He was really sweet and a good fuck, he even gave me head and few guys did that.
"So bitch, mind if your ex wife fucks your brother?" The two men chortled. I didn't quite understand what he meant, but shook my head.
***
Back from our holidays it was my weekly visit to Mistress. I went through the door to find her there with Alistair. How nice! I went over to kiss him, but he backed away.
"Come worship my sweet." I shrugged my shoulders at him, his loss, and went to my knees in front of Mistress, slowly kissing up the inside of her legs.
"You see, she has blocked her past. It happens in extreme cases. Probably wouldn't have, but the man I prepared him for are of a rather extreme nature. She had to comply or self destruct, and believe it or not, she's very strong."
I heard the words, but didn't understand. All I knew is my Mistress was damp and her clit required attention I knew all too well how to give.
"You know I can get money you evil…"
Mistress laughed, "Yes, that matters too, but if I do it, I do it to reclaim her. She is being ruined, it is intolerable she not know herself. That was half the fun."
"So you'll do it?"
"Yes, but on my terms. Ahh sweet, that's it. You may not like it, but it's the only way to bring her back…"
***
Debbie and I were out shopping, strolling between Harvey Nicks and Harrods when a plain white van pulled up beside us. Before we could react we were bundled inside. The interior was weird, wrapped in wires and filled with electronics. I was scared, but one of the men holding me put something over my mouth and nose.
***
The room was padded, and no matter how hard I pounded it made no sound. "Let me out! Let me out, my master needs me!" I felt weak inside, desperate. I needed to get back to him he wasn't allowed to fuck anyone else and was probably ready to explode. Why had they done this? Poor Debbie was crying in a corner. I went to her, needing consolation, wanting to give it, but then she lept up and screamed.
A door opened and in walked Mistress. She was nude, and at the site of her I felt my tummy flip, my breasts and loins tingle. I can only imagine if heroin was this good. All the pain, the terror, the darkest need drifted away. I dropped to my knees and felt Debbie do the same beside me.
"Oh Mistress…"
She walked forward. "Worship sweets… You poor things, we'll set your minds straight."
***
Debs laid out on the bed, Mistress stood beside me, "Now Candy, get down and make your sweet sister happy with your mouth."
I kneeled saucily, flashing my best look at Mistress. This was an easy command to do, and I hope she liked watching. I still missed Tim with a deep ache, but Mistress was easily turning into a replacement. I had merely to look at her and feel myself go light-headed and wet with desire.
Debbie looked down at me with a smile, stroking my hair as I kissed up between her legs. As I started Mistress sat on the bed beside us. "So my poor poppet, what would you like to do next to dear Deborah?"
"Ohh, can we go into a 69 please?"
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Keywords: Take, or, It, It, Leave,