Keywords: mf ff teen group series nc Archive-name: tony-slaves.4 Tony's Sex Slaves ----------------- WARNING: This is the fourth part of this series, and like the previous (and next) parts, it will involve blackmail and humiliation of teenage females by one teenage male. If you don't like this, skip it now. All of this is purely fiction. Any resemblance to existing persons is 100% coincidence. I want to stress this point again: neither Chrissy, nor Cynthia is my sex slave. I'm a normal man, happy with my actual girlfriend, and have no need for sex slaves (yet?) ... Once again: English is NOT my mother tongue, so excuse me for any grammatical and/or spelling mistakes. A few nice people on the net have given a large amount of their time to help me with it, so it is much improved since the first draft. Thanks go to these men and women for their excellent remarks! !! As always, this story is Copyright (C) 1994 by Major Tom !! !! It may be spread, as long as nothing is changed. !! !! You need permission from the author to spread printed copies. !! !! All commercial rights reserved. Please contact the author. !! !! Polite repost-requests will be honored. Archiving accepted. !! !! Feedback wanted and highly appreciated. !! !! Flames to /dev/null ; Just go and feed your dogs instead. !! (God, I hate all this stuff, but it's become necessary, sorry ... :-) - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Tony's Sex Slaves by Major Tom Part 4 - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Wednesday 29th ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I was in my room, watching the terrific tape I had made the previous week. As you may remember, last Friday I had my slaves, Chrissy and Cynthia put on a highly erotic 69-show, followed by some great masturbation scenes ... And now here I was: watching it again and again. First I saw the back of my own head, and my fingers stuck in Cynthia's cunt. At the beginning the quality wasn't too good, but suddenly she moved just a few inches, and from then onwards the camera had taped it all in quite an astonishing quality; my fingers dipped into that nice pussy, slowly masturbating Cynthia towards a great orgasm. The looks that crossed her face were remarkable: At first she appeared to be reluctant, but after a few minutes this look had changed into one of enjoyment, pleasure, and at the end delight. You could _see_ that she had a great orgasm, and despite the lack of sound, everything was fine. A few moments later Chrissy joined the scene, just at the very moment when Cynthia was clearly becoming ashamed of herself for letting me do all this. But of course during editing I had cut out this part, and the only image left on my final tape was that of Cynthia's enjoyment. If you only saw _this_ (final) tape, you'd swear that Cynthia had done all of this of her own free will. Of course, that was precisely the purpose of both this tape and my montage-efforts. In the meantime the tape went on, and the watchers could see Chrissy spreading her cunt in order to give me easy access to her pussy. And once again there were those looks. But with Chrissy there was no sign of reluctance at all; she enjoyed it from start to finish. And it could be my imagination of course, but on the tape it actually seemed like some of her juices had spurted out of her pussy; a mind blowing sight! The next scene on the tape was Chrissy thanking me for a great orgasm. Even though there was no sound, with some imagination you could almost hear Chrissy thank me. Great ... And then the setting changed again; now the two girls, still butt naked, had bent over, and were making every possible effort to please my erect cock. It was too bad you could only see the tip of my shaft, but the scene was nevertheless obvious; Cynthia caressing my balls while Chrissy slowly stroked my dick Just a few seconds later I pushed both their hands away, and suddenly I had the best recording of my life; the cum spurting out of my shaft, splattering right on Chrissy's large breasts! I had been replaying this piece of the tape almost daily; it was fantastic! But the final scene was even better; Chrissy's fingers scraping the cum from her breasts, and with some hesitation (perfect timing for the final), putting it in her mouth, sucking and licking it off her fingers. This was the absolute best part of the tape; no doubt! Watching the scenes again, had made my member rock hard, and so I decided to masturbate again; I rewound the tape just a bit, and replayed my favorite part again. Watching both the 14' screen and the window on the other side of the street, where Chrissy was doing who-knows-what at this moment, I started jerking off rather furiously, and within less than 3 minutes I came; at almost exactly the same time as Chrissy was eating my cum on the screen. It was, after all, my favorite scene ... Satisfied by another good orgasm, I leant back and thought about tomorrow; I had some plans for the evening, but I wasn't too sure how I could convince the girls to go through with it. Absent mindedly I noticed Chrissy's frontdoor open, and a girl of about 16 years old leaving the house. It was Paula, Chrissy's younger sister. Compared to Chrissy, Paula was a real beauty, and maybe one day this girl could win some Miss-contest; I wouldn't be surprised if she did. Paula had long brown hair, which she always wore in a ponytail. She had a beautiful figure, with quite large breasts for her age. Must be some family tradition, I thought grinning. She always dressed rather boy-like, and I'd never seen her without jeans. Blue and black seemed to be her favorite colors anyway. As I watched Paula leaving the house, and heading for the bus stop, I suddenly got an idea: what about having her join my slaves' conference? But then again I realized it would be rather difficult to have her join the party. After all, she didn't seem to be a lesbian, and I didn't have anything else to blackmail her with. But I couldn't forget her, and decided to shelve the idea for later; maybe one day there was something I could use against her, and then ... Hmmm ... I had just gotten a new hard-on; nasty boy! Friday 31st ----------- At 19h20 Cynthia arrived at number 23, and I nodded when I noticed her wearing that great black skirt again. The temperature was rather high, so she wasn't wearing any hose, and her legs were bare. The mere idea of the hot and nice pussy under that skirt made me hot, and I didn't wait for very long. At 19h25 I opened the front door, and entered the house. Whistling the latest top hit, I climbed the stairs and entered the living room, where the girls had just sat down. "Evening, ladies ..." They both answered my greeting without any enthusiasm, but they answered nevertheless, and that alone made me happy; they were learning ... slowly, but surely. I looked at the table, and with a smile I asked Chrissy to bring us some drinks ... She sighed, and rose from the couch. As ordered, she was wearing the same skirt she wore last week, and once again I nodded happily: "I see you are both wearing a skirt instead of those fucking jeans; thank you ... I really appreciate it, when girls show the world they're proud of being female ..." Chrissy, upon her return from the kitchen, laughed at this statement, but when she saw the serious look on my face, and noticed that I wasn't kidding, she suddenly stopped laughing. She put down the bottle of coke, and handed both Cynthia and me a glass, which she then filled. I thanked her, and leaned back, carefully sipping my drink. "So ... How was your week, Cynthia?" She seemed to have expected this question, and still without much enthusiasm she started talking. Her week had been rather quiet, except for a big Maths test, and some minor tests in French and Physics. "Did you do well at your Maths test?" She looked surprised, as there was real interest in my voice. I managed to give the impression of being really interested in what she was telling me. "Hmm ... It went rather well; I had studied pretty hard, and I think I'll have a B+, or maybe even an A ..." "Congratulations! Keep it up ... After all it would be great if we could both attend the university next year ... And how about you, Chrissy? Everything OK since last Friday?" Chrissy nodded, and said everything had gone well for her last week. She told us she hadn't had any tests at all. But she had gotten the results of a previous Chemistry-test, and it was rather bad: a D. Her parents weren't too happy with another bad test-result, and had threatened her if the next test wasn't be any better ... "Chemistry? Hmm... Can't be that difficult, can it? What do you have to learn?" She gave me the names of the chapters which she had to study for next week, and I nodded: this was exactly what I had expected. "I've seen that stuff last week, and it's rather easy, really. Come over to my place on Tuesday, and I'll help you study it; I really want you to succeed in that test ..." She looked surprised; I couldn't be serious about that, could I? But then again she saw the look on my face, and knew I wasn't kidding. Hmm... The little blackmailer seemed human after all ... But not for long ... I put down my now empty glass, and looked at the girls. And with a smile I only said one word: "Undress ..." Chrissy sighed ... Gone was the human part of Tony, and there was the blackmailer again ... Slowly both girls started undressing, taking off each piece of their clothing very carefully, as if it was covered with diamonds, and they didn't want to lose a single one ... But I didn't care; after all, there was no need for me to hurry, and if the girls thought they could annoy me by doing it this slowly, they could have their little victory; I didn't care ... Finally they were both naked on the couch, and looked at me, awaiting my next instruction... "Let's play a little game ... I call it: "don't come". And that's exactly what it means: I want you two to do a nice 69, but neither one of you is allowed to have an orgasm. So you will have a tough job; you must do your very best to please your lover, but on the other hand you will have to take care not to reach an orgasm yourself. The first one who reaches an orgasm is the loser of this little game; understood?" They both nodded, and Chrissy even laughed a bit; she seemed to like my idea. Somehow I knew I had found the right way of treating her ... Chrissy changed her position, and a few seconds later they were sucking and licking each others cunts. I just watched them, trying to ignore my painfully erect cock, which was still hidden in my pants. I decided to make a bet, and said to myself that Cynthia would be the first to reach her orgasm ... I won ... It had taken more than 10 minutes, but suddenly it happened: Cynthia's body started shaking harder an harder, and I knew she had lost the battle. So did Chrissy, as she started sucking her girlfriend even harder, trying to lick each drop of her delightful juices. Cynthia's orgasm was extremely wild, and I was sure it was one of the best she had ever experienced, but of course she wouldn't admit that to me; no doubt ... I congratulated the winner, and told Cynthia to get her legs down, but leave her head between Chrissy's legs. She was to make her have two great orgasms; after all Chrissy had won our little game! Cynthia did just what I asked, and on seeing her sitting on the ground to have better access to Chrissy's pussy, I got a new idea: Cynthia's cunt was in my reach, and without further hesitation, I put my hand on her back, and then lowered it towards her lovehole. Feeling my hand, she tensed, and suddenly stopped licking the gorgeous pussy in front of her. This made Chrissy open her eyes, surprised by the sudden halt of her pleasure. "Now what? Get on with it, and quick! That's no way of to treat your lover, Cyn ... Hurry!" At the same time I slapped her back with my hand, and that was more than enough for the blonde to continue her work. She renewed her sucking of Chrissy's clit. But still she was tense, and I knew she wasn't really concentrated on her licking; she was far too scared about that hand on her back; what was I going to do with it? I hesitated for a moment, and then continued what I had planned: I spread her legs a bit more, and only a few seconds later my finger slid into her still wet pussy. I felt my finger become wet, and withdrew it, slowly bringing it to my mouth. The juice on my fingertip smelled rather strong, and I decided to do exactly what I had forgotten to do last week: I slid it in my mouth, and tasted my first bit of girl cum ever! I still don't know how to describe it, but it certainly tasted great, and I wanted more. Carefully, because I wanted Cynthia to calm down and get used to my finger entering her pussy, I got another finger coated with her juices, and once again I enjoyed the taste ... Delicious! And then suddenly I had enough; I wanted to do more than just enter her with my finger and lick it off afterwards. Despite my being careful not to scare her off, I sat down on the ground, and lent over. I spread Cynthia's legs even wider, and then touched a cunt with my tongue, for the first time ever! Once again Cynthia tensed, and for a moment it seemed that she wanted to push me away, but somehow she didn't. Maybe she realized that I wouldn't take no for an answer anyway, or perhaps it was something else; I don't know. All I knew was that I wanted to feel and taste her pussy right now, and that's exactly what I did. I had found her clit rather quickly and I did my best to please this little erection with my tongue. Her still rather moist pussy became even more wet; she did not want me to suck her, but once again her body took over, and enjoyed every move I made. In the meantime I heard Chrissy moan and groan; obviously she was reaching her second orgasm, but I didn't care; I was enjoying this tasty pussy far too much ... Chrissy even reached a third orgasm, almost at the same time as I brought Cynthia to her first one (second one of the evening; hmm ... the numbers got rather confusing). And this time I felt great; I tasted fresh cum, and just the experience of having this girl orgasm on my mouth was indescribable ... I stopped though, because I thought it was time for me to have my own pleasure now; after all the girls had had several great orgasms, and my cock was still throbbing in my pants ... Stupid, of course, and time to change things ... "OK, ladies ... Enough of this ... Time for something new ..." They looked up, reluctantly, as they knew the good times were over for at least a few moments, and possibly even longer; after all it was quite possible that I had something bad in mind ... "Time to give my boyhood some fun. Cynthia, would you please unzip my pants?" She looked up, scared ... I stood there, with an obvious bulge in my pants and she was still lying on the floor, her head just a few inches away from Chrissy's dripping cunt. Slowly she rose, and sat on her knees. Obviously extremely scared now, she started unzipping my jeans, in order to release my dick. She pulled down my jeans, and after another hesitation, she pulled down my underwear, freeing my throbbing hard-on. "Looks great, no? And last week, Chrissy told us it even tasted great; a bit like your pussy tastes, if I recall her words well ... So ... I agree your pussy tastes wonderful; time for you to taste my cum: SUCK IT!" "NOOOOOOOOOOOooooooo ..." Cynthia screamed, and backed off, as far as she could, on her knees; somehow she looked scared to death ... "What? You bitch! Get here and suck it, or I'll break that promise, and fuck you like hell, right here, right now ..." "Tony, don't ... I'll give you a blow-job; leave Cynthia alone ... I promise you I'll do better ..." Chrissy slid to the ground, and had her mouth on my throbbing shaft before I even realized what had happened. Before I could say another word, I felt her lips closing round my cock, and her tongue teasing my around my flesh. Only the feeling of this made my anger disappear; I could hardly breathe; this was incredible! And, as one would expect for a first time, I couldn't hold on any longer. The mere idea of this girl sitting on her knees and sucking my dick like hell made my balls boil ... Pulling her head closer on my shaft, I felt the cum spurting against her throat; this was the best orgasm I had ever experienced! I felt her gag, but I didn't care; it was far too good ... Finally, I released her head, and she could breathe again. I could hardly believe it: Chrissy had swallowed all of my cum! Nevertheless I realized that I had given her quite a hard time, and seeing the look on her face: "I'm sorry Chrissy ... You were great; I hope I didn't hurt you?" She looked up, and swallowing some last bits, she answered: "Not really ... For a moment I could hardly breathe, but apart from that ..." "I know, and I promise I'll think of it next time. After all I don't want to kill you. It was my first time, and it was such a fantastic feeling ... Oh well ..." Suddenly, we both looked at Cynthia, who was still sitting next to the couch, still looking scared. I felt something was wrong with her, and maybe this was the time to ask, but I didn't ... I decided that I'd know, some day, and she was going to tell me this herself ... "Well ... You've missed something, Cyn ... But don't worry, I'm not angry ... Chrissy was a great replacement ..." With that I smiled at both girls, and decided it was time for me to return home, after giving the girls a final, and perhaps most frightening shot: "So ... I'll leave you for tonight; you were both great, and I enjoyed this evening very much. But ..." I paused a second, increasing the tension, and then continued: "... I want you to join me tomorrow evening. I want to go to the movies; they're playing a great new movie with Leslie Nielsen, and of course I don't want to go alone, so ..." They both started to protest at that moment, but I had them shut up, and added: "... And I don't want any stupid excuses ... We are going to the movies tomorrow, no matter how difficult it is for you to arrange things. Tomorrow at 21h, I'll pick you up at Cynthia's house. Just be there, dressed sexily, of course, wearing a skirt ..." I could see that they wanted to object, but both of them realized it would be of no help ... Once again this fucking blackmailer had them were he wanted them, and once again there was no escape possible ... So when I asked: "Understood?" They both nodded ... Reluctant, but knowing they had to do it ... I leaned over to both girls for the goodbye-kiss, and with that I left my slaves' house ... I was already curious as to how good the taping of this evening's events would be ... And, of course, I was already hot and throbbing for what would be happening tomorrow ... - - - - - (to be continued) - - - - - And what will it bring, that Saturday? You'll find out in Part 5 of this series, to be posted soon. In the meantime I wanna hear ALL your comments on the series so far. I NEED your FEEDBACK! So mail now: anon4bc5@nox.nyx.net