weekend. How did that go?” I tried to be acutely polite so she have no reason to be mad at me.
April paused a moment like she was savoring her memories of the past weekend. “It went well for me. I served Master and as I hoped he made me his slut forcing me to serve others. Recently he's been saying it's important to train me to serve whomever he desires, even strangers and . . . well . . . I don't mind because it really turns me on."’ She paused and I could almost see her seemingly transform before my eyes. Her voice, which had been so demanding before became softer and sexier as the submissive April emerged.
"Could you tell me what happened. I'd love to hear about it.” I tried not to sound too interested for fear she would say no, but it was truly hoping she'd fill me with her submissive sexual experiences.
"I'll tell you because Master says you learn as much from what I do for him as what I do to you. We went to a state park up north with a lake and we camped in a very secluded area for backpackers. On Saturday afternoon, two of his friends, guys he knew before me, arrived. I'd seen pictures of them, but when he told me to put on my red bikini and pack a picnic lunch for the four of us I knew something was going to happen.” April's voice seemed to get more breathy and sexy as she went on.
She shook her head and looked sheepish for just a moment. “Later I met Karl, a sort of dreamy-looking, blond-haired guy, and Thomas, a tall, handsome, black guy on the beach and we talked a little bit, but I felt there eyes on my body from the very first moment. It was like I knew Master would give me to them, but he needed to tease me first. Then we went swimming and in the process of playing and frolicking in the water, they managed to get my bikini top off and they began fondling my breasts. It didn't bother me when Thomas took my bottom off as long as Master said it was okay. More and more I wanted them to fuck me and soon we went back to camp and Master told me to serve the picnic lunch as I was. So I served them and they touched me all over, but then Master came up with a really hot idea.” April paused and I knew she was back in the moment, but I wanted to hear what happened.
"So then what?” I pleaded.
"He always thinks of something novel and this time was no exception. He smiled at me and said they needed a table and would I mind serving in that capacity. Oh fuck, I thought by that time I would have done anything to have them touch me more. So there I am, on all fours like a dog with three guys eating a picnic lunch off my back. Occasionally they pushed tidbits of food in my mouth, but more often they touched me, anywhere they wanted to. Fondling, caressing, and pushing fingers into holes until I was literally shaking with sexual desire. Master kept warning me to be still and slapping my ass hard when I wasn't, but near the end of lunch I just couldn't anymore. I was crazy to be fucked.” April was nearly shouting now as her passion was aroused.
"Did you, My Lady, did you get . . .” I was sure I felt April's sexual urgency inside me and I needed to know she gotten what she wanted.
"Fucked, I certainly did, multiple times by all three of them.” April made a sharp left turn with precision and whipped through the parking lot to bring my Miata to a stop. “Maybe someday you'll get fucked by three guys, Scott. Would you like that?"
This last question brought the whole fantasy to a conclusion for me as the idea was at this point not acceptable. I still had many inner walls to be broken down.
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It must have been close to eight because April's eyes began scanning the parking lot, I assume for some sign of Paulo's vehicle.
"Come on, time to go inside. I don't want Master to arrive before us and have to wait.” April bolted from the car and I followed and I found I was walking a step or two behind her so I tried to catch up so we could walk side by side. However as soon as
April paused a moment like she was savoring her memories of the past weekend. “It went well for me. I served Master and as I hoped he made me his slut forcing me to serve others. Recently he's been saying it's important to train me to serve whomever he desires, even strangers and . . . well . . . I don't mind because it really turns me on."’ She paused and I could almost see her seemingly transform before my eyes. Her voice, which had been so demanding before became softer and sexier as the submissive April emerged.
"Could you tell me what happened. I'd love to hear about it.” I tried not to sound too interested for fear she would say no, but it was truly hoping she'd fill me with her submissive sexual experiences.
"I'll tell you because Master says you learn as much from what I do for him as what I do to you. We went to a state park up north with a lake and we camped in a very secluded area for backpackers. On Saturday afternoon, two of his friends, guys he knew before me, arrived. I'd seen pictures of them, but when he told me to put on my red bikini and pack a picnic lunch for the four of us I knew something was going to happen.” April's voice seemed to get more breathy and sexy as she went on.
She shook her head and looked sheepish for just a moment. “Later I met Karl, a sort of dreamy-looking, blond-haired guy, and Thomas, a tall, handsome, black guy on the beach and we talked a little bit, but I felt there eyes on my body from the very first moment. It was like I knew Master would give me to them, but he needed to tease me first. Then we went swimming and in the process of playing and frolicking in the water, they managed to get my bikini top off and they began fondling my breasts. It didn't bother me when Thomas took my bottom off as long as Master said it was okay. More and more I wanted them to fuck me and soon we went back to camp and Master told me to serve the picnic lunch as I was. So I served them and they touched me all over, but then Master came up with a really hot idea.” April paused and I knew she was back in the moment, but I wanted to hear what happened.
"So then what?” I pleaded.
"He always thinks of something novel and this time was no exception. He smiled at me and said they needed a table and would I mind serving in that capacity. Oh fuck, I thought by that time I would have done anything to have them touch me more. So there I am, on all fours like a dog with three guys eating a picnic lunch off my back. Occasionally they pushed tidbits of food in my mouth, but more often they touched me, anywhere they wanted to. Fondling, caressing, and pushing fingers into holes until I was literally shaking with sexual desire. Master kept warning me to be still and slapping my ass hard when I wasn't, but near the end of lunch I just couldn't anymore. I was crazy to be fucked.” April was nearly shouting now as her passion was aroused.
"Did you, My Lady, did you get . . .” I was sure I felt April's sexual urgency inside me and I needed to know she gotten what she wanted.
"Fucked, I certainly did, multiple times by all three of them.” April made a sharp left turn with precision and whipped through the parking lot to bring my Miata to a stop. “Maybe someday you'll get fucked by three guys, Scott. Would you like that?"
This last question brought the whole fantasy to a conclusion for me as the idea was at this point not acceptable. I still had many inner walls to be broken down.
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Chapter 4
It must have been close to eight because April's eyes began scanning the parking lot, I assume for some sign of Paulo's vehicle.
"Come on, time to go inside. I don't want Master to arrive before us and have to wait.” April bolted from the car and I followed and I found I was walking a step or two behind her so I tried to catch up so we could walk side by side. However as soon as
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