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It's show time! - Part 2 |
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By Nigel McParr
Senora Bella surprised Luz by coming into the bedroom with a tray of sandwiches and a glass of wine. She had not expected her new mistress to be so kind. To her further surprise, Senora uncuffed her and invited her to sit beside her on the bed while she ate her sandwich and sipped her wine. While she ate, Senora slipped her arm around her waist. “For now, Luz, you are on probation. I will keep you in those panties and the restraints until bedtime. We have work to do tonight, which I’ll attend to after I feed Senor Harry.” Senora even lit the gas fireplace before she left the bedroom. The meal, the wine, and the warmth radiating from the fire relaxed Luz. She was barely aware of the supple leather cuffs that held her limbs to the twin posts. She stared into the fire and drifted back to an earlier time in her remote Mexican village. She remembered the night as if it were yesterday. Her older sister wasn’t home. Her father had come home drunk. As soon as she saw the meanness in her father’s bloodshot eyes, she called Armando. He was there in five minutes. On their way downtown, she told him to pull into a darkened alley. For the first time, she let a boy undo her bra. Armando’s fingers were shaking so badly he could hardly undo the taut hooks of her bra. His frantic little boy fumbling and nervousness excited her, helped her forget the shame she felt at what she was about to do. When he finally freed her bra and tried to kiss her, she pushed him away, telling him not now. He’d have to wait and behave or she was going home. When she stepped out of the car in her patent leather stiletto heels, over-the-top makeup, denim mini-skirt, and clingy top, the whole world could see she was braless. She ignored the stares and took Armando’s arm. Together, they walked arm in arm into the theater. She loved the silver screen. It was her escape. Seeing those beautiful actresses with their gorgeous bust lines and plump carmine lips helped her forget. Afterwards, they climbed into the backseat of Armando’s father’s car. It was an old Chevy with plenty of room. Luz’s sex was throbbing, eager for satisfaction. Her dark eyes were limpid, shining with desire. Armando was panting like a dog. He was way too eager to get his cock into her. She tried to distract him by letting him play with her breasts. She laughed as his fingers scampered over her tits like a pair of fractious puppies. Still, he was nothing like those other boys. She shivered with delight when she pressed his lips to her nipples and he nursed like a hungry baby. Holding him to her breast, she slipped her other hand under him and into the slippery folds of her sex. She climaxed quickly, then steered his head between her wet thighs. The poor boy gasped and came all over himself almost as quickly as she lowered his face into the moist heat of her nest. Even though he had not fucked her, it had been the most memorable evening of her life. On the way home, she felt the need for a king-size cock but said nothing to Armando. He was not big enough to meet her needs.
She drifted back to the present. She wondered what would happen to her tonight. Senora Caroline had tied her to the bed, but this was different, far more exciting. There was something about her new mistress that made her want to trust her. It was part of her adventure in the United States. Senora Bella had mentioned something about the stage, which intrigued her. She was sure she didn’t have the looks or the body to go on the stage. It was too much to hope for. Senora Bella was prettier than Senora Carolyn with a warmth and beauty that drew her in and comforted her. Something in the older woman’s eyes assured her she had nothing to fear. Senora would take care of her and perhaps Alondra, her older sister, as well.
Downstairs, Bella heaped pasta onto Harry’s plate then sat down opposite him. She had removed her apron, allowing Harry’s eyes to focus on the ballooning cleft in her breasts as she settled into her chair. She was pleased by his reaction, but she was not about to let him know that. She looked across the table and said, “I went to Carolyn’s today.” “How is she doing?” “Well enough I suppose. She’s got all the money in the world and won’t spend a dime on herself or that wretched old house of hers…She’s going to need a new maid.” Harry looked at her. “Really? I thought she just got another one.” “I’ll explain in a minute. There is another thing: Carolyn is in desperate need of a good spanking, a real ass blistering. I’m going to send you over there with my hairbrush.” Harry looked carefully at Bella, studying her intent. “Y-Yes, of course, darling. I’ve always adored Carolyn. I’d love to help.” “I’ll bet you would. Carolyn is like a sister to me. I would do anything for her. This time I have no choice…I owe her.” “What about …?” “Harry, must I remind you that you are my property - not hers? I want you to spank the daylights out of her. And then…well, you just do as she says.” Harry grinned. “Yes, Ma’am.” “Carolyn’s loss is my gain. I have a new headliner for the show.” Harry looked stunned. “Where…you mean Carolyn’s maid?” Bella put on her best Cheshire cat smile. “Exactly,” she purred.
Luz was nodding off when the bedroom door opened suddenly. Her mistress came into the room with Harry. He was much younger than Senora, She thought he was the handsomest man she had ever seen. Harry’s stare made her realize she had nothing on but her see-through panties. She forced herself to smile at the young man in tight-fitting indigo Levis, black tee shirt, and washboard abs. He had long wavy ash-blonde hair rubber-banded into a ponytail and lovely sapphire eyes. A hint of something to come crossed his face as he approached her. “Bella, darling, she is perfection! How did you get her away from Carolyn?” “We’re like sisters, remember?” “She is magnificent. She will put the show back in the black. What’s her name?” “Luz Rodriguez. I’ll fill you in later on her history. You may examine her. Be thorough as I’ve taught you.” “Welcome to our world, Senorita Luz,” Harry whispered. Luz stiffened when Harry touched her. She felt like a mare at auction. He looked in her ears, opened her mouth, and examined her teeth. He hefted her breasts. When he released them and they smacked down onto her rib cage, his show-critical eye gauged the depth at which they settled. He ran his fingertips over her breasts and squeezed her nipples. His hand dropped to the plump rise of her pussy where he lingered and fondled her. He pressed his forefinger deep into the sweet cleft beneath her panties. “Harry, why don’t you just pull them down?” Bella asked softly. Luz could see Harry’s examination was exciting her mistress. “Not yet,” he replied tersely. Except for Armando and her uncle, Luz had never been this close to a man. Senor Harry was nothing like either one. He was much younger than Senora Bella. In spite of his initial roughness, she could sense an underlying gentle patience. She spotted the bulging outline of his immense cock coming through his jeans. He didn’t react when she glanced down at his crotch. She was sure her huge tits were exciting him. Already she was as big as her mother and she said she would grow even bigger. It made her proud she could catch the eye of these wealthy Americans. “Come on, Harry, there is no time to waste. We must begin her training tonight. While I change, you get comfortable with her.” Harry murmured his assent as Bella disappeared into the walk-in closet. A few moments later, she emerged in a calf-length pale blue nightgown so sheer Luz could see her breasts and the dark patch of her pussy. Senora might as well have been naked. Harry’s hands, mouth, and the luscious sight of her mistress’ long shapely legs, heavy jiggling breasts and proud nipples rising from their dark rounded beds, filled Luz with lust and excitement. Other than Senora Carolyn who had occasionally taken her to bed and fucked her, she’d never been intimate with a woman. Her mistress climbed on the bed with a couple of pillows and drew up her knees so that Luz could see the scarlet cleft of her sex. One hand fondled her breasts cradled in her lap. The other went between her thighs. Harry had his hands on her breasts and then her buttocks, sending frissons of pleasure coursing through her and making her tremble. He was breathing heavily. The bulge in his jeans threatened to rip through the taut denim. He surprised her with a hard slap to her buttocks and then her thighs. The slaps excited more that hurt. He lifted her breasts to his lips and sucked hard, nibbled at her nipples until they were rock hard. He pinched her nipples so hard she winced. Was he testing her resolve? She let out a whimper when he took the whip from the bed. Senora was watching, smiling. Firelight danced in her eyes. “Did your daddy whip you?” Bella asked quietly as Harry swished the whip into the palm of his hand. “He used his belt on my sister and me.” “Whoa! Harry, step away. How old is your sister?” “21.” “Is she in the United States?” “Y-Yes. Alondra works in another city as an au pair …I haven’t seen her in almost a year.” The thought of her sister moistened her eyes. “Bella, darling, do you suppose-” Luz marveled at her mistress’ control over Harry. With a wave of her hand, she stopped Harry in mid-sentence. “Is Alondra built like you, Luz - big in the bust?” “Not quite as big, Senora. I have a picture of her.” “I’ll want to see that photo. Tell me your bra and waist sizes.” “I’m a 38K with 26-inch waist.” “Your sister?” When I last saw her she was, I think, a 36F and 23-inch waist. She is probably bigger now.” “I must have her in the show. Do you know how to reach her?” Luz exhaled in relief and excitement. “I have a phone number, Senora. Is it possible I will be reunited with my sister?” “I’ll call your sister’s employer. Then, we’ll see. Now, back to business. I am satisfied with your response to Senora Carolyn’s strap. You will come across well on the stage. We will forego the strap tonight and go right to the whip. Have you ever been whipped with anything like Harry is holding?” Luz glanced at the whip and blushed. “No, Ma’am.” “It’s a crowd pleaser. You need to learn the feel of it. Our audiences are never fooled by phony pleas and whining. The whip must hurt to generate a response from the audience. The pain you feel will create excitement that dampens and mutes your pain.” Bella nodded to Harry. He moved behind her and delivered a light slashing stroke to her ass. She stiffened and waited. The next stroke hurt more. With each successive application of the whip, her pain grew and spread like wildfire into her buttocks and thighs. As he worked his way around her, lashing her sex, thighs, hips, and upper and lower buttocks, the pain began to ebb even though he was now delivering harder strokes. A hot new feeling grew deep in her belly and made its way into her pussy. Her shrieks were softer now. She was feeling euphoric….she wanted him to whip her! The awareness left her limp and craving that bulge in his jeans. As if he could sense her need, he paused to gently kiss her. He looked at Senora. When she smiled, he threw the whip on the bed. “That was fun, but now it gets even better,” he whispered as he inserted his thumbs into the waistband of her sheer panties and slid them down to her knees. The rasp and sigh of the nylon moving over the spread of her hips was like an aphrodisiac. Then, he was on his knees before her with her hips in his hands and drawing her throbbing pussy into his open mouth. It was then she realized Armando knew nothing about intimately pleasuring a girl. She shuddered and mewed as he spread her outer lips and tenderly beguiled her with the insistent worming of his tongue. She could not help herself. She responded with nervous giggles and glances at Senora Bella, hoping her new mistress wasn’t upset by the pleasure she felt. Senora Bella watched her with lidded eyes and O-shaped lips. Her hands were between her thighs furiously pumping a huge pink dildo most of which was deep inside her. Seeing how engrossed she was with that rubber cock, Luz prayed she didn’t mind Senor Harry’s face buried in her thighs, eating her pussy. It was hard to think clearly now. She flew like a bird from one streaming orgasm to the next so that she wasn’t sure when one ended and the next began. Blanketed in a lush haze, Luz slowly realized Senor Harry was unfastening her restraints and Senora was sitting up on the edge of the bed with her thighs spread wide. Her dildo was gone. Senora said, “That’s good so far. Harry, you stay where you are. Keep that flagpole nice and hard. Luz, come over here. I want see what you can do with that naughty tongue.” Exhilarated and overwhelmed with lust, Luz allowed her mistress to place her between her thighs and lower her onto her knees. She knew what was going to happen and she worried she would not be able to perform. Her girlfriends were experts at it. They were always doing each other at sleepovers, but in spite of their insistence, she had not. Senora placed her hands on the back of her head and guided her into her pussy. The scent and the heat of her broke through her reluctance and made her head spin. Now she understood. She wanted to do this. “Oh, mama,” Harry moaned. “Shut up, Harry. Ignore him, Luz. Close your eyes and imagine you are alone with me on a darkened stage. A single spotlight is on us. We are all the audience sees. I want you to feel that and let yourself go. You already know what I want you to do.” Luz wasn’t so sure, but she did exactly as Senora instructed. She relaxed the muscles in her neck and allowed her mistress to draw her face deeper into her thighs until her lips met wet folds of pussy. The effect was startling, intoxicating. She uttered a little cry as her mouth opened and the tip of her tongue touched the silky creases of Senora’s sex. Filled with ecstasy that she was able to make love to another woman, rapture flooded her consciousness. She thrust her open mouth and the length of her tongue deep into Senora and sensed her excitement, the stiffening of her body, the throwing back of her head as her lips and tongue willed her over the edge. Senora let out a primal scream that echoed into the kitchen below. When Senora finally released her from the valley of her thighs, she was shaking with laughter. Luz looked up at her puzzled. “Luz, you have no idea…you are so raw talent…a treasure…a gold mine! I am going to make lots of money with you. On your feet, girl. Harry, pour us some vino.” While Harry dutifully poured three glasses of wine from a decanter on the antique bureau, Bella hugged and kissed an astonished Luz. The three of them sat on the bed and sipped wine while their sky-high emotions drifted back down to earth. “So far, so good,” Senora said. “Harry, we may have another Secretariat here.” “I couldn’t agree more,” Harry laughed. Luz caught the anticipation in his voice. It reminded her of Armando in the backseat of the Chevy, which seemed like a million years ago now. “Harry, you are up now - in more ways than one. Do her in your jeans.” Luz watched Senor Harry stand up and unzip his jeans. It took time and effort to wrestle his mammoth cock out of his jeans. It was as big as Senora Bella’s dildo with a bulbous red head. Luz gasped in amazement. Armando was a baby boy compared to Senor Harry. She looked at her mistress who was smiling broadly at her. “Senora, are you…I mean…do you mean…for Senor Harry to put that big thing into me?” She was staring at it transfixed. She began to cry. Bella kissed her and took her in her arms. “Sweetie, you must learn to trust your Senora. Harry fucks me with that big cock, right up to the hilt. It will just take time to get used to it. However, before he fucks you front and back, I have another stage lesson. I want to walk you through it to see how you do.” “Get on your knees in front of Harry.” Senora ordered as she sat down on the edge of the bed and crossed her shapely legs. “Have you ever sucked cock?” she asked quietly. Kneeling before Harry’s thighs with his huge cock bobbing in her face, Luz was terrified into silence. “Luz, I asked you a question.” Luz slowly shook her head. “Put your hands on it. Fondle it like a lollipop. Get to know it.” Luz studied the cock sprouting like a tree from Senor Harry’s groin. Its crimson head, ribs, and veins angling beneath the taut translucence, fascinated her. Part of her was terrified. The other part drove her to open her mouth and take every bit of him. Her fingertip grazed the velvety sack containing his balls. They were heavy and full, hanging like miniature melons between his legs. He was nothing like Armando. His cock had been small and pale. Even erect it couldn’t match Harry’s man-cock. She took his cock between her tentative thumb and forefinger. It jerked upward when she touched it, causing her to let go. Senora laughed. “It’s, alive, child…a little animal anxious for you to put it to work.” Luz ran a fingertip over the bulbous crown, teased out a crystalline drop of fluid. She felt him twitch and she relished the power emanating from her fingertips. She eased his foreskin back and heard Harry gasp. Emboldened and driven now by her desire, she wrapped her entire hand around him and began to pump him like a shotgun. Senora Bella’s voice was faint, as if she were in another room. “Take him, Luz, take him into your mouth,” Harry’s hands were caressing the back of her head, gently easing her to him. “Open wide, darling,” Senora whispered. “Get your lips around him. You can take it all.” Determined to obey and crazy with desire, Luz dropped her jaw into a deep yawn. She took Harry’s huge veined cock with both of her hands. She wondered if she could fit that swollen cock-head into her mouth much less take it all, but she would not ask Senora for help. Her mistress was enjoying her struggle and expected her to obey. She kissed the glimmering eye of his cock and tasted him with her tongue. It was like brushing her lips over the satiny texture of a baby’s head. The intimacy electrified her. She had never done this before, had no idea. Quivering with excitement, she opened her mouth wide and thrust his cock into her mouth. “Ah, that’s it, sweetie, Senora crooned. “Savor him like he’s yours.” Her mouth filled with Harry, she fed off the sensory experience. Her pussy grew hot and began to throb. Her nipples stung as they erected and hardened. She had captured him in her mouth, trapped him between her taut lips. She suddenly felt very different, somehow elevated above her station and she relished this newfound freedom. Her head grew light. Her sex was wet, eager, and anxious. She wanted Senor Harry, more than she had ever wanted Armando. Senora’s voice was soft and distant. “Imagine you are on the stage, Luz. You are in charge. You control the scene. Senor Harry is your slave. I want you to set the pace…control it. You alone decide when Senor Harry comes.” Luz nodded excitedly. She was finding it easier now. She had most of him in her mouth. She would have taken every inch of him, but he was simply too big. She thought of skinny Armando and his baby-cock and recalled how she had controlled that boy’s ejaculations. Harry was a much bigger challenge. She had to prove to Senora she could manage Harry and his cock. She began to gently nurse, working her mouth and cheeks just enough to get his attention, but not enough to drive him over the edge. She could feel Senora watching her. It was like performing for a one-woman audience. She smirked coyly up at Harry. Her cheeks drew inward until they dimpled. Poor Harry could scarcely control himself. She knew then she was in control. She worked him in and out, sucking and pausing, to take the measure of his thickening cock. She could feel the spasms emanating from his groin. She slipped her hand under his bulging scrotum and gently caressed his heavy sac. “Take him deep, Luz, all the way to the back of your mouth.” “Suck me harder…please…” Harry pleaded. Luz wrapped her arms around Harry’s denim-clad hips and began to suck so hard her cheeks ached. “Good girl,” he whispered. She could feel the trembling in his legs and buttocks. He was ready to explode. He pressed her face into him as his pre-cum leaked into her mouth. He came like a water jet, spurting, pumping, flooding her mouth until she began to choke. Senora’s voice cut through the splendor. “Swallow it, Luz! Don’t waste a drop! Even though she was desperately gulping down his huge volume of sperm as best she could, it still leaked from the sides of her mouth and ran down her chin. When he finally stopped emptying himself into her mouth, she looked up at him. He looked down at her and grinned. Armando had looked at her the same way when she let him play in her breasts and he came in his jeans.
Even though he had finished ejaculating and was standing quietly now with his cock still in her mouth, he remained hard and erect. Perfect, she thought. Hopefully, it meant Senora would let him fuck her. Her sex was dripping. She had never before experienced such a need to have his big cock rammed into her…fucked until she couldn’t walk. She made one final swallow and then turned to her mistress. “Did I do well, Senora?” Bella rose from the bed, clapping her hands. “Harry go into the bathroom then get right back here.” When Harry had left the room, Bella turned to Luz. What a showstopper! Come here, girl.” Bella hugged Luz so hard she took her breath away. “I’m proud of you. The best is yet to come.” When Harry returned, she ordered him to strip and get on the bed. His cock was still erect, rising like a great stone plinth from his groin. Bella told Luz to step out of her panties and straddle Harry. When she got onto the bed, she trapped Harry between her thighs, pinning him to the bed. Her huge tits swung slowly above his face. “Harry, you begin. You know this scene well. Luz just follow along.” Harry began to play with Luz’s breasts. He cupped them, ran his hands over their firm meaty flesh, and teased her nipples until they were pinpoints of eagerness. He lifted his head and began to suckle. His lips and teeth nibbled gently at her nipples, arousing her until she moaned and tried to lower herself onto him. That earned her a hard slap on her buttocks. “Not until I tell you,” Senora Bella warned her. Luz felt her mistress’ hand on her back. It slid between her buttocks to tease her pussy and anus. She jumped when Senora worked a finger into her rectum and guided Luz down and onto Harry’s cock. Luz moaned as Harry took his cue and worked his cock into her. She grimaced in pain as the big cock head went in. Tears filled her eyes. She dropped her head and kissed Harry on his mouth. Senora pushed her down onto Harry. Luz screamed in protest. “He’s too big, Senora. He’ll tear me in half…” The Senora laughed. “You won’t say that once you’ve taken every bit of him. You’ll beg for more.” She inserted a second finger into Luz’s backside, eliciting another cry, but this time the pain faded into gratification beyond her dreams. Senora and Harry had worked their magic. Harry’s cock pulsated and grew inside her. The first hot gush scalded her insides, brought her to the precipice. He moved then just enough for her to explode into a streaming orgasm that rocked her soul. Lifting her head high, uncaring, unaware of Senora’s smile, she screamed into the night.
Senora bade them stay right where they were. “I want you to relish this experience, Luz.” Senor Harry’s cock would not go down. It remained as hard as it was when he’d begun. He teased her with minute motions that sent delightful after-shocks through her. She closed her eyes and kissed him. “It’s been a long day, Luz. You have had enough training for one night. We’ll resume tomorrow with how to walk on stage, strut your stuff, like that. You will be doing one show a week. Given my clientele and your innate ability and passion, you and they are going to love every minute.” Bella went to the armoire and took out a fat rubber cock. She showed it to Luz who looked at it frightfully. “It’s a butt-plug, and part of your training. We will use it in the show. I want you to sleep with it tonight. It will prepare you for the stage when Senor Harry sticks his cock up your ass. Get on your knees. Be quick!” Luz rolled onto her knees and stuck her broad bottom into the air. Senora lubricated the butt-plug, then spread her cheeks and forced the fat rubber cylinder into her until it could go no further. It felt like Senora was running a swollen sinuous snake up her backside. At first, it hurt like hell, but within seconds, it was beginning to feel better. Red-faced and ashamed at the pleasure seeping into her from her backside, Luz for one second remembered her uncle. To her surprise, Bella lay down beside her. “You’re sleeping with Mama tonight. Harry is relegated to the guest room.” Luz giggled as her mistress pulled her into her warm curves. She felt like a little girl again, safe in her mother’s arms. “Tomorrow morning I will call your sister’s employer. Sisters should never be separated,” she whispered as she glided her hand over the arc of Luz’s hip.
Continued in Part Three
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