Free Her Master Demands (Dark BDSM Erotica) by Dan Bruce

And
of course there was his cock, and the pair of big potent balls –
equipment that had serviced Emily so well over the past few hours:
fucking her wildly, the Master hungry with need to fire off his
seed; then fucking her again within minutes of spurting, taking his
time before blowing another load, delivering so wonderfully against
his promise to rut with her for hours on end.
    They were now lying on Adam’s bed in his rather modest flat –
a place that would undoubtedly be upgraded in the near future, once
those scarily large commission cheques started rolling in. They had
come here after Emily’s Master had sorted Tessa out – another
surprise – a whopper in fact. Emily could scarcely believe what had
happened. Yet it had occurred - the scene so clear in her mind – a
memory Emily would treasure for the rest of her life...
    “Okay,” said Tessa, succumbing to the man like everyone did.
“Get the little stuck up madam to stick her tongue up my ass. Then
I want fucked good and proper by a big hard prick, so you’d better
not have been bragging, Adam, when you mentioned the
size!”
    After Tessa had made this bold declaration, rather shyly for
someone who hoped to spend most of the night with a heck of a big
cock pounding away at her pussy, the evil witch had turned away,
put her hands under her skirt and pulled down her knickers that
were as big as a tent. Encouraged by the man she expected to be
doing that pounding, Tessa had then hitched up her skirt to reveal
the big fat ass which Emily was expected to kiss and lick as the
initial part of Tessa’s pay off. The spectacle was completed when
Tessa had bent over - spreading her legs to part her buttocks and
reveal the full extent of the task Emily was being set.
    Ordered to her knees directly behind - Emily had no choice but
to take in Tessa’s ass at close quarters. More generous souls would
have been less severe in their appraisal, but Emily was hardly the
kindly sort when it came to her mortal enemy. The buttocks were
huge and decidedly flabby, not taut and plump like her peachy
pair.
    Emily had felt sick. The sight of Tessa’s butt was nauseating.
The very idea that she would have to lick it was turning her
stomach. And not just lick it – get her tongue right in there and
ream out Tessa Clifford’s rancid guts! It was cruel – the worst
thing Her Master had ever done. Everything else had a balancing
edge – a high to offset the low. But not with this! How could there
possibly be an upside to this humiliation? How could Emily possibly
find a crumb of comfort in the taste of Tessa’s putrid
bowels?
    “Tell her what you want, Tessa!” Adam had insisted, laughing
at the fun which Emily didn’t find amusing.
    “I want her to lick it!” Tessa had said rather
meekly.
    “No! Tell HER! Not ME!” shouted Adam, his voice so commanding.
“This is your prize! The bribe you demanded. So tell her! This is
what you asked for in return for your help – so let’s hear you
claim it!”
    “Lick my ass,” Tessa had squeaked not very
convincingly.
    “Pathetic!” mocked the Master. “Surely you’re not as pathetic
as she is! Come on, Tessa! That’s not how an assertive woman
behaves. Demand! Demand of her now and demand of me later! Or when
it comes to part two, will you ask me nicely to take you, and not
object when all I do is prod your pussy slit with my knob – too shy
to demand that I stick it all the way in then fuck you senseless
with eight hard inches of cock?”
    That did the trick. Tessa had looked round and snarled at
Emily, grabbing hold of her flabby butt cheeks to spread them wider
as she hissed out the commands. “Lick my asshole, you nasty little
bitch! Get your tongue up there and get it up deep!”
    “That’s more like it, Tessa,” Adam had enthused. “And why
should she do this?”
    “Because she’s a pathetic little bitch - that’s why. Because
I’m smarter than her and I’ve set this up.”
    “No Tessa, that’s where