Three sex slaves- Part 5- Breaking bonds

Sarah is awakened to serve her master, to perform oral while he brings her to a orgasm with his fingers. Mia then hold her master's cock while he urinates before licking him clean. In the shower, raw, merciless fucking against the cold tiles awaits her. And box of BDSM toys finally arrives, which becomes the centerpiece of Sarah's next lesson.

Tags: BDSM & Power Dynamics, Slave,  Pet play, Torture / Nipple Play, Whipping, Forced Orgasm / Orgasm Control, Oral Sex / Vaginal sex, Piss play, Forced Betrayal, Humiliation & Domination, Creampie

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The sun was lazily filtering through the gaps in the curtains when I finally peeled my eyes open. I sighed contentedly and stretched. I looked beside me. Mia was asleep, curled up in the cage in the corner, her body covered only by a thin blanket I'd thrown in there later. Sarah was lying with her head on my thigh, her blonde hair spilling over my skin onto the covers. She wasn't asleep. Her eyes were watching me, red, tired, and sleepless, her mouth holding my dick, which had been resting there all night.

When she saw I was awake, her hot mouth immediately latched onto my already half-hard morning wood and she began to suck. Her movements were still a bit clumsy, but there was a certain eagerness in them, as if she were trying to make up for her lack of experience with sheer diligence. She closed her eyes as she did so, an expression of concentration on her face that was almost comical on her otherwise innocent little face.

I smiled. She's a very good girl. She learns fast, she tries hard. And that newfound eagerness was damn arousing.

"So, slave, did you sleep well? You had a rough day yesterday, didn't you?" I asked her with a smile, but she just lowered her gaze, her eyes welling up slightly, and continued sucking.

While her mouth and tongue enveloped my cock, my hand began to wander. With one hand, I shifted her slightly for better access. My fingers traced a path down her back, continued deeper, until I found what I was looking for. Her pussy. The place I had claimed for myself last night.

She gasped and paused her sucking for a moment as my fingers touched her cunt. She lifted her frightened, tear-filled eyes to me, as if afraid I was going to hurt her.

"Shhh, keep going, little one," I whispered and stroked her hair. "I'm just going to see how you're doing down there."

With a sigh of obedience, she returned to my cock, her mouth accepting it again, though with less confidence now that she felt my fingers below.

I began to explore her. I parted her labia and slowly pushed one finger inside. Sarah tensed and sobbed, her cunt dry and tight, but she continued to suck.

Without hesitation, I added another finger. She flinched again, a muffled moan escaping her mouth around my cock. Her internal muscles clenched around my fingers in a spasm. She was so narrow, so sensitive. The memories of yesterday – her screams, the blood, the way I took her – came back to me with a new intensity.

I began to move my fingers slowly in and out, massaging the inside of her pussy, so warm and soft. At the same time, my thumb found her clitoris – a small, hard nub hidden under the delicate skin. I began to massage it gently, in circular motions. For a long time, Sarah resisted, not reacting to my touches the way I wanted. But eventually, her sucking became more erratic, her breathing quickened. Quiet, broken moans escaped her mouth, even as she still tried to concentrate on my cock and control herself. Her cunt was becoming wetter, slicker around my fingers. Her muscles were tensing and releasing.