The Inheritance - 2 - The Man
Kirina stood in front of the man, who was now rubbing the front of his pants, tending to the erection underneath.
"Are you in charge here?" Asked Kirina, innocently.
"Yes, I suppose you could say that." Chuckled the man. "I'm certainly in charge of you!"
Kirina's confusion was only overtaken by her arousal. "In charge? And what do you expect of me?"
"Well, for one thing, you should be on your knees, ready to give me a blowjob." The man answered, a bit more sternly this time.
Kirina dropped to her knees, as if hypnotized. Even so, she couldn't bring herself to consider a blowjob! She had only fellated her boyfriend a few brief moments, as a show of love. It was very different to consider performing such an act on a stranger.
"How could you even suggest such a thing!" Kirina protested. "I'm not that kind of girl!" Kirina felt a bit silly using the 'not that kind of girl' line, but she was at a loss for words.
"Suggest?" The man barked. "It's more of an order. You accepted the money, now you must accept the responsibilities." He had already unbuckled his pants, and was preparing to unbutton the front of his trousers.
Kirina was spellbound. On her knees, in a warehouse she now owned, a man undoing his pants only a short distance in front of her face.
"In fact, I think you should ask politely to suck me off." The man spoke the words in a calm, but firm voice. "Something like, 'Sir, may I please take your cock into my mouth and pleasure you?"
Kirina was still in shock. The man's cock was now visible, and it was as good looking as the rest of him - and quite erect.
"But what do I do?" Kirina protested.
The man reached down without pause, and grabbed Kirina's nipple through her dress.
"You ask politely." He answered, his thumb and forefinger now pinching and twisting harder. "Then, if I grant you permission, you take my dick into your mouth, and bob up and down on it."
"Sir, I..." Kirina then felt the man grab her other nipple. A hard tug and a twist that caused Kirina to lose her breath. "Sir may I please take your cock into my mouth!" She heard herself say quickly in response, her nipples in sharp pain.
"Hands behind your back, and ask again." The man responded. He had turned completely toward Kirina, his legs spread, his cock stiffened out in the direction of Kirina's face.
"Please Sir may I pleasure your dick with my mouth please Sir." Kirina sobbed, her nipples hurting.
"Very well." The man smiled. "Kiss it first, like a good girl."
The man grabbed Kirina's hair a pulled her face down to his crotch. She felt his other hand dip down the front of her blouse, into her bra, cupping her breast. The stiff prick was right in front of her face. She obediently gave it a kiss on the head. Kirina then felt the mans hand go to the back of her head, pushing it down. As Kirina tried to take a deep breath, she felt the cock go deep into her mouth.
"Good whore." The man groaned. "This is what your mouth is for. This is the purpose of a woman like you."
Kirina was in no position to argue, or able to talk back. Her mouth was full.
"No teeth." The man grunted, lifting Kirina's face off his cock, and glaring directly into her eyes. He was fully in control. Kirina felt her head being pushed back down, dick back into her mouth.
"Suck." The man seemed to be relaxing more, the more he took control. "Up and down. Up and down. More tongue. Keep it nice and wet. Lips around it. Deeper, girl."
Kirina had never been used like this. She was also still very confused. What was this place? Who was this man? Why was he using her this way? What would her boyfriend think, if he were to know how she was being used? She was also a bit confused with the feelings going through her mind, her heart, and her pussy.
"Good girl." The man spoke down to Kirina.
The praise actually made her feel good. She just didn't want him to hurt her nipples anymore. The guy kind of resembled a favorite movie star, and the thought and fantasy made her give of herself even more deeply.
"Okay, that's enough." Said the man, pulling Kirina's head up abruptly. A bit of drool fell from Kirina's surprised mouth. "Time for you to visit room number one."
The man stood, pushed his wet dick back into his pants, which he then buttoned and buckled back up. Kirina was still without words. Had she done wrong? A part of her wanted to keep pleasuring the man.
The man stood. Kirina was a bit surprised at how tall he was. He took her hand, lifted her up, and pointed to a nearby door. Kirina reached into her purse, and grabbed the keyring. Directly next to the master key was another key: #1.
Of course, the key fit the door perfectly.
"Enter, and strip." Ordered the man.
"What?" Kirina objected.
"You heard. Enter and strip. Expose your fotzen. Reveal those tits." Again, the man's words weren't spoken loudly, but they were spoken with authority. He was in control.
Room #1 was small, and not lit very well - but still well enough to see a man wearing only shorts holding a flogger, and a nude woman with her wrists tied over her head, secured to a chain from the ceiling.
"Strip." Came the order from the man again.
Kirina stood dumbly, unable to process the thoughts and the situation.
"You can think about how you'll spend the money later. Now, it's time to earn it." The man barked.
Kirina began to unbutton her blouse slowly, unable to take her gaze off the woman in front of her. The woman hanging in front of her had a glazed expression. Her breasts were red and marked from the flogger. Her pussy was shaved bare, with a small silver ring on one of the labia. She was slim and very attractive.
"Faster!" The man said, now raising his voice. "This isn't a strip-tease!"
Kirina hurried to remove her blouse, then her shoes. The man wasn't showing much patience. Kirina felt him undo her bra, which fell helplessly down her arms.
Kirina's gaze turned to the man with the flogger. He wasn't as tall as the man she had just sucked, and perhaps a bit darker. Mediterranean, perhaps? His shorts had almost a leather appearance. As he turned slightly, Kirina could also see that his cock and balls were fully exposed. So much was happening at once... Before she knew it, Kirina found herself naked in front of three strangers.
The man then brought down the flogger across the woman's chest. The sound of leather hitting bare flesh. The woman being hit made a deep moan as her breasts heaved. A second stroke followed, this one even harder. The woman made a gasp, this time followed by a sob. Kirina was now evident of tears rolling down the woman's face.
"Oh, doesn't she look like she is suffering?" The man held Kirina by the neck. She could still taste him in her mouth. Kirina nodded. "Well, I think you should provide her some relief."
Kirina turned, and looked to the man, as if asking a question.
"She's distressed. I think you should lick her pussy for her, to help take her mind off the pain." The man answered the wordless question.
Kirina buckled. She stood open mouthed, trying to digest all that was going on. Lick her pussy? She had a lesbian woman kiss her at a drunken party once, but that was the only physical contact she'd ever had with the same sex.
"Down, and down NOW!" The man ordered, pointing to the floor in front of the woman being whipped.
Kirina obeyed. She found herself moving as if she were sleepwalking, with her movement coordinated by something beyond herself.
"Kiss, and lick." Simple orders. Simple words. Kirina looked closely at the woman's pussy directly in front of her. It was beautiful, despite having some reddish stripes from the flogger. The pussy also had a scent, much like her own.
"Now!" The man ordered.
Kirina bent forward, and gave a gentle kiss to the woman's cleft. It felt foreign. Another kiss. Then, a lick. Kirina began low on the pussy, her tongue carefully moving up. It tasted a bit sweaty, not unlike what you would expect a woman's pussy to taste like after being tied up nude in a warehouse room and being whipped.
Kirina's tongue gained courage and went a bit deeper. The woman moaned, a different moan than she had made when the flogger came down on her tits. Kirina reached up, and touched the woman's cunt. It felt soft and vulnerable. Kirina felt sorry for the woman. 'Take her mind off the pain.' She thought. Kirina licked a bit more aggressively, and the fold opened. The wetness inside was thick and sensual. Kirina could detect the woman's clit, and the stiffness of it. She gave the clitty a soft lick from top to bottom, then from bottom to top. Both women shivered.
"Encourage her!" Kirina heard the man say.
Kirina then felt the flogger come down over her bare back.
"Are you in charge here?" Asked Kirina, innocently.
"Yes, I suppose you could say that." Chuckled the man. "I'm certainly in charge of you!"
Kirina's confusion was only overtaken by her arousal. "In charge? And what do you expect of me?"
"Well, for one thing, you should be on your knees, ready to give me a blowjob." The man answered, a bit more sternly this time.
Kirina dropped to her knees, as if hypnotized. Even so, she couldn't bring herself to consider a blowjob! She had only fellated her boyfriend a few brief moments, as a show of love. It was very different to consider performing such an act on a stranger.
"How could you even suggest such a thing!" Kirina protested. "I'm not that kind of girl!" Kirina felt a bit silly using the 'not that kind of girl' line, but she was at a loss for words.
"Suggest?" The man barked. "It's more of an order. You accepted the money, now you must accept the responsibilities." He had already unbuckled his pants, and was preparing to unbutton the front of his trousers.
Kirina was spellbound. On her knees, in a warehouse she now owned, a man undoing his pants only a short distance in front of her face.
"In fact, I think you should ask politely to suck me off." The man spoke the words in a calm, but firm voice. "Something like, 'Sir, may I please take your cock into my mouth and pleasure you?"
Kirina was still in shock. The man's cock was now visible, and it was as good looking as the rest of him - and quite erect.
"But what do I do?" Kirina protested.
The man reached down without pause, and grabbed Kirina's nipple through her dress.
"You ask politely." He answered, his thumb and forefinger now pinching and twisting harder. "Then, if I grant you permission, you take my dick into your mouth, and bob up and down on it."
"Sir, I..." Kirina then felt the man grab her other nipple. A hard tug and a twist that caused Kirina to lose her breath. "Sir may I please take your cock into my mouth!" She heard herself say quickly in response, her nipples in sharp pain.
"Hands behind your back, and ask again." The man responded. He had turned completely toward Kirina, his legs spread, his cock stiffened out in the direction of Kirina's face.
"Please Sir may I pleasure your dick with my mouth please Sir." Kirina sobbed, her nipples hurting.
"Very well." The man smiled. "Kiss it first, like a good girl."
The man grabbed Kirina's hair a pulled her face down to his crotch. She felt his other hand dip down the front of her blouse, into her bra, cupping her breast. The stiff prick was right in front of her face. She obediently gave it a kiss on the head. Kirina then felt the mans hand go to the back of her head, pushing it down. As Kirina tried to take a deep breath, she felt the cock go deep into her mouth.
"Good whore." The man groaned. "This is what your mouth is for. This is the purpose of a woman like you."
Kirina was in no position to argue, or able to talk back. Her mouth was full.
"No teeth." The man grunted, lifting Kirina's face off his cock, and glaring directly into her eyes. He was fully in control. Kirina felt her head being pushed back down, dick back into her mouth.
"Suck." The man seemed to be relaxing more, the more he took control. "Up and down. Up and down. More tongue. Keep it nice and wet. Lips around it. Deeper, girl."
Kirina had never been used like this. She was also still very confused. What was this place? Who was this man? Why was he using her this way? What would her boyfriend think, if he were to know how she was being used? She was also a bit confused with the feelings going through her mind, her heart, and her pussy.
"Good girl." The man spoke down to Kirina.
The praise actually made her feel good. She just didn't want him to hurt her nipples anymore. The guy kind of resembled a favorite movie star, and the thought and fantasy made her give of herself even more deeply.
"Okay, that's enough." Said the man, pulling Kirina's head up abruptly. A bit of drool fell from Kirina's surprised mouth. "Time for you to visit room number one."
The man stood, pushed his wet dick back into his pants, which he then buttoned and buckled back up. Kirina was still without words. Had she done wrong? A part of her wanted to keep pleasuring the man.
The man stood. Kirina was a bit surprised at how tall he was. He took her hand, lifted her up, and pointed to a nearby door. Kirina reached into her purse, and grabbed the keyring. Directly next to the master key was another key: #1.
Of course, the key fit the door perfectly.
"Enter, and strip." Ordered the man.
"What?" Kirina objected.
"You heard. Enter and strip. Expose your fotzen. Reveal those tits." Again, the man's words weren't spoken loudly, but they were spoken with authority. He was in control.
Room #1 was small, and not lit very well - but still well enough to see a man wearing only shorts holding a flogger, and a nude woman with her wrists tied over her head, secured to a chain from the ceiling.
"Strip." Came the order from the man again.
Kirina stood dumbly, unable to process the thoughts and the situation.
"You can think about how you'll spend the money later. Now, it's time to earn it." The man barked.
Kirina began to unbutton her blouse slowly, unable to take her gaze off the woman in front of her. The woman hanging in front of her had a glazed expression. Her breasts were red and marked from the flogger. Her pussy was shaved bare, with a small silver ring on one of the labia. She was slim and very attractive.
"Faster!" The man said, now raising his voice. "This isn't a strip-tease!"
Kirina hurried to remove her blouse, then her shoes. The man wasn't showing much patience. Kirina felt him undo her bra, which fell helplessly down her arms.
Kirina's gaze turned to the man with the flogger. He wasn't as tall as the man she had just sucked, and perhaps a bit darker. Mediterranean, perhaps? His shorts had almost a leather appearance. As he turned slightly, Kirina could also see that his cock and balls were fully exposed. So much was happening at once... Before she knew it, Kirina found herself naked in front of three strangers.
The man then brought down the flogger across the woman's chest. The sound of leather hitting bare flesh. The woman being hit made a deep moan as her breasts heaved. A second stroke followed, this one even harder. The woman made a gasp, this time followed by a sob. Kirina was now evident of tears rolling down the woman's face.
"Oh, doesn't she look like she is suffering?" The man held Kirina by the neck. She could still taste him in her mouth. Kirina nodded. "Well, I think you should provide her some relief."
Kirina turned, and looked to the man, as if asking a question.
"She's distressed. I think you should lick her pussy for her, to help take her mind off the pain." The man answered the wordless question.
Kirina buckled. She stood open mouthed, trying to digest all that was going on. Lick her pussy? She had a lesbian woman kiss her at a drunken party once, but that was the only physical contact she'd ever had with the same sex.
"Down, and down NOW!" The man ordered, pointing to the floor in front of the woman being whipped.
Kirina obeyed. She found herself moving as if she were sleepwalking, with her movement coordinated by something beyond herself.
"Kiss, and lick." Simple orders. Simple words. Kirina looked closely at the woman's pussy directly in front of her. It was beautiful, despite having some reddish stripes from the flogger. The pussy also had a scent, much like her own.
"Now!" The man ordered.
Kirina bent forward, and gave a gentle kiss to the woman's cleft. It felt foreign. Another kiss. Then, a lick. Kirina began low on the pussy, her tongue carefully moving up. It tasted a bit sweaty, not unlike what you would expect a woman's pussy to taste like after being tied up nude in a warehouse room and being whipped.
Kirina's tongue gained courage and went a bit deeper. The woman moaned, a different moan than she had made when the flogger came down on her tits. Kirina reached up, and touched the woman's cunt. It felt soft and vulnerable. Kirina felt sorry for the woman. 'Take her mind off the pain.' She thought. Kirina licked a bit more aggressively, and the fold opened. The wetness inside was thick and sensual. Kirina could detect the woman's clit, and the stiffness of it. She gave the clitty a soft lick from top to bottom, then from bottom to top. Both women shivered.
"Encourage her!" Kirina heard the man say.
Kirina then felt the flogger come down over her bare back.
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