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It must have stimulated Master as well because despite the fact he'd just cum in me, he quickly grew hard in Lisa's mouth and had her mount him to fuck him again. As I licked Marcia, Sam continued to whisper quietly in her ear and she came twice more on my tongue, adding to the cum I was cleaning up from between her legs. Finally, she was tidy and I could stop. I'd liked doing it though. I was such a slave, and Marcia so lovely. I'd wanted her to lick me, but licking her was almost as good.
I sat back on my heels and said, "How do you want to spank me, Master Sam."
"Over my lap," he said, sliding down to give him more room from my Master.
Before climbing over his lap, I said, "I didn't realize anyone could cum more often than I do, Master Sam, Marcia. I noticed you weren't even playing with her breasts as my Master was. They're very sensitive. I believe Master thought it would give him an advantage in that portion of the contest." Master started paying attention to our conversation despite his fucking Lisa. He wanted to know Sam's secrets as well.
"Do you remember us telling you about the slave, Alicia, at the Las Vegas convention?" Sam asked.
"Yes, Master Sam. You said she taught you about engaging the brain in the sex act."
"You made a mistake when Scott told you to look at Marcia. You looked, and when watching her excited you, you began looking at the others watching you. In addition to the physical sensation of your fucking, by watching Marcia, you began to engage your other senses in the process. You noticed she had her eyes closed. Marcia was trying to avoid what you were doing, engaging her other senses in her fucking. She's orgasmic as it is, and observing others watching her fuck makes it worse, as she's an exhibitionist anyway.
"After you climaxed, she opened her eyes to speed up her orgasms. The brain is the biggest sex organ in the body. You read sex slavery novels, so you're aware of how just your imagination can stir your arousal. I helped her after she opened her eyes by whispering in her ear. I told her she was a beautiful slave and everyone was watching her fuck me and wishing it was them fucking her. I told her she would soon have a sexy new slave licking her cunt, cleaning up our cum. As she's seeing these other people watching her fuck, my whispered words are engaging the part of her brain involved in hearing, but also, her imagination. I'm making her picture you licking her cunt, even while my cock is plunging into her. She can almost imagine your tongue licking her clit at the same time."
"It's true," Marcia said. "Even before your first lick of my pussy, I'd imagined your tongue stimulating my cunt and clit because Master was making me imagine it. Essentially, you probably made me cum twice with your tongue before you ever touched me, even if only in my imagination."
Master had stopped fucking Lisa so he could concentrate on the explanation. "You mean while I'm fucking Lisa, I can make her cum more by reminding her of her surroundings and that she's being watched by others?"
"Especially if she's got an exhibitionist streak like Marcia and she's really looking at them at the same time," Sam said. "It's like when you're licking one slave's cunt and you have your other slave lick their breasts at the same time, or a double penetration, stimulating both their pussy and ass at once. You're increasing the number of hands, or tongues, or cocks or dildo's and the nerves being stimulated, and if that weren't enough, you can make them watch you do it and listen to a description at the same time. The brain become your biggest orgasmic tool. Try it. I'll try to do the same while I'm spanking your slave."
Master made Lisa change positions, turning around so she now faced her watchers instead of her back to them. She climaxed almost immediately, just changing positions and seeing her watchers scrutinize her being fucked.
"Thank you for explaining, Master Sam." I climbed over his lap, my bare bottom on his right side as I assumed it was his dominant hand, now exposed to those standing around me. Master and Lisa especially could see my ass, now aimed at them because Sam was to their left. Marcia was sitting to her Master's left, so I was facing her. She stroked my hair.
Sam rested his hand momentarily on my naked ass. It felt warm and comforting despite my knowledge it would soon give me pain.
"Both of my slaves enjoy a good spanking, slave. They have quite a high pain tolerance. Do you have any particular limits or a safe word you wish to tell me?"
"My safe word is Alpha, and if you strike me much harder than I'm accustomed to, I'll ask you to ease up a little. Last Thursday, I was spanked quite hard by Mistress Sarah, who was practicing her newfound skills as a Mistress, so I hope I'm prepared for whatever you dish out, Master Sam."
"Before we begin," he said, "I want you to look at all the people watching you right now." I looked around me, everyone observing me. I was a slave, one who was to be punished. His hand slowly rubbed my bum. "Some of them like to be punished, spanked like this, and they wish they were over my knee like you are. Others are afraid of the discipline, and tremble at what is to befall you, knowing how it will hurt. They're all fond of women, and staring at your bald cunt, and brown one-eyed ass and imagine their tongues licking at the juices flowing from your pussy or over the crinkled sphincter of your asshole, soothing the pain you're about to feel. They're going to see my hand falling on your soft ass, turning it red."
I heard Lisa cumming behind me, her moans pathetic and needy, like mine. I looked around again, with a new, keener eye, seeing what Sam saw, the slaves intent, some of their faces looking hot and eager, anticipating the coming swats. Others, smiles friendly, a hand caressing their own breasts or cunts, watching. I shivered. Already I knew I would cum when he spanked me, no matter how hard he hit me, profoundly aware of the eyes burning into me.
His hand rose and fell. Smack, the sudden burn, the shockwave of his hand landing causing my bottom to jiggle, the sudden gasps of several women watching. Marcia caressing my face still, stroking my hair. Mercy. I loved it. I loved the sharp pain, the watching eyes, the way I squirmed when his hand landed. I fucking loved it.
Smack, smack, smack; his hand rising and falling, as hard as any hand I've ever felt, almost as bad as the Enforcer. The warmth spreading from the impact point, dispersing towards my holes, my puckered asshole, my wet cunt, my needy clit, up my back and down my legs. Smack, smack, smack, my nipples turgid points, aching to be touched. I moaned, as much from the pleasure of it as the pain. I kissed Marcia's hand, the only one I could reach. I would have kissed Sam's for the pleasure I was feeling. Despite my pleasure, tears of pain ran down my cheeks.
Smack, smack, smack. "Your ass is a lovely shade of red," Sam said. "Do you know how many people want to touch it now, to feel its warmth, to bury their faces in it?"
"Master Sam, I need to cum," I pleaded. "Please let me cum."
"Five more strokes and you can cum, slave." Groaning miserably at having to wait; wanting to cum now.
I waited impatiently for the last five to fall, Sam slowing as I'd slowed when spanking Chantelle last night. I was whimpering and shivering uncontrollably before the last one dropped on my burning buns and I was finally allowed to orgasm. I squirmed on his lap as I climaxed, a needy slave cumming for a Master. Oh, how I loved being a slave.
I climaxed once more before my spanking ended. Cum was dripping down my legs. I'm sure my pussy was a soupy mess by now, nine climaxes of my own as well as Master's cum filling it. Master was still fucking Lisa. I got off Sam's knees, my ass on fire from my spanking, yet I welcomed it. I knew I was a slave and slaves are punished. Marcia kissed me, her lips parting mine so her tongue could slide in and taste me, probably herself and Sam as well.
Zoe knelt at Master's feet. "Master Scott, this slave requests permission to take your wife to my room and pleasure her until lunch. I shall ensure her cunt is licked clean of all the cum inside it right now."
"You just want to fuck both sides of a married couple, don't you, Zoe?" Master said, laughing.
"I've already done both sides of a married couple," Zoe said, looking pointedly at Sam and Marcia, "but I'd enjoy doing it again."
"You've fucked Zoe?" Sam asked.
"We dated in college before she discovered her sexual inclinations and I married this one," pointing to his beloved slave, me. "It's how we know her."
Sam and Marcia laughed, as did many of the others.
"Go ahead, Zoe, but I don't want anyone to clean their faces afterward so I can see for myself the pleasure you've given each other."
"Yes, Master Scott," she said, taking my hand and pulling me to my feet. She led me to her room.
"I told you how delicious I found you and I would fuck you this trip," Zoe said. "There's nothing I like better than a new, freshly fucked and spanked slave girl."
She drew me into her bed and I was freshly fucked all over again, first with her lips and tongue, then with a strap on, cunt and ass both. She really did enjoy new slave girls. Our faces were bathed in cum when we returned to my Master.
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