"Well, that was one for the books," Guy laughed. "I'm not done yet!" I shot  back with an evil grin and I called Sandra over and ordered her to eat Guy's cum out of me. The next sensation I felt was Sandra's mouth sucking his semen off of  my vulva and then her tongue pushing through my opening to lap up what Guy had left inside me. Of course, I also enjoyed the little shivers her tongue darting between my sugar walls gave me. "Hey Guy, do you mind if Miguel fucks me?" I asked? "Only if I get to fuck Sandra," he countered. I grabbed a clump of Sandra's hair and yanked it backward and her head  tilted up sharply. "Is cunt willing to fuck Guy?" I asked. "Yes Mistress," she immediately retorted, blushing after being called her slave name in front of guys who were strangers only two days ago. "Good girl cunt," I complimented. "Cunt will do her utmost to please Guy, does cunt understand?" "Yes Mistress," she affirmed.

All this talk about fucking got all three males hard again and Miguel stood right in front of me ready to hide his salami in me. I spread my legs and showed him my bald slit and I watched him step right up and steer the head of his cock to my opening. Then I felt the glorious sensation of that thick, long dick of his pushing the sides of my slot apart and the fullness I experienced because he was so massive. I emitted a moan as he grabbed my knees for leverage while standing in front of me and started to jackhammer his spike in and out. My eyes scanned from his handsome face down to his well defined but not grossly so chest and abs. The sensations were becoming more and more intense and my eyes shut so that I could concentrate on the signals coming from the nerve endings within me.

As I lost myself in what Miguel was doing to me,  I heard Sandra moaning. Guy had put her on her back, too, and was sliding his pole in and out of her. As he did with me,  he was also telling Sandra what a knockout she was and how tight her pussy was. My mind switched back to the pin pricks of pleasure I was being bestowed by Miguel's thrusting, as his flesh bomber penetrated my most intimate region without mercy. Everytime he shoved it in to the hilt the heat seemed to feel warmer than  before and I was losing the handle on my breathing while my vaginal muscles clamped on and milked his unit. He took my legs in his arms and pulled me forward a bit to get a more comfortable angle by which to invade my love pit and it was hot watching his hip muscles flex as he used them to spear me. I began to pant harder and faster and then had a super spectacular cum, yelling "I'm cumming!" loudly enough that probably anyone who had been near my closed bedroom window would have heard it. Oh my God, did that feel amazing! He continued to bring that thick slab of meat and almost as soon as I had finished off one climax I could feel myself commencing a ramping up toward more. "God yes Miguel! Fuck my pussy! Fuck me hard!" I implored. Sandra's moans were also increasing in volume and frequency as Guy drilled her twat with some real intention behind it. Her and I were almost harmonizing while those sounds built toward a crescendo. I choked as I felt that tension rise to a fevered level inside me and then my voice exploded into a series of pants and gasps as the orgasms piggybacked on one another. Miguel was inside me for at least half an hour and I had dozens of orgasms and was almost hyperventilating by the time he offloaded his sperm freight into me.

Guy also showed stamina and by the time I was finished Sandra was on her third orgasm and was visited by two more before Guy's endurance gave out and he rifled his cum rounds into her. While Sandra was still engaged, I called George over and sucked him off just so he wouldn't be left out. My pussy was happily stretched out and I didn't want to be fucked again so that I could have Miguel's screwing be the last one of the day. i suggested that we all take a shower together and while it was admittedly cramped in that stall, it was still fun. I had Sandra dry the three boys off and everybody but Sandra went downstairs to retrieve their clothes. We spent the next couple of hours after that in my music room playing guitars. Sandra and I subsequently made dinner for them and then we played some more music and just generally fooled around. I took Guy aside and told him to make up some excuse to go home so that he could take Miguel back to his place and Guy and George could spend the night here with us.

 I really liked Guy and lamented that his availability was going to be so limited once school started again in a couple of weeks He would be a stellar boyfriend. But I couldn't get greedy. Sandra was a wonderful girl and so I told myself to remember to keep her closest to my heart.

Sandra was quite taken with George and I was hoping she would because he is a super nice guy and he would always respect her and encourage her. But like with Guy, his availability was very limited by his work and his schooling and their "dates," if you could call them that, were often just hanging out at my place on the weekends together once school was back in session. Mind you, having men around to lean on is great, but as a woman I was feeling much more of a need to be with someone I cared about than when I was a man and had more of a cut and dried outlook about my priorities. It wasn't practicable to have any of them move in with me, either, at that point. So while it was still summer vacation, I would tell Guy and George after they came back from taking Miguel home that we would like it if they could stay overnight frequently.

The ensuing Friday, Guy came over just before noon to drop off a bag containing some of his books and several changes of clothes. I barely let him get into the foyer before I had his jeans down around his ankles and his dick in my mouth. I hadn't had sex during the four previous days. Sandra had seen George a couple of times during the week at his job. His parents liked the fact that he was now dating a Japanese-American.  George and Sandra went out to his truck in the restaurant's parking lot and things got pretty hot and heavy in the camper attached to it from what she told me. She gave him a blowjob and he fingered her while they made out passionately.

Getting back to Guy, though, after he had shot a hefty payload of his mancream between my lips, he pulled his pants and boxers back up and we went upstairs to my music room so I could show off more of my guitar skills. He also wanted me to teach him some stuff, too.  The time went by really quickly before he had to leave for work and he wouldn't return to my house until about 1 a.m.

Sandra arrived a little after seven. Of course, as soon as I let her in, she removed her clothes and neatly folded them before dropping them into a little wooden hamper next to the door I had bought strictly for that purpose. We climbed the stairs to my bedroom. "So is cunt ready to serve George this weekend?" I asked Sandra with a sly smile. "Yes Mistress," she responded. I rejoindered that she still didn't know how to deep throat yet so I was going to begin training her to be able to do that. "Thank you Mistress," she bubbled. I tied her up so that she was immobilized on her knees with her hands behind her back after I had her kneel on a zabuton, the small pillows or pads that Japanese use when they sit on the floor. I extracted a strap on harness from my goody bag and disrobed. I had to wait for my dogs to stop licking and jumping on Sandra. They actually toppled her over, which caused the two of us to break out in laughter. I was able to finally calm them down, a couple of them leaping on my bed just  to hang out with the rest of the pack, as it were. I finally slipped the harness up my legs to my groin and grabbed the artificial penis and directed it in front of Sandra's face. I slowly pushed it into her piehole and made her gag. "Cunt, relax your throat and your jaw muscles," I suggested. I nudged it into  her mouth about 60% of the dildo's length again and she gagged. I forced the back of her head to stay on it for five seconds and then let her come up for air. "Cunt knows how hot she will look to George when she has his cock in her throat," I leered. "Yes Mistress," she acknowledged. "So we're going to try this again," I warned. I jammed the gel penis back into the front of her throat and she began to gag. This time I made her stay on it for ten seconds. She emitted a huge string of saliva or something when I withdrew it. "Cunt, let's do an exercise," I advocated. "Take some deep breaths and when you exhale, let all the muscles in your body become limp, including those in your face and throat," I proposed. "Yes Mistress. Thank you Mistress," she assented, signaling that she was up for more.

My little man made friend invaded her food pipe again and I compelled her to keep it there for another ten seconds. This would go on for the next half hour and by the end of that time the dildo and her chin were both smeared with her spit. Her face was also red from the effort. I checked her pussy and it was soaked. So my doing this to her was definitely turning her on. "Your deep throat training for the day is over, cunt," I informed her. "Thank you Mistress." "However, I have homework for you to do," I elaborated, pulling a small rubber dildo out of my bag. "You will first work on deep throating your toothbrush every day for one hour and then practice with this for 15 minutes after that. Does cunt understand?" "Yes Mistress. Thank you Mistress." "Good girl cunt," I complimented. "Then when you come over, I will test your progress using the strap on." Thank you Mistress." "Would cunt like to be fucked now?" "Yes Mistress." I untied her and had her bend over the bed. My  German Shepherd licked her face when she did that, which was funny. God, dogs are so entertaining! I impaled her with the strap on and began to thrust. "Cunt will not cum without my permission, does cunt understand?" 'Yes Mistress." "Failure to obey my commands will result in cunt not being able to sit down for a week after my paddle and cane get through with you. Does cunt understand?" "Yes Mistress." After only about five minutes, she was already moaning and I tossed in several hard slaps of her cute little ass. I decided I was going to torture her until George arrived around 10:30 or 11, which gave me plenty of time to  really work her good.

I couldn't pound her as hard as a man, unfortunately, but I was jackhammering it into her pretty good for a girl and her moans and sighs were becoming higher pitched while the artificial cock rubbed her insides. I gave her three more hard slaps on her ass and it had just a hint of a reddish tint to it now. She let out a long moan and then came the machine gun panting and I knew she was damned close. "Is cunt going to cum?" I inquired. "No Mistress," she claimed. I reached around her right thigh and found her clit and applied friction to it. That added to the sensations she was already experiencing and she was soon begging to cum. I pulled out of her and told her to stay put. I got out my cane and very lightly patted the back of her thighs and ass with it. I brought out a vibrating butt plug and, after lubing both it and her asshole, I inserted it into her fudge tunnel. I turned it on halfway and sunk to my knees and sucked on her clit. Ten minutes down the road, she was panting and sighing as my tongue lapped up her juices and flicked the hood of her clit. She pleaded to be allowed to cum again. I let things go on until she couldn't take it anymore and would have orgasmed no matter what punishment I promised. That was when I turned the vibrator off and stopped using my mouth on her nubbin.

I tied her hands behind her back again and also bound her legs together. I tickled her for the next half an hour, taking it to the point she would become breathless and then I would halt it for a couple minutes before going at her again. I picked my paddle up from the bag and laid a hard swat on her ass. I switched the vibrating butt plug up to full and struck her ass again with another firm swing. I dipped down deep into my bag and removed a small vibrator and returned to my knees and placed the head of the sex toy on her clit. Within five minutes she was begging to be allowed to cum. "Cunt had better not cum or she will get it  like she has never been punished before!" I growled. I pushed her right to the brink of insanity and once again gave her a respite. "Cunt is lucky that her Mistress is so charitable as to enable her to have breaks from the stimulation," I archly commented. "Thank you Mistress," she responded, still panting. I moved behind her and flipped the butt plug back to life while I cleaved her vaginal walls with the strap on dildo. I reached around again and rubbed her clit while I thrust the fake rod into her and the vibrations of the plug resonated in her ass and even her pussy. I fucked her hard again right to the brink. I interrupted the pleasure supply once more. I had her sit on the bed facing me, but still bound. I leaned down and sucked and bit her nipples while I put two fingers inside of her and tantalized her g spot. I restarted the butt plug and in five minutes she was beginning to pant and writhe again. A couple of minutes later, she implored that she be permitted to orgasm. I ignored her while I looked into her eyes and kissed her hard briefly before reverting back to stimulating her nipples. Her breathing was positively husky now she was that worked up. I continued in this vain for an additional five minutes and then terminated the teasing.

But not for long. With her nipples fully erect, I retrieved a pair of nipple clamps from my back and fastened them on to her now very sensitive milk nubs. She yelped as I tightened the screws that controlled the pressure of the clips. I licked the head of her teats while they pulsed with the intermittent blood flow. I was super hot as I pressed my fingers against the hood of her love button and felt how monsoon steamy it was around her vulva. It didn't take much time before she was rapidly ascending the ladder of pleasure again. "Please Mistress, please let your  cunt cum!" she whimpered. I brushed that demand off and waited until she was gasping and grunting in seeking to not get punished for prohibited orgasming. I picked up the paddle and wacked her ass hard three times apiece on her butt, which was now noticeably reddened. "These swats are a small reminder of what will happen if she cums without my say so," I firmly asserted.

I put the paddle down, turned off the butt plug and gripped the cane. I lightly tapped her breasts with it a couple of  times and then gradually did the same down the front of her body.  The taps weren't painful, but they not only had a textural impact, the thought that any moment I could really snap one off was a bit of psychodrama I was imposing on her. I laid her on her back and had my gel cock revisit her tender pink folds. The number of minutes required to get her on the edge of ecstasy was declining with each  bullying of her senses. In only a couple of minutes after reinserting the dildo, she was gasping and moaning. Both of us were sweating, too, though not heavily, due to the heat inside of us, the air conditioning feeling amazing when it struck the moisture on our skin. She squealed and squirmed, her hips bucking her wanton fuck hole back at my stiff factory direct unit, she was that desperate to trip her own trigger. "Now cunt knows what it feels like when she cockteases a man," I snarked. I pulled out of her and had her turn over so that I could remove the butt plug.

I had her describe how she cockteased guys in high school to keep her mind on sex. As she commenced the tale, I reclaimed the cane and ran the tail of it over her body to keep some psychological stress on her. "There was this sports guy, I can't remember what he played, who was well known for liking Asian girls," she opened. "He had been after me for a while, but he wasn't my type because he wasn't exactly bright. I finally gave in to his request for a date but I decided that I was going to make him pay for bugging me," Sandra related. "So he comes to my house and picks me up and we did the typical movie date thing, which didn't exactly win him any points. Anyway, we were sitting next to each other watching this crappy Ben Affleck thing and he suddenly tried to kiss me. I backed away a little and said, "not yet." About 15 minutes later, he went for it again and I let him give me a quick peck on the lips. When he tried for more, I pushed him away and told him to let me watch the rest of the movie. I guess he figured I was playing hard to get. I could already notice, though, that he was hard because I saw the bulge in his pants. And the bulge wasn't even that impressive. About five minutes before the movie ends, I look around to make sure nobody is paying any attention to us then I tap him on the knee and pull my skirt up and show him my panties and giggle. So the movie ends and he decides he wants to take me somewhere 'to talk.' "

"On the way to wherever it is he was going to take me, I asked him if he liked my panties. 'I would like them even better on the floor,' he said. I let that go in one ear and out the other and when we pulled into a parking space at a local park, I said to him that since I had showed him mine I wanted to see his. 'Really?' he says. 'Really,' I said. He pulled his jeans down and exposes his tighty whities. I laughed out loud because they made him look like he was ten. I guess he never got the memo about wearing boxers. I ran my hand up his t-shirt and rubbed his chest, so he goes for my knee and I slap it away. His pants were still down and I reached over and felt his cock over his underwear. Of course, it was stained with pre-cum, which was kinda gross since I had no interest in him. 'Oh God, that feels good,' he says. He reached for my boob over my top and I let him feel me up a little. I told him to pull his underpants off so that I could get a good look at his cock. Now I think he thought that he was at the very least going to get a handjob, if not a blowjob. I lean my head in his lap. It was thick but only about five inches long hard and I start giggling. I then told him to take me home NOW! He was so confused he didn't know what hit him and he did what I told him. I just jumped out of the car and ran to my door to avoid any awkward conversation. He asked me out again, but I would just laugh when he did and he finally got the message I wasn't interested."

"So my cunt totally humiliated the boy?" I inquired. "Your cunt not only humiliated him Mistress, she gave him a bad case of blue balls," she averred. "Did cunt like the power she had over him?" "At the time, your cunt didn't really know the psychological dynamic of what happened, Mistress. She just knew she could frustrate him as punishment for bothering her," Sandra revealed. "So is cunt enjoying being denied tonight?' I teased. "No Mistress." "Does cunt still need release?" "Yes Mistress." "Is cunt looking forward to having George's cock inside of her later?" "Yes Mistress," she reported with a big smile. "Did cunt enjoy having her Mistress' cock inside of her?" "Oh yes Mistress." "I'm glad to hear that cunt," I started. "Now get on your hands and knees and face the headboard," I commanded. "Yes Mistress." She did as ordered and I lined the head of the gel dick up with her opening and insinuated it into her. I bored it in to the hilt and just held it there. After a couple of minutes of remaining motionless, Sandra's knees tilted back toward me attempting to have the artificial phallus move inside of her. I slapped her hard on the ass. "Cunt will remain still," I snarled. "Yes Mistress. Sorry Mistress." I reached around her leg again and rubbed her clit. I continued to manipulate it for a few minutes and she was back on the precipice of an electric orgasm while I kept the gel penis motionless.

I pulled out again and scooted up to the headboard. I directed that she squat over my stand in dirty dangler and impale herself on it but to not move once she hit bottom. I separated the clamps from her nipples, but then covered them with my mouth and forcefully sucked them. I felt her pelvis move and I slapped her ass hard to remind her to remain in place. I resumed sucking and lightly biting her milk ducts while I also twiddled her clit with my fingers. As she got close to orgasm, my dogs dashed downstairs, which meant that somebody was at the door. It was now well past ten. I went downstairs naked after telling Sandra to bend over the edge of the bed and spread her legs open. I asked who was there. It was George. I let him in and gave him a big hug and a kiss, though he laughed when he saw the strap on. I grabbed his arm and escorted him upstairs, saying that Sandra was ready for him. When he entered the room, he saw his love basically presenting her cookie. "She wants you to fuck her right now!" I enthused. "Cool!" he responded and dropped his pants and boxers, stroked his cock a few times to get it hard to its full length and moved behind Sandra. "Hey babe, how are you tonight?" he asked, chuckling. "Wet and horny," she replied. "She's all revved up sweety, so give it to her good!" I giggled. "Not a problem," he grinned and grabbed her hips and aimed his love missile at its tar get and slid it right in. He grabbed her breasts as he began thrusting and within five minutes she was elatedly exclaiming how good his cock felt. His fooling around with her abused nipples and his laying pipe in her passion pit soon had her warning of her imminent orgasm. "Mistress, may I cum?" she begged. "George is cunt's Master tonight, so ask him," I demanded. "May I cum Master?" she inquired again. "Oh yeah babe, go for it," he allowed and that was enough for her, as she was overwhelmed by a loud, screaming, shuddering and convulsing orgasm that shook her to the foundation of her very soul, the sensations appearing to move inside of her like an earthquake, with little aftershocks at the end of the main event. "Oh my God, thank you Master!" she proclaimed after finally being permitted to orgasm after three hours of constant teasing.

He kept attacking her sex and another pleasure hurricane was forming in her mind, gaining steam with each successive thrust of George's very stiff prong. "Oh fuck yeah, God, your pussy feels amazing," he praised, as he pursued his own ecstasy. At a certain point, he really began slamming his meat pole into her with bone jarring force and Sandra yelled her approval as another orgasm tore through her skinny body. "Oh fuck oh fuck, God damn, this feels so good," he grunted before letting Sandra have a couple hard smacks on her right cheek. She was about to cum again and he appeared nearly ready to unburden himself, too, as their collective sighs and moans filled my bedroom. Just as she fell off the cliff of sanity into the gorge of ecstatic euphoria, he unloaded his sperm deep inside of her with several grandiose grunts. When he pulled out,  she whipped her body around and dropped to her knees and licked the semen dotting his cock off and swallowed it.

"Okay you guys,  I've kitted out one of the other bedrooms for you so you can have some privacy, so go there and have fun!" I smiled as I untied Sandra. "Thanks for everything Miwa!" George grinned and hauled Sandra, who also expressed her gratitude, off to their sleep chamber.

I waited a few minutes and then crept to their door to try to listen in. All I could hear were kissing sounds, conversation and somewhat heavy breathing. I quickly got bored with that and went to my music room and jammed for a couple of hours. When it got close to 1 a.m., I put my guitar down and descended the stairs to await Guy's arrival. Before going to jam, I had put on a t-shirt and a pair of panties because it's more comfortable to play with something on than it is naked. Finally, the knock at the door came and I welcomed Guy with open arms and a long, hot kiss. "Where's Sandra?" he wondered. "She went to bed with George. I didn't hear anything when I passed their room, so I think they're  asleep now." "Excellent!" he burbled and he took my hand and we went up to my bedroom. "Do you mind if I take a shower first? I kinda worked up a sweat at work," he informed me. I bid him to feel free to do so and showed him where I kept my linens so he could grab a towel and a washcloth when he needed one. I took my clothes off, such as they were, and waited in bed for him.