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                              CITATION

   "Damn!"  The patrol car's blue and red flashers loomed large in
my rear view mirror ... I had been caught.  I pulled into the parking
lot of a large mall simply because traffic on the street was too
heavy.  I held on to a faint hope the patrol car would keep going
but no luck; it pulled in right behind me.
   For the first time I got a good look at the officer behind the
wheel.  Auburn hair and hazel eyes ... the kind that could melt ice
cubes or start fires in other places.
   "If I have to get a ticket at least it will come from a good looking
lady,"  I mutter out loud.
   When she stepped from the patrol car I received a double surprise,
not only did she have a stunning looking face, but she filled her
uniform magnificently!  She wasn't petite by any means, but she wasn't
an amazon either.  She was very shapely and looked like she could
handle herself in any situation from a street brawl to the bedroom.
Looking at her walk as she approached my car, I felt that familiar
warmth and stirring in the most private parts of my body.
   "What the hell, John"  I said to myself, "Let's have a little fun."
As she approached I noticed the absence of a wedding ring, something
I always look for on good looking women, not that a wedding ring
really makes a difference, the approach is just different.  I rolled
down my window and waited.
   She stood cautiously about three feet from my door.  I put both
hands on the steering wheel to let her know I meant no harm.  I looked
up at those deep, hazel eyes with a big grin on my face...
   "I hope you realize," I said good naturedly, "this has completely
destroyed any possiblity of a meaningful relationship between us."
   Her eyes widened slightly in surprise, radiating a twinkle that
promised a great sense of humor.  A wide smile came shortly after
and she hid it with her hand.
   "Excuse me," she said in a silky voice that failed to hide the
amusement she was feeling.  "I'll be right back.  Please stay where
you are."  She returned to her patrol car and got in.  I could see
her laughing in my rear-view, aided by the lights in her car and
the lights in the parking lot.  Officer K. Edwards had a sense of
humor all right; I was determined to test it to the limit.
   While she sat in the patrol car, I unzipped my slacks and fished
out my semi-hard cock.  The mere sight of the way she filled her
uniform made me tingle all over ... a few sensual strokes and my
cock stood up in my lap like a submarine's periscope looking for
something to torpedo.  A quick check of the rear-view showed me she
was returning.  Her countenance composed and all business.
   "May I have your driver's license, registra ... Oh Shit!"  She
had seen the periscope.  I looked deep into her eyes and saw no humor
in them.  I had carried my little joke too far.

   "Sir,"  she said in a controlled and level tone of voice, "please
put your penis back in your pants and step out of the car."  Her
right hand rested on the handle of the gun at her side.
   "I'm sorry, Officer Edwards, I..."
   "Do it now."  She cut me off sternly, her hand tightening on the
gun handle.  I knew she meant business.  I was sorry I had gone as
far as I did and was a little embarrassed and frightened.  I stuffed
my cock back in my pants as best I could while she watched.  I got
out of the car.
   "Face the car, put your feet apart, lean against the car with
your hands on the roof."
   "Oh, come on, officer.  I was only..."
   "Please DO IT, sir."
   I was really scared now and the fear only made my now aching cock
even harder.  I assumed the position she requested, my heart thudding
in my chest, pumping even more blood into my already stiff shaft.
She pulled my feet further away from my car with her own, forcing
my weight onto my hands, setting me off balance.
   Beginning at my ankles she frisked me, moving slowly upward, first
on the outside, then the inside of my legs.  When she reached my
crotch, she pushed gently upward on my testicles, then moved her
hand firmly along the length of my now throbbing cock.  I felt a
bead of lubricating liquid ooze from the tip.
   "I suppose you think this is funny."  She seemed just a little
out of breath, but her voice still had that silky, sensual tone laced
with authority.
   "N-no, officer."  I was really frightened now.  "I can't help
it, something about you really turns me on."
   Her hand left my cock and continued expertly exploring the upper
regions of my body.
   "Put your left hand behind you back, please."  Her manner was
professional and all business.  I felt the cold chrome steel of the
handcuff close around my wrist.  "Now your right hand, please."
She finished cuffing me, turned me around and leaned me against the
car.
   "Aw, c'mon officer, you're not really going to..."
   "Shut up or I'll gag you too!"  Her voice was even and low.  It
had lost that sensual silkiness.  She meant what she said.
   "You are under arrest.  You have the right to remain silent.
Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law."
I couldn't believe I had been so stupid, exposing myself to a
cop.  She finished Mirandizing me and locked up my car.
   "I'm taking you to the station for booking.  The charge is indecent
exposure."  She led me to the patrol car, opened the rear door, and
helped me in.

   "Shit!"  I thought, "Nine o'clock at night and I'm on my way to
jail for flashing my cock at a cop!"
   She glanced back at me in the rear view mirror from time to time.
I couldn't swear to it, but I thought I saw that sparkle in her eyes
again...like a predator cat toying with it's victim just before the
kill.
   "Look on the bright side" she said, that silkiness back in her
voice, "I'm not going to give you a ticket."
   "I don't suppose you'd be willing to forget about my, shall we
say, stupidity back there, would you?"
   "Not a chance!  You're going to pay for this one, mister."
   "John"  I said weakly.  "Listen, I didn't mean any disrespect,
Officer Edwards....may I ask you your first name?"
   "Sure" she said evenly, "you can ask."
   "What is your first name officer?"
   "Patrolwoman Edwards, badge 6973" she said.  "Now button it up
creep, we're almost there."
   "This is it" I thought.  "My life ruined and all because I had
to have a little fun....SHIT!"
   She pulled the patrol car into the driveway of what looked like
a deserted building across the street from the police station.
   "Hey" I said, "isn't that the police station across the street?"
   "That's the new station, this is the old station.  We use the
old station as a holding area.  You're not getting booked until
morning. Give you a chance to cool off."
   "But Officer...."
   "I told you to button it!  One more word and you get a gag...I
mean it!"  She pulled to a stop at the rear of the building and helped
me out.  I thought it rather strange there were no lights in the
parking lot, and none on in the building.  She led me in to the
building, her flashlight leading the way.
   "Hey, wait a second!  Where are you ..."
   "Shut up!" she said, and took us to the basement and a long row
of deserted cells.  She stopped in front of one of the cells and
removed the handcuffs.  I turned around to see the barrel of her
revolver aimed at the center of my chest.
   "Now back up, slowly, into the cell."  The gun barrel didn't waiver
an inch....I backed in slowly.
   "Strip."
   "What?"  I couldn't believe what I'd heard.  "I'm not stipping
for you or anyone else.  I want to make a phone call."
   She cocked the revolver and aimed it lower.  "Strip or I'll give
you a .38 caliber vasectomy, you son-of-a-bitch."

   I stripped down to my undershorts and socks and stood there like
an adolescent at his first dance.  My hard-on had long since vanished.
All I felt now was a slight nausea and weakness in my knees.
   "Take it all off"  she said evenly.  I did as she commanded, first
the socks then, hesitantly, the underwear.  I cupped my hands in
front of my private parts.
   "A little shy?"  she asked, smiling.  "You were anxious enough
to show it to me a little while ago."
   "Look Patrolwoman Edwards"  I said weakly, "that was a mistake
and I'm sorry."
   "Kate" she said with her silky voice, "now lie down on the bunk
on your back."  Her revolver was still aimed at my shriveled privates.
I stretched out on the bunk.
   "Here"  she said tossing the handcuffs at me, "put the chain through
the bars on the bunk and cuff both hands."  When I had done that,
she produced a pair of plastic strip ties and bound my feet, spread
eagled, to the foot of the bunk.
   She came to the side of the bunk and sat down next to me.  She
put the barrel of her revolver under my limp cock and lifted it.
The coldness of the steel sent shivers throught my body.
   "Pathetic looking little thing"  she said laughing, "what's the
matter, stud, can't get it up?"
   I moaned in embarrassment.  She got up and hung the heavy wool
blanket from the other bunk across the cell window, then lit a large
candle that had been in the sink.  A warm glow of light and eerie
shadows filled the cell.
   She stood in the center of the cell, put her gun in its holster,
and removed the belt.  She tossed it on the empty bunk.  Slowly,
she reached behind her head and did something with her hair.  It
fell across her shoulders flashing like deep burning embers in the
candlelight.
   "I'll make you a deal" she said, standing with her legs slightly
apart, hands on her hips, "if I'm happy with you in the morning,
you go free.  If not, you go to jail."
   My mouth fell open in astonishment and I could feel the hydraulic
system in my loins begin to pump blood into my limp meat.  "Huh?"
was all I could manager.
   "Either that"  she purred with that silky voice, "or I take you
across the street and book you right now.  What'll it be?  A night
of pleasure or a police record?"
   "What do I have to do to make you happy?"
   "It's really very simple.  Until six tomorrow morning, you are
going to be my slave.  If you do everthing, EVERYTHING I tell you
to do, and don't complain about anything...I'll be happy and you'll
be free.  Fail to comply just once, or complain the slightest bit...
and I book you as a pervert.  Deal?"

   "I-I'll give it a try, Kate.  May I call you Kate?"
   "You may.  Now for the rules.  You may make any sounds of passion
you wish and as loud as you wish.  No one will hear us.  You may
not touch me unless I give you my permission.  I will do with you
whatever I please and you will not complain.  That's all there is
to it."
   "O-okay" I said timidly, "I'll try."
   She unbuttoned the blouse of her uniform and removed it.  Her
ample breasts trapped by her bra swelled in the middle like two gently
rolling hills.  She reached behind her and set them free, tossing
her bra on the empty bunk with her blouse.  She cupped her breasts,
lifting them slightly and looked from them to me.
   "Do you like my breasts, slave?"
   Frantically trying to remember the rules she had outlined, I
replied, "Yes, Kate, they're magnificent."  I didn't have to pretend to
answer, either...they were truly amazing!
   She approached me slowly, still cupping those beautiful globes.
When she got to me she leaned over and put one of her erect nipples
about a half inch from my lips.  My cock had come fully awake now
and was standing at attention.  I wanted to take that succulent nipple
in my mouth...taste its sweetness and nibble on it...my cock began
to pulsate.
   "May I take your nipple in my mouth, Kate?"
   "NO!"  she said, a huskiness in her silky voice, her breathing
deeper and a little faster.  She closed the distance between her
nipple and my lips, pushing it lightly against my mouth.  My loins
were screaming at my lips and teeth to open up and take that hard
little bud inside...my mind kept my mouth tightly shut.  After what
seemed like centuries, she stood up.
   "You've passed my little test, slave.  Do you want to suck on
my nipple?"
   "Oh yes, Kate, please, I beg you, put your nipple in my mouth."
At that moment I wasn't acting or playing a slave game, my entire
being ached to taste her.
   "Very well"  she purred seductively, "you're a good slave and
deserve a reward.  The better you are, the more rewards you get."
She leaned over me again.  I parted my hungry lips and raised my
head to meet her descending nipple.  She held it just out of reach.
I couldn't help myself, little boy whimpering sounds escaped my throat
in anticipation.
   "Please, oh please, Kate"  I whimpered, "I'll do anything you
say, ANYTHING, just let me taste your nipple."
   "I know you will, darling"  she whispered, "I know you will."
She lowered her hard nipple to my parted lips.  I closed them around
it and slowly traced a path around its base with my tongue.  Her
eyes closed and a soft moan came out of her.  She pushed harder with
her breast and I opened my mouth wider to take all she wanted to
give.

   "Yessss slave!  Suck my breast!"  Her breathing was heavier.
   I captured her nipple in my teeth and began nibbling from the
base, working my way to the tip, then flicked, licked and sucked,
then began nibbling again.  Her moaning became louder and more
yearning.  Withough warning she stood up, pulling her breast from my
mouth with a wet popping sound.  I groaned in frustration and
disappointment.  "Something wrong, slave?"  Her eyes flashed
mischievously at mine, the sparkle had returned.  "Do you want to suck
on my nipple some more?" she asked teasingly.  "You aren't complaining,
are you?"
   "No, mistress Kate, I'm not complaining.  It's just that your
nipples are so sweet, and firm...I could nibble and suck on them
for hours."
   "Perhaps later"  she said, moving back to the center of the cell.
"Right now I want you to see the rest of what you may or may not
get to experience tonight."
   She kicked her shoes off and flipped them onto the other bunk.
Slowly, she unfastened the waistband of her slacks and lowered the
zipper.  My pulse quickened and my rigid cock began waving wildly
in the air, its spasms completely beyond my control.  My eyes were
riveted on the juncture of her thighs as she continued to lower the
zipper with one hand, the other holding the waistband together.
As the zipper reached its lowest point, she turned her back to me.
To say she was a master tease would be an understatement.  I had
no doubt she was serious when she told me I may or may not get to
partake of her luscious charms.  It became my fervent hope that she
would be a compassionate mistress and allow me to become lost in
ecstasy within her body.
   She lowered her slacks from her waist to the top of her hips,
looked back over her shoulder at me, blew me a sensuous kiss, then
threw her head back and laughed teasingly.  She began undulating
her hips in a slow, circular motion.  With each rotation she pushed
the slacks lower on her hips.  After what seemed an eternity, I could
see the lacy waistband of her panties, black against the creamy smooth
flesh of her lower back.  She wasn't wearing pantyhose.  Still lower
the slacks went, driving me crazy with desire, until her entire
buttocks were exposed, sheathed in filmy, black lace bikini panties.
Her ass cheeks rotating against one another beneath the lace of her
panties as she continued to undulate her hips.  It was almost more than
I could bear.  I wanted to scream out, "Fuck me, Kate!  Oh, please,
slide your hot pussy down over my cock!  I want to be inside you!"
But I dared not for fear this would all end with a trip across the
street and booking.  So I simply lay there watching, my heart pounding
in my chest, my cock throbbing mercilessly.
   She stopped undulating her hips and simply let her slacks fall
down around her ankles.  Her bare legs were smooth and shapely and
held promises of wondrous delights.

   Slowly, she bent over at the waist without bending her knees.
As she bent, the fabric of her panties tightened across her cheeks
and the juncture between.  Covered only by a thin strip of lace,
her hidden pussy raised my blood to the boiling point.  As she lifted
first one leg, then the other to step out of her slacks, her pussy
also shifted, first to one side, then the other.  She was watching
me now from between her legs, her upside down smile seemed somehow
angelic and demonic at the same time.
   She raised her hand between her legs and began moving her middle
finger up and down the lace that covered her charms.  She closed
her eyes and moaned softly...I could barely hear it over the whimpering
sounds I was making.
   She moved the lace aside, exposing the deliriously luscious lips
of her moist pussy.  As I watched hypnotized, her finger slowly
vanished between those lips.
   "Oh God! Kate"  I moaned,  "you're driving me..."  I became silent,
remembering the "no complaint" rule.
   She stopped, her finger buried deep in her pussy.  Her eyes opened
wide, staring at me upside down from between her long, shapely legs.
   "You may continue, slave.  Don't be afraid" she purred.
   "CRAZY!"  I shouted in pure animal lust.  She jumped slightly
at my shout, but kept her finger buried deep within her.  I had never
wanted a woman as badly as I wanted her at that moment.
   "Oh God, please mistress..."  Tears of frustration were streaming
down my face, my body arched off the bed, my hips thrust into the
air.  "Let me ram my cock deep inside your pussy!  GOD!  IT HURTS...
I FEEL LIKE I'M GOING TO BURST...I WANT YOU SO BADLY!"  I was squirming
all over the bunk, breathing heavily and moaning loudly.
   "It hurts?"  She asked, her finger now moving slowly in and out
of her wet pussy, making me delirious with lust.  "Is that a complaint,
slave?"
   "N-no, no mistress!"  I replied quickly with gasping breath.
"It's a good hurt!  A wonderful hurt!"
   "That's better"  she purred, slowly removing her finger from her
pussy.  She stood up straight, turned sensually and came toward me,
her pubic mound pushing at the lace...undulating...teasing.

   She sat on the bunk next to me.  "We'll have to do something about
that hurt"  she said.  She took my throbbing, pulsating, aching cock
in her hand and closed her fingers loosly around it.  Then she ran
the finger that had been buried deep in her wet pussy under my nose.
As she did this, she squeezed my cock with her other hand.  The sweet
smell of her juices invaded my brain short circuiting millions of
neuro switches.  Her scent and the squeezing pressure of her hand
on my cock was too much.  My balls tightened involuntarily and a
stream of hot, creamy cum erupted from the head of my cock and flowed
over her hand.  I tried to pump against her hand with my hips to
release more of my pent up fluid, but she released her grip on my
hot cock immediately.  It jerked a few times on its own, pumping
liquid from the tip with each spasm.  I could feel it hot against
my skin as it worked its way down my shaft toward my balls.  I wanted
to scream in frustration, wanted to rape this hot cop bitch who held
me captive, wanted to stab her to death with my hot throbbing
cock...all I did was whimper "Oh God, Kate...Oh God...Oh my God..."
   "Does it feel better now?"  she asked and laughed a deep, animal
laugh.  She slowly licked my cum from her hand.  "You taste delicious,
slave"  she purred.  "I'll have to have more....but later."  She
bent then, lowering her lips to mine, her tongue exploring the
inside of my mouth.  I could taste my own salty juices in her mouth
and could smell the musky scent of my cum on her breath.  My mind
began to slip...I was driven slowly to the brink of sexual insanity
by this taunting, teasing police officer!
   She broke the kiss long before I wanted her to.  I closed my eyes
and savored the kiss, commiting it to memory forever.  Opening my
eyes again, I looked down my body and saw her face in the vicinity
of my still hard cock.
   "Oh, look"  she whispered sensually, "you've spilled some of your
sweet cum."  I could feel her hot breath on my cock and balls as
she spoke.  "Would my slave like me to clean him up?"  she asked
teasingly.
   "Y-yesssss, please do."  There was an aching, genuinely urgent
tone in my voice.
   "Do you think you deserve to be cleaned?  Do you think you've
been a good slave, darling John?"  Her voice was teasing, taunting,
driving me wild with desire and a deep, yawning urge to bury my hot
cock into any opening she might offer.
   "I've tried to be good, Mistress."  I said timidly, not looking
at her.  As much as I tried to hold on to my masculinity, I failed.
I really had become this incredibly sexy vixon's slave.  At that
moment I knew I would do anything she asked.  I'd do it gladly if
it meant sampling her charms.  Every nerve ending in my body was
on a razor's edge...her slightest touch, anywhere on my body sent
waves of tingles and goose flesh racing throughout my entire being.

   "Look at me, slave"  she commanded.
   I looked into her sparkling hazel eyes and became lost in a place
I never wanted to escape from.  I felt as if I were falling into
transparent pools of hazel colored liquid....if she didn't speak
soon I knew I would drown.  At the last possible second her voice
pulled me out of her liquid eyes, saving me from being trapped there
for eternity.
   "Yes"  she said slowly, "you have been a good slave, an obedient
and tasty slave.  You have earned another reward.  I will let it
be one of your own choosing.  How would you like to be cleaned up
slave?"
   My mind raced with the possibilities.  I wanted my cock deep in
her inviting pussy....I also wanted to feel it slide deep into her
throat...I wanted to stuff its entire, throbbing length into her
ass, too.  I was so consumed with desire for this creature, I couldn't
speak.
   "Quickly, slave"  she purred, "what part of your Mistress do you
want me to clean your beautiful cock and balls with?"
   "It's not a slave's place to choose, Mistress."  It was as if
someone else had spoken with my voice.  I'd been given the chance
to let my cock explore any part of this luscious body I desired and
I actually said it wasn't my place to choose!
   "Ahhh, my sweet, sexy John slave."  She was using that sexy voice
of hers.  "You are indeed the perfect slave.  You pass each test
I give you."  With that she lowered her head and cleaned the cum
from my cock and balls with her luxuriously thick auburn hair.  She
wrapped my rigid cock in it and slowly moved it from the base of
my shaft to the tip of its head.  It was like pushing my cock through
a silken tube....the sensation was so intense I nearly came again.
I gasped from the pure pleasure of it.  I had never imagined, in
my wildest fantasies, that a woman's hair could feel so good!
   When she finally finished cleaning me and lifted her head, I could
see streaks of her hair stuck wetly together with my creamy cum.
   "We're going to have some fun now, slave."  She left the bunk
and bent over a carry bag she had brought with her.  Again she bent
at the waist, knees straight, giving me a direct view of her glorious
pussy trapped beneath her lacy panties.  She took her time rummaging
through the bag, all the while shifting her weight from one leg to
the other.  The movement beneath her panties was driving me even
deeper into the depths of sexual desire....and she knew it!
   At long last she stood up and turned to face me.  In one hand
she held a small, penis shaped vibrator, in the other was a string
of ten wooden beads, each a quarter of an inch in diameter and spaced
two inches apart on the string.  I had heard stories of the beads
and how they were used, but I had never experienced it...my blood
raced at the thought.  She approached slowly, her hips undulating,
her weapons in her hands, a wide smile on her face.

   She laid her weapons at the foot of the bed between my legs.
Then she removed the pillow from beneath my head.
   "Lift your ass" she commanded.
   I obeyed.  She doubled the pillow and placed it beneath my ass.
   "Relax" she said.
   I tried.
   She retrieved her weapons and positioned herself between my legs.
She switched on the vibrator and put its tip at the base of my scrotum
and moved it slowly upward.  The sensations made my cock jump and
wobble uncontrollably.  After a few minutes she moved it to the base
of my cock and held it there.  She lowered her head then and I could
feel her warm, wet tongue licking my ass and poking at my hole.
Moaning sounds were coming from deep within her as she continued to
lubricate my asshole with her warm saliva.
   I jerked my hips upward and tightened my ass muscles when she
attempted to insert the first wooden bead.
   She raised her head and stared at me with those bewitching eyes.
   "Relax, John" she commanded softly, compassionately, sensually.
"Your Mistress wants you to feel pleasure, not pain."
   "Oh God."  was all I could manage to moan.
   She lowered her head again.  I loosened my muscles as best I could
and felt the first of ten beads being pushed gently into my ass by
this wildly erotic animal that held me captive.
   "Oooooooh GOD!" I moaned....and with each of the ten beads she
inserted, I moaned the same phrase.
   "How do you feel?" she asked when she had completed her task.
   "Full" I said, "it feels so, so strange."  I was breathing heavily.
   "Don't worry, John.  Just relax your muscles, you'll enjoy it
so much more."
   With all the effort I could manage, I concentrated on relaxing.
As I became more and more relaxed, that strange feeling left me and
I felt less full.  The sensation actually became pleasant.
   "Yes, John.  That's much better" she purred soothingly.
   She put the buzzing vibrator back on my scrotum and rotated it
in tiny circles.  Her other hand grasped my throbbing shaft and held
it steady.  Then she lowered her head and probed the tiny opening
in the head of my cock with her hot tongue.  Indescribable sensations
shot down the length of my tortured cock and raced throught my body
like an avalanche!

    "I'm going to make you cum in my mouth."  She said, moving her
head away from my eager cock.  "But I promise you one thing, you'll
experience ecstasy you never thought possible before you do!"
    I had already experienced ecstasy of the magnitude she described
and she hadn't really done anything to me, yet.  All of her, her body,
her eyes, her voice, her taunting and teasing were driving me insane
with passion.  I wanted to deposit a hot load of liquid deep within her
luscious body and I didn't care where!
    My hips jerked spasmodically when I felt the hot wetness of her
mouth close around the head of my cock .... she was still working
the vibrator in tight circles on my scrotum, her other hand
rhythmically squeezing my shaft.  Her tongue began moving back and
forth across the opening in my cock .... slowly at first then faster
and faster.  In a desperate effort to get more of myself inside
her, I pushed upward.  She immediately stopped all activity and
sat upright, staring at me with her hypnotic eyes .... my steel
hard cock was left bobbing in the air like a drunken sailor, the
skin on its head hot, purple and tight in anticipation.
    "Oooooh GOD!  Kate, Mistress .... please, don't torture me this
way.  I don't know how much longer I can stand it!"  My head tossed
from side to side as I spoke.  The pressure of the hot fluids
trapped inside my body was becoming painful.  I felt if I didn't
cum soon I would explode, flooding the insides of my own body with
juices.
    "Don't?" She asked with authority.  "Did my slave actually
say don't to me?"  She laughed a wicked little laugh, "Dear slave,
you don't understand do you?  You are MY slave, I AM your Mis-
tress.  I will decide what I will and will not do, not you.  Your
only purpose for being tonight is to make me happy.  Do you under-
stand?"
    "Y-yes, Kate."  I said sheepishly, "I will do as you say, its
just that you're driving me crazy .... I can't help it, I just want
to feel all of me deep inside you."
    "Let me hear you beg for it slave."  She said tauntingly, eyes
flashing then she licked the underside of my throbbing shaft
from base to tip.
    "OH GOD!" I moaned, my body jerking in response to her tongue.
"You are the perfect Mistress."  I was gasping for breath, barely
getting the words out.  "You are fair in your punishment and
compassionate in your judgement.  Please, Mistress, I beg of you,
have compassion for this unworthy servant .... I exist only to
give you pleasure .... ummmmm please, allow my fevered and eager
cock to explore the depths of your throat ... Oh God, Kate, allow
this pitiful slave to provide you with a warm drink of sweet juices
to soothe your burning throat .... please, Kate, I only want to
please you ....."
    "Oooooh slave!"  She purred, her eyes softening with compassion
and just a hint of eagerness.  "You have begged so eloquently,
how can I possibly refuse?  Besides, I am anxious to taste your
cum again.  I have decided to grant your request."
    She put the vibrator back on my scrotum and quickly slid her
hot mouth down the full length of my tormented cock, enclosing it
in a moist, velvety sheath that clung to the contours of my shaft
and head like a glove.
    "Aaaaagggghhhh!"  I moaned as the head of my pulsing tube came
to rest at the back of her throat, her soft lips applying scintillating
pressure on the base of my shaft, her silken tongue moving
back and forth on the underside of my cock.  Her tongue was
picking up and transmitting the tingling vibration from the
machine pressing against my balls.
    "OH MY GOD!  I-I CAN'T STAND IT ... IT FEELS SOOOOO WONDERFUL!"  I
was moaning and whimpering now, buried to the hilt in
her tight throat ... I thought I was going to die!
    She began a slow, steady up and down movement with her head,
animal sounds of her own mingling with mine.  My burning cock slid
out to the head then back into that tight sheath to the base of her
throat .... faster and faster she moved .... my head tossing from
side to side .... eyes squeezed tightly shut .... sparks of sexual
fire exploding in my brain and showering my entire body with
hot pin pricks of sensual sensation .... she continued moving
her head up and down .... the pleasure she and the vibrator were
giving went far past the concept of "normal".  So intense was the
pleasure, it bordered on the threshold of pain .... the
mechanism in my body that triggers orgasm was frozen solid .... I
was lost in a galaxy of pleasure and pain .... without orgasm
there could be no way out!
    I can't be sure how long she kept it up.  But, if she kept
doing what she was doing I knew the exhilarating intensity of
sensation would never let me cum.  She must have read my mind or
my cock or both because she slowed her pace and began working her
magic mouth on the head only, her free hand gripping my shaft and
jacking me off in perfect time with her mouth.
    As suddenly as she had shifted technique, a whole different
wave of sensations rolled in and crashed over my tingling body.
The first warnings of a 10.2 earthquake began rocking my body,
it's epicenter at my throbbing cock.
    The major quake shot throughout my body .... stream after
stream of hot cum rocketed into her hungry mouth.

    "OOOOOOH SHIIIIIT!"  I screamed, thrusting my hips off the
pillow.  She took all of the first load, moaning and making animal
sounds .... then she grabbed the string sticking out of my ass and
pulled the first wooden bead across my prostate.....
    "OH! OH! OOOOOH MY GOD!"  I was screaming in surprise as an
aftershock coursed through my cock producing a second orgasm and
a second flood of hot liquid .... she captured it in her mouth and
gulped it down .... another pull on the string, another aftershock,
another orgasm, more cum than I ever thought I was capable of producing
.... my eyes were wide open, not seeing .... my body arched
off the pillow .... frozen like a statue .... my mouth wide and
working .... no sound coming out ....
    Still another bead exploding my insides with sensation,
draining me of fluid and still her mouth worked feverishly on my
erupting cock, sucking out the creamy liquid .... tongue swirling
.... urging me to produce more!
    I came 11 times in the space of two minutes .... it seemed like
an eternity, each bead worked its magic on my prostate, each pass
producing an intense, cum gushing orgasm!  After the last orgasm
my body remained frozen in that arched position, the head of my
drained cock still trapped in her mouth .... still pulsating with
frequent, non-orgasmic aftershocks .... she slowly inserted the
vibrator in my ass .... my entire body began to shudder and collapsed
on the bed, quivering and shaking out of control.  I was
gasping for breath, trying to gain control of my body .... "Oh fuck
it!" I thought and gave myself to the sensations controlling me.
    "Oooooh slave!  You have given me a wonderful treat .... my
thirst is quenched!  But my pussy and my ass need a drink, too!"
    "Noooooo .... "  I protested weakly.  My mind was telling me
my body was exhausted .... drained .... used up.
    "Yessss,"  she purred, "but not until you've rested."  She took
a wash cloth from her bag and held it under cold water from the
sink.  She wrang it out and, lifting my limp cock delicately with
her fingers, placed the cool, damp cloth on my feverish balls.
Then she released my cock and pulled the remainder of the cloth
over it.
    "Aaaaahhh,"  I sighed, my breathing beginning to return to
normal, "that feels wonderful."
    She reached back into her goody bag and pulled out a banana.
Sitting beside me on the bunk, she peeled it slowly.  Everything
she did had an air of sensuality.  She tossed the peel in the
corner and held the fruit up delicately in front of my face.

    "We must have nourishment."  She said and moved the end of the
banana toward her parted lips.  She licked it from mid way to the
tip and let the end slip slowly into her mouth.  In the deepest,
most remote places of my being, I felt a weak sexual stirring
begin.
    "Ummmmm."  She sighed, biting off the tip of the fruit.  I
watched in fascination as she chewed and then swallowed it.
"It's good slave, but not as delicious as you!"  She laid the
banana on my chest and took her panties off, teasingly, sensu-
ally.  The sight of her full, beautiful bush made my heart skip a
beat .... I couldn't take my eyes away from it.
    "You like my pussy slave?"  She asked tauntingly.  She spread
pink and inviting clit lay nestled in her flesh like a precious
cultured pearl.  Further down the entrance to paradise lay invitingly
open.
    "Would you like to fuck me slave?"  Her eyes were sparkling
again and she began slowly rotating her hips, teasing me with her
waiting pink flesh. "Would you like to put your cock deep in my hot,
wet pussy slave?"
    "OH GOD YES!"  My eyes were wide, my throat dry, the sexual
stirring I felt moments before becoming a tornado of destructive
passion and yearning. I felt my balls moving inside my sack and my
limp meat was beginning to stiffen again.
    "Perhaps .... perhaps not!"  She laughed deep in her throat,
fanning the fires she had started deep within me.
    She turned the banana around and placed the unbitten end against
the entrance to paradise.  Leaning back slightly, she pushed the
fruit slowly into her pussy.  I watched in a hypnotic trance as the
fruit slid inch by agonizing inch into her moist opening.  After
pushing it almost all the way in, she withdrew it, then pushed it
in again, then withdrew it all the way.
    She brought the fruit toward my face, her woman scent mixed with
the smell of the banana made my mouth water.  I opened my mouth wide
in anticipation of this delightful treat.  She did not disappoint me
.... I took a big bite, savoring the mixed flavors.  She
fed me the rest of the most delicious fruit I'd ever tasted.  I
knew deep inside I'd never be able to look at a banana again without
reliving these moments.
    Back in her goodie bag again, she took out a can of whipped
cream.  Shaking the can, she spread her legs once again and sprayed
her entire bush with the fluffy white topping.
    "Time for dessert."  She purred and put one knee on each side
of my head, her cream soaked pussy hovering above my mouth.  "Bon
apetite."  She said and lowered that savory treat to my mouth.

    She didn't have to tell me what to do next.  Starting at the
entrance to paradise, I licked the cream from her treasures .... she
rocked her hips back and forth to help me, breathing heavily,
moaning and sighing.  I licked and slurped and sucked the delicious
stuff from between her pussy lips, from the sides of her legs
and her bush.  Another food I would never look at in quite the same
way again!  As the sweet treat vanished, I concentrated my
efforts on her clit.  She pressed harder against my mouth, rocking
faster and moaning louder.
    "Ummmmm .... yes slave."  She sighed, breathing faster.  "Eat
my pussy, Ooooooh ... take my clit in your teeth, that's it ....
Oh God Yes!  Bite it yes yes YEESSSSS .... a little harder .... Oooooh
Yeah .... now put your tongue in my hole .... Oooooooo Ummmmmmm ....
yes slave!"  She was rocking faster moving her sweet wet pussy back
her nipples and rolling them back and forth between her fingers.
Her head was thrown back and she began whimpering and moaning
louder.  The fire that had begun in my loins was now raging out of
control and spread to other parts of my body .... my cock had once
again become hard as steel.
    "Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh slave!"  She was beginning to
scream in ecstasy .... I could feel her thighs quivering against
the sides of my head as she moved her pussy ever faster across my
tongue.  She was grinding that magnificent cunt down into my mouth
now .... each time her clit came over my tongue, her thighs jerked
and I tried to capture that elusive bud and suck on it, but nothing
would stop the rocking, grinding motion she had begun with her
hips.
    "YES YES YES YES!"  She chanted, rocking still faster.  "OOOH
GOD!  OOOH GOD!  OOOOOOOOO YEEEEESSSSS!"  She was breathing wildly
now, her chest heaving with the labor .... her thighs began jerking
uncontrollably ... she moved her hands from her breasts to my
head.  Taking a handful of my hair with each hand she pulled my face
harder into her soaking wet crotch .... suddenly she stopped
rocking, her entire body quivering, she ground her pussy into my
face in tiny rotating circles, pulling my face still harder into
her crotch with her hands.  I captured her throbbing clit and
closed my lips around it .... applying all the suction I could
manage and, at the same time, nibbled and flicked it with my tongue
as hard as I could.
    The quivering in her body turned to a shudder, a loud shriek-
ing scream tore from her throat .... her hips were grinding in
small circles hard against my face forcing her hot, wet pussy even
tighter to my hungry mouth.

    She was climbing to the peak of an orgasmic mountain and I
was doing all I could to help her reach the top.  At the peak of
her orgasm she ceased all movement, except for her clit.  I could feel
it pulsating in my mouth and continued to nibble and run my
tongue roughly across its tip.  Suddenly the scream coming
from her throat was cut off .... the shuddering in her body became
a heaving of all her muscles .... her clit still pulsating, throbbing
in climax!  She was holding her breath ..... her muscles ceased
heaving and tensed like those of a predator cat ready to pounce
.... still her clit throbbed and pulsated between my lips .... we
were frozen in time like models for a still life artist .... the
only movement her clit and my tongue.
    She had reached the peak of the orgasmic mountain and was
taking her sweet time, enjoying the sensations at the top.
Finally, she began to descend the other side .... she finished the
scream .... her chest began heaving again desperately sucking in
life giving oxygen .... her body began shuddering again ..... her
hips began rocking back and forth wildly again and her clit continued
to throb as it swept past my tongue.  She was taking a roller
was hang on and take the ride with her.
    Slowly, almost imperceptibly, all her movement began to
slow.  The closer she got to the base of the mountain, the slower
she moved.  Sigh after deep, satisfied sigh came out of her ....
her hips slowed to a halt, her clit resting directly on my tongue
.... it was no longer throbbing.  I licked it gently .... she began
purring like a cat and ran her fingers through my hair, soothing
the places she had pulled so hard just moments before.
    "Ummmmmmmmm"  She sighed dreamily.  "John, that was wonderful."
The masterful tone in her voice had vanished.  It was replaced by the
voice of a soft, sensual woman who had set out on an
adventure in mountain climbing, had succeeded and was now relaxing in
front of a cozy fire in a snowed in lodge.  "God!  Your
mouth is fantastic, lover."  She purred then sighed heavily in
contentment.
    "Unghflnnnfggh"  I replied, her pussy still resting sweetly on
my mouth.

    "Oops, sorry!"  She laughed, and climbed off my face.  She
stretched out next to me on the bunk, her body pressing close to
mine, her fingers making little curls with the hair on my chest.
She was looking dreamily into my eyes, her own eyes soft and
feeling.  They had lost the sparkle of the Mistress who held me
captive and took on the look of the eyes of a captured dove.
    She ran her hand down my chest and across my stomach to my
cock.  She stroked its head gently with her fingers, then gripped
it and squeezed lightly sending shivers through my body.  As she
squeezed my cock she moved her face close to mine, her eyes searching
mine.  She lowered her lips to mine in a long, passionate,
deep french .... her tongue seeking out mine and playing tag with
it.... little moaning sounds coming from her throat.  "Oh God!"  She
said, her lips still on mine, speaking directly into my mouth, "I
want your hard beautiful cock in my pussy.  I want to feel it fill
me.  I want it to explode inside of me and flood me with your hot,
wonderful cum."  She moaned a long, sensual moan into my mouth
.... I could feel the vibrations of it on my lips.  Her hand began
squeezing my cock tighter and moving slowly up and down the shaft
.... she let it move down my cock to my balls and began massaging
them gently .... cupping them .... scratching the bottom of my sack
with her nails .... gently squeezing them. She pressed her mouth
tighter against mine and resumed the passionate kiss of seconds
before, all the while doing miraculous things to my genitals with
her talented fingers.
    "Ooooooh."  She purred, "Do you want to fuck me, John?  Do you
want to feel yourself deep inside me?"  Her breathing was becoming more
rapid as was my own.  "Do you want to feel my pussy squeeze
your beautiful cock until you can't stand it anymore?  Do you want
to feel your hot cum spurt deep inside me?  Oh God .... PLEASE TELL
the passion of wanting to bury my cock deep inside her.

    "Oh God Yes!"  She moaned, "SO DO I!"  She got the whipped cream
can and began shaking it.  When it was ready she put the nozzle at
the base of my rigid cock and made a complete circle of the sweet
cream from the base of my cock to the top.  It looked like I had
a hard, whipped cream cock protruding from my body.
    "Ooooooh" she sighed, "just looking at that makes my pussy
hungry!"  She positioned herself over my whipped cream cock, one
leg on each side of my hips, facing me.  Slowly, she lowered herself
until the creamy head of my swollen cock barely touched her pussy
lips.  She was breathing heavily now, looking down between her legs
to position her juicy pussy just right.  When the head of my cock
was in just the right position, she lowered her hips a little
more, forcing the head of my cock between the hungry, waiting lips
of her unbelievably hot cunt.  She locked onto my eyes with her
own.  I held my breath in anticipation, afraid to move for fear
she would revert to the slave Mistress and stop.
    "Oooooh God!  I've been waiting for this all night!"  She
moaned, still suspended above me, just the head of my cock inside
her.  I wanted to scream and thrust upward, wanted to shout "ME
TOO!  SIT DOWN FOR GOD'S SAKE!  COVER MY COCK WITH YOUR HOT PUSSY!"
But I didn't .... I just held my breath hoping she would slide down
my waiting pole.
    I didn't have to wait too long.  V-e-r-y  s-l-o-w-l-y  she
allowed my cock to slip into her hot, hungry pussy.  I wanted to
thrust, I wanted to scream, I WANTED TO BURY IT TO THE HILT!  The
whipped cream was beginning to melt from the heat of our bodies.
I could feel it sliding down my cock, over my balls and into the
crack of my ass .... it was exciting, using the whipped cream for
a lubricant, not that her pussy needed lubricating, it was
soaking wet all on its own .... still the thought was erotic and
more than just a little stimulating.
    My cock was about a fourth of the way in .... she was squirming
and panting and whimpering.  Her thighs were beginning to shake
from the strain of lowering herself so slowly and from anticipation.
    "Ummmmmm .... God that feels great!"  She purred, still moving
slowly down my rigid cock .... one third the way in now .... we were
both moaning and panting .... half way in .... she began to chant
"Ooooh Baby!  Ooooh Baby!  Ooooh Baby!" .... two thirds of my throbbing
cock was now out of sight, concealed within the walls of her
tight love tunnel.
    I couldn't contain myself any longer .... "OH GOD, KATE!
PLEASE, BURY MY COCK ALL THE WAY!  I CAN'T STAND IT .... OOOOHHHH
MY GOD!"

    Apparently she couldn't stand it any longer either.  Without
    "OH!"  She squealed with delight, "Ummmmmmmm, that's wonderful."
She purred, sitting absolutely still, my cock completely
and totally buried inside her.
    At the moment she sat down on my cock, the breath escaped my
lungs and I shouted .... "HOLY SHIT!  OOOOH GOD YESSSS!"
    Still motionless on top of me, she began rhythmically contracting
and relaxing the muscles inside her hungry pussy.  Each
time she contracted those wonderful muscles, squeezing my cock,
I would tighten my sphincter and expand the head of my cock to its
fullest size.  We played expand and contract for what seemed like
hours, our eyes locked on one another, just feeling the sensations
and being one with each other.
    "Oooohhh slave,"  She whispered sexily "you have a very talented
cock.  Does it like being in my pussy?"
    "Yes yes, Mistress!  It wants to please you and fill you with
its hot load of white liquid."
    "My pussy can hardly wait!"  She sighed and began rocking back
and forth with her hips.  The motion bent my rigid pole back and
forth, moving it only slightly inside her.  Her head was back and
she cupped her breasts with her hands, squeezing them as she continued
to rock back and forth on my burning cock.
    After awhile, she leaned forward, pressing her breasts against
my hairy and heaving chest .... her lips found mine and we kissed
passionately.  I longed for my hands to be free so I could fondle
her breasts and grab her ass cheeks.  While she lay on my chest,
I began a slow thrusting motion with my hips, driving my cock slowly
in and out of the hot, velvety tunnel that held it prisoner.  She
began moaning softly into my mouth and I into hers, our tongues
still locked in a battle for dominance.
    As I thrust in and out of her hot pussy, she began moving her
hips from side to side.  Her motion combined with mine caused my
thrusting cock to scrape one side lining of her tight love tunnel,
then the other .... it was a completely new sensation to me and it
was bringing me to the base of my own orgasmic mountain!
    "Ahhhh yes, fuck me baby!"  She moaned into my mouth.  "Ram that
hard cock into me .... deeper, Oooooh yes, that's it .... it feels
so wonderful I want you to push it all the way through me!"
    The way she moaned those words of passions directly into my
mouth was helping me, pushing me, to the first ledge of my
mountain.  The silky wet walls of her pussy working wonders on the
sensitive head of my pulsing cock!

    "God, baby, you're sooo good!  So tight .... so hot .... so
wet!"  I breathed the words into her mouth.
    She put her hands on my chest and pushed herself to an upright
position and, using the muscles in her legs began lifting herself
up and down on my rigid cock.  Faster and faster she went, like a
novice rider on a galloping horse.  With each bounce, my throbbing
whimpered and I sighed "OH GOD! OH GOD!"  Faster and faster she
bounced, tossing her head from side to side, beginning a low volume
chant of "FUCK ME! FUCK ME! FUCK ME!"  That became louder the faster
she moved.
    She was moving at a furious pace now, with each downward plunge
she made, little bits of whipped cream splashed out from between
us, covering my chest and her inner thighs.
    "OOOOOHHHH GOD YES!"  She screamed, reaching a quick and violent
orgasm that made her body shudder.  As she came, I began thrusting
my hips upward and letting them fall, then up again, lifting her
weight, helping her fuck herself into oblivion.  "CUM CUM CUM ....
YES YES YES .... OOOH OOOH OOOH" she was screaming as orgasmic
sensations raced through her body.
    When her orgasm subsided, she slowed her pace until she came
to a stop sitting on my still rock hard cock.  My hips were squirming
beneath her in passion, my own moaning and whimpering becoming
louder .... "Ohhhhh noooo, please, don't stop now ..... Oh God
....".
    "Don't worry, lover, we're not through yet."  She purred.  Then
she stretched her legs out in front of her and rotated her body so
her back was to my face.  Never once coming close to losing the cock
buried deep in her hot pussy.  The sensation of her turning sent
a chill through my entire body!
    She reached down between my legs and began raking her
fingernails along the underside of my balls.  "OOOOOHHHH SHIIIIT!"
I cried out in total surprise at both what she was doing and the
sensations it caused.  Her knees under her once again, she began
that slow up and down movement with her body.  Every few strokes
she would pause with my cock almost all the way out, then move her hips
from side to side and slowly slide back down over my hard and hot
cock, all the while scratching and squeezing and massaging my balls
gently, seductively.  My breathing became more rapid as I quickly
approached the second ledge on my orgasmic mountain!  I felt lost
on that mountain and was thankful to have a guide like her showing me
the way to the top!

    "Yes baby, fill me with that hot cock of yours!"  She moaned,
"I love it deep inside me .... Ooooh yes, it fills me up soooo much
.... I want your cum to wash every bit of my pussy .... I want to
feel it splashing hot against my walls .... I want to hear you moan
as your cum gushes out of your hot cock and floods deep into me ....
Ummmmmm!"  Her words were making my cock even harder than it was
.... I didn't know how that could be possible but it was happening.
that feeling I get when I know I'm going to last a long time.  For
the time being I was lost in the sensual, tingling feelings her
hot pussy was imparting to my cock.
    She worked her body feverishly on my erect pole, speeding up
her pace, then slowing down .... shifting positions slightly,
each time bringing me to new heights of ecstasy .... and all the
while stroking, scratching and squeezing my balls.  In the next
half hour she came twice, each more powerful than the one before.
With each orgasm her fingernails dug into the flesh of my thighs
and her screams of passion pierced the very essence of my soul.
Tiny beads of sweat had broken out on her body and her breathing
was becoming labored.  Still she continued, working her wet
pussy all over my throbbing hot cock.
    As she was approaching her fourth orgasm her buildup to it was
so raw, so animalistic that my balls began to tingle wildly.  The
first warning that I was approaching the peak of my mountain.
She pumped so hard and so fast, and squeezed my cock with her pussy
so tightly I began to go insane with passion.  With each foot of
height I gained on my upward climb, she matched me in intensity
and abandonment.  We both began grunting and moaning, pounding
our genitals together mercilessly.  My legs began to go numb as
the tingling spread throughout my body.  I could feel my balls
swell slightly prior to releasing their heavy load.
    At that instant I thought it would be impossible for either of
us to get any more wild than we were .... I was wrong!  As we
approached orgasm her hand pulled my ball sack gently, the other drew
blood from my thigh.  We were both screaming between labored
breaths .... our bodies writhing wildly trying to tear one another
apart with pure animal lust.

    As my heavy balls exploded their load through my seminal
vesicles, I thrust upward with all my strength, burying my spurting
cock deeper into her greedy pussy than it had ever been.  She
screamed in a mixture of pain and pleasure and ground her hips downward
impaling her pulsating pussy even further on my exploding
cock.
    It's hard to describe the sounds, the sensations, the movements of
our bodies and the punishment we inflicted on one
another during our simultaneous orgasm.  I only know her screams
of passion were equal to my own, the intensity of her orgasm
matched by mine and the pure animal lust that flooded over us was
shared equally.  I don't know how long we were lost in the throes
of orgasmic ecstasy .... it just seemed to go on and on .... I felt
as if every ounce of fluid was being sucked from my entire body by
her gripping, hungry pussy.  My balls were so drained they began
to ache and still our bodies were tangled and thrusting in an
animalistic frenzy, each attempting to best the other.  I wanted to be
lost in this wild abandon forever .... to be washed away in a flood
    I'm not sure quite how it ended.  All I remember is our bodies
collapsing in an exhausted heap.  My cock was still deep within
her but there was no feeling, no sensation.  Her fabulous pussy
had literally stripped the nerve endings from my body and devoured
them.

    There was more deliriously sensual sex between us that night.
We came again and again .... she used the beads on me twice more
that I can remember .... it could have been more.  I never dreamed
I could cum so many times in such a short span of time, but her body
and imagination did things to me that had never been done to me
before.
    I remember at about three in the morning she released me from
my bonds. We experimented with every imaginable position ....
before we were finished my cock had explored every possible
opening in her body and deposited it's creamy cargo within them
all.
    At six o'clock a travel alarm in her goody bag went off.  At
the time we lay exhausted in one another's arms, caressing and
frenching deeply, passionately.
    "Oh damn."  She muttered at the sound of the alarm and got up
to turn it off.  "Well, John, slave, lover.  Your sentence has been
carried out and I hereby set you free."
    We dressed in silence.  She in her uniform, me in my levis and
sweat shirt.  I didn't want this wild sexual animal to walk out of
my life, but I didn't know what to say.
    "Would you like to come home with me?  I'll make you a great
breakfast."  She must have read my mind.
    "I'd love to, Kate."  I said softly.

    She took me to my car and I followed her home.
    As she put her key in the front door it swung open, a stunning
brunette standing in the doorway.
    "John,"  Kate said, "I'd like you to meet my roommate Kimberly."
    "Hi, Kimberly."  I said, my hand on Kate's ass.
    "Oooooh Hi John."  She purred, her deep green eyes sparkling
with sexual energy.  Kate gave me a seductive little wink, a huge
smile on her face.