The Bishop, His Slut And A Third Party 3
POWER! That is exactly how I feel, I’m no longer scared of mother or her verbal abuses. Neither am I scared of her throwing me out of the house, heck! I have her husband wrapped round my little finger, or should I say that I have her husband’s cock and heart right where I want it. I was no longer afraid of father, if anything I don’t mind him grabbing me whenever he wants and anywhere around the house. I find myself looking forward to his touches and groping. I feel like a semi-mistress of the house and Father is a lot nicer since the night he did dark things to me and he’s keeping a modicum of father/daughter relationship when any one else was around. As for me, since that night, I have craved for more sex. I am wondering why father hasn’t been down to see me since that night, I’m guessing his wife has given him no space. Could she be suspecting something? I’ve been dreaming of having his cock in front of me again but he wasn’t showing up. I have made up my mind to go see Tony tomorrow afternoon, that is if father fails to show up tonight. He has started a fire in me and he better be ready to put it out when it rages, but what do I care? I can do it with anyone and that is where Tony comes in. Well, if he does not show up then I’m sorting myself out.
I’ve touched myself but my nipples crave to be sucked. I need it, I need it badly. My body is aching to feel hands, tongue, fingers, anything. I’ve dreamed of daddy and I making love since then so tonight I’m going to close my eyes and bring back that illusion and hope to make it my reality, I begin to imagine daddy walking into my room, I think about him coming over to caress me, I try to guess where he would kiss first, my shoulder, my forehead, my lips or my nipples. My back arch trying to feel him caress my aching nipples. My fingers move to pinch my nipples, imagining it was him torturing me sweetly. My left hand slips in to my night shirt and as I tease my nipple I imagine his lips sucking on it, rolling his tongue slowly over one while he pulls gently at the other. I imagine my hand to be his as I make tempting strokes across my thighs, teasing myself as I imagine him parting my legs to get close to where I am wet and ready for him. I spread my legs wide in offering to him, wishing that he were really here to see my curves, my sweating and tortured body aching for his touch. My finger trace inbetween my thighs and I tilt my pelvis up, I gasp as my fingers trace my pussy lips which is slacked with my own juice. I spread my soaking pussy lips open with my fingers, I feel my big clit which is now so hard and pulsing with desire to be touched. I slide my fingers over the outer lips of my pussy, everywhere I wanted to feel daddy’s tongue. I thrust one finger up into my pussy, the other hand firmly caressing her clit. I sigh with pleasure at the slight feeling of sensation. I plant my feet on the coir mattress, tilting my hips higher. My hand is becoming drenched with my own juices, but my nipples are suddenly frantic to be free of the confining night shirt that is covering them. My finger tremble as they slide the fabric back up. I groan in relief as I smell myself in the room. I fuck myself hard with my middle finger and my body thrusts upward, my other hand frantically rubbing my big, hard clit. I wiggle my finger deep, pumping hard, unable to control the need to feel everything more. I pump so hard that my breasts are now bouncing against my wildly pumping arms. I feel my orgasm building up, I’m getting closer and closer. “Ohhh Fuckkkk!” I whisper heavily as I add another finger into my pussy and push my fingers deeper into me and use my other hand to grab my breasts together. I cum, I cum so hard arching my back and titling my pussy up in the air as if I want to swallow up my hand and my pussy clench my fingers. I remain motionless as the pleasure seeking and rewarding chemicals rush through my body. Right now, every cell in my body feels like it is being stimulated. I feel a satisfying and complete feeling of undiluted pure pleasure and relief pass through me. As this warm feeling slowly begins to subside I let out a contended sigh, slowly lowering my back down onto the bed releasing a low groan as I do. I lie still in the silence of my bedroom, enjoying the tingles of my pussy and the sensations running through my body. Finally, I let out a contented sigh as I remove my fingers from my pussy and shift onto my side as I close my legs. I bring my left hand up to my lips and slowly lick the evidence of my shameful need away. The sheets are soaked with my juice tonight
I don’t know how long I had slept but it’s morning already, I take my shower but I chose to remain in my room. Today is the day they all leave for their vacation and the last thing I want to do is to watch them leave and give mother the satisfaction of seeing me humiliated. So I’m just going to go over to Tony’s place and wait for them to leave, I will return later tonight. I have to sneak out of the house without attracting any attention. The only way I can get out of the house unnoticed is if Miss Christiana helps me. Miss Christiana is our family’s loyal housekeeper. She’s been with father even before he married my mother. She has been more like a mother to me than my own mother. I used to tell her about father’s harassment and she told me to make sure I never give in. I went to the maids quarters to tell her I need her help to leave the house and she engages me in a conversation I`m not interested in.
“Miss Christiana, just do this for me, please. I can’t be here when they leave.”
“I have agreed to help you go out, but you still haven’t responded to what I’m talking about. There is something different about you Blessing.”
“What do you mean?”
“Don’t play dumb with me. I raised you, remember.”
“So? Haven’t you finished the job already?”
“I know you, you have had sex, the sudden glow in your eyes says it all. But what baffles me is that you have not left this house since the last two weeks. I hope it’s not what I’m thinking?”
“I don’t have time to explain now. Please help me get out first. When I return, I promise I will come to your room and talk to you. I’ve never lied to you and I won’t start now.”
“Yes I know, you don’t lie to me, you will rather keep the lie a secret. I heard the other maids gossip about some stains on your bed sheet. You and I really need to talk. I will be waiting for you.”
Yeah right! I’ve never lied to Miss Christian indeed. I just lied to her that I was visiting a girlfriend. If she knew I was going to see Tony, there was no way she would agree to it. She’s never liked him anyways. But what do I care? I am now a grown woman and I can do whatever the hell I like. It takes only a few minutes to get to Tony’s house so I am there in no time. I knock on the gate and a gateman let’s me in and tells me that Tony is not home, I ask if I can wait and he says no one is home, that his parents traveled so Tony had locked the house. Now that’s bad, I think of going to another friend’s house, I am about to turn and leave but the security runs off to go open the gate. Turns out Tony is back, I quickly hide behind the gate so I can surprise him. But then I notice Stella in front of the car with him. Stella was my class mate, we hated eachother and she was the school slut. My eyes lights up with anger and I feel the need to jump at them and bitch slap the both of them. By the time the security closed the gate and I walk up to the car, Tony and Stella are already kissing.
“Interesting” I say and they jump in shock. “Really nice, so how long has this been going on?”
“Ohmygod! Bless, I can explain. Actually this is the first time I….”
“Shut up Tony, I will deal with you later. But for now, are you going to tell this bitch to leave or do I leave?”
“No Bless, please stay.” then he turns to Stella, “I’m so sorry Stella, but you have to leave. I’m truly sorry.”
“You heard him bitch, now bounce. And don’t let me see you near him ever again.”
Stella rolls her eyes and says, “Tony what is the meaning of this? I asked you if you had a girlfriend and you said you guys are just friends. What kind of embarrassment is this?”
“I’m sorry Stella. Please just go.”
I watch with grin on my face as Stella takes a walk even before she could taste the shame. Tony leads me into the house and within me I know that I can’t wait to yell at him. “Really, Tony?”
“Forgive me, I didn’t know you were coming.”
“So what? You had to bring Stella to your house? And for what? So you can fuck her?”
“Jeezzz you don’t have to get all nasty on me Bless. It’s not like you give me any, I’m not made of wood Bless.”
“You know what? Run down the road and call her back because I’m leaving. I’m done. I swear you will never see me again. You men are all the same, Randy bastards.”
As I try to leave, Tony grabs me by the waist from behind.
“Common Bless, I’m sorry. Please don’t go.” I turn around to look at him. “I really want you to stay.”
Feeling angry got adrenaline rushing through me and with Tony’s hand around my waist, I can feel myself getting really horny. Wild ideas begin to run through my mind and I begin to think of ways to make him pay.
“You really want me to stay?”
“Yes I do Bless.”
“Well, I don’t feel like staying. I’m too pissed.”
“Please, I will do anything to make you stay.”
“Really, anything?”
“Yes, anything.”
“So a little bird told me you are home alone, is that true?”
“Yes.”
If only Tony knows the kind of sick things going on in my head right now. I mean, if it was possible for me to eat him up like a flesh eating cannibal, I would. “Take me to your room.”
“Okay,” he obeys without asking any question. I follow behind.
“So you said you will do anything?”
“Yes.”
“Take off your clothes.”
“What?”
“I said take off your clothes, can you stop making me repeat myself. Or I leave.” I pretend to walk out his room.
“No, no, Bless. I want you to stay. Okay fine, I will do it. I was only shocked. I’ve never seen you like this before.”
“Take off your clothes Tony. I won’t say it again. And just to warn you, don’t argue with me and don’t ask me questions..”
He quickly begins taking off his clothes, first his jeans, then his shirt, then his underpants. I can’t believe it, I have Tony for the first time, stark naked in front of me. I don’t know what has come over me, I feel Powerful over him. He’s standing there all shy and helpless not knowing what to expect next. I take a minute to admire his young body. His cock is shamelessly erect, slightly big and a bit long, but absolutely nothing close to daddy`s magnificent cock.
“Get on the bed.”
He obeys without hesitation, I picked up his jeans and pull out his belt. Climbing ontop of the bed I grab is both hand together. I wrap the belt around his wrists and buckle the belt just the way my step father did to me. Tony only has time to be curios. Now that I have him where I want him and there is nothing he can do about it, I decide to begin torturing him. I stand up and take off my clothes slowly as he watches. I see how his entire body shivers as soon as he lays eyes on my big clit. By now, my pussy is drenching so much so that my juice is dripping down my thighs. To my delight, Tony’s dick rises harder. I put my hand inbetween my legs and slid my fingers into my pussy, then I withdraw them glistening and wet with my pussy juice. I wrap my fingers around his cock and rub my juice up his shaft.
“So tell me Tony, who have you been fucking? Have you fucked Stella?”
“No.”
“But if I didn’t show up today, you would have fucked her?”
“I guess.”
“Really? I’m going to make you pay for that. And you said I don’t give you any and that’s why you are randy? I hope you are ready to eat your words.”
“How do you mean?”
“You will soon find out” I began to stroke his cock, squeezing it tightly at the base at the end of each stroke. “I know you will like to tell me what to do to your cock, Tony,” I tell him. “But if you know what’s good for you, you’ll keep quiet. Because this isn’t about making you feel good, this is about me enjoying torturing you.”
“It doesn’t seem much like torture,” he observes, feeling his hips tense in response to my rhythmic stroking.
“Ah, well, you can’t understand pain if you don’t understand pleasure, Tony,” I answer. “Don’t you think that’s true?” I add and slap his cock hard, knocking it between his legs to bounce off the bed.
“Fuck! Bless, what was that about?”
I laugh and start stroking his cock again. “It’s hard to torture you, because you love everything I do, don’t you, Tony? Remember how you used to play with my breasts and I play with your cock? Like I said earlier, no protests, no questions. You can keep that mouth shut unless you love something I’m doing and want to ask for more of it. Then you can tell me, ‘Thank you,’ and I’ll consider that a request.”
I stroke his cock, first slow and long, then with little bursts of fast hard strokes, squeezing his cock so hard that he may think I am trying to pinch it in half. “Thank you!” he gasps. I smile and add more hard fast bursts. I put my other hand around his balls and squeeze them tight while I stroke his cock. Then still holding them, I tug them in time with my stroke. “Whoa – thank you,” he said loudly. Obliging him a release from his torture, I come back to this move every once in a while, squeezing and tugging his balls to my rhythm.
“I can’t believe how excited your greedy cock is getting!” I comment, wiping a quarter-size puddle of pre-come off the head of his cock. I slide my fingers into his mouth so he can suck it off.