MRWADE74.STY                                           BY MASTER WADE



                              Monica's Vacation

   

                                   Part Two



   Dear Master,

   

        Three  days  have  now passed since my last letter to you.  I hope 

   you  are not upset with your slave for not writing sooner, but I really 

   have  been  unable  to as you will see as I relate to you what has been 

   happening to me.

        The  morning  after  our  night  with  Gary  and  Bob was a rather 

   uneventful  one and we did little besides lay on the beach.  This time, 

   however,  Nancy  made  me  take  off  my  top and lay out topless which 

   caused  quite a stir to say the least.  I thought that surely she would 

   join  me,  but  she  said  with a smile that the beach wasn't ready for 

   that yet.  I expect she was right, too.

        Everything  went  fine until later that afternoon when a policeman 

   walked  up  and  arrested  me  for  public  indecency or something like 

   that.   I  remembered  your instructions about traffic cops and offered 

   to  suck  him off if he wouldn't hassle me.  I knelt in the sand beside 

   his  car  and  in a short time had him spurting his thick creme into my 

   mouth.   When  I  was done I thanked him for his kindness and turned to 

   go  but he arrested me anyway and I had to spend the night in jail.  It 

   was  terribly embarrasing.  He didn't even let me change clothes before 

   taking  me  in  and  paraded  me through the jail in front of the other 

   policemen  in  my  tiny little bikini, laughing and telling them that I 

   had tried to bribe him by offering to suck him off.

        Luckily  there  were  only three other officers on duty that night 

   and  I  only had to suck them once each before they left me alone.  One 

   of  them had planned on fucking me until their senior officer showed up 

   and  put  an  end  to  their  fun.   Nancy  bailed me out the following 

   morning.   It  wasn't  so  bad sucking off the policemen.  You know how 

   much  I  love  cum  and  they  all  had  nice dicks.  Still it was very 

   embarassing for me as I'm sure you can imagine.

        When  we  got  out of the building and into the car Nancy asked me 

   what  being in jail was like.  When I told her that I had been required 

   to  give  them  all head she got very angry with me for some reason and 

   said  that  I  would  pay  for  being  such  a  cock  sucking  slut.  I 

   apologized  over  and  over all the way home but she never said another 

   word until we entered her condo.

        Once  we got inside Nancy went straight to a closet in her bedroom 

   and  took  out  a pair of handcuffs and cuffed me to the shower door in 

   the  Master  bath.   She  then went back into the bedroom and I watched 

   with  some  fear  as she began tossing things out onto the bed from the 

   closet.   They  were  the  same  kinds  of things which you keep in our 

   basement  room,  and seeing them accumulate in a pile on the bed as she 

   tossed  them  angrily  in  a pile made me tremble with anticipation and 

   dread.

        Nancy  came  in  the  bath  and  began putting black leather ankle 

   cuffs  on  my  ankles  and  similar cuffs on my wrists.  They were very 

   much  like  yours,  studded  and  having  a silvery metal d shaped ring 

   attached  on  the  outside edge of each cuff.  When she had them all in 

   place  she  reached  between  my legs and pushed her fingers up into my 

   pussy,  taking  the  wet bathing suit bottom along with them.  In spite 

   of  the  fear  I  felt,  or  perhaps  because  of  it,  every bit of my 

   attention  was now directed to my throbbing and needy bottom and to the 

   fingers  she  was  so  roughly  shoving  into  me.  I automaticly began 

   hunching  myself  against  her  hand hotly, unable to think of anything 

   except the pleasure between my legs.

        Suddenly  she  pulled  her hand away from my bottom and walked out 

   of  the  room  once more.  My lips were swollen with desire and my hips 

   continued  moving  even  after  my  throbbing  pussy  had been emptied.  

   Nancy  spread  the pile of leather gear on the bed out to make room for 

   my  body  in  the  middle  of  it and uncuffing me from the shower door 

   pulled me roughly into the bedroom and threw me onto the bed.

        Taking  several  lengths  of  chain in her hands she chained me to 

   the  corners  of her bed, hooking the clasps at the ends of the lengths 

   of  chain  into  the  d  shaped  rings on the black leather cuffs which 

   adorned  my ankles and wrists.  My eyes were wide with a combination of 

   fear and pleasure as I anticipated what was to come next.

        Kneeling  between  my  legs on the bed, Nancy shoved three fingers 

   into  my  bottom  once  more, the bikini bottom now far too soaked with 

   juice  to  offer  any  resistance  at all.  She fucked me like that for 

   nearly  a  minute  and  then  took her fingers out again, causing me to 

   moan  softly  with  frustration.    Raising  my  head  from  the pillow 

   beneath  it  to  see  what  she was doing, I saw her take a long rubber 

   band  from  the  pile  of  things  to  my right and begin stretching it 

   between her hands with a nasty grin on her face.

        I  had never seen anyone do anything with a rubber band before and 

   didn't  really  know  what  to expect, but the look on her face told me 

   that  I  had better steel myself for the unexpected.  Nancy pointed the 

   extended  rubber  band  at  my  naked pussy and let one end go, causing 

   that  end  to  fly  forward  with  great force and strike me on my left 

   labia.   I expected to feel pain, but rather than pain all I could feel 

   was  a jolt of pleasure shooting straight into my clit.  She pulled the 

   rubber  back once more and released one end yet again, striking me this 

   time  on  the  right  labia.   Once  again  intense pleasure flooded my 

   bottom  and  concentrated  itself in my clitoris.  My hips were bucking 

   upward  now  lewdly  as  the  pretty woman shot my cunt with the rubber 

   band over and over.

        My  mind, clouded with passion and extreme sexual heat was begging 

   silently  for  my  clit,  begging  Nancy  to  aim higher, to direct the 

   stinging  blows  of  the  rubber band to the direct center of my sexual 

   pleasure.   My  hips  responded  to  the  begging  of my mind, hunching 

   wildly,  as  if  trying  to  move my clit into the path of the stinging 

   rubber.

        How  long  Nancy used the rubber band on my pulsating pussy I have 

   no  idea,  but  I  wasn't  ready  for  her to stop when she did.  I was 

   overwhelmed  with  passion  and  my  body  writhed  on  the  bed as she 

   searched  through  the  pile of things to my left for the next item she 

   would  use  on my trmebling body.  When she had selected it she crawled 

   over  my naked body and held it in front of my face so that I could see 

   it.

        It  was  a  strange  looking  device,  made  from the same type of 

   silvery  metal  that  the d shaped hooks on the cuffs were made of.  It 

   was  shaped  very  much  like a football, except much, much smaller and 

   seemed  to  have  some  nuts  like you use in your shop on some rods or 

   something  inside  the  outer  edges  of metal that formed its football 

   shape.   I'd  never seen anything quite like it, but it was frightening 

   and seemed very much out of place there in her bedroom.

        "This  my trembling little slave slut cock sucking jail bait whore 

   is  a  cunt  stretcher!",  she  hissed.  "The smooth curve shaped outer 

   edges  are  placed  between your wet lips and these nuts turned to move 

   the  outer  edges wider and wider apart both at the top and the bottom.  

   Here, let me show you!"

        A  wrench appeared in front of my face and Nancy began turning the 

   nuts  on  the rods.  As she did the football shape began growing larger 

   and  wider  and the outer edges opened making the gap inside larger and 

   larger.   I  began  trembling  with  the thought that she was seriously 

   going  to place this object between my lips and use a wrench down there 

   to  spread  it open!  My eyes widened with fear and I began begging her 

   not to use it on me.  My begging was to no avail.

        Nancy  tightened  the  cunt  stretcher back up once again and then 

   moved  back  between my legs.  The silvery metal felt cool and slick as 

   she  slid  it  between  my swollen lips and I felt myself responding in 

   spite  of  my  fear  as  she moved the wrench between my legs and began 

   turning the nuts outward on the rods at both the top and the bottom.

        I  felt my lips being pressed to the sides all along the length of 

   my  slit  as she worked the nuts with the wrench.  Cool air rushed into 

   my  pussy  as  I was spread opened wider and wider by the silvery metal 

   stretching  device.   I  felt  so  exposed, so wide open!  It was as if 

   anyone  who looked at my bottom could see plainly into the depths of my 

   womanhood, all the way to the back of my cunt!

        Satisfied  with  the  opening  of  my  pussy  by the strange metal 

   device,  Nancy  lay the wrench down between my legs and held up a make-

   up mirror at my crotch so that I could see what she had done to me.

        Gazing  with  a  mixture of horror and extreme submissiveness into 

   the  mirror  I  could  see  the  shiny metal lips of the cunt stretcher 

   holding  my  labia  open  lewdly.   The rods at the top and bottom were  

   now  easily visible and my hard clit poked through the v-shaped opening 

   at  the  top  of the stretcher and was gently laying on the top rod.  I 

   could  feel  the  threads  of  the  slim  metal turning device now as I 

   realized  it  was  there.   It  was  such a bizarre sight, a mixture of 

   something  one  might  expect to see done in a doctor's office and what 

   one  might see in an automobile garage.  My vagina was gaping open wide 

   enough  for  a  fist  to  have  been inserted, yet there was no pain to 

   speak  of,  only the real and very powerful humiliation of being opened 

   in  such  a  way.   The  inner  walls  of my pussy were glistening with 

   moisture  and  a  heady  aroma  of fuck juice was filling the air as it 

   escaped  from  the  wide  open  hole between my spread opened legs.  My 

   head  fell back heavily on the pillow, my neck strained from holding it 

   forward to look into the depths of my own cunt in the mirror.

        "See  what  a  huge cunt you have, you dirty little tramp?", Nancy 

   asked  nastily.  Ever seen a dick that big?  No, of course you haven't, 

   and  yet  you  tremble  and  moan  thinking  about having big cocks put 

   inside  you.   Dirty  little  slut!   Hunching  big cunted cock sucking 

   whore!"

        I  was  slowly  aware that the rotating of my hips did not seem to 

   effect  the stretching device and that in fact, as I rotated them, that 

   my  clit  was  pushed  harder  against the threaded rod beneath it.  My 

   entire  bottom  was feeling a glow of pleasure as my hips rose and fell 

   and  moved  in  small  circles.   Forgetting the lewd device between my 

   labia  I  was  overcome  once  again  by  the passion that was coursing 

   through my naked body.

        Nancy  crawled  up  over me once more and held yet another strange 

   and  unfamiliar  device  in  front  of  me.   It  was a thin wooden rod 

   approximately  ten inches long with a small ball shaped object attached 

   to  one  end.   Threaded through the ball on the end was a multitude of 

   thin  leather  strips  which  extended  out from the ball  for about an 

   inch  in  all  directions.  There appeared to be hundreds of loose ends 

   of leather.

        Nancy  placed  the  thin  rod  between  her  hands and twirled it, 

   rubbing  her  palms  together  rapidly.  As she did the leather strands 

   stood  out from the ball shaped object on the end, whirling through the 

   air as it turned around and around in front of me.

        As  she  moved  back to my gaping hole I realized that I needed no 

   further  information  about what she intended to do with the new object 

   and  was not surprised as she began inserting the end with the ball and 

   leather  strips  between the stretched open lips of my vagina and began 

   twirling it inside me.

        What  did surprise me was the reaction of my wet cunt walls to the 

   rapidly  flying leather strips that flicked against them as she twirled 

   the  strange  device  inside me with increasing speed.  Each thin strip 

   of  leather was like the tip of a whip as it struck the soft skin of my 

   vaginal  walls.   Immediately  my  hips flew up into the air with great 

   force  and  a  low  moan  formed somewhere in the back of my throat.  I 

   felt  the  leather  cuffs  pulling  at  my ankles and wrists as my body 

   writhed  in  delicious  torment  at the strange mixture of pleasure and 

   pain  that  ran  through  my  body like electricity.  Over and over the 

   tiny  strips  lashed  out  at the innermost sections of my sex organ as 

   Nancy  moved  the  ball back and forth inside me touching every portion 

   of the inside of my pussy with the stinging leather.

        I  felt an explosion inside me like none I had ever felt before as 

   my  orgasm  struck.   It was such a sudden and unexpected gush of sweet 

   pleasure  and  so  powerful  that my eyes flew open widely and my mouth 

   gaped  open  in  shock.   The  first wave of spasms seemed concentrated 

   exclusively  in  my  pussy  and I could even seem to locate them in the 

   walls  themselves.   It  was  as  if  the  walls of my gaping cunt were 

   reaching  out  to  the  tiny  leather  strips and hugging them, kissing 

   them,  making  love  to  them!   The spasms seemed to travel in circles 

   inside  my  hole  along  with the flying leather and then suddenly they 

   ran  directly  to my clit, striking it like a hammer blow and giving me 

   the  brief  impression  that  it  had  jerked outward to attention with 

   extreme  force  and  might indeed be inches long, much like a tiny cock 

   with  a  hard  on.  No sooner had the extremely sharp pangs of pleasure 

   coursed  through  that  tiny  cock  at the top of my pleasure hole than 

   they  began  running  upward  through  my  stomach  and  into my chest, 

   seeming  to  make  even  the  inner organs in that part of my body come 

   alive  with electric passion.  My nipples felt as if they were suddenly 

   clamped  with extreme force, even though I knew they were unencumbered, 

   and  my  neck  muscles  stifened as the scream came from somewhere deep 

   inside me and erupted from my open mouth filling the room.

        The  next  thing  I remember was waking up to find a tall man clad 

   only  in  a  black  leather throng and hood standing at the foot of the 

   bed.   His  body was covered with dark hair, his muscular arms and legs 

   rippling  with  strength  and  mystery.  In  his  right  hand he held a 

   leather  strap  and without warning he began working my lower body over 

   with  the  thick  instrument  of  torture.   I  tried to scream out for 

   relief  from  this  menace,  but  found  to my horror that my mouth was 

   filled  with  what  tasted like a leather gag, similar to the one which 

   you  have  used  on me often.  I could only gurgle as the loud slaps of 

   the  falling  leather  filled my ears and the pain filled my body.  The 

   strong  arm of the leather clad stranger moved the strap up and down my 

   legs,  stinging  them,  punishing  them and then ever upward closer and 

   closer to my still naked and exposed pussy.

        There  was  a  part  of  me  that  wanted  desperately to end this 

   nightmare,  to  wake up and find this tormentor gone, and yet there was 

   a  more powerful part of me that wanted the hot leather strap to hit my 

   clit  and  to  drive  me over the edge once again in the manner I still 

   remembered  so  forcefully.   Part  of  me  won,  but not the part that 

   wanted  it  all  to  end.   The  thick  leather  strap  was now landing 

   squarely  on  my  already  sore  clit and my body was jerking once more 

   with  the combination of pain and pleasure that I have come to know and 

   love and need so very much.

        I  felt  the  strap  hit  my  breast,  the left one, just below my 

   nipple  and  then it was striking my clit once more.  Next I felt it on 

   my  right breast and then the clit again.  On and on, over and over the 

   leather  swung  downward  and lashed at my sex parts, driving me upward 

   and  upward  and upward until I was coming over and over and over again 

   with  such  rapidity that everything was a blur except for the powerful 

   cloud of orgasmic delight on which I was being carried like a babe.

        Suddenly  the  leather  strap  was  no  longer being applied to my 

   slave  body  and I found the stranger kneeling over me and removing the 

   leather  jock that encased his hairy balls and thick hard cock.  He was 

   facing  my  feet  as he straddled my head and lowered his ass and balls 

   to  me.   He had removed the gag from my mouth now and I felt the heavy 

   cum  filled  balls  grazing  my  nose  as he moved his body forward.  I 

   stuck  out  my  tongue  to  lick  the soft sacs as they moved downward, 

   tasting  the sweat and hair that covered them.  My nostrils filled with 

   the smell of him, his cock, his balls, his asshole.

        The  only  sounds in the room were the squeeking of the springs as 

   my  body  continued  lifting my hips upward and the panting of my eager 

   mouth  as  it  licked  at  the  strangers hairy and sweaty bottom.  The 

   balls  slid  from  the  grasp  of  my  tongue and grazed my chin as his 

   asshole  moved  to  take  their  place.  I pressed the tip of my tongue 

   against  his  tiny  hole,  feeling the cheeks of his hairy ass pressing 

   against my face as he began moving himself back on my tongue.

        I  was  consumed by my submissiveness and by the feelings that ran 

   through  me  of  delight  in  being used so wonderfully for so long.  I 

   longed  to  taste  this  stranger's ass, to fuck him with my tongue, to 

   give  him  pleasure  as he had never known before regardless of what he 

   required  of  me.   He  worked  his  bare  ass backward and forward, my 

   tongue  seeming  to  have  a life of its on as it pushed lewdly from my 

   mouth trying to bury itself in the dark recesses of this man's body.

        My  muscles  were  aching as he fucked his ass on my tongue and as 

   my  neck  muscles  clenched  in  an  effort  to meet the thrusts of his 

   hips.   My  lips  pressed  against  the  cheeks of his ass, kissing it, 

   sucking it, loving it lewdly.

        Suddenly  he  pulled away and turned, taking his thick meat in his 

   hand  and  jerking  it  in  front  of  my face, my tongue still hanging 

   lewdly  out  of  my  mouth,  hungry now for the taste of his sperm, his 

   fuck,  his creme.  With eyes glazed with lust I stared at the angry red 

   head  of  his  dick and at the hood which covered all but the deep blue 

   eyes  which  were  alive  with need and passion and the mouth which was 

   contorted with heat and lust.

        He  grunted,  deeply,  and  the  angry red head began spitting its 

   load  of  white  gunk  into  my  face.   I  felt  the warm sticky fluid 

   covering  my nose and lips and tasted it splashing onto my tongue.  The 

   smell  of sex was overwhelming now and my almost un-natural love of cum 

   washed  over  me as he continued filling my hungry slut mouth with more 

   eruptions from his jerking member.

        When  he had dumped all of his fuck into my face he began whipping 

   me  once  more  with  the  leather  strap,  until finally after another 

   extremely  strong  orgasm  I  passed  out once more.  When I awoke this 

   time  I  was unbound and Nancy was washing my sweaty body tenderly with 

   warm  water.   She smiled at me warmly as she saw me coming to, but did 

   not  speak.  I returned her smile but neither did I speak as there were 

   too  many emotions running through my mind to know which ones to choose 

   to share.

        When  she  had washed my entire body and rubbed sweet and fragrant 

   oil  onto  my  skin she turned me onto my side and nestling close to me 

   with  her perfect breasts pushing against my back held me closely.  The 

   sliding  doors  to  the  patio  were  open  and  the sound of the waves 

   crashing  on  the beach filled the room.  I closed my eyes and began to 

   think  of  all  I  would have missed had I not given myself to you.  We 

   slept.

   

                                               All my love,

                                                Monica