Lucky Man Ch. 19

Duncan slowed, but she quickly shook her head, pushing backward. He smirked and started fucking her hard again, causing her to whimper a little. Apparently, she wanted to keep going.

"When?" she asked. "Really?" she said. "Fuck..." she groaned again.

Duncan smirked, wondering what the conversation was about. He reached inwards with his thumb as he pulled back on her hips, pushing it gently against her asshole. She whimpered as he pressed, his cock still sliding deeply in.

"Huh?" she asked. "Oh, it's nothing. Just Master," she said, moaning low after she finished speaking into the phone. She didn't appear to care that he was listening to what was happening, and Duncan didn't know how much he could hear. He figured it was part of her submissive side though. "He's taking what he needs from me."

"Don't stop," she said, moaning and looking back. "Please, Master," she begged. She turned back and spoke into the phone then. "So, when are you going to be back?" she asked, her voice faltering repeatedly as Duncan continued to fuck his cock in and out of her.

Conner was saying something back to the sultry blonde, but Duncan still couldn't make it out. Instead, he focused on continuing to slide his cock deep into her pussy. Groaning, she pushed against the head of the bed and drove him deep, whimpering quietly as he bottomed out. He didn't like to slam too hard against a girl, as he knew that someone of his length could cause a girl a lot of pain if he hit her cervix. Some women that he'd been with were much shallower, but Danielle, and his own wife, for that matter, didn't have that problem.

"That's so awesome," she said. "Fuck," she groaned. "Oh God," she pleaded a few seconds later. "I can't wait to see you."

Duncan smiled and looked down. "Do you like this?" he asked, pushing with his thumb against her puckered asshole.

Danielle groaned and looked back. "Yes, Master," she said.

"Do you want me to?" he asked.

"We're having a big party at The Mess Around to celebrate everyone coming back and stuff," she said, still looking back. "Please," she moaned.

"What are you?" he asked.

"I'm a fucking whore, Master," she said immediately.

He snickered, pushing gently with his thumb until it just barely slid past the cusp and then in. Danielle groaned, leaning forward as her pussy contracted down hard on him, and an orgasm finally finding her.

"Fuck," she moaned. "I'm coming," she whimpered, and proceeded to groan and grinding against him for a few seconds. Back to Conner, she said, "Oh God... what? Yes, he is. He's fucking me sooooooo good," she moaned, her hips starting to bounce back as she fought for more of his shaft. "I'm going so good, baby," she said, directing the statement at Conner.

Gripping her hips roughly, Duncan pulled hard, forcing his cock deep into her tight pussy as it sucked hungrily at him, the inner lips sliding out as she withdrew before plunging back in.

She smirked and looked back at him while addressing Conner. "I know you do, honey. If Master say's that it's okay, you'll get to fuck me as much as you want. You're going to have to learn that I'm Master's toy to fuck, though. I only fuck who he wants, when and where he wants, and how he wants."

He said something else to her, though Duncan couldn't make it out. He had a pretty good guess though, based on her response. "Even if we start going out again," she replied.

Smiling, Duncan focused on fucking the young sex-slave. She spoke a little longer to her former boyfriend and he found that it was never malicious or mean-spirited. She wasn't talking to him while she was fucking Duncan to taunt or make him feel bad. He just happened to call at the time that she was being fucked, and she wasn't going to hide that fact from him. Apparently, he knew about Danielle's situation, but this was the first time that Duncan had heard her speaking to him about it, and the young man didn't hang up on her, so he had to know already.

He let her talk a little more before he announced, "Time to go," and slid his cock out and lifted her up. Grabbing her by the hair, he yanked her forcefully from the bed to a standing position. She was still clutching her phone when he pushed her from the room, his hand still pulling a good grip of her hair. She yelped in surprise then, but acquiesced to his demand without protest, still clutching her phone the whole time. Dragging her across the house, he headed straight for his bed and his wife who was hopefully still in it.

"I know it is," Danielle said. "Master is dragging me across the house to fuck me somewhere else. At least I hope."

As they entered, they saw Kelly stretching, having just woken up. Grinning, Duncan pushed Danielle forward onto the bed. She looked back, starting to move to her knees on the mattress, but he grabbed her hair again and yanked her forward. Grinning, Kelly moved around to slide underneath the young woman. Duncan felt his wife's hand on his cock and then felt her assist him sliding into her again.

"Fuck," Danielle said, sliding down until Duncan could feel Kelly's tongue sliding from his cock upward, obviously licking the young woman's softest parts.

"What's that?" she asked. "Oh! Master is making me lick his wife's pussy," she said. "Maybe if you're good, Master will let you fuck her." She quickly went back to slurping at the pussy underneath her before taking a quick break to speak to him again. "God, Conner," she groaned. "Master's cock feels so good, and yes to your question, I'm definitely bisexual."

Duncan smiled and gripped her hips, looking down as he did and making sure that his wife wasn't going to get hit when he started to thrust. Kelly was whimpering as Danielle went back to pleasuring her by steadily licking her pussy. "I'm going to have to let you go before Master starts to punish me for being a bad whore, okay baby?" she asked. "Okay... I promise. I love you too." She tossed the phone to the side as Duncan's cock started to slide deeply into her, her face obediently finding Kelly's snatch and going to work.

He grinned, feeling his wife's tongue coating the underside of his shaft as it slid into Danielle again and again. She moved upward then, suckling one of his pendulous testicles into her mouth, and he slowed his thrusts so she could play, and he wouldn't inadvertently hurt himself while it was in her mouth. She moaned around it and then moved to the other for a few decently hard sucks before moving back up to Danielle's pussy. A few seconds later, he started to thrust hard and felt her chin as his balls softly slapped against it, but it wasn't painful.

Danielle was whimpering as his cock plunged into her again and again. Kelly's whimpers of pleasure had turned into cries and were almost screams as the nubile young blonde relentlessly punished her pussy with her tongue.

Again and again he thrust his cock deep into Danielle's pussy, and she just kept begging for more. He started to push his thumb against her asshole again, and she whimpered then started pushing back harder.

Groaning, she thrust back a final time as his thumb pushed in. Her head arched with her back and she looked up, as he felt her tight pussy clenching down on him in a massive orgasm. He reached up and grabbed both arms, pulling them back and slamming forward into her, his hips impacting hard against the back of her thighs. For thirty seconds, he relentlessly slammed into her again and again, his cock driving an incredible looking orgasm from the young woman. All at once, she gurgled weirdly and fell forward limply.

He stopped immediately and looked down, seeing her still moving and slowly starting to moan.

"Did she just pass out?" Kelly asked, sliding out from under the youngster.

Duncan smiled, sliding his cock out and moving around to her head. Her eyes were glazed over and she was drooling heavily, her breathe coming in ragged gasps as the orgasm hammered into her young body. Kelly giggled and helped Duncan turn her over, the two of them quickly moving to kiss and caress the young woman.

She regained her senses a few minutes later, cradled in Kelly's arms as a mother would hold her child. She looked around, still very much in the throes of passion and pulled Kelly and then Duncan down for a kiss.

"Jesus," she groaned, her hand straying to her pussy and starting to rub gently. "What the hell did you do to me, Master?"

Duncan chuckled. "Sex," he said simply.

"God," she moaned, breathing heavily still.

He and Kelly watched for several more minutes, enjoying the sight of Danielle's mind-erasing orgasm.

"When you have an orgasm that strong, it never ceases to amaze me," Kelly remarked.

Danielle was finally able to actually move around and seemed determined to repay the two of them.

"Does Master want to fuck my throat, or do I need to give Mistress an orgasm?" she asked.

Duncan looked at his wife. She grinned, sliding back a bit onto the pillows as Danielle slid from her arms and down between her legs. It took all of two minutes for the talented blonde to lick his wife into a mind-eraser of her own, though clearly not as powerful as Danielle's had been.

After Kelly had gotten hers, she slid from the bed to go shower and left the two laying there, Danielle moving over to Duncan's still erect cock.

"Master is so good to his dirty little whore," she said. "God, that was incredible." She moved to lay her head in his crotch as he moved up to where Kelly had been laying, and he'd barely reached the spot before Danielle's lips were around his cock, sliding down as far as she could. Reaching over, she grabbed his hand and put it on her head, and he smirked.

"I'll fuck your throat when I'm good and ready," he said, reaching down and spanking her hard.

She whimpered but didn't dare break her lock around his shaft. Moaning and wincing at the same time, she mouthed, "Yes, Master," and started to slide up and down.

"So is Conner still your boyfriend?" he asked.

Danielle quickly shook her head, looking up and not stopping.

"You can talk to me," he said.

She frowned, lifting her lips from around his shaft and stroking obediently. "What does Master wish to ask of me?" she asked.

He smirked. "He seemed to be okay with you being a sex slave," he said.

Danielle smiled. "Conner will always be my first love," she said, shrugging. "I don't know if we have a future, but for now, I'm Master's."

Duncan smiled, caressing her face.

"If he comes back, are you going to want to date him?" Duncan asked.

She obviously hadn't considered that but didn't ponder the question long. "As I told him, I'm Master's. If he wants me to, I will."

Duncan grinned. "You're such a good little whore," he said.

She smiled widely. "Thank you, Master!"

"I'll give you a choice if you want to date him again," he said. "If he can handle you being used whenever I say, that is."

Danielle smiled, and he saw that she truly did still have feelings for the young man. He didn't give her time to respond though, and quickly grabbed her hair into a ponytail. The smile of pleasure that instantly found her face betrayed her whimper as pure pleasure and not pain or fear, and she opened her lips in anticipation.

He smirked as he held her there for a few pregnant seconds. She tried to lower her head a few times, but he yanked it back up forcefully. Finally, as she whimpered in annoyance, he pulled down and let her lips surround the head of his cock, before slowing driving her face down.

Danielle moaned in pleasure and looked up at him, her mouth still sliding down, pure happiness and pleasure on her face. Her eyes seemed to say, "Give me your best shot." He smirked again and pulled, driving his cock against the back of her throat. She gagged once and then again, before he lifted and let her breathe, a loud gasp of air coming from her throat. He didn't let her linger there long though and drove her face back down to where it had been, before he started to build up a rhythm. Long lines of drool and saliva fell from her lips and coated his shaft as he rammed her face down onto his cock. She whimpered again, and he could see her hand playing with her pussy between her legs. He hadn't given her permission for that, but he let it slide.

She continued to look up at him, her eyes locked on his even as they watered, her lips ever around his shaft. After another, longer breath, he smiled and winked at her, letting her know that it was time. She smiled up at him, and he pushed down hard on her head, his cock-head pushing against the back of her throat until it finally slid past it.

She gagged hard and he almost had to let her up. He'd even taken the pressure off for a second but found that she was holding herself down. She wasn't often able to deepthroat him, what with him being so large and her so tiny, so when she did, she tended to get overly excited and do it as long as she could.

Duncan grunted in pleasure, seeing how long his slave was holding, twenty... then thirty seconds passed. It was another involuntary gag that did her in, and she slid up his shaft in a hurry, her breathing heavy. After a few seconds, she slid back down and forced herself down his shaft, his cock sliding into her throat again. She seemed to be determined to hold there longer than last time and did so. As her lips encircled the base of his cock for the fourth time, he finally started to cum, and as he did so, she renewed her efforts to stay down, even though she was visibly straining to hold herself down.

Loud grunts of pleasure echoed from his lips as she bobbed slightly at his base. Finally, she came up, swallowing and affectionately licking and sucking as she did before finally having to take a huge breath. The two gasped in pleasure, Danielle sliding to the floor and falling back as she caught her breath. Duncan smiled, sitting quietly for a minute recovering. After doing so, he stood and lifted her up, easily. She was beside herself with pleasure, going on and on about how she loved when Master came, or how Master had used her.

He smiled and carried her to the bathroom and helped her into the shower with Kelly so the two could get clean. He turned, winking at his wife as he did so and walked to the spare bathroom to shower since those two might take a while. He smiled, thoroughly happy with how his life had worked out.

After a hearty breakfast that Danielle managed to make while completely nude, he got dressed and headed off to work on that Friday. It had been a long week and he'd had a lot of fires to put out. He hadn't even been able to see his good friend Mark for lunch, as he'd been just as busy.

Kara was there all week with him though, and even though she flirted heavily, they hadn't had any time to screw around with each other though she constantly offered. He'd finally promised her that she could stay the night with he and his wife and their live-in love slave soon.

She and Kelly also hadn't had the conversation that they eluded to being important to have, so he hoped that whatever the issue was, would be addressed soon. He certainly cared about Kara, deeply. He definitely didn't want her to feel like they'd forgotten about her. He knew his feelings went much deeper for her than they probably should have, but he hadn't talked to her about it.

He sighed as he rubbed his temples, then focusing on the computer screens in front of him and settled in for a long day of work. A few minutes went by and he got a call on his cell. He half expected it to be Kelly, but he was surprised to see that it was, in fact, Camille.

"Duncan here," he said, picking it up.

"Hey!" she said. "It's Camille! How are you?"

He smirked. "Hey," he replied. "I'm doing good. You calling to schedule some time to shoot Kelly?" he asked.

She laughed. "Actually, we're still good on content for her. I was actually seeing if you'd be willing to come in this evening. We're in need of a good-looking guy for a couple of photo-shoots and videos that are coming up."

Duncan smiled. "Are you serious?" he asked.

She snickered into the phone. "As long as you're still in good shape, then yes. You're a good-looking man and you've got a great big cock," she said. "You'll be perfect."

Duncan laughed. "Well, let me talk to my wife and make sure we don't have plans, and I'll let you know."

"That sounds great!" she said. "Just try to let me know before three so I can see if someone else can make it if you decline."

"Sounds good," he said. "Talk to you in a bit." He chuckled and shook his head. Camille had mentioned him helping out in a few photo shoots and whatnot, but he hadn't thought she was serious. He figured that he could speak to Kelly at lunch and see what their plans were.

Smiling a bit more, he lowered his head and went back to work.

*****

Kelly

After she and Danielle had arrived at work, she saw Marie smiling at her from her desk.

"Hey girl," she said. "Excited about tomorrow?"

Kelly grinned. "Very!" she said. "It's going to be nice to have everyone back together, though I heard through the grapevine that Kimber isn't going to be joining us tomorrow."

Marie frowned. "Don't know, honestly. She's trying to take it slowly with her new boyfriend. He must be something special," she said, still frowning. Conversation continued for a few more minutes, and they conversed a little bit more before settling in for a long day of work.

After her little impromptu fuck session with their bosses, Kelly's work life had been interesting, to say the least. After speaking with Duncan about it at length and getting his repeated reassurance that it had been okay with him that it happened and for it to continue, she'd felt much better about it.

Sure, they had an understanding, but it felt a little different, to her at least. Duncan had even come up and talked to both Mr. Deekins and Mr. Sellers about what had happened and shared in a laugh, assuring them that it was fine.

Something had been bothering her about it though, and it wasn't something she'd really considered before. Mr. Deekins had been married a few times but was currently divorced, though she didn't know if it had anything to do with Marie or not. Her own boss, on the other hand, was still married. After a week of Mr. Sellers hinting that he'd like to fool around again, she finally went and sat down with him to have a serious talk. She'd asked him about his wife, and that she felt a little bad that he'd been cheating on her with him. He'd smiled and gave her a hug, assuring her that he had it under control.

She hadn't been convinced, and it seemed like it was just a cop-out, so she asked him again a few times. Finally, he'd chuckled and called her into his office, calling his wife and putting her on speaker phone.

"Kelly is in here and she's worried about what she and I have done those couple of times," he said.

"Oh?" she'd said. "Kelly my dear, don't you worry about that none." She'd spoken to Mrs. Sellers a few times, so she knew that it was actually her and he wasn't trying to pull one over on her.

"I've honestly been uninterested in sex for a long while now, several years in fact. It just... it's too much hassle and I've never had much luck achieving any kind of pleasure from it, not that my husband is to blame for that. I'm just... I'm happy that someone else is picking up the slack for me. It's been weighing heavily on me that I'm not holding up my end of the deal when it came to our marriage, and I was worried that he'd leave me for someone younger and hotter than me. He's been confessing what happens between you guys for a few months now, and I have to say, I'm actually happy for him."

Kelly had been stunned, unable to speak for a few minutes.

"Is she there?" she finally asked. Kelly regained her senses and replied, "Yes, I'm sorry. I'm just... processing. So, you're not mad?"