In the Talons of Slavery - Part 6 by DesMios

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In the Talons of Slavery - Part 6

(DesMios)


In the Talons of Slavery

She left the room, after telling slave Wu that she had permission to do what she wished with the rest of us, but that she was to report back to the slave quarters with us by a certain time. And slave Wu wasted not a moment: very soon she herself was reclining on the couch just vacated by Mistress Helga, and the rest of us were following her orders! This time I was the one chosen to kneel between her lovely slim thighs and to apply the skill of my lips and tongue and teeth to the lush pussy and clit nestled there: two of the other males were assigned to her small but firm pointed tits, the third and slave 17/4 to suck her toes and lick her legs right up to her tiny waist.

Her inexperience as a TALONS slave was obvious to us 'older hands', so we playfully conspired to stretch the precise meanings of the instructions she tried to give us, or else one would distract her with wide-eyed protestations while another did something entirely unexpected. Slave Wu tried hard to exert control over us, but at last she laughingly gave in and let us do what we wanted.

The result -- she confessed later -- was one of the most erotic experiences she'd ever had, as we quickly teased her to a high level of arousal and, using our skills honed by a year of practice and the teamwork of well-trained slaves who enjoy their 'work', kept her teetering at the edge of orgasm for many many minutes. And when it came -- with my tongue deep inside her tasty cunt and my nose nuzzling her clit, two mouths sucking hard on her prominent aureoles and teeth nipping quite sharply on her nipples, and two more slaves' heads forcing her legs so widely apart that they could nibble high up on the insides of her thighs -- it was explosive! The breathless little murmurs of pleasure she'd been making, suddenly changed into a high keening wail that rose in pitch and volume until it sounded like an air-raid siren.

As her climax reached its height, we made to move away from her to watch, knowing that an orgasm once begun can't be stopped by stopping the stimulation: but she sensed what was happening and, before I could move back (since the two slaves behind me had to move first), she reached down to take a painful two-handed grip of my hair and then wrapped her thighs tightly around my neck. I had little choice but to continue -- not that I was unwilling, of course! -- and I took her through that climax to another, at which her scream rose even higher but fainter and fainter until it became quite soundless.