Shirley's mind went into a complete haze. Zelda's arms held the slut to her bosom while her thighs wrapped around its buttocks. She took its hard meat into her wanton and wet hole. She chewed at its ears and lips. She fed her tongue deep into its mouth and pushed against the host tongue. The slut was being devoured and it felt as if heaven had arrived.
It submitted itself to her passion and gave her the lead. This was always its natural position. It ejaculated, but it was Zelda who sucked its juices from within her loins. It had done nothing ! She had taken so much control that even its last reserve of maleness had been removed.
It was at the absolute state of submission. It had no will anymore. Even its sexual urges were no longer under its control. It simply reacted to the demands of others.
It loved Zelda, probably more than most people could love anyone. But it couldn't contribute to the emotion. She, on the other hand could pick it up and put it down as she felt. She could take the slut and have her pleasure, and also of course, give the slut pleasure. But the slut could not take its own pleasure unless it was controlled and given by others.
That night the slut happily had its cuffs hitched to Zelda's belt while it slept with its lips against her vulva.
In the morning Zelda released it and sent it to make coffee.
"You must never mention anything to anyone about last night!" Zelda said calmly as she sipped the coffee.
"It would upset your Master if he found out that you had become my lover"
Shirley could not understand such jealousy. She only understood "Ownership" and "Property" And why, when someone should show actual love to a piece of property should be a problem was well beyond the slut's comprehension. Anyway, the slut's Master was happy to share his "property" with others. So where was the problem ?
"It has to be our secret" continued Zelda.
"If you wish Mistress"
Shirley, not wishing to enter into the politics of the situation went along with the order. After all it was an "order" and hence to be
obeyed. T.B.C.
