48 Hours With Miss Sophie and Miss Saskia – Chapter IV
By Miss Sophie
I watched him as he walked back to the villa through the gardens. I couldn’t decide if I was furious or delighted with the slave for having such magical fingers…. He knew what buttons to push, how hard and at what speed. Normally other slaves had not been allowed such pleasures but hc was different, he tried so bloody hard to please that to allow him the occasional treat of being my sexual toy instead of Saskia or one of my many dildos didn’t seem unreasonable.
He would be paying on both counts though just for being so damn good! I picked up the handbell, our signal to summon the slave in service and within a few seconds hc came hurrying out. "Yes Miss?" he questioned adoringly as his knees beside me. "Wipe that ridiculous look of your face for fucks sake slave, it's like having a love sick springer spaniel not a grown man serving me! Get a grip!" I hissed. His chin sank to the ground, his eyes bowed low...."And don't bloody sulk or I will ass fuck you into next week! Now go and tell Miss Saskia to dress for the beach, you slave fetch another glass of chilled wine while I rest here, then prepare a picnic, wine…water etc I want fresh salmon, olives, king prawns, tomato and onion salad, mozzarella and those Spanish potato things I like, tortilla.... Sort it slave and fast!" He hurried off, returning immediately with my wine and set off to Miss Saskia and the kitchen.
We made the short walk to the beach, Miss Saskia in her new ridiculously high Jimmy choo's, watching her arse wiggling in the gold lame bikini I smiled to myself at how fit she looked . I knew my slave hc was so tempted by Saskia, she was a minx but she offered a different dynamic to our powerful relationship. She was sex on very, VERY long skinny legs.... They went on forever! I glanced back to hc, and laughed loudly and wickedly. He had two rattan beach bags, one pink for Saskia and my black holdall, draped over each shoulder.... Four beach towels under one arm, umbrella in hand, the other arm and hand struggling to carry the two chiller boxes of food. "Look Saskia, poor slave can barely keep up..." I stood waiting for him to catch up, picked up a flexible piece of branch. "Saskia, walk behind the slow pathetic creature and every time he breaks his stride with me, hit the lazy little shit" Saskia let out a snide giggle and dug her elbow painfully into hc's stomach as she walked by. "I saw that Saskia!" snatching the implement from her hands I skillfully lashed the branch against her ass cheek causing an instant whelt, swollen and threatening to fill with blood. "What the fuck?!?" She screeched "Don't fuck with me Sask.... Or hc. Punish him only when he REALLY deserves it or I say so!"
Hc managed to keep in step luckily for him right until we reached the beach front when he clumsily dropped the towels as Saskia peeled off her bikini top. "Bad slave….” She growled whipping hc across his back as he carefully gathered the towels noticing several heads turn in our direction, the slave bit his lip and stood fully up to Saskia, his tall masculine frame staring down into Saskia’s blue steely eyes. “Thank you Mistress…..” he whispered, the sexual tension between the two was delightful, he stole a quick adorning glance to me, and back down to the floor. “My good slave, my loyal hc….. Come with me….” I whispered in his ear as I walked towards the beach caressing his bum cheeks gently as I sauntered by.
Slave hc set up the beds as Saskia and I took shelter from the sun under the umbrella hc placed for us. We had walked along the coast for a while and found a secluded spot near a cove, being off the tourist trap very few people came to this area. Saskia and I applied the oil to our hands which hc had gently warmed in the sun earlier, rubbing into each other’s shoulders, down the arms, arms lifted and down into that delicious spot above the chest and down the outer ribs, our nipples hardening as we gently and silently oiled each other’s skin, getting closer and closer to our ever hardening nipples. Saskia gave in first and she fell to her knees holding her face into my breasts sucking each nipple moaning, her greased hands touching me all over…”ohhhh” she sighed as her hands ran down my hips and began to roll down my bikini bottoms “Ooooh Sophie….” She moaned over and over “Ooooh let me taste you” she begged. I opened my legs, kicked off the bottoms as her tongue lashed and sucked my clit, her fingers reaching into my pussy. I pulled Sophie onto the floor, kissed her… my tongue tasting my own sweet pussy juice, and pushed her head back down to what she knew best. I stroked her hair with my fingers and my hand followed down to her fingers probing inside me and fuck she had four deep in me, already trying to push further but I was so wet, I could hear my own juices but, wow… this was so fucking horny, the weather and life was so horny HOW could I stop the girl!? After momentarily forgetting where I was, I glanced towards hc who was staring open mouthed at the show before him, he tried to glance away as I caught his eye… “Here slave. Kneel behind Miss Saskia and give her your magic fingers, this is why she is being such a bitch my darling hc – because I have not allowed her your delights…. Say sorry Saskia!” Saskia looked up from my pussy to my eyes and behind to the bewildered slave. “Sorry hc” she whispered “Now get those fingers working you two!” and I relaxed back into the warm sand as Saskia worked her beautiful fingers into my pussy. Within a few minutes her attention had slackened, I felt her hand slowly pull out and her moans and sighs become louder I looked to see Saskia face down in the sand, her ass high in the air, hc’s hand leaning over her back massaging her beautiful breasts, the other hand working her pussy, clit and g spot – and boy that man knew what he was doing! Her cries got louder as she fucked and buckled against his fingers, his other hand rubbing her back, absorbing the oil from her skin moving his hand gently to her ass. Hc glanced up towards me pausing his hand …. I nodded and smiled at him giving him the permission to enter Saskias tight unused hole. His finger moved slowly, circling her at first teasing her…. She moaned, begging… pushing back onto him, her hands gripping into the sand making tight fists of grains, circling her hips crying out as he sunk a finger gently into her. As she tried to push herself up to fight the intrusion I twisted my body up onto her arms pinning them into the sand, my cunt up to her face grabbing her by the hair and pushing her mouth into my wet pussy….hc slipped in another finger knowing Saskia was now secure, grabbing the oil I poured half the contents onto hc’s arms and hands “Fist the bitch and ass fuck her with your other hand slave…..” hc’s eyes popped out at my statement, which made me smile – Saskia just screamed and I pushed her face further into my pussy and her tongue diving into my wet heaven, she was loving the attention! I watched as hc pushed his four fingers into her, releasing her hands from the sand I laid back and Saskia pushed my legs wide open and started to sink her fingers deep into me….. Saskia started to cry and moan “Oh yes… don’t you dare fucking stop…yes that’s it… fuck me slave…” hc’s fist fully banging into Saskias wide open legs “YES YES YES!” she screamed three of his fingers simultaneously pumping her tight ass, fuck this was so horny, Saskias fist pushing deep into my pussy, my fingers now down working my clit “Ohhhhh fucking YESSSSSSS!” Saskia started to buck and moan “ OOOooooh fuck me YES!!” she screamed, squirting her juices as the slave pulled his fist from her pulsating cunt, Saskia collapsing into the sand laughing and groaning with total pleasure…...
“Oh hc….” She sighed, “You REALLY do something incredible with those fingers, perhaps we should get them insured!
Now get me a fucking drink bitch….”
TO BE CONTINUED
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