MRWADE51.STY                                           BY MASTER WADE

   

   

                          Julia's Begging: Part Two

   

                              A Note From Julia

   

   

        After  reading  "Julia's Begging", I felt that it might be helpful 

   for  me  to  add a postscript to the story.  Otherwise the reader might 

   get  the  impression  that  I am allowed to do whatever I like sexually 

   without first clearing it with my Master, which is FAR from the truth.

        I  purposely  was  friendly to the two young guys at the party for 

   two  reasons.  The first, and most important one to me at the time, was 

   that  they  were  making  my pussy drip.  The second reason was that it 

   had  been nearly four weeks since my Master had disciplined me.  I knew 

   that  he  would  feel  the need to "show me the error of my ways" after 

   coming  on  to the two guys at the party, and I needed it so much.  The 

   fact  that my Master let me get gang-banged too was just an added treat 

   that  I  really didn't expect, my main hope was that he would punish me 

   for being such a brazen slut.

        It  was a wonderful night.  I loved the teasing and the performing 

   that  my  Master  let me do with Jeff and Randy, and when things really 

   got  going I tasted more cum than I have ever tasted in one night in my 

   life.

        The  very  best part about the whole affair was the following day, 

   however.   I  knew  that  my  Master  would not be nearly as calm about 

   everything  as  he  had  seemed to be the night before.  I always pay a 

   price for doing sexually related things that I'm not instructed to do.

        Awaking  before  he  did, I decided to try to get on his good side 

   before  he  began  thinking  about  my  sluttish  behavior of the night 

   before.   He  was  laying  on his side nude in the bed beside me, still 

   asleep.   I turned around with my head toward the bottom of the bed and 

   gently  pulled  his  asscheeks  apart  with my hands.  This exposed his 

   little  brown  pucker  to  me  and  I  began  to gently lick it with my 

   tongue.   I  do  have to admit that this was not only an attempt to get 

   on  his  good side, I also love licking and sucking his ass, as well as 

   the  asses  of  other  men  and  women.   It  makes  me feel especially 

   submissive, and I love that feeling.

        I  had mixed emotions about whether I wanted him to awaken soon or 

   not.   On  the one hand I wanted him to wake up and find me licking his 

   ass,  but on the other hand I was enjoying myself so much that I didn't 

   want  to  be  interrupted.   The more I licked the wetter my still sore 

   cunt  got,  until  finally  the juice was streaming from me and wetting 

   the  sheets  as it ran over my thigh.  I could smell it above the smell 

   of  my  Master's  ass, my senses filling with the strong and musky odor 

   that  all  slut's  learn to love.  (Well, my Master says they all learn 

   to love it...I only know that he was right about me...grin)

        Luckily  he  continued to sleep soundly while I licked at his ass, 

   in  spite  of  the  fact  that his cock grew hard and long.  I sure was 

   tempted  to  reach  around  and stroke it, or to move to the other side 

   and  take  its soft skin between my lips, but I'd have had to have left 

   his   asshole  to  have  done  that,  so  I  successfully  fought  that 

   temptation.

        Finally  I  got  so  hot  and  was  feeling  so submissive from my 

   enjoyment  of  my  Master  that  I just had to spend some time touching 

   myself.   Afraid I might get carried away and wake him if I masturbated 

   in  the bed, I moved to the big burgundy leather chair next to the door 

   to  his  room  and draped my legs over the arms of the chair.  My juicy 

   little  fuck  hole  was dying to be probed, but I wanted to deny myself 

   just  a  bit  longer,  so  I  started playing with my nipples at first.  

   Master  is  so  good  at  denying me when he knows I need it.  I wish I 

   could  do  as good for myself, but I just can't.  I get so hungry to be 

   filled  sometimes  that  I  think  I'm  going to go out of my mind if I 

   don't get fucked.

        I  pinched  my  nipples  and pulled them out away from my tits.  I 

   love  it  when my nipples are pinched really hard, and I made sure that 

   I  dug  my  fingernails into them as I pulled and pinched them with all 

   my  might.   It made me sooooo hot!!  I remember once when Master and I 

   were  just  seeing  each  other  occasionally  when  I got carried away 

   hurting  my  nipples.  It was a day or two after I had been with Master 

   and  he had used some clothespins on my nipples.  I had come that night 

   like  I had never come before, and the clothespins had been responsible 

   for  alot  of  the  passion  I  had felt that night.  I didn't have any 

   clothespins  at  my house and the only thing I could find was a pair of 

   pointed-end  pliers  that  my ex husband had left in one of the kitchen 

   drawers.   I  trapped my left nipple between the jaws of the pliers and 

   fingered  my  hot little dick hugger with the other hand and just plain 

   got  lost  in  the  feelings.   The next day my poor nipple was so sore 

   that  I  couldn't  go to work, and I had to bandage it for several days 

   to  let  it  heal.   I've  been more careful since then, but I'll never 

   forget  how  good  it  felt.  Every time I see a pair of those pliers I 

   get wet just thinking about it.

        I  thought  about that while I played with my nipples there in the 

   chair  and soon couldn't keep my hand away from my cunt.  It felt soooo 

   good  to  finally  get something in my hole and I soon worked my way up 

   to  four  fingers.   I  probably would have tried the thumb too, but my 

   asshole  started feeling so empty that I shifted my concentration to it 

   for  a while.  Leaving my now hard and long nipples I ran my right hand 

   under  my  leg  and  ass  and began working my middle finger against my 

   anus.   I  could still smell my master's ass on my lips and tongue, and 

   it  made  me  hungry  for  the taste of my own, so as I fucked the four 

   fingers  of  my  left  hand  in and out of my cunt, I from time to time 

   moved  my  left  hand  to  my  face,  smelling  my ass on my finger and 

   licking  it off in between trips into that deep dark hole my Master had 

   taught me to appreciate so much.

        I  felt  so  sluttish  sitting  there  in  the  chair with my legs 

   splayed  open, fingering both of my holes!  I laid my head back against 

   the  soft  leather  of  the  chair  and fingered like crazy, working my 

   middle  finger  deeper  and  deeper  into  my  ass  as  the passion and 

   submissiveness  grew  within  me.  The deeper I worked that finger into 

   my  ass  the  deeper  I sucked it into my mouth to clean it, and it was 

   totally  inside  my mouth when I became aware that Master was no longer 

   asleep  but  was  lying  there  on  the  bed  watching me as the gently 

   stroked  his  huge  dick.   Terribly  embarrassed,  I quickly pulled my 

   finger  from  my  mouth.   I didn't know how long he had been watching, 

   but  I could only assume that he had seen it in my asshole before I had 

   so eagerly sucked it.  I felt like such a dirty slut!

        "Morning,  little  whore",  he  said  softly, continuing to stroke 

   himself.   "Don't  mind  me,  go ahead and put your finger back up your 

   ass  if  you  want.   Unless of course you were thinking about it being 

   one  of those dicks you had last night.  In that case you might want to 

   keep it in your mouth."

        I  was  too  hot  to  stop  by then, and his greeting only made me 

   hotter.   I  slid  my  wet  finger  back  into my asshole and continued 

   bucking  my  hips  up  and  down  as  he  stared  between my legs.  His 

   watching  me  was  just exactly what I needed to push me over the edge, 

   and  in  almost no time I was coming like crazy.  He talked to me while 

   I  was  coming, calling me a whore, and a slut and every dirty thing he 

   could think of.  It was wonderful!

        When  my  orgasm  had finally subsided I noticed that he was still 

   hard,  and  falling to my knees on the carpeted floor I crawled over to 

   the  bed  and  took  the head of his beautiful dick into my mouth.  His 

   hand  moved  to  my tits and began pulling at my nipples as he began to 

   fuck  my mouth.  I love the way he does it.  He never just slides it in 

   and  out  gingerly, as if he is afraid he might hurt me, but instead he 

   treats  my  mouth like just another fuck hole and fucks my face just as 

   he  does my cunt.  Usually he explodes in my throat, but this time just 

   as  he was about to shoot his load into me he pulled his cock out of my 

   mouth  and  made  me  hold  my tongue out for him to jerk off onto.  He 

   says  he  likes  to  see me trying to catch it all on my tongue, and he 

   must  like  it, because he often makes me do the same thing when I suck 

   off  other men for him.  He videotaped me doing it once with that black 

   guy...Jerry  was  his  name,  I think...and I must admit that it looked 

   very  sexy.   I  don't think we have that tape anymore; I think its the 

   one he sold to one of the guys in the fire department.

        After  I had eagerly swallowed all of his fuck and cleaned him up, 

   I  took  a  quick shower and began getting ready to go to work.  Master 

   stopped me.

        "Julia,  you'll  have  to  call Frank and tell him you won't be in 

   today.  He'll understand why, as usual."

        Frank  was  understanding,  thank goodness.  He was a friend of my 

   Master's  and  knew  all  about  our  sexual  relationship.  Anytime my 

   Master  disciplined  me  I'd  either  have  to  call  Frank  before the 

   discipline  or after it, to tell him I'd have to miss work again.  This 

   made  23  days  for  this year already, and it was only August.  So far 

   Frank  had  kept our little secret from the other workers, but I wasn't 

   sure how long we'd be able to hide it from them.

        I  had  a lump in my throat all through the telephone conversation 

   with  Frank.  Even though I'd been disciplined alot by my Master, I had 

   an  idea  that this time was going to be different.  I had wanted to be 

   disciplined,  but  still  I  had done alot more the night before than I 

   had  ever  done  in the past.  I wasn't sure just what I had let myself 

   in  for.   When  I  hung the phone up I just sat there quietly, waiting 

   for  Master  to  give  me  further instructions.  I didn't have to wait 

   long.

        "You  know  why  I'm  keeping  you  out  of  work today, don't you 

   Julia?", he asked.

        "Yes,  Master.   Except,  you told me to fuck them.  I just wanted 

   to please you."

        "Yes,  I  did tell you to fuck them, Julia.  But I didn't tell you 

   to  snuggle up on the couch with them and expose yourself to them.  Nor 

   did  I  tell you to strike up a conversation with them about studs.  By 

   the  time  I  got  there  they  practically  had  their  hands  in your 

   panties.   For me to have stopped it then would have made you look even 

   worse than you did already.  I just let nature run its course."

        "But  Master...you  make  me  fuck  so many men...didn't you enjoy 

   watching me do it last night?", I asked, beginning to get teary eyed.

        "Of  course I did, Julia.  You were wonderful!  And frankly, if we 

   could  do  the  whole  evening over again, I'd want it to work out just 

   like  it did.  But I'd also either make sure that I set the whole thing 

   up  for  you  or  else  I'd expect there to be discipline following the 

   evening,  just as there will be today.  Anyway, enough discussion about 

   it.   Do you want the discipline you deserve, or do you want me to stop 

   being your Master?"

        "Please  discipline  me, Master!  I know I need it, and I want it.  

   I really do want it!"  

        I  did  want  it, and frankly all the pleading had been more half-

   hearted  than  it  sounds  as I tell you about it now.  As I begged for 

   his  discipline,  I  realized once more that it had been these feelings 

   that  were  now  beginning  to wash over me that I had wanted even more 

   than the continuous fuckings that I had gotten the previous night.

        I'm  not  ashamed  to  admit  that.  Its just the way I am.  Oh, I 

   love  fucking  and  sucking,  I  can't deny that.  But any woman who is 

   even  fairly  attractive can get that, just about anytime she wants it.  

   I  needed  exactly what my Master could and would give me, and I needed 

   it  just exactly the way only he can give it to me.  I didn't need just 

   sex, and I didn't need just a master.  I needed Him.

        "When did you last trim your cunt hair, Julia?", my Master asked.

        "Its  been  a  while,  Master...I  think about three or four weeks 

   now."

        "Get  the  white  bikini out and lets see how it looks on you", he 

   instructed.

        I  knew  before  I  even  tried  it  on that it would never do.  I 

   almost  have  to  trim  my  pubic hair every day if I want to wear that 

   bathing  suit.   When  I  put the bottoms on there were strands of cunt 

   hair  sticking  out of both sides and some even stuck out over the top.  

   In  addition,  the hair behind the thin fabric was also fairly visible, 

   and  my  bush  made  the bathing suit bottom stick out in front.  But I 

   never  minded  trimming it for my Master, and I smiled and told him I'd 

   be  happy  to  solve  our  problem if he wanted me to wear the suit for 

   some reason.

        "Yes,  I  do  want  you to wear it.  But it won't be necessary for 

   you  to  trim  your  hair this time.  I like it just the way it is", he 

   said with a smile.

        "Yes,  Master",  I  said,  smiling  back.   He  knew I'd feel very 

   sluttish  with my cunt hair sticking out the sides and top.  He can see 

   me any way he wants anytime he wants.

        "Get  that  little  white tank top that you often wear with shorts 

   and  put it on.  The one that its so easy to see your nipples through", 

   he instructed.

        I  rummaged through the drawer until I found it and put it on.  He 

   was  right,  of  course,  my nipples were very evident through the thin 

   material.  I'd never wear it without a bra, unless he asked me to.

        "Nice,  Julia.  Now get the white high heels and put them on too", 

   he said.

        After  putting  on the white high heels I turned around slowly and 

   looked  at  myself  in  the  full length mirror.  I had to admit that I 

   looked  very  sexy  as  he  had dressed me.  It always thrilled me when 

   Master told me to model clothes for him.

        "Face  me  and  stand  with  your  legs  open  a foot or so apart, 

   Julia."

        I  did  as he requested and looked into the mirror again.  With my 

   legs opened my need for a trim was very obvious, even in the mirror.

        "Now,  Julia,  I  want  you  to  do  a little shopping for me this 

   morning.   We'll  need  a  couple  of  x-rated  movies  and  some adult 

   magazines  that  you  can pick up at that shop on Elm street, and three 

   very  large  cucumbers  and  a jar of vaseline from the grocery on East 

   Hanover.   Stop  by  the  liquor store and get us a couple of fifths of 

   Vodka  and  go  by Karen's house and ask her if we can borrow that huge 

   dildo  that  I  gave  her last Christmas.  She's off on Mondays I think 

   and should be there."

        I  stammered  a  reply  somewhat  horsely.  "M-M-Master...I'd feel 

   better  about  you  doing  some  of  that  shopping.   Why  don't we go 

   together and I'll get the liquor for you."

        "No,  Julia.   I  want you to do the shopping alone.  It shouldn't 

   take you too long, unless Karen invites you in or something."

        He  smiled broadly at that suggestion, and I must admit that I did 

   too.   Karen  is  another  of  my Master's slaves and the one with whom 

   I've  had  the  majority of my bi experiences.  I love the taste of her 

   pussy.

        "If  you insist, Master.  But it will be very embarassing to go in 

   the  adult movie store, as well as to buy the cucumbers and vaseline at 

   the  grocery.   That  new  man, the young guy, is always the cashier on 

   Monday mornings, you know.  What will he think?"

        "Exactly  what  I  want him to think, Julia.  But even better than 

   that is what will be going through YOUR mind."

        I  knew  there  was no point in arguing any further, and I reached 

   into  the  closet  to get the dark blue cover-up that I often wore over 

   my bathing suits.

        "You  won't  need  that, Julia.  Go just as you are", he said with 

   no trace of emotion.

        "But  Master!  You want me to go into an adult movie store with my 

   cunt  hair  sticking  out  of  this  tiny  little  bikini bottom and my 

   nipples  showing  through  the  top?  And you want me to buy cumcumbers 

   and  vaseline from a male clerk at the supermarket in this outfit?  And 

   you  want  me  to  ask  to borrow a huge dildo from a bi woman who will 

   most certainly wet her pants as soon as she sees me?"

        "Hurry  back,  Julia",  he  said  as  he  sat  down and opened the 

   morning paper.  "We have alot to do when you get back."