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Alan looked at Heather and saw just how far gone she was in her lustyneed, so he pushed a little more. "Hey, Heather, what about Janice andJoy? They're just standing here..."

Amy chirped in with her typical enthusiasm, "Yeah! A supercock like my boyfriend's cock needs lots and lots of soft feminine handshandling it!"

Heather rolled her eyes and sighed. What a stupid cunt! If I could have this cock all for my very own... But she got the message, and said, reluctantly, "Janice? Joy? Would you please join in and help us service, uh... Sir's cock?"

Janice and Joy said simultaneously, "With pleasure!" Thenthey giggled, realizing what they'd just done. They were alreadystanding near, and wasted no time. Within seconds, there were fourhands, each from a different girl, stroking Alan's dick or his balls.

Heather grumbled and rolled her eyes some more, but the sightof all those hands stroking definitely had an effect on her. She was soexcited that she was practically hyperventilating. More and more, Alanpositioned his cockhead so Heather could get one or two good licks inbefore it pulled just out of reach again. That drove her absolutely wildwith need.

Janice asked Alan, "What's with all this 'Sir' stuff, anyway?"

He casually replied, "She's very proud. She IS my personalcum dump; that's not just talk. Which means I'm her master and she's myslave. But I figure it's a fig leaf to have her call me 'Sir' instead.""WOW!" Janice and Joy exclaimed at once.

Heather practically came on the spot. "SLAVE?!" SLAVE?!I'm nobody's slave, you son of a bitch! You take that back, or I'll...I'll make you pay! PAY! I know it looks bad, with me all tied up andbegging for cock, but this is just a temporary setback!action

Of course, those comments were only in her mind. The othergirls took her silence as tacit agreement, which was a total mindblower.Somehow, everyone got much more aroused by that silence, even Heather.

The mutli-handed handjob went on for a minute or two.Somehow, Alan was able to keep his cool and not climax. The amount ofstimulation he was getting from all those hands plus Heather's tonguewas simply off the charts. He knew he never would have lasted more than aminute had it not been for all the "training" he'd been getting inrecent weeks. Feeling this much sexual pleasure was almost the norm forhim lately.

Alan said, "So. It's interesting. If I listen to your voice,you sound like such an obedient bitchslut. But you're not, are you?Actions speak louder than words, and you're keeping a secret from me. Ifyou're so obedient, why don't you just tell me right now what yoursecret is, and I'll put this thing in any hole or crevice you desire."

Heather's eyes went wider still. At the moment, the tip ofhis cockhead was just out of reach, even though she was stretchingforward with all her might. She fervently wished her tongue were longer,but (unlike Xania or Suzanne) she had no chance of even touching thetip of her own nose with it, much less reaching what was beyond hernose.

She thought, Sir, if you think the sight of all thosehands from different girls... pumping, pumping, pumping! Pumping on thatthick fuck staff! ... If you think that sight is getting to me... well,dammit, you're RIGHT! HNNNG! UNGH! Slipping and sliding andsquishing... GOD, he's so well hung! And how the Hell does he not cumalready?! I swear, it's inhuman! I'm about to cum buckets just fromLOOKING at what's happening to him! If he cums, he's going to douse myface! But I can't give in! No! No fucking way! A Morgan never loses!

She strained at her ropes as strongly as she could, but itwas hopeless to get free. Then she closed her eyes completely andwithdrew her tongue. She winced, knowing that what she was about to saywasn't going to go over well. "I'd love to, Sir. You know I reallywould. But I can't do this! I've said before that this secret is foryour own good, in the long run. I really do mean that. Sir!"

He replied with a tinge of anger, "You realize that until Ilearn your secret you won't be seeing or touching this dick again. Nomore bitch training sessions. Nothing. Nada. Zip. You're on your own.I'll wipe my hands of you completely."

His erection continued to bob and weave right at the tip of Heather's nose, occasionally bumping into her nose.

The room was dead silent while all eyes turned to Heather.The girls even paused with their stroking as they waited with batedbreath for her response.lightsnovel

He added, "If you tell me now, the full truth, I willactually fuck you good and then cum in your ass. For a lowly bitchslutlike you, I don't think you realize what a rare honor it is to actuallyget a big hot load of Bitch Taming cum pumped into your ass. But I willmake a special exception today."

"And then?!" Heather panted, torn between excitement and the dreaded taste of defeat.

"And then, naturally, you'll have to serve your punishment.You won't like it. In fact, you'll probably hate it. But that's all partof your training. You need to be trained in how to be an obedientbitchslut and an enjoyable fuck. You need to accept your humble place,which is serving my cock first and foremost. The girls around you, theyare girls. Human beings. Whereas you're just a bitchslut. You'rebasically three holes and a pair of tits."

She groaned again, and tried to lurch forward in yet another futile effort to lick his dick.

The other girls all laughed at her, doubling her shame. By this time, their fingers had resumed pumping.

He went on, "You're nowhere near fully realizing that yet. Imay have to keep you permanently chained to a bed, with your ass andcunt stuffed full to bursting with cock, plastic or otherwise, until youaccept your station in life. Which is below me, begging to serve me.I'm willing to take the time to do that if need be, but only if you makeit worth my while. And that means telling me your secret. Now."

Alan didn't literally mean all of that, or even much of that.The other girls were incredulous and awed at his sheer chutzpah. But heinstinctively understood Heather's mindset so well that he knew hiswords were a huge turn-on for her, not a turn-off.

The idea of being chained to a bed and punished until shecompletely broke had huge appeal for her. She knew he'd never actuallydo it, but it was that kind of fantasy that she loved to hear from him.Further, she was outraged at his offensive and extremely chauvinisticwords, but his crude language only drove her to higher ecstasies. Sheknew that was fucked up, but she didn't care.

He added, "This is your last and only chance." He startedwithdrawing his stiff boner a few inches from her (while still allowingthe others' twenty fingers to continue stroking it).

Heather appeared to break with that. "Okay! Okay. Damn you!"

"Damn you, Sir!" Alan corrected firmly. His was rhythmicallysqueezing his PC muscle to prevent any unexpected cum eruption. He wasgetting terribly aroused from the whole power game, even more than thephysical pleasure caused by the many stroking hands. Again, it was likehis body could handle any amount of physical stimulation, but adding amental mind-fuck on top of that could get too much even for him. Hebrought the tip of his cockhead tantalizingly closer to her, so that itremained just a fraction of an inch out of her reach.

Heather half-laughed, half cried, "Damn you, Sir!" There was along pause. With his erection still dangling an inch from her mouth andall the busy hands happily stroking it, she looked straight at it andfelt awe at Alan's sexual dominance over her and the whole squad.

Jesus! Fuuuuck! Look at that cock! How can I resist it?How can I fight? I neeeed it! I need to pleasure it! Sir, please! Letme... Let me suck on your fat knob until you blow your load all over myface and down my throat! I'll be so good to you! Your perfect cum dump!Your whore! Your slut!

That's what I need; the cleansing joy of a creamy cumbath! I don't even care about the other hands. Hell, I LOVE the hands!In fact, a cock like that needs MORE hands! Especially MY hands!

She said between heavy panting, "Okay. You win. Again. Damn.The truth is, I didn't go home earlier, I went to see Rock." Her faceburned red with the humiliation of conceding defeat.

lightsΝοvel Several girls, including Amy, gasped at that.

Heather said over the sound of increasingly loud sloshing andsquishing from so many hands, "But I wasn't plotting against you, Sir!No! I'm trying to help you! I've heard through the rumor grapevine ofthis new plot against you. There's little that escapes my notice at thisschool and I don't want you to get hurt! I mean, that would be likekilling the goose that lays the golden eggs, right? I mean, this schoolwould be boring without you."

She stopped because the tip of his cockhead happened to swaycloser, and she strained with all her might to reach it with her tongue.She hit pay dirt, and even managed to get her lips sucking on the tipwhen he swayed another inch or two in her direction.

Alan enjoyed what she was doing with her lips and tongue somuch that he moved forward a bit more, giving her another inch to playwith, until her tongue was brushing up against the side of Kim'sstroking hand. But then he realized she wasn't going to say anythingmore while she was busy licking, so he reluctantly pulled just out ofrange.

"GRRR!" she griped.

"Finish your story and you can have some more cock," he said, like promising a toddler some candy.

Heather spoke faster. "So of course I'm going to do what Ican to help out. I've got all kinds of plans in motion, Sir. Talking tohim is just one. I've got other things going on during school and afterschool. I can't have my Bitch Trainer in me, dulling my wits, with allkinds of important negotiations and plans going on. It's not good thatyou know, or that other people in this room know, because my planrequires stealth and surprise, but you left me no choice but to tell."

Staring at his erection and straining at her restraints, sheconcluded, "Are you satisfied? Do you see now why I was trying to keepthis a secret? It's for your own good! Sir. Now please... just moveforward another inch or two! Sir, please!"