The Black Box | By : GinnyFan Category: Celebrities - Misc > General Views: 98 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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I roll up to the Black Box for another night of fun. I spot Miranda Cosgrove and Jennette McCurdy and decide to introduce myself. Miranda invites me to sit down.
“We’ve been here a few times…” Miranda begins.
Jennette chimes in, “independently.”
“…independently. And now we’ve been thinking…”
Jennette interrupts again, “She’s been thinking. I lost a bet.”
Miranda continues, “As I was saying, we’d love to go up on stage. We want to be somebody's sex toys. We want to hire you as our master. Have you lead us around on stage on a leash. You can make us do whatever you want.”
I glance at Jennette. “That’s quite a bet you lost.”
“A really interesting game of poker.” Jennette leans in to me and whispers, loud enough for Miranda to hear, "I think she cheats. She got a straight flush to beat my four of a kind."
“1500 bucks, for the two of you on stage. Say about a half an hour?” I ask.
They whisper to each other and suggest, “How about 1000?”
“OK. But not a second over 30 minutes.”
“No sir.”
“How ready are you to go on?”
“Any time.”
“Looks like the stage just got cleaned up. How about now?”
“Let’s do this.” They respond.
I guide them to the stage and stop them at the toy table. I select two simple black collars and black leashes. I attach one to each of them.
“Are they too tight?” I ask.
“No.” They respond nervously.
“Safeword?”
“Purple.” They both say.
"Good. Now, I don't allow my pets to where clothes while one stage, so strip now."
They nervously look at each other before stripping. Once stripped, I lead them up the stairs on stage, and immediately tell them to get on all fours. They comply.
I can hear whispers from the audience as I make them crawl around the edge of the stage, dragging them by the leash.
"Damn, two at once?"
"That's Jennette and Miranda!"
"Fuck, that's hot!"
Jennette whispers to Miranda "I can't believe we're actually doing this!"
I lead the to center stage and command them the kneel. They do, and I tell them to kiss.
The press together, and kiss. Miranda's hand hesitantly moves to caress Jennette's cheek, and you notice a shiver run through her companion's body. The audience is utterly transfixed, their cheers and catcalls blending into a single, hungry roar.
"Have them suck your cock!" somebody in the audience suggests loudly.
"They should 69 each other!" suggests somebody else.
"We have such a dirty audience tonite."
Jennette and Miranda giggle. "We sure do."
"Did I say you could talk? I didn't hear you call me master, either. I need to teach you a lesson. Both of you, all fours again, asses to the audience."
"Yes, master." they respond in unison.
They get on all fours, presenting their rears to the audience, waiting for what they know comes next.
I walk behind them, and smack each of their asses hard.
"First lesson: You will call me master. Understood?"
"Yes master." They reply.
I turn to Miranda. I spank her right butt check, and then her left. I repeat.
"Good, my pet." I say as I run my hand over the reddening skin.
I turn to Jennette, and spank her in the same manner.
"Second lesson: Don't speak unless given permission."
I spank both of them alternately - Jennette, Miranda, Jennette, Miranda. Whack! Whack! Their asses are very red.
"Have you learned your lessons?" I ask.
"Sir, yes master." they say.
"Good. You may speak."
"Sir, what is our next lesson?"
"Your next lesson is learning to share. The two of you will strip me, and then suck my cock."
The crowd erupts in cheers and shouts of encouragement. I can see both Miranda and Jennette swallow hard as they process my command. There's a moment of hesitation between them, their eyes meeting with a silent conversation passing between them.
"On your knees," I instruct. I tug the leashes down slightly, and then ease up, giving them just enough room to maneuver. They lower themselves gracefully.
Jennette moves first, her fingers moving to my belt buckle. Miranda follows her lead, her hands joining to help. Their touch is tentative at first as they work together to undo my belt. The belt slowly comes off.
“You girls are taking your time,” I observe with a playful edge, a hint of mock sternness in my voice. The audience loves this - every little interaction between me and my pets as they feed their hunger.
The girls pick up their pace, unbuttoning, unzipping, and pulling down my pants. I lift each leg so they can take them completely off. Jennette pulls down my underwear to the floor, revealing my full erection.
They stare at my dick in awe.
"Well, aren't you going to show the audience how well you share?"
Miranda grabs a hold of my cock, and presents it to Jennette. She kiss the head, and the inserts it into hear mouth, looking up and maintaining eye contact with me. Miranda starts sucking my balls.
"Oh fuck, the two of know how to please your master. Now switch places."
Jennette pops off my cock, takes control of my erection and guides it to Miranda’s eagerly awaiting mouth. Her technique is slower compared to Jennette’s, focusing more on licking the head. Jennette also massages my balls and occasionally licks the base of my shaft.While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
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