A cool breeze wafted over my wet face when her hips lifted up and away. Left uncovered, I stared up at the ceiling blankly, my submissive nature profoundly grateful for what had just happened ... her hot oils still coated my face and her heady aromas still filled my nostrils when her gaze came upon me, filling my sight: "Hungry little fish," she breathed, "do you really think all I want from you is for you to worship and swallow my ass?" She bent to me and began licking her own juices from my lips ... from my forehead ... from my cheeks and my chin and my throat.

    I am happy that you are good at eating my ass, because I always want you there, worshipful ... ah, but now it is time for your own cute ass to feel my desire, and feel it deeply. Follow."

    She led me to an adjoining room, but before I could enter, she wheeled suddenly and dealt me a powerful blow to the stomach that dropped me. Gasping for air, my hands still bound behind me, I stared up at her. She stood just inside the doorway, staring down. She was my whole world, awesome and immense and completely breathtaking, standing above me with herlegs spread and her hands at her hips, almost frightening there in near-darkness, for the room was as yet unlighted. There was nothing about her I did not worship, nothing I could conceive of that I would not do for her in that moment.

    "Up on your knees," she ordered. Clumsily, I managed.

    "Bend forward now as far as you can without falling." When I did that she reached down and freed my hands: "I untie you now because you have earned a brief taste of freedom thru your unwavering commitment to my gorgeous ass. And because I have so many other treats in store for you!" She reached to the side then and switched on the room's lights. Still bent over, I lifted my head just high enough to gape between her legs at the new room.

    Its walls were mostly bare except for a very large, floor-to-ceiling mirror on the far wall. I could see myself reflected in it, framed beneath the powerful and generous buttocks and thighs of my lady. There was also a table cluttered with incomprehensible gear off to the side. Several chairs were positioned in a semi-circle on the floor toward the center of the room, right at the edge of where, in an oval shape, the floor was unexpectedly recessed. And down in that recess sat a big four-poster bed. It looked for all the world as if the room was a small private performance amphitheater.

    She turned and walked slowly toward the recess. I was spellbound by the rolling of her gorgeous ass cheeks as she walked. As my sight line into the room opened out I could see that there was a large mirror also positioned on the ceiling, directly above the recess. And from where I knelt just on the other side of the doorway, I looked into it and the angle was such that my vision ricocheted from it down and across to the wall mirror and from the wall mirror directly onto the four-poster bed ...kneeling there, I could see the bed from two angles at once, and it was as if my future was being doubly foretold: "Never come thru that doorway except on your hands and knees," she spoke.

    I got down on all fours and waited.

    "Now come!"

    As I crawled to her, she dropped neatly into the recess and turned to watch me slowly come to her. When I got to the edge, my head was even with her bosoms and I could feel their heat. And then, again with that athlete's grace and strength that was so startling, she lifted me from the edge of the recess and flipped me over onto my belly upon the four-poster. I was startled to discover that instead of fabric sheets, a cold plastic sheet covered the four-poster's mattress. My lady secured my ankles, one each to each of two of the bedposts. Then, more quickly than I could imagine, she also bound my hands to the other two bedposts.

    "The only thing I like as much as having my gorgeous ass lovingly pursued by the kisses of my fish toy," she chortled, springing on top of me, "is having him so helpless beneath me that I can fuck his pretty little cheeks till he begs me not to stop!" She squeezed and rolled my cheeks vigorously as she said this, adding "And yes, my sweet, you most surely will beg me not to stop!"

    I was already ready to beg her not to stop before she even started ... when I felt the thick head of her strap-on nuzzle against me, I was so thankful to serve her wishes that my cheeks were already slack and lifted in expectation and I moaned in readiness. That was my first mistake, for she cuffed me vigorously upside my head -- "No, you little shit ... I don't want to hear you moan with pleasure -- I want you to BEG!!"

    And as the thick shaft slowly worked its way up inside me, she kept on swatting my ears, stinging blows that made me forget the pleasure of her dido sliding inside me ... my ears were ringing and I could not avoid the blows -- "Please!" I cried, "ream me! Screw me!! Beat me and Fuck me!!!"

    And that is exactly what she did, so deeply I gasped at the pain of her thrusts, and all the while she continued cuffing me and beating me, surging into my bowels at the same time, so that I couldn't tell if I was being fucked or having the shit kicked out of me -- so violent was her assault that I forgot my initial excitement after a short time and all I could think of was whether or not she was going to knock me completely out of my mind . . .

    And then she stopped, her dildo still wholly buried between my cheeks. She didn't say a word, just held that posture, her thick cock filling me, but motionless ... seconds passed, then longer moments, so that I became increasingly conscious of her hot and sweaty body resting atop mine. She kept her mouth close to my ringing ears so that I could feel her breathing, her hot breaths like a big cat's panting, wetly filling my ears, and then she started licking my ears, and nibbling on them, and I could hear her mouth, its sound loud and intimate as she chewed my ears and fucked them with her greedy and forceful tongue ... she began to ease the dildo into and out of my anus very slowly as she chewed, the very sound of her mouth dominating my aural being even as her invasive lower motions made me super aware of the innards of my by-now wholly possessed ass . . . and I could not stop myself as I began to whimper in gratitude at the burning and extraordinary sensations radiating from my erotically charged bowels ... both my ears and my ass were overloading my nervous system with a double mix each of both pain and ecstasy . . .

    "Don't stop fucking me," I begged, tearfully, "please fuck me deeper,faster, harder . . . !"

    Which of course was the exact wrong thing to say. She immediately ceased corn-holing my ass and pulled the strap-on out suddenly, leaving my bunghole still open and hungry for her action . . .    

    "What a dear slut you are, my hungry fish," she mocked, "first you eat out my gorgeous ass, and now you act like your own pretty ass is all I have in mind for you!" She quickly untied me, turned me onto my back, then tied my limbs back again to the bedposts. I could not imagine what her next plan for me would be, but somehow I knew she would make me beg for it, and that I would indeed beg for it with all my heart. So that when she left me on the bed, I was stupefied and felt horribly abandoned once again -- somehow the idea of being left butt-raped but unfulfilled, staring up at my helpless self in that ceiling mirror, had just never entered my mind. She rose off the bed and went up and sat in a chair, staring down at me with a look of almost casual curiosity. Then a warm wide grin spread over her face as she looked at me, a grin of such sweetness and open warmth that I was truly baffled, though delighted at the same time.

    Then, thru the legs of the chair my lady sat upon, I saw an older woman enter the room, on her own hands and knees, a woman who appeared twice my age and far heavier than my lady, her huge bosoms swaying and dangling almost to the floor as she crawled ... I was dumbfounded ...

    "Little fish," my tormentress spoke, "meet Aunt Emma -- Auntie loves my gorgeous ass just as much as you do! But Auntie likes a lot of things," and my lady laughed a deep laugh then, "things like having a bound man's mouth open and ready for her when she needs relief!"

    When huge Aunt Emma climbed onto the bed, the bed groaned beneath her weight ... and when she swung her hips above me, I was appalled at her immense buttocks looming over me, how they spread over my face and the deep canyon between them ... she eased her hips back along my face, so that her cunt now slid directly above my gaze, and her pussy was dark and sopping and thick-lipped, and I could see her big clitoris poking out from her hungry cunt lips like a little finger, shining with the juice of her pussy's arousal . . .

    "Put your lips up to Auntie's cunt, little fish," my tormentress ordered, "she has a wonderful wet surprise for you!"

    I pressed my lips fully onto Aunt Emma's engorged lips and tried to encompass their complex folds - it was like filling my mouth with an octopus, for her pussy's lips seemed to have a mind all their own and they spread over my own lips and gripped them and they were yet so surprisingly engaging that I opened my mouth as wide as I could so that those aged female parts would enter my taste fully, and I licked her and tasted her, and it was right at that precise instant that she began to piss -- her hot urine sprayed forcefully down my throat and I gasped and gurgled, frantic to catch her every scalding drop. Aunt Em's stream spilled into me and I could hear my lady in the chair laughing and clapping her hands as I drank from Auntie's gusher, and suddenly the bed groaned again as my lady joined us -- my lady's cunt appeared alongside Auntie's and nudged Auntie's aside, and then I was drinking my lady's golden nectar as well ...

    When the two women were finished relieving themselves down my throat they stood up over me on the bed ... my lady was as gorgeous as ever, a full-figured goddess of dominant sexuality who I longed only to please in any way she chose, but Aunt Emma - ! She was a monster in her mortal flesh, with mammoth heavy-nippled breasts that hung down over her great belly, which hung grossly down over her gaping tangle-haired twat, which was itself surrounded by the fat uppers of her heavy thighs ... I was still unbound yet I was incapable of moving aside when Aunt Emma suddenly dropped her full weight onto my belly -- I not only was rendered breathless, but all of the urine I had swallowed burst from my gut like a fountain! Now I knew the reason for the plastic sheet! I was still puking uncontrollably when that heavy gross woman planted her buttocks squarely onto my face ... Aunt Emma ground her immense buttocks against my writhing head ... and it seemed as if its writhing only made Auntie more omnivorous, for her uncouth ass bore down on me as if to deny me life itself -- I had no recourse but to push my face ever more vigorously up into her deep canyon, forcing my tongue into her as a defense against the way she was smothering me and denying me air. And Auntie Em's depths were completely relaxed, so that my tongue encountered no resistance as it pushed up into her, rimming and penetrating ... and then I could feel Auntie's foul rosebud tightening on my tongue, gripping it and sucking it ever deeper up into her bowels ...Auntie drove her loins hard against my face as her ring drew my tongue ever deeper ... she was fucking me with her ass, using my tongue as if it were a cock, riding it and holding it in place and pulling on it, making it go raw but not letting it go ... then I felt my ankles being untied and my legs were lifted high as my lady suddenly resumed reaming me, plunging into me with her strap-on ... to be double ass-fucked thusly was mind-bending, and I could not imagine a more debasing nor more exhilarating way to please my lady and Aunt Em!

    Auntie finally relaxed her anal grip and pulled away, my poor raw tongue fell to the side, not even retreating back into my mouth. I lay on my back exhausted, tongue out, face greasy with Auntie's under-juice. I felt the dildo slip out of my tired ass. Grateful tears streamed from my eyes.

    "Isn't he the most delightful little sucker fish, Auntie?" I heard my lady say then, as the darkness of blessed unconsciousness began to overtake me.As the blankness swept over me, I felt her hand reaching under me and again cupping my ass cheek, and it was like an embrace to put me to sleep. But before I could black out totally, my lady brought me back to full alertness when she suddenly snapped her hand against my balls, causing me to cry out!  What with all the suffocating attention, it was as if I had completely forgotten I still had a male's cock and balls ... the pain of my lady's stinging attention brought me back to the full awareness that yes, I was a male creature after all, with full male equipment ... despite the pain in having had my balls hit, I became aware that my cock was fully erect, and that it had been fully erect all along ... but as the pain of my lady's cruel swatting subsided, I became gradually aware of an even deeper pain,the long-submerged throbbing pain in my testicles that came from my own orgasm having been so long pent-up and denied.

    "Oh look, Auntie," came my lady's mockery, "our little fish has an eager little hard-on ... whatever shall we do about that!?"

    She knotted a chord around the base of my cock and balls is what my lady did, and then she placed the end of that chord in Auntie Em's hands.

    "Auntie, our toy's been laying back so long I fear he is getting lazy," my lady announced as she climbed up out of the recess: "Won't you use the chord and lead him up to the wall? I think he needs to be on his feet now." Aunt Em tugged me along and it was ghastly to be pulled along that way and my erection would have faded instantly had not the chord been serving the double duty of being my tether and of also being so tight at my base that the blood would not drain from my stiffness if I'd wanted it to. My cock was now permanently erect for as long as my lady desired.

    And it occurred to me then, even as I could hear a wee-hours night bird calling just outside my lady's window, that my long night of exquisite submission had only just begun. For I had been claimed by my betters, and the throbbing in my balls and the stiffness of my strained cock would continue ... indefinitely!