I nodded my agreement and followed Kyrsten. The sway of her generous hips and ass was hypnotic as the short, flouncy sun dress she was wearing swayed from side to side. I couldn't help staring at her, all my worries and concerns simply melted away. I grabbed her in the elevator and pinned her to the wall, trying to communicate my need for her through the kiss. My hands found her breasts and I groped them roughly, causing her to moan into my mouth. She kept grinding her hips against my thigh, and I knew she needed me as much as I needed her. We composed ourselves as the elevator door opened. More of our friends checking out looked at us and laughed. "Player," I heard one of the guys say. He must have seen me with Carly yesterday. I guess I was going to have a very different reputation after this weekend. **bleep** it.
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I reached under Kyrsten's dress and put my hand possessively on her ass. The dress pulled up around my hand left her completely exposed but she didn't care. She simply leaned against me and walked to my room, happy and calm. I noticed a couple high school boys near our door milling about and laughing. As we approached, they realized it was my room and took off with a laugh. Before I opened the door, I paused and listened. Clear as day you could hear Carly coming from the room. "Master... please... master. Use me... Use your **bleep**'s holes. I was bred for you. Please, Master. Please rape me with your perfect white **bleep**... Please. Please I need it, Master. I need you. I love you. I want you. I love you. Master. I'm your holes. Make me useful, Master. Please... FUUUUCCKKK..." the last was shouted loud enough to clearly hear in the hall. It was an exclamation of frustration boiling over. Kyrsten and I had been gone nearly three hours and Carly was obviously coming unraveled. Gloriously unraveled.
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I glanced down the hallway and, seeing it empty, I looked at Kyrsten and simply said, "Strip." She looked at me for the barest of a moment before wordlessly allowing the flowy dress to fall to a puddle around her feet. "The rest, **bleep**," I told her and she quickly took the bra off too. She now stood wearing only her heels. I pinched her nipples roughly with one hand as I slid the key card across the sensor with the other. The click wasn't nearly loud enough for Carly to hear it and we snuck into the room like two proud parents ready to look at our newborn. But instead, we were two super horny adults looking at our slutty Asian slave. Carly was a complete mess. The **bleep** was caked in her hair and across her face, she was spasming on the bed, eyes closed as she yanked the nipple clamps off repeatedly. Her hips were bucking forward each time, as if she was **bleep**ing back against an invisible **bleep**. A giant, white, imaginary **bleep** I'm sure. She was too lost to hear us or even sense our presence. I undid my belt and motioned to Kyrsten to remove my clothes. I positioned myself at the foot of the bed, staring at Carly's gaping **bleep** hole. Kyrsten was on her knees, pinned to the bed as I shoved my now naked **bleep** down her throat. Before Carly could realize she wasn't alone, I brought the leather belt down squarely onto her **bleep**.
The reaction was priceless. She screamed, I think nearly coming. "**bleep**K... yes... Master... Oh my God I need you. I need anything. I need you. Hurt me. Abuse me. Whip me. I don't **bleep**ing care. Just do something with me. I can't think. I'm **bleep**ing broken, Master," she said as I rained lashes down onto her **bleep** while Kyrsten tried to suck my **bleep** off.
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"Come for me you dumb, pathetic bitch. Show me what a stupid pain **bleep** you've become," I told her as I flicked her **bleep** with my finger three times. It was too much for her. She came hard, squirting juices out of herself and screaming loud enough to wake the dead. I finger **bleep**ed her while she came and she spasmed over and over, twitching and writhing and shaking out of control.
She started to recover as I plunged my **bleep** fully into Kyrsten's throat. "Feel how hard my pathetic **bleep** bitch has me, Kyrsten?"
The redhead simply mumbled around my **bleep** while continuing to suck me. Her hand was between her legs stroking her **bleep** frantically. Given my recent orgasm, I wasn't going to be able to **bleep** easily so I decided to give Kyrsten a break. I laid down on the bed and yanked Carly on top of me. "You have 15 minutes to make me **bleep**. If you don't, you're going to wear your **bleep** collar while you go knock on all of our friends' doors and apologize for how loud you've been this weekend."
Carly gasped and quickly straddled me, impaling herself with a desperate moan.
I tossed my watch to Kyrsten who was still catching her breath on the ground, "Watch the time, **bleep**. If she doesn't make me **bleep** in time, you can drag me off of her and I'll finish inside some nice white holes."
I said this, curious what Carly's reaction would be. I needn't have worried. She rolled her eyes and arched her back, "My tight little Asian hole was bred for your **bleep**, Master. I'll earn your **bleep**, Master. I promise."
True to her word, she rode my **bleep** exquisitely. If I hadn't given Kyrsten a load in the parking lot, I would have already **bleep**. Carly squeezed her **bleep** tight and rolled her hips perfectly, trying to milk my **bleep** and it's precious **bleep**. She said a string of the most degrading, humiliating things while she played with her **bleep**. I could feel myself getting close but wasn't really sure if I wanted to **bleep** or not. The thought of her humiliating herself in front of our friends was unbelievably hot. But I was a bit afraid it was pushing her limit.
Kyrsten was watching the whole thing with interest, giving a countdown every few minutes and taunting Carly with her impending humiliation. "Just picture her, Jay. Dripping wet and shaking, revealing to her friends what a cheap, pathetic **bleep** puppet she is," she said as she cupped Carly's **bleep**. Kyrsten was straddling my right leg and gliding her own juicy **bleep** hole along my shin, teasing herself with the friction. "Two minutes you dump **bleep**. Then the whole hotel finds out the truth about you," she said with sensual malice.
"Oh God... **bleep**... Please... Please **bleep** for me... Sir," she said.
"What?" I asked, hardly believing I'd heard her correctly.
"I need your **bleep**, Sir. Please," she said again. My hand lashed out and smacked her **bleep**, "Ouch. Yes... hurt me, Sir. Punish me," she continued to incite me. I twisted her nipples hard, spinning them almost 180 degrees and making her squeal in a mix of pleasure and pain. It just caused her to writhe more on me and tighten her **bleep** even more. "I'm a pathetic, slanty eyed bimbo who can't even remember what to call you, Sir," she said again. I knew she was intentionally pushing me. But it was working.
