Author: Wade Mondegam, Copyright © 1997 Master Wade.

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Jake happily worked out his schedule for his whores. He began his week by spending Monday evening with Renee, the beautiful French whore. Renee had spent an inordinate share of her clothing allowance on panties and high heels, which was appropriate for her own physical assets. She possessed a wonderful ability to know what looked best on her and delighted in dressing to arouse Jake and the other girls. As is so often the case with French women, Renee kept her pubic area groomed impeccably, trimming her pubic hair almost daily, shaving her cunt lips, and using the bidet frequently during the day. She was not as careful about her underarms at first, but Jake quickly taught her that she was to shave there as well. Her legs were always as smooth as glass, and Renee worked hard at keeping tan and fit.

Jake quickly developed a special fondness for Renee. She was unquestionably the most naturally sensuous of the whores, the most accomplished cock sucker, and debatably had the best ass. She almost seemed to crave bodily fluids, and was equally as aroused by cunt juice as by cum, another facet of her personality which endeared her to Jake, especially on Sunday mornings when he would watch Renee and Blanche together in his bed. She had an easy grace about her which combined with her natural sensuousness in a very powerful way, making it a delight to watch her at all times. Jake loved to have her near him, and never allowed her to be very far away from him, no matter what day of the week it was.

Tuesday evenings were spent with Lily, the blonde whore from Manhattan. Jake found himself depending on Lily more and more as the days went by, honestly respecting her wide-ranging abilities. Of all the girls, Lily was more the type that Jake would have considered marrying, had he been the marrying kind. Clearly his intellectual equal, and possessing a social training which set her well above the other girls, Lily was the type of woman who could fit in anywhere, in any situation. As a hooker who had demanded very large sums from her clients, Lily had been exposed to things in Manhattan which the other girls had only dreamed about. Before long she was running the Manor house, skillfully influencing the entire operation, from the interior decor to the offerings by the cooking staff.

Lily's clothing choices had differed greatly from those of the other girls. She had expensive tastes, and the six thousand dollars Jake had allotted them had quickly been used up on her shopping trip, so quickly, in fact, that Jake had given her another full allotment on the spot. As his private secretary she would require more dresses, and skirts and blouses, and she got them. Jake made it clear that she was to buy nothing which hid her physical charms, and she obliged him wonderfully by careful selections of fabric types, hem lengths, etc. The result was that she was always dressed elegantly but sensuously. Jake could not have been more pleased.

Jake especially liked Lily in garter belts and stockings, and quickly informed her that he would expect to see them on her at all times, unless he requested otherwise. He took such great pleasure in requiring that of her that he enforced his demand 24 hours a day, expecting it of her even as she slept at night. It was not uncommon for him to enter her sleeping quarters in the middle of the night and to pull the covers away from her to see her nylon- encased legs. And it was not uncommon that the sight of her at those times drove him to put his cock in her mouth and fuck it before returning to bed with whichever other whore he was spending the night with. The other girls knew well that he did this, and understood, since they also were not immune to the beauty of Lily's legs and enjoyed spending time between them themselves. With the possible exception of Ingrid, the tall Swede, there was no question that Lily had the best legs of all the whores. It was simply a fact which they all accepted and enjoyed.

Margarita, the Mexican horse-fucking whore, was Jake's companion on Wednesday nights. Jake liked the contrast between his Tuesday evenings with the classy Lily and his Wednesday evenings with the hot little nineteen year old Mexican slut. There could not have been a greater contrast physically, or intellectually. Whereas Lily was the type of woman that the average person would never dream of being a whore, Margarita had whore written all over her. And it was never more the case than when she opened her mouth, her heavy accent and tendency toward vulgarity erasing all doubt as to her origins. Jake found this amusing, and while he felt an obligation to help the young girl grow beyond this, he was reluctant to change her too quickly. Her coarse sexuality and blatant availability was part of her charm.

Physically, Margarita was hot, but not beautiful. Jake found her nipples to be one of his favorite features, as they seemed to be constantly hard and stiff, poking out from her little round tits in an almost obscene way. She was also very aroused by having them pinched, and it quickly became obvious that she possessed a very high tolerance for pain. Jake walked in on her one evening to find her with clothespins on her nipples. She was in the middle of an orgasm, seated in an arm chair, nude, her fingers flying in and out of her little cunt. From that moment on, Jake took advantage of this new knowledge and used her appropriately, requiring the clothespins often, or clamping her nipples. She also loved being spanked, and Jake put her over his lap often, sometimes in front of the other girls. Her ass was her second best feature, and it never looked more beautiful than when it was being spanked or paddled. Angel, the Spanish dancer, always became aroused when watching Jake paddle Margarita, so he often called her in to watch. He knew she wanted it for herself, but he also knew that she was excited by seeing Margarita get it, and by her ass as well. It amused him to make the Spanish girl want the Mexican's ass, and he loved to tease her in that way.

Margarita's clothing choices had been pathetic, and Jake had made her go back to the store with Lily to exchange many of the things she had purchased.

"Even a horse-fucking Mexican whore should dress with more class than that," he had said to Lily. "At least buy her GOOD shorts and halter tops. Goodness knows she won't need much in the way of clothes, but I do like to see my girls dress up at times."

Lily had exercised good judgement, and had returned with a nice selection of lingerie and mini-skirts and shorts outfits. Very wisely she bought only a couple of bras, realizing the virtue of keeping Margarita's nipples exposed as much as possible. She was also careful to buy shorts and skirts which clung tightly to the nineteen year old girl's ass, and to buy her a good assortment of the skimpiest panties available.

On Thursday evenings Jake enjoyed the company of Blanche, his red-headed southern belle. Blanche was second only to Lily intellectually, and was always a pleasure to spend time with. Socially, she possessed a southern charm which was captivating and always genuine. Her soft voice possessed just enough of an accent to make her geographic origins immediately obvious, but it was never grating nor tiresome. She had an easy humor about herself which made her fun to be with, and all the others girls and staff members at the Manor house liked her.

Blanche had a wonderful body. She was slim and fit, with a stomach as flat as a board, a tight little ass equally as good as Renee or Margarita's, and yet with breasts which were almost too large for the rest of her body. Her nipples were a light pink, and while they were a touch shorter than Jake would have liked for them to be, they always stood proudly at the tip of her milky white breasts, hard little nubs which begged to be sucked, and which of course, often were, both by Jake and by the other girls. Blanche loved having her breasts fondled, and while her limits were much lower than Margarita's, she responded heavily to having her nipples pinched. Even though she cried easily when they were pinched tightly, she never wanted Jake to stop doing it, and he soon became very fond of making her tears flow in this way.

Blanche was easily as insatiable as the other girls, if not more so, but her sexual need was always seething inside, rather than being blatant, like that of Margarita, or sometimes, Ingrid. Jake loved to walk up to her and whisper extremely nasty things in her ear. She would blush and smile widely, lowering her head, and one immediately knew that he could do anything he wanted to with her. She was also, or at least seemed to be, the most eager of all the girls to eat pussy. Her style precluded her being blatant about it, but she would do it at the snap of Jake's fingers with whomever he wished. Jake especially like this about her, and enjoyed making her do it. More than any of the others, he liked for her to be with Renee, and he made it clear to both of them that they would please him by spending time together sexually, which they did with regularity. He also liked to watch her with Lily, and their times together were a visual delight, especially if they were partially clothed. He often photographed them making love and especially liked the shots of them undressing each other. The redhead and the blonde, lots of lace and nylon, and incredible beauty and sexual response...how could you beat that?

Angel, the little twenty-two year old Spanish dancer, was Jake's choice for Friday evenings. The weekends were often a blur of activity for them, and Jake regularly took the girls dining and dancing. He loved watching them dance with each other, and even enjoyed it when they danced with other men. Such evenings required a lot from Jake, as he always had to work diligently to stay in control of things. The men were always hitting on the girls and wanting them to go home with them. The whores loved to make them want that, of course, and were instructed by Jake to do just that. Sometimes, if it pleased him to do so, Jake would invite a couple of the guys home with them and let them fuck some of the girls, but generally he preferred to take them home alone. One night he had allowed Margarita to go with several guys for a gang bang, but it had not gone well, and Jake had been forced to take several of the men from the Manor house with him to get her back. Margarita had tried to leave on her own, but they had outnumbered her and refused to let her. She had loved the fucking, but understood that the only safe way for her to have such fun was at the Manor house from that point on.

Angel's dancing was a treat for the eyes. She was highly skilled, not only in the Latin dances, but in all forms of dancing, from the most archaic ball-room steps to the most popular rock dances. Angel was short and slim, but graceful in the extreme, and her long brown hair, which hung to her waist, added to the beauty of her movements as it swirled around her body. Angel danced to arouse, and used her eyes and arms and hands and every part of her body to great affect. She was also an accomplished stripper, and Jake often let her perform for the staff at the Manor house, or for friends when he would have parties.

While Jake generally preferred to see his girls partially clothed, in lingerie or revealing outfits, he especially liked to see Angel nude. She possessed a youthful innocence which made her nudity even more erotic than it would have been otherwise. At home, on those Friday nights, Jake kept her naked, even if there were others around, sometimes having her wear a pair of high heels, which always added a bit to her height in a pleasing way and caused her ass to wiggle nicely when she walked, but often having her barefoot as well. He also loved for her to dance for him in the nude, as she was a very flexible girl and could do wonderful things with her body from the waist down. She would stand with her legs apart and work her hips and it would instantly make him hard. Angel's pussy was the tightest of all the girls, and she found it somewhat painful to take his cock, but it never was a significant deterrent for her. Jake made sure she was good and wet before entering her, and always made sure that she came while he was fucking her.

Saturday nights were for Ingrid, the Swedish blonde with the fantastic body. At five foot ten, Ingrid had legs which seemed to go on forever. She was only twenty-two, but was a very smart girl with an easy charm and always sensuous manner. Her blonde hair was shoulder length, and it framed a beautiful face with carefully chiselled features which would have stood her in good stead in the world of modeling, had whoring not been her lot. Ingrid was very skillful in the maintenance of her body and in the application of makeup, and was second only to Lily in overall beauty. Her tits were the best of the lot, wonderfully large and firm, conical in shape, small protruding areola capped deliciously by hard pencil eraser type nipples which grew longer when she was aroused, which was often.

Ingrid had chosen her clothing wisely, but of course she was the kind of girl that anything looked good on. She knew just what to wear to highlight her long legs, and looked equally as beautiful in short shorts as in a long skirt with a slit. She used her legs with great skill, and was the best leg slut of them all, every movement choreographed to reveal and excite. Jake loved to see her in bra and panty outfits with garter belt, stockings and high heels. He especially enjoyed seeing the demi bra's on her and loved the way they pushed her full globes upward and enhanced her already wonderful cleavage. He often had her dress for him in various ways, and some Saturday nights were almost entirely taken up with her modeling things for him, sometimes with camera running, other times with cock in hand. She was a beautiful, beautiful woman, and Jake could easily come just from looking at her.

Saturday nights became a time of experimentation for Jake, when he would explore Ingrid's limits. Discovering a masochistic bent in the young Swede, Jake equipped one of the rooms in the Manor house as a dungeon, spending lavishly to make it as authentic as possible and to equip it with every conceivable device, from racks of various descriptions to full suspension rings in which he would hang her for various lengths of time. There was nothing she would not try, and very few things which failed to bring her to orgasm.

Jake kept his experiments with Ingrid a secret for many months, spiriting her away to his dungeon for hours of heavy usage, reveling in her beauty, even in the most bizarre of circumstances. Before long, Ingrid was begging to be taken to the dungeon, and especially to be whipped with the multi-thonged tawse which Jake used on her with a surprising degree of Sadistic pleasure. Jake knew that Ingrid wanted the leather most on her breasts and between her legs, and he teased her unmercifully with the stinging leather strips before finally focusing his assault on those most private and tender areas of her beautiful body. Her capacity to accept his most forceful strokes amazed and excited Jake, and he gradually grew more and more confident and bold in his usage of her, swinging the tawse with all his might, making the naked girl jerk and jump in her bonds as the leather cut at her labia and white breasts. The sound-proofing in the dungeon was excellent, and there was no need to fear others hearing her screams.

Before long it became difficult to hide the reality of his usage of Ingrid. While the majority of his heaviest whippings were focused on the girl's buttocks, breasts, and cunt, inevitably there would be some lingering signs of the whippings on her thighs and upper back, and the other whores soon noticed them. And, of course, the girls were frequently eager to make love to Ingrid, and the marks were obvious at those times, as well. Pretty soon it was common knowledge that Ingrid's Saturday nights were often spent in the dungeon, and the other whores became ever more curious about this chamber of torture and what it would be like to be taken there.

Margarita, already obsessed with paddlings and spankings and the usage of clothespins and other devices on her nipples, was especially eager to know more about the dungeon. Surprisingly enough, Lily, the classy blonde secretary, was also especially intrigued, as was Renee. Renee and Lily came to Jake one afternoon to discuss the matter of the dungeon with him.

"We know what you're doing to Ingrid," Lily said, sitting on the edge of his desk, her skirt rising to reveal a considerable portion of naked thigh above the top of her stocking. "I've been to the Vault and other places like that in the city, you know, so it isn't new to me. And I've let guys tie me up and spank me too. Renee and I were wondering if there is any reason that you don't take us to your dungeon? We'd like to know what it's like."

Jake smiled at his lovely blonde whore and ran his fingers along her thigh. He glanced over at Renee who bore a look of anxious desire on her pretty face. Renee was nude except for a tiny pair of white bikini panties and a pair of red high heels. Her nipples were hard.

"How could I whip anyone as beautiful as you, my precious cock sucking girl?", he asked, teasingly.

"Ingrid is as beautiful as I am, and it doesn't stop you from whipping her," she said, a touch of childish envy in her voice.

"I'm not so beautiful," Renee added. "Whip me there."

"And have my naked French girl walk around with stripes on her body? That would never do," Jake said, his fingers now idly toying at the crotch of Lily's panties.

"I could wear a shirt on those days," Renee said. "One of yours, perhaps. I would not button it and it would not be so long as to hide much, but only the stripes from the whippings. It could be done."

"And you keep me dressed to the nines all the time, anyway," Lily said. "No one but you and the girls would know, most of the time."

"Have you ever been whipped before, Renee?", Jake asked, rubbing lengthwise along the crotch of Lily's panties now, feeling her labia and the growing wetness of her panties.

"No. I have heard of it and read about it and it has made me wet to think about it. Ingrid says you whip her on her pussy and it makes me very hot to think about it."

"You want to be whipped on your pussy, then?", Jake asked. Lily squirmed slightly on the desk.

"Yes! And wherever my Master Jake would like to whip me," Renee replied, eagerly.

"When did you eat Lily and Ingrid last, Renee," Jake asked, curling his fingers under and rubbing the back of them against Lily's now soaking crotch.

"Lily just now and Ingrid two days ago," she said, moving her hands to her breasts and beginning to toy with her nipples.

"Did I tell you to touch your nipples?", Jake asked, firmly.

"No, Master Jake," Renee said, embarrassed and dropping her hands.

"When did you eat Blanche last, Renee?", he asked, wanting to smile, but denying himself.

"This morning, Master," she said.

"And when will you eat her again?"

"This afternoon, if it pleases you, Master Jake."

"Do you eat enough pussy for me, Renee?"

"No Master...I don't think so. I have been a bad girl."

Jake grinned in spite of himself.

"Yes, you have been a bad girl, Renee. You must eat Lily and Ingrid every day from now on, and Blanche. And I think I must punish you for not doing it more often."

"Yes, Master, I think it is only what I deserve," she said, her hands moving toward her breasts again. She caught herself and dropped them to her side.

"I haven't eaten any pussy since yesterday, Master Jake," Lily said, quickly, her breasts rising and falling as Jake pressed hard against her pantied crotch with the back of his hand.

"I don't think I asked you, did I, Lily?", Jake replied, strongly, pulling her panties to the side and taking her clitoris between his thumb and forefinger.

"No...I only thought...", she stammered.

"And why do you have so many clothes on?", he asked, tightening his grip on her clit. "Here is my Renee whore nearly naked, and here is my Lily as if she is going to church. Are you my whore or not?"

"Of course I am your whore, Master Jake," she said, embarrassed. "But you like for me to dress like this. You require it of me. I'll take the clothes off if you like." She squirmed, and Jake felt a new wave of wetness flood onto her labia.

"You don't eat pussy and you wear clothes, and now you want me to grant you a favor and take you to my dungeon. Perhaps I should piss in your mouth."

Lily felt her heart sink. Why was he being so difficult? She knew that he sometimes emptied himself in Ingrid's mouth, and often in Margarita's. He'd never required that of her before. She remembered one of the johns in the city and how he had done that to her once. She had hated it.

"You may do anything you want with your whores, Master," Lily said, lowering her eyes.

"I would find great pleasure in pouring myself into a girl as beautiful as you, Lily," he said, pushing a finger into her pussy as he maintained his grip on her clitoris. Renee watched nervously.

"Then you should do it, Master," Lily said, her legs parting more widely.

"Now you are telling me what I should do," he said, hotly. He raised his free hand and slapped Lily's left breast with it, hard.

Lily was startled and leaned away from him, her eyes opening wide. Her breast hurt, and she reached up to massage it.

"Don't touch your tit, you whore," Jake said, roughly, releasing her clitoris and taking her by the arms. He pulled her to the floor, swiveling in his chair to position her in front of him on his knees. Unzipping his fly he took his cock out. It was hard.

"Suck me, and perhaps I will take you to my dungeon sometime," he said, moving his hand behind her head and guiding her opening mouth to his cock. Lily rested her arms on his thighs and eagerly took his dick between her lips. He motioned to Renee to come to him.

Renee moved quickly, standing beside Jake's chair. Jake reached into her tiny panties and immediately pushed two fingers into her wet pussy, embedding them as deeply as possible. She moaned hotly and bent to kiss him on the mouth.

Jake broke her kiss. "Get up on the desk on your knees, whore," he demanded, his voice seemingly full of rage.

Renee complied, quickly, confused by the ferocity of his approach, but eager to do his bidding.

"Now, lay across it on your thighs, and support yourself on my shoulders with your arms as you kiss me some more," he said, reaching for her cunt again.

Renee did as he asked, extending her legs and laying half on the desk and half off, the upper part of her body supported by his shoulders, the lower half supported by the desk, her pussy dangling at the edge of the desk.

Jake ran his fingers into the French girl again and began finger fucking her hotly as he felt her tongue move into his mouth. Lily was busy sucking him, her mouth molten as it caressed the full length of his shaft. Renee began moving her hips, fucking at his hand as she french kissed him.

Out of the corner of his eye Jake saw someone at the door and remembered that they had left it open. It was Blanche, and she stood in the door, red-faced, and watched.

Jake caught Blanche's eye and maintained eye contact with her, passing along a silent but powerful message of pleasure which connected them, making her a part of what was happening as well. Lily sucked him feverishly, and Jake came quickly to orgasm, his hot semen spurting out in long streams into her mouth and throat. Renee began coming as well, and moaned her orgasm into his mouth as she hunched wildly at his fingers, her nearly naked body a fascinating and beautiful sight to Blanche as she lay so unnaturally across the desk.

"Tonight is Blanche's night," Jake said, helping Renee back onto the floor and watching Lily as she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.

"Tonight I will take the two of you to my dungeon and I will let Blanche watch me whip you. And then I will let Blanche kiss your bodies to clean them of your sweat and your vaginal secretions and will allow her to rub lotion on them to help take the sting away, and then you will both show your gratitude to Blanche for watching your punishment."

Jake dismissed Lily and Renee and brought Blanche into the room, closing the door to his office and locking it. He sat her on the couch in front of his desk, and without a word, slid her dress to her waist and worked her panties off her legs. Then he knelt before her, sliding her to the edge of the couch, and ate her to orgasm.

Continued in MRWADE.194.....