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[Part One](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/goy94e/the_parlor_fmm/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)
[Part Two](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/gp42hi/the_parlor_part_ii_interlude/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)
[Part Three A](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/gpls57/the_estate_part_iii_the_cottage_mfff/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)
[Part Three B](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/gqqh3w/the_estate_part_iii_the_cottage_continued/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)
Chapter 11
“Walk away and you will never be liberated.” Katarina said as she calmly closed with me in the courtyard.
“Liberated?” I replied sharply. “You know what I saw when I opened that door?” … “a marionette.” “I didn’t come here to trade one master for another.”
“Look” Katarina explained. “This was necessary. You think a blowjob will absolve you of your guilt? He is holding you back. The fact that you even felt remorse for the other evening shows you are not ready for this lifestyle. Trust me on this.”
The leash tightened. “Who is she.” I inquired.
Katarina explained that she stumbled upon Jessica a few months before she met me. She had come across a Reddit post where the 25 year old confessed that she had not had sex since she was 18 and was looking for guidance.
At 19, Jessica had been nearly raped while a freshman in college. Though she fought off her attacker, she fortified herself for years and struggled with intimacy as a result.
Katarina offered Jessica the chance to open herself back up in a controlled environment. She welcomed her to observe several events at the Estate and ultimately pitched her the plan presently in motion. Katarina perceived that both Jessica and I could benefit from this mutual experience.
My stomach knotted as I pictured my husband, the Roman, laying upstairs. The thought of offering him up to another women was a foreign concept, I barely contemplated it this afternoon. I only offered the notion to Katarina because I had a high confidence she would reject the idea.
On the other hand, I longed for the freedom I discovered in the Parlor. I knew that Katarina was right. So long as I remained envious of my husband, I would remain tethered to my former repressed self.
I walked back into the Cottage still debating the notion of serving my husband up to Jessica. I looked her over as she bashfully held onto her bluebird mask. Jessica was a petite dirty blonde. She was nearly 5ft, 1in. tall and must have weighed a mere 100lbs. I touched her cheek, noting her plump downward turned lips which had a pronounced Cupid’s bow. She had straight eyebrows and a heart shaped face that came to a delicate, yet prominent point.
“Do you remember where the scissors are?” Katarina whispered.
Jessica nodded affirmatively and donned her bluebird mask. Katarina began climbing the stairs first. I followed second and Jessica trailed. The Roman lifted his head has he heard us approach.
Chapter 12
Katarina moved to the left of the bed and I to the right. We simultaneously anchored the Roman’s arms to the headboard. Jessica stood center by the footboard. Katarina removed the Roman’s blindfold and gestured for him to look center. Katarina then signaled for Jessica to untie her belted dress. She complied and it fell to the floor, her silhouette vibrant in the firelight. The Roman nodded in approval.
I felt a lump in my throat as I made my way passed Jessica and to the armchair. Katarina fell back effortlessly into her chaise lounge. A reluctant spectator, I sat at an oblique angle to the bed, my legs crossed and stomach tense.
Jessica hesitantly crawled from the footboard to the Roman’s groin. She knelt between his legs and leaned forward. Her O shaped butt looked remarkable in this position as it sat softly atop her heels.
Jessica grabbed the Roman’s cock and began to kiss it with unpracticed awkwardness. She fiddled with it in this way for a some time before Katarina rose from the lounge.
Katarina reached the bed in just a few seductive steps. She bent over at the waist, grabbed the Roman’s cock and placed it halfway down her mouth while staring intently in my direction. I uncrossed my legs.
She backed my husbands dick out of her mouth and licked the shaft while peering back at Jessica. She placed the Roman’s head to her lips and delicately licked around his urethra. She again plunged his cock into her mouth and bobbed several times, inching deeper each time. She backed off the Roman’s cock, making an audible “pop” as she pulled his head from her lips.
Katarina placed the Roman’s cock in Jessica’s hands and watched as her newest student attempted to emulate the master. Jessica was clumsy at first, but she now teased the Roman’s head delicately with her plump lips. She then plunged too deeply for her inexperience throat. She gagged and pulled back suddenly leaving a trail of saliva from her lips to the shaft.
Katarina quickly reassured her by guiding Jessica’s hand into a twisting motion up and down the Roman’s shaft. Reassured, Jessica sought to overcome her inexperience. She placed the Roman’s head back into her mouth and plunged five more times until she gagged again. The Roman let out a soft moan. She smiled as Katerina returned to the lounge.
I felt my chest begin to palpate as Jessica climbed atop my husband. With her panties still on, she positioned the Roman’s shaft horizontal between her labia. She teased back and forth as she built up the courage to allow penetration. Her soft panties stimulated the Roman. He bit his lip. Following this gesture, Jessica slid her underwear to the side and placed the Roman’s head an inch into her vagina.
She let out a short moan that sounded in agony. It’s origin was not pain from the penetration but agony from the soul. For too long she had denied herself this pleasure.
Chapter Thirteen
Jessica’s body relaxed and she lowered herself deeper onto the Roman’s cock. She reached the base of his shaft and then began to ride him with increasing fervor. It wasn’t long before she was moaning with each thrust. The liberating pleasure and the sound of the creaking bed overwhelmed her. She placed her hand over mouth and tried to contain her moaning. Her eyes were shut tight. Her body convulsed as she came uncontrollably on my husband’s cock.
Watching this act, I did not feel the anger or jealousy I thought I would. Rather, I found myself beyond aroused. At the same time, I wasn’t yet ready to reveal myself to my husband and enjoy a true cuckquean experience. I looked forward to that day, but right then, I took too much pleasure in my anonymity.
I felt a similar passion for Jessica, the girl who’s orgasm signaled a new chapter in my deviant lifestyle. I unbelted my own dress and walked the floor to where she sat straddling my husband. I embraced her flush face. She appeared slightly embarrassed and was still recovering from her orgasm. I pressed my lips to hers. Lost in ecstasy she reciprocated aggressively. I felt my lips begin to swell as I guided her off my husband.
His dick fell from her wet pussy. Staring up at him, I placed his cock in my mouth and tasted what remained of Jessica’s cum. Katarina placed another log or two on the fire indicating that the night was far from over.
Chapter 14
The reinvigorated fire increased the temperature of the room. Katarina returned from the fireplace and led me away from the bed. By the hand she guided me to the chaise lounge where she placed me on the side with the backrest. She then sat next to me as we watched Jessica slide off her panties and remount the Bed.
Jessica kissed the Roman from his neck down to his pelvis. He had been deprived of an orgasm for nearly twelve hours now. I am unsure how he refrained from cumming while her plump lips pressed against his skin.
Following Katarina’s suggestion, Jessica mounted the Roman in the sixty-nine position. As the Roman stimulated her clit, her vagina relaxed like a blooming flower. After sucking my husband off for few minutes, she righted herself and glanced at Katarina who nodded with approval.
Re-acclimated to the intimacy of a man, Jessica was ready to test the boundaries of her progress. She leaned forward and grabbed the scissors from the end table. My body tensed with curious anticipation.
The entire day had been dedicated to restraining the Roman and here we were sacrificing a lamb to the arena. How would he react to his freedom? Would he take revenge on Jessica for all that he had endured?
Chapter 15
Jessica cut away the first rope. The Roman stretched his muscular forearm and outstretched shoulder. He then suddenly reached up and placed his hand around the back of Jessica’s neck. I watched as Katarina tensed.
The Roman eased his hand off the delicate flower and caressed her cheek. He pressed his thumb against her bottom lip and pulled it down. He traced his wet thumb across her cleavage before taking in the remaining contours of her body with his hand.
Jessica cut away the second restraint and removed the loose nylon from both wrists. Enjoying new mobility the Roman sat up straight. He placed both hands firmly on Jessica’s bubble butt before lifting her into position. She sat high on his hips and wrapped her legs around his back. With her arms around his neck, she pulled herself up and the Roman inserted himself.
I looked down my legs at Katarina who was was staring at the interlocked couple with lustful envy. I tried to suppress the fact that my husband had never fucked me as passionately as he was Jessica. I tried to focus on all the opportunity that my new unencumbered lifestyle would present. Katarina must have sensed my uneasiness. I soon felt her delicate hands unstrapping my heels.
As Jessica whimpered with pleasure, the Roman rose from the bed and the couple continued their grinding in the standing missionary position. Feeling Jessica at ease, the Roman pressed her back against the wall and began to fuck her with increased force. Her legs dangled as she now screamed in pleasure. “Fuck me, Fuck me, Fuck me.”
Almost simultaneously, I felt a shock up my left leg as Katarina began kissing the inside of my thigh. She kissed from my knee to my pelvic bone and I almost fainted from pleasure. I was dripping wet by the time she started to eat me out. Katarina was prone, my legs were over her shoulders; I couldn’t believe my master was serving me.
My eyes were rolling into the back of my head and I struggled to focus on my husband as he now had Jessica leaning up against the wall in standing doggy. The fire elongated their shadow. Over my heavy breathing, I heard the constant sound of her peachy ass slap against the Roman’s hips.
I looked down at Katarina between my thighs. She was Aphrodite at home in Cyprus. I wanted to grab her hair but was impeded by her mask. I settled for the cups of my bustier. From the corner of my eye, I could see the Roman standing over Jessica. She was now lying prone on the side of the bed. Her legs on the Roman’s shoulders as he dominated her.
Squeezing my breasts, my body tensed and curled. I raised my hips further into Katarina’s face. “Oh shit, Oh shit, Oh shit, oh shiiiiitttt.” I screamed while cumming on her tongue. At that moment the Roman abruptly pulled out of his sacrificial lamb. After hours of deprivation, he came across her stomach with such force that cum covered Jessica’s beautiful neck and jaw. With weak legs I walked across the floor. It had been forever since I tasted my husband cum.
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