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In her own mind, Miranda fancied herself as some sort of succubus. She had acquired a great deal of money by blending femdom with findom, attracting wealthy but desperate men, primarily by selecting them from personal ads.
It was easy. She was as tall as many men but with weight proportionate to her height. She kept her hair long, the color of which was frequently changed to suit her current prospect. She had beautiful facial features and a body than men dreamed of using.
But her success relied on certain types of men, those who liked to “serve” or to be used, even humiliated. She found them to be the most accommodating and useful. She also felt drawn to men who were widowed early in life, or divorced men who would to anything to be with a beautiful woman.
Arthur
The first time she considered reviewing personal ads, she scanned dozens before settling on Arthur’s:
“Generous older gentleman, recent widower, seeks companionship and more with attractive young woman. Satisfaction guaranteed.”
She met with him over coffee to discuss the meaning of the ad and his expectations.
“Why did you put “satisfaction guaranteed” in your ad and what does it mean, Arthur?” she asked.
“I’m not an attractive nor young man, but it would help my ego to satisfy a young woman ually,” he replied.
“And how would you propose to do that?” she followed.
“By giving her oral and unlimited orgasms,” he flatly stated.
“And what about your own physical needs?” she asked.
“My own release, if and when, is totally up to her, with no objection.”
Miranda set him up with a date for a “tentative” ual session, in which he could demonstrate his earnest. He proved to be quite talented with his tongue and gave her orgasms when she was on her back and standing up.
When he suggested she sit on his face, he explained the euphoria he experienced while giving a woman an orgasm in that position. She wasn’t thrilled about the position but the idea of another orgasm convinced her to go along.
He was, to say the least, very attentive and she soon got caught up in the thrill of being in control. She used his mouth and tongue for a long time and ultimately, when she finally reached the crescendo, she smothered him as she rocked back and forth on his moaning face.
It wasn’t until she had “come down” from her intense orgasm that she realized that Arthur was very still underneath her. When she lifted off of his face, his eyes were closed, his nose, cheeks and chin were wet with the results of her orgasm. And his lips were curled into a thin smile.
But he was not breathing. Had he suffered a heart attack? She was certain that she had not covered his mouth and nose long enough to actually suffocate him.
It was tricky business calling 911 and explaining what happened, but no charges were filed against her; it was determined that he did have a heart attack but it was of natural causes.
Over lunch two days later, Miranda discussed the situation with her friend, Lacy. The fact that this man had expired during didn’t shock her at all.
“You know, there was a guy I dated who got me drunk, called me a cunt and raped me. I wouldn’t mind smothering his ass,” she said.
“That’s possible, you know,” Miranda added.
“I’d actually love to get some revenge. I mean, I like being fucked but not rough . He was mean as hell.”
“What would you do for revenge?” asked Miranda.
“I’m not sure, but somehow I would make sure he didn’t come.”
“What if we double teamed him? No man refuses a chance for a threesome.”
“Yeah! Yeah; I know where he hangs out and we could keep him for the whole weekend!”
Together they formulated their plan and met at the bar where the guy hangs out. His name was Mark and he was big and good looking but arrogant. Lacy and Miranda both dressed provocatively; blouses revealing too much cleavage, tight dresses that showed their bodies, including short hems to reveal lots of leg.
Mark was an easy “mark” when both girls approached and flirted with him, quickly suggesting a threesome. He took the bait easily and they kept him dancing and drinking until he was wobbly on his feet. They eased him out to Lacy’s car and took him to Miranda’s house.
He did not protest as they undressed him, but when they began to tie him to the bed, he uttered a mild protest.
“Whatcha doin? I thought we were gonna fuck?” he slurred.
“Oh, we’re gonna fuck you all right, but you have to earn it,” grinned Lacy.
“That’s right,” added Miranda, “you don’t get to come until we do.”
“Works for me; have at it, bitches.”
When he said that, Lacy became enraged and threatened to keep him tied to the bed for weeks. When he answered defiantly, “Fuck you!” Lacy changed her initial plan for the weekend.
Once he was secured to the bed, Lacy sat on his face and made him eat her pussy and her ass. He complained the whole time but finally complied, thinking he would be released if he pleased her.
While he was licking Lacy, Miranda played with his cock, keeping him erect but not letting him get even close to an orgasm. When Lacy climbed off of his face, he moaned and complained.
“Christ, my balls ache; fuck me or somethin, willya?”
“I have an idea you might like,” Miranda suggested to Lacy.
“Anything to keep him hard and unable to come,” Lacy answered.
“I have some Viagra; let’s give him some and see how long he can stay hard.”
Lucy beamed her appreciation. “Wonderful, and let’s tie up his balls and put a cock ring on him too!”
Mark was in and out of consciousness as they discussed it. Miranda made him take two Viagra pills. They left him sleeping on the bed while they had a drink and something to eat.
“With the Viagra and the cock ring, he may not be able to come for a while,” Miranda said.
“Good, because I’d like to fuck him nice and slow,” Lacy said with vengeance in her voice.
Later, still naked, the women woke up Mark by playing with his cock, which quickly sprang to attention. Lacy mounted him and rode Mark’s cock so slowly that he begged her to go faster. The more frustrated he became, the wetter she got, ignoring his crying pleas for release. She fucked him for nearly an hour.
Miranda was not about to waste an available tongue. She mounted his face and he used his tongue like a good boy while Lacy fucked him.
“I’d really like to let him cum inside me and then make him eat it, but I don’t want to give him the pleasure of coming,” Lacy sneered as she rocked back and forth on his erection.
“Well, he won’t die of thirst;” Miranda commented, “I’ve been soaking his face trying to get off. He loses focus and doesn’t use his tongue.”
Eventually after Lacy came on Mark’s cock, Miranda took a turn, again dragging out Mark’s frustration. All that day and the next, they took turns keeping his cock hard, him at their leisure.
“What do you think will happen to him, keeping his cock hard for so long?” Lacy asked.
“I’m not sure, but he’s going to have one painful case of blue balls when he leaves. Or you could see how many times we can make him come, until he passes out.”
“No, I don’t want to give him the pleasure,” Lacy answered.
The afternoon of the second day, Lacy asked for some alone time with Mark.
“I want to tell him what an asshole he is and to make sure he doesn’t rape anybody else,” she said.
“Okay, I’ll go take a shower and be back in a few,” answered Miranda.
As soon as they were alone, Lacy took the cock ring off of Mark’s cock and untied the rubber bands squeezing his balls. She hovered over his confused face.
“You’re nothing but a piece of shit, a sick, mean son of a bitch. I hope this teaches you a lesson.”
“Fuck you, you dumb cunt. Fuck you and your girlfriend. I’m gonna sue your ass, both of you!”
Lacy calmly climbed up onto his chest and slid forward. Mark obviously thought he was going to have to eat her pussy again. But Lacy had other plans. When she sat on his face, she spread her butt cheeks and planted her asshole right on his mouth, then she pressed her pussy down over his nose.
“Smell my cunt, because that’s the only air you’re gonna get,” she said.
She pulled his head firmly between her thighs as she pressed her weight down onto his face. His eyes opened wide when he realized there was no air for him to breathe. He began to thrash on the bed while Lacy held his head and rode his face, watching it get redder and redder.
Mark managed to moan into her ass, just once before the look in his eyes revealed his fate. His body went limp, but not before his cock ejaculated into the air, splashing his seed all over his abs, his cock and his balls.
Lacy felt a different kind of euphoria as she released his head and climbed off of his body. Miranda came in and saw his lifeless body with cum all over him.
“What happened?” Miranda asked Lacy.
“I think he had a heart attack because of the Viagra.”
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