This is the fifth – and for now the last – post in Rafael’s airport series, where he is sharing letters he exchanged some years ago with a blogger. He sent her erotic stories, and she replied with equally erotic letters. As before, I have translated Rafael’s Spanish text to English, using Google and polished it up a bit.
~ Marie


A cuatro patas, totalmente desnudo, delante de mí ‘Senhora’, con el trasero totalmente rojo por la paliza que me había propinado Roséli—la sirvienta sádica—con el enorme plug anal de metal insertado hasta el fondo de mi culo presionando la próstata, y feliz de ser su esclavo sexual, para el uso y disfrute exclusivo de mi Ama, Mari Ángela. (Pero pronto se me paso aquella ilusión de servicio).

. —Bien Rafael—comenzó a decir Mari Ángela—es mi deseo comunicarte que tengo unas amigas esperando mi llamada, que tienen deseo en conocerte también, y ‘jugar’ contigo. Me están esperando al teléfono. ¿Consientes en que las llame y se presenten aquí? ¿Consientes en que puedan ver todo lo que te hacemos Roséli—mi ama de llaves—o yo? ¿Consientes en que sean ellas mismas las que jueguen contigo, te azoten, te acaricien, te pellizquen, te humillen?

Un momento de silencio recorrió mi mente. Tenía que pensar bien en mi respuesta, o ya no habría marcha atrás.

. —Sí consiento—dije al fin.

En seguida, Mari Ángela cogió el móvil y llamo a las chicas, que por lo que supe más tarde, ya estaban esperando desde hacía rato. Así que no tardaron mucho en presentarse.

Cuatro hermosas mujeres, Marie, May, Posy y Nora, cuatro bellísimas mujeres, a cuál más inteligente, pues sus miradas así me lo indicaban. Vivaces, sonrientes, juguetonas y muy amables y educadas al mismo tiempo. Cuatro mujeres desinhibidas, que solo deseaban jugar y divertirse conmigo. Cuatro señoras.

Tras las presentaciones iniciales, en las que yo permanecía a cuatro patas y desnudo, sin permitírseme decir nada, solo mirar de reojo, y poder admirar la belleza de aquellas mujeres, Mari Ángelo paso a la acción de nuevo.

__ Bien querido Rafael—dirigiéndose a mi directamente—túmbate en el suelo boca arriba, ahí fuera de la alfombra delante de la chimenea—venga Roséli ayúdalo—La sirvienta me propinó un puntapié con el tacón a la vez que me decía—Vamos perro—levanta y cumple la orden de tu ama. (mientras las cuatro de amigas de mi Ama contemplaban la escena con lascivia).

__Bien chicas—continúo diciendo Mari Ángela, ¿Habéis bebido en vuestras casas champán suficiente?

__Desde luego–contestaron todas a coro—y se echaron a reír con unas risas estrepitosas y bien divertidas—Jajajaja..jajajaja…

__Pues mead a este perro encima.

Aquello fue como una explosión. Cada una de las cuatro mujeres se fue turnando, a horcajadas encima de mí, para mearse encima, para orinar y derramar su líquido y tibio elemento encima de mi cuerpo. Una tras otra fueron meándose encima hasta que estuve totalmente pringoso y empapado de orina, por todo el cuerpo. Una de ellas, se meo directamente encima de mi cara y me hizo tragar su pipi, que me recordó lejanamente el sabor del champán. Otra lo vertió sobre mi pene y mis bolas, y luego las restregó con fuerza, tirando de ellas hacia arriba y hacia abajo, como si de dos canicas se tratara. Una tercera lo hizo directamente sobre mi pecho, y luego pellizco mis pequeños y doloridos pezones, con sus afiladas uñas, tirando de ellos hacia arriba, hasta hacerme gritar. Por fin una cuarta se subió encima de mí, de pie, con sus tacones, y dejo salir el pipi desde lo alto, con lo que pude contemplar y sentir perfectamente, como el líquido me salpicaba por todas partes.

Exhausto, chorreando por los cuatro costados, estaba allí tumbado en el suelo, desnudo, humillado por cuatro hermosas mujeres, feliz, cuando…

__ Vamos Rafael—ordeno Mari Ángela, es hora ya de darle a estas chicas el placer que se merecen. Roséli—trae una cuerda pequeña—le ordeno a la sirvienta. Que vamos a preparar a Rafael para una sesión de ‘cbt’ y ‘ballbusting’.

Al oír aquellas palabras un temor interno me recorrió todo el cuerpo.

Enseguida Roséli se presentó con las cuerdas. Me sentaron en un sillón, totalmente desnudo, y chorreando como estaba aún por el pipi de aquellas cuatro mujeres, me ataron las piernas y los brazos, de tal manera que quede inmovilizado, y totalmente accesible a mis testículos y mi pene, que quedaron expuestos al antojo de todas aquellas damas.

__ Bueno chicas cuando queráis, tenéis a vuestra disposición a este esclavo sexual, a mis órdenes, para experimentar con él, vuestros instintos más sádicos—Y prorrumpió en una tremenda carcajada—(se ve que disfrutaba enormemente con aquella situación). Y para calentar previamente al ‘perrito’—continúo diciendo a Roséli—azótale las bolas y el pene hasta que se pongan bien rojas. Pero primero pásale una cuerda en la base del pene, para que no se le escape ni gota de semen.

La sirvienta, terminó de prepararme pasando una cuerda bien fuerte en la base de mi tallo, agarrando fuertemente mis bolas, mientras pasaba la cuerda alrededor de la base del pene. Aprovechando la ocasión, para clavarme también sus afiladas uñas, a lo cual reaccioné con otro grito

__ Aaaaahhh!

Pero no esperé más tiempo. En seguida empezó a azotarme con una fusta fina, mis testículos, todo mi pene, que ya estaba bien erecto, y que con la cuerda en el tallo, se iba hinchando cada vez más y con cada azote se iba poniendo cada vez más rojo.

Zas zas zas zshss…

Los golpes de fusta se sucedían sin piedad. (verdaderamente, de las seis mujeres que había presentes en la sala, Roséli era la más sádica).

__ ¡Basta! ordenó Mari Ángela. Ya están suficiente rojas—prosiguió—Ahora chicas—dijo dirigiéndose a sus cuatro amigas—es vuestro turno.

Y allí estaba yo, inmovilizado en un sillón, totalmente desnudo, todo mojado por el pipi de hermosas mujeres, abierto de piernas, el asiento trasero aún caliente por los azotes de la sirvienta, y ahora, mis bolas y mi pene también rojas por los azotes de la fusta, y accesibles a las manos expertas de aquellas bellas damas. Con el pene todo hinchado a causa de la cuerda que abrazaba la base del mismo, y sin posibilidad de derramar ni una gota de semen, los pezones rojos como tomates después de haber sido pinzados por uñas sádicas. Gozoso y temeroso a la vez, de lo que estas chicas quisieran hacer conmigo…

To be continued?

On all fours, totally naked, in front of my ‘Senhora’, with my ass totally red from the beating that Roséli — the sadistic maid — had given me with the huge metal anal plug inserted deep into my ass, pressing against the prostate, and happy to be her sexual slave, for the exclusive use and enjoyment of my Mistress, Mari Angela. (But that illusion of service soon passed).

. “Good Rafael,” Mari Angela began to say, “it is my wish to inform you that I have some friends waiting for my call, who have a desire to meet you too, and “play” with you. They are waiting for me on the phone. Do you consent to me calling and them showing up here? Do you allow them to see everything we do to you, Roséli — my housekeeper — or me? Do you allow them to play with you, whip you, caress you, pinch you, humiliate you?

A moment of silence ran through my mind. I had to think carefully about my answer, or there would be no going back.

. “Yes, I consent,” I finally said.

Immediately, Mari Angela picked up her cell phone and called the girls, who, from what I learned later, had already been waiting for a long time. So it didn’t take long for them to show up.

Four beautiful women, Marie, May, Posy and Nora, four beautiful women, who was more intelligent, because their looks indicated that to me. Lively, smiling, playful and very kind and polite at the same time. Four uninhibited women, who just wanted to play and have fun with me. Four ladies.

After the initial presentations, in which I remained on all fours and naked, without allowing myself to say anything, just look askance, and be able to admire the beauty of those women, Mari Angelo took action again.

__ Well dear Rafael — addressing me directly — lie on the floor on your back, out there on the carpet in front of the fireplace — come on, Roséli, help him — The maid kicked me with her heel while saying — Come on, dog— get up and carry out the order of your mistress. (while the four of my Mistress’s friends watched the scene with lust).

__Good girls — Mari Angela continued, Have you had enough champagne at home?

__Of course – they all answered in chorus – and they started to laugh with some loud and very funny laughter – Hahahahahahahahahaha …

__Well, piss this dog on it.

That was like an explosion. Each of the four women took turns, straddling me, to piss on top of me, to urinate and spill the liquid and warm element of her on my body. One after another they pissed on me until I was totally sticky and soaked with urine, all over my body. One of them peed directly on my face and made me swallow her pee, which distantly reminded me of the taste of champagne. Another poured it on my penis and my balls, and then scrubbed them hard, pulling them up and down, like two marbles. A third did it directly on my chest, and then she pinched my small, sore nipples with her sharp nails, pulling them up until I was screaming. Finally a fourth climbed on top of me, standing, with her heels, and let out the pee from the top, with which I could contemplate and feel perfectly, how the liquid was splashing me everywhere.

Exhausted, dripping from all sides, I was lying there on the ground, naked, humiliated by four beautiful women, happy, when…

__ Come on Rafael — Mari Angela ordered, it’s time to give these girls the pleasure they deserve. Roséli — bring a small rope — I order the maid. That we are going to prepare Rafael for a ‘cbt’ and ‘ballbusting’ session.

Hearing those words an internal fear ran through my entire body.

Roséli immediately appeared with the ropes. They sat me in an armchair, totally naked, and still dripping as I was from the pee of those four women, they tied my legs and arms, in such a way that I was immobilized, and totally accessible to my testicles and my penis, which were exposed at the whim of all those ladies.

__ Well girls when you want, you have at your disposal this sex slave, at my command, to experiment with him, your most sadistic instincts — And she burst into a tremendous laugh— (it is seen that she enjoyed that situation enormously). And to warm up the ‘little dog’ beforehand — she continue saying to Roséli — whip his balls and his penis until they turn really red. But first pass a string at the base of the penis, so that not a drop of semen escapes.

The maid finished preparing me by passing a very strong rope at the base of my shaft, holding my balls tightly, while passing the rope around the base of my penis. Taking advantage of the occasion, to also scratch me with her sharp nails, to which I reacted with another cry.

__ Aaaaahhh!

But I didn’t wait any longer. Immediately she began to whip me with a thin whip, my testicles, my entire penis, which was already well erect, and with the rope in the stem, it was swelling more and more and with each spanking it was getting more and more red.

Swish, swish, swish, swish…

The lashes of the whip followed one another mercilessly. (Truly, of the six women in the room, Roséli was the most sadistic).

__ Enough! Mari Angela ordered. They’re red enough, “she continued.” Now girls, “she said, addressing her four friends,” it’s your turn.

And there I was, immobilized in an armchair, totally naked, all wet from the pee of beautiful women, legs spread, the back seat still hot from the spanking of the maid, and now, my balls and my penis also red from the whipping of the whip, and accessible to the expert hands of those beautiful ladies. With the penis all swollen because of the rope that hugged the base of it, and without the possibility of spilling a drop of semen, the nipples red as tomatoes after being pinched by sadistic nails. Joyful and fearful at the same time, of what these girls would like to do with me…

To be continued?

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13 thoughts on “Airport (3b) by Rafael

    1. I admit that my pain threshold is not very high.
      But since the imagination is free, for now, I frenziedly indulge in some of my favorite perversions. How are the feeling of being a sexual slave in the hands of beautiful women.

    1. It occurred to me that it might be a good literary idea to bring some of my favorite kinky bloggers into the game.
      The question now is, how to continue …
      Ideas and entries are welcome!

    1. Ha, ha, yes…
      Ideas and participants welcome!
      All are welcome!
      Thank you very much Miss Marie for allowing me to share some of my secret perversions. And the images of me, accompanying those perversions.

    1. Yes, the truth is that they were very friendly, holding on to the urge to urinate so much, to then be able to bathe with their fluids and fluids.
      A very warm experience.
      Thank you for reading and commenting.

    1. I’m glad you like it, Mrs. May.
      The truth is that the exchange of letters at this point, happened in reverse, that is, it was she, Mrs. Mari Angela, who decided to come to Madrid, to visit me, in order to reverse her roles. I as Dominant and she as Sub. But the truth is also that we stopped having the epistolary relationship at that time, and the writings were not completed. That is why now I am rewriting the whole story, and the truth is that I do not know very well how to continue it.

      I hope to take time to come up with it.
      Thank you very much for your enthusiasm.

    1. Thank you very much Mrs. Posy.
      The truth is that I have let my imagination run wild and my desire to expose myself and share the whole torrent of lava that I carry inside, like the La Palma Volcano in Spain.

      Now I am a little stopped and thinking how to continue the story.
      Thank you for reading and commenting.

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