Haiku Deck Superstar
1 Haiku Deck
Poppy Chapter 4
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She knew the woman was watching her from behind.
As the two of them reached the table where He was seated, she stopped along side Poppy and grabbed her butt, giving it a quick squeeze.
Poppy stood watching as He made introductions and the woman sat in the circular booth next to Him.
Only when told, did Poppy also sit.
She felt in a daze. Not only did it appear that another person was joining them, but it was a woman. What would He make her do? What would He let her to do to Poppy?
She sat in the booth, eyes lowered as the two of them sat chatting quietly.
This new woman didn't seem to be His type. He sat, upright and dignified, calmly and quietly talking in His deep voice. She was giggly and loud, obviously after a few drinks, and leered at Poppy as they spoke.
Poppy couldn't hear what was said, but she knew He must be telling her all she had done so far and explaining what He wanted from her.
Not long after joining them, she was tugging on His arm, anxious to leave. Evidentially, between the alcohol and the talking, she was horny and interested in getting the party started.
Poppy tried to play along, she walked behind them, feeling forgotten, out to the car. The doorman opened the door for them all, and the woman got in first sitting in the middle of the back seat. He sat on her one side and Poppy squeezed in on the other.
On the trip back to His house, the two continued to chat and laugh. Poppy sat back, dutifully ignoring them.
At the house, the three got out together and walked to the door. Once He had let them inside and shut the door, He interrupted the woman with a raised hand and turned to Poppy.
"Poppy, you know the rules, now that we are back home." He indicated to her bedroom. She knew what he meant and walked to her room.
Once inside, she began to undress, carefully laying the clothes back on her bed. Promptly she appeared at the doorway nude, nervously fiddling with her hands and looking at the floor.
"There is my Beauty." She heard Him comment with pride. She took no comfort in it, however. She felt embarrassed and a twinge of jealousy as she stood there letting them gawk at her. The woman had come forward and joined Him, looking her naked form up and down.
"I'm sorry to do this, my dear Poppy," He reached into His jacket pocket and removed a silk scarf. Reaching forward, He tied it around Poppy's eyes, blindfolding her.
"There now," she heard Him say. "Poppy, lead the way to the Playroom."
Walking in front of them, naked, she heard whispers and a giggle from behind her. She remembered being taken to the Playroom only a couple of days ago. It was were He kept all his restraints and toys and it was were she had been tied to a table and endured a glorious fucking from one of His machines that slowly pushed into her anally.
Once she passed through the open door, she stepped to once side and waited.
She stood there, waiting. She heard them talking quietly, with the afterglow of alcohol still coloring their words. Poppy could still hear her giggles, but now she heard them in between the light smacking noise of kisses. They had basically forgotten her.
She strained to hear, trying to get an idea of what they were doing. She heard the rustle of clothing being discarded as she heard them move off into the room. He really wasn't planning on having sex with this woman was He?
She continued to listen, trying to not think about it as she heard the woman's giggle turn to the occasional moan.
Other noises began to confirm her fears. She heard the sound of the wheeled cart being moved, and the pop of the lubricant being opened. She heard His low tones and she squealed in delight. Poppy continued to stand in the corner feeling worse.
Next she heard noises she couldn't identify, and she thought the squeaks from someone sitting down on the leather couch against the far wall. She heard the woman begin to moan more frequently and could only guess they had begun.
"Poppy," He called to her. "Come forward until I tell you."
Dutifully, she clasped her hands behind her and walked forward until He commanded her to stop. At that point He actually had her sit on the floor, on her knees, with her legs apart displaying herself for their pleasure.
"Good little slut, isn't she?" the blonde said, her words were punctuated by the rhymic thrusting into her. Poppy could picture she was probably on her hands and knees getting it doggy style from Him so they could see her sitting there.
"Have you felt his cock yet, you little tease? Its so fucking big. You're gonna love it when He finally fucks you." the blonde teased Poppy with her words. All the time her speech was broken by the pounding she must be getting from Him.
Poppy could see them in her mind. Part of her wanted to just leave, let them fuck in peace but she wasn't going to entertain them. Another part of her longed to see Him, all of Him, even if it was with another woman. She concentrated on just the image of Him, replacing the blonde slut with herself in her mind.
She longed to feel His touch, be so close to Him they became one.
"Look at her, she's dripping on the floor." The woman said, her words coming in grunts from the thrusting.
Poppy could feel Him looking at her while He fucked the woman. She felt incredibly embarrassed and jealous. How could He do this to her, fuck another woman right in front of her. Maybe she could entertain them, she told herself trying to make herself feel better.
She continued to sit on her knees in front of them, blindfolded with her knees apart so they could see how turned on she really was.
Hesitantly, she started to rub her thighs with both hands. She heard the woman begin to purr in between the grunts of Him slamming into her and Poppy knew she was watching her.
This was the ultimate humiliating thing He could do to her, but this was the life she chose. She decided she was going to make Him proud again no matter what.
Back and forth she ran her hands along her legs. Tentatively, the one hand stopped on her knee while the other slowly made its way back to her steaming crotch. It wouldn't be so bad she told herself, besides she needed this.
"No, Poppy." He commanded her. His voice rang out and for the first time, she felt He was angry.
She froze, slowly withdrawing her hand. She heard the woman giggle at her getting reprimanded. From the humiliation, the jealousy and the frustration of not being able to satisfy herself, Poppy felt like crying. She hung her head, no longer caring what was happening. Let them fuck in front of her, she wasn't going to pay attention. What had she done to be treated like this?
She heard the woman giggle and then she thought she could hear her whispering something to Him.
"What's with her?" He asked back.
Poppy suddenly wanted to know what this woman, this intruder, was saying about her.
"Can I play with her?" is what she thought the woman said.
He must have nodded His assent, because she felt the woman's hands on her knees.
"Come here, baby." She said to Poppy, almost sounding like she felt sorry for her. "Slide forward and set your butt on the floor. I want to play a little."
Poppy leaned to the side and brought her legs out from under her. Without being able to see, the woman guided her into place, taking an ankle in each hand and spreading Poppy's legs widely. Planting her feet on the floor, she had Poppy slide her butt toward the sound of her voice.
Poppy was not into this anymore. She was hurt and jealous, He was fucking another woman in front of her and forcing her to listen, blindfolded and nude. And now this woman wanted her to spread and display herself in front of them. She had never even been naked in front of another woman let alone......
Poppy almost gasped. She could feel the woman's hot breath blowing on her exposed, wet, pussy! She was going down on her!
Poppy almost scuttled back, but as the woman simply seemed to only be checking her out, her face only a couple of inches away from her sex, she steeled herself to not show a reaction.
Slowly, she felt a touch. It was so light, she strained to make sure she wasn't imagining it.
Lightly, the blonde bitch flicked her fingernail down Poppy's abdomen. She almost doubled up from the spasms it gave her tummy muscles. She wouldn't admit it, but she shoved her crotch a little closer to the woman.
She felt the finger trail from one side of her pelvis to the other as it snaked its way, ever so slowly, toward her sex.
Leaning back and planting her hands, Poppy couldn't help but lift her butt off the floor a bit, trying to hurry the finger down to its target.
She heard the woman giggle again. "Horny little slut aren't you?"
Poppy almost answered her, truthfully, but held her tongue, raising up so her ass stayed off the floor and her sex was thrust forward for easy access.
Finally she felt the finger at the hood of her clit. Then it suddenly lifted. Poppy strained upward, her body almost parallel with the floor. She was worried He might step in and make her submit to all of this without moving, but at this point she didn't care. She was going to show this interloper what she could do and get the satisfaction of having her make her cum.
From underneath, Poppy felt her fingernail again, slowly pulling along her butt crack starting at her lower back.
She couldn't believe how slow it moved. Couldn't she understand the release Poppy needed? Wasn't she a fellow woman?
All thoughts were wiped clean from her mind suddenly as the finger stopped on her anus. Back and forth it tickled against her hole. She tensed it, trying to draw the finger in. Poppy had never even thought of another woman in a sexual way, but at this point, it didn't matter. She needed relief and didn't care how. She was still dripping, she felt the slightest touch on her pussy would send her over the edge.
"Do you want it?" She heard the throaty voice of the blonde ask her from between her legs. In response, Poppy jerked her legs further apart, trying to shove her pussy forward toward her.
"Ask me for it." The blonde bitch teased. "Beg me."
Poppy actually heard herself whimper. She couldn't speak, He may make the blonde stop as a punishment.
"Beg me!" the bitch said to her, sternly.
"Please..." Poppy gasped in a desperate whisper.
"'Please' what?" the bitch asked.
Poppy had to answer. "Lick..." she replied timidly. Again she tried to thrust herself to her.
"'Lick' what? I want to hear you say it, you little slut."
"Please lick my pussy," Poppy's voice broke as she quietly replied. Just thinking about it was getting her close.
"Good girl," the bitch replied. "Do you want me to lick you here?"
Poppy felt a finger press on her tummy, just below her naval. She nodded in return.
"How about here?"
Now the finger poked her inner thigh, just to the left of her labia. Again, she nodded.
"What about here?" She felt the fingernail graze her inner lip ever so slightly.
Poppy shook her head to the point of whipping her hair about.
She heard the bitch giggle again at her.
"What about........here?" She asked playfully, drawing it out. Poppy suddenly felt a wet and slippery finger poke into her anus.
She gasped and tensed up in surprise, her fingers and toes curling. She almost lifted her ass straight off the finger, but as she felt it start to slide out she stopped and began to push back down. Finally, the initial rush was over and she could breath again. She nodded. Yes, she wanted it!
"Good girl," the bitch said again, and the finger was removed.
Poppy expected the bitch to take her time and make her suffer, but she seemed to be just as turned on. Poppy felt her ragged breathing on her exposed slit and was tempted to reach forward and draw her in. She didn't need to though, as the blonde bitch immediately started a French kiss with her sex that forced a moan from Poppy's throat.
Throwing her head back, lifting her ass higher and presenting all of herself to the bitch, she began to imagine what it must look like to Him. Here she was, His prize, totally being ravaged by another woman.
Poppy had to admit, this woman knew what she was doing, and was really getting into it. She went from lapping up and down Poppy's slit, to fucking her with her tongue, to latching onto her clit and sucking it into her mouth. She flicked Poppy's clit over her teeth, sending waves of pleasure that started in Poppy's pussy and traveled up her legs and out to her toes, making her legs bounce in mid-air.
Once she found something that gave Poppy a new idea of the sexual gratification she could get from another woman, she kept on it until she felt Poppy was getting used to it. After another minute, she began holding her pouted lips again Poppy's clit while she hummed.
All the while, she only lifted her mouth from Poppy's sex long enough to gasp a breath and call Poppy another dirty name.
"You love getting your cunt eaten out, don't you little slut." Poppy could only gasp and grit her teeth, screwing her eyes shut until she saw stars.
"Dirty little whore, you tease Him with your ass don't you? I hope He fucks you good." She didn't care what the bitch said, as long as she didn't stop, Poppy was so close!
"You're lucky to have Him. His cock is fucking huge!" That did it.
Poppy leaned forward, grabbing the bitch's head. She half ground her face into her pussy and half humped her ass off the floor against the blonde. She didn't care if she was smothering her, Poppy was going to cum.
"Oh God!" Poppy screamed. She felt everything in her lower body go numb. She could feel the blonde, not fighting her, but instead intensify her lapping at Poppy's pussy. She must be giving her a bath, with how wet she felt. She continued to grind the bitch into her pussy, not holding back anymore.
"Suck it, lick it up!" Poppy yelled at her.
Even if He kicked her out tonight, it would have been worth it. Her orgasm beginning to level out, she felt a lump form in her throat. Whether it was emotional release or not wanting to lose the feeling of the orgasm, she fought the urge to sob.
Her butt hit the floor heavily, she was drained. She could suddenly feel the bitch's hair between her fingers as if for the first time. She forced her hands to relax, wondering how badly she had pulled the other woman's hair.
Poppy sat, panting, leaning forward, not sure she was okay. Feeling emotional turmoil, at her for being an intruder; at Him for bringing her into their lives; at herself for enjoying it.
She heard the blonde, right in front of her, still level with her soaked pussy.
"Did you enjoy that?" she asked with an evil giggle. Poppy didn't acknowledge her.
"Roll over little slut. I'm not done with you yet." She heard her say. Again, Poppy ignored her.
She felt the bitch smack at her bent leg.
"Come on, you're my little plaything, and I'm not done yet." Poppy knew He was watching and started to roll over. She took her time though.
"Doggy style, little slut." Poppy obeyed, thrusting her butt obscenely at the voice behind her.
The bitch squealed with delight. "That's what I want!" She heard her say.
Poppy felt her roughly grab her butt cheeks and spread them widely.
"I'm going to make you cum from this, just because its so embarrassing." the blonde rasped at Poppy, still holding her cheeks apart.
Poppy responded by pushing her butt back at the blonde.
At first she thought the blonde was using her finger again at her rear entrance. She felt something warm and wet lightly going around her hole. Pushing back again, she felt it withdraw, then stab at her tight hole.
As it began to push into her, she realized it was the blonde's tongue stabbing her anus.
"How's that feel, whore?" She asked Poppy, still holding her open. Poppy was too busy enjoying it. She felt a double sting as the blonde smacked both her cheeks at the same time.
"Answer me!"
Poppy smile smugly to herself, she enjoyed frustrating the bitch.
"Please, do it some more," she cooed at the blonde. She decided to enjoy it. If this was the only satisfaction she was going to get, then to hell with it. If He wanted to make her feel terrible by fucking some other woman while He forced her to listen then she wanted her turn.
The blonde had gone back to tongue-fucking her asshole and calling her names between licks.
"Damn, little slut....is your pussy wet....you like taking it in the ass don't you?" the blonde was almost rambling with sexual desire.
Abruptly, Poppy didn't feel her licking her anymore. She heard the woman giggle again. She had let go of Poppy and moved away. Poppy remained where she was, face resting on the floor, butt in the air.
She heard the blonde mutter something and laugh, start to move back towards her.
Suddenly the woman was on top of her, rubbing her crotch against Poppy's upturned ass. She leaned forward and Poppy could feel her nipples brush against her back.
"Are you ready for me?" she breathed in Poppy's ear, her voice a throaty, mischievous whisper. What did she mean by that?
Suddenly the blonde straightened, lifting off Poppy. She heard the unmistakable sound of the lube opening. A warm glob suddenly poked into her butthole. Tensing, Poppy raised her head. She had a feeling of what was going to happen.
The blonde laughed. "Don't tense, it will make it go easier." She purred.
Poppy felt something hard lightly smack against her greased up crack. Long and narrow she felt the smooth sides of a dildo.
Another few smacks and she felt the plastic toy lift away from her. Quickly the blonde began short jabs at the anus.
"No, No!" Poppy heard herself saying. "No, you can't." She tried to calm herself. She had been having fun but now the blonde was pushing it too far. "No, you can't do that, that's for Him!"
The jabbing didn't stop.
"No, you can't!" she pleaded again. "Its only for Him!"
She felt the plastic cock of the strap-on press against her butt and stay there. Leaning forward, the blonde was against speaking right into her ear.
"Who do you think told me to do this?"
Poppy paused in midbreath. He told her? If He told her, wouldn't she have to submit? She knew He would never let her come to harm. Maybe He would enjoy watching them. Maybe this was another test for her. If she was being tested, if this was going to please Him, she would want to submit. She tried to relax. Bending forward again, she rested her face on the floor. If He wanted to see how she would react, He better prepare Himself. She planned to outdo herself.
"You’re going to fuck me?" She asked the blonde in a pretended innocent voice.
"You know it, little slut. I'm going to ream out that ass." The blonde shot back. She was really getting into this too.
Again, Poppy pushed her ass back toward the blonde and her fake cock.
"Do me good, I'm a virgin and I want it bad!" Poppy gritted her teeth to the blonde.
Between the blonde's thrusts and Poppy shoving back, the head of the toy pushed through easily. Poppy wanted it. All negative thoughts of her experiences with anal sex had been pushed far from her mind. She wasn't being forced, she wanted this, more than anything she could ever remember. She wanted to feel the full feeling of being penetrated and fucked by a large cock in her anus. The fact that it was from another woman was an even bigger turn on. She could just as easily fucked her in the pussy, but it was naughtier to be taking her virgin butt.
"Fuck me," Poppy heard herself pant. "Fuck me!"
She felt the blonde plant her feet on either side of Poppy's legs, the blonde's hands on the small of her back.
"Tell me you like it," She breathed.
Poppy turned her head to the blonde. "I love it," she said smiling.
"You want more you slut?" The blonde questioned her. She was so worked up, Poppy could feel the spittle on her back from the blonde.
Poppy grinned to herself. "I can barely feel it!" She screamed at the blonde. It only seemed to fuel her already enraged sex drive.
The blonde began to push harder on Poppy's back while she started to slam the dildo into her butt. She was like a piston, reminding Poppy of the anal machine, only much, much larger.
Poppy lost her bravado as the blonde's thrust reached a pitch. She slammed into Poppy, unable to even speak now, wailing and gasping as she fucked Poppy with the strap on.
The fast, hard anal pounding was beginning to build up in Poppy. She could feel the blonde hammering into her, each ram giving her a wave of pleasure. But instead of letting one wave pass and then getting ready for the next, the waves were building crashing into one another. Poppy could feel a orgasm coming from anal sex.
The blonde was uncontrollably driving into her. Poppy didn't think she could stop herself if she wanted to, and Poppy certainly didn't want her to!
"Oh, god," the blonde screamed. "Ohgodohgodohgodohgod." she began to babble. The blonde bitch mumbled until she was out of breath, drew in a sharp ragged breath and wailed.
"I'm cumming!!!"
Poppy felt one large push into her and the blonde held it there. Then the blonde, who now sounded like she was crying, began short, hard, spasmic jabs into Poppy.
"Oh, god, cummmmmmming!" she wailed.
Poppy couldn't believe that she was giving this woman an orgasm from fucking her anally. She felt the thought add to her build-up and suddenly she yelped as her own orgasm began to exploded.
She squeezed her blindfolded eyes shut, gnashing her teeth together. One hand shot to her inflamed pussy and began trying to rub her clit, the other tugged on her nipple. She was shaking so badly she could hardly find her clit, let alone keep her hand on it.
Poppy actually found her ears were ringing. She had given up on playing with her clit, orgasm had limited her ability to perform fine motor functions. She mainly was smacking and slapping at herself, using the jolts of pain to ride out her orgasm.
"Oh, god! No more! Stop! Shut it off!" she heard the blonde saying above her. The dildo was still firmly in Poppy's butt, but the blonde had stopped spasmodically stabbing it into her finally.
Over the sounds of the blonde trying to catch her breath, Poppy heard an unmistakable low chuckle. She wasn't sure what was going on.
"Did you enjoy that?" He asked.
The blonde suddenly withdrew the dildo in one quick motion and Poppy could feel her feet hitting the floor heavily as she staggered backward, her legs weak. Poppy heard the squeak of the couch as the blonde sat down hard.
"Oh god!" the blonde panted again.
Another chuckle from Him. "I think its time to let Poppy in on what's been going on."
Poppy had remained on the floor, partly from obedience, partly from being too drained to move.
"Poppy, come over here." He called to her from across the room.
Weakly, shakily, she stood and walked over to the sound of His voice. She stopped as her leg bumped the couch arm.
"You may remove the blindfold, Little One," He told her.
Drawing away the silk scarf, Poppy blinked in the soft lighting of the playroom. Looking around, she saw the blonde had stumbled back onto the second leather couch. She lay, sprawled on the seat breathing hard, totally nude, her legs spread. Poppy stole a look at the dark "racing stripe" above her sex. The strap-on toy lay discarded on the floor near her feet. She looked up at Poppy and smiled widely.
"That was the best." She breathed. "How do I get this out?" She turned her head to ask Him.
"Just tug on the wire." He replied.
Poppy watched, surprised, as the blonde lifted a leg straight in the air to reveal the antenna wire of the vibrating egg hanging out of her backside. She tugged it slowly, enjoying it as it spread her open and plopped out.
Turning back to Him, Poppy saw Him set the vibrator remote down on a side table, turn, and look up at her with a smile.
Only then did it occur to her, He was fully dressed.
His suit coat lay across the opposite arm of the couch and His tie had been removed, but other than that He hadn't taken anything off. Looking back to the area of the playroom where she and the blonde had been rutting like animals, she saw the same kind of machine that had penetrated her virgin anus sitting on the floor.
Obviously the blonde was not a virgin as the toy on the end was monstrous. Evidentially it was the machine, and not Him, that had fucked her earlier.
Poppy couldn't help but smile.
"We have been enjoying your show." He said to her, pointing with a television remote to a large flat TV that hung on one wall of the playroom. Activating it, He displayed to her the tape He had made of her on the second day, strapped to the table taking the anal toy. Poppy flushed.
He tapped another button and the tape advanced to herself sitting on the chaise lounge outside on the third day. Her fingers were buried inside her, working herself to orgasm.
Poppy dropped her gaze, embarrassed.
"Oh, honey, don't feel that way." The blonde had come to her side and placed her hands on Poppy's shoulders. She genuinely sounded sympathetic. "It was the hottest thing I have ever seen! You're movies are what made me cum. You are so beautiful."
Poppy glanced to her, chewing her lip, but finding nothing but a friendly, smiling face in return. Suddenly overcome, Poppy turned and hugged the blonde. Momentarily surprised, the blonde hugged her back. They could feel each other's naked, sweat covered, bodies pressing against each other, but it was more of a spiritual connection than sexual. The two of them had shared something two people, let alone two women, rarely shared with one another.
Breaking the embrace, Poppy glanced back at the life sized image of herself cumming on the chaise lounge.
"No one else has seen these tapes, Poppy." He said assuring her and standing. "They are ours for private enjoyment." He came to her. She lowered her eyes as usual, but felt His hand on her chin, lifting it so they looked into each others eyes.
"You have made me very happy. And tonight, you have passed the final test." He reached past her for a small black box on the end table. "This is for you, to prove you are mine."
He held the box out in front of her and opened it. Inside was a black silk ribbon with a charm. As He lifted it, she saw that it was a choker and the charm was silver, reading "Little One" in ***. The dot above the "i" was a diamond.
She gaped at it. He now made it official. If she wanted, she could stay with Him. She would be collared, literally, and be His, if she wanted.
She stood, studying the choker in front of her thinking. She looked up to Him, into His handsome face, His warm hazel eyes. How could she not?
She turned her back on Him. Gathering her hair, she pulled it aside so He could fasten the choker behind her neck.
Turning back to Him, she saw that He was smiling widely at her. Drawing His arms around her, He pulled her close. She folded her arms against her chest and rested her head against Him, savoring the close, protected feeling she got from being in His arms.
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