Concubine

by JonnySchweer and mrhungry

Public Pleasures

The young man sat at a computer in the public library, checking his e-mails, and browsing the information super-highway, a duffel bag sat on the floor next to him. He was waiting for someone - a woman, no, a lady-friend; more accurately, a part time lover and erotic enthusiast.

"Jon?" a soft voice broke his concentration as a youthful woman stepped close to him. She was quite beautiful; bright blue eyes and a small angular face with an angular chin, framed by strawberry blond hair that cascaded halfway down her back.

"Oh wh-," Jon began as he looked up to see Gwendolyn, the woman he had been waiting for.

"Good to see you made it, sweetie."

The young woman leaned over and whispered, "You know I couldn't resist the invitation, sir." That last word spoken so softly into his ear he could feel the heat of her breath.

Jon smiled. He knew she liked his adventurous streak, and his invitation to meet him in the public library had surely aroused her curiosity. Her use of the word ‘sir' told him that she was ready for whatever he had planned. When it came to sexual role playing, and various other little kinks, she didn't seem to mind that he ‘took charge,' in fact he was sure that was what kept her coming back to him.

"Come follow me," he said as he logged off the computer and reached down to grab the duffel bag. When he stood and walked off she fell into step behind him, a sweet smile on her face.

Jon led her across the library to a short hallway that led to the restrooms and then stopped to open the door to the ‘family' restroom.

Holding the door open, he looked at her and asked, "Well? Are you going in or not?"

The young woman blushed. She knew that his question was not simply one of entering the restroom, but whether she was going to submit to his control or not. Her heart beat wildly as she bowed her head down a little and tried not to seem out of place as she walked into the washroom. Jon closed and locked the door as he entered behind her, and dropped the duffel bag on the floor.

"Strip." The order was simple and direct.

"Wha-" she asked surprised, but not offended. "W...we're going to ‘do it' here?" The thought of doing something so risky in a public place both terrified her and excited her,

"No," Jon said, "now do as I say. Take your clothes off; I have a little something for you."

"Of c...course," she replied and silently began to undress. She removed her outer clothing, folded them neatly, and then quickly took off her underwear and socks, leaving her standing naked in front of her lover. A million scenarios flashed through her head of what would come next, but she knew Jon was in control now, and would tell her what to do.

Jon admired the naked girl before him. A college freshman, he knew she had just turned nineteen the previous month. The fact that he was fifteen years older than she was didn't seem to matter to her. Of course, he could easily pass as a man in his early twenties, but she knew his age, and he suspected she was drawn to him because of it.

"You have such a lovely body," he complimented.

"Thank you," Gwendolyn responded with a sweet smile and blushed cheeks that made her look even younger.

Jon took her clothes, put them in the duffel bag, and pulled out a hot pink jumble of fabric which he handed to her. "Here, put this on."

She held the costume out and let it unroll to its full length. It was one of the full body spandex bodysuits that she had seen some dance students wearing a few weeks back. Her comments to Jon about the hot pink outfits came back to her, and she grinned, knowing he had somehow gotten a hold of one for her.

The young woman instantly went from excited to aroused as she looked at the outfit. Once on, the bright pink fabric would cling to her body like a second skin, and would even cover her feet and hands. The thought of being encapsulated in the thin spandex was already making her wet between her thighs!

Running the fabric over her stomach and breasts, she soaked in the cool smooth feel of it for a moment before holding it out to find the zipper. When she located it, she carefully pulled it down, hearing the clicking of the teeth until it was fully open.

With equal care, she eased one foot and leg into the costume, then the other, and gently pulled until both feet were properly positioned on the floor. Standing up, she tugged the outfit up and over her hips.

"Mmmm," she said, feeling the fabric tickle her smooth legs. "It feels sensational," she giggled.

The material stretched over her curves, hugging them, slinging snugly to her form while allowing for a free range of movement without being restrictive.

She slowly pulled the material over her belly and slipped one arm into the spandex sleeve.

"Oooooohhhh," she let out softly, feeling the cool fabric caress her skin. As she slipped her other arm into the costume, her skin tingled with pleasure as the cool material of slid over her body.

Turning slightly, Gwen looked at her reflection in the mirror and saw she was completely covered from the neck down in the hot pink material. Jon took the zipper, now just above her backside, and gently pulled it up to where it ended at the base of her neck. She was now trapped in the hot pink costume.

"You look like a wonderful pink candy," Jon said, as he ran his hands over her spandex clad body. He could feel her react to his touch, and knew his touch would affect her. He'd had a fascination with spandex since he was a child and had secretly tried on his sister's one-piece bathing suit. It felt so good! So smooth and silky! He unexpectedly became aroused and had masturbated to an almost immediate orgasm.

"That feels so nice!" she gushed, interrupting his thoughts.

"There's more," Jon said as he squatted down to pull a pair of pink pumps out of the duffel bag and set them on the floor for her to step into. Jon helped guide her feet into the shoes, and then caressed her calves and thighs, getting a rush from the smooth second skin of his lover's legs.

Digging into his duffel bag again, he removed and object and held it up for her to see.

"What are you going to...How am I...?" The sight of the pink Venus Butterfly vibrator stunned the young woman. It had been totally unexpected.

Jon gave her a wickedly playful smile and said, "You just do what I tell you and leave the thinking to me."

"Yes sir," she replied, feeling her arousal grow at his rebuke. She loved it when he ordered her around and spoke harshly to her. It turned her on to meekly follow his orders, even when it was something she would normally not do…especially when it was something she would normally not do

Still kneeling, Jon reached between her legs and worked the zipper that was sewn into the crotch of the bodysuit and opened it, feeling her legs open slightly to accommodate his hands.

"Hands behind your back," he hissed, and watched her move quickly into position, and tried not to grin as he corrected her sloppy stance. He took the butterfly vibe and positioned it over her pussy, and then gently pushed it home, into her privates.

The model he had purchased came with straps, but knowing the suit would hold it in place, the straps had been removed. There was also an optional bullet stimulator which he had pushed through its little hole and was now penetrating his lover's vagina. He made sure the vibrator's little gelatin ‘wings' were positioned over her pussy lips, and the butterfly's vibrating head was nestled against her clit. Carefully, he pulled the zipper back into place, sealing the device inside the skin of the tight suit.

Standing, Jon gazed at his little plaything and saw how gorgeous she looked. The pretty pink spandex bodysuit looked like it had been sprayed over her feminine curves.

"Oh fuck..." She moaned, partly because of how she felt, snugly held in the tight grip of the bodysuit, partly because of the lust she saw in Jon's eyes, partly due to the device held firmly against her sex, and partly because of what Jon was holding in his hand; the wireless remote for the vibrator.

"Now how does that feel, sweetie?" Jon asked as he rubbed his hand over her spandex covered crotch, watching her sink into his hand and her face showing an obvious wave of pleasure. He leaned in and gave her a soft kiss. "Doesn't it feel good?"

She couldn't help but to enjoy the feeling of the foreign item inside her, placed there by her lover, and his gentle stroking of her loins. He was making her so horny she could barely stand up straight, as she knew she should.

"Yessssss," she let out a pleasured sigh.

She watched Jon reach back into the duffel bag and pull out a pink studded collar that had a brass tag dangling in the front. The tag was held close to her face so she could see what had been etched into it.

"Read the tag, sweetie," Jon cooed.

"Property of Jon," she read aloud. A cool knot began to form in her stomach, but she fully trusted him, so she enjoyed the idea that she would be his property and he would keep her safe.

"Once I put this on you," Jon began, "you will no longer be a person, but merely a thing that I can use and misuse in any way I wish. You have no rights, until I give them back to you, do you understand?"

The thought of being Jon's ‘thing' was very exciting to her. He was taking this farther than they had ever ‘played' before, and while it was something she had fantasized about, now it seemed it would become a reality. She trusted him, and wondered what it would be like to really be under his complete control.

"Yes, I do," she finally replied knowing she had just agreed to turn herself over to him.

Jon smiled and gave her another kiss. "Thank you," he said as he slipped the collar around her neck and closed the clasp. "You will now address me as ‘Master,' is that understood."

"Yes...Master," she answered, and watched as he pressed a button on the remote.

Instantly, she felt a massive wave of pleasuring vibrations radiate throughout her loins. She cried out in surprise as she felt her body becoming even more aroused.

Jon pressed the remote again, turning off the butterfly vibe, and looked at her. "Are you ready to be out in public, pet?"

Feeling the vibrations stop, she composed herself, stroked her belly and adjusted the zipper over her crotch. She slowly nodded and smiled, feeling a unique mixture of excitement and apprehension.

"Yes, Master."

Jon picked up the duffel bag, opened the bathroom door and looked at, for lack of a better term, his voluntary concubine. He watched as she sauntered out of the washroom; the soft wiggle of her ass displayed through the tight pink spandex that squeezed over her rump.

She blushed and looked around the library, trying not to be too obvious as she looked to see if anyone was paying attention to her. Partly because she was otherwise naked aside from a thin material covering her entire body, partly because of the secret knowledge that she was nothing more than a plaything to the man who she now called ‘Master.'

Jon walked out next to her. "Come on, pet," he said, "Let's get some coffee."

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Standing next to Jon, the feeling of being out of place because of the hot-pink bodysuit she wore was beginning to wear off, but she loved the idea of his control over her, especially when the vibrator within her privates could go off in public at any time.

"And what would you like ma'am," the attendant asked.

"Tea, with milk and sugar," she answered. A minute later she was handed a to-go cup with her order and she went to sit with Jon in a booth.

He watched her as she came over and sat down. As she sat down he turned the butterfly vibe on full power and watched her reaction. The surprise of the activation almost made her drop her tea as she flopped down onto the seat.

Biting her lip, she closed her eyes and shot a hand down to her loins and tried to suppress any sounds that would give away the sensations she was feeling.

Waves of pleasure radiated from her loins, causing her to press her legs together and lean back into the padded seats. She wanted to moan, almost scream out loud in pleasure, but she knew it would be inappropriate; even embarrassing. And she knew how Jon loved to tease and torture her like this.

Smiling to himself, Jon watched her desperately try and hold her reactions in, with mixed results. After enjoying his little plaything's dilemma for several minutes, he turned the vibrator on low.

Letting out slow, deep and steady breaths, she felt her body relax. "Thank you, Master."

Jon chuckled, "But of course, sweetie. I do so love having you enjoy yourself." He watched as she seemed to recover from the effects of the powerful little vibrator. "I've also planned for a photo-shoot for us later. Hope you don't mind," he added as he sipped his coffee.

She blushed and felt very shy about having her picture taken while she was being force masturbated in her hot-pink catsuit. "No Master, I don't mind at all," she said as she sipped her tea, enjoying the warmth of the fluid as it slid through her insides.

"Good, good," Jon said. "I know a photographer who might encourage us to try something new."

After finishing their drinks, Jon lead the spandex-clad woman though the mall, making his way to a small performance theater.

She followed Jon, currently her Master, standing off to his left and a pace behind him, as she knew she was supposed to. She kept her head down, but her eyes kept moving, looking around to see if anyone was watching her being paraded in her tight pink bodysuit. There was a certain arousal she felt at this exhibitionism, and she enjoyed the thrill of uncertainty that her ‘Master' created by not telling her where he was taking her.

The two of them came to a pair of large double doors with "Wolfe Performance Hall" written on a placard above the doors. Jon opened one of the doors and just looked at her.

"Thank you, Master," she answered softly as she walked through the doors and took in where she was. It was a small stage theater of approximately a hundred seats and an open concept stage in front. She heard her master lock the door to the theater, restricting access to the rest of the general public, but the thrill of being in such a public space was still very exciting.

"Suki?" Jon called out as he began walking down the steps of the aisle. "Are you here?"

"Right here," a strong voice called back. A woman came out from the side, her long black hair falling like a waterfall to just above her backside.

She noticed that the woman that her Master called out to wore a tight red sleeveless spandex unitard. A camera hung from a strap over her shoulder. As she got closer she noticed that Suki had strong and distinctly Japanese features, was about her own age, and was quite beautiful.

"Jon!" she called out gleefully as she gave him a hug. "You made it, and it looks like you brought along your little concubine."

Gwendolyn began to feel a bit jealous as she saw Suki embrace her Master. She also felt a little insulted being referred to as a concubine. How dare this woman call her that?! She was well educated, and from a wealthy family, and knew full well the meaning of the word.

As she watched her master hug the photographer, Gwen's cheeks reddened. Concubine… maybe that term did fit her, even though she was wealthy, she had been drawn to Jon because of how he controlled her, how he used her. He used her for sex, yet had no intention of marrying her. It was this rather humiliating arrangement that she found so damned arousing! Now she was even calling him Master!

Gwendolyn averted her eyes from the scene of affection before her. The arousal she was feeling from her situation could not be denied. Standing there in the tight spandex bodysuit, awaiting her Master's orders was probably the most erotic thing she had ever done. She looked up again to look at Jon and wondered how he knew so well what turned her on!

Jon and Suki turned and stepped closer to Gwendolyn. "I'm going to get changed and I'd like you to take a few pictures of," Jon went silent for a second, looked at her, and with a smile continued, "my little concubine before you take some of the two of us together. Is that okay with you?" He liked the word Suki had used to describe Gwendolyn, and decided to use it himself.

"Of course it is, sweetie," Suki said as she looked at the pink-clad girl her friend had brought with him.

Jon looked at Gwendolyn. "Now be a good girl and do what she tells you to do. If you do well, there'll be a treat in it for you." He held out the remote for the butterfly vibe and turned it to a slightly higher setting so it would slowly work on his concubine's private.

She blushed and nodded. "Thank you, Master" she gasped slightly as she felt the toy activate and watched him walk off stage, leaving her alone with the photographer.

Suki looked at Jon's little subbie. She was certainly cute, especially in that form hugging bodysuit.

"Come over here, concubine, and lean against the table. I want to take a few full-body pictures of you."

The more Gwen heard the term used, the more she liked it; the more it turned her on. As the concubine, she could totally shed her rich girl likeness, and be the kept woman she fantasized about.

Doing as she was told, the concubine leaned back over the edge of the table, and pulled a few strands of her strawberry blond hair so they dangled over her pink-clad mounds. She changed her poses when instructed by Suki, slowly climbing more and more onto the table, quickly moving from sitting on the edge to eventually laying across it.

She felt rather shy posing so suggestively for another woman, but couldn't help feeling more and more aroused, not only because of the butterfly vibe pressed against her sex, but also knowing that the photos being taken were for her Master.

"So how is my little concubine?" Jon's voice cut though her thoughts. She looked over and saw her Master in a bodysuit like her own, only his was a bright orange color.

He walked up onto the stage and over to where she was posing. When he pressed himself against her, she could feel his firm erection through the thin material of their suits. She wanted to stroke and fondle that barely hidden penis.

"The little concubine is quite photogenic, and has been a good little girl for me," Suki replied.

"Good, good," Jon said with a smile as he rubbed the tight fabric that covered his concubine's backside.

"I've brought something to go with your outfit," Jon said to his concubine as he opened a bag he had brought with him. He reached in and pulled out a meter-long, soft pink, transparent, jelly like object that looked like a tail. It had the look of an edible gummy bear with one end that was formed into a unique pear-shaped tip.

Concubine's eyes widened as she recognized the pear-like end of the item; it was shaped like the butt-plugs she had seen her Master admiring at the sex shops they had gone to the last time they were together. It was obvious where it was going to go!

The butt-plug tip was presented to her face. "Get it nice and wet," Jon ordered.

A cold knot welled in her belly as she leaned forward and took the plug into her mouth, soaking it with her saliva. With Suki standing there, her camera clicking away, Concubine could not remember ever being so embarrassed in her life.

When the end of the tail was removed from her mouth, a long strand of saliva trailed off behind it. With one of her Master's hands holding the tail, and the other on her spandex covered shoulder, the fingers pulling down the zipper covering her crotch had to be Suki's. She wanted to swing her ass away, but knew she would be rebuked for doing that. It was difficult, but she remained still as Suki pulled the zipper to the end.

Jon moved behind her, and Concubine soon felt two hands on her ass cheeks, gently spreading them apart. On one side she felt her master's warm, strong, hand and on the other Suki's smaller, more delicate hand.

Concubine felt completely vulnerable, as both people holding her buttocks stared at her exposed sphincter. A moment later she felt the end of the plug being pressed against her. She gyrated her ass slightly as the plug was firmly pressed against her, and within a few moments she felt a dull plop and then a pleasant pressure inside her backside.

"There," Jon said. "My concubine is now becoming a beautiful pink panther."

She couldn't help but blush again. She knew that felines, like the characters form CATS, were one of her Master's fetishes.

"Up you go, kitty," Jon commanded, "and model your new tail for us."

Silently she obeyed, sliding gently off the table. Standing up, she felt the butt-plug press against the wand of the vibe inside, doubling the sensations.

She happened to catch her reflection in a nearby mirror and admired what she saw. The jelly-like material of the tail emerged from between her butt cheeks and as she moved, bent over, and swayed, it had a nice organic movement to it. The pressure of the butt-plug complimented the vibe inside her, and she couldn't help but enjoy the sensations.

She looks so cute," Suki giggled as she watched Jon's concubine slowly turn and model herself.

"I agree," Jon said as he squeezed one of Concubine's ass cheeks. "She looks sensational."

"Thank you Master," Concubine blushed as she snuggled close to her master, running her pink covered hand over his orange covered chest. She rested her cheek against his shoulder and kissed him.

Suki smiled and lifted her camera, "Now for a few shots of the two of you together."

"All right," Jon said. "Well, my little Concubine," he began, "get me ready."

"Yes Master," Concubine said, knowing exactly what he meant by that. She knelt down in front of Master, grasped the crotch zipper between her finger and thumb, slowly opened it, and gently pulled his erection out from under his suit.

Carefully stroking the flesh in her hand she kissed the tip, stood up, and cuddled close to him. She cradled his erection, the tips of her fingers near his balls and the tip of his cock near her palm.

With a shudder, Jon wrapped his arm around his concubine, gently pulling some of her strawberry blond hair aside to reveal her face. "Smile for the camera, sweetie."

Jon smiled and kissed his Concubine while the camera shutter clicked repeatedly, "So pretty."

They kissed, cuddled, and groped each other for several minutes while the photographer captured the lustful actions on film.

"Jonny," Suki, said softly, "how would you like to make a little video?"

"That sounds like a wonderful idea," Jon answered.

"Over here," Suki called. "I thought you might want to have a soft place, so I prepared this earlier." She pointed to a large thick deep purple comforter with several matching pillows.

"Good thinking," Jon returned. He walked over to the comforter, flopped onto it and got comfortable. As he positioned himself against the pillows with his legs out, he heard the soft purring of his spandex bodysuit along the satin comforter and pillows. He motioned to Concubine, "come on over, sweetie."

"Happily," she replied as she walked most of the way over to Jon and then got down on her hands and knees and slowly crawled the rest of the way. She playfully rubbed her head, almost cat-like, along his leg, kissing him as she went.

"This is a wonderful setup," Suki said.

Jon looked over and saw his friend had a small tri-pod set up for the camera which was now aimed at him and Concubine as she kissed her way up his leg.

Jon smiled and stroked his Concubine's head as she came closer, "Suck me off, my sweet Concubine."

Concubine nodded. She knew how her Master liked her to service his privates, but she had never performed that task in front of another person before, let alone while being filmed. Still, that wouldn't change how she would do it.

She carefully clasped his testicles with one hand, rolling them slowly in her hot-pink colored fingers; the other stroking the middle of his shaft. Slow butterfly kisses started at the base of his tip and eventually moved to licking and sucking playfully on his tip, taking the entire head into her mouth.

Moaning softly at the attention his penis was getting, Jon carefully stroked Concubine's strawberry-blond hair away from her face, allowing the camera to see her face as she attended to him.

"You're so beautiful," Jon cooed as he stroked and petted her head. "It's time you enjoyed some attention too." He pressed the remote to the butterfly vibe and heard her moan deeply. The vibrations of that moan tickled his member.

Concubine felt proud at the compliment from her Master, but she also felt a certain shame and embarrassment in sharing such an intimacy with her Master with a stranger...well...a stranger to her. The fact that her Master and this Suki woman were close added to her humiliation.

And now, not only was she being watched by someone she didn't know as she was preforming oral sex, but she was also being videotaped. The thought gave her a thrill of excitement. She had seen a few pornographic movies and wondered how the actresses felt when doing them, and now she knew, or...maybe it was the little butterfly buzzing happily against her clit that was giving her those lustfully hot sensations!

"How are you feeling?" Suki asked as she sat on the other side of Jon, making sure she was outside the frame as she gave him a kiss.

"Wonderful," Jon answered. He stopped and patted the head of his Concubine, "not too much sweetie."

He shuddered and felt a small spurt of semen seep from his member. "I want to finish you properly."

Concubine tasted the warm fluid erupt from her Master, surprising her as she made sure that she made no mess. After a swallow, "of course, Master," she answered as she sat up, licking her lips.

"Want to have a complete pink panther to screw?" Suki asked.

"Jon looked over at the photographer. "What do you have in mind?"

"I have plenty of props here," Suki answered. "Let me dig for a second." She rolled away to the edge of the purple comforter and then held out a pink feline themed face mask. It would cover the top two thirds of a face, with unique feline eye holes and a pair of triangular cat ears at the top of the mask and a long purple ribbon that would hold the mask on the wearer's head. "I think it will fit your little Concubine nicely."

"I do believe it would too," Jon answered as he took the mask "Come here my little Concubine."

Concubine snuck forward, and with a smile, she held her head forward. Jon took the purple ribbon from the back of the mask, loosened it, and carefully positioned the mask over Concubine's face. "There, a perfect pink pussy."

"Thank you Master," Concubine said.

Jon gave a soft kiss to his feline-themed Concubine.

"Now be a sweetie and get on your hands and knees."

With a smile Concubine did as she was told.

Jon knelt behind his Concubine and gave her a soft slap on her backside. She playfully made a mewling noise.

"I do so like it when you do that," Jon said softly. He ran his hands over her spandex-covered ass and then to the crotch zipper of her suit. His fingers explored the wetness of her flesh, and her mewing grew even louder.

"Mmm, it feels like you're ready for me, you little slut." He reached down and removed the butterfly vibe, which elicited a sharp gasp from his girl.

Concubine moaned as she felt the vibe get pulled out of her privates with a wet slurp. She missed the feeling of it inside her until she felt something warm and moist dancing over her clit and neither lips. She let out a slow deep purr-like moan as she enjoyed the feeling of her master's tongue probing her sex.

Jon stopped licking up his pet Concubine's loins, and licked the wetness from his lips. "Ready for me, my pink pussy?"

Concubine gave a playful mew in acknowledgement. In spite of being in front of another person who was actively watching her and her Master, she wanted him inside of her. "Please, Master."

With a slow and steady motion, Jon pushed his own moistened member into her. "GOD, that feels so good."

Concubine moaned playfully as she rocked with her Master's rhythmic motions. Feeling each new thrust push into her, she leaned forward and braced herself on one of the pillows, emitted a grunt as she felt each new sensation crash against her flesh.

Without a warning, Jon gripped the hips of his Concubine, forcing his member into her flesh as hard as he could, having it pitch against the inside of her walls, and feeling his body shudder from the explosion of his fluids from his member into her.

Concubine's eyes widened and she gasped as she felt her Master grip her hips, forcing himself even deeper into her. As he pitched inside her, touching walls that never got touched before, the butt-plug seemed to massage her own loins and she felt the warmth explode deep within her own privates. She gripped the pillow and softly whimpered as she felt the orgasm of her lover and Master set off her orgasm. She felt new waves of pleasure crash against her muscles.

Letting out a cry of ecstasy, her body stiffened and, for what seemed like an eternity, she felt the rapture of the bond between two individuals as they reached completion together. After several long moments, she began to feel the soft stroking of his fingers over her arms as she heard his panting in her ears.

They lay together on the soft comforter, their bodies still entwined. Concubine felt his gentle caresses along her hips, and up over her breasts, but realized it was Suki who was lovingly caressing her while her Master held her.

The soft touches felt amazing, and she soaked them in as she snuggled even closer to her Master.

Coming from a rich and rigidly religious family where sex, or even intimacy of any sort, was discouraged until after marriage, in serving her Master, Concubine felt freer than she ever felt before.

Her life was purrfect.