More Molly ~ Pt 2

"I want to make a few things perfectly clear!" Marcus said in a stern voice, as Molly disappeared out of the room. "Josh is not welcome in this house. If he returns, he will be immediately removed from the premises." He eyed the man before him with narrowed eyes.

"I will understand if you feel the same about me." Rob said.

Marcus motioned for Rob to sit and did the same. "I will make that decision after I learn more about you and this situation." He said. "But I intend to make it clear that I, and no one else, make the rules around here."

"I understand completely." Rob nodded. "I can explain what happened here, if you are interested?" Marcus said nothing, but nodded for him to continue.

"I met up with Josh earlier today. He's not a regular acquaintance of mine, just the family connection. He had been drinking, quite a bit from what I could see, and early in the day. He started telling me about Molly, and how she was living lately. Then he said he'd let me see with my own eyes if I wanted to." Rob gave Marcus a long glance.

"I see." There was a long pause, then Marcus spoke again. "But when Josh told you about Molly, you were intrigued? You were curious? What made you come here with him? This was your own sister he was telling you about, after all."

Rob sighed and gave Marcus a crooked grin. "To be honest, everything he told me made me horny as heck! To have a woman being treated like that, knowing it was my sister. I wanted to see it. Even more, I wanted to take part."

"You came hoping to get the chance to fuck her?"

"Think what you will of me, but yes. For years I've read about stuff like this. I always knew that if I ever could fuck one of my sisters, Molly would be the one I'd want to do it to."

Marcus smiled. "Interesting choice of words." Rob looked at him questioningly and he clarified his statement. "Do it to as opposed to do it with. You talk like a Dom."

Rob grinned slightly. "I know a Master and his slave when I see one Marcus. I've never done anything like that, but I've looked into it and I've read about it. It's always been in the back of my mind, always been something I'd like to get into, but I've had no idea where to start."

"You are interested in the lifestyle then?"

Rob nodded. "Very much so."

Marcus eyed the man for a long time in silence before he spoke again. "Tell me, you say you've always wanted to fuck Molly. Why did you never do it?"

"Because she was my sister, I respected her." Rob said genuinely.

Marcus shrugged. "Well she's still your sister, and you fucked her today. Do you still respect her, after that?"

"Absolutely!" Rob said. "I respect her even more now than I ever did."

Marcus held back a smile. "Really? And why is that?"

"Because she never wavered. Oh I know Josh thought he was in control here today, and he was pretty smug about it, but we both know who was really in control. You could have stopped him in his tracks if you'd wanted to. Not sure why you didn't. I saw the way she looked at you, and the way you communicated with her. The way I saw it, she was obligated to do whatever you wanted her to do, and by saying nothing you were telling her to do whatever Josh wanted up until you decided to stop him. She didn't let anything come in the way of her obedience to you, not even fucking me, and I respect her completely for that dedication."

Marcus smiled. "Yes indeed. Let me tell you a little about respect young man. That woman earns my respect every day. It takes a courageous woman to put her safety, in the hands of a man with a whip in his hand. She can do it because she trusts me with her life, and that is because of the respect we have for each other. In my opinion if a Master doesn't respect his slave, then she's in for some serious trouble. That's the kind of Master Josh would be. If he had a slave he would rule her with fear, not respect." He leaned forward as if to punctuate his point. "Molly will do whatever I say, no matter how painful, how degrading or humiliating, how tiring even, because of the bond of trust and respect we have between us as Master and slave. Can you understand that?"

Rob nodded. "Yes Sir, I definitely do. The way I see it, it shouldn't be any other way."

Marcus stood up and walked around the room to stand beside a large window with the drapes drawn. "I'll tell you why I didn't stop him. Oh I'd planned a day full of humiliation and degradation for my slave today anyway, and Josh's treatment of her fell right into my hands, not to mention the unforseen humiliation added by you!" He grinned slightly. "But that wasn't why I let him go on the way he did. A valuable lesson was learned today, although not by Josh. Molly has learned the difference between a respectful Master and a disrespectful one."

Rob was nodding, and Marcus raised his brow as he looked at him. "I'm wondering if perhaps you learned something today too?"

Rob laughed. "And what would that be? That I like fucking my sister?"

Marcus grinned and slowly drew open the drapes, motioning for Rob to join him at the window. "I like you. No, I was wondering if perhaps you learned just how much you like this lifestyle, how much you really want to be a master with a slave of your own?" He stood motionless and watched as Rob joined him to look out the window. There, in a sparsely furnished room on the other side, Molly was crouched on the floor, a huge doberman perched above her, ramming his cock into her with all his animalistic fervour. Marcus studied his guest's expression as the dog took what was clearly his to take, with his insistent hammering. Whimpering and whining, he worked towards his purpose... to release his cum into the bitch beneath him.

Rob swallowed hard, his eyes never leaving the scene before him. "Wow!" he said finally, almost in a whisper. "My God, my cock's getting hard again already!"

"You don't mind seeing your sister mounted by an animal?

Rob glanced only fleetingly at his host, then quickly shook his head and turned back to the window. "Oh no! What I see is a slave bitching for her Master's dogs, one of her regular duties I hope?"

Marcus nodded, and pointed towards two other dogs in the room, one who was lounging sedately by the wall on the other side of the room, and the third who paced impatiently near the mated couple. "We must have talked quite a while, Sultan has already had his turn and is quite contented now. Brutus...." pointing to the dog that was now showing signs of a slight struggle on top of Molly. "...is fully knotted, so even after he cums it will take a while for him to be able to unattach himself from her. Poor Gustav will have to wait, but he won't go far. As soon as Brutus pulls out he'll take his turn with the kennel bitch."

Rob absentmindedly rubbed his cock. "Amazing! I could watch her with them all day. And to hear you talk about her that way.... the kennel bitch!... man it's hot!"

Marcus laughed now. "Pull up a chair, make yourself comfortable, we can continue our conversation here. The window is one way glass and sound-proofed. Molly can neither see nor hear us. She has no way of knowing if this room is empty, or if there is an audience of fifty watching her, her behaviour would be the same either way."

Rob eagerly pulled a chair as close to the glass as he could and sat mesmerized by the sight of Brutus pumping madly into the girl beneath him. After a long silence, during which the dog finally managed to cum in the slave's cunt, and began his whimpering twisting and turning trying to disengage himself from her, Marcus cleared his throat.

"There are good master's and bad ones Rob. Learn from the wrong one and I'd hate to see your slave. I'll teach you everything you need to know if you'd like?"

Rob shot an astonished glance at the other man. "You'd do that?"

Marcus nodded. "I would, but there would be strict conditions. Molly's position here could not be compromised. By that I mean, while you are here, you must remember she is my slave...MY possession, NOT your sister. You would NOT have access to her as a sex object unless I permitted it, and you would have NO say in the activities I choose to engage in with her. In short, if you don't like what I do to her, too bad."

Rob said nothing for some time. He took in Marcus's words and the stern expression on his face, then turned to look at Molly. Brutus, who had finally managed to pull himself out of her, was sauntering off to find a place to rest, while Gustav was eagerly lapping the girl's dripping cunt, his rod already protruding beneath him ready to take her. Rob remained silent as the large dog lifted himself over the waiting girl and, with a yelp, pushed in and began his triumphant onslaught of her cunt.

"It's a deal! You have my word!" Rob said, without taking his eyes off the girl and the dog.



"More Molly ~ Pt 3"