I found out about it from Jerry and Edie, they were kind of the leaders of the young kids that were still in school. There was a general feeling of unhappiness running through the school. The kids were feeling that they were more an object of sexual pleasures than anything else. They wanted more emotions in their sex lives and they had decided that they would no longer participate in sexual activities with adults who just chose them as sex partners for the evening. It became a very complicated situation because adults who did not have children were now put in to a position of not having a partner to go to The House with. Adults who did have children, were not affected because parents and children were of course, intimately involved and these children did not feel upset.
The orphans at the school were especially upset because they had established relationships with many adults and with many other children and they wanted to maintain their sexual activities only with the chosen few who had emotional involvements with them. In essence, what the babies at the school decided was that in the future they were going to chose their special partners and they were not just going to participate in sexual activities with just anyone, as they had in the past. Also they decided that there was other kinds of sexual activities that they wanted to participate in and in which the adults were reluctant to do. They also felt that adults were very judgmental about certain sexual activities and they wanted to change these attitudes.
When Jerry and Edie came to me with these situations, I, of course, went immediately to Sybil and talked to her about it. We planned a meeting with the kids and the school. We didn't want to tell Jason because of his age and we didn't want to upset him.
At the meeting there were all kinds of arguments and discussions going on and I came to realize that the kids had a point. If this community was in fact a community of love and affection and if sex was the general culmination, the natural culmination, then we had to allow the kids to choose their own sexual partners, we couldn't possibly deny them this right. Every thing that the "house" stood for, every philosophy of the community, stood on the fact of affection and tenderness, even more so than the actual sexual act.
And so Sybil and I readily agreed that the babies would of course be able to choose their own partners from that moment on. We also readily agreed that if they wanted to participate in certain sexual activities which the adults had not participated in, they would have that right as well. We cautioned them to try to stay away from anything that would be dangerous or hurtful to them and we asked that they demonstrate to us in some way what it is that they'd like to do so that we could have some sort of control over it. We reminded them that some of them were only six, seven and eight years old and if we allowed the teenage children to make rules and regulations perhaps the younger children would not he taken into account.
At that meeting we decided that the babies at the school would put on a show for the entire house, to try to detail those sexual activities that they were interested in participating in and perhaps even involving some of the adults in.
The children came up with a fabulous idea and the idea was that they would show films at The House rather than participate in the activities themselves. In this way we would all be able to judge for ourselves if we would like to be involved in such activities without trying them first, but by watching them first. And so an evening was planned, an evening with films that the babies would choose and we hoped that the babies strike would be over and everything would be resolved.
As usual, there was an air of excitement at The House. People were ready and waiting. We were all so kind of nervous, not knowing what we would be seeing or how it would effect our community. Tonight was really the beginning of a new process, a new way of dealing with things. In some way we had given the babies a lot of power, as they rightfully deserved and we were all anxious to see how this power would use itself.
The lights went down and the soft whir of the movie camera soon began in the background. The screen was lowered and you could hear the deep breathing of the entire audience, all anticipating, not knowing what we were going to see, but waiting.
The title was, "The Beauty of the Beast", and the beauty who came on screen was certainly a magnificent beast. It was a huge Labrador Retriever with shiny black skin like oiled onyx. You could see his muscles rippling under his back legs as he softly, slowly walked, preening himself in front of the camera. He knew he was beautiful. He turned and his face stared out at the audience, his eyes shining coals in the middle of his face. His nose sniffing, his nostrils flaring, his tongue slightly extended, pink, wet, you could tell that it was hot.
I'd never been interested in animals before, but this one was extraordinary. He truly had a majesty about him as he stood there, head held high. He even seemed to have shoulders the way the tops of his front legs were haunched upwards. His tongue came out a little further and further and we could see that he was breathing harder and harder. He was staring at something off to the right. Then suddenly the object of his vision, the object of his tongue extending further into the screen, was visible to us as well – a magnificent blonde walked towards him.
She was wearing a black chiffon gown flowing, but it had no front. Her tits were standing out before her, huge and firm, melons, pink and delicious. The darkness of the dog next to her was in sharp contrast to her white mellifluous looking skin. Her cunt was exposed also, a huge square cut into the black nightgown and as she turned we could see that her ass was also exposed. There were just strips of fabric around her stomach and flowing down her legs, with all the right parts showing. The pinkness of her skin, the soft ripples, inviting all of us to touch, to look, to enjoy, but it was the dog, that magnificent black animal that was there with her – the dog that could touch and taste and look.
She began swinging her hips towards the dog's face until her pussy was right in his mouth and he did exactly what he was probably trained to do. His huge tongue reached out and went under that mound of delicious looking blond hairs, sticking itself between her legs and pulling itself from her ass forward over her labia.
She spread her legs wide and lay down so we could see everything he was doing. He bent down, not wanting to loose an inch of it, not wanting to stop tasting. He bent his head between her legs and sticking those flaring black nostrils between her legs he buried his face and mouth and tongue. We couldn't see exactly how he was doing it, but he was certainly burrowed way in there.
Her legs were spread wide apart and she wrapped her knees around his head bringing her feet together. Her hands were dug into his ass and scratching his back, pulling him further and further into her crotch. She was writhing in ecstasy, screeching and moaning all over the floor, pulling herself along the floor, not able to control herself, thrusting her pelvic area up into the dog's face as though sucking his mouth.
She started screaming, "Fuck me, fuck me, you beautiful black animal, you gorgeous black, shiny creature. Fuck me!" The dog was doing exactly what she wanted with his mouth and head.
Suddenly we could see a huge red prick coming out from between his back legs. It was incredibly large and it looked as though it had been dipped in oil, it was so shiny. He moved upwards putting his paws right on her tits. She raised herself up so that he could enter easily, swiftly and that slick, oily, red dog prick pushed itself into her waiting cunt, her throbbing, pulsating, waiting cunt.
We could see her come juice dripping down her legs, down her ass onto the floor and the dog started moving at an incredible pace, faster than any human could possibly fuck. He was going in and out like a pneumatic drill, pounding away. His saliva was dripping down on to her face as he licked her skin. He licked her tits, her mouth, her nose, her ears. He really showed how much he appreciated what her cunt was doing to his prick. There was no doubt that the dog was happy, you could see him moving joyfully with complete abandonment. He was almost smiling.
It was an incredible scene and even though most of us in the audience have had anything to do with dogs or other animals, there was no doubt everybody was turned on. The breathing was loud and fast. People were already undressing and touching and kissing and holding each other. Some were already fucking. The whole place was in an uproar. Everybody was responding to what we were seeing on the screen. We could hear moans and groans, I even heard a woman say, "Do you think we could train our dog to do that?" People were really turned on. Another woman said, "Thank God for the babies' strike or we would never have seen anything like this."
The black shiny skin was moving rhythmically. There was something about the glossiness of his hair, the dripping saliva, the shininess of his coal-like eyes, the contrast between the black fur and the smooth white skin beneath him, the blonde hair strewn around the floor and under his face as he licked.
There was something so intensely exciting about what was going on that when the dog pulled out and his dog seeds were dripping all over her cunt hairs and her belly and he was licking her and she was kissing him and holding onto his balls and stroking his black shiny fur pushing her body against him trying to get him to put his front paws around her as though to hug her, getting herself as close as possible to him and the dog responding as well, everybody seemed to imitate the gestures with their partner.
She was crooning into his ear and holding him, stroking him, moving with him. She stood up and kept his feet up against her shoulders and they began dancing, pushing her body into his belly, rubbing her belly against his, rubbing her cunt against his now flaccid cock almost completely disappeared back into it's shaft cover. She rubbed her face against his and kept stroking him and holding him as though he was a man and he held onto her too, as they danced and moved. She turned to the audience with her beautifully shining face and smiled. And as she did so she raised her left leg and wrapped it around the dog holding him fast to her.
We all sat there spellbound, silent, not speaking, just about to begin to move and respond to each other when we realized another film was showing. This one was entitled, "The Slave", and I realized that it would be about another area of sexuality that none of us at The House had participated in. No shows had ever been seen about it and none of us ever really talked about it. The babies were going to be true to their promise. They were going to show us behaviors in sexuality that were more or less foreign to us and "The Slave" began while most of us were still in heat.
I could smell cunt juice. I imagine that cocks were as big as mine. Some of the little children were playing with themselves and others were still fucking and sucking. People were definitely turned-on and exited about the babies' show.
A young girl walked on the screen and began speaking.
"I'm in search of an adventure," she said, "I definitely want to find how to have an orgasm. I've had miles and miles of cock in me for the last few years. I've been fucked and sucked and blown and rimmed by hundreds of guys and I've never had that big trip, that big 'O', that fantastic release of pleasure and I'm certainly going to find it."
She walked in to a store and began looking around. She picked up a whip and some chains and some huge dildos. She looked around some more and saw a black leather harness hanging from the wall. Turning to the man in charge of the store she said, "What's this?"
"If you don't know, honey, I'll have to show you. I can't just tell you about it," he said.
She looked at him and said, "Well then show me. I don't have much time."
He went to the store window and pulled down the shade, putting out a sign that said "Closed" on the door. Before she knew it, he had taken her blouse by the collar and ripped it right off her body. She started taking her own dungarees off when he smacked her across the face.
"Don't you dare do anything without my permission," he said, "you're going to have to learn to behave or be sorry."
There were slight drips of blood coming the corners of her mouth, but she was smiling. "All right, honey, I'll behave. Just tell me what to do."
"Get up there on that stool," he said and she stood just under the harness.
He lifted her by the ass and threw her legs through two holes in the leather strappings and he pulled her arms through two other holes and pulled straps tight across her tits and waist and pelvic area. The straps were digging into her nipples and a huge buckle was just on her pussy hair. Her arms were hanging at her sides when suddenly he pulled on one wrist and attached it to a hook on the wall and the other wrist to another hook on the wall.
He finished pulling off her dungarees, pulling it out from under the strappings. She wore no underwear. He pulled one ankle and attached it to a hook on the wall and the other ankle in the same way, so that she was now spread-eagle hanging in the air about two feet above the floor. Her pussy was wide open and exposed to all of us. The blood was still dripping down.
"Oh honey," she said, "I really like what's going on. I really feel wet and juicy inside. I'm wondering if it's going to get even better than this."
He walked to the side of the store and picked up a bullwhip which he cracked in the air. You could almost feel the breeze as it flew against her body. A slight red line appeared right across her tits where the whip had actually touched her.
"What the hell are you doing?" she screamed, but she didn't look very unhappy.
She looked a little frightened, but excited. Her breathing was coming faster and faster, her huge boobs were bouncing up and down as she tried to move in the harness. Her legs were pushing themselves out away from the wall and as she did so, her pussy hairs seemed to dance and as they moved up with her movements, we could see her juices.
"I'm doing what I want to," he said, "and I'll do what I want to from now on. You're my slave. And look at your pussy, look how wet it is. Look at your tits, look at your nipples how hard and excited they are. You want a big 'O' don't you, you want that big trip, you want an adventure don't you, well you're going to get it baby, let me tell you. You're going to get it. Now you better tell me what you want and you better start begging or you won't get anything but this big whip."
She was pushing her pelvic up towards him. She was begging with her body. You could see that she wanted to be sucked. You could see how she was moving and pushing her cunt up towards his face.
Then finally she said, "Suck me. I want you to suck me," she said. "I want you to take my clit between your lips. I want you to take your tongue and roll it all over my labia, my cunt lips, I want you to stick your nose right up my pussy twat. I want my hot juices to flow all over your face and I want you to take my whole cunt in your mouth and suck hard and I want you to do it until I come. I want you to do it until I stop throbbing and pulsating, till my body stops having spasms like it's supposed to when I come. I want your mouth in my tunnel. I want my come juice all over your face. I want to fuck your face with my cunt."
She was going crazy as she spoke. She was thrashing wildly around trying to free her arms and her legs. Her tits were getting bigger and tauter, her nipples tighter. Her cunt juice was dripping down her legs as she spoke and he just stood there sneering at her.
"I'll give you that, I'll give you that when I'm good and ready. First you give me a little," he said.
He stood up on a very high stool and raised himself so that his cock was right at her mouth. He lowered his pants and he shoved his cock right down her throat. Her eyes started to bulge out. You could see that she was choking.
"Don't you dare choke you fucking bitch!" he screamed, "Don't you dare choke, just suck. Just suck and don't you dare say a word. You just suck and then maybe, maybe I'll give you what you want."
And he fucked her face the way she wanted to fuck his. You could see his ass moving in and out, rhythmically pushing in and out. Her nails were digging into her hands. Her feet were thrashing around against the chains. You could hear her moan and groan as he pushed deeper and deeper down her throat. Suddenly his ass tightened, he reached behind and shoved his finger right up his own ass hole. His finger was going in and out at the same rhythm his cock was going in and out of her mouth. His ass tightened more and more, he grabbed her head with his other hand and started shoving it down as he pushed his cock up into her face. He threw back his head and laughed and screamed, jumping off the stool.
Thick drippings came down her face. Thick milky-grey globs of come juice all over her face dripping down, landing on her nipples. It hung in rivulets from the end of his cock.
He stood in front of her and said, "OK, you want cock, you want cock? I'll give you cock if you want it."
His cock was still huge. It was incredible. All that come flying out of it, all over her face and body and it was still huge. It was a big purple joystick sticking in front of him, the shaft hard and no sign that it had already shot it's load. It just stood there at attention.
But as he talked and as she screamed, "Yes, yes, give me cock, give me cock!" it got smaller and smaller before her eyes, demutesence taking it's toll. It just floated down to a half-cock. It looked like an olive with the red pimento sticking out at the end shriveled up and getting flat.
"You bastard, you promised me cock," she started screaming as she saw what was happening, "Please make me come, please make me come. You promised me cock, you promised me cock."
"OK, bitch, OK. Just tell me what you're going to do for me. Just tell me how good you'll make it for me if I make it good for you."
She was panting by now, she could hardly speak. She was going crazy moving her body trying to practically fuck the air. She was grinding her hips and pulling her hands, her face was tossing back and forth, her hair flying, biting her lips and scratching her hands. Her heavy breathing impeded her speaking.
"I'll do anything you want, I swear to you, I'll do anything just for you to put your tongue on me. Just put your fingers on me, just something. Do something, do something. I really think I can come for the first time, I think I can really come. Just do something. Pull me, lick me, suck me, finger me, get one of those big dildos and shove it up my cunt and another one up my ass and I'll suck you and fuck you and anything you want. I'll be your slave forever."
"Master! Call me Master when you speak to me you bitch!" he said smacking her across the face again.
"Oh yes, Master, yes."
She hardly responded to the hit, all she knew is that she had to get fucked, she had to get something. She was going crazy. I could see her cunt juice dripping down her legs. This movie was for real, this girl was going insane. You could see the thick globs dripping out of her. His come juice was still on some of her face, still on her cheekbones and on her chest. She didn't mind that either. All she wanted was tongue, cock, dildo, anything, she had to get fucked, she had to get something.
"Yes Master, yes," she was screaming. "I'll do anything for you, anything."
He slowly bent down, his face coming closer and closer to her cunt, his tongue sticking out as though to envelope her clit when he pulled back again.
"No, no!" she screamed. "No please don't stop, Master please do it. Please come back again!! Come back," she cried.
I could hardly stand it. I wished I could get up on the screen and eat her pussy out for her. I wanted to break that guys head open for torturing her like that. I certainly hoped that the kids weren't getting into this stuff, but I could hardly deny that Angus was hard as a rock and I was sure turned on as hell.
"OK, bitch," he finally said and his tongue reached out and the camera closed in.
Her clit was fully inflamed, bursting out from between her cuntlips. It was hard like a rock and standing there ready for him. His tongue was dripping with saliva as it tickled against her cunthairs and along her gaping lips.
She struggled like a wild woman, her body pushing into his face. Her arms and legs writhing in their straps. Her tits pushing against the buckles of the leather strappings around her. She fucked his face with her cunt and his tongue stood straight out away from his mouth, allowing her to touch only the tip of his tongue with her clit and cunt.
He wiggled his tongue up and down, teasing her, taunting her, barely touching her clit and cunt. When I felt ready to burst myself, as she screamed in agony and ecstasy, he moved forward with a surge of passion and bit down on her entire cunt.
The camera zoomed in even further and you could see the pussy hairs sticking out of his mouth, his cheeks violently sucking in and out as he took her entire twat into his face.
The juices spiraled out of her cunt all over him. Her face was contorted with release. Her tits pulsated. Her belly heaved in and out. Her legs and arms twitched. Cunt juice kept spraying out from between his mouth but he kept sucking like the man blowing smokerings on 42nd Street. His mouth never stopped.
She was twitching and jumping, her body in a constant spasm, her voice screeching in pleasure and pain sounds. He wouldn't stop although I could feel her pain increasing as she screamed louder and louder.
Finally, he let go, his face soaked with cumjuice, his hair dripping with thick globlets of slimy drippings, even his shirt sticky damp with her cum.
"You got what you wanted bitch, now you better thank me," he shouted at her, twitching her nipples and biting on her belly at the same time.
"Oh thank you Master, thank you, I love you and thank you. I'll never forget you, please Master, please, promise me, you'll do it again."
The screen darkened and all of us sighed with relief. Our own jerking off, fucking, sucking and fingering had of course been taking place while the movie was on. But I really believe the sigh of relief was that the scene was over. None of us wanted to see that poor girl suffering any longer and although she was in ecstasy too, the other side of it was too much for us.
Most of the adults in the community agreed that we'd stay away from dogs and whips for ourselves. We also agreed that it was very exciting to watch and we asked the babies to keep staging more shows like that for us. Who knows, maybe we really would get into that sort of stuff in the future. But for now, we voted to stay with love and tenderness and lust as we knew it.
However, the kids at the school were all for getting a few dogs and beginning to train them, as well as finding out more about this slave-master kind of lovemaking. It was more of a turn-on to them, than to us "older" folks.
Sybil and I lay in each others arms after a fast and furious fuck to relieve both of us of the pent-up cumjuice creeping in my balls and her cunt from watching the turn-on stuff. We smiled as we heard the kids talking.
"It's lucky we asserted ourselves, now we can have our own ways of fucking. Those old guys don't know everything about fucking."
"Yeah, let's get a big dog and teach him how to lick like that big black Labrador, I'd love to get my pussy lapped like that."
"Oooohhhhh, remember how she came all over his face, her juice just shot out like a cannonball. I bet getting hit had a lot to do with how good she came."
As I lay there, sated, touching the woman I loved, I couldn't help but think, maybe those kids are right, maybe we should try some new things.